1/10/99

EWA Presents

The Post Holiday Season PPV Spectacular

Live from the King Dome in Seattle, WA

Richard Riley: "Good evening everyone! Welcome to Seattle's Kingdome and a HUGE night of action. This pay per view may be the biggest in the history of the EWA with all titles on the line tonight. Sitting by my side doing the between match commentary is everyone's favorite cripple, Wayne Rothschild."

Wayne Rothschild: "I may be a cripple but I'm still your boss [smiles]! Isn't your contract up for negotiation soon? In any event, tonight's show will see not only the crowning of a new EWA tag team champion but we will finally see what Cyris's big surprise is for Tommy Grayson and the whole EWA."

Richard Riley: "You don't happen to know what this big surprise is supposed to me?"

Wayne Rothschild: "I can neither confirm nor deny any knowledge of said surprise. Don't we have a match or some interview coming up?"

Richard Riley: "Don't try to change the subject! You know what is going to happen! You've been acting too nice lately! Please tell me your not going to…..!"

Wayne Rothschild: "I said, go to a match! NOW!"

The fans don't know how to react as War Ensemble by Slayer begins to play through the arena. It's been so long since they had seen this superstar, they don't know whether to boo or cheer. General Heimskur comes through the curtain first, followed closely behind by The Warlord Vappa Mies. The two monsters walk to the edge of the entrance platform and look over the packed arena. The General seems to be searching for something. Finally he sees them. Waaaaaay up in the "nosebleed" section, is a small group of his homelanders. They are wildly waving their flag, trying to get his attention. The General points up toward his brothers and salutes. The Warlord stands impassively behind his General, keeping a wary eye out for attack from any quarter. Finally, with his salute returned, the General continues on his way toward the ring, calling The Warlord to follow. Once in the ring, Heimskur calls for the microphone and turns slowly, taking in the entire audience.

General Heimskur: Tonight, you filthy American pigs, you shall learn something about how things are really run in your precious EWA! And... you will learn what happens when someone does not live up to their end of a bargain! All of you... you may believe that you are safe from the domination that has arrived in the EWA, but little do you know, that domination will be the end of your senseless prattling!

The fans suddenly remember that they are supposed to boo this man, and do so with authority.

General Heimskur: Now, in order to start this year off on the right foot, I have decided to make a couple of changes. The first change that I shall make with this new year, is the disposal of some... how do you Americans put it? Ah.. dead weight. That's it. Dead weight! Since my arrival in this wasteland that you cll America, what have I gained? Fame? Fortune? Glory for my homeland? No! None of that! And whose fault is it? Well, it certainly isn't mine!

General Heimskur turns to face the Warlord and his face twists into a vicious sneer.

General Heimskur: Vappa! This is all your fault!

At the mention of his name, The Warlord's head snaps around so that he is looking squarely at the General.

General Heimskur: It is your fault that we have not brought these weak Americans to their knees! The weight of this burden rests upon your shoulders, and that will go into my report to the homeland! Then Vappa, I'm afraid that you will be recalled and placed into one of our many labor camps.

The Warlord's head tilts slightly as the General goes on... the heaving of his chest becomes more evident.

General Heimskur: You were the one that was supposed to destroy our enemies. You were the one that was supposed to lead this revolution. You were the one...

Finally, The Warlord can take no more. He lunges forward and grabs General Heimskur, whipping him to the ropes. When the older man is back within reach, The Warlord scoops him up and executes a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He does not let go though. The General squirms on the point of Warlord's knee as the pressure builds. The Warlord looks down at his helpless victim as his arms and shoulders bulge with the strain. Finally, with a resounding crack, General Heimskur stops struggling and the Warlord tosses him aside like so much garbage. The Warlord then gets to his feet and picks up the microphone. He walks to the center of the ring and in a clearly American? voice, he speaks for the first time.

Warlord: It's time to put an end to this charade! From this point on, I speak on my own behalf! And no one will stand in my way. Vappa Mies? No! My name is John Davis! Warlord John Davis! Stars of the EWA, you are hereby warned! The Warlord is here, and will stop at nothing until he reaches the top!

The Warlord throws the microphone down and steps over the top rope, leaving the ring without another glance at the life he leaves behind.

Wayne Rothschild: "That was somewhat interesting. I guess!"

Richard Riley: "So the man known as the "Warlord" makes his return to the EWA. He dumps his "Keeper" and surprises us all by actually turning out to me an American!"

Wayne Rothschild: "Vappa or I guess I should call him John Davis did leave a minor path of destruction in his short stint here. Who knows what the future will hold for this promising star now that he is out from under General Heimskur's control?"

Richard Riley: "Who knows or really cares for that matter. Vappa was one of these guys that was here for like a month and then disappeared. I expect him to do the same again."

Wayne Rothschild: "Slightly harsh words, Dick. What happened? Did you mommy put to much starch in your shorts? We need to get down for another match. Let's get to the ring as Dawgbone takes on one half of Elite from the Street, "Gangsta" Jimmy Walker!

 "Hit 'Em Up" by 2 Pac blasts out of the speakers and the "Gangsta" Jimmy Walker comes strutting from the back. He slaps hands with a few fans, but mostly is ignored. He sees a fan with a sign that says "DY-NO-MITE!" and walks up to the fan, extending his hand. The fan eagerly reaches to shake, but Walker pulls him into a shoulder block! The fan goes to his knees, and Walker rips the sign and stalks down to the ring, frowning.

Suddenly a blast of pyrotechnics booms from the entrance and out comes Dawgbone, holding his dog Ripp on a short chain. He gets a moderately loud pop, but ignores the fans, eyes on the ring. He ties Ripp to the ringpost, then climbs in.

Walker starts walking around him, trash talking the whole time. The bell rings, and Walker slams a forearm into Dawgbone's chest! Dawgbone staggers back, and Walker presses the attack with a kick to the midsection, then a quick bulldog takedown. Walker is going for a quick pin, but Dowgbone kicks out hard, catapulting Walker off. Dawgbone stands, furious, and backs Walker into the corner with a flurry of right hands to the chest. Walker tries to get out, but DB hits a huge boot to the gut! Walker slumbs against the ringpost, then jerks away, screaming, when Ripp barks viciously at the corner!

Walker staggers out, Dawgbone watching him menacingly, and charges Dawgbone. Dawgbone ducks under the clothesline, and runs to bounce off the ropes, but Walker put on the brakes and hit an unexepected drop kick from out of nowhere! Dawgbone goes down, rolling, clutching his chest. Walker struts around the ring, that's a rookie mistake! He should get in there and finish Dawgbone before he… GETS UP AND DOES SOMETHING LIKE THAT! Dawgbone just got up, turned Walker around, and hit a reverse DDT! Walker is down, and Dawgbone rolls him over…

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No!! Walker kicked out at the last possible second!

Dawgbone lifts him and slams his fist hard into his face, then kicks him down! He lifts him, and hits a Ghetto Driver! Walker is out on the ground, and Dawgbone covers!

