Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai plays and the fans in Reading roar as Slam is on the air! We go once again to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! We have a huge night tonight, and I can't wait to get started.
Shannan Lerch: Looks like things are getting too spicy for the pepper!
Zach Davis: In our main event, D-Day, Nathan von Liebert and Jonny Fly go head to head to head for the TV Title. And by the way, thanks everyone for tuning in instead of watching the Superbowl.
Shannan Lerch: That match is a result of a challenge made by Fly and then some online back and forth insult exchanges between the three men. This one is personal.
Zach Davis: We're beginning the Epitome of Hardcore Series, where Gravedigger fights in a hardcore match every week, leading up to Timebomb. His first opponent is Chris Avery, which is pretty interesting. Gravedigger and Logan had quite a few brutal battles of their own, so how will Logan fare with the mind of Chris Avery?
Shannan Lerch: The People's Title is on the line as Gage Gannon takes on Switches.. or Greenfever.. or whoever the People's Champion is. I hope we get some clarification on that.
Zach Davis: Alex Bankmanship and Joel Hall team up to take on Mr. FPV and Roy Speede to find out who is going to take on the Tag Team Champions at Timebomb. Speede and FPV are former Champions, and this should be a good one.
Shannan Lerch: FPV also has a US Title shot when he chooses to use it, so he has quite a lot of opportunities at gold coming his way!
Zach Davis: Jay Price accepted Buzzsaw Bundy's challenge... can Price chop down that mountain of a man?
Shannan Lerch: The Society, composed of Tek, Nic Daniels, and Eric Price, will take on The GLS. This is mostly a rematch from last week at Payback, which ended in a no contest.
Zach Davis: And in our opener, four of our newest stars compete. Jason Fear, CRIXUS, Thundercat, and Amazing Alex. One of these men will make their first match in WCF a win.
Shannan Lerch: Aanndd I have it on good authority that Seth has A LOT to talk about tonight, and a major announcement! Can't wait!
Master of Puppets plays.
Zach Davis: Aanndd here we go.
Seth steps out to a chorus of booing. He smirks, as usual, not caring. He ignores the fans as he heads to the ring and slides in, grabbing a mic.
Zach Davis: Seth appears to be in a hurry. We do know he has a lot to talk about.
Once the booing dies down, Seth begins.
Seth Lerch: I have several orders of business tonight. First, this one should be fast.. and I'm not even going to call him out here. Jay Price.
Mixed reaction from the crowd, some cheers and some boos.
Seth Lerch: Jay, you're doing exactly what I told you you'd have to do. You're starting right from the bottom. And I know you may hate me for that, among other things, but I don't care. I don't like you, bottom line, and I don't care how difficult I make your life.
The fans boo Seth.
Seth Lerch: But I'm a businessman, and I know you're a valuable resource. You're a big name player. So I'm going to kill two birds with one stone. I'm going to make you miserable, AND I'm going to add some star power to one of the Title divisions!
The crowd is intrigued, listening intently.
Seth Lerch: Price... I know how much you're going to hate this.. what I want you to do is, amongst that roster of people that HATE you... find one of them, just ONE, that is willing to tag with you. In the next few weeks you're moving into the tag division, friend!
Another mixed reaction.
Shannan Lerch: Jay Price HATES tag teaming! Trust me...
Zach Davis: ..ahem. Anyway, yeah, Seth is right, he isn't going to like trusting someone else to be his partner. If anyone even agrees.
Seth Lerch: And if you can't find anyone to team with you.. well, guess you'll be competing in an awful lot of handicapped matches!
The cameras switch to the backstage area where Jay Price has been standing by, watching Seth closely on one of the monitors. The expression on his face reads clear as day: unamused.
Jay Price: Well played, sir. Well played.
Price walks out of the scene as the cameras switch back to Seth, who just saw Price's displeasure along with the audience on the jumbotron.
Seth Lerch: Next up... Corey Black, the World Champion... and his next challenger.
Corey's name gets a pop.
Seth Lerch: As far as I'm concerned, Corey Black, my beef with you is over. You're the World Champion, and that's that. You ended Odin Balfore's career, you defeated Nathan von Liebert... you have my respect.
Mixed reaction from the crowd on this one.
Seth Lerch: That said, what I'm about to announce now is all business. This isn't me trying to screw you or anything like that. In fact, I have a feeling you just might like this decision.
The crowd mumbles, wondering what Seth has in mind.
Seth Lerch: I've decided on the new number one contender. Not only is this a man that has proven that he deserves a World Title shot, but he is also a man that I believe you've been quite anxious to get the chance to wrestle in a one on one match. Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you, the man that will face Corey Black for the World Title at Timebomb...
‘The Champ’ by Ghostface Killa hits.
Seth Lerch: JONNY FLY!
The crowd is part shocked, part excited for the match. Either way, they cheer. And out steps the Television Champion, Jonny Fly, looking about as cocky as he ever has in his life. Fly heads to the ring, slides in, and Seth hands him the mic.
Jonny Fly: This whole thing…its bullshit.
The crowd grows quiet waiting for an explanation.
Jonny Fly: Usually when a new number one contender is announced they’re supposed to come out here and talk about how great they are, how they’re going to win, that whole general canned speech. I don’t need to talk about how great I am. I’ve proven that. I prove it every..single..week. I don’t need to talk about how I’m going to win at Timebomb. I always win. I'm above having to make this speech.
The crowd begins booing Fly’s arrogance.
Jonny Fly: I will not build Corey Black up. I won’t do it. I’m not going to act the part of the challenger. Black doesn’t deserve that. I don't give a shit about any of his accomplishments, I don't care that he beat Odin and Nathan. I really don't. He didn’t get that World Title from beating me, and he didn't defend it against me. That's the only thing that is relevant.
You guys want me to diagnose this match? Let's look at common opponents. Who has the upper hand? Oh, no, we can't do that. I've never been pinned. I can only assume that since Black's career failures are nearly as long as his career accomplishments, he's lost to some of the same guys I've been tossing around like fuckin' puppets these last three months. I don't have any respect for Corey Black. I'm not going to act like I do. He's not better than me.
Fly pauses, soaking in more reaction from the crowd. He smiles, and then continues.
Jonny Fly: After XIII, after witnessing Corey Black’s ‘skill’ first hand, I told you all that as World Champion he’s nothing more than a placeholder. Now he knows exactly whose place he is holding. His time as World Champion is effectively over. I’ll allow him his victory lap; for exactly three more weeks he’ll be able to proclaim himself as World Champion and receive the acknowledgement, from others of course, that goes with it. On February 26th, it’s all over.
Corey Black, you have three weeks. Prepare yourself...
It seems that Jonny's message has been finished, but this announcement was far from over. A female scream is heard over the PA, and that means only one person was coming out. And indeed Nathan von Liebert does, stepping out onto the entrance ramp, wearing the same clothes from the Main Event earlier that evening. Mic in hand, the Devil's Right Hand addresses Fly more than he does the crowd.
Nathan von Liebert: Now most of the time, Jonny, I would say congrats. There is no doubt in my mind that you have the ability to contest for the World Heavyweight championship. If the time was right, you would be my first choice at fighting for this title. But I am sad to say that the times are not right.
By now Nathan has made it down to the ring, and he walks up the steel steps to enter the ring. Nathan stares at Fly, ignoring everyone else. At the moment, Nathan only acknowledged the current number one contender.
Nathan von Liebert: It is because Corey is still champion that it is not time for you to contest for the title. If I was champ, you'd deserve the chance at gold because you were the best wrestler not wearing the gold. But because I'm not, I deserve the title shot at Timebomb.
Nathan takes a few steps to the right of Jonny, but the man shows no signs of attack. He is merely talking.
Nathan von Liebert: Sure, many people will say that I don't deserve this title. A loss doesn't reward the loser with yet another title shot shortly afterwards. But I'm no normal loser. I lose twice, and I'm on top of the ladder rankings. Corey is above me because he is champ and he is labeled the best the company has to offer. I'm up there because I am the best.
Jonny, I respect you. I mean you've beaten me, something only three other people have done. But did you really earn this shot? Sure you beat people week after week after week, but do you honestly think that was enough? And while you earned your chance over the long run, I only needed one night. I will never dominate you in the ring, but I do feel I am more deserving.
Nathan finally turns to Seth, looking at him with his cold eyes.
Nathan von Liebert: Seth, you are a man of business, and what you see in this ring is bad business. This past week Jonny almost missed Payback because of bad blood between former associates. What if he doesn't show up for Timebomb, costing you all that money and fanbase because the World Championship match. I mean you could find a suitable replacement, the person on the top of the ladder ranking. But really, if that is the case, you could just skip all the drama and put me in that match instead of Fly.
Take your pick, Mr. Lerch. You choose the "emo warrior" that gave Corey Black a hell of a fight last week. Or pick the man who could be dead in a ditch without notice. Only the fate of WCF rests on your decision.
Nathan pauses, a smirk on his face. Now it is up to Seth.
Seth Lerch: Look Nathan, I respect you. You know that. But Jonny Fly is the talk of the town, and you're wrong, Fly versus Black is GOOD business.. that is the match the people want to see. Nathan, I'm sure you're going to get another Title shot down the line, but it isn't going to be at Timebomb.
Nathan frowns, and Fly grins his usual cocky grin. Fly takes the mic from Seth.
Jonny Fly: That's right, Nathan! I-
Before Fly can continue, Nathan knocks the mic right out of his hand and hits him a few times in the face! Fly reels back and Nathan Clotheslines him over the top rope, both men spilling to the outside.
Zach Davis: Later tonight, these two will be in the same ring, as well as D-Day! The TV Title will be on the line, I can't wait!
Fly and Nathan begin to brawl up the ramp, each one trading blows with one another. Seth sighs.
Seth Lerch: Oh, wrestlers... so unpredictable. But okay, subject one has been taken care of. Now onto subject three.. I've asked a very special guest to be here to Slam tonight. Before I introduce him, I'd like to ask Logan to come to the ring.
The Struggle Within by Metallica hits, but no one steps out.. of course.
Seth Lerch: LOGAN! GET OUT HERE!
The Struggle Within restarts... again, nothing.
Seth Lerch: Sigh. Okay, guys in the back.. play the right song... Chris Avery, get out here.
Lights Out by Fabolous hits. Logan steps out, still dressed as Chris Avery, still doing Chris Avery's mannerisms. Avery walks to the ring and gets in, grabbing the mic from Seth.
Chris Avery: Seth, can't a brother take a break from your BS?
