Seth Lerch's Ultimate Showdown Announcement

Before Blast can start, Seth Lerch is shown on the screen. The crowd boos.

Seth Lerch: I can't hear it myself, but I've been told you fans are booing me. That's a shame, because on behalf of Eric, I'm here to make some very important announcements. Announcements about next month's PPV, Ultimate Showdown, also known as one of WCF's most important PPVs of the year.

Now the crowd cheers.

Seth Lerch: You see, after talking to Eric and thinking about what would be best for business, we've decided to make some changes to the Ultimate Showdown format. You see, to me, "Ultimate Showdown" has always meant a huge battle for the World Title, a battle everyone has been waiting to see. One of WCF's greatest matches ever, Logan versus Torture, happened at Ultimate Showdown.

Pop for the 2006 era matchup.

Seth Lerch: With that in mind, I've decided that the Ultimate Showdown match will no longer include the World Champion. The World Champion, who will no doubt be Sarah Twilight, will defend her Title against two men. Or women. Or a man and a woman. Whatever. Point is, these two people will be announced by me... NEXT WEEK!

Booing. Wrestling fans are impatient, and want things announced in their city, right now!

Seth Lerch: That said, we're not scrapping the Ultimate Showdown match entirely. We're keeping last year's eight man format, but the Titles on the line will now be the US, Hardcore, Internet, and People's Championships. However, one more thing will be on the line as well.

The crowd buzzes.

Seth Lerch: Instead of a Championship, the winner of the Ultimate Showdown match will now receive a World Title shot at Revenge in August!

The crowd pops for that one!

Seth Lerch: Now, who will be IN this match? Whoever walks out of tonight with those belts, for one thing. Also, four other competitors, which will be determined by Eric and I. The full Ultimate Showdown match, as well as the show's World Title match, will be announced next week. See you there.

With that, we go to the regular intro.

Blast Intro

Passing Through A Screen Door by The Wonder Years hits and Blast 2013 is live from Tokyo, Japan! The fans clap politely as we go to Zach and Shannan.

Zach Davis: WHAT A START TO BLAST! Several huge announcements about next month's Ultimate Showdown Pay Per View!

Shannan Lerch: Yes indeed, and I can't wait! But tonight we're live from Tokyo, Japan.

Zach Davis: Can we PLEASE go back to the US for good now? It's been so long...

Shannan Lerch: Come now, Zach, let's welcome the fans to the show the right way. Welcome to BLAST!

Zach Davis: Yeah, yeah, welcome to Blast! We've got a HELL of a show tonight, especially considering we're only a few weeks removed from Asesinato De Mayo.

Shannan Lerch: We've got a match we really didn't expect to see... Jeff Purse vs Sarah Twilight for the World Title. A few short weeks ago we thought Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse were an item, and hiding it from the world. Well, turns out Sarah WAS hiding something from the world.... but it wasn't a relationship with Jeff Purse.

Zach Davis: That's right. She's revealed herself as possibly the most vile World Champion we've ever had. Running Purse down all those months ago and using Genesis to capture the World Title like she did... aligning herself with Eric Price...

Shannan Lerch: I can't believe it either. But tonight Jeff Purse has the chance to take the World Title away from her, a Title that Purse hasn't held in quite a while now, and get retribution while he does it.

Zach Davis: The vacant Tag Team Championships are on the line between the remnants of Genesis, Steve Orbit and Ana Valentine, and the newly formed tag team of Waylon Cash and John... Gobble.

Shannan Lerch: Orbit and Waylon, formerly known as the Homegrown Players, arguably one of the greatest WCF Tag Teams of all time, now fight each other for the belts they once held together. They fought each other to a draw at A.D.M., so things are certainly not finished between these two.

Zach Davis: The owner of our company, Eric Price, has decided to give himself a Title match against FPV. FPV has refused to defend the US Title until the good name of WCF is restored, but Eric didn't really like that.

Shannan Lerch: Can FPV survive the former World Champion and current CEO? We'll see.

Zach Davis: We have a Hardcore Title rematch, as Denise D'Evil challenges Oblivion! They've fought before, but now D'Evil is part of the Angels of Death, a stable that has been tormenting Oblivion as of late. Can she defeat him this time around or will Oblivion once again reign supreme?

Shannan Lerch: The Polar Phantasm defeated Lilith two weeks ago, and the week after, Lilith won the Television Title. Now, Polar gets another shot at her - this time, the TV Title is on the line.

Zach Davis: Lilith has established herself as possibly the most controversial star in recent memory... but for you fans that pay attention to WCF besides our television shows, you know that the Polar Phantasm has something up his sleeve for tonight.

Shannan Lerch: We've got the final match tonight in such a huge rivalry. One last time, Tek attempts to take the People's Title from Steeltoe Joe. This all started back when Tek was the People's Champion, lost the belt, and Joe took it. Joe hasn't let go of it since, and he's our longest reigning People's Champion ever.

Zach Davis: Odin Balfore has recently spoken out against Eric Price and EPPW, and tonight he finds himself facing Price's associate, Jonathan Jakobs. This is how Odin is starting his war. Can Price stop his momentum before he gets going?

Shannan Lerch: Grave Dancer and Voodoo from the Angels of Death team up to face the admittedly thrown together team of Kira Sakazaki and Emmaleigh Shae. Shae was able to defeat Oblivion last week, so she's shown herself to be a force to be reckoned with!

Zach Davis: Newest WCF star GILGAMAX! wrestles Arkham in what is sure to be a great exhibition contest. We've also got Justin Turner versus another new star, The Rookie. He's a rookie.

Shannan Lerch: And in this odd pairing, Biohazard and Tyler Walker team up to face the Big Time Jerks. Let's start the show!

Polar Phantasm Segment

The lights dim slightly as the big screen blanks; text begins to scroll on it. "Iceberg-Seven online- accessing WCF big screen... accessed. Loading program 'Cryogenix Entrance'." Over the speakers, "On Her Majesty's Secret Service" by the Propellerheads begins playing... on the screen, six names appear. "JEFF PURSE" "COREY BLACK" "FRANK VENABLE" "STEVE ORBIT" "JAY PRICE" "POLAR PHANTASM"... then, there is a bright flash of white light from the stage. When the screen is once again visible, it simply reads "CRYOGENIX". From behind the curtain come six men- out in front we see the Future Elements, Jeff Purse and the Polar Phantasm. Then the rest of the group spreads out and takes a bow; sure enough, we see Corey Black and Frank Venable, Jay Price and Steve Orbit all standing banded together before the 'CRYOGENIX' logo.

Zach Davis: And look at this- the last time we saw these guys, they were two separate factions... but now it seems that Pantheon and Genesis have banded together behind the returning Polar Phantasm!

Shannan Lerch: They're missing the best part of the Pantheon, though.

Zach Davis: What do you mean?

Shannan Lerch: ...where's Jonny Fly?

The group heads toward the ring, slapping hands as they go.

Zach Davis: He was indefinitely suspended by Eric Price!

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, but... he fired Corey Black and Jay Price, and now they're back...?

Zach Davis: No, they quit. I think.

Shannan Lerch: But THEY'RE RIGHT THERE!

Zach Davis: Then I guess we'll have to hear what they've got to say- it looks like the Phantasm's got a microphone.

The crowd roar dims a bit as the Phantasm takes the microphone; mid-ring, the five other members of Cryogenix stand at attention.

Polar Phantasm: Before you today stands the inevitable. You brought us to this point, Eric Price... you and your associates in Bravado have left us, the heroes of this company, no choice but to put aside the old divisions and band together as one unit. And that is what you see here- we're the best of the best. Separately we're as bad as they come in this company, each and every one of us.. but together, we're the strongest unit this company has ever seen. Without question.

Zach Davis: He just may be right about that-

Shannan Lerch: What about 'This is WAR'?

Zach Davis: ...two thirds of that group's leadership is in the ring right now.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, but... Torture...

Polar Phantasm: Since the last time I stood in this ring holding this microphone, my life has gone from normalcy to absolute madness. I can't really get into it, but... being 'dead' taught me a few things about how valuable the truth is, and trustworthy friends doubly so. Being 'dead' taught me to appreciate what we have... but then I return to WCF and find this: Eric Price Pro Wrestling. Genesis about to be dumped upside down by Sarah Twilight... and my beloved Pantheon about to be dissolved by that fascist fuck Eric Price. The world got very dark... but this has happened before. And as I said once upon a time... when all seems at its darkest, wrestling finds a way. I have returned to do my part...

The Phantasm smiles and gestures behind him

Polar Phantasm: ...and I brought a few friends. Tell 'em who we are, boys.

Phantasm passes the microphone to his 'field lieutenant' and tag-team partner, Jeff Purse. Jeff is a different man from what we are used to seeing. He stares straight out.

Jeff Purse: I refuse, REFUSE to refer to this company as anything other than WCF!

Zach Davis: Wow- strong words from the former WCF Champion...

Crowd pops.

Shannan Lerch: What, is he daring Eric Price or something?

Jeff Purse: Eric Price. That name keeps coming up out of nowhere trying to destroy everything that everyone here has helped build. Eric Price destroyed everything. He is enforcing bullshit rules, he is enforcing bullshit champions, and he is enforcing bullshit. And to his right? The bitch known as Sarah Twilight.

Crowd begins chanting "Fuck that Bitch! Fuck that Bitch!"

Shannan Lerch: YEAH! FUCK THAT-

Zach Davis: Shannan!


Jeff Purse: That's right. FUCK THAT BITCH! She used us all! She tricked everyone, but my friend here, Steve Orbit. If I would have listened to him, things would be different right now. But none of that even matters. Because tonight, I am going to take that belt off that bitch's waist, and I am going to help cement Cryogenix as a force to be taken seriously! We are not only here to destroy all that is wrong with this place, but to destroy Eric Price and Sarah Twilight for good.

Crowd is on their feet. They agree.

Jeff Purse: Sarah Twilight and Eric Price don't think YOU PEOPLE MATTER!!! They fail to realise that without you people, there is WCF! There is no EPPW, Eric Price Pussy Wrestling. Without you people there is no Eric Price, there is no Sarah Twilight! They fail to realize that your hatred, your contempt, your disrespect, that is what MADE Sarah Twilight and Eric Price. And tonight, its going to be what ends Sarah Twilight and Eric Price. The Future of this company is standing right here in the ring before you!

Jeff throws his arm in the air as the crowd explodes. He looks over, and hands the mic off, with a shake-bro-hug to Corey Black. Taking the mic from Jeff Purse, Corey pauses and allows the crowd to stop popping their brains out for the 5 time World Champion, Hall of Fame badass known to the world as Corey Black.

Zach Davis: Would you look at the intensity on the face of-

Corey Black: Tonight is the first night of the end of Eric Price Pro Wrestling.

Black swiftly hands the mic to FPV.

Shannan Lerch: Well, that didn't take long-

FPV: Tonight, Eric Price- tonight I get my hands on you. The damage I'm gonna do to you is nothing compared to the damage you've done to this company... but it's something. Now, as for you, Sarah Twilight-

Crowd boos the devious World Champion

Shannan Lerch: FUCK TH-

Zach Davis: No, stop. It's over. The moment has passed, Shannan.

FPV: -you think you can just use people up and toss them away? You think you can fool a man like Jeff Purse and break his heart? You think you can use your friends in Genesis? You think you can try to turn me against my brother Steve Orbit and we'll just take that shit lying down?! Bitch- you've got it coming. You're due a date with Franky the Boudleslayer... if Jeff leaves any of you for me, that is. They call me C-4 now... you wanna know why, Twilight? 'Cause I'll blow your ass to kingdom come... just like that.

Frank Venable snaps his fingers, narrowing his eyes...

FPV: Boom.

...and passes the microphone to Cryogenix' resident 'face worker', the one and only Steve Orbit. The crowd pops for Orbit. Camera goes to a fan with a sign that says "We're Sorry Mack", and another that says "The Mack Was Right - Sarah Sucks". Orbit nods, looking around the arena, and then puts his hand up to cue silence.

Zach Davis: Wow... what are we seeing here tonight at Blast?

Shannan Lerch: They're called 'Cryogenix', Zach. It's on the big screen and everything.

Steve Orbit: Look, y'all. I ain't gonna stand up here and say I told you so, but... the fact remains that I am the single solitary mother fucker on planet Earth who can say, I saw that shit comin'. Because that's what I do. I see shit. I know shit. I pay attention to shit, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm not sayin' y'all not payin' attention, I'm just sayin', in my... in my lifetime, I've learned and developed a sense for this kinda shit. It's a survival instinct. To survive where I came from, you got people who tryin' to stab you in the back, the front, the side, the top, every damn mother fuckin' which way-- and if you don't see that shit comin', you defenseless. You defenseless.

Zach Davis: Orbit is obviously referencing the last days of Genesis-

Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Daddy's talking.

Steve Orbit: So a lot of people be askin' me, what am I gonna do, how am I gonna get back at Sarah... how am I gonna, you know, exact revenge and whatnot. This ain't about revenge. Sarah Twilight didn't do shit to me. Sure, she played everybody against me, but at the end of the day, I'm cool. It ain't nothin'. A scandalous bitch is a scandalous bitch no matter how you slice it, and I been knowin' that since day one, so-- am I heartbroken over Sarah Twilight? Do I feel the need to exact revenge against her? No, all I feel like doin' is washin' my hands of that red-headed ho. Real talk.

The rest of Cryogenix nod to Orbit; to the left of the Mack, we can hear Jay Price say 'testify' in a loud mumble.

Steve Orbit: Here's the problem I have. Now, we got Eric Price... ol' boy Eric Price, everybody knows he's a fuckin' slimeball. No secret. But now, he's a slimeball who's basically in control of this entire organization, running buck wild with no one to CHECK his ass. He's got pure evil alongside him in Sarah fuckin' Twilight. He's got his whole gang of mother fuckers tryin' to call their lil' shots and whatnot. Bobby Cairo's up there with him. That's a problem for me, that's a problem for everyone.

Zach Davis: Hey, my checks still clear-

Shannan Lerch: Tell me about it. It could be worse, right?

Steve Orbit: The solution to that problem is... standing before you, in this ring right now. We are Cryogenix, and we are the solution to the Eric Price, EPPW problem. We are the ones who gonna put his ass in check. We are the ones who gonna fight with everything we got to make sure that this organization remains successful, professional... and fair for everyone. And with this group of mother fuckers? Come on, now. This is a fuckin' dream team, y'all.

Orbit points around the ring to each member of Cryogenix.

Steve Orbit: This is the best of the best. Can't nobody hold us down, God dammit. There comes a time... once in a while, shit like this happens. Shit gets shaken up, things fall apart, and the peices get put back together in a different way. That's all this is. It's the same ol' story. The good guys... that's us. The bad guys... they don't stand a fuckin' chance.

Finishing his rousing speech, The Mack hands the microphone to Cryogenix' sixth member and WCF's favorite prodigal son, Jay Price.

Shannan Lerch: And then there's this mother f-

Zach Davis: -favorite of WCF audiences for years now! Is this a for-real return for Jay Price?

Price stares up at the sky, eyes shut as he soaks in the moment. Finally he lowers his head and stares ahead into the camera.

Jay Price: This company....this EPPW...will not remain as long as I am still breathing. Eric you took my home, the one place that I have truly ever cared about, and turned it into your own personal playground. You took the WCF away from these people and are now shoving a watered down version that you call your own down their throats. And you might have those people back there in that locker room and up there in that little ivory tower you're holed up in drinking your kool-aid and believing that you are good for this business, but these people are not that naive. These people know what they want and what they want is the WCF.

...a loud "Dub See Eff" chant breaks out as Price lowers the microphone. The chants only get louder as Price begins waving them on.

Zach Davis: Now THIS... THIS is Jay Price!

Shannan Lerch: *mumbled*

Zach Davis: What was that?

Shannan Lerch: ...alright, even I kinda missed this guy.

Jay Price: Do you hear that Eric? DO YOU HEAR THAT? These people do not believe one bit of the garbage that is coming out of your mouth and neither do we. But the difference between these people and the six of us standing in the ring is that we have the means and the capabilities of doing something about that. And that's exactly what we plan on doing it.

Huge pop from the crowd as Price pulls off his sunglasses and stares into the camera.

Jay Price: I fought, I bled and I left my body laying broken in this ring for the WCF and I will not see my efforts be for nothing. Eric, you think you have all the power because you sit behind a desk and bark out orders. You think you have all the power because it's your name attatched to this company. But Eric all that power you have is just a facade. The true power resides, just as it always has, with the people. They are the ones that at the end of the day matter the most and now they finally have a voice. Now they finally have hope. Now....they have us.

Price drops the microphone as the crowd goes nuts for Cryogenix. Price looks around at the crowd and then back at the camera, yelling out "we're bringing you down", before joining the rest of the team for fist bumps and high fives.

Zach Davis: Well there you have it fans- the official announcement of Cryogenix! We just saw six of WCF's all-time greats unite under one flag... one hell of an opening for EPPW's Blast, for sure!

Shannan Lerch: My question is... how many of those men walk out of here tonight as champions?

Zach Davis: Quite possibly all of them still under contract, Shannan.

Biohazard/Tyler Walker vs The Big Time Jerks

breakdown by biohazard plays and biohazard comes out and walks to the ring as yellow and purple lights flash

"I Like to Move It" by Reel 2 Reel plays over the sound system. Tyler Walker emerges from the back with white pyros at the entrance. He's wearing his black and gold letterman jacket with "TW" embroidered in the front, "TY WALKER" on the back. He's also wearing black shades, a white tank top and his black shorts with "TW" written around the belt line. Black boots and has his wrists taped. He slowly makes his way to the ring with a cocky smile on his face, bobbing his head to his music as he ignores the fans. When he hits the ring, he climbs on the apron, drops his jacket to ringside, and does a few body builder poses, as more white pyros blast off. He enters the ring through the ropes and removes his tank top and shades, throwing them to ringside before getting ready to fight.

"Broken out in love" by Mark Crozer and The Rels starts blasting as the WCFtron reads "Big Time Jerks" on it. Out walk Adam and Austin and the crowd erupts with chants of "BTJ". They walk towards the ring with icey glares on their faces. Stan Murdoch pulls out a mic.

Stan: People the days of watching overpaid idiots take you on trips into their own egos is gone. My boys right here are returning the WCF back into a family entertainment mecca. The days of the seven deadly words are gone. No longer will there be scantly clad females in front of you Godly people. This is a fight between good and evil. Southern morals shall rule over the WCF and bring back high family values. We are not the bad guys but the righteous who have come to repair your moral order.

Zach Davis: Big tag match, here we go!

Tyler Walker and Biohazard argue over who is going to start for their team but neither one can seem to agree. The Jerks attack them from behind. They throw Biohazard out of the ring before focusing their attack on Walker. They execute a Double Suplex on the big man before Adams gets on the apron.

Shannan Lerch: Adam Young and Tyler Walker emerge as the legal men.

Young stomps at Walker repeatedly as Biohazard gets on the apron. Young puts Walker into the Crossface. The fans begin to chant "BIOHAZARD!"

Zach Davis: The fans want to see Biohazard get in the ring!

Walker screams in pain, refusing to tap out. Eventually he moves towards the ropes and grabs them! Young releases the hold. He waits for Walker to stand and goes for a Dropkick but Walker sidesteps him. Young runs at him again but the big man catches him with a Sitout Spinebuster!

Shannan Lerch: What strength!

Walker then tags in Biohazard!

Zach Davis: Time for some TOXIC OOZE!

Biohazard comes in and hits a Dropkick on Adam Young! He goes down, then Austin Adams comes in. Biohazard runs at him and hits a Flying Leg Scissors, sending Adams flying out of the ring. Young is back up, he grabs Biohazard from behind and drops him with a Reverse DDT.

Shannan Lerch: So much for Biohazard's offense.

Adam Young then locks in a Mexican Surfboard.

Zach Davis: Great submission move there.. will Biohazard submit to it?

Biohazard yells in pain but won't give up. Soon Young goes over and tags in Adams. Young grabs Biohazard and lifts him up as Adams flies...

Shannan Lerch: Hart Attack! They call that Are Ye Startin!

Adams quickly pins Biohazard, hooking the leg.



No!, Biohazard kicks out. Adams goes to pick Biohazard up but Biohazard spits out...

Crowd: TOXIC OOZE!!!!

Biohazard then tags Walker back in! Walker comes in and takes the nearly blind Adams down with a Clothesline. Adams gets back up and then gets hit with a Belly to Belly from Walker!

