Electric Eye, covered by As I Lay Dying, hits. Aftermath is on the air!
Zach Davis: We're a few months late, but welcome to Aftermath! HUGE show tonight.
Shannan Lerch: That's right, Zach. We're coming off the UWA Supershow, which we'll have highlights of in a moment. We found out that Seth Lerch put it in Johnny Reb's contract that he MUST be part of the New Confederacy once more, or else his career in WCF is over. Is Seth trying to revitalize the WCF tag team division, or did he make some other kind of deal with Doc Henry?
Zach Davis: Good question. We also found out that Seth has changed tonight's main event, and that Balfore and Black will now face the aforementioned New Confederacy!
Shannan Lerch: At the Supershow, we saw Corey Black eliminate the WCF World Champion, Odin Balfore, only to be eliminated by Ryan Blake in what could be considered an upset. Seth was eliminated by Balfore of course. Will they be able to work as a team tonight?
Zach Davis: Tonight will also see the return of TORTURE. What will he have to say? Is he making an in ring return? We'll find out tonight.
Shannan Lerch: The new TV Champion, Buzzsaw Bundy, defends against Aaron Miles, who earned himself a Title shot, and Vic, who is entitled to a rematch. This should be quite the interesting triple threat.
Zach Davis: We have a second triple threat, actually, too! D-Day, Jonny Fly, and Ryan Blake will be going at it. D-Day and Blake have a long standing rivalry, and I've heard rumors that Jonny Fly has some issue with Blake as well, stemming from the Supershow. Just rumors, however.
Shannan Lerch: We have yet another freakshow of a match, with Jam Willy Jesus, one of WCF's newest acquisitions, facing Switches the Clown. They had an altercation last week on Slam, and here we go.
Zach Davis: Kaylyn James Evans makes her return, as well as Tek! They're facing one another tonight. Which of these former stars will get the victory?
Shannan Lerch: And in our opener, Chris Thunder and Hunter go one on one. Can't wait. But now, let's go to our Supershow recap.
...Eventually Jonny had enough and tried for a 3rd “Fly Swatter” to end Gerard once and for all but amazingly Gerard caught Jonny in mid air and slammed him down with a huge sidewalk slam, thus gaining the 3 count and winning the match...
...Henry tagged Reb back in and Reb finished the match by pinning Fear after a “Southern Discomfort”.
As Neptune and Fear leave the ring, Doc Henry and Johnny Reb remain, staring at each other in mutual hostility for one long, tense moment. Then, Henry relaxes, a slow smile spreading across his face. He walks casually to the ropes, taking a microphone and a folded sheaf of papers from a ring attendant.
Doc: Now, Johnny… before we part ways, I have just one last order of business…
Reb eyes Doc suspiciously, but doesn’t say a word. Doc’s smug smile remains in place as he unfolds the papers and holds them up exultantly.
Doc: I have, here in my hand, a contract. Not just any ol’ contract, though. Y’see, Johnny Reb…the time has come to put aside our petty bickerin’; to let the past be the past; to look to our own future – an’ that of our beloved Wrestlin’ Championship Federation.
Johnny’s brow furrows as his suspicions deepen. Whatever Doc Henry is about to say, Johnny is pretty certain he isn’t going to like it.
Doc: With that in mind, I took it upon myself to enter into negotiations with one Mr. Seth Lerch… on behalf of the New Confederacy!
This stunning revelation is met with an audible collective gasp from WCF fans scattered throughout the audience; and dead silence by everybody else. Johnny simply stares at Doc in disbelief, shaking his head.
Doc: Oh, I assure you, Johnny, it is quite legitimate. But don’t fret. All’s you gotta do is show up when we’re booked. ‘Cause, see…this here contract gives me three key rights. First an’ foremost, I now own the New Confederacy brand name and all associated trademarks. Secondly, I have the ability to book us in any match, at any time, any location. Third, an’ most important… this contract names you, Johnny Reb, as my partner in perpetuity.
Abruptly, Reb snatches the mic from Doc’s hand.
Johnny: Now hold on just one goddamned minute! I never agreed to anything like this! Hell, this is the first I’m hearin’ of it. I didn’t sign this, an’ I ain’t gonna abide by it!
With a wicked, knowing grin, Doc takes the microphone back.
Doc: Oh, you will abide, Johnny. If’n you don’t, your career in the WCF is over. Simple as that. You can ask Lerch if you don’t believe me. Speakin’ of which, that reminds me… Mr. Lerch asked me to deliver one final announcement, to wit: The main event at Aftermath. Y’all pay attention, now.
Doc Henry’s smile takes on a more sinister aspect, if something like that is possible.
Doc: The main event at Aftermath is Odin Balfore – the man who crushed your World Title dreams – and Corey Black… versus The New Confederacy!
With that, Doc tosses the mic down and exits the ring, leaving Johnny to stare after him in open-mouthed incredulity.
While his back is turned Corey lifts up Odin and school boys him using his feet on the ropes for more leverage. The ref turns around quickly and begins to count, not seeing Corey's feet.
Ryan enters the ring again, and heads toward Corey. Odin gets to his feet now and begins to exit the ring, but just before his does, he sprints toward Corey, kicks him in the mid section and gives him the “Mark of Odin”. The fans lose it, and so does the ref! He shouts at Odin to leave now or they'll be disqualified. Odin does with a big smirk on his face as Corey lays in the ring. Ryan watches Odin exit the ring and stop at the top of the ramp. Ryan then taunts the crowd as he waits for Corey. Corey groggy gets up and rests on a knee. Ryan just can't help himself, he runs and connects the “Causality” to Corey. He goes for the pin and gets it.
At the end of the match, Ryan rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp as Corey is still in the ring. Ryan and Odin are now at the stage. Ryan grabs a mic, breathing very heavy.
Ryan: I told you not to underestimate me.
He continues to catch his breath.
Ryan: I’m back to the old me, and it's going to be Epic.
Ryan drops the mic and heads backstage. Odin stands at the ramp, smirking, still watching Corey in the ring just starting getting up.
The show fades to black focused on Odin’s face.
Master of Puppets hits, and here comes Seth Lerch to start the show.
Zach Davis: He's looking a bit smug, as if for once everything is going according to plan. And despite him getting beaten up quite a bit recently, maybe he's right.
Seth heads to the ring and slides in, mic in hand.
Seth Lerch: Just a few quick announcements, fans. Welcome to the show. We're heading into One, and WCF is really starting to heat up. I'm as excited as you all are for the reuniting of the New Confederacy!
The fans boo. They may like the Confederacy but they sure don't like Reb being forced into it.
Seth Lerch: And seeing as I'm so excited, and seeing as I'm none too happy with Mr. Odin Balfore, I've decided to make myself the special guest referee tonight!
More booing. Fans don't want shenanigans!
Seth Lerch: As the next order of business, I'd like to make it official that the man that attacked Oblivion will now officially be recognized as the Hardcore Champion. The way I see it, posession is nine tenths of the law. I'd like to say that I wish Oblivion a speedy recovery, but I sure don't. That guy is a maniac.
More booing, as the fans simultaneously hate and love Oblivion.
Seth Lerch: See you later tonight, Black... and you too, Balfore.
Seth drops the mic and begins to leave.
Zach Davis: Very interesting... are Seth and the masked man somehow in cahoots? Why is he being allowed to just TAKE the Hardcore Title? And who the hell is he?
Shannan Lerch: We'll find out eventually, Seth, don't worry. We always do.
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC hits the PA. The arena turns dark, with pyro resembling lightning and thunder sounds syncing with the song as Chris Thunder makes his way down to the ring, the crowd cheering for him along the way.
Zach Davis: Here comes Chris Thunder, a young man who is making his WCF debut. We haven't heard from Thunder leading up to this match. I guess he's one of those silent but deadly types that lets his actions do the talking.
Shannan Lerch: Sure. That seems to be the likeliest explanation... *cough*JOBBERKILL*cough*
Zach Davis: What was that, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: Oh, nothing. Just had a frog in my throat.
Zach Davis: Say, Shannan, do you suppose that Chris Thunder is related to former WCF superstars Thunder or Steve Thunder?
Shannan Lerch: No, Zach... I do not.