Seth grabs the mic back.
Seth Lerch: Avery, no, you have to listen. You'll appreciate this, I'm out here to find out the TRUTH... the truth about what happened to Logan. So without further delay, let me introduce our special guest... I'd like to call out DR. HEILL!
“Great Big White World” by Marilyn Manson blasts through the PA system. Dr. Heill and two blank, white-masked goons step out and walk to the ring. One of the blank-faced goons snatches the mic from Avery and holds it in place, just in front of Dr.Heill’s tattered “Richard Nixon” mask.
Seth Lerch: Did you do some kind of “imprint mumbo-jumbo” to Logan?
Dr.Heill: Why, that’s a preposterous accusation, Mr. Lerch. What would give a wacky idea like that? -That Greenfever/Switches business? Do you realize how ridiculous you sound right now?
The masked goons chuckle and point at Lerch, implying that he is indeed the ridiculous aspect of this situation.
Seth Lerch: I know you brought Greenfever back by brain-washing Switches the Clown. We all know. Now, did you also do this to Logan?
Dr.Heill wipes at his mask with contemplative hand.
Dr.Heill: What if I did? What would you do then? Maybe I f*cking did, Seth. Huh? What the f*ck would you do about it?
Dr.Heill points into Avery’s face with a stern, anger-laced finger.
Dr.Heill: This guy is a goddamn looney-toon any way you slice it. -A goddamn clown, just like Switches. So-
Avery pounds a right cross into Dr.Heill’s jaw. Heill goes down like a sack of oranges. The Goons engage Avery, shoving him back from Heill. Goon #1 is able to drag Heill out of the ring and to his feet. Avery socks Goon #2 in the face, breaking his nose. Blood erupts from under the blank-white cloth. Avery executes a blistering “Lie Detector” onto Heill’s Goon.
Heill screams down at Seth Lerch and Avery as Goon #1 helps him back up the entrance ramp.
Dr.Heill: Completely unprofessional! Uncalled for! You two f*cked up! Big time! This ain’t over, Lerch!
Zach Davis: Well Shannan, we’re all set for the opening matchup!
Shannan Lerch: It looks like all four competitors are already in the ring and we’re ready to being.
Ding, Ding, Ding.
The referee rings the belt and Crixus, Thundercat, Amazing Alex, and Jason Fear leave their corners and meet in the center of the ring. Crixus and Amazing Alex begin the match by exchanging right hands. Next to them Thundercat and Jason Fear tie up. Fear gets the quick advantage and backs Thundercat back into the corner. Fear whips Thundercat across the ring and Thundercat runs headfirst into the turnbuckle.
Shannan Lerch: Good start by Jason Fear!
Amazing Alex and Crixus continue exchanging punches before Alex finally grabs Crixus and sends a knee into his gut. Crixus bends over in pain and Alex lands an upper cut right to his jaw dropping Crixus to the mat.
Zach Davis: These two have had some sort of back and forth all week, but Alex is getting the upper hand right now.
Jason Fear has slid to the outside and grabbed a section of the steel ring barrier. He pulls it toward the middle of the outside ring area and then slides back into the ring. Fear walks over to the fallen Thundercat and picks him up and sets him up onto the turnbuckle. Fear climbs to the top rope and then tosses Thundercat off onto the ring fencing.
Shannan Lerch: OUCH!
Zach Davis: Thundercat hit that steel ring barrier belly first and is now draped over the edge!
Jason Fear then jumps off the top rope and hits Thundercat, still on top of the ring barrier, with a suicide dive!
Shannan Lerch: Jason Fear has just destroyed Thundercat!
Zach Davis: Yeah, Shannan, I don’t think we’ll be hearing from him anymore this match.
Back inside the ring Amazing Alex still holds the advantage over Crixus. Alex is holding Crixus in a headlock and mixing in slaps to the chest. Finally Crixus is able to break the hold by landing an elbow to Alex’s midsection. Both men are on their feet and Crixus grabs Alex and attempts to whip him across the ring. Alex reverses the attempt and whips Crixus into the ropes and as he bounces back he is leveled with a HUGE spear.
Zach Davis: What a show of power there!
Alex immediately gets back to his feet and brings Crixus back up with him. With one quick move he deposits Crixus over the top rope and to the outside. Alex stands next to the rope looking at Crixus on the outside, but doesn’t notice Jason Fear hovering behind him.
Shannan Lerch: Uh, oh, look at this!
Alex turns and is immediately sent to the mat by a huge boot to the face. Fear stands over him and then begins pacing around the ring looking out to the crowd and taunting them.
Zach Davis: I don’t know what to make of this guy, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: He’s been impressive today, no doubt about it.
At this point Alex has finally risen to his feet. He runs toward Fear who simply moves out of the way. Alex stops himself, turns, and then….
Zach Davis: BOOM!
Shannan Lerch: Fear hits The Sledge Hammer and that’s all she wrote.
Fear smiles and rests his hand on Alex’s chest in a mocking cover.
Jason Fear rises to his feet and the referee raises his hand in victory.
Zach Davis: Impressive debut for Jason Fear tonight.
Shannan Lerch: It sure was Zach, but we have a lot more show to come!
"Wont Back Down" blares on the PA as Jeff Purse comes out through the back curtain on a BMX bike. He rides it right down the ramp and right to the ring, where he parks it, gets off and jumps in the ring.
Zach Davis: I have never seen Jeff Purse come so quick.
Shannan Lerch: Innuendo.
Jeff stands in the ring, mic in hand. He waits for the music and crowd to die down, then raises the mic to his lips to speak.
Jeff Purse: About a week ago, Night Rider and myself were beating The New Confederacy to retain our tag team championships. It went down the way it did, well, because Johnny Reb kept talking about how he didn't care about that match, or the titles. So when the opportunity arose to show him that that kind of disrespect toward a match that should have been great, I had to jump on it. I am sick of some of the competitors around here walking around thinking because they have already held these belts, or have held "higher" belts that they don't seem to respect these titles or those who hold them. Sorry, guys, no more.
Night Rider has put together his AoD. Angels Of Death. He personally extended an invitation to me to join. You probably thought I joined? I didn't. Im sorry Night Rider, but I couldn't. Not yet at least. See, I never thought, ever, that I would be a tag team competitor. I always considered myself to be a singles guy, and always wanted to be a singles competitor.
Zach Davis: What is he getting at here, is he going to give up the belt or something?
Shannan Lerch: Why don't you shut up and find out.
Jeff has stopped talking at this point. He is staring out at Shannan Lerch. He tries to shake it off, raises the mic, utters some nonsensical thing, then stares again. He walks out of the ring, and just looks at Shannan Lerch.
Shannan Lerch: Are you falling in love with me Jeff?
Zach Davis: Wishful thinking, Shannan.
He walks up, grabs her earing, and just rolls it around in his fingers, standing next to her.
Jeff Purse: Anyway, as I was saying. I always thought I would be a singles competitor. However, all that changed when Seth Lerch threw me into a tag team championship match with a guy who I less then liked. We won. We overcame. And we don't have the respect of some of you in the locker room. More importantly, I don't have the respect of some of you in the locerk room. So I am issuing this, an open challenge. I know a lot of these are flying around now, what with all the other champions crying about not getting good defenses or not getting to defend their title enough. This is a challenge about respect. So, if any of you back there think I shouldn't be out here saying that I can run through that lockeroom any day any time, accept this challenge. I will be happy to show you all about what The Future is about.
He drops the mic, his music blares, the crowd on their feet. Kari has to come out from the back to get him to leave Shannan's earring alone.
"Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold is already playing as The GLS are already standing in the ring.
Zach Davis: The Good Looking Society are already in the ring, as our next bout will be a six man tag match between two groups that have been having some heated words between them in the past couple of weeks.
Shannan Lerch: Yes, indeed. In fact, we have been notified.... that this match will be a.... LOSER LEAVES WCF MATCH!! That means...
Zach Davis: Which means, that the losing team HAS to leave WCF immediately!!! NO ANDS, IF, OR BUTS ABOUT IT!! You lose, you're gone!!
"Who runs this?" by Kingspade begins to play. Lights flicker, as the bass thumps. The Society slowly glides out, to a semi-cheering crowd. The GLS are infuriated as they run to the ropes. They are facing the ring entrance area, as The Society. Stanley Moser prevents them from leaving the ring. Zach Davis looks at Shannan, who is slightly bouncing in her seat.
Zach Davis: What in the blue Hell are you doing, Shannan?!
Shannan Lerch: This song is a club banger!
Zach Davis: WHAT?!
Shannan shakes her head fast.
Shannan Lerch: Whoa! I'm sorry Zach. I guess I got drawn into the hypnotic trance of that song. Well, anyways here comes The Society.
Zach Davis: As you can see Steeltoe Joe is with The Society. He is apparently the newest member of their group.
Tek, Nic Daniels, Eric Price, and Steeltoe Joe bounce down the entrance ramp, down to the ring. Tek runs towards the ring, as Daniels run to the left around the ring. Eric Price runs to the right, in the other direction, of the ring. Steeltoe Joe run towards the commentary table.
Shannan Lerch: Well here comes Steeltoe Joe!!
The Society points at Leviathan, Benett, and Draven. The Society slides under the bottom rope in unison, as Steeltoe Joe begin to climb up the commentary desk. The three climb up to three corners, to the second turnbuckles. The four raise their arms to the cheering crowd. The GLS attack The Society, knocking them off the turnbuckles. Stanley Moser motions for the bell to ring....
[DING!- DING!- DING!]
With all six wrestlers, in the ring, they begin to brawl, Stanley Moser tries to separate the six.
Zach Davis: I think Stanley Moser will have his hands full with this match!!
Shannan Lerch: No kidding!! I think he might need some extra help, for this match.
At that time, the crowd stands up, as a second referee comes running down the aisle and enters the ring. He helps Stanley Moser maintain control.
Zach Davis: The two teams are separated. Now, we can have this LOSER LEAVES MATCH get started!!
Nic daniels and Deaven Benett start the match off. Tek is staring daggers towards Deaven Benett, from the ring apron.
Shannan Lerch: Tek is seeking revenge from that fiasco, from Payback.
Zach Davis: That triple team, with that chair. I'm surprised that Tek is still standing.
Daniels and Benett bolt towards each other. Striking and kicking, until Daniels gains an advantage and stuns Benett with a flurry of massive kicks and punches.
Shannan Lerch: Benett stumbles back and bounces off the ropes....
