Asesinato De Mayo Intro

If So by Atlas Genius blasts across the arena and the fans are momentarily unhappy that WCF couldn't find any popular Mexican music to play instead. Regardless, they get over it, because Asesinato De Mayo is live on the air! We go to Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch at the announcer's booth.

Zach Davis: Welcome to Asesinato De Mayo! The second annual pay per view extravaganza is on the air, and we've been waiting for two weeks for this show. I'm damn excited.

Shannan Lerch: Me too. We've got a lot of exciting matches, and quite frankly a lot of violent matches too. A lot is on the line tonight.

Zach Davis: Including the grandest prize of all, the WCF World Heavyweight Championship. Sarah Twilight is defending against none other than the winner of the WCF Trilogy Cup, and Hall of Famer, Skyler Striker... and Odin Balfore.

Shannan Lerch: Indeed. Odin got himself a spot in the match basically by attacking both Striker and Twilight repeatedly. He pushed Striker to the breaking point last week, when Striker got himself DQed in their match and secured Odin's spot in tonight's Title match.

Zach Davis: Triple Threat Title matches are always interesting because, of course, the Champion can lose the belt without being pinned or being made to submit. We'll see that possible in many other Title matches tonight, too.

Shannan Lerch: With all the controversy surrounding Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse and their maybe, maybe not relationship... is Sarah's head on straight? Striker and Balfore have avoided getting involved in that kind of drama, for the most part, and are coming for the belt. So shortly after winning it, Sarah looks vulnerable here tonight.

Zach Davis: We've got not one but TWO barbed wire matches tonight. I have it on good authority that we've increased our number of paramedics and medical personnel for the night, as well as the number of security guards we've employed.

Shannan Lerch: We've got, finally, Steve Orbit and Waylon Cash going one on one. In this match, fans are allowed to bring the weapons. The former Tag Team Champions and Homegrown Players... we've both said it time and time again, but we hate to see guys like this in a bloodfeud. But here we are.

Zach Davis: And it's all due to Scott Savage. Or maybe not. Maybe we're blaming Savage too much. Maybe Waylon Cash has always been the kind of man that he's now showing himself to be. I don't know.

Shannan Lerch: Either way, Orbit and Cash are both in for the fights of their lives, that's for damn sure.

Zach Davis: We've got a Barbed Wire Massacre match between Gravedigger and Morientes. Huge night for Morientes, because this'll be his second match of the night, and against a Hall of Famer, multi time Champion no less.

Shannan Lerch: This is damn personal. They've involved each others FAMILYS, and that is just something you're not supposed to do. Last week, Morientes' brother was viciously attacked, and his mother was hit! I'm usually kind of a bitch but come on.

Zach Davis: Either way, now they'll have the opportunity to finally fight the individuals they SHOULD be fighting: each other. It's going to be painful to watch, but nothing compared to what they'll do to each other.

Shannan Lerch: We've got Brad Kane one on one with Eric Price. Two former Champions going at it. Price is at the top of everyone's shit list, basically, so this is a good opportunity for Kane to shut him up.

Zach Davis: Several weeks ago Kane seemed to have some kind of allegiance with Pantheon going on, but we haven't seen much happen with that since then. Doesn't matter. Eric Price, lately, has commonly been on WCF's most wanted list.

Shannan Lerch: Denise D'Evil earned herself a Hardcore Title match in a disgusting and, quite frankly, inappropriate battle royal. Blegh. Now she has a chance to fight Oblivion for the Hardcore Title... I hope it was all worth it and she wins the belt. We'd have a female World Champ and a female Hardcore Champ, wouldn't THAT be something!

Zach Davis: We've got two more Triple Threat matches with belts on the line. The United States Title is up for grabs between Amory Tom, Jay Price, and FPV.

Shannan Lerch: We expected this match to be between Jay Price and FPV, but Amory Tom got thrown into the mix as well. Price lost the US Title not long ago and would surely love to win it back, but Amory Tom made an impressive debut last week and would love to follow that up with a Title victory.

Zach Davis: Yes, but FPV is one of the most talented men to ever step foot in a WCF ring. This one is anyone's matchup.

Shannan Lerch: Then there is Kira Sakazaki, Tek, and Steeltoe Joe going for the People's Title. On one hand, Steeltoe Joe is currently our longest reigning Champion, but on the other he hasn't had many Title defenses lately, so we'll see if he can keep that belt.

Zach Davis: Kira Sakazaki is stiff competition, but Tek... Joe betrayed Tek, and I believe Tek is out for the blood of the man that fans once loved as the People's Pastor. I still don't understand why he'd align himself with Eric Price.

Shannan Lerch: We've got two exciting exhibition matches as Locomotora Desbocado faces Grave Dancer, and a Triple Threat between Justin Turner, Adam Young, and Buzzsaw Bundy.

Zach Davis: We've got our second main event. The finals of the Trios Cup Tournament. Rebellion versus Pantheon. Morientes, Gable, and Ninja up against Fly, Black, and Purse.

Shannan Lerch: Very interesting match, largely because both stables are kind of divided. Pantheon hasn't been a united force for quite a while now, though they've been able to make it this far in the tournament. And we've seen Gable and Morientes have quite a few problems themselves.

Zach Davis: The prize in this match is a Tag Team Title shot along with a World Title shot for whoever is involved in the winning decision... interesting, considering that Black and Fly are already the Tag Champs. Guess we'll figure it out if that happens.

Shannan Lerch: We'll also see the debut of Lilith, and return of Jonathan Jakobs!

Lilith vs Jonathan Jakobs

Smoke begins to fill the top of the entrance ramp as "Lair Of The Vampire" blasts though the PA system. The crowd boo and hiss as Lilith slowly makes her way out to the ramp, stopping and taunting in the middle of the smoke. She slowly makes her way down to the ring as the crowd continue to boo and hiss her but Lilith is completely oblivious to the crowd and just stares blankly out into the open with her cold white eyes.

Kyle Steel: The following match is match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from The Netherworld, weighing in tonight at one hundred and fifty pounds, Lilith!

She slowly climbs up the turnbuckle and taunts as a wave of boos hit her, but still oblivious she slowly gets down off the turnbuckle and flex's a little bit staring at her opponent/the top of the entrance ramp waiting for her opponent.

All of the lights in the arena dim simultaneously... Next, a massive pulsing light pierces through the vicinity as a barrage of pyrotechnics erupt. Smoke pours from the stage in the midst of various colors & hues. "Riot" by 2 Chainz pumps from the speakers as "The Dare Devil" Jonathan Jakobs emerges from behind the curtains.

Kyle Steel: And introducing her opponent, from Houston, Texas, weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds, he is the Dare Devil Jonathan Jakobs.

He briefly stops and places his right fist in the air, the crowd screams in pure euphoria. Jonathan strides down to the ring as he exchanges high-fives with a few of the fans. He climbs the steps & enters the ring. He stands in the corner and awaits his opponent.


Zach Davis: There's the bell and this match is officially underway.

Both Lilith and Jakobs come out of their respective corners and begin to circle each other. Lilith is the first one to make a move as she runs right at Jakobs, catching him off guard. Lilith jumps into the air and tackles Jakobs to the ground before beginning to claw at his face and throat with her fingers. Jakobs does his best to fight back, throwing up his arms to protect his face but Lilith just starts clawing at his arms.

Zach Davis: Sweet mother mary what a hellcat!

Shannan Lerch: I like it!

Jakobs finally gets hold of Lilith and pushes her off of him before scrambling to his feet. Lilith back up just as fast and she goes right back on the attack, jumping onto Jakobs back and applying a sleeper hold. Jakobs now stumbling around the ring with Lilith hanging on to him. Jakobs is finally able to get to the ropes and he grabs hold of the top one, forcing the referee to start a five count. Lilith finally lets go at the count of 4 and the referee forces her to step back. Jakobs releases his hold on the ropes and Lilith charges right at him. Jakobs ducks and lifts her up and over the top rope but Lilith catches the ropes and lands on both feet on the apron. Lilith now reaching over the ropes and grabbing Jakobs by the hair before pulling his head backward. Lilith now with an elbow across the throat that drops Jakobs to the mat. With Jakobs down Lilith quickly enters the ring and tries for the early pin attempt.



But Jakobs is quick to kick out before two. Lilith stays on him, not letting him get back up as she pushes back down onto the mat and applies a choke hold. The referee steps in and tells her to let him go before starting a five count. Again Lilith lets the count go to four before releasing and the referee gives her a warning. Lilith brushes it off as she gets to her feet and stomps Jakobs chest.

Zach Davis: This girl is vicious.

Shannan Lerch: Not exactly the most technical way of wrestling but it's mighty effective.

Lilith now grabbing Jakobs by the hair and pulling him to his feet as the referee gives her yet another warning about pulling his hair. Jakobs is quick to counter as he slams his elbow into Lilith's midsection, driving her backward. Jakobs now grabbing Lilith and throwing her into the ropes. Lilith hits them, comes back and Jakobs takes her down with a drop toe hold. Lilith hits the mat and Jakobs immediately puts her in a reverse chinlock.

Zach Davis: And just like that the momentum of this match has changed.

The referee moves in to check on Lilith but she waves him off. Jakobs keeping the hold on tight as Lilith tries her damndest to pull herself and Jakobs to the ropes. She gets close but Jakobs releases the hold before she can reach them and gets to his feet. Lilith starts to move to get up and Jakobs drops an elbow across her back. And then a second elbow. Jakobs now rolling her over onto her back and he tries for a pin attempt.



But Lilith is close enough to the ropes that she reaches out and grabs the bottom one, breaking the count. Jakobs pushes himself up to his feet as Lilith quickly rolls under the bottom rope and onto the apron, holding onto the rope in the process. Jakobs starts to go after her but the referee is quick to keep him back. Lilith now taking her time pulling herself up to her feet on the apron as Jakobs grows impatient. Jakobs finally decides that enough is enough and he goes after her, pushing past the referee. Jakobs tries to pull her over the top rope but it's Lilith with a thumb to the eye. Jakobs covers his eye and yells out in pain as the referee tries to figure out what happened. Lilith now quickly getting back into the ring and she rolls up Jakobs from behind.




And Jakobs kicks out at two and a half. Lilith back up to her feet and she begins to stalk Jakobs, waiting for him to get to his feet. Jakobs finally gets back up and Lilith quickly tries to snap off a spinning heel kick. Jakobs sees it coming at the last second and he ducks it as Lilith awkwardly lands on her feet. Jakobs takes advantage and grabs her before snapping off a German Suplex. He holds on and then snaps off a second one.

Zach Davis: Jakobs going for Torture!

Jakobs gets them both back up to their feet and he starts to go for the third German in a row but Lilith blocks it with her leg. Jakobs lets her go and nails her with a forearm to the back. Jakobs now trying to whip Lilith into the corner but Lilith reverses it and then claws Jakobs across the eyes. Jakobs again blinded as Lilith connects with a spinning heel kick to the jaw. Jakobs drops to the mat and Lilith quickly goes for a pin attempt.




But again Jakobs kicks out! Lilith slaps the mat in frustration as she gets to her feet. She grabs Jakobs by the head and pulls him to his feet.

Shannan Lerch: She's going for the Kiss Of Death!

And she hits it! She drops down and pins Jakobs.




Zach Davis: Lilith wins her debut match!

Lilith stands up, getting her arm raised in victory.

Shannan Lerch: After a much hyped debut, Lilith emerges victorious.

Morientes Segment

Back for More by Five Finger Death Punch hits and the crowd erupts.

Zach Davis: Here comes Morientes!

He's dressed in his usual fighting attire. Posing for the crowd for a few moments, the lights come back on as the first verse of the song is belted, and he makes his way to the ring while nodding at cheering fans.

Morientes slides into the ring and raise his arms into the air for fan reaction. He then sheds his leather jacket in the middle of the ring, and throws it to the crowd. Next, he climbs up the upper left turnbuckle, gesturing to the crowd. He then grabs a microphone.

Shannan Lerch: In his short time here, Morientes has become one of the most beloved stars in the company.

Morientes: I'm going to get straight to the point. I've had it with Jonny Fly trying to make me wait - this thing with Gravedigger and I isn't about wrestling, it's personal, and I want my revenge... and I want it NOW!

Big pop!

Morientes: I don't need barbed wire to hurt Gravedigger, and I don't intend to wait one second longer! Gravedigger, get out here... NOW!

The lights go out. They stay off for about 15 seconds or so before "Change" by Deftones starts playing throughout the arena. A spotlight hits the entranceway and out from the back walks Gravedigger, escorted by Adrian and JJ.

The crowd boos heavily and the trio stops on top of the ramp as Gravedigger looks around smiling. They then walk down the ramp and over to the ring steps. Adrian walks over to the side of the ring, reaches up and pulls himself up onto the apron with one of the ropes and then climbs into the ring. Gravedigger climbs the steps first and turns to JJ, pulling up the middle rope and stepping down on the bottom one, as she steps through the gap into the ring.

Gravedigger steps through the top and middle rope.... and is instantly attacked by Morientes!


Morientes clobbers Gravedigger several times and then throws him to the ropes. He hits a Back Bodydrop as Gravedigger comes back. GD stumbles back to his feet, gets kicked in the gut, and then hit with a Release Northern Lights Suplex!

Shannan Lerch: Beautiful move! After all that Gravedigger put Morientes and his family through...

Morientes stomps Gravedigger a few times before backing up and running at him, hitting him with a Leg Drop. He then lifts Gravedigger up and grapples him, hitting a Russian Legsweep, and follows up with a SPANISHSAULT!

Zach Davis: SPANISHSAULT! But he's not going for the pin yet...

Morientes gets back to his feet and waits for Gravedigger to get up once more. GD is totally dazed, he gets to his feet... Morientes grabs him...


Into the pin!





Shannan Lerch: Not only that, but he also gets vindication for everything Gravedigger put him through!

JJ and Adrian quickly pull Gravedigger out of the ring as Morientes gets up, grinning broadly. They backpeddle up the ramp.

Zach Davis: Looks like Morientes isn't done?

Indeed, Morientes is sweating and breathing heavily but he's got the mic back.

Morientes: There, I've done one thing that I've got to do tonight. But I'm not done. There is one other man I need to square things away with... and his name is John Gable. John, you and I have never seen eye to eye, but if we're going to wrestle in this Trios Cup match tonight, we've got to settle this, once and for all.

“Things That You Oughta Know” by Chronic Future blasts over the P.A. System. John Gable enters through the curtain in his wrestling gear, Television Title over his shoulder. He looks less than pleased as he enters the ring. He grabs a mic too.

John Gable: You want to settle things, Morientes?

Morientes nods.

John Gable: Well, you know what? SETTLE THIS!

Gable runs at Morientes, Television Title aimed at his head! Morientes sees it coming and ducks away, kicks Gable in the gut and then hits another Espanol Bomb!

Shannan Lerch: And there you have it!, the team of Morientes and John Gable has finally imploded like we knew it had to eventually.

Zach Davis: What about tonight's Trios match?

Morientes drops down as the Television Title goes flying. He grabs Gable and locks him in the Bull's Choke!

Shannan Lerch: Bull's Choke!

Despite not being in an official match, Gable quickly taps out. The fans cheer as Morientes releases the hold and stands up, grabbing the Television Title and raising it proudly.

Zach Davis: Great night for Morientes here.. what a moment.

Morientes throws the belt down towards Gable before climbing through the ropes and heading to the back. Before heading through the curtain, he turns and raises his arms for the fans.


Morientes salutes the fans before disappearing to the back.

Pantheon Segment

"Parabola" by Tool hits over the PA system. The lights in the arena go down and the screen switches to the faces of Skyler Striker, Jay Price, Corey Black, Jeff Purse, and Jonny Fly. After a series of actions shots involving the previous five wrestlers is shown, pictures of The Polar Phantasm, Nightmare, Johnny Reb, and Bobby Cairo appear and fade away slowly. As Cairo’s picture fades, Pantheon steps out onto the stage.

Zach Davis: Well there you have it, a seemingly fractured Pantheon of Jay Price, Jonny Fly, Corey Black, Jeff Purse and Skyler Striker standing together.

Shannan Lerch: …and listen to this crowd! Wrestlers backstage may hate Pantheon, but the fans still love these guys!

Five spotlights hit the stage and then the switches to reveal the following words ‘ONE YEAR OF PANTHEON.’

Shannan Lerch: Has it been a year already? Wow.

Zach Davis: That’s hard to believe, but The Polar Phantasm, Jonny Fly, Jeff Purse, Nightmare, and Bobby Cairo – the original members of Pantheon, formed at Asesinato de Mayo last year by jumping Logan prior to his World Title match…

Shannan Lerch: …and of course celebrating in the ring by eating the biggest coffee cake in the history of coffee cakes!

Slowly, the Pantheon members begin their stroll down the ramp to ringside. Purse and Striker slide into the ring, each raising their fists in the air to salute the crowd as they get back up. Black and Price take the stairs on opposite ends of the ring to elevate themselves into the ring. Slowly, and almost sullenly, Jonny Fly circles around the back of the ring and uses the steps there to join his Pantheon stablemates inside the ring. As the other four members of Pantheon stand in the center of the ring, Jonny Fly relaxes in the corner at the back of the ring. Jeff Purse motions for a microphone and is thrown one.

Jeff Purse: Allow me to welcome all of you to Pantheon’s birthday party! The Earth’s mightiest wrestling stable turns one year old today!

An explosion of cheers from the crowd follows.

Jeff Purse: We have a little surprise for everyone tonight. Please welcome, singing a Pantheonic rendition of her hit song “Call Me Maybe,” Carly Rae Jepson!

Shannan Lerch: What!? We have Carly live? How did they manage that?

Zach Davis: Purse is probably sleeping with her too. What a man-whore!

The lights in the arena go out once again, with spotlights centering on the stage where Carly Rae Jepson stands with a microphone in hand. The music starts.

I threw a wish in the well
Don't ask me, I'll never tell
I looked to you as it fell
And, fuck, now I'm in Pantheon's way

I'd trade my soul for a win
Pennies and dimes for some bliss
I wasn't looking for this
But now I'm in Pantheon's way

My stare was holding
Ripped jeans, jobberness was showing
Hot night, I was certainly blowin'
Where you think you're goin' baby?

