Christmas Eve of Destruction Results 12/24/2018

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Christmas Eve of Destruction Results 12/24/2018

Post by Ashlee » Mon Dec 24, 2018 9:07 pm


EBWF went live with a display of green and red pyro and the stage was set with Christmas Trees, ornamental lights and wrapped gifts.

Mauro Ranallo: Good evening, and Happy Holidays. Welcome to Christmas Eve of Destruction!

Corey Graves: It’s set to be anything but a silent night as EBWF’s most gruesome event takes place right here in St. Louis, Missouri!

Mauro Ranallo: That’s right, Corey! Each match has a stipulation and a couple may even leave the premises!

The bell rang.

Christy Hemme: This match is scheduled for one fall.

Crowd: One fall!

Christy Hemme: And falls do count anywhere! This is a fans bring the weapons match!

Corey Graves: Christy needs a cue card!

Christy Hemme: And it is the final match in the Breakout Title Tournament…

“One True Villain” hit the PA. Marty Scurll began to make his way down to the ring, and largely ignored the crowd as he came down the ramp.

Christy Hemme: From Cambridge, England. Weighing in at 183 pounds, Marty Scurll!

Marty got into the ring, as “How Do You like Me Now” hit.

Christy Hemme: And his opponent, from Mobile, Alabama. Weighing in at 235 pounds, Hardcore Holly.

Corey Graves: Hardcore is in the name, Mauro. This might be an uphill battle for Scurll.

Mauro Ranallo: They don’t call Scurll “The Villain” for nothing. The fans at ringside may tip the scales, Corey!

Holly stopped on his way to the ring and perused the offerings among the fans. He grabbed a chain from a man in the front row. Scurll slid out of the ring, not happy to come to the fight empty handed, and took a kendo stick from a group of guys who tased it at him. Holly wrapped the chain up around his fist, but Scurll got him to drop it by cracking him in the chest with the kendo stick. Holly fell down and Scurll taunted the crowd a little bit as they offered him more weapons. Holly reached under the ring apron, and pulled out a kendo stick of his own. They traded shots, and Holly got the upper hand when his put the stick in Scurll’s ribs.

Mauro Ranallo: That gives Holly a chance to scan the crowd for something he likes!

Holly settled on a crutch, and mounted Scurll’s back to choke him out with it. Marty raked Holly in the eyes and fought his way up. The men fought up the ramp, and Scurll saw a weapon he liked on offer from a young man in the crowd. He took a set of nunchucks, and wrapped them around Holly’s throat. When Bob didn’t seem to have any fight left in him, Scurll hit him with a leg drop on the ramp. Holly struggled, but grabbed for the nunchucks, and swung wildly. He hit Marty in the leg, and Marty went down in pain.

Corey Graves: Holly quick on his feet there!

Holly pulled himself up by the barricade and noticed a pizza cutter in a woman’s hand. He reached for it, and ground it into Marty’s face.

Mauro Ranallo: How sadistic! What the hell?

Corey Graves: I bet we have a lot more blood to see here tonight!

Holly threw the pizza cutter off to the side and grabbed two baking sheets from another woman. He hit Scurll over the head with them. Scurll was rattled as Holly helped him to his feet. Holly threw Scurll over the barricade and into the crowd. Holly then began walking up and down the front row to find another weapon. He took too long though as the crowd helped Scurll back over the barricade and The Villain speared Holly into the ringsteps. Not content to wait to be handed something, Scurll reached over the barricade and took someone’s chair. He folded it up and nailed Holly with it a couple of times. He went for a third shot, but Holly moved, and the chair crashed into the ring post and slammed back to hit Scurll in the face.

Mauro Ranallo: That’s going to leave a mark!

Holly grabbed a stainless steal mixing bowl from a child in the crowd, and smacked Scurll in the head with it. Scurll crumbled, and Holly pinned him at ring side.




Corey Graves: Scurll! You idiot. Stay down.

Holly synched in an ankle lock, but Scurll was able to break the hold and nail Holly with a right hand. Scurll pulled himself to the steel chair, and after pulling himself to his feet, he clocked Raven in the back with it. Scurll is offered an aluminum garbage can from a few rows back, and he takes it, nailing Holly in the head with it.

Mauro Ranallo: I don’t know how Scurll can see after taking that pizza cutter to the forehead.

Scurll stomped away at Holly.

Corey Graves: That trash can took a toll too. Holly is busted wide open!

Holly tried to retreat into the ring, but Scurll threw the trash can in after him. He rolled in under the bottom rope, and picked up the trash can again. He turned to hit Holly in the head with it once again.

Mauro Ranallo: The lights are on but nobody’s home!

Indeed, Holly stumbled into the corner, and collapsed. Scurll put the trashcan over his head, and then kicked the trashcan. The crowd reacted with “ooohs”. The can fell away, but Scurll ground his boot into Holly’s face. Scurll tried to charge in with a boot, but Holly dodged it and locked on another ankle lock. Scurll struggled to get his fingertips on the trash can, and once he had it in his grasp he slammed it over Holly’s head to break the hold. Scurll went to the outside and Holly attempted to follow out after, but Holly didn’t seem to know where he was. The crowd gasped as Scurll reached over the barricade and came up with…

Corey Graves: Is that a staple gun?!

Mauro Ranallo:!

Scurll tried the staple gun, and a couple of staples popped out onto the floor. Scurll put the staple gun to Holly’s forehead, but Holly grabbed his wrist and tried to fight him off. Scurll flung forward, and ended up bringing the butt of the staple gun down hard on Holly’s shoulder. Scurll pushed Holly into the ring post, and grabbed up another chair. Holly tried to walk away from him, and Scurll wound up and cracked Holly in the back with the chair. Scurll set the chair up under Holly, and then the crowd cheered as he climbed to stand up on the turnbuckle. He went for a splash, but Holly moved out of the way, and Scurll landed on the chair on the hard floor.

Corey Graves: Scurll can’t even breathe after that.

Indeed, Scurll was gasping as Holly began to pull him to his feet. Holly got in some shoulder blocks to the guy. He hit some left hands and a clothesline. Holly sent Scurll into the ring steps, and when Marty tried to get up, he clotheslined him. Holly hit a running knee, and then grabbed a belt from a fan in the crowd. Holly began hitting Scurll with the strap, and then began to choke him out with it. Holly began to synch up on the belt until Scurll was coughing, and had to start to standup for some relief. He tried to elbow Holly off, but Holly hit the Alabama Slam on the outside.

Mauro Ranallo: My God let it be over…




Corey Graves: Holly’s face is stained with blood, but I think he’s smiling, Mauro!

The referee grabbed the championship belt, and presented it to Holly, raising his hand at ringside.

Christy Hemme: Here is your winner, and NEW, EBWF Breakout Champion… Hardcore Holly!


Mauro Ranallo: Up next, Aiden English defends the EBWF Gateway Championship against the man he beat for the title, Andrade Cien Almas, in a TLC4 match!