"For The Outlawz" by Moonshine Bandits starts playing as Hunter steps out. The fans are booing like crazy as the World's Best Redneck makes his way to the ring. He circles the ring, just staring into the ring, stalking his prey standing in his pasture. He climbs the ring steps and when he gets to the top step he hands his cowboy hat to the ring girl. He wipes his feet off before stepping through the second rope. He stares a hole right through the chest of his prey as he walks towards the middle of the ring.
Zach Davis: Hunter had a pretty good showing last week against Jonny Fly. He fell short as Fly picked up the win, but this young man certainly seems to have a lot of potential.
Shannan Lerch: Does Hunter remind you of anyone, Zach?
Zach Davis: Hmm... Oh, do you mean the TV show, Hunter? Man, I loved that show! Fred Dryer is such a bad ass!
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, uh... never mind. Forget I said anything.
Zach Davis: Interesting clash of styles here between Hunter and Chris Thunder. Hunter is a prototypical brawler and powerhouse, while Thunder favors a fast-paced, high-flying attack.
Shannan Lerch: Hunter will have to keep Thunder grounded so he can beat him up and pound his face in, while Thunder will have to use his speed and agility to quicken the tempo and keep Hunter on his heels.
Referee Skip Bennett searches both superstars for weapons and, after finding none, calls for the bell to start the opening match of Aftermath.
Hunter stares down Thunder like a hunter staring down his prey in the backwoods of Mississippi. Hunter doesn't flinch as he moves in for the lock-up with his smaller foe. Thunder ducks and rolls through, ending up behind Hunter. Thunder throws a couple of quick kicks to the back of Hunter's knee. Hunter appears unaffected by the strikes as he turns around and glares at Thunder.
Zach Davis: Thunder is going to have to bring it harder than that if he's going to knock this big man off his feet.
Thunder springs into the air and cracks Hunter in the face with a 360 Dropkick. Hunter absorbs the blow and still doesn't flinch, though his demeanor is becoming increasingly perturbed.
Shannan Lerch: Geez... I've never seen a guy get dropkicked in the face and not even flinch. How much of that mash did Hunter drink when he was hanging out with Gator?
Thunder has a stunned look on his face but he quickly regains his composure. Thunder walks right up to Hunter and tries for a C5. Hunter easily blocks the move, looks Thunder in the eye and sneers at him. Hunter snaps a hard knee into Thunder's gut and, in the blink of an eye, picks him up and buries him with a spinebuster. Thunder is holding his gut and back and writhing in pain on the mat. Hunter pulls Thunder up only to unload with heavy, repeated sledgehammer blows to the back. Thunder drops to his knees as Hunter continues his onslaught.
Zach Davis: Hunter is laying it on Thunder. This is about to get ugly.
Shannan Lerch: It already is, Zach.
Hunter pulls Thunder up to his feet and then whips him into the corner. Hunter charges toward Thunder and drills him with a big boot to the face. Thunder instantly slumps to the mat, leaning on the turnbuckles for support.
Zach Davis: Redneck Stomp by Hunter!
Shannan Lerch: I think I saw one of Thunder's teeth fly out of his mouth... Eww!
Hunter pulls Thunder up once again and this time straddles his body onto the top turnbuckle. Hunter ascends the ropes and, upon reaching the top, lifts Thunder into a vertical suplex position.
Zach Davis: Hunter's going for a superplex here! This will be devastating if he hits it!
Hunter springs from the top rope and brings Thunder crashing to the mat with a superplex, landing on top of Thunder with the full-force of his two-hundred and eighty-pound frame. Thunder's body twitches aimlessly on the mat, his conscious mind apparently no longer controlling the rest of him.
Shannan Lerch: So much for the debut of Chris Thunder. Hunter hooks the leg and this should be academic...
Skip Bennett: ONE..
Hunter pulls Thunder's shoulders up from the mat and smiles wickedly at the crowd. The ref looks stunned and Thunder himself looks as if he's unconscious.
Zach Davis: What the hell is Hunter doing!?
Shannan Lerch: I'd say he's about to have himself some fun, Zach. Not that he hasn't already, but I don't think he's ready for this to end.
Hunter pulls Thunder up to a slouched position on the mat, then shoves Thunder's head between his legs. Hunter raises a single fist into the air and lets out a loud, primal, Mississippi yell before lifting Thunder's body for a piledriver. Hunter lets the blood rush to Thunder's head, further punishing him, before viciously spiking Thunder's head onto the mat.
Zach Davis: Damn it, the ref needs to stop this match! Thunder is out cold!
Shannan Lerch: No, no, look, Zach! Thunder's arms and legs are spasming to and fro! I think that piledriver revived him! And listen -- you can hear his pained groans as he struggles to breathe!
Zach Davis: Damn... awakened by a vicious piledriver. That's rotten luck for the young high-flyer from New York City.
Shannan Lerch: Rotten luck or the result of intelligent design by this predator known as... *dramatic pause* Hunter!?
Thunder looks like he's in a dream state as he flounders and flops on the mat. Hunter has himself a hearty chuckle and then pulls Thunder up to his feet. Hunter whips Thunder into the ropes. Thunder has the wherewithal to duck a lariat attempt, then rebounds from the far ropes and leaps into the air with a cross body attempt. Hunter easily catches Thunder in mid-air and hurls him to the mat with a fall-away slam.
Zach Davis: Square Business by Hunter! Come on, man! Just pin him! End this madness!
Hunter rises to one knee and wags his finger in the direction of the announce table, as if responding to Zach's impassioned pleas for mercy in the negative.
Shannan Lerch: Hunter wants to make this kid pay, Zach. Thunder tried to defend himself with that cross body and Hunter was none too amused.
Hunter rises to his feet and marches toward the corner of the ring. Hunter stands there with his eyes attuned to his opponent, stomping the mat with his feet like a bull that's just waiting to charge and smash his victim in half with a death-blow.
Zach Davis: Stay down, Thunder! If you can hear my voice, then just stay the hell down! That man is going to kill you if you get up!
Shannan Lerch: He's not going to listen to you, Zach! Nobody listens to you!
A very groggy and barely conscious Thunder slowly gets to his feet, clearly not cognizant of his surroundings, while Hunter teems with rage in the corner. Once Thunder is up, Hunter charges and drills Thunder with a devastating running clothesline, straight from Hell.
Zach Davis: Good night! Hunter hit him with the Cross Hairs! That's it! Cover him and end it, Hunter! You've proven your point!
Shannan Lerch: Oh, he's covering him alright, Zach... with a flippin' Iron Claw! You're gonna get this kid killed if you keep flappin' your gums!
Thunder screams out in pain as Hunter locks in The Black Death, his version of the Iron Claw. Thunder wastes no time in tapping and the ref immediately calls for the bell.
Zach Davis: Hunter wins this match finally, mercifully, via submission!
Shannan Lerch: He's not releasing the hold though, Zach! The ref is threatening to disqualify Hunter if he doesn't release it!
Skip's count reaches four-and-a-half before Hunter finally releases The Black Death. Skip verbally admonishes Hunter for his actions. Hunter glares at Skip before pie-facing him. The ref promptly tumbles to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: Down goes Skip!
Zach Davis: Oh, that's gonna cost Hunter some money. In fact, his entire heinous display tonight should result in a nice, hefty fine.
Shannan Lerch: You can be the one to tell him that his paycheck is being garnished, Zach.
Zach Davis: No, uh... that's alright.
Shannan Lerch: You sure, Zach?
Zach Davis: Hush, woman! He's looking at us!
Voice: Fuck The World!
The arena lights go out but one single white light on the ring. "Send me an angel" by Deadstar starts playing and the crowd erupts. Chants of BTJ start as Adam Young starts towards the ring in a red "FTW" t-shirt and jeans. He climbs into the ring and kneels down beside a prone and helpless Thunder.
Adam Young: You sided with the haters and now they have turned on you. You give me a call and beg for my help. This I can not do, my honor was killed by you and so I must avenge it. Welcome to the new era, welcome to the FTW.
Crowd: Fuck The World!
"I'm Back" by Dope starts playing as Adam motions for Hunter to release Thunder. FTW leaves the ring and arena threw the crowd.
Lights go out in Reliant Arena and then Hollywood Undead's Tear It up play and the camera goes to the stage there is a figure standing there. They put a spot light to the figure stands and it shows a man wearing long black basketball shorts and wearing a black pair of DC shoes and wearing a black and white LA dodger hat with a water bottle in hand. This man, of course, is Tek.
Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall! On his way to the ring first, weighing in at one hundred sixty-five pounds, from Stockton, California, he is TEK!
Tek comes walking down the ramp as he drinks from the water bottle and bopping his head to the song.
Zach Davis: Well this is certainly going to be interesting. This match is the return match of not one but two WCF Superstars who have already made their names known, to some extent, in the past.
Shannan Lerch: Are you really saying Tek’s made a name for himself? What’s he really even done, to begin with?
"What you get is what you see
the sideaffects are sexual
I'm your favorite drug
The lyrics to “I’m Your Favorite Drug” by Porcelain and the Tramps continue to play over the PA system as the lights fade putting the arena into total darkness. Just as the chorus ends there is a bang as the lights turn back on full blast and a cloud of smoke is on the entrance way with a figure standing within it. The chorus starts up once more but this time with the lyrics included is none other than Kaylyn Evans who steps out from within the smoky patch on the stage.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, currently residing in New York City, she is Wrestling’s Greatest Addiction, KAYLYN JAMES EVANS!!!
As the chorus is being heard throughout the crowd a smiling Kaylyn Evans is on her way down the ramp with a stride that shows nothing but confidence in herself no matter what the outcome of today's event's will be. Dressed in a long black coat covering everything including her legs she comes down the ramp with a smirk on her face. As she makes her way down her manager Ashley follows behind her dressed in a pair of black slacks and a white button up shirt, with the top two left undone. Reaching the bottom of the ramp way Kaylyn stops and turns to the right heading around the ring and towards the far steps to ascend them and make her way onto the apron. Crossing the apron she stands there looking out at the fans. Hooking her arms on the top rope, in perfect Kaylyn fashion, she flipped back over the top rope and into the ring where she makes her way around the ring looking out at all the fans in the arena, booing and not. Coming to stand in the middle of the ring she smirks once more before pulling the jacket off revealing a black and white striped shirt, that crisscrosses in the back and front, leaving her torso open, and her bottoms consisted of only a black bikini bottom garment. She laughed softly knowing how pissed Ashley was, as she looked over at the scowl on her managers face. As the music would cut Kaylyn would be focused and ready for what was to come.
Zach Davis: And my goodness does Kaylyn James Evans look lovely tonight, making her own in-ring return!
Shannan Lerch: Big deal, Zach, it’s not like she’s completely naked or anything. What about Tek? He’s returning too! Why aren’t you excited for him?
Zach Davis: Boobies!
Shannan Lerch: A child... My co-announcer is a freaking child...
< DING-DING-DING! >
The two lock up, the much taller Tek backing Kaylyn into the ropes. As per the ref’s request, he backs up a bit, but then catches Kay off-guard with a boot to the gut. He uses that to grab hold of her, and uses the ropes to hit her with a slingshot suplex, slamming her into the mat.
Shannan Lerch: Oh, and a huge catapult suplex by Tek!
Zach Davis: Poor Kaylyn! This can’t be good!
Tek is the first one to his feet, and gets himself set up before hitting her with a standing 450 splash. He goes for a pin.
Zach Davis: That a girl, Kaylyn! Show that mother fu-
Shannan Lerch: Zach, you can’t say that on TV!
Zach Davis: What, you mean motherfu-
Shannan Lerch: Yes, that!
Tek gets back to his feet, grabbing Kaylyn by the hair to pull her up to hers. The ref warns him about using her hair against her, and he holds his hands up defensively as he takes a step back, looking over at the ref. Kay takes advantage, and drops him with a spear. She pins.
One... Tw –Kickout!
Zach Davis: Aww come on, ref! Don’t you count slow like that!
Shannan Lerch: Ahh, huh, Zach.
Kaylyn gets back to her feet, and climbs to the second turnbuckle, taunting the crowd, showing off her body. She turns around and steps up to the top turnbuckle as Tek gets to his feet, and she catches him across the shoulders with her knees, knocking him down to the mat with her crotch right at his face.
Zach Davis: Okay, now I wish I was Tek!
Shannan Lerch: Zach, stop it or I’m shutting off your mic.
Zach Davis: Oh fine, wah, wah, wah, your needs!
A clicking noise is heard, presumably that of the commentary microphones shutting off, and both of them are quiet as Kaylyn gets back to her feet, just waiting. Another click is heard.
Zach Davis: You actually tried to turn of the microphones didn’t you?
Shannan Lerch: I did. So what?
Zach Davis: You almost completely ruined the point of our job.
Shannan Lerch: I don’t think anybody, not even your own mother, would be sad to not have to hear your voice for a few minutes.
As Tek gets to one knee, Kay hits him with a shining wizard to the face, dropping him back onto the mat. Kaylyn covers.
One... Two... Kickout.
Kaylyn gets back to her feet, and waits for Tek to get to his. After a moment, he does so, and Kay kicks him in the gut before setting up a northern lights suplex. Tek blocks it and counters it into a spinning neckbreaker of sorts, and drops down to the mat, locking Kay in a chinlock.
Shannan Lerch: Tek with a nice reversal, and now the chinlock, and Kay looks to be in a world of hurt!
Zach Davis: Tek’s an idiot if she thinks he’s going to give up.
Kay manages to catch Tek with an elbow to the gut, and flips him over her head with a snapmare. She rolls backwards to her feet, and holds her fists up as she waits for Tek. Tek gets to his feet a moment later, and she charges, but he sidesteps the spear, and Kaylyn goes tumbling through the ropes, but catches herself on the top rope, and saves herself from falling. Tek turns around, and sets her up for the Original Sin, but Kaylyn shoves him away, and then goes springboard, catching him with a crossbody. She pins.
One... Two... Kickout!
Tek powers out at two, and Kay looks up, frustrated. She gets to her feet, standing, waiting for him to get to his feet.
Zach Davis: Uh-oh! Kaylyn James Evans is getting angry, everybody. She’s about to put this one away!
Shannan Lerch: Tek had better look out!
As Tek gets to his feet, Kay taunts the crowd, and they erupt with boos as Tek turns around, spotting Kay. He throws a punch, but he ducks, and Kay hooks his arm as he spins around from the force of it, setting him up in full nelson style. She plants him down hard with the KY-Bomb, and goes for the pin.
“I’m Your Favorite Drug” by Porcelain and the Tramps hits the speakers as Kay gets to her feet, raising her arms in victory. She climbs to the top turnbuckle, and Ashley Davis, her manager, is seen getting a microphone. Tek slides out of the ring and begins walking back up the ramp as the lights go out.
Zach Davis: What’s going on now?
Shannan Lerch: I couldn’t imagine.
The lights come back on, and Ashley is in the middle of the ring, holding her microphone. Tek is nowhere in sight, and Kay hops down from the ring post, stepping into the middle of the ring, staring her down.
Ashley Davis: Well now, Kaylyn. I told you specifically that if you didn’t stop acting so foolishly and straighten up like I told you, I would punish you for it, and look at you. You’re dressed like a little prostitute, and you’re more arrogant than Ryan Blake was after he beat you for your TV Title all those months ago. I told you I would punish you for it, and now look; you’re in the middle of the ring, and the punishment is yet to even start.
Kaylyn grabs the microphone from Ashley’s hand. The crowd makes a light pop as a man in jeans and a tee shirt slides into the ring behind Kaylyn, unknown to Kaylyn. He gets to within two feet of her right behind her, and stands, crossing his arms, a smirk on his face.
Kaylyn James Evans: What are you talking about? Do you really think you are going to hurt me? You’re pathetic, Ashley. You really are. Where’s your reinforcement if you think you’re going to punish me?
Ashley takes the microphone back.
Ashley Davis: Look behind you.
Ashley backs out of the way as Kaylyn turns around, and she’s face to face with none other than Roy Speede. The crowd pops with huge intensity for the return of the former United States Champion, and Kaylyn flinches back a few inches in surprise, but doesn’t back down. She swings a punch, but Roy ducks it, and catches her arm as she spins around from the force of her swing. He puts her in a full nelson, and picks her up off her feet, acting as if he’s about to hit Kaylyn with the KY-Bomb, her own finisher. Instead, however, he lets her feet touch the ground again before lifting her fully off the ground and transitioning it into a move that lands similar to the Rock Bottom. He gets back to his feet, Kaylyn down and out cold, and Ashley hands him the microphone.
