Post by EWA Staff on Dec 31, 2008 1:25:57 GMT -5
[ Wednesday Night Face-Off starts off with a pyro explosion "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva booms through the speakers. The crowd was in a frenzy for the huge show, as they brought it ring side to the announcers. Abigail and Alessandro welcomed us to the show and went over the card, hyping the main event #1 contendership I Quit match between Freakazoid and Doomsday, and the #1 contendership special referee match between the debuting Ravyn Storm and the returning Nikki Chalice. ]
The cage was already lowered as we started the show with the cage match between Crazy Bill and Clamps. Clamps has seen better days. Two weeks ago, he was ravaged by Chris James, and last week he was decimated by Freakazoid. Bill was much larger than Clamps, so from the opening it looked like a short match. Bill ran at Clamps and took him down with a short arm clothesline. Clamps got up fast though. Bill cracked his neck, then cracked Clamp's!! Crazy Bill threw Clamps into the cage, which didn't have any forgiveness as Clamps rebounded into Bill's grasp as he planted Clamps to the mat with a hard DDT!
Bill jumped to his feet and lifted Clamps up again. He body slammed the smaller wrestler against the chain link fence and threw a knee to Clamp's jaw, jacking Clamps to the apron between the ropes and the cage. Bill ran again and squashed Clamps into the metal mesh as the fans ate it up. Bill grabbed Clamps hair and physically threw him over the top rope to the mat with a yank of his hair!
Crazy Bill looked down into his clinched fist, he had single handily ripped out a handful of Clamps hair!!! Bill got ready and drew Clamps in to finish him off. Clamps hit a low blow to stay in contention. Bill drew first blood though as he reached in his pants and clocked Clamps with a set of steel knucks! Anything goes inside the cage, and Bill took full advantage coming into the match prepared. Clamps, now busted open, is lifted up into the air again by Bill who stalled for a few moments holding Clamps in a military press. Bill paced around the ring as the fans grew giant. Bill stared into the crowd and dropped Clamps hard with a modified samoan drop crunching Clamps's stomach and back under Bill's immense size!
Bill didn't wait for Clamps to get up before he sent him into the cage again, catapault style! Clamos caught himself on the cage and tried to scramble up the chain link, but Bill reversed into a Padded Walls Inverse Powerbomb off the cage into the nearest turnbuckle! Clamps shouted in pain, and trembled into the mat. Bill snarled, he roared, he called for the finisher. Clamps was shivering on the ground after going spine first into the turnbuckles, as Bill lifted Clamps into the air and sent him neck first into the mat with an Asylum Driver! Bill hooked the leg and picked up his first EWA victory!
Winner via pinfall: Crazy Bill in 4:16
The announcers said that was the most dominating debut in EWA history, putting it even past several current main eventers debuts. Bill grabbed onto the cage and began to shake it over and over as the EWA faded to it's first break...
When we came back, El Zilcho was awaiting the debut of JJ Joker. As "Again We Rise" plays, the fans await the debut of JJ Joker, The Agent of Khaos.. the fans break into cheer! As 323 runs down the ramp and tackles El Zilcho to the ground. Alexis Morningstar rolls a steel pipe from his pant leg and cracks El Zilcho over the top of the head! Morningstar drops to the mat and starts screaming in Zilcho's face! He rips and tears at Zilcho's face with his bare hands! Chris James stands up, watching the madness. Morningstar lifts El Zilcho up and orders Chris James to get a steel chair. James smiles and rolls out of the ring, getting a chair. James gets back in the ring and holds it to Zilcho's face. Morningstar barely stops to prepare before hitting the chair into Zilcho's face with a Killing Stroke! Alexis picks up Zilcho and bounces him off the ropes, James nails Zilch with a Final Spotlight to the face on the rebound! Morningstar and Chris James looks like deranged men, but, they promised a war path in response to how last show ended. They exit the ring and head through the crowd with intentions set on finding The Rebellion.
"Again We Rise" by Lamb of God hits again. JJ Joker walks out from the back, smoothly making his way to the ring to take advantage of the destruction Three Two Three left, like a hyena benefitting from a lions kill. Joker licks his chops, and fixes his hair as he rolls under the bottom rope and walks over to El Zilcho who's not moving on the mat. Joker looks down, then into the fans, then back down. He nubs Zilcho with his boot, kicking him to see if he's conscious. Joker smiled an evil smirk, before pulling a switch blade from his pocket and quickly dropping to the mat. He gives a devious look towards the camera before putting the blade up against Zilcho's forehead whispering "Let's put a smile.. on that face of yours!", he drags the tip of the blade across Zilcho's cheeks drawing the arc of a smile, slicing Zilcho enough to make blood drop past his jaw. The referee has no choice but to award the match to JJ Joker. Joker begins to laugh manically as he crawls on all fours out of the ring and wipes his lips. He closes the blade and heads for the back
Winner via first blood: JJ Joker 7:05
The announcers discussed how that was one of the most.. disturbing ..debuts in the history of the EWA with little doubt left in anyones mind about that claim.
In a hallway backstage, EWA cameras caught up with Three Two Three. Alexis was still armed with the pipe he had a few minutes ago. James stood by his side, pacing behind. Morningstar grabbed a tech guy and pinned him against a wall asking him if he's seen any of The Rebellion yet. The small man shook his side to side asking not to be hurt. Morningstar attempted to hold back, growled, and dropped him after a few moments of debating it. Three Two Three stomped off looking for a fight as we faded to a bar room in local Philadelphia. The Pub Brawl is next!
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” a crowd of local barmen circle around Donzig, who is a regular when the show comes to town. Donzig though, draws some boos from some hecklers in the back as The American Destroyer is cladded in a #7 Ben Roethlisberger jersey. Carrick Fergus is no where to be seen, as The Hardcore Incarnate walks back and forth, waiting. Donzig tapes his wrists and takes a drink from a red cup, spraying it outwards like HHH under a pool table neon light.
