Before the Slam intro can start, the scene opens up in Seth's office. Massive booing from the audience.
Seth Lerch: Welcome to Slam! Before we get to the show, I'd like to make an announcement about the Trios Cup Tournament... and what exactly the winners will receive.
The booing dies down so the crowd can actually listen.
Seth Lerch: The person that makes the deciding pin or submission in the final matchup... will receive a World Title shot! The other two members of the team will receive a shot at the Tag Team Titles!
Pop from the crowd that time, because hey why not?
Zach Davis: Did you hear that, Shannan? When the Trios Cup Tournament begins next month, TWO Title shots will hang in the balance! I believe this tournament is heating up!
Shannan Lerch: Let's get to the show damnit!
Seth smiles as Drunk and Crazy plays and we go to the Slam intro video before the show starts.
Zach Davis starts talking immediately as we go to the announcers.
Zach Davis: WE HAVE FOURTEEN MATCHES TONIGHT AND I HAVE TO TALK VERY QUICKLY SO WE CAN GET THROUGH THIS INTRO SEGMENT IN TIME!
Shannan Lerch: Main event! Last Monster Standing! Guys with stun sticks around the ring! Hardcore Title! Oblivion and Gravedigger! No interference! Possibly homicide tonight! Too busy to talk in full sentences!
Zach Davis: Semi main event! Logan and Doc Henry versus Jonny Fly and Sarah Twilight! XIII soon, Twilight is special guest ref! Henry in ToT!
Shannan Lerch: Okay this is confusing. What Zach is saying is that Sarah Twilight will be the special guest referee during Price vs Fly at XIII, and tonight they're teaming together. Twilight herself has a Title match at Aftermath, so the Title scene is very interesting.
Zach Davis: Speaking of Price, tonight he's against one of his Aftermath opponents, Night Rider. Price's partner Greenfever is up against Night Rider's partner Jeff Purse, but in a People's Title match.
Shannan Lerch: In a match that is in no way motivated by the fact that Seth joined the ToT last week, Super FPV is getting an Internet Title match against Zombie McMorris. And we also have a contendership match, where Odin faces Steeltoe Joe to determine the next contender for that belt.
Zach Davis: Johnny Reb is in action! He's facing Waylon Cash. Two southern men going one on one; should be a classic, I'd bet.
Shannan Lerch: The Television Title is on the line.. of course.. as Nathan von Liebert faces Nic Daniels. Daniels left the Mulisha recently, hopefully we get some answers about that!
Zach Davis: The newly formed team of the Unstable Elements are in action against Roy Speede and Erin Archer. We know there is no love lost between Kid Phantasm and Erin Archer, that's for sure.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Speede, it was announced recently that Super FPV will be getting his US Title rematch at Aftermath! Assuming Speede beats Brad Kane at XIII of course.
Zach Davis: For the Television Title contendership, Benjamin Atreyu and Ayria Adams are going one on one. I don't think we've ever seen Atreyu in a one on one match before so it'll be exciting to see how that goes.
Shannan Lerch: Adams gave Switches the Clown one of his toughest People's Title matches yet, so she's doing great. Can't wait.
Zach Davis: We have an exhibition match, with Gina Caldwell going up against Kira Sakazaki.
Shannan Lerch: We also have the Mulisha team of Eric Price and Tek taking on Jack Slash and Gein Spector, that should be pretty good too. Hopefully Mulisha can get back on their feet.
Zach Davis: And in another tag match, Weed Homies are facing Domestik Disturbance, who is debuting. That should be a great one. What an awesome card we have tonight, this should be a PPV, geez!
Shannan Lerch: And in our opener, three newcomers face each other in a triple threat. Ryan Elias, Al Envy, and Apathy. I've heard some rumors backstage that his match is going to be ... well, interesting. Let's see!
The ring is being decorated with a black carpet with gold lettering that says “The Price Check” on it along with a small leather couch and a desk with a leather chair behind it.
