Before we can even start the show... the lights in the arena go black.
Zach Davis: What is this?
Erin Robbins: I don't know...
"Won't Back Down" blares on the PA. The lights still off...big white letters appear on the titan tron that read:
'5-4-14 The Future Returns'
Zach Davis: The Future returns! Jeff Purse returns at Slam!
Erin Robbins: Yawn.
The next set of words reads:
'Things. Will. Change.'
The music fades and the lights come back on.
Zach Davis: I wonder what that means? Things will change?
Erin Robbins: Who knows. Lets get back to the action.
Zach Davis: Don't forget to tune in to Slam to see the return of Jeff Purse, folks, and see what is going to change.
Erin Robbins: ZACH! I SAID LETS START THE SHOW!
Zach Davis: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to Aftermath, we have a great show planned for you tonight, a lot of big matches tonight.
Erin Robbins: No duh. Tonight we will see all the titles defended and the final match of the Trilogy Cup Tournament.
As the opening chant of "Supplication" by Sami Yusuf begins over the PA system, Abdul Ahad steps out onto the ramp in somber silence. He makes his way down the ramp, never once looking at the fans around him; he stares straight up at the ceiling, speaking softly to himself in Arabic. Once at ringside, he finally looks down, scanning the arena once before he climbs into the ring. He makes his way over to his corner without fanfare, preparing for his match.
Zach Davis: Here we go! We’re starting off tonight with a four way match.
Erin Robbins: The first pin wins it!
Kyle Steel: First, from Medina, Saudi Arabia, weighing 245 pounds, he is... Abdul... Ahad!
"Ready to Start" by Arcade Fire hits the PA and Peter Quinn quickly comes out the curtain, trying not to make too much of a scene. He practically jogs to get to the ring, slipping inside and standing still till the bell rings.
Kyle Steel: Next his opponent, from Seattle, Washington, weighing 260 pounds, he is a former Television Champion... Peter Quinn!
'Tonight, magical things are going to happen. All of your wildest dreams are about to come true. Just take time to unwind. And let my vision inside you.'
'My Vision' by Jakatta featuring Seal kicks in. On the videotron, we see a vulture stalking in the skies. It rapidly descends and swoops all the way down to the ground. As this happens, pink pyro goes off and makes several fans in aisle seats jump. Out of the entrance way rushes 'The Vulture' Dallas Culture.
Kyle Steel: Next, from Gladstone, Australia, weighing 216 pounds... accompanied by Angel Aurelie and the loving spirits of the 12th realm, he is 'The Vulture' Dallas Culture!
Culture drops his coat and runs out to the ring. He jumps on the apron but trips and lands awkwardly on the mat. The crowd burst into hysterics. Unaffected, Culture gets back onto the apron and waves his arms to the sky as if communicating with the spirit realm.
The arena lights go out as a mirror ball is lowered from the ceiling and as “Star Trekkin’” by The Firm hits loads of different colored lights hits the mirror ball and the arena gets flooded with light as Ollie dances onto the stage.
Kyle Steel: And finally, fighting out the nearest dumpster, weighing in at 156 lbs… accompanied by Quincy the imaginary duck, he is Ollie... the Magic Bum!
Dancing down the ramp he claps hands with the fans... As he reaches the ring he leaps into the ring and dances around some more till his music cuts out.
The bell dings and the four men stare at one another, sizing up each other, and begin circling the ring to see who makes the first move. After a few moments “The Vulture” Dallas Culture starts to charge after Ollie The Magic Bum. But before any contact is made, Ollie holds his hands up pleading for Dallas to stop.
Ollie The Magic Bum: Wait! Quincy is still in the ring, don’t step on him.
Ollie bends down and picks up the duck (really just grabbing air), and sets him on the apron. He turns back to Dallas and motions for him to continue. Dallas shrugs his arms and charges again after Ollie leaping into the air going for a crossbody…and missing. Upon seeing Dallas missing, Ollie throws himself down to the mat to make it look like he connected.
Zach Davis: Well ok that was um…weird.
Erin Robbins: Ain’t that the truth, and just look at Abdul and Peter, they don’t know what to make of this.
Zach Davis: Ooof what a collision, Peter just went face first into Abdul.
Erin Robbins: But look, there’s Ollie!
Ollie the Magic Bum is back up as well and runs toward Dallas Culture with his head bent over trying to hit a running headbutt, Dallas sees this and runs away from Ollie to keep from getting hit. They are circling the ring, Dallas fleeing, and Ollie giving chase. In the mean time Abdul Ahad is up only to be hit instead with the headbutt from Ollie.
Zach Davis: Heh, Ollie gave up on trying to hit Dallas…
Erin Robbins: And hits Abdul instead haha.
Dallas takes the time to climb the turnbuckle and waits. As Peter Quinn and Abdul Ahad get back to a vertical base, Dallas “The Vulture” leaps into the air trying to connect with a crossbody again to take down both men.
Zach Davis: Peter and Abdul caught him!
Erin Robbins: What’s Ollie up to now?
Ollie is on the turnbuckle and leaps into the air connecting with a front dropkick, kicking the back of Dallas, using him as a battering ram knocking Abdul and Peter down to the mat.
Zach Davis: Did you see that?
Erin Robbins: Before Peter and Abdul could do anything to Dallas, Ollie lept into the air and used Dallas to
Ollie gets up and goes over to the apron where Quincy is still watching on.
Ollie The Magic Bum: Did you see that Quincy?
Zach Davis: Is he seriously taking time out of the match to talk to his imaginary duck?
Erin Robbins: Yep, looks that way.
Dallas Culture is back up and uses the distraction to send Ollie Bum over the ropes to the floor. He turns back around and charges after Abdul and Peter, leaps into the air, and catches both men with a double elbow drop.
Zach Davis: Heh look at that, Dallas finally hit them.
Erin Robbins: There’s a first time for everything Zach.
Dallas gloats to the crowd about his tremendous feet only to be pulled to the outside by Ollie who reached in under the ropes. The two men start brawling around the outside of the ring. In the meantime Peter and Abdul are back on their feet and start brawling as well. Abdul hits a back kick to the midsection of Peter, Peter answers back with a knee to the gut.
Zach Davis: All four men are brawling, I guess the funs over.
Erin Robbins: For now…Look Ollie the Bum is trying to ram Dallas Vulture Culture’s head into the ringpost!
Dallas stops Ollie dead in his tracks by gouging out his eyes. As Ollie clutches his eyes in pain Dallas seizes the moment by grabbing Ollie’s arm and irish whips him into the steel steeps. A loud thud is heard as Ollie crashes into the steps, flipping over them, to the floor on the outside.
Zach Davis: My god, did you hear the thud as Ollie hit those?
Erin Robbins: Don’t see Ollie dancing around anytime soon…
Meanwhile back in the ring Abdul Ahad has Peter Quinn locked in an abdominal stretch, trying to squeeze the life out of the former Television Champion. Peter Quinns tries desperately to power out of the move but is stopped by shots to the side from Abdul.
Zach Davis: Dallas better get in there and break this up…
Erin Robbins: Your right, first to pinfall or submission wins…
Dallas sees Abdul and Peter and rushes into the ring. He pokes Abdul Ahad in the eyes before rolling up Peter into a pin.
Stanley Moser: ONE!
The pin is broken up by Ollie who has finally recuperated from the outside. Ollie starts kicking away on Dallas, only to be stopped by Abdul who turns Ollie around and hits him with a Spike DDT driving Ollie hard into the mat. Peter Quinn is up and turns Abdul around and hits him with a Suplex driving Abdul into the mat. Dallas Culture is up and takes down Peter with a flying calf kick.
Zach Davis: Everyone is getting a piece of everyone here tonight.
Erin Robbins: What do you expect it’s every man for himself.
Culture climbs to the top as Abdul stumbles up...
Zach Davis: Here it is... BAD KARMA INTO THE PIN!
Culture hits it!
Erin Robbins: Dallas Culture hits it!
The fans boo as Culture gets to his feet.
Zach Davis: After all that madness with Brent Alpine, The Vulture wins tonight. Wow.
The scene opens up on the backstage delivery area of the Air Canada Centre, Mr. E and Drake Goodnight have Chase Michaels valet Red blocked off. E grabs her by the throat and pins her against the wall.
Goodnight: Look here we have Little Miss Red Riding Hood... Where's the Big Bad Wolf?
Red: Get your damn hands off me...
All of a sudden Robert Wolf comes into the picture and pushes Goodnight out the way and gets right in the face of Mr E who looks less then impressed.
Wolf: E let her the fuck go... We're better than this!
Mr E: To hell we are... We've been paid to do a job and we're going to do it!
Wolf: I ain't going to tell you again Let her fucking go!
Mr E: Or what?
Red uses the distraction and manages to break free off but is block off by Goodnight.
Goodnight: Where you going little Red?
Red nails Goodnight with a stiff knee to groin which cause Goodnight to drop to his knees. Wolf looks over to her.
Wolf: Go get the fuck out of here now!
Red goes to question him but thinks better of it and takes off running. Mr E goes to take off after her but is block off by Wolf.
Wolf: Let her go... We're aren't doing this... We don't attack women... We're the Legion we're better than that!
Goodnight: To hell we are...
Goodnight blind sides Wolf and takes him down with a stiff clothesline.
Zach Davis: My god The Legion have imploded!
Wolf gets back to his feet and gets right in the face of Goodnight...
Wolf: You're going to regret doing that!
Goodnight: I've been waiting to do that since I met you...
Wolf: I dare you to try it again... This time do it to my face and not some blind side pussy attack...
Goodnight smiles as he goes to turn a way but stops and shoves Wolf, the look on Wolf's face changes as he takes a step back before turning and taking Goodnight down with a double leg take down before raining down blows. But out of no where Mr E catches Wolf with a hard boot to the side of the head off Wolf before offering his hand to Goodnight who with Mr E's help gets back to his feet. Wolf tries get back to his feet before get a stiff kick to the ribs by Goodnight to which Mr E smiles as he walks over to Wolf and wraps both his hands around his throat before lifting Wolf to his feet.
Mr E: Nothing personal... Just business...
Mr E still with both his hand grasping Wolf's throat tosses Wolf hard into one of the large metal stage cases causing Wolf to land awkwardly on his neck. Wolf rolls on the floor holding his neck with a look of sheer pain on his face.
Erin Robbins: That made even me wince... You see the way he landed on his neck?
Mr E and Goodnight walk over to Wolf who still holding his neck in agony and Goodnight nails a stiff kick right to the back of Wofl's neck.
Mr E: Help me get his arse up...
Goodnight picks Wolf back to his feet and holds Wolf so Wolf's back is toward Mr E who takes a few steps back and nails a wicked clothesline the back of Wolf's neck cause Wolf to crumble to the floor.
Goodnight: Lets finish this!
Goodnight and Mr E drag Wolf towards a delivery office area before Mr E picks Wolf up on to his shoulders in a fireman's carry position before Goodnight grabs Wolf by the back of the head.
Goodnight: Consider this your termination papers
Both Goodnight and Mr start to laugh before Mr E tosses Wolf through the sheet glass window with a Spin-out fireman's carry facebuster...
Zach Davis: My god The Enigma through a plate glass window.
The camera pans into the office to see Wolf laying a crumpled heap on the floor.
Zach Davis: My good Mr E and Goodnight just destroyed their tag team partner.
As the camera pans back to Goodnight and Mr E who are both still laughing Goodnight gets flatten by none other than The Lone Wolf Chase Michaels with a sickening shot with a black metal baseball bat. Mr E turns around and gets a sickening shot across the skull with the bat. Michaels starts to take it in turns of nailing both fallen men with shot from the baseball bat as he nails any part of either man that moves. Meanwhile Red can be seen disappearing into the office obviously to check on Wolf.
Zach Davis: Looks like the Lone Wolf has come to the aid of a fellow Wolf...
Erin Robbins: Or he just wants to beat the crap out of the Legion!
Michaels works over both men nailing them with shot from the bat before focusing on the knees of both men.
Zach Davis: My god Michaels is going to knee cap both men!
Erin Robbins: Well he is a biker after all... Biker justice?
Michaels brings the bat down hard on Mr E's knee before doing the same to Goodnight and keeps it going between both men. Eventually secuirty, officials and medics rush the scene as the scene fades back to Davis and Robbins at ringside.
Erin Robbins: Well I guess the three vs. three vs. three match later tonight is now a three vs. three six man match!
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.
Alicia Ikizi is fun-loving and hyperactive so she comes out with a lot of energy and will often do a few ballet themed dancing moves to her music as she makes her way down the ramp/whatever. She's also never done something like this before [much more experienced with card games and weird adventures] so she doesn't understand the meaning of physical activity related to wrestling- She continues to dance and jump around even as she arrives at the ring, before walking up the steps and entering. She does another dance before extending her arm out and awaiting for something to occur, giggling when it doesn't.
Zach Davis: Well... that's some kind of entrance. You've got to wonder how she'll fare here tonight.
Doc seems to make eyes at Ikizi, but Mary glares at him and he stops.
"Cradle to the Grave" plays and a spotlight scans the crowd until it stops on Chase who's standing at the top of the entrance ramp with the hood of his hoodie up. Chase stands at the top of the ramp before he slowly makes his way down the ramp before he rolls under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle and raising his arms in a cocky fashion before stepping down and taking his hoodie off and waiting on his opponent.
Fuck The System by Cyberpunkers blast through the arena speakers. Endorphin walks out of the curtain, looking at the crowd. He stops in the middle of the ramp and flips off one of the fans behind the barricade before continuing. He walks up the steps and onto the turnbuckle, raising his arms in the air and flipping off the entire WCF audience. He jumps off and climbs on the ropes, giving another middle finger to the crowd again.
The arena fades to almost complete darkness as lightning flashes on the video wall. Thunderclaps are heard as David Draiman's "FORSAKEN" begins to play throughout the arena. Lightning continues to flash on the video wall as a cemetery is panned through. Movement is seen near the entrance as Red Dragon pushes the curtain aside with the end of his ever present kendo stick wrapped in barbwire steps into the arena. Scanning the crowd he grins and begins a slow walk towards the ring. Once at ringside he slides under the bottom rope and rolls up to his feet resting the kendo stick on the ropes.
"Sangre Por Sangre" by HellYeah starts playing as Adam Young steps out into the arena in all black and a black towel on his head. He stops and takes the towel off his hand with his right hand. He holds both of his arms up in the air and then starts walking towards the ring. He circles the ring. Adam climbs up into the ring and poses on all four second turnbuckles before tossing the towel to ring side area.
The bell sounds, and both Henry and Michaels climb onto the apron, leaving the excitable young Alicia Ikizi to start the match. Red Dragon starts the match for his team. Red Dragon runs at her and goes for a Clothesline but she's got fast instincts and knows to duck that, at least, which she does. Red Dragon turns at she punches him several times, sending him reeling. She elbows him a few times before throwing him into a neutral corner. She runs at him, does a cartwheel, and elbows him!
Zach Davis: Alicia Ikizi looking pretty good right out of the gate here!
Dragon stumbles away and tags in Young. Young comes into the ring and Ikizi tells him to bring it. He runs at her and she ducks again, expecting a Clothesline, but Young stops short and grabs her head.
Erin Robbins: Swinging Neckbreaker!
Alicia yells as she hits the mat. Young then stomps her repeatedly as the fans begin to boo.
Zach Davis: No one wants to see Ikizi get beat up!
Young lifts her up, practically laughing before throwing her to the ropes. As she comes back he hits a huge Exploder Suplex!
