Added (2011/08/31, 11:32 PM)
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-Broadcast live from Mexico, EWA's Colosseum is transported to MCW where Vargas and Martinez are seated and prepared to call the next match.-

Jose Martinez: So much hatred between these two men. Coming out first is Mike King and we have seen him really rally behind MCW, luchadores in general and our style of wrestling. Reid is just...disgusting.

The opening of "Oh No you Didn't" pumps through the arena. The lights dim as the gun shot goes off and "Little Crazy" kicks in. An orange light points to the stage and Mike King slowly walks out to the ring with EWA's Frankie Manning and MCW's Miguel Chavez behind him. King enters the ring by rolling under the bottom rope by a turnbuckle. King lifts himself up by the top rope and takes off his trench coat. He stretches and looks determined to fight. Meanwhile, Chavez and Manning both take their positions on the outside at King's corner.

Alfonso Vargas: The fans are going off the hook for King. I don't think he's received a reception like this in forever! Plus, here is Frankie Manning and Miguel Chavez.

Jose Martinez: His opponent isn't going to receive the same fanfare welcome.

Audioslave's Cochise soon hits the speakers only to be replaced by Mexico's National Anthem.

Mexicanos, al grito de guerra

el acero aprestad y el bridón.

Y retiemble en sus centros la Tierra,

al sonoro rugir del cañón.

Y retiemble en sus centros la Tierra,

al sonoro rugir del cañón!

Several security officers step out onto the stage. Six total. Then, passing between these six gigantic men, Xavier Reid emerges. Reid appears at the top of the ramp wearing a multicolored luchadore mask and carrying the Mexican flag draped over his back. He proceeds to the ring with a quick step and ascends the steel steps. One slow pause is offered, allowing the fans' hatred for him reign out loudly, before he steps through the ropes.

Alfonso Vargas: Well, isn't this a slap in the face?

Reid promptly pulls the luchadore mask off, spits on it, and throws it to the canvas. Mexico's National Anthem also ceases, now replaced by Cochise and then soon fading as well. Fans erupt with contempt towards Reid's actions with the mask. This calls for quick action by Mike King who does not wait for the start of the bell. King dashes across the ring and begins slamming forearm shots into the side of Reid's head.

Jose Martinez: The bell sounds and Diego Ramirez is our official for this match.

Intensity is electrifying and King has no shortage. He rocks Reid a few more times with forearm blows and then shoots him towards the ropes. Reid bounces off and returns. King with a tilt-a-whirl, but Reid completes the rotation and slips free. That does not stop King as he intercepts Reid : dropping him forcibly with a SDT!

Alfonso Vargas: Keep in mind, this match is a No Holds Barred, 2 out of 3 Falls Street Fight!

King pushes Reid into a corner and strikes him with loud, heart stopping Knife Edged Chops! Reid attempts to reverse positions, but King counters with a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Both men struggle for control. It is not long until Reid sinks in a side head-lock. Pulling back, Reid tries to slow down the match; however, King wiggles free somehow and drops Reid with a ferocious Crue-Bar Short Armed Clothesline!

King hooks the outside leg and makes a cover. Ramirez slides down into position and begins the count:

One.

Two.

Thr - NO!

The count was faster than Reid expected and that is visible on his face. He kicks out vehemently and takes to the offensive, drop toe holding King down whilst snatching up the Mexican Flag. Reid mounts King and applies a modified camel clutch : using the Mexican Flag to choke his opponent. King gasps for air and struggles to get free. It is evident that Reid is not just trying to embarrass Mexico or win the Gladiator Championship : but to hurt Mike King as well.

Alfonso Vargas: King releases the choke and drops a hard elbow to the back of King's head. He goes for a pin of his own.

One.

Two.

King gets a foot on the bottom rope AND forces a shoulder up, making certain he will not lose this first pin-fall just yet.

Jose Martinez: I'm thinking this match will be a battle of power...and wits...and who will be left living at the end.

Alfonso Vargas: Reid might have King in checkmate. Reid lands a hard shoot kick to the outside of King's left knee and Reid with a hard European Uppercut! King is back pedaling. No. King off to the ropes. Full head of steam! Reid leapfrogs. King on return...Reid with a Pele Kick!

Jose Martinez: NO! King sidesteps! So well scouted. King did his homework! Rear waist-lock on Reid and Belly to Back Suplex! King floats over for the pin!

One.

Two.

Reid slips free, but King tries to maintain control. He drags Reid to his feet.

Jose Martinez: Reid with a nice gut shot and he steps through with a arm wrench. Reid's got King's right arm and :WOAH! Nasty Arm-Wringer! King's back up and Reid tears him back down with an Arm Drag! Wait! King's back to his feet again!

Reid doesn't expect King up so fast and decides to send him hurling into the turnbuckle. As Reid goes to collect, he spies Miguel Chavez on the outside shouting at him and decides to instead return the favor. Reid and Chavez shout at each other; and King capitalizes on this distraction. King springs up off the second rope and soars like a spear thrown from a Roman Gladiator, taking Reid down with a missile drop-kick!

Alfonso Vargas: I cannot believe how quickly this match has started. Chavez definitely has a reason to be mad and I can't blame him for trying to distract Reid. Look at this entire arena of fans. They hate him as much as Chavez.

Once again both men engage in a collar-and-elbow tie-up : attempting to out muscle the other individual and gain control over the match. Fans unleash and boisterous groan over the arena when it seems that the balance shifts in the direction of Reid. Reid reaches up beyond the hold and secures a side headlock; and it looks as if he wants to tear King's head from his torso. A headless Mike King is no option and King himself knows this, so he does the only thing he can do : send Reid hurling towards the ropes.

Jose Martinez: Reid sent to the ropes and back again, but that's a big shoulder block by such a tiny man.

Alfonso Vargas: He is also wasting no time, returning back to that right arm with another arm wrench.