“Blood and Whiskey” by Dropkick Murphy can be heard playing in the background..
From the top of the crowd, Carrick Fergus dives into the crowd from the bar table!! The mob erupts in a cheer as Fergus punches away at Donzig. A few patrons lift Fergus up off of Donzig. Fergus pushes them off, grabbing a drink and chugging it. Ziggy to his feet. They circle around each other before locking up, trying to gain an advantage. Donzig grabs a headlock and drops Fergus to the wooden floor with a bulldog! The crowd cheers again. Donzig nods his head, and makes things interesting as he grabs a pint from the bar. He drinks half of it, splashes the rest on Fergus and smashes the heavy glass over Fergus's face!!
A rowdy patron grabs onto Donzig, fighting him to the ground. Donzig roars and punches the drunken man in the face, before turning his attention back to Fergus. Carrick leaps from the side of Zig and spears him on top of a pool table. Fergus tries to punch Donzig in the face with a pool ball in his hand, but Donzig ducks and flips Fergus on his back, across several scattered pool balls as Fergus yelps in pain. It's about to get worse. Donzig locks in the Walls Of Lon-DON as Fergus cringes in pain and screams. Donzig places is knee behind Fergus's ear and bends his back, twisting him almost upside down.
“THE STEELERS SUCK!” someone shouts as Donzig is pelted across the head with a pool stick! Donzig drops off the table like a sack of bricks as both men are down. A few members of the crowd start kicking away at Donzig on the ground as he tries to fight them off. Fergus comes to the rescue? The Scottsman pulls Donzig away from the crowd from the back, as he drops Donzig hard to the ground with a reverse DDT as Donzig grabs at the back of his head. Fergus paces around before grabbing a wooden bar chair and lifting it in the air, coming down several times across Donzigs head and shoulder. Fergus takes a second to pose as he revs the crowd up for an ass kicking, grabs two drinks and splashes them down his throat before turning to go at Donzig again! Fergus swings the chair, not realizing Donzig is up. Donzig plucks a pool stick under Fergus's crotch and starts to pace around Fergus, looking like he's going to kill him.
All of a sudden the rock music that was playing is cut off by an inaudible karaoke singer. This ires Donzig's attention as he stomps towards the karaoke set. He begins to toss the speakers and screen around as the drunken singers run for their lives. Donzig throws a quarter in the juke box as “Prince Of The Universe” by Queen starts up and he continues his onslaught on Carrick Fergus. Donzig pulls Fergus off the ground and runs him across the bar, face first smashing small glasses and shots! Donzig stops at the end and tosses Fergus over the bar to the tenders area, hopping the wooden stool and standing tall on the bar. Fergus gets to his feet, but Donzig takes him down with a powerful double arm axehandle splash!
Fergus tries to crawl away, but Donzig grabs the back of Fergus's pants before he escapes. Donzig grabs a bottle of gin from behind the bar and takes a sip before emptying the entire bottle on Fergus, soaking him in alcohol. Donzig;s not done though, he's apparently making himself a mixed drink as he goes for the rum and whiskey. No. Not making a drink, instead, he continues to soak Fergus is different kinds of alcohol, but doesn't forget to drink out of them first. Who wastes perfectly good alcohol?
“Bottom Of The Bottle” by Smile Empty Soul starts to play. Donzig flips through his wallet, putting a few hundred dollars on the bar. A few women pull up their shirts as Donzig nods, pointing to the girls and shouting “No. That was for the spilled drinks ladies, but nice!” Donzig stalks Fergus slowly from behind and sends a boot into Fergus's ribs before picking him off the ground and slamming him face first into the shelves of bottles behind the bar. Fergus rebounds, grabs Donzig's head, and smashes Donzig's head into the shelves. They go back and forth until the bartender jumps on Donzig yelling “THE STEELERS STILL SUCK!”. Fergus gets a few good shots in before Donzig snapmares the bartender across the bar itself and drops an elbow across his exposed throat, flipping into the tender area face first, 180o degrees! Donzig roared, but caught a bottle of Jack Daniels to the back of the head. Carrick mumbles about “shitty whisky anyway..” before grabbing Donzig and throwing him back into the crowd.
Fergus leaps onto Donzig and starts tearing away at the jersey, ripping it at the seams off of Donzigs back! Carrick undoes his belt and twirls it over his head before snapping it between his hands, and cracking it across Donzig's exposed back! He repeats this like Donzig was a farm hand who slept with the farmers wife until Donzig's back was sliced and cut, welted and bruised. Donzig could barely breath as he struggled to even move on the ground. He grasps for anything to bring him to his feet, Fergus bided his time, waiting for Donzig to attempt to get up. As Donzig would stand, Fergus attacked from behind and started to choke Donzig with the belt! He locked the belt and pulled back, sucking the air out of Donzig's lungs as Donzig's face turned red then purple as he reached out into nothing. Donzig began to stumble, losing consciousness as Fergus held on to the leather belt, seconds away from winning.
Donzig backs up, releasing the pressure of the strap around his neck. He pushes back, trying to release Fergus's grip. Someone tosses him a pool stick which he snaps backwards and catches Fergus on the head. Fergus lets go as Donzig drops to his knees, pulling the leather strap off. Donzig grabs the belt himself and approaches Fergus, intending to return the favor. He begins to whip Fergus up and down. Donzig breaks a beer bottle across a table and approaches Fergus with ill intents. Donzig flips the shattered glass between his hands, smiling evilly in the shadows. He mauls Fergus with the bottle, slashing at Fergus's face, tearing at the flesh with the shards of glass. Fergus's face is cut six ways from Sunday as the blood seeps from the wounds. Donzig backs up and at full speed, kicks Fergus in the face!