Nic Daniels nails Deaven Benett with a belly to belly suplex. With Benett on the mat, the crowd roars out with cheers and daniels runs towards the ropes and...
Zach Davis: LIONSAULT!!
Shannan Lerch: Daniels goes for the pin!
Stanley Moser slides in for the count....
Leviathan enters the ring, preventing the pin. Eric Price enters the ring, knocking Leviathan down with a running Olympic Slam. Once Leviathen slams down to the mat,the Californian brawler stomps down on the big man, while holding onto the ropes. Teck Draven tries to interfere, but Steeltoe Joe runs over and grabs his legs and pulls him down.
As Draven falls from the ring apron to the ringside area, his arms, chest and face slam down onto the ring apron, making a sickening thud. Steeltoe Joe grabs Draven....
Zach Davis: The newest member of The Society throws Teck Draven into the ringside steps.
Shannan Lerch: Well, there's one GLS member that won't be participating in this match-up!!
The crowd cheers Steeltoe Joe for his efforts. Meanwhile, inside the ring, Nic Daniels grabs Deaven Benett bounces his opponent off the ropes....
Daniels nails Benett with a spinebuster.
Zach Davis: Daniels tags in Tek!!
The arena shakes with thunderous cheers.
Shannan Lerch: Even this crowd knows.... IT'S TIME FOR MUCH NEEDED BEATDOWN!!!
Tek climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He throws his arms into the air. The crowd encourages Tek to do some damage. Tek looks down a motionless Deaven Benett, then flies off the turnbuckle. Everything slows down. The entire arena watches Tek flies in the air, executing a perfect 450 splash.... Completely crashing down in a complete bone crushing splash. The ring rocks and sways. Tek looks as if he was about to go for the pin, but hesitates and shakes his right index finger.
Zach Davis: I don't think Tek is done.
Shannan Lerch: No, I don think so either. He's not done. Not by a long shot!!!
Tek grabs Benett and proceeds to pick him up with a sitdown powerbomb...
Zach Davis: Tek picks up the big man....
As Tek hits the sitdown powerbomb, Daniels hits the sliced bread #2...
Shannan Lerch: TOTAL ANARCHY!!!
Daniels comes into the ring and grabs Benett in a backbreaker rack. Tek is already on the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Here comes Leviathan!!
Tek flies off the top turnbuckle. Leviathan slowly comes up behind Daniels. The Legend Thriller flies off the turnbuckle and....
The crowd roars out as Tek double foot stomps onto Deaven Benett's chest!
Tek bounces off the chest and flies into the air....
Zach Davis: WHAT THE HELL?!?
Shannan Lerch: WHAT THE HELL DID WE JUST SEE THERE?!?
After double stomping the chest of Deaven Benett, Tek flies off the chest of Benett and hits Leviathan with a 180° corkscrew moonsault onto Leviathan!!
Zach Davis: From the momentum of the double foot stomp, Daniels nailed Benett with sitout backbreaker!!
Shannan Lerch: While that was going on, Steeltoe Joe was entertaining the crowd with an education of how to mug someone. Joe has been assaulting Teck Draven, since Steeltoe Joe pulled him onto the ringside area. The Society has come here to make a statement!!
Both referee are using complete leeway, allowing The Society using quick tags. Nic Daniels goes back to his corner, as Tek tags in Eric Price.
Zach Davis: This match has been nothing but a complete mugging!! Price hits the inverted Death Valley Driver, which he calls the Cash Flow.
Price grabs Benett and tosses him towards a waiting Tek who nails Deaven Benett with an Ace Crusher!!
Shannan Lerch: Nasty!!!
Price tags in Nic Daniels. Daniels grabs Leviathan with a Pedigree but then Lifts him for a Pile Driver!
Zach Davis: VERDICT!!!
Daniels picks up and tosses Leviathan out of the ring, where Steeltoe Joe awaits for his next victim. Joe puts the boots to Leviathan....
Crowd: BOOTS TO ASSES!! <clap-clap!!!> <clap-clap-clap!!!> BOOTS TO ASSES!! <clap-clap!!!> <clap-clap-clap!!!> BOOTS TO ASSES!! <clap-clap!!!> <clap-clap-clap!!!>
Shannan Lerch: Eric Price picks up a completely devastated Deaven Benett and hits him with a high Angle slam!!
Zach Davis: Nic Daniels runs over and he now has Benett in the Walls of Jericho!!!
Shannan Lerch: What the Hell now?!? Haven't they destroyed GLS enough?!
Tek stands on the top turnbuckle, the crowd is going absolutely bonkers as The Legend Thriller jumps off the top turnbuckle and changes momentum and bounces off the top ringrope and nails a screaming in pain Deaven Bennet with a springboard 450° splash on the back of the head and neck of Deaven Bennet!!
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!!! I THINK THEY JUST KILLED DEAVEN BENNET!!
Stanley Moser walks over to Deaven Bennet, wwhile having to chase away a snarling Tek, as he was screaming in the face of Bennet.
Shannan Lerch: The referee checks on Deaven Bennet...
Zach Davis: That's it!! The legalized mugging is now finally over!! There are bodies all over. Leviathan and Teck Draven are in a heap, on the ringside area!! Deaven Bennet is not moving!
Crowd: NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH!! NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH!!! HEY-HEY-HEY GOODBY-Y-YE!!! NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH!! NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH!!! HEY-HEY-HEY GOODBY-Y-YE!!!
Deaven Bennet is tossed to the outside, of the ring. The GLS are slowly moving as they are moving towards the entrance ramp. The crowd are throwing plastic cups, as well as popcorn containers and nacho boxes!!
We come back from commercials and Seth Lerch is once again in the ring, along with MS-13.
Seth Lerch: So after Dr. Heill's unprofessional conduct, I was not able to finish my announcements earlier tonight. But back to business. I will now turn my attention to one of the men standing here in the ring with me. The leader of MS-13 and WCF Hardcore champion, Gravedigger. It has come to my attention that many people are complaining that Gravedigger is holding onto a belt that hasn’t been defended since One. In case you idiots haven’t been paying attention, he’s been a little preoccupied and was in a couple of matches last month and dealing with some issues on Slam every week. I wouldn’t expect most of you idiots to have a lick of sense.
The crowd starts booing.
Seth Lerch: Nevertheless, I have decided to book Gravedigger in a title defense at the upcoming PPV, Timebomb. There are so many people that could be booked against Gravedigger. There’s former hardcore champion Oblivion, there’s so many current superstars on the roster who have been here for a while and then there’s also any number of the new people who have recently signed contracts. Therefore, I have decided that next week, the number one contender to the hardcore title will be decided in a ---
Seth Lerch is interrupted as the lights go out and Oblivion by Mastodon starts playing. The crowd cheers and boos, with more cheers than boos. The lights come back on a few seconds later and there is no Oblivion in sight. However, MS-13 member Adrian is lying outside the ring, laid out cold. Adrian has mysterious scratches on his right calf. Chester, Gravedigger and Seth Lerch quickly get close to each other and look around.
The lights go out again while Oblivion’s music still plays. A few seconds later it comes up again and this time, Chester is laid out in the corner of the ring. Chester also has those mysterious scratches, on his left calf. Gravedigger and Seth start yelling at security and freak out. The lights go out once more and when they finally come back on, this time it’s Oblivion in the ring. Gravedigger and Seth are pushing through security at the bottom of the ramp and get the security between them and Oblivion who has a smile on his face. He walks over and is handed a mic.
Oblivion: Seth Lerch, what do you think you are doing to IT? IT deserves IT’s rematch and wants a chance to take back what belongs to IT…the hardcore title!
Gravedigger grabs the mic from Seth.
Gravedigger: What the hell makes you think you deserve a shot at my belt? You didn’t lose it in the traditional way and so you’re not owed a rematch. Your rematch clause doesn’t apply here, Oblivion. You’ll have to get in line like all the others.
Oblivion growls as he responds.
Oblivion: DO NOT test Oblivion’s patience or the end will come much slower for you, Gravedigger. You're just not a typical Meatsack!! You're special, Gravedigger. You attacked IT. You had Oblivion be put away!! YOU SON OF A BITCH!! YOU KNOW WHAT THEY DID TO ME?!?! THE FACILITY TORTURED IT!! THEY CLAIM THEY ARE TRYING TO ELIMINATE OBLIVION!! THEY CLAIM THEY ARE ELIMINATING IT, FOR THE SAKE OF STEPHAN JOHNSON!! YOU ATTACK OBLIVION AND THEY CAME AND GOT OBLIVION!!! The only way YOU knew you could take the championship, was to eliminate The Dark One.... The Monster Oblivion!!!
Now, you're the WCF Hardcore Champion!!! IT WAS the champion!! Your God of Insanity DESERVES a return match for IT's Hardcore Title!!! You are too much of a God Damn.... PUSSY!!! You hide behind Seth Lerch!!! Oh, Sethie Poo!! Don't think IT forgot about you!!! Once, I'm done turning Gravedigger into unusable mass of human waste..... OBLIVION IS COMING AFTER YOU!!!!
The crowd erupts into Arena shaking cheers!!!
Crowd: SETH SUCKS!!! SETH SUCKS!!! SETH SUCKS!!!
Oblivion: So, champ, go ahead and hide behind Seth!! There's not a big problem!! Ripping Seth Lerch apart, will be just a bonus!!!
Seth snatches the mic away from Gravedigger who glares at him.
Seth Lerch: You know what? I can be fair here and Gravedigger has a point. Oblivion, before you interrupted me, I was going to announce a match next week. It was one of my famous battle royal matches where the winner gets a shot at a title I choose for them to compete for. If you can win, and you should be able to if you really deserve the belt, then you’ll be granted a match at Timebomb against Gravedigger for the WCF Hardcore title.
The crowd cheers at this possibility. Oblivion half smiles. Gravedigger grabs the mic back from Seth.
Gravedigger: Ok, I can deal with that. You in the ring with a bunch of others who are vying for singles gold here in WCF. I just want to let you in on a little news I have Oblivion. I was waiting and hoping you’d show up tonight while I was out here so I can see your face.
As Seth revealed earlier in the week, I have made a business acquisition since last week. I purchased shares with a corporation. Majority shares in the company which gives me more power in this company than the CEO himself. Before anyone rolls their eyes thinking I’m once again taking over WCF, it’s not WCF I now own shares in, it’s a corporation in Florida. Northern Florida to be exact. The company is Florida Medical Group.
