EWF Conflict Sunday 17th March 2013 (Episode 4)

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Sunday 17th March 2013
Live from the Elite Coliseum, Los Angeles, California
Starting time: TBA

Match 1
Wade Kelvin vs E-Unit

Match 2
Thunder vs Dr. Bryan Wells

Main Event
"The Proving Grounds"
Jason Sparkz/Liam Wood/Jimmy Phillips/Mike Conrad vs Vincent Costello/Alex Garcia/Dario Machiavelli/Ojore

It's the 17th of Match and Conflict begins with the live crowd in attendance hot in anticipation of their first glimpse at an EWF superstar, as the crowd continue to go berserk the godfather music hits and the cheers turn to jeers as boos ring out around the 1000 fans in attendance almost drowning out the sound of Vincent Costello's music as he appears on the ramp. With microphone in hand and dressed in a sharpe suit with his hair slicked back VC strolls down the ramp and into the ring.

VC: Wrestling like life is all about numbers and its these numbers that govern us, that define us. How much money do you have? How much do you weigh, how many people have you slept with? How old are you? You see it's all about the numbers and pro wrestling's no different...

Costello holds out his hand and counts the numbers he calls out on his fingers

VC: 1. The number of times I smacked that jerk Liam Wood in the face with my brass knuckles

2. The amount of minutes it took for you people's intoxicating stench to fill my nose once I made it out here

3. Some people call this the magic number personally I call it the number of seconds it took for Mike Conrad to hit the deck after I cleaned his clock two weeks ago

4. The amount of people that actually respect Daniel Magnusson and that's including his entire immediate family, the guys got five kids for gods sake!

5. The combined number of brain cells of everyone in this room right now...outside of this very ring of course!

6. Sixty minutes during the iron man match in which I proved to the world that I'm the best this company has to offer

7. The amount of followers Jimmy Phillips has on Twitter

8. The amount of followers Jimmy Phillips now has on Twitter- your welcome

9. Day's to prepare, to focus, to train for atonement

10. The number of days Jason Sparkx has left as EWF Champion

That's right Jason, in just 10 short days I'll be bringing the world heavyweight championship back home to Hell's Kitchen, New York the greatest city on earth at which time this company, it's board of directors and shareholders will finally rest assured that the ball is will Vincent Costello a man that can be trusted to bring grandeur, honour and prestige to the world title, qualities that are severely lacking from your reign.

Finally I've got one more number for you all

Costello sticks up his middle finger to the crowd

VC: 1. Punch is all it takes to put you down Sparkx, just one punch and when you wake up bloodied and bruised lying in the locker room don't forget that it was Vincent Costello the next Heavyweight Champion of the world that did it to you.

Costello laughs as he drops the mic, climbs the turnbuckle and motions the title belt around his waist as the fans boos become deafening.

The scene opens up at ring side and Jonathan Kelly and Donovan Franklin are at the commentary tables wearing smart suits.

JK: good evening everyone this is EWF Conflict I'm Jonathan Kelly and along side me is none other the my side kick Donovan Franklin how are you this evening Don?

DF: I'm very well thanks for asking Jonathan, we got some fantastic matches for you this evening and one hell of a main event.

JK: We sure have Don and the main event should be quite interesting with Jimmy Phillips and Mike Conrad getting there hands on the Fear campaign at long last and they did some serious damage last week when they cost Machiavelli's match last week.

DF: And right on Que here comes Mike Conrad right now lets see what he has to say?

The crowd start to cheer loudly as the sound of a dump truck blast's out of the arena speakers Bleep, Bleep, Bleep and pyrotechnic's race of into the rafters and Mike Conrad comes out with his trade mark trash can holding one arm in the air he tags fans as he goes down to the ring and then walks up onto the steel steps and trows the can into the ring and climbs through the ropes and into the ring and grabs a microphone and waits for his entrance music to finish and for the crowd to settle down.

JK: And here he is Mike Conrad the man is on a mission here tonight.

DF: He wants to be careful I bet Machiavelli is really miffed about last week.