King rolls to a knee in his mission to regain a vertical base; however, Reid is able to snatch his right arm and wrench it. In the process, Reid uses his weight and the momentum of the wrench to tear King back down to the canvas. Reid maintains his grip on the arm, forcibly dropping to the mat and wrenches back : applying unbelievable torque to King's shoulder joint. He locks on a modified arm-bar and bathes in King's anguish, making it clear that he has not just come to win tonight : but he has come to hurt Mike King.

Alfonso Vargas: He might have got a submission victory there if he hadn't released the hold, but Reid's not ignoring what damage he has done thus far. Reid is driving repeated boots into King's shoulder and upper torso, making it difficult for King to regain his footing.

Jose Martinez: Listen to these fans right now. These fans are absolutely tearing the roof off the arena. I have never seen a crowd so intense; and I have never seen an arena so beyond a single man and against another that every time something happens in the match, you can feel the emotion radiate from the crowd.

Before long, King is able to reach his feet once more; and, once again, King and Reid discover themselves tied-up. King wastes no time with an Irish whip, attempting to alleviate some of the pressure Reid has applied. No. The Irish whip concept is short lived as Reid holds on. No reversal is made. Instead, Reid steps through and wrenches King's right arm once again. However, rather than take him to the mat, Reid opts to drive his right elbow into King's triceps; and he does so three times.

Much to the chagrin of the fans, King is struggling to escape Reid's grip. He wrenches King's arm another time then follows with a quick arm-drag which could be King's saving grace. King hits the canvas hard, but bounces back up instantly. It is obvious that King is favoring the right arm, but when Reid throws up a Super-kick with enough authority to behead him and King catches the foot : it becomes increasingly clear that you cannot discount Mike King.

Alfonso Vargas: Reid was not expecting that! King tosses that foot aside and drives a solid boot into Reid's abdomen. Reid's doubled over and King's wastes no time. Standing head-scissors and he could be looking for that White Lion Driver.

Jose Martinez: --but he is having some serious trouble with that arm. King cannot get Reid up.

Alfonso Vargas: Well, never count King out. King's modifying his plans right here. He's hauling Reid up onto his left shoulder and THERE HE GOES!

Jose Martinez: Inverted Lawn Dart! The back of Reid's head just bounces off the corner turnbuckle. Just listen to the audience. You know when Mike King has the advantage. I could close my eyes right now and know exactly what is happening in the ring just by listening.

Reid holds the back of his head as he gets to a knee. With all of the damage he has done to King, he does not expect his opponent to be right on his heels. When Reid looks up, still resting on his knees, he knows he can do nothing to stop the onslaught ahead. King : with full momentum : unleashes a perfect Shining Metallica, driving his foot straight into the jaw of his adversary. The shot rocks Reid and does not surprise anyone when King follows it with a pin attempt:

One.

Two.

Jose Martinez: THREE!

Alfonso Vargas: No, damn it no! Reid with a shoulder up just before the third count! ...and that was one Hell of a fast count.

Jose Martinez: That's Head Official Diego Ramirez and I think that is the appropriate speed for a count of this magnitude.

Alfonso Vargas: Whatever you say! Ramirez has been entrusted with delivering a fair match here and I don't know how Reid just kicked out of that Shining Metallica.

Jose Martinez: It is too early in the match, right? WOAH! La Casita de Cabo Wabo!

Alfonso Vargas: Reid's shoulders are down again!

One!

TWO!

Reid slips free and rolls to his feet, barely making it out before the three count. King does the same, but as he goes to stand he finds Reid's feet placed against his right shoulder : continuing the punishment on that weakening joint. In between laying the boots into King, Reid argues with the referee : questioning why the counts have been so quick. Ring Official, Diego Ramirez, shrugs and motions that he is calling it down the middle.

Jose Martinez: Ramirez is insistent that his counts are fair. You and I know the truth. Look at how much Reid has scorned not only this country, but this organization. When you antagonize the beast, you don't just get the horns...you get the entire bull. Xavier Reid has pissed off this entire company...and all of these fans....and evidently fellow Mexican, Diego Ramirez.

Alfonso Vargas: Ay, caramba! Reid with those nasty sharp kicks now. King is staggered for a moment, but all Reid needs is a moment. He twists that right arm of Mike King AGAIN and drops down with an arm-breaker. Nice execution as much as I hate to say it!

The audience clap and stomp all in unison, rocking the arena floor to help build momentum for Mike King. King clutches his right shoulder when he stands. Reid believes he has complete control over the match and it is very visible in his face; however, as hurt as King's arm is, King has an entire arsenal of moves he can execute with his lower half. Reid seeks to take the match in close once again and goes for a tie-up, but King responds with a stiff boot to the midsection. To the ropes and back again, King tears Reid down with a swinging neck-breaker.

Alfonso Vargas: King may be favoring that shoulder, but he is fighting through the pain. Reid's torn back off his feet with that Ratt Attack clothesline! Pin attempt made!

One!

TWO!

Reid forces a shoulder up and back pedals across the canvas and to the corner turnbuckle. He is still shaking off the effects of that clothesline, but it allows King enough of an opportunity to pick up momentum from the opposite side of the ring. With Reid still seated at the corner turnbuckle, King executes his Wild and Crazy Knee. NO! Reid dodges and King's knee hits nothing except turnbuckle!

Alfonso Vargas: Reid's back up and applies a rear waist-lock! German Suplex! NO! King with a back LEFT elbow to the side of Reid's head and King reverses positions. Rear waist-lock, but Reid's escaping. Reid moves forward--

Jose Martinez: --and King helps him! King helps Reid build so much momentum and just dumps him to the outside! Xavier Reid does NOT want to be on the outside of the ring. He is safest inside that ring.

Mike King follows suit though on his own terms. He collects Reid who has been sprawled out on the floor. The outside padding in Mexico is equivalent to a cardboard box unlike the cushions people are used to in the States. Or, so it would seem. No ringside security is evident as fans lash out at Reid, attempting to get in a shot...not just to assist King, but for their country as well.

