Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men hits, and the crowd positively erupts! Several "JAY PRICE!" chants already fill the arena as the show comes on the air. We go to Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch.
Zach Davis: The fans are deafening, but WELCOME TO AFTERMATH! Literally the biggest WCF PPV of all time!
Shannan Lerch: That's right, Zach! SEVENTEEN matches here tonight, and a bunch of them are friggin crazy matches. Where to begin?
Zach Davis: Let's begin with the World Title match. Jay Price shocked us all when he defeated Jonny Fly in Tokyo, Japan, to FINALLY win the WCF World Title. A lot of people thought Jay would never do it, myself included. But he won the big one.
Shannan Lerch: Since then, Seth has claimed that Price never could have done it in a true WCF ring. Seth hates Price more than anybody. Thanks to a contract that Sarah Twilight got him to sign, he was forced to make sure Price defended the belt against Twilight, and Fly is in the match too, of course, to satisfy the rematch clause.
Zach Davis: Let's not forget, Fly has been representing Seth all week in a murder trial-
Shannan Lerch: WHICH IS RIDICULOUS, my brother would NEVER murder ANYBODY, just.. ugh. Yes, he does own a company responsible for multiple homicides on different occasions, but he's never personally been a part of one!
Zach Davis: We've got a lot of other big matches, but we don't have enough time to talk about all of them in detail. But Reb versus Henry is worth it. These two men have teamed together AND fought each other constantly in WCF, they've never been too far apart from one another... and it all ends tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Johnny Reb. Doc Henry. A deathmatch, and the loser must leave WCF. This will be one for the ages, Zach. That's for sure.
Zach Davis: We've got a Rope of Treachery match between Gravedigger and Logan. This is a One worthy match, as these are two legendary figures in this company. A LOT of pride is on the line, that's for sure.
Shannan Lerch: We'll see the return of... sigh... the Euthanasia Chamber. Super FPV and Roy Speede are going at it one last time, because one of these men may or may not die or suffer career ending injuries tonight.
Zach Davis: The Mulisha explodes! Former Mulisha members battle as Tek takes on Steeltoe Joe and Nic Daniels takes on Eric Price. Can't wait for those.
Shannan Lerch: The new US Champion, Benjamin Atreyu, looks to add another belt to his collection by taking on Nathan von Liebert. NvL has become unstoppable since winning the Television Title Tournament, but Atreyu is riding a wave of momentum after beating Speede last week.
Zach Davis: Famine of the Vile is finally off suspension, and makes his in ring return tonight, facing Kendrik Masters of the Angels of Death.
Shannan Lerch: We'll see the People's Title defended, as Kid Phantasm, who won a battle royal, faces Switches the Clown. And a streetfight between Trios Cup partners Chad Evans and Kira Sakazaki! Wow.
Zach Davis: The Hardcore Title is on the line as two people who did very well in that battle royal, Ana Valentine and Gein Spector, get a shot at Oblivion. Valentine is a former US Champ and would love some gold around her waist.
Shannan Lerch: Internet Title on the line as Zombie McMorris takes on Odin Balfore! Balfore defeated McMorris a few weeks ago in a nontitle match, can he do it again? And speaking of shit talkers, GEKIDO is taking on Apocalypse, after Apocalypse won their match last week.
Zach Davis: HUGE eight man tag team match. The Business, aka Domestik Disturbance with Al Envy and Ryan Elias, will take on Steve Orbit, Jonathan Jakobs, Mickey Fandango, and Devon D'Andre. D'Andre has been a bad luck charm lately, can he break his bad luck tonight?
Shannan Lerch: Two other big tag matches. The 8th Wonder.. as in, I wonder why they bother wrestling.. take on Parental Advisory. Bet we'll see the most hated man in wrestling, Adam Young. And in Sarah Twilight's first match of the night, we'll see the new Champs take on Purse and Night Rider.
Zach Davis: Purse and Night Rider are former Tag Champs, and I'm sure they'd like to add a second reign to their list of accomplishments.
Shannan Lerch: And finally, we'll open the show with a THREE STAGES OF HELL match. Inferno, First Blood, and finally a Scaffold match if it gets to that point! Can Joel Hall finally get revenge on Souta Kato?
Zach Davis: Let's find out!
A video package is aired detailing this feud.
Zach Davis: Souta Kato was the fake El Mideo Extremo.. I can't believe this match is happening though.
After the video, we're back at the ring. Both Joel Hall and Souta Kato are inside, looking intensely at each other... and a staff member sets the fire off!
Shannan Lerch: OH GOD! It is blazing hot in here!
Flames flash up each side of the ring.
Zach Davis: If either one of these men hits the ropes.. they'll catch on fire.
Hall and Kato circle and tie up. Each struggles to push the other man to the ropes and the fire, but the other man is fighting for their life. After several moments they break up the grapple. Kato kicks Hall in the gut and then hits a Scissors Kick, sending him down.
Shannan Lerch: If this makes it that far, we have a scaffold structure ready to descend on the ring. Scary.
Kato picks Hall up and goes to throw him into the ropes, but Hall reverses it, sending Kato into them instead.. but Kato stops dead in his tracks, luckily for him. Hall grabs him, spins him around and hits an Underhook Powerbomb!
Zach Davis: Oof! I still don't understand why Seth is allowing this match to happen.
Shannan Lerch: Eh, the fans wanted it.
Flames continue to shoot up the sides of the ring. Hall goes to run to the ropes to springboard, and then realizes he can't. He curses to himself and starts kicking away at Kato.
Zach Davis: Hall is a bit handicapped here; he relies on a lot of springboard moves, and he can't use them now! He can't even climb to the top.
Hall picks Kato up for the Zombie, and then turns it into his Outnumbered!, which is a Brainbuster!
Shannan Lerch: Oof! Souta Kato may not know where he is, his brains must be mush!
Indeed, Hall scoops Kato up and tosses him into the flaming ropes! Kato's shirt catches on fire!
Zach Davis: The first match has been decided! Joel Hall has defeated the fake El Mideo Extremo and set him on fire!
Kato tries his best to put the fire out but he no doubt suffers some burns. Around the ring, the flames are extinguished, and quickly men rush in to spray Kato with fire extinguishers. Hall shoves them away and starts kicking at Kato.
Shannan Lerch: Now we move into a First Blood match. Hall must make Kato bleed, and we won't go to the scaffold match, which is best for everybody.
Hall picks Kato up and shoves him into the corner, which is surely still incredibly hot. He starts punching him right in the face, trying to bloody him. But not quite succeeding. Eventually Kato ducks a punch and shoves Hall into the corner instead, then hits him with a powerful knee to the ribs.
Zach Davis: Rokkotsu!
Hall stumbles out of the corner in severe pain, Souta Kato hits him with a big Roundhouse Kick!
Shannan Lerch: Kato is a great striker, and any one of those strikes could bust Hall open.
Kato then puts Hall into a Fujiwara Armbar.
Zach Davis: This isn't going to make Hall bleed but it WILL wear him down which is always good.
Kato eventually releases the hold and then backs up, waiting for Hall to stand. Once Hall is up, groggy, Kato hits him with a side elbow, then a powerful knee to the head, THEN a kick to the neck when Hall is sitting up!
Shannan Lerch: San'nin Wa Nokkudaun!
Somewhere in there, Hall got busted open!
Zach Davis: Souta Kato wins the second match!
The ref notices and indicates that Kato has gotten a victory.
Shannan Lerch: Now we move into the third and final stage... the most dangerous.. the scaffold.
The scaffold structure is lowered so its surrounding the ring. The bloodied Hall dives at Kato, tackling him out of the ring and hitting him with lots of punches. Hall then gets up and begins climbing up the scaffolding.
Zach Davis: Here we go...
Kato climbs up with him. WCF has sprung for structure that doesn't make the participants look like they're going to accidentally fall off at any given moment. The two men begin brawling with each other, one bleeding profusely and the other suffering from a terrible burn.
Shannan Lerch: No matter who wins, these two are walking out of here changed men tonight. And this is only our first match!
Kato goes to throw Hall off but Hall reverses it, pulls him back around and hits a Hurricanrana!, Kato almost goes flying off! The crowd gasps!
Zach Davis: This is terrifying.
Kato struggles to get to his feet, and once he's halfway up... Hall spits a green mist into his eyes!
Shannan Lerch: Uh oh! Kato can't see!
Kato still gets to his feet, which was probably a bad idea because Joel Hall grabs him and throws him off the scaffold! Souta Kato hits the ground!
Zach Davis: Why the hell didn't we put anything there to cushion his fall!? He could be dead!
The bell rings.
Kyle Steel: And your winner.. JOEL HALL!
Joel Hall has won. He raises his arms before beginning to climb down the scaffold. Medics arrive to attend to Kato.
Shannan Lerch: Hopefully this ends this whole feud between Hall and Kato.
Zach Davis: Next up is the match for the Tag Team Titles!
Shannan Lerch: It seems like it has been forever since Night Rider and Night Rider won their contendership match, but finally tonight, they get their chance at new champions Sarah Twilight and Ayria Twilight.
Zach Davis: Night Rider and Night Rider are already in the ring awaiting the champions!
The vocals of Ayria Twilight's No Duh serenade over the P.A. system as The Awesomness herself makes her way out from behind the curtains. The moment she emerges, the crowd erupts in rage induced fury, throwing their perishables in her general direction. Security tries extra hard to hold back the crowd as some brave souls lean over the railing to give Ayria an earful. Twilight spreads her arms spread eagle-like with a facial expression that oozes confidence and awesomeness as she says to the camera, "They love me, they really really love me."
Gingerly making her way down to the ring with her Alaskan swag, she takes time to talk trash with some of the occupants in the front row. A select few loyal fans pay credence to Ayria's Awesomness, but she ignores them all the same. As usual someone reaches out to touch her but she evades their glancing touch and stares them down before continuing her trot to the squared circle. Upon arrival she slides into the ring, prances around in her best Muhammad Ali impression before spinning around three times with her arms out stretched before dropping down to one knee and flexing.
Shannan Lerch: There’s Ayria, and now await Sarah Twilight’s entrance.
The lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drum beats. The crowd begins to boo MASSIVELY as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.
Ring Announcer: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Los Pursees, California, and weighing in at 142lbs, she is THE ONLY ONE WHO MATTERS in Professional Wrestling...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!
Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening boos and soaks them all in, as if she enjoyed the crowd's hatred. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah stands in the center of the ring, posing, almost as if for her own amusement as the crowd's boos become even LOUDER.
Zach Davis: Everyone is in the ring now, the bell has rung, and we’re about to get this match underway
Shannan Lerch: It looks like Night Rider and Twilight are going to start this match for their respective teams.
Night Rider and Twilight step out onto the apron as Purse and Adams circle each other a few times. They finally tie up with Adams gaining control. She places Purse first in a side headlock and then turns it into a hammerlock. Purse fights back with an elbow shot to the face. It connects but Adams maintains the hold. Purse hits a second elbow, but Adams ducks it and connects with a knee to the gut before dropping Jeff Purse with a swinging neckbreaker. She goes for the quick cover.
Shannan Lerch: First pin attempt of the night!
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse kicks out after the two count.
Adams pulls Purse back up to his feet and tries to whip him into the ropes. Purse reverses it and brings Adams in for a short arm clothesline. Purse then walks over to his corner and tags in Night Rider. Night Rider enters and with the help of Jeff Purse pulls Ayria Adams to her feet before executing a double suplex. The referee forces Purse out of the ring and turns around to Night Rider going for the pin attempt.
Shannan Lerch: Another two count!
Zach Davis: We almost had new tag-team champions there!
Night Rider pulls Adams to her feet and then whips him toward his corner. Night Rider grabs the referee and distracts him while Purse grabs Adams in the corner and delivers a few punches to her face. The referee turns around and Purse quickly backs away. Night Rider moves in and Adams springs from the corner and hits him with a kick to the gut. She runs across the ring and takes in a waiting Sarah Twilight.
Zach Davis: Here comes Sarah Twilight!
Twilights enters the ring and runs straight at Night Rider, dropping him with a knee strike to the head. She runs now toward Jeff Purse and hits him with a right hand knocking him off the apron onto the ground. Twilight runs back across the ring and nails a baseball slide into the face of Night Rider. Twilight gets back to her feet and goes over to the turnbuckle. She flips herself backward and hits the ‘Broken Spirit.’ She goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: Kickout, just barely!
Twilight grabs Night Rider and both get back to their feet. Twilight whips Night Rider across the ring and as he bounces back she goes for a clothesline. Night Rider ducks it and immediately places a tag into Jeff Purse. Twilight does the same for Ayria.
Zach Davis: Adams and Purse back in the match together!
Purse and Adams begins exchanging right hands, with Purse getting the advantage this time. He grabs Adams and manhandles her into the corner. He proceeds to hit with a spinning heel kick as she leans against the turnbuckle. Purse goes to grab her but Ayria reverses it and slams Purse back into the corner. She lifts him onto the top turnbuckle and flies off with him hitting the....
Shannan Lerch: McMuffin Top!
Zach Davis: Ayria Adams with the cover!
Shannan Lerch: Ayria Adams and Sarah Twilight have done it! They have successfully defending their tag-team titles!
The referee rings the bell as Sarah Twilight enters the ring. The ref hands the belts to Adams and Twilight who celebrates in the ring as Night Rider helps Purse out of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Alright, ladies and gentlemen. It's going to be Parental Advisory taking on those two crazy rookies The 8th Wonder.
Zach Davis: That's right, Shannan. This is really a match of…..you know what, forget it.
The arena lights flicker as "House of 10,000 Corpses" by Rob Zombie starts playing. Out steps Adam Young, Bo Young, Bong, and Boss, the Parental Advisory. The boos are screaching threw the arena as they make their way to the ring.
Adam Young: Is that how you treat the man who single handly puts your asses in these seats, I think not. Now lets get down to business shall we, Trios Cup. Wow Seth your now stealing from the Mexicans are we. Its not Trios Jackwagon its Six Man tag team and who's the king of tag team wrestling, yours truely thats who. So yeah when you made the announcement of a tourny of this nature it perked up my little rabbit ears. I knew there would be a prize of great honor to go along with winning the tourny. I bet right about now your second guessing yourself aren't you Seth, Adam Young as your WCF World champion and my boys the SIN as your tag tem champions, scarey isn't it Seth. I know Jay Price was shakeing in his little panties when I jumped that rail at SLAM and laid a beat down like no other beat down on that sorry piece of trash. Now I promise you this Seth we will win the Trios Cup and this isn't the last you'll see of us tonight. Enjoy the show.
"8th Wonder" begins to play over the PA System and both members of The 8th Wonder are pushed onto the stage by a WCF staffer. The crowd responds with a huge ovation for the duo. The loud noise causes Kelvin Staylor to cover his ears as Markus Jayson waves his hand out at the crowd.
Staylor hurriedly powerwalks down the ramp toward the ring while Jayson takes his time and shakes his hands with every single person he walks by. Finally at ringside he slides into the ring and continues waving toward the crowd as Staylor sits in the corner in a fetal position.
Shannan Lerch: It looks like we’re ready for this one to begin!
Zach Davis: Can’t say I’m excited to see two dumbasses face off against pot heads.
Shannan Lerch: It looks like Parental Advisory is excited to see this one begin!
Parental Advisory’s chosen representatives in this match, Adam Young and Bo Stoned, meet both members of The 8th Wonder with a pair of clotheslines, sending them down to the floor. Young and Stoned pick up their opponents, whipping them into the ropes on opposite sides of the ring. Both men bounce into each other as they come back and fall down. Young pulls up Kelvin and drags him out of the ring as Stoned begins hammering away at Markus.
Zach Davis: It looks like finally we have restored some order here.
Stoned picks up Markus Jayson and forces him into the corner. He proceeds to whip him all the way across the ring. Jayson hits the turnbuckle headfirst and falls to the mat. On the outside Staylor has just been thrown into the ring steps by Adam Young.
Shannan Lerch: These poor guys from The 8th Wonder are getting destroyed yet again.
Zach Davis: I blame Aaron Miles’ stupidity in getting them a contract to begin with.
Inside the ring, Stoned continues to go to work on Kelvin as he lays on the mat with stiff right hands to his face and stomach. Stoned eventually picks him up and backs him into the corner where he begins to lay his shoulders into his stomach. Once again Stoned grabs Kelvin's arm and Irish whips him into the turnbuckle. Kelvin manages to turn around, so his back hits instead of his chest.
Shannan Lerch: That’s what I like to call progress. It looks like these two might have actually learned something this week. Kelvin managed to hit that turnbuckle so he doesn't bust his sternum.
Zach Davis: Now all they need to learn how to do is produce some offense!
On the outside of the ring Adam Young has picked up the steel ring steps and is hitting Jayson repeatedly over the head with it. Back inside the ring Stoned charges across and hands a big elbow into Staylor’s forehead, causing him to fall to the mat. Stoned follows it up with a knee to Staylor’s head. He goes for the cover
Shannan Lerch: Kelvin Staylor kicks out!
Stoned looks down at Staylor, not sure how exactly he kicked out. He immediately goes back on offense, picking him up and delivering a huge bodyslam and then sends several kicks to the gut. He steps off Staylor and walks over to the ropes and yells out at Young who has just thrown Markus Jayson into the steel ring fence. Young hops up onto the ring apron and Stoned tags him into the match.
Zach Davis: Here we go, Adam Young time.
Adam Young continues where Stoned left off. He picks him up and whips him into the ropes, hitting a tilt-o-whirl slam on Kelvin. He picks him up and whips him into the corner once again. Steve comes in for a big splash, but Kelvin loses his footing and falls to the mat making Young miss!
Shannan Lerch: Ha! The dumb guy fell down on accident, but Young was already in the air and just took a face full of turnbuckle!
Both Staylor and Adam Young get back to their feet. Staylor positions his arms out in front himself in a karate stance. Young laughs at him and approaches, but takes a vicious chop to the shoulder. Young takes a step back, and then tries again to get a hold of his opponent, but once again is met with a chop, this time to his throat.
Zach Davis: Chop to the throat! This is like the only offense we’ve ever seen out of these guys!
Young actually falls down to the mat after this chop. Kelvin pulls Young up from where he was laying and delivers a halfway distorted knife edge chop. He looks a little disappointed so he tries it again. The same result. Kelvin looks a little angry, so closes his fist and delivers it to the chin of Adam Young. Kelvin looks surprised at what he’s done, but then delivers another to Adam Young. As he goes for a third, Young grabs the fist out of the air and kicks Staylor off of him.
Shannan Lerch: Aw, I thought Staylor was starting to get something going there
Young and Staylor get back to their feet. Young moves in quickly and sends a kick to Staylor’s gut. With Staylor leaning over Young destroys him with the Twisted Truth.
Zach Davis: It’s been a long time since we’ve seen that move!
Young goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: Parental Advisory wins!
Zach Davis: They dominated from the beginning, Shannan. We didn’t even see Markus Jayson in this one as he’s still down on the outside after a vicious attack from Adam Young.
Parental Advisory celebrates in the ring as emergency personnel come down to the ring to check in on Jayson.
Something in Your Mouth by Nickelback plays and The Business comes out! Both members of Domestik Disturbance, Hunter Valentyne and Johnny Stylez, step out first. Quickly followed by Al Envy and Ryan Elias. The four head to the ring and each man climbs up a different turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Here is The Business. A unified front against their four opponents.
"Flashlight" by Parlaiment Funkadelic hits. Next up come their opponents. Devon D'Andre, Steve Orbit, Jonathan Jakobs, and Mickey Fandango.
Shannan Lerch: Orbit, Jakobs, and Fandago are all debuting tonight. Let's see what they can do!
Those four walk to the ring and head in... and immediately begin brawling with their competition!
Zach Davis: The bell sounds, here we go!
Envy and Jakobs are brawling, Jakobs runs and Clotheslines Envy over the top, with both of them flying outside. The same thing happens with Elias and Fandango, with Elias being the one Clotheslining Fandango. D'Andre kicks Hunter in the gut and follows up with a Russian Legsweep. Hunter rolls out of the ring and D'Andre follows him, leaving only Stylez and Orbit in the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Finally, a little bit of order. Orbit and Stylez are the legal men.
Those two are brawling and Stylez gets the upper hand, hitting Orbit with a Snap DDT! He quickly pins him, trying to get a quick victory.
No, Orbit kicks out. Stylez climbs to the second rope and follows up with an Elbow Drop. Stylez stands up and plays to the crowd.
Zach Davis: Did you know that Stylez' blood type is THC? Yeah.
Stylez goes to put Orbit into a Camel Clutch but Orbit slides away, quickly tagging in Jakobs. Jakobs enters the ring and Clotheslines Stylez down not once, not twice, but thrice! Stylez gets up once more and Jakobs hits him with a Gutwrench Powerbomb!
Shannan Lerch: Wow, Jakobs comes in with a head of steam!
Jakobs goes to pin but the other three Business members quickly hit the ring, kicking him off. To avoid too much trouble they quickly back off and get back on the apron, though it does give Stylez the chance to tag in Hunter Valentyne.
Zach Davis: The Business really needed that tag, good call.
Valentyne comes in and runs at Jakobs, tackling him and then punching him repeatedly! Once he gets off Jakobs stumbles up and Valentyne grabs him from behind, hitting a huge German Suplex!
Shannan Lerch: Wow!
He transitions this into a bridge pin, but D'Andre quickly enters the ring and breaks it up.
Zach Davis: D'Andre doesn't want to lose his chance at actually winning his first match.
Elias enters the ring and runs at D'Andre, hitting a Yakuza Kick, sending D'Andre flying out of the ring. Elias and Valentyne then quickly hit Jakobs with a Double Suplex!
Shannan Lerch: That is either cheating or good tag team wrestling, one or the other.
Valentyne goes to pin Jakobs.
He kicks out!
Zach Davis: Not quite over yet!
Valentyne picks Jakobs up and throws him to the corner, but Jakobs reverses it and sends Valentyne to the corner instead. Jakobs grabs Valentyne and hits a Tornado DDT!
Shannan Lerch: Ouch!
Jakobs then tags in Fandango. Meanwhile, Valentyne tags in Envy.
Zach Davis: Fresh blood entering the match now.
The two fresh men enter the ring and begin brawling with one another. Envy gets the upper hand and throws Fandango to the ropes, then follows up with a Dropkick, sending Fandango down! He stumbles back up and Envy follows up with a Belly to Belly Suplex!
Shannan Lerch: Ouch!, again!
Envy tags Stylez back in. Stylez comes in and lifts Fandango up on his shoulders as Valentyne climbs to the top...
Zach Davis: Uh oh, I think we all know what they're going for-
Valentyne flies off with the Contact High, but Fandango ducks it, causing Valentyne to hit the mat hard! Fandango escapes and tags in Jakobs. Stylez tags in Envy. Envy comes in and gets hit with a backhand slap from Jakobs, followed by a jawbreaker!
Shannan Lerch: Pimp Slap!
...and Steve Orbit reaches, tags himself in and quickly pins Envy!
Jakobs is slightly annoyed at the pin being stolen, but stops The Business from interfering in the pin anyway.
Zach Davis: I don't believe it!
Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit stole the victory!
The other Business members enter the ring and fight off Steve Orbit, who quickly bails, and then throw D'Andre and Fandango out of the ring. All four men quickly stomp Jakobs a few times before throwing him out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Well, Steve Orbit and Jakobs really got the win here tonight, but at the end of the night its The Business standing tall.
The arena goes completely dark after a few seconds, as a voice can be heard saying. “The moon…“ The voice continues on. “Tonight is an unusual night, you see tonight’s moon is colored in red, blood red that is!” The unfamiliar voice says as laughter can be heard coming afterwards.
“You know when the moon changes from it’s normal color to it’s abnormal blood red color, it’s been said a storm is coming, though it’s also been noted that a disaster is coming, which indeed one is!”
The unfamiliar voice says before continuing on. “That disaster being…” The voice says before whispering the words. “Yours truly APOCALYPSE” As the voice identifies itself as the man known only as Apocalypse, “4 Words (To Choke Upon)” by Bullet for my Valentine (Instrumental) begins to play on out of the PA sound system.
As the music continues to play Apocalypse waits a few minutes before making his appearance known to the Wrestling Championship Federation crowd. Once he walks through the black curtains dark olive green fog fills the entrance isle as Apocalypse stares out into the darkness that surrounds him, ignoring the fans. As he slowly makes his way on down to the ring, the lights flicker back on, and Apocalypse’s titanic frame of a body can be seen stalking it as if he was hunting in the jungles of the Amazon. Once at ringside Apocalypse can be seen giving the fans at ringside a look of disapproval, an “I’m better than you” look before slowly walking on up the steel steps. Once up at the top he climbs to the second rope of the turnbuckle and shouts out the words “Yours truly Apocalypse has arrived!!!” before climbing back down from them and sitting viva la Raven style on the ring mat.
Zach Davis: Here comes Apocalypse, making his Pay Per View Debut.
Shannan Lerch: Against GEKIDO no less. They’re both new but both are scary guys.
"Surprise! You're Dead!" by Faith No More hits as GEKIDO walks to the ring and up the steps entering the ring and giving the crowd the double middle finger.
Zach Davis: GEKIDO, this guy is all business.
Apocalypse stands up as the bell rings.
The two men lock up in the ring but GEKIDO shoves Apocalypse away and hits him with a kick to the jaw that sends Apocalypse back a few feet with a clothesline into a gut-wrench suplex. Apocalypse picks up GEKIDO but GEKIDO responds with haymakers and kicks that stagger and stun Apocalypse.
Shannan Lerch: Running three fourths bulldog by GEKIDO!
Zach Davis: How do you have three fourths of a bulldog?
Shannan Lerch: I think you chop off its--
GEKIDO flips off the crowd before hitting a backbreaker on Apocalypse.
Quick pin attempt.
Zach Davis: Kick out at two by Apoc.
