03/25/2012


Explosion Intro

Devil's Work by Miike Snow begins to play as Philly explodes, no pun intended, and so does some pyro, and Explosion is live on the air! We go to Zach and Shannan.

Zach Davis: What an ovation from Philadelphia, and we're live and on the air! What a huge show we've got tonight.

Shannan Lerch: Seth added an extra hour, thank God the PPV providers let him. Because seriously, twelve matches? Damn.

Zach Davis: WCF is bursting with talent, that's for sure! And our main event sure represents thats.

Shannan Lerch: Indeed! Sarah Twilight came into WCF with much fanfare, but she sure did win a golden ticket... the chance to challenge for the World Title on a MAJOR pay per view.

Zach Davis: No one is hotter than Jonny Fly, and this is probably the freshest World Title match we've seen in a while. The idea of a woman holding that belt-

Shannan Lerch: Who cares, Zach? This is WCF, gender doesn't matter!

Zach Davis: So you won't be pulling for Sarah Twilight?

Shannan Lerch: Well, of COURSE I will. But that's not the point.

Zach Davis: Hah. Anyway though this is actually Fly's first match since defeated Corey Black several weeks ago. Fly is the one that made the count awarding Sarah Twilight her victory, and rumor does have it that he did that so that he'd get to face a woman and have an easy defense... but as we've seen on Slam the past few weeks, Sarah Twilight isn't easy at all. Er, that came out wrong. I meant she's difficult to keep down on her back. I mean-

Shannan Lerch: Stop it with your stupid sexist innuendo, Zach! Sarah Twilight is an amazing competitor and she won't be easy to beat. She could score the biggest upset in WCF history.

Zach Davis: Speaking of WCF history, we have two huge matches in two of, literally, the longest running feuds this fed has ever seen. For the Hardcore Title, Oblivion and Gravedigger once again go one on one.

Shannan Lerch: Not just in any match, but in a STRETCHER match. Gravedigger is going to attempt to load Oblivion onto a stretcher and take him to The Facility... and get a big fat bonus. This began as an issue about money, but now I think Gravedigger just wants to destroy the man formerly known as Ace Slaughter.

Zach Davis: And we have what I hope is one last match between Johnny Reb and Doc Henry.. this time around for the Confederate Title, and in a HELL IN A CELL match. I don't know what Seth was thinking when he allowed this match to be booked, but hey.

Shannan Lerch: These two used to be the best tag team that WCF has ever seen. They broke up and they've been at each other's throats ever since - for YEARS now! Doc Henry made Johnny Reb's life miserable by forcing him into the New New Confederacy, but luckily that ended, and now I think we may soon finally see the end of this. Tonight has got to be it.

Zach Davis: And we have a Falls Count Anywhere match for the United States Title! Another two men that want to beat the living crap out of one another, and in fact another set of former Tag Team Champions. Roy Speede and Mr. Frank Venable.

Shannan Lerch: Or will we be getting Super FPV tonight? In a bizarre turn of events, Mr. FPV's mind seems to be going. I think he thinks this is a "boss fight!," what a weirdo.

Zach Davis: Speaking of people with messed up minds... People's Title, the LadyKillerz collide! Jay Price and Switches the Clown going at it.

Shannan Lerch: Switches isn't a member of the LadyKillerz, Zach! But I know what you mean. This match is going to be brutal. If it was any other tag team, I'd think this might hurt their relationship.. but with Price and Greenfever, this just might make their bond even stronger!

Zach Davis: The finals of the Television Tournament are tonight! Nathan von Liebert and Steeltoe Joe have outlasted everyone to make it here. NvL has to have been a favorite, but Steeltoe Joe came out of nowhere to impress us like this. This match should be epic.

Shannan Lerch: ODIN BALFORE returns to the ring. The biggest, baddest motha fucka WCF has ever seen sets foot inside the squared circle.... to fight a woman.

Zach Davis: Just like Sarah Twilight, Ayria Adams is no slouch, Shannan, believe that. This won't be a walk in the park for Odin.

Shannan Lerch: We'll see who becomes the first Internet Champion! Twitter has been buzzing all week with these four going at each other's throats. Zombie McMorris, Tek, Benjamin Atreyu, and Bo Stoned... quite the war of words going on.

Zach Davis: We have a match for contendership of Price and Greenfever's Tag Team Titles. Eric Price and Nic Daniels, of the Milusha, are teaming up to take on the former Champs, Jeff Purse and Night Rider. This could be Purse and Night Rider's chance to finally get back on the ball after losing to Mr. FPV and Brad Kane.

Shannan Lerch: Bryan Worthy and Kid Phantasm are going one on one. Phantasm won the fourway match last week, but this is a singles matchup, which really is a totally different dynamic. Can't wait to see what these guys bring to the table.

Zach Davis: Jayway vs Gina Caldwell are also in an exhibition match!

Shannan Lerch: And in our opener, the Dark Passenger, Jack Slash, and Kris Slade go at it. A pretty fun triple threat, I'd say.

Zach Davis: Let's get to the show!

The Dark Passenger vs Jack Slash vs Kris Slade

The Dark Passenger by Mary Magdalan hits and out comes, naturally, the Dark Passenger.

Zach Davis: Very mysterious young woman here.

"A Gorey Demise" by Creature Feature hits the PA. Jack walks out to the entrance ramp. He looks around at the fans, with a sadistic smile on his face. He then seems to talk to several people near him who either aren't there or can't be seen, and then runs into the ring. Once in the ring, he again talks to the people who aren't there, or can't be seen, and waits for the bell.

Shannan Lerch: Here is Jack Slash. Seth was telling me earlier today he really regrets signing him, turns out he's just another lunatic.

The lights go out as "In League" begins to blare over the loudspeakers. A red spot light hits in the middle of the stage at the :54 mark Shannon Slade walks out with a smile on her face. At 1:13 mark Kris Slade slowly walks out from the curtain with an evil smile on his face. Shannon and Kris slowly walk down the ramp as the song plays. At the 2:21 mark Shannon is on the apron opening the ropes for Kris and Kris falls to his knees screaming at the 2:30 mark. Kris removes his jacket and dog chain as the song plays through.

Zach Davis: Phew! What a long entrance. Anyway here is Kris Slade.

The bell sounds. Jack Slash goes right on the attack, running at the Dark Passenger and hitting her with a Spear! The move, not a literal spear.

Shannan Lerch: Ow!

Passenger rolls out of the ring. Kris Slade comes from behind and hits Slash with several forearms to the back but Slash spins and backhands Slade, sending him reeling. He then throws him to the ropes and lifts him up... and hits a Death Valley Driver!

Zach Davis: Huge power move from Jack Slash!

Slash pins Slade, hooking the leg.

One.

Two.

No, Slade kicks out.

Shannan Lerch: That was actually a pretty close call, Slash almost had it.

Slash backs up as Slade tries to work his way to his feet... Slash runs and hits him with a Yakuza Kick!

Zach Davis: OOF! Stiff shot!

Slash pins Slade again!

One!

Two!

No, this time the Dark Passenger has entered the ring and kicked Slash off. Passenger picks Slash up and knees him in the gut. She then backs up and goes for a Scissors Kick!, but Slash avoids it and kicks her in the gut before hitting her with a Gutwrench Suplex!

Shannan Lerch: Another big move!, can anyone in this match stop Jack Slash's offense?

Passenger once again rolls out. Slade has stumbled to his feet and Slash grabs him and hits a Future Shock DDT!

Zach Davis: He calls that the Haunting Hour!

Slash pins Slade quickly.

One!

Two!

Three!

Shannan Lerch: There you have it! Jack Slash wins in a dominating fashion.

Slash stands, evil grin on his face, victorious. He slides out of the ring and heads to the back.

Jayway vs Gina Caldwell

The lights Dim and More Human Than Human By White Zombie Hits and The lights start moving through the crowd Flashing Red and Green Gina Caldwell then Walks Out With Her Hands in the Air Looking really full of herself she then Chuckles at the Boos and Walks down into the ring and Slides in and Gets on the top Rope and Yells at the fans as she raises her arms.

Shannan Lerch: Gina Caldwell has yet to win a match here in WCF, but word around the back is that there are still a lot of people with hope for this young lady. Apparently she has a lot of upside, something that management likes.

Zach Davis: It probably doesn't hurt that she's easy on the eyes.

Shannan Lerch: I'm offended by that statement Zach. How dare you make the assumption that this young lady has a job only because she looks good. My brother isn't that type of...oh jeez, even I know you're right.

The lights turn gold and there Jayway appears on stage in his wrestling gear. as he walks to the ring, he shows the sign for money and when he dose that gold color confetti falls from the roof, and when he gets in the middle of the ring from above pyro go off (albert del rio kind) goes off.

Zach Davis: Jayway was unsuccessful in his debut match, so you'd have to think he's feeling the heat right now. You never want to start off your career in a new company with a loss, let alone two.

Shannan Lerch: That's right Zach. I look at this match as being the launching pad for one of these two. As for the other, it could be a sign of future endeavorment.

[DING! DING! DING!]

Shannan Lerch: And there's the bell, this match is officially underway.

Zach Davis: Jayway walks right up to Caldwell's face and he doesn't seem to be too impressed Shannan. He seems to be talking a bit of smack.

Shannan Lerch: I'm no lip reader Zach, but I believe he said something about getting back to the kitchen.

Zach Davis: And Caldwell doesn't seem to be the least bit happy about that. Jayway laughing at his own joke and Caldwell cocks back her hand before unloading with a huge slap to the face. Jeez, you could have heard that one all the way out in Jersey.

Shannan Lerch: Jayway clutching his cheek, and Caldwell now roughly shoving him to the mat. I must say, I'm enjoying this showing of girl power Zach.

Zach Davis: Well Jayway clearly isn't. He's back up to his feet and he's moving in to tie-up. Caldwell obliges and Jayway takes control early.

Shannan Lerch: Jayway with the hammerlock but Caldwell fights out of it with a few elbows and reverses it into a front facelock. It looks like she's trying to use some of that MMA training to get a submission Zach.

Zach Davis: That's my type of girl!

Shannan Lerch: Ugh, grow up. It may have been too early to try for that type of move, as Jayway was able to move back and get to the ropes. Caldwell forced to release the hold by the referee.

Zach Davis: As the referee gets Caldwell back, Jayway rushes her. Caldwell sees him coming and quickly takes him to the mat with an armdrag. Jayway back up to his feet and Caldwell does it a second time.

Shannan Lerch: Jayway in not pleased whatsoever with how this match is going.

Zach Davis: Caldwell goes after Jayway, who instead opts to roll out of the ring to collect himself. He slaps the apron a few times as he stares down Caldwell.

Shannan Lerch: It must be so bruising to a man's ego to have a woman one up him.

Zach Davis: It's honestly like a kick to the nuts.

Shannan Lerch: The referee's count has reached six and Jayway finally decides to get back into the ring. Caldwell however didn't appreciate that pause in the match, and she let's Jayway know it as she drops an elbow across his back.

Zach Davis: Caldwell now up to her feet and she's stomping away at Jayway, trying to hammer her point home I suppose.

Shannan Lerch: Jayway has crawled to the ropes and the referee is yelling for Caldwell to back off. She does so and Jayway cautiously stands back up. Caldwell doesn't give him a chance to breathe as she moves in. Jayway responds with a rake of the eyes. How despicable!

Zach Davis: Caldwell stumbles back clutching her eyes and Jayway takes advantage with a big dropkick to the chest. Caldwell hits the mat, rolls and pops back up to her feet, but she's still holding her left eye.

Shannan Lerch: Jayway not giving her a moment to collect herself, as he moves in and delivers a big kick to the midsection. Jayway now pulling her in and snapping off a quick suplex. Jayway with the first pin attempt of the match.

Referee: ONE!

TW-

Zach Davis: And Caldwell kicks out at two. Jayway up to his feet and he pulls Caldwell up with him. Jayway now pulling her in and he snaps off a T-Bone suplex.

Shannan Lerch: Caldwell started off strong but it seems like Jayway is getting the better of her now. She's slowly getting up to her feet, but Jayway is right there, once again pulling her in for a suplex.

Zach Davis: But Caldwell is now fighting back and she blocks the suplex attempt. You may have spoken too soon Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: Jayway again attempts a suplex but Caldwell again blocks it before delivering a suplex of her own. Wow! Jayway is almost twice her weight, I'm certainly impressed.

Zach Davis: And Caldwell is sticking right with him, pulling Jayway up to his feet. She pulls him in and snaps off a quick DDT. Caldwell now with the pin attempt.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!

TH-

Shannan Lerch: And Jayway kicks out at two and a half.

Zach Davis: Caldwell smacks the mat as she rolls off of Jayway. She waits patiently as he pushes himself up and then she hits him with a running super kick. She calls that the Foot Kiss!

Shannan Lerch: Caldwell with the pin attempt!

Referee: ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Zach Davis: And Caldwell has won her first match in WCF!

"More Human Than Human" hits the speakers as Caldwell gets to her feet. The referee raises her arm in victory as the PPV fades to an advertisement for Aftermath.

Night Rider Segment

The lights in the arena went out, The place became as dark as the darkest night. 'TAPS' begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron as highlights of Dangerous Don DeBeers brief career in WCF are shown. The crowd begins holding up their lighters. The lights come back on again to show Night Rider in the canter of the ring.

Night Rider: I'm going to make this short and sweet. There are a lot of things going on in WCF right now from a World Chumpion who doesn't want to defend the title unless he is given enough money right down to a ruthless, Overrated, Bunch of chicken shit thugs who will stop at nothing to get what they want. And somewhere way below that craziness you have the so called mulisha. They want so badly to be tough guys but all they end up making themselves is a joke! The Angels of Death are involved in a lot of shit right now and we are going to make an example of these so called mulisha and send a message to MS-13 and Gravedigger. And even get our Tag Team Titles back. All that I do, From this moment to the end of my career, I do in rememberance of my brother. I am dedicating the rest of my career to his memory and will be establishing the Don DeBeers Scholarship program. It will give the Brightest and most promising High School Wrestler a fully paid scholarship for Wrestling. Now, I think that just about covers everything. Get ready for some WILD action tonight!

The lights go out once more as 'TAPS' continues playing on the Jumbo-Tron. When the lights come back on again Night Rider is no where to be seen.

Bryan Worthy vs Kid Phantasm

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

"Ride to California" by Paper Tongues begins playing over the loudspeakers.

Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring at this time... hailing from Apache Junction, Arizona... BRYAN "BUZZ" WORTHY!

When the lyrics to his theme starts, Buzz bounds out on stage and encourages the fans to cheer louder. He jogs down towards the ring. Once he reaches the apron, he turns back, drops to one knee and points at the fans on both sides of the ramp, nodding his head to the music. Then he rolls under the ropes and strikes a body builder's pose.

Shannan Lerch: So what do you make of this 'Buzz' Worthy, Zach?

Zach Davis: Well, he's a powerhouse of a man. Looks like a real go-getter, don't you think?

Shannan Lerch: MmmMHMmm...

Zach Davis: I didn't... ah, screw it. Worthy now waiting on his opponent...

"Clock" by Beck begins playing over the loudspeakers as the curtain parts... and out comes Kid Phantasm.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, hailing from Antarctica, Louisiana... KID PHANTASM!

He slaps a few audience members' hands on his way through the arena, then slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Kid Phantasm takes a quick look around the crowd... and then stares down his opponent.

Zach Davis: Both of these men had amazing showings last week; Kid Phantasm, of course, picked up his first victory here in WCF...

Shannan Lerch: In his first match here in WCF, don't forget.

Zach Davis: ...I hadn't, but thank you. As for Bryan Worthy, he came within moments of getting a shot at Jonny Fly-

Shannan Lerch: -he lost to a girl, didn't he? Suddenly, he's not that hot anymore.

<ding>

Zach Davis: And here we go!

Phantasm and Worthy lock up in a test of strength. Worthy easily gets leverage, pushing Kid Phantasm backwards. Phantasm with a monkey flip... single leg takedown by Buzz, misses a bionic elbow... arm drag by the Kid. He tries a second, which Worthy blocks... and counters with a hip toss. Both men get back to a vertical base.

Zach Davis: Beautiful display of chain wrestling here by two of WCF's new recruits...

Shannan Lerch: Fine crop of young men this year, Zach.

Zach Davis: I'd agree with you, Shannan, but it feels so wrong!

Kid goes for another test of strength, but quickly hits a low dropkick to Worthy's knee. He bounces off the ropes, but Worthy stops him cold with a flying cross-body block that takes the Kid down hard. Worthy picks the Kid up and twists him into an armbar.

Shannan Lerch: I haven't seen a manhandling like that since...

Zach Davis: Oh, god.

Shannan Lerch: ..what? I was going to say Sunday night.

Zach Davis: Well that's a change... something wrestling related.

Shannan Lerch: Oh, he wasn't a wrestler.

Kid Phantasm pulls as hard as he can towards the ropes, but Worthy cinches him up and hits a shoulder-breaker.

Zach Davis: Bryan Worthy must know something we don't, fans, because he's working the right shoulder of the Kid now...

Worthy hits a falling gourdbuster, and goes for a cover. ONE! TWO- Kid kicks out at two.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like the Kid might have some stamina. That's good to know... right, ladies?

Zach Davis: Right. I mean... damnit, Shannan... Worthy's not done with the Kid yet!

Bryan Worthy whips Kid Phantasm into a corner, then gets a running start... Kid Phantasm dodges a leaping splash, then grabs Buzz into a schoolboy. ONE! One count only. Worthy stands just in time to catch a front kick by the Kid, who responds with a tremendous enzui giri that echoes through the arena.

Zach Davis: Some quick thinking by the Kid - first turning a missed opportunity by 'Buzz' Worthy into a pinning predicament, then having a backup plan for your backup plan!

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, he's alright, I guess... maybe a little short, though...

Zach Davis: Since when are you so picky?

Both men on their feet again, Worthy seems to be shaking out some cobwebs. He spots an opening and charges at Kid Phantasm; Phantasm catches him into a powerslam.

Shannan Lerch: Whoa... maybe the little guy's bigger than I thought...

Phantasm leaps to the top turnbuckle in one jump, then comes off onto Bryan Worthy with a senton splash. He goes for a cover- ONE! TWO! TH-Kickout!

Zach Davis: I thought he had him with that one, folks.

Shannan Lerch: Did you see him jump up the turnbuckles like that?

Zach Davis: Rumor has it that he practices in the ring at the WCF Arena at night.

Shannan Lerch: Oh, really? Does my brother know about that?

Kid Phantasm goes to put Bryan Worthy into the Antarcticrab (variant single-leg Boston Crab), but Worthy kicks him in the face. Both men take a moment to get to their feet.

Zach Davis: Would you care if he did?

Shannan Lerch: No, but he'd be hotter if he had a rebellious streak in him. Or maybe a chain wallet.

Kid Phantasm grabs Bryan Worthy, cinching him for a suplex... he grabs his right leg... Worthy hits the Kid with a flurry of gut punches... and a humongous spinebuster. Wasting no time, he grabs Phantasm and picks him up into an airplane spin.

Zach Davis: This match goes back and forth like a pendulum, people - Kid Phantasm was going for the Ice Cap, but instead got the wind knocked right out of him, and now he's taking the Arizona Bull Ride!

Worthy releases the Kid, but follows up the airplane spin with a bionic elbow. Quickly he goes for a cover- ONE! TWO! TH-NO! Kid kicked out!

Zach Davis: Kid survived the Bull Ride! I thought for sure he was done after that...

Shannan Lerch: You and me both, Zach. I'm starting to think this Kid could go all night.

Zach Davis: Would you please keep your mind on the match?!

Shannan Lerch: Who said it wasn't?

Zach Davis: Common sense. Most of our viewers... anyone that knows you, really.

Worthy picks Kid Phantasm up... irish whip... Kid ducks the clothesline... bounces off the ropes... tremendous elbow smash! He swings around, Buzz blocks his face... Kid hits another low dropkick... then grabs Worthy and nails him with the Ice Cap! There's the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: He got it! Kid Phantasm hit the Ice Cap and that's it for 'Buzz' Worthy...

Shannan Lerch: Kid sure turned it on for the pay-per-view audience.

Zach Davis: His second match in WCF, and already Kid Phantasm's picked up a big win tonight here at Explosion.

Tag Titles Contendership Match
Nic Daniels/Eric Price vs Night Rider/Jeff Purse

Kyle Steel: The following contest is set for one fall and is a contendership match for the Tag Team Championships. Introducing first. . .

*The Lights Shut off and "BlackOut" By Hed Pe Blasts Through the Speakers and Green smoke fills the entrance ramp as red and blue lights flash through out the crowd and Nic Daniels Walks Out through the smoke looks into the crowd reacts to their reaction then runs down to the ring slides in and gets on the turnbuckle and Throws up to the T sign with his Hands*

Kyle Steel: From Detroit Michigan, and weighing in at 270 pounds, he is Nic DANIELS! And his partner. . .

Gold lights will start flashing as the music starts and as soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight will shine on him as he makes his way to the ring at a jovial pace as he goes to each side of the audience and slaps hands with them. He steps in the ring using the steps and walks into the ring as he stands in the center of it looking around at the audience, pointing to the audience as he walks to a corner in the ring and smiles at the audience.

Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 250 pounds, he is from the Pacific Palisades, Cailfornia. He is Eric PRICE! And their opponents. . .

The sound of roaring motorcycles could be heard over the PA system as Pyrotechs explode down the entrance ramp and around the ring. It's Time for war by LLCOOLJ then begins as Night Rider makes his way to the ring with the Lovely Angel Fyre leading the way.

Kyle Steel: Billed from the Open Road, he weighs in at 335 pounds. Escorted by Angel Frye, He is NIGHTRIDER! And his partner. . .

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

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

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

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

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

Kyle Steel: From Venice Beach, California, he weighs in at 215 pounds. Escorted by Kari Kendall, he is Jeff "The Future" PURSE!

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

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

Zach Davis: A substantial size difference between these four men. Purse is dwarfed by the other three men.

Shannan Lerch: Did you ask Kari this, or did you gather this knowledge from personal observation.

Zach Davis: Neither. I asked you when you were drunk.

Jokes aside, Purse and Rider had already realized the size difference between Purse and his opponents, but Jeff insisted on starting the match off. So Rider stepped onto the apron, as Purse stepped up to begin the fight against Daniels.

DING DING DING

Looking to take control of the match early, Jeff launches at Price with a a lariat, hoping to take the big man down. To no avail, as the blow just bounces off Daniel's big frame. But Jeff is agile, and evades Nic's attempt at catching Purse for a grapple. Purse changes his fighting style, choosing to attack Nic's knees with sharp kicks. A pattern follows, with Purse kicking, and ducking. Once, twice, three times.

Zach Davis: A smart strategy, but it doesn't appear to be working.

Purse realizes this, and shoots the ropes, speeding the match up with a hurricanrana that takes Daniels to the mat. Purse nods, and hits the ropes for a Lionsault that takes him on top of Daniels for the first pin of the night.

ONE

TWO

Daniels wasn't out of the match so early, and he tosses Purse off of him. Jeff kips up, earning a small pop, while Daniels rolls to his feet. Upon reaching his feet, Purse kicks him square in the jaw with an enzuiguri. A loud pop is heard, but Daniels doesn't fall. Jeff isn't hindered though, and he shoots the ropes. He comes back with a crossbody, hoping to take the big man down to the mat, but Daniels catches him, and takes him over with a powerslam.

Shannan Lerch: Listen to the impact of those two bodies crashing into each other.

Zach Davis: I hope you're not getting turned on by a very small white guy getting pummeled by a big white guy.

Shannan Lerch: Why does it matter? It turns you on.