No time is wasted and Reid seeks sanctuary inside the squared circle, but - alas: it is not to be. King flings Reid into the guard railing hard. Subsequently, Reid is flung into the arms of an entire country. Forearms club him while others restrain him, allowing King to freely to hit him with a series of knife edged chops. He does not execute these as quick as normal, enjoying the scene as Reid is beaten by the audience.

Jose Martinez: Here we go. This match is scheduled to be No Holds Barred and Mike King is taking advantage of that. He is asking for a chair from the fans and every fan around him is offering theirs. Reid sees it coming, but he has about seven individuals holding him back.

Mike King takes a chair from the audience and : without hesitation : slams it against Reid's head. Then, he drops the chair and takes another from the fans. Once again, he cracks that chair against Reid's skull. The second shot opens Reid up just above his right brow. Blood spills down the side of his face as King takes ANOTHER chair from the fans and repeats the process. Audience members celebrate with each subsequent shot, King ruining seven chairs in a matter of seconds.

Alfonso Vargas: Reid looks like he's done. King's now : with a hand full of hair : driving Reid head first into the ring apron. His blood is just getting everywhere.

Jose Martinez: Frankie Manning is quickly getting out of the way. I don't think he wants any blood on that expensive suit.

Alfonso Vargas: King is tossing a chair into the ring and NO! How can Reid even see? There is so much blood in his face and that bastard just rocked King's gut. Folks, we've got some closed fist shots now. That would normally be illegal, but this match is No Holds Barred. King's trying to defend himself, but Reid is somehow managing to wait:good LORD! Snap Suplex ON THE FLOOR! King's back is brought down hard, but even Reid is feeling the effects of that one!

Reid regains his balance first and sends a boot directly into King's face to make sure that he does not. Reid picks up the chair that had busted him open and promptly lays it against King's face.

Alfonso Vargas: What does Reid have planned here? King's on the wait! Possible lawsuit coming up here. Reid's got A FAN! He's pulling a fan over the guard railing.

Jose Martinez: LOOK! Other fans are trying to keep that kid in the audience, but NO!

Alfonso Vargas: Reid scoop slams that fan.....ONTO THE CHAIR....ONTO MIKE KING'S FACE!!!!

Jose Martinez: Looks like we're going to be joined at the broadcast table by MCW's very own General Manager, Miguel Chavez.

Chavez opts to remain standing and secures a headset. Meanwhile, Reid is busy collecting what remains of Mike King. When King is hauled up, his countenance is now baring a crimson mask as well. For King it would be even more terrible as Reid leads him to the ring post, opposite the steel steps, and with much force and velocity, wraps King's left arm around the steel! The move takes such effort that both Reid and King appear drained of energy.

Miguel Chavez: I would like to state that I do not condone the actions of Xavier Reid and that MCW cannot be held responsible for what damages he inflicts tonight whether it be company property or injury of an audience member\rdblquote

Alfonso Vargas: --despite what we just saw, the contest is even-matched. Chavez, in your opinion, what does King need to do to gain the advantage?

Miguel Chavez: I think King has the advantage. He is luring Reid in.

A weakened right hand punch is blocked by Reid. Pain is etched into King's countenance, showing how feeble his right arm has become. Reid responds with a forearm shot to King's jaw; however, before he can continue, King retaliates with a forearm shot of his own via his left arm! Reid is caught off guard which allows King to drive him back first against the guard railing once again. Fans this time respond by dragging Reid into the crowd. He is lost amongst a sea of bodies, engulfed by the fury of an entire nation.

Miguel Chavez: Here comes Mike King. The fans are pummeling Reid and rightfully so! King's climbing up onto the ring apron and--

Jose Martinez: Reid is taking the fight right to these fans. He is shoving them off, a few just got knocked over and he's even hitting a little kid! Or, well, that kid got inadvertently knocked down : but the shove was intentional!

As Reid fights off the audience, the sea of bodies divides like Moses parting the Red Sea. As a result, King is given the perfect opportunity and a clear target. He leaps up off the apron and onto the top rope. Then, with dazzling perfection, moonsaults backwards: OVER the guard-railing : and takes Reid OUT! The aerial move is so full of Luchadore flavor that it forces even those at home watching to jump to their feet. Chavez and Manning both applaud the move from ringside.

Jose Martinez: Such athleticism. Mike King is collecting what is left of Reid after that. He's asking for the crowd to let him pass and they do. Such respect for King and what he is trying to do for the sport tonight. He is leading Reid back to the ring.

Alfonso Vargas: Remember too, this match is for the Gladiator Championship in EWA. Reid sent under the ropes and King in to follow. I think King may be doing Reid a favor getting him out of the audience. Oh, and there's a lateral press pin attempt on Reid.

One.

TWO.

THR NO!!!!!

Fans unite with applause for King as he stands, dragging with him a limp Reid. Another extremely quick count fails to secure a win for King over Reid. One quick motion allows King to pick Reid up and back down with an inverted atomic drop. Reid buckles against King's knee and King promptly goes for a school boy roll-up, transitioning into his ever-effective Brillante Driver!

Alfonso Vargas: King seeks the pin!

One.

TWO.

Jose Martinez: Kick-out by Xavier Reid, but King's unrelenting.

Alfonso Vargas: Wait for it....Reid responds with a modified small package! King's shoulders are down!

Ramirez slides into position and checks the pin:

ONE!

TWO!

Mike King easily kicks out before the third hand hits the canvas. Reid wastes no time continuing his argument with the referee. Reid repeatedly slaps his right palm against his other hand, demonstrating to Ramirez the speed in which he shoulder count. Unfortunately for Reid, this is time wasted; and it is time gained for King.

Jose Martinez: King turns Reid around and spikes him head first with a DDT!

Retrieving the chair that he had tossed in the ring earlier, King unfolds it and sets it up near the middle of the ring. When he returns to Reid, a snap suplex is to follow, further weakening Reid's chances of regaining a vertical base. King tries to shake off the effects of the suplex on his own arm, but fails. The ache spreads through his shoulder and elbow, hindering his ability to inflict more punishment upon his down opponent. BUT : that would be short lived. King points in the direction of the nearest turnbuckle and calls out to the fans.

