Mayhem Episode #14

[Stephen Grant/ Daron Smythe]

Theme Song: Monday Night Mayhem Theme suno.com/song/991c1df1-c2e7-469f-8c86-3a3ddb268fd1

The cameras cut to a roaring crowd at the Liberty First Credit Union Arena in Ralston, Nebraska, just outside Omaha. Pyrotechnics explode in a dazzling display, filling the arena with thunderous booms and flashing lights as ECWF’s signature Monday Night Mayhem theme song blares through the speakers. The camera pans across the packed house, capturing fans waving signs and wearing merchandise of their favorite stars. A banner hangs above the ring reading, "MONDAY NIGHT MAYHEM - LIVE!"

Josh Grant: "Welcome to another adrenaline-fueled edition of ECWF Monday Night Mayhem! We’re coming to you LIVE from the Liberty First Credit Union Arena, and Tom, this Omaha crowd is on fire tonight!"

Tom Steiner: "That’s right, Josh! The heartland of America knows how to bring the energy, and they’re in for one heck of a show tonight! We’ve got championship implications and debuts that will rock this place to its core."

Josh Grant: "Let’s talk about the huge main event. Tag team warfare will close the show as The Streamers take on Victor Kall and Caine Marik for the right to challenge for the ECWF World Tag Team Titles!"

Tom Steiner: "Kall and Marik have been at each other’s throats over the Heavyweight Championship, but can they coexist tonight against a team as cohesive as The Streamers? That’s going to be the question, Josh!"

Josh Grant: "And in the Midwest division, we have not one but TWO massive matches! First, Andrew Raynes and Robert Armstrong clash in the finals of the Midwest Contender’s Tournament. Then, whoever survives that war will have to turn around and challenge the reigning champion, Daron Smythe, later in the night!"

Tom Steiner: "Daron Smythe has been on a roll, but can he handle the uncertainty of a mystery opponent? You know he’s got to be watching that tournament final closely."

Josh Grant: "For the Diamonds Division, we’ve got a four-way showdown to determine the next contender. Aaliyah Landerson, Brittani Bezos, Deena Hixx, and Lynn Starr will all fight tooth and nail for that shot at the title!"

Tom Steiner: "The Diamonds Division is heating up, and tonight’s match could steal the show, Josh. These women are hungry to shine."

Josh Grant: "Speaking of stealing the show, we’ve got Erik Holland in a special challenge match! Who will step up to face 'The Haunted'? Holland has been unstoppable lately, but this division is full of surprises."

Tom Steiner: "If anyone can make a statement, it’s Erik Holland. The question is, who’s brave enough to get in the ring with him tonight?"

Josh Grant: "Plus, the Mayhem debut of Piston Hondo, who will face Jayden Riley in what promises to be a thrilling opening bout. Hondo’s been making waves on the independent scene, but can he handle a rising star like Riley?"

Tom Steiner: "Riley’s no stranger to proving people wrong. Hondo will have to bring his A-game if he wants to start his ECWF career with a win."

Josh Grant: "And let’s not forget the Horror Core division! John Blade faces Odin to determine who gets the next shot at the Horror Core Championship. Both men are powerhouses, and this match could get downright brutal!"

Tom Steiner: "Blade’s got the experience, but Odin’s got the size and a chip on his shoulder. This is going to be a slugfest, plain and simple."

Josh Grant: "All this and so much more tonight on Mayhem! Buckle up, folks—it’s going to be a wild ride!"

The camera cuts to the stage as Piston Hondo’s entrance music hits, and the crowd erupts in anticipation of the first match.



The lights in the Liberty First Credit Union Arena dim as a thunderous gong echoes through the air. The crowd buzzes in anticipation as “Limit Break” from Dragon Ball Super kicks in, and the stage erupts with vibrant flashes of blue and gold lights. Out steps Piston Hondo, wearing a red and gold robe with a stoic expression, his fists tightly taped, ready for action.

Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing 174 pounds... PISTON HONDO!"

Josh Grant: "The debut of Piston Hondo! This man is a legend on the international circuit and is known for his lightning-fast strikes and devastating knockout power."

Tom Steiner: "He’s a smaller competitor, but don’t let his size fool you. Those hands are lethal weapons, and I can’t wait to see them in action tonight!"

Hondo marches to the ring with laser focus, pausing only to bow to the crowd before stepping into the ring and shedding his robe. He shadowboxes briefly, showcasing his speed to a chorus of cheers.

The mood shifts as “Here To Show The World” by Downstait blares through the arena. The fans give a mixed reaction as Jayden Riley struts onto the stage, flexing his muscles and flashing a confident smirk. Draped in a sequined jacket, he exudes arrogance as he makes his way to the ring.

Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Miami Beach, Florida, weighing 265 pounds… 'The Poster Boy' JAYDEN RILEY!"

Josh Grant: "Jayden Riley is not lacking in confidence, Tom, but tonight he’s up against someone who may very well knock that swagger right out of him."

Tom Steiner: "Riley has the size advantage, though, and he’s got the experience in an ECWF ring. If he can ground Hondo, he might just spoil the debut."

Riley poses in the corner before removing his jacket, glaring at Hondo, who remains calm and unmoving. Referee Mark Jenkins calls for the bell, and the match begins.