Daniels smirks, tagging his partner into the ring after stomping on Purse's hand. Price steps into the ring, grinning at the downed Purse. He then continues where Price stopped, stomping on Purse's back and skull until a five count is issued. Even then he doesn't stomp until four.

Zach Davis: Price and Daniels are doing whatever needs to be done to win this match

Price finally pulls Price up to his feet, and locks in an Argentine Backbreaker, hoping to make the small man tap. If only Price was paying more attention to his surroundings.

Shannan Lerch: Rider is saving his partner.

Rider steps into the ring when Price's back is turned to him, and charges forward to take the man's legs out with a Chop Block. Price drops to the mat, and Purse rolls over to his corner, trying to stand. Meanwhile, Daniels joins the fray, running at Rider in the center of the ring.

Zach Davis: Battle of the big men!

Shannan Lerch: Zach's fantasy

Rider and Daniels begin to trade strikes in the middle of the ring, forearm smashes and uppercuts that resounded each time with a loud crack. Both take damage, but Rider slowly takes control of the brawl, before finally gaining the advantage with a kick to the guy of Daniels. And then he shows off his brute strength by picking up Daniels one-armed, and slamming him onto the mat.

Zach Davis: What power!

Shannan Lerch: Please stop before you convince everyone that you're gay.

But Rider wasn't stopping there, as Price is just getting to his feet when Rider grabs him. Lifting him up into a fireman's carry, he shifts Price in mid-air, lifting him up in a Gorilla Press. Physical strain is seen on Rider's face, but he manages to toss Price onto Daniels.

Shannan Lerch: Rider is fighting for his brother tonight.

Zach Davis: And Purse is ready to fly too.

Jeff Purse is perched on the top rope, signaling for Rider to move Daniels out of the way. Rider does so, pushing Daniels out of the ring and following him outside the ring. Purse measures distance, and then flies off for a Frog Splash.

Zach Davis: Will the Deflator land?

Purse connects the Deflator, but with the canvas instead of Price, who rolled out of the way. Price begins to get up.

Shannan Lerch: Can he do it?

Nic Daniels gets in the ring... AND RUNS AND PUNTS ERIC PRICE IN THE HEAD!

Zach Davis: What the fu-

The crowd is in shock as Nic Daniels looks down at Eric Price, grinning.

Shannan Lerch: Nic Daniels just turned on the Mulisha, what the hell!?

Daniels drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, happy with himself, heading to the back. Purse is back on the top and he does indeed hit the Deflator this time!

ONE

TWO

THREE!

Zach Davis: Jeff Purse and Night Rider pick up the contendership!

Purse and Night Rider exit the ring after getting their arms raised, leaving Eric Price holding his head in pain.

Internet Title Match
Zombie McMorris vs Bo Stoned vs Benjamin Atreyu vs Tek

Shannan Lerch: Do you know what time it is, Zach?

Zach Davis: Oh, I think I do. It's time for history to be made as we crown the first ever Internet Champion!

Shannan Lerch: We got some of the best trash talkers in WCF going at it in a fatal four way; can’t wait to see who comes out first.

The lights go out and then on the screen you see a hand that is holding five fingers up. With every second that goes past a finger goes down until one is left and that finger is the middle finger. Then Hollywood Undead's "Tear It Up" plays and the camera goes to the stage, where a figure is standing. A spotlight is put to where the figure is standing and it shows a man wearing long black basketball shorts, a black pair of DC shoes and a black and white LA Dodgers hat with a water bottle in hand. The man comes walking down the ramp as he drinks from the water bottle and bops his head to the song, and in his other hand he has a black baseball bat. As he starts comes to the ring the screen goes from color to black and white and when Tek gets in the ring the screen goes back to color and black smoke falls from the roof.

Zach Davis: Tek comes out first. The leader of the Mulisha is looking to stick it to Seth and get some gold for his group.

Shannan Lerch: Eh, Seth’s used to getting it stuck to him in more ways than one.

"420" by Kottonmouth Kings starts playing and green lights fly around the arena as Bo Stoned steps out from the gorilla position in his trademark muscle shirt and jean shorts with black biker boots and a pair of cheap black shades. He pulls a joint out of his pocket and lights it up and then he pulls a Miller Lite out of his pocket and pops it open chugging it on the way to the ring. Bo throws the empty can into the crowd and slides into the ring.

Zach Davis: Now it's Bo Stone who looked impressive last week, picking up a win. I bet he’s gonna keep it going tonight.

Shannan Lerch: If he’s not baked already.

"Ecstasy of Gold" by Ennio Morricone plays on the sound system. The intricate melodies sweeping over the arena. Benjamin Atreyu pushes pass the curtains, Blake Updegraff IV following right behind him, stepping out onto the entrance ramp. Blake Updegraff points at Benjamin, presenting him to the booing crowd.

Kyle Steel: Accompanied to the ring by the C.E.O. of "Future Gods Incorporated" Blake Updegraff IV, weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds, self-proclaimed "God Given Greatness" Benjamin Atreyu!

He slides into the ring as his manager walks up the stairs taunting the crowd. Benjamin Atreyu jumps to his feet as Blake Updegraff slips in between the top and middle rope.

He walks to the center of the ring, his manager raising his fist in the air, as if announcing his victory was assured before the match even began. The crowd erupts in boos he steps back into his corner and his manager slips back out of the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Now here comes a guy with some class. Probably the only class act out of the bunch.

Zach Davis: That ain’t really sayin' too much but the iconic "Ecstasy of Gold" can’t be wrong. Buzz around the back is saying that Atreyu might walk out of Explosion with the Internet Title.

Shannan Lerch: Well I hope Benjamin takes the belt.

"Never Gonna Stop" hits the PA, but Zombie McMorris is nowhere to be found.

Shannan Lerch: Well? Did he puss out?

The camera scans the crowd for a moment to try and find Zombie until finally it catches a glimpse of him up in the middle tier.

Zach Davis: He’s up in the crowd!

Zombie McMorris makes his way through the crowd and jumps down the section barrier into the crowd below.

Shannan Lerch: Oh dear god, they’re actually putting their hands on him.

Zach Davis: He’s being body surfed to the ring!

The crowd dumps Zombie over the ringside barrier as he lands on his feet, turning to the crowd and raising his arm in victory with a mighty roar. Zombie turns back to the ring to see the other three men staring at him, ready to rip his head off.

Shannan Lerch: Attention whore much?

Zach Davis: Well you would know, at least about the whore part.

Shannan Lerch: Look at the other three guys in the ring. They all look like they want to kill Zombie and who could blame them? He's been talking shit all week about this title and now it's time to nut up or shut up.

Zach Davis: I don’t think its possible for Zombie to shut up so I think we’re gonna see...

Zombie slides into the ring and immediately gets the boots laid to him by all three men.

DING DING

After a series of kicks from the men, Tek picks up Zombie and launches him across the ring into the adjacent turnbuckle. Zombie pops out of the corner into a charging Tek but Zombie goes for a big boot.

Shannan Lerch: Big boot by Zombie.

Zach Davis: And Zombie just walked into a spinebuster by Bo Stoned.

Atreyu takes advantage of the situation by quickly hitting a German suplex on Bo before making a quick pin on Zombie.

The ref counts.

1...

2...

Broken up by Tek!

Tek continues to hammer away at Atreyu. Atreyu gets up, withstanding the attack as Tek springboards off the second rope and nails a kick to the side of Atreyu's head. Bo and Zombie get to their feet and start stomping away at Tek then trade off. Zombie with Tek, Stoned with Atreyu.

Zach Davis: The competitors finally square off.

Shannan Lerch: Remember folks, this is a fatal four way. One pinfall wins the match!

Bo Stoned picks up Atreyu and rears back with a stiff right hand, then another and another. Bo takes a step back to connect with a haymaker but Atreyu ducks it and hits a falling neckbreaker.

Zombie and Tek are locked up in the turnbuckle. Zombie hits a few knee shots to the gut of Tek. He scales the buckle and begins a ten count of punches.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9... 10!

Zombie sets up for a superplex from the top but here comes Atreyu, getting his shoulders underneath Zombie's leg then Bo Stoned jumps into the mix getting into a powerbomb type of position.

Zach Davis: Tower of DOOM!!!

WHAM!!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!

Bo Stoned covers Atreyu.

The count.

1...

2...

3...

NOOO!!! KICK OUT!

Shannan Lerch: Bodies are scattered all across the ring and somehow Benjamin Atreyu kicks out from the Tower of Doom.

Bo Stoned picks up Atreyu and lands a knee shot into him but Atreyu runs him into the corner and starts connecting with European uppercuts. Tek gets up to his feet first as he tries to get a cover on Zombie.

The pin.

1...

2...

Zach Davis: Broken up by Atreyu.

Shannan Lerch: Back body drop by Atreyu!

Zach Davis: And Zombie rolls out of the ring.

Zombie stumbles over to the crowd as a fan hands him a beer.

Zach Davis: Down it goes!

Back in the ring Atreyu is pulling double duty, trying to keep both Bo Stoned and Tek down.

Atreyu hits a backbreaker on Tek as Bo Stoned comes out of the corner and turns Atreyu around and hits a Death Valley Driver.

Shannan Lerch: High as a Kite!

Zombie turns around after his third cup of beer when he hears the impact in the ring.

The pin.

1...

2...

3...

NOO!!

Zach Davis: Zombie reaches in and pulls Stoned off of Atreyu!

Tek crawls away into the corner, trying to conceal what he’s doing.

Shannan Lerch: He’s not doing what I think he is, is he?

Zombie picks Bo up and press slams him!

Zombie sees Tek over in the corner and instead of pinning Bo he goes over to get Tek.

Zach Davis: FIREBALL! TEK WITH A FIREBALL!

Shannan Lerch: Thank god it was only flash paper and he wasn’t touching himself.

Zombie's blinded as he frantically tries to cover his face before stumbling out of the ring again. Tek stands there for a moment, taking in his small victory until..

WHAM!

Atreyu comes over with a kick to the gut. Spinning elbow.

Shannan Lerch: Black Eye Sonata!

Tek spills out of the ring. Atreyu picks up Bo Stoned…

Zach Davis: Requiem in D Minor!

Shannan Lerch: Bo Stoned rolls out of the ring! Atreyu just cleaned house!

Zach Davis: And Zombie just rolled back into the ring!

Zombie and Atreyu stare each other down. Atreyu runs at Zombie but he side steps and Atreyu hits the turnbuckle. Zombie takes a few steps back, pumping up the crowd as he charges Atreyu for a spear...

Shannan Lerch: Zombie eats the ring post!

Atreyu sets Zombie up on his shoulders...

Zach Davis: Tek and Bo are down, Zombie's up for the Requiem...

Tek and Bo slide into the ring. Bo has a steel chair and Tek has an internet modem. They surround Atreyu.

Shannan Lerch: Atreyu's got a choice to make.

Bo swings the chair at Atreyu..

It's side stepped!

WHAM!

Tek clocks Bo with the modem!

WHAM!

Atreyu hits Requiem in D Minor!

The pin...

1...

2...

3...

KICK OUT !!

Zach Davis: Wow, both men get the shoulder up!

Atreyu shoots a look to Tek. There’s fire in those eyes. He picks up the steel chair and starts laying into Tek.

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

Shannan Lerch: Atreyu is possessed! He feels that Tek screwed him out of the win!

Zach Davis: I think Tek is out!

Bo gets up and walks into another Requiem!

The pin..

1...

2...

Broken up by Zombie.

Zombie picks up Tek and tosses him out of the ring. And points to Atreyu.

The crowd erupts!

Atreyu throws Bo over the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: Atreyu is telling Zombie to come get some!

The two men lock up in the middle of the ring, Atreyu with a go behind, Zombie with the back elbow, he turns and back body drops Atreyu! Zombie hits the ropes... Falling elbow! He picks up Atreyu but Atreyu breaks it and counters with a suplex. Zombie gets up, STO by Atreyu! Atreyu sets Zombie up again for yet another Requiem in D Minor but Zombie slides out, he kicks Atreyu in the gut...

Zach Davis: Axe Wound!

Tek and Stoned mix it up on the outside as Stoned gets thrown into the steel steps...

Back in the ring Zombie whips Atreyu into the corner and sets him up for a Shattered Dreams... He runs...

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Tek out of nowhere with the springboard kick!

Looks like that kick only proved to piss Zombie off. Zombie stumbles back from the kick and comes back with a big boot of his own. He turns his attention back to Atreyu…

Shannan Lerch: Ohh... Shattered Dreams!

Zach Davis: Atreyu is gonna feel that in the morning.

Zombie looks back at Tek as the crowd starts to chant...

Crowd: Curb Stomp! Curb Stomp!

Zombie flips Tek over... raises him up...

Zach Davis: Vicious Curb Stomp by Z Mac!

The pin..

1...

2...

Bo Stoned slides into the ring to break the cover..

3!!!!

Shannan Lerch: Bo is too late! The ref counted the three.

Bo keeps stomping at Zombie but Zombie just gets up and looks at him. Bo throws a haymaker.

Zach Davis: Zombie ducks.

Shannan Lerch: AXE WOUND!

The ref hands Zombie the title as his music hits the PA! He raises the title to crowd but quickly escapes the ring and into the crowd when he sees Atreyu run for him.

Zach Davis: Zombie barely pulled out that win. Bo was inches from keeping the match alive. But there we have it ladies and gents, our new Internet Champion, celebrating in the crowd with the people here in Philadelphia!

Ayria Adams vs Odin Balfore

The vocals of Ayria Adams's "No Duh" serenade over the P.A. system as The Awesomeness herself makes her way out from behind the curtains. The moment she emerges, the crowd erupts in rage induced fury, throwing their perishables in her general direction. Security tries extra hard to hold back the crowd as some brave souls lean over the railing to give Ayria an earful. Adams spreads her arms spread eagle-like with a facial expression that oozes confidence and awesomeness as she says to the camera, "They love me, they really really love me."

Zach Davis: Ayria Adams has certainly been making a name for herself so far in WCF. Her personality might rub some people the wrong way, but she's a highly gifted athlete.

Shannan Lerch: What Ayria lacks in size she makes up for in skill and general ring savvy, both of which she'll need in spades tonight against the returning Odin Balfore.

Gingerly making her way down to the ring with her Alaskan swag, she takes time to talk trash with some of the occupants in the front row. A select few loyal fans pay credence to Ayria's Awesomeness, but she ignores them all the same. As usual someone reaches out to touch her but she evades their glancing touch and stares them down before continuing her trot to the squared circle. Upon arrival she slides into the ring, prances around in her best Muhammad Ali impression before spinning around three times with her arms out stretched before dropping down to one knee and flexing.

The people detested her, the little kids booed at the top of their tiny lungs. Adults threw up their middle fingers as the juvenile ones simply gave her a thumbs down.

As the music died down Ayria jumps up on the turnbuckles to face the crowd, taunting them to elevate their hate.

Zach Davis: Ayria certainly isn't lacking in confidence despite the ominous challenge that awaits her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crowd: The battle is... already won!

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

Zach Davis: This is the first time that we've seen Odin in action since XIII although he has not been entirely absent from the spotlight.

Shannan Lerch: Not at all, Zach. Odin shocked the world one month ago at Timebomb when he returned by attacking Corey Black following Black's World Title loss to Jonny Fly. Odin was unable to parlay that vicious beatdown into a rubber match with Black as he had hoped, so we're left with something of a freakshow matchup between the returning Odin and the up-and-coming Ayria Adams.

Zach Davis: I cannot think of a match in which I've seen a more pronounced size discrepancy between the competitors. Ayria stands at just under five feet tall while Odin is an even seven feet. Ayria weighs in at one-hundred pounds while Odin tips the scales at three-hundred and forty pounds. Ayria earned the right to face Odin by defeating four opponents on Slam last week, but defeating Odin will prove to be a much more daunting challenge for The Egg McMuffin of Wrestlers.

Shannan Lerch: Unlike other combat sports such as boxing and MMA we don't have weight classes in pro wrestling. If Ayria has her way tonight she'll prove that we don't need them, but, eh...

Zach Davis: It's going to be tough for her, Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: You're not kidding, Zach. Odin looks like a wild animal sizing up his prey.

Odin is glaring a hole through Ayria as he stands in his corner waiting for the match to begin. Ayria to her credit is glaring right back at Odin, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she's about to face an opponent that stands more than two feet taller and weighs more than three times as much as her. Referee Zip Wingdinger issues his final intructions to both superstars before calling for the bell.

DING-DING-DING!!!

Odin immediately bolts toward Ayria and goes for his big boot with intentions of ending the match early, but Ayria ducks under Odin's boot. Ayria charges toward the corner, runs up the ropes and springboards off with a double-knee strike to the chest. It's a high impact blow that would drop most opponents to the mat; unfortunately for Ayria, it barely makes Odin flinch. In fact Odin only appears to be further enraged. The McMuffin tries to scramble after seeing the limited effect of her attack and Odin's reaction to it, but Odin grabs Ayria by the hair and slams her to the mat. Odin walks across Ayria's body with his two big boots, pressing down on her with all of his weight as she grimaces and writhes in pain on the mat. Odin pulls Adams to her feet and Irish whips her with all of his might into the corner. Odin charges in but Ayria flips up to the top rope as Odin crashes into the turnbuckles. Ayria cracks Odin in the head with a flurry of stiff kicks and then leaps off the top with a Sunset flip that stuns her hulking foe while she pins his shoulders to the mat.

Zip Wingdinger: ONE...

TWO...

NO!!!

Odin kicks out with authority, slamming both knees into Ayria's head as he does so and then gets to his feet. Ayria instinctively bounces up to her tiny feet, though she's clearly dazed. Odin is quick to sink in a double arm-trap, effectively lifting Ayria from the mat, and then unloads with a flurry of strong-style headbutts that throttle Ms. Adams. The impact of each headbutt causes Ayria's entire body to shimmer and shake and before long it becomes apparent that she's drifting from consciousness. Odin snickers, clearly sensing that victory is near. The cameraman zooms in to get a close-up of Odin's smug demeanor, though curiously Odin's expression suddenly turns to one of pain and strain as his eyes roll back into his head.

Zach Davis: Low blow by Ayria Adams!

Shannan Lerch: Repeated low blows by Ayria Adams, in fact! At least five knee strikes to Odin's groin! They were so quick I don't think the ref even saw them!

Odin releases Ayria from the arm-trap, allowing her to land on her feet on the mat, while Odin drops to his knees and grabs his injured junk. Ayria takes a moment to gather herself before shooting off of the ropes and drilling the kneeling Odin in his head with her version of a Busaiku Knee Kick.

Zach Davis: Rocket Launcher Kick by Ayria Adams! Normally she would have no chance of hitting that move on Odin due to their height difference, but with Odin on his knees he was the perfect target!

Odin is knocked wonky and he gets to his feet with a huff. Odin swings wildly with punches that miss their target as the fleet-footed McMuffin manages to evade his attack. In turn, Ayria connects with a barrage of kicks that target Odin's legs and knees while she remains careful to avoid his punches.

Shannan Lerch: Damn fine strategy being employed here by Ayria. Target the part of your opponent's body that he needs in order to whoop your ass, and Odin's case it's his legs. If Odin can't stalk Ayria around the ring then he can't catch her and pummel her into a coma.

Odin growls in hateful spite as he attempts a double axe-handle smash, which Ayria ducks before slipping behind Odin. Ayria assails Odin's buttocks with a dropkick and the impact causes Odin to stumble into the corner.

Zach Davis: Odin is frustrated and confused right now! Ayria is keeping him off-balance!

Odin spins around and leans against the turnbuckles, trying to buy a moment to regroup. Ayria wastes no time in attacking with a running double knee strike to her cornered foe. Unfortunately for Ayria it's a bit like crashing into a brick wall as she quickly finds herself tumbling backwards to the mat, wondering WTF just happened. Odin lets out a snort and shakes his head, all the while showing a look of intolerant disdain for his opponent. Odin lets out a roar as he pounds his chest with both fists. Odin stalks Ayria, just waiting for her to return to her feet. When Ayria does get up Odin charges and connects with a devastating running knee lift. Ayria's head is snapped back with all the impact of whiplash during a car accident and she immediately drops to the mat.

Zach Davis: Odin is starting to take over this match! The problem for Ayria is that even when she hits her big moves they're not having the same effect that they would against a typical opponent.

Shannan Lerch: What's typical, Zach? Give me typical.

Zach Davis: I just mean someone of an average build as opposed to a giant like Odin. Don't get snippy with me, Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: You have no testicles, Zach.

Meanwhile, Odin has Ayria lifted skyward for his stalling suplex. He's been holding her upside-down for a good forty-five seconds now as he lets the blood rush to her head in anticipation of suplexing her. Flashbulbs go off around the arena as fans clamor to get their snapshot of this prime exhibition of absurdist imagery, a seven foot tall monster hoisting his diminutive female opponent into the air with a world of ease and deadly intent on his mind. Finally after ninety seconds Odin violently yanks Ayria to the mat with a thunderous suplex. Ayria's body appears crumpled and lifeless on the ring canvas. Odin scowls at a booing faction of fans as he crawls on top of Ayria for the cover.

Zip Wingdinger: ONE...

TWO...

T--NO!!!

Zach Davis: Odin just pulled Ayria up from the mat! What the hell?

Shannan Lerch: He might have been able to pin her right there but I think he wants to send a message by inflicting more punishment.

Zach Davis: What kind of message is that? That he can bully a one-hundred pound woman? Is that supposed to intimidate the rest of the WCF locker room?

Shannan Lerch: I don't know, Zach... why don't you go hop into the ring and lecture Odin about it?

Zach Davis: Uh, no... I'm good.

Odin pulls Ayria to her feet, his face showing a callous indifference for the woman who can barely stand. Odin whips Ayria into the ropes, runs at her and then crushes her with a HUGE big boot to the face. The crowd OOOOHS from the sheer impact of the kick as replays are shown on the big screen in the arena. Odin does the big dick swagger that a man of his stature is wont to do when he's feeling good. Odin kneels down to pull Ayria to her feet so that he may inflict yet more punishment. Ayria has other plans as she stuns Odin by small packaging him, and the crowd excitedly gets to its feet and cheers her on.

Zip Wingdinger: ONE...

TWO...

T--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!

Odin immediately bursts to his feet after kicking out and clobbers Ayria with a big kneelift, followed by a powerful clothesline and a plurality of headbutts, all the while forcing Ayria into the corner with his offensive onslaught, where he proceeds to choke her in the ropes. Odin draws the ire of the referee and an official warning is quick to follow.

Zach Davis: Ayria came out of nowhere with the small package and she nearly pinned the former World Champion!

Shannan Lerch: So close yet so far away, Zach. Ayria grabbed Odin's trunks for added leverage but she still couldn't get the pin and now Odin is throttling her in the corner.

Odin presses the sole of his boot into Ayria's throat, choking her with it as he receives yet another warning from referee Zip Wingdinger. Odin turns to the ref and glares at him before dragging Ayria to mid-ring. Odin shoves Ayria's head between his legs and then signals for the Mark of Odin. The crowd immediately responds with a loud yet mixed reaction.

Zach Davis: Odin is going for that vicious jackknife powerbomb of his and if he hits it then I have to believe that the match, and perhaps Ayria Adams' career, will be over!

Odin lifts Ayria high above the ring but before he can powerbomb her she manages to flip out of his powerful, vise-like grip and land on her feet behind him. Odin spins around and takes a dropkick to the knee from Adams. Odin drops to a kneeling position and Ayria swoops in and hits a Backbreaker/Reverse STO combo that stuns the former World Champion. Odin isn't down for long though and Ayria realizes it as she pauses in the corner, waiting for the right moment, then lashes out with a lightning quick Shining Wizard that cracks Odin in the jaw and drops him to the mat. Odin just won't stay down though and Ayria knows that she has to continue to pour on the offense. As Odin returns to his feet once again, Ayria punches him as hard as she can in his heart.