Zach Davis: Say what you want about Tyler Walker but he's a beast.

Shannan Lerch: Sorry, Zach, he already has a boyfriend.

Zach Davis: Don't you pay attention? Neither Biohazard nor Tyler Walker are gay.

Shannan Lerch: If you say so.

Walker then throws Adams to the rope, as Adams comes back Walker hits a Tiltawhirl Powerslam!

Zach Davis: Another big move from Walker! He's firmly in control here.

Walker does a few pushups, showing off. Biohazard cheers. Walker gets up and asks him why the hell he's cheering for him doing pushups, Biohazard seems to say he's just trying to pump up his teammate. Biohazard then asks if Walker wants a "big time jerk," which Walker seems to take the wrong way... but apparently Biohazard was just trying to warn his partner that Adams was behind him! Adams spins Walker around and kicks him in the gut before hitting a DDT!

Shannan Lerch: Some communication problems between Walker and Biohazard.. not good.

Adams goes and tags in Young while Walker is able to tag in his partner Biohazard. Biohazard and Young meet in the middle of the ring and start brawling. Young eventually gets the upper hand, throwing Biohazard to the ropes. Biohazard Springboards but Young catches him and drops him with a Codebreaker!

Zach Davis: OUCH! What a move!

Young then jumps at the turnbuckle..




Shannan Lerch: That's his Broken Mirror, and this has to be it.




The bell rings!

Zach Davis: Aanndd the Big Time Jerks win this tag team contest!

The Jerks' music hits as Stan joins them in the middle of the ring, lifting their arms up in victory.

Justin Turner vs The Rookie

Zach Davis: Now, we're gonna have another match. Featuring the "High Flying Freak" Justin Turner against a newcomer dubbed as "The Rookie".

Shannan Lerch: Well, this new rookie better be hot.

The Lights in the arena go out then a few gun shots are heard over the P.A.

We see the flashs of cameras before a camo background lights up as the words "The Freak" are posted on the tron. After a moment "The Gunslinger" by Shooter Jennings hits.

"Stepped off of the train in this town
may look kind of strange, kind of rough all around
You don't know what I've been through
But you'd better not stare better watch your mouth boy
Don't be fool! No need to be scared,
but you need to be aware you think you own this town,
I don't care.
At..they bear, I'm just looking for some brothers
in arms and the woman with the long dark hair. "

From the back comes out a confident Justin Turner with Jennifer Adams by his side.

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida...weighing 165 lbs...The High Flying Freak...JUSTIN TUUUURNERRRR!!!

The fans raise to their feet and cheer as they make their way down the ramp.

"But don't call an outlaw no,
I'm a motherfucking gunslinger
You wanna run your mouth all day long
You'd better keep your eye
on my motherfucking trigger finger
Do you feel me punk?
Do you feel me punk?
Do you feel me punk?
Do you feel me punk?
Do you feel me punk?"

Justin rolls under the bottom rope before posing for the crowd.

Zach Davis: Justin Turner lost against Kira Sakazaki last week. Hope tonight that he takes the win home!

Shannan Lerch: Wait, someone's coming out!

Thomas Buckley is walking out on stage as he goes down the ramp.

Kyle Steel: And the opponent...from Kansas, New Jersey...weighing 176 lbs...The Rookie...THOMAS BUCKLEY!

The crowd murmurs, questioning his abilities. He climbs into the ring and warms up.

Zach Davis: Well, this is surprising. Usually, wrestlers have entrance music.

Shannan Lerch: Well, he's doesn't look that bad.

Zach Davis: Well looking at the statistics I've received, he's the youngest wrestler in this company at the age of...16?!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?! Are you sure?! Maybe those statistics are wrong!

Zach Davis: Well the statistics never lie.

Shannan Lerch: Damn! There goes my chances...

Zach Davis: Chances of what?

Shannan Lerch: Oh. Nothing. Hey, the match is about to start.


Both competitors circle around the ring. Thomas Buckley tries to make the first move, but Justin Turner moves out of the way. Buckley rebounds into the ropes and Turner goes for the headscissors takedown. Turner picks him up and runs into the ropes to deliver the Shining Ninja. He goes for the pin.


Thomas Buckley gets the kick-out! Both men get back to their feet and have another go at each other. They trade blows until Buckley gets the upperhand with an uppercut! Justin Turner is still standing as he regains his composure. Buckley rebounds on the ropes and when Turner turns around, he is hit with the clothesline! Buckley with the pin.


Another kickout!

Both men quickly get up, but Justin Turner goes for the spinning heel kick! He's run to the top rope to deliver Outlaw Shit! And what a landing! And now for the cover.



Thomas Buckley kicks out! Justin Turner picks him up, but Buckley counters with a kick to the gut! This gives him the opportunity to execute the DDT. He gets on top of the turnbuckle and waits for Turner to get up. When he does, he jumps and delivers a flying clothesline! And for the pin...



Justin Turner kicks out! Thomas Buckley picks him up and Irish whips him into the turnbuckle, but Turner steps onto the top rope before jumping with a corkscrew dropkick against Buckley. Turner picks him up to perform the Freak Driver. And for the pin!




Another kick out! Justin Turner picks him up, but Thomas Buckley counters with a punch to the nose! Turner is clutching on to his face, giving Buckley the opportunity to execute Electric Chair Drop! Instead of going for the pin, he grabs his legs and goes for...

Zach Davis: The Boston Crab!

Justin Turner is screaming out as Thomas Buckley adds the pressure. The crowd is chanting for Turner to get out of the hold! Turner manages to move to the ropes a bit.

Zach Davis: Can Justin Turner make it out alive?

Shannan Lerch: The fans seem to hope so.

Thomas Buckley adds more pressure to Justin Turner's legs as the High Flying Freak tries to reach for the ropes. In a matter of time, Jennifer cheers her boyfriend on as he is about to reach...HE GRABS ONTO THE ROPES!

Zach Davis: He's made it!

Shannan Lerch: And Buckley will have no choice but to let go.

Thomas Buckley does so and picks Justin Turner up, but Turner counters with a punch before a Northern Lights suplex followed into a leg hook brainbuster! Turner picks him up and executes...

Zach Davis: Blackout!

And now, for the pin!




And a kickout! Justin Turner picks him up but Thomas Buckley counters with a jawbreaker! Turner is clutching to his face as Buckley prepares himself. Just as Turner gets up... Buckley goes for the clothesline and almost knocks Turner's head off! He gets on the top rope and makes a leap of faith...


And what an impact it made! He goes for the pin.





Kyle Steel: Here's your winner...THOMAS BUCKLEY!!!

Thomas Buckley gets his arm raised by the referee, but the crowd murmurs in judgement. He wastes no time and walks back to backstage.

Zach Davis: And what a debut by The Rookie!

Shannan Lerch: This should be a night to remember for him.

Ana Valentine/Steve Orbit In The Gym

Ana Valentine and Steve Orbit are in an upscale gym, the gym itself has been emptied. It is just Ana, Orbit and the huge body sized punch bag Orbit has propped against his muscular thigh. Ana lands a few set punches and sequences, occasionally dropping a step or a shoulder. As they continue, Orbit correct Ana, marking her moves, improving her aim.

Steve Orbit: Ana, baby you have to keep up the stamina, I doubt that’s really an issue for you.

Ana smirks and hits the bag which a heavy, hard thud as she lands a superkick, Orbit steps back a couple of steps due to the impact and laughs, nodding his head. They move onto her signature movesets, as she hits a few cutters onto the bag, Orbit again corrects her landing on the bag.

Steve Orbit: Ok, lets move onto some of the more aerial moves...

Orbit signals for her to stretch out and he drops the bag to the mat, as she moves into position to nail a few different flip style moves, he adjusts her footing, pointing out a few minor flaws she can improve, Ana makes the adjustments. This goes on for a while, they cover Cupid’s Arrow and Cupids Bow, they go through a few Monkey flips.

Eventually they break off and Orbit waves Ana down, they both sit down in the middle of the ring, Orbit rolls a bottle of water to Ana and she pops the cap off, taking a few sips, before smiling softly at Orbit.

Ana Valentine: I really appreciate all this Steve... When you said you would look after me, I never expected... I guess I’m just not used to people actually putting up when they say they will.

She flashes an awkward smile, before laughing at herself, revealing a slightly softer side than usual. Orbit smiles back, a small smile and nods his head slowly. They regard each other quietly for a little while. Ana breathes a little deeper than normal, cooling off from their training session.

Steve Orbit: I told you, I see real big things for you Ana... You have a lot of potential, we just need to mark out those improvements and you’re golden... Hell, after today... I'm glad i'm with you, not against you....

Ana Valentine: I’m ready... Waylon and 'Gobble' don't have any idea what’s coming for them...

Ana shifts slightly, so she is sat beside Orbit, she leans against him in the way two close friends would and she cocks her head to the side, frowning just a little.

Ana Valentine: I just hope Price doesn’t pull more of his shit...

Orbit laughs and leans back slightly, putting a hand behind Ana to support himself as he shakes his head a little.

Steve Orbit: You just keep that fire lit on Sunday and we wont have any problems... If there’s one thing you aren’t lacking... It’s passion.

Ana grins and turns her head so she is looking at Orbit again, the two are comfortably close, probably closer than most tag partners would be, but not so close that it’s in anyway uncomfortable.

Ana Valentine: Well.. I think I’ve worked hard enough today... Lets go get some dinner, my treat?

Arkham vs GILGAMAX!

“Surfing with the Alien” by Joe Satriani plays as GILGAMAX! charges full bore down the ramp.

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from the city planet of GolGotham, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds....GIL-GA-MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX!

He rolls inside, jumps to his feet, and runs the ropes on all four sides of the ring twice. GILGAMAX! then leaps onto the top turnbuckle in his corner and points out to the crowd with both arms extended, before thumping his chest repeatedly. Finally he drops off the ringpost and Tebows.

Zach Davis: And here is the debuting GILGAMAX. Did you happen to catch where he's from Shannan?

Shannan Lerch: Golgaplex?

Zach Davis: I thought it was Golem.

Shannan Lerch: Wasn't that a Pokemon?

Zach Davis: Who knows, let's just move on.

All of the lights will drop at once, sending the crowd into a bit of a panic. "Bleed For Me" by the Black Label Society will then kick in as the lights remain off. They'll remain off for a few moments until finally they come back on, revealing Arkham sitting on the mat in one of the corners, gently stroking the head of Freddy.

Kyle Steel: And introducing his opponent, from The Asylum, weighing in at two hundred and ninety five pounds....ARRRRRRRRRRRRKHAM!

Zach Davis: And we saw last week just how protective Arkham is of that small teddy bear that he calls Freddy. Voodoo made the mistake of treating poor Freddy like a soccer ball and Arkham repaid him by doing the same to his head.

Shannan Lerch: And he looked like one big slice of beefcake while doing it.

Zach Davis: Really? Are you still salivating over this nutjob?

Shannan Lerch: Oh how I'd like to give him a...

Zach Davis: That'll do Shannan, let's get to the match.

Arkham sets Freddy down in the corner and then stands up as the referee calls for the bell.


GILGAMAX and Arkham circle each other once before tying up in the center of the ring. Arkham easily takes control and shoves GILGAMAX off of him. GILGAMAX shakes it off and goes right back to trying for a tie up but Arkham again shoves him off. GILGAMAX looking like he's rethinking his strategy before he tries for a third tie up. Arkham again obliges but this time GILGAMAX ducks under and comes up behind Arkham before getting him in a rear waistlock. GILGAMAX trying for a backdrop but Arkham blocks. GILGAMAX tries once again but is again denied so he releases the hold and hits Arkham in the back with a forearm. Arkham stumbles forward just a bit and GILGAMAX catches him in the back of the legs with a low dropkick. Arkham down onto one knee and GILGAMAX steps up behind him before placing him in a shoulder claw.

Zach Davis: And that hold can just be brutal as you slowly start to lose feeling in your arm.

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of feeling an arm...

Zach Davis: Focus Shannan.

GILGAMAX now letting out a warrior cry as he digs his fingers in deeper. Arkham doing what he can to fight out of it as the referee checks on him. Arkham with his right hand now reaching back and he begins hammering away at the hand that's digging into his shoulder. GILGAMAX chooses to release the hold rather than risk a broken finger and Arkham pushes himself up. GILGAMAX tries to catch Arkham from behind but Arkham is ready for him and catches him with an elbow to the face. GILGAMAX is stunned by the blow and Arkham scoops him up and drops him with a running powerslam. Arkham back up to his feet and he looks over to Freddy, almost as if he's looking for some advice. GILGAMAX starts to push himself up to his feet as Arkham turns his attention back to him. Arkham now with a forearm across the back before picking GILGAMAX up for a backbreaker. Arkham holds him up for a few seconds and then drops him straight down across the knee. GILGAMAX grabs his back in pain as Arkham rolls him over for the pin.


GILGAMAX kicks out at one and a half as Arkham again looks to Freddy. Nodding his head, Arkham grabs GILGAMAX by the arm and quickly places him in an armbar. GILGAMAX immediately reaches out for the ropes and is able to grab the bottom one. The referee starts a five count as Arkham refuses to break the hold right away. At four he finally lets go and gets to his feet, but gives GILGAMAX no chance to recover as he begins stomping down on his back. The referee has to step in and push Arkham back before checking on GILGAMAX. GILGAMAX waves off the referee and pulls himself up to his feet as Arkham moves in on him. GILGAMAX catches Arkham in the face with an elbow then follows it up with a second one. Arkham clutching his face as GILGAMAX hits the ropes and comes back with a calf kick to the face.

Zach Davis: What a kick!

Shannan Lerch: Not the face!

Zach Davis: ...

Arkham hits the mat as GILGAMAX looks around at the crowd before dropping on top of Arkham for the pin attempt.



Arkham quickly kicks out at two as GILGAMAX gets to his feet. With Arkham still on the mat GILGAMAX heads for the corner and begins to climb up to the top. With his back turned to Arkham, GILGAMAX never sees Arkham sit up and then push himself up to his feet. GILGAMAX reaches the top rope and leaps off with a moonsault but is caught by Arkham. Arkham now using his strength to throw GILGAMAX up onto his shoulders. Arkham with an airplane spin before dropping GILGAMAX with a TKO.

Zach Davis: Scrambled Dreams!

Arkham now rolling GILGAMAX onto his back as he goes for the pin.




NO! GILGAMAX gets the shoulder up at two and a half as Arkham rolls over into a sitting position. Arkham now looking to Freddy and appears to be pleading with him for help. GILGAMAX is still down on the mat but he's stirring as the referee checks on him. Arkham finally gets it together and gets to his feet. He goes to pull GILGAMAX to his feet when it's GILGAMAX from out of nowhere with a roll up.




NO! Arkham was caught off guard plenty but it wasn't enough for a three count. GILGAMAX now rolling out of the ring as Arkham rolls off of him. Arkham is up to his feet and he starts to go after GILGAMAX but the referee stops him and tells him to stay in the ring. GILGAMAX is outside the ring on one knee, trying to get his bearing about him as Arkham paces in the ring. The referee's ten count reaches six before GILGAMAX pulls himself up onto the apron and starts to enter the ring. Arkham, seeing an opening, goes after him but GILGAMAX catches him with a shoulder to the gut through the ropes. Arkham is doubled over and GILGAMAX enters the ring before rolling up Arkham with a schoolboy.



But again Arkham kicks out as two as GILGAMAX tries to formulate a plan to keep the big man down. GILGAMAX grabbing hold of Arkham's legs and appears to be going for a figure four when Arkham uses his leg strength to shove GILGAMAX off. Arkham trying to get back to his feet but GILGAMAX is right there with forearms to the back, trying to keep Arkham on the mat. With that failing GILGAMAX tries to get Arkham up for The March Of Victory but Arkham drops down behind him. Arkham now getting GILGAMAX in a full nelson before picking him up and slamming him onto the mat. Arkham now dropping down on top of GILGAMAX and he applies a mandible claw. GILGAMAX thrashing about on the mat as the referee checks on him.

Zach Davis: Could this be it for GILGAMAX?

GILGAMAX repeatedly trying to claw at the arms of Arkham to get him to release the hold before finally catching him in the face. Arkham pulls away, clutching his eye as GILGAMAX begins violently coughing from the mandible claw. The referee checks on Arkham, who confuses him for GILGAMAX, and Arkham violently shoves him away. The referee falls backward and hits his head on the mat as Arkham continues to hold his eye.

Shannan Lerch: Somebody help him?

Zach Davis: Help him? Somebody help the referee!

GILGAMAX is able to push himself up to his knees and he sees the referee is down and Arkham is hurting. GILGAMAX now up and he connects with a kick to the back of Arkham's head. Arkham tries to get back up and GILGAMAX kicks him in the head again. Arkham goes down and stays down as GILGAMAX again goes to the corner. He climbs up to the top rope and connects with The Arc Of Triumph. GILGAMAX now rolling Arkham over for the pin attempt when he realizes that the referee is still down. GILGAMAX now going to check on the referee, shaking him to try and snap him out of it. Arkham begins stirring behind GILGAMAX as another referee appears on the stage and runs down the ramp. By the time the new referee slides into the ring, Arkham has himself up to one knee. The new referee goes over to GILGAMAX and tells him that the match is going on. GILGAMAX drops the referee and gets to his feet. HE turns around and he eats a boot to the face from Arkham. GILGAMAX hits the mat but Arkham pulls him right back up to his feet. Arkham now picking up GILGAMAX and he drops him with the Manhattan Project. Arkham with the pin.





Zach Davis: GILGAMAX had this match won but was denied the win due to the referee being out.

Shannan Lerch: Oh quit being such a meanie and just admit that Arkham is great.

Zach Davis: Great? He's good in the ring but he scares the crap out of me. What do you even see in this guy? Wait, why am I even asking that? You've dated Logan and Jay Price, I should be used to your taste in men.

"Bleed For Me" by the Black Label Society hits the speakers as Arkham scoops up Freddy and then takes a seat on the mat. The referee starts to try to raise his arm but Arkham shoves him off. Suddenly the lights in the arena drop as Arkham's music cuts off. When the lights come back on Arkham and Freddy are gone as the referee looks around confused. We then head to commercial.

Grave Dancer/Voodoo vs Emmaleigh Shae/Kira Sakazaki

Emmaleigh steps out onto the stage and drops to one knee, from this position she pulls her rosary from her boots and does the first few counts, before kissing the crucifix and raising it to the sky, then slides it back into her boot and stands with her arms folded as she surveys the crowd.

Whilst this is happening, her entrance music is proceeded by Psalm 26:4 read in her own heavy Irish lilt.

As Pour some sugar on me hits, a small fog rolls down the side of the ramp and she then walks slowly and with purpose to the ring, making eye contact with not a single fan as they boo her approach. As she jumps over the top rope and lands in the ring she throws her arms out and leans her head back in the style of a cross, before dropping her hands down and stretching out, waiting as her partner makes her entrance.

Beginner by VSK hits and Kira Sakazaki sprints full speed to the ring! He slides in and plays to the fans. As he walks over and stands next to his partner.

The lights go out in the arena. There is a fire that lights in the form of a circle. “blood” by Jim Johnston plays (Brood theme) as it starts another fire lights in the circle and it lights a “V.” The lights come on and Voodoo is seen sitting in front of the fire. He stands up and starts to walk down to the ring. He stops at the end of the ring and turns around and starts moving his hands. He begins chanting a spell and the fires start to rise above the ramp. He jumps onto the ring apron and waits for his partner.

The lights in the arena dim once again as 'It's time for War' by LLCOOLJ begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron. Angel Fyre steps through the curtains with a microphone in her hands.

Angel Fyre: You people should have listened when you were warned. Instead you and everyone else is going to have to pay the price. In the book of Revelation it states "Here is wisdom, Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast. His number is Six Hundred, Three Score, And Six." His name is, The Night Rider!

Pyrotechnics explode along the runway as Night Rider steps out from behind the curtains. Angel Fyre leads him to the ring as he points at his opponents and runs his thumb across his throat.

Shannan Lerch: It sure is good to see Night Rider back. I still miss Hank Lane though.

Zach Davis: No, You just miss his mustache!

Shannan Lerch: Anyway, Getting back to this match-up. The ref is about to ring the bell now that he has it down to one person from each team. Kira and Voodoo start for their teams.