MC: My god this place is on fire here tonight.

The crowd cheers loudly.

MC: Now last week me and Jimmy Phillips ( The crowd cheers loudly at the sound of Jimmy's name.) we had the night off and that gave us the idea of some how getting a little bit of revenge on that no good scum bag Machiavelli.

The crowd boo's loudly.

MC: Machiavelli and Ojore have gone too far this time they first film Jimmy's family which has got Jimmy so mad he could take on a whole army and then ours truly got slammed through the ring man that did not tickle I can tell you.

So this week were in the main event in a 8 man tag match with the team of Jason Sparkz/Liam Wood/Jimmy Phillips/Mike Conrad.

Again the crowd cheers loudly.

MC: V's team scum bag which is Vincent Costello/Alex Garcia/Dario Machiavelli/Ojore.

DF: My god listen to that noise is deafening the crowd really don't like team scum bag ER I mean Vincent Costello/Alex Garcia/Dario Machiavelli/Ojore.

JK: I agree with you DON they hate that team but every one has there own thoughts on that team and I for one think there gonna win here tonight.

MC: Now me I'm a bit banged up am aching all over but that will just fuel me to make them pay for what they have done to me and Jimmy this is not a fight this is gonna be an all out war Jason Sparkz and Liam Wood will take care of Vincent Costello and Alex Garcia and we will take care of the Fear campaign they wont know what's hit them.

We will come out with all guns blazing, We will fight to the death it will be a blood bath there will be pain on both sides but the team that will come out on top will be our team will will be triumphant we will win the war and the fear campaign will be no more.


The crowd starts cheering loudly as the sound of Bleep, Bleep, Bleep comes out of the arena speakers and Mike Conrad holds his trash can high in the air.

DF: Strong words from EWF's cleaner can he hold on to his words?

JK: Or will it come back to bite him on his butt?

DF: Don't go any where as we have more action coming up after this short break.

The scene goes to black as Conrad poses for the fans in the middle of the ring.

Alex Garcia is depositing empty beer bottles into the dumpster outside of the arena, when Kelsey Hughes approaches him. Garcia’s eyes are bloodshot and he looks like he hasn’t shaved or washed in a few days. Hughes holds her breath as she gets closer.

Hughes: Jeez, how long have you been here?

Garcia looks at her, barely able to recognise her.

Garcia: It’s party time little lady, I beat Liam Wood like his daddy should have.

Hughes: That was like a week ago.

Garcia hiccups and then burps. The stench makes Kelsey Hughes hold her nose

Hughes: Have you been here since last Thursday?

Garcia: Maybe I have, maybe I haven’t. Who wants to know?

Hughes: Me, Kelsey Hughes, EWF reporter.

She waves her hand in front of his face and finally his eyes seem to focus.

Garcia: What day is it?

Hughes: Friday.

Garcia: 8th March?

Hughes: try the 15th?

Garcia’s eyes widen

Garcia: I’ve been on an eight day bender since I beat Liam Wood?

Kelsey nods her head and Garcia seems to realise what has been going on. He looks down at his dirty vest and then at the dumpster before letting out a whoop and pumps his fist.

Garcia: YES! That is what I am talking about!

Kelsey Hughes looks lost for words

Garcia: New record, I’ve only been on a six day bender before, never eight. That is brilliant, do you know how crazy things get when you are on the beer little lady?

Hughes: I think I can get the picture

Garcia: I woke up in that.

He points at the dumpster and Hughes looks shocked

Hughes: Your joking?

Garcia: Nope. Last thing I remember was tipping a stripper down at Aurora Lights and then I’m waking up in the dumpster, a six pack by my side. That is what I call a celebration to remember.

Hughes: Sounds classy.

Garcia raises his eyebrows and then shakes his head

Garcia: I wouldn’t judge if I was you, soon I’ll be the TV Champion and little skanks like you will be hanging off my jockstrap.

Hughes: Really not likely.

Garcia: Oh I get it, little miss college degree thinks she is too good for me.