Zach Davis: Oh my god! Heart punch by Ayria Adams! That move is banned in thirty-seven of the lower forty-eight states!

Shannan Lerch: Thankfully Pennsylvania isn't one of them.

Ayria shoots off the ropes and thwacks Odin with a Yazuka kick that doesn't quite reach his face but still hits its mark somewhere between his chest and belly button. With Odin literally and proverbially on the ropes, Ayria decides that NOW is her time to finish this-- she builds a head of steam and then wallops Odin with a Rolling Back Elbow.

Zach Davis: The Awesomelbow! Ayria hit it! Here's the cover!

Zip Wingdinger: ONE...

TWO...

THRE--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!

Zach Davis: Odin kicked out! Ayria looks stunned!

Ayria yells at the ref in a bitchy tone and then climbs the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: I think Ayria is going for the McMuffin Top!

Zach Davis: I think you're right, Shannan, and if she hits it we could have a major upset on our hands... how appropriate that would be in the midst of March Madness!

Ayria signals that it is indeed McMuffin Top time before flying off the ropes. Before she can complete the stunner portion of the move, Odin catches Ayria in mid-air with his hand around her neck and drops her with a massive chokeslam in the middle of the ring.

Zach Davis: Brilliant counter by Odin! He saw the McMuffin Top coming and he answered with the chokeslam!

Odin rises to his feet after hitting that chokeslam and pulls down his shoulder straps while casting an icy glare to his opponent.

Shannan Lerch: The shoulder straps have come down! I do believe that Odin is just about ready to end this match!

Odin pulls Ayria up by her hair but Ayria still has some fight left in her. She wraps her hands around Odin's wrist and sinks her teeth into his arm. Odin yells in disgusted pain and floors Ayria with an unreasonably vicious headbutt. Ayria still won't stay down and out; she grabs a hold of Odin's legs and bites into it.

Zach Davis: What brand of piss and vinegar is fueling this young woman!? Ayria Adams will not quit!

Odin lets out a grunt as he stomps Ayria hard in the back of her head, prompting her to go limp on the mat, at least temporarily.

Shannan Lerch: She might not win this match, but Ayria is proving that she's a fighter.

Odin couldn't care less about Ayria's fighting spirit as he wraps his meaty paw around her neck and yanks her up from the mat. In the blink of an eye Odin has let out a mighty yell and demolished Ayria with his patented chokebreaker.

Zach Davis: Ragnarok! That's it! It's over!

Ayria, though, rolls out of the ring, involuntarily, from the impact of the move.

Shannan Lerch: Ayria Adams just rolled out of the ring! I don't even know whether she's conscious, but for the moment she's managed to avoid getting pinned by Odin!

Odin appears beside himself with rage as he lumbers toward the ropes. He steps over the top rope with ease and then drops down to the floor. Ayria is stirring slightly on the floor, though she does not appear cognizant of her surroundings. Odin leans down to pull her up, but Ayria surprises the unsuspecting Balfore with an Inverted Stomp Facebreaker.

Zach Davis: The Egg Scrambler! Where did that come from!?

Shannan Lerch: I have no idea, Zach, and neither does Odin, I'm sure! He never saw it coming!

Zach Davis: I'm not even sure that Ayria knew what she was doing. I think she's running on fumes at this point!

Odin and Ayria are both down on the floor as the referee continues his count. Right around the eight count, Odin instinctively gets to his feet and rolls Ayria and himself into the ring. Odin takes a few moments to recover and then gets to his vertical base.

Zach Davis: Odin does indeed appear to be the fresher of these two superstars, but clearly he's had his hands full in this match, courtesy of a game Ayria Adams.

Shannan Lerch: Ayria's attack has been unorthodox and she's done enough to keep Odin guessing through the match. Odin has hit his power moves though and that's why he finds himself in a position of dominance right now.

For all of the trouble that Ayria has given him, Odin is now poised to end this match once and for all. He pulls Ayria to her feet and hits her with a nasty jackknife powerbomb in the middle of the ring. But suddenly..

Zach Davis: Oh no.

Three images begin flashing on the Jumbotron.



Odin has turned towards the Jumbotron and is swearing profusely, angry at what must be the taunt of his XIII opponent. Suddenly, Ayria rolls him up, hooking his trunks for added leverage.

Zip Wingdinger: ONE...

TWO...

Shannan Lerch: WHAT!

THREE!!!

DING-DING-DING!!!

Zach Davis: Ayria Adams defeats Odin Balfore! HO-LEE SHIT!!!

Adams is beyond hyped as she hops to her feet and climbs the turnbuckles to celebrate her victory. Half the crowd is cheering and the other half is stunned to silence.

Shannan Lerch: I don't know what to say! I was not expecting this at all! What an upset by Ayria Adams! With an assist by... well, somebody!

Zach Davis: Congratulations to Ayria Adams for an unbelievable victory! March Madness has arrived at Explosion!

Adams has quickly escaped the ring, and Balfore is up. He hits the referee with a huge Big Boot.

Shannan Lerch: ZIP WINGDINGER! NO!

Zach Davis: Odin Balfore is PISSED!

Balfore stomps around the ring, steaming mad. Kyle Steel has run away, of course. After several moments Balfore drops to the mat and begins heading to the back himself.

Shannan Lerch: Odin Balfore is livid. Whoever this XIII opponent ends up being.... I don't envy him.

Kira Sakazaki Segment

Chance! by UVERworld hits!

Shannan Lerch: Wait a minute? Is that Kira Sakazaki's theme?

Zach Davis: He's supposed to be in intensive care because of the light trauma that he suffered. What is he doing here?

Shannan Lerch: Look at the eyes of Kira! It looks like Kira wants to settle this unfinished business once and for all.

While both of the commentators are talking to each other, Kira is already in the ring. The crowd is still cheering wild for Kira.

Kira Sakazaki: Everybody! Please stop it for a minute.

The crowd stops cheering.

Kira Sakazaki: Last week was my black week. I lost my opportunity to gain my first gold in WCF. Plus my sister, Torigoya went back to Japan with our parents after she did that thing to my head. I don't know what happened with Torigoya but I can see a vision from my past. It's horrible. It looks like that nightmare has come back to me.

Kira holds his head again. He looks like he's not 100% fit now.

Kira Sakazaki: Itte! It still hurts in here, but nevermind. I came here just for one reason. To settle things with that man who keeps bothering me week by week. Hey, mysterious guy, whoever, wherever and whatever you are! Koi yo(bring it)! Let's finish it in a Yankee way! Come out now!

Kira is shouting to call that guy out but suddenly the lights go down. and then on the big Titantron, the guy with the black hooded jacket is ready to say somehing:

???: Nezumi..... Nezumi...... Nezumi...... look at yourself. you think you are happy right now? Living happily, full of joy with your beloved sister and her boss, while somebody out there keeps struggling behind their shameful and desperate feelings. How dare you!

Mixed reaction from the crowd

???: Still don't have a clue about who I really am? You always forgot about your past. You don't want to remember your past. That's what I really want. i want to make you remember about what have you done to me and my sister by using Torigoya. Last week, it was me who hit your sister. I didn't want to hit you but I really wanted to hit her, because I know her more than you. I know that if she has a serious injury, she becomes an uncontrolled mind-reading machine. I wonder, she did that to you, right?

Kira Sakazaki: It's not your business!

???: You finally feel what my sister feels. She made my beloved sister have a mental breakdown. Now, she is in the mental facility, she doesn't want to meet me. Everytime I try to meet her, she always strikes me with something near her. And yes, my quest now is I want to make Torigoya do the same thing to you to see how painful it is!

Kira Sakazaki: Look, man.... I don't know....

???: I'm not finished talking, Kira! About your challenge. well, I will humbly accept your challenge. I have prepared for this time. I will not lose for the second time by a dirty rat like you. Oh, before I come there to approach you, I want to reveal my identity.

The guy removes his hooded jacket, and he is......

Shannan Lerch: Co-co-could it be??

Zach Davis: EL MIDEO EXTREMO!!!! The man who injured Joel Hall, but what is he doing here? Is he related with Kira Sakazaki?

Kira Sakazaki: Y-y-you!!!

El Mideo Extremo: Yes, Kira! i am El Mideo Extremo! The man who made the Extreme God, Joel Hall vanish forever! My revenge to Joel Hall was finished. Now it's time to finish my deal with yo......

Then the titantron stops.

Shannan Lerch: Wait a minute? It's just..... a recording tape?

Zach Davis: El Mideo is playing mind games with Kira. Hey, Kira, look behind you!

El Mideo ambushes Kira from behind. The referee rushes to the ring and officially makes it a match between Kira Sakazaki and El Mideo Extremo.

El Mideo opts to have the match go ahead and puts his best efforts forward in the opening minutes of the match. Having backed Kira Sakazaki up against the ropes, El Mideo whips him into the opposing set of ropes. Kira is sent unwillingly back towards El Mideo who takes him overhead with a back body drop. With Kira sprawled out across the mat, El Mideo drags the body of his opponent to the center of the ring.

Zach Davis: El Mideo Extremo could get himself a victory here in this impromptu match against Kira Sakazaki!

Dropping down, El Mideo hooks Kira’s leg for the cover.

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but Kira isn’t willing to give up quite yet as he rolls his shoulder up off the mat.

Shannan Lerch: I'm still trying to figure out what the hell is going on around here, but nevertheless Extremo finds himself in firm control of Kira!

El Mideo whips Kira once more into the ropes. However, this time as Kira flies back, he catches El Mideo with a Running DDT. He spikes El Mideo’s head hard against the mat.

Shannan Lerch: Now it's Kira with the advantage!

Zach Davis: Can he defeat his rival!?

After Extremo's head bounces off the canvas, Kira goes for a PIN again.

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But El Mideo still survives. Kira remains the dominant force in the match as he sends El Mideo flying into the ring ropes himself. As Kira makes a running start towards him, El Mideo drops down, causing Kira’s momentum to carry him over the top.

Zach Davis: Kira goes over the top rope!

Kira, however, is able to latch onto the top rope in the process and manages to keep himself on the ring apron.

Shannan Lerch: Great agility by Kira!

As El Mideo realizes this, he rushes towards Kira but Kira bends forward and catches El Mideo in the gut with a shoulder thrust. El Mideo stumbles back a few paces but Kira grabs him by his mask and uses it to pull El Mideo into a bent over position between the ropes. Kira takes a few steps back on the apron before rushing forward and connecting with a leg drop.

Zach Davis: Hangman style legdrop by Kira!

Shannan Lerch: You can break a man's neck with that move!

Zach Davis: El Mideo finds himself outside the ring now...

Shannan Lerch: Kira is back in the ring and looks like he's about to go high risk!

El Mideo starts to stand but he sees Kira launch himself over the top rope with an impressive Tope Atomico, knocking Extremo down once again. Kira is quick to spring back to his feet, where he rushes to drag El Mideo back into the ring. Immediately, Kira presses El Mideo’s shoulders to the mat to cover him.

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But El Mideo finds a way to place his foot on the bottom rope to force the count to be halted.

Zach Davis: Good ring awareness by El Mideo!

Shannan Lerch: He's hurt but he had enough wherewithal to save himself with the foot on the rope. Good stuff!

Kira grabs El Mideo by the head and forces him back up to a vertical base but El Mideo once again fights back, clearly not ready to go down quite yet. Laying into Kira with several shots, El Mideo runs the ropes and comes back at him with a Russian legsweep. Then, El Mideo hooks Kira's leg.

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Zach Davis: Another Kick out from Kira Sakazaki!

El Mideo tries to continue his momentum by climbing the top rope. He taunts to Kira as he starts to jump but Kira rolls aside making El Mideo fall directly into the mat.

Zach Davis: Both men are down!

Shannan Lerch: For a match that was totally unexpected and unannounced, both of these guys are putting on a show!

Both superstars start crawling to the turnbuckles nearby and take a few moments to recover. Then both superstars start trading some punches and El Mideo overpowers Kira during this exchange. El Mideo punches Kira rapidly until he's cornered. El Mideo tries to whip Kira to the opposite corner but Kira reverses El Mideo's move. El Mideo hits the turnbuckle hard and bounces out to Kira as Kira does a Kip-up, charges and hits a Gakuran Punch!!! BAMMMM!!! right into El Mideo's skull!

Zach Davis: Gakuran Punch! Kira hits it! Will that be enough?

Kira covers El Mideo.

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DING DING DING!

Zach Davis: This match is over!

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner. Kira Sakazaki!!!

El Mideo is laying motionless while Kira standing and holding a mic. El Mideo slowly crawling but Kira sits on El Mideo's back.

Kira Sakazaki: where are you going, senpai! pheeewww..... you are quite strong, masked man! oh, talking about mask. i am curious, who is the man behind the mask. okay, now the moment of truth time!

Kira slowly removes El Mideo's mask. and the man behind the mask is someone strange for the crowd. but Kira knows him.

Kira Sakazaki: ma-ma-masa ka(it can't be)! Maeda.... Souta-senpai!

Kira stands with a shocking expression. while Souta/El Mideo rolls outside the ring.

Souta Maeda: now you can see me. i came here to take revenge to you because you embarassed me in high school and Torigoya makes my sister has a mental suffering. note this, Sakazaki! i am not finished! not until i see you and your sister suffering like us. mark my word, Nezumi!

Souta retreat through the crowd tribune as Kira's theme song played and he completely know nothing about what happened here.

Television Title Match
Nathan von Liebert vs Steeltoe Joe

As the Television Title Tournament final is set to begin, an unannounced guest makes their way to the announce table.

Zach Davis: Bobby Cairo! Well I'll be damned! What are you doing here?

Cairo, looking like a million bucks in his pinstripe suit with his hair slicked back mafioso style, takes a seat between Zach and Shannan. Bobby grabs an eyeful of Shannan's ginormous cleavage, winks at her and then finally glances at Zach, all the while adjusting his headset into place.

Bobby Cairo: Hey, guys! As you are aware I'm a former TV Title Tournament winner. As such Seth thought it would be apropos for me to give my insight into this here tourney finale between Nathan von Liebert and Steeltoe Joe.

Shannan Lerch: That's great Bobby but aren't you supposed to be campaigning for the US Senate in Connecticut?

Bobby Cairo: I'm taking a little break from that, baby doll. You know, campaigning is a real bitch! I needed to stretch my arms and legs and get off the campaign trail for a little while.

Bobby cricks his neck into place, causing a voluminous series of popping sounds that are picked up by his mic.

Zach Davis: It's a real pleasure to have you here with us, Bobby!

Shannan Lerch: I'll say. You're looking sharp tonight, Cairo. Even your hairline looks good.

Bobby Cairo: Shit this ain't nothin but ultra perm, but I thank you for your kind words, milady.

Bobby winks at Shannan once again and she blushes while adjusting herself in her seat.

Bobby Cairo: [under his breath] Fucking Jonny Fly thinks he can make a move on my Shannan, does he...

The arena goes dark and simultaneously “Barton Hollow” by The Civil Wars begins to play through the audio systems. The entrance gate area and the stage begin to flicker with white lights and neon blue flashes mixed in with the flickers. Fog fills the gate area as Steeltoe Joe comes walking out of the midst of the fog. Joe stands on stage and plays to the crowd, who are cheering for him. Joe then walks down the ramp and gets to the ring steps where he stops, does a Catholic Crucifix motion and then walks up the steps and into the ring. He climbs up two turnbuckles and does the same crucifix motion and raises his arms and points towards Heaven.

Zach Davis: Steeltoe Joe has finally found his groove in WCF and he's been on a real hot streak of late!

Bobby Cairo: He sure has. I've spoken to Joe and what really stands out to me is that he's a man of deep conviction. He truly believes that now is his time to break through and capture his first gold in WCF. He's been a champion in many other companies over his storied career and he'd love to cap it off with a reign as WCF Television Champion.

Shannan Lerch: It's hard to argue with the results that Joe has produced, but he's never faced a man quite like Nathan von Liebert.

The camera pans to the titantron, where an oak door comes into view. A thump is heard, and the door shakes on its hinges. Several more thumps occur, until the blade of an ax busts through the door. Smoke begins to form on the stage, as a dark figure steps out. Suddenly a woman's voice yells out from the speaker.

"No, go away!

Leave me alone!"

Smoke billows down the aisle as the man walks down it to the ring, his identity shrouded in the smog. Meanwhile, on the titantron, the ax makes a large hole in the wood, and a hand reaches in for the door knob, the fingernails painted black. Again the frightened voice rings out as the mystery man slides into the ring.

"Don't you come in here!

I don't want you here!"

The mystery man watches the titantron now, as the door opens, and the same man standing in the ring, steps into the house. A lightning bolt cracks behind him, equal in volume to the string of fireworks that fire up on the ramp. The man on the titantron rubs his thumb on the door, leaving a bloody smear on the polished oak. He lifts the ax with both hands, as the voice pleads.

"No, No, No, NO!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

The scream is cut off as the man swings the ax. Blood appears to splatter across the tron, and then the name "Nathan von Liebert" is written with a finger painted black. Nathan, who is in the ring, falls on his knees, never taking his eyes off the 'tron until it goes black. He then scans the members of the crowd that he could without contorting his torso.

Zach Davis: NvL has been in and out of the asylum over the last few weeks as he's racked up victories in the ring while undergoing evaluation at a private facility.

Shannan Lerch: It's one of the strangest things we've ever seen in WCF, and that's saying something. I find it remarkable that Nathan has been able to focus on wrestling while literally being locked away in a padded room.

Bobby Cairo: He probably didn't have anything else to focus on, Shannan. He knew that he would get the chance to come out here and rip people apart in the ring, his lone glimmer of freedom during a life otherwise spent in captivity.

Zach Davis: Now Nathan is a free man, physically speaking, even if he's not in control of his own body. Perhaps more pertinently, he has a shot to win the Television Championship.

Bobby Cairo: Gold talks and bullshit walks. Neither of these men have held gold in WCF, but frankly speaking these two competitors have been fighting a proverbial title match every week just to reach this point. That experience will provide vital for both men as they compete for the belt tonight.

Shannan Lerch: It's also pretty good practice for when the winner goes on to defend his title on a weekly basis as the rules of the Television Title stipulate.

Bobby Cairo: You've got that right, honey baby.

Bobby gives a friendly slap to Shannan's tush, and Shannan giggles.

Inside the ring Joe and Nathan eye each other like two condemned prisoners who are preparing to fight for the right to a reprieve. Referee Slappy Johnson calls for the bell.

DING-DING-DING!!!

Joe and Nathan promptly converge at mid-ring with a calamity of punches and kicks being thrown. Joe uses his steeltoe boots to inflict damage, while Nathan draws upon The Devil's Right Hand to punish Joe. The fans let out a roar as the two superstars beat the holy hell out of each other to kick off the action in this match!

Zach Davis: Back and forth they go and we've already got a barnburner here in Philadelphia!

Bobby Cairo: I understand the passion and determination to win that these two men are feeling right now, both have worked so hard to reach this point, but in my opinion it would behoove them both to settle into a groove and work at their preferred tempo instead of wasting their energy early.

Shannan Lerch: I don't think that's going to happen, Bobby. Wow! NvL just landed a blistering right hand behind Steeltoe's ear and it wobbled Joe!

Joe is wobbled but he feeds off the energy of the fans, most of whom are chanting his name, and retaliates with a kick to NvL's gut. von Liebert doubles over in pain and Joe quickly wraps his arms around Nathan's waist and hits a gutwrench style suplex. The crowd is energized as Joe whips NvL into the ropes, the fans cheering him on as does. Joe charges and hits a big clothesline that sends von Liebert reeling over the top rope. Nathan lands on his feet on the floor, but he slams the ring apron with his fists in frustration and curses out the Steeltoe Joe fans at ringside. The fans boo NvL for his taunts and begin chanting "STJ! STJ! STJ!", which further enrages von Liebert.

Zach Davis: Nathan is having trouble in the ring with Joe and outside of the ring with Joe's fans.

Bobby Cairo: Nathan is rattled there's no doubt, but it's good for him to take some time outside of the ring and compose himself. I've been in this spot before when you're the bad guy and everybody's booing you and cheering for your opponent. It can feel like you're facing not just one foe, but thousands of them at once.

Shannan Lerch: The one foe that Nathan needs to be worried about is Steeltoe Joe; he just climbed out of the ring and now he's making a beeline for NvL-- Ohh, NvL must have sensed Joe's presence because he just nailed Joe in the groin with a back kick!

Bobby Cairo: The ref didn't see it either, so although the fans at ringside are booing their lungs out, NvL is now free to go to work on Steeltoe.

CLINK!!

Zach Davis: Oh my goodness, you could hear the sound of spine hitting steel as Nathan von Liebert sent Steeltoe Joe back-first into the ringpost!

Joe winces and grabs at his back, but NvL is relentless; he lifts his larger foe onto his shoulders and then cruelly drops him onto the floor with a release powerbomb. NvL cackles wickedly as he rolls Joe into the ring and attempts to end this match with a cover.

Slappy Johnson: ONE...

TWO...

T--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!

Zach Davis: Joe took a lot of punishment on the outside of the ring, but he's no quitter. He has the heart of a lion--

Bobby Cairo: Ironic since the Romans used to feed Christians to the lions.

Zach Davis: Nevertheless Joe has no intentions of throwing in the towel with the TV Title at stake.

Shannan Lerch: NvL is using stomps to target the back of Joe right now. He's really putting the boots to him, like a man who's spent the past few weeks in an asylum, bouncing off the walls, just waiting to be released-- oh right, that actually happened.

Bobby Cairo: You'll notice that it's a controlled rage though. Nathan is targeting the part of Joe's body that he previously injured outside of the ring. Not only is he wearing Joe down, but he's also taking away one of Joe's weapons.

Zach Davis: That's a good point, Bobby. Joe is a powerful man, but if Nathan injures his back that compromises Joe's ability to lift him up and hit his power moves.

Joe grimaces on the mat as Nathan seemingly takes glee in further ravaging Joe's back with his stomps. Nathan suddenly drops to the mat and continues his attack with closed punches to Steeltoe's back. Nathan is a madman as he lands punch after punch. Joe works his way to the ropes amid Nathan's offensive flurry and pulls himself to a vertical base using the ropes. Nathan is still punching Joe in the back, but Joe answers with a handful of solid back elbows to Nate's ribs. Nathan is stunned by the blows, and Joe seizes the opportunity by measuring NvL and hitting a short-arm clothesline, finally ending von Liebert's control of the match.

Joe is slow to his feet and Nate gets up at approximately the same time, though Joe is first to act; he lands a double clap to NvL's ears and then a toe kick to his midsection before scooping NvL up and slamming him to the mat with authority.

Bobby Cairo: Am I loco or was Joe favoring his back during that slam?

Zach Davis: You're not loco you're just a horndog, but yes I noticed that myself. Could NvL's strategy of targeting Joe's back already be paying dividends?

Shannan Lerch: It might not matter, you guys; Joe is really whaling on NvL with those heavy steeltoe workboots of his! Joe is getting himself some payback!

Joe stomps on Nathan as if he were trying to stomp the Devil himself out of his opponent, and the crowd cheers and chants for Joe every step of the way. Finally Joe ceases his attack long enough to whip Nathan in the far corner of the ring. Nathan hits the turnbuckles and then ricochets back to mid-ring, where Joe meets him with a bicycle kick that drops him to the mat.

Zach Davis: Joe showing off impressive agility for a big man with that kick!