As the bell rings Voodoo rushes in towards Kira who jumps and spins connecting with kick to the face that sends Voodoo backwards. Kira grabs Voodoo and sends him into the opposite turnbuckle. Voodoo hits with a thud as Kira quickly follows in with a dropkick that almost sends both of them out of the ring. Kira grabs the ropes at the last second with his hands and powers himself back over as Angel Fyre helps Voodoo back into the ring.

Kira picks up Voodoo and throws him into the ropes. As Voodoo hits the ropes on the opposite side Night Rider slaps him on the hand and jumps into the ring. He catches Kira coming after Voodoo and hits him with a clothesline that sends him to the mat. Night Rider goes for a quick cover that is broken up by Emmaleigh Shae. As the ref forces her out of the ring Night Rider picks up Kira and throws him out onto the arena floor.

Zach Davis: Things don't look very good for Kira right now.

Shannan Lerch: Night Rider is climbing to the top rope. This is going to hurt.

Night Rider leaps from the top rope and connects with the steel railing as Kira rolls out of the way at the last second. Kira gets to his feet and begins walking slowly towards the ring. Night Rider begins stirring and getting to his knees as blood trickles from his forehead. He wipes it with his hands and smiles as gets to his feet. He pounds himself in the forehead with his fist and points at Kira and laughs. Night Rider climbs into the ring as Kira tags in Emmaleigh Shae. Shea kicks Night Rider in the gut and hits him with a snap DDT, Further opening the cut on his forehead. Shae goes for the cover but Night Rider powers out before the ref can even get into position.

Shannan Lerch: There's still a lot of fight left in Night Rider!

Zach Davis: You more than anyone else should know that.

Shannan Lerch: What's wrong, You Jealous?

Emmaleigh Shae picks up Night Rider and slams him back down onto the mat, Following it up with a knee drop onto the bloody forehead. Shae goes for the cover as the ref slides into position.




No, Voodoo jumps from the top rope and hits Shae with an Axe Handle breaking the pin. Then quickly slides out of the ring. Suddenly in the distance Terry Roberts can be seen watching the bout with some interest as Night Rider gets to his feet and hits Emmaleigh Shae with a powerful clothesline before picking her up and carrying her over to the corner. He hooks her legs over the top turnbuckle and runs to the opposite side. He rushes in as the ref attempts to undo her and slams into both of them. Night Rider quickly backs off as the ref rolls onto the ropes and out of the ring. Shae collapses to the mat in the corner. Night Rider picks her up and slams her down in the middle of the ring. Night Rider connects with a Leg Drop and then climbs to the top rope just as the ref is able to get back in the ring. Night Rider leaps from the top rope and connects with a powerful frog splash. He hooks the leg as the ref slides into position. No, Night Rider picks her up and shakes his head no. Night Rider slams her down to the mat and walks over to Voodoo and tags him in.

Shannan Lerch: Now wasn't that nice of Night Rider to let Voodoo get the win here?

Zach Davis: I wouldn't be so sure it's over just yet.

Voodoo hits Shae with a knee drop and goes for the cover. He hooks the leg as Kira enters the ring to break it up. The ref runs Kira out of the ring and is finally able to make the count.



No, Shae kicks out! Voodoo picks up Shae and sends her flying into the corner. However, she jumps onto the top. Voodoo runs at her and she kicks him away. As he turns around she flies off the top...

Shannan Lerch: CLOVER'S KISS!

Shae quickly pins Voodoo!




Zach Davis: Sakazaki and Shae pick up the victory!

The crowd starts to murmur as several Gathering members have been spotted.

Zach Davis: The Gathering!! That means...

Shannan Lerch: Yes, absolutely!! It means Oblivion is around.

Zach Davis: Ladies and gentlemen, Oblivion and Gravedancer have had a storied past. They were once together in the original AoD, when Gravedancer was once Night Rider. When Gravedancer was bringing back AoD, he asked Oblivion to join and The Monster refused, that set off a rivalry between the two. Now, it looks as if Oblivion is about to make an appearance...

Some, of the crowd, begin to cheer once the lovely and beautiful half naked Vixens appear.

Shannan Lerch: The Gathering and now The Vixens... oh yeah, Oblivion is around!!

Zach Davis: What the hell?!? Two of the Gathering are on the ring apron, on opposite sides!!

Shannan Lerch: And there are two Vixens, including Melissa who are standing on the other two sides of the ring apron. Stanley Moser looks confused!!


Oblivion jumps over the security railing and runs quickly over to the ring and slides into the ring.


Oblivion stomps down with IT's boot into the mid-section. Places them on IT's shoulder with a fireman's carry. Oblivion knocks their feet on IT's left shoulder and....


...into a cutter!!

Zach Davis: 5150!!! OH MY GOD A 5150!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion DID do it!! The Monster said he would do it, but who would of thunk The Monster would nail..... Kira Sakazaki!!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion just helped out Night Rider!! WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL?!?! I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion and IT's "children" are just walking away.

Oblivion, The Gathering, and The Vixen are walking backwards, up the entrance ramp watching their dirty handy work.

Zach Davis: Holy shit, Shannan!!

Shannan Lerch: Zach!!!

Zach Davis: I know... I know!! But, holy moly. For weeks now, Oblivion and Gravedancer were supposed to be at war with each other!! What does this mean?! Did Gravedancer asked Oblivion to do this?

Shannan Lerch: There is NO-O-O-O way Gravedancer asked Oblivion to help!! Gravedancer is still pissed at Oblivion for refusing to join AoD!! I guess we will have to wait and see what happens next, between these two.

The Tokyo Dome is in shock on what they just witnessed...

Odin Balfore vs Jonathan Jakobs

Zach Davis: And now for Odin Balfore versus Jonathan Jakobs!

All of the lights in the arena dim simultaneously... Next, a massive pulsing light pierces through the vicinity as a barrage of pyrotechnics erupt. Smoke pours from the stage in the midst of various colors & hues. "Rich As Fuck" by Lil' Wayne featuring 2 Chainz pumps from the speakers as Jonathan Jakobs emerges from behind the curtains. He briefly stops and places his right fist in the air, the crowd boos in utter disgust. Jonathan strides down to the ring as he exchanges high-fives with a few of the fans. He climbs the steps & enters the ring. He stands in the corner and awaits his opponent.

Shannan Lerch: Jakobs is a former tag partner of Eric Price and a star member of EPPW's administrative team... Odin came out as a very pro-WCF, anti-EPPW force recently, and he'll want to make a statement here tonight.

“ With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!

The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist...

Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.

Crowd: The battle is.. already won!

Odin stares down his opponent as he waits for the match to get underway.

Zach Davis: Here we go!

The bell sounds and Odin runs towards Jakobs, crashing into him and pummeling him with blows. Jakobs tries to block them, but mostly to no avail. Odin throws Jakobs across the ring and hits him with a Big Boot!

Shannan Lerch: Odin Balfore, exploding right out of the gate here!

Zach Davis: As you mentioned earlier, he wants to make a statement.

Jakobs stumbles back up and Odin Headbutts him, again sending him reeling. Odin grabs him and throws him to the ropes again, this time grabbing him and putting him into a Bearhug.

Shannan Lerch: Odin, wearing Jakobs down now, squeezing the life out of him.

However, Jakobs is able to work his arms out and clap them against Odin's head. This breaks the bearhug up. Jakobs then manages to hit a Skull Crushing Finale!

Zach Davis: The crowd boos! It's rare to see them on the side of Odin.

"DUB SEE EFF! DUB SEE EFF!" chants ring throughout the arena, mixed with booing as Jakobs stomps away at Odin. Jakobs then quickly climbs to the top.

Shannan Lerch: High risk here.. what's he gonna do?

Jakobs flies off the top with a Diving Headbutt!, and he hits it! He then quickly gets on top of Odin and pins him.



No!, Odin powers out. Jakobs rolls away and goes to strike Odin again, but Odin blocks him as he begins to get up. Odin reaches his feet and is trading blows with Jakobs now. Jakobs goes for a wild swing but Odin ducks it, ending up behind him; Odin grapples and goes for a huge German Suplex, hitting it!

Zach Davis: Great reversal!

Odin gets to his feet and readies his fist.

Shannan Lerch: He's going for his knockout punch!

Jakobs stumbles to his feet, turns around, Odin swings!.. no, Jakobs ducks it! Jakobs grabs him for a Twist of Fate!

Zach Davis: Rings of Fire!

No!, Odin shoves Jakobs off before he can hit it! Jakobs hits the ropes, bounces back, and Odin catches him in a Powerslam!

Shannan Lerch: LAWMAKER! Odin hits one of his big moves!

This results in a pin!



No!, Jakobs kicks out!

Zach Davis: I'd imagine Eric Price wouldn't be too pleased if Jakobs lost, so this is quite the important match to him.

Odin isn't done, of course. He begins to put Jakobs into the Maverick's Whim, but Jakobs does everything he can to fight out of it.. including hitting Odin with a low blow when the referee isn't looking!

Zach Davis: My least favorite move in wrestling right there, the great equalizer.

Jakobs gets up and throws Odin to the corner. Odin hits hard, and Jakobs grapples his head, climbing on top... Tornado DDT!

Shannan Lerch: Welp, Jakobs is firmly back in control! Thanks to a low blow, but that's how EPPW operates, I suppose.

Jakobs backs off and waits for Odin to get to his feet...

Zach Davis: Here comes Blood Money!

Jakobs flies off the top... HE HITS IT! He goes for the pin!


Shannan Lerch: No! Odin kicks out!

But uh.. the referee has already called for the bell.

Zach Davis: Um.. that was an EXTREMELY fast count. It was close, but I've seen a lot of matches, and I'm pretty sure Odin kicked out before what should've been the three count there.

The referee is smiling broadly as he raises Jonathan Jakobs' arm high in the air. Bobby Cairo is in the ring and he shakes Jonathan Jakobs' hand too, as well as the hand of the referee.

Shannan Lerch: I think we had a crooked referee in this match!

Zach Davis: And hey, aren't Bobby Cairo and Odin Balfore friends?

Shannan Lerch: Uh, yeah, I'm not too clear on that either. Let's not talk about it.

Either way, Jakobs and Cairo leave the ring. Odin stumbles to his feet, rage in his eyes, looking towards the ref.

Zach Davis: Uh oh. Wouldn't want to be the ref right about now!

Odin grabs the ref by the throat and the fans cheer as he lifts him up and takes him down into a Backbreaker!


Zach Davis: Crooked refs get stitches.

The fans cheer Odin as he raises one arm in the air and leaves the ring.

Ana Valentine/Steve Orbit In The Lockerroom

Ana Valentine and Steve Orbit are backstage in Ana’s locker room. As you would expect, it’s not quite as lavish as the ones she claims at Slam and PPV’s, but it’s still above the usual expected level... Which fits well with both their tastes. They are comfortably together again, Orbit is sat in a chair slightly to the side and Ana is sat in front of him, on the floor, stretching out her legs, tape lies to the side, but she hasn’t taped up her hands yet. Ana glances up at Orbit and smiles softly.

Ana Valentine: Thanks for being here tonight... It’s still a little weird y’know, doing things alone again.

Steve Orbit: Ana, you’re not on your own...

Ana nods slightly as Orbit smiles, after a few seconds, he drops the smile, he looks down at Ana once more. Noticing the shift in mood she sits up straighter and looks at him with soft eyes, cocking her head to the side.

Ana Valentine: After all that’s happened... I’m just glad that you and I came out of this Steve, I honestly couldn’t have hoped for a better outcome after what Sarah did...

Steve Orbit: Let me level with you Ana... After Waylon and then Sarah.. I didn’t think i’d want to work with someone again. I didn’t think I could ever trust someone like that again, you follow? Like, put my career, myself in someone else’s hands. But you... you’re kinda special... All rough around the edges and shit but on the inside, baby you have the soul and drive of a champion...

Ana laughs in a shy way, and then looks at Orbit again. She sighs slightly and leans forward, resting her chin on her knees, she grabs her legs around the front, her hands filling the small gap between them.

Ana Valentine: Fuck them.

Orbit laughs loudly, at the unexpected words coming out of Ana’s mouth.

Ana Valentine: I am serious Steve... Fuck. Them. They didn’t know a good thing when they had it and their loss is my gain... YOU should be holding that title around your waist, not Sarah fucking Twilight and I, personally, couldn’t be happier than to have someone in my corner with the knowledge and skill that you posess.... So yeah, FUCK THEM!

They both laugh this time and Orbit nods slowly, he stands up and holds out a hand to Ana, she grabs it and he pulls her to her feet, they share a brief hug and then break apart, he points to the tape on the floor.

Steve Orbit: Now tape up... We have some ass to kick....

People's Title Match
Tek vs Steeltoe Joe

The lights go out in the arena and then Blue lights turn on and smoke fills the entrance stage and ramp. Then “Bodies” plays and a Tek comes out to the stage. He walks to the ring as the smoke fills the way to the ring. Tek gets in the ring and stands on a turnbuckle and runs his hands though his hair and then gets off the turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: And now we have a match for the EPPW People’s Title.

Shannan Lerch: That’s right as Steeltoe Joe will defend his title tonight against the man whom he turned his back against two months ago, Tek!

The Arena Goes Dark, and then all simultaneously “Radioactive” By Imagine Dragons begins to play through the audio systems. The Entrance Gate area and Stage begin to flicker with White lights and neon blue flashes mixed in the flickers. Fog fills the gate area as Steeltoe Joe comes walking out of the midst of the Fog. Joe looks around at all the fans who once cheered him... Booing him as loud as they can. You can tell there is no longer any love for the "People's Pastor." Joe walks slowly and meticulously down the ramp, he jumps up and down like he is loosening up for his match. He steps up the ring steps and then climbs the turnbuckle closest to him. Joe points to the sky and then raises his arms in victory. Joe then jumps down and poses his massive muscles to the camera as he pulls on the ring rope, stretching for his match.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall and it is for the EPPW People’s Championship. Introducing first, the challenger, from Santa Monica, CA, standing at 6’ 2”, weighing in at 225 lbs., he is “The Cold Blooded” Tek.

Crowd cheers for Tek

Zach Davis: And the people behind Tek as they for sure hate Steeltoe Joe!

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Stockton, CA standing at 6’ 5”, weighing in at 272 pounds, he is the EPPW People’s Champion, “The Holy Flame” Steeltoe Joe!

Crowd boos loudly

Zach Davis: And the fans really hate Steeltoe Joe here tonight, no surprise due to him turning his back on them two months ago to join Satan himself. Not to mention this man who absolutely hates him as well, he turned his back on him, they were practically brothers!

Shannan Lerch: Please, he’s a great People’s Champion.

Bell rings

Shannan Lerch: And we have STJ and Tek approach either immediately and STJ immediately slaps the taste out of Tek’s face.

Zach Davis: STJ looking to assert himself from the get go in this match up. And Tek is not going to take it as he just smiles but surprises STJ with a DDT.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, this early into the matchup and cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: But a kickout from STJ. Looks like Tek wanted to end this matchup quickly and get STJ out of the way. STJ however I don’t think is going to allow this as he has a loss to avenge from last week.

As STJ is down from the DDT and looks almost out, Tek decides to go up to the top rope to try for a Swan Dive Headbutt.

Zach Davis: And looks like Tek is going to up high here, taking a risk. I don’t know about this. The crowd is in awe here.

Shannan Lerch: And he connects with STJ but can he take advantage. Tek rolls over and cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And no, STJ kicks out. Tek looking to put STJ away very early in this match up as STJ is still kind of out of it. The crowd not happy as Joe has been on everyone’s hit list for a while now.

Crowd: You sold out! You sold out! You sold out!

STJ slowly gets up and goes to the corner of the ring. Look of surprise on his face. He raises his hand up for the crowd and they boo him as loudly as they can.

Shannan Lerch: These people don’t show him the respect he so richly deserves. But Tek is now running toward STJ, going to try and clothesline him in the corner here.

Zach Davis: STJ just turning around and barely avoid being hit by Tek as Tek gets a face full of turnbuckle. STJ quickly takes advantage and he locks in at the waist, a suplex to Tek! Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And Tek barely kicks out of that one. A strong showing from STJ in the early going of this match. He definitely wants the win but more than that, he wants to prove to Tek that last week was a fluke.

Shannan Lerch: Normally, I don’t agree with whatever you say but you have a good point there.

Zach Davis: Tek is still down right now as STJ is getting up, he’s grabbing Tek by the head and is applying a neck lock to him. He’s really trying to wear Tek down here.

Shannan Lerch: And Tek appears to slowly be fading. Look at his face, it’s almost purple. The referee now checking on him.

Zach Davis: Lifting his arm and no, Tek is still in this! He’s hanging on here. Elbow to STJ, and another elbow to the gut of STJ here as he’s forced to break the hold. Tek dragging himself as fast as he can to the ropes for leverage.

Shannan Lerch: And Tek now getting himself up as he looks to be on the attack. He goes after STJ but oh no, STJ lowers the ropes and Tek goes over. And now a grin on the face of STJ.

STJ raises his hand with a grin on his face here as Tek is down on the outside.

Zach Davis: The crowd is solidly against Joe here as he is dominating this matchup currently.

Shannan Lerch: Both men have been very resilient thus far but STJ really has had a better showing tonight.

Referee: 1.

Shannan Lerch: I think STJ wants to send a clear message to the Big Time Jerks by beating the hell out of Tek here tonight.

Referee: 2.

Zach Davis: Tek regrouping and he’s back in the ring. STJ now landing an elbow to Tek in the gut over and over trying to wear him down and Tek has not really been able to get almost any offense in this matchup. STJ really continuing to take it to Tek here and looks like he’s grabbing him by the torso to set him up for the Steel-Mill.

Shannan Lerch: But Tek knows it’s coming, he’s fighting back and manages to power out and push STJ away toward the ropes. STJ coming back however and grabbing the torso again, STJ elbows Tek in the gut this time and turns him around and the Steel-Mill is now locked in on Tek.

Zach Davis: Tek in tremendous pain here but he manages to push STJ away by elbowing him and then manages to get to the bottom rope. The referee the instructs STJ to keep his distance.

Referee: 1. 2. 3. 4.

Zach Davis: And STJ finally backs off just barely before a count of 5, he needs to be careful to not disqualify himself here otherwise he will not be able to attain a win here tonight.

Shannan Lerch: I think STJ is trying to do the damage to Tek as much as he can here as he really craves that win.

Zach Davis: Tek recovering here as the referee forces STJ to step back. Tek is getting up and STJ is trying to sneak by but Tek meets him first with a hit right to the face. STJ responds with another strike to Tek’s face. These men trading blows here, one after the other and it looks like Tek is getting the upper hand here. And STJ is a bit out of it here. Tek grabs STJ and bam, DDT, nails another DDT on STJ.

Shannan Lerch: Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And STJ manages to get his shoulder up. This has been a one sided contest so far but Tek showing why he is a strong competitor!

Shannan Lerch: Tek really being pushed to his limit.

Zach Davis: Joe is really pushing Tek to the limit here but at the same time, Tek proving himself to be a hell of a competitor.

Shannan Lerch: The Holy Flame is on a roll.

Zach Davis: And Tek is going to try and finish STJ off. STJ is down on the mat, Tek waiting for STJ to get back to a vertical base to set him up for “Out Cold!”

Shannan Lerch: Tek going for it and wait, STJ dodges it! He manages to avoid being hoisted up.

Zach Davis: Looks like he’s going for the Baptism as he grabs Tek and YES, he manages to connect!

Shannan Lerch: Yes! And is he going for the cover, yes!

1 ..

2 ..


Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and still the EPPW People’s Champion, “The Holy Flame”, Steeltoe Joe!

Shannan Lerch: And STJ getting a win for himself and remaining the EPPW People’s Champion, this crowd however is not happy.

Zach Davis: Admittedly, he earned this victory tonight but this crowd certainly letting him have it as you can hear the overwhelming boos for him but fact remains, he is still the People’s Champion here in this company.

John Gobble/Eric Price Segment

Fades in with John Gobble standing outside Eric Price's office. He knocks, waits a second then knocks louder.

John Gobble: C'mon Eric! I know you are in there!

John knocks even louder.

Eric Price: Jesus fucking Christ, what could be so damn important.

Eric swings open the door. He rolls his eyes.

Eric Price: Oh, it's you...

John Gobble: Damn right it's me! Cheetah Fighter is no longer a Television champion. I want my match with him now!!!

Eric sighs.

Eric Price: Look, there's two things. One...

John Gobble: Another clause?