Erin Robbins: DAMN!, hell of a Suplex!
Young stomps on her a few more times, slowing down the pace, taking his time. He lifts her again and positions her for a Pumphandle Slam, looking around, grinning.
Zach Davis: What a sicko.
Aanndd he hits it. The fans begin to boo again.
Erin Robbins: He's just playing with her now. Come on Young!
He lifts her once more and executes a Standing Side Slam. He then jumps to the turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: WILD RIDE!
NO! Ikizi lifts her legs up! Young crashes into them, knocking the air out of him. He stumbles away and tags in Endorphin as Ikizi tags in Henry!
Erin Robbins: Here comes Doc!
Doc hits the ring as Endorphin does and the two begin to brawl. Henry gets the upper hand, dropping Endorphin with a Neckbreaker. Endorphin stumbles back up and Henry grapples him from behind...
Zach Davis: Huge German Suplex!
Doc then pulls Endorphin in.
Erin Robbins: Time for a Pedigree!
No!, Endorphin reverses it with a Back Bodydrop! Henry stumbles back up and is thrown to the ropes by Endorphin. As Henry is coming back, however, he takes Endorphin down with a Spear!
Zach Davis: Vicious Spear! Connected perfectly!
Henry tags in Chase Michaels as Endorphin rolls away and tags in Red Dragon. Chase enters and Dragon Springboards in, going for a Dropkick!, but Chase sidesteps it. Dragon kicks him but Chase captures him and executes a Capture Suplex!
Erin Robbins: Suplexes galore in this match!
Zach Davis: And with Chase Michaels in the ring, that's going to continue to be the case.
Red Dragon begins to climb up but Chase gets him in the Underhook position. He lifts.... BAM, huge Overhead Underhook Suplex!
Erin Robbins: Simply amazing.
Chase runs at him and executes a Twisting Elbow Drop. He then lifts him up again and indicates that he's going to put him away.
Zach Davis: Which of Chase's finishers is he going for?
Chase hits The Conviction!, into a bridge pin!
Erin Robbins: Chase Michaels, Alicia Iziki, and Doc Henry pick up the win!
Chase's music plays as he gets to his feet, looking towards the camera and nodding before getting his arm raised. Doc high fives Alicia, while Mary glares again and asks Doc the Cock to accompany her to the back.
We cut to the backstage area where Hank Brown is waiting with a microphone in hand. There's a surprising pop from the crowd for ol' Hank, to which he does a tip of his imaginary cap.
Hank Brown: Ladies and gentlemen I'm currently in the back with some rather huge news. According to multiple reports, Jayson Price...
There's another huge pop from the crowd at the mention of Price.
Hank Brown: Really? He gets a bigger pop than me?
Hank looks a bit dejected but continues on.
Hank Brown: Jayson Price is in the building. I've yet to see him for myself but we're just around the corner from where he was supposedly seen last. Let's go investigate.
Hank pokes his head around the corner and then nods to the cameraman before heading down the hallway. They reach a door with a sign on it that reads "Ahoy!"
Hank Brown: Ahoy?
Hank presses his ear up against the doorway and listens. Confused, he quickly throws open the door.
Hank Brown: What the hell?!?!
The cameraman moves in and we see the room is full of pirates in the middle of an all out battle amongst themselves. Parrots are flying around in circles above the men as the sounds of swords clanging against each other are deafening. A sound of a cannon going off causes Hank to drop to the ground and cover his head but the cameraman pans over to show it was just a sound effect from a speaker.
Hank Brown: SAVE ME YOU IDIOT!
The cameraman chooses to do nothing as he's entranced by the epic pirate battle going on in front of him. Hank scurries away from the doorway and runs down the hallway as another cannon shot plays over the speaker.
Hank Brown: I HATE THIS *BLEEP*ING JOB!
The scene fades out to black as we continue to watch the pirates fight.
Comes to the ring in a very “about business” type of way, marching out as soon as the singer beings the first verse. Tony quickly marches to the ring, similar to the Stone Cold march. Upon entering the ring, Tony climbs onto the middle rope of the nearest turnbuckle lifting a single closed fist into the air as the crowd cheers. He cuts diagonally across the ring mirroring his previous actions. He climbs down, and turns around, ready to begin the match.
The instrumental introduction of "Diamonds From Sierra Leone" plays, as a single spotlight shines at the top of the stage. It hovers there, until the opening lyrics are heard leaving Kayne West's mouth, when DeShawn Carr comes out from behind the curtain, wearing a black muscle shirt, White tights that have orange and green trim (the colors of his alma mater, The University of Miami) as well as black fingerless MMA gloves on both hands that have the Miami Hurricanes logo emblazoned on the right hand side. Slowly making his way down the ramp, he shows nothing but focus on the task, looking at the ring, even when he reaches the top of the ramp. It is there, that he lauches himself under the bottom rope, effortlessly pushing himself back up before simply heading to his corner (not before stretching his arms into the shape of a cross) and awaiting his opponent.
‘I Will Not Break’ by A Sound Of Thunder blasts out of the PA system and the fans go crazy as Stacy Robinson struts out onto the stage with her People's Championship draped over her shoulder, she stops at the top of the ramp looking out to the crowd smiling before she begins to make her way down the ramp slapping the fans hands on the way.
Kyle Steel: Making her way to the ring…from Orlando, Florida…weighing in at 150 pounds...the WCF People's Champion! Stacy…Robinson!
Stacy reaches the ring and she rolls under the bottom rope, she then poses in the middle of the ring by raising her arms and making the devil’s horns with her left hand whilst holding her title above her head in her right hand. She then hands her title to the ringside official before unzipping her jacket and handing that to the ringside official as well as ‘I Will Not Break’ fades out.
The bell sounds.
Zach Davis: Lucky break for Tony T and DeShawn Carr here, getting a People's Title shot, let's see if they can make the most of it!
Both men run at Stacy Robinson, but Stacy sidesteps them and hits a Dropkick, hitting both men with a foot each. They stumble back as she gets back to her feet. She runs at DeShawn Carr, hitting a running Hurricanrana!, sending Carr flying out of the ring. Tony T throws a wild Clothesline which Stacy ducks, and hits a Roundhouse Kick!
Erin Robbins: STACY'S KICK!
Without missing a beat, Stacy locks Tony T into her submission.
Zach Davis: Your Final Penance! She has it locked in!
Tony T yells in pain and tries to resist.. but it's too painful. He taps out.
Erin Robbins: Stacy Robinson retains the belt, and in quick fashion!
The bell sounds as Stacy gets to her feet. The ref hands her her belt as her music plays.
Zach Davis: Stacy Robinson, once again proving why she's a force to be reckoned with here in the WCF.
The lights in the arena go down and three spotlights go over the crowd leaving the rest of the arena in complete darkness as When Darkness Falls by Killswitch Engage blasts out of the PA system. Then all of a sudden three lightning bolts stream from the top of the arena strikes the stage as gold sparks begin to reign from the titantron down in front of the entrance curtain and onto the stage.
Zach Davis: It looks like they’re down one tonight. The Meta, Corbin Stein. I wonder if this is going to put them at a disadvantage Erin?
Erin Robbins: Of course it is. On the opposing team, you have Caliban, Cormack McNeill, and Brent Alpine. These are three hungry men. They’re looking to put Zenith down in this match and get back ahead of the game.
Kyle Steele: "Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 435 pounds, being accompanied by "The Punisher" Kaden Black. They are "The Guiding Light" Jayden Thunder and "The Real Deal" Colin Marshall...ZENITH!"
The men casually walk down the ramp, ignoring the majority of distractions and WCF fans. Each man takes turns antagonizing the crowd with mock laughter and sarcastic smiles, earning them more jeers. Finally they get down to the ring, both men climb onto the apron and enter the ring in unison before standing flawlessly to attention in the center of the ring and do the gesture from before on the stage as Kaden Black takes his spot outside the ring and "When Darkness Falls" fades out.
Zach Davis: And with the attack by Chase Michaels on The Legion earlier, we’re being told that it’s just going to be these two teams squaring off tonight. What started out as a nine man match swiftly turned in to a two versus three.
Erin Robbins: Well, maybe Kaden will actually do what he’s paid for and help even the odds here tonight.
Zach Davis: Any sort of interference by Kaden might result in Zenith being disqualified.
Erin Robbins: Well, they’ll just have to get creative then, won’t they?
Zach Davis: And here’s Sequitus.
Caliban looks at either man and then they all turn their attention towards the ring, Caliban squats down and shows his knuckles to the camera, Sinnesy walks out last standing behind the two larger members before handing Caliban the mic, at this point Steele knows better.
Zach Davis: Wait, look…Caliban has a microphone now.
Erin Robbins: Oh god…
Caliban: Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to take the time to introduce to you, the most IMPORTANT Trio in this company, the three guys who aren't exactly the Mt. Rushmore of WCF but we will be remembered more than anyone who is on that list, now making their way to the ring.
He spins around and smack Alpine on the chest.
Caliban: This is the realest son of a bitch in the WCF today, the man who beat death, this is THE VINE! BRENT ALPINE! Introducing next…
He turns to Cormack and again smacks him on the chest.
Caliban: We have the man mountain, mountain man himself! THE NOVASCOTIAN NIGHTMARE! CORMACK MACNEIL! And finally…
He turns back to the ring only to be spun back round and smacked on the chest by both Cormack and Brent almost knocking him off his feet.
Caliban (barely able to speak): My name is Caliban! and we are the next step in wrestling and the foreshadowing of change, WE ARE SEQUITUS!
Sinnesy takes the mike back and they all approach the ring sliding in at the same time, Caliban perches on the far turnbuckle destined to be theirs as Cormack and Alpine ascend the front turnbuckles. Caliban climbs in the ring, leaving Sinnesy on the outside.
The five men stare each other down. Colin and Jayden look at each other and get each other fired up. Cormack, Caliban, and Brent huddle in the opposite corner. The teams decide the first two men in the ring will be Jayden and Cormack. Colin, Caliban, and Brent all find their places on the apron as Jayden and Cormack meet in the middle. The bell rings and the fight begins.
Zach Davis: And this one begins.
Cormack and Jayden lock up in the center of the ring, with Cormack quickly gaining a headlock advantage. He brings his right forearm down on Jayden’s back. Jayden stumbles away from the impact, quickly collecting himself he spins around to face his enemy.
Erin Robbins: Oh my, looks like that one got him riled up early!
Anger flashes across Jayden’s face. He charges full speed at Cormack. Jayden leaps trough the air lifting cleanly over Cormack’s shoulders landing a beautiful neck breaker. Cormack lands with a heavy thud then rolls to his side, clutching his head in pain. Jayden taunts to the crowd.
Zach Davis: He sure is showing confidence early, even with the odds stacked against them.
Erin Robbins: Well he better not get ahead of himself, all the confidence in the world won’t help you kick out while you lay unconscious in the ring!
Jayden bends down, raising Cormack to his feet. He puts one hand behind his neck, clearly leading him to his team’s corner.
Zach Davis: Looks like we’re gonna see a tag here.
Erin Robbins: That’s a good strategy Zach, keep the tag’s quick! That will keep him and his partner fresh while allowing them to do some damage to Cormack of Sequitus.
Jayden tag’s Colin, who springs to the top rope and leaps off, hitting Cormack in the back with a double foot stomp. Jayden climbs out on to the apron as Colin lifts Cormack to his feet. Cormack hits Colin with a hard uppercut on the way up, knocking Colin away from him and to the mat. Cormack walks towards Colin and lifts him up by his hair and irish whips him in to the ropes, hitting him with a hard clothesline on the way back. He walks towards his corner and tags Caliban, who leaps over the top rope and moves towards Colin. As he’s lifting Colin up, he kicks Caliban in the chest, knocking him back in pain.
Zach Davis: Oh, what a kick Erin!
Erin Robbins: That looks painful Zack…
Caliban comes back quickly from the kick as Colin is rushing to his feet. Caliban rushes him, knocking him back in to the turnbuckle. He swipes Colin a few times with chest slaps, dazing him. As he’s hurting on Colin in the corner, Jayden comes up next to them and clotheslines Caliban, knocking him to the mat. Jayden slaps Colin on the shoulder, tagging himself in. He climbs in the ring and goes for the pin.
Zach Davis: He got his foot on the rope!
Caliban’s leg was up on the rope and the ref stopped the count. Jayden lifts Caliban to his feet and hits him with a kick to the gut and Caliban doubles over. Jayden brings both of his hands down for a double axe handle, knocking Caliban to his knees. Jayden leans back against the ropes and attempts a clothesline to Caliban. Caliban ducks underneath his arm and Jayden sprawls to the mat. Caliban gets up quickly and runs against the ropes, hitting Jayden with a dropkick to the face on his way up. He drags Jayden towards his corner and tags in Brent Alpine. Brent picks Jayden off the ground and hits him with a reverse STO and goes for the pin.
Jayden kicks out right before the refs hand hit the mat. Brent Alpine looked disheveled, but never the less, continued his attack. He lifted Jayden up off the ground and irish whipped him in to the ropes. On his way back, he hits him with his knee, sending Jayden somersaulting over to the mat. Brent then begins a series of kicks to Jayden lying on the ground. He tags in Caliban, who flips over the ropes and hits Jayden with a rolling senton. Jayden grabs his gut in pain then rolls to his side. Caliban then leans over, looking extremely fired up. He grabs Jayden by the head and begins hitting him with punches. One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…The ref pulls Caliban off of Jayden, stopping the assault. Caliban then taunts to the crowd and they begin to roar in excitement as Caliban climbs to the top rope. He attempts a shooting star press, but as he’s coming down, Jayden lifts up his knees and smashes his abdomen. Caliban rolls off of Jayden and over to his side.
Zach Davis: Wow, what a knee to the gut.
Erin Robbins: Momentum can shift in just a few seconds…
Jayden struggles getting to his feet but quickly crawls towards Colin, who reaches over the rope to accept his tag. Colin jumps in the ring, fired up, and runs towards Caliban. He hits him with a running forearm smash just as he was getting to his feet, knocking him back down to the mat and towards his partners. Cormack reaches over the rope and tags himself in. He climbs in the ring to meet Colin head on.
Erin Robbins: Here we go again. Speed versus strength Zach…
Zach Davis: Who’s going to win Erin?
Cormack attempts a short arm clothesline, but Colin quickly ducks underneath his arm and runs towards Brent Alpine, knocking him off the apron and down to the mat. Caliban lay near the edge of the apron, still trying to shrug off the knee to the gut from earlier. Colin turns around as Cormack is coming for him again. Cormack fake attempts another clothesline, and as Colin moves to duck it, he brings his arm down on Colin’s lower back, knocking him to his knees. Cormack then begins attacking Colin’s head, raining fists down on him. As Colin falls to the mat, Cormack begins stomping on Colin’s back, the mat shaking with each kick. Cormack lifts Colin up by his hair and lifts him off the ground. He holds him high over his head before stale dropping him to the mat. Colin hit’s the mat face first and sprawls out on the mat. Cormack rolls him over and hooks his leg for the three.
As the ref’s hand goes for the third count, Jayden runs up and kicks Cormack in the back, knocking him off of Colin.
Zach Davis: What a save from Jayden. Colin was out on that one for sure!
Erin Robbins: Lucky his partner wasn’t too badly beaten. Very solid team work from these two!
The ref pushes Jayden out of the ring and away from Cormack and Colin. Colin is struggling to get to his feet after dropping seven feet to the mat. He holds his stomach and uses the ropes to try to lift himself up. Cormack then goes for another kick to his gut, but Colin perceives it and quickly moves out of the way. Cormack slips through the middle and gets caught on the ropes. Colin then hits him with a dropkick and knocks him off the ropes and onto the mat.