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NO!! Dawgbone gets up at the last second! He leaves Walker where he's at and climbs to the top turnbuckle… SUPERDAWG!! Dawgbone just hit the Superdawg!! He covers again…

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WINNER: Dawgbone via Ghettodriver/Superdawg

Walker leaves the ring while Dawgbone continues to celebrate. All of a sudden Drifter, PDJ, Violent Dark and Tyrant all walk out to the ring. The members of Death Row circle around Dawgbone while Drifter gets in his face. Dawgbone starts to turn around, making sure that nobody is going to attack him from behind. Drifter stares down on Dawgbone but then pulls out a DR T-shirt and flips it to Dawgbone. He then motions to for DR to leave the rign while Dawgbone stares at the T-shirt with a confused look on his face.

Richard Riley: "So Dawgbone gets a big win in the opening match against one half of Elite from the Street."

Wayne Rothschild: "Dawgbone continues on a small role as he gears up for his TV title shot next week."

Richard Riley: "Maybe that little "pep" talk from VP Ryan actually did some good. I believe that we have a last minute addition to the show. I believe that the former WC World Heavyweight Champion, Dan "The Destroyer" Dehart has requested some microphone time."

Wayne Rothschild: "Dan is a major talent and he should make things somewhat interesting in the days to come. Let's go see what he has to say."

Pyro rocks the arena as "Man in the Box" by Alice in Chainz blares over the PA. Dan The Destroyer makes his way to the ring with a mixed crowd reaction. He climbs in the ring and takes the mic from the announcer

Dan "The Destroyer": "You know ever since I signed with the EWA people have been asking me what I was going to do. Well I have to admit at first I didn't know. But as I have had time to think about and to sit back and watch what was going on I know exactly what I am going to do. It's time for The Destroyer to make some noise and there's going to be hell to pay.

Everybody that was involved in the EWA/WC War knows that I am a man to be reckoned with. I have sat back on my hands long enough. I got some unfinished business and it's time to take care of that. You see, I have heard Cyris talking about a surprise. Well the whole world is on the edge of their seat to see what it is. Well I don't give a damn because I got a few surprises up my sleeve as well.

Now Surprise number 1. I have set the wheels in motion to dismantle the so-called elite group known as DI. Now I know that everybody is trying to do that but I am the man who can make it happen. I WILL make it happen. And surprise number 2...Well since I am going to be tearing DI apart. I thought that I should let a good friend of mine join in on the party. Ladies of Gentlemen it gives me great joy to introduce the man who needs no introduction...The WC Television Champion of the Wooorld...Merlin the G-CRUSHER!!!!

The lights go down and a bell tolls in the distance, those that know g-Crusher's entrance go ballistic, some chanting g! g! g!... another bell tolls, and the hunter-green lights appear, bathing Merlin, who is standing at the top of the runway, in that eerie light. Dan seems a little impatient as g has to pose and the deafening explosions go off, followed by showers of hunter-green sparks from the runway, and g marches to the ring in time to the music of Metallica - For Whom the Bell Tolls, he hops into the ring, gives Dan a high-five and Dan hands him the microphone

G-Crusher: HEYAZ, EW-f**kin-A!!!! [a mixed reaction, but cheers mainly ride out] I've come to the EWA to crack some skullz and raise the roof! ...but I'm not talking about that gooney arm-wiggling dance move, I'm talking about raising the roof by makin you all SCREAM!!! [a small pop from the audience] Well, I was talking to my friend, Dan "The Destroyer", and he said, "Hey, why don't we go over to 'where the little girls play' and show 'em how REAL men wrestle??" I was all up for it! And I look around, and I see all of you out there, waiting for a real challenge.

I also saw Venereal Disease... oh, that isn't his name, sorry... Violent Dark, the initials are so similar... anywho, I saw *it* wrestling, and I thought to myself, that's the first person I'd love to beat over the head. But anywho, the fact remains that we will be the number one force in this federation. We ARE to be feared. And if "humility" and "quitting" aren't already in your vocabulary, call us up, and we'll be MORE than happy to hand-draw it into the pages for you, B*TCH!! So, VD, feel like takin an a$$-whoopin from the main g? You can be the first to say, "I was g-Crush'ed!" cuz when I lock down my finishing move, there's nothing left to do but submit!

g poses with his forearms at chest level in an X, his hands, in black fingerless gloves, posed in "I love you" signs... the g-sign

G-Crusher: I *am* the g!!

Merlin tosses the mic back to Dan and the explosions rock the arena once again

Dan: "Now that just leaves two surprises left. The first is this...Cyris...if you and your little group can stay together after this weekend..Merlin and I challenge you and either of the other two to a tag match next week. The final surprise is just gonna have to wait but I promise it will knock your FUCKIN SOCKS OFF!"

Dan drops the mic as the pyro explodes again. "Man in the Box" blares once again as Merlin and Dan make their way back to the dressing rooms.

Wayne Rothschild: "So Dan the Destroyer, the former WC World Champion makes another appearance but this time with his fellow Union member G-Crusher. What role will both men play in the future of the EWA is still unknown but if they plan on prove WC's superiority then I promise you the fans, that they will fail."

Richard Riley: "You are pretty bold for someone who is wheelchair bound. It's not like you can do anything."

Wayne Rothschild: "One more comment and you are going to be selling Cracker Jacks at Mariner's games. The war between WC and the EWA may be over but the animosity is still there. Let's get down to the ring for the next match. I'm tired of talking about this."

Richard Riley: "I was just informed that the Riot Squad is not in the arena so the next match will only be Simply Irresistible versus Surviving Justice,"

 Dee Brown and Que wait in the ring for Simply Irresistible. "Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts over the PA as "Stunning" Simon Spencer and "Pretty Boy" Paul Stevens hit the ring doing 90!

Que gets flattened by Stevens with a running clothesline. Brown gets rocked with a series of rights and lefts until he hits the corner. Simply Irresistible then double teams Que, sending him to the ropes and hitting a double elbow which floors him.

Then they pull Brown out of the corner and give him a double elbow for his trouble too. Que rolls to the outside as the ref sends Stevens to the apron and Spencer hooks Brown in a Suplex. Brown reels and tries to get back to his corner but is cut off by Spencer who throws him to a corner. Brown staggers out into a powerslam.

Spencer tags to Stevens who quickly rushes the ring but gets caught by a drop toe hold from Brown, who stumbles to his corner to make the tag. Que rushes in but misses a clothesline, Stevens kicks him in the mid-section, hooks him and hits a crushing powerbomb on Que, nearly breaking him in half. Stevens hooks up Que and hits the Pretty Piledriver, and covers.

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Brown with a save! Stevens shrugs off the attack and tags in Spencer. Stevens then runs over and shoves Brown to the floor. He heads to the floor and continues to attack Dee while Spencer pulls up Que and hits a Stun Gun DDT on him. He covers.

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WINNERS: Simple Irresistible by DDT

Richard Riley: "So Simply Irresistible make short work of the team of Dee Brown and Que in their debut here in the EWA."

Wayne Rothschild: "They did look very good. Brown and Que have been together for a while but Simply Irresistible was, well, simply dominating in the ring. I expect to big things from this team in the future. Who knows? We may actually be seeing future EWA tag team champions."