Hey, I just wrestled you, and it was ugly
But I'm Jeff Purse's jobber, so pin me maybe.
It's hard to look right, at you BABBBY
Because I'm Jeff Purse's jobber, so pin me maybe.

Hey, I just wrestled you, and it was ugly
But I'm Skyler Striker's jobber, so pin me maybe
It's hard to look right, at you BABBBY
Because I'm Skyler Striker's jobber, so pin me maybe

The ref took his time with the call
I took no time with the fall
You had nothing at all, but still had your way
I beg and borrow and steal
But after the first move, I know it's a done deal
I never ever win, you always have your way

My stare was holding
Ripped jeans, jobberness was showing
Hot night, I was definitely blowing
Where you think you're goin' baby?

Hey, I just wrestled you, and it was ugly
But I'm Corey Black's jobber, so pin me maybe?
It's hard to look right, at you BABBBY
Because I'm Corey Black's jobber, so pin me maybe?

Hey, I just wrestled you, and it was ugly
But I'm Jay Price's jobber, so pin me, maybe?
It's hard to look right, at you BABBBY
Because I'm Jay Price's jobber, so pin me maybe?

Before Pantheon came into my life I was never this bad
I was never this bad... I was never this, fuckin' bad
Before Pantheon came into my life I was never this bad
And you should know that... I was never this, fuckin' bad

It's hard to look right, at you BABBBY
Because WE'RE ALL Pantheon jobbers, so pin us, maybe?

Hey, I just wrestled you, and it was ugly
But I'm Jonny Fly’s jobber, so pin me maybe.
And none of the other boys, are trying to chase me,
Because I'm Jonny Fly’s jobber, so pin me maybe

Before Pantheon came into my life I was never this bad
I was never this bad... I was never this, fuckin' bad
Before Pantheon came into my life I was never this bad
And you should know that...so pin me maybe!

The crowd stands on its feet and applauds.

Zach Davis: She’s so hot.

Shannan Lerch: Who me?

Zach Davis: HAHHA

Inside the ring Pantheon applauds the song as Carley Rae is ushered off stage. Jonny Fly finally steps out of the corner and grabs the microphone. He paces back and forth for nearly a full minute before finally speaking.

Jonny Fly: One year of Pantheon, huh? It sure doesn’t seem that long. It’s no doubt that this group has accomplished a lot of things. However, things are about to change…

Fly pauses and looks around the ring. The crowd grows restless.

Jonny Fly: Late last year this group accomplished its ultimate mission, we removed Seth Lerch as owner of the WCF. We got rid of his ‘old boys club’ and rid this place of his tyrannical behavior. I become owner, took the company public, and installed this group’s members as members of the WCF Board of Directors. But you know what…now I see that Seth wasn’t such a bad guy. Running this place…it sucks. The people here, they suck. I don’t blame him anymore.

Shocked gasp from the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: Uh, what is this we’re hearing from Fly?

Jonny Fly: With all that said, I believe it’s time for me to move on. I don’t want to do this anymore. What better way to announce the sale of my stake in the WCF than the celebration of one year of Pantheon?

Zach Davis: WHAT!?

Jonny Fly: That’s right. I needed to find someone with money. Someone who could represent this company in a professional and authoritative manner. With that said, I’d like to announce right now that the person I’ve sold my stake in WCF to is......MR…….ERIC…….PRICE!

MASSIVE negative reaction from the crowd. Boos break out from every corner of the arena.


Zach Davis: After all Fly and Eric Price have been through? WHY? WHY!?

Immediately, Jeff Purse confronts Fly. He gets in his face shouting some obscenities that are inaudible to the microphone. Fly pushes him away.

Jonny Fly: You think I give a fuck what you think, Jeff? You think I give a fuck what any of you think?

The two are about to fight, but Black holds Jonny back, and Price and Striker hold Purse back. Eventually Striker and Jay are able to get Purse out of the ring, pulling him to the back. Livid, Fly breaks free of Corey and grabs a mic.

Jonny Fly: You know what!? Fuck the Trios Cup, it's not even happening. You want me so bad, Jeff? YOU VERSUS ME, NEXT WEEK. And this whole thing about Pantheon not being on the same page!? It needs to end. You've gotten a big head ever since you won the World Title, Purse, but I'VE always been the real leader of this group. When you and I fight, it's for control of Pantheon.

The crowd gasps. Purse yells "IT'S ON!" In the ring, Black shakes his head, not happy about the direction things are going.

Shannan Lerch: This One Year of Pantheon celebration turned into chaos, and the group is almost splintering apart. I just don't get it.

Zach Davis: What has happened to Jonny Fly? Has he been the man his opponents have alleged him to be all along?

Shannan Lerch: No matter who wins next week, Pantheon will never be the same, that's for sure. And cancelling the Trios Cup like it means nothing? Geez.

Zach Davis: I just can't believe Eric Price is our new owner... dear God. I'm sure we'll hear from him momentarily...

Justin Turner vs Adam Young vs Buzzsaw Bundy

Kyle Steel: The following contest is for one fall! First, from Gainesville, Florida…”High Flying Freak” JUSTIN TURNER!!!

The lights in the arena go out.


We see the flashes of cameras before a camo background lights up as the words "The Freak" are posted on the tron. After a moment "Cowboy Way" by HellYeah hits.

Ya see I left my soul by the side of the road,
Somewhere down in Texas,
Where the minister spoke,
Said boy ya better find god,
Cause you're destined for sin
So I did a shot and smiled,
With a black-tooth grin,

From the back comes out a confident Justin Turner with Jennifer Adams by his side. The fans raise to their feet and cheer as they make their way down the ramp.

Whatever you say,
Whatever you think,
Hillbilly whatever you say
We love 'em and leave 'em,
It's just a cowboy's way,
Outlaw or redneck whatever you think,
What's mine is mine,
What's yours is mine,
It's just a cowboy's way

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

Kyle Steel: His opponent, hailing from Abilene, Texas…”The Savior” ADAM YOUNG!!

"Evil Ways" by Blues Saraceno starts playing as a Texas flag flys on the jumbotron and then the picture becomes a burning Alamo. Out steps Adam Young in black and red pants with black boots. He is wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt with a Texas Flag on it that reads "Don't Tread on Us". He walks towards the ring giving the fans high fives. The fans start a "BTJ" chant as he stops and salutes the fans. He gets to the ring and throws up the horns and slides into the ring. He climbs the second turnbuckle and takes his t-shirt off and then throws it into the crowd.

Kyle Steel: And their opponent…hailing from Anchorage, Alaska….BUZZSAW BUNDY!!!

The sound of a chainsaw being pull started reverberates through the arena, as The Lumberjack starts. With the start of the lyrics Buzzsaw walks out, pausing on the stage to raise a fist. As the crowd pops, he makes his way to the ring, slapping the hands of the fans. Grabbing the top rope, he steps onto the apron, and over the top rope into the ring. As he prepares for his match, he removes his flannel shirt, revealing his muscled body.

Kyle Steel steps out of the ring between the top and middle rope as the referee signals for the bell.


Zach Davis: What an array of styles we have here tonight. A powerhouse brawler versus a technical wrestler versus a high flyer.

Justin Turner and Adam Young glance at each other and both run at Buzzsaw Bundy. He jumps forward and goes to clothesline both men, but they duck, bounce off the opposite ropes and perform a double dropkick to the big man. Buzzsaw staggers back but shakes it off for the most part. Justin Turner quickly runs to the side and springboards off the nearby ropes to hit a kick to the side of Buzzsaw’s head. Bundy is somehow quicker and catches a meaty hand around the throat of Turner and just as it looks like he’s going for a chokeslam, Adam Young hits a stiff kick to the midsection of Bundy, doubling him over and causing him to let go of Justin Turner.

Turner leaps over Buzzsaw, going for a sunset flip. Buzzsaw is too strong for this and goes to drop onto Turner’s chest. Turner rolls out of the way and quickly scrambles to his feet and joins Adam Young in kicking Buzzsaw, Turner kicking his back while Young kicks him repeatedly in the chest. The crowd OOHS with each kick from the two men as Buzzsaw is pummeled. The two men finally stop and Buzzsaw lays on the mat. Justin Turner quickly goes for the pin.

1…Adam Young breaks up the pin by pulling Turner off of Bundy by his leg.

Turner flips over and kicks him with the other leg, knocking him on his back. Adam Young quickly gets up as Justin Turner pops up with a kip-up. Both men start trading lefts and right in the center of the ring. Adam Young gets the upper hand, pushing Justin Turner back into the ropes and irish whips him across the ring. Turner goes down as Adam Young catches him with a belly-to-belly suplex in the center. Adam goes to grab his arm, but Turner rolls out of the way and gets back to his feet. Justin runs at him and ducks a clothesline. Turner bounces back and runs right into the left arm of Buzzsaw Bundy who has gotten back to his feet and grabbed Adam Young with his other hand. Buzzsaw Bundy double chokeslams both men and taunts the crowd as they rain boos down upon him.

Both men are rolling around for a few seconds while Bundy stands there grinning. Turner is the first one up and he runs at Bundy who catches him and delivers a headbutt sending him flying backwards onto his back. Adam Young is next and receives the same, knocking him to the mat as well. Turner gets to one knee and tries to shake the cobwebs out. Bundy walks over and grabs Turner and tosses him over the top rope. Bundy turns around to see Adam Young resting, leaning on the top rope. Bundy runs over to clothesline him, but Adam Young drops down and pulls on the top rope, sending Buzzsaw over the top rope where he has a bad spill on the outside.

Buzzsaw is slow to get up but he starts making his way to his feet. Adam Young scales the turnbuckles and the crowd pops as Buzzsaw looks up and Adam leaps off backwards nailing The Broken Mirror on the big man. Buzzsaw is laid out at ringside. Adam Young gets up and rolls back into the ring as the referee yells at him for attacking Buzzsaw on the outside. Across the ring, Justin Turner is finally climbing back into the ring. Adam Young walks across the ring and picks up Justin Turner. He vertical suplexes Justin Turner to the mat and puts him in an Indian deathlock.

The referee checks on Justin Turner who is nowhere near ready to give up. Adam Young eventually tires of the move and lets it go. Young picks up Turner and whips him across the ring. Young catches Turner and suplexes him over his head. Turner slowly gets up and Adam Young sneaks up behind him and grabs him in a cobra clutch.

Shannan Lerch: It’s The Holy Trinity! This could be it!

Justin Turner flails his arms, trying to get ahold of Adam Young, but he has the move cinched in. Unfortunately, the two men are too close to the turnbuckles and Justin Turner pushes up off of the middle turnbuckle, forcing Adam Young onto his back and his shoulders onto the mat! The referee slides into position.

1…2…Adam Young lets go of the move and pushes Justin off of him, barely avoiding his move backfiring on him. Adam tries to grab Turner, but he rolls under the ropes and stands up on the other side. Adam steps forward and Justin kicks Adam in the head. Adam steps forward again and Justin headbutts him in the gut. Turner leaps over Adam’s back and nails a sunset flip. The referee counts.

1…2…kick out right after the two count by Adam Young.

Both men are back up and Justin Turner bounces off the ropes and puts Young down with a headscissors takedown. He quickly follows it up with a standing moonsault. Turner bounces up and off the ropes as Adam sits up. Turner plants a pair of boots in his face with a dropkick, smacking Young’s head on the mat. Turner quickly goes for the pin.

1…2..kick out!

Young gets up and Justin Turner grabs him and scoop slams him. Turner quickly scales the nearby turnbuckles and leaps off with a shooting star press. Adam Young sees it coming and rolls out of the way at the last second, sending Tuner crashing to the mat. Young pounces on him and puts Adam Young in a crossface, pulling back on his neck. Turner yells out in pain and slowly pulls himself and Young to the nearby ropes. He just manages to grab the ropes forcing the hold to be broken.

Young and Turner both make their way to their feet. Adam Young whips Justin Turner across the ring, into the turnbuckle. Turner jumps up onto the top, however, and flies off...

Zach Davis: BLACKOUT!

Turner hits Young with the Blackout! Young rolls out of the ring as Buzzsaw gets back in.

Shannan Lerch: Buzzsaw is back! But still dazed from earlier.

Turner runs at Buzzsaw and hits a Flying Headscissors. He then jumps to the top again...

Zach Davis: CODE RED!

Turner pins Buzzsaw!





The bell sounds! But instead of Turner's music playing...

Zach Davis: Shannan, someone's heading this way from backstage!

Tyler Walker heads towards the ring, loosening up.

Shannan Lerch: That's Tyler Walker! He debuted on WCF Wednesday Night.

Tyler hits the ring with a mic in hand. Turner, Young and Buzzsaw are about to leave ringside, but Tyler taunts them.

Tyler Walker: Where are you going, bros? Hang out for a minute. What a GREAT MATCH that was! Bravo!

Tyler golf claps. The crowd is confused.

Tyler Walker: Alright, let me cut the bullshit. That was the most pathetic display of wrestling I've ever seen in my life. I just got here and even I, Tyler Walker know that you three poindexters don't even belong here in the WCF. Look at you three losers, huh?

The crowd boos. Mostly because they have no idea who the hell this guy is.

Tyler Walker: If any of you pipsqueaks have a problem with what I'm saying, here's what we can do. What do you say, one of you fight me... live, next week on Slam.

Turner, Young and Buzzsaw all start talking trash towards Tyler. Tyler mocks them from the ring. Finally, the three men from the match leave ringside. Tyler drops the mic and exits the ring, heading to the back as well.

Zach Davis: A challenge has been issued!

Shannan Lerch: Tyler destroyed Keith Vegas on Wednesday Night, but now it appears he's looking for some real competition! Will either of these three men answer the call?

Zach Davis: One of them has got to step up, Shannan. Tyler just embarassed all three of them live on PPV.

Grave Dancer Segment

An eerie gray mist begins creeping out from under the ring as the lights in the arena dim and eventually go completely out. ???The Night Of Darkness??????? begins playing through the PA system as an explosion engulfs the ring with flames shooting out from the four corner posts. From above a huge emblem is lowered to hang just above the ring. Three letters glow dimly in red as the crowd look on in confusion, the letter say AoD. The lights get a slightly brighter but still remain very dim as we suddenly we see Grave Dancer standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in his hand. The crowd begins booing and shouting Night Rider as he begins to speak.

Grave Dancer: Go ahead, Boo all you want. Your meaningless chatter means nothing to me. You are all about to get just what you deserve! Oh you have things going pretty well for you right now. I mean you have Miss Priss and her freak of a friend making WCF look like a damn soap opera! You all just turn my stomach. I am not here to talk about that though. I am here to foretell of the demise of everything you hold sacred. You see, Not too very long ago there was a stable that tore through the wrestling scene like a tornado through Oklahoma City! They left fear and a trail of tears behind them. Even here in the WCF they once ran wild. However, It wasn't their time yet then. That was just a warning of darker days to come.

He pauses as he stares out at the crowd with hatred in his eyes. Eyes that begin to glow an eerie red color. His voice takes on an ominous tone as he continues to speak.

Grave Dancer: Those days are now here! The time has come for a darkness like you have never seen to engulf the WCF! The Angels of Death are back! The little fairy tale you have all been enjoying lately is about to come to an end. Let me take this time to introduce to you all the new AoD.

First let me bring out someone who is a part of the future of the Angels of Death. Someone who will be under my guidance. An apprentice you might say. Voodoo, Come out and stand beside me.

The lights go out in the arena and a circle of fire appears in the ring. “blood” by jim Johnston plays (Brood theme) as it starts another fire lights in the circle and it lights a “V.” The lights come on and Voodoo is seen sitting in front of the fire. He stands up and starts to walk down to the ring. He stops at the end of the ring and turns around and starts moving his hands as he is chanting a spell. The fires start to rise above the ramp. Voodoo turns back to the ring and walks to the ring. He crawls in and goes to the middle of the ring and sits looking at the fires as he laughs hysterically.

Grave Dancer: Now, A true Demon of the night has been led to me. The power behind the orb has guided her down the path through her darkest hour. Leading her to me so she may seek vengeance for her trials. The darkness is inside her as it is inside myself.

"Thunderhorse" by Dethklok begins to play over the loud speaker. Fog rolls in over the stage, as Denise appears at the back of the stage. She makes her way down the ramp way slowly making her way to the ring. When she reaches it she walks up the stairs, and slips into the ring, and takes the mic.

DeathBringer: When you asked me to join your little group I didn't know what to think or what to say. But the more I thought about it the more it started to make sense. There is always strength in numbers. Each of us has our own way about us, and yes each of us want what's best for ourselves, but most of all... What is best for the Angels of Death. I have been on this planet for over 9 centuries and I have seen civilizations rise and fall and the WCF will be no different. All those that stand before us shall fall, and we shall continue on.

Grave Dancer: What you see before you is not all of what the darkness holds in store for you. There are other members that I have my sights on who may join later. One who was once with us who will hear the calling and walk by our side once again. When the time is right he will make himself known. Beware, Things are about to get very dark around here. The forces of darkness are gathering and there is a storm ahead like you have never seen before. No one is going to be safe. We will strike first and take no prisoners. This is just the beginning of the end for the WCF. You have been warned.

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


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

The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lazers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...


Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp.

Zach Davis: HOLY SH-...!!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?!? OBLIVION?!?

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

Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psychosomatic addict insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psycho-somatic addict insane

The cameraman gets real close, as Oblivion sneers at the camera while walking to the ring. The Arena Mexico stands still as they observe Oblivion walk to a near by corner, climbs up to the second turnbuckle throws IT's massive arms in the air, to a mixed, but really confused crowd.


Zach Davis: We know that Oblivion has had history with Grave Dancer when he was once known as Night Rider. Oblivion WAS once a member of Angels of Death.

Grave Dancer has a huge smile on his face, as Denise D'Evil just sneers at Oblivion. The Monster glances over at Voodoo. Oblivion walks past Denise D'Evil, watching her every step, of the way. Oblivion walks over to Grave Dancer and proceeds to shake his hand. The Monster looks over at Denise D'Evil, then at Voodoo. Oblivion smiles, then let's go of the hand of Grave Dancer..... OBLIVION SPINS AROUND....