Shannan Lerch: What is this?
Zach Davis: I don’t know but we’ll find out soon I’m sure.
“Longhorn” begins to play as gold and white lights start flashing and Eric Price walks out onto the stage, wearing a full black suit with tie as he makes his way to the ring
Zach Davis: That’s Eric Price and he seems to be coming out here with a purpose. The ring looks very well decorated for his arrival tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Do you know anything about this?
Zach Davis: Well, I’m being told that Eric’s doing an interview with the man that turned his back on him at Explosion, Nic Daniels. And he’s doing it on the debut of his show, “The Price Check”. The crowd seems to be giving him a nice reaction here.
Shannan Lerch: Really? Well, let’s see what happens here.
Zach Davis: Well, he’s in the ring and seems to have just gotten a mic so let’s hear what he has to say.
Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the debut edition of “The Price Check”!
The crowd cheers.
Eric Price: Now, on this show I plan to do many interviews and have chats with a variety of superstars of WCF. And as you can tell, I’ve made sure the ring is well decorated for this. I was hoping to start this on better terms but as you’ve no doubtedly seen at Explosion, Nic Daniels turned his back on the Mulisha.
The crowd cheers.
Eric Price: More importantly than that though, he turned his back on me!
The crowd gives a mixed reaction to this.
Eric Price: If you haven’t seen it, let’s roll the footage.
Footage from Explosion plays of Nic Daniels punting Eric Price in the skull and then a shot of Nic grinning after this is shown.
Eric Price: As you can see, Nic punted me right in the head. I had to have stitches put in because of it. But the question remains, why, why, why did Nic turn on the Mulisha. But again, more importantly than that, why did he turn on me? Last week, he gave what I considered to be a poor excuse for it and after having known him for so many years, I feel I am owed a better explanation than that. So that’s why we’re here tonight. My first guest at this time is none other than the son of a motherbeep bbeep who stabbed me in the back, Nic Daniels!
The crowd cheers as the lights shut off and “Blackout” by Hed Pe blasts through the speakers and green smoke fills the entrance ramp as red and blue lights flash through the crowd and Nic Daniels appears through the smoke.
Zach Davis: And looks like Nic isn’t coming alone here tonight as he’s signaling for …
Shannan Lerch: It’s Gina Caldwell! Looking hot as ever!
Zach Davis: As they make their way down the entrance ramp, Eric Price seems to be staring a hole right through Nic Daniels.
Shannan Lerch: Well, he turned on him but he had his reasons!
Zach Davis: But apparently, Eric wants to know exactly what those reasons are. They’re in the ring now and look at this, Eric’s extending his hand.
Shannan Lerch: Haha, but look at that. Just as Nic was about to shake his hand, Eric pulls it and goes to sit at his desk.
Zach Davis: The crowd did not like that one bit.
Nic and Gina are now seated on the couch as Eric is sitting behind the desk, a microphone at the desk and a mic in Nic’s hand.
Eric Price: As we had discussed prior to coming out here, there will be no violence between you and I. Despite the fact that I am pissed and with good reason at you, given the fact that we’ve known each other for a long time, I’m willing to hear you out and give you the benefit of the doubt tonight. Speaking of which, Gina, you’re looking mighty fine tonight. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen you. What happened, your job as a two cent whore didn’t work out?
The crowd boos this as Gina looks mad at this but Nic tells her to just calm down and wait a bit.
Eric Price: Now, let’s get down to business. The burning question on everyone’s mind and in my mind for sure, why did you turn on the Mulisha?
Nic Daniels: Very simple, I said it last week. In case you didn’t hear, it’s because the Mulisha is a joke. But more importantly, because the Mulisha sucks dick.
The crowd cheers.
Crowd: The Mulisha sucks dick! The Mulisha sucks dick!
Nic Daniels: Fact is, the Mulisha is a joke. You know it, I know it, the crowd knows it.