Jose Martinez: What's he doing here?

Miguel Chavez: I think King is looking to take Reid out with style.

King breaks into a run and heads to the opposite turnbuckle. Kicking off from the middle turnbuckle, King builds momentum and leaps over a prone Reid, onto the erect steel chair and then up onto the top turnbuckle. He reaches the top with ease; however, as he seeks to finalize whatever he had planned, fans world-wide watch as Reid comes to life : resurrected from the dead : and leaps into the ropes, offsetting King's balance. King is then crotched on the top of the turnbuckle!

Alfonso Vargas: This is a bad position for King. Reid is a little weak, but he is ascending that turnbuckle behind King.

Perhaps, a Top Rope Belly-to-Back Suplex is in order? Reid's hopes and dreams for that are demolished once his chin collides with a forcibly driven elbow via King's left arm. Reid is sent from the middle turnbuckle and to the canvas. As he gets back to his feet, King has positioned himself wonderfully for another aerial attack. Reid staggers to his feet and King leaps...

...corkscrewing his body in mid-air...

...and catches Reid with a Blockbuster Neck-breaker...

...bringing the back of Reid's NECK AND HEAD DOWN...

...ACROSS THE SEAT OF THE UPRIGHT STEEL CHAIR!

Miguel Chavez: THAT WAS AMAZING!!!!!!

Alfonso Vargas: King is now attempting that pin again!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!!!

Three?!?!?

Jose Martinez: Nope! How the Hell did Reid just kick out of that?! Every time Reid kicks out I feel the crowd growing that much closer to a riot. At this point, I don't think Reid is even kicking out. I think it's just a lucky, violent spasm from all of the punishment he has endured so far.

Frankie Manning applauds King from ringside, but does little else but watch on. King feels the momentum slipping and tries to capitalize once again. He gathers Reid once more, assisting him up by the back of his neck after a few choice words and a pair of boots to the side of his head. Before King can complete his next thought, Reid breaks free. With malicious intent, Reid snatches King's right arm and leaps into the air : forcibly taking King down with a jumping arm-breaker! Then, fluidly, Reid transitions into a kneeling arm-bar: he applies unbelievable torque to the arm whilst maintaining leverage over a grounded opponent. King tries to escape, but Reid has strategically planted his right knee across King's back. His left knee, on the other hand, is obnoxiously planted against the side of King's head.

Jose Martinez: We could see this insidious devil get a submission win right now.

Alfonso Vargas: Reid has done a good job at isolating King's arm this match, but--

Vargas' words are overheard at ringside and the fans respond by loudly jeering over the commentator's statement : offering no chance for Reid to receive a compliment. Meanwhile, inside the squared circle, King tries to find the bottom rope with his feet. He tries so hard and can barely resist tapping out from the pain.

Miguel Chavez: Wait a damn minute.

Throwing down his headset, Chavez runs to the ring. From the outside, he pushes the bottom rope out far enough for King's foot to reach it. The foot snags the bottom rope and the referee calls for the break in the hold. Reid : irate : relinquishing the hold on King and approaches the ropes, swearing out at Chavez on the outside. That is when the MCW General Manager himself leaps up onto the ring apron to confront Reid. Fans go completely wild as the argument offers a distraction to Reid. Chavez, proudly, takes a punch from Reid that takes him off the ring apron and out to the floor.

Why?

...because when Reid returns to the action by turning around, he is welcomed back by a one-on-one meeting with Mike King's Metallica Knee Kick!

Alfonso Vargas: Can we have medics come down here for our GM? ...and we have another pin!

King with a lateral press:

ONE.

TWO.

THREE!!!!!

Jose Martinez: Ding, ding. That's the first pin-fall for this match.

Frankie Manning takes a microphone from ringside and readily makes the announcement.

Frankie Manning: HE WINNER OF THE FIRST FALL OF THIS MATCH GOES TO.......MIKE KING!

Both competitors have a fifteen second break period before the match can continue. Reid takes this time to regain his composure while King consults with Manning and checks the scope of range he has on his right arm. When the bell finally sounds, neither man appears as eager to engage as they had at the start of the night. Fans tear the roof off the arena with what excitement surges throughout the crowds. The first pin fall victory for Mike King only helps stoke the fires.

Jose Martinez: Miguel is being tended to at ringside by medics. He took a pretty nasty bump there, but seems to be responding fine. The match now resumes after the short-lived break and King and Reid are at each other's throats again. Collar-and-elbow NO! Reid with a hard knee lift into King's ribs. Reid tosses him to the ropes. Reid springs up!

Reid : off the second rope : returns with a cross-body block in an attempt to take King down; however, King reacts with a drop-kick, knocking the wind out of Reid's sails.

Alfonso Vargas: Chavez did what was necessary and it paid off. King with that first pin-fall was huge. So, is this Baseball Slide Drop-kick to the side of Reid's head. King is using his speed and legs now, adapting now that Reid has most likely injured that right arm of Mike's.

A series of stiff boots are driven into Reid as he fights back to his feet. King allows Reid's ascension and then sends him packing once again, hurled towards the opposite side of the ring to a turnbuckle. King is in hot pursuit, so Reid tips-up to land behind King. Instead, King catches him over his left shoulder. Possible Lawn Dart situation presents itself and King attempts his well-known and aptly named version of the Snake Eyes!

...but it is not to be!

Alfonso Vargas: Reid slips behind King and drives him chest first into the turnbuckle. Reid with a rear waist lock and GERMAN SUPLEX!!!

Reid with the bridge and the pin attempt is made!

One.

TWO!

King is able to kick out; and, at this point, Reid is completely irate!

Alfonso Vargas: What?! Wait a second. Reid is in the face of Diego Ramirez...

Jose Martinez: My GOD! Xavier Reid just sent Ramirez FLYING over the top rope! OH! Ramirez never even touched the ropes...and he just splattered out over the floor in front of us here at the broadcast position.