Oblivion quickly slinks around grabs Denise D'Evil puts her on IT's shoulders...


Oblivion slaps the legs off of IT's shoulders, and wham... CUTTER!!

Shannan Lerch: 5150!! 5150!! HERE COMES AN ENRAGED GRAVE DANCER!!

Oblivion grabs a charging Grave Dancer, by their legs spins around and...



Grave Dancer, Voodoo and Denise D'Evil are lying motionless. Oblivion leaves ringside grabs a mic from Kyle Steel and re enters the ring. The Monster walks over to Grave Dancer. Oblivion slightly kneels down and gets in Grave Dancer's face...

Oblivion: NO!!!

Shannan/Zach/The Crowd: WHAA-A-A-ATT-T-T?!?!

The Arena Mexico explodes with a surprising cheer, as Oblivion slides out of the ring. While slightly shaking IT's head, Oblivion walks up the entrance ramp backwards so IT can look at the carnage IT caused.

Zach Davis: HO-O-OLY-Y-Y SH<bleep>T!!!

Ana Valentine/Logan Segment

Sunrise Hospital and Medical Centre, Las Vegas, Nevada.

Ana Valentine is sat on the edge of the bed in her private hospital room, dressed in a physio outfit of a tight black sports top, cut away under the bust and low riding tight black gym shorts. Her entire mid section is thick with white bandages ties so tight it's obvious she cannot bend her abdomen. She is perched so that her legs hang off the side of the bed and she is swaying them back and forth absently, there is a youngish woman stood to the side of her, discussing her progress with he father, who looks both concerned and impressed at the same time. After a few minutes of this Ana gets bored and looks over at them.

Ana Valentine: Hey, since you're both talking about me like i'm not here anyway... Could you take it out in the hall. I told you, i'm checking out by the end of the week, regardless....

Mr. Valentine glances over and rolls his eyes before he indicates to the phsyio and they both leave the room. Ana sighs and curls a strand of hair around her finger in a bored way. She looks down at the bandages and picks at them a little in a distracted way when the door opens again. A doctor in a white coat enters the room, almost a little too quickly, which is suspicious enough, without adding to the fact that the Doctors at this facility don't wear white coats... As the man turns, we see it is none other than 'The God of WCF' Logan! He flashes a huge smile at Ana and she half laughs shaking her head.

Ana Valentine: Well, it it isn't Mr WCF himself...

Logan puts a finger on Ana's lips interupting her as he shakes his head slowly.

Logan: Nu uh baby gurl! That's DOCTOR. WCF!!

Ana sighs and moves his hand away from her face, placing her hands behiind her she leans back slightly on the bed as she looks Logan up and down with a curious, half smirk on her lips.

Ana Valetine: Fine Doc, I'm too tired to argue and I still need to finish off the physio...

Ana's mind wanders for a moment as she glances through the glass panel in the door. Logan takes this moment of distraction to move right up to the bed, using his own leg to make a space, he stands between her legs which are still hanging over the side of the bed and runs a hand down her bandaged abdomen, his fingers walking like footsteps over the bandages, Ana frowns slightly as she looks back to him, she's about to question him when...

'Doctor' Logan: I have some physio for you baby gurl...

Ana is that little second too quick for him though and raises her knee as he pelvic thrusts so his hip bounces off her knee cap, he's quick to counter though as in the same breath she places her open palms on his shoulders as though to push him away, but Logan locks his arms around Ana's waist so that as he steps back from the force of the push, he pulls Ana with him and her body connects with his. She lets out a yelp of pain and Logan half steps back, his hands still on her hips. Ana drops her own hands to her hips and brushes Logan's away. He starts to smirk as he pulls something from his breast pocket...

'Doctor' Logan: You look a little flushed... let me take you temperature...

Logan pulls a thermometer from his pocket and approaches Ana slowly but purposefully. Ana, deciding to play along opens her mouth, running her tongue along her bottom lip quickly in a suggestive manner as she does so. Logan moves to slip the thermometer in, then hesitates.

'Doctor' Logan: If you bent over we'd get a far more accurate reading... I have... special equipment for just this occasion...

Ana starts to laugh and she shakes her head, steppping back slightly she slips back onto the bed and resumes exactly the same position she was in previously. Logan steps back between her legs before she has time to even consider stopping him and pulls a stethoscope from around his neck, raising an eyebrow in an almost suggestive way. Ana shakes her curls back over her shoulders and pushes her chest forwward slightly by way of invitation. Logan promptly throws the stethoscope over his shoulder and rests his face, cheek first, in Ana's bosom. He makes a big deal of rubbing his cheek against her boob, whilst loudly counting as if counting her heartbeat. Ana starts to laugh despite herself, which only serves to make her boobs jiggle, this giving Logan more reason to keep his face there. After a few minutes he straightens back up and smirks slightly at Ana... He then moves his hand as if to place it on her boob, she pulls back and slaps his hand away and he makes a huge exahsperated movement, over-exaggerating a sigh.

'Doctor' Logan: I just want to feel your.... pulse.

Ana Valentine: I'm pretty sure you're only serving to raise your own heartbeat right about now... We're supposed to working on my cardio and my physio.....

Ana cocks a brow in a very suggestive way as she leans further back on to the bed, just enough so that her upper thighs touch Logan's hips. Logan looks over one shoulder and then the other as though expecting some kind of a set up... Then slowly it dawns on him that Ana isn't playing with him... Well, not yet anyway....

Ana Valentine: Well Doc... You see, it's like this... I have this... Itch, I was hoping you could help me scratch.....

'Doctor' Logan: Well, a good Doctor listens to all of his patients ailments.... Tell me more, I want to make sure I give you exactly what you need baby gurl.....

Ana slowly sits back up, her hand rests on his shoulder, her fingertips tickling the very nape of his neck as she places her lips then half of an inch from his ear, her voice a low soft whisper... closer to a purr...

Ana Valentine: I don't think I can tell you.... I'll have to show you......

Locomotora Desbocado vs Grave Dancer

“Stanton Curve” from the “Unstoppable” movie soundtrack cues up. The lights in the arena dim and smoke begins to billow out around the stage. LD walks out from the gorilla position and slowly heads to the ring, following a laser light display set into the ramp made to look like train tracks. When he reaches the apron the arena lights come back up, and LD climbs the steps and enters between the ropes, moving to silently stand in his corner.

LD begins flexing his muscles as the lights go dim and sirens begin sounding throughout the arena. 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing over the jumbo tron as red Pyrotechnics explode along the runway. Grave Dancer steps through the curtains and makes his way toward the ring. He wears a hooded Black robe with Grave Dancer printed on the back in red letters.

Kyle Steel: And the opponent...from Chicago, Illnois...weighing 325 lbs....Grave Dancer!

With his head down and the hood over his head he climbs into the ring. After bouncing off the ropes he stands in the middle of the ring and removes his robe. The crowd gasps in awe at they see who is underneath. Grave Dancer moves to his corner and awaits his opponent.


Zach Davis: And here we go! Both men just staring each other down! What a sight!

Shannan Lerch: This match is going to be one to remember!

Both men circle around the ring. They both grapple each other. LD manages to over power Grave Dancer as he power slams him to the floor. He picks him up and irish whips into the ropes. As LD starts hitting hard lefts and rights, Grave Dancer counters grabbing LD and throwing him into the turnbuckle sending a powerful drop kick right into Locomotora Desbocados back! LD stands still be seems a bit uneasy on his feet, but Grave Dancer hits him with a powerful suplex which looked extremely painful but somehow LD quickly gets back up! LD looks enraged as he grabs Grave Dancer and hits him with a Pumphandle Gutbuster, LD is going for the pin.


Grave Dancer kicks out as LD picks him up, only to be countered with a DDT! Grave Dancer begins punching LD on the floor before picking him up and executing a Powerbomb. He goes for the cover…


Locomotora Desbocado kicks out and Grave Dancer looks shocked! Grave Dancer picks him up and throws him into the ropes. After the rebound, LD counters with a clothesline! LD picks up Grave Dancer and attempts to go for the Engine Driver, Grave Dancer attempts to counter but he is unsuccessful. BAM!!! The Engine Driver is successfully executed as LD goes for the cover…


Somehow Grave Dancer manages to kick out and the crowd is shocked! LD just stands there and looks at him wondering how hes going to keep him down. Locomotora Desbocado locks in the Atado a las Pistas! Grave Dancer is screaming in pain but is refusing to tap! The pain must be unbearable! Slowly Grave Dancer manages to crawl over to the bottom rope to break the hold.

Slowly Grave Dancer manages to get back up to his feet as LD keeps beating him down, LD throws Grave Dancer into the corner and but Grave Dancer counters and LD hits into the turnbuckle! Grave Dancer hits a DDT and goes for the cover.


Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, Grave Dancer!

People's Title Match
Kira Sakazaki vs Tek vs Steeltoe Joe

Beginner by VSK hits and Kira Sakazaki runs full speed to the ring!

Zach Davis: Kira Sakazaki is technically the reigning International Champion... he could pick up the People's Title here tonight!

“Am I Psyscho” Plays and the arena goes dark and red and white pyro goes off from the sides of the stage. (Chris Jerhico’s pyro that goes up and down.) The lights come back on and there is a Cherokee Winters is there wearing a mask that looks like Tek’s she starts to walk down the ramp. She gets to the bottom of the ramp and open spreads her arms wide while she smiles and the spotlights start to look over the arena for Tek. The crowd goes crazy in one area of the arena. The spotlight and camera finds the roaring crowd and there is Tek. He is making his way through the crowd. He is slapping fans hands as he is on the way to the ring he jumps the barricaded and goes to where Cherokee is and she helps remove the hoodie and Tek takes off the shirt and throws into the crowd and then gets in the ring and gets on the turnbuckle and puts his gloves together and shows his name on the gloves.

The Arena Goes Dark, and then all simultaneously "Radioactive" by the Imagine Dragons starts to play as blue and white neon lights flicker and pulse to the beat of the music. Fog fills up the entrance ramp as Steeltoe Joe comes walking out of the midst of the fog. Joe looks around at all the fans who once cheered him... Booing him as loud as they can. You can tell there is no longer any love for the "People's Pastor." Joe walks slow and meticulously down the ramp, he jumps up and down like he is loosening up for his match. He steps up the ring steps and then climbs the turnbuckle closest to him. Joe points to the sky and then raises his arms in victory. Joe then jumps down and poses his massive muscles to the camera as he pulls on the ring rope, stretching for his match.

Shannan Lerch: Here we go!

As the bell sounds Tek goes right for Joe, hitting him in the head several times. Kira steps back, letting the two former friends go at it. Tek pushes Joe into the ropes then throws him across the ring. As Joe comes back Tek drops him with a Spinning Drop Toehold. Joe stumbles up and Tek then hits an Implant DDT!

Zach Davis: Tek taking it to the big man right out of the gate!

Tek pins Joe quickly.


No!, Kira breaks it up. Kira picks Tek up now and hits a Snapmare before hitting Tek with several knees to his back. Kira then lifts Tek up and hits a Swinging Neckbreaker before going for a pin of his own.



No!, Tek kicks out. Joe has gotten on his feet, but he's dazed. Kira runs at him and hits a Shining Wizard!

Shannan Lerch: OOF! Brutal kick!

Once Joe is down, Kira then jumps to the top and flies off with a Moonsault onto the Champ!



No!, Joe powers out of it!

Zach Davis: Steeltoe Joe has been the People's Champ for a LONG time... he's not going to let anyone take that belt from him easily.

Kira gets up and Tek joins him. Both men start kicking at Joe as the fans cheer them on.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like they're working together now! When you're dealing with a man as big as Steeltoe Joe, this is smart.

They lift him up and hit a Double Suplex. Joe still won't stay down, however. He gets up and Kira and Tek run at him... and they both hit him with a set of Dropkicks! Joe is sent flying out of the ring!

Zach Davis: And that's how you take a big man down!

Tek then rolls Kira up from behind!



No, Kira escapes after the quick attempt at victory. Both men get to their feet and Tek ducks a Clothesline attempt before hitting Kira with a Swinging Reverse STO.

Shannan Lerch: TURTLES!

Zach Davis: Why is that move called Turtles?

Shannan Lerch: I wish I knew.

Tek pins Kira now.



No, Kira kicks out.

Zach Davis: Not quite yet. Though I bet Tek wants to beat Joe himself more than anything.

Tek picks Kira up again and goes for a Mic Check, but Kira pushes him away. Tek turns and Kira runs at him...


He's about to pin Tek but suddenly Joe is back in the ring. Joe runs at Kira and Big Boots him back in time!, or just out of the ring, whichever. Either way Kira goes flying. Tek had stumbled up and Joe catches him...

Zach Davis: BAPTISM!

Joe drops and pins the Wildcard.




Shannan Lerch: Steeltoe Joe retains!

The fans begin to boo as Joe stands, lifting the People's Title high in the air.

Zach Davis: Say what you want about Joe and his new attitude, but he's been a dominant People's Champion, that's for sure.

Eric Price Segment

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell is played over the speakers of Arena Mexico as the crowd immediately gets on its feet with loud boos.

Zach Davis: Oh God…

Shannan Lerch: YES! Oh yes, I’ve been waiting for this moment!

Zach Davis: This is … please tell me this is a bad dream!

Eric Price steps out through the curtain wearing a black suit, gold shirt and tie, a black vest, and black pants with sunglasses on with a huge smile on his face as he looks at the audience, completely ignoring and tuning out the overwhelming boos.

Shannan Lerch: Oh it’s not a dream, it’s reality! Zach, that’s your new boss!

Zach Davis: Please … please don’t say that again.

Shannan Lerch: Oh let me remind you Zach, that is your new boss right there! Maybe you should tell him what you said earlier.

Zach Davis: Shut up!

Shannan Lerch: Maybe I should tell him as he makes his way down here to ringside with that huge smile on his face … HI BOSS!

Eric Price grabs a microphone and stands in front of Zach Davis with a huge smile on his face as he goes on to step into the ring.

Zach Davis: Did you see that sick, evil smile on his face?

Shannan Lerch: Evil? Zach, Eric Price is a good and honest man and I for one am happy to finally see some exemplary leadership here in WCF. This is the best leadership since my brother was unjustly removed from power.

Zach Davis: Please tell me when this nightmare ends.

Shannan Lerch: Nightmare? Come on Zach, at least hear the man out, for all you know, he could be a fair and just owner … which is more than can be said of former owner Jonny Fly. Shh! He’s about to speak!

The music dies down as Eric stands in the center of the ring with a huge smile on his face as the crowd continues to boo loudly.

Eric Price: This is a day I’ve awaited for a long time. This is a day that will be etched in history, this is a day that will go down as an historic day where yours truly, Mr. Eric Price took ownership of the Wrestling Championship Federation! Mark your calendars, start recording on your DVRs, remember where you were on the date and time that yours truly Mr. Eric Price revolutionized the wrestling industry by becoming the owner of one of the major companies in the sport, the Wrestling Championship Federation. I know this may come as a shock to many of you but through my acumen, through my brilliance, through my greatness, and mostly through my financial stability and connections, I managed to buy this company out from Jonny Fly and transferred it to yours truly Mr. Eric Price! Now mind you, Jonny Fly did great things for the company but under my new leadership, we’re going to take it to new heights and places it’s never been before.

Crowd boos

Zach Davis: Already the diatribes begin!

Eric Price: Now I know why you boo me, I know you may not like me because I have ethics, integrity, and morals …

Zach Davis: Oh please, he doesn’t have any of those qualities.

Shannan Lerch: Zach please, I’m listening to our dear leader and visionary!

Eric Price: … but rest assured that I will lead this company to the best of my ability bringing about the kind of fair leadership that not only the talent would like but that will put out the best product for you the fans! Because ultimately, it’s all about you … the little people!

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Eric Price: Yes, it’s you people that are the reason why we are here! And I will ensure that I will stay in tune with what you the fans want! And I know what you don’t want is you don’t want to see more of the same Pantheon bullshit that we’ve seen for the last year or so. Rest assured that under my leadership, Pantheon will be allowed but a token appearance per show … speaking of the former leadership of WCF, I will address that situation next week. As far as shows go, nothing much is changing, the current champions are still champions, and pay rates are the same until I start reviewing everyone’s contracts. While you all will keep your jobs currently, I will start reviewing contracts and instituting performance evaluations annually so as to ensure you are compensated properly according to your performance with the company. Obviously if you’re not drawing a dime, then proper corrective measures will be taken whereas if you’re selling out arenas as I have been, then a merit increase will be reflected in your pay.

Zach Davis: Corrective action? Contract reviews? Sounds like abuse of power to me. He’s probably going to start nitpicking at everything.

Shannan Lerch: He just wants to ensure fair pay for everyone, nothing wrong with that. If there is useless talent on the roster, they should be gone. Are you afraid you’re useless Zach?

Eric Price: I will be firm but fair and I will ensure that not only the talent is happy but that all of you are happy. Rest assured that I will not abuse my power for my own personal gain and that I will always do what is right not only in the interest of fairness but for business as well. With all that said, let me tell you that I cannot begin to espouse how happy I am that I own this company. A major announcement I am making tonight is that we will be rebranding the company very shortly and the company will be called “Eric Price Professional Wrestling” or perhaps Championship Wrestling … I’m still debating the name but rest assured that WCF.com will be announcing the name change by tomorrow at the latest. The renaming is part of a rebranding to ensure that the company is associated with greatness … in this case greatness being yours truly.

Zach Davis: Ego trip is all this is.

Shannan Lerch: He owns the company, he has a right to do that.

Eric Price: Be sure that this we are in for a very bright future here in EPPW as it will soon be called and know that I will do everything in my power to ensure that not only you are entertained but that the talent in the back is fairly treated. I promise you that I will make this company great again … out with the old and in with the new. This is a new day, a new regime, a new era and with it, the new guard. As part of that new guard, later tonight I will toss Brad Kane around this ring like the old washed up trash that he is and show him that in my company, legacy cannot carry you alone. We are in for a great ride together and I can’t wait for you to see everything I have in store for what is now MY company! I thank you all very much for your time, have a pleasant evening.

Zach Davis: This is … I don’t know what to say.

Shannan Lerch: Why don’t you go up to him and tell him that you hate him Zach? I know that’s what you want to do.