Eric Price: Fine. But what I really want to know, what I really want to understand is why did you turn on me? After all that you and I have been through, why now?
Nic Daniels: Didn’t you hear what I said last week? I told you already, it’s because you’ve gone soft.
Eric Price: Yeah, I heard you say that to the world but that’s just not good enough for me. There has to be more to it than that. And let me state that just for the record, just for the record, I have not gone soft.
Nic Daniels: You can “state for the record” all you want that you haven’t gone soft but you know you have.
Eric Price: That’s a lie and you know it.
Nic Daniels: Eric, I’ve known you how many years, yes you have. Let’s look back at history, I said it before, you were world champion in my company. I trusted you to carry the ball and back then, there was plenty of reason to let you do so. You were always confident and beat the hell out of anyone that got in your way. You never backed down from a challenge and never worried about anything. Not only that but you won most of your matches decisively and without question, you were a top superstar.
Eric Price: And?
Nic Daniels: Well, look at you now. You’re a shell of your former self. You had to come back with others instead of by yourself. You walk around constantly worried about measuring up to the competition, whether you can win. You’re not dominant anymore. You don’t walk around with the same air of confidence, that same hint of arrogance that you used to. For God’s sake man, you used to have the crowd in the palm of your hands and now you struggle for them to pay attention to you. You’ve become what you always feared you would become … an afterthought.
Zach Davis: Eric looks like he’s getting madder and madder at this.
Shannan Lerch: It’s only the truth.
Nic Daniels: You’ve become an afterthought. You are no longer the main event of the show, you are either in the beginning of the show, somewhere lost in the shuffle in the middle or worse yet, you’re in a dark match and not even seen.
Eric gets up out of his chair and grabs the microphone from his desk as he walks over to the couch where Nic is sitting. Nic gets up as both stare at each other.
Zach Davis: Oh boy, this is a powder keg waiting to explode.
Eric: Liar! You’re a liar!
Nic Daniels: The only reason you’re so angry right now is because you know what I’m saying is true. The fact is you’ve fallen from grace and are not “the man” anymore. Come on, you haven’t even had a title shot here in WCF, what the hell’s the matter with you? Your name used to mean something and now, no one cares because you’re a loser.
Crowd: You’re a loser! You’re a loser!
Zach Davis: The crowd’s really on him now.
Shannan Lerch: He looks mad now. It looks like he’s going to address the crowd chants.
Eric Price: You people shut your traps! You know nothing of my life or what I’m going through!
The crowd boos this.
Nic Daniels: Don’t get mad at them bro, this is all on you. You brought yourself to this point. I said it last week, I actually like you but more importantly than that, I respect you. Unlike Tek and STJ, I actually respect you and what you do. You’ve been to the mountaintop and you can get back there but the Mulisha is holding you back. The reason I said you’ve gone soft is because you’ve decided to associate yourself with guys that are doing nothing but holding you back. Do you pity them or something that you stick with them?
Zach Davis: Oh look at this, Eric’s right in Nic’s face.
Eric Price: Shut your mouth! Just shut it Nic! I haven’t gone soft. I don’t know where you get this idea that I’ve somehow lost some of my edge or something but I’m still the same man I was a few years ago. I’m still just as tough, just as willing to fight, just as dominant as I’ve always been. You know it, I know it, they know it, I am still that same man that I’ve always been.
Eric backs off a bit.
Nic Daniels: That’s fine, you can keep on believing that but deep down you know I’m telling you the truth, not what you want to hear but what you need to hear. As long as you stick with the Mulisha, they’ll tell you you’re doing really well and fill you up with all that you want to hear but you’re going to held down. Tek likes to talk but he can’t back it up.
Eric Price: The hell you say, he’s going to kick your ass at Aftermath!
Nic Daniels: You’re kidding right? You know that’s not going to happen. I’m going to beat and humiliate him showing again why the Mulisha is such a joke.
Eric Price: You … I … I …
Shannan Lerch: Look at that, he’s speechless.