Alfonso Vargas: King's got a chance to capitalize! King with a HUGE forearm shot.. Reid's back pedaling into the ropes. Irish whip no Reid holds on SHORT ARMED CLOTHESLINE BY KING!

Jose Martinez: Reid is taken down but King used that right arm.

King hobbles around for several seconds after the clothesline, feeling the residual effects of the move. When King does finally go to collect Reid, he arrives a second too late. Reid is able to snatch a hold of King's injured arm and leap over the top rope with it in hand. All this does is cause Reid's weight to pull down on the appendage, snapping it over the top rope as Reid descends to the floor on the outside. King buckles over in agony as Reid directs his attention to Diego Ramirez.

Alfonso Vargas: YOU HAVE A MATCH RIGHT NOW!

Jose Martinez: DON'T DO IT! STOP!

The commentator's shout at Reid as he slaps the back of the referee's head and slowly disables the broadcast position. The top layer of the commentator's table is removed and their television monitors are tossed to the ground. Reid's evil intentions are clear despite how much Martinez and Vargas try to discourage him. On the other hand, neither commentator wants to get near him!

Reid exhausts enough time that Mike King can be seen in the ring stirring. Cameras pan out when King spots Reid on the outside. He wastes no time : sprinting towards the ropes: and using them to catapult him over head in a plancha! King flies overhead and lands on Reid's shoulders, his body twisting for what appears to be a hurricanrana!

...COUNTERED!

Though caught by surprise, Reid reacts swiftly, using King's own momentum, to turn and Powerbomb King through the announcer's table!

Jose Martinez: Our table was just taken out in front of us. King's laid out and it looks like it took a lot out of Reid as well. This isn't a match or a competition. This entire....thing....is a brawl, just a bloody bath of destruction.

Alfonso Vargas: I think we get the idea.

Jose Martinez: This match is more than just being about the Gladiator Champion. Mike King said it best. Only one of them are walking out of Mexico. Only one is going to survive this match. Look at the damage these men have endured.

Alfonso Vargas: Well, Reid is taking this back to the ring. He tosses King inside and come'on! He just shoved Miguel Chavez off of the chair he was resting on. It looks like Chavez may have hurt his knee on that fall from earlier and now he's on the floor once again. Reid's just tossin' chairs into the ring. That's three different ones now.

Reid enters the ring and attempts a pin on King : but the referee is still out cold on the floor!

Jose Martinez: Here comes another ring official, this one Damien White.

White slides in under the ropes and begins the count:

One!

Two!

Thr NO!

King is able to kick out despite the count ACTUALLY being paced and fair this time!

Wasting no time, Reid : with hand fulls of hair : repeatedly slam the back of King's head against the canvas. He breaks from this only long enough to fetch one of the three chairs he had tossed inside earlier and sets it up. When turns around and drags King up to a knee. With a strong forearm smash to King's back, Reid feels that King has been weakened enough to lift him up for a side-slam. However, Reid turns with intentions of utilizing the steel chair.

Alfonso Vargas: Side-slam NO! King, with an element of surprise, comes to life! Russian Leg Sweep on Reid. Both men roll to their feet. What's with this surge of energy?!

When Reid reaches his feet, King tears him back down with a leg lariat. Once again -- both men return to their feet. Reid with an Irish whip attempt, but King drives a high knee lift in response, driving the air out of Reid's lungs. Then, bouncing off the nearby ropes, King leaps into the air! He brings his leg up and down against the back of Reid's head, smashing his face into the canvas with a Fame-asser!

Jose Martinez: Nice move and Reid is staggering back up, holding his nose.

He staggers into King's clutches! King scoops him up and turns towards the chair, dropping Reid back first AGAINST THE SEAT OF THE CHAIR!!!!

Fans groan with pain, watching the seat bend! King hooks an outside leg and pins Reid.

One!

Two!

THRE NO!!!

King is now on the offensive. He gets to his feet, but does not allow Reid to do the same and drops a pair of elbows against Reid's sternum. He attempts another pin!

One!

Tw not to be!

Reid breaks free and rakes his fingers across King's eyes, scratching with it much of the blood that has dried along his brow. King swings, but does not hit Reid : being temporarily blinded and all. As he has been doing all match, Reid ensnares King's right arm once more. He steps through and wrenches the arm and then uses it to lead King to a vertical base. Then : leaping into the air : Reid drops back and executes a brutal Double Knee Arm-breaker, causing King to favor the arm even more!

Jose Martinez: Reid literally intends to hurt King. He has NO. NO, no, no..

Alfonso Vargas: Someone needs to stop this. Can't they stop this!

Commentator's make their statements as Reid takes a folding chair and places King's right arm IN it. Then, holding King down with his foot, Reid bounds up...

...DOUBLE FOOT STOMP ON THE CHAIR...

...AND KING YELLS OUT IN TORMENT!!!!!!!!!!

Jose Martinez: My God! Reid's not done! He's got a chair and OHMYGODHEJUSTHITTHATARMWITHACHAIR!

Alfonso Vargas' reaction is a gasp. His words can barely be heard over the loud, boisterous and hate-filled reaction of the fans!

Alfonso Vargas: King's arm has to be broken.

Jose Martinez: Reid is calling for the end of the match.

Reid peels the warped chair off from King's arm and makes the pin:

One.

Two.

Three.

Jose Martinez: What? Confusion.

Alfonso Vargas: Mike King just kicked out. That was only a two count!

Jose Martinez: But, how? How is King continuing to fight?!

King will not die. With each shot he throws at Reid with his left fist, everyone can tell the pain he is feeling from his right arm. King battles up to his feet once more and Reid looks to be on the defense, trying to fight King off. That is until King throws the fourth fist. Fourth time is not a charm.

Reid blocks the punch and transitions behind King for a Tiger Suplex! He musters what strength he can and suplexes King back with a Tiger Suplex! Official White drops for the pin count; however, Reid does not attempt the pin. Instead, Reid transitions into another move...

Jose Martinez: ...X'ed OUT! That's a Grounded Double Chicken Wing!