With Fergus on the ground, and hurting, Donzig reaches for a salt shaker. Donzig pops the top and walks over to Fergus and dumps the entire salt shaker on Fergus's face as his Bar Room Brawl opponent screams in agony!!!!!!!! A few old school fans start to chant “THATS HARDCORE! THATS HARDCORE! THATS HARDCORE!” Nothing like salt in the wound after kicking him while he's down that's for sure. Fergus is crying in immense pain, coddled on the ground, placing his hands in his bloody face waiting for the burning to stop. Donzig waits for no one. He goes on the attack again as he throws his arms out and lifts Fergus to his feet. Donzig kicks Fergus in the gut and starts to go for a Donzig Stunner, but stops. Mercy? I THINK NOT! Donzig gets a folded chair, and opens it up. He kicks Fergus in the gut again, and drops Fergus's throat over the back of the chair with an amplified Stunner as Fergus kicks backwards and falls.
Donzig asks for a cigar. A victory cigar? But the match is not over. Donzig lights the cigar and takes a few hits, laughing to himself standing over the helpless Carrick Fergus. Donzig chews on the back of it, before snapping his head sideways like a curious dog. Fergus is soaked in alcohol and liquor. Donzig drops the cigar on Carrick Fergus engulfing him flames!!!!!!!!!!! Wrestling fans in attendance start to chant “HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT” .. others start to scream in horror as this Pub Brawl has just taken a turn for the worse. Several patrons grab fire extinguishers and douse Fergus in the white foam, setting out the fire. Donzig stands a few feet away shaking his head. He barks..
“My smores aren't done yet!”
..as the Pub Brawl fades away, as there is one clear cut winner, and that's your Hardcore Incarnate, The American Destroyer, Donzig.
Back in the arena, Alexis Morningstar and Chris James were searching for The Rebellion again. Nikki Chalice was making her way down the hallway, as the #1 contenders women's match was next. Morningstar asked if she's seen Spawn, Doomsday, or Griffin around. Not knowing the right choice whether to give them the right or wrong answer, she didn't answer, instead pointed down the hallway. Morningstar and James nodded and made their way towards where she pointed.
Well enough, the found Spawn in the hallway. Morningstar jumped on Spawn and began beating him down on the hard tile floor. James shouted “This is for last week you son of a bitch” before stomping away at the monster, who was caught off guard. Morningstar grabbed Spawn and cracked him in the face with the steel pipe. “Payback's like your mother. An ugly, twisted bitch!”. Spawn lay on the ground with a bloody nose, possibly broken at the hands of The Sinister Superman. Alexis Morningstar nailed a standing spinning shin kick to Spawn's face as blood splattered everywhere. Spawn groaned in pain, as he lay on the floor suffering a severe beat down. Morningstar isn't done though. He lifts Spawn up and begins slamming Spawn's face off of the white stone wall, as he stains the wall in Spawn's blood. Spawn stumbles backwards, but Chris James super kicks Spawn in the face! Spawn hits the ground as 323 has sent their message to their opponent tonight.
“HELP! WE NEED A DOCTOR!” shouted Morningstar
Morningstar yelled down the hallway. A tech guy heard the shout and turned the corner, noticed the downed Spawn. He scrambled for someone that could help. A few moments later an EMT crew hit the scene, asking 323 what happened. Morningstar told him that they were minding their own business walking down the hallway, when they found Spawn unconscious on the ground. One of the EMT members pointed out the blood on the wall, and questioned Alexis, Morningstar said he didn't notice that, but this looks like someone beat him up pretty good. The lead EMT mentioned it was lucky 323 found him before it was too late. Without immediate medical attention, Spawn could have had internal bleeding or a skull fracture. Morningstar and James looked concerned but allowed the EMT crew to do their job, and backed away walking down the hall.
The womens match was next!
Phade, the special referee made her way out first. Ravyn Storm second, and Nikki Chalice last. Phade showed both women that she was indeed special referee. She explained the rules, and padded them down to search for illegal weapons. Phade signaled for the bell, as Nikki and Ravyn locked up.
They broke, and circled around a bit. Ravyn into a headlock, but Nikki pushed her off. Ravyn dove off the ropes, ducked a clothesline and hit a flying clothesline of her own as the fans cheered. Nikki quick to her feet. Ravyn readied herself as they locked up again. Storm down to a knee. Nikki scoop slammed Ravyn out of no where, but Ravyn grabbed Nikki's legs and went for a sunset flip from underneath! Phade got to two and a half before Nikki kicked out escaping an embarrassing loss from the debuting loss. Ravyn grabbed the ropes and got to her feet as Nikki ran at her. Ravyn jumped up and grabbed a head scissors out of no where and flipped Nikki Chalice over the top rope!
Ravyn looked down from inside the ring and springboarded over the top rope, but hit nothing but mat as Nikki rolled out of the way. Phade began a ten count. Nikki kicked Ravyn a few times, yelling at her, before getting in the ring. Ravyn got to her feet and got in at the count of seven, as Phade kept it evenly paced through out. Nikki hit a dropkick, and tried a pin. Ravyn got her shoulders up after a fair count from Phade. Nikki told her to count faster, and got in Phade's face! The old rivals mouthed, as Ravyn Storm grabbed a school girl roll up! Phade used a fast count, hissing at Nikki who was rolled up, but Nikki slipped out before three as the fans cheered the confrontation. Nikki turned her attention to Storm who speared Nikki to the ground and began to throw punches on the mat!