Zach Davis: It’s come down to where … to where Eric Price is my new boss. Good God.

As Eric Price starts to step out of the ring, all of a sudden darkness comes over the arena as he steps back into the ring due to this.

Zach Davis: What’s happening here?

"I'm Not Done" by Fever Ray hits the speakers at maximum volume. Sparkly fireworks illuminate the entrance as Bobby Cairo appears, donned in a gold and black suit, with a pep in his step. "So, I lost my head a while ago, but you seem to have done no better. We set fire in the snow. It ain't over. I'm not done."

Zach Davis: Buh-buh-buh-it's Bobby Cairo! I think I'm seeing a ghost right now!

The only thing louder than Cairo's entrance music is the cheer of the crowd. Cairo salutes his fans and then makes his way down the ramp, slapping five and shaking hands with delirious fans along the way, his eyes locked on Eric Price. "Some do magic, and some do harm. I'm holding on, holding on... I'm holding onto a straw."

Shannan Lerch: You're not the only one, Zach! I can hardly believe my eyes right now! And look at Price... he looks like he's about ready to jump out of his skin … I … I mean he looks very confident in that right right now!

Cairo reaches the ring and walks up the steps before flipping over the top rope and into the ring. Cairo climbs the turnbuckles and salutes the fans once again, with both arms raised into the air and a jubilant smile upon his face. "Who is the Alpha? And what is made of cloth? How do you say you're sorry, and there's nothing to be afraid of? Is it dark already? How light is a light? Do you laugh while screaming? Is it cold outside?"

The lights return to the arena as Cairo climbs down from the turnbuckles, receives a microphone from a cute blonde ringside attendant and turns his attention to Price. Cairo's jubilant smile has turned into a deathly serious stare. "One thing I know for certain, ohhh I'm pretty sure. It ain't over, I'm not done..."

Price, obviously trying to renew some confidence in himself, fakes a cocky grin, half-hearted though it may be.

Zach Davis: Wow … the unprecented return of Bobby Cairo right here tonight and both men simply look at each other, Price trying to fake confidence here clearly. Hopefully he doesn’t wet his pants again.

Shannan Lerch: Zach?! How could you bring that incident up again? Show some respect to your new boss, authority deserves to be respected!

Zach Davis: Kissing up for that raise, huh? Nevertheless, both men staring each other down in the ring, eyes locked as they simply continue to look at each other intently, this crowd on their feet in suspense at what will happen.

Shannan Lerch: Not a word has been uttered by either man, Eric Price being brave as he always has been standing right up to the legend himself, the hall of famer Bobby Cairo.

Zach Davis: Brave? He’s trembling and look at that grin, Eric Price slowly stepping away now from Bobby Cairo, clearly he’s scared. Cairo turning away now simply disappointed in Price but wait a minute!

Eric Price slowly stepped away from Bobby Cairo and Cairo simply turns around to face the crowd shaking his head while raising his hands as they triumphantly cheer his return. But from behind, Price tries to take Cairo out with a clothesline but Cairo ducks it!

Zach Davis: Eric Price, as usual tries to attack someone from behind trying to take out Cairo but Cairo was too quick and ducks the clothesline here, he tries to respond by punching Price but Price being the coward that he is, quickly slides out of the ring simply shaking his head at Cairo.

Shannan Lerch: Clearly Price was not ready as Cairo not only interrupted our great leader but also decided to try and sucker punch him. And that’s right Mr. Price, you walk away, you don’t waste your time with that man, he’s not worth it!

Eric Price simply walks away shaking his head with a huge grin on his face as he walks away from the ring, he quickly makes his way up the entrance ramp and looks back at Cairo staring once again into his eyes as Cairo does the same and stares back at him. Eric points at him telling him “No” as “I’m Not Done” by Fever Ray hits the speakers yet again.

Zach Davis: Wow, tonight has been full of surprises! First we learn that Jonny Fly sold the company to of all people, Eric Price. And as Eric Price is making his ego driven speech, Bobby Cairo makes his triumphant return and is already at odds with the new ownership of WCF.

Shannan Lerch: That’s EPPW now Zach or at least it will be very soon!

Zach Davis: Ugh … don’t remind me. Cairo’s return is very surprising and something tells me that this will be the first of many challenges that Eric Price will face in owning the company. Clearly he must have been a last minute signing prior to the ownership transition to stick it to Eric Price! And if anyone can knock Price down a peg, it’s Cairo.

Shannan Lerch: I don’t know about that, Cairo may be a legend but Price is on fire and Price can hang with the best of them. He was not the longest reigning WCF World Champion of the Modern Era without reason Zach.

Zach Davis: Screwjobs, DQing himself, and cheating all through his matches do not make him a great champion!

Shannan Lerch: Bottom line is he retained that title a long time and tonight, he is going to also make an example out of Brad Kane, another legend, which he will be taking out. He is on fire and now as our owner, I cannot wait to see what he has in store for us. It’s a dream come true.

Zach Davis: Again, someone please wake me when this nightmare ends.

United States Title Match
Amory Tom vs Jay Price vs FPV

Kyle Steel: The following TRIPLE THREAT match is scheduled for one fall... and is for the WCF UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP!

The crowd pops.

"Five to One" by The Doors begins to play over the PA system and Amory Tom emerges from the back, wearing his black slacks with suspenders. He removes the suspenders as he walks down to the ring, focused on his upcoming match.

Kyle Steel: Introducing the first challenger, from Acton, California... weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... AMORY TOM!

Zach Davis: Amory Tom recently debuted, and has clearly impressed WCF officials enough to earn this United States title shot.

"4 Words To Choke Upon" by Bullet For My Valentine hits the PA System as the lights in the arena drop. Strobe lights emanate from the stage area as Jay Price strolls out from the back carrying a bag of popcorn. He'll take a moment to pause at the top of ramp and look out at the crowd as he taps the US Title belt wrapped around his waist before he makes his way down to the ring. He'll stop by the announce table, pop a few kernels of the delicious buttery treat into his mouth and then set the bag down before rolling in under the bottom rope. He'll then walk over to the corner, unstrap the belt from around his waist and then take a seat on the top turnbuckle as he holds the belt over his head. His music will then fade out as he stays in the corner until the start of the match.

Kyle Steel: And the second challenger, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania... weighing in at two hundred and thirty-eight pounds... JAY PRICE!

Zach Davis: And of course, Jay "Fucking" Price. Former... every champion.

Shannan Lerch: Did you see Jay and Tom at the bar on Wednesday Night?

Zach Davis: Yeah. Bizarre.

The lights turn to a blood red as the crowd stands up on their feet, as "Ghosts 'n Stuff" hits the P.A and FPV, signature duster and Genesis T-Shirt, comes out the curtains. He plays to excited crowd like the circus ringmaster, fistbumping furiously along with the crowd and the music, and each fistbump triggers an explosion of black pyro from the stage.

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

Kyle Steel: And finally, hailing from Atlanta, Georgia... weighing in at two hundred and five pounds... he is the UNITED STATES CHAMPION... FRANK... PATRICK... VENABLE!!!

Zach Davis: Franky was able to win the United States title from Jay Price last month at Explosion, in a brutal Clockwork Orange House of Fun match.

Shannan Lerch: I wouldn't be surprised to see Jay take it back tonight.

Zach Davis: He very well might, or could the title end up in the hands of the WCF newcomer, Amory Tom? We'll find out now!


As the bell rings, Tom and Price start brawling immediately. FPV circles them as they throw punches at each other. Amory Tom backs Price into the ropes, and then clotheslines him over the top to the outside! But as he turns around, FPV is waiting, hitting him with a standing dropkick. Tom quickly gets back to his feet, and FPV scoops him for a bodyslam, but Tom slips out behind him. Tom spins FPV around and decks him with a clothesline.

Zach Davis: Amory Tom is cleaning house!

Shannan Lerch: Liquid courage?

Price slides back into the ring, catching Tom from behind with a double axehandle smash. Tom spins around, and Price hits him with a European uppercut. He follows it with a kick to the gut and a quick swinging neckbreaker. Price then turns his attention to FPV, kicking at him as he gets to his feet. FPV shoves Price away and the two men lock up-- Price hiptosses FPV to the mat, and goes for an elbowdrop, but FPV quickly sits up, avoiding it. FPV hops to his feet and begins dropping fist drops to Price's head.

Shannan Lerch: I Herd U Liek Fist Drops.

Zach Davis: I don't think anyone likes fist drops. Not receiving them, anyway.

Amory Tom begins stomping at Price's legs, and then grabs each leg, snapping them apart with a wishbone. FPV nods at Tom and they pull Price to his feet, setting him up for a double suplex--

Zach Davis: Price isn't budging--

Shannan Lerch: Jay Price with a double DDT to both men!

Price looks fired up as he grabs both men off the mat by their heads and clunks them together. Laughing to himself, he covers FPV.


Zach Davis: Kickout before two by the US champ.

Price starts stomping at both men, but FPV rolls out of the ring to the outside. Price pulls Tom to his feet, but Tom elbows his way out of his grasp. Tom softens up Jay Price with a series of right hands before whipping him to the ropes, and catching him in a backbreaker on the return.

Shannan Lerch: FPV looks to be taking a breather, circling the ring.

Zach Davis: And Amory Tom has taken control inside.

Tom pulls Price to his feet and DDTs him to the mat, before covering him.


Zach Davis: Kickout before two, by the FORMER US champ.

Tom grabs Price's leg and applies an ankle lock.

Shannan Lerch: That looks painful.

Zach Davis: Indeed, but I don't see Jay Price tapping out just yet.

The ref checks Price, who refuses to submit. Price tries to crawl towards the ropes, but Tom drags him back to the center of the ring. Meanwhile, FPV has climbed back onto the apron, and onto the top turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: FPV off the top-- missile dropkick to Amory Tom!

Shannan Lerch: Tom didn't even see him coming. These triple threat matches are insane.

Price lays on the mat, holding his foot, feeling the effects of the ankle lock. FPV waits for Tom to slowly get back to his feet--


Zach Davis: Running clothesline drops Amory Tom!

FPV lays on top of Tom, hooking the leg.



Zach Davis: Kickout by Amory Tom!

FPV goes to pull Tom off the mat, but Price comes from behind with an enzuigiri!

Shannan Lerch: Caught FPV right on the side of the head!

FPV drops to the mat. Now Price tries to grab Tom off the mat-- but Tom rolls him up!




Shannan Lerch: He caught Jay Price totally by surprise.

Both Tom and Price get back to their feet, and after swinging a few punches, they lock up. Amory Tom puts Price in a waistlock-- Price elbows his way out, and goes behind Tom with a waistlock of his own-- which is reversed AGAIN by Tom, who executes a beautiful German suplex. Tom gets up and hits a diving headbutt to Jay Price. FPV is starting to stir, using the ropes to get back to his feet. Tom sees this and charges at him with a Thesz press, followed by a series of mounted punches.

Zach Davis: I'll tell you what-- no matter who takes this match, Amory Tom has been very impressive tonight, proving he can hang with two of WCF's best.

With FPV laid out again, Amory Tom turns his attention back to Price, who is just starting to get up. Tom grabs him and sets him up, executing a fisherman suplex.



Zach Davis: Another nearfall.

Tom pulls Price to a sitting position and puts him in a sleeper. Price struggles to break free. FPV slowly begins to get to his feet. Price begins to power out of the sleeper, getting to his feet. Tom still has the sleeper locked in, but it appears Price is running on pure adrenaline. He starts to send elbows to Tom's gut, and as he breaks free, he grabs Tom and drops him in a jawbreaker! But then Price's burst of energy ends, and he also drops to a knee. FPV is back up-- he walks over to Price and starts jabbing at him, before hitting a jumping front kick to the side of Price's head. Price falls forward onto the mat face first. FPV turns his attention to Amory Tom, who is almost to his feet-- FPV grabs him and whips him to the ropes, catching him with a Frankysteiner on the return!

Zach Davis: This is about as fast-paced and chaotic as a match can get.

Shannan Lerch: FPV wants to hold onto that belt, that's for sure.

FPV pulls Tom off the mat and begins hitting him with elbow strikes. In the meantime, Jay Price has gone to an opposite corner and begins climbing the turnbuckles. He sits on the top turnbuckle, waiting.

Zach Davis: What's Jay Price planning here?

FPV sees Price in the corner of his eye, and walks over to the corner. Price is about to leap off, but FPV's change in movement has caused him to rethink his next move. Price kicks FPV in the head as he enters the corner, but FPV shakes it off and begins climbing the turnbuckles as well! FPV and Price begin brawling, while climbing to the top turnbuckle. Soon, FPV has Price set up for a superplex--

Zach Davis: Here comes Amory Tom! Watch out!

FPV superplexes Price, right on top of Amory Tom!

Shannan Lerch: FPV didn't see Amory Tom! That landing didn't look good for anyone.

Zach Davis: All three men are just collapsed in the ring. Where do they go from here, seriously.

Price rolls out of the ring, as both FPV and Tom stumble to their feet.

Shannan Lerch: Who is going to make it to a vertical base first?

Both at the same time, facing away from one another. They both turn around, their glances meet...


FRANKY HITS IT! He drops down and pins Tom.




Zach Davis: FPV RETAINS!

The bell sounds as the ref hands FPV his US Title. Frank slowly works his way to his feet. Outside the ring, Price looks up, pissed that he didn't make it to break up the fall in time.

Shannan Lerch: What a match, Zach. What a match.

Hardcore Title Match
Denise D'Evil vs Oblivion

Zach Davis: Our next match scheduled will be for the WCF Hardcore Championship. But, at this moment, I understand that before we get our next match underway, we have Hank Brown backstage with a few friends....

Shannan Lerch: Oh! THIS will be interesting!! I'm ready to laugh my ass off!!

Zach Davis: SHHH!!

Shannan Lerch: Can't help it! Hank Brown NEVER does well interviewing this particular person, if you want to call it a person.

A cameraman is already backstage as Hank Brown is standing there holding a mic.

Hank Brown: Hank Brown here, waiting for my next guest.

Melissa comes skipping in. She is wearing a black high school cheerleader skirt that is slightly too small for her. Melissa is wearing black lace near see-through thigh-high stockings. She is wearing a man sized black dress shirt, that is buttoned done half way and the bottom, of the shirt, is tied into a knot, exposing her mid-drift. Her bosoms are nearly exposed if not for a black laced bra. She is wearing black and white converses. Her hair is tied up into pigtails and she has black ribbons in her hair. Her lips are bright red and she is wearing blue eyeliner, making her blue eyes pop. As she skips by, Hank Brown is carefully watching her. Both Zach and Shannan are laughing at how Hank Brown is looking at Melissa.

Zach Davis: Hank looks as if he is about pounce on her...

Shannan Lerch: <snickers> Yea, like a lion about to jump on a gazelle.

Hank Brown continues to watch Melissa, who obviously knows Hank is watching her. As she comes back to skip past him for a second time, she stops...

Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! LOOK AT HANK!!

Shannan Lerch: He is completely staring at Melissa's chest!!

Zach Davis: Look at him!! Hank is drooling!!!

Melissa takes Hank staring at her chest as the perfect opportunity... SHE UNTIES HER SHIRT AND PULLS DOWN HER BLACK LACE BRA EXPOSING HER BREASTS AT A STARING HANK BROWN. Hank Brown stumbles back in a very clumsy way. Hank Brown's eyes are glazed over and are rolling back into his head. Hank Brown is comically spinning around then...


The entire Arena Mexico explodes with thunderous laughter as Melissa stands there with her bra down and shirt open, with Hank Brown lying down on the concrete flooring, fainted from what he just witnessed. Hank Brown position makes him look like a snow angel.


Shannan Lerch: But, look at him. He may have fainted, but he has a HU-U-UGE smile on his face!! DAMN PERVERT!!

The mic is still in Hank Brown's right hand. The camera shows large black boots walking up to Hank Brown. Melissa immediately pulls up her bra and ties back up her shirt. A large black blood stained gloved hand grabs for the mic. The cameraman pans up and there stands... The Monster Oblivion. There is a mixed crowd reaction.

Oblivion: You see Denise D'Evil you wish you COULD look this good. Instead, you prefer looking like a b-grade movie vampire. If you stand sideways, you could disappear, you are so damn thin!! Like IT has told you before... YOU ARE ABOUT TO STEP INTO A VERY DANGEROUS SITUATION!! Are you the person to step into the ring with The Monster Oblivion? You see yourself as a hardcore wrestler. But, have you seen a hardcore match that Oblivion is a participant? NO?! IT didn't think so!!! You're gonna get maimed. You're gonna get hurt!! Oblivion doesn't give a DA-AMN what happens to you!! You could end up losing a lot of blood. Broken bones!! You could end up losing the most important thing, a woman like you needs... YOUR DIGNITY!! So, as you are lacing up your boots, remember what Oblivion warned you about it... ONCE YOU STEP INSIDE THAT RING WITH OBLIVION, YOU MAY NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN. Now, Mexico city it's time... IT'S TIME TO KILL A BITCH!!

Oblivion pulls out a small plastic baggie and grabs a pinch of something, from the baggie and puts it in IT's mouth and begins to chew.

Zach Davis: What in the Hell did Oblivion put in IT's mouth?!?

Shannan Lerch: It looked pale, maybe earth toned. OH GOD!! I think Oblivion just put worms in IT's mouth and ate them!!!

Oblivion looks straight into a camera, after gulping down...

Oblivion: Now, let the party begin!!

Zach Davis: What did The Monster mean by that?!

Shannan Lerch: And what did Oblivion put in IT's mouth?!?!



Oblivion just dropped the mic on top of a smiling lying Hank Brown...

Zach Davis: As Hank Brown remains an idiot, it's apparent that Denise D'Evil may have bitten than she can chew here tonight.

Shannan Lerch: Believe or not, Zach Davis, I agree with you one million percent. Oblivion is a complete monster who annihilates competition in Hardcore style matches and the smaller Denise D'Evil may be in a situation that she has a check that her ass can't cash.