Roy Speede: Well, well, well. It looks like somebody has been a bad girl lately. Congrats, Kaylyn, you've just been the first to experience a whole new level of pain known simply as The Silver Bullet. And if you think this is over, think again. You see, Ashley told me she needed an insurance plan, so if you don't change up a bit, I'm going to be forced to keep shooting those spine-shattering Silver Bullets through your body until you do. Because, when all is said and done, Kaylyn, who knows how to get to you better than-
He drops the microphone, staggering back after Kaylyn’s arm shoots up from lifelessness, connecting with Roy’s jaw in one loud punch. She springs to her feet, and starts throwing shot after shot at Roy; punches, kicks, slaps to the face, and anything she can muster are pelting Roy as he staggers back into the ropes. She catches him with a kick to the gut, and sets him up for the KY-Bomb, but he reverses it into a snapmare, and pulls her up by her arms in a full nelson position, and powers him down with another Silver Bullet.
Roy Speede: In the end, Kaylyn, who knows how to get to you better than your own manager? Apparently, she’s good enough to bring in just the right reinforcements. I’ll see you next time you mess up.
He hands Ashley back the microphone, and raises his arms in the air in celebration as “Not Without A Fight” by Pillar hits the speakers, a brand new theme for him. The show goes to commercial.
The opening strains of "Paegan Love Song" by Acid Bath hit the PA and the crowd comes to life as the arena lights turn to a dim glow.
"Dying felt so goddamn good today
The darkened silhouette of Jam Willy Jesus appears at the entrance way and the cheers grow louder. Jam Willy acknowledges the fans by pounding his chest with his left fist twice and then raising that same fist into the air, before starting his walk down the aisle. A prison style spotlight follows Jam Willy as he slaps hands with the fans that have come to greet him along the security barrier, and makes his way down to the ring.
Jam Willy rolls into the ring and climbs onto the turnbuckles, raising both arms into the air while the fans shower him with cheers. Willy nods his head and smiles then hops off of the turnbuckles. He removes his leather jacket and beaded necklace and hands them to a ringside attendant, then uses the ring ropes to do some last-minute stretches before the match begins.
Zach Davis: Jam... Willy... Jesus! What an exciting young superstar this young man is and these Reading fans have already taken a liking to him!
Shannan Lerch: People respect a man who stands up against a bully and that's what Jam Willy did last week when he was confronted by Switches the Clown.
Suddenly, hundreds of balloons begin to drift down into the ring as “GreasePaint and Monkey Brains” by White Zombie squawks through the speakersystem. The lights flicker to a momentary darkness. Just as the song kicks into gear, the lights blare back on - revealing Switches glaring down from a top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Speak of the devil... Switches has a serial killer vibe that leaves me feeling wholly uneasy. He's a clown, so I suppose that I'm supposed to laugh at him, but if I do that then what's to stop him from carving me up like a Thanksgiving turkey with that switchblade of his?
Shannan Lerch: Pack heat, Zach. That's what I do.
Shannan pats her inner thigh, where she keeps that Luger pistol of hers discreetly holstered.
Zach Davis: We have a real grudge match here, Shannan. As you alluded to moments ago, this feud was kick-started last week on Slam, when Switches and Jam Willy encountered each other for the first time and had a, shall we say, negative hallway experience.
Shannan Lerch: You and I have had a few of those.
Zach Davis: No doubt we have, and they're no fun at all.
Shannan Lerch: Still, a negative hallway experience is better than a negative bathroom experience.
Zach Davis: You've never let me have one of those with you.
Shannan Lerch: And I never will.
Zach pouts as the action in the ring is set to begin. Jam Willy and Switches are sizing each other up from their respective corners of the ring, just waiting for referee Zip Wingdinger to call for the bell so they can rip into each other.
The match is underway and both men immediately advance to the center of the ring. Switches greets Jam Willy with a spinning elbow, but Willy ducks and counters with a barrage of short punches that stagger the clown.
Zach Davis: Jam Willy is off to a hot start! This is the first time that we've seen him in a WCF ring and he's already showing his striking prowess!
The crowd pops for Jam Willy as he lights up Switches with punches and then whips his foe into the corner. Jam Willy charges in for a deranged looking corner splash, but Switches gets a "magic shoe" up and nails Willy flush in the jaw. Jam Willy staggers back before Switches drops him to the mat with a cartwheel kick. Jam Willy gets to his feet just long enough for Switches to step in with the eye gouge and a follow-up DDT. Jam Willy slams the mat with his fists in frustration.
Zach Davis: That's the second time that Jam Willy has been dropped with an eye gouge/DDT combo by Switches. He can't be feeling too good about that.
Shannan Lerch: Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me.
Switches gets ambitious with an Ace Cutter attempt, but Jam Willy slips out of it. Switches spins around and eats a forearm smash from Jam Willy. Willy wraps up Switches in a bear hug and then drops him to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex. Switches grabs his back, tender from the blow and lets out a quivering laugh as he gets to his feet. Willy ignores Switches' bit of gamesmanship and stays aggressive with a Muay Thai clinch followed by a series of punishing knees to the face. Switches is throttled by the strikes and his laughter quickly gives way to desperation as he attempts to escape further damage.
Zach Davis: Nice clinch work here by Jam Willy. He's really beating up Switches with those knees.
Shannan Lerch: Twelve, thirteen, fourteen... man, Switches is blocking every one of them with his face!
Finally, Jam Willy tires of pummeling Switches and releases the clinch, allowing Switches' body to drop to the mat. Jam Willy climbs to the top rope. He wastes no time showboating and instead tucks his body and lets loose with a Shooting Star press. Switches has the awareness to roll out of the way, just before Jam Willy can connect. Willy eats harsh wrestling canvas and his body spasms a bit on the mat. Neither man is feeling too good, but both men brave through it and get to their feet. Switches charges at Jam Willy and connects with a roll kick that promptly drops the North Dakota country bumpkin.
Zach Davis: Switches wants to be aggressive here and gain a clear advantage. Jam Willy represents an unknown quotient. What Switches does know is that he cannot fuck around and take any foolhardy chances against a young man who is surely bringin' the fiyah.
Shannan Lerch: And Switches don't want to get burned. That grease paint will make him light up like a Fourth of July skyline.
Switches sets up Jam Willy for a piledriver in the middle of the ring. Switches fights to lift Willy up, but Willy is fighting just as hard to block the attempt. They battle to a stalemate and finally Switches abandons the piledriver and opts for a Tombstone instead. Jam Willy is a step ahead of the curve; he slips out of Switches' grip, lands on his feet behind the clown and drops Switches with an inverted DDT. Willy pounds his chest like an American wildman, playing to the fans in attendance (who eat it up with a spoon), and then makes the first pin attempt of the match, carefully hooking Switches' leg.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
After the kick out, Jam Willy unloads on Switches' noggin with more of his short punches, which draws a warning from the referee. We allow some punches in these pro wrestling matches but not too many, for some reason. Who knows why. Jam Willy whips Switches into the ropes, catches Switches on the rebound and tosses him overhead with a belly-to-belly -- but Switches incredibly lands on his feet. Willy confidently spins around, having no idea what the fuck just happened, and ends up getting dropped with an Ace Cutter from Switches. Switches has a giggle-fit, while the raucous Reading, PA fans boo.
Zach Davis: Switches is a crafty competitor, no doubt. These fans may not like it, but from Switches' perspective I'm sure that they can cram it with walnuts, ugly.
Shannan Lerch: Watch your mouth, Zach!
Zach Davis: But I'm talkin' 'bout Switches!
Switches waits for Jam Willy to get up, then measures his foe and drills him with a lariat of the flippin' into the air and fallin' face-first onto the mat variety. The crowd is letting out oohs and aahs at the sight of that. Switches looks giddy but he's not satisfied yet. Switches pulls Jam Willy to his feet and then sticks Willy's head between his silky clown-suited legs. Switches lifts Jam Willy into the air... and plants him with a jumping piledriver. Jam Willy twitches a bit on the mat as a result of the impact. Switches isn't done though -- he ascends the ropes and flies off the top rope with a diving headbutt.
Zach Davis: High risk devastation from Switches and the clown is in firm control of this match-up! Here's the cover by Switches! He could have him!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Jam Willy kicks out and then gets to his feet, burying several elbows into the mid-section of Switches. Jam Willy shoots himself off the ropes but walks right into a tooth-rattling superkick from Switches. Willy hits the mat and writhes in pain while Switches cackles gleefully.