Corey Graves: This is only the third ever TLC4 match in EBWF history, Mauro. Chris Jericho defeated Kevin Owens in the first ever TLC4 match back in 2015, and the following year AJ Styles beat Jimmy Havoc in a TLC4 match to retain the EBWF World Title. Which of these men will make history with a victory here tonight?

The camera cut to the Gateway Championship, which was hanging above the ring. "Making A Difference" by CFO$ hit and the crowd booed as Andrade Cien Almas made his way to the ring. Upon entering the ring, Almas looked up, staring at the championship. "Moments" by Sevendust hit and the crowd cheered as the Gateway Champion, Aiden English, stepped out onto the stage. English walked down the ramp and as he entered the ring, he pointed up at the championship, mouthing the words "it's mine" to Almas. The referee called for the bell and Almas charged towards English, hitting him with a series of punches. English fought back with some right hands of his own then whipped Almas against the ropes, before hitting a dropkick. Both men got to their feet and English threw Almas out of the ring, then followed him to the outside. He grabbed Almas and hit a suplex on the outside, then grabbed a ladder and slid it into the ring. Just as English was about to re-enter the ring, Almas grabbed him, throwing him into the ringside barrier. Almas grabbed one of a table and set it up next to English, then grabbed the Gateway Champion, dragging him towards the table. Almas tried to put English on the table, but English fought back, then lifted Almas up onto his shoulders, hitting a fireman's carry spinebuster through the table!

Mauro Ranallo: Mamma Mia! The table is broken in half, and so is Andrade Cien Almas!

English re-entered the ring and set the ladder up underneath the title, then began climbing the ladder. As English was halfway up the ladder, Almas grabbed a piece of C4 and re-entered the ring, carrying the explosive with him. Almas put the C4 down on the ring mat, then climbed up the ladder after English, dragging him back down. Almas then grabbed English and set him up for a powerbomb onto the C4... but English countered with a back body drop! The C4 exploded as Almas landed on it!

Corey Graves: Well Mauro, if Almas wasn't broken in half before, he certainly is now!

English began to climb the ladder once more and as he reached the top of the ladder, Zelina Vega ran down the ramp. She slid into the ring and grabbed the ladder, pushing it over! The crowd booed as English fell off the ladder, landing on the ramps before falling out of the ring. Zelina then put the ladder back in place and dragged Almas to his feet, pushing him up the ladder.

Mauro Ranallo: This is unbelievable, Corey! Zelina has no right getting involved in this match!

Corey Graves: Anything goes in a TLC4 match, Mauro!

Almas was still in pain from landing on the C4, and as he slowly climbed the ladder, Zelina yelled at him to hurry up. The crowd began to cheer suddenly, and Zelina turned to see Raquel Diaz running down the ramp. Raquel slid into the ring and charged towards Zelina Vega, taking her down with a spear. Raquel punched Zelina on the mat several times, then pulled her to her feet and hit the Gory Bomb! Almas saw what was happening, and he climbed down the ladder and grabbed Raquel! The crowd booed, but before Almas could do anything Aiden English re-entered the ring and grabbed Almas, taking him down with a clothesline. He then dragged Almas to his feet and hit the Director's Cut, slamming Almas onto another piece of C4! Raquel Diaz flinched at the sound of the explosion. English turned to his wife and asked her to leave the ring. She did so, then dragged Zelina out of the ring with her. English climbed up the ladder, retrieving the title! The referee called for the bell, and English held the title up in the air, then climbed back down the ladder and exited the ring to celebrate with his wife at ringside.

Mauro Ranallo: A successful title defence for Aiden English here tonight!


Mauro Ranallo: Up next, we’ve got the first ever “Hell in a Hospital” match as Braun Strowman takes on Tommaso Ciampa!

Corey Graves: The rules of this match are simple, but sadistic. Strowman and Ciampa will be locked inside a hospital, and the match ends when one of them is knocked out cold by the other.

Mauro Ranallo: We now go live to Forest Park Hospital for this historic event…

The camera cut to the hospital, where Strowman and Ciampa were both sat in a waiting room. They were staring across from one another. A referee was stood in between them, keeping them apart. A team of cameramen and medical crew were stood by. The referee looked at Strowman, then Ciampa, and began to speak.

Referee: Okay, obviously we don’t have a ring bell because we’re in a hospital, so the match begins when I blow my whistle. The hospital doors are locked, and the match ends when one of you is knocked unconscious. If either of you manages to escape the hospital, this will be considered a forfeit. As you may have noticed, we have a medical team with us. They will not intervene until the match is over. Are you ready?

Ciampa nodded. Strowman simply grinned. The referee blew his whistle, and Ciampa immediately ran out of the waiting room through a set of double doors on his right. Strowman chased after him, and as he went through the doors, Ciampa sprayed him in the face with a fire extinguisher! Strowman staggered backwards, momentarily blinded, and Ciampa hit him with the fire extinguisher, then walked into the nearest room. The cameraman followed Ciampa into the room, which appeared to be a doctor’s office. Ciampa was looking around the room for a weapon, and he picked up a bust of Hippocrates that had been left on a shelf. Strowman entered the room a moment later, and Ciampa threw the bust at him! Strowman ducked out of the way, and the bust hit the wall, denting it. Strowman charged towards Ciampa and grabbed him by the throat, lifting him up and chokeslamming him onto the desk! The referee came over to check on Ciampa, but Ciampa shoved him out of the way and stumbled to his feet. Ciampa and Strowman exchanged punches, but Strowman overpowered Ciampa and threw him into the wall by the door of the office. Ciampa groaned as he hit the wall, and Strowman charged at him, spearing him through the wall! Both men were laid out in the hallway, and the referee went to check on them. Strowman was still conscious, and he got to his feet, dusting himself off. Ciampa was still down on the ground, and the referee began counting to 10. As he reached the count of 8, Ciampa somehow got to his feet. Strowman looked impressed.

Braun Strowman: Well Ciampa… you’re tougher than I give you credit for.

Tommaso Ciampa: In case you’ve forgotten Braun, I put you in the hospital… twice!

Braun Strowman: Of course I haven’t forgotten, why do you think we’re here?

Ciampa grinned, then punched Strowman in the throat! Strowman seemed to have the wind knocked out of him, and Ciampa slammed his head off the wall (not the one Strowman had just speared him through) then hit him with a DDT. Ciampa stomped on Strowman several times, then walked down the hallway and picked up a trash can. Ciampa waited for Strowman to get to his feet, then threw the trash can at him! The trash can his Strowman in the face, and Strowman staggered backwards, but he was still standing. Strowman charged towards Ciampa once more, and Ciampa retreated. As Ciampa ran down the hall, he looked up and saw a sign which showed the chapel was on the left. Ciampa took that left, entering the chapel. Strowman followed him into the chapel, and Ciampa got down on his knees, praying to Strowman.

Tommaso Ciampa: C’mon Braun, this is a chapel… a place of worship. You wouldn’t hurt me in here, would you?

Braun Strowman: …of course I would!