The house lights go down, as a red lights go over the crowd. Two balls of fire come down from the rafters and hit the stage setting it ablaze. "Thunder Horse" by Dethklok begins to play, as the sound of a whinnying horse is heard from within the flames. As the flames die down, there in the center of the stage, is a woman dressed in black, mounted on a black horse. She taps the horse lightly and it goes into a light canter, as the flames roll down either side of the ramp way.

Kyle Steel: From Sleepy Hollow, New York weighing in at 138 pounds.... she is The Death Bringer... Denise D'Evil....!!!

When she reaches the ring she pulls back on the reigns, and dismounts, handing the reigns off to a stage hand to take the horse backstage. She climbs the stairs and enters the ring, removing the long cloak that is around her shoulders and awaits her opponent.

Zach Davis: The Death Bringer obviously looks amazing, but she is about to dive into a nasty hardcore match with the WCF Hardcore Champion The Monster Oblivion.

Shannan Lerch: Denise D'Evil DID win a a hardcore style battle royal to be the number one contender for the WCF Hardcore Championship.

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


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

The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lazers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...


Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp.


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

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

Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psychosomatic addict insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psycho-somatic addict insane

The cameraman gets real close, as Oblivion sneers at the camera...

Zach Davis: Look at Oblivion!

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

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

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

Shannan Lerch: No excuse!!

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

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

Zach Davis: I STILL hope, Oblivion doesn't end up being a "Prisoner" just in the hardcore division. No one can deny that Oblivion can be a serious contender for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship. The Arena Mexico slightly shakes, as the sound of thunder rumbles and as mock lightning flashes. The majority, of the crowd, jump.

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

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

Come play my game
Inhale, inhale, you're the victim!!
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale... EXHA-A-A-LE!!

The music continues to thump out of the arena's speakers, as the addictive rhythm has the entire crowd in a trance and continues to dance along with the music. Lightning strikes the corners, of the ring. The loud sounds makes everyone jump out of their seats, once again. Some, of the people are scared out of their minds. Shannan looks down and sees Zach hiding under the commentary table.

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

Zach Davis: Holy....

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

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

Zach Davis: ....

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

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

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

Zach Davis: The WCF Arena is defiantly divided tonight!

Shannnan Lerch: They sure are!!

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

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


Shannan Lerch: So and awa-a-a-ay we go!! This Hardcore title match is underway.

Denise D'Evil and Oblivion circle the ring. The Death Bringer slinks low to the mat, as The Monster moves around with an intense look across IT's face.

Zach Davis: Oblivion looks as if IT has a slight pep to IT's step as The Monster bounces around.

Both Denise D'Evil and Oblivion stop circling the ring, as what it seems as if time stood still for what it felt like forever, but it is only for a split second... BOTH COMPETITORS RUSH TOWARDS EACH OTHER...



Oblivion charges at The Death Bringer....


Zach Davis: Another clothesline!!

Oblivion grabs D'Evil and pushes her into the nearest corner.

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion completely towers over her. The Monster is pushing her back...


Zach Davis: Back elbow to the head!!


In one full complete motion...


Zach Davis: Denise D'Evil fell down. She is leaning against the turnbuckles and Oblivion is slowly walking right towards her!!

The crowd is deadly silent, as The Monster is slowly stalking The Death Bringer. Oblivion crouches down as IT slowly slinks towards Denise D'Evil.



Shannan Lerch: OUT OF NOWHERE!!

With a look of complete shock, on IT's face, Oblivion grabs "ITself" as The Monster stares at IT's opponent with complete disdain and anger, before dropping to the mat, on IT's knees...

Zach Davis: NUT SHOT!!

Denise D'Evil spins around and....


Crowd: OUUU-U-U!!


While still on IT's knees, Oblivion spins around before falling face first on the mat.


Denise D'Evil looks at Oblivion with complete shock, but after taking a second, she bolts over to a downed Oblivion and makes a quick cover. Stanley Moser slides into position...

Crowd: ON-....


Crowd: NO-O-O-O!!

Shannan Lerch: NOT EVEN A ONE COUNT!!

But that doesn't stop The Death Bringer. She runs over to Oblivion.


Zach Davis: Denise D'Evil drops a couple of quick leg drops across the chest of The Monster Oblivion!!

Shannan Lerch: She seems to be walking over to the legs of Oblivion.

The Death Bringer grabs the massive legs of Oblivion.

Zach Davis: What is she doing?!

With Oblivion on IT's stomach, Denise D'Evil displays an evil grin...

Shannan Lerch: Right in the middle of the ring... A BOSTON CRAB!!!

The crowd goes absolutely crazy!! Oblivion flails IT's arms around scrambling to grab something, anything to break the hold. Ms. D'Evil just cackles, laughs as Oblivion screams out in pain.

Zach Davis: It looks like Denise D'Evil is doing exactly what she claimed she was going to do to the Hardcore Champion!!

Oblivion looks around, while flailing IT's arms, but IT ends up digging IT's filthy, nasty, disgusting nails into the mat and pull ITself towards the ring ropes.

Zach Davis: My God, Oblivion is actually pulling ITself and the small amount of weight of Denise D'Evil towards the ring ropes to break the Boston Crab.

Inch by excruciating inch, Oblivion pulls ITself near the ropes. Oblivion reaches out, barely IT's fingertips scraping the bottom ring rope.

Shannan Lerch: It looks like the champion is near the ropes and is about to grab the bottom ring rope to break the hold....

Crowd: NOOO-O-O-O!!!

The Death Bringer pulls the massive body back to the center, of the ring.

Zach Davis: DAMN!! SO CLOSE!!

Oblivion grabs IT's own head to fight back the pain. Denise D'Evil laughs out, while sneering an evil glance.


Shannan Lerch: Apparently, this Mexico City crowd wants to see the Monster Within...

Oblivion: ARRRRRR-R-R-R....

Zach Davis: The Monster Within is that rage inside Oblivion. It happens when Oblivion is in pain and feels frustration.

The Arena Mexico and shakes and rattles as Oblivion growls out a deep roar. Oblivion raises ITslef by IT's massive arms and thrusts out IT's legs, tossing The Death Bringer forward.


If the appearance of Oblivion was not scary enough, The Monster Within gives Oblivion that necessary look of COMPLETE EVIL!! Denise D'Evil has a complete look of shock across her face.

Shannan Lerch: RUN BITCH RU-U-U-UNN-N-N!!

Zach Davis: Shannan!!

Shannan Lerch: Sorry, look at Oblivion... IT'S READY TO KILL!! Oblivion DID say IT wanted to give Mexico City a public execution!!

Oblivion dips down as IT slink towards Ms. D'Evil. Oblivion is wearing a scary expression across IT's face, as The Monster grins as IT slowly lick IT's lips. The Death Bringer cowered in the corner, but The Monster grabs a hold of the top rope and proceeds to stomp down on Denise D'Evil.

Oblivion: DIE BITCH DIE!!!

Zach Davis: The Death Bringer is doing her very best trying to protect herself from those massive stomps!!

With each stomp, the nearby crowd cringes in fear, as they witness the outcome of each stomp. Oblivion slides under the bottom ring rope to the ringside area, which is right around the corner of the ring, several feet away from the commentary table. Oblivion pulls out Denise D'Evil...

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion has that strange look on IT's face!!

Zach Davis: I think you were right for before with that previous comment!!

Shannan Lerch: Which comment?


Oblivion grabs Denise D'Evil and throws her....


The body of Denise D'Evil collides with the crowd barriers. Oblivion looks around and sees a nearby camera cable.

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion has grabbed for a camera cable... THE MONSTER IS NOW CHOKING THE DEATH BRINGER WITH THAT DAMN CAMERA CABLE!!

Oblivion pulls back with IT's blood stained mitts, on the cable wire, that is wrapped around the throat of The Death Bringer. The face of Ms. D'Evil is turning bright red, as she gasps for air. The Death Bringer flails out her arms just for desperation. Oblivion screams out...


Oblivion, with a death grip on that throat wrapped cable wire, let's go with IT's right hand and proceeds to raise IT's massive right arm...

Zach Davis: What in the blue Hell is Oblivion gonna do?!?!


Oblivion proceeds to pound down onto Denise D'Evil's face/head with IT's massive right fist. Oblivion seems to be finished smashing Denise D'Evil's face, Oblivion drags The Death Bringer around the ring by the cable wire, with Denise D'Evil dragging behind Oblivion. Now, right in front of the commentary table, both Shannan and Zach look on with fear. Oblivion drops Denise D'Evil and turns around and looks under the ring....

Shannan Lerch: MY God... if that wasn't disturbing enough, The Monster is looking for anything to cause more damage!!

Oblivion tosses out a chair and a kendo stick. With the chair in hand, IT watches a choking Denise D'Evil struggle to stand up. By using the commentary table for balance, Denise D'Evil slowly stands up.


The Death Bringer grabs her right hand.

Zach Davis: Oblivion just smash that chair on the right hand of Denise D'Evil!!


Oblivion: WHAM!! KILLSHOT!!

Denise D'Evil's eyes cross as blood trickle down her face, right as she falls backwards, desperately trying to grab for something, as she falls backwards on her ass. As The Death Bringer sits there, Oblivion walks over to the commentary table and screams at both Zach and Shannan, who both move out of the way. Oblivion quickly removes the protective covering for the commentary table and unhooks all of the monitors. With a evil grin across IT's face, Oblivion grabs for Denise D'Evil....


Zach Davis: The Death Bringer throws a desperate shot at Oblivion's mid-section. At this point, Ms. D'Evil is now just trying to survive!!

Shannan Lerch: Cannot argue with you there!!

Oblivion smashes down a massive right forearm across the bloody wound of IT's opponent.


Oblivion places The Death Bringer across the table, but runs towards the ring and climbs up the turnbuckle that is several feet away from the commentary table.

Shannan Lerch: NO-O-O!! MY GOD NO!! NO-O-O-O!!

Oblivion looks around for just a micro-second right before flying off the top turnbuckle and hurls towards a lying prone Death Bringer. What seems like an eternity, but only took a brief second before...


The commentary table splinters into several pieces, as Oblivion howls in pain...

Zach Davis: I think Oblivion just aggravated a previous knee injury.

Both competitors are lying on the ground, the crowd roars...


Surprise who moves first is...

Shannan Lerch: Denise D'Evil is moving and is going for the pin right on top of this completely destroyed commentary table.

The referee is in position.

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE!! NOO-O-O-O!!


Zach Davis: Here I sit, thinking it would be Oblivion making a pin attempt on Denise D'Evil.

The Death Bringer, with blood dripping down her face slowly walks over near the ring and picks up that kendo stick.

Shannan Lerch: Denise D'Evil, who can barely stand has a kendo stick in her hands and is slowly stalking the hardcore champion.

Oblivion slowly moves, but out of nowhere...


Zach Davis: The Death Bringer is unloading Hell, right now onto Oblivion with that damn kendo stick.

Ms. D'Evil smashes that weapon down onto Oblivion mid-section, knee and twice to the head. The kendo stick is dropped and Denise D'Evil looks around and smiles when she found what she was looking for.


Denise D'Evil steps back as Oblivion slowly sits up. She pulls back and takes a wild swing and...


Crowd: OUU-U-UU!!

Zach Davis: That woman nearly took off Oblivion's head with that chair shot!!

Oblivion collapses down onto the heap of shattered table, as The Death Bringer tosses down the chair, before making a pin attempt...

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE!! NOO-O-O-O!!



Now, Denise D'Evil looks under the ring and the crowd roars...

Zach Davis: OH MY GOD A TABLE!!

The Death Bringer sets the table and places it close perpendicularly to the ring. She walks over to Oblivion and drags him over to the table.

Shannan Lerch: What is that crazy woman doing?

She pushes Oblivion on top of the table, as she climbs on top of the table, as well.

Zach Davis: How is that table holding both of their weight?

Ms. D'Evil stands up Oblivion

Shannan Lerch: Wait for it...

Oblivion is pushed towards the ring ropes...

Shannan Lerch: Wait for it....

Oblivion's momentum forces The Monster's chest to bounce off the ropes and the back of Oblivion faces towards Denise D'Evil...


Zach Davis: HOLY F<bleep>K!!

Shannan Lerch: ZACH!!!

Zach Davis: Did you just see that?! DID YOU JUST SEE THAT?!? REPLAY THAT BACK!!

The replay shows Denise D'Evil pushing Oblivion forward, as The Monster bounces IT's torso off of the ropes, The Death Bringer uses IT's momentum and picking The Monster up and slamming IT down with a German suplex!!

The Arena Mexico is actually shaking off it's foundation by the chants of the crowd!!


Shannan Lerch: With the size difference, that would be the only way for Denise D'Evil to pick up Oblivion.

The challenger looks around, with crossed eyes. She shakes off the "cobwebs" and crawls over a small distance to cover Oblivion.

Zach Davis: My God, Shannan this HAS to be it!!

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE!! NOO-O-O-O!!


Shannan Lerch: HOW IN THE BLUE HELL?!?


With obvious frustration, Denise D'Evil grabs Oblivion by the mask and scream...

Denise D'Evil: WHY WON'T YOU JUST DIE?!?!

Then instantly....


Zach Davis: BLUE HAZE MIST!!!

The Death Bringer scrambles around, grabbing at her face, screaming bloody murder...

Denise D'Evil: MY EYES!! MY EYES!!

Oblivion struggles to stand up, wobbles a bit. IT watches and waits for Denise D'Evil to turn arou-...


Shannan Lerch: CHECK OUT TIME!!

Zach Davis: A super kick by Oblivion!!

The Death Bringer collapses down in a heap on top of the broken table.

Shannan Lerch: Now, it's Oblivion's turn to go for a pin attempt!!

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE!! NOO-O-O-O!!



The Arena Mexico is echoing from the approval of the crowd.

Oblivion realizes IT is close to the ring, look under the ring. A small hand is shown coming from underneath the ring and hands The Monster some barbed wire and a container of salt.

Shannan Lerch: WHAT IN THE...?!? Did we just see a small hand hand the Hardcore Champion some barbed wire and what... SOME SALT?! WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL?!

Oblivion drops the salt, but drags the barbed wire across the head and face of Denise D'Evil. The Death Bringer screams out in complete bloody murder, as blood squirts out from her head. Fans that are ringside, hold their ears as she screams out. Denise D'Evil has severe bleeding wounds from the barbed wire, Oblivion grabs for the salt....

Zach Davis: NO-O-O!! DON'T!! OBLIVION NO!!

Shannan Lerch: DON'T DO IT!! DON'T DO IT!!

Oblivion opens the container of slat and slowly pours some in IT's bloody gloved hand and mashes it into the head and facial wounds of Denise D'Evil. The Death Bringer howls a high-pitched scream, that some of the small fans, in the crowd bury their faces into the arms of their older family members. Oblivion grabs The Death Bringer by the hair and drags her into the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is going for the pin.

The crowd shouts out the count along with Stanley Moser slamming down his hand...

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE!! NOO-O-O-O!!


Zach Davis: WHA-A-A-A-TT-TT-T!?!?!

Shannan Lerch: This Denise D'Evil has heart!!

Oblivion takes no chance and drags her to the ropes and ties her into the ropes. With blood dripping down her face, Denise D'Evil spits in Oblivion face.

Crowd: OU-UUU-U-UU-U!!

Oblivion responses with a kick to the face of Denise D'Evil.

Zach Davis: These two have battered each other tonight!!

Shannan Lerch: This match has been great and surprising!! I'm surprised these two are still standing!!

With Denise D'Evil tied up in the ropes, Oblivion leaves the ring...

Zach Davis: WHAT NOW?!?!

Oblivion leaves the ring and looks for that barbed wire IT had used earlier.

Shannan Lerch: No not again!!

Oblivion grabs the barbed wire and proceeds to like it. The crowd gets grossed out. The Monster slides back into the ring. Through the massive amount of blood, Denise D'Evil screams out as she watch Oblivion approach her. Oblivion wraps the barbed wire around her head and attaches it to the top rope, causing her head to bend back. Oblivion slides out of the ring and looks under the ring...

Shannan Lerch: What is Oblivion looking for?

Zach Davis: I'm not sure!

The crowd roars as Oblivion pulls out a metal ladder.


Zach Davis: This isn't a ladder match! What does Oblivion have planned for that ladder?!

Oblivion slides the ladder into the ring under the bottom ring rope. Oblivion slides into the ring and picks up the ladder. The Monster takes the ladder and places it against a tied up Denise D'Evil


Oblivion runs to the opposite end, of the ring and bounces off the ropes. IT barrels towards a tied up Denise D'Evil with the ladder braced up against her....



Zach Davis: It looks as if Denise D'Evil is unconscious!!

Oblivion pushes the ladder away and proceeds to slap the face of The Death Bringer. Oblivion exits the ring and walks towards the time keeper's area. Oblivion grabs for two items.

Shannan Lerch: I didn't see what Oblivion grabbed!!

The Monster slides into the ring and once against approaches the ring. The Death Bringer sees the items before anyone else does, she screams out...

Denise D'Evil: NO-O-O-O!! DO-O-ON'T!!


Oblivion drops the time keeper's bell. The Monster shoves the WCF Hardcore Championship in front of her face...


The Death Bringer doesn't say a word, but spits out at Oblivion...


Oblivion slams the championship into the face of Denise D'Evil.


Denise D'Evil: NO-O-O!!


Oblivion: AHH-H-H-H!!

Shannan Lerch: The Death Bringer just kicked the bad knee of Oblivion!!

The Monster falls down to the mat and Denise D'Evil wiggles out from the ropes and runs towards Oblivion and attempts to make the pin. While making the pin attempt, blood and "paint spew" drips from her face...

The crowd shouts out the count along with Stanley Moser slamming down his hand...

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE!! NOO-O-O-O!!


Zach Davis: WHA-A-A-A-TT-TT-T!?!?!

Shannan Lerch: NO WAY!! NO WAY!! NO WAY IN HELL OBLIVION SHOULD HAVE KICKED OUT!! That knee looks destroyed!!

Denise D'Evil stands up and grabs Oblivion. She stands next to The Monster...


Zach Davis: Going Under the Bridge!!

The Death Bringer nails The Monster with a Russian leg sweep. Oblivion tries to shake off the effect of both knee attack and the leg sweep, as Ms. D'Evil grabs for Oblivion...


Shannan Lerch: Oblivion jabs IT's massive fingers into the throat of IT's opponent!!

