Blast 2016 starts with old footage. VERY old footage. From Blast 2002.
Logan stomps on Hellz, and then lifts him up as Lerch and Butch get into the ring. Creeping Death is beginning to stand as well. Logan puts Hellz in a Sleeperhold..
Shannan Lerch: He's getting ready to do the Connector!
Lerch and Butch swing their chairs at C.D., trying to do a Double Chair Shot, but C.D. ducks, and the chairs hit Logan instead!! Logan is knocked out completely, and falls to the ground. Lerch and Butch look shocked at what they've just done, and they roll out of the ring to check on Logan. Hellz turns to C.D. and kicks him in the gut, then does the Needle Head! He pins. 1.. 2.. 3!!!
Zack Davis: HELLZ ANGEL HAS BECOME THE WCF WORLD CHAMPION!
We cut to a more recent episode of Slam. It is Seth Lerch's office, with Logan.
Seth Lerch: WCF. Slam. The whole damn thing. It started with two people.... Seth Lerch and Logan.
The fans boo.
Seth Lerch: And for all I care? It can end the same fucking way.
By now, the fans have been checking their smart phones; they know what's going on.
Seth Lerch: As far as I'm concerned, this place is what I want it to be, or it's nothing. And I don't care if it's nothing. That's better than letting men other than myself shape what MY company should be. I'll let WCF die before I compromise. And to prove it?
Seth turns to Logan.
Seth Lerch: My files, please.
The WCF World Champion hands Seth a folder.
Seth Lerch: Inside this folder are a great number of randomly selected contracts. I don't care if they're #beachkrew, Rebellution - I don't care if they're up and coming stars, veterans.... This is what I think of you, "WCF Galaxy." I don't give a shit.
Seth drops the folder into a nearby paper shredder. We see the files go through, torn to shreds, and as such, legally null and void. Because that is how that works.
We now see flashes of everything that happened after that. We see Neforian win the Television Title. We see Nathan Chambers debut. We see Oblivion defeat Logan for the World Title, and we see Oblivion fall to Jeff Purse. We see Stuart Slane and James Chevalier and their victories. We see the debuts of Kevin Bishop, Ace, Severan King, the Heavy Metal Machine, Greg St. Matthews, Psychopomp, and more.
Lastly, we see Seth Lerch, once again in his office.
Seth Lerch: Tonight? WCF perserveres. Tonight? WCF is back on Pay Per View. WCF is back once... and for all.
We go to the ring.
Zach Davis: We're starting things off with a battle royal!
Freddy Whoa: What an opportunity. Most of these are new guys, and to come in here and defeat seven other men? Whoever wins, it will be impressive.
The arena lights are soon to be cut off, making it pitch black. Fans are curious, as well as commentators and the ringside workers. An ominous beeping noise is heard over the sound systems, soon to be recognized to be the sound of a heart monitor, monitoring the heart of a being. Then, the monitor goes off, signaling that the heart has stopped beating. "Lifeline" by Thousand Foot Krutch plays and out comes the unlicensed doctor. Bones makes his way out with his surgical mask and his torn up doctor coat.
Surprisingly, the fans cheer for Doctor Bones, who ignores them, entering the ring and takes off his surgical mask, tossing it to the crowd. Bones hops off the top turnbuckle, stepping off of the apron and pulls out his frost cutlery, startling the fans in the front row and even a child, accompanied by his mother! Bones sadistically laughs, galloping around the ring with the weapon just sticking out for flesh! Soon, Bones goes back up to the turnbuckle via entering the ring ropes, taking the cutlery and slits his flesh as blood trickles down from his eyebrow. He takes the doctor coat off, tossing it to the side and hops back down into the ring, hearing his opponent's theme music go off.
Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit plays. Rob P slowley makes his way to the ring. As he enters fire pyro shoots from the turnbuckle.
Just Another Victim by House of Pain and Helmet hits and The Unknown heads to the ring.
Bryson Tiller- sorry not sorry (instrumental) plays. Dee Norm walks to the ring insulting the crowd and his opponents.
"Ladies and Gentlemen" By Saliva plays and Viceroy comes to the center of the stage slowly...He raises his arms into a V and then brings both hands into guns and 'fires' them towards the ring before sauntering to the ring.
Lights go out, when they come back on, the vamp to "Bring me to life" by Evanescence is playing.
The arena is filled with a gold light as "You Got Another Thing Coming" begins to play. Tony walks out onto the stage, nodding his head to the music. He quickly begins walking down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans or fist bumping them, all the while pumping them up for his upcoming match. Just before he reaches the ring he breaks into a run, before jumping up onto the ring apron. He enters the ring, quickly walking over to his corner, and waits for the match to begin.
no music or anything Bad News Benson just stomps down like hes pissed off at men women children animals and gods he does take to stopping to harass fans occasionally.
Zach Davis: Here we go!
As per usual with battle royals, all hell breaks loose. Doctor Bones and The Unknown face off, Rob P and Dee Norm, Vic Viceroy and Black Demon, Bad News Benson and Tony Miranda!
Freddy Whoa: Each of these guys looking to prove they have what it takes!
Zach Davis: And we've got some big, big men in here. Some monsters.
Doctor Bones and the Black Demon end up facing in the middle of the ring. They throw fists and each other, each one trying to prove supremacy.. each one surely insane for one reason or another.
Freddy Whoa: WCF really just bring out the crazies...
One such crazy is The Unknown - who runs up and tackles both Bones and Demon into the ropes before lifting them up over them!
Zach Davis: UNKNOWN eliminates two men!
But Dee Norm throws Unknown over the top rope!
Freddy Whoa: No! Unknown holds on.
Unknown doesn't take any chances and climbs right back in. Dee Norm turns around and gets hit with a Running Lariat by Unknown. Dee Norm gets back up and Unknown rushes him - only for Norm to jump and drop Unknown with a Codebreaker!
Zach Davis: Meanwhile, Rob P and Tony Miranda are teaming up against Bad News.
Benson is absorbing blows by both men and shrugging them off. He's huge. He shoves them down and they run at him, but he runs right back and Clotheslines them both down at once. They get back up and Benson boots Rob P in the groin. He then boots Miranda - but Tony catches his leg. Tony spins Benson around and goes for a German Suplex but Benson is too big and elbows his way out of it.
Freddy Whoa: Here comes Vic Viceroy!
Viceroy drops Benson with a Lou Thesz Press! He starts hitting huge rights and lefts to the face of the giant.
Zach Davis: Vic Viceroy is a fighter. He may not have fought with someone as big as Bad News Benson, but he's tough, that's for sure.
Viceroy rolls off and Benson charges him. Viceroy executes a Drop Toehold before putting Benson into a Boston Crab.
Freddy Whoa: He's got to be careful. If you damage Benson's legs, Benson is stuck on the ground, and how do you eliminate someone so big who is grounded?
Meanwhile Rob P has rushed Dee Norm. Dee Norm smashes him in the face with an elbow, sending him reeling. He then runs at him and Spears him!, which sends Rob P flying backwards and over the top!
Zach Davis: Dee Norm with the elimination!
Dee Norm runs at Tony Miranda and attempts the same thing, but Tony Miranda leapfrogs over him. Dee Norm almost flies out of the ring but he stops himself. Miranda Dropkicks him, causing him to stumble out - but he catches himself and readies himself on the apron.
Freddy Whoa: Bad News Benson rushes him!
Benson flies at Dee Norm with all he's got - but Dee Norm ducks out of the way. Benson's huge leg goes over the top rope and he flies out!
Zach Davis: The biggest man of the match is gone!
Dee Norm quickly scurries back into the ring. Tony Miranda rushes him again but this time Norm fires off a stiff Superkick, spinning Miranda around into the arms of Vic Viceroy - who throws him right over the top rope!
Freddy Whoa: We're down to the final three! Dee Norm, Vic Viceroy, and The Unknown!
All three men stalk each other, neither wanting to make the first move, sensing the win could be a few moves away. Eventually The Unknown makes the first move, Clotheslining Dee Norm down unexpectedly. Norm gets back to his feet and runs at Unknown, who catches him and executes an Inverted Sidewalk Slam DDT. Unknown gets back to his feet and Vic starts hitting him from behind with forearms. He then takes him down with a Russian Legsweep.
Zach Davis: Looks like Vic has a plan.. What is he doing? Seems risky..
He runs to the ropes...
Freddy Whoa: UNKNOWN THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP!
As Vic went to springboard, Unknown ran at him and attempted to throw him over the top!, but Vic lands on the apron. Unknown runs at him but Vic elbows him between the ropes, causing him to reel away. Unknown turns back to him and Vic Springboards...
Zach Davis: UNKNOWN CATCHES HIM IN A SITOUT POWERBOMB!
Unknown drives Vic into the mat. He rolls away and is immediately attacked by Dee Norm. Unknown elbows Norm away and Norm fires off another Superkick - but Unknown has it scouted. He spins Norm around and throws him over the top!
Freddy Whoa: Dee Norm made it to the final three but he's gone! We're down to two!
Unknown turns quickly back to Viceroy. He pulls Viceroy in and hits a Swinging Neckbreaker. He then positions himself up top.
Zach Davis: BLACKOUT INCOMING!
No!, as Unknown flies, Viceroy catches him on his shoulders... and dumps him over the top!
Freddy Whoa: WHAT A REVERSAL! Vic Viceroy wins it!
The bell sounds. Unknown gets up on the outside, slightly hurting but also angry. Inside the ring Vic Viceroy raises his arm in victory.
Zach Davis: What a way to start off Blast! What a victory for Vic Viceroy - boy, that's a mouthful.
Freddy Whoa: And if Vic has anything to say about it, you'll be saying it a lot.
Zach Davis: Wait, wait - WHO IS THAT?!
A man in a hoodie has just entered the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Security!
Zach Davis: No, wait.
The man spins Vic Viceroy around. He lifts him up. The hoodie still covers his face - but we all know.
Freddy Whoa: ...
The man drops Vic Viceroy in a Burning Hammer.
Zach Davis: Why?
With Viceroy planted on the mat, the man pulls back the hoodie. It is, of course, none other than WCF legend.. Corey Black.
Freddy Whoa: We haven't seen Corey Black since he left our announcer's booth!
Zach Davis: Since he was FORCED to leave our announcer's booth, Freddy!
Corey looks down at Vic Viceroy; expressionless. He shakes his head as Viceroy holds his head in pain. Black simply rolls out of the ring and heads back up through the crowd, the fans nearby him marking out of course - everyone else not sure what to think.
Freddy Whoa: Vic Viceroy has only been here for a week or two... How could Corey Black have anything against him?
Zach Davis: Corey Black isn't the most.. ahem.. new guy friendly member of our roster. He's been through every single era of WCF, he's seen the best come and go. We'll have to hear what he has to say.
Freddy Whoa: Let's just move on.
The house lights dim, and the arena fades to darkness, accompanied by red mood lighting. The cameras pan around the sold out arena showing the members of the WCF Galaxy waiting in anticipation. Soon a distinct sound of multiple horses galloping is heard. With this the cameras pan back to the stage as we see entrance graphics employing visuals of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The horsemen utter the words “Apocalypse Now”, when suddenly two columns of fire shoot from the sides of the stage as “My Apocalypse” by Metallica begins to play.
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 285 pounds, from St. Petersburg, Florida...The Manifestation of Devastation...A-A-A-APOC-A-LY-Y-Y-P-P-S-S-S-EE-E!!!
The house lights come on and Apocalypse then starts to head down the ramp, with a slow intimidating walk, as the fans marvel at his sight. Some are brave enough to reach their hands out to touch him. Before he nears the end of the ramp the Wicked One stops and makes his way over to a young child. He stares at the child before him; suddenly he pulls out some of his hair, squeals, and hands over his hair to the child before flashing a goofy smile. He then reaches the end of the ramp, steps up onto the ring apron and over the rope with ease. Once in the ring he makes his way over to a corner, sits down, and starts rocking like a baby as “My Apocalypse” by Metallica fades out.
Rain dances down the entryway and around the ring. Steps up to the mat from the floor, leans back against the top rope and backward-salts into the ring over the rope. Centers himself in the ring and pumps his fist into the air four times, seeking approval of his great ancestors.
Zach Davis: These two were the final men in a recent You're Fired battle royal. But we didn't get a winner between them.
Freddy Whoa: Well we will now!
The two men run at each other and begin trading strikes. Tomohawk gets the early advantage and throws Apocalypse to the ropes before running at him and Clotheslining him out.
Zach Davis: If this was a Battle Royal, Tomohawk would be our winner.
Tomohawk gets out of the ring and waits for Apocalypse to get up before running at him and hitting a Yakuza Kick. He rolls Apocalypse back in before going for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: Kickout.
Tomohawk lifts Apocalypse up and runs at him and goes for a Spear but Apocalypse sidesteps it. Apocalypse runs at him and hits the Nightflight!
Zach Davis: OOF! Pin attempt by Apocalypse!
No, Tomohawk kicks out now. He crawls into the corner, only for Apocalypse to attempt a Stinkface.
Freddy Whoa: Mercy Mercy Me. Why does he do this move!? Ew. Why does anybody!?