Colin goes to his corner and tags Jayden in. Cormack lies on the mat, clutching his ribs in pain, as Colin makes a dead run for the opposing corner. Jayden throws a leg through the middle rope and heads into the ring to continue the beating on Cormack.
Zach Davis: Here we go! The one is about to get explosive!
Erin Robbins: I wonder if Zenith can keep this momentum going! I just can’t look away!
Brent and Caliban eager to get into the fight, rush the ring as they see Colin charging. Colin using all his momentum throws himself towards Brent and Caliban, going for a double clothes line. Brent sees it coming, ducking under his swing and shoving him into the corner turnbuckle. Colin slams with sickening velocity and immediately drops to the mat. Colin looks unconscious as Brent and Caliban being stomping him mercilessly.
Erin Robbins: This one is getting ugly!
Zach Davis: That couldn’t have gone any worse for Colin! Oh man!
Jayden, focusing all his attention on Cormack is completely oblivious to the assault on his partner Colin. Jayden lifts the injured Cormack into a standing headlock, and smashes him with a heavy forearm. Cormack knocked off balance, stumbles and falls out of the ring through the middle rope.
Zach Davis: And the legal man gets tossed like yesterday’s coffee grounds!
Erin Robbins: Jayden better turn around and save his partner, Colin, or he is in for a world of hurt!
Brent puts a boot into Colin’s back, and shoves him under the bottom rope, out of the ring. Brent and Caliban turn and menacingly begin walking toward the unaware Jayden. The crowd roars, eager to see the match play out. Jayden hearing the crowds reaction, slowly turns to face the two men.
Erin Robbins: Jayden better do something!
Brent and Caliban rush Jayden, pounding him with punches as Jayden immediately covers up. He tries to defend his head, when Brent catches him with an unexpected boot to the gut. Jayden holds his stomach, stunned, as Cormack crawls back into the ring.
Zach Davis: Oh my god! What an impact! Jayden taking the brunt of the force here!
Jayden lay flat on the mat, clearly devastated. While Colin still lies motionless outside the ring. The three men taunt to the crowd, celebrating their dominance. The crowd cheers at the show of strength.
Jayden climbs to his feet, using the turnbuckle as leverage. As he gets to his feet, Cormack runs at him, hitting the hangover. As that move ends, Caliban hits Jayden with an enziguri, followed up by a superkick from Brent. Jayden falls off the turnbuckle and on to the mat. Cormack quickly rolls up one of Jayden’s legs and the ref slides in to make the count.
The crowd is deafening as the ref’s hand comes down, ending the match. As the music hits the three men give one last raise of the hand to the crowd, and head back stage.
We again cut to the backstage area where Hank Brown is waiting and looking a bit embarrassed after his earlier appearance.
Hank Brown: Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to apologize for earlier. I've been informed by my cameraman that I may have...
Cameraman: May have?
Hank Brown: ...that I was a bit unprofessional. With that said, my sources say that Jayson Price is still in the building and I am determined to track him down!
Cameraman: Really? Last time you saw him he put a kilo of...
Hank Brown: NOT THE TIME FOR THAT STORY!
Hank straightens out his tie and then brushes himself off as he calms down.
Hank Brown: Now then, shall we go?
Hank takes off down the hallway and rounds the corner. The cameraman follows him around the corner and then has to slam on the brakes to avoid running into Hank.
Cameraman: Hey! What the....
We then see what made Hank stop so suddenly: Nearly a dozen scantily dressed women dancing around a giant paper mache volcano.
Cameraman: ...the hell?
Suddenly the paper mache volcano begins to rumble and shake as the dancing women stop and stare at it. They raise their arms and begin to wave them in the air like they just don't care.
Hank Brown: I don't even...what the hell is this?
The volcano begins to spew out frothy foam followed by a golden yellow liquid. The women all rush toward the volcano and begin to play in the foam as the liquid continues to flow out of it.
Hank Brown: Is that...beer?
It is indeed beer as the girls alternate between catching the flowing beer in their mouths and rubbing the foam on each other's bodies.
Cameraman: Uh...should we cut before-
Hank Brown: QUIET YOU FOOL!
The cameraman decides to cut just as the girls reach back to undo their tops.
Zach Davis: Alright ladies and gentlemen!! We come up to this point, of the pay per view, to the WCF Hardcore Championship match.
Erin Robbins: Yes, with these two using weapons. Anything will likely happen!!
The opening bars of Ghost Opera by Kamelot begins and Alexander Richards walks towards the ring with a huge smile on his smile.
Kyle Steel: The following match is for the WCF Haaaaaardororororore Chaaaampionship!! First, coming to the ring... weighing in at 345 pounds, hailing from Anywhere that needs a little more pain and suffering... he is the "The Enlightened One" Alexander Richards!!
He holds his doctor's bag in one hand and with the other he slaps hands with all fans foolish enough to try. He, of course, hits the fans hands as hard as human possible. He rolls in under the bottom rope and waits for his opponent.
Erin Robbins: there's the challenger all he now need is the Hardcore Champion!!
A drum roll begins. "Horseshoes and Handgrenades" by Green Day rumbles the arena and brings the audience up from their seats. Some of them cover their ears, the music playing excessively louder than anything else produced from the speakers thus far. Logan marches out from behind the black curtains and is greeted with a very warm reception. Wearing a black leather vest, and his signature ring attire. Logan takes his time walking down the ramp, peering out over the audience every so often.
Kyle Steel: From Chesapeake, Virginia... weighing in at 250 pounds... he is the current WCF Hardcore Champion. THOS.... IS.... LOOOOOOOOOOGAAAAAAAAAAAN!!
Logan swiftly climbs up the ring steps and slips through the middle rope into the ring. He paces the ring, eying the audience and then finally picking a turnbuckle and simply standing atop of it to gaze over all his trashcan fans. The music briefly pauses, but just as soon as it picks back up... Logan throws both arms skyward and the enthusiastic audience replicates his taunt. Letting his arms fall patiently back down to his sides, Logan hops down from the turnbuckle, removes his vest and throws it to the outside of the ring and then paces the ring like a starved wolf ready to be fed until the music stops.
Erin Robbins: WCF Senior Referee Stanley Moser will officiating this match.
Alexander Richards charges towards a turned Logan.
Zach Davis: SUPERKICK!!
the kick catches Richards right under the chin, catching him off guard. Richards falls straight back, crashing to the mat hard!!
Erin Robbins: LOGAN IS GOING FOR THE WIN ALREADY!!
Stanley Moser slides into position...
The crowd: ONE!!!
Logan grabs Alexander Richards and puts him upside down, hooking his leg and ankle underneath the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: HOW IN THE HELL DID HE GET THE BIG MAN TIED UP LIKE THAT?!?!?! THE TREE OF WOE!!
Erin Robbins: What's Logan doing?!
The Hardcore Champion grabs for a chair and a kendo stick.
Zach Davis: Logan has a chair and a kendo stick?!
Logan goes running towards a hanging Richards.
Logan runs towards Richards and throws the chair towards Richards' head aand then slams both feet into the head of Richards.
Erin Robbins: Alexander Richards is still hanging on, barely.
Logan goes to the opposite corner and bolts towards Richards....
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! FIRST THE CHAIR THEN THE KENDO STICK TO THE FACE OF ALEXANDER RICHARDS!!
Erin Robbins: Logan is going for the pin again!!
Stanley Moser slides into position...
Zach Davis: you can one thing about Alexander Richards he sure is tough!!
Logan picks up Richards...
Erin Robbins: A huge back fist to the gut of Logan.
Zach Davis: Richards is now slamming the head of Logan with multiple headbutts!!
Logan, with a confused look across his face staggers around.
Erin Robbins: The big man Alexander Richards bounces off the ropes and...
Zach Davis: A huge boot to the face!!
Erin Robbins: The challenger is going for the pin!!
Stanley Moser slides into position...
Crowd: TW-... NOOOOOOOOOO!!
The crowd cheers for the kickout.
Crowd: LET'S GO LOGAN!! LET'S GO LOGAN!! LET'S GO LOGAN!! LET'S GO LOGAN!!
Alexander grabs Logan...
Zach Davis: Short-arm clothesline!!
Alexander Richards looks around and sees the chair. Logan is picked up and is tossed into the ropes....
Erin Robbins: Alexander Richards tossed Logan into the ropes...
Logan bounces off the ropes.
Logan goes down hard as if the chair clotheslined his face. Richards picks up a stunned Hardcore Champion and...
Zach Davis: DAMN IT!! The challenger rakes the eyes of the champion!!
Alexander Richards grabs Logan and they both walk towards the ropes.
Erin Robbins: Richards is dragging Logan's eyes across the top ring rope.
Logan still has his face against the rope, when Alexander Richards yanks back on the rope. the force of the rope cause Logan to stumble back.
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD.... LOGAN IS GONNA BE HIT BY A MACK TRUCK!!
Logan is nailed with a massive lariet, that causes him to flip over backwards over the top ring rope.
Erin Robbins: The Hardcore Champion falls down hard on the ringside mats.
Zach Davis: Alexander Richards is standing on the ring apron
Erin Robbins: OH MY GOD.... NOOOOOOO!!
Richards runs on the ring apron and flies off....
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!
Zach Davis: The big man just flew off the ring apron and nailed Logan with a knee to the skull!!
Richards stands up and grabs Logan and they both begin to run.
Erin Robbins: Alexander Richards got threw Logan into the nearest ringside steps.
Logan fell hard, but was able to crawl towards the padded ringside barriers. Richards walks over to the dislodged ringside steps.
Alexander Richards: IT'S ALL OVER FOR YOUR HERO NOW!!
Richards looks down and grabs for the top part of the metal ring steps. he looks at a confused and drained Logan resting against the padded ringside barriers.
Zach Davis: NO!! NO!! OH MY GOD!! NOOOOOOO!!
Erin Robbins: NO! NO!!
Logan just moved out of the thrown top section of the metal ring steps.
Logan: STUPID ASS BOUDLE!!
Logan just happen to look to his left and sees a fan's crutch. Logan approaches the fan and points at the crutch.
Logan: May I?
The fan: YES!! OF COURSE!!
Logan grabs the crutch.
Alexander Richards: AHHHH-H-H-H-H-H!!
Alexander Richards screams at Logan as he charges at the champion.
Zach Davis: Logan nails his challenger into the large mid-section with the crutch.
Logan nails Richards right between the eyes. the hit causes Richards to spin around.
Alexander Richards drops to both of his knees. Logan walks away several feet away.
Erin Robbins: HERE COMES LOGAN CHARGING TOWARDS ALEXANDER RICHARDS!!
Logan leaps into the air....
Logan nails Richards across the skull and his head slightly pops like a small grape.
Zach Davis: Alexander Richards is now bleeding!!
Logan goes behind Richards with the kendo stick around the throat of Richards.
Erin Robbins: Alexander Richards just nailed Logan with a low blow.
Richards was standing in front of Logan. Richards lifted his leg backwards and nails Logan. Richards picks up the champion.
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! RICHARDS HAS LOGAN WAY ABOVE HIS HEAD IS A POSIBLE PRESS SLAM.
Richards is walking around with Logan raised high above the big man. the challenger acts if he was about to toss Logan into crowd.
Erin Robbins: The challenger just dropped the champion.
Zach Davis: Press slam into a gutbuster!!
Logan rolls around, while grabbing his gut. Richards grabs Logan and places the champion onto the ring barrier, that is parallel to the entrance ramp. Logan's head is hanging over the ringside mats, with his feet hanging near the fans. The cameras are panning around.
Erin Robbins: Did you notice a metal trash can full of goodies!!
Alexander Richards walks over to the trash can and empties the can. Richards grabs the trash can and runs towards a hanging Logan...
Nearby fans: OH FUCK!!
The contact from the thrusting trash can to Logan's skull causes the champion to fall over onto the ringside mats.
Zach Davis: WHAT THE HELL?!?!
The crowd reacts to Richards.
Erin Robbins: Alexander Richards just placed the metal trash can over the top half of the champion. Richards gets close to taunt Logan.
Alexander Richards: WHATCHA GONNA DO NOW CHAMP?!?!
Alexander Richards: AHHHHHHH!! YOU SON OF A BITCH!!
Richards grabs "himself". Before the challenger can drop in pain...
WHAM! WHAM!! WHAM!! WHAM!!
Crowd: LOGAN!! LOGAN!! LOGAN!! LOGAN!!
Zach Davis: Logan nails his challenger with multiple headbutts with that trash cans!!
Alexander Richards stumbles around, as Logan quickly gets up on the ring apron with the trash can in hand.
Erin Robbins: THERE GOES LOGAN!!
Richards' head explodes with blood splatter. Logan looks down and sees the scattered stuff that came from the trash can. Logan smiles.
Zach Davis: Logan looks devious with that smirk across his face.
Erin Robbins: A big boot from the challenger.
Zach Davis: HOT SHOT ONTO THE RING APRON!!
The impact from Logan slamming his face/head causes him to spin around.
Erin Robbins: Alexander Richards grabs Logan with both hands around the throat...
Logan gets thrown several feet across the ringside area.
Zach Davis: Logan lands hard on the ringside mats!!
Richards approach Logan.
Erin Robbins: Logan just executed a drop toe hold.
The top toe hold causes Richards to trip forward and his skull collides with the ring side barrier. Rochards turns around and stumbles. Logan was already on the ring apron.
Zach Davis: LOGAN FLIES!!
Erin Robbins: SPINNING HEEL KICK!!
Zach Davis: That kick didn't knock down the challenger!!
Logan looks under the ring and sees a chair wrapped in barbed wire. The champion quickly gets back onto the ring apron.
Erin Robbins: LOGAN FLIES AGAIN!!
Zach Davis: This time with chair in hand. Alexander Richards doesn't see him!!
Logan: AHHHHHH!! I GOT YOU NOW BOUDLE!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!
Zach Davis: My God!! Alexander Richards just nailed his huge fist into the chair, knocking down Logan in the process.
Richards proceeds to stomp down onto a nearly broken Hardcore Champion. The challenger grabs and picks up Logan and throws him towards the ringside barrier. As Richards walks towards Logan, he looks down.
Erin Robbins: Alexander Richards just sees the camera wire!!
Richards grabs the camera wire and proceeds to choke out Logan.
Crowd: RICHARDS SUCKS!! RICHARDS SUCKS!! RICHARDS SUCKS!! RICHARDS SUCKS!!
Crowd: LOGAN!! LOGAN!! LOGAN!! LOGAN!!
Logan continues to struggle, until...
Logan nails Richards with back elbows, which causes Richards to drop the camera wire. Logan bolts towards Richards...
Zach Davis: T-BONE SUPLEX!!
Logan made contact with the padded ringside area and nails the bottom half of the ringside barrier. Logan is being forced against the barrier with Richards' massive right boot.
Crowd: LET HIM GO!!
Alexander Richards: NO!!
Crowd: LET HIM GO!!
Alexander Richards: NO!!
Crowd: LET HIM GO!!
Alexander Richards: NO!!
Richards looks around and he sees the rolled up barbed wire. he takes it and rakes it across the forehead of Logan.
Logan: AHHHHHHHHHH!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Erin Robbins: Both men are now bleeding!!
Richards picks up Logan...
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD, WHERE DID THE CHAMPION GAIN THE STRENGTH!!
Logan nails the challenger with a belly to belly suplex. The champion climbs up to the top of the ledge of the ring side barrier...