Oblivion tries to stand, as Denise d'Evil comes back at Oblivion and tries to pick up Oblivion. When The Monster lands from being picked up a inch off the mat, The Monster cringes in pain. Oblivion nails her on the back of her neck, but...


Zach Davis: DISMOUNT!!

Shannan Lerch: The Death Bringer dropkicked Oblivion on the knee!!

Zach Davis: The challenger is going for the pin again!!

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!! NOO-O-O-O!!


Oblivion kicks out and starts to shake, but The Death Bringer is relentless as she keeps nailing Oblivion with multiple clotheslines.

Zach Davis: That last clothesline rocks The Monster!!

Denise D'Evil bounces off the ropes...

Shannan Lerch: SPEAR!! SPEAR!! SPEAR!!

Denise D'Evil grabs for Oblivion...

Zach Davis: The challenger should have gone for the pin there, but apparently she want to dish out more pain.

Ms. D'Evil goes behind Oblivion and pulls him to a corner, where she gets IT into a full nelson.

Shannan Lerch: This Denise D'Evil is a smart wrestler. She is using the lack of height to her advantage. She is using the turnbuckles for extra height.

The Death Bringer is clamping down hard on the full nelson.... but, The Monster is way to strong and IT breaks through and away from IT's opponent. Oblivion grabs Denise D'Evil for a gut wrench, but swings her around and....



Oblivion picks up IT's opponent and Gorilla presses her and...


Denise D'Evil: UGH!! AHH-H-HH-H!! MY BACK! MY BACK!!

...and drops her into a backbreaker. Oblivion rolls out of the ring and looks under the ring and pulls out...

Shannan Lerch: OH.... MY.... GO-O-O-ODD-D-D!!

Oblivion pulls out a barbed wired wrapped ladder and places it in the corner. Oblivion grabs IT's opponent and...

Zach Davis: NO!! NO!! NO!!

Oblivion Irish whips IT's opponent into the corner. The crowd gasps right as Denise D'Evil connects with the barbed wired ladder...


Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!! SHE'S STUCK TO THE BARBED WIRE!! Her back is stuck to the barbed wire!!

Zach Davis: Oh my God, here comes Oblivion!!

The Monster charges at Denise D'Evil and....



With being still attached to the barbed wired ladder, everything falls down onto the mat. The ladder is on top of The Death Bringer.


Oblivion looks around at the cheering crowd, right as he climbs up to the top turnbuckle. The Monster screams out, right as he...


Zach Davis: The God of Insanity DID claim there would be a public execution tonight!!

Oblivion moonsaults off the top turnbuckle and...


Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!!


Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is rolling around alternating holding IT's mid-section and knee!!

Oblivion finally rolls over and removes the ladder away from Denise D'Evil. Small pieces of skin is ripped away from The Death Bringer's body.

Zach Davis: Oblivion makes a cover...

Crowd: ONE!

Shannan Lerch: That's one!!

Crowd: TWO!!

Zach Davis: That's two!!

Shannan Lerch: If Stanley Moser's hand smack the mat one more time, Oblivion will have successfully defended IT's WCF Hardcore Championship!!



Zach Davis: That's it!! That's it!! This bloody and violent match is over!!

Shannan Lerch: But, at what cost Zach?!? Either way, Oblivion is still the WCF Hardcore Champion!!

Emmaleigh Shae Segment

The light jingle of steel chains clinking and rubbing against well worn denim seems to echo off the walls of the luxurious, well lit marble hallway. As Emmaleigh Shae approaches the glass doors inscribed with the name Dr. James Preston. An older woman, well dressed with wire rimmed glasses on the end of her nose,, sits behind a reception desk, she attempts to question Emmaleigh, who just walks straight past her without so much as a passing glance.. In her left hand Emmaleigh carries her small rosary and she is muttering a prayer under her breath as she walks. She approaches the huge, heavy oak doors and plants her booted foot firmly against the centre, kicking them both wide open with a loud crash.

Dr. Preston, who was set behind his desk physically jumps from his seat at the noise, Emmaleigh smirks as she walks straight across the room to the older, educated man before her. She slides across his huge antiuqe desk until she is sat right in front of him, as Preston makes as action as though to move, Emmaleigh slams her foot down between his legs, narrowly missing his crown jewels. She grins slowly as she hovers the toe of her steel capped boots over his groin.

Emmaleigh Shae: Going somewhere are we Jimmy?

Preston shakes his head emphatically, his eyes frantically searching the room for some means of escape, or help, or... something! Emmaleigh watches his eyes dart about frantically with a look of pure joy, after a moment of two she becomes bored of the blind panic and pushes down a little bit, illiciting a shriek of pain from Preston, she raises her toes again.

Emmaleigh Shae: Seems you and you client have that in common you fuckin' heathen....

Preston looks both offended and taken aback at the comment, he straightens in his chair, as much as Emmaleigh's hovering foot will allow and clears his throat, as though trying to regain some composure.

Dr. James Preston: You cannot intimmidate me Miss. Shae, scarier men have tried...

Emmaleigh laughs at the balls on this guy, she looks to the side as though in fault and then suddenly, she is on him. Her knee is pressed against his groin, not enough for any real damage or pain... Just enough that you'd know if it were your groin her knee were pointed at.. More importantly, Emmaleigh has pulled a small switchblade from somewhere on her person, gripped in her right hand it's pressed against the flesh of Preston's Adams apple. Her left hand, still wrapped in rosary, is tangled into Prestons hair, pulling his head back at a sharp angle.

Emmaleigh allows him to struggle for a moment or two, before she pushes the blade against his skin, barely piercing it, one tiny, single drop of blood rolls down the quivering lines of his throat as she laughs, jigging about a little as though thrilled by the violence.

Emmaleigh Shae: Intimidation is for pussies... I ASSURE you, if you don't give me what I want, i'll cut off your fuckin' balls to plug the slit i'll cut in your throat... Am I making myself clear you feckless omadain!?

Preston nods very slowly, careful not to push the blade any further into his throat as he does so. Emmaleigh starts to laugh, a slow, almost quietened laugh and she pulls away, pulling her knee back from Preston her relaxes in the chair as she rolls the blade back up her hand and under the shoulder of her shirt, where we now learn it was hiding. She makes a sign of the crucifix in the air with her left hand, then kisses the rosary before slipping it into her boot.

Emmaleigh Shae: We aren't unreasonable people Jimmy.... But you see, the problem i've been having is your client... Mr. Ortega... he owes us... He owes me Da' and we, well we aren't people you wanna be owin' to....

Dr. James Preston: Miss Shae... I am well aware of your reputation, to say it precedes you...

Emmaleigh laughs again and throws a hand up to interupt him, she starts to slowly cirlcle his office, running her fingers over every single thing he owns, as though wanting to make sure she leaves nothing without a trace of her, as though she wants him to know just how violated he can be.... Just how far this can go...

Emmaleigh Shae: Where the fuck is Ortega, Jimmy? It's a simple question, you're not a fuckin' eejit so far as I can see...

Emmaleigh walks over to the shelf behind his desk, admiring the certificates and awards Preston has obtained through his years of excellent work in the psychiatric field. She picks up a rather large and expensive looking trophy and smiles, rolling it about in her hands. Preston suddenly starts rifling through his drawers and pulls out a large-ish manilla file. WCF fans immediately recognise this as the 'Saxon File' obtained during Ana Valentine's psych eval. Preston holds the file out to Emmaleigh and tries to hold a little composure, though his hand shakes so violently he almost drops the file.

Emmaleigh signals for him to put the file on the desk, as Preston puts the file on the desk, Emmaleigh swings the large crystal award back and slams it down on Preston's hand. He releases tthe file with a shrill shriek and pulls his hand back to his chest, grasping it tight towards him in sheer agony, as Emmaleigh drops the trophy to the floor and picks up the file, flipping through it, she chucks it back on the desk with a disgusted look on her face.

Emmaleigh Shae: I'll be back in 24hrs.... I expect you to know something by then...

Emmaleigh then leans over and kisses Preston on the forehead in a slow, measured way... This causes Preston to shrink further back still, his mangled and bloodied hand still clutched to his chest as Emmaleigh breaks out into a slow, twisted smile. She turns on her heels and walks out the office, towards the receptionist whom she had so blatantly ignored not so long ago.

Emmaleigh Shae: Dr Preston's had a bit of an accident... hop to it ye dopey old bint...

Emmaleigh kicks the woman's chair out slight, insinuating that she get up and go now! The woman looks a little harried, but also appears smart enough not to argue. Emmaleigh pulls a large wad of paper,, folded several times over from the back waistband of her jeans, she flattens it out on the desk and starts feeding it into the fax machine, once she is finished, she settles into the woman's chair, kicking her feet up onto the desk, shhe lifts the phone receiver and dials.

Emmaleigh Shae: Da, It's me, Leigha.... This fuckin' eejit has nothing... I might need ya to send Mickey.... I'm gonna be here a while... Don't worry Da, it's all under control....

As she says this last part, she glances over at the fax that has now sent, a signed copy of her WCf contract. She flips the toe of her foot, sending the fax machine to the floor, she slides easily from the chair, hanging the phone up. She turns to face the south of the building and quietly recites the lords prayer under her breath, before ending it with.

Emmaleigh Shae: And I will destroy those who seek to prevent my completion of your work... Like Noah and the floods... This country needs a cleanse and only I, can save the worthy...

With these words she walks back down the long, marble hallway from where she came.

The soul that sinneth, it shall die. The son shall not bear the iniquity of the father, neither shall the father bear the iniquity of the son: the righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him, and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon him.

Brad Kane vs Eric Price

Zach Davis: And now we have a match with … ugh …

Shannan Lerch: Go ahead Zach say it … I can’t wait for you to say it!

Zach Davis: My new boss Eric Price facing off against Brad Kane!

Shannan Lerch: That’s right, our new magnanimous leader.

The lights in the arena begin to dim down as the crowd rises to their feet as "The Cross (Brad Kane Edit)" by NAS is blaring through the sound system. The introduction for the song keeps building until that magical moment...

"I carry the cross if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to Miami
I'm happy that the ring is back in Miami
For you wrestlers I carry the cross”

Kyle Steel: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, standing a 6’ tall, weighing in at 223 lbs., from Miami, FL, please welcome the hall of famer himself … Brad Kane!

Pyro explodes as the lights come back on in the arena. Standing before them is that old familiar face with a slight smirk. Brad Kane stands on the stage telling people to get up to their feet if they aren't already. Feeling the pounding music he begins to walk to the ring slapping the hands of all the fans who have their hands over the barricade. Brad continues to walk around ringside showing more love for the fans who made him into a world traveled wrestler before hopping up to the ring apron. He jumps up over the top rope and leaps up to the second turnbuckle closest to him. Brad throws his arms into the air before jumping off and backing into said corner as he waits for his match to begin as more cheers and camera flashes go off.

Zach Davis: And Brad Kane is all set here to face off against my new boss. What a surreal moment.

Shannan Lerch: I know, it’s absolutely wonderful to finally have some visionary leadership here in WCF.

“You Know My Name” plays over the speaker system as Eric Price steps out onto the entrance stage with a huge smile on his face as the crowd immediately gets to its feet booing loudly.

Zach Davis: And …

Shannan Lerch: Say something … talk damn it!

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, standing at 6’ 4”, weighing in at 245 lbs., from Pacific Palisades, CA, he is the new owner of WCF … Mr. Eric Price!

Zach Davis: What is there to say?

Shannan Lerch: What is there to say? Ladies and gentlemen, here comes the longest reigning WCF World Champion of the modern era, the greatest WCF World Champion of all time, and the new, magnanimous owner of WCF Mr. Eric Price! And then you applaud, just like that! Now why don’t you get up, applaud him and congratulate him on being our dear leader!

Zach Davis: I …

Shannan Lerch: Quit being a damn crybaby … “oh wah, he beat me up, I was hurt for a week, I didn’t like it” … why don’t you be a man for once, shut up and show him the respect he deserves!

Zach Davis: Why don’t you kiss my ass and shut up!

Shannan Lerch: I don’t think Mr. Price will be happy with your attitude.

Zach Davis: As this match gets setup to start here, Eric Price in the ring facing off against the hall of famer Brad Kane! Both men in the ring as the referee has the bell rung and this match begins!

*Bell rings*

Shannan Lerch: And here we go, one on one, these two men had a war of words throughout May and here they are squaring off against one another.

Zach Davis: Not to mention Brad Kane joining Pantheon but with Eric Price as the new owner of WCF, I don’t know what kind of doom it will spell.

Shannan Lerch: Are you trying to suggest that Mr. Price would abuse his power?

Zach Davis: And these two men meet in the center of the ring trying to see who is the better man, and oh wow, a DDT to start this match up from Kane to Price here. Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: But a kickout from Eric Price. Looks like Kane wanted to end this matchup quickly and get Price out of the way perhaps sending a message to the new owner.

Shannan Lerch: Ahem, I asked you a question and it was not rhetorical.

Zach Davis: Would Price abuse his power? Absolutely, he’s known for that.

Shannan Lerch: You really like to weave a tale don’t you?

As Price is down from the DDT and looks almost out, Kane decides to go up to the top rope to try for a Frog Splash.

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

Crowd: Let’s go Kane! Let’s go Kane! Let’s go Kane!

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

1 ..

2 ..

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

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

Shannan Lerch: That’s right sir, you take all the time you need, you own this place!

Zach Davis: The ref starting his count as you continue to suck up to Price here.

Referee: 1.

Zach Davis: But I don’t think Kane is going to put up with any of Price’s antics here. Price is taunting the crowd here but he has his attention away from the match as the referee continues to count.

Referee: 2.

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

Zach Davis: Price just turning around but too late as Kane nails another Frog Splash on Price. Both men down now outside the ring as the referee is looking at the carnage right now and restarts his count.

Referee: 1.

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

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And Price barely kicks out of that one. Kane definitely is taking it to the Price here tonight and showing him exactly why he is a hall of famer. I think Price still underestimates Kane.

Shannan Lerch: As he should, he is the longest reigning WCF Champion of the Modern Era and…

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

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

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

Shannan Lerch: And Mr. Price now getting himself up as Kane looks to be on the attack. He goes after Price but oh no, Price lowers the ropes and Kane goes over. And now a smirk on the face of our new owner! You get him sir!

Price raises his hand with a smirk on his face here as Kane is down on the outside.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Zach Davis: Price just smiling at the crowd, he really does not care what the fans think does he? He’s all about himself, all about ego!

Shannan Lerch: Mr. Price just waving at the crowd because he really cares about our fans and he wants to simply show them that he will be fair as our new owner.

Referee: 1.

Zach Davis: I won’t even comment on that.

Referee: 2.

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

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

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

Referee: 1. 2. 3. 4.

Zach Davis: And Price breaks the hold just barely before a count of 5, he needs to be careful to not disqualify himself here.

Shannan Lerch: He’s simply using the rules to his advantage. Although disqualifying himself? He owns this company, he can do whatever the hell he wants.

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

Shannan Lerch: Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

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

Shannan Lerch: Price really being pushed to his limit.

Zach Davis: Yes, but Kane is showing why he should be taken seriously and why he is not only a former World Champion but a hall of famer to boot. And Kane is going to try and finish Price off.

Price is down on the mat, Kane trying to bring Price up and set him up for Reckless Killing but before he’s able to lift him, Price trips Kane over on his knees and oh my God, another sharpshooter!

Shannan Lerch: And what the hell, here comes Bobby Cairo down the entrance ramp running down to the ring.

Zach Davis: Looks like some unfinished business as Cairo distracts Price who lets go of the sharpshooter now to have words with Bobby Cairo. Guess he’s wondering why Cairo is here as well.

The crowd cheers massively for Cairo’s apperance.

Shannan Lerch: And Brad Kane from behind tries to grab Price again and set him up for Reckless Killing but Mr. Price with all his might elbowing him to let go of him and he finally does and yes, another sharpshooter as Cairo looks on!

Zach Davis: Sharpshooter applied and wait a minute, what the hell is this? Cairo instructing the time keeper to ring the bell immediately! What’s he yelling?

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by submission, the new owner of WCF, Mr. Eric Price!

Those cheers quickly turn to boos at this point.

Zach Davis: But Brad Kane never gave up! HE NEVER GAVE UP! Damn it! This was all a ruse and Cairo was in on it with him!

Shannan Lerch: Now you don’t know that, I saw Brad Kane tap out, looks like he did to me, why else would the bell have been rung?

Zach Davis: As Price lets go of the hold here, Cairo quickly steps into the ring and both men hug right in the center of the ring. My God, this is … absolutely not right!

Shannan Lerch: This is great! And now Mr. Price kicking Brad Kane out of the ring with a huge smile on his face as he’s demanding a microphone!

Eric Price: Hey Brad … looks like you’re nothing but a loser! Tapping out in your match like that to me, it shows me that you’re pathetic! I don’t want losers in my company therefore, it is my duty to inform you that in the interest of fairness, Brad Kane … YOU’RE FIRED!

Zach Davis: FIRED?! FIRED?! WHAT FOR?! Interest of fairness … my ass!

Shannan Lerch: What a magnanimous gesture by Mr. Price to make sure that Brad Kane is no longer allowed to be a loser!

Eric Price: Security!

About 13 security guards quickly rush toward the ring as they grab Brad Kane who is on the outside to drag him out of the arena!

Eric Price: Get this piece of trash out of my arena, he’s been terminated effective immediately!

Zach Davis: This is nothing but an abuse of power. First he screws Brad Kane by having the bell rung and now he’s fired … for what reason?!

Eric Price: And now, I’d like to introduce you all to my business associate, my friend Bobby Cairo!

Massive boos rain in from the crowd as both men raise their hands in victory as Brad Kane is being dragged out of the arena at this point and “You Know My Name” plays over the speaker system again!

Zach Davis: I … this is nothing but a hideous abuse of power! This is not right! Eric Price screws Brad Kane and now fires him! For what reason?

Shannan Lerch: Ahem … Zach, he told you why he was fired … simply because he’s a loser and he does not want losers in the company anymore.

Zach Davis: That’s nothing but a load of horse manure, this is nothing but clear abuse of power and this nightmare looks to continue on … my God and now Bobby Cairo, the legend himself working with Satan right there … what possible reason could there be here for this? So many unanswered questions!