Tomohawk kicks Apocalypse in the ass, pushing him away. Tomohawk rushes Apocalypse and hits the Spear this time. Apocalypse is a beast and gets back to his feet but Tomohawk is already Springboarding, he hits the Lariat.
Zach Davis: Spirits Rising!
Apocalypse gets back up and Tomohawk runs at him again.
Freddy Whoa: HUNTING HAWK!
Tomohawk falls on top of Apocalypse.
Zach Davis: Tomohawk gets the victory!
Tomohawk rolls out of the ring and raises his arms in victory as Apocalypse is pissed off inside the ring.
Trevor Browning enters the stage looking left and right to the crowd as "Rebel Son" plays. He makes his way to the ring making sure the fans know how pathetic they are throughout his entrance. As he enters the ring he pumps his chest with his fist and tells everyone that they are about to be "Brown and Out"
The arena dims until only ambient light glows from the main screen. Parish—his back turned to the viewer—plays Chopin’s “Nocturne in F Minor” (15 seconds). The screen then cuts to his blue eyes behind a dark, latex mask. He speaks in his scratchy voice, "When the wall crumbles, are you still standing?" Spotlights follow Lester Parish down the ramp. Chopin’s tune continues as he lumbers down to the steps and into the ring. Once under the ropes, the lights go back on and Parish awaits the match to begin.
The bell sounds.
Zach Davis: Here we go!!
The two circle each other and tie up. Trevor Browning gets the early advantage and throws Parish to the ropes. As Parish comes back he hits a Side Kick, sending Parish into the ropes; Browning then hits a European Uppercut. Parish is hurting and Browning backs up and then runs and hits a Forearm. Parish stumbles out from the ropes and Browning lifts him in a Vertical Suplex.
Freddy Whoa: He stalls..
After several moments Browning drops him, satisfied with his stalling. He floats over and covers.
No!, Parish gets the shoulder up.
Zach Davis: These are two VERY new names to WCF, and they're in a singles match at a major PPV. For TV Title contendership, no less!
Browning lifts Parish up and grapples him from behind, going for a German Suplex. Parish elbows his way out and executes a Russian Legsweep. Parish then begins stomping away at Browning. He drops an elbow right on his throat.
Freddy Whoa: Is that necessary?
Parish goes for the pin.
Browning kicks out!
Zach Davis: This match could make or break these guys... No one is losing that easily.
Parish lifts Browning up and executes a Mongolian Chop. Browning backs into a corner and Parish runs at him; Browning gets the boot up. Parish runs into his boot and turns, stumbling away. Browning puts him into a Sleeper.
Freddy Whoa: Trevor Browning slowing down the pace.
Browning throws Parish to the ropes and executes a Powerslam into pin!
NO!, Parish kicks out!
Zach Davis: Again. HUGE opportunity for these guys!
Trevor Browning climbs to the top rope. The crowd boos.
Freddy Whoa: Is this it?
HE HITS THE BROWNTOWN!
Zach Davis: NO! Parish rolls away at the last second!
Parish hits his vicious heart punch.
Freddy Whoa: THE COLONNADE!
Lester Parish drops down and pins Browning.
Zach Davis: LESTER PARISH WINS IT!
Freddy Whoa: Amazing!
The bell sounds.
Zach Davis: We've still got our Television Championship match later tonight. Will Parish be facing Alpine or Neforian?
Freddy Whoa: Who cares? What a win right here, right now!
Lester Parish gets his arm raised as Trevor Browning regroups on the outside.
Zach Davis: We've got a hardcore match now! Mikey eXtreme, is, of course, the number one contender to the Hardcore Championship.
Freddy Whoa: And Psychopomp? Well, he has psycho right in his name, so...
The lights goes out and Bleed Well of H.I.M starts playing from the speakers. Beams of lights of different color starts going off to the rhythm of the guitar and Psychopomp jumps in the middle of the entrance. The lights turns back on back and he walks towards the ring.
The lights begin to slowly go off, section by section, until the arena is completely black. "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains blares over the PA system as the lights on the stage begin to slowly flash on and off. Mikey eXtreme steps out onto the stage with his arms held out and his head titled back as he looks to the ceiling. Vidalia and Freakshow flank him as they make their way ringside.
Kyle Steel: Making his way down to the ring being accompanied by Vidalia and Freakshow, hailing from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 225 lbs, Mikey eXtreme!
Mikey ignores the fans trying to reach out to touch him. He throws the kendo stick into the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, crawling to the corner where he sits laughing and rocking back and forth. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at Mikey's opponent as Vidalia whispers some kind of plan into Mikey's ear.
Zach Davis: There's the bell!
Psychopomp runs at Mikey, who may have been taking him too lightly and isn't prepared. Pyschopomp Dropkicks him into the corner and then hits a series of strikes to Mikey's head. Mikey stumbles out of the corner and Psycho kicks him in the gut and hits a Northern Lights Suplex into pin!
NO!, Mikey kicks out. He scrambles to his feet only for Psychopomp to run at him and Dropkick him, causing Mikey to fly out of the ring. Psychopomp runs at him once he's outside and hits a Tope Con Hilo!
Freddy Whoa: HE CONNECTS!
Psychopomp rolls Mikey into the ring and pins him.
No!, kickout by Mikey.
Zach Davis: He's not the number one contender to the Hardcore Title for nothin'.
Psychopomp rolls away and quickly climbs to the top. Mikey gets back to his feet and is met with a Super Dropkick!
Freddy Whoa: No pin attempt this time - Psychopomp is going outside!
This time he goes under the ring. He pulls out a 4x4!
Zach Davis: What is he going to do to Mikey with that!?
He just tosses it into the ring. Then he pulls out another 4x4. Then he pulls out a saw.
Freddy Whoa: OH MY GOD! He's got a handsaw!
He rolls back into the ring and the bloodthirsty fans are on their feet. Psychopomp looks at Mikey but he gets confused. He takes his saw and begins sawing the 4x4 in half.
Zach Davis: Well, uh, we know Psychopomp went to the hardware store... and he apparently bought some lumber and a saw, and ... I don't fucking know.
Mikey runs at Pomp and tackles him down, knocking the saw out of his hand. Mikey hits him with a few stiff punches before getting up and picking up the wood Pomp was sawing. He runs at Pomp and hits him in the head with it!
Freddy Whoa: PSYCHOPOMP HIT WITH HIS OWN 2X2! BECAUSE HE SAWED HIS 4X4 IN HALF!
Zach Davis: But if he sawed it in half once wouldn't it be a 2x4? Or a 4x2?
Freddy Whoa: ....shut up.
Mikey quickly kicks the wood out of the ring and goes for the saw itself. Psychopomp is getting to his feet.
Zach Davis: No...
Mikey raises his arm up and BOOM!, he hits Psychopomp in the forehead with the saw. Psychopomp is busted open. Mikey gets all up in his face and takes the saw to it - but Psychopomp sees his life flashing before his eyes and rolls away. He exits the ring and Mikey quickly goes on the attack, but Psychopomp swings and hits him with a wrench!
Freddy Whoa: Once again! That hardware store trip really made a difference!
Mikey is knocked out. Psychopomp rolls him back into the ring and goes back under the ring, this time pulling out a vice grip wrench. He gets back into the ring and attaches the vice grip wrench to Mikey's right nipple.
Zach Davis: No..... not this...
Psychopomp tightens it.
Freddy Whoa: I've never seen this before. And I don't want to.
Once the wrench is gripped tightly on Mikey's nipple, Psychopomp twists it, practically ripping Mikey's nipple off!
Crowd: YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK!
The severe pain wakes Mikey eXtreme up from his probable concussion. He jumps up holding his nipple and Psychopomp runs at him and hits a Kitchen Sink strike, doubling Mikey over. Mikey climbs back up and Psychopomp runs at him again.
Zach Davis: STARGAZER!
NO!, Mikey sidesteps it. Psychopomp crashes his knee into the turnbuckle. He turns without dropping and Mikey, severely in pain, fires it up.
Freddy Whoa: X MARKS THE SPOT!
He hits it!, and falls on top of Psychopomp.
NO!, Pomp gets the shoulder up!
Zach Davis: Not everyone can kick out of such a beautiful Superkick! Mikey's is one of the best!
Mikey lifts Pomp up and throws him to the ropes. As Pomp comes back Mikey hits a Drop Toehold, causing Pomp's throat to hit the ropes. Mikey gets onto the apron and runs at Pomp's head - hitting a Dropkick! Pomp rolls away into the ring and Mikey Springboards back into the ring and hits an Elbow Drop!
Freddy Whoa: Pin attempt!
NO!, Pomp kicks out.
Zach Davis: Mikey eXtreme has established himself as one of the top stars in this company. Many people list him as one of the best never to hold the World Title at this point. Psychopomp is in here with one of the best.
Mikey lifts Pomp up and throws him to the ropes. As Pomp comes back he hits the Running Single Leg High Knee!
Freddy Whoa: STARGAZER!
Pomp doesn't go for the pin. Instead he rolls out of the ring and goes under it again...
Zach Davis: TABLE! Did he buy that in the hardware store?
He begins setting it up on the outside. Of course, Mikey is up, but he doesn't dive - wisely realizing he'll crash into the table. Instead, he exits the ring on the side opposite where Pomp is setting it up. He sprints around the ring, coming up behind Pomp, and grabs him by the back of the neck.
Freddy Whoa: EXPLOSION!
NO!, Psychopomp knew he was coming and escapes it. Pomp kicks Mikey but Mikey catches the leg - BOOM, Pomp hits an Enziguri!
Zach Davis: Mikey eXtreme is on dream street! Psychopomp rolls him onto the table...
Psychopomp rolls into the ring and climbs up to the top.
Freddy Whoa: No...
Psychopomp looks to each side of the audience before taking a deep breath.
Zach Davis: THE SACRAMENT TO THE OUTSIDE THROUGH A TABLE!
Freddy Whoa: NO! NO! MIKEY EXTREME ROLLS AWAY!
Psychopomp crashes through the table with his 360 leg drop! Mikey eXtreme quickly pins him on the outside.
Zach Davis: MIKEY EXTREME WINS IT!
The bell sounds.
Freddy Whoa: Wow.
The fans give a mixed reaction as Mikey eXtreme struggles to his feet.
Zach Davis: We saw some stuff here we .. uh, never saw before. These two guys... I don't know what to say. I'd love to see it again! Well, some of it.
Freddy Whoa: Not me. I hate this stuff. These guys put their bodies on the line and shorten their lives for us. It scares me.
Mikey rolls out of the ring and as he's walking up the ramp grabs a cameraman's attention. He tells Nathan Chambers that he's coming for him.
DING DING DING
Kyle Steel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS NEXT MATCH IS A TRIPLE THREAT TO BE CONTESTED UNDER NO DQ RULES INTRODUCING FIRST!
Hard Row by The Black Keys hits the PA. St. Matthews walks to the stage stands and looks around then runs straight to the ring and jumps to the middle rope and lifts his arms to the crowd.
Kyle Steel: Currently in the ring hailing from Sterling KY! GREGORY ST MATTHEWS! AND HIS OPPONENT.
The lights in the arena go out. A cool fog starts to fill the arena as "Heavy Metal Machine" by The Smashing Pumpkins starts to play. All of his fans in the arena start to sing along.
"If I where Alive. If I where real. Would You survive. What would you feel. Heavy Metal Heavy Metal Machine"
Pyros shoot off on the stage and he appears as if out of thin air and makes his way to the ring.
Kyle Steel: Currently making his way to the ring hailing from parts unknown! HE IS THE HEAVY METAL MACHINE! LOGAN!
Once inside, he stands at the center of the ring as a black light shines on him, his eyes gazing directly into the camera as if looking directly into the eyes of all the fans at home. He suddenly raises his hands up above his head and back down again, bringing thunder bolts down onto the ring posts which causes a chain reaction and shoots flames up. The lights come up.
Kyle Steel: And finally!
Ain't No Grave by Johnny Cash plays over the speakers as the lights turn off. After a few moments of the song playing a bright light shines from behind the ramp creating a silhouette of a man standing there.
Kyle Steel: MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING AT THIS TIME!
The house lights brighten back up and we see Severan King on the ramp.
Kyle Steel: Hailing from Jackson Mississippi! SEVERAN KING!
He slowly walks down the ramp and then enters the ring getting right up into Gregory's face head to head both men going between staring and throwing insults
Freddy Whoa: There's some real intensity in that ring right now Davis
Gregg and King have been standing forehead to forehead for the last few seconds, Metal tries to get involved but both guys shove him away without so much as breaking eye contact
Zach Davis: Metal does not look impressed right now
He slides outside the ring and grabs a chair sliding back in and before either of his opponents can prepare
He tosses the chair as hard as he can into both men's faces then hits the ropes shoulder tackling them both sending Matthews tumbling out of the ring Severan bounces off the ropes and when he comes back gets tossed way over head with a back body drop
Freddy Whoa: And a seated senton to finish!
He goes for the pin not expecting the resilient high flyer Matthews to be back in action already spring boarding in and landing a leg drop over the back of Machine's head then grabs the chair Metal hit them with earlier and starts hitting him across the back. Metal retreats away from him rolling out of the ring under the bottom rope, Matthews turns to King all alone in the ring with his nemesis and a chair in hand he smiles only for King to kip up and spinning leg lariat the chair back into his face
Freddy Whoa: That chairs in tatters this complete chaos!