Erin Robbins: Logan flies!!
Alexander Richards: AHHHHHHHHHHHH!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Zach Davis: Logan just nailed Alexander Richards with a legdrop with the barbed wired chair!!
Logan goes to make a cover on Richards.
Richards pokes Logan in both eyes!!
Erin Robbins: Crippler cross face!!
Alexander Richards positions Logan inches away from the dislodged ring steps. Still within the cross face, Richards shifts his weight and causes Logan to nail his head against the steel ring steps.
Crowd: LOGAN!! LOGAN!! LOGAN!! LOGAN!!
Alexander Richards: SHUT UP!! YOU PEOPLE SUCK!!
Crowd: YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!!
Richards still has Logan in the cross face, but has a free hand to grab the loop of barbed wire. Richards wraps the barbed wire around the head of Logan.
Alexander Richards: SCREAM LOGAN!! SCREAAAAAAAAM!!
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed US Airways Center. 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. "Breathe" by Prodigy begins to play. The bass like synth begin to blare out. 14 seconds later the drums come through...
BREATHE WITH ME!!
The crowd reacts with complete cheers.
Erin Robbins: WHAT?!?
Oblivion flies through the crowd and watches Alexander Richards act with total disregard of the Hardcore Champion. The Monster jumps over the barrier and grabs Alexander Richards off of Logan.
Logan: Thank you, I've got this now
Richards charges at Oblivion, who grabs Richards by the legs and nails Richards with a ddt.
Zach Davis: BLACK HOLE!!
Logan grabs Richards and tosses him into the ring. As Richards slowly stands up, Logan creeps inside the ring. Logan catches Alexander Richards in a sleeper hold. Logan then jumps in the air and flips over Richards' shoulder while still applying the hold. The end result is Logan snapping Richards' neck violently forward while landing in a sitting position.
Erin Robbins: THE CONNECTOR!!
Zach Davis: Logan makes the pin.
Stanley Moser slides into position.
[DING! DING!! DING!!]
Kyle Steel: The winner, of the match and STILL WCF Hardcore Champion... LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGAN!!
Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the WCF United States Championship!
Never Gonna Stop hits the PA system as the arena begins to fill with smoke. Rob Zombie Vocals smash the speakers as the spot light is shown ZMAC whose stand out in the middle section of the area. He begins to walk down towards the ring then gets body surfed down to the crowd barrier. He hops the barrier and slides into the ring. The Honey Badger has arrived.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, weighing 260 pounds, he is 'The Honey Badger'... Zombie McMorris!
Erin Robbins: Here we go Zach, the moment I’ve been waiting for all night. ZMAC’s America will soon be a reality.
Zach Davis: Don’t count out ICE Beckman yet Erin, he’s been on quite the roll lately since taking the title from Dr. Remus. Having successfully retained against the likes of Mary Mac and even going as far as beating Logan in a Champion vs. Champion match.
The arena suddenly goes all quiet with the lights all on when over the PA system you hear a man ask, "Are you Drunk yet?" as the crowd responds with a cheer "Feels Good Inc." by The Gorillaz hits the speakers. The lights begin to flash blue and white as two cannon shot of fake snow shoot out from the entrance area. Out from the snow comes Natural ICE Beckman holding a beer in his hand. He chugs the last half of the beer, then crushes the can that is in his hand before tossing it into the crowd.
Kyle Steel: Now coming to the ring...he is the United States Champion, from Foam Lake, Wisconsin. Weighing in 250lbs. He is known as The True Cold Drunk ...Natural ICE Beckman!!
Zach Davis: And there he is, Nattie ICE Beckman, this is sure to be a good one folks.
Erin Robbins: It’ll be even better when ZMAC wins the gold, Zach.
ICE then smiles to the crowd going up and stealing beers from willing fans. He chugs the beers down the aisle until he reaches the ring. Once there he rolls into the ring, sitting up in the corner. He rests against the turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin and cleans his beard from the beer foam.
[DING! DING! DING!]
As the bell dings, Zombie McMorris charges straight at ICE Beckman, ICE charges out of the corner to meet ZMAC, once both meet each other in the middle of the ring, they start brawling with shots to the temple and jaw beating the holy hell out of each other.
Zach Davis: Look at this! They're focusing on beating the crap out of each other. I guess that’s what you expect from two brawlers huh.
Erin Robbins: You got that right, and look ZMAC is starting to get the upperhand.
Zach Davis: McMorris does have more of a reach than the Champion being he has a distinct height and weight advantage.
Zombie floors ICE Beckman with a huge headbutt followed by an uppercut that staggers the Champion.
Zach Davis: Zombie looking to take advantage by tossing ICE into the ropes. As ICE Beckman comes back, Zombie is waiting bending over setting up for a back body drop.
Erin Robbins: Oh no ICE counters with a kick to the face, sidesteps, and grabs ZMAC from behind the waist and drops him on his head with a nasty German suplex.
The United States Champion goes for the first cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: Zombie kicks out! It’s going to take hell of a lot more to keep the coke-fed “Duke of New York” down.
Natural ICE Beckman quickly stands up and waits for Zombie McMorris to get back to his feet...
Erin Robbins: Watch out ZMAC! ICE is up to something.
Natural ICE takes his time to scout and wait for the right moment, and that moment is now as he grabs Zombie and goes for a T-Bone Suplex...
Zach Davis: That heathen McMorris just raked the eyes of the Champion to break free.
Erin Robbins: It was smart Zach! You wouldn’t know being stupid and all…
Crowd: Boo! Boo!
Zombie McMorris: Honey Badger don't give a fuck!
Zombie eggs the crowd on before returning to ICE, who is bent over and holding his eyes and wiping them to try and regain some vision. ZMAC takes this opportunity to step back and bounces off the ropes, as ICE Beckman stands back up straight he is caught by McMorris who learps up into the air, before connecting with a diving clothesline taking Natural ICE down to the mat. ZMAC stays on the attack and follows through by jumping into the air and falls down on ICE driving his fist into Beckman’s face with an flying fist drop.
Zombie goes for the cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: Yes he kicks out. The United States Champion still has plenty gas left in the tank.
Erin Robbins: You mean beer…that damn drunk! Everyone knows coke is better…
Zach Davis: >.>
Zombie McMorris gets up and grabs Natural ICE Beckman by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Keeping Beckman by the hair McMorris pushes Beckman into a corner. The referee tries to intervene.
Zip Windinger: ONE.... TWO....
Zombie gets in a few Haymakers to keep Natural ICE in the corner. He then glares at the referee before running diagonally to the opposite corner.
ZMAC summons all his momentum and charges from his corner and charges at ICE in the other corner and bends down going for a Spear.
Zach Davis: Ooof Zombie goes shoulder-first into the steel post, ICE Beckman manages to move out of the way in the nick of time!
ICE Beckman catches a breather for a sec as McMorris holds his shoulder in pain. ICE then reachers between Zombie’s legs with one arm and reaches around his back from the same side with ICE’s other arm. Beckman then lifts McMorris and slams him to the mat with a Scoop Slam. ICE then leaps up onto the turnbuckle, stands straight up getting his balance, spreads his arms, and falls forward crashing on ZMAC with a Falling Headbutt.
Erin Robbins: That had to hurt! Both men are surely going to fill that in the morning.
ICE Beckman slowly makes the cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: Zombie kicks out again! He is being hard to take down, ZMAC is not giving up!
Beckman gets up and runs for the ropes, bouncing off…
Zach Davis: An elbow drop by Natural ICE!
Erin Robbins: Nope! That drunken fool didn’t notice that ZMAC rolled out of the way. ICE just elbow dropped the mat!
Zombie executes a quick front somersault off the top turnbuckle, before landing on Natural ICE back-first with a Senton Bomb.
Zach Davis: That was a nice Senton Bomb by Zombie. He got air and then some!
Zombie goes for the cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Erin Robbins: Natural ICE Beckman kicks out and Zombie can’t believe it! I can’t believe it!
Zach Davis: I can, our United States Champion is tough as nails. ICE will not stop getting up unless he’s knocked out cold.
Zombie gets up and starts arguing with the referee telling him it was three. Zip stands his ground and says it was only two. ICE Beckman uses this time to recover and tries to get back on his feet. Zombie sees this and quickly slaps on a sleeper hold on Beckman to wear him down more. ICE tries to reach behind but ZMAC keeps shifting around. Finally the referee begins the count as it looks like ICE has faded.
Zip Windinger raises an arm of ICE Beckman, it drops.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Crowd: ICE! ICE! ICE!
The crowd tries to will ICE Beckman on.
Zip Windinger raises ICE Beckmans arm again, it drops.
Zip Wingdinger: TWO...
Crowd: ICE! ICE! ICE!
The crowd gets louder.
Zip Windinger raises ICE Beckmans a final time, it looks like it’s gonna drop again.
Zach Davis: NOPE! ICE Beckman holds his arm up in the air. He’s feeding off the crowd getting his strength back!
The crowd cheers.
Natural ICE then starts elbowing the side of McMorris trying to break free of the sleeper hold.
Zombie McMorris: FUCK!
Erin Robbins: Another elbow to the gut of ZMAC…No!
Zach Davis: A third elbow to the gut. He’s almost out of it!
Beckman gets out of the sleeper hold by McMorris.
Erin Robbins: Beckman backs up... he grabs McMorris…
Zach Davis: T-BONE SUPLEX!!
Suddenly Buddy Roman, manager of Zombie McMorris, comes out onto the stage.
Zach Davis: What’s he doing out here!
Erin Robbins: To give his client some support, why else?!
The distraction allows McMorris to get up and he tries to go for his Axe Wound gutwrench powerbomb.
No! ICE stops it. He kicks ZMAC in the gut...
Zach Davis: HANGOVER DDT!
Natural ICE Beckman drops and pins Zombie McMorris.
Erin Robbins: Nooo!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Zach Davis: He did it! Natural ICE Beckman with another successful title defense!
Erin Robbins: NOOO! This is supposed to be ZMAC’s America!
Beckman's music hits as he struggles to his feet after a hard fought matchup. The referee hands him his United States Championship and he clutches it as the crowd cheers.
Zach Davis: Well for now, this is Nattie ICE’s America!
Yet again we cut to the backstage area where Hank Brown is waiting. Hank's now sporting a noticeable red hand print on the side of his face and his tie is missing.
Hank Brown: Ladies and gentlemen, once again I must apologize. I lost my bearings for a second back there in the presence of some rather beautiful women and...well, I knew I shouldn't offer them money for sexu-
Cameraman: Hank no! I cut the feed before all that.
Hank Brown: ...and you're just now telling me this?
Cameraman: I tried to tell you!
Hank Brown: ...I hate this job.
Hank throws the microphone to the ground and walks off.
Cameraman: Where are you going?
Hank Brown: Home! *bleep* this job.
Hank rounds a corner and the cameraman rushes to catch up with him. The cameraman arrives in time to see Hank passing a vending machine. Hank stops, walks backward and looks at the machine.
Hank Brown: What the-
Hank steps up to the machine and rubs his eyes as if he can't believe what he's seeing.
Hank Brown: Is that...spaghetti?
Suddenly the vending machine begins to hiss and rumble before the glass explodes and spaghetti, meatballs and sauce spew out from inside of it, covering Hank.
Hank Brown: AH! MY EYES!
Hank falls to the ground as the delicious food continues to spew out from the machine, splattering the wall, the floor and Hank.
Hank Brown: SOMEBODY HELP ME!
The scene cuts as the cameraman drops his camera and rushes to help Hank.
The opening riff to "The Stringless Violin" by Adagio blasts through the speakers of the arena as boos immediately erupt from the live crowd. The lights in the arena start to grow dimmer by a notch, as a sole spotlight appears on the top of the ramp. A geared-up Doctor Remus Micayle struts out from the back, his body illuminated from the slight darkness, followed slowly behind by the First Apostle, Mark Dillinger. Wasting little time, the pair makes their way to the ring, casually ignoring both the jeers from the fans and their attempts to agitate them. The spotlight follows, giving Remus a regal appearance in the modest darkness while Mark Dillinger stays in the shadows.
Kyle Steel: From Phoenix, Arizona and Raleigh, North Carolina… weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and forty-seven pounds… they are Doctor Remus Micayle and Mark Dillinger... Team SCIENCE!
The self-proclaimed Second Coming of Darwin rolls into the ring, and the spotlight grows to an intensity that's almost blinding in brightness. Through the glare, however, it can still be seen by the fans that Micayle raising both of his hands in the air. As he slowly lowers them down, the spotlight slowly dims in strength, almost as if he was the one controlling the light. He strides to the centre of the ring, glancing from time to time at those currently in the ring with him, almost as if he's afraid of being backstabbed. The raucous crowd continues booing as he pointedly ignores them, his mind only focused on the match ahead. Mark Dillinger waits for the lights to die down before he climbs into the ring without any further fanfare.
Zach Davis: These guys are all business tonight. Neither man is a stranger to gold. Dillinger is, of course, a former World Champion, amongst other accolades, and Micayle had a hell of a United States Title run.
The house lights go down, as red spotlights go over the crowd, as "Light Em Up" by Fallout begins to play over the loud speakers. The red spotlight comes to a stop at the entrance way, as the tron comes to life showing what appears to be shadows with red and purple eyes, only to turn into shots of Denise and Night Rider. The two of them in matches, and quiet times together. The sound of a horse neighing in the darkness can be heard, as a solid black horse appears with Denise and Night Rider on it's back. The horse rears as flames shoot down either side of the ramp way, and continues in waves as they ride down to the ring, in a light canter. They reach ring side, and Night Rider hops off, and helps Denise down to the floor. The two of them kiss and she hands the reigns to a stage hand waiting. Night Rider gets into the ring, and holds open the ropes for Denise. The two of them stand in the middle of the ring and Denise raises her hands, as lightening hits all four posts sending flames up. She removes the long black trench coat and tosses it in the corner as they wait for the bell.
Erin Robbins: And here we go!
With little regard for the rules, Micayle meets Night Rider as Dillinger meets D'Evil, and all four competitors begin to brawl. The ref yells for someone from each team to get out of the ring, but of course they ignore him. Micayle throws Night Rider to the ropes, and as Night Rider comes back, Micayle hits a Dropkick to the knee. Meanwhile, D'Evil has Dillinger reeling, and drops him with a Sidewalk Slam!
Zach Davis: D'Evil and Micayle are in control now.
Micayle goes to Clothesline D'Evil, but she ducks it. She hits the good Doctor with a Backhand Slap.
Erin Robbins: I'm sure women everywhere love seeing Micayle get a slap like that!
Denise then drops him with a Spear! She goes for a pin.
No!, Dillinger breaks it up. Dillinger lifts Denise and kicks her in the gut before hitting a Sitout Powerbomb into pin!
No!, Night Rider breaks it up now.
Zach Davis: Big pins early on, which rarely result in a win - but you've gotta take every chance you can get.
Night Rider lifts Dillinger and throws him to the ropes. As Dillinger comes back, Night Rider grapples him..
Erin Robbins: Huge Belly to Belly!
Night Rider sends Dillinger flying over the top rope to the outside! Both Denise and Micayle are up. Denise and Rider hit a Linked Clothesline on Micayle, sending him flying over as well, right next to Dillinger. The Tag Team Champions back up, measuring their opponents as they're getting to their feet...
Zach Davis: Suicide Dives in stereo!
Denise dives onto Micayle as Night Rider dives onto Dillinger! They connect, sending the challengers flying back into the guardrail. The nearby fans begin to chant WCF!