Bobby Cairo: That was nice and Joe's not letting up; he gets Nathan back to his feet, Irish whips and hits a flapjack! The crowd liked that move!

Shannan Lerch: The crowd loves every move that Steeltoe Joe makes! He's got them eating from the palm of his hand. I don't know how he does it!

Zach Davis: Philadelphia is a blue collar town and Steeltoe Joe is a blue collar wrestler, if ever there were one! Here's another Irish whip by Joe-- no, the reversal by NvL... and he raked the eyes of Joe! What a cheapshot by Nathan von Liebert!

Bobby Cairo: The referee did see that and he warned Nathan, but in a match of this magnitude the ref is going to give a bit more leeway than he normally does.

Shannan Lerch: Legal or not, Nathan created an opening for himself and now he's going to work on Steeltoe Joe, ripping into him with those European uppercuts, one after another!

Zach Davis: The crowd does not like this and you can hear them voicing their displeasure with a loud chorus of boos, but The Devil's Right Hand is pounding Joe with those uppercuts against the ropes.

Nathan lands a few final uppercuts and then Irish whips Joe into the far ropes; Joe rebounds and NvL drills him with a forearm smash. NvL quickly pulls Joe up from the mat, gets him in the double underhook position and plants him once again with a devastating piledriver. The impact of the move causes Joe to grab his head and frantically kick his legs on the mat, but NvL shows him little regard as he rolls Joe onto his back and attempts the pin.

Slappy Johnson: ONE...

TWO...

THR--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!

Zach Davis: Steeltoe Joe is still fighting with every breath that he takes.

Bobby Cairo: Whether you agree with Joe's beliefs or not, he's genuine when he speaks about them. He truly believes that he was put on this planet by a higher power and that he's been given the strength and the sheer willpower to achieve his goals, no matter how daunting they might seem to others. He proves that he's a true believer with the heart and the fight that he brings to every one of his matches.

Shannan Lerch: He's fighting to get back to his feet right now, even as NvL puts the boots to him with more of those stomps.

Zach Davis: It appears that von Liebert is now targeting Joe's neck and throat after having previously weakened Joe's back. NvL is methodical in the way that he picks apart his opponents.

Bobby Cairo: This is what I was talking about earlier in the match when I said that it behooves the competitors to find their tempo and work their strategy. This is precisely the way that Nathan is going to be able to beat Joe; wear him down with aggressive mat-based tactics. Don't try to stand and brawl with the larger man.

Nathan whips himself off the ropes, measures Joe and drops a leg across his neck. Joe writhes in pain as Nathan makes another cover.

Slappy Johnson: ONE...

TWO...

TH--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!

Bobby Cairo: I don't think Nathan expected to get the pin that time. He just wanted to force Joe to expend his energy by kicking out, plus he puts pressure on his neck and back when he does so.

von Liebert lets Joe get up to his feet and then whips him into the ropes. As Joe rebounds, NvL flips him to the mat with a Frankensteiner style hurricanrana. Even the diehard StJ fans have to give credit to NvL for that beautiful maneuver, and they do so with collective Ooh's and Aah's. Now that he has them in the palm of HIS hand, NvL sits up on the mat and taunts the fans by sticking his tongue out at them and "slitting" his throat with his thumb.

Zach Davis: Nathan has really implemented a strong gameplan tonight. Joe's had his moments, but Nathan has been in charge for the majority of the match.

Shannan Lerch: I think that Joe's saving up for one last surge of offense, you guys. He's too proud of a competitor to go out without using every last weapon in his arsenal. If he's going to lose, then he's going out on his shield.

Zach Davis: That may be so, Shannan, but NvL is climbing the ropes and it looks like he has every intention of ending this match right now!

Nathan dives off the top rope and drops an elbow straight into Steeltoe Joe's trachea. Joe looks to be nearly out on the mat as NvL once again goes for the cover.

Slappy Johnson: ONE...

TWO...

THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!

Zach Davis: Joe's still not giving up on his dream of becoming Television Champion, but he better get something going quick because NvL is showing him no mercy.

Bobby Cairo: All that it would really take for Joe to get back into this match is to hit one of his big power moves, but does he have the strength left in him and can he find the opening that he needs?

Shannan Lerch: Nathan's signaling for the Straight Jacket Drop! This is bad news for Joe!

After performing the straight jacket symbol with his arms, a position that Nathan has grown accustomed to through the years, von Liebert moves in for the kill. He tries to hook up Joe for his finisher, but Joe somehow senses that he's coming and fights out of it. Joe powers NvL into the corner of the ring and smashes him into the turnbuckles with an avalanche-like maneuver. Joe stumbles forward into the mid-ring area and then turns around and sees that NvL has followed him. Joe instinctively kicks NvL in the gut and hits him with a quick neckbreaker that twists Nathan's entire body.

Zach Davis: Joe just hit Divination! That's one of his trademark moves! Does he have enough left in him to make the cover?

Bobby Cairo: To be blunt, I don't know that Joe has enough in him to figure out where he is right now. Joe looks almost as out of it as von Liebert does, and von Liebert's the guy that just got whacked!

Crowd: STEELTOE JOE!!! STEELTOE JOE!!! STEELTOE JOE!!!

Gradually the crowd is willing Joe toward the ropes, inch by inch as he crawls on the mat, and when Joe does reach those ropes he uses them to pull himself to his feet. NvL is slowly getting to his feet, fighting off the ill effects of the Divination. Nathan bolts toward Joe with his hands in a double axe-handle position, ready to strike Joe, but Joe avoids the attack and wraps up NvL in a bearhug before suplexing him to the mat, belly to belly style.

Bobby Cairo: Now Joe's got something cooking here, lady and gent!

Zach Davis: No kidding, Bobby! The energy that Joe receives from these fans is unreal and it has him poised to possibly win this match!

As NvL gets to his feet, Joe pounces and lifts him up for a delayed brainbuster. Joe has Nathan hanging in the air for more than a minute before dropping him to the mat head-first with all of his, and gravity's, might.

Zach Davis: Joe hit the Strongholds! I don't know how he's doing it!

Bobby Cairo: This crowd is going bonkers, that's how he's doing it!

Shannan Lerch: Are you gentlemen prepared to accept that Joe really could be guided by a higher power?

Zach Davis: Possibly!

Bobby Cairo: No, not at all, but he's wrestling one hell of a match!

Joe is in his groove now. He's calling for the Steel-Mill, his patented variation of the Torture Rack, and as he does NvL gets to his feet. Joe starts to lift Nathan onto his shoulders, but as he does Nathan grabs hold of the top rope. Nathan manages to use the leverage of the rope to flip himself out to the apron, escaping Joe's powerful grip. Joe spins around and drills Nathan in the ribs with a shoulder strike, which sends NvL to the floor in a heap. Joe climbs out of the ring and whips Nathan into the steel guardrail in front of the fans. The fans slaps and pat NvL's body and he manages to hiss and swipe at them even in his disoriented state. Joe high-fives some of the fans and smiles at them before turning focus back to NvL, but von Liebert quickly gouges the eyes of Joe and spikes him with a DDT onto the floor.

Zach Davis: Joe got a little too carried away celebrating with the fans, and gave NvL the opening that he needed!

Nathan rolls Steeltoe into the ring. NvL appears groggy but he's able to make the cover.

Slappy Johnson: ONE...

TWO...

THREee--NO!!! FOOT ON THE ROPE!!!

Bobby Cairo: Nathan didn't have quite enough energy left to drag Joe to the middle of the ring. He had to pin him near the ropes, and Joe shows that veteran awareness by getting his foot on the rope!

Nathan is still trying to shake loose the cobwebs as he stumbles to his feet. Joe appears even worse for wear as he's only now beginning to stir on the mat. Steeltoe goes into overdrive, with the crowd solidly behind him, as he reaches for the ropes and pulls himself to his feet.

Zach Davis: Could Steeltoe have one more comeback left in him!?

NvL once again moves in behind Joe for the Straight Jacket Drop. This time Joe not only counters it, but he manages to reverse the position, getting himself behind Nathan. After doing so Joe attempts to spin NvL around so that he can hit one of his moves, but NvL has it scouted perfectly; Nathan headbutts Joe and finally FINALLY hits the Straight Jacket Drop right in the middle of the ring, with nowhere for Joe to escape.

Zach Davis: The third time was the charm for von Liebert! He makes the cover!

Slappy Johnson: ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

DING-DING-DING!!!

Zach Davis: Nathan von Liebert wins it and he's the new WCF Television Champion! That was a great match with back and forth action throughout. Both men came close to winning, but Nathan managed to silence the voices in his head long enough to finish Joe off and pin him!

Shannan Lerch: Nathan fought like a man possessed out there, Zach... possibly because he is! But even though he's crazy, he's now a crazy person with a Television Title belt to strap around his waist!

Bobby Cairo: Speaking of which, I do believe that's my cue.

Bobby rises from the table and begins to remove his headset.

Zach Davis: Are you leaving us, Bobby?

Bobby Cairo: Yes, sir. I'm about to walk down to that ring and present Nathan von Liebert with his newly won Television Championship belt!

Shannan Lerch: It was great having you here, Bobby.

Bobby Cairo: I'm glad you enjoyed it, Ms. Lerch.

Bobby and Shannan exchange a kiss and Bobby squeezes her ass, then he nods at Zach and makes his way down to the ring, where Nathan has scolded the referee for even attempting to raise his hand.

Bobby climbs into the ring with TV Title in hand and walks over to Nathan. The two superstars eye each other with cautious suspicion. Cairo sticks out his hand and Nathan, after taking a moment to consider whether he should reciprocate, finally does so for reasons that are only known to him. Bobby hands the belt to NvL, nods in a sign of respect and then exits the ring. Nathan looks at the TV Title, flashes an evil grin, then holds it high above his head while the thousands of fans in the arena all stand and boo.

Zach Davis: Like him or not, Nathan von Liebert is the new WCF Television Champion, and that means that we're going to be seeing even more of him on our TV screens in the near future!

Shannan Lerch: A new terror has been unleashed on the TV Title division! I weep for the poor souls that are slated to face this man!

United States Title Match
Roy Speede vs Mr. FPV
Falls Count Anywhere Match

The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.

CAN

YOU

HEAR

ME

NOW!?!

As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.

CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!

The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage. He crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists.

Kyle Steel: The following is a Falls Count Anywhere match for the United States Championship. Introducing first, from Richmond, Virginia, the challenger, WCF’s own Silver Lining, ROY SPEEEEDE!

Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm. His palm is facing the crowd. He drops his arm, and begins jogging to ringside, high-fiving fans as he goes, before climbing onto the apron, and then climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. He raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage. He leaps from the turnbuckle into the ring.

Zach Davis: Roy Speede definitely looks like he’s focused, but I don’t think he has what it takes to beat the champion here tonight.

Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Zach. The match hasn’t even started yet. It’s anyone’s to win.

All the lights in the arena go out, as the title screen music from A Link to the Past plays on the P.A, causing all the fans to pop like a frickin' balloon as the lights begins to erratically blink. And then the cheery 8-bit sounds of "Airbrushed" rings out, as Super FPV practically jumps out the curtain and onto the entrance ramp, extremely hyped up. His fans form a row of hands as he runs down the ramp slapping every single one of them.

Kyle Steel: And, from Atlanta, Georgia, he is the WCF United States Champion, SUPER F-P-V!

He slides under the ropes and into the ring, smirking like a madman. He climbs up to the turnbuckle and points to the crowd, causing another large pop, before he gets off and begins to leap around a little bit waiting for the match to begin. The two men circle each other in the ring, staring each other down, and talking smack before the ref rings the bell.

< DING-DING-DING! >

The two lock horns in the middle of the ring, fighting for control. FPV gains the advantage and gets Roy in a headlock, although Roy soon gets out. He motions towards Roy to come on over, and he tries to kick him in the gut before Roy catches it and turns his leg around, pulling FPV into the ground into an ankle lock. FPV rolls through it and sends Roy toward the ropes as he rolls to his feet. Speede bounces off the ropes and hits FPV with a springboard roundhouse kick, knocking him to the mat. He drops down for a pin.

One...

Kickout!

Zach Davis: Speede with the nice roundhouse kick to start things off, but it won’t last. FPV will come back and win this!

Shannan Lerch: I don’t know, Zach, that was a nice shot from Speede. He has a chance to make this his match.

Roy gets back to his feet and bounces off the ropes. As he does so, FPV flips over and makes Speede jump over him. Speede bounces off the opposite ropes, and FPV has gotten up by this point and jumps over him again, Speede bounces off the ropes again, and the two collide when each goes for a clothesline, and the two hit the mat. The referee starts to count.

One...

Two...

Zach Davis: This doesn’t look good! Come on, Franky, get up! Show everyone why you’re Super FPV!

Shannan Lerch: Relax, Zach, neither of these two usually goes down that easily. They’ll be up in time.

Three...

Four...

Five...

Zach Davis: I’m not so sure, Shannan! Look at how bad that shot hurt Roy!

Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Zach. FPV took as much damage as Speede, maybe even more.

Six...

Seven...

FPV is to his feet, and pulls Speede up by the back of his head, and irish whips him over the ropes, sending Roy crashing to the outside of the ring. FPV goes throught the ropes and out of the ring, and stares intently at the downed Roy. Just before Roy gets up, FPV kicks him right in the side. Roy yelps in pain before FPV kicks him again. He smirks before picking Roy up by the arm and lifting him to his feet. FPV pulls Roys arm back before launching him into another irish whip into the security barrier.

Zach Davis: 'Atta boy, Franky! Keep up the good work!

Shannan Lerch: Unbiased, hmm? You know what, keep going. I want to hear you cry when Frank loses.

Zach Davis: Shut up, Shannan! There's no way Super FPV is losing this!

Shannan Lerch: Wait and see, Zach. Wait. And. See.

FPV picks Roys body up and props it against the security barrier, and backs up for another running attack. He charges at Roy full speed, but Roy catches him before he can connect any sort of offence and lift him over his head and drops him into the other side of the barrier. The security guards push the crowd of people back as they look on, and Speede grabs hold of the security banner before springboarding up onto the banner, and vaulting himself immediately into the air, and comes crashing down on FPV with both knees right to his chest.

Zach Davis: No! Come on, FPV! Let's go! You can do it! Show that sucker who's boss! That move was a fluke!

Shannan Lerch: Sure looks real to me, Zach. And FPV is reeling in pain.

Speede pins.

One...

Two...

FPV kicks out, and Speede pulls him back up to his feet.

Zach Davis: So close, but Super FPV isn't going down without a fight!

Shannan Lerch: Nobody, not even Speede's mother, expected him to get the pin on that one alone, Zach.

Speede throws FPV into a pile of chairs that had been emptied out as security pushed away the fans, but FPV holds on, and using the momentum Speede gave him, carries Roy overhead and throws him with an arm drag sort of move into the chairs as he crashes down, and both men collapse into the metal.

Zach Davis: Oooh, and that had to hurt! But FPV managed to reverse it and deal most of the damage to Speede!

Shannan Lerch: I'll give you credit this time, Zach. Franky hit a great move there.

FPV is the first to get to his feet, and picks Roy up with him. Roy trys to run away deeper into the crowd, but FPV follows him. Soon Roy is at the exit to the lobby of the Wells Fargo arena, but FPV catches up to him and tackles him from behind.

As Roy is on the ground, FPV temporarily leaves Roy, going over to the concession stand and purchasing a Diet Coke. By the time he has the drink in his hands, Roy is awake and sees him. As Roy runs over to FPV, he raises the drink over his head and smiles.

FPV: This ones for you Corey!

And with that FPV splashes the drink right into Roys face, temporarily blinding him. While Roy is stumbling around blinded, FPV begins to laugh at his misfortune. By the time that Roy has regained vision, however, he is still laughing. A furious Roy backs up and tackles FPV right into the wall, beating him down with nothing but his fists. The crowd starts to count along with each shot.

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!

Crowd: THREE!

Crowd: FOUR!

Crowd: FIVE!

Crowd: SIX!

Crowd: SEVEN!

Crowd: EIGHT!

Crowd: NINE!

Crowd: TEN!

Shannan Lerch: Roy Speede looking vicious here with shot after shot at Super FPV, and The Champ looks to be in a world of hurt!

Zach Davis: But he'll come back, Shannan! Super FPV will never die!

Shannan Lerch: ... Shut up, Zach.

Speede steps back after ten shots, and FPV drops to his knees clutching at his gut in pain. Speede knees him in the face, and his heads smacks against the wall on the recoil. Speede grabs him and throws him into the door of the women's bathroom, and he tumbles backward, knocking a female over as he hits the wall inside. He gets back up, throws the door open, and comes charging at Speede, but Speede throws FPV using his own momentum through the glass door of the building to the outside.

Zach Davis: And that has to hurt! Roy Speede is definitely causing some problems for my man, FPV here!

Shannan Lerch: You're right for once. Roy Speede is definitely doing some damage!

Speede grabs a large piece of glass from the remains of the glass of the door that had once stood intact, but where FPV had plowed through, and opens the door. He walks around to the outside as FPV is getting to his feet, and pushes down on him aiming for his forehead with the sharp end of the glass, but FPV kicks his arm out of the way, and a wound opens up in Speede's left hand. Speede winces in pain and his right hand grabs his left wrist as he spins around, checking his left hand to see the blood coming out of it, and FPV gets to his feet.

Zach Davis: Good job Franky! Nice reversal!!

Shannan Lerch: It was pretty impressive, but FPV still looks like he's hurting.

FPV picks Roy up and lifts him up for a scoop slam right onto the broken glass, tearing up his back. To put in even more pain, FPV begins dragging Roy across the ground with the glass still in his back. Roy is screaming in pain with every passing second. FPV drags him all the way to the side of the road, where FPV pins him.

One...

Two...

Th -kickout by Speede, although the glass makes it painful to move.

FPV looks at the road and sees a Taxi, he quickly hails the Taxi, which stops at once. FPV picks Roy up and hauls him to the back of the Taxi, opening the trunk and dropping Roy into it. He closes the trunk, and quickly gets in the Taxi along with the ref.

FPV: Hot Topic, STAT!

Zach Davis: Did... Did he just say Hot Topic?

Shannan Lerch: I've heard of having a falls count anywhere match, but that's crazy!

The taxi then speeds off into the night, driving for about five minutes before arriving at the nearest Hot Topic. FPV pays the driver and get out the car with the ref, going to the back and opening the trunk when Roy leaps out and starts wailing on FPV a la "The Hangover." FPV falls backward and Roy lands on him, having knocked him backwards to the ground. The cab roars away with the trunk still wide open, and Speede gets to his feet. He grabs FPV by the back of the head and slams him face first into the curb, and then pulls him to his feet.

Zach Davis: Speede with the surprise attack! He really is a freaking bowser! In other words, he's going to lose.

Shannan Lerch: I wouldn't be so sure. That was vicious, and FPV looks to be in a world of hurt. I wouldn't be surprised to see the title change hands here tonight.

Speede grabs FPV and opens the door of the Hot Topic store. HE shoves FPV's head into the door, and tries to close it on FPV's neck, but FPV catches the door. Speede kicks him in the gut and shoves him into the store, into a rack holding a collection of tee shirts for different bands. Speede steps into the store and grabs hold of a pair of fingerless gloves with metal studs on the knuckles. He grins and slides them onto his hands.

Zach Davis: Interesting strategy by Speede here, going for the weapon to try and beat FPV! It just goes to show that Speede isn't good enough to win without cheating!

Shannan Lerch: It's not just a weapon, Zach. That gash on Speede's hand is being protected by the glove, so now he doesn't have that exposed wound.

Zach Davis: But he's got a ton of them covering his back!

Shannan Lerch: True, but FPV's internal wounds are obvious by the slow movement.

Speede grabs FPV by the hair and pulls him to his feet, before swinging a strong left hand that knocks him backwards and into the checkout counter. Speede connects with another left to the gut, and then another to the left, and then as FPV falls to the mat, Speede grabs FPV by the hair and starts to hammer away at his forehead, looking to bust him open.

Zach Davis: Come on! That's cheating! Booo!

Shannan Lerch: There's no cheating, Zach. Anything is fair game, and Speede's utilizing every opportunity.

A small trail of blood starts to run down FPV's forehead, and Speede grins, satisfied. He pulls the bleeding FPV to his feet, and smashes his head against the checkout counter, opening the wound further. He spins FPV around and whips him- NO! FPV whips Speede into a clothing rack, and Speede tumbles through it, knocking down all the Green Day apparel and contorting the steel frame that held it all up. FPV gets in Roys face yells in his ear.

FPV: YOU SON OF A BITCH, YOU RUINED THE GREEN DAY SHIRTS!

Zach Davis: FPV... certainly making his love of Green Day known loud and proud tonight!

Shannan Lerch: He even sorta looks like the singer if you look hard enough.

FPV looks around and finds a studded belt hanging on a rack, and smirks as an idea pops into his head. He grabs the belt begins whipping Roy in the back, further aggravating his back gashes. He then takes belt, kneels down and begins choking Roy, with the studs going into his neck. Roy seemingly passes out as FPV gets up and grabs one of the bloodied Green Day shirt, chuckling.

FPV: This'll make a great souvenier!

FPV goes up to the register, even though the clerk is in pure shock at what is happening, pulls out his wallet out his pocket and pays for the shirt, putting it on, smiling, before picking Roy up by the legs, and hitting The Slash of The Master Sword, sending Roy flying into the register, causing money to fly everywhere. FPV goes for the pin...

One...

Two...

Three!! -NO, ROY KICKS OUT!

FPV leans back on his knees in shock, and as he grabs Speede to pull him back to his feet, Speede catches him with a strong left to the forehead. FPV staggers back, holding onto the counter as Speede gets to his feet and grabs FPV before dragging him through the doorway. Speede throws FPV head-first into a light post in the parking lot, and then through the driver's side window of a car. He reaches into the vehicle and pops the trunk, giving FPV a taste of his own medicine by closing him inside the trunk, and then climbs into the car. A few moments later the car roars to life, and Speede takes off down the road with the referee in the passenger's seat.

Shannan Lerch: I wonder if that would hurt, being thrown into the trunk of a car like that and riding back there while the car drives...

Zach Davis: I bet you already know, Shannan, with all the guys you've slept with in this place. You've probably been in the trunks of lots of different cars!

Shannan Lerch: I have not! Shut up, Zach!

FPV manages to push the removable compartment of the back seat of the car out and crawl through, and then puts Speede in a chokehold as he's driving, causing Speede to pull off of the road and into the parking lot of a Burger King. FPV opens the door and grabbing Speede and hurls him right into the outside wall, leaving a huge bloody spot where his head hit. FPV drags Roy to the back and sets Roy up next to the dumpster, backs up...and then...

FPV and Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!

FPV superkicks Roy right into the dumpster. As Roy flops around in the garbage, FPV jumps right into the dumpster, and begins to beat Roy up in the dumpster. While not much can be seen, several loud thumps can be heard and dents begin to appear in the dumpster. Soon, Roy is sent flying out of the dumpster and into the ground. FPV hops out of the dumpster and brings Roy over to the drive-through windows, picks Roy up and throws him sideways into the building. FPV runs to the door on the other side, where a family is prepared to get their dinner. He pushes them aside and runs into the building, leaping over the counter to get to Roy, who is standing now. Roy catches FPV while he's in the air and hits him with a spinebuster, sending him to the ground.

Shannan Lerch: What the-

Zach Davis: FPV just threw Speede through a drive-through window! Go FPV, Go!

Shannan Lerch: He's not going anywhere. That spinebuster looked painful!

Speede smirks and then hands the cashier two dollars. He grabs an order of french fries and sits on the countertop, having a quick snack. He tosses the wrapper, with a few fries still left in it, to the ground, and then springs up onto the top of the counter before leaping off and crashing down on top of FPV with a swanton bomb. He pins.