Ravyn stood up and raised her fist up as Nikki recovered on the mat. Nikki crawled to the turnbuckle and sat there for a moment. Ravyn pivoted and began to run at Nikki. She jumped inn the air and went for a bronco buster, but Nikki rolled out of the way as Ravyn went into the turnbuckle upside down. Nikki nailed a baseball slide into Ravyns head as the fans booed. Nikki looked around, pointed to Ravyn, and placed her boot on Ravyns throat using the ropes for leverage. Phade ordered a break. Nikki didn't listen, as Phade reached four. Nikki kept choking Storm, as Phade physically broke the hold herself, not wanting to rule a disqualification. Nikki got in Phade's face again as the fans erupted! The Womens Champion held up her striped shirt telling the Rebellion member to back off.
Ravyn took advantage from behind, turning Nikki around, kicking her in the gut and raked her eyes, some local fans recognized this as one of Ravyn's signature moves. Storm called for The Last Kiss, locked in the lock, but Nikki countered having perfectly scouted the move before the match before escaping and rolling outside feeling the match slip out of her control. Suddenly Nikki decided to start heading up the ramp, not wanting any more of this match. THE FANS HIT THEIR FEET AS "My Last Breath" by Evanescence blasted across the arena!!!!!!!
Phade smirked as Ravyn jumped over the top rope nailing a crossbody from inside the ring on top of Nikki Chalice! The fans were really into the match as the women battled it out on the outside. Ravyn executed The Embrace to the outside matting! Nikki grabbed at her head and laid on the ground as Ravyn climbed to the apron and dropped a leg across Nikki's throat. Ravyn dragged her opponent into the ring, and chopped Nikki to the ground with a knife edge chop that echoed across the arena as the crowd “WOOOO'd” in response. Nikki did a reverse somersault and kipped up looking ready for a fight. Nikki went for a standing kick, but Ravyn countered into a release t-bone suplex, crunching Nikki neck first on the mat, aggravating her already hurt neck!
Phade took visual notes, and dropped down trying to catch a pinfall as Ravyn made the cover. Nikki got her foot on the ropes at the last second, as the crowd booed. Ravyn tried again, but Nikki got her shoulders up. Nikki grabbed a small package out of no where as Ravyn struggled to get out, Phade slapped her hand against the mat one time. Twice. But stopped at three, grabbing at her face. Nikki released the pin as Phade fell to the ground yelling “Something is in my eye!” Nikki didn't buy it as she grumbled. Ravyn rolled her up again, as Phade immediately went for a pinfall. Nikki kicked out barely! Phade began to laugh a little bit. Ravyn hit a standing senton splash and climbed up top. Ravyn flipped backwards and tried to go for a moonsault. She got nothing but knees to the ribcage, and bounced off rolling on the mat. Nikki Chalice tried for another pin, but to no avail as Phade offered a slow count. Finally having enough, Nikki climbed to her feet and charged the Women's Champion, who dodged swiftly out of the way. Without acknowledging her opponent, Chalice attempted another charge. This time, she was greeted with a successful "Embrace" by Ravyn Storm, who immediately followed it up with a cover. Phade dropped for the three count, slapping the mat successfully all three times.
With the victory announced, Ravyn moves to her feet, her hand raised in the air. She turns to face the Women's Champion. At that moment, they stare at one another, their gazes locked firmly. Phade slowly raises the EWA Women's Championship, which Ravyn glances at. At that moment, Phade kicks Ravyn in the gut and instantly drops her with the "Twist of Phade". With Storm stunned on the mat, Phade drops to a prone position, almost viper like. She lays the EWA Women's title beside Ravyn's head and says some indistinguishable words. She then scoops up the title and moves out of the ring. A wicked grin is slapped across her face as she continues up the ramp. She turns back to the dazed Ravyn in the ring, who stares at her angrily. Phade raises the title once more and the show moves to commercial.
***All footage after this point was lost due to hacking, but I will give a synopsis. Xavier defeats Randy Roko after piledriving him onto the steel steps off the top turnbuckle, allowing the referee to count to 10 for the knockout. 323 defeats Spawn after Spawn fails to show up to his match and is reported injured***
After the beatdown, Nicolas Griffin came on the screen and said that due to the situations that have befallen Spawn, he would announce a match for next week. Three Two Three was no more! Next week, we would see Chris James against Alexis Morningstar! The crowd booed this announcement, as the cameras cut to 323 in the ring, wondering what they would do.
Twas the night before Christmas; Doomsday in blood he was doused. Weapons were scattered around the ring with care. Freakazoid made Doomsdays bleed like a fountain, Doomday hid the fact he was poutin'. Freakazoid had a bundle of weapons he had flung on his back, and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes -- how they twinkled! Freak's dimples; how merry! Doomsdays cheeks were blood red like roses, his nose blood red like a cherry! Freakzoid swung, he sure decked the hall..
Smash away
Smash away
Smash away all!
Freakazoid slammed Doom with a chair, in hopes that soon Nicolas Griffin would be there. When what to my wondering eye should appear? But boos full of hate, no not one cheer. Freakazoid beat Doomsday down quick, for out on the ramp for sure was St. Nic.. olas Griffin.
More rapid than eagles Freak's finishers they came, and he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name! Freakazoid had Doomsday locked in a hold asking him to submit, but Griffin said Doomsday would never quit.
Nicholas Griffin informed Doomsday would never quit because this match was no longer an I Quit match. Freakazoid was irate. The match continued for twenty minutes. Everytime Freakazoid would come close to winning, Griffin would change the stipulation of the match preventing Freakazoid from getting the win.
In the end, Freakazoid took advantage as Nicolas Griffin changed the ending to a submissions match. Freakazoid locked in a Sharpshooter and made Doomsday tap out after 35 minutes.
Winner; by submission 35:09! Freakazoid!
FREAKAZOID HAS DONE IT!