Zach Davis: And it's about to get worse because the Machine just pulled out a ladder!
He goes to slide the 10 footer into the ring but Matthews baseball slides trying to kick it back at him, Metal lifts it over him and Greg slides under it to the outside then swings a kick back knocking Machine off balance shoving him face first into the ladder as it bounces off the ropes and comes back at him and as he drops the ladder and ricochets back into his opponent.....
Zach Davis: Severan King over the top with a tope con halo!!!!
Freddy Whoa: and that leaves all 3 men down on the floor on the outside!
Zach Davis: he's lucky that ladder stayed on the apron if it was on the floor he would of came right down on top of it
Kings the first back to his feet and he takes the ladder into the ring setting it up and climbing to the top to pose as Matthews slides in behind him, he grabs one of his opponents feet and pulls him back and down into an electric chair position he King goes to counter with a reverse Ranna but Matthews holds the rope and Severan eats shit behind him then Gregory takes a simple step back and drops down hooking in a camel clutch
Zach Davis: Heavy metal machine with a kendo stick shot right to the back of the head!
He grabs his opponents hair and tries to toss him out to the floor where a table is waiting but Matthews blocks landing on the apron, he blocks an attempted strike and throws one of his own and then throws a one to the big mans gut doubling him over before pulling him out to the apron
Zach Davis: kicks him in the back both these mean are tetering dangerously close to that table
Matthews then somehow spins around upside down on Machines back and....
Freddy Whoa: SUNSET POWER BOMB THROUGH A TABLE!
Zach Davis: HOLD ON A MINUTE HE'S RIGHT BACK UP ON HIS FEET!
Matthews leaps to the top turnbuckle and dives off with a perfect shooting star press aiming for King
Zach Davis: WAIT WHO THE HELL IS THAT!
Freddy Whoa: Folks we got a mystery man on the apron!
Zach Davis: Thats no mystery man thats SEAN CRAVEN!
Craven shoves Matthews from the top and King kips up and grabs the chair annihilating Matthews with it and Craven enters the ring
Severan King: PICK HIM UP!
Freddy Whoa: Awww come on thats enough!
Craven lifts Matthews up to his knees and then bows rolling out of the ring, Severan kneels before Gregory rubbing the hair from his forehead and tells him to SHHHHH, then stands up with a flash enzugiri off his shoulder
Freddy Whoa: DID YOU HEAR THAT CRACK!
Zach Davis: PIN!
The crowd explodes into boos
Zach Davis: WHAT A PILE OF CRAP!
Freddy Whoa: That match was by no means clean but it deserved a proper finish for the fight these guys gave it!
Kyle Steel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YOUR WINNER! SEVERAN KING!
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Triple Threat Match, and it is for the WCF People’s Championship!
Next Episode by Dre begins to play throughout the Arena as a mixture of cheers and boos poor down onto the ramp. After a few moments, Excalibur appears on the entrance ramp!
Zach Davis: Certainly one of the more controversial stars on the WCF roster, here he is, Excalibur!
Freddy Whoa: Excalibur earned this match not long ago, and now he finally gets the title shot he’s been waiting for!
He slowly walks onto the stage and looks around him, he spits on the stage and energetically runs down the ramp. He jumps up onto the apron as he reaches the ring, and enters the ring normally. He gets up onto the top rope and looks around him.
The house lights lower down to one single white light hitting the entrance.
Child's Voice: He's one sick bastard!
"Reach Down" by Temple of the Dog starts playing and the single white light begins to flicker threw the smoke filling up the entrance. The jumbotron lights up with a waving Rebel flag and the words "Redneck" written over it. Out steps Adam Young in his olive camo pants, black combat boots, black "Redneck" tee shirt, and black zipper hoodie over his head. The song kicks in and Adam pulls the hood off his head and begins walking towards the ring with his famous icy stare towards the ring.
Crowd: You Sick Bastard!
Adam arrives at the ring and circles it before climbing up on the ring apron where he wipes his feet before climbing into the ring. Adam walks to the center of the ring and throws his arms wide open before taking the hooded jacket off.
Zach Davis: Love him or hate him, you cannot deny that Adam Young has been a WCF mainstay for years, and tonight he’s looking to put another trophy in his case.
Freddy Whoa: It’s kind of surreal to imagine Adam Young as People’s Champion, but hey, anything can happen in WCF.
The Crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat echoes throughout the arena, signalling the arrive of Teddy Blaze! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp.
With a crescendo and a burst of flame, Blaze appears before them, holding his hands out over his head and bathing in the applause. He takes a deep bow and walks towards the ring, waving to the fans along the way. He wears an almost cocky grin as he rolls between the ropes, offering his opponent an extended handshake before shrugging and walking to the turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: And there he is! One of the longest reigning People’s Champions in the history of WCF, a man whose name has become synonymous with the People’s Championship, could the be the night it all ends?
Freddy Whoa: Never say never, Zach, but Blaze certainly looks confident heading into this one!
He holds his arms over his head and yells out "WCF Forever!" as he does so, eliciting a cheer from the audience as the music reaches its zenith. He turns and steps back into the ring, waiting for the bell.
As the match begins, all three competitors approach one another slowly, eyes darting back and forth to see who will make the first move.
After a few moments, Blaze holds his hands out to both competitors, palm up, inviting them to throw the first blow. Excalibur turns to Adam Young with a shrug, and Young responds with a grin before blasting Blaze in the face with a right hand! Blaze goes down to one knee from the blow as Young follows up by booting him in the chest, sending him into the corner. Blaze rubs his jaw painfully as he looks to Young with a grin, then explodes to his feet, grabbing Young by the back of the head and throwing punches of his own!
Freddy Whoa: Young and Blaze holding nothing back as this one gets underway!
Zach Davis: These two just couldn’t wait to get their hands on each other.
The audience roars as Young and Blaze send volley after volley at one another, both men connecting with right hooks simultaneously while Excalibur looks for an opening! Shot after shot is traded, each one echoing throughout the building before finally Blaze begins to stumble!
Freddy Whoa: Young manages to stay on his feet!
Young goes to pursue Blaze, who falls towards the ropes, but Excalibur finally sees his chance and grabs Young from behind in a headlock! Young tries to pull free, but has been tired from the opening exchange! Excalibur runs towards the corner and jumps, pulling Young face first into the turnbuckle with a bulldog as he goes over the top rope!
Freddy Whoa: And Excalibur coming in hot! Young is stunned!
Young turns back towards Excalibur, who has managed to ascend the top rope to connect with…
Freddy Whoa: A flying crossbody from the top rope!
Excalibur grabs a cover as he connects with the huge move!
No! Teddy Blaze shoves Excalibur off the top of Young, breaking the pin up with aggression! Excalibur rolls to his feet but Blaze grabs him by the hand and throws him towards the ropes with an Irish whip!
But no! Excalibur regains his control and comes rebounding off the ropes towards Blaze with a running crossbody!
But no! Blaze sees it coming and catches Excalibur in midair with a running arm drag! Excalibur is sent end over end and rolls under the bottom rope to recover!
Zach Davis: Quick exchange here from these two high flyers!
Blaze turns back towards Young, who has managed to get back to his feet! Blaze runs towards young, but Young jumps up with a lariat! Both men clothesline each other immediately, and crash to the ground in a heap!
Freddy Whoa: Blaze and Young taking each other out here now!
Blaze and Young both crawl to their knees, trying to shake out the cobwebs from the other man’s blow, but Excalibur has made his way to the apron now, and launches himself towards both men, taking them out with a double slingshot clothesline as they stand up!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Zach Davis: No rest for the weary here, Freddy!
Excalibur now has his choice of opponents to attack, and grabs Blaze first, hurling him headfirst into the turnbuckle! He turns his attention back towards Young, grabbing him in a powerbomb position…
Zach Davis: What is Excalibur thinking here?
Excalibur grabs Young roughly around the midsection, picking him up with a powerbomb!
But no! While Excalibur’s back is turned, Blaze comes roaring out of the corner, grabbing Excalibur around the midsection! Excalibur stumbles forward, dropping Young over the top rope to the outside!
Freddy Whoa: Incoming!
Blaze uses the momentum from the rebound off the ropes to roll Excalibur up quickly!
No! Excalibur gets a shoulder up at the last second! Blaze shakes his head with a grin, trying not to show his frustration, and stands over Excalibur, waiting to throw a kick the moment he gets up…
Meanwhile on the outside, Young has gone under the ring, to look for a foreign object!
Zach Davis: Wait a minute, what’s Young doing? This isn’t a hardcore match!
Freddy Whoa: But it’s also technically no disqualification, I think that’s good enough for Adam Young!
Young seems to agree, pulling a table out from under the apron as the audience roars!
Crowd: WCF! WCF! WCF!
Young sets up the table at ringside and goes back under to grab another one!
Meanwhile in the ring, Excalibur has finally gotten back up, and Blaze immediately sends a roundhouse kick towards his head!
But no! Excalibur manages to catch the blow, pinning Blaze’s leg in the process! Blaze hops on one leg as Excalibur holds on, before jumping up and connecting with an Enziguri! Excalibur’s head wobbles from the strike, but he manages to stay on his feet!
Blaze now finds his leg trapped, and Excalibur recovers to pull him up into a German Suplex! He bridges into a pin attempt!
No! Adam Young has made it back into the ring and breaks it up with a stomp! He stomps repeatedly on the body and faces of both men, stunning them long enough to grab the table that he had leaned against the apron, pulling it into the ring!
Freddy Whoa: Young bringing in one of the two tables, now we have one in the ring and one outside it!
Young quickly kicks the legs out of the table, setting it up in the middle of the ring. He grabs Blaze, and picks him up for a vertical suplex!
But no! Blaze manages to recover mid-move and actually land on the table! He stands up as Young turns around and lands a roundhouse kick to Adam Young’s temple! Young stumbles towards the ropes from the move and Blaze jumps off to connect with a missile dropkick!
But Adam Young catches him in a midair powerbomb, slamming him roughly to the ground!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Midair counter from Young!
But Excalibur comes out of nowhere to catch Young with a superkick!
Zach Davis: Now Excalibur taking advantage!
Young is stumbled, and Excalibur takes the opportunity to grab him by the neck and roll him on top of the table!
Zach Davis: What could Excalibur be thinking here?
Excalibur goes to the top turnbuckle as the audience calls for something big!
But no! Young manages to recover just as Excalibur makes it to the top, running from the table and pushing Excalibur’s legs out from under him! Excalibur lands with a cry on the top turnbuckle, his face twisted into an agonizing look of pain!
Young quickly grabs Excalibur, hooking him over the shoulder to go for a superplex!
But Excalibur manages to hang onto the top rope as Young pulls repeatedly, trying to yank him free!
And now Blaze is up! Blaze runs towards the two men, grabbing Young in a powerbomb position from behind!
Zach Davis: Now Blaze is pulling on Young pulling on Excalibur!
Freddy Whoa: That might do it!
Sure enough, Excalibur’s grip finally fails, and Blaze powerbombs Young as Young superplexes Excalibur!
Freddy Whoa: Tower of doom through the Table!!
Crowd: This is Awesome! This is Awesome!
All three men are laid out, Excalibur and Young among the splinters, and Blaze collapsed in the corner from the effort. After a few seconds though, he manages to cover Young!
No! Young gets a shoulder up despite taking a powerbomb through the table! Blaze’s face shows visible frustration but he goes to cover Excalibur!
No! Excalibur also gets his shoulder up as Blaze looks at both men incredulously. Young rolls from the ring once again as Blaze picks Excalibur up! Excalibur is clearly hurt from the earlier move, but manages to keep his head about him as Blaze grabs him in an Irish whip!
Excalibur recovers just in time to duck a clothesline as he rebounds off the ropes, running to the other side of the ring and throwing a dropkick! Blaze takes it full force in the chest, falling back to the opposite side of the ring!
But now Blaze manages to recover, and rebounds with a lariat to Excalibur!
Excalibur ducks, and Blaze goes off the next rope!
But No! Adam Young appears suddenly behind Blaze, striking him in the back of the head with the People’s Championship! Blaze goes down to one knee as Adam Young holds the belt up arrogantly, pointing to the championship and then to himself. He throws the belt over one turnbuckle and steps into the ring with Excalibur!
Excalibur immediately goes at Young with a running move, but Young catches him mid-stride, launching him over the top rope and through the second table on the outside!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Zach Davis: Excalibur put through the Table on the outside!
Excalibur struggles to move after the tremendous fall, and the audience roars in the ring as Adam Young retrieves the belt, standing over Blaze!
Adam Young grabs Blaze roughly around the waist as he throws the People’s Title to the ground. Blaze throws punches to Adam’s legs, but the match has clearly taken a lot out of him. Young grins happily as he grabs Blaze around the midsection…
And picks him up to deliver a piledriver onto the People’s Championship!
But no! Blaze manages to break free from the move before Adam can complete it! Young struggles to regain control, but Blaze picks him up now with a back body drop!
Young pauses only for a moment to wince in pain before making it back to his feet…
But Blaze snatches the People’s Title from the ground and blasts Adam Young right across the face with it as the crowd explodes!