Hughes: I didn’t say that.

Garcia: You didn’t have to. Look I know I drink, I talk a lot and maybe come across a little indignant, but you don’t know me.

Hughes: I never said

Garcia: It hasn’t always been plain sailing in my life, it’s not like I just woke up one day and decided to be the way I am. But this is what has been instilled in me, so here is to making the best of a bad situation.

Hughes: But

Garcia: Don’t try and understand now, you already made it perfectly clear what you think. That’s what I play the role I play, because nobody bothers to get to know the real me. Magnusson painted me as the bad guy before I even got started, and everyone else jumped on the bandwagon. If this is the way people want me to be, then who am I to disappoint them?

Hughes: Alex, do you need to talk about your past?

Garcia smiles

Garcia: You a shrink now? You want to pull up a couch and let me express my feelings? Maybe I can talk about my lovely momma, and I can tell you all about how my father used to beat her senseless when he returned from the rigs?

Hughes looks a little stunned

Garcia: I can tell you that I got sent to jail for attacking my teacher at college, because he was molesting my sister? Are they stories that you can connect with? Or should I just carry on the way I am, it is so much easier to dislike me, right?

Kelsey Hughes seems lost for words

Garcia: Let’s revert back to type, I find it easier playing the hateful rogue. Let’s go back to talking about my drinking problem.

Hughes: how do you expect to beat Liam Wood in a state like this?

Garcia: Is that a serious question? Look the party is over now, I’ve had my fun and by my recollections I still have two days to prepare for the next show. Now the detox begins and I get in the zone, this is a tried and tested method baby.

Hughes: A sustainable method?

Garcia: Look at me, I am about as close to perfection as you are ever likely to find. I am the next TV Champion, I will one day be the EWF Champion, so yes I am telling you that this method is as sustainable as you can get. I party hard, I live life to the maximum, but when it is time to settle business then I will at the front of that queue and I will be more than ready to go.

Hughes: Liam Wood might argue otherwise?

Garcia: Then let him, and you can go and conduct an interview with him, instead of bothering a steed like me. I don’t need to tell your pretty little face anything, just watch my matches and you’ll see that what I do, I do better than anyone else.

Run along, speak to Wood, maybe drag his tongue out of Emmy’s arse for five seconds and let him talk trash, because that is about all he is good for. But when it comes down to getting a job done, you’ll find me making it happen whilst Wood suffocates in my success, and Emmy chokes on my

Hughes: I get the point.

Garcia: Next time you see me, I’ll be ready don’t worry yourself about that miss. I am more than capable of winning at Conflict and I am saying right now on record that I will walk out of Atonement with the EWF Title around my waist. Bask in my greatness, drink it in honey because this a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Hughes: What is?

Garcia: Well I’m seeing a dumpster, and I’m seeing a feisty little blond with a short skirt on.

He eyes Hughes up, who scowls at him.

Garcia: Don’t hate beautiful, just let it ride. Just place your hands on the side, hitch it up a few inches and I promise you I will make you feel like a real woman for the first time in your life.

He winks at her but she shakes her in disgust.

Hughes: Don’t flatter yourself, we are done here.

She makes to walk away but Garcia catches her arm and spins her back around

Garcia: You can fight the temptation for now, but it’ll take over eventually, it always does.

Hughes: In your dreams. But one thing Alex, perhaps you should talk to someone about, you know…the past?

Garcia: Go on a date with me and I’ll think about it.

Hughes storms off, leaving Garcia with a grin on his face.

Garcia: It’s going to happen.

He sniffs his armpits and wrinkles his nose at the stench. He then pulls a cellphone from his chinos and begins to dial. He raises the phone to his ear and begins to speak, after a few moments.

Garcia: Henry, what is up my man? Yeah I’m still alive, just keeping the party going, always. Look I need a ride, yeah half an hour is fine, I’m at the arena, do not even ask.

Garcia laughs and then hangs up the phone. He takes off his vest and throws it in the dumpster and then walks off into the setting sun, waiting for his lift to arrive.