With Freakazoid in the ring, his fists high in the air, the lights go out. Suddenly, they come up again and the Voodoo King stands behind him. Freakazoid whips around to defend himself, but the Voodoo King simply stares. He pulls the title from his shoulder and holds it high as the two men stare face to face and the screen goes black.
TBC: END
The cage was already lowered as we started the show with the cage match between Crazy Bill and Clamps. Clamps has seen better days. Two weeks ago, he was ravaged by Chris James, and last week he was decimated by Freakazoid. Bill was much larger than Clamps, so from the opening it looked like a short match. Bill ran at Clamps and took him down with a short arm clothesline. Clamps got up fast though. Bill cracked his neck, then cracked Clamp's!! Crazy Bill threw Clamps into the cage, which didn't have any forgiveness as Clamps rebounded into Bill's grasp as he planted Clamps to the mat with a hard DDT!
Bill jumped to his feet and lifted Clamps up again. He body slammed the smaller wrestler against the chain link fence and threw a knee to Clamp's jaw, jacking Clamps to the apron between the ropes and the cage. Bill ran again and squashed Clamps into the metal mesh as the fans ate it up. Bill grabbed Clamps hair and physically threw him over the top rope to the mat with a yank of his hair!
Crazy Bill looked down into his clinched fist, he had single handily ripped out a handful of Clamps hair!!! Bill got ready and drew Clamps in to finish him off. Clamps hit a low blow to stay in contention. Bill drew first blood though as he reached in his pants and clocked Clamps with a set of steel knucks! Anything goes inside the cage, and Bill took full advantage coming into the match prepared. Clamps, now busted open, is lifted up into the air again by Bill who stalled for a few moments holding Clamps in a military press. Bill paced around the ring as the fans grew giant. Bill stared into the crowd and dropped Clamps hard with a modified samoan drop crunching Clamps's stomach and back under Bill's immense size!
Bill didn't wait for Clamps to get up before he sent him into the cage again, catapault style! Clamos caught himself on the cage and tried to scramble up the chain link, but Bill reversed into a Padded Walls Inverse Powerbomb off the cage into the nearest turnbuckle! Clamps shouted in pain, and trembled into the mat. Bill snarled, he roared, he called for the finisher. Clamps was shivering on the ground after going spine first into the turnbuckles, as Bill lifted Clamps into the air and sent him neck first into the mat with an Asylum Driver! Bill hooked the leg and picked up his first EWA victory!
Winner via pinfall: Crazy Bill in 4:16
The announcers said that was the most dominating debut in EWA history, putting it even past several current main eventers debuts. Bill grabbed onto the cage and began to shake it over and over as the EWA faded to it's first break...
When we came back, El Zilcho was awaiting the debut of JJ Joker. As "Again We Rise" plays, the fans await the debut of JJ Joker, The Agent of Khaos.. the fans break into cheer! As 323 runs down the ramp and tackles El Zilcho to the ground. Alexis Morningstar rolls a steel pipe from his pant leg and cracks El Zilcho over the top of the head! Morningstar drops to the mat and starts screaming in Zilcho's face! He rips and tears at Zilcho's face with his bare hands! Chris James stands up, watching the madness. Morningstar lifts El Zilcho up and orders Chris James to get a steel chair. James smiles and rolls out of the ring, getting a chair. James gets back in the ring and holds it to Zilcho's face. Morningstar barely stops to prepare before hitting the chair into Zilcho's face with a Killing Stroke! Alexis picks up Zilcho and bounces him off the ropes, James nails Zilch with a Final Spotlight to the face on the rebound! Morningstar and Chris James looks like deranged men, but, they promised a war path in response to how last show ended. They exit the ring and head through the crowd with intentions set on finding The Rebellion.
"Again We Rise" by Lamb of God hits again. JJ Joker walks out from the back, smoothly making his way to the ring to take advantage of the destruction Three Two Three left, like a hyena benefitting from a lions kill. Joker licks his chops, and fixes his hair as he rolls under the bottom rope and walks over to El Zilcho who's not moving on the mat. Joker looks down, then into the fans, then back down. He nubs Zilcho with his boot, kicking him to see if he's conscious. Joker smiled an evil smirk, before pulling a switch blade from his pocket and quickly dropping to the mat. He gives a devious look towards the camera before putting the blade up against Zilcho's forehead whispering "Let's put a smile.. on that face of yours!", he drags the tip of the blade across Zilcho's cheeks drawing the arc of a smile, slicing Zilcho enough to make blood drop past his jaw. The referee has no choice but to award the match to JJ Joker. Joker begins to laugh manically as he crawls on all fours out of the ring and wipes his lips. He closes the blade and heads for the back
Winner via first blood: JJ Joker 7:05
The announcers discussed how that was one of the most.. disturbing ..debuts in the history of the EWA with little doubt left in anyones mind about that claim.
In a hallway backstage, EWA cameras caught up with Three Two Three. Alexis was still armed with the pipe he had a few minutes ago. James stood by his side, pacing behind. Morningstar grabbed a tech guy and pinned him against a wall asking him if he's seen any of The Rebellion yet. The small man shook his side to side asking not to be hurt. Morningstar attempted to hold back, growled, and dropped him after a few moments of debating it. Three Two Three stomped off looking for a fight as we faded to a bar room in local Philadelphia. The Pub Brawl is next!
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” a crowd of local barmen circle around Donzig, who is a regular when the show comes to town. Donzig though, draws some boos from some hecklers in the back as The American Destroyer is cladded in a #7 Ben Roethlisberger jersey. Carrick Fergus is no where to be seen, as The Hardcore Incarnate walks back and forth, waiting. Donzig tapes his wrists and takes a drink from a red cup, spraying it outwards like HHH under a pool table neon light.
“Blood and Whiskey” by Dropkick Murphy can be heard playing in the background..