Zach Davis: I think I saw a tooth fly out!
Freddy Whoa: Young completely destroyed by that belt shot!
Excalibur has somehow gotten back into the ring and Blaze glares at him, blasting him right in the face too! Excalibur was barely conscious as it was and he drops down in a heap.
Blaze grabs a cover as he holds the People’s championship up!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner, and STILL! The People’s Champion, Teddy Blaze!
Zach Davis: He did it Freddy! Teddy Blaze using the People’s title to overcome Adam Young and Excalibur!
Freddy Whoa: To be fair, Adam Young hit him first with it.
A bloodied Blaze turns towards the camera with a genuinely happy grin, reddened teeth smiling as he points at the People’s Championship then out towards the crowd, celebrating the hard fought win!
Zach Davis: Blaze’s historic reign continues, but let’s not forget, Ultimate Showdown is just around the corner!
Freddy Whoa: You know something Big is going to come out of that match, Zach!
The lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drum beats. The crowd greets her with MASSIVE boos as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.
Kyle Steel: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at 148lbs, she is...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!
Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "What You Want" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening boos and soaks them all in, as if she enjoyed the crowd's hatred. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring, taking her time to revel in her own glory before an ENRAGED crowd before she reaches the ring steps and climbs inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle, staring coldly and without emotion into the sea of 'sheep' as the crowd's boos become even LOUDER.
Zach Davis: Where has Sarah Twilight been, Freddy?
Freddy Whoa: I don't know. Wherever she wants. It's clear that Sarah Twilight has some video of Seth that she's using to blackmail him, or SOMETHING. She does whatever she wants. Including getting a PPV payday against... this man.
Captain WCF runs from the back as soon as his music hits, straight to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He then gets in the middle of the ring and does a super hero pose before running to his corner.
Zach Davis: We saw Sarah Twilight make a mockery of WCF in the past... and now she's going to make a mockery of CAPTAIN WCF?
Captain WCF runs at Sarah as the bell rings and Sarah piefaces him, laughing. Captain WCF gets up and runs at her again.. and again she piefaces him.
Freddy Whoa: I hope someone, somewhere, is enjoying this. People paid to watch this show.
Captain WCF gets up again and again runs at Sarah Twilight. This time he's met with a backhand blow. Sarah drops down and pins him.
No, shoulder up. She lifts him up and instead of applying a hold she hits the ropes and hits a Dropkick to his spine.
Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight is dangerous. If Captain WCF is lucky he'll get out of here with his career and livelihood in tact..
Sarah lifts Captain WCF and shoves him into a corner. She hits him with several forearm smashes before he stumbles out from the corner and she executes a Pullback Clothesline. She lifts him again and throws him to the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: CAPTAIN WCF SPRINGBOARDS!
Sarah was hoping for that. She catches him - and executes a Fallaway Slam.
Captain WCF rolls through and gets back to his feet, AGAIN. And again he charges Sarah Twilight, only to be grabbed...
Zach Davis: T-BONE SUPLEX!
Sarah pins him again.
Sarah releases the pin early. The fans boo.
Freddy Whoa: She's just toying with him now...
She pulls him up and grapples him from behind.
Zach Davis: German Suplex!
Captain WCF lands on his feet! He charges Sarah and rolls her up from behind!
NO!, Sarah escapes! She gets back to her feet and both competitors are up.
Freddy Whoa: She's not playing anymore. TWILIGHT ZONE!
NO!, as she hits it Captain WCF is up and shifts his weight, landing behind her. He rolls her up from behind again.
The crowd gasps. Captain WCF rolls away.
Zach Davis: What....
Captain WCF's music plays.
Freddy Whoa: CAPTAIN WCF WINS IT!!!
The crowd all begin celebrating at once.
Zach Davis: CAPTAIN WCF GETS A VICTORY!!!!!
Captain WCF runs into the crowd and joins a nearby section of Captain WCF supporters. He dances with them to his music as Sarah Twilight is up in the ring. She decks the referee and lifts him up for a Twilight Zone!
Freddy Whoa: Talk about a night of surprises! WOW!
Zach Davis: CAPTAIN WCF HAS DEFEATED THE ONLY ONE WHO MATTERS!
Sarah Twilight is screeching into the camera to cut to commercial, which we do.
Zach Davis: And here it is, ladies and Gentlemen; the fatal four way for the Internet title! Freezerburn, nightrider and new comer Drax Durant will all take on Zombie McMorris as well as themselves to try and capture the WCF Internet Title
Freddy Whoa: Yo, a fatal four way for the Internet title has great implications. The Ultimate Showdown around the corner is a great way to get yourself added to one of the most prestigious and challenges matches in WCF. This match right here can start a lot of careers.
A New Level by Pantera, plays as Drax Durant walks down slowly with that smug look on his face. As he enters the ring he looks at the crowd in disgust.
Zach Davis: Careers like Drax Durant, the Straight Edge Elite of WCF whose looking to take ZMACs title and give it some worth.
The music plays through the intro and 'Freezer Burn' Wayne Hammon appears from the backstage area with a microphone in his back pocket. He stands there, soaking in the audience reaction and returns a sadistic sneer. He walks down the ramp-way, an occasional brush of his hand to a nearby fan, before using the steps to enter the ring. He raises both arms in pre-match triumph, a brilliant blue and red spray of pyrotechnics exploding from the four corner-posts. He rushes under the bottom rope, out to the ringside area, mock backhanding a fan and mouthing off to the audience for a few seconds before giving the audience a double birdie. The pyros die down, as he gives another random obscene gesture, slips back under the bottom rope and into the ring. He goes to a second turnbuckle, does a crotch grab toward the audience, and gives them another double birdie and sadistic sneer as the music fades away. He walks to the center of the ring, pulling the microphone from his back pocket and speaks.
"I have come to yet ANOTHER rat-hole infested waste of space you call a city."
"Hate me all you want. I .. AM .. GOD! And you all .. want .. to be .. ME!"
He snears as the crowd boos and jeers him more. Loving the hatred they eagerly deliver.
"Last night, at about three A.M. when you was snug asleep. Your daughter was NOT in her bedroom. SHE WAS IN MINE!"
Hatred increases for Freeze as he tosses the mic to the nearest television camera. The screen jostles slightly as the mic hits the camera dead on. Freeze raises his arms in the air and fingers the audience once more with hateful discontent and disregard for his own safety.
Freddy Whoa: How about Freezerburn, a veteran. He’s looking to make his own mark in WCF and I know he’s itching for a shot at ZMAC.
The lights in the arena go out. A red spotlight begins panning the audience as 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing on the jumbo tron. Red pyrotechnics explode up and down the entrance ramp as the curtains open. There is a loud explosion as Night Rider steps out and makes his way to the ring. He grabs a microphone from ringside and steps through the ropes.
Zach Davis: Then you have Nightrider! Nightrider is practically a legend in WCF himself. He has been in some of the toughest fights in WCF and has hung with some of the toughest in the company; including the Internet Champion that he hopes to dethrone tonight in this match.
" Killed By Death " hits the PA system as the arena begins to fill with smoke. Them vocals smash the speakers as the spot light is shown ZMAC whose stand out in the middle section of the area. He begins to walk down towards the ring then gets body surfed down to the crowd barrier. He hops the barrier and slides into the ring. The Honey Badger has arrived.
Freddy Whoa: And Zombie McMorris makes his way into the ring yet again to defend his Internet championship.
Zach Davis: Looks like we are going to be joined by Buddy Roman on commentary too. Buddy, How are you?
Buddy Roman: Fine, fine and how are you gentlemen this evening?
Freddy Whoa: Buddy, how do you think ZMAC will do in this match tonight?
Buddy Roman: Same as he always does. This is a fatal four way match, it favors the former two time hardcore champion.
The Match starts and ZMACS three challengers all jump him at once, backing him into the corner and beating down without mercy.
Freddy Whoa: So ah, Buddy. Been like two minutes of ZMAC eating boots. Care to elaborate?
Buddy Roman: I think they put him to sleep. Who are these guys? Look at those kicks, they’re shit. Its like MY client is getting lulled to sleep by the cool side of the pillow. I’m getting * yawn * sleepy just watching.
The three challengers pick up ZMAC and whip him hard into the buckle as ZMAC bounces off chest first and collapses to the ground, coughing up blood.
Zach Davis: I think that impact just broke ZMACs sternum.
The group stomp on ZMAC some more before picking him up and whipping him into the other turnbuckle. This time ZMAC scales it and turns around into a crossbody, taking out all three challengers but ZMAC again collapses. All three men roll out of the ring and grabbing chairs. They slide back into the ring and start beating ZMAC down but once ZMAC stops trying to defend himself..
Zach Davis: And Nightrider with the first blow! Nightrider is the first to turn on this alliance.
Freddy Whoa: Drax is down! Freezerburn is down!
Nightrider: You think you’re better than me? HUH? Ain’t no one better!
Nightrider lifts Drax up for a stalling brain buster but Drax quickly counters into a school boy
Zach Davis: Nightrider kicks out
Nightrider gets back up but walks right into a death valley driver!
Freddy Whoa: Drax drop!
Drax has Freezerburn up now for the same thing but Freezerburn catches himself, faking an injury. Drax turns around and gets thumbed in the eye and before freezerburn connects with a fame-asser. Freezer burn with a quick cover.
Broken up by Nightrider
Nightrider mounts Freezerburn and starts hammering away as ZMAC rolls out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Nightrider on the attack but here comes drax..
Zach Davis: Shinning Wizard!
Drax turns around and is about to hit freezerburn with a shinning wizard but Freezerburn grabs a chair and swings wild.
Zach Davis: The veteran, Freezerburn quick to react with that chair.
Freezerburn with another pin attempt.
Drax kicks out.
Freezerburn picks up Drax and connects with some European uppercuts before whipping him into the ropes. Drax rebounds and gets caught with a german suiplex setup but counters into a belly to belly.
Freddy Whoa: Here comes Nightrider with clubbing blows to the back.
Nightrider picks up Drax and body presses him into a running powerslam.
Zach Davis: Nightrider back on the attack.
Buddy Roman: I feel like I was just read a bedtime story. Anyone else?
Freddy Whoa: So Buddy, hows ZMAC?
Buddy Roman: I.D.K., dead?
ZMAC tolls back into the ring and rushes Nightrider who connects with a pop up powerbomb.
Zach Davis: well, ZMAC with zero offense this match. He finds himself getting pinned.
Broken up by Freezerburn.
Freezerburn kicks Nightrider off ZMAC and picks up the champion..
Freddy Whoa: Absolute zero!
Drax just gets to the pin break!
Drax picks up Freezerburn and goes over to the corner. Looks like he’s goingto set him up for a superplex..
Freddy Whoa: Buddy where are you going?
Buddy Roman: The tooth fairy is giving ZMAC a little gift under his pillow.
Buddy Roman gets up and goes over to ZMAC to hand him something.
Zach Davis: But here comes nightrider, lifting up Drax for a powerbomb. Freddy, we have a potential tower of pain.
Nightrider with all of his strength lifts Drax up as he and Freezerburn crash to the mat!
Zach Davis: ZMAC with that Falcon Punch right to the jaw of Nightrider. Nightriders down..
Freddy Whoa: And ZMAC collapses again, possibly from that cracked sternum.
Zach Davis: Everyone is down!!
Zombie McMorris is the first up as everyone rolls out except Drax. ZMAC pulls him in.
Freddy Whoa: DOVE. KILLAHHHH!!!!
Zach Davis: Ain't no one stoppin' da Z-MAC!
Mister McMorris stands up and gets his arm raised, retaining his Internet Title yet AGAIN!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
“Who I Am” by Slur blares over the PA System as Ace slowly walks out, stopping at the top of the ramp to look around with arrogant smirk.
Kyle Steel: From Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, standing at six foot one inches and weighing in at two hundred and seven pounds; Ace!
Ace enters the ring and makes his way to the corner, observing his surrounds. He smirks just before the arena goes pitch black.
Kyle Steel: Introducing his opponent, from New York, New York and standing at six foot three inches, weighing in at two hunder and forty-five pounds; “The Plague” Kevin Bishop!
As the tron lights up white we can see people lined up along the entrance ramp holding out a book with their left hand and holding their right hands up toward the ceiling. “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold blares overhead and white strobes beam down on “The Plague” Kevin Bishop who steps out to the stage wearing a long white coat with the sleeves cut off, with white trunks, white knee high kick pads, white boots, and white tape on his wrist and fingers. As he steps forward we noticed The Plague is air brushed on the back of his jacket in green and a gothic cross design is behind it. Kevin walks down the ramp watching his followers very closely as he inches closer to the ring. At the bottom of the ramp Kevin runs and slides into the ring, then stands up. He stares around the arena as he sees his Brotherhood cheering him on and he simply shakes his head, making eye contact with Ace across the ring from him. He backs away to his corner and he awaits the bell.
The ref sounds the bell and both Ace and Bishop make their respected ways to the middle of the ring. They shake hands and they begin to circle each other. Ace moves in and gets the early upper hand by grabbing Bishop by the waste and taking him to the mat with a gut wrench.