Barbed Wire Fans Bring the Weapons Match
Steve Orbit vs Waylon Cash

“White Trash Renegade” by Big B begins to play over the PA system, and the arena fills with angry booing. Waylon slowly steps out onto the entrance ramp, with Scott Savage right behind him. The fans scream, as they brandish the weapons they've brought with them, each hoping that their object will be used to hurt Waylon Cash.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, and is a barbed wire, fans bring the weapons match! Now coming to the ring, Weighing two-hundred thirty pounds, standing six feet tall, he is The Hellbilly, Waylon Cash.

Waylon doesn't acknowledge his introduction. He merely continues wandering down the ramp, his bloodshot eyes glaring at the bloodthirsty fans as he passes. He takes a walk around the ring, checking the integrity of the barbed wire that has replaced the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: What must Waylon and Steve be thinking right now? These two have gone from tag team champions, and best of friends, to arch enemies. That doesn't even describe it. These two want each other dead.

Zach Davis: This feud has gotten absolutely nasty, and now it is finally coming to a head. I don't even want to imagine what we'll see in this match.

Waylon carefully rolls under the bottom rope, and stands to his feet. When he turns around, he sees Scott starting to climb in, and he stops him. Cash then crouches down, and says a few words to his manager, who looks mildly concerned, but turns around, and begins walking back up the ramp.

Zach Davis: It appears Waylon Cash has told Scott Savage to stay in the back for this one.

Waylon checks the ropes from the inside, as his music dies down. It is quickly replaced by The opening synth of "Flash Light" by Parlaiment. The arena goes dark until the first "YOWWW" in the song, at which point a pink strobe light begins to flash throughout the arena. Small pink lights swirl around the crowd and the entire arena and eventually converge into one big pink spotlight as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the aisle.

Shannan Lerch: And here is Steve Orbit, no doubt he is hungry for revenge after what Waylon Cash did to Ana Valentine this last Wednesday.

Zach Davis: It was a disgusting, and brutal scene, one I think Waylon Cash may end up paying dearly for.

Steve takes his time, strutting down the ramp, and rolls under the barbed wire, taking care not to do any damage before the bell rings. Once in the ring, his angry eyes never leave Waylon. He throws a fist into the air, before removing his suit, and handing it to a ringside attendant. He stretches a bit, before conducting his own check of the barbed wire ropes. Once he's done, he walks to the center of the ring. Waylon and Orbit face each other, each man holding back their festering hatred, as the ref goes over the rules. Once the ref backs away, and the bell rings, the two men steps up to each other, so their noses are almost touching. They trade some words back and forth, neither willing to throw the first punch just yet.

Zach Davis: I can't quite make out what they're saying, but even if I could, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be allowed to repeat it on the air.

Shannan Lerch: I'm actually a pretty good lip reader, and you're right.

Suddenly, something Waylon says sets Orbit off, and he clocks him with a hard left. Waylon stumbles backwards, and Steve is on him immediately. He hits Waylon with rights and lefts, backing him up a bit, before irish whipping him across the ring. Cash just manages to stop himself with a disastrous collision, by grabbing two sections of the wire between the barbs. Orbit runs after him, but Waylon kicks backwards, catching his former partner in the midsection. Orbit doubles over, and Cash spins around, before kicking him in the chest. Orbit stumbles backward across the ring, giving Waylon the room to try and return his irish whip. Orbit avoids the ropes by leaping into the air, and somehow landing on the apron.

Zach Davis: The agility of Steve orbit on display here!

Orbit turns around, and gets caught with a right hand to the jaw. Steve falls to the floor, as the crowd cheers him on, and offers their weapons. Waylon gives a cocky smirk from inside the ring, as his opponent climbs to his feet, and grabs a hockey stick from one of the fans. He rolls into the ring, but Waylon immediately begins stomping him until he lets go of the stick. Cash picks it up, and smiles at the fan who gave it to Steve. He backs up, and as Steve is standing, pulls back, and swings for the fences. Steve just manages to get out of the way in time. Waylon misses, and Orbit swings, taking his legs out from under him. Cash goes flying, and slams his legs against the barbed wire. When he lands, patches of his jeans have been shredded, and several large gashes have been opened up, and bloods has begun to drip from them.

Zach Davis: Waylon making first contact with the barbed wire, and it was nasty. This match may not take as long as I thought.

Waylon lays on the mat, checking his injuries, as Orbit gets his hands on the hockey stick. He brings it down on Waylon a couple of times, before the Hellbilly manages to roll out of the ring. He holds his ribs, as he stands to his feet to see Steve taunting him, begging him to get back in the ring, while brandishing the hockey stick like a sword. Cash turns around, and reaches into the crowd, ripping a wooden camp chair from an unwilling fan. He tosses it in the ring, and follows after it. Orbit swings the stick, but Waylon dives out of the way, and grabs the wooden chair. He rolls over just in time to position the chair in front of himself, and block a nasty shot from the hockey stick. Cash tosses the chair upward, and it hits Orbit in the face, stunning him long enough for Waylon to stand up, and kick him in the gut. He follows that up with a snap DDT, leaving Orbit laying. Cash pauses to catch his breath, and throws the finger at a few jeering fans at ringside.

Zach Davis: Maybe fans bringing weapons wasn't the best idea. Waylon seems to really be enjoying upsetting them.

Waylon lifts Orbit up, and whips him into the barbed wire. This time he can't stop himself, and flies back first onto the makeshift ropes. They sag under his weight, but hold nicely. Cash runs up to him, and dropkicks him. The barbs go farther into Steve's skin, but the ropes still don't break. Cash back up again, this time hitting a crossbody. This causes the whole section of barbed wire to give way, and the two men come crashing to the ground. They lay there in the pile of barbed wire, as the crowd chants “Holy shit!”

Shannan Lerch: Both men are bleeding from wounds all over their bodies. We're five minutes in, and I don't think they can go much longer.

Waylon is the first to stand. He drags Orbit with him, as the barbed wire peels off of Steve's back, leaving small, bloody gashes along his skin. Cash tosses him into the guardrail, and grabs a brooms stick from the hands of a fan. He swings it, and a sickening crack is heard, as it strikes Steve's sternum and rib cage. Orbit collapses to the ground, and Waylon drops down on him, barring the broomstick across his throat, and pulling back.

Zach Davis: He's choking Steve Orbit!

Shannan Lerch: Not much you can do. That's as legal as any other maneuver in this match. This can only end by pinfall or submission... or possibly blood loss.

When it looks like Orbit might pass out, he throws a desperation punch upward, and manages to connect with Waylon's jaw. This causes Cash to loosen up enough for Orbit to grab him, and hit him with a snapmare onto the concrete. Waylon holds onto the broomstick, and Steve grabs it. A battle of wills ensues, as both men push as hard as they can on the weapon, Steve aiming for Waylon's throat, Cash just trying to keep from being choked out. Eventually Waylon throws a kick, and hits Orbit in the head. Steve falls backward, allowing Cash to stand. He grabs Orbit in a suplex position, and lifts him in the air.

Zach Davis: He's gonna put Orbit through our table!

Before Waylon can drop back, Steve hits him with a knee to the head. Cash drops Orbit, allowing him to hit a snap suplex on the floor. Waylon writhes in pain, as Steve sits up, and tries to catch his breath. When he stands he kicks Waylon in the ribs a few times, before lifting him up, and tossing him into the ring. He grabs a cymbal from a nearby fan, and follows after Waylon. As Cash rises, Orbit lifts the large, metal circle high in the air. Before he can bring it down, the Hellbilly swings desperately, and hits Orbit with a low blow. The Mack collapses to the ground, and Waylon goes for the cover.



No! Orbit kicks out. Cash immediately grabs the cymbal, and rises to his feet. He waits for Orbit to get to his knees, and when he does, Cash runs at him, and swings wildly, hitting his former partner in the side of the head with a mighty crash. Orbit falls again, as Waylon struts around the ring. The fans boo loudly, as he holds up the musical weapon. When Orbit starts to rise again, we see that the impact opened a large cut on the side of his forehead. Blood begins to trickle down his face, as Waylon waits for him to stand up. Once he does, Cash swings again, but this time Orbit ducks. He catches his opponent off balance with a jab, and he drops the cymbal. Orbit goes for another jab, but Waylon dodges it, and quickly ducks under Orbit's arm. He grabs the man's shoulder and neck, hitting a uranage right onto the cymbal.

Shannan Lerch: My god, there may not be anything left of these two men when they're done.

Zach Davis: We are watching two men takes years off of their careers, if not their lives right now.

Waylon waists no time. He grapevines his legs around one of Orbit's arms, grabs the other, and stretches them both behind his back in a rings of Saturn type maneuver. Orbit screams in pain, as Waylon wrenches back on the submission. He pulls as if he is trying to dislocate both of Orbit's shoulders. Slowly, Steve moves his body, so that he can lift a knee up into Waylon's face. Cash lets go, and Orbit jumps up. He spins around and drops a vicious knee into Waylon's ribs. He stands up and does it again, with a grimace on his face. He then drags The Hellbilly to his feet, and walks him over to the side of the ring where the barbed wire ropes gave way. He hip tosses Cash off the platform, and onto the pile of barbed wire on the cement.

Zach Davis: If Waylon Cash gets up after that, I will be shocked.

Shannan Lerch: Never count out the Hellbilly. It looks bad now, but neither of these men is in the best shape. This could still go either way.

Orbit jumps down from the ring, and grabs a large, black object from a fan, that turns out to be a VCR. He waits for Waylon, as he slowly uses the ring to drag himself up. Once he's done, Orbit swings with the machine. Waylon ducks it, and kicks him in the gut. Orbit drops the VCR, allowing Cash to grab it. He lifts it high, and brings it down on Steve's head, opening him up even more. A steady stream of blood is now pouring down Orbit's face, as he lays on the floor. Cash tosses the VCR aside, and grabs a nearby strand of wire. He wraps it around his arm, while climbing back up onto the ring. He takes a running start, and leaps off the platform, dropping a barbed wire elbow on his former tag team partner.

Zach Davis: Waylon Cash sacrificing himself to hurt Steve Orbit! It is just astounding what a man is capable of when he hates as deeply as these two.

Waylon takes the wire off of his arm, but can't do so without opening a few cuts. His arm now bleeding, Waylon searches under the ring for a moment, and drags out a table. He sets it up on the outside, and throws Orbit into the ring. He follows after, and stomps on the back of the fallen man's head a few times. Cash then lifts him to his feet, and puts him in a headlock. He goes for a bulldog off the side, but Orbit pushes him off, and sends him through the table on his own. Waylon hits the cold concrete, as wood splinters fly everywhere. Both men lay where they are for a while, convalescing.

Zach Davis: That table exploded on impact. This is an all out war!

Shannan Lerch: I wasn't expecting any less. This has been brewing for a while now, and there was a lot of pressure on this pot when it blew. Now we can only hope both of these men survive tonight.

Steve is the first to rise, while Waylon stays mostly motionless on the ground. He stands in the ring, taunting Cash, begging him to stand up as the crowd cheers. When Waylon finally rises, Orbit dives off the ring, and goes for a dropkick. The Hellbilly manages to dive out of the way, and Orbit's leg gets caught in the guardrail. It bends at a weird angle, as he falls tot he ground. He suddenly grabs his knee, and begins screaming in agony.

Zach Davis: It looks like Steve Orbit really injured his knee there.

Shannan Lerch: And I think Waylon Cash sees it. That very well may be the beginning of the end.

Waylon stands back up, and stomps on Steve's injured knee several times. He then grabs the leg, and twists Orbit around into a single leg boston crab.

Zach Davis: Orbit can't tap on the outside! Waylon is only doing this to cause as much damage as possible.

Cash pulls back, as the referee tries to tell him that a submission can't happen outside the ring. He doesn't seem to care. He wrenches on the hold, and laughs loudly. He rips at the knee with jerking motions, as Orbit struggles to get free. Waylon squeezes the hold for a little longer, before letting go with a smirk. He reaches over the guardrail, and grabs a chair from beneath a fan. He slides Steve's leg in between the seat and the back rest, before climbing up onto the apron. He takes a moment, before jumping off, and stomping on the chair. Steve flails violently, sending the chair flying, as he grasps his knee.

Zach Davis: That's the same thing he did to Ana Valentine's arm on Wednesday! Steve's leg might very well be broken right now.

Shannan Lerch: This is a blood feud. This match might not end until one of these men is dead.

Waylon quickly grabs Orbit, and drags him over to the ring. He pulls back on his leg, and throws it into the steel post. It wraps around the metal, and Steve's screams only grow louder. Waylon licks his lips, seemingly taking a sick pleasure in the pain of his former partner. He grabs the leg, and slams it into the ring post again. Orbit howls so loud that the people in the cheap seats can hear him over the screaming of the crowd. Cash grabs the chair, and sets Orbit's leg against the post, before sandwiching it in between the two. Steve curls up in a ball, grabbing his knee as Waylon slides back into the ring.

Zach Davis: This is insanity. Steve Orbit's leg is very clearly injured. This match needs to stop.

Shannan Lerch: It can't end without a pin or submission. This match will continue.

Cash taunts Steve, as the man tries to stand. Waylon sets himself in the corner of the ring, and watches with a smile on his face, as Orbit eventually manages to roll himself inside. Waylon waits, sitting in the corner as Orbit hobbles to his feet. Once Steve manages to stand, Cash gets up, and walks over to his opponent. Blood drips from The Hellbilly's legs and arms, while a fount of the red liquid pours down Steve's face. Cash steps up to Orbit, and kicks his injured knee out from under him. Orbit falls to the mat, as the fans boo loudly. Waylon laughs, as he walks around Steve.

Zach Davis: I think Waylon senses the end coming. He's stalking his prey.

Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit needs to do something, or this match is going to end pretty quick.

Waylon stomps on the injured leg a few times, with a smirk on his face. He then grabs him, and drags him over to the ropes. He wraps Orbit's knee around the bottom strand of barbed wire, and pulls, wrenching it into an extremely painful position. Steve claws at his leg, and swings futilely, trying to get Waylon to let him go. The Hellbilly only wrenches harder, trying to break his former partner. He puts his foot against to rope to get more leverage, and yanks on Steve's leg. In desperation, the Mack swings one more time, but connects with this one. The punch hits Cash's jaw, causing him to let go, and roll off to the side. Orbit untangles himself from the barbed wire, and slides to the center of the ring.

Zach Davis: Orbit manages to get a shot in! Looks like it was a good one too. Waylon's been knocked loopy.

Cash lays on the ground, blinking, trying to stop the arena from spinning, as Orbit slowly drags himself to a standing position. About the time Orbit manages to stand, Waylon regains his bearings, and rises as well. Cash goes on the attack, but gets caught with a jab from the Mack. Waylon goes in again, but gets another punch to the jaw for his troubles. Now we can see that blood has begun to flow from a fresh cut on Waylon's chin.

Shannan Lerch: Both of these men have been opened up in a vicious way. Blood has covered the mat. This might be one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen.

Waylon back up, and sprints toward Orbit, but Steve catches him with a drop toe hold. Cash flies face first into the barbed wire, opening up a number of new cuts. Both men are now covered in crimson, and laying on the ground.

Zach Davis: This match has taken everything from these men. Waylon most likely has a concussion, and Orbit's knee is very badly damaged.

Steve gives up trying to stand, and drags himself out of the ring. He crawls over to the guardrail, and uses that to lift himself up, before grabbing a chair from an eager fan. Orbit tosses it into the ring, and then follows, rolling under the ropes. He grabs the chair, and gets to his knees, just as Waylon begins to rise,. Cash just manages to get to his knees, before Orbit swings for the fences. The violent shot echoes through the arena, as Waylon crumbles to the mat, and the crowd cheers wildly.

Zach Davis: Orbit found an opening, and he is forcing his way through it.

Shannan Lerch: You know that chair shot only exacerbated whatever head injury Waylon might have. I'm afraid for how this match might end.

Orbit takes the chair, and slides it under Waylon's head, before clawing his way over to the corner. He drags himself up with the barbed wire, and begins climbing to the top turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: What the hell is Steve Orbit doing?

Shannan Lerch: Putting the whole match on the line for one move. This is it!

Orbit gets to the top, and slowly stands to his feet, before leaping off.

Orbit kicks his legs out, and hits Waylon with a leg drops, sandwiching the man's head between Steve's leg and the steel chair. The crowd cheers, as Orbit throws himself over Waylon's body.



...3! NO! Waylon just manages to get the shoulder up. Orbit slaps the mat in frustration, before pointing to the corner, signaling another ascent. He climbs a little faster this time, spurred on by the cheering of the fans. He gets to the top, and throws his hands in the air with an evil grin.

Steve jumps off the ropes, and goes for the Oakland splash, but Waylon rolls out of the way just in time. Steve hits the mat hard, and goes limp.

Shannan Lerch: Swing and a miss! If Waylon can capitalize here, the match is over!

But Waylon isn't moving. Both men lay on the mat, and the ref is forced to start the count.




Zach Davis: Whoever gets up first could have this match won!




Shannan Lerch: Both men are stirring. Orbit hit hard, but he also seriously hurt Waylon with that chair attack...



Zach Davis: Come on... get up!


Shannan Lerch: They might make it-


The ref calls for the bell.

Zach Davis: No! Not like this... in this kind of match, what is the referee doing!?

Shannan Lerch: The referee in a brutal match like this needs some kind of leeway to stop the match if the competitors can't continue, Zach. And it looks like Cash and Orbit have pushed one another to that point.

The crowd boos loudly, as both men lay in the center of the ring, motionless, no longer trying to get to their feet. As soon as the ref checks on them, he throws up the “X” symbol, and the EMTs sprint down the ramp. They begin checking on both men, before quickly loading them onto stretchers.

Zach Davis: These men may have seen their careers shortened here tonight... what a match, Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: I just wonder if they've gotten their frustrations out, or if we haven't seen the last of Waylon and Orbit.

Yet Another Attack!

Logan is seen walking down the hallway of the arena. As he takes each step towards his own locker room, the echoing from his wrestling boot seems to be heard for miles. The pattern, in which his steps occur, left then right, seems to bring out a piece of his personality. He has a little sway to his shoulders and torso, one that is in the same ballpark as being cocky or confident. After moments of walking on the cold and concrete flooring, he finally reaches the door that has written in gold letters “Logan”.

He reaches out with his right hand and flips his right wrist, unlatching the door from its locked position. Logan then takes one foot inside of his locker room and stops immediately in his tracks, while having his eyes focused right upon the middle of the room. As the camera turns towards the room, the locker room scenery is exposed to the viewers. Clothes and chairs are thrown all around the room, with spray paint sprayed all around the walls with the words “Five time champ” written on the locker rooms, until in the middle, where Logan’s eyes are focused, is the word “Genesis” written in big and bold letters.

A circle surrounds the paint as well as a line going through the word written on the concrete wall. Logan’s eyes grow large as a small smirk crawls upon the face of Logan. He takes one more step in the room before looking around once more, and speaking.

Logan: So I am going to walk into here and let you attack me right? Well if that is the case then you have another thing coming. I have watched month after month watching you attack superstars, and I think I know all of your tricks.

Logan takes one more step into the room until he stops in his tracks and the appearance of hands grabbing his shoulders can be seen. Then the masked man slowly moves towards Logans head, until the masked man whispers into the ear of Logan.

Masked Man: Surprise, and to be honest, I like a little bit of a fight.

Logan turns and throws a punch towards the masked man, but he ducks it and tackles Logan into the room. Logan lands hard as the masked man jumps up and locks the locker room door behind him, but while he does so Logan gets to his feet. Logan grabs one of the steel chairs and smashes the masked man’s back, leaving him whimpering in pain at the shot. Logan goes for another shot with the chair, but is hit with a low blow forearm. Logan falls to his knees, dropping the chair in front of him. The masked man jumps up and kicks Logan right between the eyes, sending him back against the cold concrete floor.

The masked man continues to stomp and knee Logan, who is still feeling the effects from the forearm to the mid-section. The masked man grabs Logan by his head and attemps to throw Logan towards the locked door, but Logan reverses it and throws the masked man at the door. The force of the throw sends the masked man through the wooden door and out into the hallway. The back of the shirt is ripped from the impact of the chair, and sends several splinters into the attackers back. Logan gets up and makes his way towards the masked man. Logan takes the masked man by the mask and starts to pull upon the black silk.

Logan: Lets see who you really are!

The masked man comes back into consciousness and stops Logan from pulling of the mask, by kicking Logan in the midsection. The masked man jumps to his feet, and begins to kick Logan back into the locker room, ultimately launching him with a dropkick. The masked man then takes one of the chairs and starts to unload upon the back of Logan. Logan screams in pain as the several powerful shots from the metal chair start to turn his back red. The metal chair begins to bend after the tenth consecutive shot to Logan’s midsection. About that time medical attention has reached the broken door to Logan’s locker room, which alerts the masked man. The masked man drops the chair and kneels down towards Logan who is clutching his fists in pain. The masked man whispers once again into the ear of Logan.

Masked Man: Welcome back my friend.

Immediately after he whispers into his ear he picks up the chair and runs towards the medical team, who intelligently jumps out of the way, allowing the masked man to once again get away, but not without a few wooden shards stuck upon his flesh. The scene goes black as the medical team tends to Logan, laying on the concrete in pain.

Zach Davis: I thought Logan was in Nevada?

Shannan Lerch: Maybe that was filmed earlier? Dunno. Either way he was this mysterious masked man's latest victim here tonight.

World Title Match
Odin Balfore vs Skyler Striker vs Sarah Twilight

Kyle Steel: The following TRIPLE THREAT match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the WCF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!

Crowd pops.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crowd: The battle is.. already won!

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

Kyle Steel: Introducing the first challenger... from Houston, Texas... weighing three hundred and forty pounds... THE NORDIC TANK... ODIN... BAAAAAAALLLFOOOOOOOOORE!!!

Zach Davis: Odin Balfore injected himself into this match after defeating Skyler Striker via disqualification.

Shannan Lerch: One thing that Odin always brings to the table is controversy. No denying that.

“With our hands held high we're screaming..."

The crowd scream 'whoa-oh whoa-oh oh' and in doing so introduce Skyler Striker. Striker makes his way to the ring in his usual fashion, focused and determined. Once inside, he stands in the center of the ring and bows his head, his arms outstretched and fists clenched. He then opens his palms to the audience, causing white pyro to explode from the ring posts. Striker throws his effects out of the ring and prepares for the match.

Kyle Steel: And the second challenger... from Perth, Australia... weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds... SKYLER... STRIIIIIIIKERRRRRRR!!!!

Zach Davis: Striker has been focused on winning the World title since his return to the WCF. He's joined Pantheon, he won the Trilogy Cup, and now he gets what he's been waiting for-- a shot at the WCF World Title.

Shannan Lerch: A title that Striker is no stranger to.

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

Kyle Steel: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at 142lbs, she is THE WCF WORLD CHAMPION...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH... TWIIIIIIILIIIIIIIIIIGHT!

Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening cheers and soaks them all in. The vibrant redhead confidently swaggers towards the ring and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle in succession, pointing out toward the crowd and smiling. The cheers become even LOUDER. As the music continues, Sarah rolls outside of the ring and finds a young fan sitting at ringside. She removes her signature "You Don't Matter" tee shirt that she wears over her wrestling attire and gives it to the young fan before returning to the ring as the music dies down.

Zach Davis: What can be said about Sarah Twilight. She's fought against all odds, time after time for that belt. And tonight she will defend it against not one, but two former World champions.

Shannan Lerch: If I was her, I'd be looking for a DQ or a countout finish. Keep the title and run.

Zach Davis: Well she's certainly not you, Shannan.


The match begins with Odin heading straight for Sarah and catching her with a big boot. She falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Striker approaches Odin from behind, throwing a few kicks to his legs. Odin spins around and throws a punch, Striker ducks and continues kicking at Odin's leg. Odin reaches and grabs Striker, hitting him with a headbutt, followed by a clothesline over the top rope!

Zach Davis: Odin's cleaning house!

Sarah climbs back on the apron. Odin approaches her and swings, but Sarah ducks and grabs Odin's head, leaping off the apron and snapping his head across the top rope. Odin rears back, holding his neck. Sarah slides back into the ring and hits Odin with a series of forearms to the head, followed by a standing dropkick. Odin stumbles back, but doesn't fall. At this point, Striker is back on the apron--

Zach Davis: Springboard DDT to Odin Balfore!

Shannan Lerch: I wonder if this will be a theme in this match. Double teaming the big man.

As Striker gets up after delivering the DDT, Sarah is waiting. The two trade a few quick shots before they tie up. Sarah gets Striker into a side headlock. She wrenches his head as he tries to shove her off-- he drops to his knees trying to escape the headlock, but Sarah transitions into a reverse chinlock. She sends a knee to Striker's back, and then another, before releasing the hold and quickly wrapping her legs around Striker's head and putting him in headscissors.

Zach Davis: Sarah is doing a great job of keeping Striker grounded, which is exactly where anyone would want Skyler to be.

Shannan Lerch: I think he may be enjoying those headscissors.

Zach Davis: Real mature, Shannan. This is a World Title match for crying out loud.

Striker finally breaks free and rolls away. Sarah gets up, but Odin has her scouted and from seemingly out of nowhere, spears her into the corner. He continues to drill her with shoulder thrusts in the corner. With Sarah draped in the corner, Odin takes a few steps back and nails her with a running knee lift. But as he steps out of the corner, Striker is mid-handspring, and splashes him into Sarah!

Shannan Lerch: Ouch!

Sarah collapses into the corner. Odin stumbles a few steps and then drops to the mat, holding his back. Striker springboards off the second rope with a moonsault, covering Sarah.


Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight kicks out before two.

Striker quickly gets to his feet. Sarah rolls out of the ring. As Odin slowly gets to his feet, Striker pulls him up and begins chopping at his chest. Striker whips Odin to the ropes, and leaps for a hurricanrana-- but Odin grabs ahold of him in midair and drops him in a powerbomb.

Zach Davis: Great reversal by the Nordic Tank.

Shannan Lerch: Veteran instincts for sure.

Odin puts foot across Striker's throat and takes a step over him. The ref warns him, but Odin blows him off. Striker rolls on the mat, holding his neck. Meanwhile, Sarah Twilight slides under the ropes and back into the ring-- before Odin can see her coming, he turns around and she catches him in the temple with a step-up enzuigiri. Odin falls to a knee-- Sarah gets a running start and hits a shining wizard! Sarah covers Odin.



Zach Davis: Odin throws Sarah off at the two count!

Striker and Sarah get back to their feet. They tie up... seemingly exchange a few words, and then turn their attention to Odin. They pull Odin to his feet and execute a double suplex.

Shannan Lerch: More double teaming by Sarah and Striker, no surprise.

Zach Davis: If you ask me, Odin has no business in this match to begin with. Striker has come so far since returning, winning the Trilogy Cup--

Shannan Lerch: Save it, Zach. Odin brilliantly inserted himself into this match, and he did it fair and square. And as you can see, Twilight and Striker obviously consider him a threat since they keep double teaming him.

Sarah and Striker climb opposite turnbuckles-- they leap off, Sarah hitting an elbowdrop across Odin's body, while Striker hits a somersault legdrop across his neck. Odin rolls out of the ring and collapses at ringside. Sarah and Striker tie up once again-- Sarah twists Striker's arm, following up with a roundhouse kick. Striker goes down, and Sarah proceeds to stomp him out.

Zach Davis: So much for working together.

Shannan Lerch: World Title on the line, Zach! Only one person is walking out with the belt tonight.

Sarah pulls Striker to his feet and whips him to the ropes, catching him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on the return! Sarah quickly drops Striker and hooks his leg for a pin.



Zach Davis: NO, kickout before three!

Sarah turns her attention to Odin outside the ring. He begins to climb on the apron-- with a running start, Sarah hits him with a baseball slide! Odin crashes into the guardrail and collapses once again. Striker begins to get up-- Sarah armdrags him to the mat, going into an armbar. Striker flips his way out of it and catches Sarah with a back elbow. As Sarah stumbles back, Striker catches her with a superkick! She drops, and Striker covers her.



Zach Davis: Sarah gets a shoulder up at two!

Shannan Lerch: So far, this is everything a triple threat match should be. Back and forth action.

Striker gets up, scouting Odin outside the ring. He charges towards the ropes and flies through them with a suicide dive--

Zach Davis: Odin steps out of the way and throws Striker into the guardrail!

Shannan Lerch: Striker hit that metal railing head first! He could be out cold.

But Odin's not finished. He pulls Striker to his feet and puts him in a bearhug-- after a few moments, he rams Striker's back into the ringpost. Odin follows that by rolling Striker into the ring. Odin climbs onto the apron and enters the ring, stepping over the top rope. Sarah is barely to her feet, when Odin grabs her and drops her with a falling double knee smash!

Zach Davis: THE RESSURECTION! Odin covers Twilight, new World Champion?!




Shannan Lerch: That was about as close as it gets, Sarah's reign with the World title could be coming to an end.

Odin pulls Sarah to her feet. He puts her in a headlock and lifts her for a vertical suplex, stalling in a display of strength. He finally brings her down hard. Meanwhile, outside the ring, Striker is to his feet, climbing the ring steps, and heading to the top turnbuckle. Odin is busy with Sarah, pulling her to her feet and grabbing her by the throat.

Shannan Lerch: It's Ragnarok time!

Odin is just about to lift Sarah for the chokeslam, but Striker flies off the top with a missile dropkick! Odin drops Sarah, who hits the mat, holding her neck. Odin sways but doesn't fall. Striker quickly gets up and leaps to the top rope, springboarding off with an impaler DDT to Odin!

Zach Davis: REIMPLEMENTATION! Striker plants Odin!

Striker covers Odin!



Zach Davis: Twilight breaks the pin!

Shannan Lerch: Saving her World Title once again.

All three competitors are laid out. Sarah slowly uses the ropes to get to her feet, leaving the two men on the mat. Sarah slowly makes her way to the top turnbuckle. The crowd goes crazy. Looking weary, Sarah leaps off the top with a moonsault double stomp to Odin Balfore!

Zach Davis: BROKEN SPIRIT! Sarah covers Odin!



Zach Davis: NO! Striker breaks up the pin at the last millisecond!

Once again, Sarah, Striker and Odin are all three laid out. After a few moments, the ref begins a ten count.



Striker starts to get up, but collapses.



Sarah sits up, trying to make it to her feet. Odin starts to stir on the mat.



Using the ropes, Sarah makes it to her feet.


Striker gets to his feet. Odin is almost there.


Odin gets up.

Zach Davis: These three are tired. They've all taken punishment here.

Shannan Lerch: Indeed Zach, the World Title is anyone's for the taking at this point.

Striker and Sarah meet in the center of the ring. They throw punches back and forth. Odin spins Sarah around and hits her with a right hand, followed by Striker catching Odin with a right hand. The three of them take turns, hitting each other with right hands, each standing their ground.

Zach Davis: This has turned into a slug fest.

Shannan Lerch: I wonder if they know where they are.

Odin finally gets an advantage, hitting Sarah with a big right hand, and then hitting Striker with the same. Odin grabs Striker and whips him into the corner. He charges shoulder first-- Striker dives out of the way, and Odin's shoulder crashes into the ring post. Sarah sneaks up behind Striker and rolls him up!



Zach Davis: NO! Striker breaks out before three!

Odin slides out from the turnbuckles, dropping to a knee. Sarah pulls him to his feet and hits him with several punches to the head. Striker begins kicking Odin in the gut. They each grab one of Odin's arms and pull him out of the corner. They attempt to set him up for a double team move--

Shannan Lerch: Odin breaks free and drops them both with a double DDT!

Once again, all three of them are laid out. They slowly start to get up, each looking exhausted and weary. Sarah goes to throw a strike at Odin, but he clocks her with a knockout punch!


Twilight hits the mat like a bag of bricks. Striker grabs Odin but Odin kicks him in the gut. Striker doubles over and Odin lifts him...

Shannan Lerch: MARK OF ODIN! HE HITS IT!

Odin drops down and pins Skyler Striker.




BUT NO! Twilight dove into the referee, stopping him from making the final count. Odin lets go of the pin, not knowing what the hell happened. He sees Twilight and runs at her, but she sidesteps him and uses his own momentum to toss him out of the ring. Exhausted, she then quickly locks Striker into a Figure Four Armlock.

Shannan Lerch: SPELLBOUND! She's got it locked in!

Striker has no choice. He taps out. The ref just barely notices and calls for the bell.

Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight retains!

Sarah's music hits and she stands up slowly. From outside the ring, Odin looks in, pissed that he lost his chance at the belt because Twilight cheated and disrupted the ref.

Shannan Lerch: Odin Balfore was one second away from walking away as the new Champion tonight, he gave it his all.

All of a sudden “You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing over the speaker system again as Sarah Twilight who is still in the ring is surprised.

Zach Davis: Oh great, it’s …

Shannan Lerch: Our dear leader Mr. Price is back and he looks to have something to say.

Eric Price is shown wearing a suit again, black with a gold shirt and tie and a huge grin on his face as the crowd immediately starts booing loudly!

Eric Price: Well well … Sarah Twilight, congratulations … you’ve made it through first World Title defense and have retained the title, wonderful! Now then, I’ve decided to make a match for next week … you will be defending your World Title yet again!

Zach Davis: Wow, what is this? Vindictive much?

Shannan Lerch: Please, she’s the World Champion, she should be ready to defend the title at any time.

Eric Price: Oh yes, it seems that someone has been forgotten … a man who has not received his rightful World Title rematch. Now this is a great man, a man who has been overlooked for far too long and I will not allow such an injustice to continue. So next week, we will have a World Title match in that very ring and your opponent will be none other than yours truly Mr. Eric Price!

Zach Davis: Oh come on, this is not an abuse of power?

Shannan Lerch: He never got his rematch so this is fair, not an abuse of power at all!

Eric Price: Now I don’t want to hear accusations that this is unfair so to be fair, we’re going to put a special guest referee in this match.

Zach Davis: Oh here we go, here it comes, probably someone completely biased towards Eric Price!

Shannan Lerch: Oh you don’t know that!

Eric Price: The special guest referee will be a man with whom both you and I are acquainted, me in the ring and you well … let’s say you’ve shared some moments of passion together. The special guest referee will be … Jeff Purse!

Zach Davis: WHAT?!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?!

Eric Price: See you next week at Slam!

Zach Davis: What the … Jeff Purse as the special guest referee … I don’t understand this at all, I would have expected Price to pick someone biased in his favor but Purse … he hates Price!

Shannan Lerch: Perhaps but I think Price knows exactly what he’s doing. Remember, Kari is still bitter over the kiss between Purse and Twilight and I think that will come into play because if he favors Twilight, Kari may have some words to say about it.

Zach Davis: Perhaps, well good night everyone from Mexico City, we will see you next week live at Slam!

Slam fades to black.

Table of Contents

Asesinato De Mayo Intro

Lilith vs Jonathan Jakobs

Morientes Segment

Pantheon Segment

Trios Cup Finals: Rebellion vs Pantheon: Morientes/John Gable/The Ninja vs Jonny Fly/Corey Black/Jeff Purse

Justin Turner vs Adam Young vs Buzzsaw Bundy

Grave Dancer Segment

Ana Valentine/Logan Segment

Locomotora Desbocado vs Grave Dancer

People's Title Match: Kira Sakazaki vs Tek vs Steeltoe Joe

Eric Price Segment

United States Title Match: Amory Tom vs Jay Price vs FPV

Hardcore Title Match: Denise D'Evil vs Oblivion

Emmaleigh Shae Segment

Brad Kane vs Eric Price

Barbed Wire Massacre Match: Gravedigger vs Morientes

Barbed Wire Fans Bring the Weapons Match: Steve Orbit vs Waylon Cash

Yet Another Attack!

World Title Match: Odin Balfore vs Skyler Striker vs Sarah Twilight


Of The Week

Striker vs Odin vs Twilight



Sarah Twilight
John Gable
United States:
Steeltoe Joe
The Ninja
Tag Team:
Jonny Fly/Corey Black