Tommaso Ciampa: That’s what I thought…

As Strowman tried to grab Ciampa, Ciampa hit him with a low blow! Strowman fell to his knees, and Ciampa ran out of the chapel. Strowman got to his feet, and walked back out into the hallway, taking the next right. There was a storage room up ahead, which was filled with a range of equipment, including mops, desk chairs, a ladder and a pile of old telephones. As Strowman looked around for Ciampa, Ciampa attacked him from behind, hitting him over the head with a metal tray. Strowman stumbled, and Ciampa hit him with the tray several more times, then picked up a telephone. He went to hit Strowman in the face with the telephone, but Strowman blocked it, then picked Ciampa up and threw him onto the pile of telephones! Ciampa cried out in pain, and as he tried to get to his feet, Strowman pushed a metal shelving unit on top of him! Ciampa was crushed under the shelving unit, and the referee began to count again. 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9… just as the referee was about to count to 10, Ciampa pushed the shelving unit away and got to his feet. Strowman looked surprised.

Tommaso Ciampa: Nice try, Braun. It’s going to take more than that to put me away.

Strowman picked up a chair and threw it at Ciampa, but Ciampa ducked out of the way and kicked Stromwan in the knee, causing him to stumble. Ciampa then grabbed the ladder and ran towards Strowman, hitting him in the face with it! Strowman fell to the ground, and blood began to trickle down his forehead.

Tommaso Ciampa: Oh, no! Are you hurt? Let me find something to wash that wound with…

Ciampa grabbed what appeared to be a bottle of bleach from a nearby shelving unit, and poured it over the open wound! Strowman cried out in pain, then stumbled to his feet.

Braun Strowman: I can’t see! It went in my eyes!

As Strowman stumbled around, Ciampa began to laugh maniacally. One of the medical team ran over to check on Strowman, but Ciampa grabbed him and shoved him away.

Tommaso Ciampa: No, no, no… you’re not allowed to intervene until the match is over! Rules are rules…

Upon hearing Ciampa’s voice, Strowman threw a punch at him, but Ciampa was able to dodge it and hit Strowman with some punches of his own. Strowman staggered backwards, out of the storage room and back into the hallway. There was a set of stairs at the end of the hallway, and Ciampa seemed to get an idea. He ran towards the stairs, then called out to Strowman.

Tommaso Ciampa: Over here, Braun! Catch me if you can…

Strowman was still struggling to see, but an idea came to him. He took off his tank top, then used it to wipe his eyes. Now able to see, Strowman charged towards Ciampa. Ciampa tried to move out of the way, but he wasn’t quick enough, and Strowman grabbed him, throwing Ciampa down the stairs! Ciampa landed in a heap at the bottom of the stairs, and seemed unable to move. As Strowman walked down the stairs, the referee and another member of the medical team rushed past him to check on Ciampa.

Tommaso Ciampa: My legs… I can’t feel my legs…

Strowman reached the bottom of the stairs, shoving the referee and medic aside.

Braun Strowman: You can’t move, but you’re still conscious. And as you said, rules are rules!

Strowman picked Ciampa up, and hit a running powerslam, slamming him onto the ground. He then nodded to the referee, who began to count – 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9… 10! The referee blew his whistle, signalling the end of the match, and raised Strowman’s arm in victory. Now the match was officially over, the medical team checked on Ciampa, bringing a stretcher. They placed Ciampa onto the stretcher and wheeled Ciampa away. As they did so, Ciampa gave Strowman the middle finger and uttered four simple words.

Tommaso Ciampa: This isn’t over, Strowman…

Strowman chucked.

Braun Strowman: We’ll see about that.

The show cut to a commercial for the Royal Rumble as the medical team wheeled Ciampa out of the hospital.


“Bullet” by Hyro the Hero, the theme song for Christmas Eve of Destruction blasted throughout the arena as the titan tron flickered to life with a video package of the next matchup. The minute long video featured the history leading up to Zahra Schreiber and Alexa Bliss’ Tables Match. From 2016 when Zahra alongside Liv Morgan joined forces with Alexa to battle The Mean Girls, to the contract signing between Liv Morgan and Alexa Bliss where Zahra jumped the barricade, and in her own blood, signed her name into the Women’s Championship match at WrestleMania XVII. The video concluded with the numerous battles between Zahra and Alexa over 2018. As soon as the video ended, the cameras went back to ringside where “Bullet” continued to play as the EBWF Universe cheered in anticipation of the next matchup.

Mauro Ranallo: Up next we have Zahra Schreiber and Alexa Bliss, battling once again over the EBWF Women’s Championship.

Corey Graves: I don’t know when Alexa will get it through her thick skull.. Zahra is our EBWF Women’s Champion. She is the present and the future of this company. She’s the best..

Mauro Ranallo: This is going to be true test.. Tonight the two former Moonlight Dollz, will try to put each other through a table.

Corey Graves: Mauro, you’ve witnessed the lengths Zahra will go to retain the EBWF Women’s Championship.. Alexa doesn’t stand a chance.

Just as Corey finished speaking, “Crushed” by Parkway Drive blasted on to the sound system. The EBWF Universe showed mixed reaction, with the majority being boos, as the Goddess of EBWF walked out onto the stage. She stopped on the stage for a moment as the camera circled around her. Alexa’s ring gear matched the season with a mixture of red and green, symbolic of an elf’s costume.

Christy Hemme: The following contest is a Tables Match, for the EBWF Women’s Championship! Making her way to the ring, the challenger, from Columbus, Ohio. The one and only, true “Goddess of Professional Wrestling”. EBWF’s uncrowned Women’s Champion.. Aaaallleeexxxxxxaa Bllliiiissssssssss!!!

The crowd let out another loud array of boos as Alexa Bliss begun her descent to the ring. Along the length of the ramp, Alexa passed by table after table. She stopped when she got to ringside and placed her hands on a table set up right at the base of the ramp. She walked passed the table and headed to the stairs. The EBWF Universe continued to boo as Alexa stepped up onto the steel and made her way to the apron. She entered the ring and looked out at the crowd.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa looks very confident.

Corey Graves: Zahra hasn’t made her way to the ring yet.. Let’s wait til Alexa’s not alone in the ring, and see how confident she is then.

As Alexa continued in the ring, her music cut out. The arena sat in silence for a few seconds before some loud thunderous bangs were heard as the lights in the arena went out a section at a time. Alexa looked up to the stage right before the final lights over the ring went out. After a few moments in darkness, an evil demonic laughter is heard. Just then, a red spotlight shined on the stage. There in the light, a large dark demon stood upright on two large hoofed feet. His white fangs stuck out against the dark fur and large horns. Steel chains that wrapped his body, clung together as the demon stuck out his long tongue as he raised a bundle of birch sticks into the air.

Mauro Ranallo: Wha.. What is that?!

Corey Graves: Is that?!

Mauro Ranallo: Is that.. Krampus!!

The goat-demon bellowed out in laughter before he reached down and grabbed a large woven sack. He charged down the ramp, but stopped abruptly halfway down. He looked over at a group of children and jumped at them and waved the bundle of birch at them. He then took off down to ringside and ran around the ring, stopping at different children and swung the bundle of birch at them.

