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Post by Stephen Grant/ Daron Smythe on Nov 5, 2024 9:58:10 GMT -6
The camera opens with an aerial shot of the packed Sanford Coyote Sports Center in Vermillion, South Dakota. ECWF's Monday Night Mayhem is kicking off in front of an electric crowd on the campus of the University of South Dakota, where fans are chanting and waving signs, ready for an explosive night of action.
[Cut to Commentary Team]
Tom Steiner, dressed in a black suit and signature red tie, stands alongside his partner, Josh Grant, who is sporting a bold ECWF shirt and headset.
Tom Steiner: "Welcome, everyone, to Monday Night Mayhem! ECWF is live here in South Dakota, and we are absolutely pumped to bring you a stacked card tonight from the Sanford Coyote Sports Center!"
Josh Grant: "That's right, Tom! Tonight, we've got one of the most exciting lineups we’ve seen in weeks! The Slaytons are set to defend their ECWF Tag Team Titles in a high-stakes Three Way Dance against not only Victor Kall and Caine Marik but also the powerhouse duo of Erik Holland and Daron Smythe!"
Tom Steiner: "And if that wasn't enough, we’re diving headfirst into the Midwest Title Contender’s Tournament, with Robert Armstrong taking on ECWF icon John Blade, and 'The Poster Boy' Jayden Riley facing Andrew Raynes, who’s hungry to make his mark!"
Josh Grant: "We also have a huge debut tonight in the Diamonds Division! Brittani Bezos steps into an ECWF ring for the first time to square off against none other than 'The Storm' Deena Hixx. You know Deena will be out to test this newcomer in every way possible!"
Tom Steiner: "But let's not forget the brutal side of ECWF. Misery, our Horror Core Champion, defends his title against Ares in what promises to be an absolute war. Misery has been relentless since capturing that belt, and tonight he’s got a God of War to conquer."
Josh Grant: "And in tag team action, we'll see fan favorites Lynn Starr and ֆʏռռ teaming up against Aaliyah Landerson and the reigning Diamonds Champion, Crystal Zdunich! Can these two powerhouse teams work together to make it out with a victory?"
Tom Steiner: "Not to mention, Je$TyR SeRyOu$ has challenged Odin in a special one-on-one contest. With all that bad blood brewing, who knows what chaos could unfold?"
Josh Grant: "Plus, the War Gods are here tonight for their official tag team debut against The Streamers. The War Gods have been tearing through competition, and tonight they’ll look to make another statement!"
Tom Steiner: "The energy is through the roof here in Vermillion! Let’s head down to the ring and get things started—this is Monday Night Mayhem, and it’s going to be unforgettable!"
The camera cuts to the ring as the opening pyrotechnics light up the arena, setting the stage for an epic night.
The camera shifts to the ECWF commentary team, Josh Grant and Tom Steiner, who are seated at ringside. Both look serious as they prepare to discuss the unfolding controversy surrounding the ECWF Heavyweight Title.
Josh Grant: “Ladies and gentlemen, the ECWF Heavyweight Championship situation has taken an unexpected and frankly outrageous turn. Just a weeks days ago, it was revealed that The Dynasty—David and Patrick Slayton—had somehow gotten their hands on the ECWF Heavyweight Title belt. And by ‘gotten their hands on it,’ I mean they outright stole it!”
Tom Steiner: “That’s right, Josh. After Victor Kall defeated Caine Marik to win the title, the belt itself never made it to the new champion. Instead, it ended up with the Slaytons, and they’ve been flaunting it, calling it theirs, refusing to acknowledge Kall as the legitimate Heavyweight Champion.”
Josh Grant: “It’s an outrageous act, Tom. The Slaytons are tag team champions, but for some reason, that just doesn’t seem to be enough for them. They’re calling Caine Marik—who, remember, is their own family—by his real name, Eddy, as a way of discrediting him and the entire Marik name. They’re even calling this act some kind of ‘family reckoning,’ but it feels more like pure disrespect.”
Tom Steiner: “It doesn’t get more personal than this, Josh. The Slaytons are on a mission to prove they’re above everyone, even their own blood, and now they’re acting as if they control the Heavyweight Title picture. But here’s where it gets even more interesting: we’ve learned that the Slaytons actually met with the former General Manager of Mayhem, Victor Calloway, backstage to discuss the title situation.”
Josh Grant: “That’s right. We've wondered why Victor Calloway has stepped aside from his role and I think this footage may revewl why. Take a look.”
The scene transitions to the backstage footage.
The scene opens in the office of ECWF General Manager Victor Calloway. Calloway sits at his desk, calmly reviewing paperwork as the door swings open violently. Patrick and David Slayton, the reigning ECWF Tag Team Champions, storm in, visibly fuming. Patrick, carrying a duffel bag over his shoulder, walks up to Calloway's desk and slams it down.
Victor Calloway:
(Glaring up from his paperwork) “What’s the meaning of this? Do you two know how to knock?”
David Slayton:
(Smirking) "Oh, now you're worried about niceties when you have constantly ignored us thus far when we have tried to come to you about the future of this company."
Patrick Slayton:
"My brother is right, you're talking with your top two guys, your *ELITE* money makers and you're not showing us one ounce of respect in the past few weeks. And let us not forget that we're not just the only real tag team on this entire roster...but!!
Patrick reaches into the duffel bag and pulls out the ECWF Heavyweight Title belt, holding it up to Calloway.
Patrick Slayton:
“And now, we’re ready to take this with us if you don’t start treating us with the respect we deserve.”
“And my brother David is still in control of this very strap, which is going to go with us if you don't fucking start showing us the damned respect we're due."
Victor Calloway:
(Astonished) “You can’t be serious. That’s the ECWF Heavyweight Title! Patrick, you lost that title last year. You have no claim to it anymore.”
David Slayton:
(Crosses his arms over his broad chest while smirking coldly) "You see, Vic, you can keep trying to show that you can run with the big boys by throwing around all of these...technicalities...all that you want, but in the end the bottom line is this title."
David takes the ECWF title from Patrick and calmly drapes it over his own right shoulder.
"This means nothing without the Slayton name behind it, so either you start giving us the respect and proper treatment that stars of our calibur should already be given or we leave, take these titles with us, and Mayhem loses both the prestige and respect that it has ridden on the back of our blood, sweat, and tears from over the course of this past year."
Calloway stands up, visibly shaken by their ultimatum.
Victor Calloway:
“You don’t call the shots around here! You think you can walk out of this company and take my championship with you? The ECWF doesn’t need the Slaytons to survive!”
Patrick Slayton:
(Smiling, dangerously calm) "Oh I'm afraid that it is quite the opposite, Victor. My family has that kind of history in this industry that we've actually made and broken other promotions because we know what's best for business, so you can either answer to us in secret...or you board in public."
Calloway’s face reddens as he clenches a fist, struggling to keep his composure.
Victor Calloway:
(Fuming) “You’re out of your minds if you think you’re walking out of here with that title! This is my company—”
Suddenly, Calloway falters, clutching his chest as he gasps for air. His face contorts in pain, and he collapses back into his chair.
David Slayton:
(Stepping back, shocked) “Victor? …Vic?”
Patrick Slayton:
(Eyes widening) “Oh, damn. We didn’t mean for… Call someone, now!”
Within seconds, ECWF staff and paramedics rush into the office. They quickly assess Calloway, one paramedic speaking urgently into a radio.
Paramedic:
“We’ve got a possible cardiac event. Prep the stretcher; we’re taking him to the ER, stat!”
The Slaytons look at each other, concern flashing across their faces as they watch the paramedics stabilize Calloway and lift him onto a stretcher.
David Slayton:
(Under his breath) “Well, we wanted to shake things up… guess we went a bit too far.”
As the paramedics carry Calloway out of the office, the Slaytons exchange a wary look. Patrick turns and picks up the ECWF Heavyweight Title, glancing back toward the now-empty chair where Calloway had been sitting moments before.
Patrick Slayton:
(Quietly) “The board’s going to have some questions. We’d better be ready with some answers.”
The camera zooms in on the Heavyweight Title in Patrick’s hand as he and David exit the office, leaving the audience to wonder what consequences will follow.
The scene fades to black, leaving the status of Victor Calloway—and the ECWF Heavyweight Title—up in the air.
Tag Team Debut
The Streamers vs. The War Gods
The energy in the Sanford Coyote Sports Center surges as ECWF’s Monday Night Mayhem kicks off with the opening tag team match. The ring announcer, Sam Sparx, steps into the ring, ready to introduce the teams.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of 439 pounds, Rogue and Nova… The Streamers!"
"Anti You" by Blue Stahli blares through the arena as Rogue and Nova burst onto the stage, hyping up the crowd. The two high-energy athletes, known for their agility and creative offense, make their way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans. Inside the ring, they do a quick fist bump and lock eyes with each other, determined to make an impact against the formidable War Gods.
Josh Grant: "The Streamers are here, and they’re ready to prove they’re more than just fan favorites! But tonight, they’re facing a mountain of a challenge in the form of The War Gods!"
Tom Steiner: "The War Gods have decimated everything in their path, Josh. This is a huge opportunity for Rogue and Nova, but it’s not going to be easy!"
Sam Sparx: "And their opponents, at a combined weight of 565 pounds… Ares and Odin… The War Gods!"
The arena darkens as “War Machine” by KISS roars through the speakers. Ares and Odin, looking like a force of nature, stomp out onto the stage, their expressions stern and focused. Towering over the crowd, they exude raw power as they head to the ring, ignoring the boos and chants.
Josh Grant: "These two have steamrolled over their competition. The War Gods don’t just fight to win—they fight to destroy!"
Tom Steiner: "And that size difference is going to be an obstacle for The Streamers. They’ll have to rely on their speed and teamwork to stand any chance here."
The bell rings, and Mark Jenkins signals the start of the match.
[Match Begins]
Rogue starts things off against Odin. Odin immediately goes for a powerful clothesline, but Rogue ducks and counters with a series of quick kicks to Odin’s legs, attempting to weaken the big man. Odin, though, powers through and catches Rogue with a massive shoulder tackle, sending him sprawling across the ring.
Josh Grant: "Odin’s power is unreal! He sent Rogue flying with just one tackle!"
Odin lifts Rogue into a gorilla press, but Rogue manages to slip out, landing behind Odin and tagging in Nova. The Streamers hit a double dropkick, staggering Odin, and follow up with a drop toe hold from Nova that sends Odin to his knees. Rogue then springboards in and catches Odin with a diving forearm to the back of the head.
Tom Steiner: "Smart strategy by The Streamers! They’re keeping Odin off balance, working as a cohesive unit."
Odin finally powers out, shoving Nova across the ring and tagging in Ares. Ares storms in, leveling Nova with a hard shoulder block and delivering punishing strikes. He hoists Nova up and drops him with a thunderous powerslam, going for a quick cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Nova kicks out, and Ares lifts him up for a suplex, showing off his strength. Nova counters mid-air, slipping behind Ares and tagging in Rogue again. Rogue goes on the offensive, landing rapid-fire kicks to Ares' midsection before leaping up for a DDT. Ares resists, throwing Rogue off, but Nova tags in again and helps Rogue land a double superkick on Ares, who stumbles backward.
Josh Grant: "The Streamers aren’t giving up! They’re throwing everything they’ve got at the War Gods."
Ares, enraged, powers up and tags Odin back in. Odin charges at The Streamers, taking them both down with a double clothesline. He lifts Nova for a chokeslam, but Rogue recovers quickly, chop-blocking Odin’s leg, breaking the hold. Rogue and Nova then hit a double-team codebreaker on Odin, leaving him dazed.
Tom Steiner: "This could be the opening The Streamers need!"
With Odin stunned, The Streamers seize the moment. Rogue quickly locks in a sharpshooter on Odin, applying pressure to the lower back. Before Odin can react, Nova applies a crossface, adding torque and targeting Odin's neck and shoulders.
Josh Grant: "They've locked in The Gifted Sub! Rogue with the sharpshooter, and Nova with the crossface!"
Odin tries to power out, gritting his teeth as he reaches for the ropes, but the combined pain from both holds is too much. Ares tries to enter the ring to break it up, but Rogue tightens his hold and wrenches back, forcing Odin to tap out.
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here are your winners… The Streamers!"
The crowd erupts as "Anti You" plays once more, and The Streamers celebrate their hard-fought victory. They stand tall, raising their arms as the fans cheer, while The War Gods look on in shock, regrouping at ringside.
Tom Steiner: "What an upset! The Streamers just defeated The War Gods in their official debut!"
Josh Grant: "This victory could skyrocket The Streamers right up the ranks in ECWF’s tag division. They used their agility, teamwork, and intelligence to pull off an incredible win!"
The camera captures Rogue and Nova’s celebration, as The Streamers make their mark on ECWF Monday Night Mayhem with an emphatic statement.