Eric Price: Another Clause...

John Gobble: Damn, I really should read things before I sign them...

Eric Price: Anyways. It is the "The 'Roseanne' Clause A.K.A. The 'Wings' Clause A.K.A. The 'Tosh.0' A.K.A. The 'I Hate Reruns'" Clause. It prevents two former Television champions from facing each other within the same season they both lost the title.

John Gobble: These Clauses seem awfully specific...

Eric Price: ...Anyways, you would have to wait until Fall to get your rematch...

John Gobble: BUKAW! But Fall is award season! I need a clear schedule so I can go and accept all them awards.

Eric Price: Will you let me finish?!?

John Gobble: Fine...

Eric Price: You would have to wait until Fall, UNLESS...both of you consent to the match.

John Gobble: No Problem. I am sure he won't mind, I'll go ask him now...

Eric Price: See, that is where problem two comes in...Cheetah Fighter is no longer working for us.

John Gobble: WHAT?!? No, that can't be true! What the hell, man?!? I need this match. I feel like I am losing my mind here...*gobble gobble*

Eric Price: Yeaaahhh...Don't know what to tell ya...I could set up an appointment for you with RVN if you want...

John Gobble: REHAB?!? No, never. It would be on tabloids everywhere! I would be ruined!

Eric Price: As opposed to now?

John Gobble: I guess I have to do everything myself! *buk buk*

John turns away and struts off flapping his arms and bobbing his head.

Eric Price: That guy isn't right in the head...

Eric closes the door.

Television Title Match
The Polar Phantasm vs Lilith

Zach Davis: In the past two weeks, we’ve crowned two new TV Champions, a rarity in and of itself. And tonight the title is on the line again and many are speculating yet another title change will take place but it remains to be seen.

Shannan Lerch: Don’t know how it happened, in fact I still can’t believe it.

"Two Months Off" by Underworld begins playing over the loudspeakers as two white spotlights train on the entrance. The curtain parts... and out comes the Polar Phantasm. He slaps a few audience members' hands on his way through the arena, then slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Polar takes a quick look around the crowd... and then stares down (waits patiently for) his opponent.

Zach Davis: And this is familiar terrirory for The Polar Phantasm except now a title is on the line but will the outcome be any different?

The house lights go down as a thick smoke begins to spread throughout the arena. "Dark Seduction" blasts though the PA system as the crowd stand to their feet giving off a mixed reaction.

Zach Davis: And here comes our … deluded, obviously delirious TV Champion who clearly has some mental issues.

Shannan Lerch: Some issues, last week she was Sunnie Rainbows and playing with teddy bears, this week she’s Lilith but still has teddy bears, it makes no sense.

Lilith stands at the top of the entrance ramp taking in the cheers and jeers, neither of which appear to bother her. She slowly makes her way down the ramp, stopping and taunting in the middle of the smoke. One of the audience members tries to give Lilith a high five, but Lilith charges at the man causing him to fall backwards. A powerful wave of boos hit her as she begins to yell at the crowd whilst continuing to walk down to the ring. The crowd continue to boo and hiss her as she climbs onto the ring apron, but Lilith is completely oblivious to the crowd and just stares blankly out into the open with her cold dead eyes. She slowly climbs up the turnbuckle and taunts as a wave of boos hit her, but still oblivious she slowly gets down off the turnbuckle and flex's a little bit waiting for the officials to ring the bell.

Kyle Steel: The following contest is set for one fall and is for the WCF Television Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, from standing at 6’ 1”, weighing in at 239 lbs., from New Antarctica, Nevada, he is The Polar Phantasm!

Shannan Lerch: The crowd certainly loving the founding member and leader of Cryogenix, The Polar Phantasm!

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from The Netherworld...weighing in at one hundred and thirty two pounds .... she is the EPPW Television Champion, LILITH!!!

Zach Davis: And the crowd giving a mixed reaction to the TV Champion who is going by Lilith again this week.

Shannan Lerch: Lilith again … and people told me I have problems.

Zach Davis: We’re not here to talk about your nonsense … oh lady Shannan. Let’s just say you have a reputation at the green door.

Shannan Lerch: Oh shut up! Besides, how do you know about that place?

Zach Davis: I … well, anyway, this match is getting underway. Polar Phantasm and our TV Champion Lilith approach each other in the middle of the ring as the bell rings and Lilith with all the confidence in the world quickly slaps the taste out of Phantasm’s mouth.

Shannan Lerch: She’s rather confident for a rookie isn’t she?

Zach Davis: Not a wise move in my view to start this matchup. And Phantasm is not going to take it as he just smiles but surprises Lilith with a snap DDT.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, this early into the matchup and cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: But a kickout from Lilith. Looks like Phantasm wanted to end this matchup quickly and get Lilith out of the way. But with the Television Championship on the line, I doubt Lilith is going to allow this match to go easily.

As Lilith is down from the DDT and looks almost out, Phantasm decides to go up to the top rope to try for a Swan Dive Headbutt.

Zach Davis: And looks like Phantasm is going to up high here, taking a risk. I don’t know about this. The crowd completely behind him.

Crowd: Polar! Polar! Polar!

Shannan Lerch: And he connects with Lilith but can he take advantage. Phantasm rolls over and cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And no, Lilith kicks out. Phantasm looking to put Lilith away very early in this match up as Lilith is still kind of out of it.

Lilith slowly gets up and goes to the corner of the ring. Look of surprise on his face. He decides to step out of the ring to take a breather.

Shannan Lerch: Smart, she’s taking a break.

Zach Davis: The ref starting his count.

Referee: 1.

Zach Davis: But I don’t think Phantasm is going to put up with any of Lilith’s antics here tonight. Lilith is taunting the crowd here but she has her attention away from the match as the referee continues to count.

Referee: 2.

Shannan Lerch: But Phantasm is now on the top turnbuckle, he’s climbed up and he goes for it.

Zach Davis: Lilith just turning around but too late as Phantasm nails another Swan Dive headbutt on Lilith. Both competitors down now outside the ring as the referee is looking at the carnage right now and restarts his count.

Referee: 1.

Shannan Lerch: Phantasm taking a high risk move but it could very well pay off. As Phantasm is starting to regroup here, he grabs Lilith and throws her back in the ring. Phantasm slides back in and cover on Lilith.

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And Lilith barely kicks out of that one. Phantasm definitely is taking it to the Television Champion here tonight and showing her exactly why he is the veteran and she is the rookie. I think Lilith didn’t learn from her last match with him.

Shannan Lerch: Normally, I don’t agree with whatever you say but you have a good point there.

Zach Davis: Lilith is still down right now as Phantasm is getting up, he’s grabbing Lilith by the head and is applying a neck lock to her. He’s really trying to wear Lilith down here.

Shannan Lerch: And Lilith appears to slowly be fading. Look at her face, it’s almost purple. The referee now checking on him.

Zach Davis: Lifting his arm and no, Lilith is still in this! He’s hanging on here. Elbow to Phantasm, and another elbow to the gut of Phantasm here as he’s forced to break the hold. Lilith dragging herself as fast as she can to the ropes for leverage.

Shannan Lerch: And Lilith now getting herself up as Phantasm looks to be on the attack. He goes after Lilith but oh no, Lilith lowers the ropes and Phantasm goes over. And now a smirk on the face of Lilith.

Lilith raises her hand with a smirk on his face here as Phantasm is down on the outside.

Crowd: You are crazy! You are crazy! You are crazy!

Zach Davis: Lilith’s smirk turns into a sick and psychotic laugh as she seems to feed on the negative energy of this crowd.

Referee: 1.

Shannan Lerch: I think Lilith is really letting the crowd get to her. She needs to focus on defending her title.

Referee: 2.

Zach Davis: Phantasm regrouping and he’s back in the ring. Lilith now stomping Phantasm in the gut over and over trying to wear him down as she has not been able to get any offense in until this point in the matchup. Lilith really taking the wind out of Phantasm here and looks like she’s grabbing his legs and she wants to set him up for a sharpshooter!

Shannan Lerch: But Phantasm knows it’s coming, he’s fighting back and manages to kick Lilith away toward the ropes. Lilith coming back however and grabbing the legs again, Lilith kicks Phantasm in the gut this time and turns him around and sharpshooter is now locked in on Phantasm.

Zach Davis: Phantasm in tremendous pain here but he manages to get to the bottom rope. Referee instructing Lilith to break the hold here.

Referee: 1. 2. 3. 4.

Zach Davis: And Lilith breaks the hold just barely before a count of 5, she needs to be careful to not disqualify herself here as she could cost herself the title.

Shannan Lerch: She’s simply using the rules to her advantage. Although I think Lilith wants out as she’s not in a stable mental state tonight … or ever for that matter.

Zach Davis: Phantasm recovering here as the referee forces Lilith to step back. Phantasm is getting up and Lilith is trying to sneak by but Phantasm meets him first with a hit right to the face. Lilith responds with another strike to Phantasm’s face. These two competitors trading blows here, one after the other and it looks like Phantasm is getting the upper hand here. And Lilith is now almost out of it. Phantasm grabs Lilith and bam, DDT, nails another DDT on Lilith.

Shannan Lerch: Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And Lilith barely managing to get her shoulder up. What a close combat this has been thus far, many near falls and both competitors really pushing themselves here.

Shannan Lerch: Lilith really being pushed here yet again. This rematch between these two is even better than their original match.

Zach Davis: Yes, but Phantasm is showing why he leads Cryogenix and why he is as good as he says he is. And Phantasm is going to try and finish Lilith off. Lilith is down on the mat. Phantasm is going to get her up and set her up for the Ice Cap! Is he going to be able to pull it off?!

Shannan Lerch: The crowd completely behind Phantasm here tonight and Phantasm hits the Ice Cap! Ouch, that has to be it! Here we go, new WCF Television Champion!

1 ..

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Zach Davis: Yes yes! He did it, we have a new WCF Television Champion! Lilith … Sunnie Rainbows, whoever she is lost the title and we have our new champion The Polar Phantasm!

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen your winner and NEW WCF Television Champion, The Polar Phantasm.

Shannan Lerch: And The Polar Phantasm celebrating by getting up to the top rope as Lilith is screaming at the referee over this decision. She can’t accept the loss.

Zach Davis: Who cares! This is The Polar Phantasm’s moment and he should have it. Congratulations Polar and I hope you bring it to EPPW! Oh wait a minute, what is this now?

Eric Price comes out to the top of the entrance stage and smirks a bit and golf claps at Polar’s victory.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, what a magnanimous gesture by the owner, chairman, and CIO of EPPW, Mr. Eric Price applauding for the Polar Phantasm becoming the TV Champion!

Zach Davis: This is a token gesture for sure. The battle lines have been drawn as the two respectively leaders of Bravado and Cryogenix look at each other intently, the battle lines have indeed been drawn and it’ll be anyone’s guess what’s coming up with these two at the helm. All I know is thanks to Cryogenix, we have restored to our WCF and yes, I said WCF faithful as we weather the nightmare that is EPPW!

Hardcore Title Match
Denise D'Evil vs Oblivion

The house lights go down, as a red lights go over the crowd. Two balls of fire come down from the rafters and hit the stage setting it ablaze. "Thunder Horse" by Dethklok begins to play, as the sound of a whinning horse is heard from within the flames. As the flames die down there in the centerof the stage is a woman dressed in black mounted on a black horse. She taps the horse lightly and it goes into a light canter, as the flames roll down either side of the ramp way. When she reaches the ring she pulls back in the reigns, and dismounts, handing the reigns off to a stage hand to take the horse backstage. She climbs the stairs and enters the ring, removing the long cloak that is around her shoulders and awaits her opponent.

The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed WCF Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and some of the crowd is cheering. While, the rest, of the crowd are booing. "Breathe" by Prodigy begins to play. The bass like synth begin to blare out. 14 seconds later the drums come through...


Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 305 pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!

The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lazers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. 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.


Shannan Lerch: Speaking of "holy Hell" here comes Oblivion.

Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out, with the lovely Vixens skipping behind The Monster. The gathering are already scattered throughout the crowd. There are some scattered screams throughout the crowd. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.

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...

Zach Davis: Look at Oblivion!

The Monster thrusts out IT's massive right arm, pushing the cameraman several feet away.

Shannan Lerch: That was NOT necessary!! What did that cameraman do to Oblivion?!?!

Zach Davis: He got in The God of Insanity's way!!

Shannan Lerch: No excuse!!

Zach Davis: Now, that Oblivion has gone past through that whole religious phase, maybe now this Monster of a beast of a man can continue to tear into the competition!!

The Vixens continue to skip around the ring, as The Gathering slowly comes down to the ring, through the crowd. Strobe lights continue to flash.

Zach Davis: I STILL hope, Oblivion doesn't end up as a false prophet. Then the Arena slightly shakes, as the sound of thunder rumbles and as mock lightning flash. The majority, of the crowd, jump.

Shannan Lerch: Like No matter what anyone thinks or says about this... this... nasty nasty individual, Oblivion is STILL a major force to deal with here in the WCF!!

Zach Davis: I agree with you one hundred percent, Shannan!!

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 strike the corners, of the ring. The loud sounds makes everyone jump out of their seats, once again. Some, of the people are scared out of their minds. Shannan looks down and sees Zach hiding under the commentary table.

Shannan Lerch: for crying out loud. Quit being such a big baby, Zach!! Get up here and sit!! DO YOUR DAMN JOB!!

Zach Davis: Holy....

Shannan Lerch: Love or hate Oblivion, you DO have to give props to The Monster!!

The lights flicker then... POP!! The strobe lights go out!!

Zach Davis: ....

The lights flicker then... POP!! The strobe lights go out!!

Shannan Lerch: NO!! NO!! NO-O-O-O!!

The lights flicker, then standing in the center of the ring, is Oblivion. The Gathering and The Vixens are kneeling down, with their torsos against the mat, with their arms extended outward, towards Oblivion. Half the crowd is cheering, while the other half of the crowd is booing.

Zach Davis: The WCF Arena is defiantly divided tonight!

Shannan Lerch: They sure are!!

The Gathering and The Vixens slowly leave the ring, as the music fades out. A screeching sound echoes throughout the arena, as four lightning bolts strike each corner.

Zach Davis: Ladies and gentleman.... The God of Insanity.... the Hardcore Champion... OBLIVION!!!

Oblivion stands in his corner, looking across the ring at D'Evil. She glares at him. Neither show any sign of intimidation.

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion rarely shows this much restraint in dealing with his opponents, but D'Evil took him to his limits the last time they fought. He knows he's in for a fight.

They approach each other and without fanfare, begin throwing lefts and rights at one another! The crowd cheers as Oblivion fires off several punches, but Denise takes them and fires back with punches of her own! Neither gives the other an inch, each battling fiercely, until finally the unmatchable strength of Oblivion gives him the advantage. Slowly but surely he presses D'Evil back into a corner and she's unable to defend herself. He kicks her in the midsection, causing her to drop to the ground, and then stomps her repeatedly once she's down. He then grabs her by the leg, pulls her to the middle of the ring, and locks in a Figure Four Leglock.

Zach Davis: Submission applied!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is rarely the submission type, he's more the brawler, usually.. but he knows he needs to take special care in dealing with D'Evil, I think.

Denise isn't worn down enough for the movie to be applied perfectly, however, and quickly reaches the ropes. The referee calls for a break. Oblivion goes to lift Denise up, but she catches him in a Small Package!



No, Oblivion escapes it.

Zach Davis: D'Evil nearly stole it there!

Both wrestlers are to their feet and Oblivion runs at her, going for a Lariat, but she ducks it and then gives him a Dropkick. Oblivion tumbles out of the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Time for the Hardcore rules to come into play! The Deathbringer calls that Dropkick the Dismount.

Oblivion gets back up and turns around towards the ring as D'Evil flies through the ropes, hitting him with a Suicide Dive!

Zach Davis: DAMN! Denise D'Evil is bringing the fight to the Champ here tonight!

She gets back up and quickly grabs a nearby chair. She throws it at the God of Insanity, who barely blocks it with his hands. She grabs him and slams him headfirst into the guardrail. She then grapples him from behind..

Shannan Lerch: She's going for a Tiger Suplex! Devastating to begin with, but when you're on the outside? Deadly.

Oblivion uses his strength to break free, however, and Headbutts her, sending her reeling. He then grabs her legs, dropping her to the ground, and picks her up in a big Swing.... smashing her into the guardrail!

Zach Davis: OOF! Denise D'Evil claims to be immortal, but every time she's in the ring with Oblivion, that belief is tested.

Oblivion then grabs the chair that was used against him and smashes it down onto D'Evil's body. She yells out in pain, which causes Oblivion to grin, and seems to give him strength. He raises the chair and slams it down onto her, over and over. After about a dozen shots he grabs her and puts her in a headlock, taking her over to the entrance ramp.

Shannan Lerch: What now?

Oblivion lifts her and executes a Sitout Gutwrench Powerbomb, into the pin!



NO! Denise kicks out! The crowd can't believe it!

Zach Davis: Denise D'Evil wants that Hardcore Title! She fought Oblivion before and challenged him again... not many in this business would do that.

Her kickout just gives Oblivion more time to inflict pain, so he's not unhappy. He lifts her up and rolls her back into the ring. He then lifts up the ring apron and starts pulling things out from underneath.

Shannan Lerch: Here we go..

First, a table. Then another two chairs. And finally a trash can.

Zach Davis: Who puts these things under there?

Oblivion slides the chair and trashcan into the ring, ignoring the table for now. D'evil has stumbled up but she's woozy. He grabs the trashcan and puts it over her head.

Shannan Lerch: Classic, but not good for the Deathbringer!

Oblivion then grabs the chair and smashes Denise with it, heavily denting the trashcan placed over her! But she won't go down. He smashes her over and over, denting the trashcan every which way. But she won't go down. Slightly annoyed, Oblivion climbs to the top rope.

Zach Davis: Top rope chair shot coming up!

Oblivion jumps off the top, bringing the chair down on Denise, but she instead manages to ram him with the trash can still overtop of her! Oblivion falls down, the chair flying, holding his midsection in pain. D'Evil manages to finally get the dented trashcan off herself, and goes to a corner. She wedges the can inbetween the top and bottom ropes.

Shannan Lerch: What does she have planned?

She turns towards Oblivion, but he's already back to his feet. He tries to irish whip her into the opposite corner, but she holds her ground; she's able to irish whip him instead, towards the corner with the trash can. He stops short of it, turns around, and is hit with a SPEAR from the Deathbringer!, crushing him between herself and the trashcan!

Zach Davis: DAMN!

D'Evil quickly pins IT, hooking IT's leg!



No! Oblivion kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: She almost had him! Very few people can say they've beaten Oblivion, though, and even fewer can say they've done so for the Hardcore Title!

Denise pulls Oblivion a little farther away from the turnbuckle and then climbs to the top...

Zach Davis: Is it time for The Quickening?

She reaches the top, takes a deep breath.. and flies off, hitting Oblivion with her Guillotine Legdrop!


Denise D'Evil quickly pins him, hooking his leg once more!





Indeed, the Hardcore Champion has kicked out!

Shannan Lerch: How can she defeat him!?

Breathing heavily, D'Evil slowly works her way to her feet. She picks Oblivion up and hooks him...

Zach Davis: There Can Be Only One!

But no! Oblivion elbows her several times, breaking free and lifting her onto his shoulders..

Shannan Lerch: 5150! Oblivion hits it!

Oblivion drops D'Evil with his Fireman's Carry Cutter! He then quickly follows up by climbing to the top, like D'Evil had moments before, and flies off..

Zach Davis: OBI-SAULT!






It was so close, but D'Evil managed to get her shoulder up at the very last second! The crowd can't believe it.

Zach Davis: Both of these wrestlers could have had their allies interfere, but thus far they've chosen not to. These are two warriors going into battle and wanting to prove to be the better man. Or woman, that is.

Both Oblivion and D'Evil lay on the mat, panting, breathing heavily. Oblivion rolls out... and grabs the table.

Shannan Lerch: End game is coming. Someone is going to go through that table.

Oblivion slides it into the ring and begins setting it up. D'Evil gets back to her feet and hits him in the back of the head a few times, stopping him in his tracks. She spins him around and hits a Backhand Slap, taking Obi down. She then finishes setting up the table.

Zach Davis: She's looking to put Oblivion through it now..

Again, Denise catches Oblivion for her There Can Be Only One!, but again Oblivion breaks free of it! He hits her with a Snap Suplex, her back hitting the turnbuckle.

