"All I know, is heroes come and villains go. Just give the lunatic a chance!" Black John by Stone Sour hits and Aftermath 2013 is live from Toronto, Canada! The Canadian crowd roars and cheers and goes generally bananas before we go to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Aftermath! We've been waiting for weeks and the night is finally here. Sarah Twilight gets her revenge on Eric Price.
Shannan Lerch: Hopefully, that is. Eric has proved to be one of the most resilient Champions in recent memory.
Zach Davis: Well, we still don't know the stipulations of the match, so... hopefully Sarah has a trick up her sleeve. As far as I'm concerned, the World Title reign of Eric Price has gone on more than long enough, and I'm ready for our first ever female World Champion.
Shannan Lerch: Last week, Sarah showed that although Eric has Gravedigger, Ortega, Joe and MS-13 behind him, she has many, many allies of her own. I'm not sure what's going to go down, Zach... but it's going to be big.
Zach Davis: We have a Tag Team Titles match that is bizarre to say the least. Both teams are at odds with one another.
Shannan Lerch: "At odds" may be putting it lightly. Waylon Cash HATES Steve Orbit. Fly and Black? That's a lover's quarrel. But Orbit and Cash.. it's more than that.
Zach Davis: I'm not so sure, Shannan, about Fly and Black. Two men with two huge egos like those two? I've seen what happens when Corey fights with his friends, and I've seen it first hand. It isn't pretty.
Shannan Lerch: Either way, one of those two teams will walk out as the Tag Team Champions. No one has been able to defeat Orbit and Cash yet, but then again, Fly is damn near unstoppable. So we'll see!
Zach Davis: After three months, we've got the Trilogy Cup Tournament finals. Ana Valentine, Benjamin Atreyu, and Skyler Striker face off to see who heads to Mexico for a World Title shot next month.
Shannan Lerch: This was supposed to be a singles match, but Valentine and Atreyu fought to a draw last month. This was also supposed to be for the Television Title, but Gable was able to steal that away from Skyler Striker one week ago!
Zach Davis: This is going to be a hellacious match: we have a first ever here. Clockwork Orange House of Fun... Ladder Match. Not only is it a Clockwork Orange House of Fun setup, but LADDERS are involved, with two belts suspended above those ring. It's a free for all!
Shannan Lerch: And it's a damn personal match here. Tek and FPV have a slight advantage, as they're teammates with Genesis. But then you've got Steeltoe Joe, the man that recently turned his back on Tek and Genesis. You've got Oblivion, enemy of Pantheon.. and Jay Price, Pantheon member and all around douchebag.
Zach Davis: All I know is, it isn't going to be pretty when Tek and Joe get their hands on one another, that's for sure.
Shannan Lerch: We've got Gravedigger and Davey Ortega teaming up to face the team of Morientes and John Gable, of Rebellion. Interesting thing to note here: Gable's TV Title is on the line. This match was booked before he became Champion.
Zach Davis: I don't know why Gravedigger constantly insists on being such a jerk, but... he does.
Shannan Lerch: Brad Kane and Cheetah Fighter face Grave Dancer and Voodoo. Personally I think this match was made as revenge from Jonny Fly, but that's just me.
Zach Davis: Cheetah Fighter wrecked Fly's office last week, and Brad Kane verbally tore him a new one. So... yeah, I don't know, but it wouldn't be surprising.
Shannan Lerch: We have a four way, with The Disease, Adam Young, Magnus, and the debuting Denise D'evil. Can't wait to see what she brings to the table.
Zach Davis: We have a rematch from Slam of a match that didn't actually happen! The Beholder vs Trey Reed... no disqualification! Hopefully Reed doesn't steal his pills again.
Shannan Lerch: And we've got a very exciting opener. After months and months, the one and only KIRA SAKAZAKI returns! The International Champion faces the Confederate Champion, live on PPV!
We cut to the backstage area where Hank Brown is standing by with Eric Price who is pacing back and forth.
Hank Brown: Eric, tonight you--
Eric Price: Tonight I step into the ring with that bitch, Sarah Twilight in a match that I don't even know the stipulations to yet. What kind of crap is that? This is not right Hank, that's what it is! I am being disrespected at every turn.
Hank Brown: Yes well, we have word that she is here and that the stipulation for the match is going to be announced!
Eric looks on intently and is still quite agitated as he continues to pace. He and Hank Brown watch on the video monitor backstage as 'The Only One' by Evanescence hits and our cameras take us back to ringside.
Zach Davis: Well folks, the day is here and the time is upon us. A little later on this evening Sarah Twilight will once again challenge Eric Price for the WCF World Championship in a match that we do not yet know the stipulations to. However, I have a feeling we're about to find out what they are!
Shannan Lerch: It's about time. She's unfairly kept Eric in the dark about exactly what type of match this will be. How could he even have prepared for it?
Zach Davis: I think that's his problem. Sucks to be him.
Sarah makes her way down to the ring to MASSIVE cheers. The Mistress of Mischief is handed a microphone as the music dies down. However, the cheers continue for another FULL five minutes. Finally, after they calm down, Sarah begins.
Sarah Twilight: So tonight is the night. The night that everyone has been waiting for...NO ONE more than me. You see, I told you Eric that this would be different...that it wasn't going to be just about the World Championship. I told you that I was going to be out for BLOOD and I meant every word of it.
HUGE cheers from the crowd.
Sarah Twilight: So tonight, Eric. You will find yourself in a situation that NO ONE on the WCF roster has ever been in before. You are going to find yourself locked inside of a cell with me to compete in one of the most BARBARIC and BRUTAL matches ever conceived. You are going to endure a night of LIVING HELL at my hands and I am going to make certain you suffere EVERY LAST MOMENT of it! Tonight Eric, you take part in the first EVER Abject Humiliation match in WCF History.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell is that?
Zach Davis: I have no idea. I've never heard of one. Though I am guessing we're going to find out.
Sarah Twilight: The rules are simple....there pretty well are NONE. Which means that I can do whatever I want to you and there is not a DAMN thing anyone can do about it! The two of us will be locked inside of that cell and we are going to have ourselves a BLOOD BATH. No disqualifications, No countouts!
The crowd ROARS with cheers.
Sarah Twilight: And that's just the start, Eric. There are no pinfalls or submissions either!
Shannan Lerch: WHAT?! How the hell do you win?
Sarah Twilight: In fact, the referee's only job in this match is to end it when one of us can NO LONGER CONTINUE! That's right Eric, the ONLY ways to win are first, to beat your opponent SO VICIOUSLY and SO BRUTALLY that they are FORCED to BEG and PLEAD with the referee to stop the match! The only other way you can win is to beat your opponent SO BADLY that they are unable to respond at all. In which case the referee will have NO CHOICE but to stop the match!
More HUGE roars from the crowd.
Sarah Twilight: I told you Eric...I warned you that this was bigger than you could ever imagine. I am GOING to make sure that you don't walk out of here tonight! You can GUARAN-FUCKING-TEE IT!
She drops the mic as 'The Only One' hits again and the crowd is going WILD.
Zach Davis: There you have it! Sarah Twilight challenges Eric Price for the WCF World Championship in the FIRST EVER Abject Humiliation match in history! This is HUGE!
Shannan Lerch: This is barbaric and sickening. It shouldn't be allowed!
Zach Davis: Well it is happening, and happening here tonight!
Shannan Lerch: That sneaky bitch. This isn't fair!
We ct backstage once more as Hank Brown holds the microphone up to Eric Price in order to get his reaction. Eric just STARES at the monitor in disbelief.
Eric Price: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
Eric hurriedly storms out of picture and toward the locker room area, obviously not happy with the news.
Zach Davis: Hello Everyone and welcome to Aftermath 2013! We're about to get our first match underway, Kira Sakazaki going up against Doc Henry!
Shannan Lerch: This is Kiras first match back in a long, long time so we'll see if Doc plays that to his advantage in the match
Beginner by VSK comes over the PA system as Kira, after a long absence makes his way onto the stage with the crowd chanting wildly “ Kira! Kira! Kira!” Kira runs down to the ring and slides into the ring, taking to the turn buckle to embrace his welcoming fans.
Shannan Lerch: It's great to see Kira back.
Zach Davis: It really is but can he beat Doc Henry?
Dr. Feelgood hits the speakers and as the main riff blasts through the arena, Doc, and Mary emerge on the stage. Looking around, he raises a fist in the air, the crowd cheering wildly as he 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 ropes and grins proudly as he pops the crowd drawing more cheers as Mary poses on him seductively.
Zach Davis: Mary leaves the ring as the ref rings the bell.
Doc and Kira square off and lock up in the middle of the ring, Doc taking the early go ahead with a side headlock. Kira struggles and kicks to jostle free but Doc shoots him off the ropes and goes for a back body drop but jumps up and rolls over Docs back. Doc stands back up and turns around
Shannan Learch: A fierce spinning back kick by Kira that caught Doc seriously off guard and Doc hits the mat like a sack of Sweet potatoes.
Zach Davis: Kira goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: Doc gets the shoulder up.
Kira goes for another spin kick but Doc catches it, Kira tries to twist around again with an enzuguri but doc ducks that as well! Kira now in a compromising position kicks off Doc with a mule kick as doc staggers back. Kira like a ball of fire charges Doc again with his high energy offense..
Shannan Lerch: jumping crescent kick by Kira..
Zach Davis: Caught by Doc Henry.
Doc grabs Kira and folds him up like a cannon ball and just slams him down on the mat. Doc picks Kira up and whips him into the turnbuckle. Doc charges right after and hits a clothesline, Kira nearly flips over the top rope. Doc sets Kira up on the middle rope as he hooks him up for a suplex, then the top buckle..
Zach Davis: Doc going for a super-plex...
Shannan Lerch: WHAT!
Zach Davis: Kira somehow managed to kick off of Doc Henry in free fall. Docs on his back, Kiras on his feet.
Doc scrambles to his fete as Kira comes out with a super kick...
Shannan Lerch: Gamblers Hand!
Zach Davis: Kira Sakazaki just kicked out of The Gamblers Hand!
Shannan Lerch: Doc Henry is frustrated, He thought he had it won.
Zach Davis: Wait, Kira wraps him up! School boy!
NOO!! KICK OUT!
Shannan Lerch: And Kira with a near fall of his own.
Doc kicks out at the last second, having been taken by surprise. Immediately Doc gets up and starts laying into Kira with stiff punch after stiff punch. The Hardcore Confederate has had enough and just lays right into Kira with the kind of fists only Doc can deliver.
Zach Davis: Doc has some of the best hands in WCF and he's using them to pepper Kira, revenge from that school boy and those kicks.
Shannan Lerch: Doc just isnt letting up, Sending Kira staggering near the corner.
Doc grabs a woozy Kira and whips him into the ropes. Doc follows prehaps for a spear...
Shannan Lerch: Kira with a spring board..
Zach Davis: Heavy Rotation! That spring board backflip kick!
Shannan Lerch: Kira Pins
Shannan Lerch: And Kira picks up the win tonight in his return match here at AFTERMATH!
Zach Davis: The No DQ match between The Bolder verse The Action Hero Trey Reed is coming up next.
Shannan Lerch: This should be one hard hitting match-uo!!
Zach Davis: I have no doubt it will be!!
The Memory Remains by Metallica hits
But the Memory Remains”
Beholder walks out in his custom made jersey. Beholder turns his back to the
Kyle Steel: Walking down to the ring.... From Portsmouth, England weighing in at 225 pounds... HE.... IS... BEHOLDER!!!
Beholder rolls under the bottom rope goes to the corner as he climbs it as a sparkle
Forgot About Trey" by Dr. Dre featuring Eminem, Trey Reed, Weird Al Yankovic and Los Angeles Philharmonic begins bumping bass so gangster that seats in the crowd begin to vibrate. Out from the fog of the entrance emerges a group of eleven beautiful backup dancers all krumping wildly and violently down the rampway. Suddenly the Last Action Hero appears running towards them with a head full of steam, and leapfrogs over the middle three dancers and breaks out into a C-Walk as the crowd goes APESHIT, because they all simply love the gangs of the 90s.
"Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say,
Kyle Steel: From Beverly Hills, CA he weights in ay 220 pound... He is The Last Action Hero-o-o-o... Trey Ree-ee-eed!!
His dancers follow his C-Walk toward the ring while snapping their fingers and moving like it was a Westside Story musical, as Trey alternates between throwing up gang signs and slapping high fives of those reaching out to touch him. At one point a fan tries to hand him a bottle of water, but he seems to have trouble unscrewing the cap to it and shrugs his shoulders, then hands it back! As he reaches the square circle, he effortlessly hops onto the apron and turns back, blowing kisses to his female dance crew, all of whom faint as the air kiss is delivered. He then slingshots over the ropes into the ring and begins stretching on the turnbuckles.
Zach Davis: A-a-and this match is underway!!
As Trey continues his pre-match warmups, Beholder charges in the direction, of his opponent.
Shannan Lerch: Trey Reed has no idea that Beholder is charging up behind him!!
Beholder rushes up behind Trey Reed, but The Last Action Hero quickly turns around....
Zach Davis: A spinning open-palm bitchslap!!
Beholder holds his face and looks shocked at his opponent.
Beholder slams a boot in the mid-section of HIS opponent.
Shannan Lerch: Reed chops Beholder's chest...
Zach Davis: Not just once, but three more chops!!
Each chop, Beholder winced out in pain. Trey Reed grabs Beholder and tosses him into the ropes. Beholder bounces off the ropes. The Last Action Hero drops down, Beholder hops over and continues his momentum to the other side of the ring. Bounces off the ropes and charges at his opponent.
Shannan Lerch: Trey Reed leapfrogs over the charging Beholder.
Beholder bounces off the ropes and charges at Trey Reed...
Zach Davis: DROPKICK!!!
Beholder drops to the mat...
Shannan Lerch: Another dropkick!!
Zach Davis: A THIRD DROPKICK!!!
Not giving up, Beholder keeps charging at Trey Reed...
Shannan Lerch: Koppu Kick!!
Beholder's back lands hard onto the mat. Beholder rolls out of the ring...
Zach Davis: That was the best thing to do. Slow down Trey Reed's momentum.
But, that DIDN'T slow down Trey Reed. The Last Action Hero flies to a nearby corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle and immediately flies off...
The crowd erupts from the elevation Reed had from the corkscrew plancha.
The impact from Trey Reed crashing into Beholder, their momentum crashes both of their bodies into a nearby security railing.
Crowd: AWESOME!!! AWESOME!! AWESOME!!
The Last Action Hero was the first to get up and immediately started to slap the nearby fans' hands, before throwing his arms into the air.
Crowd: TREY REED!! TREY REED!! TREY REED!!
Shannan Lerch: You can see who the fan favorite is in this match!!
Reed grabs for Beholder...
Zach Davis: Beholder had enough sense to notice Trey Reed next to him, to pop him into the mid-section with a back fist.
Reed momentarily drops to one knee from the gut shot, Beholder grabs his opponent and...
Shannan Lerch: Beholder ceremoniously tosses Trey Reed into the ring steps.
Beholder picks up Reed and....
Zach Davis: Spinning fireman slam!!
Reed arches his back up, in pain.
For the moment, Beholder looks around...
Shannan Lerch: Here we go... Beholder is looking for a weapon.
Beholder smiles, as he finds an unfolded chair. Beholder folds back up the chair and begins to slowly stalk Trey Reed. Reed slowly stands up with his back at Beholder...
Trey Reed arches his back.
Zach Davis: A second chair shot, to the back of Trey Reed!!!
Reed turns around. By that time, Beholder had taken a few step back...
Shannan Lerch: This might not be good!!
Beholder charges at The Last Action Hero...
Beholder swung the chair wildly and connects with Trey Reed's head, knocking him down in the process.
Zach Davis: This match is getting nasty quickly!