Riley charges at Hondo immediately, looking to overpower him, but Hondo sidesteps and peppers Riley with quick jabs to the ribs. Riley backs up, visibly frustrated, and the crowd cheers for Hondo’s agility.

Josh Grant: "Piston Hondo wasting no time showing off that lightning speed!"

Tom Steiner: "Riley’s going to need to keep his cool here. Getting flustered against a striker like Hondo is a recipe for disaster."

Riley manages to grab Hondo in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, using his size to shove him into the corner. He lands a hard knee to Hondo’s midsection, followed by a clubbing forearm to the back. Riley lifts Hondo for a bodyslam, but Hondo slips out and lands a spinning back kick to Riley’s thigh, staggering the bigger man.

Hondo capitalizes, unleashing a series of rapid kicks and punches that have Riley reeling. The crowd erupts as Hondo lands a crisp snap suplex, bridging into a quick pin attempt.

Referee Mark Jenkins: "One! Tw—"
Riley powers out.

Josh Grant: "Hondo with the first pin attempt of the match, but Riley’s size advantage comes into play there."

Tom Steiner: "The question now is, can Riley adapt? He’s looking increasingly frustrated, and Hondo’s just getting started."

Riley regains control with a surprise lariat that turns Hondo inside out. He stomps Hondo repeatedly, taunting the crowd as he soaks in the moment. Riley lifts Hondo for a delayed vertical suplex, showing off his power, and slams him down hard.

Josh Grant: "What a suplex! Riley showing he’s more than just talk!"

Riley goes for a cover.

Referee Mark Jenkins: "One! Two—"
Hondo kicks out, showing resilience.

Riley grows impatient, pulling Hondo to his feet and setting up for a powerbomb. As Riley lifts him, Hondo shifts his weight, landing on his feet and immediately firing off a spinning elbow that stuns Riley. The crowd roars as Hondo backs into the corner, crouching and preparing for his signature strike.

Josh Grant: "Uh-oh, Tom! I think Riley’s about to get introduced to the Bullet Train!"

Tom Steiner: "And there’s no ticket out of this one!"

Hondo explodes out of the corner, launching into a ferocious series of punches—left, right, left, right, faster and faster. Riley stumbles, trying to cover up, but Hondo’s fists find their mark. With one final devastating uppercut, Riley collapses to the mat, completely out cold.

Josh Grant: "What a flurry! Riley is down, and he’s not moving!"

Referee Mark Jenkins: "One! Two! Three!"

The bell rings as Hondo raises his fists triumphantly. The crowd erupts in cheers.

Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner… PISTON HONDO!"

Josh Grant: "An impressive debut for Piston Hondo! The man came, he saw, and he delivered the Bullet Train Punch with pinpoint accuracy!"

Tom Steiner: "Jayden Riley may have underestimated Hondo, but after tonight, nobody else will. This is just the beginning for Piston Hondo in ECWF!"

Hondo bows to the crowd before exiting the ring, leaving Riley still being tended to by officials as the camera cuts to a commercial break.

WINNER: PISTON HONDO




The arena lights dim slightly as a triumphant brass fanfare kicks in, signaling the arrival of one of ECWF’s most recognizable stars. The crowd explodes with a mix of cheers and boos as "The Time Is Now" blares through the speakers. John Blade emerges, hyped up as always, wearing his signature cap and oversized chain. He salutes the crowd before sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the ring, soaking in the energy from the fans.

Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will determine the number one contender for the Horror Core Championship! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing 251 pounds… JOHN BLADE!"

Josh Grant: "John Blade has done it all in ECWF, but tonight he’s stepping into unfamiliar territory—Horror Core contention!"

Tom Steiner: "Blade’s got the heart of a champion, no question about that. But this isn’t just any match—this is a ticket to a division where brutality reigns supreme."

The lights flicker red as "War Machine" by KISS hits, and the mood in the arena shifts to one of intimidation. Odin steps through the curtain, his imposing frame casting a shadow over the stage. With a menacing glare, he walks to the ring methodically, exuding raw power and intensity.

Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Oslo, Norway, weighing 285 pounds… ODIN!"

Josh Grant: "This man is a behemoth, Tom. Odin has all the tools to dominate not just this match, but the entire Horror Core division."

Tom Steiner: "Blade may be the experienced veteran here, but he’s giving up size and power to the Norse juggernaut. If he’s going to win, he’ll need to rely on his speed and resilience."

Referee Nick Pack calls for the bell, and the match is underway.

The two men circle each other before locking up in the center of the ring. Odin immediately overpowers Blade, shoving him back into the corner with authority. Odin follows up with a vicious knee strike to Blade’s midsection, doubling him over. Grabbing Blade by the head, Odin tosses him across the ring like a ragdoll, drawing a roar from the crowd.

Josh Grant: "Odin’s power is frightening, Tom. He’s manhandling Blade in the opening moments!"

Tom Steiner: "This is exactly what Blade had to avoid. If Odin keeps the pace slow and methodical, it could be over quickly."

Blade struggles to his feet, only for Odin to charge at him with a massive clothesline that nearly takes his head off. Odin goes for an early cover.