Oblivion narrows his eyes at Gravedigger in a glare and tilts IT’s head slightly, with a look of curiosity. Gravedigger smirks.
Gravedigger: This company owns several medical institutions. One of them should sound very familiar to you, Oblivion. Does the name…Withlacoochie Mental Hospital ring a bell?
Oblivion’s eyes grow wide and he immediately gets really angry. He yells out in rage.
Shannan Lerch: What is Gravedigger talking about?
Zach Davis: Whatever it is, he’s got Oblivion really angry.
Gravedigger: The name all of you in the crowd and watching at home are more familiar with is The Facility. Several weeks ago when you returned, Oblivion, you accused me of working with The Facility to have you captured when I had taken you out of action. That got the gears turning. See, Oblivion, as a major stockholder of Florida Medical Group, I now am majority owner of all of its organizations and institutions within. That includes The Facility.
Oblivion is seething in the ring right now, visibly shaking.
Gravedigger: I was told by the CEO that I can get a return on my investment in the company. I can do so by bringing deranged individuals to The Facility and looking around in the WCF locker room, there’s a bunch of loons back there. I won’t say any names, but I could probably pick up at least 5 guys and have them escorted to The Facility and make some mad money, but the CEO…we’ll call him John. John told me to get the biggest return on my investment, there’s someone I can bring him….that’s you Oblivion.
Oblivion: SHUT UP!! SHUT UP!! Shut up, Gravedigger! Do you realize what you are saying? You want to return IT to The Facility?
Gravedigger: Yes, Oblivion, that’s exactly what I’m saying to you. I will make it my personal goal no matter if you win next week or not , to personally see you go back in The Facility.
Gravedigger glances back over his shoulder and two large men in white coats walk out onto the stage. Oblivion rages out, as he raises his arms. A crackling sound begins.
Shannan Lerch: What is that?!
The crackling sound gets louder, as blue lightning begin to be seen above, on the ceiling, above the crowd, ring, and surrounding areas. The lighning expands and.....
Lightning strikes down towards Seth Lerch and Gravedigger.
Zach Davis: HOLY SH.....!!!
From under the ring, several Gathering comes out charging the two men in white coats. the two large men try to fight off The Gathering, until The Vixens charge out, from the crowd and jumps onto the two large men, in white coats. The Vixens begin to gnaw on the two men. The men in white coats begin to scream out in pain. Seth Lerch and Gravedigger begin to shuffle backwards, trying to keep a good distance away from the madness. As The Vixen continues to gnaw onto the two large men in white coats, the screaming stopped, but gurgling begins. The Vixens and The Gathering back away. Slowly Seth Lerch and Gravedigger, along with the crowd anticipates what they are about to see....
The two large men are not moving....
Shannan Lerch: WHOA!! HOLY SH-....!!!
Seth and Gravedigger are shocked as they quickly shuffle backwards.
Oblivion: Gravedigger, you're proving only one thing!! you're proving that you're a coward!! You're afraid of Oblivion!!! You know that Oblivion will TAKE that championship!! So, rather than BE A MAN, you're gonna be a chickenshit!!! Fine, we'll play your game!!! Oblivion WILL DO WHATEVER it will take to get a chance at you, Gravedigger!! You can run!! You cannot hide!! OBLIVION IS COMING FOR YOU, GRAVEDIGGER AND THERE'S NOT A DAMN THING YOU CAN DO, BUT.....
Oblivion holds up the mic.
The Gathering/The Vixens/Crowd: CHOKE.... ON.... THAT.... BIITCHEE-EE-ESS-SS-S!!!
Gravedigger and Seth Lerch looks anxious and nervous, as they look up at Oblivion....
Oblivion: GRAVEDIGGER, YOU'RE A DEADMAN!!!
Oblivion drops the mic, as walks over to nearby corner, facing the entrance ramp. Oblivion raise IT's arms to a cheering crowd. Oblivion stares daggers at Seth and Gravedigger!!!
Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall.
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.
Kyle Steel: From Anchorage, Alaska, standing six feet eleven inches and weighing in at three hundred and sixty five pounds....Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzsaw Bundy!
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: And introducing his opponent...
All of the lights in the arena drop as the stage and ramp light up with an eerie red glow. The smarks in attendance know what's coming and they start up a "Jay Fucking Price" chant. Suddenly "4 Words To Choke Upon" hits the speakers as a series of strobe lights go off, causing the crowd to crazy. Jay Price walks out onto the stage, a smirk on his face as he raises his arms in the air.
Shannan Lerch: Well I have to give my brother credit. At least he was mature enough to give Price back his music.
And, almost as if on cue, the music is cut and the lights flip back on.
Zach Davis: Do you ever get tired of being wrong Shannan?
Price is on stage, beyond pissed as he stares down at the ring. He goes to take a step forward when...
"Get up on your feet
...the classic theme "Dance With 3 Count" begins to play over the speakers. Price is mortified as the crowd begins to dance along to the song and beat. He walks toward the ring, his head down as even Buzzsaw gets into the act by doing a little shimmy in the ring.
Shannan Lerch: And this..this is just demoralizing. I may not be a fan of Price, but for him this must just be....DAMN IT ZACH! WILL YOU SIT DOWN AND DO YOUR JOB!
"We like the Backstreet Boys, N' Sync too
Price walks up the ring steps and enters the ring as the crowd sings along.
As the song fades out, Price looks over at the referee and mercifully asks him to just ring the bell.
Zach Davis: Hey Shannan, how do you think we were even able to play that song? Something that awesome must still be trademarked.
Shannan Lerch: The embarrassment that Price just faced was more than enough for Seth to open up his wallet, I'm sure of it.
Buzzsaw is still doing a little shimmy in the ring as Price looks on, the smirk long gone from his face. A few choice words stops the nonsense and the two men walk out to the center of the ring. The two men lock up, but only for a second as Buzzsaw spins and sends Price flying across the ring.
Zach Davis: Price may not be the smallest guy, but trying to tie-up with someone Buzzsaw's size is suicidal.
Price hits the mat, rolls and then springs back up to his feet. Buzzsaw waves him on and Price hits the ropes. Price comes back full speed and leaps with a forearm shot. It connects but Buzzsaw barely budges from where it stands. Price runs, hits the ropes and does it again to the same result. Price tries it once more but this time Buzzsaw hits a massive clothesline that nearly decapitates Price. Buzzsaw raises his mighty arms in the air to the delight of the crowd as Price tries to collects his bearings.
Shannan Lerch: Last week we thought Price had shaken the ring rust, but right now he's showing the effects of being gone for so long.
Buzzsaw sees Price trying to get up and he walks over and kicks him in the side. Price rolls over onto his back and Buzzsaw tries to plant his boot on his face. Price rolls out of the way just in time, then rolls again to avoid another boot. Finally he reaches the ropes and clutches the bottom one as the referee steps in. Buzzsaw waits as Price pulls himself back up to his feet and then he moves in. Buzzsaw tries to tie-up but Price ducks it. Price with a kick to the back of the legs. And a second kick. A third. A fourth.
Zach Davis: Price desperately trying to chop down the massive tree trunks that are Buzzsaw's legs.
Price goes for another kick but Buzzsaw catches it. Price hops around on one leg before Buzzsaw grabs him by the throat with one hand, lifts him up and then plants him with a chokeslam. Buzzsaw goes for the pin attempt.
Shannan Lerch: This could be it.
And Price gets the shoulder up before three. Buzzsaw stands up and pulls Price to his feet. Buzzsaw now wrapping his arms around Price and lifting him up for the Grizzly Attack.
Zach Davis: And now Buzzsaw with this brutal bearhug that he's used to put many a man down for the count.
Buzzsaw begins shaking Price's body around side to side as Price is doing what he can to stay in the match. But slowly Price begins to fade and the referee moves in to check on him. He lifts up one of Price's arms and lets it go. It weakly drops back down.
Shannan Lerch: Price might be out of it.
He lifts it up a second time. And again it drops back down. The referee lifts it up one last time. It drops...and then goes right back up. The crowd starts getting behind Price as he comes back to life and starts trying to escape Buzzsaw's clutches. Price with a bell clap and Buzzsaw drops him to the mat. Price jumps up and hits a dropkick to the chest that sends Buzzsaw stumbling backward into the corner. Price then runs and leaps looking for a splash but Buzzsaw catches him, turns around and sets him down on the top turnbuckle. Buzzsaw moves in and Price responds with a slap to the face that echos throughout the arena. Buzzsaw shakes it off, moves in and Price again slaps him across the face. Buzzsaw steps back and the expression on his face turns angry.
Shannan Lerch: Uh oh. Price may have angered the giant.
Buzzsaw rips the flannel shirt that he's wearing off and throws it into the crowd. Buzzsaw moves in and Price goes to throw a punch but Buzzsaw blocks it and hits a punch of his own. Price is dazed as Buzzsaw climbs up to the second turnbuckle and sets Price up for a Superplex. He hits it and then goes for the pin attempt.
AND PRICE KICKS OUT!
Buzzsaw rolls off and takes a look at the referee who confirms it was only two. Buzzsaw pushes himself up to his feet as Price begins to roll toward the ropes. He exits the ring and Buzzsaw follows. Price runs around the ring with Buzzsaw right behind him before sliding back into the ring. Buzzsaw slides back in and then runs, looking to hit a clothesline. Price ducks it and Buzzsaw connects...with the referee. As Buzzsaw looks down at the referee, Price drops down behind him and hits a low blow. Buzzsaw doubles over in pain and Price grabs him by the head before hitting The Downfall.
Shannan Lerch: The Downfall! This match is over!
Price tries to revive the referee but he's still out cold. Then he looks over at Buzzsaw who's slowly starting to stir. A smirk comes over Price's face as he drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Where's he going?
Price walks over to the announce table and grabs a chair. He slides back into the ring and swings the chair, connecting with the back of Buzzsaw's head. Buzzsaw drops to the mat as Price throws the chair out of the ring. The referee begins to stir as Price drops to the mat and locks in the Nightmare On South Street. Buzzsaw fights it for a second and then begins to tap as the referee comes to. He sees it and then weakly calls for the bell.
Shannan Lerch: And Price gets the win, but by questionable means.
Zach Davis: Questionable means? He had to use a chair shot to keep Bundy down long enough.
Shannan Lerch: Well can you blame him for snapping? Look at what Seth is putting him through.
The referee tries to help Price to his feet but Price pushes him off. Price exits the ring and heads up the ramp as the show fades to commercial.