Shannan Lerch: These two want to establish themselves here in WCF!!
Beholder has dropped the dented chair. Trey Reed slowly gets up. Once again, Beholder has taken a few steps back. Trey Reed stumbles around, looking dazed and confuse. He turns around...
Zach Davis: SUPERKICK!!
With crossed eyes, Trey Reed's knees buckled, before collapsing to the ring side mats. Beholder looks under the ring. Instantly comes from under the ring with....
Shannan Lerch: A KENDO STICK!!
Trey Reed gets to a one knee...
Zach Davis: Right between the eyes!!
Beholder approach towards Reed, with his arms raised...
Shannan Lerch: Trey Reed nails Beholder with a low blow!!
Beholder drops the Kendo stick....
Beholder screams out in complete pain and anguish!!
Beholder: SON OF A BI-I-I-ITCH!!
The Last Action Hero drops the Singapore style weapon and grabs for his opponent...
Zach Davis: Trey Reed just threw Beholder into the security railing that is just a few feet from my right.
Shannan Lerch: Yea!! I'm on your left and I felt that impact!!
With his back against the railing, Beholder tries to get up...
Zach Davis: THERE GOES TREY REED!!
Reed charges at Beholder who is braced against the metal security railing....
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!
Shannan Lerch: YAKUZA KICK!!
Beholder collapses face first onto the ringside mats. Trey Reed grabs Beholder and places him back against the security railing. Reed backs up...
Zach Davis: UH-OH!! Trey Reed is going to do it again!!
Reed charges at a dazed and confused Beholder....
A fan: Beholder... take this!!
With a cross-eyed expression, Beholder turns around and grabs whatever the fan handed to Beholder. The Last Action Hero keeps charging at Beholder...
Zach Davis: WHAT THE HELL?!?!
Beholder nails his opponent with a crutch that was handed to him. With the massive impact to the skull of Trey Reed, the crutch splinters in several pieces. As Reed stumbles around...
Shannan Lerch: Beholder picks up Trey Reed...
The crowd cheers for Beholder...
Crowd: BEHOLDER!! BEHOLDER!! BEHOLDER!! BEHOLDER!!
Zach Davis: Falling forward lifting side slam!!!
Beholder looks down at Trey Reed, before quickly charging towards the ring, but he goes to a ringpost and climbs up the turnbuckles. He waits, for just a second before....
Shannan Lerch: WHAT THE HELL?!?
As Beholder flies into the air, it seems as if time slows down and the Air Canada Centre flashes with multiple camera phone...
Crowd: HOLY HITS!! THAT WAS AWESOME!! HOLY HITS!! THAT WAS AWESOME!! HOLY HITS!! THAT WAS AWESOME!! HOLY HITS!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!
Zach Davis: As the replay shows Beholder gets FANTASTIC height with this shooting star press!!
Beholder lands hard onto Trey Reed!! Beholder drags Trey Reed over to the commentating table...
Shannan Lerch: WATCH OUT ZACH!!
Beholder just threw The Last Action Hero the long length of the commentary table. Reed lands hard, near the time keeping area, where Kyle Steel is sitting. Beholder grabs a camera cable and proceeds to choke Trey Reed with it.
Zach Davis: Beholder is choking the life out of Trey Reed!!!
Immediately Beholder let's go of choking his opponent. But, gives a airless, but somewhat coherent Trey Reed an opportunity to hit Beholder in the stomach. Reed stumbles up, with a REAL confused look on his face. He looks at the crowd for some kind of reaction, while holding Beholder's head/neck area. the crowd erupts with thunderous cheers.
Shannan Lerch: IMPLANT DDT!!
Both men collapse to the ring side mats. The crowd erupts!!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!!
Reed stands up first and HE then proceeds to choke Beholder with the same camera cable. Beholder scrambles round, thrashing his arms around...
Trey Reed: TAKE THAT!!
Reed let's go of the cable and runs for the nearest ring corner. Reed climbs up to the top turnbuckle...
Zach Davis: The Last Action Hero flies!!!
Reed rotates his behind around....
The crowd goes complete nuts!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!
Shannan Lerch: Trey Reed just knocked the head off of Beholder with a Jean-Claude Van Damme roundhouse kick!!
Trey Reed grabs Beholder and tosses him into the ring. Reed grabs a chair, in the process. He patiently waits for Beholder to stand up.
Zach Davis: Beholder is standing...
Trey Reed tosses the chair at Beholder, who in an unaware sense of reality, grabs the thrown chair....
The crowd goes complete nuts!!!
Shannan Lerch: Reed tosses the chair, Beholder catches it and Reed just spins around and nails the chair which craches into Beholder's face, with a spinning heel kick!!!
Reed backs up as he waits for Beholder. Reed stands on one leg. the crowd begins to get crazy.
Zach Davis: Is this what I think this is?!
Reed is standing on one leg, the other leg bent slightly up, with his two arms out and his hands.wrists bent down.
Beholder stands up looks around eye contact with Reed...
Trey Reed nails Beholder with a crane kick!!
Shannan Lerch: Trey Reed is going for the pin!!!
Crowd: THREE-E-EE-E-E!!! NO-O-O-O-O!!
Zach Davis: Beholder kicked out of that?!
Trey Reed stomps around, getting the crowd hyped and psyched up!! He walks back over to Beholder....
Shannan Lerch: An out of nowhere The Cult Cutter!!!
Zach Davis: Beholder is going for the pin...
Crowd: THREE-E-EE-E-E!!! NO-O-O-O-O!!
(OOC-Ending Option #1)
Zach Davis: Beholder is stalking Trey Reed, waiting for his opponent to stand up!!
Beholder gets behind a slowly standing Trey Reed...
Shannan Lerch: Beholder gets Trey Reed in a Million Dollar Dream
Beholder is shaking Trey Reed around.
Zach Davis: Trey Reed could be out of it!! Stanley Moser is checking on The Last Action Hero!!
But, Beholder brings Trey Reed down to the ground with a leg vice around the body.
Shannan Lerch: THE LIBERATION!!
Stanley Moser checks on Trey Reed... NO RESPONSE....
Stanley Moser: RING THE BELL....
Zach Davis: Trey Reed was completely unconscious!!
Kyle Steel: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH..... BE-E-E-EHO-O-OLOLDER-ER-ER!!
Zach Davis: Fantastic match!!
Shannan Lerch: We've had a great evening so far and I'm not sure if its gonna get any better.
Zach Davis: Adam Young and The Disease are in action and against Magnus no less. You should enjoy that.
Shannan Lerch: I always enjoy that man.
Zach Davis: Thats just gross. In any event folks, don't mind my, um, college over here. Folks, we also another debut, the debut tonight of Denise D'evil.
The USSR flag proudly waves the screen WCF video as an octet of singers take thestage, four men and four women on the number of microphones, as the music starts, and they sing the Russian national anthem, as Magnus comes out from the back, proudly waving the flag of Russia, the crowd almost drowning him even louder chorus of boos and "Russia Sucks" chants. Magnus unphased by the
Shannan Lerch: So my Russian man meat.
Zach Davis: There are children watching!
Shannan Lerch: We're on net flicks, ain't nobody watching!
The lights dim down as a hush falls over the crowd. Left Behind blares over the PA system as lights begin to flash, The strobes kick on to show Disease standing in the ring, head down. Everything goes dark and silent for a moment before a very audible primal scream is heard throughout the arena. The lights return to normal to find The Disease standing in the ring, looking on at the crowd.
Zach Davis: Well if there ARE any children, advert your eyes. The Disease just hit the ring Ugh. Creepy.
Shannan Lerch: And there are a lot of creepy guys in WCF, so that's not a easy distinction.
"Freebird" by Lynyrd Skynyrd starts playing as the arena goes black. A cool fog starts to roll from the back and across the aisle way as spots of white light hit it. Out steps Adam Young and a single white spotlight follows him. He looks at the crowd and smiles. He starts towards the ring rubbing his wrists with an icey stare into the ring. He reaches the ring and runs his left thumb across his throat and the house lights come up. He climbs the ringside steps
Zach Davis: Love 'em or hate 'em, well, mostly hate 'em.
Shannan Lerch: Adam Young, the man whose mission it is to save WCF- from what, we aren't sure but Adam Young is the man whose gonna do it.
The houselights go down, as a red lights go over the crowd. Two balls of firecome down from the rafters and hit the stage setting it ablaze."Thunder Horse" by Dethklok begins to play, as the sound of a whinning horse is heard from within the flames. As the flames die down there in the center of the stage is a woman dressed in black mounted on a black horse. She taps the horse lightly and it goes into a light canter, as the flames roll down either side of the ramp way. When she reaches the ring she
Zach Davis: Wow, talk about an entrance. Maybe you're related to her?
Shannan Lerch: No I'm not related to Denise.
Zach Davis: Shannan, I was talking about the horse.
Shannan Lerch: Fuck you.
Zach Davis: Shannan, the children!
Shannan Lerch: yah, yah.
Young and The Disease look at each other and take off after Magnus, teaming up on the bigger man in the match. Gut kicks and clubbing blows double over Magnus as Denise decides to join the fray, peeling The Disease off of Magnus and lays into him with elbow smashes. Denise whips The Disease off the ropes..
Shannan Lerch: Strong side walk slam by WCF's newest talent.
Adam young over in the upper corner with Magnus gets a little too over carried away with his attacks as Magnus gets fed up, scooping Young up and spine bustering him down. Magnus reaches back and grabs Denise and tosses her into the ropes, toppling her over the ropes. Magnus goes for a big boot but Denise pulls the rope down and Magnus gets rung up on the ropes.
Zach Davis: HA! So much for your boy toy.
Denise takes to the top rope and launches off with a drop kick, sending Magnus to the floor.
Zach Davis: What a move! Clean Drop kick from the top buckle.
Shannan Lerch: But now Denise is in the ring and on her back with Young and The disease.
Zach Davis: Just like you, earlier today.
Shannan Lerch: Ugh, you're impossible.
Zach Davis: And you're easy. You're paint by numbers with the numbers AND the paint.
Back in the ring Young and The Disease start kicking away at Denise, sending her back to the aprin. Denise tries to get back up to her feet as Magnus gets up and sets her up on his shoulders.
Shannan Lerch: What are they doing now?
Young and The Disease, take to the ropes and both men dive outside the ring. The Disease vaults over the ropes, Young dives right through them..
Zach Davis: In a set of tandem action, The Disease and Adam Young just dove to the outside.
Shannan Lerch: It was like a super electric chair drop. There are bodies all along ringside.
Zach Davis: Look at Magnus, clutching at his knee, looks like he may have hurt it.
Shannan Lerch: Very true, he could have planted it and all the weight and the impact could have shifted it wrong.
Young is the first man to his feet, picking Magnus up and whips him into the steel ring post. Magnus clangs off the post as Young rolls him inside and drags his legs back over to the post. Magnus' legs dangle over the ring as Young takes the injuried knee and smashes it around the ring post.
The Disease is next to get up as he gets Denise to her feet too.
Crowd: WOOO … WOOO... WOO...
Zach Davis: Chop after sickening chop by The Disease.
Crowd: WOO... WOO...WOO...
Shannan Lerch: And chops returned by Denise.
Zach Davis: Hard Russian leg sweep by Denise.
Young turns his attention over to Denise as she gets back up...
Shannan Lerch: Running STO!
Young plays to the crowd as he rolls Denise into the ring. He follows her, ready to strike..
Zach Davis: Dragon Sleeper!
Magnus is still over in the corner, clutching at his knee as The Disease gets back in the ring..
Shannan Lerch: Sleeper hold to Adam Young!
Zach Davis: Young has Denise in a dragon sleeper and The Disease has Young in a sleeper hold of his own,
Shannan Lerch: And Magnus is seriously hurt in the corner.
Zach Davis: Wait! Magnus gets to his feet. He's shaking that knee out..
Shannan Lerch: Wizard Shines YOU! Shinning Wizard to The Disease.
Zach Davis: All the holds are broken as Magnus crumbles to the floor in pain by the ropes.
Denise gets to her feet first and waits for young to get to his feet..
Zach Davis: Spear!
Shannan Lerch: Adam Young is sent reeling as Denise turns her attention to The Disease who gets to his feet but gets sent over the top ropes with a cloths line.
Magnus gets up and comes from behind, setting Denise up for a jack hammer.
Zach Davis: Apollo Killer!
Shannan Lerch: NO!
Adam Young manages to shoulder block Magnus in the bad knee that allows Denise to flip over the back of Magnus and with out losing a beat, Denise hits a devastating move.
Zach Davis: There Can Be Only ONE!
Magnus turns around, limping on his back leg...
Shannan: AGAIN! I guess theres two!
The Disease hits the ring to break up the pin... ..
Zach Davis: The ref counts the three just before The Disease can break up the pin.
Shannan Lerch: Denise shows her smarts in this match, taking advantage of Magnus and her utilizing her quickness and sharp mind to hit There can be only one, not once but twice!
Zach Davis: The Disease must be livid, he was a hair away from making the match continue.
Shannan Lerch: Great debut win by Denise D'Evil!
The lights in the Arena go out as 'Blood' by Jim Johnston begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron. A circle of flames engulfs the center of the ring as a red V appears in the middle of it. Then just as quickly as it came it is gone and Voodoo is standing in the middle of the ring laughing hysterically as he backs into his corner.
The lights go dim as sirens begin sounding throughout the arena. 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing over the jumbo tron as red Pyrotechnics explode along the runway. Grave Dancer steps through the curtains and makes his way toward the ring. He wears a hooded Black robe with Grave Dancer printed on the back in red letters. With his head down and the hood over his head he climbs into the ring. After bouncing off the ropes he stands in the middle of the ring and removes his robe. The crowd gasps in awe at they see who is underneath. Grave Dancer moves to the corner where his partner is at to await their opponents.
As the lights go dark and the arena becomes eerie. "When Did This Storm Begin?" by Shiny Toy Guns is blasted through the arena. Loud cheers all around the arena. After the intro of the song, Cheetah Fighter comes out from backstage with a cheetah cape. The moment the song reaches the chorus, he throws his cape into the crowd and raises his arms. Then walks down the ramp, slapping some of the audience members' hands. He points to a nearby audience member and flexes with them. Then he gets on the apron and jumps over the ropes. He gets on one of the turnbuckles and raises his arms in the air. He goes to another turnbuckle and raises his arms again. Then, he points at a random audience member before getting off the turnbuckle.
The lights in the arena begin to dim down as the crowd rises to their feet as the following words are heard echoing through the arena.
"The age of the old vision has passed away
Fans cheer loudly as "No End In Sight" by Killswitch Engage is blaring through the sound system. The introduction for the song keeps building until that magical moment...
"NO END IN SIGHT!"
Pyro explodes as the lights come back on in the arena. Standing before them is that old familiar face with a slight smirk. Brad Kane stands on the stage telling people to get up to their feet if they aren't already. Feeling the pounding music he begins to walk to the ring slapping the hands of all the fans who have their hands over the barricade. Brad continues to walk around ringside showing more love for the fans who made him into a world traveled wrestler before hopping up to the ring apron. He jumps up over the top rope and leaps up to the second turnbuckle closest to him. Brad throws his arms into the air before jumping off and backing into said corner as he waits for his match to begin as more cheers and camera flashes go off.
Zach Davis: Here we go with one of the real sleepers on the card. And I do mean sleepers! You can wake me up when this one is over.
Shannan Lerch: I don't know about that, Zach! Any match involving Cheetah and Brad Kane is sure to have some excitement. Besides, Grave Dancer has shown some promise in the past. With Voodoo you never know what will happen.
Zach Davis: Like I said, Wake me when it's over.