Alfonso Vargas: ...and a bridge! Reid has that locked in tight and King has nowhere to go. Look at the pressure he has on that arm and...

...Mike King taps.

There is not even a chance of him breaking free. King taps almost immediately.

Jose Martinez: Well, winner of the second pin-fall or submission goes to Xavier Reid...but it doesn't look like anyone is going to announce it. So, I guess....we...are gonna have a short break. King's wincing. I'm surprising to see him even agree to another round. Man, this match is brutal.

Alfonso Vargas: Doesn't look like there is going to be another round. Xavier Reid isn't giving King a moment to breathe.

Dragging...literally dragging Mike King to his feet, Reid elevates him with a Vertical Suplex. Then, Reid falls short, executing his beloved Brainbuster Suplex instead! King is laid out over the canvas and Reid motions towards the corner turnbuckle. Step by step, Reid climbs: ascending to the Heavens!

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Alfonso Vargas: He is setting up for that Corkscrew 450 Splash he calls X Marks the Spot.

Reid is there : rising up in preparation to execute his aerial wonder : when the most peculiar thing begins.

It rains.

But, it is not a typical rain. Instead of water, Reid is pelted with chairs, bottles, shoes and anything else that is not permanently affixed to the floor. The audience heaves all sorts of trash in Reid's direction, causing him to lose his balance. He falls into the squared circle extremely hard!

Jose Martinez: That's the audience doing their part. Both of these men are laid out now.

Alfonso Vargas: Wait...King is moving!

King crawls slowly...

...inching towards the prone Reid...

...and lays a hand on top of Reid!

ONE!

TWO!

THR kickout!

Jose Martinez: By God Almighty, Reid won't die. Just stay down Reid! Stay down!

Alfonso Vargas: King can barely stand, but he is.

Jose Martinez: Look at Reid too. He's also so weak in the knees!

Alfonso Vargas: Both...of....these men are....

Jose Martinez: Reid goes for a clothesline. Stopped by King who YES! Martinete Especial! We could see it!

Mike King sets-up for the Double Underhook Piledriver, but discovers that his arm is far too injured to lift Reid. It does not help that as Reid is down, he is able to get a handful of something from a lady's handbag : an object also tossed at Reid minutes ago. King gathers all the strength he can, but Reid blasts him in the face with a white powder! King blinded and favoring the arm allows Reid to slip free; and with much difficulty, now being crippled by exhaustion himself, Reid lifts King up in the fireman's carry. He hooks King's head and looks for a spot, then powers him over with a Death Valley Driver!

Jose Martinez: Death Valley Driver onto one of the chairs just littering the ring...and a COVER!

ONE.

TWO!

THREE!!!!!

-Xavier is standing in the ring, he wipes the blood off his face as the fans at ringside litter the ring with garbage in protest.-



Alfonso Vargas: These fans might riot here tonight.



Jose Martinez: And look at Frankie Manning and Miguel Chavez, they both look sick at that they have to do next.



-Manning grabs the EWA Gladiators Title and looks down at it and then back up into the ring where Xavier Reid is standing, he sees them looking at him and walks over to the ropes and opens them for the two men.-



Alfonso Vargas: Manning walks towards the steps and motions for Chavez to join him.



Jose Martinez: The two men walk up the steps and step into the ring and look at Xavier Reid, he's grinning ear to ear as the two men step into the ring and Manning is handed a microphone as does Chavez.



Alfonso Vargas: Manning looks down at the ring and Chavez steps forward.



Miguel Chavez: YOU CAN WIPE THAT SMART ASS SMILE OFF YOUR FACE REID, I STILL OWN YOU TILL MIDNIGHT AND I WILL HAVE THE LAST LAUGH, I KNOW THERE ARE PEOPLE IN THE BACK, SOMEONE GET THERE ASS OUT HERE AND BREAK THIS PIECE OF SHIT IN TWO!!!!



-The camera cuts to the ramp and Xavier Reid's security team is suddenly joined by 15 more people, a few of the guys on the MCW roster come out but there is no getting back the security team.-



Miguel Chavez: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, WHO'S SECURITY IS THAT?



Frankie Manning: They're mine Miguel!!!



-Chavez turns and looks at Manning and is asking why.-



Frankie Manning: Because I felt the need to have them here tonight just in case something like this happened.



Miguel Chavez: What, in case Xavier Reid beat Mike King?



Frankie Manning: No Miguel, in case you decided to call out the MCW roster, you see I WAS COUNTING ON XAVIER TO WIN HERE TONIGHT AND I COULDN'T HAVE YOU ATTACK MY NEW HAND PICKED CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!!



-Miguel looks at Manning not believing what he just heard.....THE ANGER IN THE FANS RISES!!!!!!-



Alfonso Vargas: WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?!?



Tim Timmons: We are breaking in to the MCW feed, did I just hear that right?!



William Masters: Manning....handpicked REID?!?



Frankie Manning: GRAB HIM!!!!



-Xavier reaches out and grabs Miguel Chavez and holds him as Frankie Manning walks up to him and lowers himself so that he's right in the face of the MCW owner.-



Frankie Manning: Did you really think I didn't know Xavier still had one more match on that contract, do you really think I wouldn't have known that Miguel? I have my figure on the pulse of the wrestling world, I know how many days, weeks, months and years every non EWA star has on their contracts with whatever company they are with, that's what makes me the best GM in this business, and yes, I know it's against the law and would open the EWA to a major law suit if I did this to any REAL company but I don't consider this place a REAL wrestling company Miguel. I didn't care that he still had one more match with you left, I wanted Xavier Reid and I simply took him, the real shock was that you were willing to fight me. You see what all you people don't know is that this place is on its last leg finically and it took all the money this man had left to hire those lawyers and come after me and you put my plan at risk Miguel, you almost ruined everything I had been planning, for months I had been planning this moment, waiting for the time that I could reveal my master plan, that in fact I was not trying to keep Xavier Reid out of the EWA, no in fact I wanted nothing more than to have him on my roster, the roster I wanted, but you messed with those plans Miguel, you tried to fight a big boys fight with one bullet, sure I was a big bullet, but now you are out of amMo.