Erin Robbins: I'm not sure who has the advantage out here. These teams are both made up of super tough brawlers.
Zach Davis: I'd say the Champions have the advantage, Erin, just because you can't lose the belts when you're on the outside.
The Champs lift up the challengers and begin brawling. Night Rider throws Dillinger into the ring steps as Denise throws Micayle into the crowd!
Erin Robbins: Uh oh! Impending lawsuit alert!
Denise climbs over and lifts Micayle up, hitting him with a stiff shot to the head. Night Rider lifts Dillinger, but Dillinger begins to fight back, jabbing him in the stomach. He follows up with gouging Rider in the eyes before dropping him with a Double Arm DDT!
Zach Davis: OOF! DOUBLE ARM DDT ON THE OUTSIDE!
Dillinger lifts Rider to roll him into the ring, but Rider resists. He hits the former NvL with a Shoulder Block before hitting a desperation Bulldog!
Erin Robbins: All these moves made even the more painful as they're outside the ring. Speaking of, the ref's count is nearing ten.
Out in the crowd, Micayle and Denise have worked their way up towards a concession stand. Micayle slams Denise's head into it before Scoop Slamming her on top of it.
Zach Davis: Oh no, what now?
Erin Robbins: Micayle isn't the type for a big stunt dive, Zach, so I doubt we'll be seeing that. But I'm sure he's got something in mind.
Indeed, Micayle grabs a nearby steel chair. He lifts it high in the air and slams it down onto Denise's prone body!
Zach Davis: OOF. He's lucky the ref can't see all the way up there!
Erin Robbins: Eh, doesn't really matter at this point.
DING DING DING. The ref calls for the bell.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, this match has resulted in a double disqualification!
Zach Davis: This match barely got started before it became mayhem!
Micayle seemingly didn't hear, because he lifts his chair again and slams it towards Denise. This time Denise rolls away and Micayle simply hits the table. He takes a wild swing at her, but she ducks it and hits a Roundhouse Kick. Micayle flies backwards and on top of the table.
Erin Robbins: Oh no. Denise D'Evil may not be against risk taking!
Denise climbs several stairs up to a ledge.... AND JUMPS OFF, CONNECTING WITH A GUILLOTINE LEG DROP!
Zach Davis: THE QUICKENING! QUICKENING THROUGH A TABLE!
She lays on the ground, panting, hurt. Back at ringside, Night Rider has grabbed the Tag Team Titles. He races through the crowd to meet her.
Erin Robbins: Welp, Shadow Demons remain the Tag Team Champions tonight.
Seth walks out from the back, however, mic in hand.
Seth Lerch: ...What kind of match was that!?
The fans give a mixed reaction; they wanted a finish too.
Seth Lerch: Unfortunately, we don't have time, but if we did I'd do a rematch right here... right now! Both Team Science and The Demon Shadows will be involved in the Trios Cup Tournament, but I'm declaring right here, right now... on the next show where both teams are available, we'll be getting another Tag Team Title match... NO DISQUALIFICATIONS! And.. IN A CAGE!
The crowd cheers as Seth leaves. Dillinger watches the Demon Shadows escape for a moment before charging through the crowd to check on Micayle.
"Ozark Empire" by Listener BOOMS over the PA system as John Gable walks past the curtain. He stops on the stage and raises his fists in the air with a battle cry that is slightly muffled by the mouth guard.
Kyle Steel: Coming to the ring at five feet and eleven inches and weighing in at two-hundred and twenty one pounds; hailing from Cleveland, Ohio...JOHN GABLE!!!
He slowly walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face as he sees the booing fans. He walks up the ring steps and takes one last look at the crowd before entering the ring and shadow boxing with the turnbuckle.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, weighing in at 128lbs....from San Diego, California..Marina Valdivia!!!
"Maneater" hits the PA System. As soon as the music hits, the fans cheer as Marina Valdivia walks out. She walks to the ring, acknowledging the reaction she is getting from the fans. She gets in the ring as the crowd continues to cheer her. She removes her jacket that she wears along the way to the ring and lays it in the corner, then stands there and stretches out as she waits.
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed US Airways Center. 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. "Breathe" by Prodigy begins to play. The bass like synth begin to blare out. 14 seconds later the drums come through...
BREATHE WITH ME!!
Kyle Steel: And their opponent...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 lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...
Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp. Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psychosomatic addict insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psycho-somatic addict insane
The cameraman gets real close, as Oblivion sneers at the camera. The Monster thrusts out IT's massive right arm, pushing the cameraman several feet away. The Monster slowly comes down to the ring. Strobe lights continue to flash. Then the US Airways Center slightly shakes, as the sound of thunder rumbles and mock lightning flashes. The majority, of the crowd, jump.
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale, you're the victim!!
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale... EXHA-A-A-LE!!
The music continues to thump out of the arena's speakers, as the addictive rhythm has the entire crowd in a trance and continues to dance along with the music. Lightning strikes the four 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. The lights flicker then... POP!! The strobe lights go out!!
The house lights come on, then standing in the center of the ring, is Oblivion. Half the crowd is cheering, while the other half of the crowd is booing. The music fades out. A screeching sound echoes throughout the arena, as four lightning bolts strike each corner.
Kyle Steele: And their opponent, weighing in at a com...bined?
Kyle pauses, lifting the cue card close to his face, double checking to see that what he is reading is right, he looks over to the commentary table, his face a mask of confusion
Zach Davis: This is unusual Erin, Kyle is usually a pillar of reliability when it comes to match introductions, something appears to be wrong here.
Kyle shrugs, going over the cue card once more, with a unusual tone of uncertainty for Kyle Steele, he continues with the introduction.
Kyle Steel: ...Weighing in at a combine weight of 350 pounds...
Kyle's introduction is cut off as the lights in the Air Canada centre go out, strobes begin flashing as "The haunted moon" by Inn Ruins starts echoing throughout the arena, followed by a slight chill sweeping over the fans, creating an ominous mood.
Erin Robbins: Okay, what the hell, WHERE ARE THE LIGHTS?? NOT COOL! NOT COOL AT ALL!!
Coming down the ramp way, as if floating between the shadows and the light, an eerie creature, thin and ghostly white in appearance, wearing a worn and tattered old robe, strangly long hair covering most of it's almost skeletal face, slowly makes it's way to the ring, almost dancing in a broken, unrythmic fashion, to the haunting melody of the song. Though actually making it's way to the ring slowly, it's pace seems so quick that it is hard to keep up with it's movement, with the strobes playing tricks on the naked eye, causing it to appear as if the creature is making small teleportation style jumps to the ring.
Zach Davis: *spotting the creature making it's way to the ring* Oh god, ERIN, LOOK!!
Zach Taps Erin on the shoulder, pointing her eyes to the rampway
Erin Robbins: HOLY SHIT!! It's....SYNN???
Zach Davis: Synn was believed to be nothing more than a self conjured alter ego of Terry Roberts.
Erin Robbins: I guess that Synn is real, what the hell is going on?
Zach cannot give a reply as just then, the creature stops in front of the ring, moving it's strangly hair aside, a sickly green ball of mist sent from it's lips, floats over the ring, then the lights go out.
Erin Robbins: EVEN LESS COOL!!
The house lights turn back on, the crowd goes crazy,
Zach Davis: WHAT? Terry Roberts is now standing where the creature once was!!
All 6 feet 5 inch, 250 pounds of Terry Roberts now stands in the exact same spot were the haunting creature once stood, wearing the exact same worn and tattered robe of the creature, lending to the illusion of the ghostly transformation, slowly taking them off, entering the ring as the music slowly fades out.
Zach Davis: And this should be a pressure cooker folks...and it starts now!
DING DING DING
Roberts and Gable charge at each other, both men throwing punches with great effect. Roberts knocks his opponent to the mat with a shining wizard and climbs on, kneeling and punching Gable about the face and neck.
Zach Davis: Terry Roberts with an early advantage on John Gable.
Erin Robbins: And Oblivion is stalking Maria Valdivia.
Oblivion circles his opponent, before charging in with a clothesline. Valdivia ducks under the blow and causes Oblivion to bounce off the ropes, meeting him on the return with a dropkick that staggers the big man, knocking him back against the ropes. She moves in to take advantage, only to catch a boot to the chest that knocks her back onto the mat.
Zach Davis: Valdivia on her back and the Monster Oblivion pressing now. Roberts has Gable in the corner! What's he going for?
Roberts has driven Gable into the corner, and is working his midsection with precision strikes, looking to soften him up. Roberts steps back and charges in, looking to strike with a thrust kick.
Zach Davis: Roberts with a kick, but Gable slides out under it!!! Great counter by John Gable!!!
Gable spins his opponent and hits a snap DDT, driving him to the mat head first. He turns in time to catch a clothesline from Oblivion. The Monster looks down at Gable and reaches to pick him up, but...
Zach Davis: Valdivia on the top rope!!! And she's leaping at Oblivion!
Marina lands on the Monsters shoulders, but he doesn't budge. She begins raining punches on his head, staggering him.
Erin Robbins: She's always jumping on men!
Zach Davis: Remind you of anyone Erin?
Erin Robbins: ...
Boom! Chop block from Roberts takes both wrestlers down, Marina riding Oblivion all the way, before rolling off and gaining her feet. She turns to face her opponent..
Zach Davis: Shining Wizard from Roberts!!!
Erin Robbins: On her back again! She's worse than...
Zach Davis: You Erin?
Erin Robbins: Shut Up!
Before Roberts can take advantage, Gable grabs him from behind and hits a belly-to-back suplex. He rolls to his feet, and looks at Oblivion, who is getting to his feet, still shaken from the hard landing. Gable bounces off the ropes and charges his opponent, who catches him in a belly-to-belly suplex, tossing him over the top rope, with Gable landing hard on the outsdie.
Oblivion looks at Gable, then turns back in time to see Valdivia swinging a high kick at him. He traps the leg, and grabs her throat, throwing her down with a chokeslam
Zach Davis: Chokeslam from Oblivion..And he goes for the pin!
Roberts breaks up the pin, knocking Oblivion off of his opponent and hitting him with elbow strikes.
Zach Davis: Chaos in the ring! Valdivia is barely moving and Gable is still outside!
Erin Robbins: The Monster will win! He has to!
Oblivion takes a swing at Roberts, who ducks under and spins him around...
Zach Davis: He has his back! Iron Maiden! He's got it locked in!!!
Erin Robbins: Fight it Obi!
Roberts has it cinched in, dropping back to the mat and locking in the leg scissors. Referee checks for submission on the Monster.
Lifts the arm...it drops
Lifts the arm...it drops
Lifts the arm....it dr...
Zach Davis: Dropping for a third...no Gable grabs IT's wrist!! technically it counts! Roberts is furious!!
Erin Robbins: I told you he wasn't going to lose!!
Gable rolls into the ring as Roberts releases the hold, leaving Oblivion leaning in the corner, trying to catch his breath.
Zach Davis: Roberts with a gut kick! He's grabbing Gable...going for a DDT...but no Gable blocks it!!
Gable hooks a leg, stopping the DDT, flipping him over in a northern lights suplex instead, bridging for the pin
Zach Davis: Great counter by Gable....he goes for the pin!!!
Zach Davis: No! Marina with a diving save!!!
Erin Robbins: She always ruins everything!
Marina grabs Gable, and whips him into the corner, following with an Enziguri kick knocking him tot he mat. She scales the ropes...
Zach Davis: She's going for the California Splash! But no!!
Oblivion is on his feet and starts shaking the ropes, trying to knock her loose. She grabs the top rope, trying to steady her footing. Gable and Roberts are both getting back to their feet, and they both charge the Monster.
Zach Davis: Both men charging Oblivion...but no!!! Double backdrop!! Oblivion has knocked both men out of the ring!
Erin Robbins: I Told you! Oblivion would win! What!!! Whats he doing here!!!
Oblivion advances on a trapped Marina, who readies herself for a leaping attack when...
The crowd erupts in a mix of boos and cheers as Cormack MacNeill charges from the back. Oblivion turns from Marina and meets MacNeill on the apron.
Zach Davis: Cormack has something in his had! It's brass knuckles! And he just cracked the Monster with them! Oblivion is down!!!
Cormack connects a solid right to the jaw, and Oblivion falls back. Marina looks over confused as MacNeill points to the fallen wrestler in the ring. She flies off the top...
Zach Davis: 450 splash on the Monster!!! She goes for the pin!!!
NO! OBLIVION KICKS OUT!
Erin Robbins: I don't believe it!
Seizing upon the confusion of the whole situation, Gable lifts Valdivia up, kicks her in the gut..
Zach Davis: CITY LIGHTS BRAINBUSTER! GABLE HITS IT!
Gable quickly throws his body on top of Valdivia's, hooking the leg.
Erin Robbins: Gable is the Television Champion once more!
The bell sounds as the fans begin to boo. Gable is handed the Title, which he looks at with mixed emotions.
Zach Davis: Bizarre situation for Gable here. He wanted to win, but he didn't neccessarily want to be Champion.
Erin Robbins: Let's just hope Cheetah Fighter doesn't decide to come out of retirement, Zach. Bawk bawk!
Gable rolls out of the ring before the other competitors can realize what happened. Cormack leaves through the crowd.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the final match in the Trilogy Cup Tournament!
We cut to a quick video package of the last two WCF Trilogy Cup Tournaments and it's winners, Skyler Striker in 2013 and Oblivion in 2010. We then cut back to a sweeping shot of the pumped up crowd as "Prophecy" by Judas Priest blasts out of the PA system and the WCF Director of Operations, Mr Joey Nitro walks out onto the stage dressed in a referee's shirt, black track pants and sneakers. He begins to make his way down the ramp to a chorus of booing from the WCF Galaxy.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the Special Guest Referee for this match, the WCF Director of Operations, Mr. Joey Nitro!
Nitro reaches the ring and walks up the steps before entering the ring. The chorus of boos from the crowd continue as Nitro's music fades out.
Zach Davis: And there's our self-appointed special referee for this match, Mr. Joey Nitro. Our Director Of Operations has said that he's got a tremendous amount of respect for both Chelsea and Seifer after knowing them for so long and that he's going to be calling this one right down the middle.
Erin Robbins: And for once I think I actually believe him.
Zach Davis: Well let's just wait and see if what he said holds true.
The lights in the arena dim as a thick fog takes over the entrance ramp causing those in the front row into seemingly disappear as Queen of Hell by A Sound of Thunder plays through the speakers. Bright emerald green lights shine through the fog as the music picks up and a figure walks out onto the stage in a glittering black cloak.
Kyle Steel: Hailing from St. Louis Missouri and now residing in Toronto, Ontario, Canada she is the Mistress of Darkness…Chelsea Armstrong!
Zach Davis: Chelsea looking as confident as ever but how focused is she really? Is her mind focused solely on winning this match and earning a shot at the World Title? Or is the fact that she's going to have to defeat her husband to get that shot troubling her worse than she's letting on?
Erin Robbins: I don't think anyone could completely put something like that out of their mind. At least I know I sure couldn't do it.
Making her way down the ramp she allows the hood to fall back showing two bright green eyes staring straight ahead as her crimson lips show bright against the black mascara lines running down her cheeks. Sliding under the bottom rope the fog begins to fade out as she takes off the cloak tossing it ringside and stares up the ramp awaiting her opponent.
Kyle Steel: And her opponent...
The lights go off as the screen goes to static and the sound of a piano soars around the arena and a voice starts to speak as black smoke starts to pour onto the stage.
Jesus is my co-pilot
Or that's just what they
But it's not the savior
Who guides me every day
The soul that's deep inside of me
Once so clean and pure
Now a festering sore
A pain I can't endure....