Cheetah Fighter and Voodoo start off for their respective teams. Cheetah ducks a clothesline attempt from Voodoo and throws him into the ropes. Cheetah catches Voodoo with a cross body that sends him to the mat. Cheetah picks up Voodoo and hits him with a standing Drop Kick. Voodoo goes down but gets up quickly to catch Cheetah coming off the ropes and connect with a Choke Slam. Voodoo puts one arm across Cheetah as they both lay on the Mat and the ref begins counting. Before he can even get to one Cheetah throws Voodoo off of him and rolls out of the ring. Cheetah climbs to the top rope as Voodoo gets to his feet. Cheetah connects with a drop kick and goes for the pin. The ref gets into position to count but Grave Dancer runs into the ring and pulls Cheetah off of Voodoo. The ref jumps up to tell Grave Dancer to get back to his corner when Brad Kane jumps from the top rope and hits Grave Dancer with a flying fist. Finally the referee restores order and the two legal men go at it once again.
Shannan Lerch: Your really missing something here Zach! You should start paying attention.
Zach Davis: I'll start paying attention when they get someone good in the ring.
Brad Kane, Standing near the announcers table outside the ring hears the last comments by Zach Davis and walks over to the announcers table. He grabs the mic from the table and is about to say something when Grave Dancer attacks him from behind with a chair before running back over to his corner.
Cheetah grabs Voodoo and whips him into the turnbuckle. He begins running in after him when Grave Dancer pulls Voodoo out of the way just in time for Cheetah to smack the turnbuckle. Grave Dancer makes a legal tag and enters the match. He picks up a fallen Cheetah as the crowd boos loudly. Grave Dancer hits Cheetah with a piledriver and goes for the pin. he picks up Cheetah at the count of two and shakes his finger at Brad Kane who makes it back to his corner. Grave Dancer picks up Cheetah again and hits him with a DDT. Grave Dancer climbs the ropes and positions himself at the top. He is about to leap off when Brad Kane shakes the ropes enough for him to lose balance. Grave Dancer slips and falls to the arena floor. Brad Kane makes his way around to where he is at and begins stomping om his mid section. Brad Kane picks up Grave Dancer and holds him in front of him as he rams his back into the steel post. Kane picks up Grave Dancer and throws him into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Brad Kane is really doing some damage here. You must have really pissed him off Zach!
Zach Davis: No comment. I don't think I will be closing my eyes anytime soon!
Cheetah picks up a prone Grave Dancer and quickly slams him back into the mat with a thundering DDT. Cheetah goes for the cover as the ref takes a couple of seconds to get into place before counting.
thr.... No, Grave Dancer gets his shoulder up just in time. Cheetah picks up Grave dancer and walks over to his corner where he tage in Brad Kane. The crowd erupts in a loud applause as kane picks up Grave Dancer and throws him out of the ring. Kane climbs out of the ring and picks up Grave Dancer. Kane throws him into the metal post holding the ring. A gash appears on Grave Dancers forehead. Grave Dancer wipes his forehead and sees the blood. He laughs as Brad Kane rushes him and is able to duck at the last second as Brad kane slams into the metal post. Grave Dancer picks up Brad Kane and tosses him back into the ring. Grave Dancer climbs into the ring behind him and hits him with a bulldog slam. Grave Dancer tags in Voodoo who picks up Brad Kane and throws him into the turnbuckle. As Voodoo distracts the referee Grave Dancer hits Brad kane with haymakers to the jaw. Brad Kane falls back to the mat as Voodoo climbs up the ropes. Kane moves at the last second as Voodoo connects with an empty mat. Kane gets up and punches Grave Dancer who falls to the arena floor. Kane rolls over to his corner and tags Cheetah. Cheetah enters the ring and connects with a cross body that drops voodoo to the mat. Cheetah tags Kane who climbs to the top rope. Cheetah propels Kane off of the top rope and onto Voodoo. Kane goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: Kane and Cheetah win!
Kane stands up, as does Cheetah Fighter, and both play to the crowd a bit.
Zach Davis: Well, if this match was booked by Fly to punish them, I'm not sure it worked. They're successful here tonight.
Zach Davis: And now it is time for the legendary Gravedigger to step into the ring, as we have Eric Price's associates, Gravedigger and Davey Ortega, facing Rebellion's Morientes and John Gable.
Shannan Lerch: There was a time we thought this may be a Tag Team Titles match, if Morientes and Gable were able to defeat Cash and Orbit. And this IS a Title match... however, it turns out the belt in question is the Television Title, as John Gable shocked the world by pinning Skyler Striker for the belt last week.
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, escorted by Adrian and JJ.
The crowd boos heavily and the trio stops on top of the ramp as Gravedigger looks around smiling. They then walk down the ramp and over to the ring steps. Adrian walks over to the side of the ring, reaches up and pulls himself up onto the apron with one of the ropes and then climbs into the ring. Gravedigger climbs the steps first and turns to JJ, pulling up the middle rope and stepping down on the bottom one, as she steps through the gap into the ring.
Gravedigger steps through the top and middle rope and walks over to one of the turnbuckles and stands on the middle pad and holds the hardcore belt high over his head as the crowd rains boos down upon him.
''Sympathy for the Devil'' by the Rolling Stones fills the arena as the boos follow. Davey Ortega emerges from the back with a smile on his face. he slowly walks down the ramp, slowly raising his arms up as more boos come, which fuels his smile. He uses the stairs to get on the apron, casually getting into the ring.
Zach Davis: This is really the old guard versus the new blood. Gravedigger has been here since virtually the very beginning, and Ortega is a veteran of the company as well. Morientes and Gable have less than a year of experience here.
"All For The Glory" by KISS plays as the crowd pops loudly. The lights flicker for a moment, before the arena is plunged into darkness. The fans cheer even louder as they eagerly anticipate the arrival of Rebellion. The screen starts a clock countdown, as the crowd chants along with it.
Pyrotechnics ignite on the stage as the first verse of the song is belted. The lights come back on, and the fans are on their feet roaring WILDLY as the team of John Gable and Morientes appear from the back. Accompanied by Gable's manager Humphrey Craig, the two men make their way to the ring as the cheering crowd tries to touch them, Morientes slapping hands with some members of the audience while Gable ignores them outright. As they enter the ring, Morientes jumps onto a turnbuckle and poses for the crowd, as Gable remains in the centre of the ring to face the audience. The two members of Rebellion raise their left hand in the air simultaneously as their music fades out.
Kyle Steel: Now, approaching the ring, accompanied by their manager Humphrey Craig, at a combined total of four hundred and forty-three pounds, representing Rebellion... the team of John Gable and Morientes!
Gravedigger climbs back onto the apron and into the ring as Ortega waits on the apron. Gravedigger runs at John Gable and hits him with a Lariat to the back of the head! The ref calls for the bell.
Shannan Lerch: Looks like Gravedigger is starting this thing off with a bang!
Morientes throws a wild right hook at Gravedigger but he ducks it, then Clotheslines him out of the ring, leaving GD and Gable as the legal men. Gravedigger stomps away at the Television Champion mercilessly.
Zach Davis: Defending the TV Title in these kinds of matches is difficult. You put a big target on yourself, that's for sure. On the other hand, the other team could focus TOO much on you, which could be a liability too... it sure is an interesting dynamic either way.
Gravedigger lifts Gable up and throws him to the ropes. As Gable comes back Gravedigger grabs him and hits a huge Belly to Belly Suplex! The crowd begins to boo.
Shannan Lerch: The crowd isn't usually booing the guy attacking Gable, but in this situation, Gable becomes the lesser of two evils.
Gravedigger soaks it all in, naturally. He lifts Gable to his feet and tosses him into a neutral corner before lifting him up.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger's going for big Superplex here. High risk. If Gable is able to take control and push Gravedigger off, well.. the bigger they are, the harder they fall!
Gravedigger climbs up with Gable and lifts him into a standing position, throwing his arm over his shoulder.
Shannan Lerch: Here it comes.... SUPERPLEX!
Gravedigger hits it! Morientes cringes as Gravedigger pins Gable right in the middle of the ring, hooking the leg.
No! Gable kicks out.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger almost became the Television Champion! How crazy would THAT be?
Gravedigger gets up and turns Gable over. He puts him in a Camel Clutch.
Shannan Lerch: Looks like Gravedigger is trying to teach Gable some respect!, make him humble!
Zach Davis: ...
Gable yells out in pain. Surprisingly, the crowd begins chanting "GABLE! GABLE! GABLE!", and Gravedigger simply sneers at them. Gable yells out in pain but can't escape the Clutch.
Shannan Lerch: The TV Champ has nowhere to go!, but if he gives up, he loses his belt...
Gravedigger jumps up a bit then back down onto Gable, crushing him with all of his 258 pounds. With Gable sufficiently hurt, and clearly not willing to pass out, Gravedigger turns him back over and begins climbing to the top rope.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger thinks he has this match won... I believe he's looking for Death From Above here!
Gravedigger reaches the top, but Morientes has had enough. He runs over and shoves Gravedigger off of it! The crowd cheers as Gravedigger hits the mat. He gets up angrily, turns towards Morientes and is about to attack... only for Gable to roll him up from behind!
NO! Gravedigger escapes it!
Shannan Lerch: Gable almost stole it!
Both Gable and Gravedigger get to their feet. Gravedigger throws a wild Clothesline, Gable ducks it and hits Gravedigger with a Snap DDT!
Zach Davis: Beautiful move!
Gable dives and tags in Morientes!
Shannan Lerch: Morientes versus Gravedigger! Can't wait to see this!
...But no, Gravedigger rolls away and tags in Morientes.
Shannan Lerch: ..aww.
Ortega enters the ring and approaches Morientes. Ortega signals for a test of strength, and Morientes is about to oblige, but Ortega kicks him in the gut instead. The crowd boos and Ortega laughs, pointing to his head, signalling that he outsmarted Morientes. He turns back to The Bull and is met with a boxing jab, however!
Zach Davis: Ha!
Morientes hits a series of jabs, pressing his advantage and sending Ortega back. Morientes throws Ortega to the ropes, then hits him with a Roundhouse Kick as he comes back. Ortega goes down and Morientes drops, going for a pin.
No!, Ortega kicks out. Morientes goes to put him in an Armbar but Ortega fights out of it, hitting The Bull with a few elbows and rolling away. Ortega climbs to his feet and Morientes runs at him, Davey hits him with a kick to the gut followed by a Neckbreaker!
Shannan Lerch: Ortega taking control now.
Ortega drops and pins Morientes.
No!, Morientes kicks out.
Zach Davis: Morientes is one of the hottest superstars going today. Gable too! Ortega and Gravedigger may be the veterans, but Morientes and Gable have a LOT going for them too.
Ortega backs away, waits for Morientes to stumble up.... and hits a beautiful Disaster Kick!
Shannan Lerch: 21! This could be it!
Ortega quickly pins Morientes, hooking the leg.
NO! Morientes kicks out!
Zach Davis: Take note: Ortega is in this to win it. He's not trying to make sure he pins Gable... he wants to win this tag team contest and he isn't being distracted by the TV Title.
Ortega kicks Morientes a few times and begins climbing to the top The fans begin to boo.
Shannan Lerch: You know what he's going for here... time for Rated Five Stars!
Ortega flies off the top with his Flying Corkscrew Headbutt!
Zach Davis: NO! Morientes rolls out of the way!
Morientes rolls away and tags in Gable! Gable comes in as Ortega stumbles to his feet. Gable hits Ortega with a knee to the face, causing him to stumble back into the ropes. Gable runs at him and Clotheslines him, sending him flying to the outside. Gravedigger quickly hits the ring, running at Gable and hitting him with a surprise Clothesline From Hell!
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger just hit the Grave Marker, out of nowhere! Gable had no time to defend himself.
Gravedigger quickly lifts Gable and hits him with a Rock Bottom!
Zach Davis: RESPECTO!
Morientes hits the ring. He runs at Gravedigger, but GD catches him and hits a Running Powerslam!
Shannan Lerch: TOLUCA SLAM! Gravedigger is clearing house!
The fans boo as Ortega rolls back into the ring and drapes his arm over the fallen John Gable.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger and Ortega have it! This is it.
NO! Gable gets his foot on the ropes!
Shannan Lerch: NO! IT'S NOT OVER!
The fans cheer as the ref indicates the match isn't done quite yet! Gravedigger is irate. Slowly, both Ortega and Gable begin pulling themselves up, then begin throwing strikes at one another, both showing signs of fatigue.
Zach Davis: This has been a hell of a match, and it's anyone's contest now.
Ortega gets the advantage. He sends Gable reeling as Gravedigger enters the ring.
Shannan Lerch: They're going to double team him!
Ortega runs and goes for the SETTING SUN!, but Gable sidesteps it and accidentally Spears Gravedigger!
Zach Davis: HAH!
Ortega looks down at Gravedigger, horrified. Gable had tagged in Morientes, who grabs Ortega, spins him around and hits him with the Espanol Bomb!
Shannan Lerch: ESPANOL BOMB! INTO THE PIN!
Zach Davis: REBELLION WINS IT!
Gravedigger rolls out of the ring, holding his sides in pain. Morientes gets to his feet and begins to celebrate as the ref hands Gable his Television Title.
Shannan Lerch: Hell of a contest, but one mistake by Ortega cost his team everything. Rebellion walks away with the win, and Gable keeps the TV Title.
We go to a commercial for next month's PPV, Asesinato De Mayo, as Rebellion continues to celebrate.
“Am I Psyscho” Plays and the arena goes dark and red and white pyro goes off from the sides of the stage. (Chris Jerhico’s pyro that goes up and down.) The lights come back on and there is a Cherokee Winters is there wearing a mask that looks like Tek’s she starts to walk down the ramp. She gets to the bottom of the ramp and open spreads her arms wide while she smiles and the spotlights start to look over the arena for Tek. The crowd goes crazy in one area of the arena. The spotlight and camera finds the roaring crowd and there is Tek. He is making his way through the crowd. He is slapping fans hands as he is on the way to the ring he jumps the barricaded and goes to where Cherokee is and she helps remove the hoodie and Tek takes off the shirt and throws into the crowd and then gets in the ring and gets on the turnbuckle and puts his gloves together and shows his name on the gloves.
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. 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.
The lights turn to a blood red as the crowd stands up on their feet, as "Ghosts 'n Stuff" hits the P.A and FPV, signature duster and Genesis T-Shirt, comes out the curtains. He plays to excited crowd like the circus ringmaster, fistbumping furiously along with the crowd and the music, and each fistbump triggers an explosion of black pyro from the stage.
FPV takes the walk down the ramp, slapping fans hands before climbing the steps and on top of the turnbuckles, where he fistbumps one more time, sending one more explosion of pyro throughout the arena. He climbs into the ring and sits in a lotuc position in the corner, waiting for the match to start.
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed WCF Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and some of the crowd is cheering. While, the rest, of the crowd are booing...
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!!!
The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lazers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. As the music continues....
Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp.
Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out, with the lovely Vixens skipping behind The Monster. The gathering are already scattered throughout the crowd. There are some scattered screams throughout the crowd. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.
I flew beyond the sun before it was time
NOW I'M LOST IN OBLIVION!!!
The cameraman gets real close, as Oblivion sneers at the camera, before thrusting out IT's massive right arm, pushing the cameraman several feet away. The Vixens continue to skip around the ring, as The Gathering slowly comes down to the ring, through the crowd. Strobe lights continue to flash. Lightning strike the corners corners, of the ring. The loud sounds makes everyone jump out of their seats, once again. Some, of the people are scared out of their minds. Shannan looks down and sees Zach hiding under the commentary table.
The lights flicker then... POP!! The strobe lights go out!!
The lights flicker, then standing in the center of the ring, is Oblivion. the Gathering and The Vixens are kneeling down, with their torsos against the mat, with their arms extended outward, towards Oblivion. Helf the crowd is cheering, while the other half of the crowd is booing. The gathering and The vixens slowly leave the ring, as the music fades out. A screeching sound echoes throughout the arena, as four lightning bolts strike each corner.