Referee Nick Pack: "One! Two—"
Blade kicks out, showing his resilience.

Josh Grant: "Blade’s not done yet, but he’s got to find a way to turn this around."

Odin pulls Blade to his feet, setting him up for a powerslam, but Blade wriggles free and lands behind Odin. With the crowd rallying, Blade bounces off the ropes and nails Odin with a flying shoulder block that staggers the big man. Blade quickly follows up with a series of punches and a running bulldog that plants Odin face-first into the mat.

Tom Steiner: "There we go! Blade’s finally building some momentum!"

Blade pumps his fists, rallying the crowd, and goes for his signature Five Knuckle Shuffle. After bouncing off the ropes, he drops the fist directly onto Odin’s forehead, sending the crowd into a frenzy.

Blade signals for the Attitude Adjustment, but as he lifts Odin, the massive Norseman fights back with sharp elbows to Blade’s head. Odin takes control again, lifting Blade for a spine-shattering backbreaker. He goes for another cover.

Referee Nick Pack: "One! Two—"
Blade kicks out at the last moment.

Josh Grant: "How does Blade keep kicking out of this punishment?"

Tom Steiner: "Say what you will about Blade, but the man refuses to quit!"

Odin, visibly frustrated, climbs to the second rope, looking to end things with a flying elbow drop. He leaps, but Blade rolls out of the way at the last second! Odin crashes hard onto the mat, clutching his arm in pain. Seizing the opportunity, Blade struggles to his feet, positioning himself for the final blow.

With the crowd roaring, Blade hoists the 285-pound Odin onto his shoulders. Summoning every ounce of strength, Blade plants Odin into the mat with the Attitude Adjustment!

Josh Grant: "Attitude Adjustment! He hit it!"

Blade hooks the leg for the cover.

Referee Nick Pack: "One! Two! Three!"

The bell rings, and Blade’s music hits as the crowd erupts in cheers.

Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner and the new number one contender for the Horror Core Championship… JOHN BLADE!"

Josh Grant: "What a win for John Blade! He took a beating, but he found a way to overcome the odds and secure his shot at the Horror Core Title."

Tom Steiner: "Love him or hate him, you can’t deny Blade’s heart and determination. But now he steps into the most dangerous division in ECWF. Can he handle what’s coming next?"

Blade climbs the turnbuckle, saluting the crowd as Odin rolls out of the ring, fuming in frustration. The camera cuts to a graphic hyping the upcoming Four-Way Diamonds Division match as the show continues.

WINNER: JOHN BLADE



The camera pans over the buzzing crowd at the Liberty First Credit Union Arena, as the energy builds for the next contest. "Vengo Por Ti" by Def Rebel blasts over the speakers, and the crowd reacts positively as Aaliyah Landerson makes her way down to the ring. She dances to the beat of her music, confidently strutting toward the ring, ready to prove herself in this highly competitive four-way match.

Sam Sparx: "The following contest is a Four-Way Diamonds Division Contender’s Match, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from San Jose, California, weighing 114 pounds… Aaliyah Landerson!"

Josh Grant: "Aaliyah Landerson has been making waves in the Diamonds Division, Tom, and this could be her chance to prove she's ready for the next level!"

Tom Steiner: "She's quick, she's agile, and she's got a chip on her shoulder. This could be a breakout moment for Aaliyah."

As Aaliyah steps into the ring, the music shifts to "The Storm Is Coming" by Def Rebel, and Deena Hixx emerges with a purposeful look on her face. She makes her way to the ring with a confident, almost cold demeanor, acknowledging the fans but never breaking her focus.

Sam Sparx: "Next, from Vero Beach, Florida, weighing 165 pounds… Deena Hixx!"

Josh Grant: "Deena Hixx has been on a tear in the Diamonds Division. She’s powerful, but can she handle the speed and agility of someone like Aaliyah?"

Tom Steiner: "Hixx is the wild card in this match, no doubt about it. She can dominate when she wants to."

The crowd shifts again as "Money" by Cardi B blares through the speakers. Brittani Bezos struts out onto the stage, wearing a designer outfit, her confidence oozing from every step. She blows a kiss to the crowd as she saunters down to the ring, taking her time to make an entrance fit for a star.

Sam Sparx: "From Beverly Hills, California, weighing 135 pounds… Brittani Bezos!"

Josh Grant: "Brittani Bezos, the self-proclaimed queen of the Diamonds Division. She's got the looks, the attitude, and the personality to match, but does she have the skill to back it up?"

Tom Steiner: "Bezos is all about making an impression, but tonight it’s all about results. This is a huge opportunity for her, and she needs to show she can walk the walk."

Lastly, "The Sound of Madness" by Shinedown kicks in, and the arena comes alive with boos as Lynn Starr makes her way to the ring. With a cocky grin, she waves her hand dismissively at the crowd before sliding under the ropes and immediately positioning herself in the corner, watching her opponents carefully.

Sam Sparx: "And finally, from Richmond, Virginia, weighing 140 pounds… Lynn Starr!"

Josh Grant: "Lynn Starr is a dangerous competitor, Tom. She’s deceptively quick and always ready to throw down when the moment calls for it."

Tom Steiner: "She’s not afraid to mix it up, and in a match like this, she’ll do whatever it takes to win."