One...

Two...

Th -NO! FPV kicks out!

Speede gets to his feet and looks around. He spots the french fryer, and waits for FPV to get to his feet. As he does, Speede yanks the fryer basket out of the boiling oil and flings the grease at FPV. It splatters over him, and he screams in pain.

Roy Speede: How's that for a fire flower, bitch?

FPV: Ahhh! That hurt! Speede, watch your language! There are children here!

Roy Speede: Make me!

FPV: Come at me, bro!

Speede drops the fryer basket and goes for a spear. FPV tries to sidestep, but Speede hits it, and FPV goes down.

Shannan Lerch: That looked painful! The burn spots are already visible on FPV's flesh!

Zach Davis: Oh well, he'll do what Speede did and grab a snack to recover health points!

Shannan Lerch: He'll WHAT? Zach, you're freaking ridiculous.

Speede gets to his feet and grabs FPV, but FPV knocks Speede's hand away and catches him with a leg sweep that knocks Speede face-first into the floor. As FPV kicks Roy while he's down, the little boy from the family begins to cheer him on.

Boy: YEAH! KICK HIS ASS!

Mother and Father: SON!

Both simultaneously slap the son in the butt as punishment. The boy goes into a corner and criess in pain, in tune with Roy's screams of pain. Soon, FPV gets tired of beating up Roy, so he grabs the fries Roy didn't eat and puts them in his pocket. He then takes Roy and drags him by the arm outside into the parking lot, loading him up into the trunk before hopping in along with the ref and driving off, snacking on his fries while driving.

Shannan Lerch: Oh god, where are they going now?!?

Zach Davis: I hope it's somewhere fun! Ooh, please let there be karaoke!

Soon, he reaches a local bar with the following sign glowing.

"FREE KARAOKE NIGHT! HALF-PRICE BEER!"

Shannan Lerch: God, I hate it when you're right.

FPV smirks as he stops the car, and gets out, grabbing Roy from the trunk and dragging him on his back, further aggravating his injuriess, into the bar. There a portly young man with pimples and man-boobs is on the mic, singing "Eye of the Tiger".

Risin' up, straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive

FPV picks Roy up and backs up, before running into him with his special running clothesline.

FPV: FUS ROH DUH!!

Roy is once again down, as FPV goes for the pin.

One...

Two...

Three!! NO WAIT, ROY KICKS OUT.

Roy is still down, as FPV takes a moment to heckle the fat mans performance. The man in return, flips him the bird while still singing.

It's the eye of the tiger, it's
the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

From behind, Roy clubs FPV in the back with a double axehandle. He gives the singer a thumbs-up as he walks off the stage, and a young, dark-haired girl takes his place at the microphone stand. She winks in Roy's direction, and Roy gives her a nod before grabbing FPV and pulling him to his feet as the opening piano sequence to "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey starts to play through the stereo system.

Shannan Lerch: What the- Really? I swear, if I had a nickel for every time I heard this song done in a karaoke bar...

Zach Davi:; You'd still be more broke than if you had a penny for every guy in the locker room you've slept with!

Shannan Lerch: SHUT UP, ZACH!

Speede throws FPV into one of the barstools, but he leapfrogs over it and up onto the bar. He leaps off and goes for a moonsault, but Speede catches him in mid-air, and hits him with the Silver Slice onto the bar room floor. He pins.

One...

Two...

Thr -kickout by FPV!

Speede gets to his feet and gets a glass of water for a breather.

Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere!

Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere!

FPV gets to his feet, a bit dizzy due to blood loss as Speede finishes off the water in his glass. He spins around and goes to smash it into FPV's face, but FPV blocks it, grabs the cup, and throws it over his shoulder.

Zach Davis: There we go! Good block FPV!

Shannan Lerch: This is getting intense!

Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
their shadows searching in the night!

FPV grabs Roy, spins him around until he's good and dizzy then spartan kicks him into a table, sending those sitting in a flurry. FPV jumps to the table and hits the 1-UP on Roy. As Roy lays there in pain, the woman leaves the stage, and a fruity looking man takes her place. He's wearing a Justin Bieber t-shirt, a Jutin Bieber hat, and a Justin Bieber watch. He starts to sing...

You know you want me
You know you care!

At the sound of such crappy music, Roy gets up and stares at the stage in horror. FPV is also onlooking the singing, the two then exchange knowing nods and both run to the stage at top-speed, FPV kicking the man in the side, Roy grabbing him in a full-nelson. While in the hold, FPV repeatedly punches him in the face until Speede gives a nod, and Speede plants the man with the Silver Bullet face first onto the stage.. Roy then grabs FPV by the hair and tosses him over the stage.

Shannan Lerch: Did... Did they just work together there?

Zach Davis: Yes, Shannan. They did. But I guess it's better than listening to Justin Bieber.

Shannan Lerch: Oh well, it looks like Speede's back on the offense.

Zach Davis: Damn.

Speede gets to the edge of the stage and takes off before nailing a Speede Bump. He goes for the pin.

One...

Two...

Three!! -NO! FPV KICKED OUT!

Speede looks up at the ref, who holds up two fingers, signaling it wasn't three, and gets to his feet. He drags FPV by the leg out the door, and back toward the car. FPV kicks his hands away and kips up to his feet, shoving Roys head under his arm and hitting a swinging neckbreaker. With Roy down, FPV shoves him back in the trunk, before face palming.

FPV: SHIT! I forgot!

FPV signals for the ref to get in, and the two drive back. FPV decides to turn on the radio, where "Someone That I Used To Know" by Gotye plays.

Zach Davis: A very fitting song for this situation.

Shannan Lerch: Zach, just...just shut up.

Before long the men are back at the arena, near the back entrance. FPV gets out of the car, and runs off into the arena through the back, entering the locker room, and unlocking his locker before taking out an unseen item. FPV smiles a big shit-eating grin, before the camera pulls back revealing a green mushroom.

Shannan Lerch: A mushroom? He went through all that for a fucking mushroom?

Zach Davis: Don't disrespect the mushroom, Shannan! It gives him an extra life!

Shannan gives him a glare that asks him outright if he's stupid.

Shannan Lerch: You actually believe that? Idiot. My coworker is an idiot.

Having gotten what he came for, FPV runs back out into the parking lot, where to his horror, he has found that Roy has managed to get out of the trunk. He shoots a glance at the ref, who stayed behind, and gets a shrug in return. Roy then surprise attacks FPV, grabbing the mushroom out of his hand, and giving it a very dumbfounded look.

Roy: Really? REALLY, DUDE?! Are you fucking SERIOUS?!

Roy stomps on over to the car, where he places the mushroom in front of the car. When Roy gets in the front seat, FPV charges into the other side of the car, the ref hopping in the back.

FPV: DON'T YOU DARE!

Roy just shoots a sly grin at FPV before putting the pedal to the medal, running over the mushroom and completely smashing it.

FPV: YOU....MOTHERFUCKER!!

FPV begins to punch Roy while he's driving, causing the car to swerve in many directions. Roy begins hitting back, paying no attention to the road, as the two continue to try and hit each other for a good while, not paying attention to where they're going, before the ref screams...

Ref: LOOK OUT!

Both men then turn and look out the window to see that they're about to drive off the bridge, and before Roy can turn the wheel they fly off the bridge and plummet toward the Delaware river. All three scream and open their doors, leaping out of the car right before it lands into the river and sinks. All three splash down into the water, and the referee swims for safety as FPV grabs at Speede, and Speede grabs at FPV. The two begin trading punches as they tread water, and the referee shouts at them.

Ref: Get to shore! You can't pin him in the water!

FPV and Speede look at one another and then begin swimming hurriedly toward shore, pretty much in a race. FPV gets to the shore first by a few feet and runs up onto the dry land with his arms raised as if he just won the match, but Speede clubs him in the back, and as FPV falls to the ground, Speede rolls him over and pins him.

One...

Two...

Thr -NO! FPV kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: They... They... They drove off the bridge!

Zach Davis: I know! I saw! How impressive was that?

Shannan Lerch: Not impressive, just scary!

Zach Davis: No, what's scary is how close FPV was to losing the title there!

Speede gets back up slowly, and grabs hold of FPV, realizing that they're at the Philadelphia Navy Yard. FPV rolls Speede up in his shock.

One...

Two...

Speede kicks out!

FPV gets back to his feet and grabs Speede, breathing heavily. He drags him over to a navy jeep, before giving Roy a Frankensteiner into the ground. When FPV gets back up, he looks up at both the jeep and a small roll of rope, and gets an idea. He takes the rope and Roy and bring them to the back of the jeep. Using all of the rope he can, FPV ties Roy to the back of the jeep by his legs, before hopping into the jeep. FPV searches for a set of keys, but can't find any, so he gets down to the floor and starts to actually hot-wire the jeep.

Shannan Lerch: He doesn't really think he could get away with this, does he? Speede doesn't have the stupidity to let him try that.

Zach Davis: Shannan, he will get away with it. He's Super FPV, for god's sakes!

The ignition roars to life, and FPV puts his foot on the pedal and drives off, dragging Roy on the asphalt behind him, or so he thinks. At first FPV just drives around the Shipyard for a while, "oohing" and "awing" at the sights, while Roy is simulating screams in pain behind him, holding onto the back of the jeep for dear life to manipulate FPV's view of what was happening.

Shannan Lerch: I told you. Speede's just toying with him right now. He'll finish this off whenever the jeep stops.

Zach Davis: No way! He can't hold on like that!

Shannan Lerch: He won't have to. Look!

As FPV leaves the shipyard and gets back on the road, Roy pulls himself up toward the top of the jeep. FPV is too busy driving along, singing along to the radio with "Holding Out For a Hero", to realize that Roy is shaking himself loose from the ropes. Soon Roy is right behind FPV, and blinds him with his hands while he's driving, causing FPV to make a hard break and toss Roy over his head and onto the hood of the jeep. FPV looks up and sees the entrance to Citizens Bank Park, home of the Phillies.

Zach Davis: Really? They're really going into Citizens Bank Park? Oh my gosh, I'm jealous!

Shannan Lerch: I didn't know you liked baseball?

Zach Davis: I don't! I just wanted to see the spot where the video of the girl dropping the foul ball went viral!

Shannan Lerch: I...

She glares at him.

Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Zach.

Speede rolls off the hood of the jeep, and grabs FPV, pulling him out of the jeep. He throws FPV into the turnstile, and FPV tumbles through it onto the cement floor. Speede leaps up onto the top of the turnstile block, and then jumps down on FPV with a corkscrew moonsault. He goes for a pin, but the referee has yet to make his way through the turnstile and Speede gets back up. He drives a boot into FPV's ribs and shouts at him.

Roy Speede: Just give up already! You're going to lose this match whether you like it or not, and if you keep this up, retaining your title tonight will end up being your Final Fantasy!

FPV: *heh* Oh yeah, well unlike you I actually rise to the Call of Duty!

Speede growls, and pulls FPV to his feet, and throws him into the concession stand. He grabs a packet of ketchup, twists the top of it, and then pops the ketchup in FPV's face, blinding him. He uses that as an opportunity to grab FPV by the legs and set him up for the Speede of Light. FPV rolls through it backwards and turns it into a Boston crab. Speede refuses to tap, and after a signifigant amount of time FPV releases the hold. By now both men are bloodied as if they were in an Evil Dead movie, and are covering almost everything in their blood. FPV runs off into the entrance and into the ballpark itself, Roy slowly trailing him. Roy finally catches up with him, and the two start punching each other in an all-out brawl. The punches are coming slower and slower each time, both men panting heavily.

Roy Speede: You ready to get it over with, Franky?

FPV looks down at the ground, and then shouts.

FPV: I WILL NEVER QUIT!

FPV swings a wild right, and Speede ducks it. Speede uses FPV's momentum to lift him onto his shoulders, and plants him with the Silver Slice. He flips FPV over and pins him.

One...

Two...

Three!!

NO! FPV KICKED OUT!

Shannan Lerch: What?!?

Zach Davis: Yes!! I told you FPV wouldn't quit.

Speede looks up at the referee in shock and then gets back to his feet. He grabs FPV's legs and lifts him up, getting him in position for it.

Shannan Lerch: Speede of Light! Speede of Light!

Zach Davis: And this can't be good for FPV! His head was bouncing off of home plate like an actual baseball!

Speede rolls FPV over and pins him right on top of home plate.

One...

Two...

Three!!!

< DING-DING-DING! >

Shannan Lerch: He did it! Speede got the win! I can't believe it!

Zach Davis: I can't believe it either! Super FPV can't lose! No, no, this can't be!

Shannan Lerch: But it is! Roy Speede is the new United States Champion!

Speede gets to his feet and the referee raises his arm in victory. He looks down at the beaten, bloodied FPV, and spits in his face before walking back toward the exit with the referee, and the two go back to the arena.

People's Title Match
Jay Price vs Switches the Clown

Zach Davis: Are you ready for things to take a turn for the odd Shannan?

Shannan Lerch: This is WCF Zach, I'm pretty sure we've seen it all.

Zach Davis: Does that include the WCF Tag Team Champions facing each other with a singles title on the line?

Shannan Lerch: Yep, I'm pretty sure that's happened at least once.

Zach Davis: Did I mention they're best friends?

Shannan Lerch: Still feel like we've seen it before.

Zach Davis: One of them is a clown with multiple personality disorder and the others a drunk.

Shannan Lerch: All right, I think that's a first. Let's say we get to the action and bear witness to the crazy!

"Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold hits the speakers as the arena lights drop and are replaced by strobe lights emanating from the stage. Jay Price walks out onto the stage from the back, one of the WCF Tag Titles casually slung over his shoulder.

Shannan Lerch: It's nice to see that Price has finally been given back his right to use entrance music. I was beginning to wonder when my brother was going to quit being such a baby about all of this.

Zach Davis: You may have spoken too soon Shannan, take a look at the jumbotron.

Playing on the jumbotron behind Price is a continuous loop of some of his most embarrassing moments: losing the COHOF match, almost having his neck broken by Logan and being pinned by Mr. FPV. Price hears the laughter from the crowd and turns around. He sees the video playing and angrily turns around, heading for the ring at a quick pace. Along the way he snatches a beer from a nearby fan and chugs it before sliding in under the bottom rope. He hangs out in his corner, staring down the entryway as his music fades out.

Shannan Lerch: *sigh* Really Seth?

Suddenly, hundreds of balloons begin to drift down into the ring as “GreasePaint and Monkey Brains” by White Zombie squawks through the speaker system. The lights flicker to a momentary darkness. Just as the song kicks into gear, the lights blare back on - revealing Switches glaring down from a top turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: And there is the People's Champion, Switches The Clown. He must scare the bejesus out of you Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: Well Zach, I'm not the one with your nails dug in my arm.

Zach Davis: Oh...err, sorry. Well why don't we talk about this match?

Shannan Lerch: My brother, apparently trying to kill two birds with one stone, has decided to try to get the People's Title off of Switches by pitting him against his friend and tag partner Jay Price. Why? Because he knows that Price has a lust for WCF Titles and will go through anyone to get his hands on one. So he puts Price in this match to get the title off of Switches and possibly break up The LadyKillerz.

Zach Davis: I don't think it will be that easy Shannan. First, Switches has been unbeatable since he first won the People's Title. And secondly, with the exception of last weeks Tag Titles match, Price has been a drunk on a losing streak. I think Seth's motives is to get rid of Price by booking him in yet another match he can't win.

Shannan Lerch: Well let's quit with the talking and get to it already!

Zach Davis (whispering under his breath): How many times has that been uttered in your bedroom?

Senior Referee Stanley Moser has just finished his routine pre-match pat down for weapons on both individuals and is about to signal for the bell when from out of nowhere "Master of Puppets" hits the speakers. Everyone turns their attention to the entryway expecting to see Seth Lerch walk out, but instead he appears on the jumbotron.

Seth Lerch: Hold up just a sec there ref. Switches, Price, both of you have been nothing but thorns in my side the past few weeks and quite honestly I'd love to see you two just rip each other to pieces. So with that said, this match is now...NO DISQUALIFICATIONS.

Price and Switches both take a long look at each other.

Seth Lerch: Have fun!

With a smirk, Seth's face disappears as the backstage feed is cut.

Shannan Lerch: Oh Seth...this is low even for him.

Zach Davis: This match has just gone from interesting to must see tv!

The referee takes another look at both men and then signals for the bell.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Both men walk out from their respective corners and meet in the center of the ring as the referee carefully steps back.

Shannan Lerch: These two men are best friends...can a title really break that up?

Zach Davis: You're forgetting one thing Shannan: Price is friends with Greenfever. When it comes to Switches, well to quote Price himself, "I f*bleep*ing hate clowns".

The two men exchange words inaudible to the crowd and viewing audience and both nod to each other. Price extends his hand for Switches to shake. Switches reaches out, takes Price's hand...AND SHOCKS HIM WITH A JOY BUZZER! Price rips his hand away from Switches and looks at him with anger. Price has a few choice words for Switches, who merely giggles and waves for him to come back over. Price now with a pair of double middle fingers and he moves in to tie-up. Switches starts to oblige and then ducks it. Price spins around and Switches squirts a dark liquid into his face from the flower on his shirt.

Shannan Lerch: Oh god, please tell me that's water.

Zach Davis: That looks like what you see in my toilet bowl after I eat Mexican food.

As Price stomps around the ring trying to wipe the "water" from his eyes and face, Switches skips around the ring joyfully clapping his hands as the crowd eats it up. Switches then moves in behind Price, grabs his shorts and yanks them down enough in the back to moon the crowd. Price gets a few catcalls from the ladies in the front row as he quickly yanks them back up. Price now in Switches face, a scowl plastered across his face. Switches seems rather pleased...or it could be the face paint, not really sure. Switches now extending his hand for Price to shake. Price looks down at it, nods and starts to extend his own hand....BEFORE HE BITCH SLAPS SWITCHES ACROSS THE FACE!

Zach Davis: Ohhhhhh snap. Switches just learned what the five fingers said to the face.

Shannan Lerch: Nice to see you're now stealing your lines from the 2000's.

Switches raises a hand to his cheek, a shocked...I think...look on his face. Price nods as if to say "Yeah, do something about it" and then offers to do a test of strength. Switches nods and the two lock up. Price quickly uses his size advantage to take control and force Switches to his knees. Switches tries to fight back but Price pushes him right back down.

Shannan Lerch: Price using that almost 50 pound weight advantage to keep Switches down.

Price looks around at the crowd, smirking at how easy this is going. Switches, seeing his opportunity, rams his forehead forward and headbutts Price right in the jingle bells .

Zach Davis/Every Man In Attendance: Ooooooooh.

Price's arms go limp as he drops to his knees and then falls over in the fetal position.

Shannan Lerch: That may have just been the most painful headbutt in history.

Switches, feeling lucky, hooks the leg and tries for the early pin attempt.

Referee: ONE!

T-

And Price quickly kicks out, albeit carefully. Switches rolls off and gets to his feet, helping Price up along the way. Switches now shoots Price into the ropes and when he comes back, Switches slaps on the old sleeper hold. He holds it for a few moments before Price starts fighting back with a few elbow shots and then reverses it into a side headlock. Switches backs up into the ropes, bounces off of them and then pushes Price off of him. Price spins around and Switches rushes him, looking for a clothesline. Price ducks it and then hits a picture perfect standing dropkick when Switches turns around. Price back up to his feet and he takes a moment to taunt the crowd, who in turn loves it.

Shannan Lerch: Jay Price, man of the people apparently.

Switches meanwhile is rummaging through one of the many concealed pockets in his outfit and he pulls something out, hidden to the cameras. He then plays possum, lying out on the mat as Price turns around. Price then bends over to pull Switches to his feet when Switches blows a cloud of white dust into his face. Blinded once again, Price howls out in pain as he stumbles about the ring.

Zach Davis: Ohh, and Switches with the ol' flour to the eyes trick.

Switches runs over behind Price and rolls him up with a school boy.

Referee: ONE!

TW-

And Price again kicks out. Switches rolls off and gets to feet. He goes to pull Price up, but Price starts rolling across the mat until he goes under the bottom rope and out onto the arena floor. Price, still with flour in his eyes, starts stumbling around the ringside area as Switches watches in glee.

Shannan Lerch: Okay seriously, can somebody help out Price? I know this match is No Disqualifications but he can't see!

Price stumbles up against the barricade and a helpful fan hands him his beer. Rather than waste it, Price guzzles it down. He then reaches over, grabs a soda from a little girl and throws it in his face to rinse away the flour. During all of this Switches has exited the ring and is standing behind Price, stalking him like a lion does a gazelle at the watering hole.

Zach Davis: I've just been informed that Seth Lerch has instructed the referee that this match is now falls count anywhere. Apparently Seth doesn't want this match ending with a count out.

The crowd screams for Price to not turn around but he does anyway, and ends up on the receiving end of a mighty backhanded chop to the chest. Price falls back against the barricade and Switches goes nuts, hitting chop after chop to Price's chest until it's bright red. Price slumps to ground, using the barricade to keep him upright. Switches then turns back to the ring and lifts up the apron.

Shannan Lerch: Oh god, one can only imagine what the twisted mind of Switches is going to find under there.

Switches emerges with...a plastic bucket. He holds it high above his head as he turns around. Price is upright and he spots the bucket...and then the look on Switches' face...and he starts begging for him to put it down. Switches looks around at the crowd and then quickly throws the contents at Price. Price ducks it and a shower of streamers falls upon the crowd. Price stands up and breaths a sigh of relief. Switches let's out a belly laugh...AND THEN CLOCKS PRICE IN THE FACE WITH THE BUCKET. Price stumbles back, clutching his lip as Switches begins swinging the bucket wildly, connecting with his arm and side.

Zach Davis: You wouldn't think a plastic bucket would hurt so much. Must be a special clown brand.

Price takes off running around the ring with Switches in hot pursuit, swinging the bucket above his head like it was a medieval mace. Price takes up a defensive front behind the announce table, using the table itself for separation. Switches goes to climb over the table and Price grabs Shannan and pushes her at him before taking off. Switches grabs Shannan by the shoulders, plants a kiss on her lips and then takes off after Price.

Shannan Lerch: ...is it wrong that I didn't exactly hate that kiss?

Zach Davis: You're such a whore.

The cameramen struggle to keep up with Price as he hops the barricade and flees through the crowd. Switches is right behind him followed by the referee. Price reaches out and grabs a giant cotton candy from a vendor and smashes it into Switches' face. Switches clears the sugary treat from his face in time to catch a stiff right from Price. Switches returns the favor with a rake of the eyes.

Shannan Lerch: Christ, if Price's eyes take any more damage tonight he'll be blind as Magoo.

Zach Davis: Nice 1960's reference Shannan. What's next? A Scooby Doo joke?

Switches grabs the blinded Price and leads him up the rest of the stairs before throwing him through a pair of double doors and into a hallway. A new cameraman takes over as Price crashes back first against a wall. Switches calmly walks through the doorway and up to Price before hitting him with a stiff forearm to the face. Switches now grabs Price by the head and rams it back against the wall. This ignites something in Price and from out of nowhere he grabs Switches, pushes him up against the opposite wall and slams the back of his head off the wall. He does it a second time and then whips Switches face first into the opposite wall. Switches falls to the ground and Price goes for the pin attempt.

Referee: ONE!

T-

And Switches kicks out. Price rolls off and gets to his feet as Switches starts to push himself up. Price now with a swift kick to the side and Switches falls over onto his back. Price drops down and begins hammering away at Switches' face with vigor.

Jay Price: YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND!

Greenfever: Jay?

Price stops punching as he hears the voice of his friend coming from the demented clown.