From the top of the crowd, Carrick Fergus dives into the crowd from the bar table!! The mob erupts in a cheer as Fergus punches away at Donzig. A few patrons lift Fergus up off of Donzig. Fergus pushes them off, grabbing a drink and chugging it. Ziggy to his feet. They circle around each other before locking up, trying to gain an advantage. Donzig grabs a headlock and drops Fergus to the wooden floor with a bulldog! The crowd cheers again. Donzig nods his head, and makes things interesting as he grabs a pint from the bar. He drinks half of it, splashes the rest on Fergus and smashes the heavy glass over Fergus's face!!
A rowdy patron grabs onto Donzig, fighting him to the ground. Donzig roars and punches the drunken man in the face, before turning his attention back to Fergus. Carrick leaps from the side of Zig and spears him on top of a pool table. Fergus tries to punch Donzig in the face with a pool ball in his hand, but Donzig ducks and flips Fergus on his back, across several scattered pool balls as Fergus yelps in pain. It's about to get worse. Donzig locks in the Walls Of Lon-DON as Fergus cringes in pain and screams. Donzig places is knee behind Fergus's ear and bends his back, twisting him almost upside down.
“THE STEELERS SUCK!” someone shouts as Donzig is pelted across the head with a pool stick! Donzig drops off the table like a sack of bricks as both men are down. A few members of the crowd start kicking away at Donzig on the ground as he tries to fight them off. Fergus comes to the rescue? The Scottsman pulls Donzig away from the crowd from the back, as he drops Donzig hard to the ground with a reverse DDT as Donzig grabs at the back of his head. Fergus paces around before grabbing a wooden bar chair and lifting it in the air, coming down several times across Donzigs head and shoulder. Fergus takes a second to pose as he revs the crowd up for an ass kicking, grabs two drinks and splashes them down his throat before turning to go at Donzig again! Fergus swings the chair, not realizing Donzig is up. Donzig plucks a pool stick under Fergus's crotch and starts to pace around Fergus, looking like he's going to kill him.
All of a sudden the rock music that was playing is cut off by an inaudible karaoke singer. This ires Donzig's attention as he stomps towards the karaoke set. He begins to toss the speakers and screen around as the drunken singers run for their lives. Donzig throws a quarter in the juke box as “Prince Of The Universe” by Queen starts up and he continues his onslaught on Carrick Fergus. Donzig pulls Fergus off the ground and runs him across the bar, face first smashing small glasses and shots! Donzig stops at the end and tosses Fergus over the bar to the tenders area, hopping the wooden stool and standing tall on the bar. Fergus gets to his feet, but Donzig takes him down with a powerful double arm axehandle splash!
Fergus tries to crawl away, but Donzig grabs the back of Fergus's pants before he escapes. Donzig grabs a bottle of gin from behind the bar and takes a sip before emptying the entire bottle on Fergus, soaking him in alcohol. Donzig;s not done though, he's apparently making himself a mixed drink as he goes for the rum and whiskey. No. Not making a drink, instead, he continues to soak Fergus is different kinds of alcohol, but doesn't forget to drink out of them first. Who wastes perfectly good alcohol?
“Bottom Of The Bottle” by Smile Empty Soul starts to play. Donzig flips through his wallet, putting a few hundred dollars on the bar. A few women pull up their shirts as Donzig nods, pointing to the girls and shouting “No. That was for the spilled drinks ladies, but nice!” Donzig stalks Fergus slowly from behind and sends a boot into Fergus's ribs before picking him off the ground and slamming him face first into the shelves of bottles behind the bar. Fergus rebounds, grabs Donzig's head, and smashes Donzig's head into the shelves. They go back and forth until the bartender jumps on Donzig yelling “THE STEELERS STILL SUCK!”. Fergus gets a few good shots in before Donzig snapmares the bartender across the bar itself and drops an elbow across his exposed throat, flipping into the tender area face first, 180o degrees! Donzig roared, but caught a bottle of Jack Daniels to the back of the head. Carrick mumbles about “shitty whisky anyway..” before grabbing Donzig and throwing him back into the crowd.
Fergus leaps onto Donzig and starts tearing away at the jersey, ripping it at the seams off of Donzigs back! Carrick undoes his belt and twirls it over his head before snapping it between his hands, and cracking it across Donzig's exposed back! He repeats this like Donzig was a farm hand who slept with the farmers wife until Donzig's back was sliced and cut, welted and bruised. Donzig could barely breath as he struggled to even move on the ground. He grasps for anything to bring him to his feet, Fergus bided his time, waiting for Donzig to attempt to get up. As Donzig would stand, Fergus attacked from behind and started to choke Donzig with the belt! He locked the belt and pulled back, sucking the air out of Donzig's lungs as Donzig's face turned red then purple as he reached out into nothing. Donzig began to stumble, losing consciousness as Fergus held on to the leather belt, seconds away from winning.
Donzig backs up, releasing the pressure of the strap around his neck. He pushes back, trying to release Fergus's grip. Someone tosses him a pool stick which he snaps backwards and catches Fergus on the head. Fergus lets go as Donzig drops to his knees, pulling the leather strap off. Donzig grabs the belt himself and approaches Fergus, intending to return the favor. He begins to whip Fergus up and down. Donzig breaks a beer bottle across a table and approaches Fergus with ill intents. Donzig flips the shattered glass between his hands, smiling evilly in the shadows. He mauls Fergus with the bottle, slashing at Fergus's face, tearing at the flesh with the shards of glass. Fergus's face is cut six ways from Sunday as the blood seeps from the wounds. Donzig backs up and at full speed, kicks Fergus in the face!