Zach Davis: Switches appears to be a step ahead of Jam Willy right now and it does beg the question: Did Jam Willy bite off more than he could chew by agreeing to face Switches the Clown in his WCF debut?
Shannan Lerch: Switches is a dangerous man. I know that Jam Willy felt disrespected by him last week, but maybe just maybe he allowed his pride and his temper to sway his better judgment. We'll see.
Switches suddenly wraps two gloved hands around Jam Willy's throat and begins strangling his opponent. Willy is struggling to breathe and, frankly, looks a bit surprised that Switches is attempting to strangle the life out of him. The referee warns Switches to break the illegal choke, but Switches is hardly interested in listening to that fish-eyed fool. Willy lands a pair of solid knees to the mid-section of Switches that loosen the strangle hold, and another trio of knees breaks the hold altogether. Jam Willy staggers back a few steps while regaining his breathing cadence. Jam Willy charges and hits Switches with a sweet running enzuigiri that pops the crowd.
Zach Davis: Jam Willy is battling back! The hick from the sticks has some fight left in him!
Shannan Lerch: That shouldn't come as a surprise, Zach. He is a direct descendent of our lord and savior, after all.
Zach Davis: Is that true, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: I don't know but that's what his bio says.
Switches gets up from the mat and Jam Willy quickly sets him up for a suplex. Willy lifts Switches up, slingshots him off the top rope and suplexes him down with authority. Jam Willy waits for Switches to get up, then spins and drills him with a Roaring elbow. Goddamn that was a loud elbow. Jam Willy quickly pulls Switches up and hits a Facebreaker before seamlessly transitioning into an STO. Switches is left throttled and stunned on the mat as Jam Willy is quick to make the cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Jam Willy scoops Switches up from the mat and drills him with a nasty belly-to-back suplex, then hanging onto the move, pulls Switches up and plants him with an even more emphatic German suplex. That's not all though -- Jam Willy pulls Switches up to his feet once again, still holding onto the clown, then spins Switches around, lifts him up and swiftly spikes him head-first onto the mat with a Fisherman buster.
Zach Davis: Oh my! Strong style sequence by Jam Willy! He's not even making the cover though!
Shannan Lerch: No, no, Jam Willy is going high-risk. Could this be a miscalculation on the part of the free-spirited hillbilly?
Jam Willy flies off the top rope and buries a diving elbow into the chest of Switches the Clown. Jam Willy hooks the leg for good measure as he attempts the pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THRE--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Jam Willy sneers a bit as Switches kicks out, but then he just smiles.
Zach Davis: This Jam Willy is a cool customer. A lot of rookies would freak out after failing to get the three-count in that spot.
Shannan Lerch: Even many veterans would, Zach, but I really don't think he minds hurting Switches some more.
Jam Willy whips Switches into the ropes and charges after him with a running lariat attempt. Switches ducks Willy's lariat and retaliates with a Flash kick that drops his opponent to the mat. Switches quickly wraps two hands around Jam Willy but this time instead of strangling him, Switches lifts Jam Willy into the air and plows him into the mat with a vicious choke bomb. Switches drops down and immediately begins biting Jam Willy's face. Willy yells out in pain, but Switches is relentless.
Zach Davis: Switches is nuts!
Shannan Lerch: Tell us something that we don't know, Zach.
Zach Davis: I mean he's trying to bite the flesh off of Jam Willy's face! This man has lost all perspective on reality! He's not even trying to win the match, he just wants to maim and torture his opponent!
Jam Willy manages to reach out and grab the ropes, prompting the referee to instruct a break of the biting, which is illegal in the first place, but who's keeping track, right? These refs are all hopped up on poppers. They don't know what's goin' on. Willy struggles to get to his feet and when he does Switches slaps on a double arm-trap and throttles Jam Willy with one lustfully violent headbutt after another. After landing thirty or so unanswered headbutts, Switches finally lets his opponent drop ungracefully to the mat so that he can make the cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THRE--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Zach Davis: Jam Willy is not dead!
Shannan Lerch: That was close though, Zach. Switches' punishing, unorthodox offense has clearly taken its toll on the mind, body and soul of Jam Willy.
Switches climbs out to the ring apron and perches himself there, just waiting for Jam Willy to get up so that he can springboard in with his GiggleBox and end this match. Jam Willy does stagger to his feet -- Switches springboards, tucks and rolls before slamming into Willy with the full force of his one-hundred and ninety pound frame. Jam Willy looks out of it as Switches hooks the leg and goes for the pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREE--NO!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Zach Davis: WHATTHEFUCKHEHADHIMPINNEDITHOUGHTBUTNO!?!?!?
Shannan Lerch: Switches is laughing but it's that choking laughter that he does when he's pissed... oh no, Switches has that murderous look in his eyes! I think he's about to go Smileyo’matic!
Switches stalks the prone Jam Willy, just waiting for Willy to rise so that he can rip his face off. Jam Willy does stumble up from the mat and Switches moves in for the kill, but Jam Willy has it scouted -- Willy grabs Switches' arm and uses his own momentum against him by dragging him to the mat and locking in a Fujiwara armbar. Switches howls out in a half-laughing, half-pained yelp as the ref checks in.
Zach Davis: Wow! Great counter by Jam Willy! He looked to be on his way out of this match, but now he's got Switches in a precarious position with the Fujiwara!
Shannan Lerch: Jam Willy has a tremendous knowledge of grappling techniques, apparently accumulated during his time behind bars. He's really got that armbar locked in tight, but fortunately for Switches he's not too far from the ropes.
Zach Davis: Can he make it though? Can Switches summon the strength to reach out for those ropes and-- oh yeah, he grabbed out and easily reached the ropes. Never mind!
Jam Willy releases the Fujiwara, per the referee's instructions, and lets Switches back up to his feet. Willy measures Switches before nailing him in the face with a roundhouse kick. The kick staggers Switches back, into the ropes. Jam Willy shows off his agility by springboarding off the ropes, spinning in mid-air and smacking Switches in the face with another roundhouse kick, this time dropping his grease-painted foe to the mat.
Zach Davis: Armageddon, Cha-Cha-Cha! Jam Willy hit it! That's gotta do it! Here's the cover by Willy!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREE--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Zach Davis: BUTHOWDIDHEDOITHEGOTTHESHOULDERUPBUTHOW!?!?!?
Shannan Lerch: Jam Willy looks angry now. He wanted that pin. He wants the win bad. He can taste it. He's licking his chops like there's a plateful of mama's home-made macaroni on the table in front of him.
Zach Davis: But Switches is not mama's home-made macaroni, Shannan. This man is tough as Nailz and he will not be easily vanquished.
Jam Willy pulls Switches to his feet and drags him over to the corner. Willy ascends the ropes and looks to be picking up Switches for a powerbomb of sorts--
Zach Davis: It looks like Jam Willy is going for the Cold Crimson Crucifix! He's trying to end this match right here!
Jam Willy tries to lift Switches, but Switches has enough left in him to block the attempt. Switches powers out of it and sends Willy hurtling to the mat with a back body drop. Switches takes a moment to recover before climbing the ropes and leaping off the top with a picture-perfect MoooooonSault.
Zach Davis: What a move by Switches and that could do it!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREE--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
The crowd roars with cheers and Switches looks absolutely stunned. Stunned and physically and mentally drained.
Zach Davis: Switches cannot believe that Jam Willy got his shoulder up and, frankly, neither can I!
Shannan Lerch: Both of these men have showed unbelievable fortitude, the ability to take ungodly amounts of punishment and then dish it right back. I don't know how either one of these superstars is still conscious!
Switches once again looks to be setting up for The Smileyo’matic. Switches is verbally taunting Jam Willy, daring him to get to his feet, and gesturing with his hands. Jam Willy doesn't appear to be cognizant of Switches' verbal barbs, or much of anything for that matter. Willy does slowly get to a vertical base and Switches immediately pounces.
Zach Davis: Switches is going for The Smileyo’matic! Can he get it locked in?!
Jam Willy suddenly comes to life, fighting with every fiber of his being as he feels himself being wrapped in Switches' clutches. Switches fights off Jam Willy's attempts to free himself and then jumps onto Willy's back for added leverage. Jam Willy struggles to get to the ropes, but he's stopped dead in his tracks when Switches jams his fingers into Willy's mouth and viciously yanks backwards. The pain shoots through Willy's mouth and his entire body.