Suddenly from the smoke a hand reaches up with a black light lamp placing it on the stage as Seifer climbs out of the stage his face paint and parts of his clothing glowing under the black light as he kneels on the stage.
Kyle Steel: Introducing from Toronto Ontario Canada, representing S-Pac... The Angel of Judgement Seifer Black-Armstrong.
Zach Davis: And here is Chelsea's husband, Seifer Black Armstrong.
Erin Robbins: He's looking equally confident and we know we've heard him talking about how badly he wants to win this tournament and put his name in the history books.
Zach Davis: It's a dream of many to be able to say they've won the Trilogy Cup. The prestige that comes with it, the main event World Title match you earn, it's definitely the springboard to greatness that so many yearn for.
Erin Robbins: Agreed. But we'd be remiss if we didn't bring up the fact that the last two winners of this tournament, Skyler Striker and Oblivion, both failed to win the World Title Match that they earned. Striker was turned away by Sarah Twilight, Oblivion by Greenfever.
Zach Davis: Well whoever wins this match tonight is going to have to hope that history doesn't repeat itself.
Grabbing the light with his mouth he crawls through the smoke for a moment before standing up and taking the lamp in his hand before slowly walking down the ramp. Reaching the bottom of the ramp he turns off the lamp and the ring is bathed in black light he leaps up onto the ring apron the light illuminating him again as he walks over to the turnbuckles climbing up placing one foot on the top turnbuckle keeping one on the second and making the sign of the cross with his arms and tipping his head back before spitting luminous liquid in the air. Leaping off the top turnbuckle into the ring as he hits the ground fire erupts from the turnbuckles and ground creating fire crosses on each side of the ring. As the fire fades the lights go back to normal and Seifer walks into the corner of the ring and sits there waiting for the match to start.
Zach Davis: All right folks, the time for talk is done. Seifer versus Chelsea. Armstrong versus Armstrong. Husband versus Wife. It's time to crown a winner of the 2014 Trilogy Cup!
Nitro asks both Chelsea and Seifer to come out of their corners for some last minute instructions. Things seem a bit tense between the Armstrongs until Seifer puts his hand out for Chelsea to shake. Chelsea seems a bit hesitant but finally puts her hand out and they shake. Nitro nods his head and then sends them both to their corners before he signals for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Both Chelsea and Seifer come out of their corners and circle each other up. Seifer looks a bit hesitant to start things off against his wife so Chelsea takes the lead and tries for a tie-up. Seifer obliges and quickly takes control with a hammerlock.
Zach Davis: This is not a smart way for Chelsea to be wrestling this match. Granted she has some great technical ability but Seifer has about a foot and a hundred pounds on her.
Erin Robbins: And let's not forget that he knows all of her tricks. All the time these two spend together you have to believe Seifer knows what Chelsea can do.
Seifer with a torque of the arm as Chelsea tries to find a way out of it. Seifer isn't about to let that happen though as he releases the hammerlock, only to wrap her up from behind and try for a German suplex. Chelsea with the block using her leg though. Seifer again tries for a German but again it's Chelsea with the block before rolling him forward into a pin attempt with a victory roll out of nowhere. Nitro drops for the count.
Zach Davis: No!
Seifer kicks out at one and looks a bit surprised at being caught off guard as he gets to his feet. Chelsea beats him up and slaps on a headlock while Seifer is still on one knee. Chelsea tightens up her grip but Seifer is able to get fully upright, lifting Chelsea up into the air as he holds her legs. Seifer quickly drops back, slamming her to the mat with a back suplex. Chelsea rolls to her side holding her back as Seifer has a moment of concern before pulling her onto her back and trying for a pin.
Erin Robbins: No!
Chelsea with the kickout at one as Seifer rolls off of her and gets up to her feet. Chelsea starts to get up when Seifer grabs her by the hair and pulls her up. Nitro quick to give him a warning about pulling her hair and Seifer complies before taking Chelsea by the arm and whipping her toward the ropes. Chelsea hits them and comes back to a waiting Seifer who tries to catch her with a belly to belly. He gets her up when Chelsea from out nowhere counters it with a DDT. Seifer's head hits the mat and he rolls onto his back as Chelsea quickly covers him for the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: No!
Again Seifer with kickout at one. He tries to push himself back up to his feet when Chelsea catches him with a forearm to the face that knocks him back to the mat. Chelsea quick to grab hold of Seifer's head as she reaches for his arm.
Erin Robbins: The Last Goodnight! She's trying for that Sleeper STF of hers!
Seifer putting up a fight as Chelsea grabs hold of his arm and tries to pull it back. Finally he's able to catch her with a stiff punch to the side of the head with his free hand and get free. He quickly scampers back to his feet in enough time to duck a clothesline attempt. Chelsea gets spun around and Seifer tries for a spinning backhand.
Zach Davis: Backfist from the Future!
Chelsea had it scouted though and she ducks it as Seifer is now the one getting spun around. Chelsea with a dropkick to the back that sends Seifer stumbling into the ropes. Seifer grabs hold of the top rope to keep himself upright and Chelsea charges right at him. Seifer sees her coming and ducks down before lifting her up and over the ropes. Chelsea though lands on the apron and grabs hold of Seifer's head, trying to pull him over the top rope.
Erin Robbins: Can she get the big man over the top rope?
Trying with all she's got Chelsea is unable to pull Seifer over the top rope. Seifer responds with a shot to the face before he dumps her onto the apron with a stiff elbow. Chelsea ends up rolling off onto the ground as Nitro looks down at her and begins a ten count. Seifer starts to climb out of the ring when Nitro steps in front of him and tells him to stay in the ring. Outside Chelsea is pulling herself to her feet and is upright by the count of three. Seifer sees this and hits the ropes behind him before running across the ring. Chelsea just has time to look up as Seifer launches himself over the top rope with a Tope Con Giro.
Zach Davis: Holy crap! I'll never get used to seeing a guy Seifer's size with that kind of athleticism.
The fans in the front rows are up on their feet as both Seifer and Chelsea are laid out on the ground. Nitro looks down at both of them with concern and then quickly exits the ring to check on them. Seifer is already sitting up but Chelsea is still down and again holding her back. Nitro slides back into the ring and gets to his feet before staring up another ten count.
Erin Robbins: Are they both going to be able to answer the ten count?
Seifer is up and seems to hesitate for a second out of concern for Chelsea as she's still down. But hearing Nitro yell out five snaps him out of it and he climbs up onto the apron before entering the ring. By seven Chelsea is finally sitting up and looking up at Nitro.
Joey Nitro: EIGHT!
Chelsea pushing herself up to her feet as she holds onto her back with her free hand, grimacing in pain.
Joey Nitro: NINE!
She's up and trying to roll herself in under the bottom rope.
Joey Nitro: TE-
Zach Davis: SHE'S IN!
At nine and nine-tenths, with a last burst of energy, Chelsea manages to roll herself in under the bottom rope and break the count. Nitro checks on her but Chelsea ends up waving him off as she tries to sit up. Seifer moves in past Nitro and grabs Chelsea by the arm, trying to pull her up. Chelsea grabs hold of the ropes and Nitro tells Seifer to let go before starting a five count. Nitro gets to four when Seifer finally relents, only to have Chelsea take him out at the legs. Seifer drops forward and bounces throat first off the top rope before falling to the ground. Seifer holding his throat as Chelsea again moves to lock in The Last Goodnight.
Erin Robbins: Can she lock it in this time?
Chelsea gets the arm pulled back and she's got it locked in. Nitro immediately drops to a knee to check on Seifer, who is refusing to tap out.
Joey Nitro: You want to give up Seifer?
Seifer Black Armstrong: NO!
Hearing that seems to piss off Chelsea as she increases the pressure on Seifer, forcing him to yell out in pain. Seifer looking like he might tap when he sees the ropes just barely outside of his reach. He begins trying to use his free arm and legs to drag himself and Chelsea toward them.
Zach Davis: Can he get to the ropes?
Chelsea continues to add pressure on Seifer as he quits trying to drag them both and just falls over, his arm extended. His fingertips just end up laying across the top of the bottom rope but it's enough for Nitro to call for Chelsea to break the hold. Chelsea refuses and Nitro has to start up a five count.
Joey Nitro: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI-
Finally Chelsea breaks the hold just before Nitro reaches five.
Erin Robbins: Did you see the look in Chelsea's eyes as Nitro was doing that five count?
Zach Davis: I did. She looked like a woman possessed.
Nitro has to keep Chelsea back from Seifer as he's trying to pull himself up using the ropes. Chelsea finally gets around Nitro when he turns to check on Seifer and she jumps up onto his back, trying her damndest to lock in a sleeper hold. Seifer is left stumbling as he tries to flip Chelsea off of his back. Chelsea now digging her nails into Seifer's face as he reaches the ropes, forcing Nitro to again start a five count.
Erin Robbins: She's trying to claw his eyes out!
But Seifer isn't about to wait to see if Chelsea is going to get off as he stumbles backward into the corner. Chelsea gets rammed into the turnbuckles but continues to hold on. Seifer now taking a step forward before ramming her into the turnbuckles a second time. It takes a third time for Chelsea to finally be forced to drop off of Seifer's back as she's left in the corner using the ropes to keep her up. Seifer rubs at his cheek as a few drops of blood roll down to his chin. Seeing Chelsea in the corner Seifer takes a step back and then charges at her before hitting her with a running high knee to the face. Chelsea falls forward onto the mat and Seifer rolls her over for a pin attempt.
Zach Davis: NO!
Chelsea with the shoulder up at two as Seifer rolls off of her. Seifer the first up to his feet and he takes a second to catch his breath as Chelsea slowly pushes herself upright. Chelsea is finally up and she turns...RIGHT INTO A SPINNING BACKFIST!
Erin Robbins: Backfist to the Future!
Down goes Chelsea as Seifer drops down on top of her for another pin attempt.
Zach Davis: NO!
Chelsea with the shoulder up at two and a half as Seifer looks a bit angered by his ability to not put his wife down for three. He looks to Nitro who flashes him two fingers and then gets up to his feet.
Erin Robbins: What is it going to take for Seifer to put away Chelsea?
Zach Davis: I don't know. She wants this too badly to give up easy. Seifer is going to have to hit her with his best shot.
Seifer seems to be thinking the same thing as he reaches down and grabs Chelsea by the head, pulling her up to her feet. Seifer now pulling her up onto her shoulders as he's calling for The Fade To Black.
Erin Robbins: Oh my god! Is he really going to do this?
Zach Davis: Well it is his best shot.
Seifer seems to hesitate for just a second and that's all Chelsea needs to realize where she is and wrap her ankles around the top rope. Seifer tries his damndest to take her down but Chelsea's ankles remain glued to the top rope. Nitro stepping in with a five count but Seifer is having none of it as he pushes Chelsea up off his shoulders and then simply lets her drop. With her feet still tied up in the top rope, Chelsea is helpless to stop herself and the back of her head bounces off the mat.
Erin Robbins: OH! She might be out after that one!
Nitro moves in to check on Chelsea as she grabs the back of her head and rolls onto her stomach. Seifer seems to have lost his concern for Chelsea for the moment as he just wants to win this match. He heads for the corner and climbs up onto the second rope as Nitro stays with Chelsea. Seifer yells out for him to move and then jumps off looking for a diving double foot stomp. At the last second Chelsea rolls onto her side and Seifer misses. Seifer lands on the mat and appears to tweak his ankle as he falls to the side. Nitro now looking back and forth at both Armstrongs as Chelsea is still down holding her head and Seifer is holding his ankle. With no other choice he starts up a ten count.
Zach Davis: Who is going to be the first to get up?
Joey Nitro: ONE!
Seifer is up on one knee and still rubbing his ankle as Chelsea has rolled over to the ropes and is holding on to the bottom one.
Seifer upright but he's favoring the bad ankle. Chelsea is on her knees and trying to pull herself up with the top rope. Seifer letting her get up, not wanting to rush things on a bad wheel.
Erin Robbins: NO! SHE GOT UP!
Nitro waves it off as Chelsea barely beats the ten count Seifer is incensed and screaming that she didn't beat the count but Nitro is adament that she did. Seifer looks like he's about to lose it when Chelsea spins him around and hits a low dropkick aimed right at his bad ankle. Seifer drops to the mat clutching his foot as Chelsea seems to still be shaken up after hitting her head. Chelsea pushes herself back up as Seifer is still down holding his ankle. Nitro tries to check on him but Chelsea yells for him to move. Seifer sits up and Chelsea connects with a Shining Wizard. Chelsea with the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: NO! Seifer got the shoulder up!
Indeed Seifer was able to get his shoulder up before three. Chelsea again hooks the leg.
Zach Davis: NO! Again he gets the shoulder up!
Chelsea rolls off of him but then locks in the triangle choke hold.
Erin Robbins: DEATH'S GRIP!
Zach Davis: Will Seifer tap?
No! He yells out in pain but he's able to grab a rope!
Erin Robbins: Seifer, hanging on for dear life!
Chelsea is ready to put Seifer away for good. She lifts him up and goes to throw him to the ropes, but Seifer reverses the irish whip, pulling her into him-
Zach Davis: BURNING HAMMER!
Erin Robbins: SEIFER HITS IT!
Seifer drops and pins his wife, hooking her leg.
Zach Davis: SEIFER WINS IT!
The bell sounds as Seifer rolls away, breathing heavily.
Erin Robbins: Seifer Black Armstrong has won the Trilogy Cup Tournament! I don't believe it!
Zach Davis: And he'll go on to face Steve Orbit or Waylon Cash next month in Mexico. Wow.
Erin Robbins: So no matter what happens tonight, S-PAC is getting another shot at the Title next month. Hot damn.
Seifer slowly works his way to his feet after such a grueling matchup. The ref raises his arm. He helps Chelsea to her feet... and the two quickly embrace. Chelsea raises Seifer's arm up as well.
Zach Davis: Looks like Seraphim are still on the same page!, just like Seifer said they would be.
Erin Robbins: For now, Zach. For now.
We cut to the backstage area where...no one is waiting? The camera is rolling but there is no sign of Hank Brown anywhere as the cameraman walks the halls. Finally we reach the back of the arena where we see Hank trying to sneak out the door to the parking lot.
Cameraman: Hank! HEY HANK! WAIT UP!
Hank Brown: *bleep* YOU! I'M GETTING THE *bleep* OUT OF HERE!
Hank runs to the door and throws it open as he runs out into the dark parking lot. The cameraman rushes to catch up with him and enters the parking lot. Hank is nervously fumbling through his keys by his car as he looks around, expecting the worst. He lets out a sigh as he finally finds the right key and sticks it in the lock.
Hank Brown: Oh thank god.
Hank turns the key and pulls the door open. He starts to get in when from out of nowhere he's tackled into the open door, bending it the wrong way.
Attacker: RAmen, mother fucker.
Hank's attacker stands up and flips back the white hood of his robe, revealing to the cameraman that it's Jayson Price.
Jayson Price: Sup?
Cameraman: Not much.
Price reaches into his robes and pulls out bible. He flips it open and pulls out a flask before tossing the bible to the side. He takes a long swig and then offers it to the cameraman.
Cameraman: No thanks, kind of on the job.
Price shrugs his shoulders and then looks down at Hank.
Jayson Price: Hey Hank! How you been?
Hank Brown: *bleep* you.
Jayson Price: I'll drink to that!
Price takes another swig from his flash and then pours a little out onto Hank. The scene fades out to black as the camera zooms in on pour Hank crying and trying to wipe the sticky liquor from his face.