Shannan Lerch: So close. Denise D'Evil was so close to victory... but Oblivion made sure that wouldn't happen.

Oblivion is ready to put Denise away for good. He lifts her onto the top turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: He's going for a Top Rope Brainbuster, his Shatter... this isn't good. Shatter through the table!?

Shannan Lerch: That could definitely kill her. Someone's gotta stop this.

Indeed, Oblivion has her up for his Top Rope Brainbuster.. but she fights back, and manages to escape it!, Headbutting Oblivion and causing him to fall off the top. She then gives him a stiff kick in the head, shaking him even more. He stumbles back and leans face first onto the table.

Zach Davis: Oh no...

Denise D'Evil flies off the top and once again hits a Guillotine Legdrop, putting Oblivion through the table!


D'Evil quickly pins Oblivion, rolling on top of him!





The bell sounds as D'Evil's music hits!

Shannan Lerch: Denise D'Evil has defeated The Monster!

The referee hands her the Title as she stands up, slowly, bruised and battered.

Zach Davis: I'm so confused about the war between Oblivion and the Angels of Death... first he helps Night Rider, but now this... when will we get some answers?

Steve Orbit Segment

"Flash Light" by Parliament hits the PA. The crowd starts to go nuts.

Zach Davis: Here comes Steve Orbit-- we've learned he's a member of the new group Cryogenix, and he'll be in action later this evening.

Orbit struts towards the ring in full pimp attire, including a cane.

Shannan Lerch: He looks like a damn clown.

Zach Davis: Yeah? Those shoes probably cost more than your house.

Orbit enters the ring. A ringhand gives him a mic. The crowd is going wild, OR-BIT chants are heard throughout the arena. Orbit absorbs the cheers for a moment, before he starts to speak.

Steve Orbit: Sup Toyko?

Crowd pop.

Steve Orbit: Aight-- let me get this outta the way real quick. You all know... I loooooove me some Asian girls. Nah mean?

Female crowd pop. Several girls shouting "I LOVE YOU!" and screaming.

Steve Orbit: I love all women, you know what I'm sayin'? A lot of people describe me as a manipulator. A user. That I would use a woman as a-- as an object, for my own selfish purposes. I mean, look-- pimpin' and ho-in' done been around since the beginning of time. Since the dawn of mother fuckin' man. It's called the world's oldest profession, because that's what it is. Now, I don't expect anybody to understand the pimp game. It's complicated, it's complex. But the last thing I'ma do, is come out here and disrespect women. It ain't about that, and it ain't never been about that. It's about giving direction, it's about... it's about love, y'all. It's about being there for a woman, who might be going through the roughest time of her life... when nobody else wants nothin' to do with her, when everybody wanna spit on her and call her trash, men like me... we there for her. We love her, and nurse her back to health. That's my word.

The crowd cheers a little bit. They're kinda buying it.

Steve Orbit: That's ok. I don't expect anybody to understand it. It's cool. But let me tell you one quick story-- I knew a girl back in Oakland... let's call her Julie. When I met Julie she was stickin' needles in her arm-- bathin' in puddle water, she weighed about a hundred pounds. She held her pants up with a peice of string, aight? She was half-dead. So I took her in, I got her back on the right track-- she kept hoin' and turnin' tricks, because thats all she knew how to do. But I got her off the smack, I put her on a nutritional diet, I taught her to believe in herself. I taught her to respect herself. If you saw this girl now... she looks like a God damn supermodel. She's got a family, she went back to school, she's got a good job. And if it wasn't for me... and men like me, she'd probably be dead or in jail, because ain't nobody else but a man like me gonna give her the time of day. Straight up.

Orbit begins to pace around the ring.

Steve Orbit: That's just little somethin' I wanted to get off my chest. The reason I'm out here is because, people been askin' me... how did I know about Sarah Twilight? How did I know somethin' was up? It's simple. I can read women. I know what they thinkin' before they even think it. There ain't a bitch on the planet who can get somethin' past a mother fucker like me... no way. Not happenin'. I've dedicated a good part of my life to learning everything there is to know about how a woman operates. I've had every fuckin' scam pulled on me-- man, these women will take advantage of you, they'll eat you alive if you ain't careful. That's how I learned to be careful, and that's how I learned to recognize the signs, the symptoms of when a bitch about go off her nut. And that's why... I didn't know exactly what Sarah was up to, but I knew she was up to somethin'. That's my explanation, and now you know the type of mother fucker I am. A woman can't get nothin' past me. Ever. Have a good night, y'all.

"Flash Light" by Parliament hits the PA again. The crowd cheers as Orbit makes his way towards the back.

Shannan Lerch: Give me a break.

Zach Davis: What? I thought that was an interesting story. Maybe pimps aren't such bad guys after all!

Shannan Lerch: ... Right.

United States Title Match
Eric Price vs FPV

The lights turn to a blood red as the crowd stands up on their feet, as "Ghosts 'n Stuff" hits the P.A and FPV, wearing his signature duster and "C-4" T-Shirt (now available from WCF ShopZone), comes out the curtains. He lifts the WCF US title to a tremendous pop. He plays to the excited crowd like the circus ringmaster, fistbumping furiously along with the crowd and the music, and each fistbump triggers an explosion of black pyro from the stage.

Zach Davis: And here comes the United States Champion!

Shannan Lerch: Don't champions usually come out after the challengers, Zach?

Zach Davis: ...come to think of it, you're right. Wow. How often does THAT happen?

FPV takes the walk down the ramp, slapping fans hands before climbing the steps and on top of the turnbuckles, where he fistbumps one more time, sending one more explosion of pyro throughout the arena. He climbs into the ring and sits in a lotuc position in the corner, waiting for the match to start.

Kyle Steel: The following contest is-

Eric Price (from backstage): Wait, wait one second Mr. Steel...

On the big screen, we see Eric Price backstage ready for his match... but not necessarily awaiting his entrance. He's sitting in a lawn chair backstage drinking what appears to be Gatorade with an umbrella in it. The crowd boos the owner of EPPW... FPV seems unamused.

Eric Price: FPV, I think you might not be ready to face me just yet-

Zach Davis: Oh, come on- what now?

Shannan Lerch: Zach... ixnay on the outingshay at the ossbay.

Zach Davis: Come on, Shannan- you know I don't speak Spanish.

Eric Price: In fact, I think you might need a refresher course in pro wrestling after spending so much time hanging out in a bunker with your new 'friends'. So here's some old friends of yours- MS-13!

Zach Davis: WHAT?!

Sure enough, moments later two tattooed Mexican fellows jump out of the crowd and into the ring.

Zach Davis: FPV is outnumbered 2-to-1 here... and MS-13 presses the advantage! Both men are beating on the US Champion- he catches one of them by the forearm, and takes them over his shoulder with a brutal arm drag! FPV isn't taking this lying down!

Shannan Lerch: That's usually the tack I'd take with a street gang, Zach- if you move too much they'll cut you.

FPV knocks the other MS-13 guy across the ring with a standing dropkick; as the first guy comes after him, Frank just pulls one leg from under him and repeatedly delivers fist drops to the fallen gang member.

Zach Davis: 'I Herd U Liek Fist Drops'!!!

Shannan Lerch: Then U Herd Rite, Son!

FPV begins pressing the advantage now; he slugs the second gang member and grabs him into a painful looking 3/4 Nelson, swiftly dumping the man on his neck with a suplex.


As the first MS-13 guy slumps down and instinctively rolls out of the ring in pain, the second guy hesitates and then steps toward FPV in a desperation grab. FPV steps on his foot roughly, then grabs his arms and twists him into a cobra clutch. Frank catches the crowd's eye- they pop loudly, but some of it sounds like booing? Frank is oblivious as he shouts.


FPV runs away from his opponent while holding the cobra clutch- as he looks up to gauge a landing, he sees Eric Price rushing at him with a folding chair.


Shannan Lerch: And finally, the boss has arrived. Thanks for showing up, boss.

Zach Davis: That master manipulator, Eric Price- he got Franky high on carnage and then jumped him out with a chair- and NOW the match starts, now that Eric Price has already gotten rid of the 'evidence'.

Sure enough, Price tosses the chair out of the ring and signals to Referee Mark Jenkins that the match should begin.

Zach Davis: I wish I could say I was surprised by this-

Shannan Lerch: -well, FPV certainly was. I think THAT was the point.

We hear Eric Price shout something to the ref about being fired for a disqualification, then he turns to a rising Frank Venable and slaps him about the face a few times. FPV sneers and swings back- EP responds to a closed-fist punch with a pair of slaps, then takes a cross to the jaw and drops to one knee. Eric Price gives FPV a low blow, looking to the ref with only an angry pointed finger.

Zach Davis: ...and to any of you just tuning in, welcome to 'Eric Price Pro Wrestling'. Where THIS happens.

Shannan Lerch: I don't question the man who signs my checks-

Zach Davis: Bobby Cairo signs your checks!

Shannan Lerch: And Bobby Cairo is with Eric Price.

FPV struggles to get up as Eric Price taunts him, shouting something like 'where's your robots now', then 'where's your team now'. Price gives the US Champ a snapmare takeover, then bounds off of the ring ropes and nails FPV in the temple with a mafia kick.

Zach Davis: Eric Price is taking the fight to the US Champion here, and enjoying it a bit too much for my tastes...

Shannan Lerch: ...that's the boss!

Zach Davis: My point exactly, Shannan.

Price lifts Frank to his feet and then drops him right back down with a legsweep DDT.

Zach Davis: Here's a cover by Price- and he pulls up at one! He wasn't even trying to pin the US Champion, he's just toying with him.

Shannan Lerch: Or maybe Eric Price was smart enough to realize it wouldn't work, and made a gentleman's decision to continue the match?

Zach Davis: How the hell would you know anything about gentlemen's decisions?

Shannan Lerch: I read a book once, ok?

Zach Davis: ...you mean you saw Mad Men one time- FPV reverses an irish whip, Eric Price with a huge crossbody block!

Eric Price stomps on the US Champion a few times... he gives Frank a minute to get up, then helps him up- up and into another irish whip, that is. This time Eric Price throws FPV into the air and catches him on his descent with a european uppercut, turning to taunt the crowd as he delivers a few half-hearted stomps to his fallen foe.

Eric Price: Look at him, he's nothing! Cryogenix- what a joke!

Zach Davis: And Eric Price, owner *sigh* of this company... has taken to calling out the Phantasm and the rest of FPV's crew.

Shannan Lerch: They'll be lucky if they don't all get fired here tonight!

Zach Davis: ...if they get fired, who'll sell the damn T-shirts? You ever think of that, Shannan? It sure as hell ain't Sarah Twilight these days.

Eric Price signals that it's over- he goes for a vertical suplex, then drops FPV down back-first into a sitout slam.

Zach Davis: FALCON'S ARROW?! Eric Price with the coup de grace- 1...2..no! FPV kicks out at two! The crowd's going wild for the resurging US Champion here, and Eric Price seems none too happy about it!

Shannan Lerch: FPV always did have a strong second wind, Zach-

Zach Davis: -oh no. Please don't tell me you...

Shannan Lerch: It was either him or his DJ friend... or maybe one of the Seattle Seahawks. That was a strange party.

The US Champion still seems dazed as Eric Price gives him an angry irish whip... but moments later as he rebounds from the ropes, FPV seems quite awake as he slams Eric Price to the mat with a clothesline.


Zach Davis: And here comes the United States Champion! FPV taking this match back with the quickness- there's a snap suplex on Price... he lifts Price to his feet again- another snap suplex!

Shannan Lerch: Still mighta been him- the guy finished pretty quick, either way.

Zach Davis: And a third- triple snap suplex from FPV! Cover- 1...2...no! Eric Price kicks out at two!

Shannan Lerch: Oh no, Eric Price- if you lose, whatever will become of us?!

Zach Davis: Relax, your brother isn't out of a job if Eric Price doesn't win a belt. You're safe.

Shannan Lerch: No, I mean he might replace you with somebody who's way worse.

Frank Venable whips Eric Price... Frank ducks a clothesline. Price rebounds, and Frank leaps atop him, hitting the 'Frankysteiner' to a huge pop.


Shannan Lerch: Would you listen to this crowd- it's like they've never seen a frankensteiner before.

Zach Davis: It's the Frankysteiner, damnit- and FPV is wasting no time, he's tying Eric Price between the second and top ropes in the corner now...

Shannan Lerch: Where's the ref?

Sure enough, the referee is outside the ring being beaten by the two 'eliminated' MS-13 members. FPV does not notice this; he's way too busy giving Eric Price a massive superkick.


Frank holds up a finger to the audience, then delivers yet another superkick-


Frank holds up two fingers now, going back for another- Eric Price slumps unseasonably out of the corner. Frank positions him, then frames him up as if he were a photographer...



Zach Davis: Wow- truly a match dictated by the rule of threes here tonight... and Eric Price is OUT. Frank's untying the 'owner' of the company now, preparing for his victory... but Referee Mark Jenkins has been taken out, he's almost as bad off as Eric Price!

Shannan Lerch: Eric Price has like four houses, Zach- I seriously doubt they're worth comparing, honestly.

Zach Davis: I meant- you know what I meant, you trollop!

The crowd goes wild- as FPV covers Eric Price to no count, we see a man in a referee shirt slide into the ring and approach. This man is-

Zach Davis: BOBBY CAIRO!


As the crowd cheers, FPV is edged back into his corner by the sight of Cairo as referee... Cairo practically drags Eric Price back to the opposite corner, then pulls something out of his referee uniform and holds it under Eric Price's nose.

Zach Davis: What is that, smelling salts?

Shannan Lerch: Oh yeah, I can smell them from here- that takes me back, totally.

Cairo slaps Price briefly about the face as Eric Price blinks himself awake. Cairo gives him what looks like a brief 'field sobriety test', passing a finger before his eyes, then snapping his fingers to test auditory response. Cairo then approaches ring announcer Kyle Steel outside the ring.

Zach Davis: What, is he awarding the match to FPV?

Kyle Steel: Referee Robert Cairo has announced that this match... will continue!

Shannan Lerch: Bobby knows best!

Zach Davis: I can't believe this.. and neither can FPV! He's arguing with Cairo now in the corner-

Eric Price half-stumbles to FPV, then slides the US Champion up across his back and over with a deceptively-fast Olympic Slam. Price drops to both knees, shaking himself awake... he awkwardly falls over FPV for a cover. Cairo drops for the count, slapping his hand twice in lighting-fast succession.

Zach Davis: Cover- 1..2..FPV kicks out at the fastest two I've ever seen in my life.

Shannan Lerch: There were these two Australian guys I was with one time... they were kinda gross, though...

Zach Davis: ...was it the Bushwhackers?

Shannan Lerch: ...

Zach Davis: You were with the- Eric Price with a dragonscrew legwhip!?! Yes! And look at him, taunting the crowd as he goes for a second one-

Shannan Lerch: It's a rule of threes thing, right?

But this time, as Eric Price goes for a dragon screw legwhip, he gets an enzuigiri for his trouble. Both men fall roughly to the mat... a moment later, a loud chant goes up from the crowd.

Crowd: F-P-V! F-P-V! F-P-V!

Zach Davis: This capacity crowd here in Tokyo is on their feet, cheering for the United States Champion... FPV is truly an international hero!

Both men struggle to their feet- FPV scoops Eric Price up, lifting him from slightly behind him as if for an inverted suplex... Eric Price flips behind Frank Venable, then grabs FPV in a similar reverse choke and swings him around into the 'Reversal of Fortune', Price's inverted swinging neckbreaker.

Shannan Lerch: And would you look at that- Reversal of Fortune! The boss is a quick one!

Zach Davis: I'm SURE that's from experience. Cover-

Bobby Cairo gives a fast 3 count, signalling for the bell a half-second afterwards. Eric Price's hand is in the air by the time the bell rings.

Zach Davis: ...1....2....3- and that's disgusting.

Kyle Steel: Your winner of the match, and the NEW WCF United States Champion.... ERIC PRICE!

Shannan Lerch: I believe justice was served here, Zach-

Zach Davis: And you're disgusting, too.

As FPV looks on angrily, Cairo and Eric Price celebrate the United States Title by holding it up for the crowd. The crowd boos angrily.

Zach Davis: Whoa wait a minute, what is this? The masked man is here?!

Shannan Lerch: Turn around Mr. Price, TURN AROUND!

Zach Davis: Eric Price not seeing him and BAM, he hits him with a Ca$h Flow of all moves? Wow, stealing one from Eric Price’s playbook, this man definitely not on his side.

Shannan Lerch: How dare he assault our boss … our dear leader, our magnanimous visionary … it’s sick!

Zach Davis: I LOVED IT! He so deserved it! And this crowd also loved it very much so!

Shannan Lerch: The masked man quickly making his way to the back through the crowd as Mr. Price is still out cold in the ring from the Ca$h Flow landed on him. His own move used against him, there’s going to be hell to pay for this. We are going to find out who this masked man is!

Zach Davis: Yes because he clearly does not approve of Eric Price and is showing his displeasure by attacking him with his own move. What will the repercussions be of this next week?

Tag Team Titles Match
Steve Orbit/Ana Valentine vs Waylon Cash/John Gobble

Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the vacant TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP TITLES...

A ringhand runs in the ring and whispers something in Steel's ear.

Kyle Steel: I've just been informed that the titles MUST be decided tonight! There will be NO countouts, NO disqualification!

“Chicken in Black” By Johnny Cash blasts over the PA system. John Gobble struts out from behind the curtain. His head wildly jerks around but slaps himself out of it.

Kyle Steel: Coming to the ring weighing in at 221 pounds. JOHN...Gobble...

He rushes down to the ring and struts up the steps. He grabs the ropes then hops over and walks to the turnbuckle. Jumping up, his head jerked around wildly, observing the crowd like a nervous bird.

"Criminals" by Big B hits the P.A. system, and Waylon Cash comes walking out onto the entrance ramp, with his manager, Scott Savage, following closely behind. He throws his fist into the air as the crowd boos loudly. He smirks, as does his manager. They looks back and forth, sneering at the crowd as Waylon makes his way down the ramp. Once at the bottom, he rolls into the ring, and jumps to his feet with his fist in the air. ore booing comes, but it doesn't seem to bother Waylon. He seems to have only one thing on his mind.

Kyle Steel: And his tag team partner... weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... THE HELLBILLY... WAYLOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN CAAAAAAAAAAAASSHHH!

Shannan Lerch: What the hell is wrong with John Gable?

Zach Davis: It's Gobble. John Gobble.

Shannan Lerch: ... Whatever. He looks like he's been taking Waylon's nose candy.

Zach Davis: He is a bit twitchy. BUT seriously! Tag titles on the line, Waylon's a former tag team champion with Steve Orbit, obviously.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, but he was cool, and laid back then. Now he looks like he could snap at any minute-- maybe on chicken-man over there.

"Do You Wanna Touch" by Joan Jett plays over the PA. Ana walks down the ramp to pink pyro’s shooting off behind her. She pauses at the steps to the ring to blow kisses to the crowd. She then steps into the ring bending low to slip between the middle and bottom rope. Ring attire is White over the knee boots, hot pink cut off tight shorts and an altered Fan-Shirt, cut away at the midmriff and sleeveless. Hair pulled back into a long plait down her back

Kyle Steel: First, from Las Vegas, Nevada... weighing in at one hundred and nine pounds... ANA... VAAAAAAALLENTIIIIIIINE!!

The opening synth of "Flash Light" by Parlaiment hits the PA. The arena goes dark until the first "YOWWW" in the song, at which point a pink strobe light begins to flash throughout the arena. Small pink lights swirl around the crowd and the entire arena and eventually converge into one big pink spotlight as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the aisle. Steve takes his time, strutting down the ramp, talking to fans who mostly cheer him on-- however, he does occasionally offend a girl or two with his sometimes rude, sexual comments. At ringside he begins the process of taking off whatever pimp attire he is wearing that night, whether its a mink coat, designer suit, etc and always hands his gold chains and his hat to a ring hand. His in-ring attire consists of black spandex shorts with "Pimpin" on the back in pink, and pink boots. He has a body that resembles a model more than a wrestler, he is perfectly chiseled and cut, but he is not huge and muscular like some wrestlers. He continues to flirt with the girls in the crowd as he enters the ring, showing off his body and blowing kisses. The crowd goes bananas when he hits the ring, as OR-BIT chants are heard all over the arena.