Corey Graves: What is he doing?!

Mauro Ranallo: It looks like Krampus is looking for naughty children..

Krampus continued to laugh as he ran around the ring. He looked into the ring at Alexa Bliss who just sneered back at him. Krampus slammed the bundle of sticks onto the apron and roared. He finished his circle around the ring and stopped at the apron. Krampus then looked at a random child at ringside. The demon tilted his head as he slowly walked up to the child. A smile creeped onto the demon’s face seconds before Krampus lifted the bundle of sticks and shook it in front of the kid. Krampus then took off up the ramp. Security guards jumped the barricade and ran after the goat-demon.

Corey Graves: Did.. Did that.. Did that just happen?

Mauro Ranallo: I don’t know..

The spotlight quickly shut off and cloaked the arena in darkness once more. A loud scream was heard, seconds before “Lost in the Static” blasted onto the sound system. The spotlight returned as the EBWF Women’s Champion walked out onto the stage. Zahra’s figure and championship were hidden as she wore a large, dark fur robe. Spikes protruded through the fur all over the the robe, except for the shoulders, where two large horns jetted out and curved upward toward her head. A hood covered her jet black hair, with two small horns that sat right at her forehead.

Christy Hemme: Her opponent, from Saginaw, Michigan.. She is the EBWF Women’s Champion!! Representing Legion.. ZAAHHRRRAAAA SCHREIIBERR!!!!

The EBWF Universe, in its entirety, booed the EBWF Women’s Champion. Zahra paid no attention to the crowd as she slowly walked down the ramp. In the ring, Alexa turned her body and stared as Zahra made her way down the ramp. Zahra stopped at the bottom of the ramp and stared up into the ring back at Alexa.

Mauro Ranallo: It looks like Zahra is channeling her inner Krampus tonight.

Corey Graves: It also looks like that confidence Alexa had, has vanished.

Mauro Ranallo: You might be right Corey.. Zahra definitely has a way of getting into her opponents minds.

Zahra slowly rounded the table at the bottom of the ramp and walked over to the steel steps. She ascended them just as slowly as the rest of the entrance. At the top of the step, Zahra lifted her arms and slowly took off the robe. She placed it at her feet and then stared into the ring. She walked the apron and slowly entered the ring. Alexa walked up to Zahra and stood up against her. Alexa looked up at the champion, as Zahra peered down her nose at Alexa. The referee got in between the two women and backed the two of them up.

Mauro Ranallo: You were saying about that confidence, Corey?

Zahra reached around her back and she unstrapped the EBWF Women’s Championship from around her waist. She looked down at it and then handed the championship over to the referee. He took the belt and showed it to Alexa. She looked down at the belt for a moment before she stared across the ring at Zahra. The referee held the championship in the air for a few seconds before he walked over and handed it off to Christy. The referee backed to the center of the ring and signaled for the bell.

Mauro Ranallo: Here we go, Corey!!

Corey Graves: Alexa’s just moments away from being reunited with an old friend, the table.

The two women walked to the center of the ring and stared each other down once more. This time, Zahra smirked at the height difference. Alexa smirked herself, just before she reached up and jabbed her thumb into Zahra’s right eye. Instantly Zahra covered her eyes, which allowed Alexa to take advantage. Alexa kicked Zahra in the midsection. While Zahra was doubled over, Alexa grabbed a fistful of hair and held Zahra’s face to hers. Zahra glared back at her. Alexa went to say something, but before she could, Zahra spat in Alexa’s face. Alexa looked disgusted as she reached up and wiped the spit from her face with her free hand.

Mauro Ranallo: Zahra continues to show no respect to any of the other women on this roster.

Alexa tightened her grip on Zahra’s hair and pulled her head back. Alexa stared down at her and then at her hand that was covered in Zahra’s spit.

Alexa Bliss: BITCH!!

With force, Alexa brought the spit covered hand across Zahra’s face and then smeared the spit into her skin. Alexa then scooped the legs and took Zahra down to the mat. She mounted her and started to throw down some punches as the referee attempted to stop her, but had no authority. After a couple of shots, Alexa stood up and stomped down on Zahra and turned to the crowd. A cheer was heard, but not for Alexa, for the beating of Zahra. Alexa turned around to see Zahra rolled over, holding onto her stomach. As Zahra attempted to get back to her hands and knees, Alexa ran over and kicked her in the ribs. Zahra rolled onto her back and continued to roll out of the ring. Zahra returned to her feet on the outside and stabilized herself with the help of one of the tables set up at ringside.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa is looking good at the start of things.

Corey Graves: That was off the cheap shot.. Just wait til Zahra recovers from that eye-gouging from Alexa.

Alexa quickly exited the ring after Zahra. She grabbed at Zahra’s hair once more and pulled her back. Alexa took Zahra’s head and slammed it down on the wooden table. The crowd popped as Alexa slammed Zahra’s face down against the wood a second time before releasing her grip. Zahra stumbled away from Alexa and held her face in her hands. Alexa followed behind and caught Zahra next to the barricade. Alexa spun Zahra around and held her against the barricade. Alexa brought her hand around Zahra’s chest with a chop.

Mauro Ranallo: Ouch!! A hard chop by Alexa!

Alexa went for another chop, but Zahra reached forward and lifted Alexa into the gun. Zahra dropped Alexa down across the edge of the barricade with a Stun Gun. Alexa fell to the ground against the barricade. Zahra managed to get to the apron of the ring. She looked back at Alexa, leaned up against the barricade. Zahra slid a table out of the way and then charged at Alexa. She rammed her left into Alexa’s head and drove it back against the barricade. Alexa slumped motionless on the ground. Zahra took a few steps away from Alexa and reached down and grabbed a table that had been leaning on the barricade. Zahra slid the tabled over to Alexa and trapped Alexa between the table and the barricade. She pushed the table and made sure it stayed put. Zahra then spun around and hopped on the apron. She turned to face Alexa. Zahra took a second on the apron before she jumped off the apron and hit a dropkick onto the table. The table slammed back into Alexa and the barricade.

Mauro Ranallo: OH MY!! Alexa was trapped behind that table!

Corey Graves: I told you my girl would come back, didn’t I?

Mauro Ranallo: Zahra sure escalating things quickly!

Zahra smiled as she returned to her feet. She turned and walked around the side of the ring. Zahra walked over to were Mauro and Corey sat at the announcer table. She smiled at Corey before she reached beside him and took a steel chair. As Zahra was away, Alexa pushed the table off her. Alexa rolled onto the table as she looked towards the ring. Zahra walked back over to Alexa slowly and saw her sprawled out on the table. Zahra took the chair and lifted it over her head and brought it down across Alexa’s back. Alexa bounced on top of the table from the chair shot. Zahra wasted little time as she brought the chair over her head again and smashed it against Alexa’s back a second time. The referee stood and pleaded for Zahra to stop as she continued a couple more times. Each shot from the chair harder than the last one.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa is pinned on top of that unforgiving wood!!

Corey Graves: Did you see Zahra wink at me?

