Extreme Created Warfare Wrestling

[LeBron Carter is pacing in a room with bright white walls to make him stand out against the background. His two homies, DeSean Irving and Reggie Lloyd are leaning against the wall with their arms crossed, eyeing the camera as it follows Carter's every step. LeBron stops in the middle of the room. He pulls a chair from off camera and turns it around before sitting in it. He stares daggers into the camera before beginning his tirade]

LeBron Carter
"Did you see that shit? Did you see me whoop that niggas ass out there during Apocalypse. It's OK. I know y'all didn't. Y'all always turn your back to my matches because you hate the black man. I understand. I'd be scared of me too. But I manhandled that Billy McNiggletits kid in what I like to call my specialty match. Despite anything that has happened in the past, tonight proved that in ECWW, I am the king. Not only am I the top black wrestler in this industry today, or not only am I on my way to greater heights for the rest of the year. But I am also something greater than anyone else in this company. I am the KING...of the Street Fight. That's right. Neville Ryan got that shiny gold belt around his waist now? Big whoop. I am the king of a match that takes your blood, your sweat, and your tears to come out on top. I've been fighting on the streets all my life. It's what I do. I was practically groomed for that match type. What Neville and Casey, and Tapout did, that was pussy shit compared to my match. I could win that one in my sleep. The match I was in tonight was brutal, possibly the most brutal match anyone has ever seen on TV...PERIOD!"

[The scene cuts to highlights of the match LeBron was in side by side with highlights from the main event. Some weapons used in LeBron's match were replaced with heavy duty shit like Cars or baby cribs or ovens. Clearly photoshopped. The scene fades away and Carter seems quite proud of himself]

"See that? That took all the man in me to win that match. I don't see Neville Ryan hitting bitches with cars. Look, my point is, I am the King of the Street Fight. This title was given to me by my father years ago back in The Ghetto. Now, I am making it official. With this."

[He snaps his fingers and DeSean reaches of screen to pull out a title belt. It looks like a regular belt with half a KFC box on the front. It says in very bad handwriting "King of the Street Fighter IV". LeBron stands up and asks DeSean to put it around his waist, in which he does.]

"You see this shit? This is legit. I'd like to see anyone try and take this from me. But I don't think anyone can. You know why? BLACK GUYS DON'T LOSE IN STREET FIGHTS! I'm issuing an open challenge for Insanity. I won't lose. I can't lose. When it comes to Street Fighting, black ALWAYS prevails."

[He holds his arms out and looks up at the heavens as the screen fades to black]

OT - Probably one of the stupidest promos ever written but I wanna try something new.

The fans were beginning to pour out of the arena as the show had finally ended in a hellacious triple threat match when Casey Anomaly's music blasts once more! Most of them stop and turn back to see what The Nightmare Among Men has to say. He comes limping out to the ring a slight smile on his face and his fans cheer for him. He's wearing one of his sweatshirts, presumably trying to hide how injured he truly is from the war he just went through. He makes it to the ring and sits cross legged in the center of the ring. He holds his hand up signalling for silence and he receives it. He raises the mic to his lips.

"That was one helluva match wasn't it?"

He gets a big cheap pop and laughs but winces holding his ribs.

"I went to war with two men who I have fought for years all over the world and well I lost the match."

The fans boo and Casey just nods slowly.

"I know it sucks, right? But it's alright, the Nightmare Among Men can't win every battle and as I travel on the long and winding road-"

The fans give a huge pop and Casey smirks slyly before continuing on.

"As my journey lengthens I have learned to live with my losses and bide my time. Mark my words I will become the ECWW Champion one way or another but now just isn't the time. I don't exactly know whats next for Casey Anomaly but first I need to bring out Neville Ryan and properly congratulate that blue blooded bitch."

Casey smirks and stands up, awaiting The newly crowned ECWW champ.[/i][/i]

Will is in his locker room, reading comics when all of a sudden he stops.

"I must have blacked out during my match last night. I don't remember a single thing, not even who won. I'm going to call Harry Jones and see if he remembers."

He takes out his phone and calls the contact listed as "Chode Eater"

The fans go crazy as Omega's theme plays. He walks out onto the stage and raises his arms into the air, as the fans get louder. He lowers them as he walks down the ramp. Omega stands at the bottom of the ramp and looks around the arena, before turning to his left and walking up the steel steps, and he steps into the ring. He walks around the ring, looking out into the crowd. He stands in the middle of the ring, raising the mic in his hand to his lips, as his music stops and he starts to speak.

Omega

"Well, sure was a hell of a night last night, wasn't it?"

The fans' cheers get even louder, as Omega laughs, and waits for them to quiet down before continuing.

"Sure was. 3 huge matches. Scorpio vs. Slade Williams in the Scorpion's Den. Slade's final match. Well, other than the one I still need to have with him. We need to see if he's truly the king he says he is, and if I'm the rebel IWA needed. But we also had my match against Devin Smith. And man, was that a good one. An I Quit Match to determine the #1 Contender to the ECWW World Championship, you know, other than the 3 contenders there already were. Omega vs. Devin Smith, a match that finally took place, and man, did he quit. Took a powerbomb off the stage to do it, gotta say, he's a much tougher mother fucker than I took him for. But he wasn't tough enough for me. Do you guys know how close I came to quitting at various points last night? Well, the closest I came was actually letting the ref ask me if I wanted to. Thought about it, but I wasn't willing to give Devin Smith a title match, so I said no. Worked out, I got my title match. And what sweet irony it is that Neville Ryan walked out of that 3-turned-to-4 Stages of Hell match as champion. The fans finally get to see Omega and Neville Ryan combat at the peak of their careers. And it's for the greatest prize this industry has to offer. What a story there. Omega and Neville Ryan, 3XW Originals. The first man I can say I truly hated was him, and he can say the same about me. But after 3XW, we hardly ever crossed paths. Maybe once or twice here and there, but now, it's on. Neville Ryan had to fight and claw his way to win that third fall, and was able to get that fourth fall too, but now he has to face me. A man who has no leash. Neville knows me well enough to know that you don't fuck with me. He's one of the few people who takes me seriously, and that's why he's always been one of my greatest opponents. Those who take me seriously have a chance. Those who think for even one second that I have no chance get smashed into the mat. Or to the floor, you can ask Devin about that. And now (K)Nightmare has reunited. I don't know if Neville plans on having Casey help him retain the title. I doubt Casey would do that, cause he probably wants the title too bad, but who knows now. But with (K)Nightmare back together, I've got quite a task. But Neville, I'm telling you now, at Hallowicked, you'll see why I've always been the better man. And if you have Casey help you, I will have an ace up my sleeve. Enjoy your reign while it lasts, because on October 26th, your title becomes my title. And you guys can watch it for only..."

The fans give a loud "$9.99!" leaving Omega looking confused.

"Wha... no. It's $49.99. Who sells a Pay-Per-View for $9.99? I can't think of one company that would sell Pay-Per-Views for $9.99, and throw in original content and every Pay-Per-View ever. That's ridiculous. Whatever. Just order Hallowicked, and you'll see me win the title."

Omega drops his mic and leaves the ring, going to the back, looking around, wondering why they thought Hallowicked would be only $9.99.

The Canadian Killer Jayson St. Pierre is shown at his home in Lethbridge, Canada, walking his dog. He doesn't bother to show up at the arena after the latest PPV.

Blue Brock is shown Competitive Pokemon battling on his Nintendo 3DS, playing Pokemon Y. He cheers in joy as his Adamant-Natured, Choice Banded Nidoking OKos the opponents Pokemon with an Earthquake.