Odin Balfore is bored. You would think a man like him is incapable of such a feat but with Odin, the surprizes never stop. There he sits on his couch with the newspaper in in his hands as he flips through it as Gilligan sits on his shoulder.
Odin Balfore: I need an odd job.
Giligan Suma Sanchez: .. .. .. .
Odin Balfore: Because you cheat, that’s why I don’t want to play monopoly.
Gilligan Suma Sanchez: .. …
Odin Balfore: Haterz gonna hate, my ass! You cheated! Hmp, what do we have here.
“ Group of volunteers needed for an all expense paid trip to an exotic and foreign land. Type A and B personalties are acceptable, addicts and people with will low self control preferred. “
Odin Balfore:That’s got me and Conrad written all over it. Who says retirement can’t be fun!
The sound of roaring motorcycles could be heard over the PA system as Pyrotechs explode down the entrance ramp and around the ring. It's Time for war by LLCOOLJ then begins as Night Rider makes his way to the ring. He walks to the commentator table, and goes to sits next to Zach Davis.
Zach Davis: Night Rider joining us on commentary, what do you think of this coming up match big man?
Night Rider: I think we are about to see two teams who are going to give it their all, however, it won't be enough against Jeff and I.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes Jeff, speaking of.
Surely enough "Won't Back Down" by Eminem blares on the overhead as pyros shoot off at the stage. Jeff appears on a bike, and rides down the ramp, to the ring area. He gets off as a stagehand comes and takes the bike from him. Jeff circles round, slapping hands with fans, to the Commentator table.
Shannan Lerch: I saved you a seat right next to me Jeff.
Zach Davis: Oh boy. Jeff thanks for joining us, especially after what you said earlier, what do you think about this match?
Jeff Purse: Well, Zach, Shannan, Night, I think that we have beat Speede and FPV before, and they aren't going to get along that well tonight because of it, so my money is on Joel and Alex.
Zach Davis: Well we are soon to find out.
Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the number one contender-ship of the WCF Tag Team Championships. Introducing first from Des Monies, Iowa. Weighing in at 224lbs, JOEL HALL!!!
Anatomy by The Devil Wears Prada is blasted through the arena. After the intro of the song is finished, the pyro starts blasting out everywhere in the arena. The ramps, the stage, the ring, titantron, everything in the arena. Coming out from backstage is Joel Hall. The crowd starts to cheer for his arrival. He walks down the ramp and jumps on the canvas. Then, he rolls into the ring and looks at the crowd. He gives the devil horns sign
Night Rider: I liked watching tapes of El Mideo Extremo more then watching Joel Hall.
Zach Davis: They are the same person.
Night Rider: He should have stayed the way he was.
Kyle Steel: And his partner, from Pasco, Washington, ALEX BANKMANSHIP!!
Jeff Purse: Ah, this is the guy that pretty much stole my finishers, The kick and the Frog Splash.
Night Rider: We have been over this, they are more common then you think.
Shannan Lerch: You do them best, though Jeff.
Jeff Purse: Thanks Shannan, please take your hand off my thigh.
Kyle Steel: And the opponent, weighing in at 205 pounds, MR. FPV!!
Red and black strobe lights begin flashing, as the electronic beat of "Ghosts N Stuff" by deadmau5 begins blast eardrums, when Mr. FPV emerges from the curtains to a round of applause from the crowd. He runs down the ramp, giving fans high fives along the way before leaping under the bottom rope into the ring.FPV climbs to one of the turnbuckles and fist bumps to the music. Many fans join him. He does this with all of the other turnbuckles before moving to the center of the ring in a lotus position.
Zach Davis: Him and Speede have the advantage of being a solid team.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah but Speede blames FPV for losing to Jeff and Night Rider.
Night Rider: Well, thats dumb. He should blame us.
“Not Without A Fight” by Pillar hits the speakers, and Roy Speede steps out onstage, followed by Abbie Grande, a smile on his face as the fans cheer loudly. Wearing his customary ring gear and his vest, the hood over his head, he pauses atop the ramp holding his arms out horizontally, his hands in fists as Abbie walks past him in her pink dress and the crowd chants.
Crowd: SPEEDE! SPEEDE! SPEEDE!
He drops his pose as he begins toward the ring, Abbie now at his side.
Kyle Steel: Introducing, accompanied by Abbie Grande, he is from Richmond, Virginia, ROY SPEEEEEEEDE!
As he proceeds down the ramp, Roy high-fives the fans on either side of the slope, Abbie giving high-fives to the fans opposite him, and as he approaches the ring, Roy continues around to the ring steps as Abbie circles around the ring toward the announce table. He pauses for a moment, throwing the hood off his head as he steps up the steps, and continues out onto the ring apron. Again he pauses, this time pointing out into the audience as a tribute to the fans that made his career before stepping into between the top and middle ropes into the ring. From there, he crosses to the far turnbuckle, climbing to the second rung before pointing out to the fans in attendance, and doing his signature arms spread pose. He hops down off the turnbuckle and removes his vest, tossing it into the audience, giving one lucky fan a souvenir before leaning against the second turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.
Jeff Purse: That souvenir was shiny.
Shannan Lerch: Easy boy.
The competitors circle around in the ring, and end in each teams respective corner. Alex gets ready to start the match, however Speede and FPV are arguing over who should start. Alex waits, even the ref is trying to settle this. "Screwing" it, Alex hits the ropes and drop kicks FPV out of the ring, leaving Roy in, leaving the ref to signal the bell.
Zach Davis: Alex Bankmanship making the starting decision for them.
Night Rider:...Zach, please get your hand off my thigh.
Zach Davis: Er...sorry, thought it was mine.
Roy and Alex circle each other as FPV slowly climbs to the apron. Alex raises his hand, offering a test of strength to Roy Speede. Speede, smarter then that though, skips the facade and kicks Bankmanship in the gut, causing him to double over. Roy hits the ropes comes back with a clothesline that Alex ducks. Roy thinking quick hits the ropes even harder and before Alex can turn delivers a dropkick right to the back of Bankmanship. Roy hits the ropes and hits a lionsault, and to capitalize a little more nails a leg drop on Bankmanship. He pins.
Broken up by Joel Hall. Roy gets up to tag FPV, stops, and turns back to Bankmanship.
Jeff Purse: Mistake number one. I don't care if you don't like your partner, you tag when you should tag.
And Jeff is right, because in that moment, Alex tagged in Joel Hall who comes in and hits Speede with a quick, running DDT. He covers.
Speede kicks out quick. Joel Hall picks Speede up and hits another DDT. He jumps up on the corner turnbuckle and nails a shooting star press. He stands and taunts at FPV for a second and goes for the cover.
Speede kicks out.
Shannan Lerch: If he didn't celebrate like a bitch, maybe he would have picked up the win.
Jeff Purse: Well, it is Joel Hall.
Hall tags in Bankmanship who waste no time. He picks Speede up, tries for a gut kick but Roy catches his foot. Alex tries to reverse with an enziguri, however Speede ducks that and then hits an enziguri of his own, taking Bankmanship to the ground. Speede hits the ropes and when he did that, FPV managed to get a blind tag. The ref pushes Speede out of the ring as FPV comes in through the ropes and starts stomping at Bankmanship.
He picks up Alex, puts his head between his legs, picks him up and nails a jumping piledriver on Alex. Bankmanships head bounces off the mat and he falls flat onto the ground. Joel Hall is up on the top rope and comes flying off with a moonsault right onto FPV, taking him down. Roy Speede comes in the ring and spears Joel Hall as he is getting up. All four men are in the ring, the ref trying to get control.
Shannan Lerch: Its pandemonium time. Here come all competitors.
Night Rider: All tag matches turn out like this sooner or later. Its the law of the tag match.
Zach Davis: Oi.
Bankmanship is stirring as is FPV, but Speede is on top of Hall, punching away. As FPV gets up, he manages to grab Bankmanship, and sets him up for another piledriver, however, Alex stands up and sends FPV out onto the ground. Speede sees this and goes after Alex, hitting a twisting neck breaker. Joel Hall charges at Roy, however Roy tosses him over the top rope, throwing him into the recovering Mr. FPV. Its just Speede and Bankmanship in the ring. Speede picks Alex up, and out of nowhere Alex hits The Bank Roll. Speede goes down, Alex goes for the cover.
Zach Davis: SPEEDE KICKED OUT, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
Jeff Purse: Thats because he doesn't do it right. You have to deliver that move so they CAN'T kick out. Shannan, thats my hair you keep playing with.
Shannan: I know.
Night Rider: Kari is going to kill you Jeff.
Bankmanship slams his fist in the mat, gets up and argues with the ref. While Bankmanship was trying to pin Speede, FPV had dropped Joel Hall face first on the barrier. As Alex argues with the ref, Mr. FPV slides into the ring and stalks Alex from behind. Upon turning around...
Zach Davis: THE DUSTER! THE DUSTER!
Shannan Lerch: This could be it, he pins.
Kyle Steel: The winners of this match, and WCF Tag Team Championship number one contenders, ROY SPEEDE AND MR. FPV!!
Shannan Lerch: How does that make you feel Jeff?
Jeff Purse: You blowing in my ear? Dirty. Them winning? I don't care.
Night Rider: Yeah, they won't be able to beat us.
And that is all Night Rider or Jeff can get out, because as they were talking, Roy Speede came up with a giant cup he grabbed from the audience filled with root beer, and threw it in Jeff's face. Jeff freezes up and Night Rider gets up and chases Roy Speede. He runs into the ring where he meets a clothesline from FPV. The pick him for a double suplex, but Night Rider reverses and hits his OWN double suplex.
Zach Davis: Damn, Night Rider is a strong guy.
Shannan Lerch: Are you ok Jeff?
Jeff just mumbles as he curls up into a fetal position. Meanwhile in the ring, the toll of two on one starts to get the best of Night Rider as Speede and FPV work him to the ground. However, WCF officials run out from the back and separate the three, also, Kari comes out and attends to Jeff as Angle Fyre joins Night Rider. FPV and Speede fist bump as they get escorted away from the ring.
The lights start to flicker and spark.
Shannan Lerch: What the Hell?!?
The lights continue to flicker and spark more!! Then...
The arena lights go out and the emergency lights come on. The crowd becomes nervous. Oblivion by Mastadon begins to blare out through the speakers. As the song plays, there is a hint of a choir of angels singing along. The Vixens slithers out. the men, in the crowd wolf-whistle and cheer, as the beautiful and sexy half-dressed women slink out. The Gathering are swarming the crowd, in their seats. The Gathering are everywhere. Even The Preenies, the penguins suit demon; The Pets for The Gathering, are around. they are digging in their pouches, digging for their Munchies, plush toy stuffed animals that come alive when they leave the pouch. They explode when they make impact, after being thrown.