"4 Words To Choke Upon" by Bullet For My Valentine hits the PA System as the lights in the arena drop. Strobe lights emanate from the stage area as Jay Price strolls out from the back carrying a bag of popcorn. He'll take a moment to pause at the top of ramp and look out at the crowd as he taps the US Title belt wrapped around his waist before he makes his way down to the ring. He'll stop by the announce table, pop a few kernels of the delicious buttery treat into his mouth and then set the bag down before rolling in under the bottom rope. He'll then walk over to the corner, unstrap the belt from around his waist and then take a seat on the top turnbuckle as he holds the belt over his head. His music will then fade out as he stays in the corner until the start of the match.
Zach Davis: This match promises carnage. Pure carnage. Ladders surrounding the ring, two Titles up for grabs, and a steel cage wall with weapons? God damn.
Shannan Lerch: Not to mention the hatred between Genesis and Steeltoe Joe, plus Oblivion having it out for Pantheon.
The bell sounds, but brawling has already erupted. FPV and Tek both attack Steeltoe Joe right off the bat, as Oblivion and Price are going at it!
Zach Davis: The opening moments of this match are very important! Whoever is able to get a weapon first gets a huge advantage that will carry over to the rest of the match.
Price gets the upper hand, sending Oblivion reeling. Price whips Oblivion across the ropes, then hits him with a Tiltawhirl Backbreaker as he comes back!
Shannan Lerch: Whoa. Big power from Price.
Meanwhile, FPV and Tek are doing their best to take down Steeltoe Joe, but Joe is a monster and has stayed on his feet. In fact, Joe takes Tek down with a Scoop Slam. FPV runs at him but Joe catches him and hits a Belly to Belly, sending FPV flying out of the ring!
Zach Davis: Damn!
Joe reaches onto the cage and grabs a weapon... a barbed wire bat.
Shannan Lerch: The People's Pastor with a barbed wire bat? I can't believe what I'm seeing!
Joe swings at Tek, but Tek ducks it, knowing that could be the end of him. Tek Dropkicks Joe in the leg, and although Joe's leg buckles he doesn't go down. He does, however, drop the bat. Tek quickly picks it up, swings, and hits Joe with it right in the midsection!
Zach Davis: Ouch... ouch. I never like seeing this.
Joe is left with a bunch of wounds in on his side which begin bleeding immediately. Tek swings again, going for Joe's head, but Joe ducks it. The bat hits the caged part of the ring and gets stuck. Tek tries to yank it away but Joe grabs him and throws him out of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: In a multi man match like this, a huge guy like Steeltoe Joe sure has an advantage. Even against two men like FPV and Tek!
Joe turns and is face to face with Jay Price. Jay Price with a steel chair, that is! Price swings and hits Joe right in the face. Joe stumbles away and still won't go down. Price swings again, jabbing Joe in the same side he's bleeding from. Joe yells in pain and Price kicks him in the gut before taking him down with a Hammerlock DDT!
Zach Davis: Steeltoe Joe has finally been taken down!
Joe is pulled out of the ring by FPV and Tek. They both begin stomping at him repeatedly!
Shannan Lerch: Not good for the People's Champion! However, as for Tek and FPV.... you can't win from outside the ring!
Price turns, going to look towards the other side of the outside of the ring for a ladder, but comes face to face with the monster Oblivion. Oblivion hits Jay with a stiff kick to the stomach followed by a Gutwrench Powerbomb onto the formerly used steel chair!
Zach Davis: OOF!
Oblivion quickly rolls out of the ring and grabs a ladder. He slides it in and and raises it above his head before bringing it down onto Price's midsection. Price yells out in pain and rolls away as Oblivion begins setting the ladder up.
Shannan Lerch: The Hardcore and US Titles are on opposite sides of the ring, and it looks like Oblivion is going for the Hardcore Title right now.
Indeed, Oblivion climbs fairly quickly up the ladder. However, he's quickly met by FPV! FPV enters the ring and begins climbing up with him.
Zach Davis: Oh my! Two men vying for the Hardcore Title here...
FPV and Oblivion both trade lefts and rights, and both look like they're about to fall off the ladder. Meanwhile, outside the ring, Tek has just handcuffed Joe to the guardrail!
Shannan Lerch: Ha! Sucks for you, Joe.
Zach Davis: Well that's smart. But he needs to get into the ring and help FPV!
Oblivion is able to grab FPV's throat, and throws him from the top of the ladder!
Shannan Lerch: DAMN!
Oblivion then reaches up and grabs the Hardcore Title!
Zach Davis: New Hardcore Champion! The match isn't over, however, US Title still up for grabs!
Oblivion climbs back down the ladder, looking at his Hardcore Title and grinning. Price is back in the ring, he charges Oblivion but Oblivion runs at him and hits him right in the face with the Hardcore belt!
Shannan Lerch: OUCH!
He hits Price square in the face. Blood begins squirting from Price's nose, and the US Champ is sent sprawling back into the caged part of the ring. Oblivion runs at him and hits him with the belt again!
Zach Davis: There's nothing illegal about what Oblivion is doing here, but... ouch.
Blood splatters across the Hardcore Title. Oblivion then grabs a bag from the cage, opens it up, and sprinkles its contents across the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Uh oh... tacks.
He lifts Price onto his shoulders, and he's going to drop him onto the tacks... until Tek hits the ring! Tek hits Oblivion in the gut, causing him to drop Price. Tek then hits a Front Russian Legsweep taking Oblivion onto the tacks!
Zach Davis: TIC TAC ONTO THE TACKS! OH MY GOD!
Oblivion rolls out of the ring after that and Tek grabs the ladder, moving it over towards the US Title. Tek begins climbing up.
Shannan Lerch: Tek is going for the US Title!
Tek's up, and he reaches.... but Jay Price doesn't want to let his US Title go! Price grabs Tek's leg and stops him. Tek tries to kick him away, but even with a face full of blood, Price is able to hold onto Tek's leg. Seeing no other choice, Tek jumps down and kicks Price in the gut before hitting an Implant DDT!
Zach Davis: Damn! Tek's on fire!
Oblivion is back in the ring, and he's got a table. He jabs Tek with it before setting it up.
Shannan Lerch: Tables and Oblivion? Never good for anyone else involved.
Oblivion then grabs another bag from the cage full of weapons.. and pulls out lighter fluid and a lighter.
Zach Davis: Oh no...
Outside the ring, Joe struggles, trying to break free but not being able to get out of the handcuffs. Oblivion douses the table with lighter fluid, then sets it ablaze.
Shannan Lerch: Earlier you said Tek was on fire.... well he's about to be on fire for real!
Oblivion grabs Tek, but no! FPV is in the ring and he clubs Oblivion in the back. He and Tek then grab Oblivion... AND HIT A DOUBLE SUPLEX INTO THE FLAMING TABLE!
Zach Davis: OBLIVION IS ON FIRE NOW!
Oblivion rolls out of the ring as WCF officials quickly arrive with fire extinguishers to put him out. FPV and Tek both look at the ladder.
Shannan Lerch: Two stablemates, each with a chance at the US Title... what's going to happen?
FPV tries to warn Tek but it's too late: Price spins Tek around and hits THE DOWNFALL!
Zach Davis: PRICE ISN'T GOING TO LET THEM GO FOR HIS US TITLE! NOT YET!
Price gets back up, only to get his head taken off!
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!
Indeed, FPV hits it! FPV then begins climbing the ladder...
Shannan Lerch: There's no one to stop him! New US Champion!
Indeed! FPV grabs the US Title!
Zach Davis: It's over! It's over!
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion has won the Hardcore Title, and FPV has won the US Title!
Officials also arrive on scene to un-cuff the furious Steeltoe Joe. Meanwhile, FPV and Tek head up the entryway, FPV holding his US Title. Oblivion, burnt and bloody, clutches his Hardcore Title to his chest.
Zach Davis: Time to find out the winner of the Trilogy Cup Tournament! This has been a hell of a tournament, with eight of WCF's top stars competing for a World Title shot next month, and it comes down to these three.
Shannan Lerch: It was supposed to be a one on one match, but last month's Valentine vs Atreyu match ended in a draw. Which adds a really interesting dynamic, if I do say so myself.
Do You Wanna Touch by Joan Jett hits and the fans erupt (figuratively... hopefully) as Ana Valentine walks out from the back! Ana walks down the ramp to pink pyro’s shooting off behind her. 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.
Zach Davis: A lot of competitors are fooled by how attractive Ana is, but that's a mistake. She's not just eye candy, she can go.
“Capricco” by Krzysztof Penderecki hits the sound system with a loud hit of drums followed by a sharp harmony of horns and strings. Benjamin Atreyu casually steps out onto the entrance ramp, savoring the scowls of the audience. After breathing in their discontent he descends the ramp to the ring.
He slides into the ring and jumps to his feet. He walks to the center of the ring, 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.
Shannan Lerch: That's something Benjamin Atreyu found out last month, Zach. However, he's certainly no slouch himself. He's held belts in WCF before, but he's never had a chance at the big one. Tonight, he could finally earn his shot.
“With our hands held high we're screaming..."
The crowd scream 'whoa-oh whoa-oh oh' and in doing so introduce Skyler Striker. Striker makes his way to the ring in his usual fashion, focused and determined. Once inside, he stands in the center of the ring and bows his head, his arms outstretched and fists clenched. He then opens his palms to the audience, causing white pyro to explode from the ring posts. Striker throws his effects out of the ring and prepares for the match.
Zach Davis: And here is Skyler Striker! The only former World Champion in this match. Striker's done almost everything there is to do here, and he's a Hall of Famer.
All three competitors stand in different corners as Kyle Steel stands in the middle of the ring. He has a big gold trophy with him.
Kyle Steel: This match is for the TRILOGY CUP! After three long months, these three competitors have made it to this match. Introducing first, ANAAAAA VALENTINEEEEE!
The fans cheer.
Shannan Lerch: I notice Buzzsaw isn't out here with her tonight. Guess she plans on doing this on her own.
Kyle Steel: Introducing second, he is GOD GIVEN GREATNESS.... he is BENJAMIIIIIIIIIIIIN ATREYUUUUUUUUU!
Massive booing for Atreyu, which he soaks in like a sponge. An evil, evil sponge.
Kyle Steel: And finally, representing Pantheon... introducing the Hall of Famer and former World Heavyweight Champion.... SKYYYYYYYYYYLER STRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKERRRR!
Big pop for Striker! A "PAN-THE-ON!" chant rings throughout the arena.
Zach Davis: Well the introductions are done... here we go!
Kyle moves out of the way as the ref calls for the bell. None of the competitors rush into the match, each of them eyes the others.
Shannan Lerch: SOMEONE'S gotta make the first move. But no matter what you do, you have to worry about the third man, so it's tough.
Striker and Valentine lock eyes and nod to each other. A moment later, they're rushing Atreyu!... who wisely drops, quickly, and rolls to the outside.
Zach Davis: Oh come on.
Shannan Lerch: To be fair, what else is he SUPPOSED to do? You see two people coming for you, you get out of there and wait to pick your spot. That's just smart.
Striker and Valentine shake their heads in disappointment, daring Atreyu to enter the ring, but Atreyu shakes his head no and crosses his arms. Striker and Valentine turn towards one another and with no other choice, they tie up.
Zach Davis: Great. So they're going to wrestle until Atreyu decides he's good and ready to come in, after they're already worn out? Real classy.
Both Striker and Valentine compete to get the advantage, but neither of them do. Atreyu watches them from the outside, grinning. After the stalemate, they tie up again. Again, they move around the ring, each trying to get control of the grapple. Eventually Striker hits Valentine with a stiff kick to the stomach, doubling her over. Striker backs up, then runs at her.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes a-
Valentine sidesteps Striker at the last moment and Striker, without missing a beat, hits a Suicide Dive through the ropes, right into Benjamin Atreyu!
Zach Davis: HAH!
Shannan Lerch: Did they plan that!?
Atreyu is sent sprawling backwards as he wasn't prepared to take the move at all. Striker gets to his feet but quickly realizes the flaw with this plan: Valentine slingshots herself over the ropes and crashes into him!
Zach Davis: Hah!
Valentine gets up as both Atreyu and Striker are on the ground on the outside! The ref begins to count. She kicks Striker while he's down a few times before grabbing Atreyu and putting him in a headlock. She takes him back over to the ring, hits a few forearms to his head, and rolls him in. She then climbs up onto the apron and Springboards over, hitting a Leg Drop onto him.
Shannan Lerch: Not to take anything away from Valentine but I didn't expect her to be the one taking control to start this matchup, but by using her head she's managed to do just that.
Valentine quickly pins Atreyu.
No!, Atreyu kicks out. Undaunted, she grabs his leg.
Zach Davis: Here comes an Ankle Lock!
Atreyu knows that being locked into an Ankle Lock so early in the match would handicap him for the rest of the match, however, and kicks her away quickly. She rushes him, only for him to catch her and hit an STO Backbreaker!
Shannan Lerch: DAMN! Valentine's run of offense has come to a sudden halt.
Atreyu gets up, clearing his head, shaking off the cobwebs... only to turn and be met with a Flying Leg Lariat by Skyler Striker!
Zach Davis: Striker is back in the match!
Striker follows that up with a quick Standing Moonsault into pin!
No!, again Atreyu kicks out.
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu IS a bit of a disadvantage - both Valentine and Striker are clearly gunning for him.
Zach Davis: For now. When push comes to shove, that may change. Each of these competitors will do whatever they have to do to get the win here.
Striker gets back to his feet and picks Atreyu up with him. He throws Atreyu to a corner, and then picks Valentine up as well. He throws her into the corner too, so both Atreyu and Valentine are resting against it. He backs up, then runs at them... does a Handspring and hits a Splash!
Shannan Lerch: What athleticism!
Atreyu drops to his feet as Valentine stumbles out from the corner. Striker takes her down with a Tigerbomb!, which leads to a pin!
NO! Valentine kicks out!
Zach Davis: After working so hard to get here, no one is going to let themselves be pinned very easily. This is very possibly Atreyu and Vallentine's highest profile match in WCF to date.
Striker lifts Valentine and tosses her out of the ring, turning to focus on Atreyu. Striker lifts Atreyu to his feet but Atreyu fights back with an elbow strike. Striker stumbles back and Atreyu hits another, and another, and another.
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu has the most dangerous elbows in the business, that's for damn sure. And Striker is finding that out right now.
Atreyu then hits a European Uppercut which literally spins Striker around, allowing Atreyu to grapple him and execute a German Suplex!
Zach Davis: OOF!
Into the bridge pin!
NO!, Striker just breaks free of it!
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu just about had it there with that great striking and Suplex combination!
Atreyu gets back to his feet as Valentine enters the ring. She runs at him but this time he's prepared; he gets his foot up at the last moment, drilling it into her face.
Zach Davis: Big Boot!
Shannan Lerch: After Striker and Valentine took turns being in control, Atreyu has the upper hand now. And he'll be damned if he's going to let anyone take that from him.
With Valentine down, Atreyu lifts Striker up and gives him another stiff elbow to the head. He then hits a Snap Suplex, Suplexing Striker's body onto Valentine's! He gets up and the crowd begins to boo.
Zach Davis: Hey, wait a minute-
Striker is still on top of Valentine and the ref drops to make a pin.
Atreyu notices and quickly pulls Striker off.
Shannan Lerch: Hah, Atreyu almost gave the victory to Striker right there.
Atreyu kicks Valentine out of the ring, then grabs Striker's legs and wraps him up into a Figure Four!
Zach Davis: Submission applied!
Striker yells out in pain, which only makes Atreyu lock in the move even tighter. Striker throws his body weight left and right, trying to see if he'll be able to turn Atreyu over and reverse the pressure... but to no avail. Atreyu slams his body backward, again applying maximum pressure.