Kyle Steel: And her tag team partner... from Oakland, California... weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... THE MACK... STEVE... ORRRRRRRRBIIIIITTT!!

Zach Davis: I gotta say, Ana and Steve are the favorites here. They have to be. They've been teaming together for months-- Gable and Waylon's first go as a team is tonight!

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, but with Scott Savage at the helm... anything is possible. Don't be so quick to count them out.


Orbit and Waylon remain in the ring, as Gobble and Ana take their place on the apron.

Zach Davis: A rematch from Asesinato de Mayo, taking place right now.

Shannan Lerch: Talk about bad blood. These two guys HATE each other.

Orbit and Waylon tie-up-- Orbit puts Waylon in a side headlock. Waylon shoves him off, Orbit turns around, dips and NAILS Waylon with a low blow!


Zach Davis: Remember, no disqualification, it was announced at the beginning of the match!

Shannan Lerch: Figures Orbit would try to take a shortcut. Dirty pimp.

Orbit laughs as Waylon falls to the mat, doubled over. He pulls Waylon to his feet and softens him up with a couple right hands before whipping him into the corner. Orbit charges into the corner but Waylon moves and grabs Orbit, using his own momentum to slam his head into the turnbuckle. Waylon is still holding his groin with one hand, and with his free hand, bashes Orbit's head into the turnbuckle a few more times, before raking his face on the top rope.

Zach Davis: That rope burn is so painful.

Waylon then puts Orbit's neck on the rope, and uses all his weight to lean into him, choking him.

Shannan Lerch: It's like Waylon is saying, you wanna play dirty? Let's play dirty.

Waylon jerks the rope, causing Orbit to fall on his back, holding his neck. Waylon pulls Orbit to his feet and then sets him up, hitting a sitout neckbreaker. He covers Orbit.


Zach Davis: Orbit kicks out before two.

Waylon looks over at Gobble, who is pecking at the ropes. He looks like he's contemplating a tag-- but then turns to Orbit and starts stomping him out. Waylon pulls Orbit to his feet once again and wrenches his arm-- Orbit slips out and throws Waylon to the mat with a hip toss. Waylon gets up as Orbit springboards off the second rope with a disaster kick!

Zach Davis: Beautiful springboard roundhouse kick by the Mack, breaking Waylon's momentum...

Shannan Lerch: and giving him the opportunity to tag in Ana Valentine.

Waylon gets to his feet. Ana slingshots in with a crossbody-- Waylon catches her in midair and powerslams her to the mat!

Zach Davis: What impact!

Waylon hits Ana with an elbow drop... and another... and on the third, he keeps his elbow on her throat, choking her.

Zach Davis: The referee is powerless to interfere. He's only out there to make the count or validate a submission, that's it.

Waylon finally stands, and as Ana rolls around on the mat, holding her throat, he tags in John Gobble. Gobble hops on the top rope, springboarding off with a kneedrop to Ana!

Shannan Lerch: Walking on Egg Shells!

Zach Davis: What? -- Oh, the move, right.

Gobble hits a falling headbutt before pinning Ana Valentine.



Zach Davis: Ana's out at two!

Gobble pulls Ana to her feet and puts her in a crossface chickenwing, as they both fall to the mat!

Shannan Lerch: Chickenwing... right.

Zach Davis: Yup.

The ref checks Ana for a submission-- Ana refuses. Gobble's not letting go.

Zach Davis: That maneuver is extremely painf-- here comes Orbit!

Orbit drops a double axehandle to John Gobble and then pulls him off of Ana, hitting him with right hands. Gable's reeling, Orbit leaps up and catches him with a Codebreaker!

Shannan Lerch: Get outta there, Orbit.

Zach Davis: No DQ!

Waylon runs in the ring behind Orbit, but Orbit spins around and ducks a clothesline-- Orbit kicks Waylon in the gut, and stuffs his head between his legs. He sit-out powerbombs Waylon, bringing his elbow inside the leg as he drops him to the mat.

Zach Davis: Low blow powerbomb!

Shannan Lerch: The Mack is really taking advantage of the match stipulations.. he's not even the legal man, and he's cleaning house.

Waylon rolls out to ringside, holding his groin once again. Gobble is about to attack Orbit from behind, but Ana rolls HIM up from behind!



Zach Davis: OH, I thought she had him!

Orbit returns to the apron. Waylon slowly climbs back onto the apron and stands in his corner. Ana and Gobble get to their feet. They trade a few jabs before locking up. Ana drops Gobble with a single-leg takedown-- she tries to apply an ankle lock, but Gobble kicks her off with his free foot. Ana stumbles back, and Gobble dives forward, leaping with a lariat. Gobble gets up and climbs to the second rope, jumping off with a double foot stomp to Ana's chest. Gobble covers Ana.


Waylon shouts at Gobble.


Zach Davis: Wait-- Gobble pulled Ana off the mat, breaking the pin!

Shannan Lerch: Guess they're not done with her yet.

Zach Davis: Could it be... I suppose that's the only way it makes sense. They know it's killing Orbit to see Ana getting hurt out there. This is Waylon playing mind games, all the way. And it's sickening.

Shannan Lerch: Hey, she's the one who wants to hang with the big boys. Waylon messed her up bad the last time they were in the ring, and here she is, coming back for more.

Gobble throws Ana through the ropes and onto the apron. He pulls her by the head through the ropes, so her feet are hanging on the ropes-- and drops her with a double arm DDT!

Shannan Lerch: Egg On Your Face!

Zach Davis: What? -- Oh, the move again.

Waylon shouts at Gobble again. Gobble heads to his corner and tags in Waylon. Waylon enters the ring and heads over to Ana, but his eyes are on Orbit. Ana grabs at Waylon, trying to get up-- Waylon slaps her down. She tries to get up again, he slaps her down again, grinning at Orbit the entire time.

Zach Davis: Steve Orbit's about to lose it.

Shannan Lerch: Ana's in no condition to make a tag. Waylon could finish this right now if he wanted to.

Waylon pulls Ana to her feet and sets her up in the corner. He takes a few steps back and goes for a running high knee-- but Ana dives out of the way! Waylon gets caught up in the ropes, and Ana leaps towards her corner, tagging in Orbit! Orbit enters the ring and starts kicking at Waylon while he tries to come out of the turnbuckles.

Zach Davis: Orbit's got that look in his eye!

Waylon gets out of the corner, and Orbit connects with a headbutt. Waylon is reeling. Orbit whips him to the ropes, and catches him with a spinebuster on the return!

Zach Davis: The crowd is going insane! They're loving this!

Orbit gets hyped up with the crowd, and pulls Waylon to his feet-- he lands a big Pimp Slap across Waylon's face! Before hitting a jawbreaker, sending Waylon stumbling back into the ropes. Orbit lifts Waylon on his shoulders in a fireman's carry position-- and drops him with a fireman's carry cutter!

Zach Davis: Orbit has taken control of this match. He could be an Oakland Splash away from holding the Tag Team belts once again.

Indeed, Orbit climbs to the top turnbuckle-- and leaps off with the somersault senton, landing perfectly in the center of the ring. He remains laid on Waylon, hooking the leg for the pin.


Gobble enters the ring--


Ana enters the ring--

The pin is broken up.

Zach Davis: WHAT?!

... by Ana Valentine!

Shannan Lerch: Wait... what the heck?

Ana and Gobble begin stomping out Orbit. Orbit slowly gets to his feet and throws a wild punch, hitting nothing. Gobble tackles Orbit to the ground and begins nailing him with mounted punches.

Zach Davis: Referee, stop this match.

Shannan Lerch: No disqualification means no disqualification, Zach. One team has to win the titles.

Zach Davis: But this is... this is a three on one beat down!

Gobble pulls Orbit up and whips him to Ana, who hits the Cupid's Bow on him.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like all that training with Orbit really paid off.

Zach Davis: Well, I don't think this is the result that the Mack was looking for!

Waylon is now to his feet, and joins in on the beatdown. The three of them take turns stomping out Orbit. Gobble and Waylon pull Orbit to his feet, and Ana approaches... Orbit struggles, but he's too weak to break free. Ana SLAPS the taste out of Orbit's mouth.

Ana Valentine: You know everything about women, huh?! You can see everything, you know everything, right?! RIGHT?

Ana kicks Orbit in the gut. Waylon and Gobble continue pounding on Orbit with punches and kicks, as Ana goes out to ringside and gets a chair, sliding it in the ring. Gobble and Waylon bring Orbit over to it and set him up-- for a double brainbuster, right on the chair.

Zach Davis: My God.

Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit's out cold. Goodnight.

Waylon pins Orbit. The ref shakes his head, but gets into position.





Zach Davis: What a disgrace.

Shannan Lerch: On the upside, new Tag Team champions!

Waylon, Ana and Gobble stand in the ring, raising each others arms. The ref hands Waylon and Gobble the Tag Team belts.

Zach Davis: Once again, Waylon Cash has crushed Steve Orbit-- this time with the help of John Gable-- er, Gobble, and in a shocking turn of events... Ana Valentine.

Shannan Lerch: I thought-- we all thought that Ana and Steve were getting cozy. I thought they were the next WCF romance. I gotta say, I didn't see it coming, but good for her. He probably would have ended up pimping her out or something anyway.

Zach Davis: I disagree, Shannan. I think Orbit really had her best interests at heart. I think he respected her as an athlete. But now... who knows what she's thinking? Why did she do this? With Waylon of all people-- the man who seriously injured her, almost ending her career? What is the thought process behind this? I'm struggling to understand this.

The camera focuses on Orbit, who is just starting to regain consciousness. He winces in pain, and puts his hands over his face.

A Hell Raising Return

As the fans await the upcoming introductions for the next match, a sense of eager anticipation washes over them when the arena lights slowly dim. All eyes turn towards the top of the entrance way as a secret partition begins to slide open revealing a full Japanese orchestra. A wave of murmuring and chatter amongst them begins until a tall wirey conductor makes his way to the podium, bringing the fans to silence, and the band to attention. First the strings start, followed very shortly by a section of flutes, the fans begin to stir with excitement, eyes glued on the orchestra awaiting what might come next. The excitement builds further when the next section of the orchestra joins in, seeimingly as of by summons, the appearance of four extravagantly dressed giesha girls in full kabuki makeup, two from opposite sides of the orchestra, entransing the fans with an exotic style dance to the rhythms flowing forth from the instrument as they head towards the rampway leading to the ring. Two of the dancers stop at the beginning of the walkway leading to the ring, as the other two head to ringside. The fans have all risen from their seats, their excitement building when the rest of the orchestra joins to the delight of the the crowd whom now recognizes the familiar beats of "Smoke on the water". The Tokyo dome has a sense of a great concert as the fans are enjoying the cultural extravaganza when to their utter delight, a tall figure, completely cloaked in a purple on black robe with red Japanese writing from head to toe, makes his way past the orchestra towards the rampway, following on either side of the mysterious figure are two more giesha girls, just as extravagantly dressed as their predecessors down to faces painted with full kabuki make up.

Zach Davis: What do we have here? What an entrance this is, are we about to see the unveiling of a new EPPW superstar here folks?

The fans begin to cheer with excitement as the vocal singers begin singing the lyrics of the song in their native language, joining right in matching the singers word for word in Japanese. The large cloaked figure now starts making way to ringside, where all 6 giesha girls surround him. He stops just short of ringside, his face slowly scans from one side of the ring to the other, checking out the crowd underneath the hood before making his way to the ring steps. Two giesha girls hurriedly make their way up to the ring apron where they pull the ropes apart making way for the large figure to step through. Once inside the giesha girls quickly join him surrounding their robed master in a circular formation at the center of the ring.

Shannan Lerch: My gosh, I'm dying with excitement, who is this guy?

Zach Davis: He definitely has a flair for grand entrances that is for sure. I think the rest of the fans and I are just as excited as you Shannan.

The near capacity crowd is just soaking up every bit of the pomp and flair, the noise level near deafening from the mix of fans singing with the orchestra and the anxious cheering, everyone closely eyeing the tall mysterious figure surrounded by the lovely giesha girls. The air is electric, with the sense that fans may just go berserk if the mysery man makes them wait any longer to discover who is under the robe. Slowly, deliberately he turns facing each of the four corners of the ring, bowing courteously to each corner, as he does so he tosses what looks to be salt in some ritual ceremony. Upon completion of the last corner, the robed figure dismisses the giesha girls, who promptly exit the ring. The hooded figure then bends down to one knee, as the orchestra begins to wind down, The fans have stopped singing with them as they are now completely entranced on the happenings inside the ring, their anticipation building ever higher by the second, until suddenly the cloaked figure pops up, throwing off the hood to reveal in front of the masses his identity as the orchestra hits a maddening crescendo, no one has time to register in their minds the face they are seeing, there is a flash of light on metal, a steel guitar is held aloft as the now uncovered face of Terry Roberts spews a clear mist aimed at the stock of the guitar creating a massive fireball which erupts like a geyser towards the roof of the Tokyo dome. The fans go batshit crazy at the site of the man called Synn.

Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!

Zach Davis: IT'S TERRY "SYNN" ROBERTS?? I thought Vengeance ended his career several months back?

Shannan Lerch: Apparently not Zach, cause he's back!!

Zach Davis can barely contain his excitement


Terry throws off the cloak, wearing his signature black and red trench coat, he sneers at the announcers then smiles at the cheering fans. He takes a microphone from a ringside attendant, steps to the center of the ring, with fans cheering as he makes an announcement.


Terry smiles soaking in the reaction of the fans. It's so loud one could barely hear oneself speak. It seems like an eternity, but is in truth less than a minute or so before the fans quiet down.

Zach Davis: Well, Terry still knows how to work a crowd, that entrance will be hard to top.

Shannan Lerch: He's been out of action for several months, can't wait to hear what is on his mind.

Terry Roberts: The historic Tokyo dome, this grand hall has seen, and made much history. On February 11, 1990 James "Buster" Douglas defeated undisputed world heavyweight champion "Iron" Mike Tyson in the tenth round. Legendary musical names such as Micheal and Janet Jackson, Paul McCartney, the Rolling Stones, and Kiss have all rocked the Tokyo dome. Some of the most legendary wrestling hall of famers such as the great Kabuki, the great Muta, Sting, the Steiner Brothers, the Dudley boys, Kurt Angle, Ricki Chosu, Tatsumi Fujinami, Masahiro Chono, Big Van Vader, Dusty Rhodes, Road Warrior Hawk, Jushin "Thunder" Liger, Ultimo Dragon, Antonio Inoki, Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, Ric Flair, Andre the Giant, and Shohei "Giant" Baba have all Wrestled right here....IN THE TOKYO DOME!!!!.

The crowd cheers on it's approval with each and every name given as Terry nods his own approval along with them.

Terry Roberts: As I roamed the back halls and locker rooms, I see a whole bunch of new faces, and many familiar old ones. But what I noticed most as I look at the current crop of superstars and young guns on the WCF roster, there is one glaring hole, WCF, it appears to me that you are missing a resident monster in your closets and under your beds. June 30th of the year 2013 will mark another historic moment made right here in the Tokyo Dome. THE DAY TERRY ROBERTS RETURNED AND BROUGHT THE MONSTER KNOWN AS SYNN BACK HOME TO W..C...F!!

The crowd pops, cheers and boos mix together, but the crowd is eating it up either way. Terry grins, looking out amongst the crowd with a most mischievous gleam in his eyes, he's missed this so badly in his absence.

Shannan Lerch: Did he just say WCF? Guess he didn't get the memo

Zach Davis: Terry Roberts does have history with Eric Price, it might just be a sign of disrespect to Eric's new authorative position.

Listening to the crowds mixture of cheers and boos, It's been a long time since he felt the rush of the fans reactions fueling his adrenaline like a bad drug, he soaks it up before motioning for the crowd to silence down.

Terry Roberts: I want to make this day even more special, more momentous for me. How, you may ask, can I do that? Easy, I stand here, in the Tokyo dome, one the greatest venues in the world, I make the biggest impact I can, I make my mark on WCF once more, and throw down an open challenge to every single member of the WCF roster.


That adrenaline rushes even harder, they have not forgotten, it nearly brings a tear to his eyes, this was the right time, and the right place, he thinks to himself. It could not have been more perfect only if it had been at home.

Terry Roberts: I can hear it already, people saying "But Terry, another open challenge? didn't you make that mistake before, didn't you learn your lesson with the open gauntlet challenge for the television title?"

Taking a deep breath, pacing around the ring slowly, looking into the eyes of the men, women, and children at ringside gauging their reactions, sneering in approval of the fear and awe he sees.

Terry Roberts: Let me give you folks who know me a refresher, and those that do not know me, a brief history lesson. I first entered WCF in January of 2011. Doc Henry, John Thomas and Justin Turner tried to end my career just four short months after I arrived. In June of 2012, I came back stronger and better than ever. Winning the WCF tag team titles with Doc Henry, and beating the undefeatable Henri Ducos for the television championship. After a tag team match in February, Vengeance powerbombed me through a concession stand popcorn machine, shards of glass pierced my back, one of them piercing a lung causing it to collapse, taking me out of action for a few months. The lesson is this, you can knock me down, but you will never keep me out. Just as the time before, I have returned, stronger and better than ever, Wiser, nastier and ever more hungrier, I have tasted championship gold, and I want gold around my waist again. And yes, I did also learn a lesson from my television championship open gauntlet challenge. The lesson is this, even as television champion, I commanded the respect of even the biggest superstars here in WCF. Legends such as Jay Price publicly considered accepting. And even the at that time number one contender to the World heavyweight championship accepted. That is right folks, A hall of fame legend and the number one contender to the WCF world title accepted MY television championship open gauntlet challenge. Say what you want, think what you will, but that speaks volumes about Terry Roberts.

Terry soaks in the cheers as the fans give a rousing approval of his toughness. Nodding, he thinks if there are any that can rival his desire and loyalty to give the fans every pennys worth of entertainment. There are few, if any, for sure that are willing to go to the lengths and depths he will do get the job done.

Terry Roberts: For anyone who doesn't understand the significance of what my open gauntlet challenge to the television title meant, go educate yourself. Truly I was ridiculed by some, simply because I had the guts to do what they would never dream of doing. Once you go back, and see the stipulations for what my challenge is, you will understand what kind of competitor I am. Yes, I lost to the number one contender to the WCF world heavyweight championship at the time. But consider this, watch that match, January 20th, 2013, the week before Payback. I defended the television championship... Now listen closely folks... My first challenger of the open gauntlet was, and I defended the television title against, the number one contender to the world title. I pushed the number one contender to the limits, and folks

Terry holds up his right hand, his thumb and pointer finger barely touching, the cameras zoom in to show this so the fans can see

Terry Roberts: I came THAT close to making the number one contender to the WCF world heavyweight championship, TAP OUT!

Terry steps closer, again showing his thumb and pointer finger barely touching

Terry Roberts: Let me say that one more time, I came THAT CLOSE to defending the television title against, and defeating the number one contender to the WCF world heavyweight championship. And folks, in case you don't know, that person is NOW THE WCF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION HERSELF....SARAH TWILIGHT!! I AM THAT... DAMNED.... GOOD!!

The fans boo at the name of the recently turned villainous Sarah Twilight, though many cheer at the thought of a new threat to the traitorous WCF world champion whom recently turned her back on them. Terry is taken aback just slightly, having kept up on current events, he is still shocked at the fans booing of the once beloved Sarah.A wry smirk sneaks up on his face, he had not expected this turn of events, but wondered where they may take him. Making a mental note to himself of the current tides of change he motions for silence.

Zach Davis: That was a hell of a match, and he did come very close to defeating Sarah Twilight. I for one would not mind seeing a rematch.

Shannan Lerch: First disrespecting Mr. Price, the new owner of EPPW, now goading the world champion Sarah Twilight? He's just stepping in it right and left, let's see how many more enemies he can make before the night is done.

Terry Roberts: I have faith in my talents and skills, I can finish you off in a heartbeart with a shining wizard or a d.d.t. I nail you with my Freefall powerbomb it's lights out, I trap you in the No mans land or my T-S-N, there is NO escape.I have proven time and again that I can defeat the best WCF has to offer. My showing in the hell in a cell hellimination chamber match at Helloween of last year proves that I can stand with the best of the best. And I have set forth to only prove myself further, to take that next step, break through to the next level and become even better than I already am. That is why I chose WCF's Blast, right here in Tokyo Japan, where my beloved mother was born, in the most fabled Tokyo Dome, to come back, and make an open challenge to each and every single active member of the roster today.