Oblivion is no where to be seen. Then eventually, the crowd looks up and Oblivion is in the rafters. Spotlights are on The Monster. The crowd eventually notices a zip line attached to one of the corners. Oblivion slides down, as he screams out blood curdling demonic rant!! Oblivion lands in the center, of the ring. He grabs for a mic, from IT's back right pocket....
Oblivion: Alright, you Meatsacks!!!
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Oblivion: alright I have made a hug decision. some of you might not like ti. But, this HAS to be done!! IT has found some people that are willing to watch IT's back!!!
"It's time for war" By LL COOL J begins to play.
Shannan Lerch: NO-O-O!!
Zach Davis: I believe so, Shannan!! Oblivion has backup!!!
Nightrider, with one half of the WCF Tag Team Championships over his right shoulder is walking with "Dangerous" Don DeBeers. They are walking down the aisle, towards the ring.
Zach Davis: This COULD be very interesting!!!
Nightrider and Don DeBeers enter the ring and begin to shake they hands with Oblivion.
Oblivion: You see, MS-13, IT has found some others you cannot stand your pussy-asses!! That's right, Oblivion said it!! It's about time for declaration of WAR!!! Gravedigger, you know your ass is already in a sling. But, this goes for ALL-LL-L-L of MS-13!! While you sit there and try to act all civilize, there are more of us!! Tonight, you will see that!! Angels of Death are here!! By the time we are done with MS-13.... THEY WON'T BE!!!
Oblivion holds up the mic....
Oblivion drops the mic!!!
Oblivion by Mastadon begins to play.
"Run This Town" by Jay Z blares over the P.A. speaker as Gage Gannon comes sauntering out on stage with his shades on taking a look at the crowd.
Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WCF People's Title. Introducing first, the challenger, from Miami, Florida...Gage Gannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnon.
Gage looks around and takes his shades off as he ignores the boos of the crowd and walks down the ramp smirking his cocky smile. Gage slides into the ring and goes to the opposite turnbuckle and raises his hands out to the side.
Zach Davis: And Gage looks to be a bit nervous. Do you think that has anything to do with not knowing if he's facing Switches or Greenfever?
Shannan Lerch: I don't care which I was facing, I'd be nervous regardless.
The lights drop as "Run Rabbit Run" by Rob Zombie begins over the P.A. system. "Huntin' Humans? Ain't nuthin but nuthin'.They all run like scared little rabbits.Run rabbit run. RUN RABBIT RUN!" The aggressive drums kick in and Greenfever emerges from the darkness.
Kyle Steel: And introducing his opponent, from Pine Bluff, Arkansas, he is the WCF People's Champion...Greeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeenfever.
Zach Davis: Well there's our answer. Greenfever has decided to come out and play tonight.
His face and hands are smeared with blood. The crowd is incited into a screaming mob. The audience begins to throwing garbage down at him as he makes his way to the ring. He slides into the ring, holds the title up for a bit and then hands it off to the referee. He hands it off to a ringside official and then calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
And with the sound of the bell, Greenfever sprints across the ring and leaps in the air before taking Gannon to the mat. Greenfever with a flurry of lefts and rights off before the referee finally gets involved to issue a warning for the closed fists. Greenfever rolls off and both men get to their feet. Gannon tries for a tie-up but Greenfever opts for a kick to the gut. Fever now wrapping up the arms and he starts delivering a series of headbutts.
Shannan Lerch: Those headbutts just look brutal. I think Gage is on dream street.
Gage shakes out the cobwebs in time to duck a big roundhouse kick. He grabs Greenfever from behind, lifts him up and plants him with an atomic drop. Gannon now with a big clothesline to the back that knocks Fever to the mat. Fever pops right back to his feet and he eats a second clothesline. Again Fever pops back up and Gannon is on him with a few punches before he whips him into the ropes. Fever comes back and Gannon hits a samoan drop. Gannon now with the pin attempt.
And Greenfever kicks out before the two count. Gannon tries to pull Greenfever up but Fever hits him with a european uppercut. Fever then grabs him and hits a headbutt. Gannon now stumbling backward as Fever hits him with a side kick, then a roundhouse kick and then finishes it off with a spin kick then sends him into the corner. Fever climbs up and lets loose a few rapid punches before he grabs the head with both hands and then leaps back, slamming Gannon face first to the mat.
Zach Davis: Let's hope Gage wasn't planning on going Hollywood anytime soon.
Fever rolls Gannon over onto his back and goes for the pin attempt.
And Gannon gets the shoulder up before the three count. Fever rolls off and pulls Gannon to his feet. He goes to set him up for the Dislocated Piledriver but Gannon fights him off with some punches. Gannon now snaps off a suplex and tries for the quick pin.
And Greenfever gets the shoulder up. Gannon now watching and waiting as Fever pushes himself back up to his feet. Fever is up and Gannon spins him around, looking to hit the GKO. Fever pushes him off at the last second. Gannon spins around and eats a roundhouse kick to the head. Fever drops to the mat and applies The Move You Fear. Gannon fights it for a short while before finally tapping out. The referee calls for the bell as Fever releases the hold.
Shannan Lerch: And there you have it. Greenfever successfully retains the People's Title against Gage Gannon in what was a pretty close contest.
Zach Davis: Indeed it was Shannan.
The show fades out to commercial as Greenfever exits the ring.
“Renegade” by Styx hits the speakers, eliciting a drone of surprised speculation from the audience.
Zach Davis: The New Confederacy? They’re not scheduled tonight… And after what happened last week, frankly, I thought it was over for the illustrious tag team.
Doc Henry steps out onto the stage, dressed all in black: slacks, button down shirt, blazer, and a pair of dark sunglasses. Ever faithful, his wife Mary is at his side, clad in a slinky black dress that hugs every sumptuous curve. The crowd immediately starts to boo loudly as the pair make their way down the ramp to the ring.
Shannan Lerch: You and me, both, Zach. In a not so surprising turn of events, at Payback, Doc Henry flipped the script; first walking out on the match, and then returning later – to assist Jeff Purse in finishing Johnny Reb off, and costing the New Confederacy their shot at the tag titles in the process!
Zach Davis: It may not have been a surprise to you, Shannan, but I, for one, am still terribly confused. I thought Doc would stop at nothing to hold a legitimate title again.
In the ring, Doc signals the music to cut and raises a microphone. He casts a long, slow look over the crowd, smirking, as he waits for the jeers to die down.
Doc Henry: Good evenin’, WCF… I’m sure y’all are wonderin’ just what happened last week. Why did I walk out on the match? Why did I return? Why – ultimately – did I put that yellow-bellied mongrel y’all love so much to sleep? Well, don’cha worry none… I ain’t gonna leave y’all hangin’. Y’see… my partner – excuse me, FORMER partner – has some things to answer for. I know you’re here tonight, Johnny. In the back, hidin’ in shame. Can’t blame ya. But the time has come… so get your weak, gutless ass out here… RIGHT NOW!
This demand is greeted with only silence and stillness. Doc paces the ring for a few moments, impatient.
Doc Henry: Damnit, Johnny Reb… ya call y’self The Inveterate Confederate – so come out here an’ face me. If’n y’aint scared, that is.
The crowd starts to boo – and is cut short as “Sweet Home Alabama” begins to play. Reb emerges from the back, walking a little stiffly and still showing signs of the previous week’s physical abuse; but he holds his head high, forcing a smile for the fans as they cheer him onward. He snatches a mic from an attendant at ringside and climbs through the ropes.
Johnny Reb: I ain’t afraid of nothin’, Doc, an’ you know it. What the hell d’ya want?
Henry just smirks at him for a moment.
Doc Henry: Only to give ya the one thing ya most desire, Johnny Reb: I’m lettin’ ya outta the contract. Not outta the goodness of my heart, but because you violated the terms. Ya didn’t wanna win last week…didn’t wanna be stuck with me… Least that’s what ya said. I think there’s a deeper truth – that you are, at heart, a coward. There’s no room for cowardice in the New Confederacy, Johnny Reb. No room for YOU. I am now the sole owner of the name and all associated rights.
Johnny starts to object, but Doc cuts him off.
Doc Henry: I don’t wanna hear no excuses outta you, Johnny. I was only tryin’ to do what’s best for ya…for both of us. But just to show ya there ain’t no hard feelin’s, here’s what I’m gonna do: I’m gonna let ya continue collectin’ royalties from the New Confederacy brand – the T-shirts, the action figures, the DVDs, all of it. Clearly, we can no longer work together…but I am still interested in your well-bein’…
Johnny Reb: Cut the bullsh**, Doc! Y’know damn good an’ well I never wanted anythin’ to do with that contract in the first place!
Doc Henry: Oh, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny… Where’s that Southern fire ya used to have? That drive to win at all costs? Ya still call y’self the Inveterate One… but y’ain’t got what it takes anymore. Are ya tired, Johnny? Losin’ your edge? Or…
Here, Doc cocks his head to one side, studying Reb intently.
Doc Henry: Or are ya just a lily-livered, spineless, weak excuse for a man? Maybe the boys in the back are right… you’re a washed-up ol’ has-been, livin’ on a reputation that ain’t rightly yours no more…
Reb’s jaw clenches; his free hand tightens into a fist; and there’s a dangerous look in his eye.
Johnny Reb: I know what you’re tryin’ to do, Doc, an’ it ain’t gonna work. If that’s all ya gotta say to me, I’m outta here. Y’ain’t gonna drag me down to your level.
The Inveterate Confederate drops the mic and turns his back on his former partner to leave the ring. Henry reaches out, puts a hand on his shoulder.
Doc Henry: Now hold on a minute, Johnny. We ain’t through…
As Johnny turns around again, Doc cocks a fist back and nails him with a haymaker out of nowhere. Reb looks surprised for a second…and then does exactly what he said he wouldn’t: He levels a punch of his own at Doc. All hell breaks loose as the two men start to brawl in earnest. The audience is on its feet, egging them on with shouts and catcalls.
Shannan Lerch: Oh my god…this is out of control! Doc Henry just attacked Johnny Reb, and it looks like Reb has had enough! Somebody get security out here before they kill each other!