WINNERS: THE STREAMERS
A Diamond Debut
Brittani Bezos vs. "The Storm" Deena Hixx
After a commercial break, the camera cuts back to the ring where Sam Sparx is ready to introduce the next match. The crowd murmurs in anticipation as the music begins.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at 135 pounds… making her ECWF debut… Brittani Bezos!"
"Money" by Cardi B hits the speakers, and Brittani Bezos steps onto the stage, looking every bit the Beverly Hills socialite. Dressed in sparkling gear with a high-fashion jacket, she walks down the ramp with a confident, almost dismissive smirk, waving like royalty to the crowd who respond with a mixed reaction. Brittani steps into the ring, soaking in the spotlight and flaunting her affluent background.
Josh Grant: "Well, here she is! The debuting Brittani Bezos. She’s got the best training money can buy, coming from one of the wealthiest families in the world, and tonight she’s here to prove she’s not just another spoiled heiress!"
Tom Steiner: "And this won’t be an easy debut for her, Josh. She’s facing a Diamonds Division veteran who’s looking to make a statement of her own tonight."
Sam Sparx: "And her opponent… from Vero Beach, Florida, weighing in at 160 pounds… ‘The Storm’ Deena Hixx!"
"The Storm Is Coming" by Def Rebel roars to life as Deena Hixx makes her entrance. She marches down the ramp, all business, her eyes locked on the ring and her opponent. Deena throws up a fist to acknowledge the crowd's cheers as she steps into the ring, giving Brittani a challenging glare.
Josh Grant: "Deena Hixx is determined to get back on track in the Diamonds Division. A win tonight could push her right into title contention!"
Tom Steiner: "And she won’t want to be embarrassed by a debuting rookie, even if that rookie is Brittani Bezos."
The bell rings, and referee Nick Pack signals the start of the match.
[Match Begins]
The two lock up in the center of the ring. Deena immediately overpowers Brittani, using her strength advantage to shove her back into the corner. Brittani looks momentarily flustered but quickly recovers, strutting out and adjusting her hair with a smirk.
They go for a second lock-up, but this time Brittani uses a quick arm drag to take Deena down. She stands up, clearly proud of herself, and gives a mock bow to the crowd. Deena, unimpressed, gets back to her feet, nodding in acknowledgment.
Josh Grant: "Brittani might have the confidence, but Deena isn’t going to be intimidated."
Brittani goes for a slap, but Deena blocks it, grabbing her arm and whipping her into the ropes. Deena follows up with a hard shoulder tackle, sending Brittani crashing to the mat. Deena pulls Brittani up and delivers a series of strong forearm shots, backing her into the ropes, before whipping her across the ring and catching her with a back body drop.
Tom Steiner: "Deena’s taking control now, using her power to keep Brittani grounded."
Deena keeps up the pressure, grabbing Brittani in a side headlock. Brittani tries to power out, managing to push Deena into the ropes. On the rebound, Brittani goes for a dropkick, but Deena sidesteps, causing Brittani to crash to the mat. Deena capitalizes, pulling Brittani up and hitting a snap suplex, going for the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Brittani kicks out at two, looking visibly frustrated. Deena pulls her up, but Brittani quickly counters with a jawbreaker, momentarily stunning Deena. Brittani seizes the opportunity, hitting a flurry of strikes and a spinning heel kick that sends Deena staggering into the corner.
Josh Grant: "Brittani showing some resilience here! She’s fighting back against the veteran!"
Brittani charges at Deena in the corner, hitting her with a running knee and following up with a bulldog. She goes for a cover of her own.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Deena powers out at two. Brittani slaps the mat in frustration, then pulls Deena up and goes for a DDT. However, Deena blocks it, lifting Brittani up and slamming her down with a spinebuster, shifting the momentum once again.
Tom Steiner: "What a counter by Deena Hixx! Brittani’s in trouble now."
Deena stands up, firing up the crowd as she signals for her finishing move. She grabs Brittani’s arms, locking in a double chicken wing lift. With a shout, she lifts Brittani into the air and slams her down hard into the mat.
Josh Grant: "There it is! The Deena Slam!"
Deena hooks Brittani’s legs, keeping her down in the pin.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner… ‘The Storm’ Deena Hixx!"
The crowd cheers as “The Storm Is Coming” plays again. Deena raises her arms, looking relieved and triumphant as she soaks in the applause. Brittani rolls out of the ring, clutching her back and looking frustrated at her debut loss.
Josh Grant: "A tough debut for Brittani Bezos, but tonight belongs to Deena Hixx, who showed exactly why she’s a force to be reckoned with in the Diamonds Division!"
Tom Steiner: "Deena wanted to get back on track, and she did just that with authority. But I have a feeling Brittani Bezos will be back with a vengeance!"
Deena poses on the turnbuckle, celebrating her hard-fought victory as the camera fades out, signaling the end of the match.
WINNER: "THE STORM" DEENA HIXX
Special Challenge Match:
Je$TyR SeRyOu$ vs. Odin
The camera returns from a backstage segment, focusing on the ring where Sam Sparx is ready for the next contest. The crowd settles, buzzing with anticipation.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 245 pounds… Je$TyR SeRyOu$!"
"Prince Charming" by Metallica hits the speakers, and Je$TyR SeRyOu$ makes his entrance, exuding an intense energy. He strides down the ramp with a focused, determined look, barely acknowledging the crowd as he makes his way to the ring. The audience reacts with a mix of cheers and jeers, aware of the recent controversy surrounding his Horror Core Championship loss.
Josh Grant: "Je$TyR SeRyOu$ is fired up tonight, and you can see why, Tom. Misery didn’t pin him at Grave Consequences to win the Horror Core Championship – he pinned Ace Sky. Je$TyR has every reason to feel like he was cheated out of his title."
Tom Steiner: "Absolutely, Josh. And judging by the look on Je$TyR’s face, he’s here to take out that frustration on Odin tonight."
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent… from Oslo, Norway, weighing in at 285 pounds… Odin!"
"War Machine" by KISS blares through the arena as Odin, a towering powerhouse, steps out onto the stage. He marches to the ring with an aura of confidence and strength, focused on his opponent. Odin's imposing frame and calm, composed demeanor contrast sharply with Je$TyR’s intensity.
Josh Grant: "Odin is a formidable force, and at 285 pounds, he’s got a clear size advantage over Je$TyR tonight."
Tom Steiner: "But Je$TyR SeRyOu$ is in no mood to back down. I think Odin is in for more of a fight than he may have anticipated."
Referee Susan Spinelli signals for the bell, and the match begins.
[Match Begins]
Right from the start, Je$TyR is all over Odin, charging forward with a flurry of strikes, backing the big man into the corner. Odin tries to cover up, but Je$TyR’s aggression and speed keep him on the defensive. Je$TyR lands a stiff kick to the midsection, then follows up with a running knee, which leaves Odin dazed.
Josh Grant: "Je$TyR is coming out hot here, not giving Odin a chance to breathe!"
Je$TyR whips Odin across the ring and nails him with a hard clothesline on the rebound, staggering the big man. Odin tries to counter with a right hand, but Je$TyR ducks it and hits a quick dropkick to the knee, bringing Odin down to one knee.
Tom Steiner: "Je$TyR is sticking to his game plan, targeting Odin’s leg to neutralize that size advantage."
With Odin kneeling, Je$TyR seizes the opportunity, hitting a DDT that plants Odin hard on the mat. He quickly goes for the cover.
Referee Susan Spinelli: "One… Two—"
Odin kicks out powerfully, but Je$TyR doesn’t let up, immediately transitioning into a mounted position and raining down fists. Odin tries to block, but Je$TyR’s aggressiveness keeps him on the defensive.
Josh Grant: "This is a different Je$TyR SeRyOu$ tonight. He’s got something to prove, and he’s taking it all out on Odin."
Je$TyR pulls Odin to his feet and attempts to whip him into the ropes, but Odin reverses it, sending Je$TyR crashing into the turnbuckle. Odin charges forward, smashing into Je$TyR with a big corner splash. Je$TyR stumbles out of the corner, dazed, and Odin grabs him, hoisting him up for a spinebuster, slamming him down hard.
Tom Steiner: "Odin using his power to turn the tide here!"
Odin goes for the cover.
Referee Susan Spinelli: "One… Two—"
Je$TyR kicks out at two, and Odin looks frustrated. He pulls Je$TyR up and lifts him for a suplex, but Je$TyR manages to slip out of Odin’s grip, landing on his feet behind him. Je$TyR quickly hits a chop block to Odin’s leg, bringing him down to his knees again.
Je$TyR backs up, measuring Odin before charging in with a running knee to the side of the head, dropping Odin to the mat. The crowd reacts, sensing that Je$TyR is preparing for his finisher.
Josh Grant: "This could be it! Je$TyR SeRyOu$ is setting up for Insult-2-InJury!"
Je$TyR pulls Odin up, positioning him for his spinning unprettier finisher. With a determined look, he spins and plants Odin face-first into the mat with a brutal Insult-2-InJury!
Tom Steiner: "He got all of it! Insult-2-InJury connects!"
Je$TyR quickly rolls Odin over and hooks the leg.
Referee Susan Spinelli: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner… Je$TyR SeRyOu$!"
"Prince Charming" by Metallica hits again as Je$TyR SeRyOu$ stands up, his hand raised by referee Susan Spinelli. He looks out at the crowd, his face showing a mix of frustration and satisfaction. The fans give him a mixed reaction, with some cheering and others booing, but Je$TyR seems unfazed, glaring toward the camera with intensity.
Josh Grant: "An impressive, dominant performance by Je$TyR SeRyOu$. He may not have his Horror Core Championship, but he’s certainly made a statement tonight!"
Tom Steiner: "This match was about sending a message, Josh. And if Misery is watching, he’d better be prepared – Je$TyR is far from done with him."
Je$TyR exits the ring, walking up the ramp with a determined expression, clearly ready to continue his quest to regain the title he feels he never truly lost.
WINNER: Je$TyR SeRyOu$
Diamonds Tag Team Matchup
Lynn Starr & ֆʏռռ vs. Aaliyah Landerson & Crystal Zdunich
As the crowd settles, the ring announcer, Sam Sparx, takes the mic to introduce the fourth match of the night.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!"
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from San Jose, California, weighing in at 114 pounds… Aaliyah Landerson!"
"Vengo Por Ti" by Def Rebel hits, and Aaliyah Landerson makes her way to the ring with a confident bounce in her step. She high-fives fans at ringside, her energy contagious as the audience cheers her on.
Josh Grant: "Aaliyah Landerson has proven she’s a firecracker in the Diamonds Division, and tonight, she’s teaming up with the champ herself!"
Tom Steiner: "Absolutely, Josh. Landerson’s got incredible agility, and she’ll need every bit of it going against Lynn Starr and the fierce ֆʏռռ tonight."
Sam Sparx: "And her tag team partner, from Los Angeles, California, she is the Diamonds Division Champion… Crystal Zdunich!"
"Roses" by Goldlink plays as the Diamonds Division Champion, Crystal Zdunich, steps out onto the stage, raising her title high for the crowd to see. Zdunich walks down the ramp with a look of determination, acknowledging Aaliyah before joining her in the ring.
Josh Grant: "There’s the champ, Crystal Zdunich! Zdunich has been on a tear in the Diamonds Division, and teaming with Landerson tonight could make for an unstoppable duo."
Sam Sparx: "And their opponents, first, from Anchorage, Alaska, weighing in at 145 pounds… ֆʏռռ!"
"Yen" by Slipknot blares as ֆʏռռ strides onto the stage, her intensity evident as she glares at the crowd before heading toward the ring. She exchanges a quick glance with her partner, clearly ready for a fight.
Tom Steiner: "ֆʏռռ is a powerhouse with a mean streak to match, and she’s looking to make a statement tonight by pinning either Landerson or Zdunich."
Sam Sparx: "And her tag team partner, from Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at 140 pounds… Lynn Starr!"
"The Sound of Madness" by Shinedown echoes through the arena as Lynn Starr confidently steps out onto the ramp. Starr scans the crowd with a smirk, exuding confidence as she joins ֆʏռռ in the ring.
Josh Grant: "Lynn Starr is as tough as they come, and combined with ֆʏռռ, they’re going to be a serious challenge for Landerson and Zdunich."
Tom Steiner: "This is going to be an intense clash, Josh. All four of these competitors want to leave a mark here tonight."
Referee Mark Jervis checks both teams before signaling for the bell to start the match.
[Match Begins]
Landerson and Lynn Starr start things off. Starr quickly tries to establish dominance, using her experience to keep Landerson on the defensive with hard strikes and technical holds. She whips Landerson into the ropes, but Landerson ducks a clothesline and counters with a quick arm drag, showing off her agility. Starr looks frustrated as Landerson tags in Zdunich, who enters the ring with confidence.
Zdunich and Starr exchange blows, with Zdunich getting the upper hand, using a series of kicks and a spinning back elbow that sends Starr stumbling back into her corner. ֆʏռռ tags herself in, eager to square off with the Diamonds Division Champion.