Zach Davis: Jam Willy is trying to get out of this painful submission, but he looks to be fading!
Shannan Lerch: Look at the sadistic smile on Switches' face! He's loving every moment of this! Yow -- he's gonna pull Jam Willy's face off if the ref doesn't stop this!
The ref looks like he wants to intervene but Jam Willy is refusing to tap, no matter how much that shit hurts. A loud "Jam Willy!" chant breaks out, which appears to energize Willy and gets him pumping his fist, but the adrenaline soon dies down and Willy's body eventually slumps to the mat, The Smileyo’matic still locked in tight. Switches can feel Jam Willy's body going limp and demands that the ref check to see if he's out.
Zach Davis: Jam Willy could be out cold and referee Zip Wingdinger is checking in to see if that's the case!
Zip lifts Jam Willy's arm and lets go... it drops to the mat. Zip lifts Jam Willy's arm a second time and lets go... once again, it drops to the mat. Zip lifts Jam Willy's arm a third time...
Zach Davis: Could this be it?! Can Jam Willy recover?!
The ref lets go of Jam Willy's arm... and it stays raised in the air! The fans come alive, and their excitement seems to invigorate Jam Willy. He uses his surge of energy to lunge his arm towards the ropes... which he grabs!
Shannan Lerch: Jam Willy just saved himself! Switches has to break the hold!
Switches, however, refuses. The ref counts. One! Two! Three!
Zach Davis: Come on, Switches, you asshole!
Shannan Lerch: I do believe Jam Willy Jesus has won via disqualification!
The fans are booing like crazy. And Switches still won't release the hold! It appears as if Jam Willy has passed out at this point. Several agents, including Bill Pizza, Medicine Hat Mauler, and Jack Pontiac enter the ring and try to pull the insane clown off of Jesus.
Zach Davis: This is horrible! This is heinous! This is the worst clown related incident in history!
The agents finally pry Switches the Clown from the unconscious body of Jam Willy Jesus. The Reading crowd makes its displeasure known with a loud chorus of boos, while Switches' theme music blares on the PA system. The referee checks on Jam Willy to see if he's OK. Switches taps the ref on the shoulder and orders Zip to ignore that chump and raise his arm in victory instead. The ref complies with Switches' demand, only to have Switches yank his arm out of the ref's hand and cackle maniacally.
Zach Davis: Switches is certainly a disturbed individual...
Shannan Lerch: Jam Willy showed a lot of heart in his own right, but Switches is the nutcase who walks away standing tall here at Aftermath. For the second pay-per-view in a row, Switches has KO'd an opponent with The Smileyo’matic. It was Lawnmower Jones at Helloween and Jam Willy Jesus tonight. That move is quickly becoming one of the most feared in the business.
Zach Davis: And indeed Switches the Clown is becoming one of the most feared superstars in this business!
We see a close-up of the demented, smiling face of Switches before the camera pans to elsewhere in the arena.
Zach Davis: Can you believe it, Shannan? WcF’s Aftermath –in all its glory!
Shannan Lerch: It’s great! This crowd is freakin’ nuts tonight! I’ve seen some crazy fans in my life, but this is ridiculous! They’re Crraaazaaa’ay!
Zach Davis: Yep.
"The Champ" by Ghostface Killah blares through the sound system and Jonny Fly bounds out onto the entrance ramp.
Zach Davis: Here comes newcomer, Jonny Fly, down to the ring! He’s got his work cut out for him tonight, but this kid has something about him, Shannan! He’s got that certain something that makes me think he’s gonna go far in this company.
Shannan Lerch: True that, Zach.
The lights dim and “Down and Out” by Tantric Pounds the P.A. system. A white fog rushes the stage. When the lyrics start, Ryan Blake walks on to the stage. The fans go crazy, some boo and some cheer. He rolls his neck, and begins to walk down the ramp. On his way down he gives some high fives to his fans. When he reaches the ring and slides in on his stomach. He comes to his feet and raises his arms, ready for the match to start.
Shannan Lerch: Oh my my, my, my... that Ryan Blake. He’s a whole lotta man.
Zach Davis: Well, he’s no Odin Balfore...
Shannan Lerch: What?
Zach Davis: ...nothing. Blake’s been giving these fans a helluva show, week-in and week-out. I’m curious to see what he’s bringing to the ring tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Whatever the outcome, you can bet that he’s gonna look good doing it!
The lights in the stadium dim to pitch black Bulletproof by 12 Stones blares in the speakers with lights swinging around the stadium lighting up the darkness from the dimmed lights. In cue with the music, pyros of red, white and blue go off when the sound of BANG!!! from Bulletproof. The pyros continue to go off on cue with the word being said. After the third pyro goes off the lights focus on the entrance of the stage where Donald Deruty is standing with his head tilted down. He falls to his knees and throws his hands up in the air where a final set of multi-colored pyros is fired. At the signal of the final pyros the dimmed lights turn back on and light the whole stadium with red, white, and blue lights. D-Day jumps to his feet as soon as the lights are back on. He takes his time walking down the ramp, as he gives high fives and shakes the hands of the fans. Once he reaches ringside he slowly walks up to the steel steps where he goes one step at a time until he reaches the ropes where he enters the ring with a swaggery hop to his walk. He looks up at the titantron where the sights of his memorial moments in his WCF career can be seen.
Shannan Lerch: Check out that swaggery hop to D-Day’s walk. Beautiful its way, like a cool winter sunrise.
Zach Davis: Cool winter sunrise? Hey! Are you seriously reading a Danielle Steele book in the middle of all this?
Shannan Lerch: It’s soo good!
Zach Davis: Focus, lady!
Shannan Lerch: Fiiiine.
Zach Davis: Looks like everyone is ready to get this one under way. Aaaand Zip Windinger calls for the Bell!
The three competitors begin circling in the ring, jocking for an opportunity to strike. Fly lunges for Blake, but Blake side-steps him, slapping the back of Fly’s head before taking a quick bow to the crowd. D-Day shoves Blake in the back, sending him toward the turnbuckle. D-Day sprints at him, firing a high kick, but Blake bounds up the ropes, averting the strike. D-Day goes to pull Blake down, but Blake leaps the advances and expertly fires the toe of his boot into D-Day’s face a couple of times. D-Day steps back in slight resignation, clutching his face.
Blake bows to the roaring crowd.
Crowd: That was Epic! *Clappity*Clap*Clap*
Crowd: That was Epic! *Clappity*Clap*Clap*
Crowd: That was Epic! *Clappity*Clap*Clap*
Zach Davis: Blake sure is proud of himself!
Jonny Fly rebounds off the opposing rope and clotheslines Blake’s feet out from under him. Blake tumbles down, all the way down, face-first to the concrete floor.
Shannan Lerch: Oh noes!
D-Day locks up with Fly and wrenches him back into a hammer-lock. D-Day kicks the back of Fly’s knee, forcing him to the mat. D-Day performs a quick front-flip slash onto the fallen Jonny Fly. D-Day makes the quick cover!
Zach Davis: What a spectacle of athleticism by my man D-Day!
Shannan Lerch: Fly’s still got plenty of life left in him!
Blake slides into the ring. D-Day and Blake square off. Blake lights D-Day up with a series of explosive strikes. D-Day manages to block a few, but is inundated by the remainder of the combo. Blake flings a stiff dropkick at D-Day, but D-Day catches Blake in mid-air and spikes him down with a neck-breaker!
D-Day lifts Blake and spikes him down with a gruesome back-breaker, lifts him and spikes him down for another!
Crowd: Oh! OH!
Shannan Lerch: Double Back-Breaker! Oh my!
Jonny Fly pulls D-Day off Blake and peppers him with every brand of strike known to man. D-Day is shaky on his feet. Fly whips him to the mat with a quick suplex. Fly holds onto the maneuver and rolls over, before whipping D-Day back over into another suplex, then another!
Zach Davis: Triple-Suplex!
Shannan Lerch: Fly going for the pin!
Zach Davis: Blake breaks up the pin! Just in time!
Blake lifts Fly and socks him in the mouth eight or nine times. Fly staggers backward. Blake locks up Fly and spins him.
Blake German Suplexes Fly!
Blake German Suplexes Fly!
Blake German Suplexes Fly!
Shannan Lerch: Triiiiiple Gerrrrrrmaaaaan Suplexxxxxxxx!
Zach Davis: Blake with the pin!