Shannan Lerch: This isn't good for Striker! Even if he manages to escape this, his legs may be shot for the rest of the match. Particularly bad news for Striker, given his style.
Seeing that he won't be able to reverse the move, Striker begins struggling towards the ropes. The crowd cheers with anticipation and Striker gets closer, inch by inch....
Zach Davis: Is he going to make it?
Right as Striker is almost there, Valentine pulls himself backwards, right back to the center of the ring!
Shannan Lerch: No! No, this has to be it! Striker can't last forever!
However, Valentine slides back into the ring, and hits a Sliding Dropkick into Atreyu's head! The crowd cheers as Atreyu is forced to break the hold. Atreyu rolls out of the ring and Valentine turns towards Striker... only to put him into an Ankle Lock!
Zach Davis: ANA VALENTINE HAS IT!
Again, Striker begins screaming in agony.
Shannan Lerch: He's been put in two of the best submission moves in wrestling, back to back!
Suddenly, Buzzsaw Bundy begins walking down from the ramp, clapping.
Zach Davis: Looks like Buzzsaw thinks Valentine's got this one won, too!
Valentine does her best not to be distracted by the arrival of Buzzsaw. Striker continues to try and get towards the ropes, but to no avail. Instead, he works his way up, slowly but surely, and uses his leg strength to roll away!, sending Valentine spinning. Striker quickly gets up and hits her with a SUPERKICK!
Shannan Lerch: SUPERKICK! He hit her perfectly!
Striker drops on top of Valentine, exhausted, and pins her.
NO!, Atreyu breaks it up!
Zach Davis: SO CLOSE! But so far away for the Hall of Famer.
Atreyu lifts Striker up and Striker is favoring the right leg, the leg in the Ankle Lock. Striker is able to break free from Atreyu's grasp, though, and hits him with several strikes. Eventually Atreyu begins striking back, and goes for a big kick. Striker catches his leg, spins him around....
Shannan Lerch: ATREYU HITS THE BLACK EYE SONATA!
Indeed, Atreyu used the momentum Striker created for him against him!, and Elbowed him right in the face! Striker goes down like a sack of potatoes and Atreyu pins him in an instant, hooking the leg.
Zach Davis: NO! NO! STRIKER KICKED OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!
The fans cheer like crazy as Striker kicked out! Atreyu is livid and begins arguing with the referee, who obviously stands by his decision. From outside the ring Buzzsaw looks on with anticipation as Valentine gets back in, spins Atreyu around and lifts him up...
Shannan Lerch: CUPID'S BOW! AND SHE HITS IT PERFECTLY THIS TIME!
She drops on top of Atreyu, going for a pin herself!
Shannan Lerch: NO! Now it's Atreyu's turn to kick out at the last second!
The fans boo as, indeed, Atreyu escaped defeat. Valentine rolls off him, and all three competitors are breathing heavily.
Zach Davis: What a match....
Striker and Valentine are the first two to get up. They begin brawling, and eventually Valentine gets the upper hand. She sends Striker reeling, pushing him into the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: We've gotta be in the final moments of this match... momentum is everything, and Valentine has gotten it!
Ana throws Striker to the ropes. As he nears them, he jumps and Springboards. Valentine was already running after him and can't stop; however, his bad leg buckles and he crashes to the mat instead of completing the Springboard!
Zach Davis: Oh no!
Shannan Lerch: Told you, Striker getting his leg injured earlier greatly diminished his chances. He's made a mistake at exactly the wrong time to do it.
As Striker pulls himself to his feet, Valentine grapples him from behind. She goes for a German Suplex!
Zach Davis: Cupid's Arrow!
But Striker flips over and lands on his feet!, putting most of his weight on the left foot! He Dropkicks her from behind, sending her spilling outside of the ring. From there he turns around, coming face to face with Atreyu-
Shannan Lerch: REQUIEM IN D MINOR!
Indeed, Atreyu lifts Striker up for it!, but Striker is able to escape the position and land behind Atreyu. Benjamin turns around, gets a kick to the gut...
Zach Davis: WELCOME TO OBLIVION! STRIKER HITS IT!
Indeed he did! Striker drops, pinning Atreyu and hooking the leg.
ANA DIVES IN TO INTERCEPT-
Shannan Lerch: That's THREE with a period, folks!
Zach Davis: SKYLER STRIKER WINS THE TRILOGY CUP!
Striker's music hits and the crowd roars with cheering! He rolls off Atreyu, not getting up but breathing heavily.
Shannan Lerch: I don't believe it! We've seen "legends" return time and time again only to show us that they've lost it... but not Skyler Striker. He's proven the critics wrong here tonight.
Slowly, Striker works to his feet. The ref hands him the big gold cup, which Striker raises high in the air. Atreyu rolls out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Big win for Pantheon, that's for damn sure. Striker will go on to face either Sarah Twilight or Eric Price next month in Mexico. Can't wait!
Ana Valentine slowly gets to her feet, she looks around for a moment, a small edge of disappointment in her eyes as Buzzsaw Bundy enters the ring. He placed a hand on her cheek and leans in close toward her, as if to console her. Ana flinches, the flinch of pain easily misconstrued as her backing away from his touch. As she moves back those ever-so-slight few inches, the expression on Bundy's face changes. His hand moves quickly, in the blink of an eye he strikes her across the face. Ana's exhaustion from competing and sheer brute force of Bundy's strike is enough to cause her a few stumbled steps backwards. As she stumbles back slightly, she gathers herself, straightening on her feet she just stares at Buzzsaw, open mouthed. Taking advantage of her shocked and weakened state, Bundy grabs her wrist and swings her behind him, launching her into the ropes, he connects with a huge boot to her already fragile ribs. Ana lets out a scream of pain as she drops forward, Bundy catching her with a quick knee to the face as she falls. Ana hits the canvas hard, following the blows. All of this activity has taken only a few minutes, the crowd are subdued in a stunned silence.
Zach Davis: Oh my god! What the hell is going on?!
Shannan Lerch: Well, looks like the romance is dead...
Zach Davis: This can't go on... why hasn't somebody stopped this already?!
Buzzsaw slowly walks over to where Ana lies on the mat. He smirks slightly, placing his monstrosity of a boot on the side of Ana's head he presses down as though stepping on her, crushing her face into the canvas. As he presses down, something kicks in that over-rides the pain running through Ana's skull, she pulls her leg back and then up, connecting her foot straight between Bundy's legs. Bundy grabs his crotch, stumbling back a step or two.. Ana rolls herself over onto her stomach and starts a slow crawl towards the ropes to pull herself up. Bundy slowly stalks behind her, waiting until she gets maybe just fingertips within the ropes. He leans down and grabs a handful of her hair, he yanks her backward, dragging her back into the middle of the ring as she kicks and yells, exerting the last of her energy, he pulls her up onto her feet by her hair. He has an evil glint in his eyes as he holds her up by her hair, forcing her to look him straight in the eyes, he kisses her roughly once, then pushes her down, setting her up...
Zach Davis: This has gone too far now! Someone needs to stop this! Surely he wont... he can't....
Bundy throws Ana up easily, before smashing her down with full force into the mat, he jumps up himself and laughs throwing his arms out in an almost celebratory stance.
Shannan Lerch: Tiimmmbbbeeerrr!
Ana lies motionless on her back in the middlle of the ring, Bundy stands facing away from her, arms still thrown out as he absorbs the now rising boos and taunts from the previously stunned to silence crowd. He walks over to the side of the ring and demands a mic, snatching it from the tech's hand he turns to face the crowd once more, a twisted smirk on his lips as he nods his head to the boos.
Buzzsaw Bundy: Shut the hell up!
The boos grow louder, the crowd chanting for Ana to get up - Bundy laughs at this and shakes his head, he walks over to where Ana lies, placing a foot either side of her head he bends down, peering right into her face, he laughs into the mic, straightening up himself.
Buzzsaw Bundy: Love hurts, aint that right baby? Isn't that what you told me Ana...? Right before you screwed me the hell over!
The chorus of boos takes over the chants and drowns out all other sounds, but there remains no movement from Ana Valentine's still form. Bundy pokes her head at the side with his boot, moving her head side to side for a minute and bursts into another spell of cold, hollow laughter. The laugh stops as quick as it came and he stares down at her with a disgusted look on his face.
Buzzsaw Bundy: I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING!! I loved you! But it wasn't enough was it Ana?! Nothing ever is for you... You always want more... demand it!
Bundy walks away from her disgusted, her circles the ring slowly, looking out to the crowd.
Buzzsaw Bundy: The things that I have done for her.... Not a single one of you has any idea what it's like -- to feel like you aren't enough, like you're always running a few steps behind.... I gave her EVERYTHING dammit! My career, my life, my very heart and soul... And for what?! To get it all trampled on, stomped all over - held back - made into a joke, a laughing stock! And then, after she's done taking everything that I have... after she has made me out to be a fool, cost me everything, my pride, my dignity and GOLD! What does she do....?
Bundy walks over to Ana, he drops down to one knee, kneeling beside her he leans forward, talking directly to her.
Buzzsaw Bundy: What did you do Ana? Did you apologize? Did you make it up to me? Did you fight to get me another title shot? Did you even act like you cared after you ripped gold from my fingertips?!
He laughs that same cold, hollow laugh, his eyes hard, staring down at her as he shakes his head.
Buzzsaw Bundy: NO! You fuck me over!! You run off and, behind my back, you join GENESIS!!?!! And why? All for some pathetic little fangirl crush on Sarah - Fucking - Twilight!
Bundy bolts up, almost jumping to a stand as his anger builds, pumping through his veins like adrenaline.
Buzzsaw Bundy: Was it worth it Ana? Really? That stupid bitch and her little band of sycophants... are they really worth all of the pain and suffering you have caused ... All of the heartache and betrayal and bullshit?!
Buzzsaw makes a show of holding his arms out, circling on the spot, he makes a big show of searching the crowd... Hid big bravado means he misses Ana's fist start to close, her eyes starting to flicker open,
Buzzsaw Bundy: Cause I sure as hell don't see anyone coming to your rescue!
He continues to search the crowd as he heckles her, not realizing that Ana is slowly making her way to her feet.
Buzzsaw Bundy: in face, you.. are.. all...
Bundy turns back to Ana and his mouth drops open for a moment in pure shock and surprise. Ana stands, swaying slightly on her feet but her face is determined. Bundy laughs at her as her feet remain a little unsteady and she takes a step or two backwards.
Buzzsaw Bundy: Alone... Bitch! You are all alone!!
Ana shakily raises her hand, with a small but jubilant laugh, she flips him the bird.
Ana Valentine: FUCK YOU!
She yells it so loud she doesn't need a mic to be heard and the whole arena pops, cheering her name! Ana stares past Bundy and laughs again, she looks back into his eyes and stares him down. As if from nowhere the crowd spot the source of her laughter and they start to go insane, screaming and cheering.
Bundy spins on his feet just a minute too late and comes face to face with Sarah Twilight, he swings for her, but she ducks it easily and spins him back on himself, ducking under him she uses his own strength against him and sends him flying over the top rope, crashing to the floor outside the ring, his head connects with the security wall and knocks him out cold. As Twilight straightens up, she and Valentine exchange a smile.
Ana leans down and picks up the mic, her movement is slow but controlled. She straightens up and lifts the mic to her lips.
Ana Valentine: Yeah, Buzz, love hurts... But pay back? That's a killer....
Morientes is seen walking backstage. His boots pounding against the concrete of the floor. He continues to walk down the backstage hallway. He is greeted by two men leaning against the concrete wall. They are both covered by the hoodies on their backs. Both men have their heads down looking towards the ground. Morientes sees the men and greets them with open hands, trying to start conversation.
Two Men: ...
The two mean leaning against the wall doesn't respond, not a single movement nor sound. Morientes becomes cautious at the two men. He thinks for a few moments before attempting to get their attention once again.
One of the men raises his arm, and in the grips of his fingers is a tape recorder. He pushes the red button labeled “play” unleashing the recorded track. The sound of static echoes through the backstage concrete area. Until finally deep and scratchy sound of a voice can be heard from the recording.
The static goes on for several moments until the voice is finally heard.
After the sound of the voice the static continues.
Morientes keeps his focus on the man, ignoring everything else. The man with the recorder attempts to jump Morientes but he reacts by throwing the man to the ground. Morientes then continues to knee and kick the man in the gut and side. He towers above the man, looking down upon him, thinking he is a member of an opposing stable.
The sound of boots hitting the concrete echoes from the darkness as it gains the attention of Morientes. Seen coming towards Morientes is the World Champion, Eric Price. Eric stops, looking at Morientes towering over the man, with the other man still leaning against the wall. A confused look crawls upon the face of both Morientes and Eric Price.
While Morientes' focus is towards Eric Price, the man on the ground elbows Morientes in the knee, sending him to the concrete floor in pain. The man jumps up as Eric stands on the sidelines watching the assault. The man takes his hood and throws it back off his head as he reveals the mask that covers his face. It is the same man that has been attacking multiple other WCF superstars.
The masked man continues to kick Morientes to the ground. After many more attacks, kicks and knees the masked man drags Morientes to his feet, but Morientes fights back. He lands multiple punches to the masked man, sending the masked man back, unstable on his feet. Morientes lands a clothesline on the masked man, sending him down on the concrete. He then follows it up by picking up the masked man by his mask, trying to rip it off his head. The instincts of the masked man kicks in as he delivers a kick to Morientes as he tries to rip off his mask. The masked man then takes Morientes by his head and throws him towards the other man, still leaning against the wall. Morientes collides with the man, but his arms and legs detach from his body. The man leaning against the wall turned out to be nothing but a manikin. After looking at the carnage, the masked man, heads towards the manikin. Reaching into the hoodie pocket that is on the torso of the manikin.
He pulls out a spray paint can and spray paints the words “Rebellion” with a huge “X” marking it out on the wall. With Morientes still on the ground in pain, the masked man then pulls out a recorder and places it near the motionless Morientes. The masked man notices Eric and stares at him for a few moments. The look in his eyes, just show complete and utter rage towards Mr. Price.
Morientes places his hand on the masked mans foot, attempting to fight back and get back to his feet. The masked man turns back around, watching Morientes get to his knees. As soon as Morientes reaches his knees, the masked man delivers a kick directly at the face of Morientes. Sending him falling like a tree. The masked man towers over the motionless Morientes before turning back towards Eric, giving him a look of vengeance. The masked man looks at Eric a few moments before walking off down the hallway, leaving Eric with the carnage.
Eric looks around, as he slowly walks towards Morientes laying on the concrete motionless. Eric turns his head to look at the spray painted “Rebellion” as a small smirk comes upon the face of Eric. The sound of the emergency unit team running down the hallway can be heard. Eric sees the medical team as he watches them, grab Morientes helping him up to his feet. After a few moments Eric turns and walk as Morientes is attended to by the medical staff.
"Deceiver of the Gods" by Amon Amarth begins, with the melodic guitar into. As this goes on, the lights fade to nothing until the heavy part hits, where red and white lights circle. Once Johan growls, a spotlight hits the stage and there stands Corey Black wearing a black hoodie over his ring gear. The lights continue as Corey walks down to the ring, bobbing his head to the music. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope, stands to his feet and throws up the devil horns before taking the hoodie off and dropping it to the floor. He then poses with his right arm up and bent slightly almost in a vertical flex, left hand on his elbow.
Kyle Steel: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the WCF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP... introducing first, from Minneapolis, Minnesota... weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds... CORRRRREY BLAAAAAACK!!
Zach Davis: This has got to be the most anticipated tag team bout in recent memory, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: It's true. The issues between all four of these guys... where can I even begin? This match has the potential to be a classic, that's for sure.