Zach Davis: No love loss for these, Ace with an early upper with a beautiful gut wrench take down.
Freddy Whoa: I for one have been looking forward for these two guys to step into the squared circle together.
Ace tries to roll Bishop over into a pin attempt and The Plague breaks free, both men up to their feet. Kevin checks the tape on his wrist as Ace backs away. The two approach each other and they lock up, Kevin quickly grabs Ace into a head lock and brings him down to the mat with a toss. Kevin backs away and tells Ace to bring it.
Zach Davis: Somebody looks to be a bit cocky here…
Freddy Whoa: Well when you put out your opponents like he has the past two weeks, it’s hard not to be a little cocky I suppose.
Ace kips up and quickly takes Kevin down with a double leg take down. As Kevin claws his way to the ropes Ace locks on a tendon lock. The ref checks on Bishop just before he grabs the bottom rope. The ref begins to count.
Finally the ref pulls Ace off of Kevin’s leg and Kevin pulls himself out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Look out Plague, someone’s looking to fly!
Freddy Whoa: This can’t end well!
Before Bishop can compose himself Ace flies over the ropes with a plancha taking both himself and The Plague to the floor. The ref begins to count.
Both men begin to stand up.
Kevin and Ace look at each other and they both slide in. Ace and Bishop both stand up at the same time and they break into a hockey-esque fight with fish flying.
Zach Davis: I’ve mentioned it before, but it’s obvious these guys just don’t like one another.
Freddy Whoa: I give them credit for the hand shake at the beginning, as stupid as it was.
Kevin reverses Ace’s last punch and he snap suplexes him to the mat and floats over into a cross armbar. As he yanks back Ace starts tossing his body toward the nearest bottom rope. He finally grabs the rope with his left foot and the ref starts the count.
Kevin breaks the hold before the ref rips him off of Ace and as he is standing back up Ace grabs the tights and takes him down into a roll up. The ref drops down for the count.
The Plague kicks out and he shoots a look Ace’s way. Ace shrugs and the two stand back up in the middle of the ring.
Zach Davis: CHAIN WRESTLING!
Freddy Whoa: Gotta love it.
Ace moves in and Kevin hits him with a forearm to the face which sends him back toward the ropes. Ace comes back with his own forearm and it rocks Kevin back the other direction. Kevin comes back with a kick to the left thigh and a forearm to the face that hits Ace backward again. The exchange continues as Ace comes back with the same combo which sends Kevin back to the ropes. He bounces back and he connects with a forearm followed up with a spinning back hand which dazes Ace. Kevin grabs Ace in a front face lock and he lifts him up in a stalling suplex. Bishop makes a slight turn and drops Ace down with a brain buster.
Zach Davis: Wow a vicious brain buster from The Plague.
Bishop goes for a cover and the ref drops down.
Ace gets the shoulder up and Kevin stands up dropping a boot down on his back as the ref pulls him away. Ace slowly gets to his feet and Bishop doesn’t hesitate on the offense. Kevin walks into a flatliner that is quickly transitioned into a koji clutch. Kevin starts to flail his arms and flop his body toward the nearest rope.
Zach Davis: Ace looking to make the cult fanatic submit here tonight.
Freddy Whoa: Take no prisoners especially in a title match.
Ace yanks back looking to make The Plague pass out, but Kevin reluctantly gets his foot on the rope, causing the ref to count.
The ref pulls Ace off of Bishop and the ref lifts Ace up to his feet getting in his face in the process. The Plague reaches the ropes and he pulls himself up. Ace makes eye contact and he quickly runs in but Bishop flings him up and over the top rope to the floor.
Zach Davis: I think we are about to see someone else take flight here tonight!
Freddy Whoa: WCF looking to get frequent flier miles here.
As Ace is coming to outside the ring, The Plague comes over the top rope with an over the top rope moonsault plancha and he comes down hard on top of Ace. The two men roll around the ground clinging to their sides.
Zach Davis: It looks like a damn train wreck out there.
Freddy Whoa: These competitors are definitely setting the bar high here tonight.
Both men get to their feet and they begin throwing hockey-esque punches again. One punch after the other followed by the ref counting.
At sound of eight both men stop the attack and they slide into the ring, instantly getting into a punch fest again. Ace gets the upper hand and presses Bishop back to the corner. Ace mounts Bishop in the corner and comes down with punches causing the fans to count along.
Ace pulls back to hit the tenth punch and Kevin drops down causing Ace to hit face first against the turnbuckle. Kevin keeps a hold of his legs and drops Ace down into double knees to the back. Bishop attempts a jack knife pin and the ref drops down into position.
Ace gets his shoulder up and Kevin backs away from him into the corner with a look of shock on his face. He pulls himself up and he lifts Ace up to his feet. He begins a barrage of knife edged chops but Ace doesn’t take many before he begins his own assault of knife edged chops. The two repeatedly share chops before Ace connects with a knee to the guy which causes The Plague to double over. Ace backs away and lands a shining wizard to the side of Bishop’s head which drops him to the mat. Ace turns around and looks to the turnbuckle throwing up his arms into a circle hand gesture.
Zach Davis: Ace looks to be pulling out all the stops here Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: Going for a WHOA moment here, from his hand motions, it looks like he’ll be going for a 450 splash.
Ace mounts the top ropes and he peers down to The Plague and he adjusts his stance. As he leaps off Kevin rolls away and Ace rolls out of his landing and pops back up to his feet. Kevin points at Ace and yells his name. Kevin comes at Ace with a running knee and Ace ducks out of the way. Ace tries to capitalize and Kevin comes back with a pele kick.
Zach Davis: Right on the button with that pele kick.
Freddy Whoa: Ace looks to be dazed from that one.
As Ace fights to stay up Bishop spins around him and takes him over with a german suplex but he holds on and rolls through. Kevin takes him over again and then one more time for good measure. Kevin stands to his feet and raises his arms to take in the cheers from the crowd.
Zach Davis: Looks like The Plague is putting on a show for his Brotherhood.
Freddy Whoa: You think he’s taking any applications?
Zach Davis: I don’t think you’re his type Freddy…
Ace comes to and begins to stand up and as he does he notices The Plague spring boarding in from the outside and he catches him right under the chin with The Black Death. Kevin crawls over for the pin.
NO! KICK OUT!
Kevin disgruntled with the kick out picks Ace up instantly and he butterfly suplexes him over, one after one after another, and then he lifts him up in a stalling butterfly and he drops him down into a sitout double arm ddt. He rolls Ace over for the pin and the ref drops down.
Zach Davis: There you have it folks, the winner and your new United States Champion, The Plague Kevin BISHOP!
Freddy Whoa: What a barn burner of a match right there folks!
Zach Davis: Time for our Television Title match!
A ghostly synth breathes over the PA.
The first keyboard chord of Prince's 'Gold' blares as a red shooting star firework darts up from the entrance-way to the left rafters. The second chord chimes as the arena lights flash red. The third chord accompanies a light blue star shoots to the upper right of the arena. Blue lights flash to greet the fourth chord.
Percy Micro, a micro pig with an electronic voice-box, scurries down the ramp to laughs and an ironic pop from the crowd. He is followed by the other member of the E.M.S. entourage, 'The Vulture' Dallas Culture.
Freddy Whoa: Where's the lovely Esther tonight?
Zach Davis: Didn't you see the promo earlier? Alpine begrudgingly fired her. He appeared to be under some duress by the man behind Percy Micro.
Freddy Whoa: Ah yes, seems Brent has a secret he doesn't want getting out. Something to do with Cairns... whatever that is.
As the main tune commences, a yellow spotlight covers the entrance as 'The Shine' Brent Alpine steps out from the back to sneers. A shower of sparks surround him, eliciting a brief pop at the spectacle. Alpine keeps walking, slides into the ring and jumps onto the turnbuckle. The pig 'speaks' in a robotic tone.
Percy Micro: Introducing our cherished commodity, from Rockhampton, Australia, weighing 259 pounds... 'The Shine'... Brent... Alpine!
'The Shine' glares in comical intensity and lifts up the back of his suit jacket like a Batman cape. He dismounts and hangs his jacket on the turnbuckle. He leaps onto the opposite turnbuckle. He removes his tie and long white shirt and throws them into the crowd, now ready for the match ahead. Percy hides under the ring.
Zach Davis: Brent Alpine hasn't been Television Champion for over two years, having won that belt from Serbia back in February of 2014. Neforian has been a hell of a Champion in these tumultuous times, accepting all challenges... this is a TV Title match deserving of Blast!
Beethovens "Moonlight Sonata" plays over the arena loudspeakers and the lights go out.
A single spotlight shines light onto the entrance ramp and Neforian appears. He is focused but oddly relaxed, almost as if he is knows there is a fight coming but isn't really aware that he is involved in it.
Neforian walks slowly down to the ring. He makes no eye contact with the crowd, barely acknowledges their presence. He grabs the bottom rope but doesn't pull himself up. He simply walks along the apron with the rope in his hand. There is a sadness in the way he looks at the ring.
Finally he pulls himself up onto the canvas and enters the ring. He stands in the center of the ring before finally raising his head up and looking out into the crowd. His beautiful blue eyes sparkle in the reflection of the spotlight. Neforian takes a deep breath in and slowly releases it before wallking to his corner and waiting for the bell.
Freddy Whoa: There is the bell.
The two men circle around each other slowly, feeling each other out. They reach out to each other and briefly touch hands but quickly pull away. Eventually they tie up and do a quick test of strenght... both end up equals. They break away, circle around each other, tie up again. This time Neforian switches behind Alpine. Alpine switches behind him. Alpine takes him down with a Belly to Back Takedown and into a front facelock.
Zach Davis: Feeling each other out here.. Due to the nature of the Television Title, these two haven't really had any matches against each other. I'm not sure who that works better for.
Neforian quickly works his way up and shoves Alpine off. Alpine hits the ropes, comes back, Neforian drops him with a Standing Shoulderblock. Neforian hits the adjacent ropes, comes back, and takes a risk with a Leg Drop; the risk doesn't pay off as Alpine rolls away and gets up quickly, going for a Dropkick to the seated Champion! He connects before going for a cover.
Neforian gets the shoulder up. Alpine immediately applies a Chinlock.
Crowd: LET'S GO ALPINE!
Crowd: LET'S GO ALPINE!
Neforian once again works his way up and elbows his way out of it. He runs to the ropes again and comes back and this time goes for a Clothesline, but Alpine ducks that and takes Neforian down with a Neckbreaker. Neforian stumbles up and Alpine catches him and lifts him for a Suplex.
Freddy Whoa: Brent Alpine holds the Champion in mid air now... all the blood rushing to the Champion's head....
After several long moments, Alpine drops Neforian and then floats over for a pin attempt.
Another kickout by Neforian.
Zach Davis: That move LOOKS basic. But the blood rush to the head and the confusion and disorientation it causes? That could finish a less experienced wrestler.
Freddy Whoa: But not the Television Champion.
Neforian, looking to get some offense, does his best to work to his feet. But Alpine uses his eagerness against him and quickly grabs him in his weary state and throws him hard into the corner. Neforian hits the turnbuckle and drops, slouched into it. Alpine runs....
Zach Davis: CANNONBALL SENTON!
Alpine gets back up and doesn't get back on the attack fast enough - Neforian rolls out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: So far, this match has been all Brent Alpine. Neforian hasn't seen a challenge quite like this in his reign as TV Champ.
Neforian starts pacing around the ring, collecting himself. Alpine stays stationed in the middle of the ring, giving him his time, waiting for him to come back in. Once Neforian motions like he's going to get back in by getting on the apron, Alpine holds the rope for him.. playing mind games. Neforian responds by giving him a forearm to the face.
Zach Davis: Brent Alpine got a little cheeky there and Neforian didn't like it!
Alpine is sent reeling and as he turns Neforian runs at him and finally gets some offense in, Clotheslining him down. Alpine gets back to his feet and runs at Neforian, but Neforian reverses it into a Samoan Drop. Neforian covers Alpine.
No!, Alpine kicks out now.
Freddy Whoa: Neforian knew this wouldn't be his win here - but you've got to keep the pressure on.
Neforian lifts Alpine up and executes a Bodyslam. He then grabs Alpine's legs and goes to turn him for a Boston Crab, but Alpine kicks him away. Neforian charges him but Alpine rolls Neforian in a Small Package!
No!, Neforian escapes it. Both men are to their feet and Neforian runs at Alpine, Alpine reverses it by jumping and hitting a Hurricanrana! Alpine quickly follows up by jumping and hitting a Standing Moonsault!
NO!, Neforian escapes again!
Zach Davis: Two quick nearfalls there!
Alpine gets up and Neforian again rolls out to regroup.
Freddy Whoa: Neforian really hasn't been able to get any offense going for any amount of time here against The Shine.
This time Alpine doesn't wait for the Television Champion. Alpine runs at him.
Zach Davis: SUICIDE DIVE!
NO!, Neforian nopes right out of it and walks away, causing Alpine to crash into the guardrail. After that Neforian runs at him and knees him right in the head before crashing several stiff knee shots into him.
Freddy Whoa: Neforian is lucky Percy Micro doesn't start nipping at his heels!