Shannan Lerch: D-Day broke it up! Just in the nick of time!
Zach Davis: D-Day is back to his feet!
D-Day lifts Blake and they begin exploding a litany of face-breaking haymakers onto each other.
Shannan Lerch: This is it! This is it!
D-Day lands a bastard of a kick to Blake’s abdomen. Blake is out of it. D-Day proceeds to lambaste Blake with a tirade of lightning quick kicks.
D-Day steps back, before rocketing a side-kick square into the center of Blake’s face. Blake’s body takes holy flight for a moment before crashing to the mat.
The crowd is silenced... then roars to life!
Crowd: Holy shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Jonny Fly comes out of nowhere and kicks the dog-piss out of D-Day’s chest. Fly jabs D-Day in the gut and pulls him up for a powerbomb!
Zach Davis: Huge Powerbomb!
Fly rolls backward and hops onto the top rope, before launching himself into the sky.
Shannan Lerch: Fly is flying!
Fly slams his own head into D-Day’s chest!
Zach Davis: The Fly Swatter! This could be it! Fly makes the cover!
Jonny Fly’s arm is raised in victory by Zip WingDinger.
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly freakin’ did it! Hell’uva fight for these three contenders! One Hell’uva Fight!
We come back to the PPV with a sweeping shot of the crowd before the camera settles on the announce table.
Zach Davis: Next up we have a WCF Television Title Triple Threat Throwdown for you.
Shannan Lerch: That's quite a mouthful Zach.
Zach Davis: Something you know all too well, eh Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: I hate you. Let's just get to the match.
"I Am The Cool" by Screamin Jay Hawkins as "The Epitome Of Cool" Aaron Miles walks out onto the stage, flanked by a pair of busty beauties and followed closely by Lil Jon. Miles pauses at the top of the ramp, lowers his shades as he looks around at the crowd with a bit of a cocky smirk on his face, and then he pushes them back up over his eyes as he saunters down toward the ring. As they walk down the ramp, the females pass out Aaron's pamphlets to the fans, which are promptly balled up and throws aside. Aaron then climbs up the ring steps and enters the ring as the ladies take their seats beside the announce table and Lil Jon stands by the ring. Aaron then heads for the nearest corner, where he climbs up to the second rope and gestures toward his abs..and the bulge in his trunks..and even the most pissed off of the female fans can't help but appreciate the magnificent bastard. Finally he hops down to the mat as his music fades out.
Dark pink lights start flashing as Crass' "So What" begins to play, as Vic comes meandering down the ramp, patronizing the audience, mocking every person he can, almost getting into an altercation with one member, had the security barrier not been in place. Vic climbs and slides himself into the ring, and walks on over to the ropes and leans around for a bit.
The sound of a chainsaw being pull started reverberates through the arena, as The Lumberjack starts. With the start of the lyrics Buzzsaw walks out, pausing on the stage to raise a fist. As the crowd pops, he makes his way to the ring, slapping the hands of the fans. Grabbing the top rope, he steps onto the apron, and over the top rope into the ring. As he prepares for his match, he removes his flannel shirt, revealing his muscled body.
DING! DING! DING!
All three men exit their respective corners and meet in the center of the ring. Some traditional jaw jacking ensues between the competitors, with the outspoken Aaron Miles doing most of it. Suddenly both Vic and Buzzsaw decide they've heard enough and team up to knock the Epitome of Cool on his backside with a double headbutt.
Zach Davis: That's one way to shut up that little loudmouth.
Miles hits the mat and springs right back up, only to be met with a left from Vic. Miles gets spun around by the blow and Buzzsaw connects with a punch of his own. Buzzsaw and Vic take turns connecting with shots, causing Miles to look like a human pinball. Finally Buzzsaw ends it by dropping Miles with a nasty looking clothesline.
Shannan Lerch: And Miles is just getting destroyed early on.
Buzzsaw back up to his feet now, shouting something at Miles, when Vic suddenly breaks up the short lived truce by bouncing off of the ropes and taking out one of Buzzsaw's mighty tree trunk legs with a chop block. Vic now begins to stomp away at the leg of Buzzsaw who can only try and roll away from the stomps. Finally he reaches the ropes and grabs onto the bottom one, forcing the referee to step in and break it up. Vic backs off and Buzzsaw pulls himself up to his feet. Vic now rushes looking to clothesline Buzzsaw over the top rope, but Buzzsaw ducks and lifts him up and over the top rope, sending Vic crashing to the floor below. Buzzsaw looks to exit the ring when out of nowhere Miles runs up behind him and clubs him in the back with a forearm shot before throwing out of the ring. Miles then runs to the other side of the ring, hits the ropes and then runs back across the ring before hitting a Sommersault Senton over the top rope into both Buzzsaw and Vic, leaving all three laid out on the ground.
Shannan Lerch: What a move!
The referee has no choice but to begin the ten count as all three men make their way to their feet. Miles is the first up and he grabs Vic by the back of the head before slamming him face first into the barricade. Buzzsaw grabs Miles from behind and tries to whip him into the barricade, but Miles leaps up onto it and then hits a moonsault that takes Buzzsaw down. The referee's count is up to 7 now as Miles walks over to the ring, rolls in under the bottom rope and then rolls back out onto the floor, forcing the referee to restart his count. Vic is up, albeit a bit of blood on his lip, and Miles grabs him before whipping him toward the ring steps. Vic hits them hard and flips over them onto the floor. Buzzsaw is up and he grabs Miles from behind. Buzzsaw bounces his head off of the ring apron and then pushes him back into the ring, just as the referee's count reaches 8. Miles tries to get back to his feet but Buzzsaw is right on him, applying a bearhug and shaking Miles from side to side.
Zach Davis: The Grizzly Attack!
Shannan Lerch: It looks like Miles is fading fast.
Miles is doing all he can to try and break the hold. He tries raking the eyes of Buzzsaw but that only seems to make Buzzsaw angrier and he applies more pressure.
Zach Davis: This could be it...
Suddenly from out of nowhere Vic runs up and hits Buzzsaw from behind with a double axe handle to the back. Buzzsaw drops Miles to the mat and stumbles forward as Vic goes on the offensive, hitting a flurry of lefts and rights as Miles rolls out of the ring. Buzzsaw is reeling from the offensive onslaught and Vic steps back before running forward looking to hit a clothesline, but Buzzsaw from out of nowhere connects with a big boot to the jaw that drops Vic. Buzzsaw quickly pulls Vic back up to his feet and lifts him up for the Timber. He hits it and goes for the pin attempt.
Suddenly from out of nowhere Aaron Miles dives and breaks up the pin attempt. Buzzsaw is up and he charges Miles. Miles ducks a clothesline attempt and then snaps off a Superkick when Buzzsaw turns around.
Zach Davis: The Cool Shot!
Vic is slowly getting up and Miles measures him up before snapping off another Superkick that connects. Miles, not missing a beat, heads for the corner and leaps up to the top turnbuckle in one fluid motion. He makes an unflattering gesture toward his genitals for the benefit of any attractive females looking his way, then screams out "You'll Never Be This Cool" before leaping off with a Flying Elbow Drop.
Shannan Lerch: It's Raining Cool in Reading!
Miles with the pin attempt.
"I Am The Cool" hits the speakers as the referee brings the TV Title to Miles. Miles snatches it from his hands and pushes him out of the way. Miles holds the title up in the air in victory as Lil Jon and the busty beauties enter the ring to celebrate with him. The PPV fades out to an ad for Slam next week as Miles, Lil Jon and the ladies exit the ring and head up the ramp.
Zach Davis: Fans, I regret to inform you that... well, look at the screen.
There is a message from Torture's Twitter:
"Sorry fans. Plane is grounded in New York, won't make it tonight. Wasn't meant to be. I'll be sure to make new enemies next week live on Slam #TortIsGod"
Shannan Lerch: Ugh. We're going to be refunding a lot of PPV buys...
Master of Puppets plays, and out comes Seth Lerch. He's wearing his referee shirt of course. He heads to the ring and awaits the competitors of the match.
"Renegade" by Styx begins to play over the PA system as Johnny Reb and Doc Henry step out onto the stage. Reb, of course, doesn't look very happy with this at all, though Doc is loving it.
Zach Davis: Reb was expecting to be teaming with Seth tonight, until the match got changed. I'm not sure if this is to his advantage or not.