Richard Riley: "One thing I've learned in the EWA is that anything is possible. Moving right along with the show, we have a battle of two of our top cruiserweights battle."

The lights dim, and the theme to the movie "Halloween" wafts from the speakers, loud enough to cover the hushed crowd at this packed out arena.

Richard Riley: "What the heck is going on? "Fox" isn't supposed to be wrestling here. This is supposed to be Da Playa and Sean Griffin!

Strobe lights flash in a myriad of colors as a figure starts to drop from the ceiling on a zipline! Fox is coming down in the classic fashion of Sting, Raven, and a myriad of others. His blond hair is done in a ponytail, and his head is down. The lights continue to pulse in time with the music, until Fox reaches the ring... and collapses..?!

The lights and music suddenly stop, and the house lights come up. Fox isn't moving, and his ponytail is in his face. EMTs go to the scene and roll him... no... That's not Fox! The camera gets a close up... it's... Crystal Laine?! Oh my god, her throat's been cut! The camera snaps quickly to the announcer's, and Wayne looks especially distraught and angry.

Wayne Rothschild: "CRYSTAL! Dear God! NO! Hurry Up! Get some paramedics down to ring! HELP HER! NO! NOT CRYSTAL!"

Wayne's face is white with horror and you can see tears start to roll down from his eyes as he rolls out of the booth to see if his fiancée is really dead or if this is just some sick joke. Richard Riley is left alone in the booth and he seems very shaken.

Richard Riley: "Umm…ladies and gentlemen, it is very hard to find any words right now. I just hope that this is not what it appears. Crystal Laine, has been with the EWA since the very beginning and …Oh God, this would be just a tragedy. I'm getting word that something is going on in the back at Hans Taubmann's locker room. Let's go to the back."

In the locker rooms, the cameras are on a certain Locker room door, with the name plate of Hans "Fox" Taubmann on it. A large, mean looking security man knocks on the door, then knocks again. A stern looking Fox opens the door, and before the guard can speak, snaps out:

Fox: THERE you are! I waited back here for you like I was told to, and I bet anything I missed my interview time!

Security: Mr. Taubmann, where were you tonight?

Fox: I just told you! I was waiting here. If you'd bother to come back here, you would know that!

The security guard raises his radio to his mouth.

Security: Did one of you clowns come and get Taubmann for his interview?

Voices: "No, I thought Steve was going to do it." "Steve's off!" "Damnit!" "Not here!"

Security: Well.... I'm sorry Mr. Fox, but Miss Laine was killed before your spot and dropped into the ring during your interview time.

Fox: Oh, my... How... horrible!

The camera finally gets a shot of the inside of the locker room. On a stand near the mirror is a glass filled with a dark red liquid.

Security: What're you drinking, Mr. Taubmann?

Fox hesitates, then fixes the security guard with a piercing, cold stare, contrasting the grin on his face.

Fox: It's... wine... would you like some?

Richard Riley: "The scene in the ring is truly horrible. EMTs as well as the head doctor of the EWA are the ring trying to revive Crystal while VP Rothschild holds her hand. The corner of the ring as well as Wayne's shirt are both covered in blood. You can see that Wayne is sobbing uncontrollably."

One of the EMTs finally looks at his watch and shakes his head. They move Crystal onto a stretcher and cover her with a white sheet. Wayne lets out a huge scream and holds Crystal's dead hand as the EMTs begin to wheel the dead body of Crystal Laine away.

Richard Riley: "What has just happened is simply unbelievable. The horror appears to be real. Crystal Laine, is dead at age 26. As the EMTs wheel Cyrstal into the back, ring technicians are trying to clean up the ring so that the show can go on. I think we are just about ready to get to another match. Suddenly titles and main events don't seem so important any more.

Inside the ring we see Da Playa awaiting his opponent Shawn Griffin. Days of the New starts pouring out of the speakers and throughout the arena as Shawn Griffin makes his way to the ring. Shawn enters the ring and Da Playa starts the action right away.

DP shoots him into the ropes and bounces off the other side nailing him with a flying clothesline taking him to the mat. DP to the middle turnbuckle and comes off with a leg drop but SG moves out of the way and DP hit the mat. SG back up and he takes DP, lifts him up and into a tombstone piledriver! SG now goes for the pin but DP kicks out of it at two. SG pulls him back up and shoots him into the ropes catching him off with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. SG goes for another pin but DP kicks out again.

DP gets up slow, holding his back and Griffin nails him with a dropkick. DP back up, leaning against the ropes. Griffin runs at him and nails him with a clothesline, sending him out of the ring. Griffin waits for DP to get up. He spring boards up to the top rope and flies off with a shooting star press. Both men hit the ground hard.

Griffin is the first man up. He pulls DP to his feet and then rocks him with a few forearms. Griffin goes to whip DP into the ring post but DP reverses it, sending Griffin crashing back first into the post. DP runs at Griffin but Griffin moves out of the way and DP connects with the post face first. DP is staggering around. Griffin grabs him in a waist lock from behind and nails a nasty belly-to-back suplex.

Griffin grabs DP by the hair and slams him into the ring railing. Griffin grabs a camera cord and wraps it around DP's throat. Griffin has a wild look on his face as he pulls the cord tight. The referee jumps out of the ring and orders Griffin to let go. Griffin makes a move like he is going to hit the referee but doesn't. He turns back towards DP who nails him with a low blow and then a hard upper cut to the face.

DP picks up a chair and cracks Griffin over the back with it. He rears back and nails him again. The referee screams for DP to get back into the ring so he throws his opponent back in. DP scales the ropes and nails a missile dropkick as Griffin gets back to his feet. DP goes for a cover…

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3…No…Griffin got his shoulder up.

DP slams his fist on the mat and then begins stomping on Griffin. He grabs Griffin and a front facelock but then lifts him up for a vertical suplex. DP flies into the ropes, comes back and nails a spinning heel kick to Griffin. He picks up for what looks like a powerbomb but Griffin reverses it into a huricanranna.

Griffin climbs the ropes. It looks like he is going for his finisher but DP is back up. DP is over at the turnbuckle and climbs up after Griffin. He locks on a front facelock and it looks like he is trying to got for a superplex. Griffin holds on the the top rope and with one hand and nails DP in the gut with the other. Griffin nails a few more shots and then pushes DP off. DP hit his head hard on the mat. Griffin is up. He flies off. Griffin just hit the Nightlite. He goes for the cover…

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Winner: Shawn Griffin via the Nightlight

Griffin walks out of the ring and Da Playa is struggling to his feet when a man in comes walking down to the ring. He is wearing a sharp suit and his skin appears to be of a bronze tone. It's Peter Damien, one of the newcomers to the EWA. He is carrying something in his hand. It's a bag of tortilla chips. He climbs into the ring, walks up behind DP and slams the bag of tortilla chips over his head. Chips fly everywhere as DP turns around stunned.

Damien nails DP in the gut with a boot and then DDTs his right onto the bag of tortilla chips. DP is out and Damien reaches into the his jacket pocket and pulls out a jar of salsa. He flips off the lid and begins to pour the salsa in DP's mouth and all over his face.