The lights in the arena fade out. After a few suspense filled seconds the words ‘The Dynasty’ appear in bold italic lettering on the jumbotron as the beginning of “300 Violin Orchestra” begins to play. A single spotlight turns on and illuminates the silhouette of a man standing on the stage. As the song begins to speed up, the lights come on revealing Jonny Fly.
Kyle Steel: And his tag team partner, from New York, New York... weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds... he is the C-E-O of the W-C-F... JONNYYYYYY FLLLLYYYYYYYY!!
Fly stands on the stage with his eyes directly fixed on the ring. The jumbotron changes to the words ‘This is the Era of Jonny Fly.’ The music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Fly. His eyes remain fixed on his opponent throughout. Slowly and deliberately he begins to make his way toward the ring. The music picks up one last time and Fly stops at the bottom of the ramp with his eyes still directly fixed on the ring. He stops and takes a few moment to exchange a long stare with his opponent before finally sliding into the ring.
Zach Davis: Are Fly and Black on the same page again? Are they okay?
Shannan Lerch: How would I know? We'll have to wait and see. One thing's for sure, he'll be looking to get his hands on Steve Orbit. There's certainly no love lost between those two.
"Criminals" by Big B hits the P.A. system, and Waylon Cash comes walking out onto the entrance ramp, with his manager, Scott Savage, following closely behind. He throws his fist into the air as the crowd boos loudly. He smirks, as does his manager. They looks back and forth, sneering at the crowd as Waylon makes his way down the ramp. Once at the bottom, he rolls into the ring, and jumps to his feet with his fist in the air. ore booing comes, but it doesn't seem to bother Waylon. He seems to have only one thing on his mind.
Kyle Steel: And their opponents... formerly known as the Homegrown Players... introducing first, from Macon, Georgia... weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... one-half of the WCF Tag Team champions... "THE HELLLLLLBILLY"... WAYYYYLONNNNN CAAAAASSSSSHHHHHH!!
Zach Davis: What a one-eighty Waylon Cash has done over the last month.
Shannan Lerch: He's gone from one of the most beloved, to one of the most hated men in the WCF.
"Flashlight" by Parlaiment Funkadelic plays over the PA. The arena goes dark and a pink strobe light flashes throughout the arena. Small pink lights swirl around the crowd and the entire arena and eventually converge into one big pink spotlight as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the aisle. Steve takes his time, strutting down the ramp, talking to fans who mostly cheer him on-- however, he does occasionally offend a girl or two with his sometimes rude, sexual comments. At ringside he begins the process of taking off whatever pimp attire he is wearing that night, whether its a mink coat, designer suit, etc and always hands his gold chains and his hat to a ring hand. His in-ring attire consists of black spandex shorts with "Pimpin" on the back in pink, and pink boots. He has a body that resembles a model more than a wrestler, he is perfectly chiseled and cut, but he is not huge and muscular like some wrestlers. He continues to flirt with the girls in the crowd as he enters the ring, showing off his body and blowing kisses. The crowd goes bananas when he hits the ring, as OR-BIT chants are heard all over the arena.
Kyle Steel: And his tag team partner, from Oakland, California... weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... he is the other half of the WCF Tag Team champions... "THE MACK"... STEEEEVVVE ORRRRRRBIIIIIITTTTT!!
Zach Davis: Orbit has been having a great year, undefeated in singles competition. Been doing well in the tag division as well, but who knows how much longer he and Cash can hold everything together.
Shannan Lerch: Look, Waylon's got every reason in the world to ditch the Mack. Orbit was off doing his own thing while Waylon was going through a rough time. What kind of partner is that?
Orbit and Cash barely acknowledge each other. Fly heads to the apron, leaving Corey in the ring. Cash stays on the apron, leaving Orbit and Black to start the match.
DING DING DING
Orbit and Black meet in the center of the ring, fistbumping as the bell rings.
Zach Davis: I don't know if Black is... black, or whatever, but he and Orbit have developed some sort of bond, or friendship over the past couple of months. Nothing but mutual respect here.
The two men lock up. Orbit grabs one of Corey's arms, wrenching it. He wrenches it hard, bringing Corey to a knee-- but Corey does a front-flip, breaking the hold, and executes a back kick to Orbit's gut. Orbit doubles over, and Corey hits him with an elbow to the face. Black backs Orbit into a neutral corner with elbow smashes, until the ref gets between them for a clean break.
Shannan Lerch: Mutual respect or not, titles are on the line. These guys are both professionals, they're here to fight.
Corey catches Orbit with a dropkick as he comes out of the corner-- Orbit stays on his feet, reeling, and Corey follows with a roundhouse kick that sends Orbit to the mat. Corey quickly springboards off the second rope, hitting a legdrop, before covering Orbit.
Zach Davis: Barely a one count.
Corey pulls Orbit off the mat and brings him to his corner, tagging in Fly.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes trouble.
Corey makes a clean exit to the apron as Fly comes in, hammering Orbit with right hands while he's in the corner. He hits a big European uppercut before Irish whipping Orbit-- but Orbit reverses, whipping Fly to the opposite corner. Orbit charges into the corner and catches Fly on the chin with a back elbow.
Zach Davis: Plenty of history between these two.
As Fly stumbles out of the corner, Orbit grabs him-- Fly slips out, throwing Orbit to the mat with a hip toss. Fly sends a knee to the back of Orbit's head as he tries to get back up, knocking Orbit back down. Fly hits an elbowdrop, before pulling Orbit back to his feet.
Shannan Lerch: You know, last time we saw Steve Orbit versus Jonny Fly... Fly was in Corey Black's body. We can only imagine that Fly is much more comfortable, you know, in his own skin. So to speak.
Zach Davis: ...
Fly brings Orbit straight up, and back down hard with a vertical suplex. He covers Orbit.
Zach Davis: The Mack kicks out at two.
Shannan Lerch: Orbit keeps looking over at his corner. I wonder if Waylon will even allow himself to be tagged in.
Orbit and Fly get back to their feet. They lock up, Fly gets Orbit into a side headlock. After a few moments, Orbit shoves Fly off towards the ropes-- he catches Fly totally off guard with a spinning backfist to the side of the head. Fly goes down to a knee, but Orbit also drops to the mat, trying to preserve some energy. Fly shakes off the backfist and walks towards Orbit, who rolls him up into a small package!
Zach Davis: Fly breaks out at two! Orbit pinned Morientes in the same fashion a couple weeks ago.
Shannan Lerch: Well, that was Morientes. This is Jonny Fly.
Orbit crawls to his corner, where Waylon has his arm extended. As he reaches the corner, Waylon withdraws his arm.
Zach Davis: Are you serious, Waylon?!
Orbit starts to yell something at Waylon-- Fly rolls him up from behind!
Zach Davis: NO, Orbit's out at two! Fly trying to capitalize off the distraction!
Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit might as well give up. He has no chance out there.
With Fly and Orbit back to their feet, Fly charges towards Orbit, but Orbit back body drops him over the top rope, and out of the ring! As Waylon watches Fly tumble to the outside, Orbit slaps him on the shoulder, tagging him in!
Zach Davis: HA!
Looking angry, Waylon enters the ring, after a brief staredown with Orbit. Fly is already back up, and slides under the bottom rope. Waylon and Fly circle each other briefly, seemingly sizing each other up... until Fly walks over to his corner, tagging in Corey Black.
Zach Davis: Come on, Fly!
Shannan Lerch: What's wrong?
Zach Davis: I think it's pretty obvious that Waylon Cash and Jonny Fly are scheming together.
Shannan Lerch: Whatever you say, Zach.
As Black enters the ring, Waylon charges him, hammering him with right hands. He doubles over Corey with a punch to the gut, before sending him to the mat with a knee to the face. Waylon mounts Corey and starts hammering him with punches to the head.
Shannan Lerch: There's so many different conflicts in this match. Waylon has been waiting for this chance to pound on Corey for some time.
The ref pulls Waylon off of Black. Waylon continues to stomp Corey as he tries to get back to his feet. Finally, he grabs Corey by the head and sends him face first into the turnbuckle, causing Corey to bounce off and land flat on his back. But Corey gets up quickly. Waylon approaches, but Corey throws him to the mat with a dragon screw legwhip. Corey takes a few steps backwards and slams Waylon with a front flip senton!
Zach Davis: Corey Black is just so dangerous.
Waylon rolls around on the mat after the high impact move. Corey grabs one of Waylon's legs and drops an elbow to the inside leg, before turning Waylon over and applying a single-leg Boston crab.
Zach Davis: Are we gonna see a submission?
Waylon yells out in pain as Corey leans backwards, applying maximum pressure. The ref checks Waylon who refuses to submit. After a few moments, Waylon begins to inch towards the ropes-- but Corey pulls him back into the center of the ring. Waylon's face turns red as he tries to hold on.
Zach Davis: Waylon's got nowhere to go!
Shannan Lerch: Here comes Orbit!
Orbit enters the ring and springboards off the second rope, catching Corey with a disaster kick to the back of the head! Corey falls off of Waylon, breaking the hold.
Zach Davis: I think he might have knocked out Corey Black! The ref is giving the Mack a stern warning as he heads back to the apron.
Shannan Lerch: So much for best buddies, huh?
Zach Davis: Titles on the line, Shannan, anything goes!
Waylon remains laid out. Corey is also on the mat, holding his head. Orbit and Fly are both in their respective corners with their arms outreached, looking for the tag. Corey starts crawling towards his corner, but he collapses halfway there, holding his head again. Waylon begins to stir.
Shannan Lerch: Whoever gets to their corner first might take this match.
Waylon starts crawling towards his corner. Corey also attempts it once again.
Zach Davis: They're both getting close...
Waylon tags in Orbit!
Shannan Lerch: This is it! Orbit dashes towards Corey-- too late, he makes the tag to Jonny Fly!
Fly enters the ring as quick as he can, almost tripping over the rope out of haste. He and Orbit collide in the middle of the ring, trading rights and lefts, until Fly tackles Orbit to the mat and they continue brawling.
Zach Davis: Steve Orbit is desperate tonight!
Shannan Lerch: Disqualify him, ref-- actually, don't. Pantheon deserves the Tag Titles.
The ref starts the five count, and Orbit releases the chokehold at four. Orbit grabs Fly by the head and pulls him off the mat, before sending him back down face first with a legdrop bulldog! Orbit rolls Fly over and pins him.
Zach Davis: Fly kicks out before two!
Orbit pulls Fly to his feet and whips him to the ropes-- Fly ducks a clothesline, but Orbit catches him with a standing dropkick as he turns around. Fly is reeling, and Orbit jacks him with a scissor kick to the head, sending him into the corner.
Zach Davis: We are seeing some serious offense from the Mack right now.
Shannan Lerch: You said it earlier, Zach. He's running on desperation.
With Fly hanging on in the corner, Orbit waits for him to come out, playing to the crowd for a moment. Fly takes a step out of the corner, walking right into a Pimp Slap! The crowd goes bonkers, and Orbit follows up with a jawbreaker. Fly bounces backwards, flat on his back.
Zach Davis: Orbit's heading up top! Jonny Fly's in trouble!
Orbit balances on the top turnbuckle--
Zach Davis: NO!
Waylon kicks the turnbuckle, crotching Orbit on the top!
Zach Davis: What are you doing, Waylon?! Orbit was about to finish this thing!
Shannan Lerch: That's speculation, Zach, you don't know that.
Zach Davis: Well I know he was damn close!
Fly begins distracting the ref, as Waylon quickly enters the ring and powerslams Orbit off the top turnbuckle. He slides out of the ring quickly, just as the ref turns around. Orbit is laid out. Fly grabs Orbit off the mat and whips him into the corner, following with a corner splash! As Orbit stumbles out of the corner, Fly spins his body around and nails a European uppercut!
Zach Davis: DISCUS FLY! Fly is back in control, thanks to Waylon Cash!
Shannan Lerch: Who's to say he wouldn't have been back in control by now anyway?
Zach Davis: Yeah, ok, Shannan.
Fly heads to the top turnbuckle. He balances himself, before leaping off, straightening his body and landing head first into Orbit's chest.
Zach Davis: FLY SWATTER!
Fly pins Orbit.
DING DING DING
"300 Violin Orchestra" plays over the PA.
Shannan Lerch: NEW TAG CHAMPS!
Zach Davis: Yeah, thanks to Waylon Cash! This was a three on one match!
Shannan Lerch: Save it, Zach. This is a great moment for Pantheon!
Fly invites Corey to join him in the ring to celebrate. Corey enters the ring, but doesn't look too happy with the way they won. Nonetheless, they take the Tag titles from the ref and raise their arms in celebration. Orbit exits the ring, confronting Waylon.
Zach Davis: Uh-oh.
Shannan Lerch: Screw it, let them fight it out! This is WCF!
Orbit and Cash begin talking trash to each other. Finally, Waylon shoves Orbit. Orbit shoves back with all his might, and Cash stumbles back, Orbit leaps forward and tackles him into the guardrail. Orbit pulls Waylon back up and whips him into the ring apron.
Zach Davis: Orbit's been waiting for this!
Orbit grabs Waylon and puts him in a half-nelson--
Zach Davis: Honey Dip time!
Just then, Scott Savage CRACKS Orbit from behind with a chair!
Shannan Lerch: HA!
Orbit lets go of Waylon, arching his back in pain. Savage hits Orbit over the head with the chair once again, causing him to collapse. Waylon gets up and begins to stomp on Orbit. Scott Savage joins him.
Zach Davis: More double teaming on Orbit.
After stomping Orbit out, Waylon pulls him up, setting him up in a butterfly position. Scott sets up the folding chair next to them. Waylon brings Orbit over and...
Zach Davis: KILLSHOT THROUGH THE METAL CHAIR!
Shannan Lerch: Should have walked away. Had to run his mouth.
Zach Davis: Ran his mouth?! Shannan, you're losing it. This was a two-on-one assault!
The scene ends with Waylon and Scott standing over Orbit's body, laid out over the broken chair.
Zach Davis: Shannan…you’ve seen a lot of disgusting things in your day. What are the chances this one takes the cake?
Shannan Lerch: Not good, Zach, not very good. This one time I was with…
Zach Davis: No, no, no. That wasn’t an invitation for one of your whore stories. What we have coming up next is the match everyone has been waiting for. Earlier today we found out that this match would be an ‘Abject Humiliation’ contest.
Shannan Lerch: That’s right, and what that means is that this match is going to be fought in a cell. You want to know the rules? There are no rules, everything is fair game. If one of our participants can think of it, they’re welcome to do it in this match.
Zach Davis: There is going to be a referee inside the cell to monitor the action, but he’s basically worthless. This match will end only when either Sarah Twilight or Eric Price BEGS the other to stop the match. As an aside, the possibility does exist for the referee himself to step in and stop the contest if one of the competitors is completely unresponsive. I suppose that’s a medical liability thing passed down from management.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, it is. We’ve been told that both Eric Price and Sarah Twilight have asked tonight’s referee to be very liberal in what they consider ‘unresponsive.’ It’s clear that the goal here for each of them is to make the other one beg to stop the match. Let’s hope that’s what we get to see.
Zach Davis: That’s a little crass, don’t you think Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: I’m ready for blood, Zach!
Zach Davis: Well, the cell has been lowered and all we’re waiting for is…
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 cheer 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 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, carry…a squirt gun. She is greeted with deafening cheers and soaks them all in. The vibrant redhead confidently swaggers towards the ring. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle in succession, pointing out toward the crowd and smiling. The cheers become even LOUDER. As the music continues, Sarah enters the cell through the door and steps into the center of the ring holding her squirt gun high in the air, drawing laughter from the crowd.
Zach Davis: The trials and tribulations this woman has gone through win her first World Title is something that’s been fodder backstage and in the media for weeks now. She’s been fighting back and forth with Eric Price for nearly six months, and so far has nothing to show for it. Some say it’s because of the tactics Eric Price has used, and some have said Twilight just can’t get the job done.