Mauro Ranallo: Get focused Corey, Zahra is brutalizing Alexa Bliss!!

Finally, Zahra dropped the chair and bent down. She lifted Alexa back to her feet. Zahra walked her to the edge of the ring. Zahra rammed her, stomach first into the side of the ring. Zahra leaned her against the ring, Alexa barely able to stand on her own. Zahra turned and picked up the chair once more and turned to Alexa. Still leaned against the ropes, Zahra took the chair and smashed it into the back of Alexa. The force sent a loud crack that echoed through the entire arena. Alexa fell back to the ground at Zahra’s feet. Zahra smiled as she stood there and soaked in the boos from the EBWF Universe.

Mauro Ranallo: This is sick.. Zahra seems to be enjoying this destruction..

Alexa unknowingly rolled slightly under the ring apron. After a few seconds, Zahra looked down and only noticed Alexa’s foot. Zahra reached down and pulled on Alexa’s boot. Alexa slid out from under the ring, but Alexa wasn’t alone. Instantly, Alexa shot off a fire extinguisher right in Zahra’s face. The cloud that came from the extinguisher engulfed Zahra’s face and backed her off. Zahra coughed and gagged as she stumbled away from Alexa. The referee walked over to check on Zahra, who just pushed him away.

Corey Graves: That’s cheating!! This is a Tables Match! You can’t use a fire extinguisher!!

Mauro Ranallo: But steel chairs are legal?

Alexa managed to get back to her knees before Zahra came back over to her. This time, Alexa lifted the extinguisher and rammed the tank into Zahra’s right knee. Zahra instantly fell to the ground and grabbed at her knee. Alexa used this time to grab Zahra and throw her back into the ring. Still holding her knee, Zahra rolled to the center of the ring. She attempted to remove her knee pad as the referee checked on her. Alexa bent down and took the table the was on top of her and picked it. She lifted the table and slid it into the ring. Alexa climbed into the ring and then walked over to Zahra. She placed her foot on Zahra’s knee. Zahra took a few swings at Alexa, but Alexa just smirked. She stomped down on the knee which made Zahra cringe and grab at the knee again.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa turning things around now..

Corey Graves: I can’t believe that you’re condoning this blatant act of cheating.

Alexa had the time now as she turned towards the table. She bent down and opened the legs of the table and locked them in place. She proceeded to set up the table as she lifted it up onto its legs. Once set up, Alexa turned back to Zahra. She walked over and she picked Zahra up. She pulled Zahra over to the table and slammed her face against it. She lifted Zahra up onto the wooden table and then looked at the top rope. Alexa exited the ring and quickly scaled the turnbuckles as Zahra laid on the table.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa is looking to finish this!

Corey Graves: No!! This can’t be happening!!

Alexa was about to stand up on the top turnbuckle, but then, Zahra slid off the table and climbed up the front of the turnbuckles and nailed Alexa with a right hand. Caught off guard, Alexa slumped up on the ropes. Zahra hooked Alexa’s head and looked over her shoulder.

Mauro Ranallo: Zahra looking for a Superplex!!

Zahra attempted the Superplex, but Alexa held onto the top rope. Zahra continued to try with force to get Alexa up and over, but Alexa continued to fight it off. Zahra reached the grip and threw a few more punches. She tucked Alexa up again and attempted the Superplex again, but Alexa still held on.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa holding on for dear life!!

Zahra had enough and released Alexa again and hopped down off the turnbuckle. She reached up and connected with a punch that made Alexa wobble on the top rope. Zahra turned and went around the table. She lifted it up and slid it closer to the turnbuckle. Zahra then climbed on top of the table and stood in front of Alexa. She watches as Alexa looked dazed on the top. Zahra, from on top of the table, careful, but forcefully spun around and connected with Tommy End’s finishing move.


Corey Graves: That shows real balance, Mauro!

Zahra’s boot caught Alexa right on the jaw. Alexa’s eyes rolled back in her head as she crumbled off the top rope and crashed on the apron hard. She bounced off the apron and crashed a second time onto the ground below.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa is out.

Zahra stared down from atop the table as Alexa landed awkwardly on the outside. The referee instantly jumped out of the ring and checked on Alexa. Zahra sat down on the table and crossed her legs. She smiled as she watched the referee check on the motionless Alexa Bliss.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa could be seriously injured, Corey.

Corey Graves: She knew the risks when we got into that ring with the champ. Zahra is as real as this business gets. That is why she’s the champion.

After a few moments, Zahra rolled off the table and climbed out of the ring. The referee stood up and attempted to keep Zahra away, but she pushed passed. Zahra walked over and picked up Alexa. She held onto her hair and got into her face.

Zahra Schreiber: Some fucking Goddess you are!!

Alexa reached up and gouged at Zahra’s eyes again. Zahra backed up slightly and held at her face. Alexa had no strength to follow up, which allowed Zahra to grab Alexa and run across the ringside area. Zahra threw Alexa straight into the steel steps. Zahra walked over and knelt down beside Alexa. She took Alexa’s hair in her hands and held Alexa in place as she threw a few closed fist punches right in Alexa’s face with her free hand. Before she returned to her feet, Zahra smashed Alexa’s head backward into the steps. Zahra turned to the ring apron and knelt down and lifted it up. Zahra reached out and pulled out another table.

Mauro Ranallo: Zahra getting some more hardware, despite all the tables at ringside..

Corey Graves: Don’t question her Mauro, that might be a special table.

Mauro Ranallo: What? Did she enchant that table with another ritual?

Corey Graves: I wouldn’t joke about things like that, Mauro. Zahra could put a curse on you right now..

Zahra slid that table to the side and reached under and pulled out yet another table. Zahra got to her feet and quickly set up one of the tables and set it next to the table that had already been set up at the edge of the ramp. Zahra looked over at Alexa, who still had a glazed look in her eyes as she struggled with the referee. Zahra used this time to continue to construct something methodical.

Corey Graves: We’ve all seen this before!!

Mauro Ranallo: She’s not..

Zahra continued until she had four tables tables stacked together. Two sets of double stacked tables sat next to each other at ringside before her. She smiles and looked over at Alexa. She turned and walked over to Alexa, but before she could do anything. Alexa grabbed the referee’s shirt and pulled him over in front of Zahra. The distraction allowed Alexa to kick at the right knee of Zahra and take her down. Alexa got to her feet and grabbed Zahra and she threw her into the steel. Alexa stumbled against the apron and looked at the structure that Zahra build. Alexa looked it up and down and then down at Zahra. She stomped down on her a few times before she walked around the steps. Alexa went to the apron and knelt down. She looked under the ring and found nothing of interest. Alexa continued around the ring, now in front of the commentary tables.

Mauro Ranallo: What is Alexa looking for? Don’t we have enough weapons at hand?

Corey Graves: Why don’t you go ask her Mauro? She’s right there.

Alexa knelt down beside the apron on that side of the ring. She lifted it up and this time she reached under. Alexa pulled out, not another table, but a ladder. The EBWF Universe instantly erupted in a loud cheer at the sight of the steel.