Stalking the ring, a hundred thoughts running through his mind, the adrenaline is rushing, it's been too long for him, he wants to throw down and square off against anyone in the locker room right now, on this very night, his inner Samurai warrior brave hungers for the fight, his blood hot for the thrill of battle, but he has to wait, he has to bide his time. His muscles bulge as his body quakes with the sheer excitement of combat. Licking his lips he hungers for the heat of war, but the anticipation makes the inevitable clash with his next hapless prey all the sweeter. The fans feed off him and get into a near explosive frenzy of cheering as they want to see the return of Synn almost as badly as he does. After a few nerve chilling moments where it seems they may riot, Terry raises his hand, and almost if by command they sink into a calm, allowing him to speak.

Terry Roberts: Any fool can come out here and throw out any simple challenge every day of the week, I like to play by a different set of rules. I am a competitor, by heritage part Samurai warrior, part Cherokee brave, I live to step in this ring, and give the fans the greatest match I can. So the challenge goes thusly, an open contract lays on the desk of Mr, Eric Price, My name is already signed, There is two other parts to this contract, this is where it gets interesting, and you find out what kind of competitor I am. The first part is your signature, all you have to do is sign on the dotted line across from mine, the second part is where I separate the men from the boys, so to speak, There is a stipulation added, what that stipulation is has not been declared, because YOU get to choose the stipulation.

Shannan Lerch: What? Here we go again, he obviously did NOT learn from the last time, he's gotten even dumber since.

Zach Davis: Maybe it was his brain that was punctured, not his lung! Is he crazy? Letting his OPPONENT pick the stipulation?

Shannan Lerch: The guy must have a death wish, or is just a glutton for punishment.

Terry Roberts: So why the open ended stipulation? Because I like to do things the hard way? Possibly. But more for the challenge, in hopes to tie up loose ends, settle old scores, or see how good one of these new faces are. The challenge has been given, who will accept it? Doc Henry, you and I still have unresolved history, will YOU accept it? Vengeance, you put me out of action for a couple of months, Payback is a bitch, will YOU accept my open challenge? Steel Toe Joe, you and I have had some epic battles, the holy flame seems to have gotten a little darker these days, but has it become strong enough to overcome the hell raiser? I am a former tag team champion, a former television champion, Maybe FPV would take up my open challenge? Becoming the United States champion sounds good to me. New faces here in WCF, do you think you have what it takes to defeat a former tag team and television champion? Step up to the plate, here is your chance to shine. Then there are those people running around here calling themselves monsters? You have not seen a true monster yet.

In the blink of an eye, Terry brings his hand up to his lips before blowing a second huge fireball into the air, the fans begin another frenzied cheer at the display

Shannan Lerch/ Zach Davis: WHOA!!!!!

Shannan Lerch: I thought he was only good for ONE of those?

Zach Davis: On second thought, maybe you would have to be crazy to SIGN that contract.

Terry Roberts: (shouting into the microphone so as to he heard above the massive cheering crowd) THE FIRE BREATHING DRAGON IS BACK! THE MONSTER KNOWN AS SYNN HAS COME HOME TO WCF!! AND TERRY ROBERTS IS GOING TO DO WHAT TERRY ROBERTS DOES BEST...


Terry leans against the ring ropes facing the back locker room, one foot resting on the bottom strand, his chest pounding with deep breath from the rush of excitement, he points to the men and women in the back, with a glazed wild eyed look on his flush face he grins maniacally, in his mind he is looking at the face of every single potential challenger at this very moment. His voice taking on a deep raspy almost gutteral growl to it.

Terry Roberts: Tap...Snap....or Nap....the choice is yours.!! YOU....ARE NOT...READY!!!!!!!!

With the fans chant seemingly getting louder, Terry closes his eyes, tilting his head back with his arms stretched out to the sides as if he is soaking in the cheers from his following.

Shannan Lerch: WHOA...WHAT THE?

Deathly black smoke begins to pour up from the bottom of the ring, slowly billowing around it, then creeping over the mat, slowly enveloping the entire ring floating eerily just at Terry's knees. To the delight of the fans, Terry slowly begins to sink into the murky black smoke as the fans begin to go wild with delight at the sight.

Zach Davis: What on earth? Are you seeing what I am seeing Shannan??

There is no response, just a nervous head shake from the the wide eyed Shannan, along with the rest of the 45,000 plus in attendance watch in awe as Terry seemingly disappears into the Dark murkey fog. Once completely submerged and out of site, the smoke slowly dissipates, sinking back under the ring into the depths from which it came, the fans become even more wild cheering madly at the theatrics.

Shannan Lerch: Is anyone else feeling like Ron Weasley right about now? How did he go from there, to nowhere? If he had this planned, what other plans might he have for that open challenge match?

Zach Davis: Mind games from the monster within the man, Terry "Synn" Roberts has made his presence known folks, and I got a feeling things just got a whole lot more interesting here in Eric Price's organization!

Eric Price Backstage Segment

Eric Price can be seen walking the hallways of the back room of the arena. He is holding his shoulder, the shoulder in which the masked man smashed with several kicks as well as elbows. Eric is trying to keep calm and cool, trying not to show his anger. Eric is interrupted by a medical professional that is worried about Eric’s current state of being. Eric attempts to just walk by the man, but the medical assistance insists that Eric go and be checked out with the medical team before going anywhere else. Eric stops, as he fixes his hair before responding back to the medical professional.

Medical Assistant: Mr. Price, I think that you need to go and be checked out by one of the medical team members. The masked man inflicted a lot of damage to not only your shoulder, but the rest of your body, I think that you need to be escorted to a medical examiner and make sure there aren’t any fractures.

Eric Price: You like your job here right? You enjoy medicine and taking care of the EPPW superstars and officials don’t you?

Medical Assistant: Very much sir!

Eric Price: Then I suggest that you leave me alone, and allow me to get back to business as usual, or I will evaluate your current position and contract like I have many others. I’m not exactly in the most generous of moods right now so please return to your station and worry about the ones that I pay to compete and stay healthy, understood?

Medical Assistant: Yes sir!

The medical assistant immediately turns and returns to the medical station in which he came from. As for Eric, he continues to storm off deeper and deeper into the locker room, with the destination of his office in mind. As he takes each step a sound of struggle comes from his mouth as he grabs his shoulder once again, feeling the effects from the attack. Moments pass as the camera follows the new EPPW owner to his own personal office, he goes to grab the knob, and in his action of opening the door, the knob comes off of the doors hinges.

Eric looks at the doorknob with a surprised look on his face. The golden doorknob has fallen right into his hand, slowly he makes the transition from the doorknob to the golden label on the top of the door, but there is no label to be found. He moves his eyes towards the concrete beneath his feet to find the gold plate, labeling his office with his name. Rage fills his eyes as he kicks open the door only to find it ripping off its hinges, flying past onto the west wall of his office.

Eric’s eyes grow large as he looks around his office to find papers flown across the room, ripped and shred to pieces. His desk has been toppled over on its side and the drawers are all torn from the railing and thrown towards the other half of the room. Red spray paint is all over the walls with multiple words painted on the walls. The words consist of “Pantheon”, “Genesis”, and “Rebellion”. All three of the words have been marked out with several other red paint lines, almost eliminating them from being able to be read.

Although with all of the destruction that has happened in the office Eric seems to keep his focus on the very north wall, in which his chair is placed. His eyes, glued to the wall almost like he was in fear, but there was no fear in his eyes. The only emotion that is revealed is anger; his eyes begin to shake as well as his body. Red paint on the wall is made of four single letters of the average English alphabet. “E. P. P. W.”. Those four letters are circled and have arrows pointed to it, suggesting something.

Eric Price: The hell … what the hell is this? I … DAMN IT! WHO THE HELL DOES THIS MASKED MAN THINK HE IS! MASKED MAN, I know you’re watching this, I’m going to get you for this, YOU’RE GOING TO PAY! We will not crumble like Pantheon, like Rebellion, like Genesis. May I remind you, I killed Pantheon, Sarah killed Genesis, and well, Rebellion killed themselves. And we are stronger than all of them … COMBINED! YOU HEAR ME MASKED MAN?! You are nothing. YOU ARE NOTHING!

Eric grabs his cell phone and starts to walk out of his office as he makes a phone call, his eyes ever more disgusted with the sight but also focused with his tasks at hand.

Eric Price: Hey … yeah, this is Eric … I think we have an issue. (pause) No no, I have to go deal with another pressing matter at the moment but make sure to get my office cleaned and we are dealing with this masked man next week. This cannot go unpunished. First he attacks me for no reason and now he has desecrated my office. He’s going to learn a lesson in respect.

Eric gives a great big smirk as he hangs up his cell phone and leaves his office, which is shown to be a complete mess as the shot ends by showing the tag that says “E.P.P.W.” and then switches back to ringside

Zach Davis: Wow, we thought the masked man was Tek but it seems that the masked man is still around and is clearly not Tek, it must be someone else and he clearly does not like EPPW! Maybe there is a savior out there after all!

Shannan Lerch: A savior? Zach, EPPW and Bravado are the greatest thing to happen in the history of this company and just because you don’t like them doesn’t mean this masked man is any better. He said the masked man would pay and when Mr. Price says something, he does it! Believe that!

Zach Davis: We’ll see about that.

World Title Match
Jeff Purse vs Sarah Twilight

Zach Davis: Coming up next is what I can only describe the culmination to a very bitter rivalry that was based on more lies than I care to recount.

Shannan Lerch: Oh tell the fans.

Zach Davis: For months, we thought that Eric Price had run down Jeff Purse with that automobile but it turns out that it was Sarah Twilight behind the wheel and then of all the things she does, she actually pretends to be his friend. She pretends to stand up to Eric Price when in reality they’ve been working together all along!

Shannan Lerch: True genius is what that was.

Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight was a master manipulator in that she played not only the fans, not only the wrestlers backstage but also everyone all over the world. We all fell into her little trap and believed her ruse, her lies, her glad handing, her pandering and now the truth has come out and this is clearly not the Sarah Twilight we all came to know. This is a woman who clearly is sick, sadistic, genuinely evil and now she’s allied with Satan himself.

Shannan Lerch: She is also our World Champion and not to mention the CEO and Executive Vice President of Human Resources of the company

Zach Davis: Nepotism at its best. Folks, after months of recuperation, of pain staking rehabilitative efforts, Jeff Purse is now back in action and despite his fraud of a relationship that was brought on by Sarah Twilight’s manipulation, Kari still stands by Jeff Purse and he is ready for his revenge. Months and months of painful physical therapy all culminate in Jeff Purse finally getting his rightful rematch that he has deserved since that fateful night one week after One. This is very personal and we get to see it all come to a head here tonight! Will Jeff Purse be able to save us from the clutches of EPPW or will Sarah Twilight emerge victorious? Let’s go to Kyle Steel our ring announcer to get this match started.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the EPPW World Heavyweight Championship!

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing over the speaker system of the Tokyo Dome to massive boos from the audience.

Zach Davis: Oh great, what is he doing out here again?

Shannan Lerch: Our magnanimous and dear leader, he owns this company, he can do what he wants!

Eric Price makes his way out again from the backstage area, now again wearing a full black suit with a gold shirt and tie albeit limping a bit from not only the match he had but from the masked man attacking him earlier in the evening.

Zach Davis: And he is sort of the walking wounded but what is he doing out here, he is not in this match!

Shannan Lerch: He wants to watch the action up close, he wants to see his World Champion in action and he has a right to do that!

Eric Price slowly makes his way down toward the announcer’s desk as he simply smirks at the fans.

Shannan Lerch: Oh wow, he’s making his way down here to ringside, looks like he’s going to join us!

Eric Price takes a seat in the third chair of the announcer’s desk and puts on a headset as he smirks at Zach Davis and smiles at Shannan Lerch as the crowd continues to boo him.

Shannan Lerch: Welcome Mr. Price. I just want to say what an honor it is to have you out here.

Eric Price: Thank you very much Shannan.

Zach Davis: So what brings you out here Eric?

Eric Price: Is that supposed to be a flippant remark Zach?

Eric gets up from his chair and looks at Zach aggressively

Eric Price: Remember, you treat me as Mr. Price or I’ll fire you, you understand me Zach?

Zach Davis: Oh I understand you sir Mr. Price. Is that better?

Eric Price: Remember, I can beat you up *snaps fingers* just like that!

"Won't Back Down" by Eminem blares on the PA. On the right side of the stage there is a bike ramp that extends just about to the middle of the Titan Tron. Atop the bike ramp is Jeff Purse. He is sitting on his bike, looking out upon the audience. He throws one had in the air as the audience cheers.

"You can sound the alarm
you can call out your guards
you can fence in your yard
you can pull all the cards
but I won't back down
oh no I wont back down
oh no

At this he sets off down the ramp. Directly across is another ramp on the left side of the stage, which Purse heads for.

"Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
girl I'm too for real
lose your tooth and nails
try to fight it, try to deny it
stupid you will feel
what I do, I do it well
shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
half a breath left on my death bed
screaming F that yeah super ill

Purse flies up the other ramp, launching off of it. He pulls off a small back flip, rides down the rest of the ramp, and comes to a screeching halt in the center of the stage. He gets off, kickstands it. He looks out, smiles, and throws his arms in the air. Red and Blue pyros explode behind him

"I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
listen garden tool don't make me introduce you to my power tool
you know the *beeping* drill"

He starts off down the ramp slapping five with fans, walking very casually but at a quick pace. When he gets to the ring he jumps up on the apron and quickly makes his way in through the middle rope, as the crowd continues to be pumped up for the match. Jeff stands in the center of the ring, "air guns" a corner, pyros shoot out of it. He subsequently does that for every other corner, pyros of red and white shooting out every time. He anxiously awaits his competition.

Zach Davis: And here is the challenger and he for sure awaits his revenge here tonight.

Eric Price: Please, he’s going to get beat easily tonight!

The lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drumbeats. The crowd begins to boo MASSIVELY as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.

Eric Price: YES! YES! This is my champion, THE EPPW World Heavyweight Champion!

Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage, the EPPW World Championship displayed prominently over her shoulder. She is greeted with deafening boos and soaks them all in, as if she enjoyed the crowd's hatred. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring, taking her time to flaunt the World Championship to ENRAGED fans before she reaches the ringsteps and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle, holding the EPPW World Championship skyward in one hand, almost as if for her own amusement as the crowd's boos become even LOUDER.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is our main event for the EPPW World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, standing at 6’ 2” and weighing in at 215 lbs., Jeff Purse!

Crowd cheers loudly

Eric Price: Oh please, these cheers mean nothing!

Kyle Steel: And his opponent …

Eric Price quickly grabs a microphone and interrupts Kyle Steel

Eric Price: Hang on a second … Kyle, thank you but I got it from here.

Kyle Steel steps out of the ring.

Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, that loser’s opponent tonight hails from Los Angeles, California, she weighs in at 142lbs, she is the Executive Vice President of Human Resources of EPPW, the CEO of EPPW, the EPPW World Heavyweight Champion and "The Mistress of Mischief", she is SARAH TWILIGHT!

Crowd boos loudly.

Eric smirks and drops the microphone as Sarah Twilight hands her World Title to the referee who holds it up and shows it to both competitors and to the live crowd who are pumped for the match.

Zach Davis: And here we go, our main event is underway!

Eric Price: Yes it is and I am confident in my World Champion and her upcoming victory tonight!

Shannan Lerch: Yes sir Mr. Price, as you should be, she is a great World Champion!

Zach Davis: You want some more chapstick there Shannan?

Eric Price: You should learn from her Zach … she knows how to keep her job, I can’t say the same for you.

Bell rings.

Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse circle each other, the hatred between them so palpable, so clear, and they are ready to absolutely destroy each other!

Referee Stanley Moser takes the WCF World Title and holds it high in the air for everyone to see. He calls for the bell and the two bitter enemies waste no time going straight at each other. They trade blows back and forth for what seems like an eternity. Neither of them backing down from their stance. Both of them continue to brawl, getting themselves against the ropes. Jeff out of anger finally just grabs a handful of Sarah's hair and begins yanking on it. Sarah responds by punching Jeff right in his throat. The challenger backs off, holding his windpipe and gasping for air.

Zach Davis: And these two already fierce into the fire! All the months of lies, all the torment. It gets settled right here, right now!

Shannan Lerch: Did you see that? She punched him in the throat! That HAD to hurt!

Eric Price: This is why she is my EPPW World Champion. Sarah Twilight is very cunning. She is very adept and I am proud to have her lead my company.

Zach Davis: She sold out on everyone who supported her. She sold out on Jeff Purse and I hope he kills here here tonight.

Eric Price: I am sure that you do, Mr. Davis. Please accept my condolences now as that is simply not going to happen.

Sarah takes advantage, pulling Jeff up and over for a perfect german suplex. This garners a round of boos from the crowd. Jeff is down, still having no time to catch his breath and Sarah continues on the assault, STOMPING her boot into the back of Jeff's neck. You can hear the air escape Jeff. He gasps even louder and Sarah hauls him up by the hair and picks him up for a scoop slam, But Jeff shoves off, catching Sarah with a reverse DDT. The champion is down and now Jeff seizes the opportunity, rushing into the ropes and nailing a picture perfect standing moonsault. He gets back to his feet quickly, climbing the turnbuckle, he sits there perched, waiting. As Sarah gets to her feet, Jeff launches himself from the top with a flying clothesline, again taking the champion down!

Zach Davis: Jeff has turned this around, and quickly. His high flying, daredevil risks are unpredictable. And Sarah is finding that out right now.

Eric Price: Oh please! Unpredictable? Sarah will run circles around him. This isn't even a contest.

Shannan Lerch: It's just a matter of that one mistake. Jeff is more likely to make that mistake with his risks than the much more technical and grounded Sarah.

Sarah is still reeling and Jeff hauls her to her feet, sending her into the ropes with a whip. Sarah ducks a roundhouse kick attempt on the return and stops herself short, just behind Jeff, taking the challenger by surprise with a NASTY backbreaker. Again the crowd erupts with boos. Sarah follows up by dropping her knee directly into the small of Jeff's back, several times. Jeff howls out in pain and Sarah LEAPS up, crashing her knee down into his back one final time. The crowd continues to boo as Sarah smirks and sits on Jeff's back, pulling him up into a camel clutch. She arches back as much as she can, completely folding Jeff in half backwards. Jeff screams in agony, but refuses to surrender.

Zach Davis: Look at how sick, she's trying to humiliate the man. I'll tell you right now. Jeff Purse does not have any quit in him. He came to fight and he is going to go!

Eric Price: Blah blah blah. I have been in the ring with the both of them, and believe me when I tell you, Sarah Twilight is the far superior competitor. She is going to do unspeakable things to Jeffery, believe me she will.

Shannan Lerch: Will? She already has.You KNEW it would get bad with these two, and we have only just started!

Sarah continues to wrench the hold and Jeff is struggling, but he manages to get her knees tucked under him just far enough and tries to stand up. Sarah is forcing all of her weight into Jeff, trying to prevent him from reaching a vertical base. But somehow he does, and backs Sarah into the turnbuckle, forcing her to release her grip. The crowd goes wild, chanting for Jeff. Sarah is down momentarily and Jeff holds the small of his back in pain. He takes a few seconds to catch his breath and goes right back after Sarah. He hauls Sarah to her feet but receives a kick to the gut that backs him off. Sarah grabs hold of Jeff's arm and sends him for a hard whip into the turnbuckle, however, Purse leaps up and springboards hismelf off of it JUST as Sarah turns around, she catches a dropkick to the face! The Champion falls backwards onto the mat and again, Jeff is in control.

Zach Davis: Jeff back in control. Can he capitalize from here?

Shannan Lerch: Sarah looks to be out...this may be over right here!

Eric Price: No! No! No!

Jeff moves in now, going for the cover, but Sarah pulls him into a small package. Stanley Moser drops for the count.




Jeff kicks out and gets back to his feet quickly. Sarah is a bit slower to the draw and Jeff rushes her with a clothesline. Sarah ducks and sends a spinning snap kick at Jeff's face, which HE ducks. Instead. the side of Sarah's boot connects with Stanley Moser and the referee is down and OUT! Jeff grabs Sarah for an Irish whip and shoots her into the ropes, following through and this time connecting with his clothesline. The momentum carries both of them over the top rope and to the outside.

Zach Davis: A nearfall there as Sarah was playing possum. And this is getting crazy already!