Neforian lifts Brent up and rolls him back into the ring. Neforian rolls in with him and hits more knee shots - this time into his back.
Zach Davis: First, Neforian uses his knees to disorient Brent. Now, he's using them to target the back. Neforian is a master of the Camel Clutch and Boston Crab.
Freddy Whoa: The Boston Crab LOOKS like it targets the legs - but it really targets the back. You're exactly right.
Neforian lifts Brent Alpine up and throws him to the ropes. As Alpine comes back Neforian executes a Tiltawhirl Backbreaker, again driving Alpine's back into his knee.
Zach Davis: Looks like Neforian's gameplan is finally coming into play.
Neforian climbs onto Alpine's back...
Freddy Whoa: CAMEL CLUTCH LOCKED IN!
Alpine yells in pain as Neforian cranks back on the move.
Zach Davis: Brent Alpine uses his own variation of this move, called the Mount Unpleasant, so he knows all about it. He knows how much it hurts!
Alpine yells out again.
Crowd: LET'S GO ALPINE!
Crowd: LET'S GO ALPINE!
Zach Davis: Is Alpine going to tap? You can't risk permanent injury just for one match, for one belt...
Alpine refuses every time the referee asks him. Eventually Alpine begins working his way up.
Freddy Whoa: Alpine not only knows this move - he knows how to escape it!
...But Neforian jumps down and crashes his body down onto Alpine, breaking the hold but doing more damage.
Zach Davis: And Neforian knows how to counter the escape.
Neforian jumps again and again crashes down into Brent. He backs off, only briefly; he grabs Alpine's legs, again going for a Boston Crab, and again Alpine is able to kick him away.
Freddy Whoa: Alpine knows that move could spell certain doom.
Alpine gets up and runs at Neforian but stops midway, clutching his back in pain. Neforian grins and hits a Bodyslam!
Zach Davis: Yep, that Suicide Dive by Brent Alpine earlier changed this match completely. It allowed Neforian to put his plan into action and here we are. Brent Alpine is damaged.
Neforian grabs Alpine's legs one more time... and puts him into the Boston Crab!
Freddy Whoa: Submission applied!
Brent Alpine yells out in pain! He clutches his head, clenching his teeth, trying to put the pain out of his head...
Crowd: LET'S GO ALPINE!
He crawls towards the ropes...
Zach Davis: Can he make it?
He keeps crawling..
Crowd: LET'S GO ALPINE!
Only an inch away...
Freddy Whoa: Alpine dives...
Zach Davis: HE MAKES IT!
The crowd gasps as Alpine grabs the rope at the last second, forcing the break!
Freddy Whoa: If he was even an inch short, Zach, this match would have been over. Guaranteed.
Neforian rolls away and watches with fire in his eyes as Alpine struggles to work his way to his feet. He's using the ropes to get up. He turns, and Neforian grabs him immediately.
Zach Davis: RUNNING POWERSLAM!
No! - Alpine is able to wriggle his body so he lands behind Neforian. Neforian spins around and is met with a kick to the gut from Alpine.
Freddy Whoa: THE GLOW WORM!
Alpine drops on top of Neforian.
Zach Davis: WE HAVE A NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION!
Alpine rolls off of Neforian, clutching his back, both men laying on the mat.
Freddy Whoa: What. A. Match.
Zach Davis: For a long time, the Television Title has been THE most sought after Title in the WCF. Tonight proved why.
Alpine slowly works his way up as Neforian rolls out. Alpine is handed the belt - he raises it for one half second before dropping to the mat and rolling out after a hard fought victory.
Freddy Whoa: That was anyone's matchup. Both men came into it with gameplans, but it came down to this - Brent Alpine had the Powerslam well scouted, and he knew exactly what he was going to do once Neforian went for that move.
We go to commercial as our new Television Champion disappears behind the curtain.
Kyle Steel: The following is a two on one handicap match! If BioWalker wins, they will be granted a WCF World Championship match!
Zach Davis: These two getting a world title match? Seriously?
Freddy Whoa: They were world champions in an alternate universe I’m told!
The lights dim as "Gonna Make You Sweat" by C&C Music Factory hits the PA. biohazard runs out onto the stage and spits some ooze in the air, followed by Walker who flexes in front of him. The two men hug for a little bit too long before making their way down the aisle. Walker enters the ring and bullies the ref as biohazard does some flippy lucha shit on the ropes. Finally they settle down and wait in the corner for their opponent.
Freddy Whoa: A two on one here? Maybe BioWalker will pull one out here!
Zach Davis: Well we still have yet to see who they’ll be facing tonight!
The opening riff to Supremacy by Muse hits the PA as strobe lights flicker and a blue smoke fills the stage.
Zach Davis: Oh..my...god!
Freddy Whoa: Can it be?!
The crowd roars to life at the sound of the familiar theme. As the song picks up, Spencer Adams steps onto the stage and crosses his arms over one another in an “X” formation before swiping them both down away from his body. His smile beams out towards the crowd as the raucous audience picks up their applause.
Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!
Zach Davis: He’s here! The Antidote is back!
Spencer makes his way down the ramp, jumping up onto different spots on the barricade and high fiving fans before charging into the ring and climbing the turnbuckle. He motions for the fans to make some noise before leaping down and staring in BioWalker’s direction.
Freddy Whoa: Well, so much for BioWalker getting that title shot!
Kyle Steel: Their opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, he is “The Antidote”! Spennccerrr Adddddammms!!
Zach Davis: We haven’t seen Adams in months!
Freddy Whoa: The former People’s Champ, one of the first and only men to hold both trios and tag team gold at the same time, and he’s back in WCF! This is crazy!
Fans continue their chanting, switching it up as the ref calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Crowd: Spen-cer A-dums! *clap clap clap clap clap*
Spencer smiles once more, chuckling to himself as he points at both Biohazard and Tyler Walker before motioning for them to bring it. The two men talk amongst themselves before charging towards their opponent.
Zach Davis: BioWalker going for the double clothesline, but Adams ducks underneath!
Freddy Whoa: Bouncing off the ropes now as the two men turn around.
Zach Davis: Springboard dropkick!
Spencer begins a slow clap, prompting those in attendance to clap their own hands and stomp in unison as Biohazard rises to his feet.
Freddy Whoa: Super Duper Kick to Biohazard!
Zach Davis: He bounces off once more! Looks like Tyler Walker is next!
Freddy Whoa: And a flying knee for his troubles!
Adams’ eyes dart from side to side, shooting wide open before looking towards the top rope.
Zach Davis: He’s thinking dangerous things!
Spencer climbs up top, waiting for his opportunity. BioWalker get to their feet, wobbled as they stand against each other for support.
Freddy Whoa: DOUBLE QUARANTINE! DOUBLE QUARANTINE!
Zach Davis: Taking out both men with that one! My god!
Adams drags Biohazard on top of Tyler Walker as he makes the pin on both men.
The bell rings before Supremacy plays once more. Fans cheer loudly as Spencer has his air lifted in victory. After a short amount of time taken to soak it in, Spencer motions for a mic, being handed one by a ringside employee. He breathes heavily before lifting the mic to his mouth, his eyes focused into the camera.
Spencer Adams: I’M BACK!
The Antidote slams the mic to the mat before raising his right arm back into the air and rolling out of the ring, high fiving fans on his way to the back.
Freddy Whoa: What a return for Spencer Adams here tonight!
A few smart marks start chanting UCI for no reason whatsoever. Blast cuts to break with the sounds of fans fading into the background.
The lights in the arena go out as 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing on the jumbo tron. Red pyrotechnics explode around the stage area in front of the curtains and along the walkway to the ring. The crowd erupts in a mixed chorus of boos and cheers. Night Rider steps through the curtains and stands on the stage staring out at the crowd. The red pyrotechnics erupt along the way in front of him as he made his way to the ring. After stepping through the ropes he pulls a microphone out of his pocket.
Night Rider: You bunch of morons need to shut the fuck up because I have something to say.
The crowd begins booing even louder as a giant red 'A' drops from the rafters and hangs above the ring. It suddenly erupts into flames as Night Rider begins speaking again.
Night Rider: I have decided to make some changes. This place just isn't the same without having the Angels of Death being a part of it. I don't know about you bitches but I think it's damn well time I brought them back.
A few more cheers can be heard throughout the crowd.
Night Rider: I have been doing some searching and choosing those who I believe will fit right in with the AoD. In their due time they will all make it known where their allegiance really lies. First, a new member to the AoD family. One of my partners this week, Freezer Burn!
GOD by Ugly Kid Joe plays through the auditorium loudspeakers as highlights of Freezer Burn's career flash in rapid sequence across the jumbo tron. Freezer Burn makes his way out, ignoring the jeers of the crowd and foregoing his usual entrance in favor of just sliding into the ring. Him and Night Rider raise their arms in a victory pose as bright red and blue pyrotechnics erupt from the cornerposts, showering the duo in a sea of red and blue.
Freezer Burn takes the mic from Night Rider, who graciously allows the aged ring veteran to take the middle of the ring.
Freezer Burn: I make no secrets of it. I AM GOD! And only Angels are worthy of hanging out with a God.
The boos are deafening and Night Rider and Freezer Burn share a sadistic grin.
Freezer Burn: In fact, this God thinks it's time to mark territory. The WCF belongs to AOD. And any who step into this ring are our mortal enemies. And as far as marking territory is concerned ..
Freeze hands the mic back to Night Rider. He then goes to the nearest turnbuckle, unzips his pants, and proceeds to urinate on the turnbuckle and corner of the ring. Once done, he takes the mic back and speaks again.
Freezer Burn: This is OUR ring. And to prove it, I'm cashing in my guaranteed title shot. And my title of choice .. since it's NOT for the World Title .. is the Tag Team Championships. Our kingdom begins now. All hail me!! ALL .. HAIL .. A .. O .. D!!
Night Rider takes the microphone back from Freezer Burn and smiles as the crowd boos even louder.
Night Rider: This is just the beginning. In the coming weeks you can be assured that the AoD will be making it's presence felt. Others will soon be following our lead and joining us in our quest for domination. Make no mistake about it, anyone who isn't with us is against us and we will stop at nothing to take them out AoD style. Deal with it bitches!
Night Rider is about to drop the microphone - until Master of Puppets hits. Seth walks out from the back.
Seth Lerch: What are you idiots doing!?
Night Rider and Freezer Burn stare at Seth.
Seth Lerch: There ARE no Tag Team Championships! The belts have been deactivated. You-
Freeze has a mic again.
Freezer Burn: I DON'T CARE!
Seth Lerch: But-
Freezer Burn: I. AM. GOD!
Seth shakes his head.
Seth Lerch: You don't get it. God or not, you can't get a Title shot against Champions that don't exist!
Freezer Burn: I don't care, Seth! That's your problem, NOT mine! I EARNED a Title shot and I'm cashing in. YOU figure it out!
Seth stares at the ring until he decides that dealing with the AoD isn't a smart idea.
Seth Lerch: I'll see what I can do.
Seth heads to the back as Freezer Burn and Night Rider grin at each other.
Zach Davis: Now we’re on to a match that people have been waiting for.
Freddy Whoa: The Family versus Thomas Uriel Bates.
Zach Davis: Ever since Seth Lerch shut the company down and shredded contracts, Thomas Uriel Bates has fought to, in his words, ensure a future for WCF.
Freddy Whoa: That’s not all.
Zach Davis: No, it’s not. Thomas Bates has concerns that The Family will interfere, so he has called for this to be a cage match.
Freddy Whoa: Did Seth agree?
Zach Davis: The cage is being lowered, so he must have!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is a Cage Match. The winner must either pin his opponent, force his opponent to submit, or escape the cage in order to claim victory.
“Midnight Rider” by the Allman Brothers Band blares over the PA system as the titron begins showing clips of Thomas Uriel Bates riding his motorcycle along a deserted highway. The titron displays images from previous matches against Bobby Cairo, ICE Beckman, Corey Black, Jonny Fly, Gemini Battle, Joey Flash, and more. As the titron plays clips from previous matches, and from the deserted highway ride; Thomas Uriel Bates steps out on the stage.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at four hundred and thirty pounds and standing at six foot, nine inches. From Huntsville, Alabama, the Impassable Mountain, The Mountain of W-C-F, THOMAS URIEL BBBBAAAAATTTTTTEEEEEESSSS!!!!
He glares down at the ring with intensity, and smiles at the cage before finally walking to the ring. He arrives at the ring, climbs up the steps and grabs the cage door. He walks to the center of the apron and holds up one arm.
Zach Davis: He looks ready to rip Dag Riddik’s head off!
Bates walks around the ring, grabbing the cage and shaking, testing the strength. He turns to the ramp and stretches out his arms and roars. The crowd joins in, amplifying the thunderous effect.
His roar is interrupted as “Aenima” by Tool blares through the arena. The titantron plaies training clips mixed with images representing Dag Riddik’s anti-liberal values and him holding the International Championship.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, from Roanoke, Virginia … weighing in at two hundred thirty-five pounds ... he is DAGVALD RIDDIK!
Dagvald Riddik casually walks on the stage with his belt on is shoulder, cracks his neck, smirks, and thrusts the International Championship in the air. He points to it and shouts.
Dagvald Riddik: Bow to the whims of America’s savior, the International Champion, leader of the world’s nations!