The momentum carries the fight out of the ring. Reb shoves Doc into the guardrail. Doc takes the opportunity to grab a chair right from under someone in the crowd and swings it hard at Johnny. Reb dodges the shot – just by a hair’s breadth – and knocks the chair from Henry’s grip. And the brawl continues…up the ramp, across the stage, and into the back.
Zach Davis: Forget security! Get a camera back there! We’re missing bloodshed and violence!
Indeed, the camera crew is quicker to respond. The Jumbotron flickers to life before the last words are out of Zach’s mouth, to show the two still fighting as if their lives – or at least their careers – depend on the outcome. Doc has Reb pinned against a wall, laying into him with a series of hard punches to the midsection. Johnny finally backs him off with a stiff kick to the leg, and follows up by putting Henry in a headlock.
At last, security arrives. Dozens of men in uniform swarm around the two, but no one is willing to risk getting close enough to separate them. It doesn’t take long for one of the nameless, faceless security guards to get an idea. Not a brilliant one, but an idea nonetheless. He smashes the glass front out of a bright red metal casing on the wall and starts to uncoil a fire hose. The other security personnel catch on, and together, they turn a high-pressure stream of water on the brawling men, forcing them apart. The ‘Tron shuts off abruptly.
Shannan Lerch: Well, that was…interesting…
Zach Davis: To say the least, Shannan. And there’s more unpredictable WCF action coming up right after these words from our sponsors!
The lights flicker on and off and Fabolous' Lights Out plays over the speakers to a loud chorus of boo's. Logan walks directly from behind the curtain and to the ramp. He looks out at the crowd to the left and then to the right and then throws his arms into the air while a display of fireworks explode behind him in yellow color. Logan looks out at the crowd in disgust as he walks down the ramp and rolls into the ring. He stands up on the middle rope and 'flenches' at the crowd as if he's going to beat all of their ass. The vicious Truth turns his focus towards the entryway as his song fades out.
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. Adrian has a trashcan full of weapons in his hands.
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 drops the trashcan at ringside, 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 walks over to one of the turnbuckles and stands on the middle pad and holds the hardcore belt high over his head as the crowd rains boos down upon him. Gravedigger finally hops down and turns towards Chris Avery. Adrian walks up beside Gravedigger and it’s as if Chris doesn’t even see him there as he gets in Gravedigger’s face, pointing at the hardcore title. Gravedigger reaches up and piefaces Chris Avery, shoving him backwards.
Avery flips out and starts attacking Gravedigger. Adrian and JJ exit the ring as the referee rings the bell for the match to start. Avery and Gravedigger trade lefts and rights for a few seconds. Chris Avery manages to actually gain the upperhand and pushes Gravedigger into the nearby ropes, and irish whips him across the ring. Avery misses with a clothesline and on the return Gravedigger nails him with a huge forearm taking down Chris Avery.
Avery bounces right back up as Adrian tosses a kendo stick to Gravedigger. Avery runs at Gravedigger hoping to catch him off guard as he catches the stick, but Gravedigger is too quick and nails Avery on the top of his head as he charges. Avery holds his head and Gravedigger hits him in the back with the kendo stick and Avery yells out in pain. Gravedigger hits Avery a few more times with vicious kendo stick shots before finally tossing the stick out of the ring. Avery rolls to the outside finally and kneels at ringside, trying to recover from the kendo stick shots.
Gravedigger walks over and asks for the trash can. Adrian lifts it up and Gravedigger grabs it and dumps it into the ring, its contents spilling out. Kendo sticks, baseball bats, barbed wire 2x4s, and a staple gun. Despite hating him, the crowd pops as Gravedigger grabs the staple gun and climbs outside the ring. He starts walking over towards Chris Avery. At the last second, Avery pulls out a fire extinguisher he had found from under the ring and sprays Gravedigger in the face. Gravedigger drops the stapler and covers his face from the blast. Avery grabs the stapler and goes forward into the mist and a staple can be heard being shot from the staple gun. The mist clears and unfortunately the crowd groans as Avery had stapled the side of the ring. The gun has gotten stuck on the apron and after trying to pull it free,
Avery gives up and goes after Gravedigger. Avery irish whips Gravedigger into the nearby barricade and Digger yells out. Avery runs at him and clotheslines Gravedigger into the barricade.
Avery starts to fall backwards but is shoved forward and falls over the railing, dangling in place. Gravedigger runs forward and hits a boot to the side of Avery’s head, causing him to fall over back to ringside. The referee keeps demanding they get back in the ring that it isn’t a falls count anywhere match. Gravedigger picks Avery up and rolls him into the ring, quickly covering him.
Gravedigger picks up Avery and irish whips him into the corner across the ring. Gravedigger runs at him, but Avery steps out of the way and Gravedigger impacts with the turnbuckle, and violently bounces backwards. Avery runs at him and nails a big cross body that puts Gravedigger on the mat. Chris punches away at Gravedigger a few times before letting him up. Avery goes to irish whip Gravedigger, but Digger reverses it and bends down for a back body drop but Avery stops shorts, kneels and uppercuts Gravedigger. He hits him a couple of times with knife edge chops to the chest, backing him up against the ropes and sends him across the ring. As he bounces back, he catches Gravedigger with the Chi-Town Collab on the trash can crumpling it and sending the crowd in a frenzy! He goes for the cover.
1…2…kick out by Gravedigger despite the big move by Chris Avery.
Adrian has had enough and tries to come back in the ring but Chris Avery picks up a stop sign and holds it up. Adrian, not thinking, stops in his tracks and has a confused look on his face. He realizes he’s been duped and starts climbing into the ring.
Just as he stands up, Avery runs at him and hits him in the face and chest with the sign and knocks him back over the ropes in front of the entryway.
Gravedigger has recovered and clotheslines Avery in the back of the head as he was taunting Adrian, sending him spilling out onto the floor. Gravedigger grabs the barbed wire 2x4 and slides out of the ring after Avery. Avery gets up and Gravedigger hits him in the stomach with the end of the 2x4, doubling him over with it. He raises it up to bring it across Avery’s back but Avery hits Gravedigger in the nuts and the hardcore champion hollers out in pain and drops his weapon. Avery picks it up and brings it across the back of Gravedigger who yells out in pain as the barbs stick to his back a little. Adrian is back up and Avery floors him with the 2x4, busting open his forehead. Avery turns back to Gravedigger and hits him again with the 2x4. He starts stomping away at him when the lights go out.
“I Go Hard” by Oops hits the speakers and the entryway lights up. Out from the back walks a man wearing a red hoodie. His head is tilted down. He starts walking down the ramp towards Chris Avery and Gravedigger who have stopped fighting to see who is coming out. Two of the WCF crew walk down behind the man in the hoodie carrying pieces of a platform of some kind. The three men stop a few feet in front of Avery and Gravedigger. The two crew members put the platform pieces down and as the music keeps playing a spotlight hits the platform and the man in the hoodie stands on it. He points to Avery and then to what he’s standing on and suddenly starts breakdancing on the platform. Avery and Gravedigger both look on in disbelief.
Zach Davis: What the hell is going on? This is wrestling, not dances with the stars.
After 30 seconds, the man stops dancing and steps off the platform and challenges Chris Avery.
Shannan Lerch: Don’t do it Logan! It’s a trap. They want to prove you’re not black.
Zach Davis: Hey, that’s racist to think only black people can dance, look at the guy who was just dancing, he’s white!
Shannan Lerch: Yeah but he can’t dance, that was awful.
Chris Avery finally slowly walks up and stands on the platform. He bounces his head for a few seconds and then starts busting some moves of his own. The crowd pops at the impromptu dance-off, but it’s quickly stopped as Gravedigger nails the Grave Marker on Chris Avery, laying him out. The crowd boos loudly.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger is such a racist! People of color can’t have anything when he’s around!
Zach Davis: What do you mean?! Logan is white!
The music stops playing and the lights come back on. The man in the hoodie takes a step back as Gravedigger picks Chris Avery up. He plants him on the platform with a huge Death Driver.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger can’t pin him here! Hey what’s the man in the hoodie doing now?!
The guy in the hoodie walks over and starts stomping away at Chris Avery. Gravedigger watches him for a second and then joins in. They both stop after a few seconds and look at each other. The man in the hoodie pulls the hood back and off his head to reveal DOBBIE!
Shannan Lerch: WHAT THE HELL?! Gravedigger’s friend Dobbie has returned! He shaved the dreadlocks off as well!
They both stare at each other for a few seconds before Dobbie extends his hand and they both shake hands. The crowd boos loudly. Gravedigger picks Chris Avery up and starts walking back towards the ring with him. Dobbie starts dancing on the platform again as the crowd keeps booing.
Zach Davis: What a bizarre turn of events... Dobbie. I don't believe it. Blasphemy. Dark blasphemy.
Gravedigger cockily rolls Avery into the ring and then pins him, hooking the leg.
NO! AVERY KICKS OUT! The crowd erupts!
Shannan Lerch: Unbelievable!
Gravedigger is none too happy. He goes to pick Avery up but Avery punches Gravedigger right in the balls.
Zach Davis: ...hardcore, indeed...
Avery rolls Gravedigger up!
Avery puts his feet on the ropes..
Shannan Lerch: AVERY HAS DONE IT! I don't believe it!
Avery quickly rolls out of the ring and heads into the crowd, smart enough to not want to face Gravedigger's wrath.
Zach Davis: We could have a new Hardcore Champion, if this had been a Title match! Huh.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger let his guard down, I think... well, the Epitome of Hardcore Series is meant to be a warmup, and it did serve its purpose!
Dobbie has entered the ring to help Gravedigger up, but GD, looking to maintain his dignity, won't accept Dobbie's help. But his balls are clearly still hurting.
We come back from commercial with a shot of Jay Price exiting a room backstage. He pulls the door shut and walks down the hallway, muttering to himself.
Jay Price: Seriously, not one of these ungrateful bastards wants to team with me? After all I've done for this company, you'd think one person would...
Price stops in his tracks as he stares at the door in front of him. The camera moves behind him and zooms in on the name on the door.
Jay Price: ...want to team with me.
Price pulls a piece of paper from his pocket and scribbles something down on it. He slides it under the door and waits. A few seconds later the paper slides back out and Price picks it up. The cameraman looks over his shoulder as Price reads it.
Jay Price: These fuckers are never going to know what hit them.
The scene fades back out to commercial as Price walks off.
Zach Davis: Main event time!