Shannan Lerch: You can never count out the World Champion. She's destined for this, she's said so herself. That was a crafty maneuver by a great inspiration to women everywhere.

Eric Price: Exactly. Sarah Twilight is like a beacon of hope for all of those aspiring young ladies out there who wish to pursue their dreams. Watching her in action must be thrilling for them.

Zach Davis: Are you serious?! She is a disgrace! She spat in the face of everyone who has supported her. She's no inspiration, she's a dsgusting human being!

Both Jeff and Sarah are out on the floor and slowly getting to their feet. Jeff makes it up a second faster and grabs hold of Sarah for another hard whip, but it's reversed and Jeff is sent CRASHING into the ringpost HEAD FIRST!!! He bounces off of the ringpost and hits the ground like a sack of potatoes. A crimson mask flows down his face now. Sarah remains relentless, moving towards Jeff. She removes the top portion of the ring steps and tosses them aside. She now DRAGS Jeff to the steps, placing the challenger's leg on the bottom portion of the steps. Jeff lays there prone, and Sarah once again picks up the top half of the steps, and she SLAMS it down onto Jeff's leg. There is a sickening CRACK as his flesh and bone is crushed between the two pieces of steel. Jeff screams out a blood curdling scream and many in the crowd gasp. But there is no referee to stop it.

Zach Davis: My GOD! This is already out of hand! I think She just broke Jeff's leg in HALF!!

Shannan Lerch: I told you Zach. This was going to get ugly..and fast.

Eric Price: You can't say that Jeffery wasn't forewarned. This atmosphere, it is where someone like Sarah Twilight thrives.

Zach Davis: She's using illegal tactics! She should be disqualified.

Eric Price: Oh certainly. I can call for her disqualification right now, and we can celebrate her retaining the championship. Is that what you'd like?

Zach Davis: Ugh! You make me sick.

Jeff clenches his ankle and shin tightly as he cradles back and forth, trying to subside the pain. But this is short lived as Sarah again drags him along ringside. Now The Champion removes a table from under the ring, propping it up next to the incapacitated Jeff. Once it is in position, she Hauls Jeff up, rolling him onto the table. Sarah rolls back into the ring and walks to the opposite side. She gets a running start and is about to launch herself over the top when she notices Jeff roll himself off of the table. Sarah puts on the brakes. Jeff reaches under the ring, unseen to Sarah who now leaps over the top to come down on Jeff who is on the floor. But Jeff pulls out what he was reaching for under the ring...a crutch, he immediately holds it upwards and Sarah meets it FACE FIRST!! The impact sending her backwards a few feet as she holds her face now. Blood dripping from her nose.

Zach Davis: She avoided crashing through the table as Jeff had rolled off. But she may be thinking the table would have been a better choice after that!

Shannan Lerch: She hit the butt end of that crutch HARD!! And Jeff is still in this thing!!

Eric Price: Underhanded, unethical methods by such a disgraceful person like Jeff Purse. I should have expected such behavior.

Jeff uses the ring apron to help him pull himself to his feet. He is limping heavily as his ankle was surely shattered. And using the crutch, he makes his way back towards Sarah. Jeff takes the crutch now in both hands, hopping to avoid the pain in his left leg. He now takes a baseball style swing at Sarah, NAILING her in the midsection with such force that the crutch BREAKS into pieces!!! Sarah writhes in pain as she rolls to one side, clutching her stomach. Jeff hobbles still a bit, as he looks around for another weapon to further batter his rival. After searching briefly, Jeff settles on a metal pail that he finds from under the ring. Sarah slowly makes it to her feet, still clutching her stomach, somewhat doubled over, Jeff is waiting as as Sarah turns around to face him, Jeff CRUSHES her with the pail. Sarah falls back down to the floor and is out of it. Jeff tosses the pail aside and the crowd roars in approval.

Zach Davis: This match now firmly in Jeff's control after that crutch shot. Sarah needs to regroup and fast!

Shannan Lerch: Come on Zach. She's taken more abuse than that and walked away. This is FAR from over!!

Eric Price: Indeed. This is no where near finished. Oh dear, please do something Sarah!

Jeff again looks for something to inflict more damage and grabs hold of the ringbell. He sits in wait again, stalking Sarah. As the champion gets to her feet, Jeff rushes her with the bell, But Sarah is able to duck this time and sends a side kick into Jeff's face. Jeff staggers back. Sarah now heads to the announcer's table, ripping out one of the television monitors, pulling the wires from them, much like she had done to Skyler Striker just a week ago. She moves back towards Jeff who is getting up and again grabs the ringbell. Both of them swing. Sarah connects, SMASHING the monitor, SCREEN FIRST into Jeff's skull, and at the SAME TIME Jeff CRACKS Sarah in the head with the ring bell. Both competitors fall back to the floor, lying there motionless.


Zach Davis: They just DEVASTATED each other right there! Neither one of them is moving!

Shannan Lerch: Moser is out of it, there won't be any count outs. This is a free for all right now.

Eric Price: Sarah?! Sarah are you alright?!

Zach Davis: Sit down! She's a big girl, she picked this fight and now she has to deal with it.

Jeff's face is now dripping with even MORE of his own blood as a closeup shows some small shards of glass from the monitor screen are stuck in his face. Sarah also now wears a crimson mask. Her head gashed by the ring bell. Paramedics rush down to ringside, checking on the two stars. They try to administer aid, but both competitors begin to stir, shoving them away. Staggering to get back to their feet. Blood continues to drip from their faces as they struggle to stand. Jeff suddenly lunges at Sarah out of nowhere and they crash through one of the gurneys, hitting the floor where they continue to brawl. The medical staff backs away as the bitter enemies continue to fight.

Shannan Lerch: They are NUTS!! I wouldn't be surprised if one...or both of them don't make it out of this alive!

Zach Davis: They are out for blood and that is for DAMN SURE. This isn't a wrestling match...this is a fight, plain and simple.

Eric Price: As it should be. Jeff Purse is going to experience misery! I love it!

Sarah shoves Jeff off of her and rolls away, pulling herself to her feet. Jeff pulls himself up with aid from the guardrail. Then Sarah grabs hold of one of the paramedics kits. Removing a pair of DEFIBULATORS!!! She turns the dial, charging them up and she NAILS Jeff in the face with one of them, dazing him. She then PRESSES the fibulators against the sides of Jeff's HEAD, and SPARKS FLY!!! Smoke fizzles up from where Jeff had just been shocked and he collapses to the floor, two searing marks on his head from where the fibulators had burnt thousands of volts into him. Sarah now tosses the devices aside and tries to get Jeff to his feet to roll him back into the ring.

Zach Davis: Did you just SEE that??!!

Shannan Lerch: I saw! I saw! Jeff just got the shock of her life!!!!

Eric Price begins clapping as he stands from his chair.

Eric Price: Bravo! Bravo!

Eventually, Sarah is able to drag Jeff back towards the ring and rolls him in. Jeff has not showed any signs of consciousness the entire time. Sarah pulls herself back into the ring and goes for the pinfall. A groggy Stanley Moser has just started coming around and he crawls in for th count.




The crowd gasps.

Zach Davis: NO! Jeff got a shoulder up!

Shannan Lerch: That was CLOSE!!!

Again Eric gets from his seat now that Moser was conscious again. He temporarily removes his headset and grabs a microphone.

Zach Davis: What is he doing?

Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen. As chairman of EPPW I would like to announce that as of this very moment, this match is now ... a no disqualifications match!

Zach Davis: WHAT?!

Shannan Lerch: Excellent decision sir.

Zach Davis: How bias can you be? You've just given Sarah Twilight free reign to do as she pleases!

Eric Price: Oh stop. I did it for the fans. I am giving them what they want!

Sarah screams at Moser, demanding that it was a count of three. Moser stands firm that it was only two. Sarah again hauls Jeff to his feet, sending him for a HARD whip into the opposite end turnbuckle, the force causes Jeff to FLIP upside down and become entangled in the top ropes by his feet. Sarah smirks as she heads over, climbing the turnbuckle and standing on top of Jeff's ankles. She JUMPS down for the YOU DON'T MATTER...But Jeff swings his head back, avoiding the impact. Sarah lands on the mat, and Jeff reaches out, grabbing her ankles and pulling Sarah's legs out from under her. Sarah falls face first into the mat and this give Jeff enough time to free himself from his situation.

Zach Davis: Close call for Jeff who had that move scouted well.

Shannan Lerch: That would have ended this match for sure!! Jeff using his flexibility to avoid it.

Eric Price: Meh. He got lucky is all.

Sarah gets back to her feet and turns back towards Jeff, just in time to catch a super kick to the face as Jeff comes out of the corner with THE SPOKE! Sarah falls flat on the mat and Jeff favors his ankle again after the impact. He manages to once again perch himself on the turnbuckle and the crowd is on their feet. He LEAPS off and NAILS The DEFLATOR!!! The impact hurts but he scrambles on for the cover after a few seconds and Moser drops into position with the crowd counting along.

Eric Price: Oh dear God! NO! NO!

Zach Davis: New Champion! New Champion!!

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!

Crowd: THREE!

Zach Davis: NO! Sarah kicked out! She kicked out!

Eric Price: YES! YES! YES!

Shannan Lerch: We almost had a new champion!!! I can't believe it....it was THAT close!!

Jeff can't believe it either as the look on his face is complete SHOCK. The crowd boos a bit but continues to cheer Jeff on. Jeff is livid and he gets back to his feet, measuring Sarah, waiting for her to get back to her feet. When she does, Jeff RUSHES her for a spear but Sarah uses Jeff's own momentum, pulling him up and DROPPING him into TWILIGHT ZONE!! The crowd is BOOING like MAD. It take a few seconds, but Sarah is able to roll over and drape an arm over Jeff as Moser again drops into position.

Eric Price: YES!!!!




Zach Davis: NO! And Jeff now gets a shoulder up!!! This is INSANE!!

Eric Price: WHAT?!

Shannan Lerch: This is so intense, I don't know who is going to win anymore!!

Both competitors take a few moments to collect themselves, and again make it back to their feet. Jeff staggering, swings a right at Sarah, which stumbles her back. Sarah returns the favor, nailing Jeff with a right hand. Jeff stumbles back, and Sarah follows up with a kick to the midsection. Jeff doubles over and is taken up for a perfect T-Bone suplex. Jeff is down, and Sarah is a bit slow to her feet now, taking her time. She again rolls outside of the ring, taking the other television monitor from the announcer's table, she throws it into the ring, now with Eric's changing the contest to no disqualification. Sarah also retrieves the table she had propped up earlier and slides that into the ring. Sarah moves to get back into the ring as well but Jeff comes running out of nowhere with a baseball slide that nails Sarah in the face and sends her back hard into the guardrail.

Zach Davis: Sarah taken down again and Jeff in control.

Shannan Lerch: I don't know how much more these two can possibly do to each other!

Eric Price: I think I need a stiff drink. This is too much! Too much!

Jeff now takes some time to find some new toys to inflict more pain, as he hops down outside of the ring. The cowd goes wild with cheers as he removes a ladder from under the ring and slides it inside. Jeff follows and leans the ladder against the turnbuckle. Sarah slowly makes her way back into the ring and Jeff gives her no time, hauling Sarah up by the hair. Jeff runs her head first into the ladder in the corner!! Sarah's head bounces off and she is out of it!! Jeff now props up the table in the center of the ring and once again goes for the ladder, propping it up as well. He struggles to get Sarah's dead weight up, but does, and rolls her onto the table. Now Jeff begins ascending the ladder as the crowd is continuing to cheer.

Zach Davis: Jeff is going for air here! Sarah is in a world of trouble!

Shannan Lerch: The tide has turned so much in this one, it's impossible to predict what will happen next!

Jeff slowly climbs each rung, finally approaching the top. By now Sarah is moving and she rolls herself off of the table and also begins to climb the ladder opposite Jeff. Both competitors reach the top and start trading blows to gain advantage. Sarah catches Jeff with a hard right that causes the challenger to fight for balance. Sarah takes advantage, hooking Jeff up for a suplex. But Jeff blocks the attempt, locking his legs on the ladder rung. Sarah tries again and Jeff stays secure with his legs locked. He sends a few shots to Sarah's ribs, getting her to break, and Jeff follows up with a headbutt. Sarah is now reeling atop the ladder. Jeff now climbs up another rung and jumps OVER Sarah sunset flip style and PULLS Sarah into a ROLLING POWERBOMB from the TOP of the LADDER!!! Both of them go CRASHING through the table below as they lay there in the twisted, mangled pile of wood, plastic and metal. Neither of them moving, but Sarah had obviously taken the most of that fall.


Zach Davis: This HAS to be it! All Jeff has to do is crawl into the cover and it's over!

Shannan Lerch: I hate to say it, But I think you're right. That was the chance Jeff needed and he nailed it!!

Eric Price: No! This isn't right. This can't stand!

Jeff is slow to move but manages to crawl through the debris and covers Sarah, hooking the leg. Moser drops in for the count.

Zach Davis: It's elementary here.




Zach Davis: NO!! I can't believe it!! Sarah kicked out of that!!!

Shannan Lerch: Jeff HAS to be wondering now what he has to do to put Sarah away. This is absolutely CRAZY!!

Eric Price: Oh dear God thank you! Yes!

Jeff is beside hIMself. He now, starts yelling at Moser for the three count, but he reinforces his stance. Jeff hauls Sarah up by the hair, completely frustrated. And Sarah NAILS a DDT out of nowhere, buying herself some time. Sarah slowly gets to her feet and Jeff starts to stir. Sarah again takes the monitor she'd tossed into the ring and sets it on the ground. Sarah climbs the turnbuckle and sits, waiting. When Jeff gets to his feet he instinctively rushes Sarah, and attempts a hurricarrana. But Sarah catches him, pulling him up with her. Jeff has nowhere to go and Sarah steadies herself, JUMPING from the top rope taking Jeff for a piledriver right into the MONITOR!!!! There is a sickening CRACK as Jeff's skull meets the equipment.


Jeff is OUT of it. And folded in half. Sarah, who is battle weary struggles to roll Jeff onto his back, but finally does and covers him. Moser again drops in for the count.




Zach Davis: NO! SOMEHOW Jeff kicks out!!

Eric Price: Moser you idiot! That was three! It was THREE!

Shannan Lerch: How are they DOING THIS?!!! They are gonna KILL each other!!!!

Sarah is now becoming frustrated and She YANKS Jeff up by the hair and sets her into position, Hauling him up for THE TWILIGHT ZONE. But Jeff is able to wiggle free and he pulls Sarah down for a backslide, but Sarah rolls off before a one count. Jeff is still dazed and Sarah rolls back to her feet. She rushes in a sends a NASTY kick right into Jeff's face. Sarah reaches down, grabbing a handful of Jeff's hair, hauling him back to his feet. But Jeff, on instinct, pulls Sarah down into a jawbreaker. Staggering the champion back. Jeff now follows up with a running bulldog, smashing Sarah's face into the canvas. Both of them are VERY out of it.

Zach Davis: I don't know who's gonna come out of this one tonight. But what a hell of a match!

Shannan Lerch: I wonder if they should have made this one ten falls? These two can go!!

Eric Price: How is Purse even still standing? Sarah has decimated him!

Jeff slowly makes it to his feet, as does Sarah. Jeff hooks Sarah up for a suplex. But as Sarah goes up and over, she pulls down, and reverses the attempt, dropping Jeff with a neckbreaker. Sarah now, climbs the turnbuckle and measures Jeff, jumping off for a STOMP right to Jeff's gut, but at JUST the last moment, Jeff rolls out of the way, and Sarah lands feet first on the canvas. Jeff is quickly to his feet like a cat and sends a dropkick to Sarah's back which sends her stumbling into the ladder that was still in the ring.

Zach Davis: Tide turning again! I don't know how much longer these two can stand this.

Shannan Lerch: They can both take it to the next level, that's for sure. But I have to agree the tanks are running on empty right now.

Jeff stays on the offensive, taking Sarah's head and SLAMMING it into the ladder. Sarah falls back and Jeff rushes into the ropes, returning with a handspring splash, but Sarah now rolls out of the way and Jeff eats canvas. The two rivals are down on the mat. Each struggling to get to their feet. Jeff pushes himself about halfway up and collapses back on the mat. Sarah uses the ropes, pulling herself up, but isn't having much easier of a time. Jeff again tries to push himself up, but Sarah is first to her feet, she grabs hold of Jeff and attempts a HARD whip to the turnbuckle, but Jeff reverses, sending Sarah to the turnbuckle instead. Sarah hits chest first and the post and ropes are the only things holding her up as she is winded from the blow.

Zach Davis: Jeff having an opportunity here. He has a chance to win here if he can capitalize and end Sarah's Twilight's championship reign.

Shannan Lerch: I don't think he has enough left in him. Sarah wants this more. She needs to feed that hunger.

Zach Davis: I dunno Shannan. I think it's Jeff's favor right now.

Eric Price: This is making me physically ill!

Shannan Lerch: Come on Sarah! Get back into this thing!

Jeff heads in as Sarah starts to stir on the turnbuckle. Grabbing her from behind she tries to lock her into a full nelson. But Sarah is fighting it. The crowd is on the edge of their seats as the two battle for position in the corner. Jeff gets most of the Full nelson locked in and attempts to pull Sarah over for a bridged full nelson suplex. However, the hold wasn't fully locked in and Sarah wiggels one arm free, BLASTING Jeff with an elbow to the side of the head and another to finally back him off.

Shannan Lerch: Come on Sarah!!

Eric Price: End him! END HIM!

Zach Davis: Sarah battles out. Jeff isn't finished!

Jeff shakes off the cobwebs from the shots and charges in at Sarah once again, this time for a shoulder tackle. Sarah sidesteps the rush and Jeff SLAMS into the ringpost shoulder first. As he stumbles back out of the corner, Sarah grabs hold of him and shoots his head between her thighs, turning slightly to position him toward the center of the ring. The crowd is BOOING beyonf belief as she hauls him up ... and for the second time tonight she DROPS him with the TWILIGHT ZONE! Jeff crashes into the canvas and an exhausted Sarah falls on him for the cover. Moser checks and both of Jeff's shoulders are flat against the mat. He begins his count




Bell rings.

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner...in a time of 51 minutes and 13 seconds...and STILL EPPW World Heavyweight Champion...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!!!!!!

Zach Davis: I don't believe it! Sarah retained!

Eric Price: Yes! I told every last one of you this would happen! I told you all!

Shannan Lerch: Sarah Twilight making good on her promise to finish the job with Jeff Purse here tonight

Sarah rolls out of the ring, collecting her title as the crowd boos MASSIVELY. Eric Price happily joins her. Jeff sits in the center of the ring absolutely beside himself. He can't believe it at all. Sarah struts up the ramp, smirking back at Jeff as she raises the World Title high in the air again to defeaning boos.

Zach Davis: I don't care what anyone says, Jeff gave about as good an effort as I've ever seen but on this night it just was not meant to be.

Shannan Lerch: I have to agree. There were a few times I really thought we had a new champion. But look at the ring, it's soaked in both Jeff and Sarah's blood. And these two really delivered.

Zach Davis: This Tokyo crowd not happy with the outcome, but they are still applauding Jeff's efforts. And I think that they should.

Shannan Lerch: Sarah Twilight has really been making an impact as of late. How will she and Eric Price continue to lead EPPW into the coming months?

Table of Contents

Seth Lerch's Ultimate Showdown Announcement

Blast Intro

Biohazard/Tyler Walker vs The Big Time Jerks

Justin Turner vs The Rookie

Ana Valentine/Steve Orbit At The Gym

Arkham vs GILGAMAX!

Grave Dancer/Voodoo vs Emmaleigh Shae/Kira Sakazaki

Odin Balfore vs Jonathan Jakobs

Ana Valentine/Steve Orbit In The Lockerroom

People's Title Match: Tek vs Steeltoe Joe

John Gobble/Eric Price Segment

Television Title Match: The Polar Phantasm vs Lilith

Hardcore Title Match: Denise D'Evil vs Oblivion

Steve Orbit Segment

United States Title Match: Eric Price vs FPV

Tag Team Titles Match: Steve Orbit/Ana Valentine vs Waylon Cash/John Gobble

A Hell Raising Return

Eric Price Backstage Segment

World Title Match: Jeff Purse vs Sarah Twilight


Of The Week

Jonathan Jakobs
Jeff Purse vs Sarah Twilight



Sarah Twilight
United States:
Steeltoe Joe
The Ninja
Tag Team: