the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada
We are backstage where Vinnie Jones can be seen as he is holding on to a bag filled with letters from fans that have send in their questions tot he man that is preparing himself for his semi finals match for the Trilogy Cup.
Vinnie: You know what time it is don't you people???
The crowd erupts as they are aware that it is time for Vinnie to grant wishes from the people
Crowd: It's Vinnie's granting wishes time!!!
Vinnie grins as he nods his head and signals with his free hand for the people to calm down before picking out a letter from the bag
Freddy Whoa: I hope he is going to grant my wish this time!!
Zach Davis: Why?? You still want to enter Zero Tolerance???
Freddy Who: Uhm... no, why would I repeat myself???
Vinnie: Oh and before I answer the first letter, to Freddy...., please stop sending letters with wishes to join Zero Tolerance. It ain't gonna happen!!
Freddy Whoa: Damnit!!!
Vinnie opens the first letter as he reads the letter and grins
Vinnie: This letter is interesting, it's from a little girl called Susie. She is seven years old and her wish is to shave off Dion's beard as she feels that it is icky. Well you know something Susie?? You are right, it is indeed very Icky and I would be more than happy when I would face this man to give his beard a trim. And for that?? I am going to grant you that wish the next time that he and I will face and make you very happy. Until that moment comes, I will send you a ZT teddy bear
Zach Davis: Now isn't that nice??
Freddy Whoa: I could care less!!!
Vinnie grabs another letter and reads it and nods his head in agreement.
Vinnie: The next writer is Paul from Newcastle in England, he is asking if he can join ZT since his name is cool in comparison to Freddy. And to be honest?? I agree
Freddy Whoa: HEY!!! Unfair!!!
The crowd laughs as there is a Freddy chant going on in the arena as Vinnie motions to be silent for a moment
Vinnie: Paul, since you took the effort to send me this letter all the way from England. I will make you become an honorary member of ZT and the first in line of soon of many to follow Vinnie's army of THE PEOPLE!!!!
The crowd cheers as they start to chant Vinnie's name.
Vinnie: Soon the People will take over and there is nothing and nobody out there that can stop US from achieving the greatest achievement in our quest for undoing the wrong and making everything right again.
Vinnie grabs a final letter and reads it.
Vinnie: And the last wish is from a guy named Vinnie Jones, his wish is to advance to the finals of the Trilogy Cup and take on whomever it is that will stand in my way in the finals. Whether it is Jaymz, DIon or Teddy...., I don't care. Because this year is the year of the People..... Vinnie Jones his army of the People. And Sanchez?? Good luck out there!
With that Vinnie drops the bag and walks off as he prepares himself for his match later in the evening.
Bishop/Priest vs The eVery Big Alliance vs Erik Black/Crazy J
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Tornado Tag Team Match!!
Rock Out-Motorhead Plays as William the Behemoth and Ainsley Ivanovic come out Roaring and shouting at the crowd, they turn to each other and high five. When their hands touch pyro is fired. They then slowly walks down to the ring once there they catch their breath.
Kyle Steel: Currently in the ring is the team of William the Behemoth and Ainsley Ivanovic!! The Very Big Alliance!!
The lights goes and the sound of drum banging and a spot light follows Bishop and Priest to the ring as they get nose to nose with the Very Big Alliance as we hear Kyle announce their announcers.
Kyle Steel: Their opponents are the team of Bishop and Priest!!!
Death Trend Setta by Cross fade hits on the PA system as the lights go dark. A spotlight shines on the entrance stage as Erik walks out. He has a black towel over his face. He stops at the ramp and looks around before he walks halfway the entrance way until he stops and awaits the arrival of his tag team partner.
The arena lights go dark then the red strobe light plays and co2 cannons spray out fog. Crazy J walks out Everybody but me by Tech N9ne plays. J walks towards Erik Black as the two of them walk towards the ring as they slide in the ring and get on the turnbuckles as they ignore the fans who boo them.
Zach Davis: It’s going to be interesting to see who will be the best team in this match
The bell rings as all three teams charge in on each other, J and Bishop trade blows before J clotheslines Bishop to the outside as we see Priest and Ivanovic push each other in the ropes before Priest knees Ivanovic in the midsection before driving a forearm across the back. As on the other side we see Erik Black getting hammered by William The Behemoth into the corner. He drives series of elbows into the side of Black’s head before dropping him with a headbutt. Black gets choked to the throat by the big massive man before he gets his tag team partner whipped into his back by Priest. Who follows it up with a running clothesline that sends both men of The Very Big Alliance into Black as the knee of William drives into his face. Priest grabs Ivanovic from behind and drops him with a Spinning Neckbreaker before going for the pin. But only gets a count of two as Ivanovic manages to kick out
The camera’s on the outside shows J bashing series of forearms into the face of Bishop before whipping him into the security railing before following it up for a clothesline, but Bishop catches Crazy J and drops him face first into the security railing before whipping him in the ring apron. There he slides in the ring as he and Priest try to double team William the Behemoth as they are going for a Double Suplex, but the massive man’s weight is too much for them as he suddenly goes for a double suplex on both of his opponents as that causes the fans to go wild.
Freddy Whoa: That was massive!!!
William gets to his feet and roars at the crowd as suddenly Erik Black manages to charge in on him from behind and delivers a shot block to the back of his leg. Dropping him before turning his attention to Ivanovic after getting to his feet and dropping him with a Snap Suplex before going for the cover as the referee starts to use the three count.
Ref: One!! Two!!
Ivanovic manages to get his shoulder up as we see Crazy J slowly roll back into the ring as both men start to work on William the Behemoth. Trying to make sure that he is unable to get to his feet as J pounds away at his head while Black starts to kick away at the painful leg that he delivered the shotblock on earlier in the match. William manages to push away J into the ropes before grabbing him by the throat with one hand. As Black starts to pound away at his face, only to have William to grab him by the throat as well with his other hand before slowly getting to his feet. The referee starts to warn to William about the choke hold as the big man stares at him and starts jaw yapping at him as J kicks him in the knee as Black kicks him between the legs out of sight of the referee’s vision as he was distracted by William’s verbal onslaught. Crazy J grabs the head of William and goes for the Disturbed Dreams, but his legs are unable to wrap around the massive girth of William before Erik climbs the top turnbuckles and executes his Overload of an Unbelievable Experience shooting star Leg Drop on the back of Williams Neck that J was holding on. Dropping the Monster as Black goes for the cover on the big monster while Crazy J stops Ivaonvic from getting in the ring.
Ref: One... two... three!
The crowd boos.
Zach Davis: And there you have it! Zero Tolerance start this night off with a win!
ZT meet in the middle of the ring and await as the ref raises their hands.
Freddy Whoa: Tonight could be a huge night for the group - is this the begining?
Udy vs Adam Burnett
Zach Davis: Our next bout, features two individuals who will put in 110 percent in each match!!
Freddy Whoa: So, it would be interesting to see what would happen if these two faced off against each other.
"Can't stop me" by Andy Mineo hits on the speaker and bounces out on the stage. He bounces on his feet as the music gets him going. He waves his arms up and down, pumping up the crowd before taking off on a dead sprint towards the ring.
Kyle Steel: From Reynolds, Nebraska... Weighing in at 220 pounds... Adam Burnett!!
He slaps hands with fans who have stuck their hands out on his way and slides into the ring.
Crowd: ADAM!! ADAM!! ADAM!! ADAM!!
Zach Davis: This Las Vegas crowd is one hundred percent behind Adam Burnett!!
Lights darken. Blue lights/pyro explode Type O Negative's Wolf Moon plays. Blue smoke fils the arena when a spotlight focuses on a figure on one knee. Fenris stands behind him arms out stretched. He howls, by looking at the sky in cupped hands as another set of blue pyro explode. Udy makes his way, slowly...
Kyle Steel: His opponent... from the wasteland, weighing 196 pounds. This is The Demon Wolf!! Udy!!
Udy rolls into the ring before kneeling in the middle of the ring. Howls again as light comes back and music fades.
Freddy Whoa: Both competitors look amped and ready!!
Both competitors circle the ring, as Udy drops down to the mat trying to sweep the legs of Adam Burnett.
Zach Davis: Adam Burnett catches The Demon Wolf off guard with an extra quick belly to belly suplex!!
Freddy Whoa: Burnett is going for the pin!!
Zach Davis: Not even a one count!!
Udy slides away with a shocked look across his face. The Demon Wolf has his back against the corner. Burnett keeps pushing towards Udy, but the referee tells Adam Burnett to back off.
Referee: Burnett!! Back away!! Udy, back from the corner... 1!! 2!! 3!!
Burnett comes in closer, Udy grabs Adam Burnett's waistband, puling him hard forcing him forward...
Zach Davis: The Demon Wolf yanked Adam Burnett forward, causing him to slam his face against the turnbuckle!!
Now slumped in the corner, Adam Burnett sits. Udy grabs the ringropes with both hands, as he proceeds to stomp down on Adam Burnett.
Freddy Whoa: The Demon Wolf is stomping down on Adam Burnett like a madman!!
Zach Davis: Udy looks crazy in his eyes!!
The Demon Wolf takes off running to the other corner before crashing with a running knee!!
Zach Davis: My God!! What a sickening knee!!
Freddy Whoa: Udy is going for the pin!!
Crowd: THREEEEE...... NOOOOO!!!
Udy stands up bending down grabbing for Adam Burnett...
Zach Davis: Adam Burnett just smacked The Demon Wolf!!
Adam Burnett quickly stands up...
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!
Zach Davis: GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
Adam Burnett threw Udy into corner turnbuckles!!
Freddy Whoa: OH MY GAWD!!!
Burnett climbs up the turnbuckles, up the top turnbuckle, Adam flies off...
Zach Davis: MOONSAULT!!!
Freddy Whoa: What's Adam doing?!
Zach Davis: NOT AGAIN?!
Burnett is climbing up the turnbuckles again. Standing on the top turnbuckle, Adam Burnett flies off...
Freddy Whoa: NOOOOO!!!
Zach Davis: Udy moves out of the way!!
Burnett stands up staggering. Udy goes up behind Burnett...
A German suplex straight into wheelbarrow neckbreaker...
Freddy Whoa: WASTELAND HOMECOMING!!!
Zach Davis: Udy covers Adam Burnett for the pin!!!
Crowd: THREEEEEEEEEE....... NOOOOOOO!!!
Udy picks up Adam Burnett...
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! WHAT A SAITO SUPLEX BY UDY!! Adam Burnett was tossed halfway across the ring!!
Burnett leans against the corner. Udy sees Adam and howls. The crowd howls back.
Zach Davis: Did you hear that Freddy?
Freddy Whoa: Yea!! This Las Vegas crowd is crazy!!!
Udy proceeds to charge towards Adam Burnett...
Zach Davis: Adam Burnett moves out of the way!!
Udy crashes right into the corner!!! Udy collapses onto the mat Adam Burnett umps on Udy grabbing onto the legs of Udy...
Freddy Whoa: The AB!!!
Udy begins to yell. The Demon Wolf tries to fight and holds back. He screams and yells...
Adam Burnett: You can't hold back!!! Give up!!
Burnett used his own legs for leverage. That made The Demon Wolf howl with pain!!
Kyle Steel: The winner of the match... ADAM BURNETT!!!
Katherine Phoenix Segment
“Earlier today” flashes across the screen as we find none other than the woman formerly known as Katherine Phoenix stood outside the arena surrounded by what appears to be no less than ten security guards. She is dressed in her usual tight black professional yet extremely appealing business suit with a clipboard and pen in her hands. Surrounding the nearby area are tens of thousands of fans eagerly awaiting entry into the arena. One by one the security guards call the next fan to the doors, as they immediately begin to search them and check out what they are carrying on them.
Miss Phoenix: Now remember boys, if any of these idiots fail to pass the inspection, they don't get in. It's really as simple as that.
A few homemade signs are thrown into a nearby trashcan as the fans are rejected entry simply for being supporters of a particular wrestler or faction she did not like. Miss Phoenix pats one of the security guards on his enormous shoulder as she smiles at all of the fans being sent away.
Miss Phoenix: You guys are doing a fantastic job, you know that?! I'd just like to say that after tonight each of you are… what?! HEY!!! COME BACK HERE!!!
Miss Phoenix chases after one of the fans who had just been allowed entry and immediately stops him in his tracks. The fan in question is wearing nothing more than a retro black and green WCF shirt, nothing too alarming.
Miss Phoenix: How the HELL did you get past inspection?! You think this is a joke or something?!
WCF Fan: I don't know what you're talking about…
Miss Phoenix: Oh PLEASE! Don't give me that. I wasn't born yesterday you know?! You're CLEARLY an Andre Holmes fanboy! You should know how I feel about those!
The fan sighs quite heavily.
WCF Fan: No, I'm really not…
Miss Phoenix: Oh stop with the lies! You CLEARLY are! It's literally written all over you! You're a fan of his and quite frankly I have…
WCF Fan: Let me guess, you think I'm a fan of his because I'm black?
Miss Phoenix pauses for a few seconds thinking of how she should answer this.
Miss Phoenix: No, I… well, yes… it is because you're black… but that is NOT racist! It's simply an observation! Besides, even if you AREN'T an Andre Holmes fan I guarantee you'd fail rule number two… so tell me, how do you feel about yours truly?
WCF Fan: Honestly, I think you're a psycho bitch.
Miss Phoenix immediately scowls at the fan as she screams at one of the security guards to do their job.
Miss Phoenix: GET HIM THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!! You don't show me or Mr Lerch respect?! YOU'RE OUT OF THE FUCKING DOOR!!!
The fan is finally lead away from the scene as the angered brunette furiously paces back and forth hating literally everyone surrounding her.
Voice: You know, if you're going to throw everyone out of here who thinks you’re a psychotic bitch, eventually you'll have an empty arena on your hands… Kat.
The brunette angrily spins on the spot to face whoever had just been brave enough to say such a thing to her… only to be met face to face with WCF Legend, Doc Henry.
Miss Phoenix: What the hell are you doing here?! You aren't even under contract… I'd know!
Doc Henry: Well, you know what they say, Kat, you can change the locks but I will always find a way back in!
Doc Henry smiles arrogantly at the furious brunette before finally stepping away and walking down into the arena.
Alpha Title Match
Trey Carter vs Vic Vegas vs Adam Bass
Kyle Steel: The following match is a triple threat for the Alpha championship!
Come Down by Anderson Paak hits and the lights dim through the brief intro of the song. As soon as the beat picks up after, "Ya'll n***** got me hot", the arena is filled with red, white and black stars as Trey Carter slowly walks in with his usual self absorbed swagger. He takes him time coming down to ring, and isn't shy about telling off fans on his way down. He gives a cocky smile as he walks up the steps and ducks under the second rope to climb into the ring. The lights all meet him in the center of the ring in a mix of red, white and black before he throws his arm up in the air and the turnbuckle fireworks shoot off.
Kyle Steel: First from Anaheim, California this is Trey Carter!
"Flashing Lights" by Kanye West hits as flash bulbs go off all over the arena. Vic "The House" Vegas struts out slowly, closely followed by The Pit Boss. Vic rubs his chin as he slyly smiles at the crowd. The Pit Boss rubs his hands together with a scowl, ready to pounce as needed. Vic jaws at a few fans that are taunting him on his way to the ring. As he approaches the ring apron, he waits for The Pit Boss to clear the ring of any opponents or referees so Vic can have center stage. Once The Pit Boss signals for the all clear, Vic rolls in and stands in the middle of the ring with his arms up in the air, eyes closed, soaking in the music and spotlight. The Pit Boss gives him a pat on the back and slowly exits. Vic walks over to his corner and spends an obnoxious amount of time removing his suit jacket, cufflinks, perfectly pressed shirt and pants. He folds them neatly and hands them over to the Pit Boss, before cracking his neck and softly bouncing in the corner to prepare for the match.
Kyle Steel: From Las Vagas, Nevada, this is Vic "The House" Vegas!
“Amazing” by Kanye West plays over the arena speakers.
A white limousine slowly pulls into the arena. The driver opens the back door, and a brief glimpse of the inside is revealed. Several women are seen at varying degrees of intoxication. Adam steps out of the limousine with a glass of champagne in hand. He slowly makes his way to the ring, clearly appalled at the WCF universe as he passes them. When he makes it to the ring, he goes to the corners one by one, raising his glass to the crowd. After the fourth corner, he faces the hard cam and drinks the champagne with an arrogant smirk on his face.
Kyle Steel: And the reigning champion from Altoona, PA, "The Billion Dollar Man" Adam Bass!
Freddy Whoa: As my main man stated last week the Billion Penny Man.
Zach Davis: Yeah my money is on red in this one.
Bass starts playing to the crowd disrespecting Vegas and Carter. They look at each other and walk up right behind Bass and nail a double belly to back suplex on him. Bass tries to roll out by rolls right into the feet of Vegas who picks him up and the inside of his nose and nails a nice straight right.
Freddy Whoa: He's not as good as he thinks he is.
Zach Davis: Yeah we witnessed that this past week on SLAM.
Carter sets up Bass and when he gets up he nails Bass with a leg lariat. As Carter is getting him he is meet with a standing dropkick from Vegas. Bass has rolled outside where he is getting pelted with trash from the fans. Vegas is standing behind Carter waiting for him to get up and when he does he is met with a running lariat sending him crashing outside on top of Bass.
Freddy Whoa: Vic Vegas in control early.
Zach Davis: You think after this we can get the GOAT to get us VIP treatment at Cheetahs?
Freddy Whoa: Oh you know we in.
Carter has whipped Bass into the steel guardrail. Carter runs at Bass on the rail and eats the steel himself.
Freddy Whoa: Bass doing a little Bon Jovi on that one.
Zach Davis: Huh?
Freddy Whoa: Slippery when wet.
Bass putting the boots to Carter on the outside when Vegas drops a double sledgehammer to the back on Bass. Vegas lifts Bass up and drops him down on the rail throat first. Vegas now throws Carter into the ring and then puts a boot right in the stomach of Bass making him almost puke.
Freddy Whoa: Man if he pukes I'm going to puke.
Zach Davis: Lightweight.
Vegas climbing into the ring and Carter kicks the middle rope right into the sack of Vegas. Carter hits Vegas with a DDT while he's hung on the middle rope. Bass is crawling towards the ring. Carter locks in a headlock as Bass is climbing into the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Looks like Carter is trying to put Vegas to sleep with that headlock.
Bass is on the top rope and hits Carter right in the back with a dropkick from the top rope. Carter and Vegas both laid out on the mat as Bass starts playing to the crowd again. Bass is yelling at a few shorties in the crowd not noticing Vegas is back on his feet shaking the cobwebs out. Bass turns around and is hit with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker.
Zach Davis: This kid will never learn.
Vegas starts stomping on Bass' legs. Vegas picks Bass up and whips him into the far ropes hitting a massive spinebuster on the way back. Carter hits Vegas with a reverse DDT out of nowhere.
Freddy Whoa: Back and forth action.
Carter throws Bass into the turnbuckle and walks over placing him on the top turnbuckle. Carter hooks Bass up and hits a superplex off the second rope on Bass. Vegas hits Bass with a leg drop. Vegas and Carter look at each other and start just throwing punches at each other.
Freddy Whoa: This one has broken down folks.
Zach Davis: Typical night on the strip baby.
Bass is up and runs at both Carter and Vegas, but they move and Bass spears the steel post and falls out of the ring yet again.
Freddy Whoa: Dude did you just fart.
Zach Davis:Look Adam Bass has shit himself when he hit the post.
Bass is checking his shoulder and the back of his trunks as Carter nails a running powerslam on Vegas but Vegas popped right up and nails a running lariat and then a leg drop on Carter.
Freddy Whoa: Somebody bring Bass a fresh Huggie or Pampers now!
Vegas is stocking Carter now. The ref is outside checking on Bass. Vegas hits Carter with the Ace of Spades.
Zach Davis: Man we almost had our second accident out here.
Vegas tries to hit the Royal Flush but Bass jumped into the ring and hit a bump bump right in Vegas' face.
Freddy Whoa: He just hit Vegas right in the face with shit!
Zach Davis: I don't feel so good Freddy.
Bass with a spinning neck breaker on Carter. Bass then hits a German suplex on Carter. As Bass is getting up he eats a big boot from Vegas who is pissed. Vegas pulls Bass back up and nails another big boot this time sending two teeth into the front row of Bass'.
Freddy Whoa: Vegas getting some revenge now.
Vegas hits a Royal Flush on Bass.
Zach Davis: Pin him!
As Vegas is fixing to pin Bass, Carter hits Vegas with a Knox which sends Vegas threw the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: Carter better figure which one he wants to pin and get them back in the ring.
Carter walks over to the ropes and falls down. Bass comes from the other side of the ring and hits a drive bye on Carter. Bass is up on the top rope and nails a 450 splash on Carter.
Freddy Whoa: This is Adam Bass' time to shine right here right now.
Bass looking to hit the Power Trip has it locked in and Vegas hits a Russian leg sweep from out of nowhere on him. Vegas nails a Royal Flush on Bass.
No Carter hits Vegas with a elbow to the back of the head to break up the count.
Zach Davis: Vegas had it in the bag.
Carter is kicking both Vegas and Bass in the ribs. Carter locks Bass in a Boston crab right in front of Vegas. Bass is struggleing to get to the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: This is a triple threat Carter wont have to break when he gets to the ropes.
Zach Davis: Vegas is to one knee now.
Vegas hits Carter right in the mouth with a low dropkick breaking up the submission.
Freddy Whoa: All three men now crawling on the mat.
Zach Davis: Looks like one of Corey Black's parties.
Vegas is the first up and runs at Carter who side steps but Vegas runs into Bass knocking both of them down. Carter rolls Vegas out of the ring. Bass is up and is nailed with a belly to back suplex into a German suplex into a Northern lights suplex.
Freddy Whoa: Hat trick baby!
Carter hits Bass with a Knox knocking him out cold.
Zach Davis: This one is all but over.
Carter is stocking Bass when Vegas picks him up and nails a sitout powerbomb.
Freddy Whoa: Don't count your chickens before they hatch.
Carter is laying flat on the mat as Vegas is trying to catch his breath and Bass is crying in the corner. Vegas runs towards Bass but he rolls out of the way and Vegas crushes his knee into the turnbuckle. Bass is looking around trying to figure what to do as Carter starts moving. Bass hits a running knee into the back of Carter sending him out of the ring. Bass turns towards Vegas and tries to hit a high knee on him but misses and is nailed with a belly to belly suplex.
Freddy Whoa: That one knocked the wind out of Adam Bass.
Zach Davis: What the hell is he doing?
Vegas is up on the top rope posing like the Macho Man and comes crashing down with a savage elbow drop right on Bass' chest. Vegas is back up and looks like he's ready for the kill.
Freddy Whoa: No!, Carter hits his Leaping Superman Punch out of nowhere! KNOX!
Vegas flies out of the ring and Carter turns back to Bass - just in time for Bass to roll him up in a schoolboy pin!
Zach Davis: Adam Bass retains it!
The bell sounds, Vic Vegas and Trey Carter look on in shock! Bass rolls out of the ring and the Billion Dollar Main backpeddles up the ramp.
Hardcore Title Match
Exploding Ring Battle Royal
Wade Moor vs Amber Lynn vs Captain Rump vs Stalker vs Katherine Phoenix vs Joe Smarts vs Jaice Wilds vs Jay West vs Andre Holmes
The MGM Grand Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada has been selected to host Explosion. The name of the PPV isn’t ironic enough to the WCF Hardcore Championship match. Andre Holmes will defending the Hardcore Championship in the ring against eight other competitors. To make matters worse, the entire ring is rigged to blow in an Exploding Death Match. Cameras cut to Freddy Whoa and Zach Davis.
Freddy Whoa: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to WCF Presents: Explosion. Unfortunately, we have to commentate away from the ring due to the extreme nature of our WCF Hardcore Championship.
Zach Davis: That’s right. You are looking at the explosive wires set up around the ring along with each corner wired to explode after ten minutes. Andre Holmes wanted a challenge and he got it. Some of the biggest names in this match especially Wade Moor.
Freddy Whoa: Eight great opponents-- wait. Seven. Katherine Phoenix just gave an update that she will not be competing in this match due to prior obligations with her new role. Either way, we’re about to see a dangerous match that could take a life.
Zach Davis: Fuck! I’m scared man. Someone can actually die and every competitor is in the ring right now. We got no time to waste, let’s go into the match!
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen! This match is an Exploding Ring Battle Royal. Eliminations can happen via being thrown over the top rope but after the ten minute mark, the ring will explode. After the explosion, the first competitor to achieve a pin or submission shall be the winner!
Zach Davis: The most "explosive" match of the night is about to get started Freddy, are you ready for this one?
Freddy Whoa: I think they should put us in a bomb-proof bunker for this one Zach, but yeah, ready as I'll ever... wait, this guy again?!? I thought he was dead!
The camera cuts to the entrance ramp where the 1-800-Flowers guy from last Slam card is hobbling down to the ring with crutches, but clutching some sort of bomb.
Freddy Whoa: Holy shit! He's got a bomb, this crazy S.O.B. is going to blow us up, I knew it!
Zach Davis: Security!!
The camera cuts back to the 1-800-Flowers guy who gets gang tackles by four members of WCF security. One of them hits the guy with a Taser just for the hell of it. He drops the "bomb" looking box and chocolates spill out on the floor. The embarrassed security staff stuff the chocolates back into the box and read the note. They look at each other and one of them walks over to the ring and calls over Amber Lynn.
Zach Davis: Yet another anonymous gift for "Baby Girl." Were these from you Freddy? Freddy? Freddy where'd you go?
Freddy Whoa emerges from under the desk.
Freddy Whoa: Is it safe? Am I alive?
Zach Davis: Amber Lynn just received yet another gift, that's two weeks in a row Freddy. The intrigue continues to build.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah sure Zach, I'm just glad that wasn't actually a bomb.
Zach Davis: Don't worry Freddy, we have quite a few of those surrounding the ring for this battle royal, let's get to the action!
Ding Ding Ding!
Every competitor in the match begins to brawl with each other. Many attempt to toss each other over the top rope leaving the crowd waiting to see what will happen. Andre Holmes is beating the crap out of Jaice Wilds while Stalker and Amber Lynn are double teaming on Jaice Wilds. Captain Rump and Stalker are attempting to throw Joe Smarts over the top rope!
Freddy Whoa: We have to be extremely careful in this match. One mistake can cost you your life, the key is survive until the ten minute mark then fight on afterwards.
Jaice Wilds holds onto the top rope with dear life. Amber Lynn gets abandoned by Stalker when dealing with Joe Smarts; She picks him up over the top rope then tosses him down to ringside. Therefore, Jaice Wilds lands down on the wired explosive that ignites into the flames around his body!
Zach Davis: OH MY FUCKING GOD!
Kyle Steel: Jaice Wilds is eliminated!
Wade Moor on the other hand gets hit by a Forearm from Jay West. He slowly turns around to duck under the right arm thrown by West before launching him over the top rope. West lands his feet on the apron then gets knocked off by a Broseidon Punch knocking him out. Jay West collapses off the apron into the exploding wires by ringside thus another eruption happens again!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Kyle Steel: Jay West is eliminated!
Freddy Whoa: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS SETH LERCH THINKING? MEDICAL ATTENTION ARE DRAGGING THEM AWAY BUT THESE MEN COULD DIE!
While Wade Moor points down at the fallen body of Jay West, Andre appears behind Wade then locks his arms from behind. A great big lift and Wade Moor is slammed down on the back of his head by a vicious German Suplex.
Zach Davis: German Suplex by Andre Holmes nearly folding Wade Moor in half!
Joe Smarts is brawling with Stalker until Stalker gets nailed in the face by a great Big Boot. Stalker leans back against the ropes giving his opponent enough time to back up. When Smarts charges forward, Stalker bends over to launch him over the top rope in a Back Body Drop. Smarts lands down against the wired explosives triggering another chaotic explosion!
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD! LORD HELP ME! FORGIVE THEM! PLEASE! THEY DO NOT WHAT THEY DO! FUCKING HELL!
Kyle Steel: Joe Smarts is eliminated!
Captain Rump nails Andre Holmes with a right hand pushing him back into the corner. Andre’s back is leaned against the turnbuckles leaving Rump to back up. He charges into Andre until getting lifted off the mat into a Powerbomb. Andre charges to the ropes then launches him over the top rope into the wired explosives. A Bad Landing into another explosion!
Freddy Whoa: BAD LANDING STRAIGHT INTO THE EXPLODING WIRES OUTSIDE THE RING! CAPTAIN RUMPKE MIGHT BE DEAD, SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP HIM!
Kyle Steel: Captain Rump is eliminated!
Andre turns around to Stalker and Amber Lynn tearing his insides out with a double takedown. The two have formed a temporary pact as they turn around to see Wade Moor in the mix. With both competitors swarming down on Wade, it was just a matter of time till’ they both throw him over the top rope. Wade falls into his demise, BOOM!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
Zach Davis: AND THERE GOES WADE MOOR! WE HAVE OUR FINAL THREE!
Kyle Steel: Wade Moor is eliminated!
Zach Davis: THE CLOCK! WE HAVE TEN SECONDS LEFT ON THE CLOCK!
Freddy Whoa: TAKE COVER!
Zach Davis: INCOMING!!!
The four corners unleashes an insane amount of explosives. All three competitors left in the ring drop to the canvas and braces for impact. Smoke nearly covers everyone in the arena; The vents start sucking away the poisonous air and helps to ventilate out the abundance of smoke. When it clears, Amber and Stalker are the first ones to get up while Andre has some trouble.
Crowd: ANDRE HOLMES! ANDRE HOLMES! ANDRE HOLMES! ANDRE HOLMES!
Freddy Whoa: Andre Holmes must have suffered more of the detonations than Stalker and Amber Lynn did. This is bad news. We could see a new WCF Hardcore Champion.
Amber Lynn steps up to Andre first, desperately wanting to be the one to put him out of his misery. Stalker had other ideas. He grabbed her from behind, runs to the ropes and tosses her body over the top rope. Fortunately, all explosives were shut down after the time limit but Amber Lynn is still eliminated.
Kyle Steel: Amber Lynn is eliminated!
Zach Davis: HE ELIMINATED AMBER LYNN! HE ELIMINAT- WAIT ANDRE HOLMES IS UP!
Stalker laughs at Amber who is pissed until turning around to meet a strong Thrust Kick uprooting into his own chin. Stalker leaps off the mat over the top rope to ringside thus Andre Holmes falls down on the canvas tired as hell.
Ding Ding Ding!
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner and STILL the WCF Hardcore Champion, Andre Holmes!
“Relentless” by New Years Day plays around the arena as Andre Holmes stands on his feet. He walks around the ring pointing to the Las Vegas fans going crazy for his victory.
Freddy Whoa: Andre Holmes has done it again. Through such odds, he kept to his words and made them a lesson. A lesson they will never forget it and that is to fight through everything.
Zach Davis: Exactly. You have to- WAIT A MINUTE. WHAT THE FUCK?!
Someone jumps the barricade then slides into the ring before getting on his feet. He spins around before nailing Andre Holmes with a vicious Rolling Elbow into the back of his head. The person has a hoodie over his head before he bends down then removes it. When the camera focuses on his face, it’s Andre Aquarius.
Zach Davis: IT’S ANDRE AQUARIUS. HE’S FUCKING BACK IN WCF! HOLY SHIT! ANDRE AQUARIUS IS BACK AND HE’S TAKEN OUT ANDRE HOLMES!
Aquarius leaves the ring and walks over to the official booth. He grabs the WCF Hardcore Championship belt then jumps over the barricade taking it with him. Andre is still knocked out in the ring.
Freddy Whoa: ANDRE AQUARIUS HAS STOLEN THE HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP THAT BELONGS TO ANDRE HOLMES! WE NEED TO GO TO COMMERCIAL NOW!
Internet Title Match
Adam Young vs Ethan King vs Dag Riddik
Zach Davis: In what has been a highly requested match-up from the WCF Universe and critics around the world, we are finally getting the chance to see Adam Young compete for the Internet Title. Tonight, he comes up against the current champion and now Pantheon member, Dag Riddik, and another up and coming star in Ethan King.
Freddy Whoa: Last week, Dag attacked Ethan after his match and moments later challenged him to be his ‘first real opponent’ for the Internet Title. Adam wasted little time in coming out and laying his own challenge down for the champion. And now… he we are.
Zach Davis: And by the sounds of things, the crowd are ready for this one. Looks like Ethan King will be entering first!
‘Alone With All The World’ has begun to play throughout the arena, but as thirty seconds go by, there is no sign of anyone entering from back. The crowd, who were already booing upon hearing the young man’s theme music, now grow even louder with their distasteful chants.
A few moments later, video footage begins to play on the titantron, a camera levelled on Ethan King wearing a maroon suit somewhere backstage, legs crossed and arms behind his head, elbows pointed outward. He flashes a smile for the camera.
Ethan King: I’m going to get straight to the point; I’ve got a fine three course meal to get through, and a celebration for Everest’s clean sweep of this show to finish preparing for…
He gives a short chuckle, before his lips curve into a frown, disdain now present on the young man’s features.
Ethan King: When I told you all I would be making my slow and certain ascent to The Throne along with Everest, this is not what I meant. I did not mean I would be wasting my time conquering yet another meaningless division, such as the one currently ruled by our esteemed Internet Champion. I already had to go through that with my first run here when I killed our ‘King’ in Mikey eXtreme, who appears to have come back for yet another run of disappointment and mediocrity…
He trails off, the smirk reappearing once more.
Ethan King: And I certainly did not mean I would be seen humiliating irrelevant scum like Pantheon’s newest lackey – congratulations Dag, you’ve finally entered a role I had unfortunately relegated myself to over three months ago – and Adam Young, who I defeated with ease during my debut in this federation last year.
He stands up from his seat, dusting him dark trousers off.
Ethan King: But don’t mind me, have fun you two. After all, if a megastar such as myself were to be in a match of such low-calibre, how would either of you manage to get any of the spotlight?
He grins once more, as the feed cuts out, leaving the crowd to explode into chants once more.
Crowd: FUCK YOU KING! FUCK YOU KING! FUCK YOU KING! FUCK YOU KING! FUCK YOU KING!
Zach Davis: Ethan King getting the exact same treatment his new Everest companion Sebastian Knight was last week! These guys definitely aren’t on the crowd’s good side, are they?
Freddy Whoa: I don’t think that matters to them, Zach. Everest is currently one of the hottest thing’s going in the WCF, and they’re here to prove a point. But this is all aside from the point… Ethan King has decided he won’t be competing in tonight’s match? That’s sure to have some repercussions from Seth.
Zach Davis: Only time will tell, Freddy. But now… here he comes.
Freddy Whoa: Those boos have turned into cheers real quick!
Zach Davis: Here comes the CASH ME OUSSIDE GIRL!
Freddy Whoa: Wait... what?
Danielle Bregoli steps out into the arena.
Danielle: Fuck ya'll! Catch me outside then.
The house lights fade down to a slight hugh and a spotlight hits the side of the stage area where Seether is set up and they start playing "Let you down". Out walks Myra Perez-Young and Pepe. Pepe eyes Danielle and takes off running at her just before he rams her off the stage. Huge bursts of red pyro go off just before Adam Young and Reggie Whitehead step into the arena. Adam is decked out in a red satin jacket with black piping, black wrestling tights with "1 Sick Bastard" written in red and outlined in white down both legs. Myra locks hands with Adam as Reggie corals Pepe and they all head towards the ring.
Crowd: You sick Bastard! You sick Bastard!
Adam helps Myra up onto the ring apron just before he walks around the ring twice. He pops up on the ring apron and the wipes his feet before climbing into the ring.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the challenger! From Abilene, Texas. Weighing in at two-hundred and forty pounds... WCF's 'ONE SICK BASTARD'... ADAMMMMMM... YOUNGGGGGG!
Zach Davis: As always, Adam Young looks ready for a fight here tonight.
Freddy Whoa: And he better be, if he wins this, he’s a double champion. Not only that, but he only adds to his legacy as the ‘Greatest of All Time’ by dethroning a legitimate threat in Dag Riddik.
The slow intro to Cemetery Gates by Pantera begins playing as the titantron first displays just a waving Norwegian Flag, then the image zooms out and shows it tattered, flying over a war torn battlefield, dead bodies strewn about. Then the heavy (and totally badass \m/ ) guitar riff starts, and the camera pans to the right until burning fires engulf the screen in smoke, and real fog machines cover up the stage. A short moment later it clears, and Dagvald is standing in the middle of the stage in full Viking chainmail, his Internet Championship on his right shoulder, his International Championship on his left, his sword in his right hand, and shield in his left.
Dagvald: Hail Odin, and to Valhalla, we rise!
On the titantron, the dead bodies come to life, soldiers of the gods reincarnated to fight again. They fall behind Dag as he marches to the ring.
Kyle Steel: His opponent! Making his way to the ring, from Oslo, Norway. He is the reigning, defending, Internet and International Champion! Weighing in at two-hundred and thirty five pounds… DAGGGGGGG… RIDDDDIIIIIIKKKKKK!
He climbs the steps and poses at the top of the ringpost, his sword pointed to the sky like Conan. He sheathes his sword and places his shield on his back then hops down to the mat. He soaks in the boos and ignores the ref’s demands he disarm himself, but after a moment he takes off his gear, setting it aside.
Zach Davis: Think he’s feeling the heat stepping into his first Internet Title defense, Freddy?
Freddy Whoa: Heat? No. Dag knows exactly what he’s doing with this Internet division, we should be believe he knows how to handle the pressure.
After ignoring the referee again for a moment, Dag finally relents and hands the official his WCF Internet Title, the official holds it up front and centre, before handing it to an attendant at ringside.
Zach Davis: That’s what these two are fighting for, ladies and gentlemen. The Internet Title. A belt that has been held by many legends of the WCF such as ZMAC, Jayson Price and Dune. Dag Riddik will be looking to use this belt as a launching pad.
Freddy Whoa: A launching pad? Pfft. Dag has already proven himself to be one of the top talents here, his association with Pantheon proves it. He’s got a tough task having to take on one of the greats in Adam Young here tonight though.
DING DING DING
The bell sounds and before Adam Young can even take stock of what is happening, Dag Riddik has launched himself across the ring, pushed passed the referee, and started laying into him with a set of heavy, quick clotheslines into the corner, forcing Adam in place. He lands five of the stiff clotheslines before laying into Adam with calculated, pin-point punches on the top of the head.
Zach Davis: Those are closed fists!
Freddy Whoa: And? This is the WCF.
The referee however, is trying to intercept Dag and push him away from the corner, but the Internet Champion is relentless in his assault, keeping the Greatest of All Time from moving away from the turnbuckle.
Freddy Whoa: This is a smart strategy by Dagvald Riddik. You don’t want to let Adam Young show off that superb technical game of his, or this one could be over quick. Excellent tactics by an excellent champion.
Unable to catch a break from the champion, Adam Young resorts to using pure strength, pushing Dag away by the chest and forcing him back a few paces. Dag swoops in again for another clothesline into the corner, but this time Adam ducks it and spins around his opponent, locking him around the waist and immediately planting him with a vicious German Suplex.
Adam Young rolls through after the suplex, bringing Dag back up to his feet, in position for another suplex, but instead he transitions into a wrist-lock, before pulling Dag in for a short-arm clothesline!
Adam’s arm shoots off the neck and chest area of Dag, sending the champion crashing down to the mat wildly. The crowd breaks into an uproar of cheers for the Greatest of All Time.
Freddy Whoa: He just took Dag’s head off with that one!
Zach Davis: Is it already over? Adam with the cover…
Zach Davis: Not enough to take down the champ.
Adam grabs Dag by the hair and begins to pull him to his feet, but before he can begin to set-up for another move, Dag has already fired off a powerful European Uppercut that rocks Adam Young. Dag follows up by whipping Young into the ropes, he cocks his fist back and throws a fist that would’ve obliterated the GOAT had it hit.
But it didn’t.
Freddy Whoa: Adam Young ducks underneath the punch and… NECKBREAKER! Just like that, Adam Young has once again cut Dag’s offense short. Simply beautiful.
Zach Davis: And here is another cover, this has got to be putting some pressure on Dag to get things going for himself here.
Kick-out by Dag right at the count of two, Adam keeps a veteran’s poise and brings himself up to his feet, before dragging Dag up once again. He grips one arm around Dag’s leg and another by the arm and lifts him upward, dropping him on his back with an impactful Exploder Suplex. Dag’s face contorts in pain as he hits the mat, he smartly rolls out of the ring, landing on his feet and gathering his bearings as he clutches onto his lower back.
Zach Davis: Against any other opponent, this may be a good idea… but Adam Young is relentless.
Dag, with his back turned to his challenger, is unable to realize that Adam Young has already rolled out of the ring in pursuit, he rushes behind the unsuspecting Dag, grabbing him by the shoulders and ramming him directly into the steel steps!
Meanwhile, the referee has already started his count.
Freddy Whoa: Adam Young has a lot of time to work with here to cause some damage to our champion who is currently laid out at ringside.
Adam Young lays the boots to Dag, who is now leaned up against the steps. Each boot pushes Dag’s back to scrape against the harsh steps, whilst the referee continues to beckon for the two to re-enter the ring.
Done with the boots, Adam picks Dag up by the hair and sends him face first into the post by the steps, not even giving him the luxury of falling, he now pulls himself underneath the champion, in Electric Chair position!
Freddy Whoa: We know this position leads directly to the Joker Driver… this isn’t looking good for Dag.
Zach Davis: Adam Young is looking right at those steel steps, this could be bad.
With evil intent, Adam begins what looks to be the motion of the deadly driver, but Dag has secured his feet on the apron, pushing himself off of Adam and saving himself from almost certain doom!
Freddy Whoa: Close one!
The referee’s count now at 8, Dag steps through the middle rope, back into the ring, a look of fear on his face, which only further entices Adam Young to rush the ring and charge towards his prey once more…
And now, Dag smiles.
Zach Davis: Boot to the gut by Dag!
Freddy Whoa: Here he goes!
Zach Davis: WRATH OF THE GODS!
Riddik’s package powerbomb causes Adam Young’s body to buckle and seemingly cave in on itself, he lays flat as the ring continues to shake from the devastating impact of the move. Dagvald rests on his knees, smiling widely as he soaks in the boos of the crowd, before dropping down over his challenger and hooking the leg.
Freddy Whoa: THREE!
Zach Davis: Not so fast! Adam Young powers out just in the nick of time. Dag doesn’t look to pleased about that.
Freddy Whoa: I don’t know what you’re watching. Dag knew someone of Adam’s calibre would be able to kick out – even if it was from a huge move like that. He’s in complete control.
Dag watches Adam for a moment keenly, waiting to see if he will bring himself up to his feet. It only takes him a moment to realize that the damage caused by Wrath of the Gods was still in effect, he wastes no in dragging the groggy Adam up to his feet. He pulls him over toward the turnbuckle corner, and sets him up in the same position as he did for the last Package Powerbomb. This time however, Dagvald has now set himself up on the second rope, a dangerous look in his eyes.
Zach Davis: Looks like he wants to put an exclamation point on this match, Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: This will be the end, there’s no doubt about it.
Before he can lift however, Dag stops, frozen in place.
Zach Davis: What’s he doing?
His face is now a contortion of pain, as he drops to his knees, Adam Young now standing over the top of him with a smirk. Before Dag can even react, Adam hooks his arms around his head and drops him with a DDT, spiking his head into the canvas.
Freddy Whoa: He low-blowed Dag with his head! Referee, disqualify him!
Zach Davis: I don’t think the referee quite caught it! Adam with the cover!
THR-NO! Dag Riddik kicks out at two and a half…
Freddy Whoa: NO!
Zach Davis: Adam Young transitions straight into an Anaconda Vice following the kick out, he has it well and truly locked in. This might be all she wrote.
The referee is leaning right over Dag, asking him if he wants to give up, much to the annoyance of Dagvald, who waves his arm around furiously, beckoning for the referee to get away from him. He screams out once, half out of frustration and half out of the pain being applied by Adam Young’s pressure.
Zach Davis: Dag’s whole journey since return has revolved around capturing this Internet Championship. He was successful in doing so – but now there is a lot more to be accomplished. There is no way he is giving up here, or is there?
Freddy Whoa: If you think Dag’s giving up here, you’re fooling yourself. This man holds the weight of an entire country AND the internet on his shoulders, he isn’t about to let that slip so easily.
After being hyped up by Freddy Whoa like that, you best believe you aren’t tapping out. With the will of a warrior, Dagvald begins to throw heavy-handed blows with his free hand, crashing them wildly off the skull of Adam Young, who replies in turn only by strengthening the grip of his hold. The two remained locked in a stalemate for the next twenty seconds, until Dagvald’s frantic strikes cause Adam to loosen his grip, and eventually let go completely, rolling away from the champion to assess the gash that Dag had now opened up on the side of his skull.
Zach Davis: Dag has cut open Adam Young, but it doesn’t seem like he’s in any position to take advantage.
Freddy Whoa: He just had his air supply cut off for at least a minute, plus he needed to use all that energy to get out of the hold. This is anyone’s match at the moment.
Zach Davis: Adam is up to his feet, although it doesn’t seem he is entirely sure of where he is. Dag is working his way back up to his feet…
Freddy Whoa: Dag’s up, and he looks pissed.
Dagvald charges at the still recovering Adam Young, who has just turned away from the ropes to pace towards the middle of the ring, he is wrapped up around the shoulders by Dag who sends him flying with a belly-to-belly suplex. Adam crashes against the canvas and staggers back up to his feet, right into another belly-to-belly from Dag, this time it takes him a moment longer to get to his feet, allowing Dag to jump up and wrap his legs around Adam while holding onto the arm!
Freddy Whoa: TRUMP CARD!
Unable to carry Dag’s weight after being weakened by the shots to the temple, Adam Young falls directly to the canvas, with Dag underneath him cranking his arm in an unnatural way. Adam Young yells out in frustration as he realizes he has been trapped, he slaps his hand against the canvas once out of anger, waving the referee away as he leans over him, asking if he wants to tap.
Zach Davis: The damage accumulated over the course of this match has worn Adam down, it’s making it even harder for him to get out of this submission hold – one that has brought down countless members of the WCF roster.
Adam Young with his free arm, tries to utilize the same tactic his opponent did to get out of his submission, throwing punches toward Dag’s face. However, Dag sees this coming and bobs and weaves desperately out of the way, avoiding the dangerous blows being aimed at him. Seemingly infuriated by the resilience being shown by his opponent, Dag cranks the submission even harder.
Freddy Whoa: The referee needs to stop this, Adam Young could be seriously injured!
It has almost been a minute since Dag has locked in the submission, Adam is still continuing to drag himself on in vain, trying to reach the bottom rope, Dag now has a smile on his face however as finally… Adam Young’s hand drops to the canvas, tapping three times.
DING DING DING!
Dagvald gets to his feet, he is handed his Internet Title by the referee, which he rips away with a look of disdain over him. He ignores the referee entirely now, raising his title high above his head on his own, while pushing Adam out of the ring with his feet.
Kyle Steel: Your winner of this match by submission… and STILL YOUR WCF INTERNET CHAMPION… DAGVALLLLDDDDD RIIDDDDDDIIIKKKKKK!
Zach Davis: In his first title defense, Dag Riddik comes away with the victory!
Freddy Whoa: I told you. I told you this would happen. Dag Riddik is our Internet Champion, and it’s going to be that way for a long, long time.
With Dagvald on the turnbuckle celebrating with both Internet and International titles in hand, the image fades to a commercial break.
Adrian Archer vs Mikey eXtreme vs Spencer Adams
Zach Davis: Welcome back to eXplosion fans..y’know..it has been absolutely insane..We’ve seen an exploding ring, titles up for grabs..blood shed and spilt..And we are just getting started!
Freddy Whoa: Up next…
Cue to Mikey Extreme walking through the backstage area looking focused, fans cheering, Freddy Woah Narrating.
Freddy Whoa: THE RETURN OF MIKEY EXTREME TO THE WCF! Zach, I’m excited about this one..
Cue to split screen of Spencer Adams and Adrian Archer walking backstage..Spencer shakes hands and slaps 5’s, Archer walks alone with no fanfare, chewing gum.
Zach Davis: And there you see the other combatants in this triple threat..Spencer Adams, The Antidote, BACK ON WCF..and the return of the original Adrian Archer..Lets go to ringside and get this thing going!
The Warrirors Code by Dropkick Murphys hits the speakers…
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, this triple threat match is scheduled for ONE FALL! Making his way to the ring..Originally from Quincy Mass, weighing in at 228 lbs...ADRIAN...ARCHER!
Archer appears at the entrance ramp, looks right and left before spitting his chewing gum out and hitting it into the crowd, walking with purpose to the ring.
Zach Davis: A rather lukewarm reception for Adrian Archer here as he returns for the first time in months..
Freddy Whoa: Look..I don’t know about you, but that whole multiple Archers thing was weird to me..Archer is starting basically from below zero because he has to make people forget months of history...I don;t see this going well for Adrian, but who knows??
Archer throws his Aviator shades and Cap into the crowd, and removes his long sleeved dress shirt, handing it to a ring attendant, doing a slight jog to prep for the match
Kyle Steel: And his opponent…
A video feed of a single light swinging back and forth is seen on the titantron as the camera zooms towards the stage. As the swinging stops, all goes black as the fans begin to cheer in anticpation.
The opening riff to Supremacy by Muse hits the PA as strobe lights flicker and a blue smoke fills the stage. As the song picks up, Spencer steps onto the stage and lifts his right arm high into the air.
Kye Steel: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 190 lbs...THE ANTIDOTE...SPENCER..ADAMS!
Zach Davis: Far better reaction for Adams here, a long time favorite in WCF!
Freddy Whoa: AN O.G. D.R.G. and a classic competitor!
Spencer makes his way down the ramp, jumping up onto different spots on the barricade and high fiving fans before charging into the ring and climbing the turnbuckle. He motions for the fans to make some noise before leaping down and looking at Archer with a smirk..Archer looks disgusted and spits into the mat..
Kyle Steel: And Finally..
There is a hush followed by a loud pop from the crowd..A few..then many...Start chanting…
“MIKEY MIKEY MIKEY MIKEY”
The lights begin to slowly go off, section by section, until the arena is completely black. "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains blares over the PA system as the lights on the stage begin to slowly flash on and off.
Kyle Steel: Making his way down to the ring being accompanied by Vidalia and Freakshow, hailing from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 225 lbs, Mikey eXtreme!
Huge Pop from the fans! Chants of MIKEY fill the arena at ear splitting volume
Mikey ignores the fans trying to reach out to touch him. He throws the kendo stick into the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, crawling to the corner where he sits laughing and rocking back and forth. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at Mikey's opponent(s) as Vidalia whispers some kind of plan into Mikey's ear.
Zach Davis: A HUGE REACTION FROM THE CROWD HERE..WELCOMING BACK ANOTHER WCF LEGEND..MIKEY EXTR..
The music cuts abruptly and switches to “Master of Puppets” by Metallica..
Zach Davis: Wait a minute!
Freddy Whoa: LOOK AT THAT! KATHERINE PHOENIX..SETH LERCH...AND HANK BROWN???
Zach Davis: Hank Brown sporting that neckbrace, presumably from his encounter with Archer earlier this week!
Katherine Phoenix, mic in hand, has a smile on her face. Seth has a smug grin, Hank looks pissed..
Katherine Phoenix: FIRST OF ALL, ON BEHALF OF SETH LERCH..I WANT TO WELCOME BACK MIKEY EXTREME TO THE WCF!!!!
Crowd pops, Katherine Pauses, then as the noise dies down, continues..
Katherine Phoenix: And so our returning superstar feels right at home, , Seth has decided to make this match a NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH!
Crowd pops huge..Mikey Extreme and his crew laugh, Adams looks shocked..Archer is staring daggers into Lerch..
Freddy Whoa: HOLY HELL!
Katherine Phoenix: And furthermore...Adrian Archer...If you lose this match..You will be suspended..INDEFINITELY..FOR YOUR ACTIONS AGAINST OUR ESTEEMED REPORTER HANK BROWN! Maybe that will teach you to step out of line..Remember..We made your pathetic little career..WE CAN DESTORY IT! RING THE BELL!
Archer, still in shock, stands staring down the Entrance ramp as the 3 walk laughing to the back..Behind Archer stands Mikey Extreme, Kendo stick in hand, sick grin on his face.
Zach Davis: Archer has no idea whats in store for him…
Archer turns around slowly, and gets cross checked over the top rope by Extreme
Freddy Whoa: And down goes Archer right into Darkness!
Archer gets up, and stares straight into the chest, and slowly up, at Freakshow..Archer gets startled and stumbles right back over the ring steps..Freakshow and Vidalia share a hearty laugh…
Meanwhile in the ring..
Zach Davis: From Behind SPENCER ADAMS WITH A ROLL UP..AND ALMOST A 3 COUNT!
Freddy Whoa: That would not have been a good return for Extreme, especially in his yard, so to speak!
Zach Davis: Adams with a quick dropkick..Another! Extreme back up as Adams rebounds from the ropes..Clothesline by Extreme..DUCKED..Kick by Adams..CAUGHT...ENZIGURI BY ADAMS!
Zach Davis: Adams wasting no time...Springboard Plancha...OOOOHHHH EXTREME CAUGHT HIM IN THE MIDSECTION WITH THAT KENDO STICK..AND ANOTHER SHOT TO THE BACK!
Freddy Whoa: Mikey likes this!!!!! And with another strike, has broken the kendo stick!
Mikey throws the kendo stick away as Adams crumples out of the ring to the floor..Mikey takes a moment to soak in the cheers before..
Zach Davis: LOOK OUT! ARCHER FROM BEHIND WITH AN AXEHANDLE! Now mounting Extreme and hitting him with fists of fury!!!
Freddy Whoa: Archer fighting for his livelihood here..Maybe that has lit a fire under his ass!
Zach Davis: Archer has Extreme..front face lock..PATENTED QUICK STRIKE DDT! And now its Archer soaking in the crowds attention..But its mostly boos..
but whipped into the ropes by Archer….Leap frog.
.Extreme off the far side…
ARCHER WITH A LEAP FROG..eXTREME OFF THE ROPES.
.INTO A DDT BY EXTREME! Stunning Archer!
Freddy Whoa: Look out!
Zach Davis: Adams with a cross body off the top turnbuckle..Extreme catches him FLUSH WITH A DROP KICK! Mikey Extreme In control here in Las Vegas!
Extreme rolls out of the ring..Vidalia shoves the timekeeper off of his chair and hands it to Mikey..Mikey rolls the chair in and slides under the bottom rope..
Freddy Whoa: I do not like how this looks for Adams and Archer here..both getting to their feet like sitting ducks...EXTREME FOR THE HOME RUN...Dropkick to the Knees by Adams!
The chair falls as Adams corners Extreme against the turnbuckle..Archer is sitting in the corner to the left, recovering..Adams his Extreme with various kicks and punches..Then runs to the opposite corner..Gathering steam he charges Extreme..
Zach Davis: Running Knee to the gut! Extreme wobbles from the corner...Bulldog into the ropes!!!! Cover by Adams…
Freddy Whoa: No!
Zach Davis: Archer flies in to break the count!!! Now Adams turns to focus on Archer! Archer with rights and Lefts cornering Adams..Adams turns the tables! Whips Archer far side corner...Going for another running Knee...ARCHER MOVES! SPENCER ADAMS HITS THAT TURNBUCKLE HARD WITH HIS KNEE!This could be the opening Archer needs! And..wait...Archer eyeing the chair…
Freddy Whoa: This guy knows about hardcore..He got the shit kicked out of him in the Deathmatch tournament but lived..He ain’t afraid to use weapons…
Adams writhes in pain on the mat, holding his right knee..
Archer takes the chair, folded, flips it upside down and with a mighty raise of the chair brings the top rightdown on Adams Knee…
Archer slowly stalks the former Peoples Champion...
Zach Davis: My God! Another hit to the knee! And another! Adams screaming in pain! He may have just grounded the high flyer!
Archer raises the chair for one more blow when Extreme grabs it from him, turns him around, and hits a stiff chair led drop kick which sends Archer out of the ring...The crowd swells as Mikey runs the ropes..He leaps..
Freddy Whoa: WOAH! EXTREME GOING AIRBORNE CATCHES ARCHER WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! Both men being propped up by the Guard rail but obviously out on their feet! Wait..here comes ADAMS
Zach Davis: INCOMING!
Adams hits a suicide dive of his own which sends all three men to the floor when the guardrail gives way..
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP..
Zach Davis: I MUST AGREE WITH THE FANS HERE TONIGHT..THIS IS INDEED AWESOME!
Vidalia and Freakshow help Mikey get to his feet..He stumbles to the ring apron while Adams and Archer recover..From under the ring, he produces a table much to the crowds enjoyment..Freakshow and Vidalia set the table up near the apron while Mikey grabs Adrian by the head, firing various shots to the head while dragging him to the table
Zach Davis: Mikey Extreme has something planned for Archer..And my guess is its not pleasant..
Freddy Whoa: What gave you the first clue?
Mikey lifts Archer to sit on the apron..Archer fires a right..Mikey fires one back..Back and forth they go..
Crowd: YEAAHHHH... BOOOOOO... YEAHHHH…. BOOOOOO…. YEAHHHHH…... YEAHHHHHH... YEAHHHHHH!
Mikey lifts Archers dead weight and lays him flat onto the table..At the same time, Adams has recovered and sees Archer on the table, but does not see Mikey Extreme, who has climbed the nearest turnbuckle and does not see Adams..Adams climbs the guardrail, sensing an opportunity...Mikey Leaps….
Zach Davis: MY GOD! MY GOD! MY GOD! MIKEY EXTREME WITH A LEGDROP FROM THE TOP..SPENCER ADAMS WITH AN ELBOW FROM THE GUARDRAIL...EXTREME HIT ARCHER, ADAMS LANDS ON EXTREME...IT LOOKS LIKE A DAMN CAR CRASH OUT HERE!!!!!!!!!!
Freddy Whoa: KEEP IN MIND FANS...THIS IS NO DQ, BUT THE PINFALL MUST HAPPEN INSIDE THE RING!!!!! THE REFEREE..IS POWERLESS! ALL HE CAN DO IS HOPE ONE OF THESE MEN CAN GET UP FROM THIS CARNAGE!!!
Slowly from the pile of wood and flesh….
Spencer Adams hobbles up..And takes Mikey Extreme by the hair, rolling him into the ring..Adams follows, sliding under the bottom rope and getting to his feet..He crosses to the corner opposite Extreme, sizing him up…
Zach Davis: Adams looks like he is sizing up Extreme for a Super Duper Kick!
The crowd is LOUD..A mixture of cheers and boos fills the arena...Freakshow jumps onto the apron but gets a swift elbow for his trouble, falling back onto the floor..Extreme Gets up..Stumbles towards Adams..
Adams goes for it…
Zach Davis: SUPER DUPER…..X MARKS THE SPOT!!!!!
Zach Davis: BOTH MEN HAVE HIT THEIR SUPERKICKS ON EACH OTHER! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! And from the wreckage outside, Here comes Archer!!!!!!!
The crowd yells a collective NOOOOOOOOOO as Archer slowly crawls on his belly into the ring towards Mikey Extreme…
Zach Davis: ADRIAN ARCHER COULD VERY WELL STEAL THIS ONE!!!!! SLOWLY….INCH BY INCH….HIS ARM DRAPES OVER MIKEY EXTREME!!!!
Zach Davis: KICKOUT BY EXTREME!!!!!
Archer rolls on his back, dejected, but looks over and sees Adams...He crawls a bit faster, scrambling..And even Hooks the Inside Leg…
Freddy Whoa: COVER ON ADAMS!!!!
Zach Davis: NO!!!! NO!!!!!!!!! AND ARCHER CANNOT BELIEVE IT! ALL THREE MEN ARE DOWN!
Adams and Extreme are using the ropes to get to their feet in opposite corners while Archer gets to all fours..
Zach Davis: ARCHER TO HIS FEET...ADAMS IS UP AND CHARGES HIM... SUPERKICK!
Freddy Whoa: FLUSH!
But Archer sees that Mikey is up too. Archer fires off a Superkick exactly as Mikey snaps one off too!
Freddy Whoa: WHAT?!?!?!! WHAT?!?!?!?! FLUSH TO MIKEY, X MARKS THE SPOT TO ARCHER, RIGHT AT THE SAME TIME!
Both men fall on top of Adams.
Zach Davis: Wait.. who won this!?
Archer rolls out of the ring, thinking he's won; Mikey rolls off Adams, also thinking he has won.
Kyle Steel: The referee has declared this match a TIE! Your winners, Mikey eXtreme and Adrian Archer!
The fans boo. Archer magically has a mic in his hand.
Adrian Archer: SETH...KATHERINE...HANK... MIKEY... AND ALL YOU BOOGER EATING VIRGINS OUT THERE IN THE AUDIENCE….FUCK…..YOU!!!!!!!
The fans boo.
Freddy Whoa: Wow.. strong words there. To say the least!
Slam goes to commercial as Mikey yells at the referee.
People's Title Match
Jared Holmes vs Kevin Bishop
Kyle Steel: The following match is for one fall and its for the People's Championship. And first..Making his way to the ring, the challenger, weighing in at 215 pounds from Hollywood, CA, "The Celestial Shark", Jaredddddddd Holmes.....
"The Ballad of Maxwell Demon" by Shudder to Think hits the PA as the lights go dim in the arena. A golden Eye of Horus lights up the jumbotron as "#AllHail6ixGod" appears beneath in gold lettering. A single stage light hits the center of the ramp as the music swells and booing from the crowd reaches a fever pitch. From the curtain steps Jared Holmes dressed in a full-face mirror ball mask topped with a diamond encrusted crown of thorns and long navy wool coat with gold accents, Thursday by his side.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from New York, NY weighing in at 245 pounds, He is the WCF People's Champion, "The Plague" Kevinnnnn Bishoppp!
The lights in the arena go black and a hush falls upon the fans when the tron lights up pure white. “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold blares over head and white strobes beam down on a group of people in black hoods and Plague doctor masks, as the lights beam down on them, the move away to reveal The Plague Kevin Bishop holding out his arms taking in the roar of the crowd. He wears his black studded leather vest and his hair drips wet as he shakes his head to the music. Kevin applies his wrist tape as he makes his way down the ramp with the fans reaching out to him. Towards the end of the ramp Kevin runs to the ring and slides in. He stands in the middle of the ring for a second with a grin on his face as he takes in the roaring of the crowd. Finally he lifts his arms and a barrage of sparks rain down onto him and the ring. He makes his way to the far corner and awaits his opponent.
Zach Davis: "Kevin is so close to being the longest reigning People's Champion"
Freddy Whoa: "But Jared Holmes is hungry"
Both men circle each other and locks in but Bishop gets the upper hand. An elbow to the back of the head and Holmes goes to his knees.
Bishop raises his arms. He turns and holds Holmes in a waist lock and then hits a kick to the back and hits a few elbows to the back. Holmes staggers to the ropes as the referree intervenes a charging Bishop.
Zach Davis: "Hell! Sneaky eye rake by Holmes"
Holmes runs and rolls up Bishop into a small package for a quick win but...
Freddy Whoa: "One..two and kick out by Bishop"
Zach Davis: "Holmes is trying to win fast"
As Bishop stands, Holmes holds him by the hair and hits a Russian Leg Sweep and goes for a cover again.
Holmes waits for Bishop to get up and runs the ropes and hits the running STO. He mocks the crowd and goes for a clothesline but Bishop catches him with the Exploder.
Zach Davis: "Holy Crap"
Bishop gathers himself up and picks up Holmes and hits a snap suplex but rolls through and goes on to hit a German.
He holds on and goes to hit a second...
Freddy Whoa: "Suplex City of Plague!"
Bishop drops Holmes with the 3rd and then hits the 4th but releases him.
Bishop soaks in the crowd and waits for Holmes to get up... Bishop goes for the Black Death but Holmes moves and catches him with Baby maker.
Freddy Whoa: "Oh my F'n God"
Zach Davis: "Don't curse the God"
Holmes runs and goes hits Hammerhead Blitz. Holmes then hits the Sharknado Splash. But as he goes for the Styling DDT, gets caught by Bishop and hits the Cast Out but before he could lock in the boston crab..Holmes reverses it into his own
version of the Boston Crab.
Zach Davis: "Boston Crap"
Freddy Whoa: "Bishop is in middle of the ring with nowhere to go..."
Zach Davis: "Will The Plague be over?"
Bishop crawls to the ropes and catches the bottom rope and referre tries to separate them but Holmes continues to hold on.
Finally he lets go and immediately hits the Styling DDT. He waits for Bishop to get up and hits the Cliche Kick.
Zach Davis: "Dolphin Driver..Dolphin Driver...Dolphin Driver...."
Freddy Whoa: "He kicks out..hot damn!"
Zach Davis: "That was close"
A frustrated Holmes looks at the referree.. He waits for Bishop to get up and has blood lust look. He runs and springboards and goes for the second Dolphin Driver. But Bishop catches in a suples position and hits a butterfly suplex one...two and then a third one...
Zach Davis: " Is this the The Inevitable Death nail?"
Bishop looks at the crowd and goes for the butterfly DDT but somehow Holmes rolls through and performs a arm drag. And then hits a pele kick.
Freddy Whoa: The 6ix God is going to the top rope"
Holmes waits for Bishop to stand as he lookjs to hit the cross body. Bishop stands up and charges. Holmes falls roughly on his groin.
Zach Davis: "Nut cracker"
Bishop gathers up some strenght and goes for the SRN but Holmes reverses into a Stylin DDT and immediately goes for the cover...
Holmes starts pulling at his hair.
Freddy Whoa: "What would it take?"
Holmes pleads with the referree but that was all the time that Bishop needed. Holmes turns around to The Dark Age
Zach Davis: "Holmes shows some resolution"
Freddy Whoa: "Holmes wants the gold bad"
A shocked Bishop looks on and stands up. He waits for Holmes. He goes for the Bridging arm triangle choke but gets a rake in the eyes as the referree. As he goes to check on Bishop, Holmes hits a low kick to Bishops legs and a Knife edge chop.
He runs in for the Dolphin Driver but Bishop moves and charges Holmes. But another reversal leads to Holmes hit the
Dolphin Driver for the second time....
Freddy Whoa: "New People's chmapion...new champion...."
Kyle Steel: "ladies and gentlemen, the winner and your new People's champion, Jared Holmes"
Television Title Match
Sebastian Knight vs John Rabid
"Guardians at the Gate" by Audiomachine fills the arena via the PA system as Sebastian Knight steps through the curtian with a noticeable lack of theatrics. His gait was focused as he moved down the entrance ramp, ignoring the calls and jeers the closest fans tossed at him, while the music increased intensity around him. Once at ringside, Knight uses the steel steps to climb onto the apron. He grabs onto the top rope and lifts his leg to step through, before hesitating a moment. He finally acknowledges the crowd, panning the sea of faces for a brief moment. The chorus kicks in, and Knight completes his entrance into the ring, moving to the corner with his focus turned inward once more. The music fades out a few moments later as Knight waits, stony-faced, for the match to begin.
“Death Breath - Toxic Avenger Remix” by Bring Me The Horizon hits as a huge pyrotechnic barrage explodes around the jumbotron. As the smoke clears, we see John Rabid standing tall; arms out stretched as he spins on the spot. Rabid struts down the ramp, snarling and gnashing his teeth at a stray cameraman as John's name appears on a Slam Graphic. Meanwhile, Rabid's 'tron plays in the background; it's The Ripper hitting the Kingdom Destroyer on a cavalcade of doomed jobbers, this scene is intercut with footage of Lon Chaney in Tod Browning's "London After Midnight" (1927). Rabid reaches the ramp and climbs the turnbuckle, “smelling” the boo's from the crowd before taking off his black trench-coat and shades and waving his hapless opponent on with a cocky smirk on his face.
(DING DING DING)
The bell rings, the match begins, and already the crowd is letting their opinions of the competitors known.
Crowd: FUCK YOU BOTH! FUCK YOU BOTH! FUCK YOU BOTH!
Zach Davis: We knew this match would probably be one of the least popular on the card, but good god these fans are letting those two men have it!
Freddy Whoa: Are you surprised though? Sebastian Knight has been nigh insufferable as he destroyed Adam Burnett's chances at the TV Title, while Rabid has been terrorizing the WCF for the better part of a year now. Most nights fans would pick a side, but for this match I don't think they're willing!
The two competitors ignore the crowd and go for a lock-up...or at least, Rabid does before Knight fakes him out and lands a hard right punch to the gut, taking the wind right out of Johnny's sails. As Rabid hunches over in pain, Knight scoops him up quick as a lick, and SMACKS him with a T-Bone Suplex. Knight tries for an early pin.
Tw-Kickout by Rabid.
Zach Davis: The former champ with the advantage early on, can he maintain and win back his belt?
Rather then give Rabid the chance to get back up, Knight keeps him grounded with a calculated elbow strike to the face, before getting up and stomping on Rabid's legs. This opens the door for Knight to quote "bring Rabid to school" as he begins to apply the figure four leg lock to a chorus of boos.
Freddy Whoa: You'll be hearing no WOOs when this man goes to school, that's for damn sure.
Zach Davis: Nevertheless the figure-four IS a dangerous move, this could possibly end the match right here.
Referee Stanley Moser drops down to Rabid, asking if he wants to concede. Rabid responds by furiously shaking his head no. Knight begins saying to Rabid "Just give up Johnny, just give up!" Rabid refuses to listen to this, as he begins the slow trek to the ropes. The crawl is unbearably slow, as Rabid inches closer and closer to the ropes. Just as he is within reach though, Knight exclaims "NOO!!" befoe drawing him back into the middle of the ring.
Johnny Rabid: Heh...sucker.
Then, before anyone can say anything, Rabid lifts himself up by his hands and begins to REVERSE the hold whilst Knight is vulnerable bringing him back. Sebastian begins to WRITHE in agony as his own move is used against him.
Freddy Whoa: My GOD what beautiful thinking by Rabid. He lured Knight into a trap and turned him over while he wasn't thinking. THAT'S why he's our TV champ gents.
When it becomes obvious Sebastian won't tap, Rabid then releases the hold, gets up and begins to run the ropes. By the time Knight is up on his feet, it's too late for him to stop a running headscissor takedown from Rabid! Knight is dazed, but gets back up only to get grabbed from behind by Rabid...
Zach Davis: ONE GERMAN!
Freddy Whoa: TWO GERMANS!
Zach Davis/Freddy Whoa: THREE GERMANS!
Indeed, Rabid has hit a classic three german suplex sequence on Knight, bridging on the last one.
Rabid doesn't react too much to the kickout, he can feel the end coming, he waits, goads for Knight to get back up, and when he eventually does...
Zach Davis: KINGDOM DESTROYER! IT'S OVER!
(DING DING DING)
Freddy Whoa: There you have it! Johnny Rabid retains the Television Title here at Explosion!
Stanley Moser hands the belt to Rabid, who goes to the corner to celebrate and rub it in the face of the fans, who rain boos onto him.
Zach Davis: Not a popular champion, but then again neither was Knight, so thiss was the best we could hope for. We gotta take a quick break, we'll be right back fans!
Trilogy Cup Tournament Match
Jaymz vs Teddy Blaze vs Dionysus
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a triple threat match in the Semi Finals for the Trilogy Cup!!!
The arena lights dim, the music begins to play and Jaymz silhouette appears at the top of the ramp. As the music from The Kraken from Hanz Zimmer picks up, the lights come on and dark blue sparks shoot from both sides of the ramp and Jaymz casually makes his way to the ring, halfway the ring he stares at the crowd with a foul look on his face while showing no emotion. He then enters the ring as he stands in the middle of the ring and stares at the entrance way, awaiting his first opponent.
Kyle Steel: Standing in at 7ft2 and weighing in at 363 pounds!! Hailing from Noble, Oklahoma!! Jaymz!!!
"Domination" by Symphony X begins to play throughout the Arena. "The Legion", 20 Centurion guards march down the aisle, lining up 10 on one side and 10 on the other leading down to the ring and stand at attention.
A quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold appears carrying "The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat and makes its way down the aisle as if entering the Roman Colosseum ready to do battle and circles the ring and stops.
As Dion enters the ring, the quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold makes its way back up the aisle and disappears followed by The Legion.
"The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat, standing in the middle of the ring, drawing a Gladius from the hip and starts banging the hilt against a custom made Vibranium/steel alloy Spartan shield calling out his opponent to engage him into a fight to the death.
Dion's fans stand in unison to cheer their warrior as gold coins in Dion Necurat's likeness rains down on him in the center of the ring. He looks out to his fans, who give Dion the thumbs up and gives his opponent the thumbs down, meaning "Death!"
Dion raises both arms holding the Gladius and custom made Spartan shield wide out over his head in praise to the crowd and let's out a Gladiator bloodcurdling scream. After that he and Jaymz are staring at each other in a cold stare, both men are not impressed with each other as we hear Kyle Steel do the introduction of Dion
Kyle Steel: His opponent!! Standing in at 6’5 and weighing in at 270 pounds!! Hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota!! Dion Nacurat!!!!
Jaymz moves his head from side to side, knocking his neck before pounding his fists and whispers to Dion that he is going to fuck him up. Until…
The Crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat echoes throughout the arena, signalling the arrive of Teddy Blaze! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp.
With a crescendo and a burst of flame, Blaze appears before them, holding his hands out over his head and bathing in the applause. He takes a deep bow and walks towards the ring, waving to the fans along the way. Currently in the ring we see that Jaymz and Dion already got it on with each other as they The Crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat echoes throughout the arena, signalling the arrive of Teddy Blaze! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp.
With a crescendo and a burst of flame, Blaze appears before them, holding his hands out over his head and bathing in the applause. He takes a deep bow and walks towards the ring, waving to the fans along the way. He wears an almost cocky grin as he rolls between the ropes, offering his opponent an extended handshake before shrugging and walking to the turnbuckle.
He holds his arms over his head and yells out "WCF Forever!" as he does so, eliciting a cheer from the audience as the music reaches its zenith. He turns and steps back into the ring, waiting for the bellare both trading blows to each other. But the bigger and more powerful Jaymz gets quickly the upper hand as he drives several knees in the midsection of Dion before whipping him in the ropes and then follows it up with a clothesline that sneds him over the top rope This gives Teddy the chance to get in the ring and stares at the two men as we see Jaymz whip Dion into the security railing on the outside.
Kyle Steel: Steel: Their opponent!! Standing in at 6’0 and weighing in at 188 pounds!! Hailing from Houston, Texas!!! Teddy Blaze!!!
Zach Davis: Finally, Kyle managed to find a safe spot to do his work!!
Freddy Whoa: Yeah, I wonder how long it will take before Teddy will be a part of this match.
It doesn’t take long before Teddy inserts himself into the match as we see Jaymz grab the hair of Dion and pulls him to his feet as Teddy runs to the ropes and then charges in towards the two on the outside as he jumps through over the top rope and hits the two men with a suicide dive. Knocking the two much larger men into the security railing due to the force of the impact that he hit them with it. Teddy gets to his feet as he is feeling the cheers from the fans as he is screaming out loud before turning his attention towards Dion as he grabs him by the head and jumps over the security railing and drives the face into the railing. Causing Dion to fall backwards while holding onto his face as the fans cheer Teddy on.
Zach Davis: Teddy needs to get rid of one of those bigger men and use his speed to his advantage on the other one.
Teddy high fives some fans before jumping on the security railing and jumps off towards Dion for a double axhandle, but is caught by Jaymz as he grabs him by the throat and gets smashed hard against the steel ring post. Causing Teddies head to smash hard against the steel post before slowly sliding down to the concrete floor. Jaymz stares at him before putting his boot to his throat and starts to choke Teddy with it while screaming at him. This gives Dion a chance to recover as he grabs a chair that he found underneath the ring and charges in on Jaymz from behind and blasts the chair hard across the back of the big monster. Causing him to drop to his knees on the concrete floor as Dion continues the onslaught on the back of the monster before putting the top end of the chair up in the air and blasts it in the spine of Jaymz. Causing the big giant to be splattered across the concrete floor. Dion turns around as he drops the chair and grabs the seemingly motionless body of Teddy Blaze and rolls him in the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Good tactic from Dion, eliminating the big man and going to try and pick Teddy apart.
Dion grabs inside the ring the head of Teddy and starts to drive series of closed fists to the face of Teddy before running the ropes and comes off with a running knee to the face of Teddy before going for the cover as the referee manages to count to two before Teddy manages to kick out. Dion grabs the head of Teddy and lifts him up to his feet before executing a hiptoss on Teddy as the impact of the blow causes Teddy to sit up in pain before Dion suddenly goes for his finishing submission hold.
Zach Davis: Bombs of Glory!!!
Just as Teddy sat up it is Dion that locks him in his Pentagram Choke Hold submission finisher as the referee starts to check on Teddy whether he wishes to submit or passes out on the impact of the move. The crowd are cheering the men on before we see Jaymz throwing the chair in the ring as it hits Dion to the side of his head. Causing him to let go off the hold as the big monster has gotten in the ring and whips Teddy out of the ring as he turns his attention back at Dion. He grabs the chair and sets it up in the middle of the ring before grabbing Dion in a Sidewalk slam and drops Dion spine first across the chair before going for the cover as the referee starts to use the count on them.
Ref: One!! Two!!
Dion somehow manages to raise his shoulder off the canvas, showing a grimace on his face as he is clearly in pain. Jaymz grabs Dion by the hair and drags him across the ropes and places Dion face first across the bottom rope while choking him out with the big boot. He holds him there as the referee is helpless to do anything but just watch as Jaymz runs to the other side of the ring before charging in at Dion as he drives an elbow into the back of Dion before rolling him over to his back and goes for the three count.
Ref: One!! Two!! Thr….
Somehow it is Teddy Blaze that jumped up Jaymz and breaks the three count. Teddy gasps for oxygen as he is still suffering from the onslaught that he suffered earlier the match. But he gets to the ropes and climbs the top turnbuckle as he prepares himself for a cross body block towards Jaymz, who catches him and drives him down hard with a massive running powerslam before going for the cover on Teddy Blaze.
NO!, broken up by Dion. Dion is able to grab Jaymz in the Backslide position..
Zach Davis: PRAETORIAN DRIVER!
Blaze has stumbled up as Jaymz rolls out of the ring. Dion hungrily lifts Blaze up onto his shoulders.
Freddy Whoa: GODSLAYER! DION HITS IT!
Dion Necurat drops down and pins Blaze, hooking the leg.
The bell sounds.
Zach Davis: DIONYSUS HAS DONE IT! DION NECURAT IS GOING TO AFTERMATH!
Freddy Whoa: And the finals of the Trilogy Cup Tournament!
Dion gets to his feet and gets his arm raised, soaking in the cheers of the crowd for the hard fought victory.
Trilogy Cup Tournament Match
David Sanchez vs Vinnie Jones
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the second Semi Final match for the Trilogy Cup!!!
Ich Will can be heard as it echoes through the arena, the spotlight will shine on the entrance way as the arena goes black. The fans stand up as they anticipate the arrival of Vinnie Jones and not knowing what split personality it will be. He comes walking to the arena as he looks around at the crowd and smiles. He raises his arms in the air and waits for the pyro to happen before starting to punch in the air before walking to the ring. The fans cheer this version as he gets to the ring and jumps up and down before jumping on the ring apron and gets in the ring. There he takes off his sweater and prepares for his match and awaits his opponent.
Kyle Steel: Standing in at 6’7 and weighs in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Ashbury Park, New Jersey!! Vinnie Jones!!!
The arena falls into a tepid silence as the opening guitar riff to Royal Blood’s “Out of the Black” begins to trickle out of the PA system, starting quiet and building to a thunderous din as the words kick into action. The crowd are perplexed at first until the screen does the legwork in identifying who is coming to the ring by showing highlights from the career of David Sanchez’ various matches..
The song plays on as the audience erupts into a sea of distasteful chants and a rapture of hissing, gesturing and miscellaneous disapproving noises. David Sanchez appears center stage, his eyes unblinking as he soaks in the loathing. Dressed in his simple wrestling gear of purple cage-fighting shorts, taped wrists, Black and purple boots, capped with cut-off, black gloves he appears a much different man than he does behind the curtain. In contrast to his drug-addled antics of promos both past and present, as well as the everyday struggles and politics of being the mayor, this impressive specimen wears only one additional item to approach the ring, a T-shirt he had launched through his wives’ online fashion outlet. The slogan branded on this simple black garment reads “[FEAR] Fuck Empathy” in purple font.
David’s emotionless stare at the crowd turns into a grimace at hearing their hatred towards him, even as he rebuilds their city, he was still always known as the bad guy. He begins a slow pace to the ring. No pyrotechnics are launched, nor do the lights flicker. He believed simplicity was more intimidating than flashing strobes, smoke and fireworks. As he walks he removes the aforementioned T-shirt, an action which draws a slight stirring from the fans closest to the ramp who believe they may be given this item of clothing. Instead, upon acknowledging this optimism, Sanchez simply hangs the T-shirt over the optical lens of the cameraman who had been documenting his walk to the ring, causing a momentary fault in focus which is quickly dealt with as the low hissing turns into a tidal wave of boos by those disheartened by his inability to share.
I’ve got a gun for a mouth,
‘Got a bullet with your name on it.
As the music shifts back to a heavy guitar solo, David Sanchez slides under the bottom ropes and leaps back to his feet, staring down the ring announcer without so much as batting an eyelid at the audience. With this final blatant disregard for showmanship he turns back to the stage, awaiting his opponent whilst stretching out his limbs in a warm-up. He acts as though the arena is empty, as if this was simply a practice run. A slightly troubling smile appears on his previously void of emotion complexion as the music ceases and the crowd’s obvious resentment for his presence surrounds him like a warm blanket of hate.
Kyle Steel: Standing in at 6’3 and weighing in at 223 pounds!! Hailing from Printers Rowe, Chicago, Illinois!! David Sanchez!!
Zach Davis: The most important match for either men, Sanchez to try and regain an opportunity to face the champion as for Vinnie Jones it is a chance to prove himself against a veteran in WCF
Freddy Whoa: And an opportunity to move into the finals of the Trilogy Cup.
The bell rings as the two men circle each other before locking arms, Sanchez gets an opportunity to the newcomer as he knees him in the midsection before blasting a forearm in the back of Jones. Dropping him to his knees as Sanchez drives series of elbows into the forehead of Vinnie before driving series of headbutts into the Trapeziod muscle of Vinnie’s neck and shoulder before wrapping his arm around the chin and drops Vinnie to the canvas with a chinlock as the referee checks in on Vinnie to see if it’s a choke and if he can continue. Vinnie places his hands on the canvas as he tries to get to a vertical base before slowly getting to his knees. There Sanchez lets go off the hold and grabs the head before jumping forward and rolls through as the impact of the blow causes Vinnie’s head to snap back and hit the canvas hard.
Zach Davis: So far it is all Sanchez as many would have expected.
Sanchez measures Vinnie as the member of ZT gets to his knees as Sanchez aims him his patented Down Boy Samoan Spike style strike to the throat, but it is Vinnie that blocks him with his right arm and grabs Sanchez by the throat with his left as he quickly gets to his feet and drives Sanchez down hard with a huge choke slam before dropping to his knees as he feels the effects of the blows he suffered earlier. After a few moments he gets up to his feet and turns his attention back to Sanchez. He grabs him by the head and lifts him up to his feet before wrapping his arms around his waist and drives him down with a big Belly to Belly suplex before going for the cover as the referee starts to use the count on Sanchez.
Ref: One!! Two!!
Sanchez manages to get his shoulders up in time as Vinnie grabs him by the arms and drives his knee in the back of Sanchez as the referee checks in if Sanchez wants to give in to the submission hold that is being put on him. We can see Sanchez trying to break free from the clutches of the more powerful man in Vinnie, but is unable to as he then tries to get to his feet and when he does he attempts to reverse the hold by slowly turning himself and his opponent around. Only to have Vinnie to let go off the hold at the very last moment before going for a clothesline that Sanchez ducks at the final moment. There he spins Vinnie around and hits him with an European Uppercut that causes Vinnie to hold on to his jaw when suddenly he starts to shake his head. Sanchez follows it up with series of European Uppercuts before whipping Vinnie in the ropes, where he sets Vinnie up for a Snap Suplex as he catches him off the ropes. But it’s Vinnie that blocks it before reversing the hold and getting to his feet while screaming out loud with insanity in his eyes.
Freddy Whoa: Uh oh… I think those uppercuts woken up the nutcase version of Vinnie!!!
Vinnie quickly gets to his feet, he grabs Sanchez by the head and pulls him to his feet. Sensing victory coming, he whips him in the ropes and catches him with a Spine Buster before getting to his feet and looks at the crowd as he raises his hand up in the air as he awaits the answer of the fans.
Zach Davis: Will it be Thumbs up?? Or thumbs down???
The fans give Vinnie the Thumbs up signal for the mad man to finish it as Vinnie grabs Sanchez by the head and lifts him up to his feet before executing the Rude Awakening Neck Breaker-
Freddy Whoa: NO! Sanchez pushes Vinnie off!
As Vinnie turns, Sanchez runs at him.
Zach Davis: MEDUSA'S TOUCH KICK!
NO!, Vinnie ducks it and Sanchez kicks the referee! The two men turn to face each other and Sanchez kicks Vinnie in the gut before pulling him in and hitting a Single Underhook Spike DDT.
Freddy Whoa: Central Nervous Shutdown! Sanchez has it!
He drops down to pin Vinnie until realizing that he knocked the ref out earlier. He turns back to the ref and violently lifts him up, telling him to wake the fuck up. The ref gets back into Sanchez's face, but the distraction allows Vinnie to roll him up from behind!
Ref: One!! Two!! Three!!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
The fans pop!
Kyle Steel: The winner of this match and advancing to the Trilogy Cup finals!!! Vinnie Jones!!!
David Sanchez rolls out of the ring and kicks the ring stairs out of anger. He gets in the face of nearby fans, completely livid.
Zach Davis: We thought this just might be David Sanchez's time, Freddy! And he thouught so too! After winning Final Destination at One, he lost his World Title shot to FPV... a shot that FPV is cashing in tonight... and now here tonight he's been eliminated from the Trilogy Cup Tournament as well!?
Freddy Whoa: March 26th, or 30th, whatever date it is today, Explosion... is not going to go down as one of David Sanchez's favorite nights, that is for sure. However, it will be a night to be remembered for Zero Tolerance!
Just as Ich Will is playing and Vinnie celebrates his victory, the music suddenly stops and we hear Domination hit as Dion Necurat walks out to the arena. Both men are staring each other down as the fans are feeling the electricity in the air.
Freddy Whoa: Will the Trilogy Cup finals happen right now???
The two men get face to face as we have a staredown between the two before Dion nods his head and extends his hand towards his finals opponent before he exits the ring and allows Vinnie to celebrate.
Anon Y. Mous Major Announcement
Gemini Syndrome's "Anonymous" hits the speakers as a hooded, masked figure walks down the ramp to the ring, reacting to no one and responding to nobody. He slides under the bottom rope and motions for a microphone.
Zach Davis: Oh, for the love of... This guy AGAIN?
Freddy Whoa: Are you really surprised, Zach? This guy isn’t giving up that easily.
Anon Y. Mous: Cut the music.
The music stops. The crowd is nearly silent.
Anon Y. Mous: Ladies and Gentlemen, you are witnessing the return.
Zach Davis: The return? The return of what?
Freddy Whoa: This guy isn’t making any damn sense.
Anon Y. Mous: Play the clip.
A video appears on the screen. On it, it shows Seth Lerch and three masked Anonymous members in his office; one is guarding the door, while a second stands behind Seth, and the third is seated at the table. It appears as though the clip, or... Is it a live feed? It’s a fucking live feed!
Seth Lerch: I don’t know. This doesn’t seem like a good idea. Last time I let someone try to host it, it lasted a month, and-
Anon Y. Mous: Last time you let someone try to host it, you left the duty to Jayson Price. It flopped because that man has no business being in charge.
Seth Lerch: I suppose, but still-
Anon Y. Mous: Seth, you don’t have a choice. We have been behind the scenes long enough to know that your wrestlers are holding control of this company. You don’t seem to be properly exercising your authority. We, on the other hand, have been silently manipulating things behind the scenes for too long. We are not about to let this company fall; what needs to be done is as plain as day.
Seth Lerch: I guess I could let you host it. I mean, it is bi-weekly, and-
Anon Y. Mous: Biweekly; sure. If that’s what you want to believe. We’ll have a show whenever we damn well please. And the titles?
Seth Lerch: I guess you could put on People’s Title matches...
Anon Y. Mous: Alright. And the Internet Championship?
Seth Lerch: You don’t need both!
Anon Y. Mous: But that’s not giving Us what We want. You expect Us to work wonders with only one championship belt, a belt that We don’t even care about..
Seth Lerch: And what are you going to do about it?
Anon Y. Mous: We could steal your tag team championships from atop that damned ladder, assault Jason O’Neal and hand him straight to FPV, and waltz out of this building with the head of every wrestler on that roster of yours spinning with disbelief. Or maybe you’d rather We provide for a sit-in at Slam and send your fans home infuriated, losing you money. The possibilities are endless, Lerch.
Seth Lerch: Fine, fine, host the Internet Championship if you must! Just leave my Pay-Per-View alone!
The scene returns to the ring, where Anon Y. Mous is still in the ring.
Anon Y. Mous: So without further ado, allow me to be the first to reintroduce WCF Wednesday Night, returning April 5th.
A banner appears on the screen.
Anon Y. Mous: And as one of the titles We have claimed control of, it seems only fitting that we announce our first show’s Main Event on the Internet. Stay tuned, because We are about to show how a show is supposed to be run.
Anon Y. Mous: So Katherine Phoenix, try to get rid of Us all you want. The fact of the matter is, We aren’t leaving. And as a matter of fact, We will be seeing you on Wednesday Nights a lot more often.
Zach Davis: This is a huge development, folks. In ten days’ time, we see the return of WCF Wednesday Night!
Freddy Whoa: Hosted by Anon Y. Mous! How are the fans going to handle this?
Zach Davis: That remains to be seen, Freddy.
Anon drops the microphone and slides from the ring, up the ramp to the back.
Corey Black Retirement Tour
Scarecrow vs Corey Black
The lights lower in the arena as a multitude of spotlights crisscross a huge foreboding structure. A raised platform suspended 40 feet off the ground has been constructed by three teams of ring crews flown in especially from the independent wrestling scene. Two towers of scaffolding run parallel on either side of the wrestling ring, while inside the squared circle a massive pyramid of tables has been constructed. Finally, a large wooden platform is lowered into position connecting the two towers as the final piece of the puzzle is completed. This is the environment Corey Black and Scarecrow will struggle inside. This is....
A Scaffold match.
Zach Davis: Of all the matches that can take place within this business, a scaffold match is by far the most dangerous. It can end you in a thousand ways. It's capacity to mane and to kill is unrelenting. Just looking at this devil's platform I can't help but get a sick feeling welling up inside the pit of my stomach. This match is personal. It is beyond surreal. And speaking of surreal. For the first time in over a year, our first competitor is about to enter the arena.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
A heart monitor flat-lines as the arena lights cut out. Metallica's "Here Comes Revenge" kicks in as a purple spotlight beams down to the stage, encircled by a rolling bank of dry ice.
Above this scene a montage of breakneck imagery appears; Kick! Wham! Cutter! The unworthy falling victim before the might of the Murder Machine. A Murder of Crows! A vicious Chokeslam! It's a glorious car crash of jobbers and victories as the Crow finally emerges in the center of the storm, his massive hooded form cutting a dark, brooding silhouette eclipsed by smoke and light.
Still masked in shadow, Crow adjusts his taped right hand, gaining depth and detail as he begins his focused procession down the steel ramp. We realize now that he's wearing a customized black hoodie over his fight gear. The words, "Murder Machine", are emblazoned across the back in purple.
Kyle Steel: Standing at six foot eight! Weighing in at two hundred and sixty four pounds! Back from the dead! He is...DAHHH MURDAHHH MACHINNNE, CROW McMORHISSSS!
The spotlight follows a snarling and furious Crow at a hurried marching pace, his tall, muscular frame navigating around the squared circle as it billows more dry ice from beneath the ring. Crow's focused now, eager to dissect some poor hapless bastard within.
Eventually (after Crow is satisfied that his mind games are complete) he saunters over the top rope and enters the ring, removing his hoodie and throwing it at Kyle Steel. The Murder Machine climbs the ring post and hits a sinister crucifix pose to a MASSIVE POP. Crow soaks up the adulation for a moment before waving his Corey Black on. After the pop, Crow leaps down and leans his back against the ring post, assuming a demeanour of nonchalance, tinged with cold, almost sociopathic menace.
Zach Davis: No one knows for certain why Crow wanted this match. All we know is that he has hounded Corey Black for months. He has tormented his former friend. He has burned down Corey's old wrestling school. Played mind games that have been nothing sort of insidious. Whatever the Scarecrow wants, perhaps tonight...on the very edge of death...we will discover the truth!
"Spit Out the Bone" by Metallica hits the PA as the lights drop and purple lights illuminate the arena. A few moments later Corey Black emerges from the backstage area wearing a worn looking black leather vest with "ALL HAIL" - a skull with a crown - and "THE KING" on the back of it.
Kyle Steel: Standing at five foot nine! Weighing in at two hundred and seventeen pounds! Now residing from the Dethfort of Denmark. He is...COREEEEEEEEY BLAAAAAAAAAACK!
The crowd cheers along with great appreciation, a few boos scattered in as Corey makes his way to the ring, little interaction with anyone, just focus on the towering structure. Black circles the ring and lifts his right elbow to the sky as most of the crowd loses their mind. Corey drops his vest to the floor and simply waits for the bell, marching back and forth on the opposite side of the ring to The Scarecrow, anticipating the coming battle.
Crow is huge, hunched over and ready to cannon forward. Corey seems composed but nervous. He shakes it off and focuses on the task ahead.
Scarecrow barrels forward and SPEARS COREY BLACK THROUGH THE BARRIER!
Zach Davis: Corey is down! Corey is down!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! The speed was unreal!
Crowd: Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit!
The replay shows the barrier being obliterated by the impact! Corey is almost broken in half by the assault as both men collide with the metal fencing.
Scarecrow is up to his feet, he cracks his knuckles as he towers now over his wounded prey. Corey meanwhile is bleeding profusely from a deep gash, the head wound has left The Jomsviking dazed and confused.
Zach Davis: Corey needs to focus and evade or this one could be over early!
Scarecrow removes the table top from the Ecuadorian announce table as their commentator team scatters. Crow grabs Corey by the hair and Irish whips The Avenger into the table. Hard rights and lefts pound on Creeping Death as the Murder Machine rolls Corey onto the table, then Crow ascends the scaffolding until he's halfway up!
Zach Davis: Good God no! NO!
Crow leaps off the scaffolding and hits a flying elbow drop on a prone Corey Black! THE ECUADORIAN ANNOUNCE TABLE OBLITERATES!
Crowd: Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit!
Zach Davis: We have three minutes on the clock, and this is a train wreck!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! No offense from Corey so far! It's all Scarecrow. I've never seen Corey dominated like this before. NEVER!
Corey tries to stagger to his feet, spaghetti legs as his body staggers on dream street. Behind him a huge looming figure slowly comes into focus. Like something from a Godzilla movie, Scarecrow has stood up!
Corey turns and throws a limp left, it misses by miles as Scarecrow grabs the first and swats it aside, he hooks Corey's head and lifts up Creeping Death into a powerbomb clutch, throwing his opponents body into the unforgiving scaffolding!
Zach Davis: BY GAWD, HE'S BROKEN IN HALF!
Crowd: Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit! Holeeeey Shit!
Corey slumps to the concrete as Scarecrow takes his time. No rush as he circles his wounded prey. Crow hooks Corey back into another powerbomb clutch and administers the move. Keeps it locked in. Another powerbomb. Then another. And another!
A shower of black blood oozes from Corey's mouth as ribs crack!
Zach Davis: OH FOR GAWD SAKES! STOP THE DAMN MATCH!
Nikki Venus runs out from the back but she's kept from ringside by the Ecuadorian announce team.
Zach Davis: Please Nikki, stay back! Where the hell is Kaz Mazy!? Someone needs to talk sense into Crow, he's snapped!
Crow stands over a shattered and bloody Corey as he...
Raises the finger! He ain't done yet!
Crowd: COREEEEEEEE BLACCCCCCK! COREEEEEEEE BLACCCCCCK! COREEEEEEEE BLACCCCCCK!
Scarecrow looks into the eyes of his opponent. Crows eyes are aflame with hatred. A moment passes, then Crows head cranks upwards, towards the platform.
Zach Davis: Oh....oh my Dear Sweet Lord no.
Scarecrow reaches under the ring and discovers a barbed wire baseball bat. It's wrapped in oil soaked linen. Crow takes a lighter from his tights and ignites the bat. A moment later and he's rolled himself back into the center of the ring, Crow is now standing next to the pyramid of tables. An apprehensive beat before Crow raises the bat, then lowers it onto the tables. THE TABLES BURNING NOW WITH ROARING FLAME!
Zach Davis: It's...OH MY GOD....ITS A VIKING FUNERAL!
Crow outside as Corey has a folded chair. Corey with a swing. Misses....
Crow with the baseball bat...
Zach Davis: NO!
A fireball whooshes as Corey is blindsided by the attack, he crumbles to the floor as Crow grabs him by the face in an iron claw and drags him towards the scaffolding. They begin to ascend, Crow has the claw locked in tight while Corey has no choice than to climb with Crow or be decapitated!
Zach Davis: Corey will have to climb or his head will be ripped off and mounted on a pez dispenser!
Crow and Corey seem unsteady on the zenith of the platform, Corey slumps to his knees as Crow lifts him up; looking for the Murder of Crows. Crow hooks in the move as--
LOW BLOW BY COREY BLACK!
Crow stumbles as Corey SCREAMS! He's summoning whatever strength he has as he catches Crow off guard. Flying forearm smash! Superkick! Another Superkick! Corey looks down at the burning funeral pyre that awaits him.
Corey Black: Die, you bastard!....DIE! DIE! DIEEEEEE!
Zach Davis: No....he can't....there's no way......
Freddy Whoa: No....that's not possible.....
Nikki Venus: Corey! I lov--
Corey Black has Crow up in a BURNING HAMMER! HE DROPS CROW OFF THE PLATFORM!!!!
Zach Davis: Corey's done it, he's---
Freddy Whoa: Whoa....no....
Zach Davis: No....No!
Nikki Venus: COREEEEEEEEY!
Crow hooks his arms around the waist of Corey on the way down and POWERBOMBS THEM BOTH INTO THE BURNING TABLES!
BOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!! THE TABLES EXPLODE!!!!!
Crowd: They're both dead! They're both dead! They're both dead! They're both dead! They're both dead!
EMT's rush to the scene. Pantheon emerge from the back and surge forward. Nikki is a crying, she's a wreck, joining the paramedics. But...
There's no Scarecrow.
There's no Corey Black.
Zach Davis: They're gone. They're both GONE. I—I don't understand.
Seth Lerch is now at ringside. He's arguing with the paramedics. Nikki is screaming at Seth as Rabid and Jared lead her away. Confusion runs rampant as--
ALEXANDER RICHARDS appear from the crowd! The three men stand over the destruction in the ring. The burning embers of the tables are like some obscene ground zero event. They raise their arms in the air. The lights dim.
The lights raise.
No trace of the funeral pyre remains. The three members of The Haunted are GONE.
Nikki Venus is on her knees crying.
Zach Davis: Commercial. Somebody please. Cut us to something.
Tag Team Championships on the Line
Steven Singh vs The CAPTAIN
Kyle Steel: The following match is the ladder match for the WCF tag team championship!! The winner of this match is the one man that climbs the ladder and grabs both championship belts!!!
Captain Pantheon runs from the back as soon as his music hits, straight to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He then gets in the middle of the ring and does a super hero pose before running to his corner
Freddy Whoa: I never get enough of his music
Kyle Steel: Standing in at 5’10 and weighs in at 235 pounds!! Hailing from Tokyo, Japan!!! Co holder of the tag team titles!! The Captain!! Captain Pantheon!!!
The gruff voice from the 80s sample announces "Cold getting dumb..." and golden pyros form 5 ft high fountains across the stage. The menacing beat of the Supervillain Theme by Mad Villain fills the arena and The Superstar Steven Singh steps out with tag title around his waist to an enthusiastic, if mixed, reaction. Stopping on the stage he smiles wry and smug, right arm raised in the air, back of his hand to the crowd, left hand behind his back. As the gold fountains shrink back into the stage, The Superstar lowers his hand, twirling his wrist and half-bowing his head with faux gratitude to the fans. He smiles, heading down to the ring and jawing with the crowd as his name is announced over the PA. Singh climbs the stairs to the apron, wipes his feet, steps through the ropes and then bounces up, arms extended to his sides with his palms up soaking in the alternating adulation and animosity.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6’3 and weighing in at 245 pounds!! Hailing from New York City, New York!!! Co holder of the tag team titles!! Steven Singh!!
Zach Davis: Pantheon vs. Everest, champion vs. champion the titles on the line and it’s in a ladder match!!!
The captain gets in the middle of the ring and tells Singh to get to his face as Singh comes face to face with his tag team partner and former friend. The captain starts to talk to Singh, his face is showing emotions of anger as he points his finger into the chest of Singh. Who turns his head away before blasting the captain in the face with a right hand and follows it up with some heavy blows to the face and knife edge chops to the chest before whipping him in the ropes and dropping the captain to the ground with a clothesline. He then follows it up by grabbing the mask of the captain and pulls him up to his feet before setting him up for a Snap suplex and drops his tag team partner to the canvas. Singh grabs the leg of the captain and positions him for a figure four leg lock, but the captain manages to kick Singh in the backside from the moment that he spins around. Causing Singh to run to the ropes and fall to the outside of the ring as we see the captain get to his feet and slide to the outside of the ring as well, where he grabs the head of Singh and whips him hard into the ring apron with his lower back hitting the ring apron. The captain follows it up by grabbing Singh and delivers a Belly to Belly suplex on the concrete floor as the fans go nuts for the captain.
Freddy Whoa: We can see who the fan favourite is in this match!!!
Zach Davis: Yeah, but unfortunately Singh is an accomplished wrestler that you haven’t beaten that easily!!
The captain grabs a ladder and slides it in the ring, believing that Singh is hurt enough for him to set up the ladder and grab the championship belts. Just as he is in the ring and sets the ladder up he starts to climb it, unaware that Singh has rolled into the ring while holding his back and walks over to the captain. There from behind he grabs one of the legs of the Captain and executes a Dragonscrew Leg Whip, causing the captain to fall of the ladder in a painful way as he holds on to his leg in pain. The ladder has fallen next to him, barely missing the man that was climbing the ladder just a few moments ago. Singh grabs the painful leg and drags it towards the ladder as he blasts the injured leg across the ladder. Causing the captain to roll around in pain while Singh looks at him and smiles. He grabs the injured leg from the captain and kicks it before dragging his leg towards the ladder as he opens the ladder and puts the leg on top of the bottom part of the ladder before blasting the other part of the ladder that he was holding in his hands across the painful leg of the captain. Causing him to scream in agonizing pain as the fans boo the member of Everest who shrugs it off and starts to talk trash to the crowd before grabbing the ladder and setting it up in the middle of the ring, believing that the leg of the captain was injured enough for him to retrieve it.
Zach Davis: Will this be the moment???
Singh is gloating at the fans as he is arrogantly climbing the ladder on a very slow pace, talking trash as he stands there for a few moments on a step as we see the captain crawling over to the ladder. Being out of sight of Singh he manages to get to his knees and pushes the ladder from the side as that causes the ladder to fall to the ropes and Singh hitting the ropes hard in a very painful and uncomfortable way as he is hanging in the ropes for a few moments before falling to the outside to the concrete floor. We can see the captain crawl to the corner as he tries to catch a breather and tries to get some blood flowing back into his leg before attempting to put some weight on it. But instead of going for the ladder, he rolls to the outside where he sits on the ring apron and looks around before getting to the outside. There he grabs a ladder and hobbles over to the announce team where he places one end of the ladder on the table as the other end of it on the ring apron. Then he turns his attention towards his tag team partner and screams something in Japanese at him before grabbing him by the hair and pulls him up to his feet. There he picks up his tag team partner and slams him hard on the ladder with a body slam. Causing Sing to hit his lower back hard on the ladder before sliding off the ladder on the other side of it. The fans cheer the captain on as we see a replay on a split screen while the captain grabs the ladder and holds it in his hands as he watches Singh slowly attempting to get back to his feet as he is using the security railing for balance.
Freddy Whoa: Did you ever expected these two to get it on like this several months ago???
Zach Davis: Nobody was Freddy!!!
Just as Singh turns around, he gets the top of the ladder slammed into his face by the captain. He then drives the ladder into the midsection of his tag team partner, this causes Signh to hit the concrete on his knees as the captain drops the ladder close to where Singh is sitting. There he delivers the Tiger Claw strike to the throat of Singh and then grabs Singh by the head and bashes him face first into the ladder. Causing a scream of anger to come out of him as the fans cheer the captain on. He then hobbles over to the ring and rolls into the ring slowly as he has his sights set on the ladder inside the ring. He grabs the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring, then he turns his attention to the outside, staring at Singh, who has goten to his knees with a bloodied nose because of the impact that he had suffered from the ladder. The captain starts to climb the ladder slowly, clearly still suffering the painful attack on the leg as he manages to get one step up at a time as somehow Singh has managed to roll back in the ring bleeding heavily. He gets on the ladder from the other side of the ring as both men are trying to reach for the titles at the same time as both of them reach the top almost at the same moment. There the two of them are trading blows, the fans cheer at one moment and when the captain strikes and boo when Singh does so. Finally Singh manages to stop the onslaught as he has poked the captain in the eye and then blasts the head of the captain into the top part of the ladder. Causing the captain to drop a few steps back on the ladder as Singh looks up.
Zach Davis: Is this the moment for Singh?? Will he win the match???
But no, the captain charges back up the ladder, only looking through one eye as the other one is closed due to the finger poke. He starts to pound away on the face of Singh.
Freddy Whoa: SINGH FALLS OFF!
The beaten down CAPTAIN has stumbled a few steps down but he works his way up...
Zach Davis: Can THE CAPTAIN pull off the upset of the century!?
NO! ETHAN KING has hit the ring and he climbs quickly up the ladder, being totally fresh he's up there right away. The fans boo as he hits The CAPTAIN with a stiff shot to the head, causing him to fall to the mat. King hops down and helps Singh to his feet... before the two start stomping away at The CAPTAIN.
Freddy Whoa: Come on!
The fans boo mercilessly at the Everest duo.
Zach Davis: This is despicable. The CAPTAIN has done nothing wrong to Steven Singh, and even if he did.. you hate to see a match go down like this.
The fans all of a sudden pop....
Freddy Whoa: JOHN RABID!? What the hell!?
John Rabid hits the ring and runs at Steven Singh, blasting him in the back of the head with the Television Title! Singh goes down and Rabid tosses the belt to King, who catches it. Rabid quickly hits a Spinning Heel Kick, kicking the belt into Ethan King's face!
Zach Davis: I don't think John Rabid is a friend of The CAPTAIN but he sure is an enemy of Everest!
King stumbles up and Rabid runs at him, Clotheslining him and sending both men out of the ring. The CAPTAIN, pretty much not having realized what was going on, has reached the top of the ladder while everyone was focused on the interference.
Freddy Whoa: WAIT WAIT WAIT IS THIS IT!?
Steven Singh looks to make sure Rabid is out of the ring before looking for The CAPTAIN - not even considering for a second he may have already ascended the ladder. Singh's eyes catch The CAPTAIN a half second too late.
Zach Davis: THE CAPTAIN HAS THE BELTS!
The CAPTAIN clutches both belts in his arms and quickly drops off the ladder and rolls out of the ring. Singh is up and joined by King, who tries to calm him down. John Rabid is grinning from outside the ring, Television Title slung over his shoulder.
Freddy Whoa: David Sanchez has been eliminated from the Trilogy Cup Tournament, Steven Singh has lost the Tag Team Titles.... this is NOT how Everest wanted tonight to go!
Zach Davis: Thank goodness for that, Freddy!
The CAPTAIN reaches the curtain and raises his belts in the air.
Crowd: CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN!
Freddy Whoa: Listen to that, Zach! They're chanting in all caps!
Zach Davis: But who will The Captain select as his partner?
Freddy Whoa: Time will tell!
We go to a commercial for Aftermath.
World Title Match
FPV vs Jason O'Neal
Zach Davis: It is that time, Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: MAIN EVENT TIME!
Zach Davis: This match has been building since One, whether these men knew it or not. Jason O'Neal pulled off the amazing feat of holding onto the Alpha Championship through One, which granted him the ability to get the shot at Joey Flash that earned him the belt. FPV, meanwhile, set his sights on one of One's most talked about winners - the Final Destination contract holder, David Sanchez. FPV defeated Sanchez for this very Title opportunity.
Freddy Whoa: What you glossed over there - "THE REAL DEAL" JASON O'NEAL is the man that ended the era of Joey Flash. He's the man that took the belt off of one of the biggest stars in WCF history, Zach.
Zach Davis: Neither FPV nor O'Neal are strangers to upsets, that's for sure. I think tonight will find them quite evenly matched, and I can't wait.
The lights dim to a blood red, as glitchy electronic noises fill the arena. Many suspect that "Ghosts n' Stuff" is about to play...until instead they get a snippet of multiple songs. First "You Know My Name," then "Mountain Song," "Ghosts 'n Stuff, "The Scott Pilgrim Anthem," and finally "Professional Griefers." This snippets play seemingly at random until all sound stops, and the lights go off completely, until three words pop up on the titantron, in big white letters.
"FRANK PATRICK VENABLE"
The crowd explodes in applause as "True North" hits the P.A and Frank Patrick Venable finally makes his entrance, dressed in a dark red hoodie and wrestling tights, ready for a fight. He runs down to the ring at an almost inhumane speed, sliding into the ring from underneath the bottom rope. He panders to the always appreciative crowd before removing his hoodie and entering his corner, waiting for the bell.
#1 by Nelly hits and Jason O'Neal walks arrogantly walks to the ring. He has the World Title slung over his shoulder.
Freddy Whoa: When you're as good as Jason O'Neal, you don't need a fancy entrance. Or at least that is what I've heard him say.
(DING DING DING)
The bell rings. Frank and Jason circle each other for a moment, as the fans are already cheering their hearts out.
Zach Davis: Freddy, these fans are positively EXPLODING with excitement for this main event!
Freddy Whoa: Please tell me you say that just because the show is called Explosion?
After an extended, heated staredown, the two men lock up. Jason O'Neal is the first to get the advantage, taking the lock up and transitioning it into an armbar, but Frank is able to escape, though he's left vulnerable enough for Jason to get a sneaky forearm strike in, sending Frank down to the ground. Jason then gets down to the ground and puts Frank in another armbar, this one a bit sturdier.
Zach Davis: O'Neal flexing his technical abilities early, can Frank use his pure fighting skills to counter it?
Indeed he can, as despite the stronger armbar being applied, Frank once again manages to escape, this time being a little bit quicker on his feet and getting up before dropping down with a knee drop to the back of O'Neal's head. After that, he gives Jason a bit of recovery time, and as he gets up, picks him up and hits an old school scoop slam to send him right back to the ground on his back, as Frank goes for an early pin.
Kickout by Jason.
With Jason still on his back...he remains in the perfect position for...
Freddy Whoa: I HURD YOU LEIK FIST DROPS ZACH!
Zach Davis: One! Two! Thre-NO, JASON MOVES OUT OF THE WAY OF THE THIRD!
Indeed, though the first two drops hit, Jason uses his quick thinking to avoid further punishment and rolls out of the way, sending Frank's dropping to the mat. As pain shoots up Frank's arm from the drop, the rest of his body hunched over, Jason moves quickly and wraps his arms around Frank waist for an easy German suplex! With the bridge applied, Jason goes for the pin!
Kickout by Frank.
As Frank wobbles back to his feet, dazed from the German, Jason hits an impressive right-left combo right to the face, his fists connecting with ease. It's when he tries to hit a kick to Frank's face, however, the Frank dodges out of the way.
Freddy Whoa: If it's one thing Frank knows how to do better then anything else, it's to protect his own chin whilst destroying other people's chins.
Zach Davis: No question about it Freddy.
Jason's control now lost, Frank puts one hand behind Jason...BAM! Half nelson suplex to the ground. Both men now once again on the ground, Frank flips Jason over...and puts him in a Stepover Toehold Sleeper!
Freddy Whoa: My god! We've almost NEVER seen Frank pull out that move...that...that...Zach, what's that move called again?
Zach Davis: I believe it's called "Fuck Your Everything", Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: Fitting.
Though Frank keeps the hold on for a long time, eventually Jason's technical experience gives him the advantage as he masterfully removes his limbs from FPV's grasp. Frank tries to follow the submission attempt up, BUT NOT, Jason sees it coming and...
Freddy Whoa: YOWCH! Yakuza Kick right to the dome by the champion!
Jason wastes no time in going for a pin attempt.
T-NO, FPV kick out!
Once he's for certain the pin did not register, Jason gets Frank up for another suplex of some sort, only for Frank to wiggle out, get on his feet and irish whip Jason. And on the return trip, Franky LEAPS into the air and connects with a picture perfect frankensteiner!
Zach Davis: FRANKYSTEINER! FRANKYSTEINER! This could do it!
TH-KICKOUT BY JASON!
Freddy Whoa: MY GOD! THE MOVES ARE GETTING HARDER AND HARDER!
Getting slightly frustrated, Franky tries to pick Jason up, BUT BY GOD JASON GETS HIM IN AN INSIDE CRADLE OUT OF NOWHERE!
FPV REVERSES IT INTO HIS OWN INSIDE CRADLE!
REVERSAL BY JASON!
REVERSAL BY FRANK!!
ANOTHER REVERSAL BY JASON!!!
Finally, FPV properly kicks out, sending both men back to square one as the crowd erupts.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *clapclapclapclapclap* THIS IS AWESOME! *clapclapclapclapclap*
Zach Davis: Wow...what a sequence.
Freddy Whoa: All I can say is...whoa.
With Jason annoyed as well now at the lack of progress, he stands up, readies his leg, and prepares to hit..THE SENSATION!
Zach Davis: He's going for the superkick ladies and gentlemen!
BUT NO, FPV GETS OUT OF THE WAY IN THE NICK OF TIME!
Freddy Whoa: Ole' Franky wasn't gonna get hit with his own finisher like that!
And just to pay Jason for his torubles, Frank readies his own leg, then connects...
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!
Zach Davis: This could be it!
Frank goes for the pin!
Zach Davis: HE DID IT! NEW WORLD CHAMP!
Freddy Whoa: NO ZACH! Jason kicked out at the veeeeeeery last second!!
Frank is in SHOCK. Jason managed to kick out of the Headshot. He thought Jason was done. And as he tries to get Jason up, O'Neal takes advantage of this momentary lapse and hit a hard right, dazing Frank just long enough for Jason...to climb to the top.
Zach Davis: Oh god. What's the champ doing here?
Just as Frank notices what's up, Jason leaps...AND CONNECTS WITH A TOP ROPE ENZUIGIRI.
Freddy Whoa: MY GOD. MY GOD. THAT HAS TO BE IT.
Zach Davis: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE! FRANK KICKED OUT.
Both men now at their wits end, Jason looks to do something huge. He rushes towards Frank with all he can, tries again for the Sensation-BUT OUT OF NOWHERE! FRANK CRAGS THE BOOT AND SLAPS IT DOWN!!
Freddy Whoa: OOOHHHHH SHHIIIT BOOOOOOOYS!
Rather then go for the next logical step with a Boudledriver, Frank decides it's finally time...time to bust out that brand spankin new move. He kicks Jason in the gut to set him up with a double underhook...
Zach Davis: Oh fuck. We've already seen Franky hit Act One of what he calls "Holy Diver" on one of Jason's cronies earlier this week...are we going to see a new evolution of the move.
Indeed, before any move is hit, FPV smiles, and bellows out at the top of his lungs.
FPV: HOLY DIVER...ACT TWO!!
And with his spot called, he lifts Jason up into the air...and drops him RIGHT on his head with a Tiger Driver '91.
Freddy Whoa: Ho. Ly. FUCK.
Zach Davis: This...this is the power of Holy Diver, ladies and gents.
DING DING DING.
Zach Davis: He did it. He actually did it.
Freddy Whoa: Ladies and Gentlemen. Boys and Girls. Friends Beyond The Binary. Frank Patrick Venable is, for the first time in over four years, your WCF World Heavyweight Champion.
"True North" hits the PA, as Frank breathes heavily in the ceenter of the ring, his victory not yet totally apparent to him. But as he is handed the belt, it all comes to him, and Stanley Moser raises his hand in victory as Frank lets out a victory yell. As Jason O'Neal rolls out the ring...FPV asks for a mic.
Zach Davis: Uh oh. Are we getting some words from our new champion?
Frank is handed the mic, and the music doesn't even stop on the P.A, it just gets quieter as Franks makes a breathy declaration.
FPV: Two words-
Four figures in Reptilian masks hop the barricade and begin to lurk towards the ring, causing FPV to drop his mic.
Freddy Whoa: Oh, not this crap again! What was FPV going to say!?
The four pluck their masks off to reveal Jared Holmes and Johnny Rabid, flanked by Dagvald Riddick and Andre Holmes. As the Champ gets to his feet and begins to assess the situation, they leap onto the turnbuckles to surround him.
Zach Davis: This is bullshit! This man just fought a brutal match, and these wolves are on him before he can even catch his breath!
FPV looks from Andre to Dag to Jared as a wicked grin spreads across the face of the Six God. With a defiant shrug, the Champ bolts right and nails Andre Holmes with an elbow to send him off the apron as the other three members of Pantheon jump in the ring. Frank slides under the ropes, but Andre Holmes is able to catch him around the waist and throw him violently into the barricade before lugging him up and sliding him into the ring. Immediately, the boots of Pantheon begin to fall on the battered champion.
Zach Davis: STOP IT! STOP IT, YOU THUGS!
Dagvald wrenches the dazed Venable to his feet as Johnny Rabid nails him with a vicious Super Kick! The legs of FPV go limp as his weight falls entirely on the massive Neo Nordicist who keeps him upright as Andre Holmes rebound from the ropes and blasts the Champ with a massive Thrust Kick! The Champ crumbles to the mat as Jared Holmes stalks over him, grinning with malicious intent. He drags the Champ up and flips over him for the Dolphin Driver! The booing of the crowd reaches an absolute crescendo.
Freddy Whoa: FPV has been a valiant, honorable wrestler! This is absolutely disgusting! His moment, a moment he has waited for for YEARS, has been ruined!
Staring down at the beaten body of the Champion, Jared reaches down and picks up the WCF Championship belt. He raises it in the air to a chorus of booing as the show fades to black.