The lights in the stadium dim to pitch black Bulletproof by 12 Stones blares in the speakers with lights swinging around the stadium lighting up the darkness from the dimmed lights. In cue with the music, pyros of red, white and blue go off when the sound of BANG!!! from Bulletproof. The pyros continue to go off on cue with the word being said. After the third pyro goes off the lights focus on the entrance of the stage where Donald Deruty is standing with his head tilted down. He falls to his knees and throws his hands up in the air where a final set of multi-colored pyros is fired. At the signal of the final pyros the dimmed lights turn back on and light the whole stadium with red, white, and blue lights. D-Day jumps to his feet as soon as the lights are back on. He takes his time walking down the ramp, as he gives high fives and shakes the hands of the fans. Once he reaches ringside he slowly walks up to the steel steps where he goes one step at a time until he reaches the ropes where he enters the ring with a swaggery hop to his walk. He looks up at the titantron where the sights of his memorial moments in his WCF career can be seen.
Shannan Lerch: D-Day is the only man in this match that has held the World Title; it could give him an advantage, possibly.
The camera pans to the titantron, where an oak door comes into view. A thump is heard, and the door shakes on its hinges. Several more thumps occur, until the blade of an ax busts through the door. Smoke begins to form on the stage, as a dark figure steps out. Suddenly a woman voice yells out from the speaker.
"No, go away!
Leave me alone!"
Smoke billows down the aisle as the man walks down it to the ring, his identity shrouded in the smog. Meanwhile, on the titantron, the ax makes a large hole in the wood, and a hand reaches in for the door knob, the fingernails painted black. Again the frightened voice rings out as the mystery man slides into the ring.
"Don't you come in here!
I don't want you here.!"
The mystery man watches the titantron now, as the door opens, and the same man standing in the ring, steps into the house. A lightning bolt cracks behind him, equal in volume to the string of fireworks that fire up on the ramp. The man on the titantron rubs his thumb on the door, leaving a bloody smear on the polished oak. He lifts the ax with both hands, as the voice pleads.
"No, No, No, NO!!
The scream is cut off as the man swings the ax. Blood appears to splatter across the tron, and then the name "Nathan von Liebert" is written with a finger painted black. Nathan, who is in the ring, falls on his knees, never taking his eyes off the 'tron until it goes black. He then scans the members of the crowd that he could without contorting his torso, as Heather Lee announces him.
Zach Davis: NvL was almost the World Champion one week ago.. winning the TV Title and defeating Jonny Fly would probably sound pretty good to him right about now.
The lights in the arena go out. Blackness is all that prevails around as the crowd anxiously stirs. After a few seconds, blue strobes emerge on the stage zooming around in no particular pattern. The strobes center themselves onto the stage, overlapping themselves and illuminating the silhouette of a man.
Shannan Lerch: And here comes the Television Champion himself...
“The Champ” by Ghostface Killah begins playing and the crowd begins to boo. The lights flicker on and off in conjunction with pyros shooting upward. The lights turn on fully and Jonny Fly is seen standing of the stage. Fly stares out at the crowd and smirks at their reaction. He slowly begins walking down the ramp oblivious to those shouting at him from the crowd.
Zach Davis: There he is, the man of the hour, Jonny Fly.
Once Fly is in the ring, all three men stand in their respective corners, and the bell sounds. The match is on.
Shannan Lerch: Jonny Fly is in a bit of a predicament here. There is no easier Title to lose in a Triple Threat match than the TV Title. If, for example, NvL hits D-Day with a chair and D-Day wins by DQ... D-Day wins the belt, and Jonny Fly couldn't stop it.
Zach Davis: Very good point, Shannan.
NvL approaches Fly, but quickly turns and sucker punches D-Day instead. He then kicks Day again, who stumbles back into the turnbuckle. NvL and Fly both begin kicking at him.
Shannan Lerch: I'm not even going to call this teamwork, this is just two individuals attacking the same man at once. I highly doubt there will be any double teaming in this one.
Indeed, both Fly and NvL turn to each other to hit one another at the exact same time, and both see the other one about to attack.. and back away from each other. D-Day slumps down in the corner. NvL and Fly give up all pretenses and simply begin trading punches back and forth.
Zach Davis: A lot of animosity here after what we saw earlier tonight, with Fly being named the new number one contender.
NvL gets the upper hand and throws Fly to the ropes before hitting a standing Hurricanrana, sending Fly flying (no pun intended) out of the ring. NvL gets up and is met with a Clothesline from D-Day!, to which the crowd cheers. NvL stumbles up and D-Day follows up by hitting a perfectly executed Neckbreaker.
Shannan Lerch: Donald Deruty, on the offensive now!
Day kicks NvL a few times before climbing to the top rope..
Zach Davis: D-Day is feeling froggy! I don't know why I said that, what a stupid phrase.
Day flies off with the Frog Splash, hitting it and pinning NvL!
No! NvL kicks out.
Shannan Lerch: None of these are easily beaten men. I doubt we'll see a victory here until after a finisher or two.
Day stands up but Fly is on the apron. Fly Springboards from behind and grabs D-Day's head, hitting a Bulldog. Day gets to his feet and Fly lifts him... and hits a Death Valley Driver, spiking D-Day onto NvL's body!
Zach Davis: Great move, hitting both men at once!
D-Day is on top of NvL. Fly stands up to gloat to the fans, but the referee begins counting D-Day's "pin."
Fly quickly turns around and kicks Day off before yelling at the referee for trying to count a pin there. The ref shrugs and tries to explain before NvL rolls Fly up from behind!
No, Fly gets out of it. Exasperated, he gets to his feet only to be met with an eye rake from NvL. Fly spins around and NvL grabs him from behind and hits a German Suplex, with the bridge pin.
No, Fly once again gets out of it. NvL gets up and begins climbing to the top rope.
Shannan Lerch: Nathan von Liebert going to the top now... what is he going to unleash?
With his back to Fly, it looks like he's going for a Moonsault. However, D-Day runs at him and clubs him in the back with a forearm. D-Day begins climbing up with him now...
Zach Davis: Uh oh...
Once he's up, D-Day executes a Spider German Suplex!, sending Nathan crashing onto Fly! The crowd cheers. Still on the turnbuckle, Day turns and now hits a Frog Splash onto both men at once!
Shannan Lerch: Wow!
Day rolls away after the move, holding his stomach in pain. After a few moments he rolls over and pins NvL, hooking the leg.
NvL kicks out.
He tries Fly now.
Fly kicks out.
Zach Davis: Close, but no cigar for D-Day. Not yet.
Day stands up and slumps back against the ropes, catching his breath. He decides to pick Fly up and lean him against the ropes before going for a Superkick!, but Fly ducks it!, causing D-Day's leg to fly over the top rope. Quickly, Fly dumps the United States Champion to the outside. He turns back towards NvL and hits a quick Leg Drop before beginning to climb to the top.
Shannan Lerch: Lots of high risk moves in this match, what is Fly going for exactly? He's an expert of top rope moves.
Fly hits his Suicide Dive, landing on D-Day outside the ring! The fans boo, knowing whats coming.
Zach Davis: This is usually a setup for the Fly Swatter...
Fly rolls D-Day back into the ring, then as quickly as possible climbs onto the apron and climbs to the top. And indeed, he flies off and hits D-Day with the Fly Swatter!
Shannan Lerch: This is it, Fly retains!
No! NvL kicks Fly off! Fly goes to get up to fight back but NvL viciously pulls him in and hits a Spike DDT, as the name suggests, spiking Fly's head into the mat. NvL smells figurative blood and turns his attention to D-Day. As Day stumbles up, NvL grabs him for a Reverse Suplex..
Zach Davis: Straight Jacket Drop!
..but half way up, Day shifts his weight and lands behind NvL! Day hits a Floatover DDT! NvL hits the mat hard, and D-Day collapses, exhausted. All three men are down.
Shannan Lerch: What a match!
The ref has no choice, he begins counting.
Zach Davis: What happens if the ref reaches ten? I guess everybody loses.
Shannan Lerch: Doesn't matter, Zach, all three men are getting up!
Zach Davis: They're half way there..
Shannan Lerch: Day, NvL and Fly are all up!
And each of them turns around to see the other two. They each back up, back to their corners.
Zach Davis: And now we're back to where we started, although everyone is pretty worn down now.
D-Day isn't going to wait to be attacked again. He runs at Fly, going for a Clothesline, but Fly ducks it and Dropkicks Day. With their attention off NvL for a split second, though, NvL is behind Fly and puts him in a Full Nelson, and then hits a Suplex!, into the pin!
No! Fly kicks out once more!
Shannan Lerch: Fly has one of the best records here in WCF and he isn't going to take a loss very easily, I can tell you that!
NvL kicks D-Day out of the ring. He then puts his foot on Fly's neck and balances on it.
Zach Davis: The Choker!
Shannan Lerch: How is this legal?
After that, NvL lifts Fly up. He kicks him stiff in the gut for good measure and then lifts him up in the Reverse Suplex... and hits the Straight Jacket Drop!
Zach Davis: THERE IT IS!
Nathan von Liebert pins Jonny Fly!
Shannan Lerch: NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION!
NO! Fly got his feet on the ropes! The crowd is shocked, as is Nathan. Angrily, he pulls Fly to the middle of the ring and pins him again, this time hooking the leg.
NO! Fly kicks out this time.
Zach Davis: SO CLOSE! NvL was SO CLOSE to being the Television Champion..
Nathan stands, momentarily unsure what to do now. He grabs Fly's arms and puts them between the middle and top rope, in the corner.
Shannan Lerch: Demon Bounce, coming up.
But D-Day is back in the ring now before NvL can do that, and spins him around. He hits a few kicks.. rapidly!.. then finishes with a stiff kick right between the eyes!
Zach Davis: D for Destruction!
Day stands up and turns around, looking to make sure that Fly is still incapacitated, but he is not. Fly leaps off the top and hits a Swinging DDT on D-Day! He quickly gets up, jumps to the top, and flies off with the Fly Swatter!
Shannan Lerch: FLY SWATTER!
Fly pins D-Day, hooking his leg.
Zach Davis: Aanndd Jonny Fly retains. Damnit. I want to see him lose, I'm tired of him running his mouth.
Shannan Lerch: All I know is.. Corey Black better watch out.
Fly stands, grinning from ear to ear. He takes his Television Title back from the ref, and doesn't bother with getting his hand raised. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and raises his belt high in the air.
Zach Davis: Great match from all three men involved, one of the best Slam main events in recent memory, that's for sure.
Fly climbs off the turnbuckle as NvL looks up in anger and D-Day begins to recover. Slam fades to black.