Jay Price: Greenie? Is that you in there?

Switches: NOPE JUST ME. *giggles*

Switches raises the joy buzzer to the side of Price's face and presses it against the temple. The shock isn't much, but it's enough for Switches to get some room to roll away. Both men back up to their feet and they immediately tie up. Price gets the advantage and he rams Switches back first into the wall behind him. As Switches tries to hold himself up, Price eyes up a fire extinguisher hanging on the wall. He walks over and pulls it down before pulling the pin. Switches sees Price coming and charges him. Price quickly sprays Switches in the face and then slams the extinguisher into his stomach. Switches doubles over in pain and Price grabs him by the head before leading him down the hallway.

Shannan Lerch: Where are these two headed now?

They reach a partially opened doorway and Price pulls it open before sticking Switches' head in the doorway and pushing the door up against his head. A female scream can be heard from inside the room and Price lets go of Switches. He pulls the door open the rest of the way and discovers that the room is actually the Ladies Locker Room. Price shoots the girls a wink and then drags Switches from the room before slamming the door shut.

Jay Price: Pervert!

Price reaches down to pull Switches up and Switches responds with a low blow. Switches gets up and leads Price down the rest of hallway until they reach the catering area. Switches throws Price up against a nearby wall and then walks over to the tables set up with food on them. Almost immediately he comes across the dessert table, fully stocked with pies. He grabs the first one he spots and spins around, hurling it at Price's head. Price ducks it and then rolls off to the side. Switches grabs another pie and chucks it at Price. Price again ducks and the pie ends up hitting an innocent Hank Brown, who stopped by to see what the ruckus was. The action pauses as both men look down at the fallen WCF icon.

Jay Price: You idiot! Look what you did, you dumb clown. You hit Hank. HANK!

Before Switches can react, Price rushes him and tackles him into the dessert table, knocking it over and sending tasty treats everywhere. Price now on top of Switches, raining bombs down on his face. Switches, eager to get Price off of him, reaches off to the side and grabs a banana cream pie. Switches slams the pie into Price's face and he falls off to the side.

Zach Davis: Damn those two! I wanted some of that pie!

Shannan Lerch: I'm sure most of our fan base is shocked to hear you say such a thing.

Switches up to his feet now and he begins stomping away at the legs of Price with vigor. Switches then pulls Price up to his feet, pulls him in for a suplex and then snaps one off, sending Price crashing through one of the tables. Switches now with a pin attempt.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!

And Price kicks out after two. Switches, seething with anger, drops down and begins trying to strangle the life out of Price, all the while giggling like a madman. Price fights back by scratching at Switches' face and eyes, but that only seems to fuel Switches' anger. Finally Price's arms go limp as he starts to fade away. Switches lets go of the throat and tries for a cover.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!

TH-

And Price kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: Price kicks out, but you have to believe that was from instinct alone. Just looking at him you can see he's not all there.

With Price still laid out on the ground, Switches eyes up the nearby catering truck. He looks down at Price, and then back at the truck.

Zach Davis: What's Switches thinking here?

Switches heads over to the truck, climbs up onto the hood and then onto the roof. With a maniacal giggle, he leaps off with a leg drop. At the last possible second Price rolls off to the side and Switches lands ass first onto the concrete.

Shannan Lerch: Oof, that had to hurt.

Zach Davis: I haven't seen an ass take that much punishment since your last sex tape.

Shannan Lerch: Hey! I never...okay fine I did make that one tape, but you don't have to keep telling people.

With Switches rolling around on the ground holding his ass, Price pushes himself up to his feet and eyes up a nearby folding chair. He walks over and grabs it before walking back over to where Switches is.

Jay Price: This is for your own good Greenie. I need you back.

With Switches on his hands and knees, Price takes a mighty swing and hits him in the lower back. Switches bolts upright onto his knees and Price connects again, this time in the back of the head. With a laugh, Price drops the chair and goes for the pin attempt.

Shannan Lerch: I think Price has snapped and is as delusional as his tag partner.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!

THR-

And Switches kicks out before three! Price rolls off, a look of utter shock on his face. He scrambles back up to his feet and grabs the chair. He swings it hard and Switches rolls out of the way. Price connects with the concrete and drops the chair with a yell of pain. Apparently having caught a second wind, Switches is up to his feet and catches Price in the jaw with a quick left jab. Price grabs his jaw and Switches hits him with a thumb to the eye. Switches follows it up with a kick to the midsection and pulls him in for a suplex. Price blocks it and hits Switches with a knee to the gut. With Switches doubled over, Price grabs him and lifts him up before planting him through another table with a gut-wrench powerbomb.

Shannan Lerch: My god! Switches may be broken in half.

The second wind Price had has faded and he collapses to the ground.

Zach Davis: And the war these two have been fighting has finally caught up with both.

Price has to pull himself across the concrete before draping an arm across Switches' body.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!

THR-

And Switches gets the shoulder up before three! Price rolls off and collapses onto the ground as the referee can only look on.

Shannan Lerch: Both men are down, with neither looking like they're able to keep going.

Switches is the first to show signs of life as he rolls onto side and pushes himself up to a sitting position. Price too is trying to get himself up off the ground as Switches gets too his feet. Switches waits until Price is up on his feet and then he hops onto his back.

Zach Davis: He's trying for the Smileyo'matic!

Switches is frantically trying to fishhook the mouth of Price, but Price is making it difficult as he runs around trying to shake him off. Switches instead tries for a sleeper hold and gets it locked in. Price spots a wall nearby and turns around before slamming Switches back first into it. Switches hangs on and Price does it a second time. Switches finally releases the hold and falls to his feet, using the wall to keep him up. Price spins around and sees Switches hunched over. He runs at him, looking to hit a yakuza kick to the face. Switches ducks it and Price connects with the wall. With Price howling in pain, Switches rolls him up with a school boy.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!

TH-

And Price kicks out before three. Switches pops up to his feet, a not so happy look on his face, as he looks down at Price. Switches looks over by the catering truck where the chair is still lying. As he walks off, Hank Brown walks by, pie still on his face as he takes a swig from his flask.

Hank Brown: I'm a professional for Christ's sake. I don't need this shit.

Smelling the sweet smell of liquor in the air, Price pops up to a sitting position and looks around. He spots Hank walking nearby and trips him up. Hank falls face first onto the concrete and Price catches the falling flask. A few quick gulps later and Price is up on his feet.

Shannan Lerch: It looks like Popeye just got a dose of spinach in him.

Switches returns, chair in hand, and sees a woozy Price waving him on.

Jay Price: Let's go Clownie.

With a mighty swing of the chair, Switches connects with Price's head. Price stays on his feet, albeit a bit out of it. Switches connects a second time and Price still remains up. A third shot. A fourth shot. Price is now out on his feet, stumbling a bit as a trickle of blood runs down his forehead. Switches with two more mighty blows and Price is down on one knee.

Shannan Lerch: My god how is Price still conscious?

Zach Davis: Mrs. Foley's little boy would be proud.

Price looks up at Switches through a crimson mask and flips him off.

Jay Price: Go to hell clown.

Switches connects one more time and Price drops like a sack of potatoes. Switches tosses the chair off to the side and goes for the pin attempt.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Zach Davis: And Switches retains the People's Title!

Shannan Lerch: What a match! But I think Price may have a serious concussion.

Switches rolls off of Price and gets to his feet. He gets his belt and his arm raised.

Zach Davis: This isn't good... but wow, Price is getting up on his own power! He does have heart.

Jay Price slowly makes his way back up the ramp, obviously exhausted.

Zach Davis: This one is definitely going to be a contender for match of the yea-

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!

Zach Davis: WHAT?!

Shannan Lerch: It's Loga.. err.. CHRIS AVERY!

And indeed, Chris Avery scrambles through the audience, hops the guardrail, and slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Greenfever/Switches notices the crowd screaming but he is unaware of the presence behind him. Chris Avery grabs Greenfever by the neck and locks him in a sleeper!

Shannan Lerch: Connector!

Zach Davis: Chris Avery doesn't do Conne - OH HOLY SHIT!

Avery flips over Greenfever and hits THE CONNECTOR! The audience screams with excitement and some confusion as well.

Zach Davis: He hit the Connector on Fever, what does this mean?!

He quickly pops to his feet, standing over Greenfever and looking down at him with a furious stare.

Shannan Lerch: What's going on...?

The referee watches on, staying at a safe distance from the outside of the ring. Avery motions for him to bring a microphone over, and he does. Chris brings the microphone to his lips, waiting for the audience to ease down their excitement before speaking.

Chris Avery/Logan?: Guess who...

More buzzing. He searches the audience with his eyes before speaking back into the microphone.

Chris Avery: Guess.. who.. guess..

The buzzing strongly continues.

Chris Avery: Guess... WHO JUST GOT A FIRST CLASS TICKET TO CONNECTOR CITY!

POP! Instantly followed by a "LOGAN!" chant.

Zach Davis: Logan's back!?

He steps over Greenfever, walking to the other side of the ring.

Logan: Babygurls, trashcans, boudles of ALLL ages. I never left you, I never went nutter.. no, no, I went bored. And what does a guy do when he goes bored? Well, normal people play video games. I, however, played Chris Avery. It was fun while it lasted, I admit, and hell... I was going to come out here tonight and give this boudle a spin-out instead and continue to be WCF's blackman. But no, I didn't, and do you know why I didn't?

Zach Davis: What is h-

Logan: SHUT UP!

Once again an enormous pop erupts from the audience.

Logan: Because I have an opportunity to do bigger and better things right now, and no.. I'm not talking about Greenfever's Mother. I'm talking about something.. treacherous..

"Airbrushed" by Anamanaguchi blasts the speakers!

Zach Davis: WHAT?! WHAT THE HELLS GOING ON?!

The crowd goes insane as Super FPV comes running out the curtains, holding two t-shirts. He glances over at Logan and smiles, before tossing a shirt over to him. He puts on his own shirt...

Zach Davis: THAT'S A T.O.T SHIRT! WHAT?!

Shannan Lerch: I think...oh no....is this for real?!

Logan passes the mic over to FPV as he puts on his own shirt, FPV smiles as he begins to speak, his voice full of excitement.

FPV: WHAT'S UP, BABYGURLS!?

The crowd screams their hearts out, FPV just stands there still smiling.

FPV: That's right folks, this is no David Blaine illusion, this is 150% REAL SHIT! This night has just become more historic then it already is, because tonight, all of you watching get to say that you witnessed...the rebirth...OF THE TEAM! OF TREACHERY!!

Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch: WHAT THE FUCK?!

FPV just keeps on smirking as he hands the mic back to Logan so he can talk. Logan gives the audience a minute to fully express their enthusiastic behavior before putting the microphone back to his lips.

Logan: As the black boudle spitting bitch would say.. THAT'S THE TRUTH! And that's not all, no, this trashcan has only begun flapping it's lid. You see, next week, the Team of Treachery is adding ONE more member. Some of you are familiar with this.. gentlemen..

Shannan Lerch: Who could he be talking about?

Logan: I'm not holding back anymore surprises, you babygurls have had enough of them tonight. Next week, WCF get fuckin' ready, get ready for the ToT.. get ready for FPV.. get ready for The Face of Treachery... get ready for.. JACK OF BLADES!

The roof almost lifts from the roaring screams. Logan simply drops the microphone, and himself along with FPV look over the screaming squirming audience with smiles on their faces. Logan hands the mic back to FPV.

FPV: Be ready, be DAMN ready! And Roy...I'll see you in the ring tonight boudle!

FPV turns his back to crowd, showing off the "#ROYSPEEDEISABOUDLE" text on the back. He turns back around and chuckles, before both ment leave the ramp.

Shannan Lerch: What...what the hell just happenned Zach?

Zach Davis: Did'nt you hear you stupid slut, Logan's back! And he's reformed the Team of Treachery with FPV! The fanboy in me is coughing up a lung with glee right now.

Shannan Lerch: Well...quite frankly I'm afraid about what this means for WCF. This could be the most unexpected return of the year!

Confederate Title Match
Johnny Reb vs Doc Henry
Hell in a Cell Match

Zach Davis: This has certainly been a night of main-event level performances, Shannan, and it’s not over yet.

Shannan Lerch: No, it’s not, Zach. In fact, this next match is one of the most eagerly anticipated contests of the night. In what may be the culmination of one of the longest running feuds in sports entertainment – going all the way back to October of 2008 – The Inveterate Confederate takes on the Devil Himself in what can only be termed as the devil’s own playground… Hell in a Cell!

Zach Davis: With the Confederate Title on the line, no less! Even though it has no validity, the Confederate belt has become a point of contention between these two men.

The drums hit the house lights fade, and red and blue lights strobe as Guns ‘n’ Roses’ version of “Sympathy for the Devil” begins to play.. At "Please allow me to introduce myself", Doc and Mary walk out onto the stage, and look back and forth over the audience. As the crowd boos, the make their way to the ring, where Doc rolls in. Standing, he grins proudly as he pops the crowd drawing more boos. Mocking them, he sits on the turnbuckle, gazing up at the steel structure hanging over the ring.

Shannan Lerch: And there’s the Confederate Champion himself, Doc Henry! He looks fired up tonight!

The house lights dim, and the intro to Lynnyrd Skynnyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" hits the speakers. Hushed anticipation falls over the crowd as a spotlight illuminates the stage. Johnny Reb steps out from behind the curtain. A cheer goes up from the audience at his appearance. As the he walks down the ramp, a cascade of sparks rains down on the stage. The Inveterate Confederate circles the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. Johnny eschews the steps completely; he leaps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckles, posing for the cheering crowd for a moment before he jumps down, eyeing Doc Henry with undisguised fury.

Zach Davis: No more so than our very own Inveterate One, Shannan. This is going to be a match for the ages; there is no doubt about that. Both of these men have a score to settle, but only one can walk out victorious.

Shannan Lerch: Only one is going to walk out, period. We have medics on standby.

Zach Davis: Look at the way these two are glaring at each other. There is no love lost between these men.

The Cell is lowered, slow and steady, from the rafters. A nameless, faceless official in a striped shirt checks to make certain it’s secure before signaling for the bell. Before the last echo fades, Reb is on the attack, launching himself at Doc – who merely sidesteps the rushed, clumsy assault.

Shannan Lerch: Ooh… looks like Reb’s letting his emotions get the better of him. And Henry certainly isn’t helping matters. He’s not even fighting back!

Zach Davis: Good strategy on Doc’s part. He got Johnny all worked up during the week, and now he’s going to let him waste his energy…

All of a sudden, though, the tables turn. Reb catches Doc with a clean, stiff shot to the jaw.

Zach Davis: …or I may have spoken too soon. Now it’s Henry that looks pissed off, after a solid right slips through his defenses.

Doc’s lip curls up in a furious snarl. Equally motivated, almost equally matched in size and strength, Reb and Henry seem to have similar ideas at the same time. Reb makes a grab for Doc, but Henry is just a split second quicker. A facelock is cinched in, but as Doc goes to lift Johnny, Reb suddenly wriggles out and reverses the move. Before he can drop Henry with a DDT, though, Doc escapes the hold and goes for a belly-to-back suplex. Johnny reverses again and tries for a drop toehold; Doc evades and pokes a thumb in Johnny’s eye.

Shannan Lerch: The Inveterate Confederate looks to be in trouble as Doc Henry nails his former tag team partner with the Gambler’s Hand! Going for an early pin…

ONE …

TWO …

No! Johnny gets his shoulder up and shoves Doc forcefully away. Reb leaps back to his feet and nails Henry with a short-arm clothesline. Henry shakes it off, and pretty soon, the match has degenerated into an all-out brawl.

Zach Davis: Just a few minutes into the match, and this is…madness!

Shannan Lerch: No, Zach. This…is…

Zach Davis: Sparta?

Shannan Lerch: Nope. That reference is dated. I was just going to say WCF. God, you’re a dork.

Zach Davis: You totally set me up.

Shannan Lerch: That I did, Zachy-poo.

By now, the fight has spilled to the outside. Doc has the upper hand at this point, and seems to be taking great delight in dragging Johnny’s face across the unforgiving side of the Cell. Reb fights his way out and elbows Henry in the head, forcing him back and creating some distance. Johnny immediately dives under the ring apron.

Zach Davis: What the hell is Reb doing? Is he hiding from Doc?

Seconds later, Johnny emerges with a big aluminum trashcan.

Shannan Lerch: Does that answer your question, Zach?

Reb promptly slams the can into Doc’s face, making a big dent in the metal. Johnny then upends the trashcan and shoves it down over Henry’s head and shoulders, before shoving him right into the Cell as hard as he can.

Zach Davis: Holy shit!

The crowd takes this as their cue to start up a “Holy shit!” chant as Reb, still in control, backs Henry up and shoves him into the side of the Cell again and again.

Shannan Lerch: Talk about getting your bell rung! That’s gotta be disorienting. And painful!

At last, Johnny stops his assault and yanks the mangled trashcan from over Doc’s head. He smacks him with the weapon one more time before tossing it aside. Reb rolls a dazed Doc Henry back into the ring…and begins to climb the Cell. By the time he’s about halfway up, Doc has begun to recover. Johnny looks down, mentally calculating his next move.

Zach Davis: Now it’s Doc who appears to be in trouble. Reb’s got something crazy in mind… it looks like… yes, he’s going to jump…

Shannan Lerch: With a corkscrew shooting star legdrop! But – oh, god! Doc Henry rolled out of the way at the last possible second! And the Inveterate Confederate could be seriously injured here!

Not one to waste an opportunity, Doc lays boots to Johnny’s ribs several times. Then, as a delightfully evil idea crosses his mind, he gives the audience a wicked smile. With slow deliberation, he rolls Johnny over onto his front, grabs Reb’s legs, and locks in his patented Jackpot. The ref is there immediately, asking Johnny if he’s ready to tap. Reb shakes his head in vehement denial and struggles against the hold, looking for a way out.

Zach Davis: This is it for Johnny Reb. There is absolutely no way out of this hold if Doc has it locked in, and it looks like… Wait! Maybe not!

The audience starts to clap rhythmically, chanting Johnny’s name. He seems to take renewed strength from this, pushing himself up from the canvas, gradually clawing his way toward the ring ropes, mere inches from his outstretched fingers. Face red with the strain, he reaches for the bottom rope… and misses, as Doc drags him away again.

Shannan Lerch: Nope, I think… Hang on! YES! That split second it took for Doc to reposition was all Johnny needed to break the hold!

Zach Davis: That may be, Shannan, but he looks exhausted from the effort. It took everything out of him just to escape that submission attempt. All Doc has to do now… is climb the ropes, I guess, since that’s what he’s doing.

Indeed he is. Doc perches on the turnbuckle, staring triumphantly down at his injured and weakened opponent. Reb kneels on the mat, still trying to catch his breath. He effects not to notice Henry’s position. Doc waits just a moment longer, and then dives off – at which point, Johnny rises to his feet, catching Henry in midair, and using Doc’s own momentum to drive him face first into the mat.

Shannan Lerch: Oooh! Nice use of subterfuge, there! And Reb with the pin!

ONE …

TWO …

THR – NO!

Zach Davis: Henry kicks out! I don’t believe it! Neither does the Inveterate Confederate!

Reb slaps the mat with both hands in frustration. Both men climb back to their feet, a little shaky. They rush one another again, but their strikes lack the usual force, each having expended too much energy from the moment the bell rang. Without warning, Doc brings a knee up to Johnny’s groin, dropping him to his knees once more. Seeming to get a second wind, Henry steps onto the ropes and then springs to the side of the Cell and starts climbing. Johnny is up and after him just seconds later.

Shannan Lerch: What the hell are they doing now? This doesn’t look smart – or safe!

Zach Davis: Safe isn’t exactly the name of the game here, Shannan. It’s called Hell in a Cell for a reason…

Doc slows, appearing to deliberately allow Reb to catch up to him. Henry levels a punch at Johnny, who returns with one of his own. Clinging to the side of the Cell, the two trade a few shots, but without any real strength behind them. Without warning, Doc wraps one arm around Johnny’s waist and the other around his neck, using his own body weight in an effort to choke him out. Reb’s response is instinctive – he lets go of the Cell and kicks off. There is dead silence throughout the arena. Time itself seems to stand still as the two struggling opponents arc through the air… only to crash hard onto the canvas below.

Shannan Lerch: Jesus Christ! Oh my god… I think they’re dead! Someone stop the match! Get the medics in there, now!

Zach Davis: Hang on, Shannan…they’re still breathing. I think. Wait… yes! The Confederate Champ is stirring… But Johnny Reb appears to be out cold.

With a disoriented expression on his face, Doc struggles to a kneeling position and looks around, taking stock of the situation. A wicked smile tugs at his lips. Henry locks eyes with the ref, standing a safe distance away and still taken aback by what he just witnessed. Doc rises unsteadily to his feet, putting a foot on Johnny’s chest as he gestures imperiously at the official…who obediently slides in to start the count.

ONE …

TWO …

THREE !!!

Shannan Lerch: I… don’t believe it! Doc Henry… has beaten the Inveterate Confederate, in a match of Reb’s own choosing!

The Cell is lifted. Doc stands over Johnny, raising his Confederate Title high in victory, ignoring the jeers of the crowd.

Zach Davis: Can’t say it’s exactly an unexpected turn of events, Shannan. We’ve long known that Doc Henry will do anything in his power to win…and it looks like tonight, it was more than enough!

Shannan Lerch: Is this it? Is this finally the conclusion of the feud to end all feuds?

Zach Davis: Not only that…is this the end of Reb’s career? I guess we’ll find out next week…

Brad Kane Interview

Pan to backstage locker room of Brad Kane for the interview that the people of the world wanted. Brad sits in his chair with a scruffy looking beard right now. Sitting next to him is Kyle Steel, cards in his hand for the interview. Brad has this general look of not wanting to even do this, but it was forced onto him.

Kyle Steel: Good evening WCF fans, this is Kyle Steel sitting here in the home of Brad Kane tonight where we will discussing numerous things.

A moment of pause from Kyle.

Kyle Steel: First of all it is great to be here Brad, and this is a fantastic home you have. Despite the pain in your family I have never felt more welcome.

Brad Kane: Good.

Kyle looks a little uneasy at the moment while he gives Brad a glance.

Kyle Steel: Look I think I speak for everyone in the WCF family when we're all so sor...

Brad raises his hand into the air to cut Kyle off from speaking.

Brad Kane: I don't need your fuckin' pity or your sorrows.

The cards shift a little bit in Kyle's hands as he clears his throat, continuing on with the interview.

Kyle Steel: As we know the last few months have been really hard for you. The neck surgery and now this falls into your lap. How do you manage to even muster up the strength to think about wrestling right now?

A long, disgusted sigh is released from Brad's mouth as he looks inside for the words to speak. Kyle keeps his serious interviewer face on waiting for the response.

Brad Kane: The rehab and waiting to get cleared was a pain in the ass. Not as big as what I have to do now but still a pain in the ass. Doc said it's almost a miracle about how well my neck is right now after the surgery. Suppose I have to be given something right now that's good in life.

Another card falls to the wayside. Brad tilts his head back really wanting to get this one over with.

Kyle Steel: What did Timebomb feel like?

Brad Kane: It was a match. A match that I won. I was glad to help the kid as I said numerous times by now. Learn to pay attention.

Kyle Steel: So then I suppose it's a bad thing to ask how it felt when the two of you lost them a week ago...?

Facepalm time. Brad shakes his head and mutters something to himself before looking at Kyle.

Brad Kane: Who came up with this shit? Are you honestly this retarded to ask me crap like this? How do you think it felt? I sign my papers before I left and we end up losing? Fuck me...

The room stays uncomfortably silent for a moment or two until Kyle feels ready enough to ask the next question.