Josh Grant: "Here we go! The champ and her possible next challenger, ֆʏռռ, face-to-face!"
ֆʏռռ and Zdunich trade strikes in the middle of the ring, neither one backing down. ֆʏռռ powers through Zdunich's strikes and lifts her for a powerslam, slamming her down hard. She goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jervis: "One… Two—"
Zdunich kicks out at two, showing her resilience. ֆʏռռ doesn’t let up, dragging Zdunich to her feet and tagging in Starr. Together, they execute a double suplex on Zdunich, leaving her dazed.
Tom Steiner: "Great teamwork by Starr and ֆʏռռ. They’re keeping Zdunich isolated from her partner."
Starr continues to wear down Zdunich, applying a chinlock to sap her energy. Zdunich, with the crowd’s support, fights her way up and breaks free, landing a back elbow that creates some distance. She dives toward her corner, tagging in Landerson just as Starr charges at her.
Landerson enters the ring and takes Starr down with a series of quick dropkicks. She runs the ropes and nails Starr with a headscissors takedown, followed by a hurricanrana. The crowd is on their feet as Landerson goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jervis: "One… Two—"
Starr kicks out, looking frustrated. As Landerson backs off, ֆʏռռ tags herself in again, catching Landerson off guard with a big boot. ֆʏռռ starts laying in stiff strikes, knocking Landerson around the ring before lifting her for a fallaway slam.
Josh Grant: "ֆʏռռ is a force to be reckoned with! Landerson’s in trouble here."
Zdunich rallies her partner from the corner, and Landerson fights back, catching ֆʏռռ with a surprise enzuigiri that leaves both women down. Both crawl toward their corners, and just as ֆʏռռ reaches out to Starr, Landerson makes the tag to Zdunich, who rushes in with renewed energy.
Zdunich goes on a rampage, taking down both ֆʏռռ and Starr with a flurry of strikes. She hits ֆʏռռ with a jumping knee strike and then catches Starr with a spinning neckbreaker, sending her rolling out of the ring. Zdunich motions to Landerson, signaling for their next move.
Tom Steiner: "The champ and her partner are taking control now!"
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Referee Mark Jervis: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here are your winners… Aaliyah Landerson and the Diamonds Division Champion, Crystal Zdunich!"
"Vengo Por Ti" by Def Rebel plays again as Zdunich and Landerson celebrate their victory. The crowd cheers as the two raise each other's hands in victory, a clear statement made by both competitors in the Diamonds Division.
Josh Grant: "What a win for Aaliyah Landerson and the Diamonds Division Champion, Crystal Zdunich! Landerson picks up the pin on ֆʏռռ, which could really shake up the division!"
Tom Steiner: "Landerson and Zdunich made a great team tonight, and Landerson’s Frog Splash was the perfect ending to this hard-fought battle."
Zdunich and Landerson exit the ring, celebrating with the fans as they head up the ramp, leaving Starr and ֆʏռռ frustrated in the ring.
WINNERS: CRYSTAL ZDUNICH AND AALIYAH LANDERSON
Horror Core Championship Match:
Misery (c) vs. Ares
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the ECWF Horror Core Championship!"
The crowd buzzes with anticipation as a powerful guitar riff echoes through the arena.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, the challenger… from Sparta, Greece, weighing in at 280 pounds… Ares!"
"War Machine" by KISS blasts through the speakers as Ares steps out onto the stage, his imposing frame silhouetted against a backdrop of flashing lights. The “God of War” marches to the ring with an intense, focused expression, ready to bring the fight for the Horror Core Championship.
Josh Grant: "Ares has made a name for himself in ECWF with his sheer power and unyielding strength. Tonight, he’s looking to add the Horror Core Championship to his list of accomplishments."
Tom Steiner: "He’s a warrior in every sense of the word, Josh, and if anyone can take down Misery, it might just be Ares."
The crowd’s cheers turn to a mix of awe and apprehension as the arena lights dim. An ominous, heavy beat begins as dark smoke fills the entrance ramp.
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent… from the Pits of Despair, weighing in at 270 pounds, he is the ECWF Horror Core Champion… Misery!"
Misery emerges from the smoke, Horror Core Championship slung over his shoulder, and a sinister smile spread across his face. The ominous aura around him captures the crowd’s attention as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, eyes locked on Ares in the ring.
Josh Grant: "Misery is as dangerous as they come. With that Horror Core Championship, he has taken brutality to new levels here in ECWF."
Tom Steiner: "And he’s not just a brawler, Josh. Misery is calculated, a master of psychological warfare. This is going to be one intense battle."
Referee Mark Jenkins holds up the Horror Core Championship for the audience, signaling that the title is on the line. He then hands it off and calls for the bell to start the match.
[Match Begins]
As soon as the bell rings, Ares charges at Misery, eager to overpower him early. Misery sidesteps and throws a quick jab, only to be met by Ares’ powerful shoulder block, sending the champion staggering backward. Ares capitalizes, delivering stiff forearms to Misery’s face before lifting him up for a belly-to-belly suplex, sending Misery crashing to the mat.
Josh Grant: "Ares wasting no time here! He’s bringing that raw power to the Horror Core Champion."
Tom Steiner: "He knows he can’t let Misery get any momentum. Ares wants to keep the big man down and grounded."
Ares lifts Misery and whips him into the corner, charging forward with a massive clothesline. Misery slumps down, and Ares hits him with a series of knee strikes to the gut. The crowd cheers as Ares pulls Misery out of the corner and attempts to lift him for a spinebuster. Misery, however, counters mid-air, raking Ares across the eyes and landing on his feet.
With a snarl, Misery hits Ares with a vicious uppercut, followed by a hard knee to the midsection. He grabs Ares by the head and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle, unleashing a series of brutal punches and elbows.
Tom Steiner: "And here comes the champion, turning up the aggression! Misery is going for the jugular."
Josh Grant: "You can see why he’s the Horror Core Champion. He doesn’t just want to win; he wants to inflict pain."
Misery steps back and lets Ares stagger forward before hitting him with a swinging neckbreaker. Misery goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Ares powers out, shoving Misery off of him. Misery looks unfazed, instead grinning as he begins stalking his opponent. He lifts Ares and hooks him for a suplex but transitions mid-air, bringing Ares crashing down with a DDT instead.
Josh Grant: "Misery showing off his versatility here. He’s got a game plan, and he’s sticking to it."
Misery rolls out of the ring, searching under it until he pulls out a steel chair. The crowd erupts in cheers, knowing what this means in a Horror Core Championship match. Misery slides back into the ring with the chair, raising it high as Ares begins to get to his feet.
Just as Misery swings, Ares ducks, and the chair slams into the mat. Ares takes advantage, lifting Misery and hitting him with a powerful spinebuster, planting him right onto the chair. The crowd roars as Ares goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Misery barely kicks out, clutching his back in pain.
Tom Steiner: "Ares almost had him! That spinebuster onto the chair could’ve done it."
Ares, sensing an opportunity, sets Misery up for a running powerslam. He lifts Misery onto his shoulder, but Misery slips out and lands behind him, immediately delivering a chop block to Ares’ knee. Ares drops to one knee, and Misery takes advantage, wrapping his arm around Ares’s neck for a guillotine choke.
Josh Grant: "Misery is wearing down the powerhouse Ares here, trying to drain his energy!"
After a struggle, Ares manages to fight his way out, throwing Misery off of him and back to his feet. Misery quickly recovers and drives a knee into Ares’s stomach before setting up his finisher. He waits, watching as Ares stumbles to his feet. With a burst of speed, Misery charges forward and hits him with the Cruor (a brutal spear). The impact echoes through the arena as Ares crashes to the mat.
Tom Steiner: "Cruor! Misery just drove right through Ares with that spear!"
Misery hooks Ares’s leg, going for the pin.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner, and still ECWF Horror Core Champion… Misery!"
"Prince Charming" by Metallica blares over the speakers as Misery rises to his feet, breathing heavily. The referee hands him the Horror Core Championship, which he raises above his head with a twisted smile.
Josh Grant: "Misery retains the Horror Core Championship, and he did it with that devastating spear. Ares put up a great fight, but Misery’s ruthlessness was just too much."
Tom Steiner: "This is why Misery is the Horror Core Champion, Josh. He’s relentless, he’s ruthless, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep that title."
Misery exits the ring, holding the championship high as he makes his way up the ramp, leaving Ares recovering in the ring, a reminder of the brutal cost of challenging the Horror Core Champion.
WINNER: MISERY
Midwest Title Contender's Tournament:
Andrew Raynes vs. "The Poster Boy" Jayden Riley
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a semi-final match in the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament!"
The arena fills with cheers as the lights dim, and a high-energy guitar riff cuts through the air.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 225 pounds… Andrew Raynes!"
"Omnishred" by Powerglove hits as Andrew Raynes strides onto the stage, a determined expression on his face. Focused and intense, Raynes acknowledges the crowd with a quick nod before locking his eyes on the ring. He’s got a serious demeanor tonight, ready to battle his way to the Midwest Championship opportunity.
Josh Grant: "Andrew Raynes has been on a tear lately, and tonight he’s looking to punch his ticket to the finals for a Midwest Championship shot. This man is laser-focused."
Tom Steiner: "No doubt, Josh. Raynes has been showing us he’s got what it takes, but he’s up against ‘The Poster Boy,’ who’s no pushover."
Raynes waits in the ring as the music fades out, and the atmosphere shifts once again as "Here To Show The World" by Downstait begins to play.
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 265 pounds… ‘The Poster Boy’ Jayden Riley!"
Jayden Riley steps out, exuding confidence as he poses on the ramp, flexing his muscles for the crowd. He’s all charisma, working the audience as he heads down the ramp with a smile on his face.
Josh Grant: "Jayden Riley’s all about making an impression, and with his size and strength, he’s certainly got the tools to make it to the finals."
Tom Steiner: "He may come off as cocky, but Riley has the skills to back it up. Tonight is his chance to show just why he’s called ‘The Poster Boy.’"
Referee Mark Jenkins calls both competitors to the center of the ring for a quick pre-match rundown before signaling for the bell.
[Match Begins]
As the bell rings, Riley and Raynes circle each other, each gauging the other’s strengths. They lock up, with Riley using his size advantage to push Raynes back toward the ropes. Raynes slips out, ducking under Riley’s grasp and bouncing off the ropes to build momentum. He charges at Riley, delivering a quick forearm to the face that rocks “The Poster Boy” but doesn’t knock him down.
Riley smirks, clearly unfazed, and invites Raynes to try again. Raynes takes the bait, charging in with a second forearm, only for Riley to absorb the impact and retaliate with a thunderous shoulder block that sends Raynes sprawling.
Josh Grant: "Riley is using that size and power to his advantage early on, and it’s paying off."
Tom Steiner: "Raynes is going to have to find a way to wear Riley down if he wants to stay in this."
Riley goes on the offensive, lifting Raynes up and whipping him hard into the corner. He follows up with a running clothesline, slamming Raynes against the turnbuckles. As Raynes stumbles out of the corner, Riley scoops him up and delivers a crisp body slam, going for an early pin.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Tw—"
Raynes kicks out quickly, showing resilience. Riley smirks and lifts Raynes back to his feet, preparing to hit a suplex. But Raynes fights back, landing quick strikes to Riley’s ribs, breaking free of his grip. With agility, Raynes snaps Riley’s head back with a jawbreaker, sending him reeling. Raynes capitalizes, leaping up and bringing Riley down with a perfectly executed dropkick.
Tom Steiner: "There we go! Raynes is picking up steam and starting to chip away at Riley."
Raynes stays on the attack, locking Riley into a headlock and driving him down with a swinging neckbreaker. He goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Riley powers out, shoving Raynes off with authority. Raynes, unfazed, quickly scrambles to his feet, determined to maintain his momentum. He waits for Riley to get up, then goes for a running knee, but Riley catches him mid-stride and counters with a spinebuster that shakes the ring.
Josh Grant: "What impact from Jayden Riley! That spinebuster could’ve ended it right there."
Riley hooks the leg for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two…"
Raynes kicks out at the last moment. Riley shows some frustration, but he wastes no time, lifting Raynes up for a powerbomb attempt. As Riley sets up, Raynes counters mid-lift, slipping out and landing behind Riley. In one fluid motion, Raynes grabs Riley and delivers a snap German suplex, dropping him on his head.
Tom Steiner: "What a counter by Andrew Raynes! This man is relentless."
Raynes signals to the crowd, who are firmly behind him, and he begins stalking Riley, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. As Riley gets to his feet, Raynes seizes his chance, hitting a quick series of strikes to wear down “The Poster Boy.” With Riley stunned, Raynes goes for his finishing move.
With precision, Raynes hooks Riley, and in a flash, he drives him down with Shattered Glass (Leaping Reverse STO)! The crowd erupts as Riley crashes to the mat, and Raynes hooks the leg for the pin.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner and advancing to the finals of the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament… Andrew Raynes!"
"Omnishred" by Powerglove hits as Raynes gets to his feet, victorious. The referee raises his arm, and he takes a moment to look out at the crowd, feeding off their energy as he celebrates his hard-fought win.
Josh Grant: "Andrew Raynes did it! He’s moving on to the finals for a shot at the Midwest Championship."
Tom Steiner: "Raynes just proved he has what it takes to go toe-to-toe with the best. He’s one step closer to that title shot!"
Raynes soaks in the crowd’s cheers as he exits the ring, leaving Riley disappointed in the ring, a reminder of just how close he came. But for Raynes, tonight is another victory on his road to championship glory.
WINNER: ANDREW RAYNES
Midwest Title Contender's Tournament:
Robert Armstrong vs. John Blade
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a semi-final match in the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament!"
The crowd buzzes with excitement as “The Time Is Now” hits, and John Blade steps through the curtain, hyping up the fans with his signature hustle and energy.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 251 pounds… John Blade!"
Blade makes his way to the ring, interacting with the fans and showing off his trademark salute on the turnbuckle. The crowd is solidly behind him, chanting his name.
Josh Grant: "John Blade has been an ECWF icon, and he’s looking to add another accolade to his storied career by going for the Midwest Championship."
Tom Steiner: "Blade has faced countless opponents, but tonight, he’s got a tough one in Robert Armstrong, who’s determined to make a statement."
Blade’s music fades, and the arena shifts as "Requiem" by Avenged Sevenfold fills the air. Robert Armstrong appears at the top of the ramp, his eyes intense, exuding confidence and focus.
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Verona, California, weighing in at 235 pounds… Robert Armstrong!"
Armstrong marches to the ring with purpose, paying little attention to the fans. His demeanor is all business, his gaze locked on Blade, a fierce determination etched on his face.
Josh Grant: "Robert Armstrong has been hungry for a shot at the Midwest Title, and this tournament is his chance to prove he’s championship material."
Tom Steiner: "With a brutal finisher like The Requiem, Armstrong’s got the tools to win, but Blade isn’t going down without a fight."
Referee Nick Pack calls for the bell, and both men approach the center of the ring.
[Match Begins]
Blade and Armstrong lock up in the center, with Blade initially using his size and strength to force Armstrong back. Armstrong quickly breaks free and throws a sharp forearm to Blade’s chest, sending him stumbling. Blade shakes it off, responding with a flurry of punches, each one pushing Armstrong closer to the ropes. Blade whips Armstrong across the ring, and as he rebounds, Blade nails him with a shoulder tackle, dropping Armstrong to the mat.
Josh Grant: "Blade’s using that power advantage early on. Armstrong has to find a way to match Blade’s intensity."
Armstrong is back on his feet quickly, and the two exchange strikes, each trying to get the upper hand. Blade goes for a suplex, but Armstrong counters, landing behind Blade and delivering a swift chop block to the back of Blade’s knee, bringing him down. Armstrong seizes the opportunity, targeting Blade’s knee with stomps to wear down his opponent.
Tom Steiner: "Smart strategy by Armstrong, going after Blade’s leg. If he takes out the base, it’ll be hard for Blade to use his power moves."
Armstrong drags Blade toward the ropes, propping his leg up before landing a harsh knee drop to the targeted area. Blade grimaces, clutching his knee as Armstrong continues the assault, pulling him to his feet only to deliver a snap DDT. Armstrong quickly goes for the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Blade kicks out with authority, showing he’s still got plenty of fight left. Armstrong smirks, unfazed, and brings Blade up, looking to set him up for a suplex of his own. But Blade counters, delivering a series of quick punches to Armstrong’s midsection before lifting him up for a spinebuster, slamming him hard into the mat. The crowd erupts as Blade covers for the pin.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Armstrong gets a shoulder up just in time. Blade takes a moment to catch his breath, shaking off the pain in his knee as he gets to his feet, signaling to the crowd that he’s ready to finish Armstrong. As Armstrong rises, Blade sets up for the Five Knuckle Shuffle, running off the ropes to deliver his signature move. But Armstrong rolls out of the way at the last second, leaving Blade to hit the mat.
Josh Grant: "Armstrong saw that coming! Blade’s opening just slipped through his fingers."
Armstrong capitalizes, pulling Blade to his feet and landing a series of rapid strikes. He backs Blade into the corner, climbing the turnbuckle and delivering a string of ten punches as the crowd counts along. He hops down, positioning Blade for a German suplex and snapping him back hard onto the mat.
Tom Steiner: "Armstrong’s relentless! He’s not giving Blade any room to breathe."
With Blade down, Armstrong signals to the crowd, his eyes flashing with intensity. He lifts Blade up and hits him with a knee to the face, stunning him before setting him up for his devastating finisher. Armstrong hoists Blade onto his shoulders, transitioning into The Requiem — a Go 2 Sleep followed immediately by a vicious soccer kick to the chest as Blade stumbles back.
Blade crumples to the mat, and Armstrong drops for the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner, advancing to the finals of the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament… Robert Armstrong!"
"Murder One" by Metallica blares through the arena as Armstrong stands tall, raising his arms in victory. He glances down at Blade with a look of satisfaction, knowing he’s one step closer to a Midwest Championship opportunity.
Josh Grant: "An impressive win by Robert Armstrong! He’s moving on to the tournament finals with that devastating Requiem."
Tom Steiner: "Armstrong’s focus and intensity tonight were unmatched. If he keeps this up, he’s going to be a real threat for the Midwest Championship."
Armstrong exits the ring, acknowledging the fans with a nod before making his way up the ramp. Meanwhile, Blade is helped to his feet by the referee, showing the effects of Armstrong’s punishing offense. The crowd gives him a warm round of applause as he exits, but tonight, it’s Armstrong who stands victorious and advances in the tournament.
WINNER: ROBERT ARMSTRONG
Main Event - Three Way Dance for the ECWF Tag Team Titles
The Slaytons (c) vs. Victor Kall & Caine Marik vs. Erik Holland & Daron Smythe
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is the main event of the evening and is a three-way tag team match!"
The arena fills with anticipation as "#1" by Nelly blares, signaling the entrance of Daron Smythe. He steps onto the stage, full of confidence, eyeing the crowd with a smug grin as he makes his way to the ring.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from Wheeling, West Virginia, weighing in at 256 pounds… Daron Smythe!"
Smythe saunters down the ramp, his swagger evident, looking unfazed by the challenge ahead. He steps into the ring, casually leaning against the ropes, waiting for his partner.
Josh Grant: "Daron Smythe has been on a hot streak, but tonight, he’s forced to team with someone he’s publicly disrespected—ECWF’s own legend, Erik Holland."
The lights dim and a haunting melody fills the arena as "The Dying Song" by Slipknot signals the arrival of Erik Holland. With his imposing figure and steely glare, he steps out, giving Smythe a cold nod as he heads down to the ring.
Sam Sparx: "And his tag team partner, from Silent Hill, weighing in at 285 pounds… Erik Holland!"
Holland climbs into the ring, sharing a tense stare with Smythe. There’s no handshake, no interaction—just the mutual understanding of temporary alliance.
Tom Steiner: "Erik Holland has one goal tonight: he’s looking for one last ride to the Heavyweight Title. But with Smythe as his partner, who knows how stable this team will be."
"Hellraiser" by Ozzy Osbourne & Lemmy roars through the speakers as Caine Marik steps out, a grim expression on his face. Ignoring the jeers from the crowd, he eyes his former allies, the Slaytons, with pure disdain.
Sam Sparx: "And introducing their opponents, first, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 245 pounds… Caine Marik!"
Marik walks down the ramp with purpose, his gaze never leaving the ring as he waits for his tag partner, the man who now holds the Heavyweight Championship.
The eerie sounds of "Twin Peaks Fire Walk With Me" by Fantomas play as Victor Kall, the new ECWF Heavyweight Champion, emerges. With the title around his waist, he carries a calm yet menacing aura as he joins Marik.
Sam Sparx: "And his partner, from Canaan, Vermont, weighing in at 202 pounds… the ECWF Heavyweight Champion… Victor Kall!"
Kall and Marik exchange a silent nod of understanding, unified by a shared goal and a disdain for their opponents.
Josh Grant: "Caine Marik has been alienated by The Dynasty, his own family, and tonight he’s got a Heavyweight Champion by his side in Victor Kall. But it won’t be easy with all the bad blood in this ring."
"Du Hast" by Motionless In White hits, and the crowd erupts in boos as the ECWF World Tag Team Champions, Patrick and David Slayton, make their entrance. The Slaytons stand together on the ramp, sneering as they make their way to the ring.
Sam Sparx: "And their opponents, at a combined weight of 470 pounds… they are the ECWF World Tag Team Champions… The Dynasty—Patrick and David Slayton!"
Patrick and David enter the ring with arrogant confidence, looking over at Marik with a condescending smirk as they mouth "Eddy" at him, mocking his given name.
Tom Steiner: "The Slaytons have made it clear they don’t respect Caine Marik anymore, going as far as calling him by his real name, ‘Eddy,’ and stealing the spotlight wherever they can."
[Match Begins]
Referee Nick Pack calls for the bell, and Erik Holland and David Slayton start off. Holland charges, immediately going on the offensive, battering David with heavy strikes that send him reeling. Holland powers David into the corner, throwing brutal forearms. David counters with an eye rake, and then a quick tag to Patrick, who charges in, hammering Holland with stomps.
Josh Grant: "The Slaytons showing no mercy here, and Holland’s got his work cut out for him."
Holland powers back, throwing Patrick off him and nailing a heavy lariat. He drags Patrick to his corner, tagging in Daron Smythe with a smirk. Smythe rolls his eyes but steps in, grabbing Patrick with a side headlock before delivering a crisp suplex.
Smythe works Patrick over with a mix of technical and flashy moves, showing off his skillset to the crowd’s mixed reaction. But when Patrick slips free and tags in Caine Marik, the atmosphere shifts. Smythe smirks, taunting Marik, who barrels into him with hard punches. The two trade blows until Marik overpowers Smythe, sending him crashing with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Tom Steiner: "Caine Marik is fired up! Smythe’s in trouble!"
After a quick tag, Victor Kall enters, capitalizing on Marik’s work, delivering a precise series of kicks to Smythe’s midsection. Kall maintains control with grappling holds and quick jabs, wearing Smythe down. But when Kall turns for a running strike, Smythe ducks, and Holland blind tags himself in.
Holland storms in, knocking Kall down with a huge clothesline, then charging across the ring to knock both Slaytons off the apron with a shoulder tackle. Kall tries to get back up, but Holland lifts him for a power slam, making the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Kall kicks out, and the match continues as all six men find themselves cycling in and out, with fierce interactions and alliances shifting at every turn. Tension mounts as Caine Marik and David Slayton end up the legal men.
In the ring, Marik and David Slayton face off, and David sneers, slapping Marik hard across the face.
David Slayton: "What are you gonna do about it, Eddy?!"
The crowd gasps as Marik’s face darkens with rage. Without hesitation, Marik blasts David with The Burn Knuckle (Superman Punch), flooring him with a thunderous impact. Patrick Slayton slides into the ring, chair in hand, and chases Marik, who exits the ring with Patrick in hot pursuit, leaving David vulnerable.
Josh Grant: "Caine Marik just took David out cold! But now Patrick’s after him—there goes Marik, and we’re down to chaos in the ring!"
With the Slaytons out of the ring, Daron Smythe sees an opportunity and quickly rolls in. He lines up a dazed David Slayton, hitting him with his devastating #1 and Done Superkick. Erik Holland steps in, lifting David up for The Toxic Avenger (an Attitude Adjustment-style move). However, as Holland swings David around, David’s feet catch Smythe in the head, sending him tumbling out of the ring.
Tom Steiner: "Miscommunication there! Holland inadvertently took out Smythe with David’s feet!"
Holland recovers, hoisting David up and delivering The Toxic Avenger with authority. He covers David as the crowd roars.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here are your winners… Daron Smythe and Erik Holland!"
Victor Kall crawls back toward the ring just as the three count hits, but he’s too late to break up the pinfall. Holland stands tall, a fierce glint in his eyes, as he takes in the win. Outside the ring, Smythe is on his knees, wiping blood from his mouth, smirking at Holland in the ring.
Josh Grant: "Erik Holland and Daron Smythe just pulled off a huge victory, but you can feel the tension between them!"
Tom Steiner: "Look at that smile on Smythe! He’s clearly planning something, and Holland may have just done the dirty work. Victor Kall missed the save by a hair—what a chaotic ending!"
Holland and Smythe exchange a wary look, the uneasy partnership evident. Kall glares at them both from the floor, seething over the close loss, while The Dynasty regroups at the ramp, David clutching his jaw from Holland’s devastating finisher. The screen fades as Monday Night Mayhem goes off the air, leaving the fans buzzing with questions about the alliances and rivalries that just played out.
WINNERS AND NEW ECWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: ERIK HOLLAND AND DARON SMYTHE
[Cut to Commentary Team]
Tom Steiner, dressed in a black suit and signature red tie, stands alongside his partner, Josh Grant, who is sporting a bold ECWF shirt and headset.
Tom Steiner: "Welcome, everyone, to Monday Night Mayhem! ECWF is live here in South Dakota, and we are absolutely pumped to bring you a stacked card tonight from the Sanford Coyote Sports Center!"
Josh Grant: "That's right, Tom! Tonight, we've got one of the most exciting lineups we’ve seen in weeks! The Slaytons are set to defend their ECWF Tag Team Titles in a high-stakes Three Way Dance against not only Victor Kall and Caine Marik but also the powerhouse duo of Erik Holland and Daron Smythe!"
Tom Steiner: "And if that wasn't enough, we’re diving headfirst into the Midwest Title Contender’s Tournament, with Robert Armstrong taking on ECWF icon John Blade, and 'The Poster Boy' Jayden Riley facing Andrew Raynes, who’s hungry to make his mark!"
Josh Grant: "We also have a huge debut tonight in the Diamonds Division! Brittani Bezos steps into an ECWF ring for the first time to square off against none other than 'The Storm' Deena Hixx. You know Deena will be out to test this newcomer in every way possible!"
Tom Steiner: "But let's not forget the brutal side of ECWF. Misery, our Horror Core Champion, defends his title against Ares in what promises to be an absolute war. Misery has been relentless since capturing that belt, and tonight he’s got a God of War to conquer."
Josh Grant: "And in tag team action, we'll see fan favorites Lynn Starr and ֆʏռռ teaming up against Aaliyah Landerson and the reigning Diamonds Champion, Crystal Zdunich! Can these two powerhouse teams work together to make it out with a victory?"
Tom Steiner: "Not to mention, Je$TyR SeRyOu$ has challenged Odin in a special one-on-one contest. With all that bad blood brewing, who knows what chaos could unfold?"
Josh Grant: "Plus, the War Gods are here tonight for their official tag team debut against The Streamers. The War Gods have been tearing through competition, and tonight they’ll look to make another statement!"
Tom Steiner: "The energy is through the roof here in Vermillion! Let’s head down to the ring and get things started—this is Monday Night Mayhem, and it’s going to be unforgettable!"
The camera cuts to the ring as the opening pyrotechnics light up the arena, setting the stage for an epic night.
The camera shifts to the ECWF commentary team, Josh Grant and Tom Steiner, who are seated at ringside. Both look serious as they prepare to discuss the unfolding controversy surrounding the ECWF Heavyweight Title.
Josh Grant: “Ladies and gentlemen, the ECWF Heavyweight Championship situation has taken an unexpected and frankly outrageous turn. Just a weeks days ago, it was revealed that The Dynasty—David and Patrick Slayton—had somehow gotten their hands on the ECWF Heavyweight Title belt. And by ‘gotten their hands on it,’ I mean they outright stole it!”
Tom Steiner: “That’s right, Josh. After Victor Kall defeated Caine Marik to win the title, the belt itself never made it to the new champion. Instead, it ended up with the Slaytons, and they’ve been flaunting it, calling it theirs, refusing to acknowledge Kall as the legitimate Heavyweight Champion.”
Josh Grant: “It’s an outrageous act, Tom. The Slaytons are tag team champions, but for some reason, that just doesn’t seem to be enough for them. They’re calling Caine Marik—who, remember, is their own family—by his real name, Eddy, as a way of discrediting him and the entire Marik name. They’re even calling this act some kind of ‘family reckoning,’ but it feels more like pure disrespect.”
Tom Steiner: “It doesn’t get more personal than this, Josh. The Slaytons are on a mission to prove they’re above everyone, even their own blood, and now they’re acting as if they control the Heavyweight Title picture. But here’s where it gets even more interesting: we’ve learned that the Slaytons actually met with the former General Manager of Mayhem, Victor Calloway, backstage to discuss the title situation.”
Josh Grant: “That’s right. We've wondered why Victor Calloway has stepped aside from his role and I think this footage may revewl why. Take a look.”
The scene transitions to the backstage footage.
The scene opens in the office of ECWF General Manager Victor Calloway. Calloway sits at his desk, calmly reviewing paperwork as the door swings open violently. Patrick and David Slayton, the reigning ECWF Tag Team Champions, storm in, visibly fuming. Patrick, carrying a duffel bag over his shoulder, walks up to Calloway's desk and slams it down.
Victor Calloway:
(Glaring up from his paperwork) “What’s the meaning of this? Do you two know how to knock?”
David Slayton:
(Smirking) "Oh, now you're worried about niceties when you have constantly ignored us thus far when we have tried to come to you about the future of this company."
Patrick Slayton:
"My brother is right, you're talking with your top two guys, your *ELITE* money makers and you're not showing us one ounce of respect in the past few weeks. And let us not forget that we're not just the only real tag team on this entire roster...but!!
Patrick reaches into the duffel bag and pulls out the ECWF Heavyweight Title belt, holding it up to Calloway.
Patrick Slayton:
“And now, we’re ready to take this with us if you don’t start treating us with the respect we deserve.”
“And my brother David is still in control of this very strap, which is going to go with us if you don't fucking start showing us the damned respect we're due."
Victor Calloway:
(Astonished) “You can’t be serious. That’s the ECWF Heavyweight Title! Patrick, you lost that title last year. You have no claim to it anymore.”
David Slayton:
(Crosses his arms over his broad chest while smirking coldly) "You see, Vic, you can keep trying to show that you can run with the big boys by throwing around all of these...technicalities...all that you want, but in the end the bottom line is this title."
David takes the ECWF title from Patrick and calmly drapes it over his own right shoulder.
"This means nothing without the Slayton name behind it, so either you start giving us the respect and proper treatment that stars of our calibur should already be given or we leave, take these titles with us, and Mayhem loses both the prestige and respect that it has ridden on the back of our blood, sweat, and tears from over the course of this past year."
Calloway stands up, visibly shaken by their ultimatum.
Victor Calloway:
“You don’t call the shots around here! You think you can walk out of this company and take my championship with you? The ECWF doesn’t need the Slaytons to survive!”
Patrick Slayton:
(Smiling, dangerously calm) "Oh I'm afraid that it is quite the opposite, Victor. My family has that kind of history in this industry that we've actually made and broken other promotions because we know what's best for business, so you can either answer to us in secret...or you board in public."
Calloway’s face reddens as he clenches a fist, struggling to keep his composure.
Victor Calloway:
(Fuming) “You’re out of your minds if you think you’re walking out of here with that title! This is my company—”
Suddenly, Calloway falters, clutching his chest as he gasps for air. His face contorts in pain, and he collapses back into his chair.
David Slayton:
(Stepping back, shocked) “Victor? …Vic?”
Patrick Slayton:
(Eyes widening) “Oh, damn. We didn’t mean for… Call someone, now!”
Within seconds, ECWF staff and paramedics rush into the office. They quickly assess Calloway, one paramedic speaking urgently into a radio.
Paramedic:
“We’ve got a possible cardiac event. Prep the stretcher; we’re taking him to the ER, stat!”
The Slaytons look at each other, concern flashing across their faces as they watch the paramedics stabilize Calloway and lift him onto a stretcher.
David Slayton:
(Under his breath) “Well, we wanted to shake things up… guess we went a bit too far.”
As the paramedics carry Calloway out of the office, the Slaytons exchange a wary look. Patrick turns and picks up the ECWF Heavyweight Title, glancing back toward the now-empty chair where Calloway had been sitting moments before.
Patrick Slayton:
(Quietly) “The board’s going to have some questions. We’d better be ready with some answers.”
The camera zooms in on the Heavyweight Title in Patrick’s hand as he and David exit the office, leaving the audience to wonder what consequences will follow.
The scene fades to black, leaving the status of Victor Calloway—and the ECWF Heavyweight Title—up in the air.
Tag Team Debut
The Streamers vs. The War Gods
The energy in the Sanford Coyote Sports Center surges as ECWF’s Monday Night Mayhem kicks off with the opening tag team match. The ring announcer, Sam Sparx, steps into the ring, ready to introduce the teams.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of 439 pounds, Rogue and Nova… The Streamers!"
"Anti You" by Blue Stahli blares through the arena as Rogue and Nova burst onto the stage, hyping up the crowd. The two high-energy athletes, known for their agility and creative offense, make their way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans. Inside the ring, they do a quick fist bump and lock eyes with each other, determined to make an impact against the formidable War Gods.
Josh Grant: "The Streamers are here, and they’re ready to prove they’re more than just fan favorites! But tonight, they’re facing a mountain of a challenge in the form of The War Gods!"
Tom Steiner: "The War Gods have decimated everything in their path, Josh. This is a huge opportunity for Rogue and Nova, but it’s not going to be easy!"
Sam Sparx: "And their opponents, at a combined weight of 565 pounds… Ares and Odin… The War Gods!"
The arena darkens as “War Machine” by KISS roars through the speakers. Ares and Odin, looking like a force of nature, stomp out onto the stage, their expressions stern and focused. Towering over the crowd, they exude raw power as they head to the ring, ignoring the boos and chants.
Josh Grant: "These two have steamrolled over their competition. The War Gods don’t just fight to win—they fight to destroy!"
Tom Steiner: "And that size difference is going to be an obstacle for The Streamers. They’ll have to rely on their speed and teamwork to stand any chance here."
The bell rings, and Mark Jenkins signals the start of the match.
[Match Begins]
Rogue starts things off against Odin. Odin immediately goes for a powerful clothesline, but Rogue ducks and counters with a series of quick kicks to Odin’s legs, attempting to weaken the big man. Odin, though, powers through and catches Rogue with a massive shoulder tackle, sending him sprawling across the ring.
Josh Grant: "Odin’s power is unreal! He sent Rogue flying with just one tackle!"
Odin lifts Rogue into a gorilla press, but Rogue manages to slip out, landing behind Odin and tagging in Nova. The Streamers hit a double dropkick, staggering Odin, and follow up with a drop toe hold from Nova that sends Odin to his knees. Rogue then springboards in and catches Odin with a diving forearm to the back of the head.
Tom Steiner: "Smart strategy by The Streamers! They’re keeping Odin off balance, working as a cohesive unit."
Odin finally powers out, shoving Nova across the ring and tagging in Ares. Ares storms in, leveling Nova with a hard shoulder block and delivering punishing strikes. He hoists Nova up and drops him with a thunderous powerslam, going for a quick cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Nova kicks out, and Ares lifts him up for a suplex, showing off his strength. Nova counters mid-air, slipping behind Ares and tagging in Rogue again. Rogue goes on the offensive, landing rapid-fire kicks to Ares' midsection before leaping up for a DDT. Ares resists, throwing Rogue off, but Nova tags in again and helps Rogue land a double superkick on Ares, who stumbles backward.
Josh Grant: "The Streamers aren’t giving up! They’re throwing everything they’ve got at the War Gods."
Ares, enraged, powers up and tags Odin back in. Odin charges at The Streamers, taking them both down with a double clothesline. He lifts Nova for a chokeslam, but Rogue recovers quickly, chop-blocking Odin’s leg, breaking the hold. Rogue and Nova then hit a double-team codebreaker on Odin, leaving him dazed.
Tom Steiner: "This could be the opening The Streamers need!"
With Odin stunned, The Streamers seize the moment. Rogue quickly locks in a sharpshooter on Odin, applying pressure to the lower back. Before Odin can react, Nova applies a crossface, adding torque and targeting Odin's neck and shoulders.
Josh Grant: "They've locked in The Gifted Sub! Rogue with the sharpshooter, and Nova with the crossface!"
Odin tries to power out, gritting his teeth as he reaches for the ropes, but the combined pain from both holds is too much. Ares tries to enter the ring to break it up, but Rogue tightens his hold and wrenches back, forcing Odin to tap out.
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here are your winners… The Streamers!"
The crowd erupts as "Anti You" plays once more, and The Streamers celebrate their hard-fought victory. They stand tall, raising their arms as the fans cheer, while The War Gods look on in shock, regrouping at ringside.
Tom Steiner: "What an upset! The Streamers just defeated The War Gods in their official debut!"
Josh Grant: "This victory could skyrocket The Streamers right up the ranks in ECWF’s tag division. They used their agility, teamwork, and intelligence to pull off an incredible win!"
The camera captures Rogue and Nova’s celebration, as The Streamers make their mark on ECWF Monday Night Mayhem with an emphatic statement.
WINNERS: THE STREAMERS
A Diamond Debut
Brittani Bezos vs. "The Storm" Deena Hixx
After a commercial break, the camera cuts back to the ring where Sam Sparx is ready to introduce the next match. The crowd murmurs in anticipation as the music begins.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at 135 pounds… making her ECWF debut… Brittani Bezos!"
"Money" by Cardi B hits the speakers, and Brittani Bezos steps onto the stage, looking every bit the Beverly Hills socialite. Dressed in sparkling gear with a high-fashion jacket, she walks down the ramp with a confident, almost dismissive smirk, waving like royalty to the crowd who respond with a mixed reaction. Brittani steps into the ring, soaking in the spotlight and flaunting her affluent background.
Josh Grant: "Well, here she is! The debuting Brittani Bezos. She’s got the best training money can buy, coming from one of the wealthiest families in the world, and tonight she’s here to prove she’s not just another spoiled heiress!"
Tom Steiner: "And this won’t be an easy debut for her, Josh. She’s facing a Diamonds Division veteran who’s looking to make a statement of her own tonight."
Sam Sparx: "And her opponent… from Vero Beach, Florida, weighing in at 160 pounds… ‘The Storm’ Deena Hixx!"
"The Storm Is Coming" by Def Rebel roars to life as Deena Hixx makes her entrance. She marches down the ramp, all business, her eyes locked on the ring and her opponent. Deena throws up a fist to acknowledge the crowd's cheers as she steps into the ring, giving Brittani a challenging glare.
Josh Grant: "Deena Hixx is determined to get back on track in the Diamonds Division. A win tonight could push her right into title contention!"
Tom Steiner: "And she won’t want to be embarrassed by a debuting rookie, even if that rookie is Brittani Bezos."
The bell rings, and referee Nick Pack signals the start of the match.
[Match Begins]
The two lock up in the center of the ring. Deena immediately overpowers Brittani, using her strength advantage to shove her back into the corner. Brittani looks momentarily flustered but quickly recovers, strutting out and adjusting her hair with a smirk.
They go for a second lock-up, but this time Brittani uses a quick arm drag to take Deena down. She stands up, clearly proud of herself, and gives a mock bow to the crowd. Deena, unimpressed, gets back to her feet, nodding in acknowledgment.
Josh Grant: "Brittani might have the confidence, but Deena isn’t going to be intimidated."
Brittani goes for a slap, but Deena blocks it, grabbing her arm and whipping her into the ropes. Deena follows up with a hard shoulder tackle, sending Brittani crashing to the mat. Deena pulls Brittani up and delivers a series of strong forearm shots, backing her into the ropes, before whipping her across the ring and catching her with a back body drop.
Tom Steiner: "Deena’s taking control now, using her power to keep Brittani grounded."
Deena keeps up the pressure, grabbing Brittani in a side headlock. Brittani tries to power out, managing to push Deena into the ropes. On the rebound, Brittani goes for a dropkick, but Deena sidesteps, causing Brittani to crash to the mat. Deena capitalizes, pulling Brittani up and hitting a snap suplex, going for the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Brittani kicks out at two, looking visibly frustrated. Deena pulls her up, but Brittani quickly counters with a jawbreaker, momentarily stunning Deena. Brittani seizes the opportunity, hitting a flurry of strikes and a spinning heel kick that sends Deena staggering into the corner.
Josh Grant: "Brittani showing some resilience here! She’s fighting back against the veteran!"
Brittani charges at Deena in the corner, hitting her with a running knee and following up with a bulldog. She goes for a cover of her own.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Deena powers out at two. Brittani slaps the mat in frustration, then pulls Deena up and goes for a DDT. However, Deena blocks it, lifting Brittani up and slamming her down with a spinebuster, shifting the momentum once again.
Tom Steiner: "What a counter by Deena Hixx! Brittani’s in trouble now."
Deena stands up, firing up the crowd as she signals for her finishing move. She grabs Brittani’s arms, locking in a double chicken wing lift. With a shout, she lifts Brittani into the air and slams her down hard into the mat.
Josh Grant: "There it is! The Deena Slam!"
Deena hooks Brittani’s legs, keeping her down in the pin.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner… ‘The Storm’ Deena Hixx!"
The crowd cheers as “The Storm Is Coming” plays again. Deena raises her arms, looking relieved and triumphant as she soaks in the applause. Brittani rolls out of the ring, clutching her back and looking frustrated at her debut loss.
Josh Grant: "A tough debut for Brittani Bezos, but tonight belongs to Deena Hixx, who showed exactly why she’s a force to be reckoned with in the Diamonds Division!"
Tom Steiner: "Deena wanted to get back on track, and she did just that with authority. But I have a feeling Brittani Bezos will be back with a vengeance!"
Deena poses on the turnbuckle, celebrating her hard-fought victory as the camera fades out, signaling the end of the match.
WINNER: "THE STORM" DEENA HIXX
Special Challenge Match:
Je$TyR SeRyOu$ vs. Odin
The camera returns from a backstage segment, focusing on the ring where Sam Sparx is ready for the next contest. The crowd settles, buzzing with anticipation.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 245 pounds… Je$TyR SeRyOu$!"
"Prince Charming" by Metallica hits the speakers, and Je$TyR SeRyOu$ makes his entrance, exuding an intense energy. He strides down the ramp with a focused, determined look, barely acknowledging the crowd as he makes his way to the ring. The audience reacts with a mix of cheers and jeers, aware of the recent controversy surrounding his Horror Core Championship loss.
Josh Grant: "Je$TyR SeRyOu$ is fired up tonight, and you can see why, Tom. Misery didn’t pin him at Grave Consequences to win the Horror Core Championship – he pinned Ace Sky. Je$TyR has every reason to feel like he was cheated out of his title."
Tom Steiner: "Absolutely, Josh. And judging by the look on Je$TyR’s face, he’s here to take out that frustration on Odin tonight."
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent… from Oslo, Norway, weighing in at 285 pounds… Odin!"
"War Machine" by KISS blares through the arena as Odin, a towering powerhouse, steps out onto the stage. He marches to the ring with an aura of confidence and strength, focused on his opponent. Odin's imposing frame and calm, composed demeanor contrast sharply with Je$TyR’s intensity.
Josh Grant: "Odin is a formidable force, and at 285 pounds, he’s got a clear size advantage over Je$TyR tonight."
Tom Steiner: "But Je$TyR SeRyOu$ is in no mood to back down. I think Odin is in for more of a fight than he may have anticipated."
Referee Susan Spinelli signals for the bell, and the match begins.
[Match Begins]
Right from the start, Je$TyR is all over Odin, charging forward with a flurry of strikes, backing the big man into the corner. Odin tries to cover up, but Je$TyR’s aggression and speed keep him on the defensive. Je$TyR lands a stiff kick to the midsection, then follows up with a running knee, which leaves Odin dazed.
Josh Grant: "Je$TyR is coming out hot here, not giving Odin a chance to breathe!"
Je$TyR whips Odin across the ring and nails him with a hard clothesline on the rebound, staggering the big man. Odin tries to counter with a right hand, but Je$TyR ducks it and hits a quick dropkick to the knee, bringing Odin down to one knee.
Tom Steiner: "Je$TyR is sticking to his game plan, targeting Odin’s leg to neutralize that size advantage."
With Odin kneeling, Je$TyR seizes the opportunity, hitting a DDT that plants Odin hard on the mat. He quickly goes for the cover.
Referee Susan Spinelli: "One… Two—"
Odin kicks out powerfully, but Je$TyR doesn’t let up, immediately transitioning into a mounted position and raining down fists. Odin tries to block, but Je$TyR’s aggressiveness keeps him on the defensive.
Josh Grant: "This is a different Je$TyR SeRyOu$ tonight. He’s got something to prove, and he’s taking it all out on Odin."
Je$TyR pulls Odin to his feet and attempts to whip him into the ropes, but Odin reverses it, sending Je$TyR crashing into the turnbuckle. Odin charges forward, smashing into Je$TyR with a big corner splash. Je$TyR stumbles out of the corner, dazed, and Odin grabs him, hoisting him up for a spinebuster, slamming him down hard.
Tom Steiner: "Odin using his power to turn the tide here!"
Odin goes for the cover.
Referee Susan Spinelli: "One… Two—"
Je$TyR kicks out at two, and Odin looks frustrated. He pulls Je$TyR up and lifts him for a suplex, but Je$TyR manages to slip out of Odin’s grip, landing on his feet behind him. Je$TyR quickly hits a chop block to Odin’s leg, bringing him down to his knees again.
Je$TyR backs up, measuring Odin before charging in with a running knee to the side of the head, dropping Odin to the mat. The crowd reacts, sensing that Je$TyR is preparing for his finisher.
Josh Grant: "This could be it! Je$TyR SeRyOu$ is setting up for Insult-2-InJury!"
Je$TyR pulls Odin up, positioning him for his spinning unprettier finisher. With a determined look, he spins and plants Odin face-first into the mat with a brutal Insult-2-InJury!
Tom Steiner: "He got all of it! Insult-2-InJury connects!"
Je$TyR quickly rolls Odin over and hooks the leg.
Referee Susan Spinelli: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner… Je$TyR SeRyOu$!"
"Prince Charming" by Metallica hits again as Je$TyR SeRyOu$ stands up, his hand raised by referee Susan Spinelli. He looks out at the crowd, his face showing a mix of frustration and satisfaction. The fans give him a mixed reaction, with some cheering and others booing, but Je$TyR seems unfazed, glaring toward the camera with intensity.
Josh Grant: "An impressive, dominant performance by Je$TyR SeRyOu$. He may not have his Horror Core Championship, but he’s certainly made a statement tonight!"
Tom Steiner: "This match was about sending a message, Josh. And if Misery is watching, he’d better be prepared – Je$TyR is far from done with him."
Je$TyR exits the ring, walking up the ramp with a determined expression, clearly ready to continue his quest to regain the title he feels he never truly lost.
WINNER: Je$TyR SeRyOu$
Diamonds Tag Team Matchup
Lynn Starr & ֆʏռռ vs. Aaliyah Landerson & Crystal Zdunich
As the crowd settles, the ring announcer, Sam Sparx, takes the mic to introduce the fourth match of the night.
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!"
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from San Jose, California, weighing in at 114 pounds… Aaliyah Landerson!"
"Vengo Por Ti" by Def Rebel hits, and Aaliyah Landerson makes her way to the ring with a confident bounce in her step. She high-fives fans at ringside, her energy contagious as the audience cheers her on.
Josh Grant: "Aaliyah Landerson has proven she’s a firecracker in the Diamonds Division, and tonight, she’s teaming up with the champ herself!"
Tom Steiner: "Absolutely, Josh. Landerson’s got incredible agility, and she’ll need every bit of it going against Lynn Starr and the fierce ֆʏռռ tonight."
Sam Sparx: "And her tag team partner, from Los Angeles, California, she is the Diamonds Division Champion… Crystal Zdunich!"
"Roses" by Goldlink plays as the Diamonds Division Champion, Crystal Zdunich, steps out onto the stage, raising her title high for the crowd to see. Zdunich walks down the ramp with a look of determination, acknowledging Aaliyah before joining her in the ring.
Josh Grant: "There’s the champ, Crystal Zdunich! Zdunich has been on a tear in the Diamonds Division, and teaming with Landerson tonight could make for an unstoppable duo."
Sam Sparx: "And their opponents, first, from Anchorage, Alaska, weighing in at 145 pounds… ֆʏռռ!"
"Yen" by Slipknot blares as ֆʏռռ strides onto the stage, her intensity evident as she glares at the crowd before heading toward the ring. She exchanges a quick glance with her partner, clearly ready for a fight.
Tom Steiner: "ֆʏռռ is a powerhouse with a mean streak to match, and she’s looking to make a statement tonight by pinning either Landerson or Zdunich."
Sam Sparx: "And her tag team partner, from Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at 140 pounds… Lynn Starr!"
"The Sound of Madness" by Shinedown echoes through the arena as Lynn Starr confidently steps out onto the ramp. Starr scans the crowd with a smirk, exuding confidence as she joins ֆʏռռ in the ring.
Josh Grant: "Lynn Starr is as tough as they come, and combined with ֆʏռռ, they’re going to be a serious challenge for Landerson and Zdunich."
Tom Steiner: "This is going to be an intense clash, Josh. All four of these competitors want to leave a mark here tonight."
Referee Mark Jervis checks both teams before signaling for the bell to start the match.
[Match Begins]
Landerson and Lynn Starr start things off. Starr quickly tries to establish dominance, using her experience to keep Landerson on the defensive with hard strikes and technical holds. She whips Landerson into the ropes, but Landerson ducks a clothesline and counters with a quick arm drag, showing off her agility. Starr looks frustrated as Landerson tags in Zdunich, who enters the ring with confidence.
Zdunich and Starr exchange blows, with Zdunich getting the upper hand, using a series of kicks and a spinning back elbow that sends Starr stumbling back into her corner. ֆʏռռ tags herself in, eager to square off with the Diamonds Division Champion.
Josh Grant: "Here we go! The champ and her possible next challenger, ֆʏռռ, face-to-face!"
ֆʏռռ and Zdunich trade strikes in the middle of the ring, neither one backing down. ֆʏռռ powers through Zdunich's strikes and lifts her for a powerslam, slamming her down hard. She goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jervis: "One… Two—"
Zdunich kicks out at two, showing her resilience. ֆʏռռ doesn’t let up, dragging Zdunich to her feet and tagging in Starr. Together, they execute a double suplex on Zdunich, leaving her dazed.