Mauro Ranallo: Oh no.. Alexa Bliss can’t have anything good in mind with that.

Alexa set the ladder up, just as Zahra stumbled around the side of the ring and met Alexa. Bliss once again took out the right knee to get the upper hand. She grabbed at Zahra’s arm and whipped her over into the apron of the ring. That wasn’t enough, Alexa then brought Zahra over and tucked her head down. She dropped back and drove Zahra’s head into the thin mats at ringside.

Mauro Ranallo: Bliss with a DDT!!

Alexa returned to her feet and then looked over at a pre-set up table. She walked over and she drug it over next to the ladder. Alexa looked at the table, then up at the ladder. She smirked as the EBWF Universe cheered. Alexa bent down and she picked up the limp body of Zahra and she placed her on the table. Alexa delivered a few forearms to Zahra to make sure she stayed on the table this time.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa Bliss looked for this earlier.. But this time she wants to do it from the top of the ladder!!

Corey Graves: No.. I have to save Zahra..

Alexa looked up at the top of the ladder before finally going around the ladder and making her ascent to the top. As she rose to the top of the ladder, the EBWF Universe all jumped to their feet. Below, the referee yelled up at Bliss and tried to waved her off. Alexa balanced herself on the very top of the ladder. Just then a section of the audience let out a loud boo. In a flash, Tommy End sprinted from the time keeper area and ran under the ladder. Just as Alexa Bliss took off from the top of the ladder for a Twisted Bliss, Tommy jumped and pushed Zahra’s body off the table. However, his body replaced Zahra’s on the table just as Alexa crashed down on top of him and sent both of them through the table, as a motionless Zahra rolled away. The EBWF Universe erupted.


Corey Graves: Tommy beat me to it, Mauro!! I was just about to throw myself in the way!!


The referee bent down and checked on Alexa Bliss in among the pieces of wood. Alexa’s motionless body slumped across Tommy’s back. The referee looked around, but he never signaled for the bell.

Corey Graves: Why isn’t the referee signalling for bell?! Alexa Bliss just went through a table..

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa was on the offensive Corey.. She put herself through the table.

Corey Graves: No.. That’s not right. She went through the table. The referee needs to do his job and call for the bell!

Mauro Ranallo: He can’t, Corey.. This match is going to continue.

Zahra looked over and saw Tommy under the pile of wood and Alexa. She looked at him in disbelief. The EBWF Universe booed as Zahra got to her feet with the help of the steel steps. Zahra looked over as Alexa began to move. The referee continue to check if Alexa wanted to continue. Alexa looked down and finally noticed that it was Tommy under her and not Zahra. In her own disbelief, Alexa looked up from the pile of broken wood and saw Zahra, free. Zahra walked up and reached down. She picked Alexa up by her hair and she threw her into the announcers table.

Corey Graves: This is unjust!! This is an outrage!! I can’t believe this match has to continue.

Alexa’s body flew into the laps of Ranallo and Graves. The two announcers scattered as Zahra turned around and checked on Tommy. After a few moments, she got up and turned to continue the match. By now, Alexa had grabbed one of the new tablets from the announcer’s table. When Zahra moved in for the attack, Alexa smashed the tablet across Zahra’s head. The screen shattered as it connected with Zahra’s flesh. The force instantly cut Zahra up in her hairline. As she fell to the ground, the blood from the fresh cut started to trickle down her forehead.

Mauro Ranallo: Zahra’s been busted open!!

Alexa wasted no time, she reached down and grabbed at the bloody hair of Zahra. She pulled her up to her feet and then slammed her face into the announcer’s table. She lead Zahra through the rubble at ringside and threw her back into the ring. Alexa then turned to the ladder and folded it up. She lifted it up and set it on the edge of the ring. Alexa went to lift the ladder into the ring, but Zahra stuck the ladder with a Basement Dropkick. The ladder flung back into Alexa’s face and caught her right over the left eye. The ladder bounced off Alexa’s face and leaned against the ring. As Alexa stumbled back against the announcer’s table, Zahra pulled the ladder into the ring.

Mauro Ranallo: These two women are throwing everything they’ve got at each other!

Alexa checked at her head, but she couldn’t tell if it was Zahra’s blood on her hands, or her own. A few seconds later, a drop of blood fell over Alexa’s eye, then she knew she was busted open as well. She looked back in the ring and quickly slid in.

Corey Graves: Both women are bleeding..

Mauro Ranallo: The referee might need to think about stopping this..

As Alexa returned to her feet, Zahra tossed the ladder and bounced it off Alexa’s face a second time. Alexa fell against the ropes, but this time the ladder fell on top of her, hitting her for a third time. The ladder leaned against the ropes as Alexa was laid out under it. Zahra walked over and picked the ladder up and set it in the corner. She then turned and bent down and picked Alexa up. The two women slowly walked to the corner where the ladder leaned. Zahra placed Alexa onto the ladder. She gave Alexa a quick slap across the face before she walked away. Zahra turned back to Alexa and charged. Alexa quickly side stepped Zahra, and launched her into the ladder. Zahra bounced off the ladder and flew back to the center of the ring.

Mauro Ranallo: Nobody home, as Zahra crashes into the steel.

Corey Graves: I can’t believe you’re enjoying this, Mauro.. This match should already be over. Alexa Bliss went through a table!

Alexa grabbed the ladder and let it drop down on top of Zahra. She then positioned it on top of Zahra and with no wasted motion, Alexa delivered a modified version of the Insult to Injury, landing on her own stomach instead of her knees.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa modifying things to get maximum effectiveness with that Insult to Injury!

Alexa held onto her own stomach as she rolled off the ladder in pain. Alexa looked over at the motionless Zahra. She smirked as she saw that she did more damage to Zahra, than herself. Alexa used the ropes to pull herself back to her feet. She smiled at the carnage before she walked over and removed the ladder from Zahra. She bent down and rolled Zahra on top of the ladder now. Alexa then climbed out of the ring and slowly made her way up to the top rope.

Mauro Ranallo: What is Bliss thinking!!

Corey Graves: Hasn’t she done enough?!

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa wants to make sure there is no way Zahra will be able to defend herself from going through the next table!

Bliss stood on the top rope and she smiled before she leapt off the top rope and hit Zahra with a Twisted Bliss. Zahra’s body crushed on top of the steel ladder. Alexa held at her own midsection again, but still, a smile on her face. She returned to her feet and looked at the table, still set up in the corner. Alexa walked over and she drug it out of the corner. She repositioned the table next to the ring ropes. Alexa turned around again and walked over to Zahra. She bent down and rolled Zahra off the ladder. She grabbed the ladder and lifted it up and brought it to the center of the ring.

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa repositioning all the furniture.. What does she have planned now.

Corey Graves: Zahra is hurt.. Can’t you see that, Mauro? Alexa is trying to end Zahra’s career!

Alexa managed to get the ladder set up next to the table. She then looked back at Zahra, who still hadn’t moved on her own. She walked over and grabbed a handful of the black, bloodied hair of Zahra. She pulled her over to the ladder by her hair. Alexa started to climb the ladder and pulled Zahra with her. Zahra’s feet lifted off the ground and found the rungs of the ladder on instinct. Alexa continued to climb the large ladder until she got half way. Alexa pulled Zahra up and both women shared the same rung of the ladder until Alexa stepped off the rung and onto the crossbar hinge. She crossed the hinge to the other side of the ladder. From there, Alexa, with a handful of Zahra’s hair still, she continued to climb the ladder to the top. She pulled Zahra up the ladder until both women were at the top.

Corey Graves: WHAT IS SHE DOING?!

Mauro Ranallo: Malicious thoughts going through Alexa’s mind..

Corey Graves: Malicious? This is down right morbid!! Alexa is going to kill Zahra from up there.

Alexa looked down at the table that sat next to them. The EBWF Universe were on their feet as they waited to see what Alexa had planned at the top. Suddenly, Zahra threw a punch, which startled Alexa. She punched back instantly which almost caused Zahra to fall backwards off the ladder. Alexa held onto Zahra and kept her at the top of the ladder. Alexa lifted Zahra a little higher onto the ladder and doubled her over the top of the ladder.

Mauro Ranallo: Is Alexa thinking what I think she’s thinking?! Is she going to try for another DDT? This time from the top of the ladder!!

Corey Graves: She wouldn’t... That’ll kill Zahra!!

Mauro Ranallo: Alexa Bliss is only thinking of the EBWF Women’s Championship, Corey.

Alexa tucked Zahra’s head under her arm and then looked down at the table again. Zahra fought back with a quick jab to the stomach. Alexa released the hold. The two women exchanged a few right hands back and forth on top of the ladder. Neither woman getting the upper hand until once again, Alexa drop her thumbs into Zahra’s eyes. Alexa quickly got Zahra up and was about to tuck her head back under her arm, but just then, Tommy End hit the ring and grabbed the ladder. He pushed the ladder over. As the ladder toppled, Alexa looked down and saw her and Zahra going over the table. Both women flew over the top rope and crashed through the four stacked tables at ringside.

Mauro Ranallo: MAMMA MIA!!!

Corey Graves: WHAT THE HELL!!


Corey Graves: WHAT IS HE DOING?!

Tommy looked out at ringside as he watched Alexa and his own teammate, Zahra, crash through the four tables. The referee looked shocked at the move and just stood there and stared at Tommy.

Corey Graves: What is Tommy thinking?!

Mauro Ranallo: I can’t believe what just happened.. Tommy just sent both women flying through the tables.. Even Zahra..

A smirk grew on Tommy’s face as he looked out at the wreckage at ringside. The referee signaled for the bell before he jumped out of the ring. The bell tolled out as the referee motioned for help from the back. Tommy stood in the ring as EBWF medical staff came down the ramp. The referee ran around the ring over to Christy Hemme. The two talked a few moments before he left her and returned the wreckage. Christy raised the microphone to her lips as Tommy End rolled out the ring and walked around the ring and walked in her direction.

Christy Hemme: The referee has informed me, that both women have been forced through a table.. Therefor, he has deemed this match a DRAW!!

Tommy smiled as he walked up to timekeeper area and reached out and grabbed the EBWF Women’s Championship. He took the belt and walked around the ring to the wreckage where the medical staff worked to get the women out of the pile of wood. Tommy walked up and pushed the medical staff out of the way and bent down. He moved some of the broken tables out of his way. He set the EBWF Women’s Championship on top of Zahra’s motionless body before he tucked his arms under her and cradled her in his arm. He lifted her out of the wreckage.

Christy Hemme: Still your EBWF Women’s Champion.. Zahra Schreiber!!

The entire arena erupted in a chorus of boos as “Lost in the Static” blasted onto the sound system. With Zahra in his arms, Tommy walked up the ramp. The EBWF Universe yelled profanity at him as he walked, but he paid no attention. He just had a smile on his face.

Mauro Ranallo: How is Tommy smiling?

Corey Graves: I don’t know, but Zahra is still the EBWF Women’s Champion.. And you know what means.. Zahra has just broken Trish Stratus reign as the longest EBWF Women’s Champion in history!! She did it!!

Mauro Ranallo: I can’t believe this..

Corey Graves: Believe it, Mauro.. Zahra Schreiber has solidified herself a spot in EBWF history tonight. We are completely in the Era of Controversy!

Tommy turned around on the stage as Zahra held up the championship belt with her free hand. Her other arm wrapped around the back of Tommy’s neck, helping to hold her body against his. A smile grew on her face as she winced in pain. The lights in the arena went out, only a solo spotlight remained. Tommy stood proud with Zahra in his arms, both looked pleased with the outcome of the match. Zahra pressed her head against Tommy’s chest with her championship held high as the spotlight went out.



‘I Came to Play” brought the arrival of The Miz, who stood on the stage wearing his long black trench coat with green and red accents.

Corey Graves: The Miz is looking festive tonight.

Mauro Ranallo: I don’t think that can save him in tonight’s sadistic madness match.

Christy Hemme: This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is a sadistic madness match for the EBWF World Championship! In order to win, your opponent must be bleeding before the 3-count pin fall. Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio. He is the most must-see EBWF World Champion of ALL TIME… The Miz!

“Mantra” by Bring my the Horizon hit, and Legion came to the ring.

Christy Hemme: And his opponent, accompanied by Legion, from Kent, England… he is the EBWF World Champion, Jimmy Havoc!

All four members of Legion began to move down the ramp.

Corey Graves: You got to love Zahra and the tag champs out here supporting Havoc, even after that hard fought Women's Championship match up! She's hardly had a moment to recover!

Mauro Ranallo: As Christy mentioned, Sadistic Madness means that your opponent must be bleeding before you can pin them.

Corey Graves: It has an apt name then, Mauro!

Miz stood in one corner, and took the pads off of one of the turnbuckles. As the referee took the championship from Havoc, he walked to another one, and took the pads off of that one too. Legion was jawing to him the whole time, but when the bell rang, Miz rolled out under the bottom rope. Havoc gave chase, and before Miz got to the side where Legion was waiting, he rolled back into the ring. Havoc slid in after him and Miz attacked him, but Havoc stood stock still and then decked Miz and rolled him out onto the floor. Havoc grabbed the hair, with a useless warning from the referee, and then rammed him into the Spanish announce table.

Corey Graves: Miz is already broken in half.

Havoc followed him behind the table and mounted him with punches. He whipped Miz into the table a few more times and then tossed him over it to the ringside floor. Legion cheered Havoc on as he tossed Miz into the ring steps. Miz tried to fight his way to his feet using the barricade, but Havoc clotheslined him over it and into the crowd.

Mauro Ranallo: Havoc is going to make Miz regret all of this!

Havoc hit two headbutts. Then he hip tossed Miz back into the ringside area. Havoc booted Miz in the head, and the crowd audibly gasped when the camera focused on Miz’s face and a slow trickle of blood formed in the crease of his forehead.

Mauro Ranallo: That’s first blood! Havoc just has to pin Miz now.