Zach Davis: That’s a first.
Nic Daniels: You know I’m right.
Eric Price: Lies! All lies! You simply were afraid of where the Mulisha is going.
Nic Daniels: And where is that Eric, huh? Where is that?
Eric Price: Straight to the top!
Nic Daniels: No, it’s going down the toilet and if you stick with them, that’s where your career will end up. Come on, anyone with eyes can see that. It doesn’t take a genius to see or state the obvious. Don’t delude yourself, you know it! In case you hadn’t noticed, you’re the laughing stock among the boys. You’ve gone from the top to being all washed up.
Eric Price: You need to take it easy!
Nic Daniels: If you still don’t get it, then get this.
Zach Davis: Oh man, Nic just slapped Eric across the face.
Shannan Lerch: Maybe that’ll knock some sense into him!
Zach Davis: Looks like things could explode now as Eric looks absolutely livid now!
Eric turns his mic and grabs it as if he’s about to beat Nic over the head with it.
Shannan Lerch: He’s hesitating! Why is he hesitating?
Zach Davis: Look at Nic though, he’s not moving, he’s not even flinching.
Nic Daniels: It’s just like I thought, you won’t even fight back anymore! You’re pathetic.
The crowd cheers as Nic drops his microphone and begins to leave the ring with Gina and “Blackout” begins to play over the speakers”
Shannan Lerch: What just happened?
Zach Davis: Well, looks like Nic struck a nerve with Eric because he took a slap to the face and did not retaliate.
Shannan Lerch: He was about to though.
Zach Davis: Yeah, but he didn’t. He just stood there. As Nic and Gina head back up the ramp, Eric is just standing there in the ring with the mic.
Eric drops the microphone in the ring and begins walking slowly out of the ring.
Crowd: You’re a loser! You’re a loser!
Eric looks at the crowd and pauses thinking to himself.
Zach Davis: He looks like he’s about to cry.
Shannan Lerch: What a baby, looks like Nic really got to him.
Zach Davis: I don’t know where this is going to go from here. Nic certainly gave Eric a lot to think about here tonight.
Eric continues walking slowly to the back up the ramp looking to be deep in thought.
Shannan Lerch: Definitely a lot more questions than answers after this.
Zach Davis: Well we're back from commercial, and Ryan Elias, Al Envy, and Apathy are all in the ring.... but they certainly don't look like opponents right now. In fact, they look like allies, and they each have a mic.
Apathy: Wrestling Championship Federation! Listen up.
Mixed reaction from the crowd.
Ryan Elias: Your brilliant leader, Seth Lerch, decided to randomly put us three in a Triple Threat. But it is a common known fact that Seth Lerch knows nothing about business... because we ARE The Business.
Al Envy: What did that idiot think? That we were three nobodies, three more random jobbers to come into this fed that he could just throw together for a piss break? NOT US! Which is why we've gotten this match thrown out! It isn't happening!
Apathy: Boo all you want, but The Business stands together! Domestik Disturbance is going to kick ass later tonight, and we three are going to wrestle on Slam next week, together! As a unit! And we will then go on to win the Trios Cup!
With that, the three drop their mics and head to the back.
Shannan Lerch: ...huh. Gotta admit, Seth really fucked up this time.
Zach Davis: Yup.
Zach Davis: Now let's go on to--
Out of the sudden, Anatomy by The Devil Wears Prada is blasted through the entire arena. The crowd starts feeling anticipated.
Shannan Lerch: Wait. Is that--
After the intro of the song is finished, pyro starts blasting out everywhere in the arena. The ramps, the stage, the ring, titantron, everything in the arena. The crowd is excited.
Zach Davis: It's--it's--
Shannan Lerch: It's Joel Hall!
Coming out from backstage is "Xtreme Fear" Joel Hall, holding a microphone. The crowd starts to cheer for his arrival.
Shannan Lerch: A month ago, Joel Hall was injured sufferably after his encounter with his nemesis El Mideo Extremo.