Zach Davis: Up next is a match that’s been two years in the making, Erin. Stuart Slane versus Jonny Fly!
Erin Robbins: These two have been at each other’s throats longer than I’ve been in this company, and finally they’ll settle their differences inside the ring.
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.
Zach Davis: …and there he is. Jonny Fly, who looks as focused as we’ve seen him in a long time.
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 the ring 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 moments to exchange a glance around the stadium before finally sliding into the ring.
Erin Robbins: I wouldn’t want to be facing this guy tonight, but I know this, Stuart Slane is seeking revenge. A man with revenge on his mind is always dangerous.
Elmer Bernstein’s “Great Escape Theme” plays as Slane marches from gorilla. He makes his way down the ramp to the ring, which he continues to power walk around before stomping up the steps. He wipes his feet on the ring apron and then enters the ring between the ropes. After moving to his corner, Slane loosens up by engaging in some old time calisthenics (Indian twists, deep knee bends, etc).
Zach Davis: Ever the pragmatist, Stuart Slane getting in a good stretch here before the match.
Erin Robbins: Smart man. The flexibility gained from those stretches could be important as he faces a smaller, but quicker Jonny Fly.
Slane finishes his stretches and walks to the center of the ring where he’s joined by Fly. The two stare at one another nose to nose for nearly 30 seconds, before…
Zach Davis: Fly with a right hand!
Slane stumbles backwards, but not very far. He returns fire with a right hand of his own, catching Fly on the side of the face. Slane whips Fly into the ropes and drops him with a running clothesline. Fly hits the mat with a thud. Slane wastes no time and gathers Fly, bringing him back to his feet.
Erin Robbins: Short arm clothesline! Slane sending Fly right back down to the mat!
Zach Davis: He’s off to a fast start, already showing some of that impressive power he’s known for.
Slane picks up Fly, and again knocks him back down with a short arm clothesline. Slane grabs Fly’s arm and pulls him to the corner. From there, he rests his hands on the ropes for balance and puts his boot underneath the chin of Fly and lifts his other foot off the ground, driving all 270 pounds of his body weight onto Fly’s gullet.
Zach Davis: OUCH! That’s got to hurt.
Erin Robbins: This is great, Zach. After a week of hearing Fly spew all that bullshit about Slane, now Slane’s basically stomped his damn throat shut. Good for him.
After a few seconds the referee slaps Slane on the back and tells him to break the hold. He doesn’t listen. Instead, Slane adds a little hop to the maneuver, pressing down back and forth on Fly’s throat or added effect. The referee attempts to push Slane off, but the former Scoutmaster is able to retain balance before pushing the referee away and continuing to drive his foot down on Fly’s throat.
Erin Robbins: Stuart Slane is doing what he needs to do here, and nobody should have a problem with that.
Zach Davis: He’s cheating! He’s blatantly disobeying the referee.
Finally, Fly has had enough. He manages to grab hold of Slane’s boot, and spin it, knocking him off. Fly keeps the hold on Slane’s boot and immediately transitions into an ankle lock. As Slane screams out in pain, Fly tightens the hold. With his hands free Slane immediately begins clawing toward the ropes...
Erin Robbins: Slane’s strength on display here again, as he basically pulls Fly with him toward the ropes.
Slowly, but surely, Slane claws all the way to the ropes. He reaches out and grabs hold. Fly releases the hold immediately.
Zach Davis: What a guy that Jonny Fly is, unlike his opponent.
Fly and Slane both return to their feet, albeit Slane gingerly. They lock up, with Fly escaping with a side headlock. He sends a few punches to the top of Slane’s head and then whips him against the ropes. As Slane bounces back, Fly hits him with a shoulder. Instead of falling, Slane bounces off and then delivers a big boot that sends Fly…well, flying to the mat. Slane reaches down and picks him up…and sends him right back to the mat again with a scoop slam.
Erin Robbins: Textbook Stuart Slane right now. He’s punishing Jonny Fly, and not giving him any time to recover.
Slane reaches down and gathers Fly again. He pushes him into the corner and runs behind him, performing a body splash. Fly slumps to the ground and soaks up a few boots to the midsection from Slane. He reaches down and lifts Fly all the way up onto his shoulders and then walks back to the center of the ring. Slane pauses momentarily to take a look out at the crowd, and then drops backward, slamming Fly into the mat. Slane spins over and hooks the leg for the first cover of the match.
Erin Robbins: Stay down Fly!
Zach Davis: Nope! Fly kicks out.
As Slane gets back to his feet, Fly rolls away and uses the ropes to get himself up. Slane notices and runs at Fly, who ducks a forearm smash attempt. Slane turns and is hit with a kick to the leg, knocking him down to a knee. Fly approaches and grabs hold of Slane’s head. He’s about to hit him with a knee strike when instead Slane hits him with a low blow.
Zach Davis: OH COME ON! LOW BLOW!
The referee doesn’t see it though. Fly tumbles to the ground, holding the region of the Flyacanda.
Erin Robbins: I don’t know, Zach. I didn’t see anything. It looked like Fly just fell.
Zach Davis: That’s bullshit and you know it.
Slane stomps on Fly while he’s on the ground. After about ten strikes, he picks him up and quickly executes a DDT. Slane reaches down and gathers Fly once more. He whips him against the ropes, and then nails him with a spinebuster as he returns. From there, Slane kneels down and puts Fly into an abdominal stretch. As he executes the stretch, Slane repeatedly sends slaps to Fly’s midsection causing him to scream out in pain.
Erin Robbins: It’s like perfection, don’t you think Zach? Slane has controlled this match the entire way.
Zach Davis: He’s a long way from winning this one, Erin. I can guarantee you that.
As Slane goes for another slap, Fly manages to get a hand free and grab Slane’s hand out of the air. He leans his weight back and somehow manages to roll backward and get Slane into a roll up.
Zach Davis: LOOK AT THIS!
No! Stuart Slane kicks out.
Fly rises right back to his feet, smirking. Slane stands up and approaches Fly. The two exchange a few words before Fly again strikes with a right hand. Then another. Then another. Slane is backed up into the corner. Fly reaches out and grab’s Slane’s hand and goes to whip him across the ring. However, Slane reverses it….but then Fly reverses it again! Slane goes back first into the turnbuckle and Fly follows by spearing him against the ring post!
Zach Davis: There we go! Finally a flurry of offense by Jonny Fly. He doesn’t look to be done either.
Fly grabs Slane and pulls him out of the corner. He spins himself three hundred and sixty degrees and then violently uppercuts Slane.
Erin Robbins: NO!
Zach Davis: DISCUS FLY! Just like that!
Fly goes for the cover.
Erin Robbins: YES! Slane kicks out!
Fly slaps his hands on the mat, and rises back to his feet. He collects Stuart Slane and brings him up as well. In the center of the ring, the two wrestlers lock up. Slane transitions it into a standing side headlock. Fly kicks at the back of his leg, causing it to buckle, and then pulls free. Taking a step back he superkicks the kneeling Stuart in the back of the head, causing him to topple over. Fly stomps on the small of Slane’s back and then puts him in the Liontamer.
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly is giving Slane a taste of his own medicine with a submission hold that focuses on the back.
Slane struggles to escape the amped up Boston Crab. He lifts himself up on his hands and slowly, inch by inch, drags himself towards the ropes. He shakes his head whenever the ref asks if he wants to quit. After several agonizing moments, he puts himself within reach of the bottom rope.
Erin Robbins: Almost! He’s almost there!
With a burst of energy Fly drags Stuart back to the middle of the ring! Slane tries to kick Jonny off, but Fly just uses the momentum to flip the bigger man over onto his stomach, after which he hits an jumping elbow drop that catches him right in the breadbasket.
Zach Davis: That knocked the wind right out of Stuart Slane!
Jonny gets up and again grabs Stuart’s legs, but this time he twists them around his own shin for a modified Indian Deathlock.
Zach Davis: My Supremacy! Jonnny Fly has Slane caught in My Supremacy!
Fly flops down on the mat repeatedly to crank up the pressure on Slane’s limbs. Exhausted and in agony, Slane taps.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner by submission: Jonny Fly!
As “300 Violin Orchestra” is played once again, Fly releases the hold and kips up to a vertical base. He lets the ref raise his arm in victory while Slane slowly crawls out of the ring.
Zach Davis: There you have it, Jonny Fly has defeated the man who for years attempted to make his life miserable. It must be a satisfying win for him.
Erin Robbins: Yeah, I’m sure he’s going to celebrate the moment with a bag of those disgusting hot fries. I hope he chokes on them.
Indeed, as Fly continues to celebrate Corey Black appears on stage holding an entire case of Andy Capps' Hot Fries. He passes Slane on his way down to the ring, says a few words to him, and then reaches ringside. Black slides under the ropes, pushing the case into the ring.
Fly grabs the case and rips it open. He pulls out a bag of hot fries and immediately pours its contents into his mouth. He tosses a bag to Corey Black who opens his bag and begins digging in as well. The two celebrate together for a few more moments until the show cuts away.
All of a sudden, Seth appears on the jumbotron.
Zach Davis: Finally! We've been waiting for this all night.
Seth Lerch: What a night it's been thus far. And next week at Slam starts the wonderful Trios Cup Tournament! One of my favorites.
The fans chant "CLUSTERFUCK! CLUSTERFUCK!" Seth ignores them.
Seth Lerch: Anyway, let's make it official. These are the teams that will be competing in this year's tournament:
1. Psycho Hotdog Beer Company: ICE Beckman/Oblivion/Logan
As Seth is reading the last name, he coughs a little bit, not being able to get it out.
Zach Davis: Come on. Who is Gable and Roberts teaming with?
Erin Robbins: That's a weird enough team already.
Seth Lerch: The final team is John Gable, Terry Roberts, and.... TORTURE!
The crowd pops upon hearing Torture's name!... before being confused.
Zach Davis: What kind of team is that!?
Erin Robbins: Is Seth just toying with Torture!? He and Gable hate each other! And Terry Roberts!? Where does he play into any of this!?
Seth Lerch: There you have it! The final will be a three on three on three match, in beautiful Mexico. The tournament brackets will be announced tomorrow night when the Slam card becomes official. Stay tuned!
The jumbotron goes black.
Zach Davis: This is going to be a hell of a tournament. We've got some bizarre teams, to say the least.
Erin Robbins: This is anyone's tournament, Zach. Personally I see BioWalker and Ollie winning the whole damn thing.
Kyle Steel: The following match is the MAIN EVENT...
Zach Davis: Here we go!
Kyle Steel: This is a ladder match, for the WCF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
"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.
Erin Robbins: Waylon Cash, reigning and defending WCF World Champion.
Zach Davis: That is absolutely false. Waylon Cash has terrorized Steve Orbit since he won the title at Timebomb, stealing the belt and pretending to be Champion-- and then creating a FAKE belt. This man is absolutely insane.
Erin Robbins: Insane or not, he's the real champ, and he'll prove it tonight.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, from Macon, Georgia... weighing two hundred and thirty pounds... THE HELLBILLY... WAYLON CASH!
"I CAN'T STOP-OP-OP-OP-OP-OP..."
The lights dim as "Who Gon Stop Me" by Kanye West & Jay-Z plays over the PA. A pink strobe light flashes rapidly throughout the arena-- pink lasers swirl around the entranceway and eventually converge into a big pink spotlight, as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the ramp. Orbit's wearing a long mink over his ring gear, which consists of alligator skin wrestling shorts and matching boots. He's also got his pink hat with a feather, a thick gold chain with a diamond-coated Jesus peice, and a jewel encrusted cane. He struts towards the ring, taking plenty of time to interact with the fans-- especially the ladies. At ringside, he removes his hat and coat, and kisses the cross on his chain before handing it to a ringhand. Upon entering the ring, he climbs one of the turnbuckles and gyrates his hips to a huge pop from the crowd. "OR-BIT" chants can be heard throughout the arena. He climbs down from the turnbuckle and waits in his corner for the match to start.
Zach Davis: Steve Orbit. The REAL World Champion.
Erin Robbins: The lying, cheating, stealing, drug abuser. Real champion my ass.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent... from Oakland, California... weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... he is the WCF WORLD CHAMPION... THE MACK... STEVE ORBIT!
Zach Davis: Only thing missing is the ref!
"Crawl" by Kings of Leon hits the PA. Torture makes his way to the ring as the crowd explodes. He's wearing referee gear.
Kyle Steel: And introducing the special guest referee for this match... the latest inductee to the WCF HALL OF FAME... TORTURE!
The crowd continutes to pop for Torture. He enters the ring and nods to both men.
Zach Davis: Torture and Steve Orbit have had two tag team matches in the last month-- both losing efforts against S-PAC.
Erin Robbins: And now he's here to try to screw Waylon out of the World Title. BUT, he will fail... again.
Orbit hands over the World title, and Waylon hands over the "World title". Both belts are placed on a hook and raised above the ring.
Zach Davis: It is electric in here. Can you feel it?
Erin Robbins: Absolutely. Big fight feel here in Toronto. This match is a year in the making.
DING DING DING
Orbit and Waylon collide in the center of the ring, trading rights and lefts. Neither man giving an inch. Waylon catches Orbit with a particularly stiff right hand and then grabs him, whipping him to the ropes. Orbit ducks a clothesline on the return. Waylon turns around, and Orbit sends a kick to his midsection, but it's caught. Waylon spins Orbit around and puts him in a waistlock. Orbit pries Waylon's arm off and switches into an armwrench. Orbit yanks Waylon's arm down-- and again, and then drops Waylon with a short-arm clothesline.
Zach Davis: There is so much hatred between these two men.
Waylon quickly gets to his feet and the two men lock up. Orbit with an armdrag and he takes Waylon back to the mat, but Waylon rolls out of it. Waylon catches Orbit with a back elbow and takes him down with a side Russian legsweep. Waylon stomps Orbit's head and upper body like a mad man, and then puts his foot on Orbit's throat and uses the top rope for leverage to choke him.
Zach Davis: It's all legal tonight.
Erin Robbins: You've gotta think that favors Waylon Cash. He's a no-nonsense brawler. Violence is what he does best.
Waylon pulls Orbit up and places his head on the ropes, using the rope to choke him out some more. Torture yells at Waylon from outside the ring but of course, he has no power to stop him. Waylon gets up and pulls Orbit with him. Orbit is dazed, holding his neck and trying to catch his breath. Waylon hits the ropes and comes back, dropping Orbit with a shoulder block. Waylon drops down and hammers Orbit with a flurry of fists.
Erin Robbins: Steve Orbit is finally getting what's been coming to him. This is really fun to watch.
Waylon pulls Orbit up and sets him up, executing a sit-out neckbreaker. Satisfied, Waylon slides outside and begins searching underneath the ring.
Zach Davis: It looks like the first ladder is coming out.
Waylon draws the ladder out from underneath the ring and picks it up. He stands it up and is about to slide it into the ring--
Zach Davis: Steve Orbit with the baseball slide!
And the ladder smashes against Waylon. He stumbles back, dropping the ladder. Orbit grabs the top rope and crashes on top of Waylon with a slingshot splash. After a few moments, Orbit gets up, grabbing the ladder. He waits for Waylon to begin to get up-- and rams Waylon with the ladder. Orbit slides the ladder into the ring and then turns his attention back to Waylon. He grabs Waylon and goes to slam his head into the guardrail-- Waylon blocks it, and instead it's Orbit's head that goes into the guardrail. Waylon then whips Orbit into the ring post. Waylon hops up onto the apron, measuring up Orbit...