-Miguel tries to speak but Xavier has a hold of him too tight!-



Frankie Manning: What you want to speak, SPEAK!!!!



-Manning holds the mic to his mouth! THE FANS ARE BALLISITIC!!!!!-



Miguel Chavez: You think I won't fight this, fight you, very funny fat man, you think I don't have the money to fight you, this show broke all sorts of records, I'm going to be a major player again and I'm coming after you Manning.



Frankie Manning: Oh yes, I know this show broke all kinds of records, hell you out did yourself Miguel I wasn't expecting this but I'm happy you did so well, it's more money than I was expecting to collect.



Miguel Chavez: Money you are going to collect, wrong fat man, that is MCW money and I'm going to use every penny to crush you.



Frankie Manning: Wrong again Miguel, you see I have this for you, don't worry your lawyers already have it, I sent them a copy once this bell rang and this match became official.



-Manning reaches into his suit pocket and pulls out an envelope and drops it at the feet of Miguel Chavez.-



Frankie Manning: Once that bell rang you were in breach of contract for putting him on pay per view, YOUR PAY PER VIEW!!!!!!



Miguel Chavez: I had Reid for one more night, he was still under my contract.



Frankie Manning: Yeah he was, but Mike King wasn't!!!!!



Miguel Chavez: He's allowed to wrestle here, it's in his contract.



Frankie Manning: Yeah, but not on Pay Per View, at least not with our permission and by ours I mean MINE!!!! You went out and made this deal without any representation from the EWA about a show that included an EWA signed talent, your lawyers are waiting in the back but let me give you the highlights, all the money that this show made tonight has been frozen, you will not have access to it anytime soon, we will be fighting over it for years to come which bring me to the problem you have right now, THE COURTS HAVE ISSUED A CEASE AND DESIST ORDER UNTIL THIS IS CLEARED UP IN A COURT OF LAW SO I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THIS TONIGHT BECAUSE IT WILL BE THE LAST MCW SHOW YOU SEE IN A LONG TIME, THIS MAN DOESN'T HAVE THE MONEY TO FIGHT ME IN COURT, HELL HE DOESN'T HAVE THE MONEY TO PAY THE STARS HERE TONIGHT, HE WAS BANKING ON THIS MATCH AND HOW FUNNY IS IT THAT THE ONE MAN HE WAS COUNTING ON THE MOST, MIKE KING IS THE MAN THAT WILL CLOSE THE DOORS TO THIS PLACE FOREVER, PUT HIM OUT OF HIS MISERY!!!!


-XAVIER PULLS HIM UP TO HIS FEET AND LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR SLAMMING HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A BRAINBUSTER SUPLEX!!!! MORE TRASH BEGINS TO FILL THE RING.....THE STANDS SHAKE WITH HATRED....-



Frankie Manning: Now you all have to be sitting there and wonder why, WHY DID YOU DO THIS MANNING, well it's simple, when I took over the EWA I was handed a piece of shit roster, full of overpaid washed up talent. K.C. Kash opened up his wallet and signed anyone and everyone when we told him to slow down and pick the right guys he ignored us and signed guys who had no business in this company, washed up assholes like Buck Evans. Do you think it was a coincidence that Xavier was in that hallway the night Buck went bye bye? No, I set it up because I wanted to clean out the trash, it started with Buck and then we moved on to Ronnie McNeil, I was handcuffed that piece of garbage because Kash thought he was a star, I set it up and gave Xavier the green light to end his career like Buck Evans, it was all a set up, Xavier was going to break that ankle when Mike King stuck his noise in and fucked up everything. So we set our eyes on King and that's when Miguel came in, so why not kill two birds with one stone, Xavier came to me with the idea and the ball was set in motion and we even were able to get rid of Ronnie McNeil along the way, so now I present to you all THE NEW EWA GLADIATORS CHAMPION XAVIER REID!!!! MY ONE MAN WRECKING BALL!!!!



-On the jumbo tron a live feed from the Colosseum plays and Manning and Xavier both look up, then 'King of My World' hits....THE FANS INSIDE THE COLOSSEUM AND EVEN INSIDE THE ARENA IN MEXICO CITY BLOW UP!!!!!! RONNIE MCNEIL STEPS OUT ONTO THE RAMP BACK IN NEW YORK....XAVIER REID AND FRANKIE MANNING LOOK ON IN DISBELIEF!!!!!-



Ronnie McNeil: Looks like you bitches spoke a little too soon, because here I am, live and well. Reid, enjoy that belt now while you have it because I'm coming for you and Manning, you think you can play me, play these people, no way, not happening!!! You want me off this roster then you are going to have to do better than that Xavier, this is just a little scratch, you two have no idea what you have just done and just like you reign as the EWA Underground Champion your reign as the Gladiators Champion will be just as short, you're looking at the man that will take that belt from you kid, you like to make promises, well bank on this, RONNIE MCNEIL WILL BE THE NEXT GLADIATORS CHAMPION AND THERE ISN'T A DAMN THING EITHER OF YOU TWO CAN DO ABOUT IT!!!!!!



-Ronnie drops the mic....THE FANS ARE LOSING IT.....REID AND MANNING LOOK DUMBFOUNDED....but still they talk to each other planning their next move....the shot cuts back to Timmons and Masters sitting at what used to be the announce booth....-

Timmons: I....don't believe what we just saw. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!!! All this time....MANNING WAS PLAYING US.....REID HAD MANNING IN HIS BACK POCKET THIS WHOLE TIME....

Masters: There you are again all surprised that a wrestler can also be a smart guy....Xavier Reid....SHIT HE MIGHT BE ONE OF THE SMARTEST GUYS IN THE BUSINESS RIGHT NOW....AND YOUR'E RIGHT TIMMONS HE PLAYED ALL OF YOU CHUMPS!!!!

Timmons: You didn't know. You had no idea. STOP TALKING OUT OF YOUR ASS.

Masters: ....Jeez.