Shannan Lerch: Apoc?
Zach Davis: Tryin it out.
Shannan Lerch: I would stick it back in.
GEKIDO tries for a double-arm DDT but Apocalypse pushes him into the ropes, and whips him across the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Tilt-a-whirl head scissors.
Zach Davis: GEKIDO gets to a knee, slightly dazed... Shining Wizard!
Pin by Apocalypse.
Shannan Lerch: GEKIDO kicked out at one!
Apocalypse picks up GEKIDO but he comes back with knees to the gut and palm strikes to the back of the head before lifting Apocalypse up for a double-underhook piledriver!
Zach Davis: GEKIDO takes to the top rope... Missile dropkick!
GEKIDO charges at Apocalypse but gets grounded with an armbar takedown.
Shannan Lerch: GEKIDO quickly gets the rope break.
Zach Davis: But Apoc still has it on...
Shannan Lerch: What did I tell you about that name, Zach? You wanna get smacked?
The ref counts.
1... 2... 3... 4...
The ref forces the hold apart.
Apocalypse picks GEKIDO up and whips him into the ropes...
Zach Davis: GEKIDO goes up... And down... Little bit of hang ten for the man from Japan.
Apocalypse makes his way to the apron and quickly springboards off of it.
Shannan Lerch: Three-sixty splash... countered by GEKIDO!
Zach Davis: He got his knees up and blocked the splash.
GEKIDO gets up as Apocalypse reels on the ground and hits him with a Curb Stomp and then flips off the crowd.
Shannan Lerch: I’m startin' to like this guy.
Zach Davis: You would.
Shannan Lerch: And you don't like guys, Zach? Suuure...
GEKIDO picks Apocalypse up and tosses him into the turnbuckle and starts lighting him up with kicks and strikes before finishing him off with a kick to the back of the head.
Shannan Lerch: He calls that Surprise! You’re Dead!
Zach Davis: Guess not! Kick out by Apocalypse!
GEKIDO picks up Apocalypse but Apocalypse shoots the legs out from under GEKIDO and locks in a Boston Crab.
Shannan Lerch: GEKIDO struggles here, trying to make it to the ropes... and... he gets it!
Zach Davis: Apocalypse really isn't letting up here, forcing the ref to make the four-count again before getting himself DQ'd.
Apocalypse brings GEKIDO to the turnbuckle and bounces off the second rope, hitting a 360 DDT.
Shannan Lerch: Apoc, as you call him, calls that, his Bible Basher.
Apocalypse looks a bit frustrated as he picks GEKIDO up and hits a big headbutt before picking him up on his shoulders..
Zach Davis: Apoc has GEKIDO in that Fireman's carry position... He swings him out...
Shannan Lerch: GEKIDO floats through it! He taps Apocalypse on the shoulder and flips him off!
GEKIDO kicks Apocalypse in the gut and lifts him up on his shoulders in a Fireman's carry of his own...
Zach Davis: GEKIDO with that sit-out Fireman's carry buster, I guess we can call it.
Shannan Lerch: Well he calls it Death to All Comers!
Shannan Lerch: I call it Death to Apocalypse.
Zach Davis: And a fantastic first Pay Per View win by GEKIDO. I think the hardcore division has someone to look out for.
"With Oden On Our Side" hits the PA system.
Zach Davis: Well I guess it's time for the Internet Title match.
Shannan Lerch: This is going to be a brutal one.
The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer and once the vocals start, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, center 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 why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow and methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Odin stares at the entrance ramp, waiting for his opponent, with a focused look on his face.
Zach Davis: Remember folks, this match could possibly be brought to you by Snickers. Hungry? Fuck it, grab a Snickers.
Shannan Lerch: We’ve seen what Odin can do to Zombie, but Zombie's had a few weeks to prepare. Let's see if he learned anything.
"Never Gonna Stop" blasts through the PA as Zombie McMorris makes his way onto the stage all pumped up with the Internet Title on his shoulder. Hopping on the balls of his toes and shaking his arms out, Zombie rushes the ring as the music kicks up. Sliding into the ring he makes it across the ring, stepping on the bottom rope and points to the crowd before making his way to the corner turn buckle and pointing to them again and beating his chest in excitement.
Zach Davis: And Zombie wastes no time. He just bounced off the bottom rope and smashed Odin right upside the head with that title belt.
Shannan Lerch: He caught Odin off guard and he flipped him over the top rope to the outside of the ring.
Zach Davis: Zombie just got away with a free shot. The bell has sounded and the match is started.
Zombie follows Odin to the outside and cracks him with a hard right as the big man tries to get back up. Zombie steps off for a moment as Odin uses the steel steps as leverage.
Shannan Lerch: Zombie going for that Punt kick early.
Zombie charges Odin but he grabs Zombie's leg and forcefully whips him up and around the steel steps. Zombie lands on his back on the other side of the steps.
Zach Davis: What a display of raw power by Odin, just whipping Zombie around by one leg.
Odin reaches down and grabs Zombie by the throat and lifts him back up to his feet, but Zombie rakes the eyes and Odin backs off for a moment. Zombie leaps off the steps and Superman punches Odin right in the face. Odin recoils and holds his face for a moment. Zombie charges again, but Odin hits him in the gut with a knee lift. Zombie drops to the ground, holding his ribs.
Shannan Lerch: Odin's got the most pissed off look on his face.
Odin walks over to Zombie and smashes his head off the apron before rolling him back into the ring.
Zach Davis: Order in the match? What's this?
Odin climbs into the ring and whips Zombie off the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: Spear by Zombie!
Zombie stands Odin back up but he gets thrown into the corner turnbuckle and plastered with a haymaker by Balfore. Zombie's out of it in the corner as Odin sets up for a big boot..
Zach Davis: Zombie ducked it! Odin's hung up on the rope.
Shannan Lerch: And a two finger salute by Zombie!
Crowd: Z Mac! Z Mac! Z Mac!
Odin unhooks himself as Zombie charges again. Odin throws him back into the corner. Zombie floats over the ropes, bringing Odin's head with him and snapping it off the top rope! Zombie gets back into the ring and immediately goes after Odin with rights and lefts.
Shannan Lerch: Certainly this is not the same match we saw the other week.
Odin gets up, withstanding the blows... kick to the gut... DDT. World Tour '69!
Zach Davis: Odin kicks out!
Zombie picks Odin up and keeps hammering away. Odin with another knee lift. He hooks Zombie up… stalling brain buster.
Odin stands up and steps ON Zombie then over him before picking him back up and locking him in a dragon sleeper.
The ref checks his arm...
Shannan Lerch: Zombie keeps his arm up!
Zombie fights hard but manages to reverse the sleeper into a spinning neck breaker. Zombie picks up Odin and whips him off the ropes...
Zach Davis: Holy shit! Gorilla Press! Odin landed right on his stomach.
Zombie bounces off the ropes and boots Odin right in the face.
Shannan Lerch: Zombie's setting up for that Boot Party in the corner.
Zombie runs… Odin steps through it and hits a huge choke slam.
Shannan Lerch: Zombie just won't quit.
Odin kicks Zombie in the gut as he rolls off into the corner. You can hear Odin yell "stay down" but Zombie only has one response. Two, if you count the left hand. Odin smiles at the courage displayed by Zombie and backs off, motioning him to come center ring. Zombie does and the two men lock up. Odin gains the advantage and goes for a gut-wrench powerbomb but Zombie slides out and falls behind Odin. Zombie turns Odin around, kicks him the gut and nails a gut-wrench powerbomb of his own.
Zach Davis: Axe Wound!
"Now that's how you do it!" Zombie yells as the crowd cheers.
Zombie makes the cover...
Zach Davis: Odin just makes the kick out!
Zombie steps over Odin and locks in a camel clutch.
Shannan Lerch: I didn't know that Zombie knew that move.
Zombie is having trouble, Odin keeps trying to shrug him off.
Zach Davis: Odin's up on his feet.
Zombie gets driven into the turnbuckle. Odin flips him over his shoulders then scoops him up into a bear hug but Zombie's long reach allows him to grab the ropes, but Odin won't let go.
1... 2... 3... 4...
The ref makes Odin break the hold. Zombie pushes off Odin and hits a low blow kick. Irish whip into the adjacent buckle... Odin pops out as both men run towards each other...
Double clothesline! Both men are out.
The ref counts.
1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7...
Both Odin and Zombie get to their feet. Zombie's first with the offense with a kick to the gut, but Odin hits another knee smash and picks Zombie up for a powerbomb…
Zach Davis: WORLD TOUR '69!!!
The crowd erupts as Zombie counters with World Tour '69!
Shannan Lerch: Odin seems to be out.
Zombie goes for the pin but then looks around. He smiles and gets out of the ring. He looks around under the apron for a moment.
Zach Davis: It's just not WCF unless someone pulls out a chair.
Zombie slides back into the ring and waits for Odin to get back up...
Odin stumbles backwards and hits the ground.
Zombie waits again for Odin to get back up... He runs towards Odin again…
Zach Davis: ODIN BALFORE JUST PUNCHED THROUGH A STEEL CHAIR AND HIT ZOMBIE MCMORRIS!
Odin scowls as he rips the chair off his arm and throws it on the ground. He picks up Zombie by the neck...
Shannan Lerch: Ragnarok!!
Odin gets up and goes for the chair but Zombie slowly crawls after him and rolls him up.
Zombie gets the chair and racks Odin in the face with it. Odin falls face first to the mat. Zombie slides the chair under Odin's head... he goes behind Odin...
Zach Davis: Curb Stomp!
Shannan Lerch: Somehow Odin found the bottom rope.
Zach Davis: Zombie would have retained his title if not for the rope break.
Zombie somehow finds the strength to pick up Odin and whips him into the ropes...
Shannan Lerch: ACE Crusher!
Both men are down again.
Zach Davis: Zombie's spent. Odin's probably dead... The ref's got to make a count.
1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9...
Zombie gets to his feet first. He goes to pick Odin up, he gets him to a knee but gets shoved away. Odin continues to breathe heavy as blood starts to trickle down his face from that Curb Stomp onto the steel chair. Zombie walks back over to Odin but Odin slaps his hand away. Odin manages to make it to his feet and puts Zombie in a front face lock... He lifts him over...
Shannan Lerch: Fisherman suplex pin. He calls that the Maverick Plex!
Zach Davis: There's just no puttin Zombie down!
Odin picks up Zombie and walks him to the middle of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: He brought Zombie to the middle of the ring where his long reach won't let him slip out of anything.
Zach Davis: Odin picks up Zombie McMorris and hits the Mark of Odin!... He stays down with him and picks him back up by his neck... Ragnarok combo. That's the Bad Motha Fucka!
Zach Davis: Odin Balfore did it! He beat Zombie McMorris to take home the Internet Title in a back and forth slug fest!
The ref hands Odin Balfore the belt as he holds it up in the air for the crowd to see. He looks over to Zombie, who's just starting to get back up. He smiles and holds his belt in the air again before leaving the ring.
Ana walks down the ramp to pink pyro’s shooting off behind her.
Kyle Steel: This match is scheduled for one fall, and is a triple threat match for the WCF Hardcore Championship. Introducing the first competitor, from Las Vegas Nevada, standing five foot five, and weighing in at one hundred and nine pounds: Ana Valentine!
She pauses at the steps to the ring to blow kisses to the crowd. She then steps into the ring bending low to slip between the middle and bottom rope.
Ana’s music stops, and “I Know” by David Lynch plays on the sound system. Gein Spector walks out and heads straight to the ring, eyes to the ground; ignoring comments being shouted from the crowd. Johnny Slick walks out with a silver microphone, he stands at the top of the ramp with a grin. Johnny taunts the crowd as Gein turns to see Johnny, he shakes his head . Johnny dances his way down to ring side, yelling back at the fans as they booed him all the way down. He reaches the end of the ramp then raises his fists up in the air and yells “No Survivors.” Gein hangs his head in embarrassment.
Kyle Steel: Accompanied to the ring by Radio sensation Johnny Slick, weighing in a two hundred and forty five pounds. Hailing from Tomah, Wisconsin...GEIN SPECTOR!
Boos rise from the crowd. Gein rolls into the ring, jumps on to a turn buckle and trash talks the audience. He jumps off, walks to the opposite turnbuckle and lifts his fists in the air.
The lights go out. Oblivion by Mastodon begins to play, as the thunderous combination of the guitars, bass, and drums explode through the arena's speakers.
I flew beyond the sun before it was time
Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 305 pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!
There are a mixture of cheers and boos, more cheers than boos. The crowd stands onto their feet and rush towards the security railings. Oblivion slowly slinks out to the entrance stage, carrying what looks to be a trash can full of random weapons. The Wells Fargo Arena explodes with cheers and some boos. Oblivion has it's arms extended outward, with it's index fingers pointing out. The Vixen are nearly undressed, as they come slithering out and walks next to Oblivion. The Vixen are dressed with bra-like bikini tops, with very short skirts. They have glitter plastered everywhere. Their makeup is smeared, but maintained to be very attractive. The guitar solo begins, lazers flash throughout the arena. Thunder-like sounds rattle the arena, as lighting strike-like sounds shake the foundation of The Wells Fargo Arena. The music continues to thrash as The Vixen are divided in two groups. As, one group are twirling around with the insanity of the music, while the other group, of The Vixen are thrashing with the music. Their energy has the Coliseum going completely crazy!
Oblivion slowly stands up, with it's arms extended outward, spins around. Oblivion, The Vixen, and The Gathering get to ringside. As IT pops IT's neck, Oblivion holds IT's arms outward. The Vixen rub their hands all over Oblivion's well sculpted abdominal muscles. A couple of girls begin to french kiss. The Gathering continues to slink around, tormenting the crowd, nearby. The ref drops out of the ring, to stop Oblivion from bringing in his trashcan.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell is the referee doing?
Zach Davis: He’s attempting to get Oblvion to leave his trash can full of weapons outside the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Is the ref on shrooms?
As if on cue, Oblivion nails the ref with the trash can, spilling his implements onto the ground.
Shannan Lerch: We’re gonna need a new ref. Preferably a sober one.
Without waiting for a replacement, Gein Spector jumps Oblivion from behind. He begins stomping him, but from behind, Ana Valentine interrupts him. She spins Spector around, and goes to strike him, but Gein blocks it. He then lifts her onto his shoulder, and sets her gently on the other side of a barrier. He yells “Take your seat” before turning back towards Bliv.
Shannan Lerch: Not this crap again.
Zach Davis: Gein has a cod of honor, and he sticks to it. You have to respect that.
Shannan Lerch: There’s no honor in hardcore!
Gein goes for Oblivion, but the monster turns around, and slams one of his weapons against the side of Gein’s head, sending him sprawling to the mat after a metallic crashing sound permeates the arena.
Zach: Was that a god damn toaster!?
Shannan Lerch: A four slot too! Oblivion is out of his damn mind.
Gein slowly rises to his feet, blood dripping from the side of his skull. When he stands up, Oblivion is glaring at him, but Ana has climbed to the top of the barricade behind the monster. Before Oblivion can attack Spector, Valentine jumps off the barricade and lands on Bliv’s back. She slips her small arms around his neck, and locks in a sleeper hold.
Shannan Lerch: Look at the set of balls on her.
Zach Davis: Umm she… never mind.
Shannan Lerch: Damn right never mind.
Bliv reaches back to grab Ana, but Gein lays some boots into his midsection, sending Oblivion to one knee. The monster begins to fade, and a smile creeps across Gein’s face. Ana continues to hold onto the sleeper, as Gein digs around in Bliv’s pile of weapons, shrugs, and grabs the trash can that they came in. He raises it above his head, and Ana drops off of Bliv’s back as the can collides with the monster’s head. He leans a little, but does not fall. Geins goes to hit him again, but Oblivion dives forward, taking Spector to the ground.
Shannan Lerch: These three have brought their A game tonight.
Zach Davis: Of course they did, this is for the hardcore championship. I know a lot of people who consider it almost as important as the world title.
Shannan Lerch: Who? Morons? Shut up.
Bliv punches Gein in the side of the head several times, opening his cut even wider. He stands and turns around, as Gein lays there bleeding. Bliv catches a couple surprise right hands from Ana, and stagger him slightly, but as soon as he regains his bearing, he lifts Ana off of her feet, ad tosses her carelessly over the barricade, and onto a group of fans at ringside.
Shannan Lerch: Good god! Oblivion is trying to kill his opponents, and the sick bastard has a smile on his face!
Oblivion turns back around, and sees Gein attempting to recover. He lifts him to his feet, and slides him under the bottom rope as a second ref comes running down the ramp.
Shannan Lerch: That took long enough.
In the ring, Oblivion whips Gein into the ropes, and on the way back he throws him in the air. Gein comes crashing down on his face, and begins to roll around in agony. Bliv goes to cover him.
Shannan Lerch: It’s going to take more than that to keep Gein Spector down.
Oblivion lifts him up, and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Bliv then backs up, and runs toward him, hitting him with a huge corner splash. Meanwhile, Ana valentine has recovered, and climbs back over the barricade. While Oblivion is busy with Spector, she grabs a chair, and climbs the opposite turnbuckle. Oblvion back up from Gein, and turns around in time to watch Ana come off the top rope, and dropkick the chair into his face. He staggers backwards, and rests against the ropes, causing them to sag under his weight.
Shannan Lerch: Ana Valentine may have made a dent in the armor of Oblivion! Zach, you’ve been quiet.
Zach Davis: You told me to shut up, and you hurt my feelings.
Ana runs at him, but the monster crouches down, and flings her over the top rope, sending Ana crashing hard to the floor below.
Shannan Lerch: Jesus! Ana Valentine may have just been taken out of this match.
Zach Davis: Never count her out though.
Shannan Lerch: Good point… and I’m sorry I hurt your feelings.
Zach Davis: It’s ok, we’ll make it.
While Oblivion is occupied with Ana, Gein turns around, and rip the padding off of the turnbuckle behind him. Oblivion comes barreling towards him, but at the last second Gein moves, sending Bliv sternum first into the unpadded turnbuckle. He staggers backwards, and gets caught by Spector, who hits him with a reverse DDT onto the chair Ana Valentine left in the ring.
Zach Davis: This is the first time Oblivion has been off of his feet this entire match!
Gein goes for the cover.
Spector punches the mat, before rolling outside, and going to the pile of strange weapons once again. He throws a few weapons over the top rope into the ring, including a cheese grater, a pizza cutter, the dented, bloody toaster from earlier, and what looks to be an altered screw driver.
Shannan Lerch: These sick fucks are taking this thing to a whole new level. Is there a rule about stopping hardcore matches?
Zach Davis: Yeah, don’t.
Spector rolls back into the ring, where Bliv has managed to rise to one knee. Gein quickly grabs the screwdriver, and vies on his, ramming the sharp metal end into a patch of exposed skin on Oblivion’s forehead. The crimson faced Spector grinds the edge into his skin, sending a trickle of blood running down his face. Oblivion reels back, and throws Gein off of him. Gein falls to the mat, but backs up against the turnbuckle, and drags himself to his feet quickly. Oblivion runs toward im, and this time Spector can’t move quick enough, and gets hit with a huge boot to the face.
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion just tried to kick Gein’s head clear off his shoulders!
Gein crumbles to the ground, and Oblivion goes for the cover.
Gein manages to kick out at the last second.
Zach Davis: I thought for sure that was the end. Gein Spector has shown a level of mental toughness that we have yet to see out of him. He has impressed me here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: He’ll impress me if he can win.
Oblivion screams out in anger before grabbing the cheese grater next to him and raising it high in the air.
Zach Davis: Is he going to…?
Shannan Lerch: It’s Oblivion, do you even have to ask.
As if on cue, Oblivion lowers the cheese grater, and creates even more holes in Spector’s forehead. Blood streams even harder down the face that is already covered in the red liquid.
Shannan Lerch: The only person not covered in blood is Ana Valentine, and she might be dead!
Zach Davis: This may very well be a match that causes WCF management to look a little harder at the rules for hardcore matches.
Oblivion lifts Gein up, as Ana begins to show signs of life on the outside. Bliv hits Gein with a nasty spine buster before grabbing his legs, and turning him over into a Boston crab. The ref drops down, and asks Gein if he wants to submit, but Spector shakes his head as he screams out in pain. He crawls forward, and eventually grabs the ring rope.
Shannan Lerch: What’s he doing? The ref isn’t gonna break the hold.
Spector uses the bottom rope to gain some leverage, and twist his torso around. Oblivion hold on tight, but Gein grabs his hair, and pulls back. Bliv loses footing, and goes rolling backward. Gein quickly rolls him into a package pinning position.
Fueled by adrenaline, Gein quickly jumps to his feet, and lifts Bliv up as well. He tucks Oblivion’s head under his arm, and grabs the waistband of his pants.
Shannan Lerch: He’s out of his mind! He’s not going to be able to…
Gein uses all of his strength, and manages to lift Oblivion up just enough to hit him with a brainbuster onto the chair.
Zach Davis: Holy Shit!
Gein quickly covers Oblivion.
Oblivion manages to kick out, and Gein collapses next to him from exhaustion.
Shannan Lerch: It looks like that may have been Gein Spector’s last gasp. He’s lost a lot of blood, and this very well may be the end of his night.
Both men lay in the middle of the ring, as Ana Valentine manages to reach up, and grab onto the ring apron. Slowly, she drags herself under the bottom rope.
Zach Davis: Tremendous fortitude being shown by all three competitors in this match.
Ana drags herself over the other two, and drapes her body over Gein’s.
With anger in his eyes, Gein glares at Ana, and lifts her to her feet. He smiles, and turns around just in time for both of them to get hit with a huge double lariat from Oblivion. The monster rises to his knees as the other two lay on the ground, he quickly grabs the cheese grater, and rams it into the untouched forehead of Ana Valentine. Slowly, small rivers of crimson begin to make their way down her face. Once she’s started bleeding, Oblivion lifts her up with a smile. Oblivion kicks Ana in the stomach, and grabs her in a DDT position, but from behind Gein Spector hits him with a chop block. It causes him to complete the DDT on Valentine, but the monster also grabs his knee and screams out in pain. Gein takes advantage, and quickly slips him into a figure four leg lock.
Shannan Lerch: That’s a move commonly used by Oblivion, but Gein Spector has turned it around on him.
Gein wrenches on the hold hard, but Oblivion refuses to tap out. Spector quickly gets frustrated, and stands to his feet. Oblivion lays on the mat, grabbing his ankle as Gein grabs the steel chair. Spector screams for the monster to get up, and slowly he does. Once Bliv is to his knees, Gein reels back and slams the chair into the side of Oblivion’s head. The monsters teeter, but does not fall. Gein glares at him, and brings the chair up before bringing it down on the top of his skull. Th monster leans back, but manages to stay on his knees. Fed up, Geins bounces off the ropes, and hits Oblivion with a running knee to the skull, but sandwiches the chair between his knee, and Oblivion’s skull.
Zach Davis: That’s a modified Midwest Nail! Jesus Christ!
Ana is up, she grabs Gein from behind. However Gein kicks her and hits her with a Double Underhook Crucifix onto the chair he just used!
Shannan Lerch: Auto-Da-Fe!
Gein pins Valentine, hooking the leg!
The bell rings as all three competitors lay on the ring covered in their own blood. The referee slowly brings Gein to his feet, and hands him his title. Spector slowly comes to, and when he realizes what happened, he puts the boots to both of his competitors until they roll out of the ring. Basking in the glow of his moment, amidst a chorus of boos, he raises the hardcore title high above his head.
Zach Davis: What an upset! I don't believe it!
Shannan Lerch: Gein Spector has won gold here in WCF.. wow!
Oblivion rolls out of the ring. He looks up, bloody, glaring at Spector... until the lights go out.
Zach Davis: Huh?
And when the lights come back on, Oblivion has disappeared.
Shannan Lerch: I have a feeling that Gein Spector hasn't seen the last of Oblivion...
Gein demands a microphone from ringside, and neglects to wipe any of the blood off of his face before beginning his speech.
Gein Spector: I’ll bet you liked watching that, didn’t you Waylon? Well we’re not done yet.
The crowd hurls boos at Spector, but he seems to enjoy it as a demented smile crosses his face.
Gein Spector: You wanted answers Waylon!? You wanted the truth? Well here it is: you remember being W3 champion don’t you. You remember dominating the company, you were on top of the world and no one could beat you… though there was one man.
At that moment, a picture of a young wrestler with long, blonde hair comes on the big screen.
Gein Spector: Jonathon St. Pierce; one of W3’s most promising homegrown talents. The fans loved him, the locker room loved him. He was poised to become a huge star. He was even set, to take your title away, wasn’t he, Cash? He worked his way up the ranks, and eventually earned himself a shot at that title you held so dear.
The fans have grown silent at this point, listening to every word.
Gein Spector: Of course, he never got that shot, did he Waylon? You see, just a week before he was scheduled to face Waylon, the great Jonathon St. Pierce was paralyzed from the neck down in a horrific car accident. In the emergency room, he was clinically dead for 2 minutes. It took months before he was even allowed to leave his hospital bed. He’s still paralyzed Waylon. HE still can’t move his arms or legs, and around the time of the accident, a little rumor started, didn’t it Waylon.
At this point, a spotlight shines out into the crowd, to show Waylon standing near one of the lower level exits with a look of pure hatred on his face. The crowd erupts with cheers, but quickly silences themselves as Gein begins to speak.
Gein Spector: The rumor started that you cut his brakes, didn’t it Waylon? The cops even questioned you, but you sure charmed them. You were never brought up on charges, and to this day the legacy of W3, and your title reign are both tarnished beyond recognition! You are a disgusting fraud Waylon. You make me-
Gein is quickly cut off as Waylon begins to sprint through the crowd. Gein dives out of the ring, and starts running up the ramp as Waylon leaps over the barricade and chases after him. They disappear behind the curtain, but the cameras follow them backstage. They run through camera equipment, other wrestlers, and technical crew on their way to the parking lot.