Shannan Lerch: This has become bigger than that World Title, Zach. This is personal for her. She wants to KILL Eric Price, and there’s no doubt that she was the mastermind behind the stipulations for this match. This is her forum to do exactly that.
Zach Davis: I hope she knows what she got herself into, because that cell is unforgiving and Eric Price is without a doubt the dirtiest man in this industry. You just know that he has something up his sleeve for this, and when he pulls that out, I wouldn’t want to be Sarah Twilight.
“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell begins to blare over the arena’s loudspeaker. Gold lights begin to flash on the stage as Eric Price walks out onto the stage carrying his World Title belt over his left shoulder, and holding a seven iron golf club in his right hand. An enormous, unmatched, chorus of boos explodes from all corners of the arena at Price’s presence on stage. Price smirks at the reaction he’s receiving and slowly begins walking down the ramp toward ringside.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Pacific Palisades, California, and weighing in at 250 pounds, he is the WCF World Heavyweight Champion…ERIC PRICE!
At ringside Price slides his World Title off his shoulder and holds it up in the air, enraging an already raucous crowd even further. With that, Price hands off his belt to the referee and enters the cell with the golf club in hand. Price centers himself in the ring and looks around at the audience with disdain.
Zach Davis: There is your World Champion, ladies and gentlemen. No matter how you feel about him, the results have gotten harder and harder to argue with as the months of his World Title reign have ticked by. It might make the members of Rebellion, Genesis, and Pantheon sick to hear, but Eric Price is the top guy in this company.
Shannan Lerch: …right now, you should say. In another hour that may not be true. In another hour he may not even be conscious.
Zach Davis: I guess that’s what we’re going to find out, Shannan. The cage door has just been shut and locked and these two are about to put on a match we have never seen before in the history of this company.
Sarah Twilight approaches Eric Price with her squirt gun held out level with her eyes and aimed directly at the World Champion. As the crowd laughs, Eric Price becomes enraged and swings with his seven iron, knocking the gun away from Price. As his body follows through with the swing, and off-balance Eric Price is left vulnerable as Twilight explodes from her stance and tackles him onto the mat, viciously beating with left and right hands to the face.
Shannan Lerch: That’s my girl, Sarah Twilight getting off to a fast start in this one.
After nearly twenty shots to the face, Eric Price is able to get his hands up and block Twilight’s flurry of punches. Twilight relents, and gets up to her feet. Price quickly joins her and the two rivals lock up, with the smaller Twilight immediately wiggling out of the hold and sending a shot to the back of Price’s knee, forcing him down on one leg, and then follows with an inverted DDT.
Zach Davis: Twilight has the advantage early, but…well, let’s be honest, this match isn’t going to be won with any semblance of technical wrestling skill. This is going to be a bloodbath, it’s just a matter of time.
Shannan Lerch: What she’s trying to do right now is wear down Eric Price. A tired Eric Price is more vulnerable to whatever sick and depraved things she has in store for us tonight.
Twilight gets back to her feet and violently brings Eric Price up with her. …and with that, and every ounce of strength in her body she grabs hold of Eric Price…
It’s the same way she’s started the end of countless matches during her career…
An inverted front powerslam…
…into a swing neckbreaker…
…her Finisher is hit…
Shannan Lerch: The Twilight Zone!
Zach Davis: WOW. Sarah Twilight has come to play tonight, folks. If this was any other match, Eric Price’s night might already be over.
There is no grace or beauty to the way Sarah Twilight gets off the mat, however. She half bent-over and clutching her arm. A few small drops of blood are seen running through her fingers onto the mat.
Shannan Lerch: Uh...?
Twilight clenches the hand of her affected arm, howling out in pain. Determined, she uses her other hand to grasp a small piece of metal out of her arm…
Zach Davis: Oh. My. God. Somehow in the midst of The Twilight Zone Eric Price managed to stab Sarah Twilight with what appears to be a kitchen knife!
Shannan Lerch: You can’t tell me that’s legal!
Zach Davis: EVERYTHING is legal, Shannan. The real story here is that…Sarah Twilight now has a knife.
Eric Price has already risen back to his feet and looks on smiling as Twilight pulls the knife from her flesh. She stands up straight and focuses her gaze toward Price. With the knife in hand and glassed over expression on her face, Sarah Twilight begins methodically walking toward Eric Price.
Shannan Lerch: I like where this is headed.
Zach Davis: Eric Price doesn’t look so happy anymore. He’s backpedaling, but there’s nowhere to go.
Price has backpedaled all the way into the corner of the ring. Twilight approaches, a crazed look on her face and a knife glistening with her own blood raised over her head. She swings downward with the knife, but Price alertly ducks and escapes through the ropes to ringside. The knife has lodged itself in the turnbuckle padding which brings up a good point…
Shannan Lerch: Why is there turnbuckle padding in this match?
Zach Davis: Well, I suppose its standard, but right now Twilight is trying to get the knife out of that padding.
She won’t have time to, however, as from ringside Eric Price grabs Twilight by the legs and slides her out to ringside with him. He quickly whips her with all of his might into the side of the cage. Not done yet, he brings his challenger back up to her feet and proceeds to send her flying into the steel sidewall of the cage one more time for good measure.
Price leans down and flips Twilight over onto her back. He examines her arm, gushing blood from the earlier wound. With a smirk, he pushes his weight into the air... and then brings it all crashing down across the arm of Sarah Twilight for the knee drop!
Shannan Lerch: Jesus!
Zach Davis: She might be visiting him, sooner rather than later.
Price again drops his knee across Twilight’s arm, sending a scream of anguish into the air from the challenger. Price now jumps onto the ring apron and then climbs the turnbuckle to the top rope. He ignores the knife still lodged in the padding and jumps, looking to land a bionic elbow onto Twilight’s arm…
Price soars through the air…
He connects. But not how he wanted to.
Zach Davis: My god. My god in heaven.
Shannan Lerch: What the….oh god….
As Price descended down on Twilight, the Mistress of Mischief raises a boot and drives it into the stomach of Eric Price…and it sticks. Price immediately clutches his midsection and Twilight pries her boot out of his stomach.
Shannan Lerch: The bottom of Sarah Twilight’s boot has spikes, and she just drove it into the stomach of Eric Price!
Zach Davis: I have to give it to her, considering the match at hand, that’s pretty smart. It’s almost like the bottom of her boots resemble a baseball cleat, or golf spikes…likely more sharp though.
Price is rolling around at ringside holding his stomach as Twilight gets back to her feet. She takes her bloodied boot and begins viciously stomping at the face of Eric Price. The crowd counts out the shots…
Zach Davis: Each shot brings about a new steam of crimson pouring from the face of Eric Price. This is just…brutality…at its absolute worst.
Shannan Lerch: Or best, depending on what side you’re on.
Finally, in desperation, Eric Price is able to lift his legs and kick Twilight away just long enough to scamper underneath the ring.
Zach Davis: Eric Price is hiding underneath the ring!
Twilight laughs at the image of Price scurrying away from her and casually bends over and pulls back the ring apron. Unknown to her, Price has managed his way all the way to the other side of the ring where he gets back to his feet and slides into the ring. Just as Twilight realizes what is happening, Price has already gone airborne and flies over the ropes splashing into her on the outside. Price and Twilight lie motionless for an extended period of time, neither competitor showing any signs of motion whatsoever.
Shannan Lerch: On one hand, you have Sarah Twilight losing a lot of blood from her arm. On the other, you have Eric Price bleeding profusely from his skull and abdomen.
Zach Davis: …and this match isn’t even close to over.
Finally, it’s Eric Price that stirs first. He wipes blood off of his forehead and sits up. His movement draws movement from Sarah Twilight, who pries her back off the cell wall and sits up as well. Price turns to her and sends a vicious shot to the forehead, knocking Twilight’s head off the steel. As her head bounces forward after impact she responds with a right hand of her own, followed by another one from Price, then Twilight, then Price, then Twilight….
Zach Davis: Look at these two; they can’t even look at each other without wanting to fight. They’re not even on their feet. It’s like a mental impulse at this point.
Finally, it’s Price that relents, and gets back to his feet. He steps onto the ring apron and approaches the turnbuckle. Price grabs the knife and wiggles it loose before jumping back down to ringside. Twilight is still slumped against the cell wall and her eyes grow wide in horror as she sees Price approaching with the knife in hand. She tries to roll away, but Price reaches out, grabs her, and pins her arm onto the ground before….
Shannan Lerch: OH. FUCK.
Zach Davis: …
With all of the force in his 250 pound body, Eric Price drives the knife completely through Sarah Twilight’s forearm. Twilight’s screams out in pain and the echoes of her shriek permeate all corners of the arena. The crowd goes completely silent. For them, the lines between entertainment and inhumanity have never been clearer. One by one, the fans take their seat. They know they’re in for a bumpy ride.
Shannan Lerch: I don’t have words for this. I can’t even commentate right now.
Zach Davis: Eric Price must have punctured a vein, artery…something. Look at her arm. It looks like it’s been dipped in red paint.
Price stands over Twilight, sneering, with a sickening smile plastered onto his face. Twilight uses her good arm to crawl away before tucking herself in the corner of the cell and cradling her arm. She rocks herself slowly, building up the courage to pry the knife out from her arm.
Zach Davis: She’s not going to pull that thing out, is she? She’ll lose blood even faster than she already is.
Shannan Lerch: She can’t win the match with a knife sticking out of her arm, Zach.
Zach Davis: Win the match? Shannan, think logically. That’s out of the question. That woman needs medical attention immediately. I’m not talking about someone taking a bump and needing to go to the hospital for evaluation type of medical attention, she needs a surgeon. Fast.
Shannan Lerch: I don’t think she’s listening to you, Zach.
Indeed, she isn’t. One look at the amused face of Eric Price is all the encouragement that Twilight needs. She grabs the end of the knife and slowly, excruciatingly, pulls it out of her arm.
Zach Davis: If there are any children watching this show, please do me a favor and…smack your parents in the face for allowing you to see this shit.
Shannan Lerch: Zach Davis, promoter of parent-child violence. Good work, Zach.
As blood squirts out of Twilight’s wound, she rises to her feet. Eric Price immediately charges and hits a kick to her arm, knocking the knife to the ground. Twilight responds with her own kick to Price’s chest, knocking him backward. Twilight runs at Price and tackles him to the mat. She quickly pops back up to her feet and goes fishing under the ring, returning with a steel chair.
Zach Davis: Some old fashioned steel to the head, coming right up.
With the chair in hand, Twilight approaches Eric Price just as he gets back up to a knee…
Shannan Lerch: Good lord! The Mistress of Mischief just hurled that chair down right into the face of Eric Price! That chair just bounced off the head of the World Champion!
Twilight slides back into the ring with the chair. She glares down at Price, holding his head on the outside of the ring. She smiles at the sight and sets the chair upright in the center of the ring.
Zach Davis: I’m not sure what she’s doing here…
Suddenly, Price springs back to his feet, slides into the ring, and races across the canvas at top speed toward Twilight. He jumps onto the chair and springboards himself toward Twilight…
Shannan Lerch: Watch out Sarah!
Zach Davis: TWILIGHT CAUGHT HIM! SHE CAUGHT HIM!
With Eric Price stuck in her arms, Twilight takes a few steps forward...
Zach Davis: THE CHAIR! LOOK AT THE CHAIR!
Sarah Twilight has, using all the strength in her body, powerbombed Eric Price onto the open steel chair. The chairs lies in a mangled mess on top of a motionless Eric Price. Twilight falls to her knees, trying to catch her breath after that exertion of strength.
Shannan Lerch: Eric Price is a 250 pound man, and Twilight doesn’t even weight in at 150 pounds, but even with that injured arm she just brutally bounced his entire body off that chair. What a sight this is, Zach.
Zach Davis: Unbelievable, Shannan, simply unbelievable.
Twilight just stands there with the most evil grin the world has ever seen....
Shannan Lerch: I believe Ms. Twilight might just have an idea.
Twilight reaches into her tank top and pulls out…
Shannan Lerch: Sandpaper!? Is that sandpaper!?
The crowd gasps as Twilight leans down toward Eric Price and tears into the motionless World Champion with right hands...left hands... forearms... even raking her fingernails across Price’s flesh... and finally, rubbing the coarse sandpaper back and forth on the face and eyes of Eric Price. Cries of agony fill the air as pieces of Jonny's flesh evaporate from Price’s forehead, leaving only a skinless bloody mess in its wake.
Zach Davis: This is just…it’s almost too much Shannan. It’s just too much.
Shannan Lerch: I hope Eric Price didn’t have a date coming up anytime soon. Because, uh, he may never look the same.
Twilight finally relents and yells out.
Sarah Twilight: BEG ERIC! BEG FOR ME TO STOP!
Eric Price: Never!
Twilight goes right back to work on Price’s forehead, and now chis cheeks, mouth, and neck.
Eric Price: STOP!
Sarah Twilight: BEG!
Eric Price: NOOOO!
Price kicks his legs, and is able to whip Twilight off of him and roll away. Twilight chases with the sandpaper, but Price kicks her legs out from under her. Both Twilight and Price quickly scramble to their feet. They lock up, with Price grabbing hold of Twilight’s arm and pressing down on her stab wound. Twilight breaks the hold, allowing Price to grab her and hit her with the Reversal of Fortune!
Zach Davis: Hey, look at that! A real wrestling move!
Price takes a second to catch his breath, before rising back to his feet and bringing Sarah Twilight up with him. He walks her over to the wreckage of the steel chair, and picks her up…
He readies her for the most devastating move in his arsenal…
Designed to break bones and crush dreams…
...destined to destroy all who oppose him…
The. Cash. Flow.
Shannan Lerch: NO! ON TOP OF THE CHAIR! CASH FLOW ON TOP OF THE CHAIR!
Zach Davis: ERIC PRICE! OH MY GOD! OH_MY_GOD!
Price, bruised, beaten, but not close to broken, rises back to his feet. He stares down at his hated rival. He’s not done yet. He grabs Twilight and quickly picks her up in a superplex position. As she stares down at the wreckage of the chair and braces for another brutal impact, Eric Price offers her one chance at an out.
Eric Price: BEG, SARAH! OR ELSE!
Twilight is silent. We don’t know if she’s unconciou….
Sarah Twilight: NO! I WILL NEVER GIVE UP TO YOU!
With that, Eric Price lets go of Sarah Twilight.
Zach Davis: Folks, I can't believe what I just saw. Eric Price has Sarah Twilight set up for the superplex, but he turned it into a PILEDRIVER right on top of that chair!
Eric Price gets back up to his feet once more, and looks down at Twilight. He shakes his head in disgust before reaching into his trunks and pulling out…a small pair of bolt cutters.
Shannan Lerch: Geez, how many things does Price have tucked away in his pants? I mean, those are tight on him, so why is there all that space….
Zach Davis: Shannan, how can you possibly be thinking about sex with this bloodbath going on?
Shannan Lerch: ….I don’t know. It just…happens.
Price smirks at the crowd and slides out the ring. He begins climbing the side of the cell.
Zach Davis: Oh no, he’s not doing what I think he is, is he?
Price climbs all the way to the top of the cell and begins cutting a circle into the roof of the cell.
Shannan Lerch: Eric Price is trying to escape! He’s trying to leave! WHAT THE FUCK!?
Our camera zooms in on Sarah Twilight, laying in a pool of her own blood pouring out of her arm. Her breathing is slow and unsteady. As Price gets halfway through his circle, to the amazement of everyone, Sarah Twilight sits up.
Shannan Lerch: Listen to this crowd! They’ve just exploded!
Feeling the momentum from the crowd, Sarah gets back on her feet and for the first time notices what Eric Price is doing. Quickly, she slides out the ring and begins climbing up the cell after him.