Kyle Steel: Why Roy Speede at XIII. I'm sure that a lot of people, Speede included, remember your match last year at a XIII in which you destroyed his then friend. Is this finishing the job or what?

Brad Kane: I heard a rumor that Speede wanted me. After what he did on Sunday night, I got no problem stepping into the ring with him. If it wasn't for that little pissant and his distraction I might still be a Tag Team Champion with FPV but nope. If FPV can't get the job done at Explosion, I damn sure will at XIII.

Another moment or two between questions at Kyle looks more and more nervous to even open his mouth.

Kyle Steel: Is there a reason for the Master of Horrors?

Brad Kane: I feel like destroying something. Speede just happens to be the unlucky son of a bitch. If he wants a taste of what he has coming, someone advise him to go back to Payback 2009 I think it was when I nearly killed Kevin Hardaway. Might hated him at the time but I respected him. Imagine what I'll do to a man who I don't respect.

Kyle Steel: Why don't you respect him?

Brad Kane: ...I don't feel the need to answer that right now.

Kyle sighs loudly as he's only trying to do his job. Brad looks ready to beat the piss out of him.

Kyle Steel: So here is what everyone wants to know. The divorce of your long time wife, Megan. Why?

Brad Kane: She was sleeping around on me. Simple as that. Despite some of things we've done, it was always consenual when our best friends would offer something as such. But what she did was leave the house at random times during the day, come home while smelling like sex. I hired someone to follow her for a few months and go a lot of evidence.

Kyle Steel: Were they anyone you knew?

Brad Kane: Some of them were yes. Some of the men were people I have worked with in other wrestling promotions. I'd go out to the ring and she'd be back there working on them. I nearly caught her a few times but what proof did I have?

Both men take a few moments to collect their thoughts before continuing on. Neither of them look super comfortable though.

Kyle Steel: Any idea why this happened?

Brad Kane: I honestly don't know. It's just... I don't know if she's just messed up or what it was but I can't figure out why she did this. Maybe things just changed over time and I never noticed. Suppose I'll never really know.

Kyle Steel: What about the kids? I'm sure they're really upset at what's happened.

Brad slowly begins to nod his head, trying to keep his emotions in check.

Brad Kane: Yeah they weren't too thrilled with this either. It's hard the most on the youngest two. They're turning three in a couple of months and they keep looking around for mommy even though she's not here. It's just so heartbreaking to know that Megan doesn't care about what her own children think about her now. My oldest was breaking every single picture he could find that had her in it. What do you think that says about how they feel? They feel betrayed by a woman who was supposed to love them.

Brad takes a moment to pause before going on.

Brad Kane: I mean she willingly gave them to me. No court stuff involved, I get full custody in exchange for most of the property I own. I even have to sign up my bar that I owned to Megan. I've lost quite a bit in this.

Kyle Steel: It sounds like it.

Brad Kane: That's why I'm moving my family away from San Diego soon. She still lives there and I don't want to go down the street and see her face. There's no telling what I might do. Don't need any bad press right now as I'm trying to piece together the remains right now. Just a fresh start is what I need.

Kyle nods his head in understanding.

Kyle Steel: Anything else you'd like to say?

Brad Kane: I... I just need to get my mind off of things right now, you know?

Once more Kyle nods his head. Brad stands up and grabs a chair and throws it across the room before leaving, slamming the door shut behind him. Kyle looks at the camera and shrugs his shoulders as that's it.

Hardcore Title Match
Oblivion vs Gravedigger
Stretcher Match

Ringside cameras pan around the around the ring, showing stretchers. The crowd is in a frenzy!! Sitting ringside are several members of the street gang MS-13. The cameras pan towards the ringside commentators. The fans behind Zach and Shannan are going aboslutely nuts, as they display their signs.

Shannan Lerch: Alright!! We are coming up to one of the matches, people have been talking about all week!! This should one of the most brutal and violent matches in recent history!!

Zach Davis: That's right Shannan! This one will be a match people will talking about for years. This match has so much personal undertones to it!! "The Monster" Oblivion is going up against "The Epitome of Hardcore" Gravedigger in a Stretcher Match for the WCF Hardcore Championship!

Shannan Lerch: There is a lot of personal issues, involving in this match. Oblivion attacked Chester, a member of MS-13.

Zach Davis: For months, these two have been going after each other. Oblivion has been playing mind games with Gravedigger. While, the Hardcore Champion has been laying low, waiting for his time to gain an opportunity to seek revenge!!

Shannan Lerch: MS-13 even put out a bounty out on Oblivion's head!! This has gone completely out of the boundaries of professional wrestling.

Zach Davis: It has been way-ay-ay out of control!! In the history of professional wrestling, I haven't seen anything this personal!! People are getting hurt. Even JJ was mentally tortured by Oblivion!! Things have been way out of control and I'm afraid someone could easily get seriously or even permanently injured, ton....

Shannan Lerch: Sorry, Zach!! Didn't mean to cut you off!! It seems, we have Hank Brown, backstage!!

A backstage cameraman is backstage, as Hank Brown stands there.

Hank Brown: Yes, Hank and Shannan I have with me the number one contender for the WCF Hardcore Championsh-....

Oblivion walks up and snatches the mic away from Hank. Standing with Oblivion is the rest of the Angels of Death, Night Rider and Kendrik "The Juggernaut" Masters. Some of the new transformed Gathering are standing behin everyone with their arms crossed. There are some of The Gathering that hadn't been transformed and are causing havoc, backstage. they completely tearing things down and completely destroying everything they get their hands on. The Vixens are just huddled in a corner, making out, almost on the verge of having sex. The crowd is egging them on! The AoD have pissed look on their faces.

Oblivion: Oblivion told everyone that IT wasn't going to fly off the handle when it came to the "Dangerous" Don situation!! But, God damn it!! That's not Oblivion style!! IT cannot control... FUCK THIS!! Gravedigger!! Tonight stretcher match!! Once again we go out there and almost kill each other!!! We both have reason to want the other dead!! Not, just laid up in the hospital. NO, IT MEANS.... D.E.A.D!! DEAD!!! We both enjoy watching each squirm in pain. Writhe around in misery. It makes The Monster grin from ear to ear watching you weep for your worthless brother!! In fact, it makes Oblivion laugh!! IT should of killed him!! IT wanted to kill him!! Why didn't Oblivion?!?! Don't know!! If IT knew what you assholes was going to do to Don DeBeers, in hindsight, Oblivion should of butchered your little pathetic bitch-ass brother and sent his body parts to different locations and make your sorry asses search for them!! You should heard your brother, crying like a little bitch. PERRA!!

Oblivion spats next to ITself.

Oblivion: Begging Oblivion to spare his pathetic life!! Tonight, IT has AoD backing IT up against you and your punk ass bitches!! By the dirt on all your knees, we know how you've been celebrating your victories!! True "homeboys". The last time you talked, you had a little somethin'-somethin' on the corner of your mouth... bitch!! Tonight, we throw down!! Tonight.... GRAVEDIGGERS GETS HIS ASS KICKED!!! GRAVEDIGGER LEAVES THE ARENA ON A STRE-E-E-E-ETCHER.... BII-ITCHEEE-ES-SS-S!!!

Oblivion throws the mic at the direction of Hank Brown, who stands there bewildered.

Zach Davis: Wow!! This match is gonna get nasty!!

Shannan Lerch: Yea!! More like beyond nasty!!

The lights go out. Oblivion by Mastodon begins to play.

Zach Davis: Here comes the challenger....

The thunderous combination of the guitars, bass, and drums explode through the arena's speakers.

I flew beyond the sun before it was time
Burning all the gold that held me inside my shell
Waiting for you to pull me back in
I almost had the world in my sight
Lost love, bright eyes fading
Faster than stars falling
How can I tell you that I've failed
Tell you I failed...

Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
Leaving you behind with my lonesome song
Now I'm lost in Oblivion.

Kyle Steel: This match up will a STRETCHER MATCH and it's for the WCF Hardcore Championship!! Weighing in at 305 pounds, the challenger, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!

There are a mixture of cheers and boos, more cheers than boos. The crowd stands onto their feet and rush towards the security railings. Oblivion slowly slinks out to the entrance stage, low to the ground. The Wells Fargo Arena explodes with cheers and some boos. Oblivion has it's arms extended outward, with it's index fingers pointing out. The Vixen are nearly undressed, as they come slithering out and walks next to Oblivion. The Vixen are dressed with bra-like bikini tops, with very short skirts. They have glitter plastered everywhere. Their makeup is smeared, but maintained to be very attractive.

Zach Davis: The Vixens look extra lovely tonight!!

Shannan Lerch: Creepy little hos!!

The guitar solo begins, lazers flash throughout the arena. Thunder-like sounds rattle the arena, as lighting strike-like sounds shake the foundation of The Wells Fargo Arena. The music continues to thrash as The Vixen are divided in two groups. As, one group are twirling around with the insanity of the music, while the other group, of The Vixen are thrashing with the music. Their energy has the Coliseum going completely crazy!

Oblivion slowly stands up, with it's arms extended outward, spins around. Oblivion, The Vixen, and The Gathering get to ringside. As IT pops IT's neck, Oblivion holds IT's arms outward. The Vixen rub their hands all over Oblivion's well sculpted abdominal muscles. A couple of girls begin to french kiss. The Gathering continues to slink around, tormenting the crowd, nearby. Oblivion proceeds to slide under the ring ropes and is walking over to a corner. The half naked women slide into the ring, in various sexual manners. Oblivion climbs up to the second turnbuckle and is raising IT's arms to an mostly cheering crowd. Oblivion jumps down and walks over to the center of the ring. The smaller Gathering slithers away under the ring, while the monstrous Gathering are in the ring with Oblivion and The Vixens. Several thousand cameras flash throughout the arena, as Oblivion strikes a muscular pose, with The Vixen rubbing all over Oblivion. The muscular Gathering pose, as well. All of the women, of The Vixen, begin to kiss. The smaller Gathering peak, from under the ring, as they begin to snarl and bark, while white foam drips out of their mouths.

NOW I'M LOST IN OBLIVION!!!

Zach Davis: That was the challenger. Now, it's time for the champion!!

“Change” by Deftones starts playing on the speakers and as if on cue, the crowd starts booing heavily.

Shannan Lerch: I gotta ask, has Gravedigger ever really been cheered in his career?

Zach Davis: Well, for the first 3 or 4 months of his stint as Hector Rodriguez he was, but that was only because no one knew it was Gravedigger under the mask.

After a few seconds, Gravedigger walks out from the back, leading the way. The hardcore title is strapped around his waist and there’s a difference with Gravedigger this time, he’s wearing black and white face paint. He smirks like always as he stands on top of the ramp, soon joined by Adrian, Dobbie, and two of the muscled freaks from MS-13.

Zach Davis: Gravedigger going old school with the face paint.

Shannan Lerch: Is he going back to the way he used to be with The Dark Side? Or is this more to do with the 20 year anniversary of his twin sister’s death?

Gravedigger and the rest of MS-13 walks down the ramp at a slow pace, Gravedigger soaking in the jeers from the crowd in attendance. The group finally reaches ringside. Gravedigger stops and stares at Oblivion who is standing on the other side of the ring, looking back at Gravedigger intently. Gravedigger and Dobbie walk up the ring steps and climb into the ring while Adrian walks over to the side and pulls himself up into the ring. Gravedigger perches up on one of the turnbuckles, unsnaps the hardcore title from around his waist and hoists it high. He looks over his shoulder at Oblivion and grins, talking trash. Oblivion sneers at Gravedigger. Gravedigger finally hops down from the turnbuckle as the music fades out. Dobbie and Adrian hop out of the ring and the referee takes the hardcore title from Gravedigger as Oblivion quickly slides into the ring.

Shannan Lerch: As everyone can see, there are plenty of stretchers around the ring. This match will be for the records books, for sure!!

Zach Davis: Oh and here come the MS-13 members that bought their tickets and the one who bought their tickets in the first place…Diagur!

Diagur can be seen walking through the crowd, with several thuggish and muscular looking Hispanic men trailing behind him. The large group walks down the steps and to the ringside area and takes their seats amidst boos for both them and Gravedigger in the ring. The referee finally signals for the bell.

[DING!!-DING!!]

Oblivion and Gravedigger charge at each other. The Wells Fargo Arena shifts off it's foundation, as both beasts collide into each other. Both combatants begin to throw thunderous meaty fists at each other.

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: A massive knee by Oblivion into the mid-section of the hardcore champion.

THUMP!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion follows it up with a double fist to the back of the neck of Gravedigger!!

Oblivion picks up Gravedigger, by the hair and flings him towards a corner. Gravedigger hits hard off the turnbuckle.

WHAM!!

With the momentum, coming from the force of the impact of colliding with the corner, Gravedigger comes flying out, from the corner and nails Oblivion with a clothesline. Oblivion gets back up...

WHAM!!!

Zach Davis: Another clothesline from the champion!!

Gravedigger picks up Oblivion...

WOO-OOSH-WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: A hard hitting belly to belly suplex on Oblivion!!

Gravedigger grabs Oblivion by the mask and tosses him towards the ropes. Oblivion bounces off the ropes, screaming like a madman...

WHOO-OOSH-WHIFF!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion misses with a massive clothesline!!

Oblivion rushes towards the ropes and bounces off of them and races towards Gravedigger who just leapfrogs over the Monster. Both men bounce off the ropes and....

WOO-OO-OOSH-WHAM!-THUD!!

Crowd: OUUU-U-U!!

Shannan Lerch: Double clothesline!! Both men are down!!

Both Oblivion and Gravedigger are slowly moving, until they see one another. They begin to scramble up, to get to their feet. they fly into each other....

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion hits Gravedigger with a belly to belly suplex toss!!

Oblivion slowly and methodically stalks Gravedigger. The crowd's thunderous cheers shake the arena. Oblivion grabs Gravedigger and places him against the turnbuckles...

WHAM-THUMP-WHAM-STRIKE-WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is nailing Gravedigger with multiple strikes, including fists, knees and kicks!!

Gravedigger slumps down. Oblivion drops to his knees and begins to choke Gravedigger, who hangs over the bottom ring rope. Gravedigger continues to hang over the bottom ring rope when Oblivion stands up and climbs up the turnbuckles!!

Zach Davis: What does Oblivion have in mind!!

Shannan Lerch: Who knows Zach!! Only Oblivion does!!

Oblivion climbs up to the top turnbuckle and flies off. As Oblivion flies in the air, the Wells Fargo Arena is quiet. you can hear a pin drop.....

WHOO-OO-OOSH-WHAM-THUD!!!

The arena goes completely unhinged as Oblivion legdrops Gravedigger's neck and chest area, causing him to fall out of the ring. Gravedigger lands ringside. The multiple MS-13 members stand up to check on Gravedigger!!

Shannan Lerch: Here comes Oblivion!!

Oblivion grabs for Gravedigger, but the hardcore champion, out of instinct jams a thumb into Oblivion's left eye. The hardcore champion grabs his much hated rival and rams IT's back into the security railing.

Zach Davis: UH-OH!! Oblivion is in a bad spot!!

Gravedigger begins to stomp down onto Oblivion. The Monster begins to slump down, as the members of MS-13 are talking trash at Oblivion.

Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger walks over to Oblivion and grabs him....

SPEW-EW-EW-EW!!!

Zach Davis: BLUE HAZE MIST!! Right in the eyes of Gravedigger!! Wait a minute!!!

At that particular moment, the gang members of MS-13 begin to swing at Oblivion, who spins around and grabs for IT's throat, to as if get ready to spew out another Blue Haze Mist. The MS-13 members back down, but still throw debris at Oblivion.

Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger is staggering around and swinging wildly.

Oblivion mocks Gravedigger and...

POP!!

Oblivion hits Gravedigger with a quick right jab.

POP!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion hist Gravedigger with another right jab.

As Gravedigger is temporarily blinded, the MS-13 is giving him instructions. That causes Oblivion to walk over to MS-13 and spat at them...

Crowd: Ou-u-u!!

Oblivion walks over to Gravedigger and as The Monster was about to grab the champion....

WHAM!!!!

CLOTHESLINE!!

Gravedigger wipes the majority of the mist away from his eyes. Squinting, he grabs for Oblivion who is feeling the effects of crashing down on the ringside mats, from that clothesline. Gravedigger picks up Oblivion and....

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP!!

Gravedigger begins to look under the ring, but one of the members of MS-13 whistles at Gravedigger, which causes him to turn around.

Zach Davis: One of the members of MS-13 just handed Gravedigger a metal chair!!

Oblivion slowly staggers up...

WOO-OO-OOSH-WHAM-CLANGGG!!!!!

Zach Davis: Gravedigger just clobbered Oblivion with that damn chair!!

CLANGGG!!!

Shannan Lerch: Another chair shot!!!

CLANG-WHOO-OOSHWHAM-CLANG!!

Gravedigger smashes the chair against the skull of Oblivion then nails The Monster with a ddt against the chair.

Zach Davis: What's Gravedigger doing?

Gravedigger walk over and is dragging one of the stretchers over.

Shannan Lerch: He is about to end this match, by placing Oblivion on that stretcher...

WHAM!!

the crowd explodes with cheers as Oblivion fights off Gravedigger and hits him with a straight fist to the face.

Zach Davis: What the Hell?!

Oblivion stands up, on the stretcher and....

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!!

Crowd: WHOA!!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion just clobbered Gravedigger with a flying enziguiri off the stretcher!!

Both men are ringside. Oblivion picks up Gravedigger and proceeds to Irish-whip him into....

CLANGGGG!!!!

...right into the ringside steps. Oblivion takes this opportunity to grab for that same chair, that was used on IT earlier.

CLANGGG!!-CLANGGG!-CLANGGG!!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion is smashing that chair, like a maniac, over the body of Gravedigger!!!

Oblivion picks up a stunned Gravedigger and...

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: T-BONE SUPLEX!! What's that crazy some bitch gonna do next?!

Oblivion walks over to the ringpost, with chair in hand and proceeds to climb up to the top turnbuckle....

WHOO-OO-OSH-CLANGGG!!!

Crowd: Holy shit!!!

Zach Davis: My God!! Oblivion risked life and limb, just to fly off that top turnbuckle and smash that chair right across the face and head of Gravedigger!!

Oblivion slowly picks up Gravedigger, who all of a sudden, musters up enough strength to scream out a primal scream and shoves Oblivion back right into the edge of the announcer's table.

Shannan Lerch: I think it's time we leave!!

Both Shannan and Zach leave the announcer's table area.

WHAM!!-WHAM!!-WHAM!!

Gravedigger thumps Oblivion with three good fists. The champion removes the table covering and tosses it down.

POKE!!!

Oblivion, in a desperate move, pokes Gravedigger in the right eye, with a thumb. The Monster takes the announce table covering and smashes it over Gravedigger's head. The champion drops to one knee....

WHAM!!!

Oblivion hits Gravedigger with a ddt. Oblivion doesn't waste any time as he grabs for Gravedigger....

WHAM!!!

Crowd: Ouu-u-u!!

Both Shannan and Zach are fitted with new headsets as they talk away from the commentary table.

Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger just hit Oblivion with a low blow!!

Gravedigger grabs for the stretcher and....

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: SONOFABITCH!! The hardcore champion just smashed the stretcher over Oblivion, who drops to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

The champion picks up Oblivion and pops him on the mid-section, before....

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM-THUD!!!

Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger just executed a powerbomb on Oblivion right in front of us.

Gravedigger grabs a camera cable and begins to wrap it around Oblivion's throat and he pulls two opposite ends of the cable and proceeds to squeeze the life out of Oblivion.

Crowd: LET'S GO OBLIVION!!<clap-clap!!> <clap-clap-clap!!> LET'S GO OBLIVION!!<clap-clap!!> <clap-clap-clap!!> LET'S GO OBLIVION!!<clap-clap!!> <clap-clap-clap!!>

Gravedigger let's go of the cable.

Zach Davis: What's going on?! It seems there's trouble brewing!!

Night Rider and Kendrik Masters are talking smack to the gang members of MS-13. Debris is being thrown and threats are being made. the surrounding crowd are encouraging the two groups to fight!

Gravedigger grabs a limp Oblivion and proceeds to....

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion just got nailed with a swinging neckbreaker!!

Gravedigger grabs Oblivion and throws him towards, on and over the commentary table.

Zach Davis: Oblivion flies over the table. Glad we moved out of the way!!

Oblivion tries to stand, but...

Shannan Lerch: Hey, they weren't supposed to get involved!!

A couple of the members of MS-13 grabs Oblivion and proceeds to pound the chest of Oblivion, while another member is choking Oblivion with a thick chain. A fourth member is smashing a fist onto Oblivion face.

Zach Davis: Well, Gravedigger did promise they would be involved!

The gang members finally stop attacking Oblivion as Gravedigger walks over. Gravedigger picks Oblivion up and starts wailing away at him on the head with closed fists. Gravedigger looks around at the crowd and points at the mat on the outside. He puts Oblivion into position for a…

Zach Davis: Gravedigger is going for a Respecto, this could really hurt Oblivion’s chances in this match.

Gravedigger lifts Oblivion up, but Oblivion manages to shift his weight and brings Gravedigger down with a single arm DDT out of nowhere! The crowd roars and Adrian looks pissed off to the side. The camera cuts to Diagur who winces in pain. Oblivion and Gravedigger are both laid out on the outside and Adrian has had enough. MS-13 is calling for blood from their ringside seats. Adrian walks over and picks Oblivion up. He nails him with a few rights, tearing into him. The MS-13 members at ringside are calling for Oblivion’s head. Adrian suddenly turns to them and tosses Oblivion into the crowd. The crowd of MS-13 members lift him up and start crowd surfing Oblivion! They drop him in the middle and all you can see is a swarm of people hitting and kicking at someone in the center, obviously it’s Oblivion.

Zach Davis: Oh Hell, here comes AoD!!

Night Rider and Kendrik Masters come flying across and begin throw fists at the MS-13.

Shannan Lerch: but, there is so-o-o many of MS-13!! It looks as if Rider and Masters are out number, at least two to one!!

The crowd cheers!!

Zach Davis: HERE COMES WCF SECURITY!!

The WCF Security is in complete riot gear!! They fly over and assist the AoD. MS-13 jump over the security railing and now a complete riot is happening, with at least 25 plus people fighting.

Shannan Lerch: This is complete chaos!! Like, oh.... my... God!! Look at all the destruction!!

WCF Security and AoD are fighting tooth and nail with the members of MS-13!!

Zach Davis: And now, like it really mattered!! Dobbie and Adrian are now, in the mix!!

The cluster of flying feet and fist are fighting up the ramp. The crowd is in an uproar of complete frenzy. Everyone in the Wells Fargo Arena are up on their feet screaming and cheering!!

Oblivion is finally tossed back over the railing to ringside by a couple of members of MS-13. Gravedigger is barely standing and he looks down at Oblivion with a sinister grin on his face. He walks Oblivion over and puts him back onto the commentary table where they were at earlier. Oblivion summons some last amounts of strength as he fights off Gravedigger, knowing this could spell the end for him in this match.

Oblivion and Gravedigger are on the commentary table, matching punch per punch and kick per kick, until....

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: EMBALMER!!

Zach Davis: The hardcore champion just executed a picture perfect reverse death valley driver right on the commentary table!!
Shannan Lerch: Oh wow, no he didn’t, he missed the table and Oblivion lands on the mat outside, he could be paralyzed from that!! Wait, who is that jumping out from the crowd?!?

A big muscular man wearing a toboggan, a black tank top and a pair of black windbreaker pants comes from out of the crowd.

Zach Davis: Oh wow, that’s Mike D!! One of Gravedigger’s best friends and former bodyguard!