Havoc went for an Irish whip, but Miz reversed it and Havoc went knees first into the steps. Miz grabbed Havoc up, and plowed him into Mauro and Corey’s announce table.

Corey Graves: Watch it… great, just great… now there’s egg nog all over my patent leather shoes!

Miz, not caring about Corey’s fashion choices, slammed his elbow down across Havoc’s neck to choke him out against the table. Legion was hollering at Havoc to get up but Miz hit him with some chops, and then went up to the ring apron to leap off. Havoc moved out of the way, and Miz’s back cracked over the table with a sickening thud. The table didn’t break!

Mauro Ranallo: Oh, I hate it when that happens!

Havoc picked Miz up and slammed him back first into the ring post. Havoc followed up with strikes to the back, then tossed Miz into the ring. Havoc kept working on the back, but then he set Miz up on the top turnbuckle and slugged him. Havoc gave Miz a top tope superplex, then went back to punching Miz in the ribs and back.

Corey Graves: Havoc is just inflicting punishment now!

Miz was stuck, so he used his forearm for a low blow! He pounced on Havoc, trying to get in a flurry of punches, but Havoc knocked him back and took him down with a boot to the face. Sensing an Acid Rainmaker was on the way, Zahra slid a chair into the ring.

Mauro Ranallo: Miz is stunned! What does he have to do? Zahra… what is she doing!

Corey Graves: The boot only made that cut on his forehead worse. Miz is wearing a crimson mask!

Havoc whipped Miz into the corner, and grated his forehead against the exposed turnbuckle, before hitting him with some body shots to the back. Havoc kicked at his ribs, but Miz followed through with a low mule kick to down Havoc. Miz picked up the chair while Legion yelled at him.

Miz: A gift? For me?

Miz began hitting Havoc in the back with the chair, and then when Havoc got on his knees, Miz smacked him in the head with it! Havoc fell down, face first, and Miz picked him up by the hair. The crowd cheered as they saw blood being to ooze from Havoc’s head. Miz quickly pinned him.



Mauro Ranallo: Havoc kicked out!

Miz was frustrated, and started to help Havoc up. Jimmy caught him by surprise and hit the Acid Rainmaker. Havoc promptly collapsed, so he couldn’t get over for the pin. Miz was lying on his belly, and the camera zoomed in as he coughed and sputtered blood out of his mouth. The referee had put on rubber gloves and leaned down to talk to him. Both of the men crawled to the the ropes, and worked to pull themselves up. They groggily traded right hands, and Havoc hit some shots that backed Miz into the corner. Miz got the slingshot into the corner and bounced Havoc’s head off the turnbuckle, busting him open even further. The crowd cheered when Havoc turned around and the two men began trading rapid bunches.

Corey Graves: The blood is flowing freely. One of these men just has to pin the other!

Havoc hit a devastating DDT, and Miz was motionless on the mat. Havoc stood over Miz’s fallen body, and then Dante, End and Zahra all started to climb into the ring. Legion began to stalk Miz, and the crowd was booing when suddenly…

“Oh My Here We Go!”

Corey Graves: Are you kidding me?

St. Louis was back on their feet as Sound of Madness blared.

Mauro Ranallo: It’s the chairman! Wes Ikeda is here.

He didn’t soak in the admiration of the crowd. Instead he had a mic in hand, and he started down the ramp.

Wes Ikeda: Uhhh. Nope. This isn’t going down like this.

The crowd cheered at that.

Mauro Ranallo: The Miz is hurt. He’s down, and he’s hurt…

Corey Graves: Havoc is limping. They’ve already been through hell.

Wes Ikeda: As a matter of fact… the three of you can take yourselves to the back, because it’s Christmas Eve, and quite frankly, if I can give the EBWF Universe one thing this year it’s one night where they don’t have to put up with the four of you, and your bullshit!

Ikeda stared Legion down, but Tommy End shook his head and the camera saw him say, “We’re not going anywhere.”

Wes Ikeda: No? You’re not going anywhere? Perhaps you didn’t hear me. Let me say it so it’s a little more compelling.

Miz started to stir, and Havoc stomped him in the head, causing him to fall flat against his own bloody mouth.

Wes Ikeda: The three of you are going to walk to the back, because if you don’t I’m going to make tonight especially merry for the folks watching at home. And I think this crowd might like it too… Go to the back or I’m going to strip all four of you of your championships.

Legion reacted to that by throwing a tantrum.

Wes Ikeda: The women’s championship, the tag team championship, the world championship… you won’t be leaving here tonight with any of them.

The crowd was going wild with that announcement, and finally, Havoc looked at his comrades and assured them he could take on the battered Miz himself. Zahra didn’t seem crazy about leaving the ring, but she and the Sumerian Death Squad all left the ring and started up the ramp. Havoc let Miz lie and watched them go. He grinned as they passed Wes, and a sudden look of realization crossed the chairman’s face as he spun around, right into a thunderous clothesline from Michael Dante. Wes fell hard on his back.

Corey Graves: Wes can’t breathe! He’s had the wind knocked right out of him.

Tommy End picked Wes up by his shirt, and Wes grabbed his legs to try to get up. Wes was coughing as End pulled him up, and Zahra was screaming at End and Dante to make Wes pay. Miz was behind Havoc now, as he stood nearer to the ropes watching as Wes blocked a punch and started pounding on End. Wes was outnumbered though and Dante got him up and power bombed him on the barricade. All three members of Legion began stomping on Wes.

Mauro Ranallo: Wes is in a bad way! He was just trying to level the playing field for Miz and…

Corey Graves: Watch out Jimmy!

Mauro Ranallo: Miz is up!

Miz charged Jimmy from behind and began choking him out on the ropes. Zahra was a deer in headlights, unsure what to do, as the Sumerian Death Squad continued to take it to Ikeda. With Jimmy struggling on the center rope, Miz pulled him up again, and swiftly…

Mauro Ranallo: SCF!

Corey Graves: The skull crushing finale! Are you kidding me?

Mauro Ranallo: Both of these men are bleeding! Pin him Miz! Just pin him!

Miz hooked the leg, and the referee got into position.




Corey Graves: Are you kidding me?

End and Dante stood over Wes as Zahra screamed.

Miz was given the championship, and the referee started to raise his arm.

Christy Hemme: Here is your winner…

But Christy bailed out of the ring as Legion made their way inside. Before they could slide in Miz rolled out under the bottom rope and climbed over the barricade to the delight of the crowd. The A-Lister was clearly in pain as he retreated up the aisle, and made his way to the stairs.

Mauro Ranallo: Miz knows when to call it a night.

Legion got in the ring to assist Havoc, and EMTs started to come in from the back to help Wes.

Corey Graves: What a night, Mauro! The Miz is the new EBWF World Champion!

Mauro Ranallo: And Mr. Ikeda might have a consequence for Legion! We’ll find out on Warfare! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays EBWF Universe!

The Miz was flanked by fans, and still wearing the crimson mask from his fight, he raised the championship above his head as Christmas Eve of Destruction went off the air.
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