Zach Davis: Twilight is climbing with only one hand, her other arm too week to hold her body onto the side of that cell.
Just as Eric Price finishes his circle and pushes through the top of the cell, Sarah Twilight grabs his foot. Price viciously shakes her off and climbs all the way onto the top of the cage. Twilight follows him through the hole and both wrestlers rise to their feet on top of the cage.
Shannan Lerch: Look at this sight…
Zach Davis: There are flashbulbs going off all around the arena right now. Sarah Twilight and Eric Price are standing on top of the cell, World Title on the line….here we go…
Twilight strikes with a right hand to Eric Price. Price returns fire with a left, then another left, forcing Twilight backwards. Price sends a kick to Twilight’s knee bringing her off her feet. He reaches down and grabs her…..NO!
Shannan Lerch: YEAH! GET HIM SARAH!
Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight with the low blow! Eric Price is down!
Price is holding his crotch and rolling around on top of the cell in pain. Twilight quickly gets back to her feet. She grabs hold of Price in an all too familiar fashion.
Zach Davis: Uh, oh…
For the second time tonight…
She sets up for the move that defines her…
It’s a an imagery that will live with her forever…
She steadies herself, and then…
Inverted Front Powerslam…into swinging neckbreaker…
THROUGH THE CAGE
Shannan Lerch: HOLY_FUCKING_SHIT!
Zach Davis: The cell roof just gave out! It just gave out!
Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!
Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!
Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!
Twilight and Price lie motionless on the canvas. They’ve given everything they have, but this last fall was just too much. The referee finally moves in and checks on the two of them. He spends a considerable amount of time trying to wake up Price and/or Twilight, but gets nowhere. He gets to his feet and just as he’s about to motion for the match to end….
Shannan Lerch: Sarah Twilight just sat up!
Still in extreme agony, Sarah Twilight glances towards her opponent, finding him unconscious. Fueled by pure hatred, Sarah pushes herself through the pain and up to his feet...
Zach Davis: How…how is this woman standing after that fall?
Twilight slowly walks to the ropes and slides out of the ring. She reaches under the ringside and returns with possibly the most diabolical weapon yet.
Shannan Lerch: Where the hell did she get that!
With a barbed wire wrapped chair in tow, Twilight returns to the ring.
Zach Davis: I…I don’t know. Planned out in advance, I suppose.
She leans over Eric Price…
Her long, long, long rival…
The man that she hates like no other…
…and raises the chair over her head…
…and destroys him with it…
Zach Davis: GOOD. LORD.
Gripping her demonic weapon on choice, Twilight raises is again and waits….and waits…and waits. Price finally opens his eyes just in time to see….WHACK.
Shannan Lerch: Price’s face is a crimson mask. He’s just spilling blood from all pores and completely defenseless right now.
Twilight hits him again…
Price is literally spitting up blood at this point, his skin ripped to pieces. He stares up at Twilight, blood filling his mouth, and mutters something inaudible to the audience.
Zach Davis: Did he just...?
Twilight leans over Price and cocks her head. Price speaks again, this time louder.
Through the blood and the sweat, a smile curls around Twilight’s lips.
Price: Stop. Please. I’m begging you. No more. You win.
The referee calls for the bell.
Shannan Lerch: SHE DID IT! SARAH TWILIGHT DID IT! SHE JUST FORCED ERIC PRICE TO BEG HER TO STOP!
Zach Davis: A man, or woman, can only take so much Shannan. He just took a Twilight Zone off the top of the cell followed by five shots to the head with that barbed wire steel chair. I’m speechless about both of these individuals will to win this match, the lengths they went to, but…enough was enough. Eric Price knew that.
Twilight still stands over Eric Price, the chair in hand, smiling sadistically. She drops the chair and falls to her knees. The referee immediately opens the cell door allowing medical personnel to make their way through. Twilight refuses medical help, and instead, is handed the WCF World Title belt. She cradles the belt in her arms for the first time as her music begins to play over the loudspeaker.
Shannan Lerch: The long journey is over, Sarah. You are the WCF World Champion.
The music cuts out, and the titontron lights up. A close up of Jeff Purse is seen. Fans cheer, as they haven't seen Jeff in what seems like months (because it has been months). Jeff smiles, and addresses Eric Price who is currently being loaded onto a backboard in the ring.
Jeff Purse: Hey Eric! How you doing buddy? Actually, I don't care. I have been in the hospital and rehab for the past five months, as I am sure you are aware. See, I got hit by a car before we could have our rematch. Bummer. Almost like it was planned. It’s been a difficult few months for me Eric, having to watch you succeed in the ring while I struggled to succeed at basic motor functions. Have you ever been in a situation where you couldn't walk, Eric? I mean legit couldn't walk? No? No, you haven't. Well, maybe this second, but still. I have broken damn near every bone in my body thanks to BMX, and I have never been in a situation where I couldn't walk for months at a time. I have had surgery, I have had therapy, I have had crutches, but I have never not been able to walk for months. And when something like that happens, Eric, it really eats at your mind. As you watch other people walking around, running around, riding BMX, it really, really eats at you.
And then to struggle, Eric, to STRUGGLE to even get to the point where you can get up out of a wheelchair and even ATTEMPT to walk for the first time...like you're a fucking baby. Do you know how that feels, Eric? Do you know how it feels to wake up after almost a week of being unconscious? Have you ever had something that precious taken away from you, Eric? No. But I have. I have dealt with all of this. Why? Because of you.
Who had most to gain with me being gone? Eric Price. Who became the top guy after I left? Eric Price. Who is the son of a bitch who would stoop so low to put another human being through such fucking grief? Eric. Fucking. Price. You can pretend, Eric, that you didn't do it. You can pretend that you don't know what happened. You can pretend that you are a good, upstanding citizen. But I know a lot better Price. As does every, single person in that arena tonight. Everybody knows that you are responsible for the WORST time in my life. And you probably think it’s funny, don't you?
You probably enjoy lying there, watching me talk about how fucking horrible it’s been for the past five months. With that stupid grin of yours, and that ugly fucking thing on your head you call a haircut. The worst part? You probably haven't lost a wink of sleep. You probably sleep like a fucking baby. And then in the morning, you get up, you walk to your bathroom, and you take a shower. You don't know the humiliation of having people move you from your bed to your chair, of being rolled down the hall, and of being bathed by a woman older than your mother who smells like Sour Apple Moonshine.
But I will say, for my advantage, while you have been off going around, defending your title, working, having your mind on other things...I have had five months to think about one thing and one thing only. Revenge. I have had five months to think about how I am going to completely and utterly destroy your life. I have literally had all the time in the world to think about how to destroy you. Which brings us here...Pacific Palisades, California. Or more specifically, Eric Price's home.
The camera zooms out to show Eric Price's house. Parked next to it, a cement truck. And standing next to the cement truck is Jeff Purse.
Jeff Purse: I have took some time in that five months to learn how to operate a cement truck, Eric.
Jeff hobbles (as he has crutches) over to the front of the cement truck, its backend is facing the house. He starts it up, the motor running killing the silence of the night. The reverse lights come on, the truck begins to beep, as it starts to move toward Eric's house. Eric, back in the ring, begins yelling at the screen, however, not much that he can do to stop the inevitable. The truck is backing up, and doesn't stop at the wall. Instead, it rams the house, and continues crunching its way in as the wall cracks, and a giant hole is left. The cement shoot comes out, aimed directly into the living room of Eric Price's abode, and cement starts pouring from the back. Covering the damage and the inside of the house. After a couple of minutes, the living room area of the house is covered in cement, the television broken, windows busted because of the pressure. Jeff gets out of the truck, the cement still pouring, as the camera focuses on him again. Meanwhile, Eric Price has lifted his head off the backboard just enough to watch what is happening on the screen in horror.
Jeff Purse: Oh Eric. Too bad when you get back most of this will be dry...and...shoot, this much cement removal? Who knows how much that is going to cost? Or how long it’s going to take? Eric, this is just step one in making your life a total and complete hell. But I will offer you a little advice...turn around.
The screen goes black, and in the ring, Eric Price has removed himself completely from the backboard and RIGHT INTO A SUPERKICK FROM JEFF PURSE!
Zach Davis: HOLY SHIT! I was so busy watching the screen, I didn't notice Jeff Purse slide into the ring!
The crowd is loud, now, the announcers barely audible. Eric Price lies in the middle of the ring, Jeff standing over him. But Jeff is not done, no, not yet. He slides out of the ring and retrieves a chair. All this giving Eric Price a chance to struggle to his feet. After all, he just had an intense match. In the midst of grabbing a chair, though, Jeff stops to straighten out the headphones on Shannan Lerch's head. Sliding back into the ring, Eric Price tackles Jeff down, and begins throwing fists.
Shannan Lerch: How in the world is Eric Price able to….do anything? HE JUST GAVE UP AGAINST TWILIGHT!?
Zach Davis: Hatred, Shannan. Hatred fueled him tonight until he couldn’t go any longer. But this, this is Jeff Purse. These two go back further than Twilight and him. THIS IS WHAT WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR! Jeff Purse back in the ring. Eric Price and Jeff Purse at it again. Brawling in the center of the ring! I AM FUCKING STOKED!
Shannan Lerch: Calm down Zach. Geez.
But it is true, the two of them are rolling around in the ring. Pelting each other with fists o' fury. Jeff manages to kick Eric off of him, getting up and grabbing the chair, Eric comes running again, but this time, Jeff clocks him with the chair. Eric's own momentum used against him, he falls hard to in the center of the ring. It isn't enough for Jeff. He turns the chair over and begins smashing it down on Eric's right ankle. The face of Jeff Purse is a sadistic one as he opens the chair a bit and puts Eric's ankle in it. Jeff then climbs to the top rope.
Shannan Lerch: He is looking to break Eric's ankle.
Zach Davis: Or at least injure it. This must be part of his revenge plan...hey...where are his crutches...he had crutches in the video...?
Shannan Lerch: Clearly, that was shot before tonight...he must be on his own feet now...well...obviously.
Jeff perched himself upon the top rope. He looks out to the crowd, their cheers seem to be egging him on. He smiles and gives them a nod. He stands straight up and comes flying off the turnbuckle, landing feet first on the chair, smashing Eric's ankle in the process. Eric, who was laying bloody and motionless, grabs at his ankle, rolling out of the ring. Jeff smiles and grabs a mic. As paramedics rush out to tend to Eric once again, Jeff speaks.
Jeff Purse: It’s been five long months Eric. And if there is anything to be said, any word of warning I can give you...it’s to watch your fucking back. You will never know where the fuck I will be. But rest assured my one goal in life is to take you out of wrestling...FOR GOOD! Be scared, Eric, be very scared, because The Future is BACK!
"Won't Back Down" Blares on the overhead, as Jeff climbs the ropes, pandering to the crowd. He hops off the turnbuckle and comes face to face with Sarah Twilight, who has the World Title over her shoulder.
Zach Davis: Uh.. is anything going to happen here?
Shannan Lerch: Purse DID kinda steal Sarah's spotlight.
But Sarah understands the need to get revenge on Eric Price. She grins and extends her hand, mouthing that she's glad he's recovered. Purse takes it and nods.
Zach Davis: Wow, a show of respect between Jeff Purse and Sarah Twilight. After Eric Price ran over Purse, I guess they have a mutual understanding of one another.
Purse drops and rolls out of the ring, giving Sarah her moment.
Crowd: TWI-LIGHT, TWI – LIGHT, TWI-LIGHT !
Zach Davis: the fans are on their feet! The WCF faithful, The Sarah Twilight faithful, are on their feet! It's deafening in here! Folks, You can see this at home and let me tell you, its damn hard to describe the feeling in this arena right now.
Shannan Lerch: History is made tonight! Sarah Twilight, after all that she's been through, she has captured the WCF World Title! The first women to claim that belt and she deserves it!
Sarah Twilight celebrates in the ring as confetti falls from the rafters. Sarah holds the title up high as she takes to the turnbuckle and proudly displays the title.
Shannan Lerch: Such a proud night for everyone whose stuck behind her every step of the way. All that Eric Price put her though and shes over come it all.
Zach Davis: Say what you will, but there is no denying that Sarah Twilight is our new WCF World Champion!
Sarah's celebration continues as her music cuts out. She continues celebrating for a few more minutes as the music starts up again as the arena goes dark but this time its not hers.
“With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system.
Shannan Lerch: Oh great, and this happened.
Zach Davis: Balfore! Balfores here?! But Jonny Fly fired him the other day. He's not even under contract. He shouldn't even be in this area!
Shannan Lerch: This is Sarah's moment and Balfore, the egomaniac just can't let it be. First Jeff Purse and now this, seriously!?
Odin walks down the ramp but is interrupted as well. "300 Violin Orchestra" by Jorge Quintero hits the PA system and Jonny Fly makes his way onto the stage with a microphone.
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly, too!? The post-match show is going to be about as long as the World Title match was at this rate!
Jonny Fly: Hey, Odin. You senile motherfucker. Did you forget something? You have no contract. I FIRED YOU for breaching your contract. You are trespassing right now.
Ten armed policemen walk out from behind Fly and head down to arrest Odin and surround him.
Jonny Fly: Arrest him!
Seth walks out and stands next to Fly.
Seth Lerch: You can't arrest him.
Jonny Fly: Look, secretary, go back to your desk. I can do whatever I want.
Seth Lerch: You can't arrest him because he's not fired. I never pushed through the paper work but instead I got the approval of the Board of Directors and...renewed his contract!
Jonny Fly: You did WHAT?!
Seth Lerch: Yeah, we renewed his contract. Odin is the first talent to receive the newly revised legends contract. So not only can you not arrest him, you can't fire him either. He's allowed to be here. Odin Balfore's new contract goes into effect, right now! Sorry Fly, but you aren't the only one running this show. You still gotta go through the Board. Enjoy your new acquisition!
Shannan Lerch: WHAT?
Zach Davis: Odin's under contract again?
Seth walks to the back as Fly looks furious.
Jonny Fly: Seth! Seth get back here! I can fire you you mother...
Fly storms off after Seth as Odin walks past the police force and towards the ring, the crowds chanting a loud “BULLSHIT” chant. Odin climbs into the ring and looks at Sarah Twilight with a deep stare.
Shannan Lerch: Odin extends his hand. ANOTHER handshake? Everyone must really want to congratulation Sarah Twilight. But after everything Eric put her through, I guess I don't blame them.
Twilight is extremely suspicious of the situation and refuses to shake Odin's hand. Odin insists as Twilight looks around the area.
Crowd: NO! NO! NO!
Shannan Lerch: The crowd doesn't trust him either and why should they?
Odin looks genuine, even after Twilight's attack as he holds his hand out even further.
Zach Davis: Twilight still isn't buying it.
Twilight goes to turn and exit the ring but Odin turns her around wraps his hand around her neck. Odin knocks Twilight's belt to the ground as he lifts her up in the air.
Shannan Lerch: I knew it! That son of a bitch!
Zach Davis: Balfore has the Champ eight, nine, ten feet up in the air...
The crowd goes into stunned silence.
Shannan Lerch: Oh dear god!
Zach Davis: ...Wow.....
Shannan Lerch: Seth, Fly, somebody.. somebody get some help.
Zach Davis: Folks.. What would be a nine or ten foot fall in the ring- not that that's a small drop because its not by any means but Odin Balfore just choke slammed Sarah Twilight twelve or thirteen feet from the ring to the floor right out in front of us. She just, landed in a crumbled heap and this could very well be serious.
Odin walks over and grabs the WCF World Title and holds it up as he looks down on Sarah Twilight.
Shannan Lerch: Well this has been Aftermath. We've seen new Champions crowned, a number one contender established... and the returns of Odin Balfore and Jeff Purse. What a show.
Zach Davis: Goodnight.
Aftermath 2013 fades to black.