With Fergus on the ground, and hurting, Donzig reaches for a salt shaker. Donzig pops the top and walks over to Fergus and dumps the entire salt shaker on Fergus's face as his Bar Room Brawl opponent screams in agony!!!!!!!! A few old school fans start to chant “THATS HARDCORE! THATS HARDCORE! THATS HARDCORE!” Nothing like salt in the wound after kicking him while he's down that's for sure. Fergus is crying in immense pain, coddled on the ground, placing his hands in his bloody face waiting for the burning to stop. Donzig waits for no one. He goes on the attack again as he throws his arms out and lifts Fergus to his feet. Donzig kicks Fergus in the gut and starts to go for a Donzig Stunner, but stops. Mercy? I THINK NOT! Donzig gets a folded chair, and opens it up. He kicks Fergus in the gut again, and drops Fergus's throat over the back of the chair with an amplified Stunner as Fergus kicks backwards and falls.
Donzig asks for a cigar. A victory cigar? But the match is not over. Donzig lights the cigar and takes a few hits, laughing to himself standing over the helpless Carrick Fergus. Donzig chews on the back of it, before snapping his head sideways like a curious dog. Fergus is soaked in alcohol and liquor. Donzig drops the cigar on Carrick Fergus engulfing him flames!!!!!!!!!!! Wrestling fans in attendance start to chant “HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT” .. others start to scream in horror as this Pub Brawl has just taken a turn for the worse. Several patrons grab fire extinguishers and douse Fergus in the white foam, setting out the fire. Donzig stands a few feet away shaking his head. He barks..
“My smores aren't done yet!”
..as the Pub Brawl fades away, as there is one clear cut winner, and that's your Hardcore Incarnate, The American Destroyer, Donzig.
Back in the arena, Alexis Morningstar and Chris James were searching for The Rebellion again. Nikki Chalice was making her way down the hallway, as the #1 contenders women's match was next. Morningstar asked if she's seen Spawn, Doomsday, or Griffin around. Not knowing the right choice whether to give them the right or wrong answer, she didn't answer, instead pointed down the hallway. Morningstar and James nodded and made their way towards where she pointed.
Well enough, the found Spawn in the hallway. Morningstar jumped on Spawn and began beating him down on the hard tile floor. James shouted “This is for last week you son of a bitch” before stomping away at the monster, who was caught off guard. Morningstar grabbed Spawn and cracked him in the face with the steel pipe. “Payback's like your mother. An ugly, twisted bitch!”. Spawn lay on the ground with a bloody nose, possibly broken at the hands of The Sinister Superman. Alexis Morningstar nailed a standing spinning shin kick to Spawn's face as blood splattered everywhere. Spawn groaned in pain, as he lay on the floor suffering a severe beat down. Morningstar isn't done though. He lifts Spawn up and begins slamming Spawn's face off of the white stone wall, as he stains the wall in Spawn's blood. Spawn stumbles backwards, but Chris James super kicks Spawn in the face! Spawn hits the ground as 323 has sent their message to their opponent tonight.
“HELP! WE NEED A DOCTOR!” shouted Morningstar
Morningstar yelled down the hallway. A tech guy heard the shout and turned the corner, noticed the downed Spawn. He scrambled for someone that could help. A few moments later an EMT crew hit the scene, asking 323 what happened. Morningstar told him that they were minding their own business walking down the hallway, when they found Spawn unconscious on the ground. One of the EMT members pointed out the blood on the wall, and questioned Alexis, Morningstar said he didn't notice that, but this looks like someone beat him up pretty good. The lead EMT mentioned it was lucky 323 found him before it was too late. Without immediate medical attention, Spawn could have had internal bleeding or a skull fracture. Morningstar and James looked concerned but allowed the EMT crew to do their job, and backed away walking down the hall.
The womens match was next!
Phade, the special referee made her way out first. Ravyn Storm second, and Nikki Chalice last. Phade showed both women that she was indeed special referee. She explained the rules, and padded them down to search for illegal weapons. Phade signaled for the bell, as Nikki and Ravyn locked up.
They broke, and circled around a bit. Ravyn into a headlock, but Nikki pushed her off. Ravyn dove off the ropes, ducked a clothesline and hit a flying clothesline of her own as the fans cheered. Nikki quick to her feet. Ravyn readied herself as they locked up again. Storm down to a knee. Nikki scoop slammed Ravyn out of no where, but Ravyn grabbed Nikki's legs and went for a sunset flip from underneath! Phade got to two and a half before Nikki kicked out escaping an embarrassing loss from the debuting loss. Ravyn grabbed the ropes and got to her feet as Nikki ran at her. Ravyn jumped up and grabbed a head scissors out of no where and flipped Nikki Chalice over the top rope!
Ravyn looked down from inside the ring and springboarded over the top rope, but hit nothing but mat as Nikki rolled out of the way. Phade began a ten count. Nikki kicked Ravyn a few times, yelling at her, before getting in the ring. Ravyn got to her feet and got in at the count of seven, as Phade kept it evenly paced through out. Nikki hit a dropkick, and tried a pin. Ravyn got her shoulders up after a fair count from Phade. Nikki told her to count faster, and got in Phade's face! The old rivals mouthed, as Ravyn Storm grabbed a school girl roll up! Phade used a fast count, hissing at Nikki who was rolled up, but Nikki slipped out before three as the fans cheered the confrontation. Nikki turned her attention to Storm who speared Nikki to the ground and began to throw punches on the mat!
Ravyn stood up and raised her fist up as Nikki recovered on the mat. Nikki crawled to the turnbuckle and sat there for a moment. Ravyn pivoted and began to run at Nikki. She jumped inn the air and went for a bronco buster, but Nikki rolled out of the way as Ravyn went into the turnbuckle upside down. Nikki nailed a baseball slide into Ravyns head as the fans booed. Nikki looked around, pointed to Ravyn, and placed her boot on Ravyns throat using the ropes for leverage. Phade ordered a break. Nikki didn't listen, as Phade reached four. Nikki kept choking Storm, as Phade physically broke the hold herself, not wanting to rule a disqualification. Nikki got in Phade's face again as the fans erupted! The Womens Champion held up her striped shirt telling the Rebellion member to back off.