Peter Damien: "There's only one kind of Mexican and that's an excellent Mexican!"

Richard Riley: "Okay! What an exciting match between Shawn Griffin and Da Playa. Griffin comes away the winner and continues to move up the ranks. It shouldn't be long before Griffin gets his hands on Tommy Grayson and the rest of Devastation, Inc. VP Rothschild has not returned yet and we are trying to find someone to replace him for the rest of the show."

A man in his early thirties walks into the booth.

Richard Riley: "It looks like I will be joined by a new addition to the EWA broadcast team, Roger Coughlin. Roger, this is a pleasure!"

Roger Coughlin: "Yeah! For you! Just stay out of my way and things will go fine."

Richard Riley: "Umm…yes..Well, Roger any comments on the pay per view so far or the last match?"

Roger Coughlin: "That last match was terrible and all I can say about the pay per view is that it sucks to be Rothschild! Too bad for him!"

Richard Riley: "That may be the most disgusting comment I've ever heard! Let's get to the next match before I'm sick!"

"Judgment Day" by Method begins to play and Shawn Foster makes his way down to the ring. He is surprisingly by himself as he enters the ring. The music fades into "Smack My Bitch Up" by Prodigy and the crowd erupts in boos. Tyrant makes his way down to the ring with only Drifter. The two see that Foster is by himself, and the two of them turn to him and laugh. Tyrant hops up onto the ring apron and just as he gets one leg through the ropes, Foster kicks the ropes, and Tyrant falls to the mat.

Foster picks up Tyrant and nails a snap suplex before he can get over being crotched with the middle rope. He gets up and begins to taunt Drifter. Drifter gets up on the ring apron and the ref stops him. While Foster is turned away from Tyrant, he gets to his feet and gains his composure. As Foster turns around, Tyrant levels him with a spinning heel kick. He waits for Foster to get back to his feet and gets a running start off of the ropes and levels him with a spinning elbow.

Tyrant seems to be gaining more momentum now, and is beginning to bring the match into his own pace. He first picks up Foster and nails him with a belly to belly suplex. He doesn’t even give Foster a chance to get his breath back, as he picks him up and nails him with a rocker dropper. A big smirk grows on his face as his lifts up Foster and puts his head between his legs. He lifts him up and holds him there for a few seconds before dropping him with a spinning pile driver.

Violent Dark has made his way down to the ring and positions himself on the opposite side of Drifter. Tyrant thinks the match is over and he goes over and high fives Drifter. He walks back over and as he picks up Foster again, but Foster grabs Tyrant and rolls him up in a small package. The ref was out of position so it takes him a second to count the pin.

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thrr… no kick out by Tyrant.

Tyrant gets up and starts booting Foster over and over again. This time he apparently won’t let that happen. He turns and signals over to Drifter, then to VD. Drifter gets the ref’s attention and Tyrant holds up Foster as VD hops up on the ropes. From the stands comes Natural Born Killah, and he is behind VD. NBK grabs the legs of VD and pulls him off the ropes, and he lands face first on the ring apron. Tyrant drops Foster and begins yelling for NBK to come into the ring. While yelling at him, Foster gets up and waits for Tyrant to turn around. When he does he nails him with the Natural Death, NBK’s finisher. He makes the cover and NBK yells for the ref to come over and make the count. He comes over and does.

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Winner and NEW EWA Cruiserweight Champion:

Shawn Foster via Natural Death

Richard Riley: "Once again, we have a new EWA Cruiserweight champion!"

Roger Coughlin: "If Death Row wasn't so incompetent, Tyrant may have held onto the title longer than five minutes. I'm sure Foster will bring the Cruiserweight title to a new plateau."

Richard Riley: "Is that an actually compliment I hear from you?"

Roger Coughlin: "I'm sorry! What I meant to say was that Foster will bring the belt to a new plateau of low…Hahahahahahahaha!"

Richard Riley: "Always the wise Comedian?"

Roger Coughlin: "If you really want to see something funny, you should watch the next match. I'll bet that Roadkill becomes the second champion to lose his title in record time."

Richard Riley: "Fury is a good young talent but I'm not sure if he has what it takes to defeat Roadkill."

Roger Coughlin: "Roadkill only has the belt because Sledge was jealous of Grayson and had to stick his big nose in where it wasn't wanted. Let's go to the match so you can see how right I am!"

 "Disposable Heroes" by Metallica begins playing and a huge amount of crowd noise begins as the challenger for the TV Title, Myke Fury, makes his way down to the ring. Fury appears to be very focused as he slowly walks down the aisle. He gets to the ringside area, but does not enter the ring. He takes his time, walking around the ring, shaking the bottom rope as he walks. Fury finally stops at the ring steps on the far corner and walks up them and into the ring. He steps through the ropes, and stays in that corner and begins staring down the aisle as his music fades out.

For a few moments all that is heard is the roar of the crowd in anticipation for the current TV Champ, Roadkill. When Marilyn Manson’s "Beautiful People" starts playing, the roar of the crowd becomes louder, as Roadkill begins making his way to the ring as well. He still has a slight limp in his walk, still showing the effects from the match against Tommy Grayson. RK gets to the ring, but does not enter the ring. By this time Fury has moved to the center of the ring and is carefully watching every move of RK. RK takes off the belt from around his waist, and holds it in his hand as he carefully rolls into the ring. Fury does not attack, as RK quickly gets up to his feet. He hands the belt to the ref, and the ref first shows it to Fury then holds it high for the crowd to see. RK’s music fades out, as the ref signals for the match to begin.

The two men instantly get into each other’s face, and begin to shout insults. This stand down shows that these two are the same size. The two then go into a collar and elbow tie up. The jockey for position for a few seconds before RK finally gets enough control to put Fury in a standing headlock. Fury quickly brings RK to the ropes and RK lets go of the hold. The two back off and just as they are about to go back in the tie up Fury boots RK in the stomach. He puts RK in a headlock, but again it does not last, as RK pushes him off. Fury goes running into the ropes, and when he comes running back toward RK he tries for a clothesline but Fury ducks it, and stops to grab him for a belly to back suplex. He tries once, but is met with a series of elbows. Fury finally lets go of the hold and RK turns and levels him with a clothesline. He picks Fury up and hooks him for a DDT, but Fury sets his feet and take him over in a northern lights suplex. Fury doesn’t bridge the suplex, and RK locks his arms around the waist of Fury and bridges up circles around and underhooks both of Fury’s arms. He drops to his knees and puts Fury into a pinning predicament with a back slide.

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thr… kick out by Fury.

The two get back to their feet, and RK tries a clothesline, but Fury catches his arm and does some sort of karate throw on him. RK gets up, but is met with a wicked sidekick to the head. This staggers him back into the corner, and Fury sees this as his chance to pounce. He first hits a big splash onto RK, but then backs up to connect with a series of kicks to the head and gut. RK sinks lower and lower to the mat, and Fury seems to be on a roll. When RK finally drops to the mat, Fury shows the first signs of emotion and turns and lets out a big war cry. He turns back and just before he could connect with another kick, RK reaches out with a kick to the left knee of Fury. His leg buckles, and he falls to the mat. RK doesn’t get up, but he does grab the left leg of Fury and slides out of the ring.

RK bounces Fury’s left leg off of the turnbuckle pole two times before letting go. He calls for one more, and just when he grabs the legs of Fury, Fury pulls them back and RK’s face comes crashing into the pole. He crumples to the floor, and Fury rolls out of the ring. He picks him up, and whips him into the guardrail. Fury then reaches under the ring, and pulls out a table and leans it up against the guardrail. He goes over and picks up but RK reacts quickly and grabs the left leg of Fury, and lifts him up and drops him knee first through the table. A scream of pain comes from Fury as he crashes through the table and to the floor. RK backs off, and leans on the ring apron catching his breath, but Fury appears to be in too much pain to do much about it. He is on the floor between the pieces of table holding his left knee. RK the slowly moves over to Fury and tries to pick him up, but it appears that Fury cannot put any pressure on his left leg. RK then just begins to drag him over to the ring, and grabs him throws him back into the ring.

RK enters the ring and drags Fury into the center of the ring. He picks up Fury’s left leg and calls for a figure four. Just as he steps over, Fury find a way to reach up and roll RK up into a small package.

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thrrrrrrr… no, so close.

RK gets up, but so does Fury. Fury is obviously favoring his left leg, and he got up to his feet. RK sees this as his big chance and he runs toward Fury. Fury ducks it, and scoops him up on his shoulder, maybe we’ll see the Fury’s Hell. Fury can’t hold up RK and they both drop to the mat. RK gets right up and calls for his finisher. He carefully waits for Fury to get up and he hooks the head and connects strongly with the Roadkill Stunner! He holds his arms up in victory before rolling over and making the cover.

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Fury kicks out! RK is in absolute shock over this. He gets right up and begins yelling at the ref in utter frustration. Fury has been slowly making it to his feet in this time, and by the time RK turns around Fury is back to his feet. Fury takes a desperate swing at RK, but RK ducks it and brings him up in his shoulders, seemingly for a Death Valley Driver of his own. Fury though instantly reverses it into a devastating DDT. Both men are down and the ref begins the mandatory ten count.

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7… RK begins to get to his feet.

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9… Fury gets to his feet as well.

Both men are up and slowly make their way toward one another. The meet in the center of the ring and begin swinging at one another with wild haymakers. Both men hit punches that have very little effect on the other, since they have already taken such a beating. RK blocks one punch by Fury and instantly follows up the block with a lunging clothesline. RK is the first to stagger to his feet, but not too shortly after does Fury get to his feet. Fury appears to be out on his feet when RK kick him in the gut and hooks his head yet again for the Roadkill Stunner. He connects it, then just lays his arm across the chest of Fury.

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Winner and Still EWA TV Champ: Roadkill via Roadkill Stunner

Richard Riley: "That was a hard fought match for Roadkill but he still manages to hang onto the TV title in his first defense.

Roger Coughlin: "You been drinkin again, Riley. You Irish lay abouts are all the same. Fury obviously was robbed. I suggest you get those Coke bottles cleaned and watch the same damn match that I am."

Richard Riley: "Always pleasant to work with. So what is your thoughts about the next match, our North American title match?"

Roger Coughlin: "Irish Rebel takes it in a laugher. I used to laugh at guys like Rebel but ever since he got an edge to him, I actually like him. Sledge on the other hand is such a pansy. I could give two craps about him. I'm glad he is the one and only Johnny sledge because I couldn't stomach another one."

Richard Riley: "While I don't agree with your opinions, I will honor them."

Roger Coughlin: "Great for you. Let's go see this mockery of wrestling."

"Epic" by Faith No More rocks the Kingdome. Pyrotechnics go off above the ring as Johnny Sledge walks out to a thunderous ovation from the fans. He quickly moves down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans as he goes. He slides into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle as the fans continue to scream.

"Fuck Off" by ICP begins to play and the cheers immediately change over to boos. Rebel walks out wearing the EWA North American championship belt strapped around his waist. Rebel has a cocky look on his face and he taunts the fans as he slowly walks to the ring for the very important match.

Johnny Sledge is sitting up on the turnbuckle as the ref walks over and checks Irish Rebel...The ref checks Rebel and walks over and checks Sledge...the ref walks to the center of the ring and calls for the bell.......

*DING*

*DING*

*DING*

Rebel rushes right in on Sledge and kicks him in the stomach. Rebel and Sledge are in the middle of the ring trading lefts and rights. Rebel is getting the advantage. Irish Rebel grabs Sledge and whips him across the ring to the ropes. Sledge comes off and Irish Rebel hits Johnny Sledge with a cross body splash....quick roll up....

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Sledge kicks out hard

Rebel gets up and pulls Sledge to his feet. Rebel has Sledge....SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE and Sledge hits the mat hard....Rebel rushes in and applies a camel clutch onto Johnny Sledge...Sledge is pulling his weight and the weight of Irish Rebel to the ropes...He makes it to the ropes and the ref makes Rebel get off...

Rebel stands up and stomps right on the small of Sledges back. Sledge is holding his back as he uses the ropes to get to his feet...Rebel rushes right in and shoulder blocks Sledge in the back...Rebel grabs Sledge and whips him hard into the turnbuckle...Sledge nails his back hard on the turnbuckle...Rebel walks over to Sledge and slaps him across the face...Rebel grabs Sledge for a belly-to-belly suplex onto the mat for a cover....

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3…No…Sledge got his foot onto the bottom rope...

Rebel gets up mad. He scoops up Sledge and whips him across the ring to the ropes again...Sledge comes off and Rebel goes for a hard lariat...Sledge ducks under and hops on Rebels back and has a crucifix pin....

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Rebel kicked....

They both get up to there feet around the same time...Rebel grabs Sledge and sticks his head in a front face lock and looks to hit a DDT. Sledge pushes out and Rebel hits the mat. Sledge grabs Rebel and puts him in a half Boston Crab!...Rebel breaks the crab after a few seconds...Sledge, still favoring his back grabs Irish Rebels knee and rams it hard into the mat...Irish Rebel rolls around grabbing his knee...

Johnny Sledge scoops up Rebel...Sledge Piledrives Rebel hard into the mat...Rebel is out...Johnny Sledge gets up and goes to the turnbuckle...Sledge climbs to the top rope...SLEDGE COMES OFF WITH A 360 Splash....Rebel moves...Sledge Hits his back hard on the mat...

Rebel gets up and hobbles over because of his knee. He scoops up Johnny Sledge and nails a Belly-to back suplex.!!!!...Sledge nails the mat hard....Rebel gets up and moves in...Rebel puts Sledge in a chicken wing type move...Sledge is hollering in pain...Rebel releases the hold and picks up Sledge...Rebel puts Sledge between his legs...HIGH UP...REBEL POWERBOMBS SLEDGE HARD INTO THE MAT....Rebel goes for the cover....

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Somehow Sledge kicks out...Rebel is pissed...

Rebel picks up Sledge again and puts him in an abdominal stretch. The ref is asking Sledge if he quits as Irish Rebel grabs the ropes for more leverage...Sledge begins to holler louder... The ref checks Rebel but Rebel moves his hand off....The ref checks Sledge again and Rebel grabs the ropes again...The ref sees Rebel and makes him break the hold...

Rebel pushes Sledge down to the mat...Rebel bounces off the ropes and nails Johnny Sledge with a hard elbow right to the back....Rebel gets up and starts stomping right on the back of Sledge...The ref is asking Sledge if he wants to continue...Sledge says yes so Irish Rebel scoops up Johnny Sledge and whips him to the ropes...Rebel waits and nails Sledge with a dropkick as he comes off the ropes...Sledge is hit so hard he goes flying out through the ropes.

Sledge staggers over to the ring railing. Rebel climbs out to the ring apron and comes off looking to nail a double axe handle. Sledge moves out to the way and punches Rebel in the gut as he comes down. Rebel nails the ring railing. Sledge looks winded but he grabs Rebel by the back of the head and slams him face first into the railing. Sledge then lifts up Rebel and drops him throat first across the railing but you can see that Sledge's back is still bothering him.

Sledge continues to pound on Rebel but here comes Tommy Grayson out of the back. He slowly walks down to the ring. Sledge finally sees him and starts to walk over towards him. Grayson is taunting Sledge, which gives Irish Rebel a moment to collect himself. Rebel runs up behind and clubs Sledge across the back. He puts Sledge in a front chancery and nails a hard, snap suplex. Sledge's back takes a pounding as he hits the concrete.

Rebel drags Sledge back over to the ring and rolls him under the bottom rope. Grayson is down at ringside, watching the match with a big smile on his face. Rebel is mocking Sledge. He is leaning over Sledge and he begins slapping him in on the face. Rebel begins to do an Irish Jig and then goes over to the turnbuckle. He climbs to the top and flies off attempting a centon back splash. Sledge rolls out of the way at the last second. Both men are down.

Both men get up slowly and begin slugging it out. Sledge grabs Rebel in a headlock but Rebel pushes him off, sending him into the ropes. Sledge hits the ropes and Grayson grabs Sledge's foot and drags him out of the ring. Rebel follows him out. Grayson is holding Sledge as Rebel pounds away but here comes Shawn Griffin.

He spins Grayson around and starts nailing Grayson with lefts and rights. Grayson thinks better of the altercation or the possibility of damaging his chances of winning the Global title and hightails it back to the locker rooms just as Irish Rebel runs at Sledge. Sledge ducks down and catches Rebel in a fireman's carry. Sledge hits the Wrecking Ball but both men are down on the canvas.

Griffin goes over and tries to get Sledge to his feet. He slaps Sledge in the face trying to get him back into the match. Sledge shakes off the cobwebs and rolls Rebel into the ring. He starts to slowly pull himself up onto the ring apron. Sledge continues to climb up to the top turnbuckle. Rebel still is not moving. Sledge stands on shaky legs and lets out a scream. He jumps off hitting his patented guillotine leg drop across Rebel's throat. Sledge is exhausted but he rolls over an throws a arm across Rebel….

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Shawn Griffin jumps into the ring and pulls Sledge to his feet. He raises the arm of a very weary Johnny Sledge, the new EWA North American champion as the referee presents him with the belt.

Winner and New EWA North American Champion:

Johnny Sledge

Richard Riley: "Sledge Wins! Sledge wins!!!"

Roger Coughlin: "Good for him! He would never of done a thing if Griffin didn't butt in."

Richard Riley: "That's what I love about guys like you, Roger. You always point out when any of the fan favorites get involved but you conveniently forget when any of the scum bags you like stick there noses into a match."

Roger Coughlin: "Hey! Grayson just came down to watch match. It's not Tommy's fault that Sledge couldn't keep his eye on the match. What do we got left here. I got important plans."

Richard Riley: "The finals of the EWA tag team tournament to crown a new champion will be up next."

Roger Coughlin: "You joking me? One of these loser teams gets to walk out with gold. Let's just get this over with already!"

 Matchbox 20’s "Push" echoes through the arena as the South Syndicate Soldiers make their way down the aisle. They get a mixed reaction from the crowd, because even though they have made it all the way to the finals, they have been controversial wins. The get to the ring, and Allen slides into the ring, while Morlock hops up onto the ring apron then hops over the top rope to get into the ring. The two stand in the middle of the ring, discussing their game plan, as their music fades out.

When the music for the number one seed, Death Row, begins to play, the crowd erupts in an enormous chorus of boos. Violent Dark and Drifter walk down to the ring side by side, with Tyrant and Dawgbone following close behind them. The make it to the ring, and VD and Drifter enter the ring, while Tyrant and Dawgbone wait on the outside.

The four men all stand in the ring as the ref calls for the bell, to signal the beginning of the match. Not hesitating all four men begin brawling with one another. Drifter is paired of against Allen and VD against Morlock. Morlock and VD are brawling closer and closer to the ropes. Morlock has VD reeling against the ropes now, and he leans back and clotheslines VD over the tope rope. The momentum of the clothesline takes him over as well. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring the bigger man, Drifter, is gaining an advantage on the over Allen. Drifter picks up and slams Allen to the mat, and Allen gets right back up only to be slammed right back down to the mat. Drifter then connects with a standing leg drop to the throat. Drifter stands back up and lifts up Allen to his feet. He goes for another slam, but Allen hops over the shoulder of Drifter and hits him with a side belly to back suplex.

The action on the outside has been just as devastating as on the inside. Both VD and Morlock are trading punches near the aisle. Tyrant and Dawgbone are standing right there cheering on their stable mate. VD decides to try for it all and he goes for a clothesline, but Morlock ducks the clothesline and sets up and crotches VD on the guardrail. Morlock then turns and kicks Dawgbone in the balls, and clotheslines Tyrant. He turns back to VD and hits a series of loud knife edged chops onto the chest. VD, out of desperation thumbs Morlock in the eyes.

Back in the ring, Drifter and Allen and barely standing on their feet in the center of the ring. In the background you see that Morlock has been knocked down by VD, and VD is sneaking into the ring behind the back of Allen. Allen is gaining the advantage while VD sneaks into the ring. He knocks Drifter down to one knee and then sets him up for the jumping piledriver. VD then finally reenters the ring and clotheslines Allen in the back of the head. Allen crashes to the mat, and VD helps up his tag team partner. The two then proceed to pummel Allen. Every time he tries to get up, he is met with a series of boots from Drifter and VD.

The outside is a similar scene as Dawgbone and Tyrant are doing the same to Morlock. These two though make a grave mistake, and turn away from him. Morlock has a chair slid under the guardrail. He is let get to his knees, and then turns and nails Dawgbone and Tyrant with the chair.

Drifter and VD seem ready to finish of Allen when Morlock slides into the ring with the chair. Drifter is the first to turn around, and is met with the chair shot right to the side of the head. Drifter stagger to the ropes, as VD turns to Morlock. Morlock is about to take a swing but VD kicks him in the stomach. Morlock drops the chair and VD whips Morlock into the ropes. Morlock reverses it though and catches VD and hits a wicked spinning spine buster onto the chair. He goes for the first cover of the match.

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thrrr… no, save by Drifter.

Drifter picks up Morlock and nails him with a belly to belly suplex. Just as Drifter gets up, he is met by a running dropkick from Allen. Drifter begins to stagger and Allen goes over and picks up the chair. He drills him in the head, and Drifter falls back and gets caught in the ropes. VD is starting to get up but is instantly set up by Allen for a piledriver. Morlock gets to his feet and climbs up the on the ropes.

Dawgbone starts to climb into the ring but the referee sees and stops him. Dawgbone is arguing with the referee which gives Tyrant the opportunity to climb on the ring apron. He grabs Morlock's leg and pulls him off of the top rope. Morlock falls off and hits the concrete hard. Tyrant scales the ropes and leaps off nailing Allen in the face with a spinning heel kick. Drifter finally gets himself free of the ropes.

Tyrant slides out of the ring and rolls Morlock back in. Drifter picks up Morlock and nails him with a belly to belly suplex. Just as Drifter gets up, he is met by a running dropkick from Allen. Drifter begins to stagger and Allen, who is still wobbly goes over and picks up the chair. He takes a swing, but Drifter ducks it. He kicks him in the gut, and Allen drops the chair. Drifter then hooks Allen in the pump handle, and lets out one big joyous scream as he drives Allen into the mat with the Social Outcast! He makes the cover. Dawgbone drops off the apron and the ref maneuvers around the sea of bodies in the ring, to make the count.

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Winners and NEW EWA Tag Team Champions:

Death Row via Social Outcast

Roger Coughlin: "Finally some justice is done! Death Row wins the World Tag Team titles!"

Richard Riley: "I think you better lay off the cough serum there punchy. The South Syndicate Soldiers were blatantly robbed. They were an instant from hitting the Syndicate Spike until all of Death Row had to interfere to preserve the win for their stable."

Roger Coughlin: "This is wrestling buddy. Those things happen. Stop whining about it. If the SSS did that you'd probably be jumping for joy."

Richard Riley: "I would probably be happier had the SSS won but at least I'd be objective about it."

Roger Coughlin: "don't get your glasses all fogged up. We're almost out of here. One more match and you can drink yourself into oblivion like normal. It's time to watch Grayson beat the hell out of the chump…ummm…I mean champ Cyris!"

Richard Riley : Well here, we go. Buckle up kids, cause we are in store for a BUMPY ride. This is the Main Event of the night. Two D.I. members that are gonna go at it for the ultimate prize, the Global Hardcore EWA Championship. Let's not waste another moment, let's get down to the ring!!!

As we zoom to the ring where we see guest ring announcer and Porn legend Christy Canyon.......Her large chest is swallowing what she is wearing as the crowd chants...TAKE IT FF!!!!! TAKE IT OFF!!!!!!

C.Canyon: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the MAIN EVENT of the evening. This match will be a one hour time limit for the Global Hardcore EWA Championship. Lets get Underway!!!!!!!!!

"Sympathy For The Devil" by The Rolling Stones as the crowd is up in arms and the familiar sounds gets a round of cheers.

C.Canyon : Standing at 6'2" and weighing in at 262 pounds. He hails from Brooklyn New York and is accomponied by Honey. Here he is ...." The Loose Cannon ".....TOMMY GRAYSON!!!!!!!!

Grayson walks out from the back with Honey right behind him as the crowd gets up and chants for the extreme one. Grayson is walking down with such drive, such determination, this may be his night to own the EWA and be on top. Grayson jumps in the ring we can make out his gear for tonight....which is black trunks with the letters "F.U.B." on the back, black kneepads with knee braces, black wrestling boots, and white athletic tape around his wrists. And now to compliement it is his new addition, his " D.I. " T-shirt, with the words " The Loose Cannon " on the back. He yells at the crowd as the crowd yells back. Then the lights dim as a dim red light fills the aisle and illuminated the entrance. Then the familiar song.." Welcome to the Jungle " blares over the audio system which gets the crowd going nuts, or as someone put it, like the second coming of Jesus.))

C.Canyon: Hailing from Phoenix , Arizona. He stands at 6'11" and weighs in at 328 pounds. He is the leader of Devastation Inc and is known as "The Extreme Machine ". Here is the Global Hardcore EWA Champion............CYRIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The crowd goes nuts booing as they await the big man. Grayson paces back and forth as we waits in anticipation. The music still blares out and then.

Richard Riley : What the Hell???

Cyris walks out in a very sleek gray Armani suit. He is wearing his signature Gargoyle sunglasses and is strutting down with the Global Hardcore EWA Championship draped over his shoulder, and it is looking as shiny as ever. Cyris makes his way down, slapping hands as the crowd after all this time has taken a liking to his extreme ways. Grayson is confused as Cyris makes his way around the ring, soaking it all in and then slowly stepping in the ring. He finally gets to the top and points at Grayson and shakes his finger and laughs. Grayson is laughing but seems irrate. Cyris steps in and walks around the ring as the crowd continues to chant. Cyris makes his way over to Canyon , looks her up and down and whispers in her ear. Canyon smacks him but then grabs him and plants a BIG one on the champ. Cyris laughs as Canyon makes her way out and gives Cyris the mic. Cyris stands in the center and smiles at Grayson and then looks at the crowd.

Cyris: Well, well , well, Hello SEATTLE!!!!!!!!! (( The crowd boos loudly........)) Now , I know what you all are wondering here with me tonight. And I know that a certain someone in this ring is totally confused...

Cyris looks and points to Grayson.....who looks pissed.

Cyris : Well, I know this was supposed to be a title match and this was supposed to be a HUGE night for Grayson. Well this is still a huge night, but more for me than anyone else. Now Tommy, I know you remember when I told you that I had a HUGE surprise for you on this night. Well it is coming soon. But let me talk for a bit. What is about to go on tonight in a few minutes is bigger than D.I. and it is about me. I remember when I came here as an extremely raw talent. I was ripping into people and had some sick ideas. I was untamed and had no immediate goals. I came here to the EWA for fun and hell.............

Cyris shrugs his shoulders.

Cyris : I came here to kick ass and get paid. It wasn't about belts, it was about money. As I watched the EWA take me in , I took others in. I formed Death Row a ways back and took them to the top. Then at the pinnacle at Stable Wars 98, I jumped ship tp join Devastation Inc. . I dont regret one minute, D.I. was the best thing to ever happen to me, thanks to one man...JD ..WHOOOOOO..Freeman..

The crowd whoos back.....as Cyris laughs.

Cyris: So as time passed so did the EWA , I was being tutored by Freeman and D.I. and rose through the ranks. I was a major talent in no time and had major battles. I was the center of TONS of angles and didnt blink twice. I took everything the EWA thrown at me and swallowed it, chewed it, and spit it out. I trained and trained and bled and fought to the top and before you know it, I was in the ring with 11 of the best that the EWA had to offer and did what I had to do , to become the EWA's FIRST EVER GLOBAL CHAMP!!!!!!!!!