Shannan Lerch: This is quickly going to turn into a street brawl! I wouldn’t be surprised to see Waylon attempt to kill Gein.
Zach Davis: Poor choice of words given the situation Shannan.
In the parking lot, Gein’s car is waiting with the driver’s side door open.
Zach Davis: Gein was planning for this!
Gein jumps in, and locks the door before starting the car up with a growl. Waylon hits the door, and tries to wrench it open. Unsuccessful, Waylon back up, and comes running forward, sending his boot through Spector’s window. Blood begins to stain his jeans as Waylon pull his leg out of the jagged opening. As soon as Waylon is out, Gein slams on the gas, and speeds off into the night. Waylon screams a few choice words as we fade out.
Zach and Shannan are seated at the announce table, previewing the next match-up.
Zach Davis: It's not often that we see teammates duking it out in a street fight, but that's precisely what's about to happen when Trios Cup partners Kira Sakazaki and Chad Evans square off in mere moments!
Shannan Lerch: You said it, Zach. One week ago at Slam, Chad struck up a partnership with Johnny Reb following their great back-and-forth match. Shortly after Kira agreed to be Chad and Johnny's partner for the Trios Cup. That's when things went a bit wonky as Kira challenged Chad Dogg to a street fight at Aftermath! Is Kira loco or just eager to prove himself?
Zach Davis: Probably both, Shannan. Then again we saw Kira battle Reb in a street fight at XIII, and it increased the respect between both men. I expect the same thing to happen between Kira and Chad, that's if they don't kill each other first.
Shannan Lerch: It looks like they've got a head start on that!
The cameras take us backstage, where Chad and Kira have already started brawling. Both men are landing hard punches as stage hands and crew members scatter down the hallway to avoid being caught up in the fray.
Shannan Lerch: Evans and Sakazaki are going at it backstage before this match has even officially begun! There's not even a ref back there!
Zach Davis: I'm being told that Niblets von Goosenberry has been dispatched to the scene.
Shannan Lerch: Niblets von Goosenberry? I've never heard of him.
Zach Davis: Apparently he's some newbie ref that Seth just hired. Great name though, right?
Kira wraps a camera cable around Chad's neck and squeezes it tight while landing repeated knee strikes to the midsection. Chad returns fire with a leg kick, a spinning back kick to the gut and finally a jumping front kick to the face. Kira staggers back as Chad frees his neck from the cable.
Zach Davis: They're not holding anything back so far.
Shannan Lerch: Why would they? Both of these men are fighters. They're warriors, Zach, warriors!
Zach Davis: Kind of like you when you're on the rag?
Shannan Lerch: How dare you, sir? I am a proud Mexican woman!
Chad lifts Kira up for what will surely be a devastating brainbuster onto the floor, but Kira drops onto his feet behind Chad. Kira ducks a back elbow by Chad and then rocks Evans with a Handpalm Punch and a Drilling Dropkick. Chad is sent reeling into a Red Bull vending machine before he tumbles to the ground. Kira slips two crisp dollar bills into the machine and then cracks open a cold can of Red Bull. Kira takes a sip, waits for Chad to stand and spits it into his eyes! Chad drops to his knees while frantically trying to wipe his eyes with his hands.
Chad Evans: Gaaaah! It burns! It burns like acid!
Kira smashes the aluminum can down onto Chad's skull repeatedly, showing him no mercy as he busts Chad open with the pointy metal edges of the can. Chad musters a low blow that stupefies Kira's nutsack and then hits a Step-Up Enzuigiri. Kira is in all kinds of hurt as Chad gets to his feet, finally wiping the last remnants of Red Bull from his eye sockets. Chad hits a double foot stomp to Kira's face and then pummels him with vicious hammer fists. Kira eats at least fifty of the strikes before he grabs a nearby wrench and cracks Chad in the skull with it. Chad's eyes recoil and Kira hits him again, and again, and again. Kira hits Chad twenty times in the head with the wrench!
Chad goes limp on the ground as lard-ass referee Niblets von Goosenberry finally wobbles onto the scene. Niblets observes Chad's bloodied corpse on the ground and his eyes pop out of his head just a bit as he licks his greasy lips. Kira sprawls on top of Chad for the pin. Niblets plops to the ground, shaking the foundation of the Wells Fargo Arena to its core as he does so.
T--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Kira pulls Chad to his feet and Irish whips him into a concrete slab. Chad spins around as he plows into the concrete, absorbing the blow with his back. Chad shimmies forward. Kira leaps into the air and pops him in the head with an Enzuigiri.
Zach Davis: Oh shit, now that's some payback for the Enzuigiri that Chad hit earlier!
Chad concedes the pain in his noggin by dropping to a single knee. Kira backs away, builds a head of steam and positively decimates Chad with a Shining Wizard. Chad flops to the ground and Kira proceeds to climb onto a nearby lighting fixture. Kira poses for the Japanese fans watching at home on TV and then flies off the fixture with an elbow across Chad's throat. Chad flips up to a seated position, like a drowning man gasping for air. As he does this, Kira lands a half-dozen stiff martial arts kicks to Chad's back. Chad rolls onto his knees and stands up, grabbing his back as he does so. Kira jukes and jives with fancy footwork and snaps off quick punches that land flush on Chad's jaw.
Shannan Lerch: Kira is picking Chad apart right now! Chad has to find a way to respond!
It's Kira who does the responding though, as he grabs a hold of Chad and sends him flying through the air with a Judo Hip Toss. Chad crashes through a catering table and food goes flying everywhere. Chad lies in the mess of shattered table with Eggplant Parmesan on his head, looking like a fool. Kira gets a good laugh out of this. The anger wells up inside of Chad. He kips up to his feet, wipes off his head and face and charges at Kira. Chad finds his range with floating, rapidfire kicks to the legs and body as Kira stammers backwards.
Zach Davis: Chad has come back to life! Kira was having his way with the Big Dick Superstar, but now it's Evans on the attack!
Chad smashes the "In Case of Emergency Break Glass" case and snatches the axe from within. Yes, a fucking axe! Chad drives the axe handle into Kira's stomach repeatedly as Kira doubles over in pain. Chad stares at the bladed edge of the axe and briefly considers chopping Kira to bits with it, but he thinks better of that and shakes his head no. Chad tosses the axe aside and grabs holds of Kira. He lifts the Japanese Dynamo into the air and lays him out with the Boudleberry Bounce!
Zach Davis: Boudleberry Bounce by Chad Evans! I thought that move was banned!
Shannan Lerch: This is a street fight, Zach. Anything goes!
Kira looks out of it on the ground. He's breathing only in short, halting breaths and his eyes are propped wide, as if he's seen a ghost.
Shannan Lerch: Kira is not moving. Even Chad looks concerned. That Boudleberry Bounce might have done permanent damage to Kira Sakazaki.
Chad says a quick prayer for his foe/friend and then walks outside for some fresh air, not even bothering to make the pin.
Zach Davis: Chad is showing a lot of class right here. When you hit a man with that kind of maneuver, there's no need to add insult to injury by pinning him in a mess of tapioca pudding.
Shannan Lerch: I don't think that was... tapioca pudding, Zach.
Zach Davis: You mean to tell me that was... Chad's load?
Shannan grimly nods her head. Outside of the arena, Chad Evans looks to be hailing a cab.
Chad Evans: You put up a good fight, kid, but it wasn't enough to take down the Chad Dogg. Oh well... hopefully someday you'll be able to walk again.
On cue, Kira savages Chad from behind with the Gakuran Punch, twirling Chad to the sidewalk with demonic fury. Chad looks up at Kira from the ground.
Chad Evans: What the fuck, man? I thought you were... *coughs* dead.
Chad's body goes flat and Kira makes the pin attempt, right there on the sidewalk, as Niblets von Goosenberry belly-flops into position.
THR--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Chad rolls off of the curb and into the street, where a Philly cab screeches to a halt, barely stopping short of hitting Chad. The cab driver stomps out of the car and begins screaming at Chad. Chad flimflams to his feet and roundhouse kicks the cab driver into the opposite lane, where the cabbie is hit dead-on by a city bus.
Zach Davis: Oh my! That cab driver just bought it!
Shannan Lerch: You don't get in Chad Dogg's face, especially when he's in pain. You see Chad favoring his ribs? You think he wants to be bothered by some loud-mouthed douchebag? Fuck naw, son! Deez nuts!
The passenger in the back of the cab gets out of the car and begins screaming-- yeah, she's a chica, a sexy redhead in fact. Seems like sexy redheads are all the rage lately in WCF. Chad puts the moves on the young fire crotch, calming her by stroking her thigh and then nuzzling her generous bosom. Kira comes flying off the roof of the cab and Chad shoves the woman away from harm before absorbing the full brunt of Kira's Gakuran Kick. The double spinning roundhouse kick clobbers Chad's jaw, possibly shattering it.
Zach Davis: Holy fuck! What a kick by Kira Sakazaki! Did you see the blood gushing from Chad's mouth?
Shannan Lerch: It looked like a waterfall, Zach. That shit was awesome!
Zach and Shannan exchange a high five at the announce table. Kira is attempting to hit the Tricolor Suplex on Chad, but Chad is putting up a mighty fight to block it, despite the fact that blood is still pouring from his mouth. Chad finally coughs up one big loogie of blood and hocks it into the face of a cyclist who happened to be passing by. The cyclist, blinded by the blood, hits a pothole in the road and is sent hurtling into oncoming traffic, namely an eighteen wheeler with a huge Steel Reserve malt liquor logo on it. The cyclist is killed upon impact.
Zach Davis: Oh Christ, we are going to have some lawsuits on our hands after this show.
Chad gives a thumbs up to the driver of the eighteen wheeler because, you know, Steel Reserve is some good shit, and then lands repeated back elbows to Kira's head, finally breaking free from Sakazaki's grip. Chad spikes Kira's head on the hood of the cab with a snapmare driver, temporarily immobilizing him. Chad uses the opportunity to approach the redhead and makes her swoon with some finger action below the belt. Chad then offers to buy the woman a drink, and together they walk over to the Steel Reserve truck. The driver happily obliges them with a couple of forty ounce bottles before driving off down the road, not bothering to scrape the dead body of the cyclist off the grill of his truck. When you transport Steel Reserve for a living, you get used to these kinds of incidents.
Zach Davis: Is it really wise for Chad to be drinking malt liquor during a match?
Shannan Lerch: Do you see the size of the knockers on that redhead, Zach? Shit, I'm straight and even I'm tempted to go down on her.
Zach Davis: Put your headset back on, Shannan. We have a match to call!
Kira walks up behind Chad and taps him on the shoulder. Chad politely excuses himself from the redhead and turns around, smashing the glass bottle of Steel Reserve over Kira's head. Kira... does not flinch! Blood is grotesquely dripping from Kira's skull and forehead as a result of being busted open by the glass, but Kira simply glares at Chad. Chad's eyes are bulging out of their sockets, shocked by what they see. Chad protests to the referee, insisting that Kira must be on drugs, but the referee simply shrugs his fleshy shoulder joints. Kira blasts Chad with a flurry of kicks, targeting various pressure points on Chad's body. Chad squawks in pain as his body spasms in rhythm with the kicks. Kira finally relents, only to maul Chad with a German, Dragon and Tiger Suplex Combination, better known as the Tricolor Suplex! Kira bridges into a pin right there on the street as cars and trucks speed past, blaring their horns. The timid though doughy referee faceplants onto the pavement and makes the count.
THREEEE--NO!!!!! KICK OUT!!!
The redhead's massive cleavage bounces up and down as she excitedly cheers Chad on from the relative security of the sidewalk.
Zach Davis: How the hell did Chad just kick out after being triple suplexed onto the street?!
Shannan Lerch: If his head is as hard as his dick, then I'm not surprised. I guess those two years away from the sport did him good.
Kira takes a moment to compose himself after that infuriatingly disappointing near-fall. He gets to his feet and backs away from Chad before running at him and hitting a vicious soccer kick to the head. Kira dodges out of the way of an oncoming Geo Metro then charges at Chad and hits another sickening soccer kick to the head, followed by a monstrous stomp to the skull. Kira glides onto the hood of the cab and then hops up to the roof. Kira pauses for a moment to headbang.
Zach Davis: Is that Metallica blaring on the radio inside of that cab?
Shannan Lerch: Sounds like "Battery"!
Zach Davis: Fuck yeah!
Zach and Shannan exchange a high five at the announce table while Kira somersaults off of the cab and lands on top of Chad with a Senton bomb. Niblets von Goosenberry trips over his own fat feet and makes the count.
THREeeeeeeeEEEEE--NOOOOO!!!!! KICK OUT!!!
Kira is beside himself with rage. He waits for Chad to get up, lets out a primal yell and winds up with a roaring elbow across Chad's noggin. Chad scatters backwards onto the sidewalk and slams into a chain-link fence outside of the Wells Fargo Arena parking lot. Kira sprints forward a good twenty feet and plasters Chad's cranium with a Yakuza kick. Chad slumps against the fence while blood cruelly oozes from any number of cranial lacerations. Kira motions for Chad to get up, taunting him with a sneer upon his fearsome mug.
Zach Davis: Oh yeah! Kira is feeling it now! He senses that Chad is ready to bite the bullet.
Shannan Lerch: Chad can bite my nipples... and my butt.
Zach Davis: How much of that Steel Reserve did you drink, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: Like... four bottles?
Zach Davis: Damn, woman. Y'all Mexicans is bonkers.
Shannan Lerch: Keep on talking like that and I'll have MS-13 on your ass so quick--
Kira rips a metal sign off of the fence and casts a scowl toward Chad.
Zach Davis: That sign was bolted down! How the hell did Kira rip it off the fence? What brand of Japanese herbs and spices does that man have flowing through his veins?
Shannan Lerch: I don't know but I'd like to get some in my vagina before "The Big Sex" with Chad Dogg.
Kira storms over to Chad, wheels back and SLAMS the sign down into Chad's skull once, twice, thrice, a fourth time, a fifth time, the sign has been bent in half from the impact on Chad's skull and Kira begins stabbing Chad with it, driving it down into Chad's chest as if it were a knife. Kira has lost all sense of composure as spittle runs down his lips and chin. Kira is a man possessed by an unseen Satanic force as he stabs Chad again and again in the chest, the blood teeming from gaping wounds in Chad's upper body. Kira is shaking with rage as he finally tosses the sign/murder weapon aside and lets out a maniacal howl.
Zach Davis: Well, damn. I guess this gritty urban environment has finally made Kira snap.
Shannan Lerch: That's what Philly does to a man. How you think Jay Price got so messed up? You think he was born that way, like Lady Gaga? Hell no. That's from the streets. Streets of Philly do dat.
Kira pulls a barely breathing Chad Evans to his feet and walks him into the parking lot, as the redheaded woman gasps in horror at all that has transpired. Kira pulls Chad by his hair over to a Mercedes, which is parked in a reserved spot.
Zach Davis: Oh shit. No, no, no. That's my brand new Mercedes! I've spent my entire life saving up to buy that car! No, no, no! This is not happening! Security! Security, get down there!
Shannan Lerch: If security didn't stop Kira from stabbing Chad nearly to death, do you think they care about your car, Zach? Hell, do we even have security around here? Seems like they get paid a whole lot of money for--
Kira Judo Hip Tosses Chad through the windshield of the Mercedes, setting off the alarm in the luxury sedan. Chad screeches out in a blood-curdling scream, drowning out the repetitive blaring of the alarm. No wait, that's Zach Davis who's screaming.
Zach Davis: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shannan Lerch: Shit, man, are you trying to make me deaf?
Zach Davis: Oh fuck your ears, those assholes just destroyed my baby!
Chad is covered in shards of windshield glass and bleeding profusely as the referee checks on him. After examining Chad closely and determining that he's still alive and breathing, Niblets gives the Thumbs-Up for the match to continue. Kira pulls Chad out of the car by his leg and attempts a pin on the hood.
THRRRREEEEeeEEE--NOOOOO!!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Kira is shocked! Chad reemerges with a sudden barrage of short punches to Kira's head. Kira rolls away and Chad slides off of the hood to a standing position. Kira cannot believe what he's seeing as Chad, covered in blood from the top of his blond hair to the toes of his wrestling boots, gestures for Kira to COME AT ME BRO.
Zach Davis: This is... this is crazy!
Shannan Lerch: Enough about your car already, you big baby! I'm sure the motherfucker is insured!
Zach Davis: I'm talking about the fact that Chad is still standing, still fighting!
Shannan Lerch: Oh yeah, that's pretty awesome.
Zach and Shannan exchange a high five at the announce table. Kira indulges Chad's wicked little ploy and charges in with clenched fists abounding. They exchange a firefight of punches and then kicks, the shots ricocheting as both men counter and attack, attack and counter. It's like two lesbians bouncing boobs in a seedy porno film, but this is the sheer unrelenting combat of two men who are bleeding profusely and have paved road clogging their lungs. Kira thrusts a kick to the jaw and Chad is rocked. Kira goes for Gakuran Kick redux, but Chad ducks and hits a Capture Suplex!
Zach Davis: Chad Evans hits a big move in the heat of the moment! I can't quite believe it but Chad is still fighting with every fiber of his being!
Shannan Lerch: He's calling for it! Look at Chad! He just said this match is over!
Zach Davis: Chad's going for the Anarchist Uprising, but Kira is fighting it!
Chad is attempting his Spinning, sit-out, crucifix powerbomb... and he hits it on the pavement of the Wells Fargo Arena parking lot! Chad pins.
Zach Davis: Chad Dogg wins it! What an awesome fight between these two teammates!
Shannan Lerch: Wow! Great win for Chad! He was on the verge of defeat at numerous intervals but he kept battling back! Great effort by Kira as well! This was a brutal, bloody match and I fucking LOVED it!
The redhead helps Chad to his feet, who in turns helps Kira to his feet. The three of them exchange pleasantries before Chad walks away with the redhead and Kira meets up with his sister.
Zach Davis: Can you believe this, Shannan? Tonight has been awesome! Awesome I say!
Shannan Lerch: Yea, It’s been pretty cool. Lots of crazy-ass shit going on. Hey look at that girl! She’s got weird titties!
Zach Davis: And how!
"From Out Of Nowhere" by Faith No More plays over the loudspeakers as the curtain parts... and out comes Kid Phantasm. He slaps a few audience members' hands on his way through the arena, then slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Kid Phantasm takes a quick look around the crowd... and then anxiously and nervously awaits his opponent.
Zach Davis: Kid Phantasm looks like a million bucks! Totally in his element here tonight!
Shannan Lerch: He sure has garnered a helluva following here in the WCF. And I know more than a few people that hope he pulls off the win here tonight...
Suddenly, hundreds of balloons begin to drift down into the ring as “GreasePaint and Monkey Brains” by White Zombie squawks through the speaker-system. 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.
Shannan Lerch: Oh my! He always gets me! Creepy/sexy-ass clown!
Zach Davis: And he’s as cracked-out as ever! Looks like Zip Wingdinger is ready to get this match underway!
Kid and Switches lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up, Switches to an armbar... Phantasm rolls, reversal... Switches backflips, gouges Kid in the eye, reverses the armbar. After a few moments, Kid rolls through while tripping Switches. Both men back to a vertical base. Tie-up again, Switches quickly smashes the Kid with a headbutt. A second headbutt... a third is ducked, then countered with a knee lift to the guts. Kid hits Switches with an elbow smash to the side of the head, then a swinging neckbreaker.
Zach Davis: Who would've thought we'd get any actual wrestling out of this match?
Shannan Lerch: Hey, look - I think I see Logan in the crowd! Hi Logan!
Kid picks up Switches, whips him to corner; Switches baseball slides, catching himself before impact, then stands and charges the Phantasm instead. Switches hits Kid in the corner with a backflip flash-kick; Kid hangs onto the ropes to stay up. Switches begins punching Kid in the corner - at four, Kid socks him in the gut, finishes with ten. He whips Switches into the ropes, follows him in with a huge diving clothesline to the floor... and looks to the crowd, who are going crazy. He looks to Switches... and grabs him, snap suplexing him off of the ramp and into the crowd, knocking people everywhere. Logan is noticeable in the crowd - he is eating a hotdog. When the camera finds him, he gives a hearty thumbs-up. Switches tosses chairs everywhere while getting up to his feet. Kid tosses a chair into his face, following it with a dropkick. Kid lands hard on his elbow.
Zach Davis: Wowie Wow! These two are tearing each other apart!
Shannan Lerch: Did you see Logan eating that hotdog! Classic!
Both men stand. Switches powers a disgusting super-kick into Kid’s face!
Zach Davis: Gah! That looked like it KO’d the Kid!
Zip Wingdinger slides face first into frame to make the count!
Zach Davis: I thought that was gonna be it! Not enough though!
Switches drags Kid to top of steps. He looks like he wants to toss the Kid down! Crowd goes wild. Kid counters with a head-scissor! He grabs a folding chair, swipes Switches across the jaw with it... stomps it into the Clown's face, then gives a running splash onto chair and concrete and Clown.
Zach Davis: Kid makes the pin!
Zip Wingdinger belly-flops down to count it.
Shannan Lerch: So damned close, Zachy!
Kid wrestles with Switches for position... elbow smash to back of Switches' head! Kid decimates Switches with a German Suplex! Phantasm holds on for the pin and Zip Wingdinger belly-flops down onto the entrance ramp to count the pin!
Kid sets up a chair opened up, facing away from backstage.... he turns to find Switches charging him. Switches nails Kid with a fast reverse bulldog onto back of chair! Switches picks the Kid up and launches him through the curtain, rolling into the backstage area. Switches charges, then launches into the Gigglebox! Knocking Kid P into large equipment containers! The bystanders explode into a vicious mob, then suddenly scattering into all directions. Switches pulls up with the pin on Kid Phantasm! Zip Wingdinger is on the clock!
Kid Phantasm kicks Switches off of him, sending the clown backward into an overburdened hot dog cart. Kid P charges and whips himself around to sling Switches backward onto the hot-dog cart with a lightning-quick geman suplex!
Zach Davis: They just destroyed that hot-dog cart! Hot dogs are everywhere!
Kid and Switches look at them rolling away. They nod in a shared understanding. Shit just got real, brah. Impromptu hot-dog eating contest! Switches and Kid P begin greedily jamming the loose hotdogs into their mouths. Zip Wingdinger makes special care to account for each full consumed tube-steak.
Zach Davis: Am I seeing this right!? Are they seriously having a hot-dog eating contest in the middle of this fight!?
Shannan Lerch: -And that hot-dog cart was left out from last week! Those are week-old brats! Disgusting!
Zip Wingdinger: That 38 to 38 guys! Tied up! Let’s keep it clean!
Switches and Kid P are having a hard time digesting all that week-old hot-dog meat.
Zach Davis: Oh no! Looks like the realization is starting to set in!
The cameraman follows both men as they scramble to their feet and sprint down the hall and into a men's room. The cameraman pushes his way into the door to catch both men violently vomiting into the pee trough. Switches sneaks in a pretty weak punch to Kid’s ribs before giving into another wave of intense vomiting. Kid notices that the camera has followed them in and he snaps himself upright. -Fighting through the spoiled meat bubbling in his stomach. Kid grabs Switches by the neck and slings him through a closed stall-door. Switches lands face-first into a young boy's lap. The pants-less, shitting child screams.
Child: Nooo! Perverts, mommy! Pedophiles! Help!
Zach Davis: Oh for Christ-sake! Someone tell the booth to blur out that child’s genitals!
Shannan Lerch: Oh, we’re getting sued! Big-Time!
Kid and Switches run from the bathroom quickly. Zip Wingdinger tries to direct them back to the ring, but he is thoroughly ignored.
Whilst sprinting down the hall, Switches manages to trip Kid Phantasm and quickly tosses him onto a large rolling container. Switches then jumps on top of it as well. They jostle for position as the large tube-thing begins rolling down the hallway. They scrap from a crawling position. They’re up on their feet like a couple of circus-bears, just lambasting each other with overhand punches. The bizarre scene rolls past Jay Price, who’s on a cell-phone arguing with someone.
Jay Price: I don't care... look, I told you I don't care who you've got to poach them from. You get me a real goddamn assistant or I'm firing your company. This ain't 2009, buddy!
Jay Price hangs up, looks up to see Switches and Kid kung-fu fighting past him and down the hall.
Jay Price: Kick his ass Greenie!
Price’s phone rings. Zip Wingdinger races past, trying his damnedest to keep up with this supremely strange match.
Jay Price: Fuck.
Kid Phantasm has Switches in a head-lock, yet both of them are managing to keep up with the rolling monstrosity.
The camera-crew manages to catch a crowd of people fleeing past Blake Updegraff IV and Benjamin Atreyu. Next to them stands a red-haired gentleman holding two cups of hot coffee. The crowd pushes into all of them causing Blake Updegraff IV to be drenched by the scalding hot coffee. He squeals in agony.
Blake Updegraff IV: Oh my god! Did you see that? Who says class warfare isn't coming!?
He shouts at the fleeing mob.
Blake Updegraff IV: You cretins! You almost ruined my eight hundred dollar loafers with this idiot's coffee!
Zip Wingdinger sprints past, knocking the second cup of coffee directly into Blake’s face.
Zip Wingdinger: Sorry!
The oversized tube rolls right along a curved hall. Switches reverses the headlock and wriggles Kid Phantasm into a one-armed chicken-wing. They careen toward two troubled young men who can't seem to get a vending machine to work.
Markus Jayson: It said A-4. There's A and there's 4. But there's no A4! This is wack! Wickity Wack! I want some Sunchips, damnit!
Kelvin Staylor: Maybe you should draw a 4 on the A and then press it?
Markus Jayson: Look out, Kelvin!