Shannan Lerch: It’s been a couple of years since we’ve seen this monster of a man!

Mike D walks over to Oblivion who isn’t even moving after the Embalmer missed the table. He picks him up like a rag doll and rolls him onto the table. Gravedigger grins at Mike D who tells him to get off the table. Gravedigger jumps down and walks over to a stretcher and brings it over. Mike D climbs up onto the table with Oblivion very carefully and puts Oblivion onto his shoulders.

Zach Davis: What is this hu-u-uge monster of a man going to do?!?

WHOO-O-OOSH-WHAM-KLABOO-OOIEE-E-E!!!

The table shatter into several pieces, as dust and other particles go everywhere!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!

Shannan Lerch: Mike D just hit a F-5 on Oblivion!!

Gravedigger and Mike D grab a knocked out Oblivion and they place The Monster onto the stretcher....

Zach Davis: Oh wow, there’s no resistance from Oblivion. He was just devastated by the hardcore champion and the returning Mike D just fed Oblivion a face full of splinters.

Shannan Lerch: They’re pushing Oblivion around the ringside towards the ramp, Oblivion is out. There’s no way he’s going to get out of this is he?

Gravedigger and Mike D start pushing the stretcher up the ramp.

DING!!-DING!!-DING!!

Zach Davis: That's it!! Gravedigger has successfully retained his championship!!

Shannan Lerch: UH-OH!! More bad news for Oblivion!!

Two men in white coats with Withlacoochie Mental Facility on their uniforms, walk down the aisle and slowly pushes the gurney up the ramp!!

Zach Davis: Looks like Gravedigger was right!! Oblivion is on his way back to The Facility!!

World Title Match
Sarah Twilight vs Jonny Fly

We are shown a picture of Jonny Fly on the left side of the screen and Sarah Twilight on the right, The WCF World Title in the center of the screen as we prepare for our main event.

Zach Davis: Finally the moment we've been waiting for has arrived as perhaps the two hottest rookies in WCF history get set to tangle with one another!

Shannan Lerch: Jonny Fly burst onto the scene back in November and hasn't slowed down since. He quickly captured the Television Championship and proved to be unbeatable. Now he sits perched atop the mountain with the grandest prize of them all and he looks to cement a legacy unlike no other!

Zach Davis: He certainly has an impressive resume! Now his opponent, Sarah Twilight. She's only been here for a few short weeks and has gotten noticed rather quickly. Earning herself a shot at the world championship in just two weeks! If she is able tot put Fly away here tonight, she will certainly be cementing her own legacy here in the WCF. Not only as it's first female champion, but also as the fasting rising star in our history.

Shannan Lerch: Well folks we are here and now. No more speculation, no more talk. This match is set to happen and it's set to happen now! Let's take it down to the ring to Kyle.

Zach Davis: I am so excited!

Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is our MAIN EVENT, scheduled for one fall!! And it is for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship!!!

Huge eruption from the crowd.

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

Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the challenger....hailing from Los Angeles, California and weighing in at 142 pounds......she is The ONLY ONE WHO MATTERS IN PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING.....I give you, "The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!!!!

Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening cheers and actually looks a bit surprised by this as she certainly did not expect such a reaction. She stands poised on the stage, raising her arms over her head as the crowd goes absolutely ballistic with cheers. A flurry of fireworks explode in rapid succession around the entire video wall, ending with a finale of explosions high above her near the rafters. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring as the crowd continues to cheer her on. She steps inside, ignoring the unusual crowd reaction as pyros now shoot off from the ringposts and Sarah stands in the center of the ring, she holds her arms skyward, signifying undoubted victory as the crowd's cheers become even LOUDER.

Shannan Lerch: A very odd reaction for Sarah Twilight tonight. The fans here in Philadelphia are behind the Mistress of Mischief for whatever reason, and they are making that clear!

Zach Davis: This is die hard wrestling country! Sarah Twilight has the chance to make history here tonight and become the first ever female World Champion our company has ever seen! People get behind that. That, and the fact that most of these idiots can't recognize that Jonny Fly is awesome!

Shannan Lerch: Either way, it would appear as if Twilight isn't very concerned with the reaction she's getting. She looks ready, Zach!

Zach Davis: And she should be! This is the big dance. And she's going to need to bring her A-game in order to force the upset with Jonny Fly here tonight.

The lights in the arena go out. Blackness is all that prevails around as the crowd anxiously stirs. After a few seconds, blue strobes emerge on the stage zooming around in no particular pattern. The strobes center themselves onto the stage, overlapping themselves and…don’t illuminate anything…

Zach Davis: Wait, where is Fly?

Shannan Lerch: IS HE ACTUALLY NO-SHOWING!?

Zach Davis: Control yourself, Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: I need my Jonny Fly fix!

The lights in the arena turn back on and the crowd begins to boo. The booing becomes louder and louder with each passing second as nothing happens. After a few more suspense filled moments the lights turn back off. The words ‘The Dynasty’ appear in bold italic lettering on the jumbotron as the beginning of “Requiem for a Tower” begins to play. A single spotlight turns on and illuminates the silhouette of a man standing on the stage. As the song hits the 50 second mark and the music picks up the lights come on revealing WCF World Champion Jonny Fly.

Shannan Lerch: There he is! The WORLD CHAMPION OF MY DREAMS!

Kyle Steel: And her opponent, from New York, New York...weighing in at 225 pounds....he is the current reigning and defending WCF World Heavyweight Champion "The Dynasty" JONNY FLY!!!

Fly stands with the WCF World Heavyweight Championship around his waist and his eyes directly fixed on Sarah Twilight inside the ring. Fly stands motionless on the stage as the jumbotron changes to the words ‘This is the Era of Jonny Fly.’ The music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Jonny Fly. His eyes remain fixed on his opponent. Slowly and deliberately he begins to make his way toward the ring. The music picks up one last time and Fly stops at the bottom of the ramp with his eyes still directly fixed on Sarah Twilight. He cracks his trademark arrogant smirk causing another negative reaction from the crowd. Fly unwraps his World Title belt and nonchalantly tosses it off to the side, refusing to bring it into the ring. He walks toward the ring steps and uses them to elevate himself into the ring, and to signal the start of the Explosion Main Event.

Shannan Lerch: Here we go!

Zach Davis: Things are about to get violent, I just know it!

Senior Referee, Stanley Moser collects the WCF World Title and holds it high in the air for everyone to see. After handing it off to the time keeper he calls for the bell. Jonny Fly, being the arrogant man that he is, clasps his hands together behind him and leans forward as if offering Sarah Twilight the "first shot." This garners some serious heat from the crowd who begin to show their disdain. However, Sarah simply smirks and headbutts Fly right on the bridge of the nose! Fly immediately brings his hands up to his nose, probably lucky if it isn't broken. It doesn't take long for him to realize that was a bad call. Though he isn't given any time to recuperate as Sarah takes him into the ropes for an Irish whip. On the return, she takes him over with a powerslam and stays with him for the cover. Moser gets into position.

One!

Two!

Thre....NO!

Fly pushes a shoulder up off the mat before three.

Shannan Lerch: Sarah Twilight not wasting ANY time! She almost ended it ALREADY!

Zach Davis: It will take a lot more than that to put Jonny Fly away. Though I do believe she has his attention now.

Shannan Lerch: My Jonny has a whole lot left!

Zach Davis: Why don't you just go and propose already? Sheesh!

Fly was obviously taken off guard. But any misconceptions he had were quickly placed to rest. Now this was going to be about business. The look in his eyes as he rolls to his knees tell a story. If Sarah wanted a fight, then he would give her a fight......or not? The crowd begins to boo like rabid dogs as Fly rolls himself out of the ring and forcibly grabs the World Championship from the timekeeper. He decides now that he does not need to defend his championship here tonight and begins around the ring and right back up the entrance ramp. Moser begins his ten count and Sarah looks PISSED!

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Shannan Lerch: He's just leaving like that?

Zach Davis: He's the world champion, he can do what he wants!

Sarah exits the ring, giving chase. When she reaches Fly, he turns around suddenly and NAILS her with a clothesline that sends the back of her head bouncing off the entrance ramp. The crowd's boos are elevated. Moser continues his count.

Five!

Six!

Seven!

Fly brings a very dazed Sarah back toward the ring and rolls her inside as Moser gets to an eight count. Fly taunts the crowd, allowing Moser to reach a count of nine before actually entering the ring himself. He drops down for the cover on Sarah and hooks the leg, glancing up at Moser with a very coy grin. Moser slides into position and the crowd is definitely showing it's disdain for the champion.

One!

Two!

Thre.....NO!

Sarah is able to kick out.

Shannan Lerch: And our champion able to turn the tables with a very cunning strategy. Leading Twilight on and luring her in to capitalize.

Zach Davis: Just another example of the short cuts he takes.

Shannan Lerch: If it creates an opportunity and earns him victory, that is SMART!

Zach Davis: You really have to stop drinking the Kool-Aid!

Fly pulls himself back to his feet after the pinfall attempt and he hauls Sarah to hers, sending her into the turnbuckle HARD with an Irish whip. Her back hits it with extreme velocity and it causes her to stumble forward into a European uppercut courtesy of the World Champ. Once again, Fly takes this opportunity to taunt the crowd. He points down at Sarah and laughs. Showcasing the fact that he is in control of the match.

Shannan Lerch: An early explosion of fury from Sarah Twilight that has been extinguished by my Jonny Fly. He seems to have things well in hand right now.

Zach Davis: Could he have been right? I mean, all of this hype for Sarah Twilight and right now, Jonny Fly is schooling her inside of the ring. Perhaps this was a mistake on the part of Seth?

Shannan Lerch: I think he knew what he was doing. Right now, this is proving ground. Either Jonny Fly is going to end this quickly and call it a night; proving that Sarah did not belong in the ring with him, which is what I think. Or, Sarah Twilight is going to prove that she does indeed live up to the hype and take Jonny Fly to his limits, perhaps capturing the World Championship in record time. But that is doubtful.

Fly reaches down and grabs a handful of Sarah's red locks to again haul her back to a vertical base and deliver more punishment. However, she instead pulls him down into an inside cradle pinning combination and the crowd goes wild! Moser once again gets himself into position.

One!

Two!

Kickout by Fly!

Both Fly and Twilight roll to their feet after yet another swift pinning attempt by Sarah. Fly seems infuriated as he makes a move toward Twilight once more, but is met with a dropkick for his troubles. Fly is taken down unexpectedly again and pulls himself up to a seated position just as Sarah runs at him with a snap kick that catches him right on the jaw. This causes another eruption from the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: That bitch! She's going to ruin his gorgeous face.

Zach Davis: This is a wrestling match, Shannan. People are going to get kicked in the face.

Fly holds his jaw as he pulls himself back to his feet, glaring at Sarah with a look of disgust. Twilight moves in after the champ and is met with a kick to the gut that he follows up with a DDT. Fly takes a moment to shake off the cobwebs from the kick to his face and still looks none too happy. With Sarah down, Fly leaps up and hits a legdrop across the back of her neck and head. Just for good measure, or perhaps for the hell of it, he drops a second and third leg to follow suit.

Zach Davis: The momentum shifts have been back and forth. Jonny Fly taking control once again for the time being.

Shannan Lerch: He is so talented, isn't he? Such grace!

Zach Davis: Are you here to call this match or put out a personal ad for him?

Shannan Lerch: I can admire whomever I like, Zach!

Fly now with a running soccer kick that nails Sarah in the side of her ribs and garners another raucous round of boos from the crowd. Fly smirks as he hauls Sarah to her feet, lifting her for a vertical suplex. However, she uses the momentum to fall free of it and instead pulls Jonny Fly into a neckbreaker. Both competitors are down for the time being as Sarah was still recuperating from the flurry of offense delivered by Fly. Moser begins another ten count toward the two.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Shannan Lerch: Come on Jonny, get up!

Zach Davis: Both of them are stirring on the canvas.

Jonny Fly begins pulling himself to his feet as Sarah Twilight does the same. The two answer the ten count after only five and recollect themselves for a brief moment. But the time for rest doesn't last long as the two are right back at each others throats already. Jonny nails a hard right hand that catches Sarah and staggers her back a step or two. She returns with a right hand of her own that stumbles the champion back! The crowd is really getting into it now as the two start trading rapid blows in the center of the ring. And as the crowd eats it up, they are quickly silenced as Fly answers one of the blows with a vicious backhand slap across Sarah's face.

Crowd: Oooooooooooh!

Shannan Lerch: He just bitch slapped her!

Zach Davis: Way to put that lightly, Shannan.

The blow for blow war comes to a halt as Sarah's face remains turned to the side after the slap. She has not yet turned her eyes back toward Jonny Fly who is grinning ear to ear. Finally, and without warning, she retaliates by punching him right in the throat! She nails his windpipe and Fly starts coughing almost immediately as he gasps for air. Momentarily stunned by the blow and unable to take in a good breath.

Shannan Lerch: She just punched him in the throat! That's not fair!

Zach Davis: It's just as fair as his backhand. Stop getting your panties in a bunch over Fly and call the match!

Shannan Lerch: I am calling the match. I just was mentioning her cheap tactic of hitting him in the windpipe!

As Fly gags and chokes, Sarah unleashes her anger onto him as she hauls him up and over with a T-Bone suplex. Fly crashes onto the mat and quickly rolls away, clutching his throat. As he gets himself back to his feet, still trying to catch his breath, he is met with a jumping calf kick to the face that again floors him! The crowd is going absolutely wild and now Sarah Twilight climbs the turnbuckle. Fly down on the canvas.

Zach Davis: And Sarah Twilight has just turned this match around! What is she doing here?

Shannan Lerch: She should take a flying leap is what she should do!

Sarah perches herself on the top turnbuckle and pushes herself off into a diving moonsault looking to land You Don't Matter. Though Fly rolls himself out of the way and back to his feet as Sarah lands with her feet firmly planted on nothing but canvas. As she turns around to continue the assault on Fly, she is met with a flying clothesline by the champion.

Zach Davis: And the momentum has been put at a halt courtesy of Fly! Sarah Twilight now on the receiving end.

Shannan Lerch: That was close! I...I thought my Jonny was going to be crushed!

Zach Davis: Having some doubts now, are we?

Shannan Lerch: No...just....oh just call the match!

Zach Davis: You are unbelievable.

Fly wastes no time keeping the pressure on as he brings Sarah up from the canvas and hoists her up without any hesitation, dropping her with a powerbomb that seems to nearly fold her in half! Fly drops down and covers his challenger, smirking as he looks to Moser, who slides into position.

One!

Two!

Three! NO!

Sarah Twilight kicks out before three!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT? How the..? No way!

Zach Davis: She managed to kick out, Shannan! And Jonny Fly is in shock!

Shannan Lerch: That should have been it right there!

Fly looks pretty frustrated that he was unable to just hit the showers already. He grabs Twilight and tosses her through the ring ropes to the outside before arguing with Stanley Moser about the count. After a few moments of heated words, he finally abandons the debate. Sarah is now back on her feet on the outside and Jonny Fly takes a running start and LAUNCHES over the top rope with a suicide dive!!! However, Sarah sidesteps him and he CRASHES SKULL FIRST into the guardrail!!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Shannan Lerch: My Jonny! Oh my God, I think he just killed himself!

Zach Davis: This certainly doesn't look good for Fly. He isn't moving and I have no idea what kind of condition he is in out there.

Shannan Lerch: Stop the match! He needs medical attention.

Stanley Moser doesn't know what to do here, so he does the only thing he can. He begins a ten count on both competitors. Meanwhile, medical staff begins to assemble on the entrance ramp to evaluate the world champion's condition.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Sarah begins dragging Fly back toward the ring, but is having a hard time moving his dead weight. Obviously, she had no intentions of winning this match via countout. Medical staff starts making their way to ringside.

Six!

Seven!

Eight!

Sarah rolls herself into the ring to break his count. And the appearance of medical staff also helps her cause as Moser ceases the count to allow Fly to be evaluated. However, when the medical staff arrives, Fly begins to push himself to his feet. A crimson mask covers his face, but in all other aspects, he seems to be okay. The crash landing was not as bad as it had originally looked. Immediately, Sarah exits the ring after him. But as she tries to roll him onto the ring apron, he shoves her off HARD and her head bounces off the RINGPOST!!!

Shannan Lerch: He's okay! But he's bleeding. Stop the match!

Zach Davis: Give it a rest! Medical staff are exiting the ring area as it appears that Jonny Fly is alright. Sarah Twilight however, just took a nasty crack into the ring post. Moser re-starting his ten count.

He doesn't get more than a one count as Fly rolls Sarah back into the ring and follows suit. He wipes some of the blood from his face as he looks down at his fallen challenger, who is also donning a gash on her forehead now after having been shoved into the ring post. The champion climbs the turnbuckle as the crowd boos heavily. Now looking to end this and he leaps off...FLY SWATTER!!!! He NAILS it! However, the suicide dive had taken its toll as it dazes him a bit when he nails her sternum dead on and he rolls over, clutching his head for just a few seconds.

Zach Davis: Oh no! Jonny Fly just put the exclamation point on this one.

Shannan Lerch: Thanks for coming, Sarah! Bu-bye!

Fly rolls back now, covering her and he hooks the leg. Moser into position.

One!

Two!

Three!...

NO! Sarah Twilight barely manages to get a shoulder up before three! And the crowd ROARS like MAD! Jonny Fly's jaw is agape and he cannot believe it!

Shannan Lerch: NO! NO! NO! How is that POSSIBLE?

Zach Davis: Just that momentary lapse it would seem. But SOMEHOW she's managed to kick out! Fly looks LIVID!

Jonny Fly sits up with his hands in his lap and he shakes his head. This was unacceptable to say the least. He glares at Moser who stands firm on his call of a two count. Finally, Fly gets to his feet, blood still dripping from his face and he drags Sarah a few paces closer toward the turnbuckle. He shakes his head in disgust and begins climbing once again, deciding that another Fly Swatter would seal the deal.

Zach Davis: He's going for another one! Sarah Twilight is in serious trouble here!

Shannan Lerch: It was only a matter of time anyway.

Fly climbs the turnbuckle, but suddenly, Sarah rolls to her feet, grabbing hold of him from behind before he could turn for another Fly Swatter and summoning all of her strength, she pulls him down off the top with a TWILIGHT ZONE!!!! Fly's head cracks against the canvas and he looks to be out of it! Though Sarah was just as worse off as he was and collapses in the corner after delivering the devastating move.

Zach Davis: Twilight Zone! She nails it! NEW CHAMPION!!!

Shannan Lerch: NO! How did she.....UGH! This is not right!

Sarah finally crawls over for the cover and drapes her arm over the top of Fly. Moser gets into position and the crowd is going apeshit as he makes the count.

One!

Two!

Three!...

NO! Fly manages to somehow get a shoulder up now!

Shannan Lerch: YES! He's still in this!

Zach Davis: And now it is Sarah Twilight who can't believe it. Both competitors have taken it to one another, but neither will stay down. This is incredible!

Both of them are slow to get back to their feet. Blood and sweat drips from the both of them. Fly uses the ropes to pull himself up as Sarah uses the turnbuckle. They both rush each other, seemingly with the same idea as the COLLIDE into each other, double clothesline! And both of them are down and out. Moser hesitates for a bit before starting his ten count. Deciding now to give a bit of leeway as this match was for the World Championship.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Zach Davis: This match has taken it's toll on each competitor. I don't know how this one is going to end!

Shannan Lerch: I don't think anyone, myself included, could have expected what we are witnessing here!

Six!

Seven!

Eight!

Nine!

Moser's count is exhausted as Sarah Twilight manages to make it to one knee before the count of ten. Jonny Fly is half a step behind her. Sarah bounces herself off of the ropes and launches herself at Fly for a cross body, but he CATCHES her! He hoists her over his shoulders for a Death Valley Driver, but instead she pulls him down into a crucifix pinning combination. Moser there in position.

One!

Two!

Thre.....he forces his way out!

Zach Davis: Another swift, unexpected pinfall attempt by Sarah Twilight!

Shannan Lerch: She is keeping up with Jonny, that can't be denied. But this is making me nervous!

Both of them roll back to their feet and now Fly hops up adroitly with a hurricarrana! He stays with it, hooking both of Sarah's legs for the pinfall. Again, Moser is in position.

One!

Two!

Thre....and Sarah forced her way out!

Zach Davis: Near fall after near fall here! This one is so close, I...I don't even want to speculate on what may happen.

Shannan Lerch: No matter what they are throwing at each other, it just doesn't seem to be enough!

Again both competitors get back to their feet and now Fly takes Twilight with an Irish whip into the ropes. Leap frog on the return. Sarah again into the ropes and an arm drag attempt by Fly on this occasion. Hop over by Twilight, and now she takes Fly for a reverse Irish whip! However, he counters with a sidestep of his own and he pulls her right into a devastating spinebuster! Sarah is down and out.

Zach Davis: Spinebuster! Twilight is out of it. I don't know how much longer this can go on.

Shannan Lerch: Jonny needs to capitalize!

And that is exactly what he does. No hesitation, or taunting this time. He makes his ascent to the top of the turnbuckle and he launches off with THE FLY SWATTER! Nailing it perfectly this time. There is no dazed delay, and he immediately hooks the leg for the cover. Moser slides back into position.

One!

Two!

Three!

Sarah pushes her shoulder up, however, it is just a second too late as the bell is sounded. The crowd begins to boo like mad as Fly is awarded his World Heavyweight Championship. Sarah recomposes herself after that Fly Swatter and sighs as she rolls out of the ring.

Zach Davis: What a match! Sarah Twilight gave her all here tonight, and honestly, I thought she may have had what it takes. But on this night, it wasn't enough. Jonny Fly continues to showcase his dominance here in WCF.

Shannan Lerch: Valiant effort by Twilight, but Jonny Fly is going to remain on top!

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, and STILL WCF World Heavyweight Champion...."The Dynasty" JONNY FLY!

Zach Davis: The Era of Jonny Fly seems to be in full swing. Is there anyone who can stop him?

Shannan Lerch: If there is, well we haven't found them yet. Jonny Fly celebrating a successful defense here tonight. And I hope I am invited to his after party!

Zach Davis: What a match! What a night! We have been honored to be a part of it all and until next time....

“Requiem for a Tower” plays once again as Jonny Fly stands in the center of the ring, displaying the world championship above his head. The crowd is booing beyond belief, and Shannan Lerch is applauding as our scene fades to black.

Table of Contents

Explosion Intro

The Dark Passenger vs Jack Slash vs Kris Slade

Jayway vs Gina Caldwell

Night Rider Segment

Bryan Worthy vs Kid Phantasm

Tag Titles Contendership Match: Nic Daniels/Eric Price vs Night Rider/Jeff Purse

Internet Title Match: Zombie McMorris vs Bo Stoned vs Benjamin Atreyu vs Tek

Ayria Adams vs Odin Balfore

Kira Sakazaki Segment

TV Title Match: Nathan von Liebert vs Steeltoe Joe

US Title Falls Count Anywhere Match: Roy Speede vs Mr. FPV

People's Title Match: Jay Price vs Switches the Clown

Confederate Title Hell in a Cell Match: Johnny Reb vs Doc Henry

Brad Kane Interview

Hardcore Title Stretcher Match: Oblivion vs Gravedigger

World Title Match: Sarah Twilight vs Jonny Fly

 

Of The Week

Wrestler:
TV Champ & Internet Champ
Match:
Twilight vs Fly
Roleplay:

 

Champions

World:
Jonny Fly
Hardcore:
Gravedigger
Television:
Vacant
United States:
Mr. FPV
Peoples:
Switches/Greenfever
Tag Team:
The Lady Killerz