The bell rings, and the four competitors immediately begin to circle the ring. Deena Hixx and Brittani Bezos pair off in one corner, while Aaliyah Landerson and Lynn Starr engage in a fast-paced exchange of holds in the opposite corner. Aaliyah’s agility allows her to keep Starr at bay with quick strikes, while Starr struggles to catch her footing.

Josh Grant: "Aaliyah’s speed is really making a difference early on. Starr’s trying to keep up, but Landerson is just too fast!"

Tom Steiner: "If Aaliyah can keep the pace high, she could be in for a breakout performance tonight!"

Brittani Bezos takes control of the action momentarily, knocking Deena Hixx down with a spinning heel kick. However, as she turns to gloat, she is immediately caught by Aaliyah Landerson, who hits her with a springboard crossbody! The crowd cheers as Landerson quickly transitions into a headlock on Bezos, trying to keep the pace fast and unpredictable.

Meanwhile, Deena Hixx grabs Lynn Starr by the hair and slams her into the corner turnbuckle. The two women exchange powerful forearm shots, each trying to assert their dominance. Hixx looks to lift Starr for a German suplex, but Starr fights her off with an elbow to the face, creating a brief opening for herself.

Josh Grant: "There’s no love lost here, Tom. These women are all fighting for the same thing—a chance to move up in the ranks of the Diamonds Division!"

Tom Steiner: "It’s an all-out war for that number one contender spot. The question is—who’s going to take control when it counts?"

The action intensifies, with Landerson, Hixx, Bezos, and Starr all vying for the upper hand. At one point, all four women are down in the center of the ring, and the crowd is on their feet. Landerson, still fresh, rolls to the corner and begins climbing the turnbuckle, looking to execute her signature move.

Josh Grant: "Aaliyah Landerson’s got something big in mind here!"

With a burst of energy, Landerson leaps from the top turnbuckle, hitting the Landerson Six One-Nine (a springboard tornado DDT)! She lands on top of Lynn Starr, securing the pin.

Referee Susan Spinelli: "One! Two! Three!"

Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner… Aaliyah Landerson!"

Josh Grant: "What a match, Tom! Aaliyah Landerson may have just earned herself a huge opportunity in the Diamonds Division!"

Tom Steiner: "She may have been the underdog, but Landerson showed incredible speed, resilience, and poise to outlast three tough competitors. She’s earned this moment."

As Aaliyah celebrates in the ring, Brittani Bezos storms in and delivers a vicious clothesline to Landerson from behind. The crowd boos as Bezos begins to stomp on Aaliyah relentlessly. Deena Hixx and Lynn Starr are both still down from the action earlier, but they begin to slowly recover.

Josh Grant: "What the hell is Bezos doing?! She just attacked Landerson after the match!"

Tom Steiner: "Bezos is furious, Josh. She didn’t get the win, and now she’s taking it out on the woman who did."

Bezos stands over Landerson, taunting her as the camera zooms in on the shocked crowd. The scene fades to black as Bezos continues her assault, the Diamonds Division set to get even more heated.

The arena dims as the eerie tones of "The Dying Song (Time to Sing)" by Slipknot fill the speakers. Erik Holland steps out onto the stage, his imposing figure commanding the attention of the crowd. The lights flash sporadically as he makes his way down the ramp, but a subtle wince on his face betrays the pain he’s feeling from his past injuries, especially in his back. The crowd cheers, but there’s a sense of unease as Holland carefully stretches his arms, clearly not as comfortable as usual.

Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Silent Hill, weighing 285 pounds… Erik Holland!"

Josh Grant: "Erik Holland might look imposing, Tom, but he’s been dealing with that bad back of his for weeks now. You have to wonder how much it's going to affect his performance tonight."

Tom Steiner: "Holland has had a remarkable run despite those injuries, Josh. But tonight, he's facing a huge test in the form of Ares from the War Gods. This could be a challenging match for Holland—especially if his back gives out."

The lights in the arena go dark again, and the haunting riff of "War Machine" by KISS hits, signaling the arrival of Ares, one-half of the War Gods. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and boos as Ares steps onto the stage, exuding a sense of pure intensity. His muscular frame and confident demeanor make it clear that he’s here for a fight. Ares makes his way to the ring with an aura of power and purpose, staring down Erik Holland as he enters the squared circle.

Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Sparta, Greece, weighing 280 pounds… Ares!"

Josh Grant: "What a matchup, Tom! Ares is every bit as physically imposing as Holland, and he could be the perfect opponent Daron Smythe handpicked for this challenge."

Tom Steiner: "Ares is a beast, and if anyone can match Holland's power and size, it’s this guy. But I think the key here is Holland’s back—if Ares can exploit that, it could be his night."

The bell rings, and the two giants square off in the center of the ring, locking eyes with fierce intensity. Ares steps forward first, showing no hesitation in challenging Holland to a test of strength. The two lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, and Ares uses his power advantage to push Holland into the corner. The referee, Mark Jervis, steps in to break the hold, but Ares smirks, clearly enjoying the dominance.

Josh Grant: "Ares is making a statement right off the bat, Tom. He’s not intimidated by the veteran Erik Holland at all."