Markus dives and saves Kelvin from a gruesome death. The tube shambles past them as Kid Phantasm yanks himself free from the hold. Phantasm goes to punch just as the clown points ahead with a look of pure fear in his eyes!
Switches: Cheese it!
But it’s too late. They crash through a formidable brick wall. The impact is brutal, shaking the entire steel and concrete structure. It sends a wall of dust down the hall.
Zach Davis: They just crashed through that wall! They’ve got to be dead, Shannan!
Shannan Lerch: I can guarantee that they’re dead! Did you see that!? They’re super-dead!
The 8th Wonder rush over to the crash site. They begin furiously digging through the rubble.
Kelvin: Dig harder, Markus!
A single gloved hand reaches out from the pile of rock.
Zach Davis: That’s Switches! Switches is up!
Switches pulls himself up right and begins digging through the crash-site desperately.
Switches: Kid P! Where are ya! Do you guys see him!?
Kelvin: No I can’t find him!
Markus: I got him! He’s here!
Switches makes his way over to Markus.
Switches: Good god! Get him out of there!
The 8th Wonder and Switches feverishly dig through the rock until Kid Phantasm is lifted out.
Switches: You alright, Phantasm!? Can you hear me!?
Phantasm, covered in blood and dust, manages a bewildered nod.
Kid P (Megatron voice): I...still...function...
Switches emits a sigh of relief, before sucker punching Kid P in the balls!
Zach Davis: Ooof! That was just dirty!
Shannan Lerch: I know if I ever got punched in the lady-balls that hard, I’d probably be pissing blood for a month!
Zach Davis: Lady-balls?
Switches slings Kid Phantasm out of the destroyed brick-wall and down the hallway. The clown plants a super-kick right into Phantasm’s grill, sending him backward into the malfunctioning vending machine.
Zach Davis: They just busted the glass out of that machine!
Shannan Lerch: Free Twizzlers! Let me at’em!
Kid Phantasm manages to pick himself up and out of the candy-laden carnage. He charges Switches and waylays him with a barrage of uppercuts. The 8th Wonder rush over to the destroyed vending machine and thoroughly raid it of its goodies.
Markus: Thanks, Mr. Clown! Hey! Back off my Sunchips, ya douche!
Markus shoves Kelvin back indignantly.
Zach Davis: Looks like Switches and Kid Phantasm are fighting their way out to the parking lot!
Shannan Lerch: I hope they don’t mess with my pink Beetle! If they did, I’d probably be pissing blood for a month!
Zach Davis: This match is- wait, what?
Zip Wingdinger follows them out the emergency-exit. Kid Phantasm is plastering Switches with strikes. He whips the clown head-first into the grill of a black limousine. Blood begins to ripple out of Switches’ face. Kid P steps over Switches and just lays into him with punches. The clown’s nose is folded over, obviously broken in several places.
Zach Davis: This is getting bad. Wingdinger needs to stop this.
Shannan Lerch: Aw, Zip’s a huge doucher. He’ll probably let this thing go until someone gets killed!
Switches manages to fire an outstretched finger into Phantasm’s eye, narrowly escaping the punishment. Switches is crying and humiliated.
Zach Davis: Damn, Switches is bottoming out.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, I can’t say that I’ve seen him quite like this. He needs to see a therapist, for reals.
Switches turns and begins walking through the jam-packed parking lot. He sees the Switchey-Mobile and starts toward it. He's a blubbering mess, screaming through hard tears.
Switches: That's it, Kiddo! Fuck it! You know what I've gonna do! I've got no choice now! This is your fault!
Kid P: NO!
Kid P runs down Switches and fights to keep Switches out of the van by lashing out a flurry of punches and kicks.
Zach Davis: What did Switches mean by all that? What’s in the van?
Switches headbutts Phantasm and shoves him onto the hood of the van. Switches goes to climb into the Switchey-Mobile, but Phantasm yanks him up onto the hood. Phantasm DDT’s him down into the thin metal, severely denting the hood! Switches kicks Phantasm backward and lunges at him, shoving him onto the roof of the van.
Zach Davis: That’s gonna seriously impact the resale value of that Custom ’85 Rape-Van!
Phantasm and Switches muscle for position atop the Switchey-Mobile. Zip Wingdinger is trying to climb his fat-ass up the hood of the van, but simply can’t figure it out.
Zach Davis: Phantasm’s got Switchey up! It’s the Ice Cap! Here it comes!
Kid P viciously slams Switches down with the modified fisherman’s suplex/brainbuster! Switches crashes through the roof of the van.
Shannan Lerch: He slammed him through the roof of the Switchey-Mobile! That move was sick!
Kid Phantasm jumps to his feet with a horrified look on his face.
Kid P: What have I done!? Switches! Don’t do it! No! This is unacceptable, man! You can't...
Switches is crying and scream-laughing from inside the back of the van.
Kid P: SWITCHES, DON'T! YOU ARE NOT EXPENDABLE, CLOWN RAMBO! Get the fuck back, Zip! Get back!
Phantasm leaps off the van and sprints past Wingdinger. Kid P yanks Zip along as they haul ass away from the Switchey-Mobile.
Zach Davis: What the hell is happening!?
The Switchey-Mobile explodes in an ungodly fireball. Kid Phantasm and Zip Wingdinger are shoved to the asphalt by the shockwave of the bomb detonation. They look back with soot marred faces as the van blazes within the packed parking lot. The flames lick into the sky like a godless beast.
Shannan Lerch: Oh god no! What!? It exploded!? Did he kill himself!?
Zip Wingdinger turns to Kid Phantasm and shrugs, looking fully bewildered. Kid Phantasm has tears running down his face...the referee clutches Kid Phantasm’s wrist and thrusts it into the sky.
Zach Davis: Is that it!? Are you kidding me!?
Shannan Lerch: Is Switches dead!? Did he died!?
Zach Davis: All I know is… we have a new WCF People’s Champion. Someone has finally beaten Switches, and that somebody is Kid Phantasm.
In the distance there are the sounds of fire trucks. The siren of an ambulance blares out.
Zach Davis: What an Aftermath it has been so far....
Zach Davis: We're back from a commercial for The Avengers, and both Kendrik Masters and Famine of the Vile are in the ring now.
Famine and Kendrik are standing nose to nose in the center of the center. The two men exchange a few words before the ref pushes them apart the signals for the bell. Famine quickly nails a clothesline taking Kendrik down to the mat. Famine then grabs Kendrik by the head and goes to lift him up but is punched in the gut causing him to double over. Kendrik then bounces off the rope and hits a running knee lift knocking Famine down to the mat. Kendrik then grabs Famine and attempts to drop him with a powerbomb but Famine counters and drops Masters with a DDT!
Shannan Lerch: Kendrik Masters announced earlier tonight that he was leaving WCF... defeating Famine would be a great way to go out.
Zach Davis: Yeah, seriously. For all of our sake's.
Famine then slides to the outside and taunts Kendrik by pointing and shaking his finger. Kendrik walks over to the ropes and looks like he's going to make his way out but Famine grabs his right leg and drops him to the mat. He then slides back in the ring and starts to stomp away on Masters. Famine then lifts Masters to his feet and starts punching him with lefts and rights before Kendrik grabs hold of Famine's right arm and whips Famine across the ring into the far corner and follows him in hitting a huge splash. Kendrik steps back and Famine collapses to the mat. Kendrik then goes the pick Famine up but Famine rakes his eyes. Kendrik grabs his face and stumbles back as Famine climbs back to his feet. Famine then bounces off the ropes and nails Kendrik with a body slicing spear. Kendrik is on the mat as Famine stands over him for a moment before stomping away at his face! After a couple of stomps, Famine then goes for the pin
Shannan Lerch: Could this be the end of Kendrik's career?
Zach Davis: No! Masters lives!
Famine quickly gets to his feet and kicks Kendrik in the gut then picks him up again. He then whips Kendrik into the ropes and nails a hard spinebuster. Famine gets to his feet and plays to the crowd a little as they boo him in unison before grabbing Kendrik and lifting him up. Famine grabs him by the arm and goes to whip him across the ring but it’s reversed and he is sent chest first into the turnbuckle. As Famine stumbles backwards out of the corner Kendrik grabs him by the head and hits a reverse DDT. Kendrik gets back to his feet and grabs Famine by the leg and starts kicking away at his knee. Famine actually starts to laugh as Kendrik continues to kick away.
Shannan Lerch: Famine is a maniac.
Zach Davis: Yes, but he's a maniac getting his ass kicked by Kendrik Masters!
He then stops and grabs Famine’s other leg and catapults Famine face first into the corner. Kendrik then picks Famine up by the head and lifts him up into a stalling suplex but Famine hits a knee to Kendrik's forehead, causing him to release Famine. Famine quickly takes advantage and drops Kendrik with a double arm DDT. He then gets to his feet and looks down at Kendrik. Famine doesn't go for the attack or even make an attempt to pick Masters up. He just stands there laughing
Shannan Lerch: What is going on?
Zach Davis: Beats me...
Kendrik finally gets back to his feet and goes to hit Famine with a hard right but Famine ducks and Kendrik hits the ref instead.
Shannan Lerch: Uh oh. Ref bump.
Zach Davis: Never good..
Famine grabs Kendrik from behind and drops him hard with a German Suplex that rocks the ring. Both Kendrik and the ref are down. Famine immediately goes to the outside and heads under the ring to look for something.
Shannan Lerch: Why does Famine have to cheat!? This guy has been a pain in the ass since his suspension, and now he can't even win his return match clean.
Zach Davis: I wonder how the Angels of Death feel about this...
Famine then comes back in with the chair and waits patiently for Kendrik to get back up. Kendrik stumbles around a bit, shaking the cobwebs off when the cold metal of the chair meets his head.
Kendrik drops like a sack of bricks and the crowd can see the blood start pouring from his head. Famine then whacks him a couple of times more before tossing the chair outside so the ref doesn't see it.
Shannan Lerch: This is bullshit. Kendrik Masters is getting screwed in his final match here.
Zach Davis: Yeah, why don't you tell your brother to do something about it!
Famine walks over to the ref who's starting to come around and lifts him to his feet. He points over to Kendrik who is out and advises him to come over for the count. Famine then drops down and covers Kendrik as the ref makes the slow count....1.......2.....NO!
Shannan Lerch: NO! KENDRIK MASTERS LIVES!
Zach Davis: I can't believe you're cheering for him. Everybody hates Famine!
The look on Famine's face is one of disbelief. He yells at the ref to count faster but the ref warns him to calm down. Famine then turns around and out of nowhere, Kendrik kicks Famine in the gut and drops him with a spine crunching jackknife powerbomb!
Shannan Lerch: YEAH! THIS IS IT!
Zach Davis: PIN HIM!
The ref begins to count.
Shannan Lerch: DAMNIT!
Famine kicks out. Kendrik, still bleeding from his head, lifts Famine to his feet and starts to walk over to the corner. He gets a couple of shots in before sitting Famine on the top turnbuckle. Kendrik then signals for the Irresistable Force. He climbs up and prepares Famine for the finisher but Famine gets a couple of shots to the gut of Kendrik causing him to stop dead in his tracks. Famine then manages to grab hold of Kendrik and lifts him up into the Angels Wings move.
Shannan Lerch: Holy shit this is going to be hard to watch!
Zach Davis: Good lord, this could kill Masters!
BOOM!! Famine drops Kendrik with the Angels Wings maneuver off the top turnbuckle. The crowd stands up and the holy shit chants begin as Famine rolls Kendrik over for the pin.
Shannan Lerch: That's it. Famine has defeated Kendrik Masters in Masters' final match here in WCF.
Famine stands up, grinning ear to ear.
Kyle Steel: And your winner-
Famine snatches the mic from Kyle.
Famine of the Vile: Sarah Twilight? Jonny Fly? I'm coming for you two next!
Famine drops the mic and heads to the back.
Zach Davis: Strong words towards the two contenders.
Oblivion and Night Rider enter the ring. They help Kendrik Masters to his feet, and a loud "KEN-DRIK MAS-TERS!" chant rings throughout the arena.
Shannan Lerch: The crowd is gonna miss him, Zach!
Oblivion and Rider lift Kendrik up on their shoulders as the crowd cheers and we go to ANOTHER commercial for The Avengers.
Shannan Lerch: This next match promises to be one exciting matchup!
Zach Davis: Benjamin Atreyu has been on fire lately, but Nathan von Liebert hasn’t lost a match in almost TWO MONTHS!
"Ecstasy of Gold" by Ennio Morricone plays on the sound system. The intricate melodies sweeping over the arena. Benjamin Atreyu pushes pass the curtains, Blake Updegraff IV following right behind him, stepping out onto the entrance ramp. Blake Updegraff points at Benjamin, presenting him to the booing crowd.
Kyle Steel: Accompanied to the ring by the C.E.O. of "Future Gods Incorporated" Blake Updegraff IV, weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds, self-proclaimed "God Given Greatness" Benjamin Atreyu!
He slides into the ring as his manager walks up the stairs taunting the crowd. Benjamin Atreyu jumps to his feet as Blake Updegraff slips in between the top and middle rope. He walks to the center of the ring, his manager raising his fist in the air, as if announcing his victory was assured before the match even began. The crowd erupts in boos he steps back into his corner and his manager slips back out of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: It’s been an interesting series of events lately with Atreyu. He won a TV Title contendership match, then won the United States Title, and now stands in the ring with a chance to claim his second singles title in as many weeks.
Zach Davis: Seth will just make him vacate one of the belts if he wins anyway.
The camera pans to the titantron, where an oak door comes into view. A thump is heard, and the door shakes on its hinges. Several more thumps occur, until the blade of an ax busts through the door. Smoke begins to form on the stage, as a dark figure steps out. Suddenly a woman voice yells out from the speaker.
"No, go away!
Leave me alone!"
Smoke billows down the aisle as the man walks down it to the ring, his identity shrouded in the smog. Meanwhile, on the titantron, the ax makes a large hole in the wood, and a hand reaches in for the door knob, the fingernails painted black. Again the frightened voice rings out as the mystery man slides into the ring.
"Don't you come in here!
I don't want you here.!"
The mystery man watches the titantron now, as the door opens, and the same man standing in the ring, steps into the house. A lightning bolt cracks behind him, equal in volume to the string of fireworks that fire up on the ramp. The man on the titantron rubs his thumb on the door, leaving a bloody smear on the polished oak. He lifts the ax with both hands, as the voice pleads.
"No, No, No, NO!!
The scream is cut off as the man swings the ax. Blood appears to splatter across the tron, and then the name "Nathan von Liebert" is written with a finger painted black. Nathan, who is in the ring, falls on his knees, never taking his eyes off the 'tron until it goes black. He then scans the members of the crowd that he could without contorting his torso, as he's announced.
Shannan Lerch: There’s the champ, but he’s facing possibly his stiffest competition yet.
Zach Davis: Like I said, this man hasn’t lost a match in months. He’s more than prepared for Atreyu.
The referee takes Television Title belt from NvL and shows it to the crowd before handing it off to the time-keeper.
The bell rings and this match is underway.
Zach Davis: There’s a bit of a size difference between these two, with Atreyu being the larger of the competitors. We’ll see if he’s able to utilize that mismatch.
Despite the gap in size, NvL shows that he is not intimidated by the larger Atreyu as the two lock up evenly in the middle of the ring. Atreyu effortlessly pushes NvL back on his heels and back into the ropes, before...
Shannan Lerch: Ouch! Reverse knife edge chop from Atreyu to the chest of NvL.
Zach Davis: What power exerted by Atreyu!
Atreyu brings NvL back to a standing position and whips him into the ropes. As NvL rebounds, Atreyu plants his feet and lunges forward with a huge lariat, but NvL ducks and continues his momentum as he springboards off of the opposite ropes, nailing Atreyu with a huge springboard Moonsault!
Zach Davis: Springboard moonsault by Nathan! What a counter!
Shannan Lerch: Nathan von Liebert with the cover!
Benjamin Atreyu gets his shoulder up after a two count.
Zach Davis: It's definitely a little too early to end this one.
Shannan Lerch: This match has only begun. Both men have something to prove here. Atreyu is obviously trying to prove himself to the world by defeating NvL. Meanwhile, NvL is trying to prove to the world that he’s deserving of a chance for an ever large prize than the title he currently holds.
As both men rise back to their feet, Atreyu charges NvL but is quickly sent back down to the mat with an arm drag takedown.
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu quickly meets the mat again.
Zach Davis: Nathan definitely seems to have his head in the match.
Atreyu again hops back to his feet, but is again quickly met with NvL's offensive arsenal as he dropkicks Atreyu at the knee, knocking Atreyu's leg out from under him, and leaving the United States Champion standing on one knee in the ring. NvL quickly leaps into the air with a hurricanrana but Atreyu catches NvL and...
Shannan Lerch: POWERBOMB!! HUGE POWERBOMB FROM ATREYU!!
Zach Davis: It doesn't look like he's done either!
Atreyu holds on to NvL as he regains his balance, then lifts him back into the air again and nails him with another powerbomb...
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu letting out a LOT of aggression right now.
Zach Davis: Atreyu with 4 HUGE powerbombs in a row to Nathan von Liebert!
NvL cringes on the mat, holding his back before Atreyu drops an elbow to NvL's temple...
Zach Davis: Ouch!
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu landed that elbow right into NvL's temple!
In an attempt to maintain control and slow down the match, Atreyu locks his arms around NvL's neck and applies a sleeper hold...
Zach Davis: Atreyu now trying to wear NvL down with a sleeper hold.
NvL raises his fist in the air as Atreyu grunts and tightens his hold around his neck...
Zach Davis: This is going to take a lot out of NvL if Atreyu has this lock on for much longer.
The ref grabs NvL's wrist and lifts it into the air and it drops to the mat...
Zach Davis: Nathan’s arm fell to the mat! He may be out!
Shannan Lerch: Two more and he's done!
Again, the referee lifts NvL's wrist into the air and it drops to the mat..
Zach Davis: That's twice!
And now for the third time, the ref lifts NvL's wrist into the air and... NvL thrusts his fist into the air!
Crowd: NVL! NVL!
Shannan Lerch: NATHAN VON LIEBERT IS STILL ALIVE!
NvL puts a panicked look on Atreyu' face as he begins to squirm to his feet. Atreyu keeps his arms locked around NvL's throat...
Zach Davis: NvL is getting back to his feet! The champ is overpowering Atreyu!
Shannan Lerch I don't believe it! Look at the heart this man is showing right now.
NvL is now into a standing position. But just as he gets back to his feet, Atreyu lifts NvL into the air by his neck in the sleeper hold position, and then...
Zach Davis: SLEEPERBOMB BY ATREYU!! ATREYU STILL HAS THE SLEEPER LOCKED ON!!
Shannan Lerch: This is a terrible position for NvL to be in. Atreyu let NvL get back to his feet, knowing he was just going to slam him back down to the mat. Great gamesmanship by the United States Champion.
Zach Davis: He let him use up all his adrenaline and energy trying to power out of the move, then he crushed him as he sent him back to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: Again, the referee is going to check on NvL.
Like deja vu, the ref grabs NvL's wrist and lifts it into the air and it drops to the mat...
Zach Davis: Here we go again!
Shannan Lerch: Two more and he's done!
Again, the referee lifts NvL's wrist into the air and... it drops to the mat...
Zach Davis: One more and it's over!
Shannan Lerch: Unbelievable! Atreyu may have done more than proved himself to everyone and anyone if he takes NvL out this early.
And finally for the third time, the ref lifts NvL's wrist into the air and... NvL's hand falls for a third time...
Crowd: ENORMOUS BOOS!
Zach Davis: OH MY!!! NVL IS OUT!!! THAT'S THREE!!! THIS ONE IS OVER!!!
Shannan Lerch: I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!!! ATREYU TOTALLY CONTROLLED THIS MATCH!!
But right before Atreyu releases the hold and they sound for the bell, the ref shakes his head as he points to...
NvL's foot on the rope...
Crowd: MASSIVE CHEERS!
Zach Davis: NO!! NvL's foot was on the ropes! THE MATCH CONTINUES!
Shannan Lerch: I don't believe it!
The ref forces Atreyu to break the sleeper hold as NvL begins to pull himself back to his feet, using the ropes for assistance...
Shannan Lerch: You can still see the damage has been done by Atreyu.
Atreyu grabs a hold of NvL and whips him into the corner. Atreyu springs towards the corner at the dazed NvL and nails him with a huge Avalanche!
Zach Davis: How much more abuse can Nathan von Liebert take from Atreyu!
Like a bad dream, Atreyu again whips NvL, now into the opposite corner before sizing him up, and rushing again with another big Avalanche...
Zach Davis: Another big Avalanche from Atreyu!
Atreyu grabs Nathan with a waist lock and…
Zach Davis: HIGH ANGLE GERMAN RELEASE SUPLEX!!!
Atreyu immediately follows with a cover.
Nathan von Liebert kicks out.
Zach Davis: UNBELIEVABLE!! NVL STILL HAS SOME FIGHT LEFT IN HIM!
Atreyu seems a bit frustrated as he pulls NvL back to his feet once again and tosses him into a standing head scissors and hoists him into the air. Just as Atreyu is about to powerbomb NvL through the ring, NvL counters with a Hurricanrana...
Zach Davis: COUNTER!! ANOTHER HURRICANRANA BY NVL!!!
Shannan Lerch: It shouldn’t as surprising as it is. NvL has proven time and time again that no one should ever count him out!
NvL quickly leaps up to the top rope and leaps off at a standing Atreyu with a Frog Splash but...
Zach Davis: FROG SPLASH!! NO!!
Shannan Lerch: ATREYU CATCHES NVL AROUND THE WAIST IN MID AIR!
Zach Davis: This just has to be frustrating for Nathan.
Atreyu shows his impressive power again as he tosses NvL over his head with a Release German Suplex...
Shannan Lerch: Another Release Germa... NO!!
NvL lands on his feet and charges off the ropes before leveling a stunned Atreyu with a HUGE Flying Clothesline…
Zach Davis: YES! FLYING CLOTHESLINE FROM NVL!
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu is down! What a counter by NvL! What agility NvL shows as he lands on his feet coming out of that HUGE Release German Suplex from Atreyu.
NvL brings Atreyu back to his feet and lands a few quick hard right hands before sending Atreyu back to the canvas with a Snap Suplex...
Zach Davis: NvL seems to have control now as he puts Atreyu on his back again. This is not where Atreyu wants to be.
Shannan Lerch: On his back? Being on your back is a lot of fun Zach.
NvL drops a quick leg to Atreyu' throat before bringing him back to his feet. Atreyu quickly punches NvL in the face. NvL stumbles back and Atreyu grabs him and lifts him onto his shoulders.
Shannan Lerch: HE’S GOING FOR THE REQUIEM IN D MINOR!!
Quickly NvL slips out and lands on his feet. He locks up a surprised Atreyu and gives him a fisherman suplex, then rolls through and gives him another, followed up by a different type of suplex….
Zach Davis: STRAIGHT JACKET DROP!
NvL covers Atreyu.
NvL rolls off of him and lies on the mat gasping for breath.
BF: Nathan von Liebert does it! He’s retained once again!
The referee lays the belt down across NvL's chest. NvL stands up with the belt and holds it high in the air as Atreyu rolls out of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: What a hard fought battle. A tough win, but yet another one for Nathan von Liebert. What a match that was!
Zach Davis: It's true. Atreyu put up a great fight. I'll give him all the credit in the world. On this night though... Nathan von Liebert was the better man.
Zach Davis: The Mulisha has fallen apart in WCF. All members have pretty much broken ties. Tonight, all the in-group fighting comes to an end as we see Nic Daniels take on Eric Price!
Shannan Lerch: Then Tek takes on STJ. Right now though, let's get to the match.
"Long Horn" by Jim Johnson hits the PA as gold lights start flashing. As soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight shines on him. He makes his way to the ring at a jovial pace, as he goes to each side of the audience and slaps hands with them. He steps in the ring using the steps and walks into the ring as he stands in the center of it looking around at the audience. He points to the audience as he walks to a corner in the ring and smiles at them.
Zach Davis: Look at that rich son of a bitch. Why is he even doing this? I’m sure he’s got money to burn.
Shannan Lerch: Some men just like to fight. Price may be rich but he’ll fight you as well.
Zach Davis: Oh, snap... I should prolly shut up then.
Shannan Lerch: That'd be swell, Zach.
The lights shut off and "My Name" by Eminem FT Xzibit blasts through the speakers and green smoke fills the entrance ramp as red and blue lights flash throughout the crowd. Nic Daniels walks out with the lovely Gina Caldwell as they both walk through the smoke then look into the crowd for their reaction. Nic then looks at Gina and nods as they head down to the ring. As Nic poses in the ring, Gina Caldwell claps at ringside. The good feelings of the moment quickly end as Nic and Eric stare each other down.
Zach Davis: Nic Daniels versus Eric Price. Battle number one for the Mulisha members. Who's going to win?
Shannan Lerch: Both men are pretty much equal in height, weight and ability. Top that all off with the fact that they know each other so well. This one could go either way.
Eric and Nic lock up in the middle of the ring and jockey for position as they push each other around the ring before Nic puts Eric in a side headlock. Eric shoots Nic off his hip and into the ropes, Nic comes back as Eric lies down then leapfrogs over. Nic comes back again into an arm drag and then another.
Zach Davis: Third arm drag attempt, blocked by Nic Daniels...
Shannan Lerch: Countered into a Russian legsweep.
Nic hits the ropes again, goes for a Lionsault but Eric rolls out of the way and Nic catches himself, landing on his feet. Nic goes after Eric and lifts him up for a spinebuster but Eric floats over and counters into an Olympic slam before stomping away at Nic until he rolls out of the ring.
Eric follows Nic to the outside as the men begin trading lefts and rights. Nic tries to bounce Eric's head off the apron but it's blocked. Nic hits more punches then tries it again.
Zach Davis: And Eric Price gets his head rattled from getting his face driven into the apron!
The ref starts counting.
Eric whips Nic into the barricade and takes to the ring.
Shannan Lerch: The ref count isn’t broken.
Eric leaps off the apron with a double axe handle but Nic side steps and Eric eats the barricade.
Nic picks Eric up and drives him into the ring post before hitting a belly to belly suplex.
Zach Davis: As you can see, no love lost here.
Nic Daniels rolls in the ring and breaks the count before quickly rolling back out to continue the assault on Eric Price. Eric gets up as Nic comes towards him but is stopped with a kick to the gut and an overhand right.
Shannan Lerch: European uppercut after European uppercut by Eric Price to Nic Daniels.
Zach Davis: He sets him up- snap suplex!
1... 2... 3...
Nic Daniels holds his back as he rolls over and gets to his feet. Eric runs at him with a clothesline but it's ducked and Eric gets turned around. Nic picks Eric up for an atomic drop but just ends up tossing him forward and Eric lands on his head.
4... 5... 6...
Nic Daniels slides in the ring again as Eric slowly makes it to his feet and gets back in the ring. Nic is right there ready to greet him as he pushes Eric into the corner and starts laying in right hands.
Shannan Lerch: Right after right, finally it's blocked by Eric Price who turns the tables on Nic Daniels and tosses him into the corner and starts with the mounted punches.
Crowd: 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10!
Zach Davis: Eric isn’t done there, he sets up Nic Daniels on the top buckle and hooks him up.
Shannan Lerch: Looks to be a super-plex attempt
The super-plex is blocked by Nic Daniels who hits a few kidney shots on Eric Price. Both men now standing up on the top buckles. Nic takes Eric and lifts him up...
Zach Davis: Nic Daniels just let Eric Price go with that face first drop from the top rope.
Nic sets up for a leg drop. He comes off the top rope...
Shannan Lerch: He missed! Eric Price moved out of the way!
Eric quickly gets to his feet as Nic tries to recover. He kicks Nic in the face and tries to lock in the Sharpshooter.
Shannan Lerch: Eric trying to lock in that Sharpshooter and end this thing early.
Eric tries to cross his leg over but Nic boots him away. Nic gets to his feet as Eric comes back to him but gets hit with a spinebuster!
Zach Davis: Eric Price kicks out at two.
Nic picks Eric up. He sets him up with an underhook.
Shannan Lerch: Nic going for The Verdict, that underhook piledriver.
Zach Davis: Blocked by Eric Price and back body dropped to boot.
Eric stays on Nic and locks in a sleeper hold in the middle of the ring.
The ref checks the arm.
He checks it again...
Shannan Lerch: This could be it...
Zach Davis: NOOO!! Nic Daniels keeps the arm up!
Nic Daniels gets to his feet and elbows Eric Price, creating some space and lifting him up into a high-angle spinebuster!!
Shannan Lerch: Great counter by Nic Daniels.
Nic collapses again from the strain on his neck and tries to catch his breath. Eric recovers faster than Nic as he shoots off the ropes and boots Nic right in the face. Nic is down once again as Eric locks in that Sharpshooter.
Zach Davis: Nic Daniels struggling here to make it to the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: He can’t.
Zach Davis: But Nic powers out of the hold anyway.
Eric charges at Nic again but gets hit with a drop toe hold. Nic turns Eric over and locks in a Sharpshooter of his own!
Shannan Lerch: Now the shoe's on the other foot!
Zach Davis: We told you folks at home that these men know each other very well.
Eric Price struggles to get out of his own trademark hold he nearly doesn’t make it but finally he gets the rope break! Nic hangs onto the hold as the ref counts.
1... 2... 3... 4...
Nic finally lets go at the four count as he goes to pick up Eric...
Zach Davis: Quick inside cradle!
Shannan Lerch: Nic Daniels kicks out of the quick pin attempt.
Both men get to their feet quickly but it's Eric who locks in a front facelock and turns it into a neckbreaker!
Another pin attempt...
Zach Davis: Another kick out by Nic Daniels!
Eric grabs Daniels' legs, but Daniels kicks Price away. Price flies back, hitting the ref, squashing him against the turnbuckle.
Shannan Lerch: Uh oh.
But Price doesn't care. He kicks at Daniels quickly before pulling him into the middle of the ring... and locking in a Sharpshooter!
Zach Davis: Sharpshooter! There it is!
Shannan Lerch: But if Daniels taps, there is no one there to ring the bell!
It doesn't matter, because Daniels refuses to tap! A new ref runs into the arena.
Zach Davis: Phew. Here we go.
The new ref slides in, but Daniels still hasn't tapped. Regardless, the ref yells to ring the bell.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell?
Price lets go of the Sharpshooter and the ref quickly raises his arm high in the air.
Zach Davis: Did we miss something? Daniels didn't tap out!
Daniels goes to attack Price, confused as to what happened, but Price escapes. Instead Daniels stands up and yells at the ref. The ref pleads with him but Daniels kicks him and DDTs him!
Shannan Lerch: Well, I don't blame Daniels for being frustrated, but eh. Wonder what happened there.
Daniels then chases Price, who runs to the back. The cameras follow and we see Price escape in a car, leaving Daniels furious.
Zach Davis: Was... was this planned?
Zach Davis: Okay, we're coming up to the Tek verses Steeltoe Joe match-up!!
The Arena Goes Dark, and then all simultaneously “Barton Hollow” By The Civil Wars begins to play through the audio systems. The Entrance Gate area and Stage begin to flicker with White lights and neon blue flashes mixed in the flickers. Fog fills the gate area as Steeltoe Joe comes walking out of the midst of the Fog.
Kyle Steel: From Stockton, California.... weighing in at 270 pounds... STEE-EELTOE-OE-OE JOE-OE-OE!!
Joe Stands on stage and plays to the crowds who are cheering for him. Joe then walks down the ramp and gets to the ring steps where he stops, does a Catholic Crucifix motion and then walks up the steps and into the ring. He climbs up two turnbuckles and does the same crucifix motion and raises his arms and points towards Heaven.
Shannan Lerch: STJ looks as if he means business!!
The lights go out and then on the screen you see a hand that is holding five fingers up and every second that goes past and finger goes down till one and the one second finger is the middle finger. Then Hollywood Undead's Tear It up begins to play...
Kyle Steel: From Stockton, California... weighing in at 165 pounds.... TEEE-E-EK!!
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 comes walking down the ramp as he drinks from the water bottle and bopping his head to the song and in his other hand has a black baseball bat, and has he starts comes to the ring the screen goes from color to black and white and when tek gets in the ring the screen goes back to color and black smoke falls from the roof.
Shannan Lerch: These two former stablemates have been having a awar of words lately. A lot of bad blood.
Both men circle the ring and then...
WHOO-OO-OOSH!! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!!
Zach Davis: Both, Tek and Steeltoe Joe ran into each other and began to throw punches at each other.
Tek grabs STJ and tosses him into the ropes. Steeltoe Joe bounces off the ropes and Tek takes a swing at him...
Shannan Lerch: Tek misses with an errant clothesline.
Joe bounces off the ropes...
Zach Davis: Joe catches Tek off guard with a crossbody block! Joe with a cover!
Shannan Lerch: Not even a one count!
Both men stand up...
Steeltoe Joe grabs Tek and hits him with a scoop slam!!
Zach Davis: Clothesline from Steeltoe Joe!!
Shannan Lerch: Another clothesline!!
Zach Davis: Another scoop slam!!
Joe goes to grab Tek, but Tek kicks Steeltoe Joe away. STJ grabs Tek and tosses him into the ropes, as Joe bounces off the ropes as well. tek comes off the ropes...
Shannan Lerch: Tek catches Steeltoe Joe with a flying skytwister face kick!
Tek stands over STJ, looking down at him...
Zach Davis: An actually amazing standing 450 splash onto STJ!! Tek going for the pin!
Shannan Lerch: Steeltoe Joe kicks out from that standing 450 splash.
STJ takes a wild swing at Tek....
Zach Davis: Tek grabs STJ and nails him with Blood Out. A forward Russian legsweep!! Tek is going for the pin, again!
Tek is getting frustrated!
Tek picks up Steeltoe Joe, but....
STJ kicks Tek in the gut and...
Shannan Lerch: BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!
Steeltoe Joe grabs Tek and throws him into the ropes. Tek bounces off the ropes...
Zach Davis: STJ hits a flap jack on Tek.
Steeltoe Joe grabs Tek and looks as if he is setting Tek for a powerbomb.
Shannan Lerch: Is Steeltoe Joe going to powerbomb Tek?
Joe grabs Tek, by the head and picks him up and...
Zach Davis: What a faceplant!!
Steeltoe Joe goes and grabs for Tek...
Shannan Lerch: ROLLUP!!
Crowd: THREE-EE-EE NOO-O-O!!
Tek gets up quickly and waits for Steeltoe Joe to stand up...
Zach Davis: BANG!! Tek hits The Gun Shot!!
Shannan shakes her head!
Shannan Lerch: You're such an idiot, Zach!!
Tek nailed STJ with a belly to belly moonsault slam.
Zach Davis: Tek is going for the pin!!
Crowd: THREE-EE-EE NOO-O-O!!
The crowd is actually standing up and cheering loudly for both Tek and Steeltoe Joe!!
Shannan Lerch: This has been a back and forth kind of match-up!!
Tek pickups Steeltoe Joe and grabs him. Tek proceeds to throw Steeltoe Joe out of the ring.
Zach Davis: But Tek stops Joe, from falling.
STJ is on the ring apron and Tek is in the ring. Tek slam STJ and grabs him through the middle and top ringropes....
The crowd cheers and gasps, at the same time.
Shannan Lerch: ORIGINAL SIN!!
Zach Davis: Tek is making the pin!!
Crowd: THREE-EE-EE NOO-O-O!!
Tek is physically frustrated!
Shannan Lerch: Tek is angry. Just plain angry. He cannot find a way to pin Steeltoe Joe!
Tek begins to argue with Stanley Moser.
Zach Davis: Tek needs to get a grip here. He cannot take the chance and get disqualified here.
As Tek was arguing with the referee, Steeltoe Joe gets up, slowly. The crowd begins to cheer. Tek looks around, as he slowly turns around....
STJ grabs Tek and...
Steeltoe Joe grabs Tek and picks him up for a suplex, but holds him there. The crowd is amazed of the strength of Steeltoe Joe.
Shannan Lerch: That's three... four five seconds of STJ holding Tek up like that!
Zach Davis: STRONGHOLDS!! Nasty... really nasty brainbuster!!
Crowd: STJ!! STJ!! STJ!! STJ!!
Steeltoe Joe grabs Tek and looks around the crowd...
Shannan Lerch: This could be it!!
Steeltoe Joe picks up Tek and slams him down to the mat with an Rock Bottom!!
Zach Davis: BATISM!!
Shannan Lerch: But, STJ is not done with his former tag team partner...
Steeltoe Joe picks up Tek and puts him in the :Torture Rack".
Zach Davis: STEEL MILL!!
Tek is flopping around on Steeltoe Joe's shoulder. Tek's left hand shakes...
Shannan Lerch: That's it!! Steeltoe Joe wins by submission!!
Master of Puppets plays over the loudspeakers.
Zach Davis: What a night this has been... here comes Seth Lerch.
Seth steps out, looking very serious. He heads to the ring, ignoring the fans and slides in. He is handed a mic by Kyle Steel.
Seth Lerch: With all the legal proceedings going on, I'm not here to tell jokes, insult the fans or any of that stuff. I'm here for business, and business only. Until, that is, I'm found innocent, which I'm sure I will, regardless of Jonny Fly's confusing botching of the trial. First of all, you all probably know this already, but next month's PPV will be Asesinato De Mayo and it will take place from Mexico. It will feature the final match of the Trios Cup Tournament. As I've previously stated, the man or woman that gets the pinfall in that match will be granted a World Title shot at Blast, while the other winners on that team will get a Tag Team Titles shot at the same PPV.
Seth Lerch: But I'm here to announce another special match for that show. It will feature a one time only Title match... for the International Title!
Buzzing from the crowd there.
Seth Lerch: Any WCF wrestler not from the United States will be in competition for that belt, which was formerly called the Elite Title. Kira Sakazaki, Joel Hall, I'm looking at you guys! Regardless of Trios Cup results, you'll have your chance at that belt on May 27th.
More cheers, and some "SAK-A-ZAK-I!" chants.
Seth Lerch: Furthermore-
Suddenly, Evenflow hits. Seth's face turns sour as he glances towards the entryway.
Seth Lerch: What the..
Rick Mad steps out, with the UWA World Title over his shoulder!
Zach Davis: YEAH! Rick Mad is here!
Rick stands on the entryway as a slight "UWA!" chant rings throughout the arena. Seth is even more annoyed at that. Rick has a mic.
Rick Mad: Hey Seth. Lucky guy, you get to have the UWA World Champion on your show!
The crowd cheers. Seth jeers. Yay rhyming!
Rick Mad: I've been a joke in this company for too long, so I just had to come back here as a success. And also... to issue a challenge.
Seth raises his eyebrow.
Rick Mad: If any of you are as tired as I was of Seth's bullshit... come to the UWA!
Seth Lerch: CUT HIS MIC! SOMEBODY!
Rick Mad: And even if you AREN'T tired of Seth's bullshit, I challenge any of you to come to the UWA and work your way up. I know I'm not the most popular guy around here, but I'm challenging anyone on the WCF roster to come to UWA and try to take this belt away from me! I'm the best wrestler in the world today, and I'd be happy to prove it in a REAL company that knows what its doing. See all of you fans there!
Rick throws the mic into the crowd before smiling and raising the UWA World Title high in the air. Seth continues to glare as Rick leaves.
Zach Davis: Well ladies and gentlemen...it's time.
Shannan Lerch: The structure's ready to go, horrors and all. Seriously...why the fuck is this even happening? Seth would never let something like this go on, not after the last time we did this!
Zach Davis: Who knows why. We may never know, but tonight, right now, Roy Speede goes up against Frank Patrick Venable...in the Euthanasia Chamber. Invented by WCF Hall of Famer Madd Dogg in 2004, this match has only happened once, until now.
Shannan Lerch: And with good reason too! Madd Dogg was a psycho who tried to murder my brother!
Zach Davis: Some modifications have been made to the match this time to handle a one-on-one atmosphere. Both competitors have been fitted with electrical collars that will go off every 4 minutes, each shock getting progressively more painful, so you KNOW they're gonna' want to end this quickly.
Shannan Lerch: Also, from looking at the inside of the structure, there appears to be gift boxes hanging from the ring. We were informed that these boxes contain "unorthodox" weapons for both men to use, replacing the nooses from the previous match. The shit that's in there is anyones guess.
Zach Davis: As for the rules of this match...all I'm gonna say is that it ends with a pinfall or submission. You can just chuck DQs and count-outs completely out the window.
The bell rings, and Kyle Steel gets on the mic.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen...this...is your EUTHANASIAAAAA CHAAAMBER MATCH!!
All the lights in the arena go out, as the title screen music from A Link to the Past plays on the P.A, causing all the fans to pop like a frickin' baloon as the lights begins to erratically blink. And then the epic 8-bit sounds of "Scott Pilgrim Anthem" rings out, as Super FPV practically jumps out the curtain and onto the entrance ramp, extremely hyped up.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first...hailing from Shadow Moses island, he is the challenger of tonights bout...FRAAAANK PATRIIIIICK...VENABLE!
Shannan Lerch: Well, there's the guy who requested this match in the first place. I'm sure hope he's real proud of himself.
Zach Davis: There's Greenfever crazy, there's Oblivion crazy...and then there's the FPV kind of crazy. This guy doesn't give a shit about the title, he just wants to end Roys life here tonight!
His fans form a row of hands as he runs down the ramp slapping every single one of them. He climbs the wall up to the door on the ceiling before dropping in, smirking like a madman. He climbs up to the turnbuckle and points to the crowd, causing another large pop, before he gets off and begins to leap around a little bit waiting for the match to begin.
The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.
As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!
The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage. He crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists as Abbie starts down the ramp slowly.
Kyle Steel: “Introducing, from Richmond, Virginia, he is ROY SPEEEEDE!!”
Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm. His palm is facing the crowd. He drops his arm, and begins walking down the ramp toward the ring, high-fiving fans one side of the ramp. He climbs up the wall and down the opened door to the inside of the ring. He raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage.
Shannan Lerch: Well, Roy has been recently doing a LOT of things to alienate himself from the WCF fans, and one could say he's getting his come-uppance here tonight.
Zach Davis: He could either walk out of here the victor, or taken out on a stretcher. One or the other, no middle ground.
Both men are now in the ring, and the referee calls for the bell.
Zach Davis: Well...here we go. No turning back now.
FPV and Roy circle each other in the ring, as slowly the walls begin to move inward, although to slow to notice with the naked eye. Just as it looks like Roy is about to lock up with FPV, FPV runs to the outside of the ring and grabs a steel chair that's been chained to the wall.
Zach Davis: Damn, Franky isn't wasitng any time in this, he's going for the big guns early!
Shannan Lerch: Zach, this is a Euthanasia Chamber. I don't think you'd consider steel chairs "the big guns."
FPV stares at the chair like a madman, and runs to Speede, swinging at him with the chair...but Roy ducks the shot just in time! FPV glares at Roy and swings again, but this time Roy nails him with a kick to the gut! FPV bends over in pain, as Roy grabs the chair from FPVs hands and starts bashing it across his back.
Zach Davis: Roy's letting out a rage I haven't seen from him in a LONG time!
Shannan Lerch: He could've used that rage against Brad Kane, if he did, he might've stood a chance.
Zach Davis: Hey, give the kid some credit where credit is due shannan!
Shannan Lerch: Just sayin'.
After about 4 shots, Roy tosses the chair aside, Roy grabs FPVs head and hits him with a float-over DDT, sending FPV into the ground. With FPV temporarily taken out, Roy goes to the wall and finds a metal baseball bat, recently stolen from a Phillies game, and grabs it from the wall. As FPV starts to pick himself up, Roy sizes him up, and right when FPV gets off his feet, Roy swings the bat and hits FPV in the head, just like it was a baseball. FPV doubles over and falls to one knee. Roy tosses the bat aside for a moment and lands an enzuiguri on FPV. After Roy gets back up, he goes for the pin...
Kick out by FPV.
Roy gets up and takes notice of the giftboxes hanging from the ceiling. He grabs the bat and starts to bash it like a pinata.
Zach Davis: And the first of our "special" weapons come into play. Any idea what it is?
Shannan Lerch: Hopefully something that makes sense. But knowing this match, it probably doesn't.
After enough bashes, the weapon drops from the box...The Complete and Uncut edition of "The Stand" by Stephen King. It lands right on FPVs back.
Zach Davis: ...
Shannan Lerch: What?
Roy looks at the book in disbelief, before shrugging it off and grabbing the large book and lifting FPV up by his hair, and attempts to hit him in the face with the book, but FPV grabs his arm just as he is about to hit him and headbutts Roy in the chest. Roy lets go of both FPVs hair and the book, and FPV connects with a Russian leg-sweep.
Zach Davis: And FPV gets control of the situation. God only knows what he has planned for this.
Shannan Lerch: Knowing him, it probably isn't going to be pretty.
FPV looks at the book and sets it to his left, and then grabs Roys head and shoves it under his arm, hitting a DDT. Roys head lands right on the book. Roy rolls off the book, and a small trickle of blood is shown on both the book and his forehead.
Shannan Lerch: Whose idea was it to have THIS thing as a weapon?!
Zach Davis: You're asking the wrong guy.
FPV goes for the pin...
Th-no, kickout by Roy.
FPV gets ready, but just as FPV goes to do more damage to Roy, both men start twitching in pain briefly, although the pain subsides after a few seconds. FPV recovers from the shock and looks for another weapon, finding another baseball bat, this one wrapped up in barbed wire. And evil grin spreads across FPVs face, as he yanks it off the chains and weilds it as if it were a sword. He motions to Roy slowly, like a ninja, waiting for Roy to get back up.
Shannan Lerch: I think now more then ever, it's safe to say the FPV has lost his goddamn mind.
Zach Davis: Agreed. I mean, as much as I like the guy...I mean, just look at him!
Finally, Roy gets up on his feet. As he stands, he sees FPV holding the bat, and one can notice that Roys face contorts in fear, although it's too late to do anything, as FPV hits him with the bat, right on the side, causing several cuts to Roys side, as blood trickles out. FPV goes for another siwng, but Speede kicks his hand before he can connect, sending the bat flying out of his hand. Roy makes a fist and punches FPV in the face not once, not twice, not three times, not four, but FIVE times, sending FPV in a daze, as Roy connects with a european uppercut to end the chain of strikes. Roy then glances at the barbed-wire ridden bat, and reaches for it. He takes the wire of the bat and begins to wrap it around the heel of his boot.
Zach Davis: What the hell is Roy doing here?
After a liberal amount of wire has been wrapped, Roy goes to FPV and starts stomping on him with wired-boot, causing FPV to yell in pain.
Shannan Lerch: Oh my.
Zach Davis: That is...a pretty inventive use of barbed wire.
Roy doesn't stop stomping, he just keeps on going, FPV back being riddled with red marks as he bleeds for the first time in the match. Roy stops stomping and bends over to FPVs ear.
Roy Speede: You like that, YOU LIKE THAT YOU LITTLE BITCH?!
Roy stomps once on FPVs head, just adding to the cuts on his body. Roy prepares for another stomp to the head, but at that moment, the collars go off again, this time with a little more "oomph" and both Roy and FPV yelp in pain, altough FPV yells more from the stomps then the shock. As Roy recovers from the shock, FPV gets to his feet, and, thinking fast, kicks Roy right in the nuts, sending him back to the ground. FPV goes for the cover...
Kick out again by Roy.
FPV, having bought him some time, takes one of the bats and goes for another of the gift-boxes.
Shannan Lerch: Oh jeez, what's going to be in this one?
The box breaks, and out falls...the severed head of former commentator Lucious Jackson, from the Helloween 2011 intro.
Zach Davis: NO!! LUCIOUS!!!
Shannan Lerch: Zach...I think I might be sick.
FPV grabs the head by the afro and stares at it contemplatibly, but as he notices Roy getting to his feet, he smirks and stares into Lucious' dead eyes.
FPV: Alas poor Lucious, I knew thee well!
And with that FPV throws the head as if it were a baseball, hitting Roy right in the face.
Zach Davis: Please please PLEASE tell me this isn't happening right now.
Shannan Lerch: I'm afraid it is Zach.
FPV laughs at Roy before once again going for the pin.
THR-NO! Kick out again by Roy!
Zach Davis: My god, Roy's showing absolute determination here tonight!
Shannan Lerch: Only a matter of time till that determination runs out Zach.
Roy gets up and trys to gather his bearings, until FPV starts running and tackles him to the wall, hitting one of the hidden C4 spots, and causing a small explosion, and although FPV is somewhat shielded by Roys body, he still the shock of impact, sending him stumbling back. Roy, however, isn't so lucky.
Zach Davis: Oh shit, ROY'S ON FIRE!
Shannan Lerch: Dammit, this is PC Cradle all over again.
Roy starts to flip his shit, as he flails around on fire for a minute, before going through the "stop, drop, roll" routine, putting out the flames after a few tries. Roy is stil feeling the effects though, as he moves his upper body very slowly. FPV notices this, and simply grabs Roys arms, with Roy yelling as if he was suffering from the worst sunburn in the world. Amazingly, Roy fights through the pain and kicks FPV in the gut once again, letting him release the hold long enough for him to get in a Swinging Reverse STO, although the move seems to have hurt Roy as well, due to the burns. At this point, the ring has shrunk considerably from its starting size, leaving a little less room for space. Also, one of the gift boxes is shaking rather violently, with pieces of the wrapping paper falling off, although neither FPV nor Roy notice either of these things.
Zach Davis: That shaking box is starting to really scare me. God only knows what's inside that thing.
Shannan Lerch: I'd rather not make any guesses as to what's in it.
Roy seems to recover from the STO, and he goes to the wall and grabs hold of the first thing he sees...which happens to be a large weed-whacker.
Zach Davis: Oh shit.
Roy revs up the machine, and beforel ong a loud "whiiiiir"-ing sound emits from the whacker. Roy goes to FPVs body, which is laying face first on the mat, and rams the weed whacker on FPVs back, sending him in a wild frenzy, his face radiating agony.
Shannan Lerch: Okay, that's enough. Just...just please stop the damn match.
Zach Davis: C'mon Roy, think of the children watching this!
Shannan Lerch: Zach, you think children were watching this in the first place?
Zach Davis: Point taken.
Roy readys the weed whacker for another go, but at that moment, the collars once again go off, this time forcing Roy to drop the whacker as his body begins to violently convulse, with FPV flopping around like a fish out of water. For a while, Roy just stands there, wobbling around, until he gets back to his senses, as he picks up the weed whacker for another go, but notices that it has stopped working, apparently the gastank has run dry. Roy tosses the whacker aside and goes looking for another weapon, settling for a table, which he sets up in the middle of the ring. As he goes to deal more damage to FPV, he notices a bag hanging from the wall.
Zach Davis: I have a pretty good idea as to what's in that bag, and I don't like it.
Roy goes to the bag and opens it, as he looks inside for a moment, before taking the bag off the wall and going to the table and spreading the contents of the bag-shards of broken glass.
Zach Davis: Dammit, I was right.
Before Roy can do anything else, FPV gets to his feet and starts throwing Ric Flair chops to Roys chest.
Shannan Lerch: As useful as those shards'll be to Roy, he gave FPV too much time to recover, and now he's paying the price.
FPV lays off the chops, sizes up Roy, and then...
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!!
FPV connects with the superkick, as Roy falls over.
Zach Davis: That's it, Roy's done for!
FPV goes for the pin.
THREE--NO, ROY KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: WHAT?! HE KICKED OUT?!
Shannan Lerch: Damn, I thought he was done there for sure.
Even FPV looks shocked that Roy kicked out. He soon gets up to his feet, and picks up one of the bats.
Zach Davis: I think he's going for another one of the special weapons. God have mercy on his soul.
FPV gets on his tip-toes and starts bashing in the box, as the item falls out...
Zach Davis: Dear mother of GOD, what is that thing?!
Shannan Lerch: Seriously, what the fuck is that thing?!
FPV backs away for a minute, as the camera gets a good focus on the item.
A vibrating, purple dildo, plastered with the image of Edward Cullen, star of the Twilight movies. It even sparkles in the light. Along it the words "Twildo" are written in grey sparkly letters.
Zach Davis: This is fucking ridiculous.
Shannan Lerch: I cry for the person who invented this.
FPV doesn't even bother to touch the damn thing, as he just goes to the wall and grabs a kendo-stick. He taunts Roy to gets up, and once Roy actually does, he smacks him across his chest, breaking the cane in half and leaving a large red streak over Roys back, although Roy's still standing. FPV goes for a brainbuster, but before he can even set the move up, Roy counters it and turns it into a scoop slam. With FPV on the gorund, Roy notices the "twildo" on the gorund. He just stares at it at first, but then actually goes and picks it up.
Shannan Lerch: Well...fuck, I have nothing to say about this.
Zach Davis: Me neither.
Roy kneels down next to FPV, and raises the item high in the air, and jabs it right into FPVs abdomen. He does this again multiple times, before shoving the damn thing in FPVs mouth.
Zach Davis: That's just fucking degrading.
Shannan Lerch: Agreed.
FPV comes to, and finds the twildo in his mouth, and starts freaking out, spitting it out as fast as he can and leaps to his feet, yelling right in Roys face, before hitting a running clothesline.
FPV: FUS ROH DUH!
With Roy down, FPV angrily grabs a shard of glass from the table and beings..."carving" words into Roys chest, although the camera view is obscured by FPVS back. FPV finally moves away and shows just what he wrote, in small letters across his abdomen.
Zach Davis: That is just plain scary right there.
Shannan Lerch: I'm this close to throwing up right now.
FPV tosses the shard away, and gets in Roys face.
FPV: HAHA YOUR DEAD! AND I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY!
The crowd has become totally silent at what's transpiring right now, as FPV slaps Roy in the face to get his point across. FPV eyes a pair of brass knuckles on the wall, and darts toward them to grab. He slips them on his fingers like a glove, and kneels down to Roys body and prepares to hit him again....and then all of a sudden all thel ights go out in the arena.
"IT'S DARK. AND HELL IS HOT!!"
The crowd goes fucking bananas. Red strobe lights appear on the stage as "Ain't No Sunshine" by DMX blares over the P.A, and FPV can be shown with a worried look on his face.
Zach Davis: WHAT THE FUCK!? THAT'S MADD DOGG'S MUSIC!
Shannan Lerch: This...this is not fucking happenning...this ISN'T FUCKING HAPENNING RIGHT NOW! FUCK THIS!!
The song continues for a while, and nothing happens. As FPV gets up and goes towards the edge of the Chamber to get a better look at the stage, when all of a sudden the lights come back on as Roy runs from behind and gets FPV in a full nelson.
Zach Davis: Wait, what?
SLAM! Silver bullet out of nowhere!
Shannan Lerch: Wow. Just...wow.
Zach Davis: That was one dirty trick Roy just pulled right there. Takes balls to do something like that.
Roy goes for the pin.
THR..Wait-NO, FPV KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: I'm really starting to pray that this thing ends sooner rather then later.
Shannan Lerch: This one won't end until one of these men are dead Zach, you know that.
Roy gets up, and contemplates his next move. He decides to go to the wall and grab a ladder, setting it up near the edge of the ring. He climbs the ladder slowly, the pain slowing him down, but he eventually stands tall at the top.
Shannan Lerch: Dammit Roy, just end this massacre already!
FPV stands up, a little wobbly, but he's on his feet. Roy lets out a yell from atop the ladder, and leaps, trying to get a flying hurricarana on the standing FPV...but FPV catches him by the waist just before Roy executes the move...
Zach Davis: WHAT?!
FPV runs forward, and powerbombs Roy right into the table, making a loud "SMASH!" noise to echoe throughout the arena, sending some shards flying in the air, while some get lodged into Roys back, causing even more blood to flow.
Zach Davis: I...I..I...*sigh*
Shannan Lerch: There are no words that can easily describe this.
FPV stumbles to the rubble, careful not to step in any of the glass, and goes for the pin.
Zach Davis: What the hell? Seriously?!
Shannan Lerch: How is Roy even BREATHING after that?!
FPV gets up dumbfounded, and as he goes to beat on Roy some more, he notices the floor..."rumbling."
Zach Davis: What. The Fuck. Is going on. Now?!
FPV goes to investigate the noise, but before he even walks two steps, two freakish members of The Gathering, not the regular creepy ones, no, these are the genetically modified kind, the ones with the green-ish tint and the freakishly large arms. Needless to say, FPV is scared shitless.
Zach Davis: Oh fuck it all.
Shannan Lerch: FPV still remembers his little encounter with Oblivion last year, he sure has hell doesn't want to be dragged back inside the ring again.
Both of the monsterous men begin to motion towards FPV, he looks around nervously, trying to look for something to defend himself with. He sees the ladder Roy set up, and runs over to get it, the Gathering on his tail. FPV flattens the ladder out and swings it at both members, sending the members into pain for only a nanosecond before they both begin to attack FPV, one slashing its fingers across his face, causing three small cuts to appear on FPVs face, while the other actually trys to bite into his neck.
Zach Davis: Please, someone just stop this. Please.
Before FPV gets his neck bitten, the collars go off again, the electrical current going throught FPVs body to the Gatherings body. They both are taken aback by this, and the shock causes them to pass out. FPV stumbles to the ground, before vomiting right there in the middle of the ground.
Zach Davis: Oh jeez, I can smell that shit from here.
Both men are now down, FPV trying to get back up, but he just falls back down. Roy, however, crawls over to FPV, and, unable to do anything else, grabs him by the head and shoves him face first into his own puke.
Shannan Lerch: That. Is fucking disgusting.
After an agonizingly long amount of time, Roy finally gets up, wobbles and all. And looks at the crowd, before throwing up his two index fingers in the air, getting a fair bit of heat from the crowd.
Zach Davis: I gotta hand it to these guys, they are absolutly giving it their all here tonight! It could go either way at this point.
Shannan Lerch: I don't even give a shit about who wins anymore, I just want the damn thing to be over.
Roy stops taunting the crowd and picks up FPV, locking his head under his arm. Roy raises FPVs body in the air for a super-plex...but the pain from the burns come back, as Roy botches the move and collapses to the ground, although it does manage to drive FPVs head into the ground DDT style, so to move wasn't entirely useless. He drags his body over to FPV and goes for the pin once again.
Zach Davis: THREE!!! ROY DID IT...
Shannan Lerch: NO, FPV KICKS OUT AT THE VERY LAST MINUTE! What lengths will these men go to to decimate each other?!
Roy stares up in disbelief. He can be seen mouthing "How is this man not dead?!" to himself. At that moment, he notices that one of the gift-boxes (the one was that was shaking violently) is starting to fall apart. Roy gets up to his feet and holds his hands out to catch whatever falls out, when the box finally gives and the weapon falls out...
Zach Davis: HOLY FUCK!! IT'S A GODDAMNED HONEYBADGER!!
Shannan Lerch: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME! WHO THE FUCK APPROVED THIS!?
And they're not lieing, a honey badger has indeed fallen out of the gift box and into Roy Speedes hands. Roy's first reaction before the honeybadger tears him to shreads is to toss it away, where it lands right on FPVs face. FPV takes just a little too long to react, as right when he notices the honey badger, the animal starts clawing at his face, causing even more cuts to show. The animal lets out a very strange noise before biting FPV on the nose, but FPV manages to get it off of him, but at the cost of a little bit of his nose skin.
Zach Davis: Oh...oh damn.
Shannan Lerch: The honeybadger is the most fearless animal in the world, it just does not give a shit about anything.
FPV tosses the honey badger away from him and runs up one of the posts. He sees a low hanging gift-box, and manages to grab it from the ceiling, looking for anything to deal with the crazed animal. He quickly opens the box and finds...a syringe.
Zach Davis: What?
FPV finds a label on the syringe, which reads...
"EUTHANASIA ; )"
Shannan Lerch: Wait...someone actually expected one of these guys to actually EUTHANISE the other guy?! This is illegal on so many levels.
Zach Davis: Your brother knows all about illegal stuff *chuckle*
Shannan Lerch: SHUT UP!
FPV thinks fast, and just as the Honey Badger runs over to him and leaps to his height, FPV quickly stabs the needle into the Honey Badgers body, and depresses the plunger. At first the Honey Badger yelps in pain, but before long, it starts to slowly close it's eyes.
Shannan Lerch: PETA is gonna' be on our fucking ASSES after this!
Zach Davis: That doesn't matter, what matters now is that roy is back up and ready to deal some more carnage!
Indeed, Roy gets back up and tosses FPV off of his perch. Roy tries to land a few punches on the downed FPV, but FPV comes to and hits some punches of his own. The two are now on their feet, throwing punch after punch after punch after punch! The crowd pops like crazy!
Crowd: DUB-SEE-EFF! DUB-SEE-EFF! DUB-SEE-EFF!
Zach Davis: The crowd is going crazy right here! A fire has been lit under both of these mens asses, and now they're giving it more then everything they've got!
They keep throwing punches, not letting anything get to them, before FPV shoves Roy into the wall, his back coming into contact with a board that has been wrapped up in barbed wire. Roy grimaces in pain, as the wire causes some of the glass in his back to go a bit deeper, but Roy doesn't seem to care, as he runs to FPV, looking for a spear...but NO, FPV grabs his head at the last possible moment and hits a DDT on HIM instead.
Crowd: F-P-V! F-P-V! F-P-V!
FPV gets up to his feet and starts fist-bumping in sync with the crowds chants, which makes the crowd go even crazier! He goes for one of the bats used prieviously to get to the gift boxes.
Zach Davis: Oh god, what's he gonna' get this time?!
FPV knocks the box a couple of times, and out falls...a boombox. FPV catches the heavy boombox right before it hits the ground.
Shannan Lerch: I've officially seen it all now.
FPV looks curiously at the boombox, and notices a tape in already in there. He ejects it to see what it is, and smiles a wily grin once he sees what it is. He puts the tape back in and presses play. A slow guitar groove begins to play.
Shannan Lerch: Is that...is that Eye of the Tiger?!
Zach Davis: You're damn right it's Eye of the Tiger! This is fucking AWESOME!
Indeed, "Eye of the Tiger" starts playing from the boombox, and crowd is loving it! Roy gets back to his feet, and he and FPV lock gazes right as the intro gets to the signature riff.
Crowd: DUN. DUN-DUN-DUN. DUN-DUN-DUN. DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUUN!
Zach Davis: The crowd is really getting it now!
Roy and FPV meet each other in the center of the ring, and lock up, as the lyrics begin to play, the crowd singing right along. Roy gets FPV in a head-lock, but FPV powers out of it, pulls Roy by the arm towards him, and hits a clothesline, picking him back up for another, and finally pulls him back up for one more, sending him to the ground.
Crowd: Risin’ up, back on the street
Roy leaps back to his feet in an HBK-style kip-up, and taunts FPV, making the "Come get some!" hand signal. FPV charges towards Roy, but Roy steps to the side, making FPV crash into the wall, which has shrunken the ring considerably at this point, as there's very little room now. FPV gets back up and runs to Roy again, hoping to catch him with a tackle, but Roy counters it into a striking spear!
Crowd: So many times, it happens too fast
Roy goes for the pin...
THREE-no kickout by FPV!
Crowd: It’s the, eye of the tiger, it’s the thrill of the fight
FPV gets back up, and he and Roy glare at each other before FPV goes for a kick to Roys side, connecting. Roy barely seems to move, and he knees FPV right in the gut. Finally, Roy pulls FPV by the arm and gets him in a fishermans carry...
Zach Davis: OH shit, Roy's going for it...
AND ROY HITS THE SILVER SLICE!
Shannan Lerch: Roy might end it right here!
Roy rushes to the cover...
THREE!! NO-O-O, FPV KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: WHAT?!?!
Roy picks FPV back up, and starts to hit him a few more times, then backs up for a large kick, but instead...
FPV: BOOM! HEADSHOT, MOTHERFUCKER!!!
Roy doubles over in a daze, and now FPV goes for the pin!
THREE!!! NO WAIT, ROY KICKS OUT!!!
Shannan Lerch: This is fucking madness!
Zach Davis: Madness?! THIS! IS! WCF!!!
Both men stumble back up, with FPV backing up going for another superkick!
FPV: BOOM! HEADSHOT!!
Shannan Lerch: TWO superkicks?! FPV's getting desperate here!
FPV goes for the pin again!
Shannan Lerch: HE DID IT!!
Zach Davis: NO, ROY KICKED OUT AT THE LAST MINUTE!!
Shannan Lerch: WHAT?!
FPV, obviously getting frustrated, gets up and grabs Roy by the legs, catapaulting him right into the ground!
Zach Davis: SLASH OF THE MASTER SWORD!
Instead of going for another pin, FPV grabs the bat and goes for the final gift box hanging from the ceiling.
Zach Davis: And it looks like we're gonna' have one more surprise in this match. With all the shit we've seen in this match, one has to wonder what the hell is in store for FPV.
FPV swings the bat, the song still playing on the boombox.
Crowd: Risin’ up, straight to the top
The box falls apart, and out of it falls...a piece of rope.
Zach Davis: Huh, rope?
Shannan Lerch: Sort of an anti-climax, don't you think?
At first, FPV looks at the rope curiously, then sees the ceiling, and an evil smirk grows across his face.
Zach Davis: That...cannot be good.
FPV picks up the fallen ladder, and sets it up, climbing it and throwing the rope over the door handle to the outside. He then begins to tie it in a variety of ways. Once he's finished, the rope has been turned into a noose.
Zach Davis: OH. SHIT.
Shannan Lerch: This is just....I can't look.
FPV climbs down the ladder, and grabs a hold of Roys lifeless body. He places Roy on the side of the ladder where the noose hangs, and sets him to where he can stay on the ladder and not fall. He goes to the other side and climbs up.
Zach Davis: Go to my happy place...got to my happy place...
FPV gets in Roys ear before he does anything else.
FPV: You brought this upon yourself Roy. Know that.
FPV then wraps the noose around Roys neck, who has finally realized what's hapenning, but it's too late to do anything about it, as FPV has already got the noose nice and tight around Roys neck.
Shannan Lerch: Why Franky? Why go to this length to hurt Roy? We get it, you don't like him, just PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STOP!
FPV doesn't heed Shannans warning, as he slides down the ladder to the ground. He grabs a hold of the ladder...and rips it right from under Roys feet. Roy starts to dangle helplessly as FPV sets the ladder back a few feet, and climbing to the top.
Zach Davis: Wait, he's got MORE CARNAGE TO INFLICT?!
Shannan Lerch: I give up.
FPV stands atop the ladder, raises the devil horns to the crowd...and leaps off the ladder, catching Roy with a flying spear, ripping the rope and send both men crashing to the ground, into one of the hidden C4 spots, causing an explosion around the entire chamber...and then...
Zach Davis: THE CHAMBER IS COLLAPSING! THE ENTIRE FUCKING CHAMBER IS FALLING APART!! BOTH OF THEM ARE STILL INSIDE THE DAMN THING!!
The chamber begins to fall into itself, first the left side crashing into the right, and then the ceiling falling, by the time the chaos is over, only a pile of broken rubble remains where the chamber once stood.
Zach Davis: My...My god. We need EMTs out here, STAT!
Just as he says this, EMTs arrive with stretchers and begin to pick pieces up from the rubble. Shannan can be heard audibly crying over the microphone. The fans in attendance are in total silence, some fearing for both mens life. Just as EMTs pick up a few pieces, an arm rises from above the rubble.
Zach Davis: A bodys coming out of the debris...IT'S FPV!!
Indeed, FPVs upper body gets out of the rubble, with EMTS helping him out all the way. FPV, weakened beyond all degree on comprehension, reaches into the rubble...and picks up Roys arm. He pulls Roy out of the rubble, and sets him down on a broken wall, before falling down on Roys chest for the pin. A ref runs out the curtains and makes it to the area, counting the pin.
Zach Davis: It's over. It's finally fucking over.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner...FRAAAAAANK PATRICK VENABLE!
Shannan Lerch: H-he did it. The crazy son of a bitch pulled it off.
As soon as the pin is counted, EMTs remove FPV from Roys body, and lift Roy up, carrying him to the stretcher. They get him strapped in, and begin rolling him out.
Zach Davis: Victory has come at a high cost, that's for sure. Who knows what condition Roy is in after this.
As Roy is rolled pass the curtain and into the locker room, they go to check on FPV, and at first he seems unresponsive...but slowly, he gets up on his feet! The crowd goes crazy!
Zach Davis: WHAT?!
FPV gets on his knees, lifts one foot to the ground, and gets to his feet. He starts to stumble a bit, but EMTs steady him.
Crowd: F-P-V! F-P-V! F-P-V!
Shannan Lerch: This motherfucker....this guy right here is fucking crazy. But we love him for it.
FPV takes a few small steps off of the rubble, as "Gonna Fly Now" from Rocky hits the airwaves. The crowd is giving him a standing ovation as he slowly walks down the ramp to the music.
Zach Davis: This will go down in history as one of the craziest things we've ever seen in WCF. And this man...he'll go down as one of the most bat shit insane motherfuckers to ever step foot in a WCF ring.
Shannan Lerch: I don't think he'd have it any other way Zach. Not a damn bit.
FPV reaches the entrance stage, and right before he goes into the curtains, just as the song reaches the climax, he fistbumps one last time for the audience, before going off to the locker room.
The beginning drum intro of "The Struggle Within" by Metallica plays loudly and rumbles the speakers. Fans all too familiar to the theme for this certain superstar cover their ears to shield them from the extremely loud drum roll. After the climax of the epic drum intro the song breaks into rhythm and Logan appears at the top of the ramp to stand in place. He looks totally furious yet determined, narrowing his eyebrows and clamping his lips tight and taking deep breaths in through his nose while looking around at the screaming excited audience. Despite the maddening expression, something about his presence gives off the idea that he's happy to be there. And so, Logan makes his descend down the ramp. He hits ringside and slides in underneath the bottom rope with a quickness. Logan climbs the nearest turnbuckle and fixates glaring eyes on the booing crowd, then, both his arms slowly rise above his head. The passion in his eyes refuses to die as he drops his arms back down to his sides and hops off the turnbuckle. "The Struggle Within" fades out leaving Logan to pace the ring.
Zach Davis: The one and only Face of Treachery.
The lights go out. They stay off for about 15 seconds or so before "Change" by Deftones starts playing throughout the arena. A spotlight hits the entranceway and out from the back walks Gravedigger. The crowd boos heavily and Gravedigger stops on the top of the ramp looking around smiling. He then walks down the ramp and over to the ring steps. Gravedigger climbs up the steps and through the top and middle rope and walks over to one of the turnbuckles and stands on the middle pad and holds his arms high over his head as the crowd rains boos down upon him. He hops down from the turnbuckle and his music cuts.
Shannan Lerch: No MS-13 or ToT. Only Gravedigger and Logan.
Logan and Gravedigger stand across from each other, a few feet separating them. The referee slides into the ring and presents a brown thick rope.
Zach Davis: From what I understand about this ‘Rope of Treachery’ is that two competitors are both locked at the wrist by one rope. It is also no DQ.
Shannan Lerch: Basically meaning that these two aren’t going to be able to get away from each other even if they wanted to.
The referee begins fastening the rope around Logan’s wrist first, securing it and then bringing the other end of the five foot rope over to Gravedigger. Gravedigger extends his arm to the referee, never taking his eyes off of Logan. The rope is not tightly secured around Gravedigger’s wrist.
Zach Davis: And their locked!
The referee checks the rope once more before backing up and signaling for the bell, which soon after rings. Logan and Gravedigger slowly approach each other with a hideous glare in their eyes. Logan begins talking trash, reaching across the distance and hitting Gravedigger with a hard right. Gravedigger barely stumbles, smiling, shaking the punch off and drilling Logan right back. Logan keeps his footing, returning the punch with one of his own, and then another, and another, knocking Gravedigger back into the ropes. Logan leans into Gravedigger, keeping him into the ropes, plastering him with hard rights. Logan backs up a bit expecting Gravedigger to fall out of the turnbuckle and into a DDT, but Gravedigger is still fairly much aware – charging out of nowhere and tackling Logan down with a fury of fists.
Shannan Lerch: This isn’t a wrestling match; it’s a straight up fist fight.
Logan squirms out of Gravedigger’s assault, scrambling back to his feet. Gravedigger returns to his feet as well and the two cautiously circle each other before locking up. Gravedigger takes an early advantage, head locking Logan and cringing on his neck. Logan tries to break free, firing stiff shots into Gravedigger’s ribs, and eventually he does. Logan pushes Gravedigger away, grabbing the rope by his hand and pulling Gravedigger back to him and taking him off his feet with a closeline!
Zach Davis: Logan using that rope to his advantage.
Logan stomps Gravedigger, trying to tire him out early, however Gravedigger continues to get to his feet and blocks a right from Logan. Gravedigger hits Logan with a few shots forcing him to stumble back into the turnbuckle. Now Gravedigger grabs the rope, yanking Logan towards him and taking Logan through the air with a belly to belly suplex! Logan flies so far that his landing actually impacts Gravedigger, jerking his own wrist towards him. He wrenches in pain, nursing his back while Gravedigger walks over to the downed Logan and picks him up by his hair. Logan tries to regain some control, hitting a few quick rights, then bouncing off the ropes and charging at Gravedigger but GD knocks him back down with a shoulder block. Gravedigger kicks at Logan’s back while he’s down, then pulling him back to his feet and wrapping his arms around him and squeezing. Logan cringes, but GD does not give him much time to counter and slings Logan across the ring with another belly to belly.
Zach Davis: It looks like Gravedigger is trying to work Logan’s back early in this match.
Gravedigger again kicks the downed Logan over his back until Logan desperately rolls out underneath the bottom rope in an attempt to escape, however, Gravedigger grabs onto the rope, keeping Logan from recovering and pulling him back into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Logan DID request this specific match. It doesn’t seem to be working in his favor.
Gravedigger picks Logan up again, Logan swings at Gravedigger with a wild punch, GD ducks and sends Logan back down to the mat with a back body drop! Gravedigger looks down over Logan, maybe thinking about a pin fall; instead he straddles Logan’s back and locks in a camel clutch. Logan’s eyes immediately grow wide and his hands shoot for the nearby ropes. Gravedigger cancels any attempt of a rope break, dragging Logan into the middle of the ring. Logan yells out in agony, the referee constantly checking on him.
Zach Davis: The Epitome of Hardcore stretching Logan’s neck and back. Will he tap?
Logan pushes the referee away from him and slowly begins inching towards the ropes pulling the dominant Gravedigger with him. With all his strength, Logan manages to reach the ropes, reaching out and eagerly grabbing the bottom one. The referee tells GD to break it up, he doesn’t however.
Shannan Lerch: Since this is no DQ, I guess Gravedigger couldn’t be technically disqualified for not breaking a hold.
Logan realizes that Gravedigger doesn’t have any plans on releasing the clutch, Gravedigger peers over Logan’s shoulder, looking down to Logan and grinning. Logan’s eyes begin to glaze over and his hand limply falls off the bottom rope. The referee checks to see if he’s passed out and acknowledges that he has.
Zach Davis: WOW! This is it!
Shannan Lerch: Didn’t expect this match to end so soon.. come on, Logan! Wake up!
The referee pulls Logan’s arm into the air and drops it letting it fall to the mat. He does it once more, and lifts it for a third and maybe final time, but as he lifts Logan’s hand up, Logan manages to reach for Gravedigger’s face and poke him violently in the eyeball. Gravedigger grabs at his socket in pain, forcing himself to release the hold. Logan rolls over onto his back, sending a stiff boot to Gravedigger’s nose. Gravedigger falls backwards and Logan grabs the ropes pulling himself to his feet, his back obviously affected as he takes his time walking over to Gravedigger whom is also getting back up. Gravedigger nurses his right eye with his hand and Logan grabs the rope, pulling Gravedigger into him and wrapping the rope around his neck, staying at a safe spot from behind GD. Logan wraps all the excess rope that he can over Gravedigger’s throat, pulling back on the slack and choking him forcefully. GD’s hands grab at his own neck trying to peel the ropes away but Logan shows no signs of loosening them. GD lifts his leg swiftly behind him and between Logan’s legs striking the jumbo hotdog of treachery. Logan lets go of the rope and slumps over nursing his crotch. Gravedigger turns around, grabs Logan and puts his head between his legs and nails a vicious powerbomb keeping him held down onto his back for a pin!
Logan kicks and thrusts trying to break free!
Thr- Logan kicks out in the nick of time, rolling onto his side and coughing having the air knocked out of him. Gravedigger reaches down for Logan but gets punched hard, which in turn, causes a little blood to burst from Gravedigger’s mouth. Logan climbs to his feet, punching Gravedigger a few times. Gravedigger comes back, Logan manages to block a punch and whip GD into an armdrag. Gravedigger rolls across the ring and Logan has to follow his landing to keep from being dragged. Gravedigger scrambles to his feet, Logan is there to meet him, kicking him in the gut and hitting a quick DDT. Logan drops down and goes for a quick pin hooking the leg.
Tw – Gravedigger kicks out!
Zach Davis: Gravedigger is still very much in this match. Logan was just only recently able to finally gain some momentum.
Logan pops to his feet but however soon slumps over a little holding his back, the damage from earlier shows signs of injury. Gravedigger stirs and Logan kicks him trying to keep him down. Gravedigger rolls out under the bottom rope and snatches the rope of treachery tripping Logan up and face planting him into the mat. Gravedigger pulls the rope dragging Logan out of the ring and onto the outside. Gravedigger takes hold of Logan by his head, walking him over to the turnbuckle pole. Logan realizes what’s coming, elbowing Gravedigger in the chest, and quickly ramming his head into the buckle. GD’s head bounces off the steel and he stumbles back into Logan’s arm getting a deadly belly to belly suplex on the outside mats! Logan climbs to his feet, his back still badly affected, and begins working his way over to Gravedigger. He reaches down and pulls Gravedigger up, walking him over to the guard rail and leaning him against it. Logan takes his back hand and viciously smacks it over Gravedigger’s chest. The audience “OOH’s”. Logan chops him a few more times, measuring him up, and then close lining GD over the rail and into the audience which sends them both over. Logan gets back up taking Gravedigger with him, hitting a few hard rights and pushing him further into the frenzy of an audience.
Zach Davis: These folks can’t be any closer to the action than this!
Logan kicks Gravedigger in the back of his leg taking him down to one knee. He temporary ceases the assault, staring down a member in the audience that is waving a sign reading “LOGAN SUCKS”. Logan points his finger at him, calling him a trashcan, and stealing the fans chair. He takes the chair into his hands, standing in front of Gravedigger and raising the chair above his head and then swinging it down onto GD’s skull.
Shannan Lerch: What a chair shot!
Gravedigger’s head dents the chair and Logan tosses it to the side.
Zach Davis: It looks like he got busted wide open.
Logan begins dragging the lifeless Gravedigger back through the crowd pulling him along with the rope. He picks Gravedigger up by his hair and tosses him back over the guard rail, hopping over it himself. Logan wipes some of GD’s blood off his hand and onto a fans member shirt before picking GD back up again and pushing him into the ring. Logan falls on top of Gravedigger making the cover.
KICK OUT. Logan curses under his breath, staying on the mat with GD and tying the rope around his neck. He pushes his knee into GD’s spine and pulls back on the noose seeping the rough rope deep into Gravedigger’s throat.
Zach Davis: Logan looking to choke the life out of him!
Shannan Lerch: He’s losing blood too, he may just pass out.
Gravedigger thrashes around, obviously wanting to get out of this. He manages to roll Logan over and sting his temple with a couple of elbow shots that dazes Logan enough to break his grip from the rope. GD climbs to his knees, clinching at his throat, trying to recover quickly and get back into the match. Logan knows he needs to keep Gravedigger grounded, so in a desperation attempt he grabs at Gravedigger’s arm and tries slipping him into a headscissors armbar but GD isn’t having none of it, wiggling his arm free and punching Logan in the snout. This buys GD time to get to his feet and he does, grabbing the rope, pulling Logan up with him and hitting a quick neckbreaker. Logan goes down clinging his neck, and eventually Gravedigger stirs back to his feet pulling Logan up with him and shoving him into the turnbuckle. GD hits a quick few kicks to Logan’s midsection and then carries him up to the toprope of the turnbuckle and nailing a perfectly executed superplex! The move hurts GD a little as well but he soon rolls over on top of Logan and hooks the leg.
KICK OUT. Gravedigger sets up, looking over at Logan and spitting on him. Gravedigger gets to his feet and brings Logan with him setting him over his shoulder.
Zach Davis: DEATH DRIVER! DEATH DRIVER!
Shannan Lerch: NOOOO!
Logan pushes himself off of GD, landing behind him and grabbing him in a sleeper.
Shannan Lerch: CONNECTOR!
He flips over GD’s shoulder but at the last second Gravedigger manages to shove Logan off in midair and Logan falls to his feet. Logan turns around and the two closeline each other at the exact same time and both go crashing down. They both lay there for a moment until finally climbing back up. Logan takes a shot at GD and he fires right back eventually gaining advantage and scoop slamming him back down to the mat. Logan bounces off the floor and lazily rolls out of the ring forcing GD to go with him. GD crawls out under the bottom rope, peeking under the ring as Logan lies on the ground. He grabs an eight foot long 2x4 and shoves it into the ring followed by a steel chair. Logan has managed to somehow spring to his feet and meets a surprised Gravedigger with a vicious superkick! GD drops. Logan now looks around, leaning over and searching under the ring and his eyes begin lighting up as he pulls out a metal trashcan. He throws it over the top rope and into the ring, reaching down and grabbing Gravedigger and shoving him back in. Logan picks up the trashcan, stalking Gravedigger while he recovers to his feet…
Zach Davis: Oh boy.
Gravedigger stumbles up and Logan slips the empty trashcan over GD’s head blinding him completely. Logan backs up with enough room that the rope can allow him, seizes Gravedigger up and hits the IMPACT STYLE! The trashcan rockets off of GD and flies outside the ring. Gravedigger doesn’t go down however! He recklessly stumbles around, Logan smells blood and goes in for the kill wrapping GD in a sleeper and hitting the CONNECTOR!
Shannan Lerch: That boudle just went to Connector City!
Logan anxiously falls on top of Gravedigger and pins him.
Zach Davis: This is it!
Shannan Lerch: LOGAN WINS! LOGAN – WAIT?!
Zach Davis: WHAT!?
Shannan Lerch: IMPOSSIBLE! HE KICKED OUT?!
Logan sits up staring at the referee in shock.
Shannan Lerch: Holy crap! Gravedigger ate an Impact Style AND a Connector and kicked out.
Zach Davis: I honestly thought that was a three count, very close.
Logan shakes his head in disbelief, standing to his feet, stalking Gravedigger for another eventual trip to Connector City. GD isn’t getting up though, so Logan grabs him up by the hair, and begins wrapping him in a sleeper – NO! Gravedigger battles back, jabbing Logan in the ribs and nailing a swift Russian leg sweep. Gravedigger rolls over grabbing the 2x4 and standing to his feet. Logan tries to get up but GD violently bashes the 2x4 over Logan’s back! Logan flattens to the ring shouting out in pain. GD swings again with a fire in his eyes, and again! And again! Logan rolls the ring in agony with Gravedigger in hot pursuit smashing the 2x4 over his back until the wood breaks in two.
Shannan Lerch: Someone stop this he’s going to break his damn back!
Gravedigger throws the broken 2x4 out of the ring and grabs Logan up by his hair and throws him over his shoulder. Logan’s eyes widen with fear, he manages to slide off of GD with some unknown strength left, dropping down behind him and hitting a quick school boy.
GD kicks out. Logan tries to get back to his feet but his injured back prevents him from doing so, he begins crawling away from Gravedigger yet fails to escape when GD grabs his legs and flips him over locking in a sharpshooter! Logan cringes with pain, digging down deep trying to reserve the move to no avail.
Zach Davis: His back must be killing him right about now.
Shannan Lerch: I fear the end may be near.
Surprisingly however a look of sheer intoxicating pleasure forms over Logan’s face, as if the extreme pain has tapped into a much darker side of the Face of Treachery. He bites down on his lip experiencing a rare mixture of pain and enjoyment. Logan manages to roll GD over, standing up, grabbing GD’s legs and going for the Loganshooter! Gravedigger sees it coming obviously and kicks Logan away, reaching over and grabbing the steel chair and standing up. Logan isn’t aware of what Gravedigger has and charges GD with a short closeline, GD turns into the oncoming Logan and ducks the attack. Logan turns around and is nailed in the forehead with a thundering chairshot! Gravedigger neatly sits the chair flat on the rings surface and positions it accordingly, picking Logan up, throwing him over his shoulder and driving him head first into the chair with a DEATH DRIVER!
Zach Davis: DONE.
Gravedigger rolls the busted opened Logan over onto his back and hooks the leg.
Zach Davis: NOOO!
Shannan Lerch: YESSS!
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!
Shannan Lerch: YESSS!
Zach Davis: HOW DID HE KICK OUT?!
Gravedigger looks just as shocked as Logan did a few minutes earlier.
Zach Davis: What’s it going to take for these men to go down?!
Shannan Lerch: They’re running off hate, Zach. In the last eleven years these two have maybe only faced each other a handful of times, tonight they simply must outdo the other and prove who the better is.
Gravedigger isn’t really sure what to do; he sits there a moment, staring at Logan, blood oozing from both of their heads. Gravedigger gets up pulling Logan with him and OUT OF NOWHERE Logan pulls off a spinning heel kick before falling back down onto his back and laying still. Gravedigger rolls over onto his side, hands covering his forehead. Logan reaches for the ring ropes using them to pull him up, however GD grabs the rope of treachery and tugs violently jerking Logan off his feet and onto his back. GD mounts Logan and starts pouring lefts and rights. Logan tries to cover up, soon gaining some advantage through a few blocks and rolling GD onto his back switching places. Now Logan is pounding rights away at Gravedigger. GD reaches up and grabs Logan rolling him back over and the two tumbles out of the ring and spill onto the outside. The two hold on to each other through rights and lefts for support to make it to maintain standing positions. Gravedigger begins gaining the upperhand, battling Logan backwards up the ramp.
Zach Davis: Where are these two going?
Shannan Lerch: I’m just surprised they are still able to stand.
Logan throws his arm up and blocks a left, quickly busting GD in the chops. Now Logan is taking control of the fight, pushing GD back with quick sharp rights, drilling him over the entrance stage. GD manages to maintain a defense, grabbing the rope and using it to sling Logan’s hurt back into the stage barrier. Logan leans over the barrier wrenching out in pain and GD grab’s him by the hair and begins walking him over to the black curtains. The cameraman and referee promptly follow the fight backstage.
Shannan Lerch: Jesus.
Logan breaks loose from GD, grabbing the back of his head and sending him head first into the hallways cinderblock wall. GD bounces off leaving a blood stain behind. A few backstage workers make way for the battling pair, keeping a safe distance. Logan grabs Gravedigger by the hand again and bashes his face into a table, holding him by the hair and keeping him there.
Logan: You look a little tired –
Logan grabs a pot of hot coffee and goes to smash it over GD’s head. Gravedigger ducks out of the way to avoid a burned face and the pot shatters onto the concrete floor. GD elbows Logan in the stomach and picks him up off the floor, scoop slamming his body THROUGH the wooden table. Logan rolls over in a pile of splinters holding his back in pain.
Zach Davis: Ouch. Logan should probably get that back checked out by the end of the night.
Gravedigger proceeds to bend down, taking the thick rope and wrapping it around Logan’s neck. GD begins pulling the rope and dragging Logan through the hallway while he squirms and chokes in agony. He pulls Logan back through the black curtains and out onto the stage. Logan grabs at the rope, jerking GD off balance and using it to shift his own body weight and climb to his feet. Gravedigger rushes at Logan and gets caught in a belly to belly – Logan throws GD over his head and he hits the top of the ramp beginning a roll. The force of the maneuver and dead weight takes Logan off his feet as well and he goes tumbling down the ramp with Gravedigger. The two come to a rolling stop near the bottom.
Shannan Lerch: I’m sure these two can’t wait to get that rope removed.
Gravedigger and Logan begin making it to their feet and edging towards the ring. GD head smashes Logan into the apron and pushes him in following behind. Logan gets up, shoving Gravedigger back into the turnbuckle and ramming his shoulder into his midsection. GD elbows Logan in the back of the head and Logan stumbles backwards. Gravedigger goes to kick Logan in the stomach and Logan grabs GD’s foot hitting a dragon screw legwhip. GD manages to roll back onto his feet, yanking the rope and Logan forward into a quick powerslam followed by a pin.
NO! Kick out. Gravedigger reaches down for Logan and gets rolled up out of nowhere.
Logan puts his feet on the ropes!
Kick out. Logan and GD get to their feet together and GD knees Logan in the stomach and hits the Respecto immediately dropping down and pinning!
Thrr – kick out!
Gravedigger sets up to his knees, grabbing Logan by his hair and pulling him up onto his feet. GD tosses Logan over his shoulder, signaling the end with a Death Driver! No! Logan falls off and wraps Gravedigger in a sleeper dying to hit another Connector! No! GD elbows Logan in the temple, Logan stumbles around and GD grabs him back up for the Death Driver and this time HITS IT! NO! Logan manages to headlock Gravedigger preventing the move and then flips over his shoulder nailing a Connector! ALMOST! GD pushes Logan forward at the last possible second and breaks it up. The two standoff staring at one another with disbelief.
Zach Davis: Jam Willy Jesus Christ!
The two lock up, Logan gaining advantage and hitting a snapmare. He tries to turn it into a sleeper hold but GD powers through, grabbing Logan by the neck and executing a snapmare as well. Gravedigger DOES however turn his into a sleeper, wrenching Logan’s neck around his arm. Logan struggles to get up and he eventually does, jabbing GD’s ribs and forcing him off. Logan steps back a bit and hits an Impact Style! GD falls forward. Logan rolls him over and hooks the leg.
Three- KICK OUT. Logan shakes his head in frustration.
Shannan Lerch: For peeps sake.
Logan eyes the chair, edging over to it and taking the steel into his hands and standing to his feet. He reaches down for the rope helping GD climb back up. Gravedigger stands and Logan swings! GD ducks the chairshot and the chair hits the ring ropes, bounces back, and hits Logan square in the face! Logan stumbles backwards and gets rolled up in a schoolboy!
Zach Davis: Oh my!
NO! Logan kicks out!
Gravedigger rolls over, completely exhausted. Logan lays down as well, clutching his forehead.
Zach Davis: The biggest icons in WCF history refusing to be out done by the other, that's what happens when two people that believe they are the best collide.
The two begin reaching their feet, Gravedigger making it up first, he battles Logan, hitting a right, and Logan fires back with a right as well. They then charge each other at the exact precise moment with a pair of close lines, knocking each other down and off their feet. Logan's arm rests over Gravedigger's chest and Gravedigger's arm his draped over Logan's. The referee for some reason or another acknowledges this as a pin fall.
Zach Davis: The referee is counting?! But they're pinning each other!
Shannan Lerch: He's an idiot! I don't even think Logan or Gravedigger realize what's going on.
THREE! Neither of them manage to get a shoulder up, completely out of it. Their arms remained laid over each other as the referee rings the bell.
Zach Davis: What the hell just happened? Who won?!
The referee signals the match a draw.
Shannan Lerch: IT'S A DRAW?! They pinned each other!
Zach Davis: I have never quite seen anything like this before.
Logan and Gravedigger eventually roll over, not really quite aware of what just happened or who won. The show cuts to commercial.
Zach Davis: This next match is what pay-per-views are all about, Shannan. Two men – once friends, now enemies – step into the ring for the very last time. Both put their careers on the line here tonight, but only one will walk away the winner.
Shannan Lerch: And there’s no way to tell which one it’ll be, Zach. Doc Henry and Johnny Reb have been at each other’s throats for years now, and given the number of times they’ve faced off in the ring, they’re pretty evenly matched. Tonight’s match will not only put one of them over the top… but will put the other out of a job.
Dr. Feelgood hits the speakers and as the main riff blasts through the arena, Doc, and Mary emerge on the stage, the Confederate Title around his waist. Looking around, he raises a fist in the air, then leads the way to the ring. Climbing up the steps, he holds the Ropes for Mary, who slinks lithely through. Doc steps trough the rooes and grins proudly as he pops the crowd drawing more boos as Mary takes the belt. Mocking them, he sits on the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent...
Zach Davis: And there’s Doc Henry, looking as cocky as ever. He doesn’t seem the least bit concerned that tonight might mark the end of his career.
Shannan Lerch: Or the end of his life. Johnny Reb has stated more than once that Doc Henry is a dead man walking. And speaking of the Inveterate Confederate…
The house lights dim, and the intro to Lynnyrd Skynnyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" hits the speakers. Hushed anticipation falls over the crowd as a spotlight illuminates the stage. Johnny Reb steps out from behind the curtain. A cheer goes up from the audience at his appearance. As the he walks down the ramp, a cascade of sparks rains down on the stage. The Inveterate Confederate circles the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. Johnny eschews the steps completely; he leaps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckles, posing for the cheering crowd for a moment before he jumps down, ready for the match to begin.
Zach Davis: Listen to this crowd, Shannan! They are going abso-fucking-lutely nuts! It’s pretty clear who they want to see win this thing.
Shannan Lerch: There’s some serious eyeballing going on between these two men. If looks could kill, they’d both be – holy crap! Doc Henry isn’t even waiting for the bell! He just walked up and slapped Johnny Reb across the face!
Johnny looks sort of stunned for a second, and then shakes it off. The din of the booing crowd drowns out his words, but we can read his lips pretty clearly: “Oh, THAT’S how it’s gonna be, huh?” Doc’s only response is an infuriating smirk. The bell dings, and Reb closes the distance in a flash, striking his opponent with a stiff short-arm clothesline across the throat. Henry staggers, but catches his balance again and gives Reb another smug look, motioning him to keep it coming.
Zach Davis: This is definitely a match that favors Doc the Cock, being as there are essentially no rules. Henry is well practiced at breaking them all anyway. Reb, on the other hand…
Rules or no rules, Johnny is on the offensive. He takes a swing at Doc; Henry dodges, still smiling. And then Reb does something completely unexpected – he brings a knee up between Doc’s legs! Henry hits the mat, obviously in pain. Johnny doesn’t let up. A kick to the face lays Doc out flat. Reb pounces and lays into him with a series of mounted punches.
Shannan Lerch: So, you were saying, Zach…?
Zach Davis: Damn! I didn’t know Johnny Reb had this kind of a vicious streak in him. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen this side of the Inveterate One.
But the onslaught doesn’t last. Reb knows he’ll tire quickly. He drives down with one more fist – one too many. Doc turns his head at the last second and takes advantage of Johnny’s momentary imbalance to shove Reb off. Both competitors get back to their feet, circling warily. Johnny makes a grab for Doc, but Doc evades and winds up snatching a handful of Reb’s hair. He pulls back and executes a quick knife hand chop to the throat that leaves Johnny gasping for air. Unwilling to give him time to recover, Henry Irish whips Reb into the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: Talk about ring awareness! Even dazed as he must be, Reb has the presence of mind to use his momentum as he rebounds off the ropes and nails Henry with another clothesline.
Zach Davis: But he lacks the strength to do any real damage this time. Doc Henry is still firmly in control as he kicks Johnny in the gut and sets him up for a pedigree.
Somehow, though, Johnny manages to regain control and parlays Doc’s attempted pedigree into a headscissors takedown. Reb is on his feet again in seconds, and scales the nearest turnbuckle.
Shannan Lerch: A little early for it, but Reb’s going high risk. He knows the only way to win this match is to end it quickly and decisively!
Zach Davis: He’d better rethink that! Doc Henry’s up again, and he’s got murder in his eyes!
Johnny hesitates for just a moment – and proves the old adage that he who does so is lost. Henry leaps to the second turnbuckle, and a battle for control of the high ground ensues. Blows are traded in equal measure, but Doc’s footing is just slightly more secure, and he shoves Reb hard to the outside. A concrete floor, protected by half an inch of foam rubber and vinyl, receives Johnny Reb with an unwelcoming SMACK!
Shannan Lerch: Reb is in trouble now! Doc Henry isn’t even going to wait for him to get up again. He’s perched on the top turnbuckle, measuring, calculating… and Frogsplash right onto Johnny Reb!
Zach Davis: Not the smartest move we’ve ever seen out of Doc Henry. Looks like he might’ve hurt himself in the process.
Slowly, Henry gets up again, surveys the damage – and is not yet satisfied. He grabs Reb by the hair and hauls him to his feet. Dazed, Johnny tries to resist as Doc drags him to the crowd barrier. Spectators cluster, trying to push past beefy security personnel, all wanting to see firsthand what further injury either competitor may cause. Doc prepares to slam Johnny’s head against the steel barrier – but Reb puts both hands on the guardrail and resists. Again, Henry tries… and again Johnny fights back. Frustrated, Doc shoves him toward the ring; Reb’s spine hits the edge of the apron, causing him to wince.
Shannan Lerch: Christ! I think Doc is actually trying to kill Johnny!
Zach Davis: Well, it IS a deathmatch, Shannan…
He may be in pain, but Johnny Reb is far from done. The Inveterate One launches himself at Doc, both men spilling over the steel barrier and into the ringside seats. Some thoughtful attendee hands Johnny his chair, which Reb accepts with a backward glance and a quick smile of thanks… before he proceeds to beat the living shit out of Doc Henry. Again, and again, and again, the chair crashes down on Doc’s head, shoulders, and back with that dull metallic sound we love so much.
Soon, though, Doc has had enough. His hand gropes for a weapon of his own as he seeks to fend off Reb’s onslaught. Instead, he gets a handful of some chick’s ass. The chick squeals in mock-offense and slaps Henry. Caught up in a homicidal red haze, he turns on her with a snarl and snatches the chair she had so recently occupied. Doc raises it, intent on doing the young woman some serious mischief…
Shannan Lerch: Oh no! What the hell is Doc Henry doing?! He’s about to attack a paying audience member! I don’t think our liability covers this…
Before Henry can bring his weapon to bear, there is a tap on his shoulder. He turns, confused, and eats already dented steel. Henry stumbles back, but not far. The crowd, now enraged at the near assault of one of their own, shoves him back toward Reb. Johnny meets his antagonist with a raised steel chair, but Doc seems ready for him this time and blocks with his own.
CLANG! The sound of steel against steel rings out and echoes through the already noisy arena. Both competitors are swinging their chairs at one another for all they’re worth. Yet, as if each knows what the other is thinking, the chairs clash over and over.
Zach Davis: What the hell? They’re…fencing?!
Yep. Just like Errol Flynn, Johnny backs through the crowd and toward the aisle steps, looking to take the high ground. But then, just like in the movies, Doc manages to get the chairs tangled and, with a terrific pull, he sends Reb’s weapon sailing through the air to land dangerously close to the announce table.
Without missing a beat, Johnny springs to the aisle way. Henry is right behind him, lifting the chair up for another attack. Reb counters with a kick that shoves the chair right back into Doc’s face.
Shannan Lerch: Holy hell! The Inveterate Confederate draws first blood! Doc’s nose might be broken!
Infuriated, Henry drops the chair and runs at Johnny, catching him around the waist. Doc lifts him up, twists, and plants Reb on the stairs to a collective gasp from the crowd.
Zach Davis: Looks like Henry has the advantage now. Reb’s taken a few too many hits, and he’s slowing down. This could be the last straw.
Doc wanders over and nudges Johnny with his boot. Reb doesn’t move. With slow deliberation and a sadistic grin, Henry places a foot across Reb’s throat, and little by little, starts to apply pressure.
Shannan Lerch: No, Zach. THIS is the last straw. Johnny Reb is out of it, and it looks like Doc Henry is intent on putting him down for good. Wait! A sign of life!
Indeed… without warning, Johnny locks both hands tightly around Doc’s ankle, eliciting a look of surprise from Henry. The audience is firmly behind him, leaning in as close as they dare, chanting.
Crowd: JOHNNY REB! *clap clap clap* JOHNNY REB! *clap clap clap*
As the chant increases in speed and intensity, the Inveterate Confederate seems to draw strength from the sympathetic crowd. An almighty shove sends Doc backward to land on his ass, while Johnny struggles to his feet. Looking at Henry, he shakes his head and waggles a finger at him. Doc seems a little uncertain. He rises and starts to back up the stairs, bit by bit. With a wicked smile of his own, Johnny pursues him. Reb lunges forward, grabbing Henry in a facelock – but Doc slips out of it and hightails it up the steps.
Cameras follow as Johnny chases his foe all the way into the lobby. Their sudden appearance startles the few souls waiting in line at a souvenir stand, instead of being in their seats where they belong. Doc Henry shoves his way past and leaps the counter, forcing the lone, bored cashier out of the way. Reb is after him in an instant. Doc reaches for the nearest item he can find – a replica Tag Title belt – and promptly bashes Johnny in the face with it. Reb backs off, and Henry hits him again, opening up a cut on Johnny’s forehead.
Zach Davis: Both competitors now up front, and…apparently using WCF merchandise as makeshift weapons! Doc is just going apeshit with that replica title belt, and Reb is bleeding pretty freely now.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, but don’t count Johnny out yet. He’s stood up to the worst Doc has thrown at him so far…
The Inveterate Confederate ducks the next blow aimed for his head and blindly reaches for whatever comes to hand. He is slightly disappointed to find himself holding a ToT T-shirt, but he makes the best of it. When Henry takes another swing at him with the belt, Reb uses the T-shirt to catch a wrist, twisting it around for a secure grip. With a hard yank, Johnny pulls Doc off balance and brings up a knee upside his head.
Henry drops the belt to the floor, dazed. Reb unwraps the shirt from Doc’s wrist and winds it around Henry’s neck instead. A kick to the back of Henry’s knee forces him to kneel, and Johnny presses his advantage, using the shirt to choke the life out of his adversary.
Zach Davis: Well, one way or another, it’s starting to look like we might see an actual murder here tonight!
Shannan Lerch: We may, Zach, but not right now. Johnny looks like he’s having second thoughts about this, and Doc takes full advantage to escape.
Clutching at his reddened throat, Doc works his way out of Reb’s reach. Johnny drops the now slightly torn and sweat-stained T-shirt and goes after Henry again. Both men are looking worse for the wear, reactions slowed dramatically, so they sort of tumble clumsily back over the counter and spill out on the lobby floor. Each takes a moment to catch his breath, by tacit agreement giving one another the time to struggle back to a standing position again.
Before long, though, the fight resumes and evolves into an all-out brawl that carries the two outside. They work their way through the parking lot, staying close to the building itself, throwing the occasional wild haymaker amongst a flurry of jabs and uppercuts. Reb slams Doc onto the hood of a car, startling the youth attempting to break into it. Henry kicks him away and bounces back up, scooping up the crowbar left behind by the would-be auto thief. A wild swing with the crowbar catches Reb across the ribs with an audible CRACK!