He marches army-style to the ring and gives a bent-arm communist salute. He steps into the ring and the referee closes the door.
Zach Davis: Dagvald Riddik is now locked in the cage with one of the most dangerous opponents he has ever faced.
Dag attempts to tie up with Bates, but is thrown hard against the cage wall. Dag bounces off and falls to his knees. Bates stands, waiting for Dag to get up.
Zach Davis: Thomas Bates already showing his strength. Dag will need to change tactics.
Dag goes in to tie up with Bates gain, but instead ducks, and punches Bates in the gut. Bates simply stands upright, and snorts. Bates grabs Dag’s head, and sends his own crashing down. Dag falls to the mat holding his head.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! The force of that strike could have split Dadvald’s head!
Bates grabs Dag and lifts him from the ground, sending him back to the mat with a gutwrench powerbomb.
Zach Davis: This isn’t a match! This is a statement!
Bates steps on Dag’s stomach and stands on him, placing his massive weight on his stomach. Bates poses for a moment, flexing his arms before stepping off and allowing Dag to roll over, taking cover in the corner. Bates begins pointing to the stage and shouting.
Thomas Uriel Bates: The WCF is still here!
The crowd roars in approval as Bates encourages them to cheer. Bates eyes Dag in the corner and approaches him. Dag reaches up and pokes Bates in the eye before grabbing his head and throwing him into the corner, colliding with the turnbuckle.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Dagvald Riddik may be making a comeback!
Dag stands and unleashes a fury of punches as Bates cradles his head. Dag sends a strong kick to Bates’ head before grabbing him and attempting a German Suplex. Somehow, he lifts the big man and lands the move.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Dag just suplexed Bates!
Dag grabs the small of his back as he tries to get back up. Bates slowly makes it this knees before grabbing the rope. Dag leaps and hits Bates in the face with a missile dropkick, sending Bates’ head into the cage.
Zach Davis: What a kick!
Dag considers following through with another move, but instead opts to start climbing the cage. As he reaches the top rope, Bates begins to stand up. As Dag gets halfway from the ropes to the top, Bates stands. Dag grabs the top of the cage and begins to pull himself up, but is stopped by Bates grabbing his foot. The mountain pulls down, sending Dag crashing to the mat.
Freddy Whoa: Dagvald thought he was going to escape.
Zach Davis: Bates is no ready to let that happen.
Bates grabs Dag and helps him up, before sending him crashing to the cage wall with an Irish Whip. As Dag returns, Bates grabs him and tosses him into the cage wall. Bates picks up Dag once again, and plants his face into the cage before raking his face along the cage.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Dag is busted open!
Bates grabs hold of Dag and carries him to the center of the ring. He lifts up the arm and applies a full nelson. He lifts Dag up high and grabs his neck, sending Dag back to the mat with force. Bates leaves his arm on the fallen Dag as the referee begins to count.
Zach Davis: Thomas Uriel Bates picks up this win against The Family in what can only be described as a clear message.
“Master of Puppets” by Metallica blares over the PA System as Bates begins to stand.
Freddy Whoa: Looks like Seth is getting ready to send a message of his own!
Seth Lerch’s Tactical Security Team comes out, each with their baton extended. The make their way down the ramp and make it halfway before the roar of motorcycles can be heard. The engines fade away and are replaced by “Call Me the Breeze” by Lynyrd Skynyrd. The crowd explodes with cheers as Gemini Battle, Mikey eXtreme, Connor Noskov, and Charlie Anderson all step out carrying their own assortment of weapons, ranging from beer bottles, chains, kendo sticks, and garbage cans.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! It’s the Dark Riders Gang! Bates has brought backup!
The Unknown and “The Plague” Kevin Bishop also step out, and stand side by side with the members of the Dark Riders Gang Motorcycle Club.
Zach Davis: They’re not alone! Did The Unknown and The Plague join DRG, or have they just sided with Bates against Seth?
DRG and friends start moving forward as the Tactical Team steps backwards to the cage. Bates grabs hold of the doors and pulls, ripping the doors from the hinges.
Freddy Whoa: Damn!
The Tactical Team begins to panic, with some members quickly jumping over the rails and escaping through the crowd. The DRG and Bates close in, forcing the remaining Tactical team to form a circle. The bravest charge both the DRG and Bates. Gemini clocks one mercenary with a chain, while Mikey eXtreme strikes one with a Kendo stick. Connor and Charlie both bust beer bottles over the head of one unlucky mercenary. Bates meanwhile tosses one mercenary into the cage while elbowing another in the face.
Zach Davis: Seth’s Tactical team needs to retreat!
As the DRG and Bates closes in, the leader of the Tactical Team drops his baton and raises his hands. The rest of the team follows suit.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Seth’s Tactical Team just surrendered!
Bates stops, and motions for the DRG to stop as well. He stares at the leader, and points to the exit. The tactical team leaves, with DRG following close behind.
Zach Davis: Is this the end of Seth Lerch’s latest reign of terror?
The house lights go out.
Zach Davis: WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL?!
Lighter colored lights come on. Cameras pan around.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! YOU KNOW WHO'S MUSIC THAT IS!!
The blairing guitar begins to play... Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash, Two bright spotlights hit the stage.
Oblivion flies out onto the entrance stage as the blaring guitar echoes on. The God if Enlightenment bolts to his right, which is the edge of the entrance ramp. Slightly crouched down, Oblivion stares out, thrusting bout his massive arms, in and out, towards himself, as the crowd roars with massive thunderous cheers.
On these Saturdays when kids go out and play
Kyle Steel: From Euphoria... The God of Enlightenment... OOOOBLIVIOOOOON!!!
I was faded... Not jaded!!!
MAKE IT... BREAK IT... TAKE IT!!;
Guitar riffs ring out.
CLICK CLICK BOOM!!!
The crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion runs back to the center of the stage to start spinning slowly around with arms outward.
Zach Davis: OBLIVION HAS ARRIVED!
Oblivion runs around the ring with his back against the ring apron and arms out. The God of Enlightenment gets to the commentary table...
Oblivion looks at the commentators with a serious look, which causesvthe commentators to be confused. Oblivion then smiles before winking and heading to the ring. Oblivion climbs up the turnbuckles, raises up his massive arms.
Crowd: OBI! OBI! OBI! OBI! OBI! OBI!
Oblivion jumps down grabs for a chair sits on that chair, in the center of the ring...
Oblivion: WHAT'S UP PEOPLE?!
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion: As much as I want this to be about me... You all know all know who I'm gonna talk about!! Who do I hate? There are three specific people I really REALLY hate!! That means.,.
Crowd: The Family!!
Oblivion: But... We all know I have unfinished business with you know who!!
Crowd: SETH LERCH!
Oblivion: Exactly!! That sad sack excuse of an owner has been ducking and dodging me. Lerch has been hiding behind The Dysfunctional Family. I have been begging him for a match. I wanted to fight him at XIII, but he was so scared he made sure that the match didn't happen he closed the company. Nah, of course that didn't happen. But, it was pretty coincidental isn't it Seth? Everytime you are to meet me in a match "SOMETHING' happens. But, there will be a day where you can never ever hide again. That's when we can say... SETH GETS HIS BOOTY KICKED!! SETH GETS HIS BOOTY KICKED!! SETH GETS HIS BOOTY KICKED!!
Crowd: SETH GETS HIS BOOTY KICKED SETH GETS HIS BOOTY KICKED!!
Oblivion: You hear that Seth and Family?! The Age of Enlightenment is upon us all and there nothing you...
The Arena brightens up.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!;
Oblivion raises up his arms.
Oblivion: Your negative powers stop... NOW!!! IN THE POWER OF OBLIVION THE POWERS OF THE FAMILY ARE NEGATED. SETH LERCH LERCH AND THE FAMILY, OBLIVION IS COMING AFTER YOU!!
Oblivion drops the mic. The bright light shines. DARKNES. Lights come back on and Oblivion is not in the ring.
Zach Davis: I guess The God of Enlightenment is sending Seth Lerch a simple me
Freddy Whoa: Nothing: Nothing simple about THAT message. WHOA!
Over 15,000 fans have waited for the grandest match for 2016, and that is the WCF Classic Tournament finals with the WCF World Championship on the line. Unfortunately for this match, James Chevalier was critically injured in Maine in an ATV accident before Sunday. So inside the ring is Kyle Steel in the Wells Fargo Center as the crowd continues to demand for the main event.
Freddy Whoa: Well, we are at the final leg of the 2016 WCF Classic Tournament with the biggest prize in our company on the line, the WCF World Championship being defended by Jeff Purse against Stuart Slane, and the WCF Perfection Champion, Nathan Chambers.
Zach Davis: We wish James Chevalier a speedy, and well recovery. It was really a shame to hear James suffer a cruel injury before his match. He really wanted this.
Freddy Whoa: Well, we can’t waste any time now. Let’s get on with the match!
“How Deep Is Your Love” by Calvin Harris & The Disciples is the first of three entrance music to play. The lights fade to darkness as two models dressed in black bikinis walk on each side of the stage, and wave their hands out to Nathan Chambers who walks from the back with the pink scarf around his neck, the black french hat, and his sunglasses on.
He doesn’t have the WCF Hardcore Title with him as he threw it away in Hollywood, California. The models spin into his arm, and the spotlight emerges showing his beautiful pink attire. Pink, and white strapped tight pants, and a white wrist tapes with “Spotlight” printed on the back of his pants, and his name on each side. Nathan Chambers marches down to the ring, avoiding any fans trying to even get one light touch.
Zach Davis: And here he is. Our beloved WCF Perfe-- okay. I’ve had enough with this Perfection stuff. He’s the WCF Hardcore Champion but...where is the title?
Freddy Whoa: Didn’t you read the blogs? Nathan threw the belt away in Hollywood, and it hasn’t been seen since. He said it is a mark of imperfection, and evolution is perfection.
Zach Davis: I really hope this guy loses. I cannot stand him now but if he becomes World Champion, and tournament winner, I’ll quit.
Nathan quickly slides across the apron, and comes to a halt at the turnbuckles while visualizing the crowd’s hatred in solidification. He moves through the ropes, and inside of the ring. Standing center stage, he hypes himself up until removing his sunglasses signalling the lights to shine only on him before spreading around the stadium.
Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
He takes an opposition in the corner, and prepares himself for the biggest match of his career.
Freddy Whoa: Nathan Chambers is the youngest WCF Hardcore Champion, and if he wins tonight, he will be the youngest WCF World Champion, and 2016 Classic Tournament Winner.
He keeps pacing back, and forth. Mouthing off to the fans at ringside that this is his rightful time. “Conquistador” by Procol Harum arouses the crowd to be on their feet, and praise Stuart Slane stepping onto the stage to receive the great support from the WCF fanbase. He walks down to the ring, interacting with the fans wearing his green sleeve compression shirt, brown belt, and matching hiking boots.
Zach Davis: Finally! The former WCF Television Champion, and rightful contender Stuart Slane is here in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Freddy Whoa: Right! Stuart Slane is the second fan favourite to win the WCF World Title. He’s been on a roll with having a great WCF Television Championship reign, and an amazing performance on back to back nights.
Zach Davis: He’s going to want a piece of Nathan who attacked him from behind so don’t expec-- well I spoke too soon!
Stuart rushes into the ring, and slides but Nathan is very alert on his feet, and dives out through the ropes. No harm was done, and Stuart stands at the ropes pointing at Nathan by the announce table mocking him to piss him off even more.
Crowd: STUART SLANE! STUART SLANE! STUART SLANE! STUART SLANE!
Zach Davis: Hey Nathan! What’s wrong man? Why you so scared of getting in the ring now?
While Stuart is standing at the ropes, “Survival” by Eminem immediately plays. Fireworks emerges covering the stage until Jeff Purse shoots out of the air, and lands feet first on the entrance path. He walks down to the ring, dressed in black pants, black shoots with black elbow pads, and black, and red gloves. Jeff continues circling the ring, and Nathan shifts behind the commentators to avoid any cheap shots. Having the World Title in his grasp, he climbs onto the apron, and raises the title high.
Freddy Whoa: Here he is! The two-time, and current WCF World Champion, Jeff Purse, finally here at Blast ready to defend the World Title against Nathan Chambers, and Stuart Slane.
Zach Davis: He has everything, and -- NATHAN MOVE! Anyways. He has all the tools, the experience, the mind set. Jeff is the veteran but the champion but now he could be the 2016 WCF Classic Tournament winner.
All three men are inside the ring by their corners, and now we can get to the introductions. Everything in the stadium is dark except each spotlight on a competitor, and Kyle Steele standing in the center of the ring with the microphone under his chin.
Ding Ding Ding!
Kyle Steel: The following is our main event scheduled for the evening, and it is a triple threat match for the WCF World Championship, and to crown the 2016 WCF Classic Tournament Winner! Introducing first, the challenger! Hailing from Hollywood, California. At six feet, one inch tall, weighing in at 232 pounds. He is the WCF Perfection Champ, Nathan “Perfection” Chambers!
Nathan walks out from his corner, and spreads his arms up wide in the air while closing his eyes to soak in the atmosphere. He backs up, and leans against the turnbuckles with a smirk on his face. Kyle continues with the introductions.