You can now hear some cheers mixed in with the boos as Grayson is now sitting on the corner and then makes his way over to Cyris and taps him on the shoulder as Cyris waves him away. Grayson pushes Cyris a bit, and the crowd goes nuts as Cyris turns around quickly.

Cyris : Hold up there a minute there Tommy, the fans came to see me, not you. Now where was I..

Grayson makes his way back to the corner as Honey consoles him.

Cyris : Now as I was saying, I won the belt for the first time and then was stripped when the EWA went through a change. So I was the center of an angle and it was to wrestle the man who was labeled unbeatable...Fang!! It went all the way, and even though I lost, I didn't mind, cause it could of went either way. But at the end of the night, there was another Battle Royal and again I won the Global title....

You can now hear a few more cheers mixed in with the boos.

Cyris : So again , another angle and I lost my title to Ronny Wonder, who was Dirk Ryan and then , guess....I won the title for the THIRD TIME!!!!!

Cyris holds three fingers up in the air as the crowd goes nuts.

Cyris : Three times, I dare to say that this feat will NEVER be matched. No one will have the patience I have had and go through what I went through , but that is what the EWA means to me. SO to wrap things up, my best friend Suicide King left and wanted a piece of me and that opened my eyes. You cant trust anyone!! A man once told me that when you get to the top there is only one way to go....................DOWN!!!! Well I am not going down. Tommy want to know what your surprise is??

Cyris turns around and looks at the entrance as Grayson impatiently waits, then Cyris turns around and raises the mic.

Cyris : I am your surprise and the thing that will level the EWA....my RETIREMENT!!!

The crowd boos at Cyris's words.

Cyris : I gave 100 % percent to the EWA and even though I wasnt always a fan favorite, they treated me fair. Even though the wrestlers in the EWA don't want to admit it, they all wish they were like me. To be in a winning stable and be a three time champ. Well there is only one Cyris and this one is hanging it up.

Grayson is in shock as he cant believe what Cyris has just said...Cyris lifts his glasses and tosses them to the crowd....then Cyris takes his coat off, and slowly unbuttons his shirt as the women go wild to reveal a Black " D.I. " shirt with his familiar saying on the back " Fear This ". Cyris picks up the mic and then looks around with a huge pop from the crowd.

Cyris: This is the only family I knew in the EWA or my life. D.I. is the best thing and always WILL BE in the biz today. Where else do you see a stable of champs.............NO WHERE...well I got one other thing of good news..and this isn't for you Tommy...

Cyris rips off his D.I. shirt to reveal his HUGE physique as the crowd goes nuts.

Cyris: Death Row..........congratulations......the EWA is now yours, Devastation Inc......is DONE!!!!!!

The crowd cant believe it and neither can Grayson , as he stands there wearing his D.I. shirt and is in disbelief what he just heard. Cyris throws the D.I. T-shirt to the fans.

Richard Riley : Amazing!!!!! I cant believe it. First the retirement of Cyris and now the END of D.I.........the end of an era that built the EWA......man, lets get back to the ring.........

Cyris: So there it is, there isn't gonna be a match tonight and I am walking out of here on top of the EWA and as a champ!!

Grayson is furious and then Honey whispers in his ear and Grayson runs to Cyris and rips the belt out of his hand....and runs around yelling out " I AM THE CHAMP!!!!

Richard Riley : Hey here comes VP Rothschild....!!

Rothschild makes his way down he looks very drawn and tired from the earlier ordeal. He gets a lift to the ring via a ramp placed by the apron. Rothschild wheels up to Grayson and rips the belt out of his hand furiously as Cyris stands and watches.

VP Rothschild: "Now Tommy, is that anyway to be presented the EWA Global title. Just hold your horses so you can get what's coming to you.

Grayson begins to smile and raise his arms in victory.

VP Rothschild: "Now everyone just bear with me. For obvious reasons, I'm in no mood for games so I'm going to make this real short and too the point. Even though Cyris and I always had our differences even when I was a member of Devastation, Inc., I always admired him for his passion and dedication to the EWA and the sport of professional wrestling. Tonight Cyris leaves the sport as a champion.

Wayne holds out his hand for Cyris to shake. Cyris walks over and begins to extend his arm to return the favor but he hesitates, shruggs his shoulders, shakes his head no and starts to walk away. Cyris slowly walks back towards the locker rooms to a load cheer from the audience.

VP Rothschild: Now on to the matter at hands of a new champion. I'm sure Cyris retiring is good news for a lot of you out there but unfortunately for one of you that news is not going to be that great. You see, Tommy, you are NOT the EWA Global Champion.

Grayson flied into a rage and is right in Rothschild's face.

Tommy Grayson: "What the hell is this bullshit? I had a match with Cyris for the Global title. He forfeited the match, so I'm the champion. Give me the damn belt, Rothschild or you are going to regret it."

VP Rothschild: "Hollow threats from a hollow man, Tommy. You see if you actually took more time to read over your contracts then you did changing gimmicks and valets, you would have seen that little clause that said, subject to change by the EWA executive committee. That committee is made up of myself, VP Ryan and President Artful. When we learned that Cyris was planning to retired, if was decided that the belt would be vacant until we could decide the on a proper way to crown a new champion."

Grayson rips the belt from Rothschild's hands.

Tommy Grayson: "I'm the champion. This is my belt!"

VP Rothschild: "Tommy, I suggest you calm down and give me back the belt before you force me to do something you will regret. Don't worry. Whatever format we choose, Tommy Grayson will be a part of it. Now be a good boy and hand the belt over."

Grayson turns around. His face is red and you can see his fists begin to clunch at his sides.

VP Rothschild: "Tommy! Give me the belt NOW!"

Tommy Grayson: "You want the belt? Here it is!"

Grayson spins around and nails Rothschild in the side of the face with the belt. Wayne is knocked out of his chair and Grayson begins to stomp on his head. Cyris, who was at the end of the ramp turns around and starts to come back to the ring. Grayson continues to stomp of the VP. Cyris just stands there with a big smile on his face.

Grayson sees Cyris standing there and turns towards him. Cyris motions to Grayson almost as if telling him to continue. Grayson turns back towards Rothschild who is trying to drag himself back into his wheelchair. As soon as Grayson has turned, Cyris grabs him and pulls him off of Rothschild. Grayson lets out a scream of rage and runs at Cyris who quickly back drops Grayson out of the ring. Grayson starts to climb back into the ring but Cyris is waiting for him. Grayson decides not to go into the ring and starts to head back to the lockers to the loud boos from the fans.

Cyris is standing over Rothschild. He leans down and surprisingly picks up Rothschild and places him in his wheelchair. Rothschild stared coldly at Cyris but suddenly Cyris holds out his hand for Wayne to shake. After a short moment, Wayne extends his hand and the two men shake. Cyris grabs a mic.

Cyris: WAYNE WAS D.I.. BEFORE YOU TOMMY and for that YOU CROSSED THE LINE, cause even though he may have been against D.I., he WAS still D.I.!!!! You were never D.I. material and you'll never be the Global champion.

Wayne and Cyris shake hands one more time as the credits begin to roll.

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