Ravyn took advantage from behind, turning Nikki around, kicking her in the gut and raked her eyes, some local fans recognized this as one of Ravyn's signature moves. Storm called for The Last Kiss, locked in the lock, but Nikki countered having perfectly scouted the move before the match before escaping and rolling outside feeling the match slip out of her control. Suddenly Nikki decided to start heading up the ramp, not wanting any more of this match. THE FANS HIT THEIR FEET AS "My Last Breath" by Evanescence blasted across the arena!!!!!!!
Phade smirked as Ravyn jumped over the top rope nailing a crossbody from inside the ring on top of Nikki Chalice! The fans were really into the match as the women battled it out on the outside. Ravyn executed The Embrace to the outside matting! Nikki grabbed at her head and laid on the ground as Ravyn climbed to the apron and dropped a leg across Nikki's throat. Ravyn dragged her opponent into the ring, and chopped Nikki to the ground with a knife edge chop that echoed across the arena as the crowd “WOOOO'd” in response. Nikki did a reverse somersault and kipped up looking ready for a fight. Nikki went for a standing kick, but Ravyn countered into a release t-bone suplex, crunching Nikki neck first on the mat, aggravating her already hurt neck!
Phade took visual notes, and dropped down trying to catch a pinfall as Ravyn made the cover. Nikki got her foot on the ropes at the last second, as the crowd booed. Ravyn tried again, but Nikki got her shoulders up. Nikki grabbed a small package out of no where as Ravyn struggled to get out, Phade slapped her hand against the mat one time. Twice. But stopped at three, grabbing at her face. Nikki released the pin as Phade fell to the ground yelling “Something is in my eye!” Nikki didn't buy it as she grumbled. Ravyn rolled her up again, as Phade immediately went for a pinfall. Nikki kicked out barely! Phade began to laugh a little bit. Ravyn hit a standing senton splash and climbed up top. Ravyn flipped backwards and tried to go for a moonsault. She got nothing but knees to the ribcage, and bounced off rolling on the mat. Nikki Chalice tried for another pin, but to no avail as Phade offered a slow count. Finally having enough, Nikki climbed to her feet and charged the Women's Champion, who dodged swiftly out of the way. Without acknowledging her opponent, Chalice attempted another charge. This time, she was greeted with a successful "Embrace" by Ravyn Storm, who immediately followed it up with a cover. Phade dropped for the three count, slapping the mat successfully all three times.
With the victory announced, Ravyn moves to her feet, her hand raised in the air. She turns to face the Women's Champion. At that moment, they stare at one another, their gazes locked firmly. Phade slowly raises the EWA Women's Championship, which Ravyn glances at. At that moment, Phade kicks Ravyn in the gut and instantly drops her with the "Twist of Phade". With Storm stunned on the mat, Phade drops to a prone position, almost viper like. She lays the EWA Women's title beside Ravyn's head and says some indistinguishable words. She then scoops up the title and moves out of the ring. A wicked grin is slapped across her face as she continues up the ramp. She turns back to the dazed Ravyn in the ring, who stares at her angrily. Phade raises the title once more and the show moves to commercial.
***All footage after this point was lost due to hacking, but I will give a synopsis. Xavier defeats Randy Roko after piledriving him onto the steel steps off the top turnbuckle, allowing the referee to count to 10 for the knockout. 323 defeats Spawn after Spawn fails to show up to his match and is reported injured***
After the beatdown, Nicolas Griffin came on the screen and said that due to the situations that have befallen Spawn, he would announce a match for next week. Three Two Three was no more! Next week, we would see Chris James against Alexis Morningstar! The crowd booed this announcement, as the cameras cut to 323 in the ring, wondering what they would do.
Twas the night before Christmas; Doomsday in blood he was doused. Weapons were scattered around the ring with care. Freakazoid made Doomsdays bleed like a fountain, Doomday hid the fact he was poutin'. Freakazoid had a bundle of weapons he had flung on his back, and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes -- how they twinkled! Freak's dimples; how merry! Doomsdays cheeks were blood red like roses, his nose blood red like a cherry! Freakzoid swung, he sure decked the hall..
Smash away
Smash away
Smash away all!
Freakazoid slammed Doom with a chair, in hopes that soon Nicolas Griffin would be there. When what to my wondering eye should appear? But boos full of hate, no not one cheer. Freakazoid beat Doomsday down quick, for out on the ramp for sure was St. Nic.. olas Griffin.
More rapid than eagles Freak's finishers they came, and he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name! Freakazoid had Doomsday locked in a hold asking him to submit, but Griffin said Doomsday would never quit.
Nicholas Griffin informed Doomsday would never quit because this match was no longer an I Quit match. Freakazoid was irate. The match continued for twenty minutes. Everytime Freakazoid would come close to winning, Griffin would change the stipulation of the match preventing Freakazoid from getting the win.
In the end, Freakazoid took advantage as Nicolas Griffin changed the ending to a submissions match. Freakazoid locked in a Sharpshooter and made Doomsday tap out after 35 minutes.
Winner; by submission 35:09! Freakazoid!
FREAKAZOID HAS DONE IT!
With Freakazoid in the ring, his fists high in the air, the lights go out. Suddenly, they come up again and the Voodoo King stands behind him. Freakazoid whips around to defend himself, but the Voodoo King simply stares. He pulls the title from his shoulder and holds it high as the two men stare face to face and the screen goes black.
TBC: END