Tom Steiner: "Holland’s holding his ground, but you can see the wince of pain in his face, especially after that forceful shove into the corner. The back is definitely a factor."

The match continues with both men exchanging powerful strikes. Ares dominates early on, landing a series of big boots and clotheslines that send Holland staggering. Erik tries to fight back with a few shoulder blocks and a spinning elbow, but every move seems to take a little more out of him. Ares follows up with a massive suplex, and Holland’s back clearly suffers from the impact.

Josh Grant: "You can see the toll this match is taking on Holland. Ares is controlling the pace, and that back injury is only making things worse for the Haunted."

Tom Steiner: "Holland is tough as nails, but I don’t know how much longer he can keep this up. He’s getting slower with every passing moment."

In a critical moment, Holland attempts to rally, hitting a spinning heel kick that knocks Ares off balance. He goes for his signature move, The Toxic Avenger (Attitude Adjustment), but as he lifts Ares, the strain on his back becomes too much. Holland grimaces in pain and drops Ares back down. Ares, sensing weakness, capitalizes with a huge clothesline, almost decapitating Holland.

Josh Grant: "Holland went for the Toxic Avenger, but he couldn’t lift Ares! That back injury is really costing him here."

Tom Steiner: "Ares is in control, and Holland has to dig deep if he wants to get back in this match."

Just when it seems like Ares is about to seal the deal with another devastating move, Holland surprises him with a burst of adrenaline. He manages to reverse an attempted powerbomb into a DDT, sending Ares crashing to the canvas. The crowd erupts in cheers as Holland takes a moment to catch his breath, favoring his back but still looking determined.

Josh Grant: "What a counter by Holland! That DDT could be the turning point!"

Tom Steiner: "Holland still has some fight left in him, but can he keep going? Every time he tries to build momentum, that back seems to be holding him back."

With both men down, the referee begins his count. Ares slowly gets to his feet first, but Holland follows suit, pulling himself up by the ropes. He charges at Ares and manages to hit a lariat, sending Ares stumbling back into the corner. Holland presses the advantage, landing several stiff strikes before locking in his submission hold, The End So Far (sharpshooter)!

Josh Grant: "He’s got it locked in! The sharpshooter!"

Tom Steiner: "This is a huge risk for Holland, but he’s going for the win! He’s got Ares in the middle of the ring, and with that bad back, Ares might not be able to escape!"

Holland pulls back with all his strength, forcing Ares to the mat. Ares struggles, but the pain in his lower back becomes unbearable. After a few moments of intense resistance, Ares finally taps out, and the bell rings!

Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner, by submission… Erik Holland!"

Josh Grant: "Unbelievable! Erik Holland managed to gut through the pain, survive Ares' power, and lock in that sharpshooter for the win!"

Tom Steiner: "What a gutsy performance from Holland. That back injury almost cost him, but he showed incredible resilience tonight. Ares was a formidable opponent, but Holland’s willpower took him to the finish line."

Holland struggles to stand but manages to raise his arm in victory as the crowd gives him a standing ovation. His back is clearly bothering him, but tonight, Erik Holland proved why he’s one of the toughest competitors in ECWF.

Josh Grant: "Holland’s going to need some serious recovery time after that one. But tonight, he showed the world that nothing will keep him down."



The lights in the Liberty First Credit Union Arena flicker as the opening riffs of "Omnishred" by Powerglove blast through the speakers, signaling the arrival of Andrew Raynes. The crowd responds with a mixture of cheers and boos as Raynes steps onto the stage, confident and focused. Dressed in his signature black and gold gear, he slaps his chest to pump himself up before making his way down the ramp with a determined look on his face. He slides into the ring, ready for battle, and paces back and forth, waiting for his opponent.

Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the final match in the Midwest Contender’s Tournament! Introducing first, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing 225 pounds… Andrew Raynes!"

Josh Grant: "Raynes has had a great run through this tournament, Tom, but tonight he faces Robert Armstrong, one of the most dangerous competitors in ECWF. This match is going to be brutal!"

Tom Steiner: "Andrew Raynes has impressed me with his combination of speed and strength, but Armstrong is a veteran with a mean streak. It’s going to be a tough road to victory for Raynes, that’s for sure."

As Raynes takes his corner, the arena goes dark, and the eerie opening of "Murder One" by Metallica fills the arena, bringing the crowd to a new level of excitement. Robert Armstrong steps out, a scowl on his face as he makes his way down the ramp. His focused eyes lock on Raynes, and there’s no mistaking the intensity in Armstrong’s steps. The crowd responds with a mixture of boos, but Armstrong pays them no mind as he climbs into the ring and immediately gets in Raynes’ face.

Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from Verona, California, weighing 235 pounds… Robert Armstrong!"

Tom Steiner: "Armstrong has been known to be ruthless, and we’ve seen his technical skills and brute force firsthand. He’s one of the best, and Raynes is going to have to pull out all the stops to keep up with him."

Josh Grant: "Raynes better be on his game tonight, Tom. Armstrong can win in so many different ways, and he’s got a chip on his shoulder coming into this match. Raynes needs to be careful not to underestimate him."