Erin Robbins: TORNADO DDT INTO THE RINGSTEPS!
Zach Davis: What a move by Waylon Cash!
The nasty move obviously hurt both men with Orbit taking the worst of it. Waylon is slow to his feet. He slides into the ring and grabs the ladder, starting to set it up. He sets it up and moves it to the center of the ring.
Zach Davis: Steve Orbit better get back in there!
Orbit starts to stir on the outside. Waylon takes the first step onto the ladder, and then sees Orbit out of the corner of his eye. Orbit climbs up on the apron-- Waylon hits him with a right hand, and then grabs his head, dropping down and snapping his neck across the top rope. Orbit lands on his back hard at ringside... but Waylon isn't finished. He climbs the turnbuckles and leaps off with a flying elbow--
Zach Davis: Orbit slides out of the way and Waylon hits the floor!
Erin Robbins: Ugh.
Orbit comes to his senses. He reaches under the ring and finds another ladder, pulling it out and lifting it over his head... and he DROPS it on top of Waylon. Waylon instinctively shoves the ladder off of him, but the damage has been done. Orbit stomps at Waylon before grabbing the ladder and sliding it into the ring. Orbit rolls under the bottom rope and begins to set up the second ladder.
Zach Davis: I wonder what his thought process is here. There's already one ladder set up. Why doesn't he climb it instead of wasting time here?
Erin Robbins: It's a ladder match, anything can happen.
Zach Davis: Remember, Orbit was just in a ladder match this past January, in which he won back possession of his hat. I guess he knows what he's doing.
Waylon slowly gets up on the outside. He sees Orbit setting up the ladder and it brings him to life. He quickly slides into the ring, before Orbit notices. As Orbit takes a step onto the ladder, Waylon charges with a running lariat, and Orbit crashes to the mat. Waylon then begins to climb the ladder. He gets to the second step what Orbit gets up and clubs his back. Waylon tries to boot Orbit away, but Orbit grabs onto his leg... he RIPS Waylon off of the ladder, and Waylon's head hits two of the rungs on the way down.
Erin Robbins: Annnnnd there's blood, a common sight in these type of matches.
Waylon's forehead is busted open, but he's back up. Orbit starts kicking at his thigh.
Zach Davis: We've got company. Look at the entrance.
The other three members of S-PAC-- Gable, and both of the Black Armstrongs, are at the top of the ramp. They start heading to the ring when Torture takes notice and guards the ringside area.
Zach Davis: Torture is out here specifically to prevent outside interference. They're going to have to go through Torture first.
Erin Robbins: I'm sure they have no problem with that.
Inside the ring, Waylon strategically ducks behind one of the ladders-- as Orbit approaches, Waylon shoves the ladder forward, catching the front side of Orbit's body. Orbit stumbles back. Waylon kicks Orbit in the gut, and hits him with a right hand. Another boot to the gut and another right hand, followed by a standing headscissors... and he spikes Orbit to the mat head-first with a piledriver.
Zach Davis: Waylon's eyeing those belts. He wants this and he's proving it right now. Maybe he really does have Orbit's number?
Erin Robbins: Said it all along. REAL WORLD CHAMPION.
Torture paces around outside. Waylon rolls out of the ring and starts shouting something at S-PAC. He shoves Torture out of the way and stands a few feet away from his stablemates. It becomes clear what he's saying to them.
Zach Davis: Waylon is... telling them to leave? Really?
Erin Robbins: He wants Orbit to himself! Obviously. Waylon Cash has something to prove tonight and he's proving it by himself.
Orbit is barely moving on the mat. Waylon searches under the ring.
Zach Davis: Do they really need another ladder?
Erin Robbins: Nope... maybe a chair, though.
Waylon tosses a chair into the ring. Torture barks at him, but Waylon ignores it. Waylon enters the ring and grabs the chair, as Orbit slowly begins to get up. Orbit gets to a knee-- and Waylon starts with the chair shots. Several to Orbit's back, and a few to his head.
Zach Davis: This is disgusting.
Erin Robbins: This is war! This is what both of these men signed up for, Zach.
Orbit is now bleeding from the head as well. Waylon tosses the chair to the mat and grabs Orbit off the mat. He puts Orbit in a standing headscissors and positions himself over the chair... and puts Orbit in the butterfly position.
Zach Davis: Oh no--
Orbit slips out and drops down! He rolls out of the ring, onto the floor at ringside.
Erin Robbins: He just barely escaped that Killshot.
Zach Davis: But he's hurt! The World Champion is hurt bad.
Torture looks a bit torn. He wants to help Orbit but he won't interfere in the match. Waylon heads to the apron and leaps off with a double axehandle to Orbit's back. Torture yells at Waylon--
Erin Robbins: WAYLON CLOCKS TORTURE! YES!
Waylon nails Torture with a big right hand and shoves him to the floor. He pulls him up and whips him into the guardrail.
Erin Robbins: Put him in his place, Waylon!
Waylon continues to stomp Torture. He pulls Torture to his feet and grabs him in a waistlock. He's about to execute a suplex when--
Zach Davis: ORBIT FROM BEHIND WITH A CHAIR!
Orbit swings a chair at the back of Waylon's head, connecting. Orbit stumbles, but grabs Waylon and slams his head on the announcers table. Orbit slams Waylon's head against the table, again. He looks at Torture who is beginning to stir on the ground-- meanwhile, Waylon is bent over on the table, grabbing one of the monitors.
Zach Davis: Waylon's got a plan--
Orbit returns his attention to Waylon. He grabs his shoulder, but Waylon spins around and CLOCKS him in the head with the monitor!
Erin Robbins: GOODNIGHT.
Zach Davis: Steve Orbit is out. He's gotta be out.
Waylon grins sadistically. He drops the monitor on Orbit's chest, but the Mack barely moves. Waylon enters the ring and slowly begins to ascend the ladder.
Erin Robbins: This is it. Finally, the real World Champion will get the recognition he deserves.
Waylon slowly climbs the steps... until Torture enters the ring! Waylon stops climbing, eyeing Torture.
Erin Robbins: Bullshit!
Zach Davis: Torture is not the type to take a beatdown with no consequences!
Torture circles Waylon, pacing around the ladder. Waylon steps off of the ladder... and the two men begin trading blows.
Erin Robbins: This is not right. Not right at all. Torture, hogging the spotlight as always.
They continue brawling... until John Gable runs out from backstage!
Zach Davis: This match is going straight to hell!
Gable slides into the ring and clubs Torture from behind. Torture turns around and rushes Gable with a running clothesline, and they both spill over the top rope. Waylon shakes out the cobwebs and goes back to the ladder. Meanwhile on the outside, Orbit has begun to get up. Waylon notices, and focusing on climbing the ladder. Orbit rolls himself into the ring and crawls towards the ladder.
Erin Robbins: Hurry, Waylon!
Waylon is about half-way up the ladder, but Orbit begins climbing up the other ladder which is next to the one Waylon is on. After a few moments they both reach the top of their ladders, and they eye each other. They both look at the belts, and then back at each other.
Zach Davis: We have a standoff!
Finally, Waylon throws a right hand at Orbit. Orbit returns with one of his own. They throw a couple more punches, until Orbit jumps off of his ladder, tackling Waylon with a kamikaze attack-- the ladder tips over and they both go crashing into the ropes and spill over to ringside.
Zach Davis: OOF!
Erin Robbins: NO!
Both men are laid out. The camera switches to show Torture and Gable, who are now brawling in the crowd. Back at ringside, one ladder still stands while the other is laying on the mat. Waylon and Orbit are starting to show signs of life.
Zach Davis: This match means so much to both of these men. A heated, personal rivalry with the company's biggest prize on the line. This is what WCF is all about.
Waylon and Orbit are both up after a few moments of rest. They begin to pace around the ring, and slide in at the same time. They lock up. Waylon with an arm wrench, followed with a kick to the gut. Waylon hits Orbit with a headbutt and he stumbles away. Waylon charges towards Orbit but Orbit side steps and pushes him into the ladder. Orbit catches Waylon with a kick to the thigh, then a forearm smash. Orbit goes in for another forearm smash but Waylon shoves him away. Orbit bounces off the ropes and comes back with a backhand slap!
Zach Davis: PIMP SLAP!
Waylon spins around. Enraged, he charges towards Orbit, but Orbit drop-toes him into the bottom rung of the ladder. Orbit leaps for a double-stomp onto Waylon's back, driving his face into the bottom rung.
Zach Davis: The Champion is picking up steam!
Orbit pulls Waylon out of the ladder and goes behind him for a half-nelson.
Erin Robbins: Uh-oh...
Orbit lifts Waylon for the Honey Dip, but Waylon slips out in mid-air and switches behind Orbit, landing on his feet. He hits Orbit with a hard right hand, and another, and another-- and then whips Orbit into the corner. He follows with a running high knee... and then a bulldog onto the ladder that's still laying on the mat. Waylon pushes the fallen ladder outside the ring with his foot and it falls to ringside, leaving only the single ladder standing in the ring. Waylon slowly begins climbing the ladder.
Erin Robbins: Come on Waylon!
Waylon is still dazed, slowly climbing the ladder. He takes a few slow steps before Orbit gets up and begins climbing the opposite side of the ladder. Both men slowly make their way to the top of the ladder. When they reach the top, Waylon throws a right hand at Orbit, but he dodges. Orbit answers with a right hand, Waylon dodges. The two men stand very close to the top of the ladder, and begin grappling. Waylon puts Orbit in a front headlock. Orbit twists his body around to escape, and wrenches Waylon's arm. Waylon with a headbutt and Orbit shakes it off... Orbit leaps up for a DROPKICK at the top of the ladder.
Zach Davis: He's crazy!
Erin Robbins: Wait... Waylon dropped down off the ladder to dodge the dropkick! And Orbit lands ON HIS FEET.
Zach Davis: Both men are on their feet after dropping from the top of the ladder!
Orbit and Waylon each look surprised that the other man was able to land on their feet. Regardless, they lock up. Waylon goes behind Orbit with a hammerlock. He rakes Orbit's eyes from behind with his free hand. Orbit tries to elbow out of the hammerlock but Waylon wraps his other arm around him and hits a release German suplex. The camera shifts for a moment to show Gable and Torture brawling near the exit of the arena.
Zach Davis: Torture and John Gable are still going at it-- I guess Torture won't be returning to officiate this match.
Erin Robbins: This match never needed an official. I said it earlier, this is a WAR. Torture was only in the way of these two rivals.
Waylon wipes blood from his eyes as Orbit is laid out on the mat. Waylon stomps at Orbit and then pulls him up. He hits Orbit with a forearm smash and then lifts him up for the Peach Street Slam! And he nails it. Waylon rolls Orbit out of the ring and begins to climb the ladder.
Erin Robbins: This could be it! Get ready, Zach!
Waylon begins slowly ascending the ladder. He takes a step and the rests. Takes another step and rests. He gets three quarters of the way to the top when Orbit gets up on the outside, clawing at the apron, trying to get up. Orbit sees Waylon nearing the top of the ladder and he finally crawls into the ring. Orbit grabs the bottom of the ladder as Waylon is at the top, reaching for the belt. He can't quite get his hands on it. He is about to step on the top rung of the ladder when his leg is pulled by Orbit who has climbed up behind him. Waylon takes a step down to focus on getting Orbit off the ladder, kicking at him. Waylon kicks Orbit in the face and he drops down, but lands on his feet. Waylon refocuses on the belt hanging above him. He reaches for it again... his fingers touch it. He almost has it in his hand when Orbit runs through the ropes and springboards back in with a missile dropkick to the middle of the ladder! Waylon jumps off the ladder before it crashes down, but he lands hard on the mat.
Zach Davis: The metal in that ladder has become twisted and I would say it's useless.
Orbit picks up the ladder and rams it into Waylon's back.
Erin Robbins: Maybe not THAT useless.
He tosses the broken ladder over the top rope, and then drops down to the mat. He's breathing heavily and resting. Waylon is still recovering from crashing down off of the ladder. Both men are laid out, no ladders in the ring. No sign of Gable or Torture, they've brawled right out of the arena.
Zach Davis: Right back where we started. What a hellacious match so far.
Erin Robbins: And think about it, Zach-- this thing is far from over. One of these guys still has to find a way to bring a ladder back into the ring, set it up, and grab those belts.
Zach Davis: I think these two are prepared to fight all night.
Orbit is back to his feet. Waylon is almost up. Orbit approaches Waylon, but Waylon sends an elbow to his gut. Orbit responds with a right hand. Waylon with another elbow but Orbit grabs the arm and whips him to the ropes, and Orbit with a spinebuster on the return. Orbit heads to ropes and is about to slide out of the ring when he notices Waylon crawling up behind him. Orbit fakes it and when Waylon is close, Orbit catches him with a springboard roundhouse kick.
Zach Davis: The Mack caught Cash RIGHT in the side of the head. He dropped like a sack of bricks.
Orbit seems dazed but he's moving with purpose now. He rolls outside the ring and grabs an intact ladder from ringside, and slides it into the ring. He starts to set it up, eyeing Waylon the entire time. Waylon barely moves. Orbit starts to climb the ladder.
Zach Davis: Could we see Orbit retain right now?
Orbit gets half-way up the ladder when Waylon begins to move. He climbs up the ladder behind Orbit. Orbit tries to kick him away but Waylon slips underneath Orbit, putting him in the electric chair position-- Orbit tries to shift his weight around, but Waylon drops backwards off the ladder!
Zach Davis: Electric chair drop, off the ladder!
Waylon slowly gets back up. He goes back to the ladder.
Erin Robbins: These guys are trying to end this now. It's a scramble to the top.
Waylon has a head start but Orbit is up and he's climbing the other side of the ladder. Waylon reaches the top and he's reaching for the belts. Orbit makes his way to the top and he bats Waylon's arms away. The two men begin trading blows. Waylon gouges Orbit's eye and steps on the VERY top of the ladder. The belts are within reach and he grabs them but before he can unhook them, Orbit headbutts him in the gut.
Zach Davis: This is not going to end well.
The two men struggle for position at the top of the ladder until Orbit manages to lift Waylon in a fireman's carry.
Erin Robbins: NO!
FIREMAN'S CARRY CUTTER. All the way down to the mat.
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD.
Both men laid out from the fall. Waylon is barely moving. Orbit starts to get up on shaky legs. He points to the turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: I don't know if Orbit knows where he is right now.
Orbit runs up the turnbuckle in the corner and leaps off with the somersault senton!
Zach Davis: OAKLAND SPLASH!
Erin Robbins: Was that even necessary?
Orbit gets up and grabs onto the ladder. He begins to slowly climb.
Erin Robbins: Come on, Cash. Don't let it end like this. Get up and beat this loser!
Orbit is almost at the top of the ladder. Waylon begins to get up... but falls back down. Orbit reaches the top and grabs the belts...
Zach Davis: Is this it?
Orbit unhooks the belts!
DING DING DING
"Who Gon Stop Me" by Watch the Throne plays over the PA.
Zach Davis: STEVE ORBIT RETAINS THE WORLD TITLE!
Erin Robbins: Disgusting. I am so sick of Steve Orbit, so sick of Pantheon. This is a travesty.
Orbit sits atop the ladder, wiping blood from his face. He holds the legit World title in the air, and tosses the fake belt next to Waylon on the mat. Waylon is still barely moving on the mat.
Zach Davis: Steve Orbit has defeated his long time rival, Waylon Cash. What a main event, and what an Aftermath pay-per-view! We're out of time. Goodnight from Toronto!