Timmons: The other big story here is that Ronnie McNeil is BACK....and he's looking for revenge. Xavier Reid and Frankie Manning won't have long to celebrate their "win" here tonight with McNeil back in the fold.

Masters: Look Timmons....Reid destroyed Ronnie McNeil once....HE CAN DO IT AGAIN. McNeil don't want none!

Timmons: Clearly he does. Fans don't go ANYWHERE.....because the match that will determine the number one contender to the EWA WORLD HEAYVWEIGHT TITLE....IS NEXT!!!!

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-The shot cuts....TO THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS CELEBRATING THEIR TITLE WIN IN THE LOCKER ROOM!!!!-

Rose: GOD DAMN MAN....finally did it!!! OUR NINE HUNREDTH TAG TEAM TITLE WIN!!!!! WOOO!!!!!

-JIMMY LANE SETS HIS BELT DOWN....HE PICKS UP A BOTTLE OF BUBBLY AND POPS IT!!!!-

Jimmy: Well this ain't coke Bobby....but it'll do!!!!

Rose: For now!

-JIMMY SHAKES IT UP AND CRACKS IT....CHAMPAGNE SHOOTS ALL OVER THE PLACE AND BOTH MEN DO A LITTLE RAIN DANCE....but then they stop and look off camera....Lane puts down the bottle and picks his belt back up....Rose continually wipes champagne out of his eye....TEAM NEXTREME WALKS INTO THE SHOT....THE FANS IN THE ARENA GET LOUD....-

Alex Daniels: Hey, would you lookit that! Congratulations, old fella's!

TJ Young: Really. Great job!

-Team NeXtreme golf claps for the Express....Bobby Rose smiles and nods....but Jimmy shakes his head....-

Lane: Yeah yeah. Lemme guess. You two came here to tell us that you're gonna be challenging us next? Seen it a hundred....no, a THOUSAND times before. Well I'll just tell ya right off the bat....you skinny little limey punks ain't shit to the S.E.S.

Daniels: Oh....well, we'd better leave then.

-Both men shrug....turn and walk off....Jimmy and Bobby turn to look at each other....and then Team NeXtreme comes back...-

Young: Hi guys.

Daniels: Hey there! We're back.

Young: Yeah, and we just wanted to say....even though you really hurt our feelings earlier....well....we respect you.

Daniels: It's true. That old school mentality....the ability to survive the copious amounts of drugs and alcohol that have torn through your systems over the past....sixty years? That's admirable.

Young: Truely, it is! But ah....there was one other thing.

Daniels: Yeahhhh. See....you're both REALLY ancient. And you're just not as good as us.

Young: We're younger....we're faster....we're a hell of a lot better looking....

Daniels: And we're ready to take your spots. Both of them.

-Daniels points between himself and TJ....-

Young: Yeah so ya know....might wanna lay off the pints for a while.

-Young reaches to pat Bobby's stomach....BOBBY SLAPS HIS HAND OFF....-

Daniels: Touchy touchy....

-Both men smile and turn to leave....and the Southern Express holding their gold looks on....-

Timmons: Well folks....Total Mayhem may have imploded....but it appears as if there is already another team eager to take on the Southern Express!

Masters: Our division is STACKED at....two tag teams. Right?

Timmons: Moving on....for years, Crimson Blaze and El Pablo have teamed up to create El Fuego, one of the best tag teams in the world today.



Masters: But as of late these two idiots have seemed off....and it all started with a no show by El Pablo. Man, if only he'd no show every night.

Timmons: Crimson Blaze had a EWA World Title shot against Justin Marsham and El Pablo was due to be in his corner that night but was a no show, telling Blaze that Marcellus Payne had locked him.....in a closet. Crimson Blaze would go on to lose that match to Justin Marsham and ask how his best friend could not be there for him.



Masters: Blaze would find someone who believed in him, Justin Marsham stepped in and corned Blaze the following week when he faced Marsham's opponent tonight, \lquote Black Jesus' Marcellus Payne.



Timmons: Marsham would push Crimson Blaze to a new level and Blaze would go on to say that he pushed too far in that loss. El Fuego would come together the following week to beat Marsham and Payne in tag team action......but not without controversy.



Masters: With El Pablo having the match won Crimson Blaze tagged himself in and scored the pin fall on Marcellus Payne.



Timmons: After that match the decision was made, Crimson Blaze had shown he had what it took against Justin Marsham and El Pablo had been so close last month, so the match was made, El Pablo v. Crimson Blaze, the winner will be named the Number One Contender to the EWA World Championship. Two friends, one chance, El Pablo v. Crimson Blaze, it's next.



DING DING DING



Jessica Towers: The next contest is scheduled for one fall....AND THE WINNER OF THE MATCH WILL BE NAMED THE NEWWWWW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE EWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!!!!!!



-THE FANS INSIDE THE COLOSSEUM BLOW UP!!!!!!-



Jessica Towers: Introducing first.....from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in tonight at 215lbs, please welcome to The Colosseum.....\lquote THE AERIAL SPECIALIST' CRIMSON BLAZE!!!!!!!!!!!!


-THE FANS BLOW UP EVEN HARDER....on the jumbo tron an image of Crimson Blaze hitting the Code of Silent on a unnamed opponent. \lquote Headstrong' begins to play and the lights pop back on and Crimson Blaze is standing on top of the ramp, he crosses his arms in an X as red and white pyro shoot off. Blaze heads to the ring high fiving fans and then runs and slides in under the bottom rope, running up the turnuckle....he crosses his arms once again in an X....THE FANS GIVE IT UP FOR HIM BIG TIME!!!!!-


Tim Timmons: Crimson Blaze has a great opportunity here tonight, he felt like he was VERY close to walking out of The Colosseum as World Champion. He also thinks that he deserves another opportunity at the biggest prize in the empire, but standing in his way is a man that knows him all too well.



William Masters: Yeah but Blaze knows El Pablo inside and out too.....this is going to b

The most dangerous man that you haven't even met yet.

SNA is GOD.