Kyle Steel: Introducing next, another challenge! Hailing from Grant, Iowa! At six feet, six inches tall, weighing in at 270 pounds. He is Stuart Slane!
Crowd: SLANE! SLANE! SLANE! SLANE! SLANE!
Stuart nods his head, hopping up and down to get those butterflies out of his stomach. He’s very focused on getting the World Title tonight, and more so focused on winning the tournament.
Kyle Steel: And introducing their opponents! Hailing from Venice Beach, California. At six feet, two inches tall, 215 pounds. He is the REIGNING, DEFENDING, UNDISPUTED WCF CHAMPION OF THE WORLD! JEFF PURSE!
The lights return to normal, and Jeff raises the title high with both hands. Kyle leaves the ring, and the referee takes the title from his hands to show to both contenders who accept the odds. Raising it high in the center of the ring, the stakes are now set.
Freddy Whoa: It’s finally here. Everything built up to this. Nathan Chambers, Stuart Slane, Jeff Purse. WCF Classic Tournament. WCF World Championship. Here we go!
Ding Ding Ding!
Jeff, and Stuart are ready to get out of their corners but Nathan is the first man to dive out of the ring. The two others are not surprises, and the crowd is booing him. Obviously he’s not going to waste his time getting involved between two men who want to rip his gut off.
Zach Davis: Well, can’t say I’m not surprised but Nathan Chambers pulling out would probably be a smart thing to do. It is a Triple Threat match, and there is no count-outs with no disqualifications.
Stuart, and James circle the ring immediately while Nathan is watching on the outside. The two lock up with each other in the center of the ring but Stuart uses his weight, and height advantage to just ragdoll him across the ring to the other corner. Nathan is mocking the two but clapping his hands to applaud the two.
Crowd: STUART SLANE! STUART SLANE! STUART SLANE!
The two meet in center of the ring, and continue to argue with each other until slowly looking outside of the ring to Nathan. His demeanor changes, and now Nathan is shaking his head, nervously reacting as both men surround him on both sides outside of the ring.
Zach Davis: OH YES! OH YES! DO IT! I’VE BEEN WAITING TO SEE THIS!
Freddy Whoa: Jeff Purse, and Stuart Slane are finally working together to get rid of the only bad apple in the basket, and now Nathan Chambers is going to have one hell of an ass kicking waiting for him.
He quickly slides into the ring, and both men chase after him. Before he even has a chance of leaving the ring, Nathan’s leg is grabbed by Stuart who quickly yanks him back into the center of the ring. Struck with a forearm shot by Jeff, he turns around, and gets smacked with a European Uppercut again. Back, and forth the two exchanges strikes into Nathan until he is floored to the mat with a Double Clothesline.
Continuing on the assault, Stuart is stomping down the body of Chambers until he gets turned around, and pushed back into the corner with Jeff striking his chest with multiple chops. He leaves him in the corner, and then runs to the opposing one. Bounces his back off the turnbuckles, Jeff Dropkicks Stuart in the corner forcing him to sit down.
Freddy Whoa: Stuart Slane took his eyes off Jeff making a big mistake, and now he has paid price by getting Dropkicked in the corner, and here comes Jeff off the rebound.
Jeff quickly returns back to the sat Stuart, and Basement Dropkicks his feet into his chest. With time being against him, he drags his body back in the center of the ring, and pins him for the first time in the match.
Stuart kicks out of the pin attempt, and Jeff cannot waste any more time. He quickly gets up, and runs to the ropes to deliver back a Running Leg Drop to Stuart down on his back. Another one by repeating the same action but on the third, Nathan appears just in the nick of time to Belly to Belly Suplex on top of Stuart Slane.
Zach Davis: Nathan Chambers just Belly to Belly Suplexed Jeff Purse onto Stuart Slane, and now he’s tossing Stuart out of the ring. Definitely wanting to get some offense on the World Champion for calling him what he really is, a jobber.
Nathan mounts Jeff down on his back, and pummels his forehead with multiple forearm shots. Shielding himself, he’s taking most of the blows on his forearms but Nathan continues on with the technical grappling. He quickly takes the right arm of Jeff, and locks him in the Armbar. Pulling back on the wrist, and torquing the elbow while Jeff is yelling.
Crowd: PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!
He manages to carry his body weight on top of Nathan to put him down in the center of the ring.
Nathan rolls him over backwards, and sits on his back while torquing the arm with his body weight leaning back to apply the Fujiwara Armbar.
Zach Davis: Although I hate Nathan, you have to admire his technical wrestling especially in submissions. Very useful of how he is working that right arm of Jeff Purse.
Freddy Whoa: Oh it’s SLANE!
When he looks to the left, Stuart Big Boots his face straight down into the mat, and breaks the submission hold. Nathan covers his face, and Jeff is holding his right arm in pain. Upset by the embarrassing moment, Stuart helps Nathan back on his feet, and whips him into the ropes. Off the spring, he shoulder barges him down into the mat letting him flip onto the back of his head.
He doesn’t stop there. Slane wants blood. Ragdolling his small weight into the corner, he quickly decimates Chambers’ ribs with back to back shoulder barges until Nathan is plopped down in the turnbuckles completely vulnerable.
Freddy Whoa: Stuart preparing to break the head off Nathan after ragdolling him back, and forth around the ring. Now he here is!
He charges forward but Nathan swoops through under the bottom rope, and Stuart hits his chest into the turnbuckles. Getting up, Nathan attempts to forearm smash him in the cheek but Jeff has risen from the ashes. He runs across the ropes, and knocks Nathan off the apron with a Gamengiri. He crashes onto the ringside mat, and now focuses on Stuart.
Stuart shoves him back into the ropes, and he rebounds off the ropes to duck the right arm. Coming to the ropes again, Jeff Suicide Dives through them, and clashes his body against Nathan. Both men down at ringside in front of the announce table, and crowd is on their feet.
Crowd: WCF! WCF! WCF!
Due to this being a triple threat match, count outs are not needed. Instead, Stuart leaves the ring, and continues on his path of destruction. Taking Jeff by the hair, and smashing his face on top of the announcer table leaving him on his knees. If that wasn’t sweet, he quickly ran with Nathan, and barged his body through the steel steps.
Freddy Whoa: Either Slane has gone mad with power or he’s really set on making sure neither competitor have either chance of getting back up on their feet ever again.
Zach Davis: He’s doing the best strategy he can Freddy. The WCF Classic Tournament, and World Championship is on the line. You have to be a fool to not give it a hundred percent.
Stuart quickly grabs onto Purse, and tosses him into the ring. Following him, he gets back up, and helps Jeff to his feet again. It’s not long that Purse is put down on the mat with a powerful Body Slam, and Stuart goes for the pin attempt.
Purse kicks out of the pin, and Stuart was getting frustrated. He helped him back up to his feet, and bent him over with a vicious knee. Suffering air leaving his body, he was pretty vulnerable until getting his arms wrapped around his body with a Bear Hug.
Crowd: PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!
Stuart is putting all his strength in securing the tightness of the grip. Nathan managed to slide inside the ring, and jump onto the back to lock in a Rear Naked Choke. Now Slane is supporting two men. Jeff in a Bear Hug, and Nathan with an RNC.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Zach Davis: You don’t find anything quite like this. Stuart is a very strong individual but he’s fading away.
He drops to his knees, and Jeff slides out from his grip after it loosened. Nathan continues applying the Rear Naked Choke. Seeing an opportunity, he runs back to the ropes, and hops onto the middle rope. Springboarding back to clothesline them down into the mat. Although Stuart is on top of Nathan, he still has that RNC locked in.
Freddy Whoa: It’s still LOCKED IN? Jeff just Springboard Clotheslined both men on top of each other but Nathan still has that Rear Naked Choke locked in, and Stuart is almost out! He’s going to win the World Title by technical submission!
Jeff continues on his path of high-flying. He runs to the ropes again, and leaps onto the middle to sppringboard backwards thus Moonsaulting the submission to break it.
Nathan is forced to let go, and Purse crawls on top of him for another pin attempt.
Nathan kicks out of the pin, and Jeff is getting pissed off by the second. Stuart is rolling into an unoccupied corner to take some time to recover. It’s not until Jeff starts dragging Nathan to a corner, and helping him sit on the top rope. He was always one to take risks.
Zach Davis: Now we’re going to go high. Jeff is going to take him to the sky, and finish the match.
Through thick, and thin, he pushes on by climbing up onto the middle rope. Placing him in a suplex hold, Nathan is fighting back by throwing forearms into his ribcage. Jeff continues the onslaught by throwing a few more forearms into his forehead until his right eye is pushed by the thumb of Nathan.
Shooting down under him, he Savate Kicks his right leg that keeps him hung over the top turnbuckle. Nathan gets an idea, and quickly takes both arms underhooked with his head stuck under his right armpit. He kicks his legs back, and spikes his head on the mat with an Elevated Double Arm DDT.
Freddy Whoa: VIP ONLY! A trademark move of Jeff, and he used the ropes for better elevation. He’s going for the pin attempt.
Jeff kicks out of the pin attempt again, and Nathan sits up extremely furious. Not only does he get up but he’s in for a rough awakening. Stuart bursts out of the corner, and pulls him up onto his shoulder with his right arm before Spinebusting him down on his own back.
Freddy Whoa: “RUNAWAY SLANE! RUNAWAY SLANE! IT’S OVER!”
He quickly goes for the pin attempt.
No! Jeff Purse jumps in time, and disrupts the pin. Totally okay with it, the referee allows it to continue. Slane gets back up, and launches Jeff out of the ring. Following him, he leaves ringside, and quickly rips off the announce table cover while tearing off the television sets. The commentators back up, and are in shock.
Zach Davis: This is the main event for a reason, and here I thought we wouldn’t have to go THIS far in a match.
When Stuart gets to pick him up, Jeff breaks the hold off him, and spins around to deliver a Spinning Wheel Kick into the jaw of Slane that temporarily stunts him. He doesn’t stop there. He runs, and jumps onto the apron. Jeff leaps back, and Enguiziri Kicks him into the side of his head that rolls him on top of the announce table.
Freddy Whoa: Oh my! Oh my god! He’s right on top of the announce table, and...NATHAN! WHAT IS NATHAN DOING?!
Nathan is standing on the top turnbuckle off a corner before pointing up to the sky. He leaps across the ringside aisle, and Elbow Drops Stuart Slane, both bodies destroying the announce table.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Zach Davis: Oh my god! Oh my living god! HAIL TO THE NATHAN! HAIL TO THE NATHAN THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!
Freddy Whoa: Jesus Christ! What the hell does this man have to do? Nathan Chambers just put his entire body on the line!
Jeff walks amongst the carnage, and rarely drags Stuart’s body back inside the ring. He pushes him in the corner section, and starts climbing up the top rope until turning his back downed to the man. Jeff leaps backwards into the air, and does a moonsault before flipping into another one landing onto his ribs.
Zach Davis: THE ONE AND ONLY MOONSAULT! HE’S GOING FOR THE PIN! JEFF PURSE IS GOING TO RETAIN THE BELT!
Nathan quickly pulls out the referee, and leans against the barricade. Jeff is wondering what the hell is going on, and couldn’t believe how slick Nathan came to his own downfall.
When the referee slides into the ring, Nathan has something shiny in his right hand. Jeff marches to the ropes to end his career but when he pulls his head through the ropes, he gets slapped dead in the temple with the World Title. Jeff falls through the ropes, and now Nathan slides into the ring with an opportunity at hand.
Zach Davis: NOT LIKE THIS! NOT LIKE THIS! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS!
Stuart is barely even getting back on his knees, and Nathan charges at him before leaping onto his body. Clutching his legs around his waist, and locking his arm around his throat to apply in the Guillotine Choke.
Freddy Whoa: CHAMBER OF SECRETS-
NO!, Slane uses his strength to flip Chambers over. Chambers gets up and Slane puts him in a Half Nelson from behind.
Zach Davis: SLANE SLAM!
Purse knows this is it. He slides in and charges at Slane but to no avail. Slane ducks away and locks Purse in the same Half Nelson.
Freddy Whoa: SLANE. SLAM.
Stuart Slane drops down and pins Jeff Purse.
Ding Ding Ding!
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner. The 2016 WCF Classic Tournament Winner, and the new WCF World Champion.. SSTTUUAARRTT SLAAANNEEE!!!!
Stuart Slane rolls away.
Zach Davis: I... um. I never honestly thought I'd see the day.
Freddy Whoa: In a lot of ways, Stuart Slane represents everything that WCF is about. He's put in the work, he's made mistakes, and he's come back - every time better than ever.
Jeff Purse rolls out of the ring. Chambers is already outside. Stuart Slane is handed the WCF World Title, which he climbs up and raises high in the air.
Zach Davis: Stuart Slane is a former Television Champion, and one of the first ever Internet Champions. But did we ever really think we'd see him here!?
Freddy Whoa: Anyone that really paid attention did, Zach. Stuart Slane has been one of the best in the business for a long, long time, and it takes an idiot not to see it.
Stuart Slane, standing in the middle of the ring, puts the belt around his waist.
Zach Davis: What... what is next?
Blast fades to black.