The bell rings, and the two competitors slowly circle each other, sizing up the other. After a few tense moments, they engage in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Armstrong quickly overpowers Raynes, backing him into the corner with a powerful shove. The referee, Mark Jenkins, steps in to separate them, but Armstrong is already firing up, smirking at his opponent’s struggles.

Tom Steiner: "Armstrong showing off his strength right away, but Raynes isn't backing down. He’s trying to establish his pace, but Armstrong's power could overwhelm him."

Josh Grant: "Raynes needs to rely on his agility here. Armstrong’s strength is a problem, but if Raynes can outmaneuver him, he’ll have a chance."

Raynes regains his composure and ducks under a clothesline attempt from Armstrong. He uses his speed to hit a series of quick kicks, trying to chop down Armstrong’s offense. Raynes goes for a leapfrog, but Armstrong catches him in mid-air and slams him to the mat with a backbreaker, trying to wear him down early. Armstrong then transitions into a grounded headlock, applying pressure as he talks trash to Raynes.

Josh Grant: "You can see the experience difference here. Armstrong knows how to control the pace and keep Raynes grounded. This could be a long night for Raynes if he doesn’t find a way to fight back."

Tom Steiner: "Raynes has got to break this hold. He’s not going to win this match by staying on the mat with Armstrong, that’s for sure."

Raynes fights his way out of the headlock with a series of elbow strikes to Armstrong’s midsection, and finally, he breaks free. The two men go back and forth with a series of strikes—Raynes using his speed to land quick jabs, while Armstrong lands powerful haymakers. The back-and-forth continues as Raynes ducks under another big punch and nails Armstrong with a spinning heel kick that knocks him back.

Josh Grant: "Raynes is starting to find his rhythm now. He’s using his speed and precision to keep Armstrong off-balance."

Tom Steiner: "And that’s the key here for Raynes—he has to keep Armstrong on the defensive. If Armstrong gets control, it’s going to be tough for Raynes to recover."

As the match continues, Raynes hits a diving crossbody from the top rope, but Armstrong rolls through into a pin attempt. Raynes kicks out at two, and both men scramble to their feet. Armstrong tries to land his signature Armstrong Bomb (sitout powerbomb), but Raynes counters, slipping behind Armstrong and hitting a German suplex. The crowd rallies behind Raynes as he sets up for his finisher.

Josh Grant: "What a suplex! Raynes is looking for the finish now!"

Tom Steiner: "He’s got Armstrong in a vulnerable position. If he can hit his big move, we might just have a new #1 contender!"

Raynes pulls Armstrong up and hits him with a Shattered Glass (Leaping Reverse STO), sending Armstrong crashing to the mat. Raynes hooks the leg for the pin.

Josh Grant: "That could be it! Shattered Glass!"

Tom Steiner: "Raynes just hit his signature move, and Armstrong’s out cold! This is Raynes’ chance!"

The referee slides into position and makes the count.

Mark Jenkins: "One! Two! Three!"

Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner, and the new #1 contender for the Midwest Championship… Andrew Raynes!"

Josh Grant: "What a win for Raynes! He was able to weather the storm, stay resilient, and hit that Shattered Glass out of nowhere. He’s earned his spot as the new #1 contender for the Midwest Championship!"

Tom Steiner: "Incredibly competitive, back-and-forth action here, but in the end, Raynes was just a step ahead. That victory could very well be the start of something big for him here in ECWF."

Raynes celebrates as the crowd cheers, raising his arms in victory, a look of determination on his face. Armstrong, still reeling from the Shattered Glass, begins to stir in the background, but it’s Raynes who stands tall tonight.

Josh Grant: "Andrew Raynes has earned this opportunity, and now it’s time to see what he can do with it. The Midwest Championship is within his reach!"



The camera pans over the packed crowd in the Liberty First Credit Union Arena as anticipation builds for the next match. Suddenly, the bass-heavy intro of "#1" by Nelly hits, and the crowd erupts in boos as Daron Smythe makes his way to the ring. The self-proclaimed future champion walks with an air of arrogance, his eyes scanning the crowd with disdain. Smythe adjusts his signature "Smythe for the People" shirt as he slides into the ring, mocking the fans' reactions.

Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the ECWF Midwest Championship! Introducing first, the champion, from Wheeling, West Virginia, weighing 246 pounds… Daron Smythe!"

Josh Grant: "This is the moment Smythe has been waiting for: his opportunity to prove that he is the Midwest Champion the ECWF deserves. But there’s an unknown factor here tonight. Who would have thought that Smythe’s opponent would be Je$TyR SeRyOu$?"

Tom Steiner: "Smythe has been making waves in ECWF, but this is the first time in a while that he’s had someone this dangerous across the ring from him. SeRyOu$ is a threat to anyone, and tonight, he’s got a shot at the Midwest Championship."

The lights suddenly cut to a deep blue hue, and the crowd goes wild as the iconic intro of "Prince Charming" by Metallica blares through the speakers. Je$TyR SeRyOu$ steps out from the back, a confident swagger in his step. He raises his arms as the crowd gives him a mixed reaction, but SeRyOu$ seems unfazed by the split reaction. He’s dressed in his trademark dark attire, looking focused and ready to take on Smythe. SeRyOu$ walks to the ring with purpose, not taking his eyes off the champion in the ring.

Sam Sparx: "And his opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing 245 pounds… Je$TyR SeRyOu$!"

Josh Grant: "I’ll tell you what, Tom. There’s a reason they call him the ‘Crowned King of Chaos.’ SeRyOu$ has won titles everywhere he’s been, and now he’s here to stake his claim in ECWF. This is his opportunity to finally claim the Midwest Championship!"

Tom Steiner: "SeRyOu$ has been nothing short of dominant, and his ruthlessness makes him a dangerous man in the ring. Daron Smythe is going to have to pull out all the stops if he wants to retain his title here tonight."

As the bell rings, both men circle each other warily, sizing up their opponent. Smythe taunts SeRyOu$, clearly trying to get under his skin, but SeRyOu$ doesn’t react, maintaining a calm demeanor. Smythe lunges in with a quick jab, but SeRyOu$ dodges and counters with a snap arm drag, sending Smythe into the ropes. Smythe quickly regains his balance, but SeRyOu$ is already back on him with another series of quick strikes, keeping Smythe off-balance.

Josh Grant: "SeRyOu$ is using his agility early to frustrate Smythe. It’s a smart move, considering Smythe tends to get rattled when things don’t go his way."

Tom Steiner: "Smythe is trying to get his bearings here, but SeRyOu$ is not giving him a moment’s peace. You can see that SeRyOu$ wants that title badly."

Smythe tries to fight back with a clothesline, but SeRyOu$ ducks, grabbing Smythe by the waist and hitting a picture-perfect German suplex. SeRyOu$ quickly transitions into a knee strike to Smythe’s face, and the crowd starts to rally behind the challenger. Smythe, however, scrambles to the corner to regroup, clearly frustrated by the quick pace of the match.

Josh Grant: "SeRyOu$ is relentless right now. Smythe can’t seem to catch a break, and the Midwest Champion looks a little rattled."

Tom Steiner: "Smythe needs to slow this match down. He’s trying to play mind games, but SeRyOu$ is having none of it. This is exactly what Daron didn’t want."

SeRyOu$ continues to dominate the match, hitting Smythe with a series of high-impact moves, but Smythe finally fights back with a hard knee to the midsection and a swinging neckbreaker. Smythe slows the pace down, focusing on working over SeRyOu$’s neck, trying to weaken him for the finishing blow. He locks in a chin lock, grinding his forearm into SeRyOu$’s throat while trash-talking him.

Josh Grant: "Now it’s Smythe’s turn to slow things down. He’s keeping SeRyOu$ grounded with that chin lock, but you can feel the tension building. If SeRyOu$ can break free, we might see a shift in momentum."

Tom Steiner: "Daron Smythe is trying to wear SeRyOu$ down, but we know SeRyOu$ is tough. If Smythe doesn’t finish him soon, I think he’s in trouble."

SeRyOu$ fights his way to his feet, using a series of elbows to break the hold. He swings around and hits a sudden dropkick, knocking Smythe to the mat. SeRyOu$ doesn’t waste time; he quickly picks Smythe up and locks him in position for his signature move, the Insult-2-InJury (Spinning Unprettier). SeRyOu$ spins Smythe around and plants him face-first into the mat. The crowd erupts as SeRyOu$ covers for the pin.

Josh Grant: "Insult-2-InJury! That’s it! SeRyOu$ is going to do it!"

Tom Steiner: "What a move! SeRyOu$ has been waiting for the right moment, and he’s nailed it! We could have a new Midwest Champion here!"

Referee Susan Spinelli drops to the mat and counts.

Susan Spinelli: "One! Two! Three!"

Sam Sparx: "Here is your winner, and the new ECWF Midwest Champion… Je$TyR SeRyOu$!"

Josh Grant: "And just like that, we have a new Midwest Champion! SeRyOu$ made it look easy tonight, and Daron Smythe has no one to blame but himself."

Tom Steiner: "What a victory for Je$TyR SeRyOu$. He came in here tonight as the hand-picked opponent for Daron Smythe by Erik Holland, and he has done exactly what he set out to do: win the Midwest Championship."

As SeRyOu$ celebrates in the ring, holding the Midwest Championship high above his head, the camera cuts to Daron Smythe on the outside, seething with anger. The commentators note that Smythe had hoped to end his feud with Erik Holland on his terms, but instead, Holland’s hand-picked surprise opponent just stole his title.

Josh Grant: "This is not how Smythe envisioned tonight going. First, he took an errant kick in the tag title match, and now, Erik Holland has chosen the man who beat Smythe for his title. I can’t imagine Daron Smythe is going to be pleased with how this turned out."

Tom Steiner: "You’ve got to wonder what Daron Smythe’s next move will be. First, the title slips from his grasp, and now Holland is one step ahead of him. It’s going to be interesting to see how Smythe responds."

The show cuts to a shot of SeRyOu$ standing tall with the Midwest Championship as ECWF Monday Night Mayhem rolls on.



Sam Sparx: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is to determine the #1 contenders for the ECWF World Tag Team Titles! Introducing first, weighing in at a combined 439 pounds, the team of Rogue and Nova... The Streamers!"