Zach Davis: Hm. Crowbar versus ribs. This is damn near over.
Shannan Lerch: Probably. Those of you watching at home, well… it might be a little late, but you may want to send your kids out of the room for the rest of this one.
Gasping, Johnny edges his way around the corner of the building, just out of Doc’s line of sight. When Henry approaches, incautious with the crowbar in hand, Johnny drives a knuckle into the nerve cluster in Doc’s right shoulder. Doc looks puzzled when his whole arm goes numb, and his fingers involuntarily release the crowbar. Unwilling to let Henry gain another advantage, Johnny grabs his former tag team partner by the back of the head and rams him face first into the wall. But he doesn’t let up yet. Maintaining a firm grip, Reb drags Doc’s face along the length of the wall – an obvious distortion of Doc’s infrequently used rope burn technique.
And still, the battle rages – albeit in a desultory kind of way. Still firmly in control, Johnny hustles Doc into the arena through the back entrance – where, hours before, they had arrived in good health and more than ready for this final clash.
Zach Davis: It looks like Doc Henry has gotten a second…or third, or fourth wind. I’ve lost track. Anyway, he turns the tables on Johnny by shoving him through a door – right into the ladies’ locker room!
Shannan Lerch: And none of them looks happy about it, Zach!
Zach Davis: Who cares? Half-dressed WCF hotties – that’s entertainment!
Doc is momentarily distracted by the sight of so much female semi-nudity, though Reb barely seems to notice. Either way, the girls ain’t happy and quickly eject both competitors from their locker room… much to the disappointment of the male members of the viewing audience. The brawl carries them along the hallway to the backstage area, where Henry locks in a headlock on Reb, drags him through the curtain, and plants him right on the stage with a DDT.
Shannan Lerch: And they’ve come full circle! Doc Henry and Johnny Reb are back in the arena… but what the hell is Doc doing now?
Zach Davis: If I’m not mistaken, Shannan, it would seem he’s scaling the supports that hold the Jumbotron in place. He’s… I don’t believe this… he’s going to jump off that thing!
Shannan Lerch: Wait! Maybe not! Johnny Reb is starting to sit up…
Reb shakes his head, trying to clear the haze. He wipes blood from his eyes and finally becomes aware of the audience yelling, pointing, trying to tell him something. His gaze follows a thousand pointing fingers up… way up… where Doc Henry is doing his best King Kong impression, only without a struggling Faye Wray clutched in his hand. Johnny’s eyes widen. He only has one option. But his head is swimming; his balance is off. Even so… Johnny Reb starts to climb.
Higher and higher, both of them go. Doc is ahead, but Reb is gaining on him. The audience buzzes with excitement as Henry reaches the pinnacle and stands above the ‘Tron, looking down. Waiting. It takes a few seconds more, but Johnny finally makes it and perches, somewhat unsteadily, on top. Doc’s eyes meet Johnny’s. This is it. This is the moment that will define one career – and end another. Assuming either of them survive.
Zach Davis: I think I know what these two are thinking… and I don’t like it. Better have the medics on standby, because this ain’t gonna be pretty.
Slowly, Johnny and Doc move toward each other, twin looks of grim determination on their faces. They are beyond animosity now, beyond hate. All either of them wants is for this grueling, punishing match to be over with. They both move at the same time, reaching for one another like long lost friends. Johnny’s arm snakes around Doc’s waist, while Henry’s arm goes around Reb’s neck. What happens next is not entirely clear. The slightest motion – the placement of a foot, a twist of the shoulders – whatever it is, it sends the two mortal enemies plummeting from the top of the Jumbotron.
The crowd holds its collective breath. Time slows to a molasses crawl. Down, down, and down they fall… And then, time resumes its normal pace. As one, Doc and Johnny crash onto the stage with a sickening thud and lie still. There is silence. Someone in the audience screams.
Shannan Lerch: OHMYGAWDHOLYFUCKSHITTHEY’REDEAD!!!! Doc Henry and Johnny Reb just flat out killed each other!
Zach Davis: GET THOSE MEDICS OUT HERE NOW! Why can’t we go to commercial? Damn pay per view.
On cue, medics rush the stage in such numbers that no one can see what’s going on. They toil busily for several moments, before hefting the competitors to a pair of stretchers and wheeling them backstage as fast as possible.
Zach Davis: After all of the talk, all of the drama and all of the anticipation, the time has finally arrived to see who's going to walk out of Aftermath with the WCF World Championship, and bragging rights as the best wrestler in the world today!
Shannan Lerch: This is one of the most eagerly anticipated World Title matches that I can recall. Price spoiled my brother's plans for a World Championship rematch between Fly and Twilight, when he upset Fly at XIII to win the belt, but in the end that's only added to the maze of storylines that have brought us to this incredible triple threat showdown!
Zach Davis: As entertaining as it was to see Fly and Twilight battle at Explosion, and Price and Fly lock horns at XIII, I think that having all three of them in the ring at once makes this an even better match than any possible one-on-one combination.
Shannan Lerch: I agree with you, Zach. As you said, when this match is over there will be no doubt as to who's the best. What more can you ask for?
The lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drum beats. The crowd begins to boo MASSIVELY as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.
Kyle Steel: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at 142lbs, she is THE ONLY ONE WHO MATTERS in Professional Wrestling...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!
Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening boos and soaks them all in, as if she enjoyed the crowd's hatred. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah stands in the center of the ring, posing, almost as if for her own amusement as the crowd's boos become even LOUDER.
Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight has been obsessed with capturing the World Championship from the moment that she arrived in WCF, almost to the point of insanity.
Shannan Lerch: Insanity is a relative term in WCF, Zach, but there's no doubt that Sarah's had a singular focus on capturing the biggest prize in WCF, and she might just do it tonight.
The lights in the arena go out. Blackness is all that prevails around as the crowd anxiously stirs. After a few seconds, blue strobes emerge on the stage zooming around in no particular pattern. The strobes center themselves onto the stage, overlapping themselves and illuminating the silhouette of a man.
“The Champ” by Ghostface Killah begins playing and the crowd begins to boo. The lights flicker on and off in conjunction with pyros shooting upward. The lights turn on fully and Jonny Fly is seen standing on the stage. Fly stares out at the crowd and smirks at their reaction. He slowly begins walking down the ramp oblivious to those shouting at him from the crowd.
Zach Davis: Fly is no longer wearing the World Championship belt around his waist, but he appears to be as cocky as ever!
Shannan Lerch: *swoon* He's so dreamy! Look at those eyes... and that butt!
Zach Davis: Shannan! Focus!
Shannan Lerch: I am focused! I'm focused on Jonny's toned physique and ruggedly handsome face!
Zach Davis: Perhaps we could discuss the match, just for a moment, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: *sigh* Fine, if you insist. Jonny has an ego, for sure, but he's really friggin' good so why shouldn't he be cocky!?
Zach Davis: *Rolls eyes* Expert analysis as always, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: Thank you!
With the absence of music to accompany his arrival, Jay Price walks out onto the stage and pauses as he listens to the mixture of hate filled boos and smarky cheers. He then walks down the ramp and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Then he walks over to the nearest corner, climbs up to the second turnbuckle and delivers his trademarked smirk as he flips off the crowd. Finally he hops out of the corner and begins to loosen up for his match.
Zach Davis: I have to admit, it's still feels surreal when I look at Price and see him wearing that World Championship belt, but there's no doubt that he earned it with his performance in that Orange Clockwork House of Fun match at XIII.
Shannan Lerch: Price went through hell to get the belt, not just in that match but over the first three years of his WCF career. The question is, now that he has the belt can he hang onto it?
Price removes the belt from his waist and stares at it for a few moments. He hoists the belt above his head, popping the fans. Price takes one more look at the gold faceplate of the belt and hands it over to referee Zip Wingdinger. Price, Fly and Twilight have each chosen a corner of the ring. They glance back and forth at each other with focused looks on their faces and disdain in their eyes.
Zach Davis: The tension in that ring is about to give way to unbridled violence!
Shannan Lerch: Fuck yeah, let's do this!
Wingdinger calls for the bell!
Price studies both of his challengers. He feints toward Twilight and then explodes at Fly with a running dropkick to the face. Twilight swarms Price with strong punches and follows with a high-angle backbreaker. A pissed off Jonny Fly punts Price as hard as he can in the champion's head before unloading on Twilight's chin with a European uppercut. Twilight responds with a front toe kick and Irish whips Fly into the ropes. Twilight bursts with a clothesline to Fly's chest, knocking him down. Price gets to his feet, holding his head, and Twilight instinctively turns around to face him. Twilight runs at Price for a side kick, but Price catches her foot. Price spins Sarah around and throws her across the ring with a release German suplex. Price gets up and lets out a yell as his hometown Philly crowd cheers him on.
Zach Davis: Great action so far and Price is standing tall right now! Can he make a successful defense of that belt that he fought and bled for three years to finally win?
Shannan Lerch: Not if Fly has anything to say about it!
Fly spears Price from behind with thunderous impact, drawing a chorus of boos from the crowd. Fly flips them off and then drops on top of Price, unleashing a flurry of punches to the champion's face. Price fights back with punches from the bottom. Fly answers with a stiff forearm, then gets to his feet and stomps Price in the chest. Fly Irish whips Price, but Price reverses and sends Fly into the ropes. Fly is met on the rebound with a cross body from Sarah Twilight! Twilight turns her attention to Price. Price tries to lock up with his female foe, but Twilight is too quick for him and plants the World Champion with a jumping neckbreaker. Twilight puffs out her chest and lands a quick kick to Price's ribs before pulling him to his feet. Twilight finds paydirt with a knee to the midsection and a pull-back clothesline that drops Price. Hearing her opponent's footsteps, Twilight turns around just in time to get folded in half by a football tackle from Jonny Fly!
Zach Davis: No one can get a clear advantage in the opening minutes of this match!
Shannan Lerch: Every time someone builds some momentum, they end up getting cut down again! That's what makes this kind of match so unpredictable.
Fly looks like he's feeling pretty good about himself as he lifts Sarah onto his shoulders and flattens her with a Death Valley Driver. Fly then casts a glare at Price, who makes a beeline toward Jonny. Price and Fly have it out with an impromptu slugfest in the middle of the ring as the crowd goes apeshit. Women and children are covering their eyes, trying to shield themselves from the sheer brutality of flying fists and elbows, while in stark contrast husbands and fathers are cheering for blood. Crimson plasma drips from Price's nose after Fly lands a solid hook. A cut is opened above Fly's eye after that jab by Price. They suddenly clinch at mid-ring and unfurl a grotesque barrage of short punches and elbow strikes that further batter both men. The crowd is instantly whipped into a frenzy. In their haste to pummel the snot out of each other, Price and Fly have allowed Twilight to regain her bearings. Without warning Sarah flies off the top rope, clobbering both men in the head with a picture perfect missile dropkick.
Zach Davis: Fly and Price were preoccupied with each other and Sarah Twilight made them pay!
Shannan Lerch: You can't turn your back on this woman! She will do whatever it takes to win that belt and she's just as dangerous as any man!
Twilight locks Fly in a modified single leg crab and then turns to Price and slaps him in a neck crank. Sarah twists and tweaks on her opponents' limbs while gritting her teeth, applying as much pressure as she can without wearing herself out. Jonny lets loose with obscenities while Price gasps for air, both men struggling to escape from Twilight's clutches. The crowd actually begins cheering for Sarah, impressed by her ability to subdue two larger male opponents with skillful grappling technique. Eventually Fly and Price begin to diverge, straining for the ropes in opposite directions of the ring. This prompts Sarah to release both men from their respective submissions, satisfied for now with the damage that she's done. Sarah drops a knee to the back of Price's head and then focuses on Fly. Sarah pairs a Russian legsweep with an inverted DDT, as she puts Fly on the skids and leaves him floored on the canvas. Sarah hits a running snap kick to Fly's head and then makes the cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Twilight sets Fly down again with a T-Bone suplex and then turns to Price, who is getting to his feet. Sarah runs toward Jay with a spirited gleam in her eyes, but Price alertly counters with a Yakuza kick to the chin, cutting Twilight down in her tracks. Price is quick to follow up, the champion punishing Sarah with a double-underhook backbreaker and a rolling snapmare. Sarah looks shaken up as she struggles to regain her vertical base. Jay senses that she's in trouble as he moves in for a scoop slam then climbs to the top turnbuckle. Price hits a diving headbutt on Sarah and then pops back to his feet, ducks a super kick by Jonny Fly and hits Fly with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Price appears fired up as he yells out to his fans. Fly returns to his feet and is greeted with a litany of knife edge chops to the chest and throat from the champion. The crowd Woo!'s itself silly as Price lands chop after chop. Fly abruptly counters with a skull-rattling Enzuigiri. Jay absorbs the full impact of the kick and drops to the mat before incredibly bouncing back to his feet. Fly is waiting though and he flips Price to the mat with a lightning-quick Hurricanrana into a pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight makes the save!
Shannan Lerch: Price may have been able to kick out, but Sarah couldn't chance it. She did the smart thing!
Fly sneers at Sarah while he super kicks her in the face. Twilight holds her jaw, her emerald eyes teething with rage, before she explodes with a forearm smash that plants Fly on his buttocks. Sarah puts the boots to Fly with repeated hard stomps to the face. After wearing out the soles of her wrestling boots, Sarah climbs to the top rope and flies off with a diving elbow drop to Fly's chest. Price attacks Sarah from behind before she can even make the pin attempt on Fly. Price is like a wildman as he pummels Sarah with repeated knee strikes to her head. Price finally ragdolls Sarah to the mat and then comes off the second rope with a legdrop across the throat. Jay turns and sees Fly recovering, which is not something that makes the champion happy. Price grapples Fly from behind and looks as if he's setting up for an ungodly suplex of some kind, but Fly counters with a mule kick to the groin and hits a quick DDT. The referee warns Fly about the groin shot and subsequently refuses to count Fly's pin attempt on Price. Fly yells all sorts of smack at the referee, "Do you know who the fuck I am? I'm Jonny Fly, you asshole! I make more in one night than you've made in your entire miserable--" Fly's tirade is cut short as he's rolled up from behind by Twilight!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Twilight is all over Fly like a cheap suit as she tosses him around with a Royal Butterfly, a Fisherman suplex and a Samoan drop, all in the span of about fifteen seconds. Sarah Twilight has gone ballistic on her nemesis Fly!, and she has the crowd eating out of the palm of her hand. Sarah doesn't care about those peons though. She's much more interested in the Octopus stretch that's she's locked Fly into. Sarah is twisting Jonny like a pretzel, and Jonny can't believe that he once again finds himself at the mercy of this red-headed she-devil. You can see the incredulity in Fly's eyes as Sarah torques his arm, neck, back, kneecaps, bootyus maximus... and uh, you know, whatever else gets torqued by an Octopus stretch. Price has taken to gawking at Fly's misfortune. Jay's having himself a mighty chuckle as Jonny scowls and spits and sneers and curses and acts like a total douche toward Sarah and Jay and anyone else within shouting distance. The man's in pain, yo!
Zach Davis: Price is enjoying Fly's torment, but how much longer can he let this continue?
Shannan Lerch: That's a good point, Zach. If Twilight can submit Fly she'll win the match and the belt. Price has to realize that, even if he's amused by Fly's suffering.
Finally Jay has seen enough of the discourse, and fearing that Jonny might actually tap out at the rate that his face is turning blue, decides to shellack the unsuspecting Twilight with a fearsome Enzuigiri. The Mistress of Mischief hesitates before ungracefully faceplanting onto the mat. Price wastes no time in going after Fly. Price hangs Fly up in the ropes and violently spikes him with a DDT, the crowd gasping at the sheer impact of the blow. Price aggressively pummels Fly with strikes on the ground before pulling him back to his feet and whipping him hard into the turnbuckles. Price explodes with a running lariat across the chest and then climbs onto the turnbuckles and rains down punches on Jonny's skull as the fans count along.
Crowd: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT... NINE... TEN!
Price adds one more for good measure.
Crowd: ELEVEN! PRICE! PRICE! PRICE!
Fly looks out of it as Price pulls him out to mid-ring by his hair. Price kicks Fly in the midsection, grabs him by the back of his head and nails him with a vicious single-knee facebuster.
Zach Davis: Busted Grill! Price hit it! He pins Fly!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Twilight stomps Price in the back to break up the pin and then pulls Jay to his feet and tosses him over the top rope! Price takes a hard spill on the floor while Twilight pulls Fly up and Irish whips him into the ropes. Twilight plasters Fly with a belly-to-belly suplex and quickly climbs the ropes. Twilight moonsaults into a double foot stomp on Fly's chest!
Zach Davis: Broken Spirit by Sarah Twilight! We could have a new champ!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREEENO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Shannan Lerch: Wow! Johnny got his shoulder up just in time! That was close!
Zach Davis: Give Fly credit where it's due, the man can take a beating!
Twilight wastes no time protesting, she's too focused on winning this match. Sarah hangs up Fly in the ropes and then drops him with a painful neckbreaker. Fly writhes in pain on the mat and Twilight keeps on the attack. Sarah drags Fly into the corner and ties him up in a Tree of Woe. She climbs up to the top rope and drops down with a Ghetto Stomp to the face!
Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight says "You Don't Matter" to Jonny Fly!
Sarah makes another pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Shannan Lerch: Jonny grabbed the rope! He's tough AND smart!
Zach Davis: Now Sarah is starting to look frustrated! She thought she had Fly that time!
Twilight climbs out to the apron and looks as if she's waiting for Fly to get up. Suddenly a pair of hands grab her ankles and yank her off the apron, causing her to smack the edge of the ring with her face! Sarah lands on her feet but she's in obvious pain. Sarah turns around to find the culprit and eats a jumping cutter from Jay Price!
Zach Davis: Price hit the Downfall on Twilight!
Shannan Lerch: Price just got his revenge for being tossed to the floor by Sarah!
Price stands over Sarah's prone body and talks some serious smack.
Zach Davis: Hey! Look on the top turnbuckle! Jonny Fly is up there!
Jonny lives up to his surname as he flies off the top with a suicide dive onto the World Champion!, sending both of their bodies crashing into the security barrier at ringside.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
The crowd is sent into pandemonium as the bodies of the World Champion and his two challengers lie lifeless on the arena floor.
Zach Davis: Fly took a big risk and both he and Price paid for it! The question is who can recover first?
Shannan Lerch: It looks like Twilight is starting to recover, Zach. She's just noticing what happened to Fly and Price and it looks like it's sinking in to her that she could win this match!
Twilight uses the apron and the ropes to pull herself up to her feet. She shakes the cobwebs loose and walks over to where Price and Fly are lying. Sarah pulls Price up and leans him against the security barrier. She lands a couple of hard open-hand slaps to the World Champion's chest, then wraps her hands around his neck and begins strangling him!
Zach Davis: I think Twilight has snapped! She's trying to choke the life out of Jay Price! The referee is trying to get some separation here and break the hold, but Sarah looks like a woman possessed!
Shannan Lerch: I don't think she appreciated being dropped face-first onto the apron or being hit with the Downfall on that concrete floor!
Wingdinger frantically tries to pry Twilight off of Price. Sarah finally complies with the ref's demands and releases the choke. That does not, however, stop Sarah from continuing her assault. As Price gasps for breath, Twilight lifts him up and drops him throat-first across the barrier. Sarah quickly rolls Price into the ring and follows him in. Sarah stands Price up and lifts him for a powerbomb. With Price on her shoulders, Sarah doesn't simply drive his body into the mat though; She slingshots Price's body off the ropes for added momentum, THEN drives his body into the mat with a sit-out powerbomb!
Zach Davis: California Dream by Sarah Twilight! She could have the win!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Shannan Lerch: Fly pulled Price out of the ring and now he's opening up on the World Champion with rights and lefts!
Fly throttles Price with a flurry of quick punches and then...
Fly whips Price head-first into the steel ring post! Twilight climbs out of the ring to confront Fly and is met with a spinning European uppercut, one that viciously rocks her head back in a whiplash motion. Twilight is almost instantly KO'd by the punch, but she supports herself using the ring apron and manages to stay on her feet. Fly nods his head, impressed by this broad's ability to take a punch, but nonetheless he grabs her and hits not just a single suplex, not just a double suplex, but a TRIPLE SUPLEX onto the floor. Now Twilight is in trouble as Fly rolls her into the ring and makes the pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: Sarah got her foot on the rope to break up the pin!
Fly spits at the referee and flips him the double-bird in disgust. Wingdinger threatens to disqualify Fly, but Fly says "Read my contract, motherfucker. You can't touch me!" as he climbs the turnbuckles. Fly leaps off the top rope with a diving headbutt to the heart--
Zach Davis: Fly Swatter!
But Twilight rolls out of the way just before Fly hits the mat, skull-first.
Shannan Lerch: Jonny missed! Oh no! This is not good!
Price climbs into the ring now, not giving Fly or Twilight time to recover. He flips them both off and goes to work. Price lifts Fly up with a front suplex, then drapes Fly's legs over the top rope and executes a Snap Spinning Neckbreaker!
Zach Davis: Price Check on Fly!
Shannan Lerch: He's worth about five million bucks a year!
Zach Davis: I meant the move!
Shannan Lerch: Oh!
Price leaps up to the top turnbuckle in one single, fluid motion. He flips off the members of the audience, drawing a pop from the Philly faithful, and then flies off with a death-defying moonsault on Twilight! The crowd chants the World Champion's name!
Crowd: PRICE! PRICE! PRICE!
Zach Davis: WTF Maneuver by Price! He's got Twilight pinned!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREEeeee---NO!!!! KICK OUT!!!
Undeterred, Price rolls over to Fly and cradles him for the pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREEEENO~!!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Price looks at the ref in disbelief and vigorously claps his hands together.
Zach Davis: Price doesn't think he got a fair count from the ref on those two pin attempts, but he has to keep his focus. Don't let your temper get the best of you, Jay!
Shannan Lerch: We've had a lot of near-falls in this match, but no one has been able to put their opponent, or opponents, away. Price is in position to do that now if he can stay on task.
Price gets a look in his eye, a cold, merciless look as he glances down at Fly. The crowd begins to cheer, subtle at first, but soon erupting and reaching a fever pitch when Price looks out at them with that murderous gleam in his eyes. They know what's next.
Shannan Lerch: Price is ready to swat Jonny Fly once and for all! We saw him pin Fly after hitting him with Sunny No More at XIII and it looks like that's precisely what Price is setting Fly up for now!
Price slings Fly's arm over his shoulder and prepares to lift Fly into the air, when Price's knee suddenly buckles.
Zach Davis: Chop block from behind by Sarah Twilight!
Twilight has a look of pure hatred on her face as she pulls Price up from the mat and levels him with The Twilight Zone! She signals "That's it!" and makes the cover on Price.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: The pin was broken up by Jonny Fly! It looked like Twilight had Price dead to rites!
Fly pulls Twilight to her feet and hits a BIG spinebuster right in the middle of the ring. He takes a moment to recover from his injures and then climbs to the top rope. Fly springs off the ropes and hits The Fly Swatter on Twilight!, driving his skull into her heart with homicidal intent.
Shannan Lerch: Fly Swatter! Yes! Go, Jonny!
Fly hooks Twilight's leg as the referee makes the count.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: Price with the save! Jay Price just saved his World Title reign!
With a final gasp, Price pulls Fly to his feet and hits a jumping cutter in the middle of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Price hit The Downfall on Jonny Fly-
But no, Fly shoves Price off in mid Cutter, and Price's body hits Twilights. Fly kicks Twilight out of the ring before dragging Jay into the middle of it... and locking him in an Indian Deathlock!
Zach Davis: My Supremacy! Is this it!?
Jay looks up, pain on his face, clenching his eyes tight....
Shannan Lerch: Could this be it!? That WCF World Title means more to Jay Price than anything, he isn't going to give up that easily-
No. Shannan is wrong. Jay Price taps out.
Zach Davis: That's it, Shannan! I don't believe it! JONNY FLY HAS REGAINED THE WORLD TITLE!
The bell sounds, and Fly lets go of the Deathlock. He slumps over, exhausted. From outside the ring, Twilight looks up, disappointed, shaking her head.
Shannan Lerch: What an amazing match... Sarah Twilight once again proved why she's the real deal... this match could have easily been hers.
Zach Davis: No doubt, Shannan. She's one of the best in WCF, no one could say otherwise.
As Fly is handed the Title, Seth Lerch is headed to the ring, grinning ear to ear.
Shannan Lerch: The man defending Seth just won the World Title back from Seth's most hated rival... hah!
Seth slides in and shakes Fly's hand. Fly grins before sliding out of the ring, taking his World Title with him. Seth gets a mic.
Seth Lerch: HA! Ha, ha, hahaha! Great job, Jay. What do you have to say for yourself?
Jay barely makes it up before snatching the mic from Seth's hands.
Jay Price: Seth...... I heard something in the back right before I came out here, and...... I think... you're the biggest loser of all tonight....
Seth raises an eyebrow... until he's tackled by someone.
Shannan Lerch: OH NO! Who is it?! Someone save him-
But no one is going to save him. The man that tackled him was a police officer, and the officer quickly cuffs Seth.
Zach Davis: Ha! Jonny Fly really fucked Seth over, didn't he? Seth is being arrested! What does this mean for the WCF owner?
Indeed, several other police officers join the first one and escort Seth up the ramp. He has the saddest, most miserable look on his face as the fans chant "NA NA NA NA, NA NA NA NA, HEY HEY HEY, GOODBYE!" Price grins at the one good thing going for him tonight.
Shannan Lerch: I.. ugh.. damnit.
And with that, as the new World Champion and the former World Champion both watch Seth on his way to jail, Aftermath fades to black.