Images of past matches play on the Jumbotron, while both men make their way down the ramp. Doc mounts the ring steps in a dignified manner, while Johnny slips through the ropes. Reb takes a moment to pose for the fans, though his heart clearly isn't in it.
Shannan Lerch: And the opponents..
The lights in the venue suddenly cut to black as the familiar opening to "For Whom the Bell Tolls" plays. The crowd is jacked up and gets louder after every toll. After six tolls, there is silence. A solitary light hits the stage. Suddenly, "Keeper of the Gates" by Hound of Hades hits the PA system and the place explodes into cheers. The lights flash to the music as it chugs along. As soon as the lyrics kick in, Corey Black emerges from the back. He heads to the ring, looking all business.
“With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage.The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
The fans pop insanly right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before steping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumpt. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Odin stares down his opponents as he waits for the match to get underway.
Zach Davis: Well.. how is this going to go? After what happened between Black and Odin a few short days ago at the Supershow..
With little communication, it seems to be decided that Odin is going to start the match. Johnny Reb starts for his.
Shannan Lerch: Reb and Odin... here we go.
These two men have gotten to know one another quite well recently. Reb uses his speed to run to the ropes, Springboards, and goes for a quick Dropkick, but Odin steps away. Reb gets up quickly as Odin goes for a Big Boot, but Reb ducks it, bounces off the ropes again, and hits Odin with a Clothesline. Odin shrugs it off and swings with a Clothesline of his own, Reb ducks that, then snaps off another Dropkick. Still, Odin doesn't go down. He stumbles back and Reb follows up with a kick to the gut and then finally hits a Facebreaker DDT!
Zach Davis: Reb in control to start things off!
Reb climbs to the top and executes a Moonsault Leg Drop. He then, grudgingly, tags in Henry.
Shannan Lerch: Not going to see much teamwork from any of the men in this match. Reb is a competitor and he'll work with Henry because he wants to win, but thats about it.
Henry comes in and starts laying the boots to the World Champion. Henry picks Odin up, but Odin shoves Henry away. Again, Henry charges, but Odin catches him and takes him down with a Sidewalk Slam. Balfore quickly tags in Black.
Zach Davis: This is Black's first official match in WCF in quite a while.
Shannan Lerch: I wish he'd have stayed gone.
Henry is up and Black Springboards over and takes him back down with a Swinging DDT. He then makes a quick pin attempt. Seth counts, seemingly normal. One... two... Henry kicks out.
Zach Davis: I think Seth was confident that Henry would kick out. But once push comes to shove, will he really let Balfore or Black get the win?
Black picks Henry up and takes him back down yet again with a Neckbreaker. He then climbs to the top... but Reb grabs his foot, not letting him jump off! Henry takes the advantage and runs up, jumping up with Black and elbowing him in the head a few times. Henry then quickly hits a Superplex!, bringing Black back down. He then shoves Black over to the ropes and begins choking him with them; Seth, of course, looks the other way.
Shannan Lerch: Seth is giving these competitors some leeway in the rules, how nice of him!
Zach Davis: I don't think thats exactly it, Shannan.
Henry pulls Black to the middle of the ring and positions him for a Pedigree, but Black reverses it with a Back Bodydrop! Henry stumbles up and Black grabs him and Powerbombs him to the mat. Black then tags Odin back in.
Shannan Lerch: Once again, here comes the Champ.
Odin comes in and picks Henry up, Headbutting him. Henry stumbles away and Odin goes for another Big Boot, but Henry sees it coming and moves out of the way. Odin puts on the boots, but Henry hits him with a Dropkick to the back of his knee. Odin goes down and Henry spins him around, grabbing him for the Gambler's Hand!, but Odin powers forward, crushing Henry between Odin's body and the turnbuckle. Odin grabs Henry and hits the Lawmaker!
Zach Davis: Could this be it!?
No, Henry gets the shoulder up.
Shannan Lerch: Phew!
Zach Davis: The count seemed a little slow to me..
It seemed slow to Odin, too. Odin begins arguing with Seth, which allows Henry to roll over and tag Reb back in. Odin eventually turns around and is met with a Cross Bodyblock as Reb Springboards over the ropes! Pin!
No, Odin powers out once more.
Shannan Lerch: Seth counted at the exact same cadence just now, come on Zach.
Zach Davis: Don't you "come on" me, - that sounded wrong - that was clearly a bit faster!
Reb picks Odin up and hits a Snapmare, and then locks in the Dragon Sleeper.
Shannan Lerch: Sweet Water Sleeper!
But this gives Black the opportunity to come in and kick Reb off. Of course, Seth is all over him, yelling and telling him to get back on the apron. Black rolls his eyes and decks Seth right in the face!
Zach Davis: Well, we knew that was coming eventually.
With the ref down, Odin enters the ring as well, as does Henry. Henry runs at Odin but eats a Big Boot. Black hits Reb with a Brainbuster.
Shannan Lerch: Uughhh.
Zach Davis: There is no ref to count any kind of fall, but the members of the Creeping Death regime are firmly in control.
Shannan Lerch: Like I said, ugh.
Odin begins choking Seth out now. There’s suddenly a commotion in the crowd and the cameras pan in its direction to spot a masked man leaping the ringside barricade. It’s obviously the same masked man from the previous couple of weeks since he has the stolen WCF Hardcore title strapped around his waist. He turns back to look over his shoulder and the crowd parts for a bigger, taller masked man who pushes people out of the way and climbs over the barricade. As usual, both men are wearing black.
Zach Davis: Are you for real? There’s not only one masked man that we’ve been seeing, now he’s brought a friend?
Corey Black notices the two masked men walking over to the ring and stops Odin from choking Seth and the two men turn to the masked men as they both climb into the ring. Corey Black gestures for them to come get some and the one with the hardcore title steps forward. Corey doesn’t think twice and the two men start trading blows in the center of the ring. The masked man gets the upper hand and kicks Corey in the gut and drops him to the mat with a huge powerbomb.
Odin is already coming at the man and hits the masked man with a big boot. He sees it coming at the last second and is able to deflect enough of Odin’s huge boot to be knocked to the ground in the corner. As this is happening the bigger of the two masked men uses Odin’s own momentum to nail him in the face with a huge right. The momentum and power behind the punch causes Odin to fall out of the ring between two of the ropes to the mat outside.
Shannan Lerch: Wow, he just laid Odin out!
The bigger masked man takes his time climbing out of the ring as Odin slowly gets up. He turns around as a hand is clamped around his throat. The masked man yells out as he lifts Odin up and chokeslams him to the concrete.
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD! He was able to lift Odin off his feet for a chokeslam!
Zach Davis: Odin is not moving.
The masked man turns and looks at the one wearing the hardcore title in the ring. The masked man wearing the Hardcore Title turns to Seth who walks up, grinning. The masked man wearing the Hardcore Title extends his hand out and Seth shakes his hand.
Zach Davis: What?!
A second referee comes running out from the back. The masked man with the hardcore title bails out of the ring and is followed by the bigger man and they exit through the crowd. Seth says something to Kyle Steel, ringside.
Kyle Steel: Seth has declared that this match has been thrown out!
Shannan Lerch: I don’t understand. Did my brother pay those men to attack Corey and Odin because he saw him attack Oblivion the last two weeks or did he pay him to attack Oblivion as well?
Zach Davis: I have no idea but hopefully we can get some answers soon. It seems like this whole thing was a ploy to get them attacked..
The New Confederacy members are outside of the ring. Reb is headed to the back, disgusted with the whole thing, while Henry looks into the ring, smiling at the destruction. Slowly, Odin and Black are working their way to their feet. Seth exits the ring as well, shaking Henry's hand.
Shannan Lerch: I really should talk to Seth more often, maybe I could find out some answers, myself. But I wouldn't tell you anyway, Zach.
Odin grabs the World Title from ringside. And after everything that just happened... he decks Corey Black with it from behind!
Zach Davis: Oh come on!
Smiling, with the Title over his shoulder, Odin quickly grabs a mic.
Odin Balfore: Seth.... I don't know what you just pulled, but I'm not done kicking your ass, you and your cronies.... and Corey Black?.... THAT was for UWA, you son of a bitch.
Odin's music plays as he drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, Title in hand.
Shannan Lerch: Odin just earned some respect in my book!
Zach Davis: What a night... and we're out of time. See you fans next week on Slam!
Aftermath fades to black.