The arena lights dim as the heavy, industrial beat of "Anti You" by Blue Stahli pounds through the speakers. The crowd pops as Rogue and Nova, collectively known as The Streamers, step out onto the stage. They march to the ring with purpose, their intense gaze focused on the task at hand. Rogue and Nova are dressed in their signature dark, sleek attire, their presence commanding the attention of everyone in the building. As they make their way down the ramp, the energy in the crowd surges.

Tom Steiner: "The Streamers are here, and they’ve been dominant since their debut in ECWF. If anyone is going to challenge the Slaytons for the World Tag Team titles, it’s these two. They have the skills, the teamwork, and the drive to succeed."

Josh Grant: "And they’re up against one of the most dangerous tandems in ECWF right now. Caine Marik and the ECWF Heavyweight Champion, Victor Kall. This is going to be one heck of a matchup!"

The music shifts to the unmistakable riff of "Hellraiser" by Ozzy Osbourne & Lemmy as Caine Marik steps out to the stage. The ECWF Heavyweight Champion walks confidently, his gaze locked on the ring. He’s followed closely by Victor Kall, who carries the ECWF Heavyweight Championship belt proudly over his shoulder. The two men are a dominant pairing, and the crowd is on edge as they make their way to the ring.

Sam Sparx: "And their opponents, first, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing 245 pounds… Caine Marik!"

Josh Grant: "Caine Marik, the ECWF Heavyweight Champion, has proven time and time again that he’s one of the most dangerous men in the business. He’s been holding onto that title for a reason, and his pairing with Victor Kall makes them even more formidable."

Tom Steiner: "Caine and Kall are in the driver’s seat tonight. If they can get past The Streamers, they’ll get one step closer to solidifying their dominance in ECWF."

Sam Sparx: "And his partner, from Canaan, Vermont, weighing 202 pounds... the ECWF Heavyweight Champion, Victor Kall!"

As the bell rings, the match begins with Victor Kall and Rogue facing off. Both men size each other up, but it’s Kall who takes control early, using his strength and technical wrestling skills to overpower Rogue. Kall shoots for a quick pin attempt after a German suplex, but Rogue kicks out at two. The action spills outside the ring as Kall slams Rogue into the barricade before tossing him back in. Kall tags in Caine Marik, who comes in with a flurry of offense, landing powerful strikes and kicks, taking Rogue down with a devastating DDT. The crowd is divided, with both teams receiving mixed reactions.

Josh Grant: "Kall and Marik are showing exactly why they’re a dangerous team. Caine Marik is no slouch, and together, these two are a well-oiled machine."

Tom Steiner: "But don’t sleep on The Streamers. Rogue and Nova can turn the tide in an instant, especially with their high-flying, high-energy style."

Nova finally gets the tag in, and the pace quickens. He comes in hot with a series of strikes and high-flying moves, keeping Kall and Marik on the defensive. After a spinning kick to Kall’s head, Nova locks him in an armbar, but Kall reaches the ropes for the break. The Streamers’ teamwork is evident as they double-team Marik, hitting him with a superplex followed by a top-rope splash from Nova. The crowd gets behind The Streamers as they near a possible victory.

Josh Grant: "The Streamers are on fire right now! This is exactly what they need to do: keep the pressure on Caine and Kall!"

Tom Steiner: "Marik and Kall are reeling here, but don’t count them out. These two are no strangers to adversity."

The match reaches its boiling point as Caine Marik starts to fight back, hitting Rogue with a brutal powerbomb and then tagging in Victor Kall. Kall takes control of the match, tossing Nova around with a series of suplexes. He sets up for a big move, but just as it seems Kall is on the verge of a victory, the arena lights flicker, and the Slaytons’ music hits! The ECWF World Tag Team Champions, Patrick and David Slayton, come rushing down the ramp with steel chairs in hand. The crowd explodes in boos as the Slaytons charge into the ring.

Josh Grant: "Wait a second! What the hell are the Slaytons doing here?!"

Tom Steiner: "It looks like they’ve had enough of watching this match from the sidelines. But why are they attacking The Streamers?"

The Slaytons enter the ring, and instead of targeting Caine Marik or Victor Kall, they turn and lay waste to Rogue and Nova, attacking them with chairs! The referee, Mark Jervis, immediately calls for the bell, disqualifying Marik and Kall. The Slaytons’ attack leaves both members of The Streamers down and bloodied in the ring, their plan to screw over their own cousins now fully in motion.

Sam Sparx: "Ladies and gentlemen, due to outside interference, the winners of the match by disqualification are The Streamers!"

Josh Grant: "What the hell was that?! The Slaytons just ruined this match for their own cousins! They’ve cost Marik and Kall the victory, and now The Streamers are the new #1 contenders to the World Tag Team titles!"

Tom Steiner: "I don’t think anyone saw this coming. The Slaytons have made a statement tonight, but in doing so, they’ve given The Streamers a chance to go after their titles. That’s got to sting for both Marik and Kall!"

The camera shows the disarray in the ring as Rogue and Nova lay motionless, the Slaytons standing tall over them with chairs in hand. Caine Marik and Victor Kall look furious, but before they can react, the Slaytons exit the ring and head up the ramp, leaving the destruction behind them. The commentators continue to discuss the ramifications of this interference as ECWF Monday Night Mayhem heads off the air.