Tom Steiner: "Great teamwork by Starr and ֆʏռռ. They’re keeping Zdunich isolated from her partner."
Starr continues to wear down Zdunich, applying a chinlock to sap her energy. Zdunich, with the crowd’s support, fights her way up and breaks free, landing a back elbow that creates some distance. She dives toward her corner, tagging in Landerson just as Starr charges at her.
Landerson enters the ring and takes Starr down with a series of quick dropkicks. She runs the ropes and nails Starr with a headscissors takedown, followed by a hurricanrana. The crowd is on their feet as Landerson goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jervis: "One… Two—"
Starr kicks out, looking frustrated. As Landerson backs off, ֆʏռռ tags herself in again, catching Landerson off guard with a big boot. ֆʏռռ starts laying in stiff strikes, knocking Landerson around the ring before lifting her for a fallaway slam.
Josh Grant: "ֆʏռռ is a force to be reckoned with! Landerson’s in trouble here."
Zdunich rallies her partner from the corner, and Landerson fights back, catching ֆʏռռ with a surprise enzuigiri that leaves both women down. Both crawl toward their corners, and just as ֆʏռռ reaches out to Starr, Landerson makes the tag to Zdunich, who rushes in with renewed energy.
Zdunich goes on a rampage, taking down both ֆʏռռ and Starr with a flurry of strikes. She hits ֆʏռռ with a jumping knee strike and then catches Starr with a spinning neckbreaker, sending her rolling out of the ring. Zdunich motions to Landerson, signaling for their next move.
Tom Steiner: "The champ and her partner are taking control now!"
As ֆʏռռ gets to her feet, Zdunich tags Landerson back in. Zdunich whips ֆʏռռ toward Landerson, who leaps to the top rope. She launches herself off with the Landerson Frog Splash, crashing down onto ֆʏռռ for the pin.
Referee Mark Jervis: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here are your winners… Aaliyah Landerson and the Diamonds Division Champion, Crystal Zdunich!"
"Vengo Por Ti" by Def Rebel plays again as Zdunich and Landerson celebrate their victory. The crowd cheers as the two raise each other's hands in victory, a clear statement made by both competitors in the Diamonds Division.
Josh Grant: "What a win for Aaliyah Landerson and the Diamonds Division Champion, Crystal Zdunich! Landerson picks up the pin on ֆʏռռ, which could really shake up the division!"
Tom Steiner: "Landerson and Zdunich made a great team tonight, and Landerson’s Frog Splash was the perfect ending to this hard-fought battle."
Zdunich and Landerson exit the ring, celebrating with the fans as they head up the ramp, leaving Starr and ֆʏռռ frustrated in the ring.
WINNERS: CRYSTAL ZDUNICH AND AALIYAH LANDERSON
Horror Core Championship Match:
Misery (c) vs. Ares
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the ECWF Horror Core Championship!"
The crowd buzzes with anticipation as a powerful guitar riff echoes through the arena.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, the challenger… from Sparta, Greece, weighing in at 280 pounds… Ares!"
"War Machine" by KISS blasts through the speakers as Ares steps out onto the stage, his imposing frame silhouetted against a backdrop of flashing lights. The “God of War” marches to the ring with an intense, focused expression, ready to bring the fight for the Horror Core Championship.
Josh Grant: "Ares has made a name for himself in ECWF with his sheer power and unyielding strength. Tonight, he’s looking to add the Horror Core Championship to his list of accomplishments."
Tom Steiner: "He’s a warrior in every sense of the word, Josh, and if anyone can take down Misery, it might just be Ares."
The crowd’s cheers turn to a mix of awe and apprehension as the arena lights dim. An ominous, heavy beat begins as dark smoke fills the entrance ramp.
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent… from the Pits of Despair, weighing in at 270 pounds, he is the ECWF Horror Core Champion… Misery!"
Misery emerges from the smoke, Horror Core Championship slung over his shoulder, and a sinister smile spread across his face. The ominous aura around him captures the crowd’s attention as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, eyes locked on Ares in the ring.
Josh Grant: "Misery is as dangerous as they come. With that Horror Core Championship, he has taken brutality to new levels here in ECWF."
Tom Steiner: "And he’s not just a brawler, Josh. Misery is calculated, a master of psychological warfare. This is going to be one intense battle."
Referee Mark Jenkins holds up the Horror Core Championship for the audience, signaling that the title is on the line. He then hands it off and calls for the bell to start the match.
[Match Begins]
As soon as the bell rings, Ares charges at Misery, eager to overpower him early. Misery sidesteps and throws a quick jab, only to be met by Ares’ powerful shoulder block, sending the champion staggering backward. Ares capitalizes, delivering stiff forearms to Misery’s face before lifting him up for a belly-to-belly suplex, sending Misery crashing to the mat.
Josh Grant: "Ares wasting no time here! He’s bringing that raw power to the Horror Core Champion."
Tom Steiner: "He knows he can’t let Misery get any momentum. Ares wants to keep the big man down and grounded."
Ares lifts Misery and whips him into the corner, charging forward with a massive clothesline. Misery slumps down, and Ares hits him with a series of knee strikes to the gut. The crowd cheers as Ares pulls Misery out of the corner and attempts to lift him for a spinebuster. Misery, however, counters mid-air, raking Ares across the eyes and landing on his feet.
With a snarl, Misery hits Ares with a vicious uppercut, followed by a hard knee to the midsection. He grabs Ares by the head and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle, unleashing a series of brutal punches and elbows.
Tom Steiner: "And here comes the champion, turning up the aggression! Misery is going for the jugular."
Josh Grant: "You can see why he’s the Horror Core Champion. He doesn’t just want to win; he wants to inflict pain."
Misery steps back and lets Ares stagger forward before hitting him with a swinging neckbreaker. Misery goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Ares powers out, shoving Misery off of him. Misery looks unfazed, instead grinning as he begins stalking his opponent. He lifts Ares and hooks him for a suplex but transitions mid-air, bringing Ares crashing down with a DDT instead.
Josh Grant: "Misery showing off his versatility here. He’s got a game plan, and he’s sticking to it."
Misery rolls out of the ring, searching under it until he pulls out a steel chair. The crowd erupts in cheers, knowing what this means in a Horror Core Championship match. Misery slides back into the ring with the chair, raising it high as Ares begins to get to his feet.
Just as Misery swings, Ares ducks, and the chair slams into the mat. Ares takes advantage, lifting Misery and hitting him with a powerful spinebuster, planting him right onto the chair. The crowd roars as Ares goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Misery barely kicks out, clutching his back in pain.
Tom Steiner: "Ares almost had him! That spinebuster onto the chair could’ve done it."
Ares, sensing an opportunity, sets Misery up for a running powerslam. He lifts Misery onto his shoulder, but Misery slips out and lands behind him, immediately delivering a chop block to Ares’ knee. Ares drops to one knee, and Misery takes advantage, wrapping his arm around Ares’s neck for a guillotine choke.
Josh Grant: "Misery is wearing down the powerhouse Ares here, trying to drain his energy!"
After a struggle, Ares manages to fight his way out, throwing Misery off of him and back to his feet. Misery quickly recovers and drives a knee into Ares’s stomach before setting up his finisher. He waits, watching as Ares stumbles to his feet. With a burst of speed, Misery charges forward and hits him with the Cruor (a brutal spear). The impact echoes through the arena as Ares crashes to the mat.
Tom Steiner: "Cruor! Misery just drove right through Ares with that spear!"
Misery hooks Ares’s leg, going for the pin.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner, and still ECWF Horror Core Champion… Misery!"
"Prince Charming" by Metallica blares over the speakers as Misery rises to his feet, breathing heavily. The referee hands him the Horror Core Championship, which he raises above his head with a twisted smile.
Josh Grant: "Misery retains the Horror Core Championship, and he did it with that devastating spear. Ares put up a great fight, but Misery’s ruthlessness was just too much."
Tom Steiner: "This is why Misery is the Horror Core Champion, Josh. He’s relentless, he’s ruthless, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep that title."
Misery exits the ring, holding the championship high as he makes his way up the ramp, leaving Ares recovering in the ring, a reminder of the brutal cost of challenging the Horror Core Champion.
WINNER: MISERY
Midwest Title Contender's Tournament:
Andrew Raynes vs. "The Poster Boy" Jayden Riley
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a semi-final match in the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament!"
The arena fills with cheers as the lights dim, and a high-energy guitar riff cuts through the air.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 225 pounds… Andrew Raynes!"
"Omnishred" by Powerglove hits as Andrew Raynes strides onto the stage, a determined expression on his face. Focused and intense, Raynes acknowledges the crowd with a quick nod before locking his eyes on the ring. He’s got a serious demeanor tonight, ready to battle his way to the Midwest Championship opportunity.
Josh Grant: "Andrew Raynes has been on a tear lately, and tonight he’s looking to punch his ticket to the finals for a Midwest Championship shot. This man is laser-focused."
Tom Steiner: "No doubt, Josh. Raynes has been showing us he’s got what it takes, but he’s up against ‘The Poster Boy,’ who’s no pushover."
Raynes waits in the ring as the music fades out, and the atmosphere shifts once again as "Here To Show The World" by Downstait begins to play.
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 265 pounds… ‘The Poster Boy’ Jayden Riley!"
Jayden Riley steps out, exuding confidence as he poses on the ramp, flexing his muscles for the crowd. He’s all charisma, working the audience as he heads down the ramp with a smile on his face.
Josh Grant: "Jayden Riley’s all about making an impression, and with his size and strength, he’s certainly got the tools to make it to the finals."
Tom Steiner: "He may come off as cocky, but Riley has the skills to back it up. Tonight is his chance to show just why he’s called ‘The Poster Boy.’"
Referee Mark Jenkins calls both competitors to the center of the ring for a quick pre-match rundown before signaling for the bell.
[Match Begins]
As the bell rings, Riley and Raynes circle each other, each gauging the other’s strengths. They lock up, with Riley using his size advantage to push Raynes back toward the ropes. Raynes slips out, ducking under Riley’s grasp and bouncing off the ropes to build momentum. He charges at Riley, delivering a quick forearm to the face that rocks “The Poster Boy” but doesn’t knock him down.
Riley smirks, clearly unfazed, and invites Raynes to try again. Raynes takes the bait, charging in with a second forearm, only for Riley to absorb the impact and retaliate with a thunderous shoulder block that sends Raynes sprawling.
Josh Grant: "Riley is using that size and power to his advantage early on, and it’s paying off."
Tom Steiner: "Raynes is going to have to find a way to wear Riley down if he wants to stay in this."
Riley goes on the offensive, lifting Raynes up and whipping him hard into the corner. He follows up with a running clothesline, slamming Raynes against the turnbuckles. As Raynes stumbles out of the corner, Riley scoops him up and delivers a crisp body slam, going for an early pin.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Tw—"
Raynes kicks out quickly, showing resilience. Riley smirks and lifts Raynes back to his feet, preparing to hit a suplex. But Raynes fights back, landing quick strikes to Riley’s ribs, breaking free of his grip. With agility, Raynes snaps Riley’s head back with a jawbreaker, sending him reeling. Raynes capitalizes, leaping up and bringing Riley down with a perfectly executed dropkick.
Tom Steiner: "There we go! Raynes is picking up steam and starting to chip away at Riley."
Raynes stays on the attack, locking Riley into a headlock and driving him down with a swinging neckbreaker. He goes for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two—"
Riley powers out, shoving Raynes off with authority. Raynes, unfazed, quickly scrambles to his feet, determined to maintain his momentum. He waits for Riley to get up, then goes for a running knee, but Riley catches him mid-stride and counters with a spinebuster that shakes the ring.
Josh Grant: "What impact from Jayden Riley! That spinebuster could’ve ended it right there."
Riley hooks the leg for the cover.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two…"
Raynes kicks out at the last moment. Riley shows some frustration, but he wastes no time, lifting Raynes up for a powerbomb attempt. As Riley sets up, Raynes counters mid-lift, slipping out and landing behind Riley. In one fluid motion, Raynes grabs Riley and delivers a snap German suplex, dropping him on his head.
Tom Steiner: "What a counter by Andrew Raynes! This man is relentless."
Raynes signals to the crowd, who are firmly behind him, and he begins stalking Riley, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. As Riley gets to his feet, Raynes seizes his chance, hitting a quick series of strikes to wear down “The Poster Boy.” With Riley stunned, Raynes goes for his finishing move.
With precision, Raynes hooks Riley, and in a flash, he drives him down with Shattered Glass (Leaping Reverse STO)! The crowd erupts as Riley crashes to the mat, and Raynes hooks the leg for the pin.
Referee Mark Jenkins: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner and advancing to the finals of the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament… Andrew Raynes!"
"Omnishred" by Powerglove hits as Raynes gets to his feet, victorious. The referee raises his arm, and he takes a moment to look out at the crowd, feeding off their energy as he celebrates his hard-fought win.
Josh Grant: "Andrew Raynes did it! He’s moving on to the finals for a shot at the Midwest Championship."
Tom Steiner: "Raynes just proved he has what it takes to go toe-to-toe with the best. He’s one step closer to that title shot!"
Raynes soaks in the crowd’s cheers as he exits the ring, leaving Riley disappointed in the ring, a reminder of just how close he came. But for Raynes, tonight is another victory on his road to championship glory.
WINNER: ANDREW RAYNES
Midwest Title Contender's Tournament:
Robert Armstrong vs. John Blade
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a semi-final match in the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament!"
The crowd buzzes with excitement as “The Time Is Now” hits, and John Blade steps through the curtain, hyping up the fans with his signature hustle and energy.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 251 pounds… John Blade!"
Blade makes his way to the ring, interacting with the fans and showing off his trademark salute on the turnbuckle. The crowd is solidly behind him, chanting his name.
Josh Grant: "John Blade has been an ECWF icon, and he’s looking to add another accolade to his storied career by going for the Midwest Championship."
Tom Steiner: "Blade has faced countless opponents, but tonight, he’s got a tough one in Robert Armstrong, who’s determined to make a statement."
Blade’s music fades, and the arena shifts as "Requiem" by Avenged Sevenfold fills the air. Robert Armstrong appears at the top of the ramp, his eyes intense, exuding confidence and focus.
Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Verona, California, weighing in at 235 pounds… Robert Armstrong!"
Armstrong marches to the ring with purpose, paying little attention to the fans. His demeanor is all business, his gaze locked on Blade, a fierce determination etched on his face.
Josh Grant: "Robert Armstrong has been hungry for a shot at the Midwest Title, and this tournament is his chance to prove he’s championship material."
Tom Steiner: "With a brutal finisher like The Requiem, Armstrong’s got the tools to win, but Blade isn’t going down without a fight."
Referee Nick Pack calls for the bell, and both men approach the center of the ring.
[Match Begins]
Blade and Armstrong lock up in the center, with Blade initially using his size and strength to force Armstrong back. Armstrong quickly breaks free and throws a sharp forearm to Blade’s chest, sending him stumbling. Blade shakes it off, responding with a flurry of punches, each one pushing Armstrong closer to the ropes. Blade whips Armstrong across the ring, and as he rebounds, Blade nails him with a shoulder tackle, dropping Armstrong to the mat.
Josh Grant: "Blade’s using that power advantage early on. Armstrong has to find a way to match Blade’s intensity."
Armstrong is back on his feet quickly, and the two exchange strikes, each trying to get the upper hand. Blade goes for a suplex, but Armstrong counters, landing behind Blade and delivering a swift chop block to the back of Blade’s knee, bringing him down. Armstrong seizes the opportunity, targeting Blade’s knee with stomps to wear down his opponent.
Tom Steiner: "Smart strategy by Armstrong, going after Blade’s leg. If he takes out the base, it’ll be hard for Blade to use his power moves."
Armstrong drags Blade toward the ropes, propping his leg up before landing a harsh knee drop to the targeted area. Blade grimaces, clutching his knee as Armstrong continues the assault, pulling him to his feet only to deliver a snap DDT. Armstrong quickly goes for the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Blade kicks out with authority, showing he’s still got plenty of fight left. Armstrong smirks, unfazed, and brings Blade up, looking to set him up for a suplex of his own. But Blade counters, delivering a series of quick punches to Armstrong’s midsection before lifting him up for a spinebuster, slamming him hard into the mat. The crowd erupts as Blade covers for the pin.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Armstrong gets a shoulder up just in time. Blade takes a moment to catch his breath, shaking off the pain in his knee as he gets to his feet, signaling to the crowd that he’s ready to finish Armstrong. As Armstrong rises, Blade sets up for the Five Knuckle Shuffle, running off the ropes to deliver his signature move. But Armstrong rolls out of the way at the last second, leaving Blade to hit the mat.
Josh Grant: "Armstrong saw that coming! Blade’s opening just slipped through his fingers."
Armstrong capitalizes, pulling Blade to his feet and landing a series of rapid strikes. He backs Blade into the corner, climbing the turnbuckle and delivering a string of ten punches as the crowd counts along. He hops down, positioning Blade for a German suplex and snapping him back hard onto the mat.
Tom Steiner: "Armstrong’s relentless! He’s not giving Blade any room to breathe."
With Blade down, Armstrong signals to the crowd, his eyes flashing with intensity. He lifts Blade up and hits him with a knee to the face, stunning him before setting him up for his devastating finisher. Armstrong hoists Blade onto his shoulders, transitioning into The Requiem — a Go 2 Sleep followed immediately by a vicious soccer kick to the chest as Blade stumbles back.
Blade crumples to the mat, and Armstrong drops for the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner, advancing to the finals of the Midwest Championship Contender’s Tournament… Robert Armstrong!"
"Murder One" by Metallica blares through the arena as Armstrong stands tall, raising his arms in victory. He glances down at Blade with a look of satisfaction, knowing he’s one step closer to a Midwest Championship opportunity.
Josh Grant: "An impressive win by Robert Armstrong! He’s moving on to the tournament finals with that devastating Requiem."
Tom Steiner: "Armstrong’s focus and intensity tonight were unmatched. If he keeps this up, he’s going to be a real threat for the Midwest Championship."
Armstrong exits the ring, acknowledging the fans with a nod before making his way up the ramp. Meanwhile, Blade is helped to his feet by the referee, showing the effects of Armstrong’s punishing offense. The crowd gives him a warm round of applause as he exits, but tonight, it’s Armstrong who stands victorious and advances in the tournament.
WINNER: ROBERT ARMSTRONG
Main Event - Three Way Dance for the ECWF Tag Team Titles
The Slaytons (c) vs. Victor Kall & Caine Marik vs. Erik Holland & Daron Smythe
Sam Sparx: "The following contest is the main event of the evening and is a three-way tag team match!"
The arena fills with anticipation as "#1" by Nelly blares, signaling the entrance of Daron Smythe. He steps onto the stage, full of confidence, eyeing the crowd with a smug grin as he makes his way to the ring.
Sam Sparx: "Introducing first, from Wheeling, West Virginia, weighing in at 256 pounds… Daron Smythe!"
Smythe saunters down the ramp, his swagger evident, looking unfazed by the challenge ahead. He steps into the ring, casually leaning against the ropes, waiting for his partner.
Josh Grant: "Daron Smythe has been on a hot streak, but tonight, he’s forced to team with someone he’s publicly disrespected—ECWF’s own legend, Erik Holland."
The lights dim and a haunting melody fills the arena as "The Dying Song" by Slipknot signals the arrival of Erik Holland. With his imposing figure and steely glare, he steps out, giving Smythe a cold nod as he heads down to the ring.
Sam Sparx: "And his tag team partner, from Silent Hill, weighing in at 285 pounds… Erik Holland!"
Holland climbs into the ring, sharing a tense stare with Smythe. There’s no handshake, no interaction—just the mutual understanding of temporary alliance.
Tom Steiner: "Erik Holland has one goal tonight: he’s looking for one last ride to the Heavyweight Title. But with Smythe as his partner, who knows how stable this team will be."
"Hellraiser" by Ozzy Osbourne & Lemmy roars through the speakers as Caine Marik steps out, a grim expression on his face. Ignoring the jeers from the crowd, he eyes his former allies, the Slaytons, with pure disdain.
Sam Sparx: "And introducing their opponents, first, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 245 pounds… Caine Marik!"
Marik walks down the ramp with purpose, his gaze never leaving the ring as he waits for his tag partner, the man who now holds the Heavyweight Championship.
The eerie sounds of "Twin Peaks Fire Walk With Me" by Fantomas play as Victor Kall, the new ECWF Heavyweight Champion, emerges. With the title around his waist, he carries a calm yet menacing aura as he joins Marik.
Sam Sparx: "And his partner, from Canaan, Vermont, weighing in at 202 pounds… the ECWF Heavyweight Champion… Victor Kall!"
Kall and Marik exchange a silent nod of understanding, unified by a shared goal and a disdain for their opponents.
Josh Grant: "Caine Marik has been alienated by The Dynasty, his own family, and tonight he’s got a Heavyweight Champion by his side in Victor Kall. But it won’t be easy with all the bad blood in this ring."
"Du Hast" by Motionless In White hits, and the crowd erupts in boos as the ECWF World Tag Team Champions, Patrick and David Slayton, make their entrance. The Slaytons stand together on the ramp, sneering as they make their way to the ring.
Sam Sparx: "And their opponents, at a combined weight of 470 pounds… they are the ECWF World Tag Team Champions… The Dynasty—Patrick and David Slayton!"
Patrick and David enter the ring with arrogant confidence, looking over at Marik with a condescending smirk as they mouth "Eddy" at him, mocking his given name.
Tom Steiner: "The Slaytons have made it clear they don’t respect Caine Marik anymore, going as far as calling him by his real name, ‘Eddy,’ and stealing the spotlight wherever they can."
[Match Begins]
Referee Nick Pack calls for the bell, and Erik Holland and David Slayton start off. Holland charges, immediately going on the offensive, battering David with heavy strikes that send him reeling. Holland powers David into the corner, throwing brutal forearms. David counters with an eye rake, and then a quick tag to Patrick, who charges in, hammering Holland with stomps.
Josh Grant: "The Slaytons showing no mercy here, and Holland’s got his work cut out for him."
Holland powers back, throwing Patrick off him and nailing a heavy lariat. He drags Patrick to his corner, tagging in Daron Smythe with a smirk. Smythe rolls his eyes but steps in, grabbing Patrick with a side headlock before delivering a crisp suplex.
Smythe works Patrick over with a mix of technical and flashy moves, showing off his skillset to the crowd’s mixed reaction. But when Patrick slips free and tags in Caine Marik, the atmosphere shifts. Smythe smirks, taunting Marik, who barrels into him with hard punches. The two trade blows until Marik overpowers Smythe, sending him crashing with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Tom Steiner: "Caine Marik is fired up! Smythe’s in trouble!"
After a quick tag, Victor Kall enters, capitalizing on Marik’s work, delivering a precise series of kicks to Smythe’s midsection. Kall maintains control with grappling holds and quick jabs, wearing Smythe down. But when Kall turns for a running strike, Smythe ducks, and Holland blind tags himself in.
Holland storms in, knocking Kall down with a huge clothesline, then charging across the ring to knock both Slaytons off the apron with a shoulder tackle. Kall tries to get back up, but Holland lifts him for a power slam, making the cover.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two—"
Kall kicks out, and the match continues as all six men find themselves cycling in and out, with fierce interactions and alliances shifting at every turn. Tension mounts as Caine Marik and David Slayton end up the legal men.
In the ring, Marik and David Slayton face off, and David sneers, slapping Marik hard across the face.
David Slayton: "What are you gonna do about it, Eddy?!"
The crowd gasps as Marik’s face darkens with rage. Without hesitation, Marik blasts David with The Burn Knuckle (Superman Punch), flooring him with a thunderous impact. Patrick Slayton slides into the ring, chair in hand, and chases Marik, who exits the ring with Patrick in hot pursuit, leaving David vulnerable.
Josh Grant: "Caine Marik just took David out cold! But now Patrick’s after him—there goes Marik, and we’re down to chaos in the ring!"
With the Slaytons out of the ring, Daron Smythe sees an opportunity and quickly rolls in. He lines up a dazed David Slayton, hitting him with his devastating #1 and Done Superkick. Erik Holland steps in, lifting David up for The Toxic Avenger (an Attitude Adjustment-style move). However, as Holland swings David around, David’s feet catch Smythe in the head, sending him tumbling out of the ring.
Tom Steiner: "Miscommunication there! Holland inadvertently took out Smythe with David’s feet!"
Holland recovers, hoisting David up and delivering The Toxic Avenger with authority. He covers David as the crowd roars.
Referee Nick Pack: "One… Two… Three!"
[Bell Rings]
Sam Sparx: "Here are your winners… Daron Smythe and Erik Holland!"
Victor Kall crawls back toward the ring just as the three count hits, but he’s too late to break up the pinfall. Holland stands tall, a fierce glint in his eyes, as he takes in the win. Outside the ring, Smythe is on his knees, wiping blood from his mouth, smirking at Holland in the ring.
Josh Grant: "Erik Holland and Daron Smythe just pulled off a huge victory, but you can feel the tension between them!"
Tom Steiner: "Look at that smile on Smythe! He’s clearly planning something, and Holland may have just done the dirty work. Victor Kall missed the save by a hair—what a chaotic ending!"
Holland and Smythe exchange a wary look, the uneasy partnership evident. Kall glares at them both from the floor, seething over the close loss, while The Dynasty regroups at the ramp, David clutching his jaw from Holland’s devastating finisher. The screen fades as Monday Night Mayhem goes off the air, leaving the fans buzzing with questions about the alliances and rivalries that just played out.
WINNERS AND NEW ECWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: ERIK HOLLAND AND DARON SMYTHE