Zach Davis: But now the "El Mideo" ordeal is over, he's made a surprise appearance on Slam instead of Aftermath.
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.
Joel Hall: Hello, once again Pennsylvania!
The crowd cheers louder.
Joel Hall: It sound like it's gonna be a fantastic show, right?
Crowd: HELL, YEAH!!!
Joel Hall: Well, alright. Let me tell you a little story about tonight. For weeks, there were rumors that have been escalating on whether I would make surprise appearances on a PPV show. But that would be too predictable. So I thought, why not on a regular show? I mean, there's nothing special coming up soon except XIII and Aftermath.
Joel Hall: There are too many issues that have crossed my mind. Like XIII. I mean, what's the deal with the title of the PPV? Does Corey Black want to display 13 pathetic matches in one night? I mean, who would want to watch something boring like that?
Joel Hall: And tonight. Why would this great crowd want to see a boring show? I mean, look at the first match. Those 3 jabronis can't wrestle for shit. I've seen babies rattle it out in their crib.
Joel Hall: Then the Trios Cup. Is Seth trying to make everyone champions? I think...
Suddenly, he grins.
Joel Hall:...that is an excellent idea. For once, he did something right. If 3 champions who share the titles lose it, they might start conflict. And chaos will be restored.
Joel Hall: But the Internet title? Bitch please! I thought that zombies were too stupid to use technology, yet he holds the title. Super FPV? Pfft. I think he's Super Retarded.
Joel Hall: Now, the Hardcore title. C'mon. There isn't any violence if I'm in that match. But that's between two sadistic fucks.
Joel Hall: The People's Title. Now that's where, the people comes in. I thought that it's the people that own the title. But why is it in the wrong hands of a psychotic clown? That's total cancer to the people!
Joel Hall: And the World title? The World is in chaos if Jonny Fly's holding it. And with that, I salute him for it. That's all.
Before he leaves, Divider by Cry Mascara is blasted through the arena. Souta "Kato" Maeda comes out.
Souta Kato: Hey, we still have a score to settle, remember?
Joel Hall: I have a score to settle with El Mideo, not you.
Souta Kato: But the crowd wants to see who actually won since our last transaction. You and I, at Aftermath!
Joel Hall: Why? So that you can get your ass kicked again? Just like you got from Kira Sakazaki?
Souta Kato flips the bird at him. Joel Hall scoffs.
Joel Hall: If that's what you want, I'll accept it. At Aftermath, it's gonna be a short match as I'll have him face down on the mat.
Joel Hall's music is blasted through the arena as both men trade looks.
Zach Davis: We’re getting ready to see the Weed Homies take on Domestik Disturbance.
"Homies" by ICP starts playing as flashes of green fly across the entrance and out step Bo and Bong the Weed Homies. They pass a doobie between themselves as they walk towards the ring. When they reach the ring they pull Bud Light Lime beers out of their back pockets and shotgun them before sliding into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: I don’t get it. They’re pot heads, but they drink Bud Light Lime? I’m a woman and even I know that lime flavoring shouldn’t be put in a beer.
A man's voice echoes throughout the arena... "Attention we have a code 273 in progress! The subjects are considered armed and extremely dangerous. Proceed with extreme caution! Lewd behavior and Graphic Language is soon to follow. Be advised to keep your women and children hidden away and take the ass kicking you have coming to you!" With that, blue lighting comes up as the arena is turned into a sea of black and blue. 'Indestructible' by Disturbed plays as Johnny Stylez and Hunter Valentyne walk with a purpose to the crowd's loud booing and trash throwing. The two men climb into the ring and stand on the second rope to give their trademark smoking gesture, then hop down and turn to face their opponents.
Shannan Lerch: We saw the other three members of The Business in action just a moment ago, and now we’ll see how Johnny Stylez and Hunter Valentyne fare.
Bong and Stylez exit the ring and take a spot on apron.
Zach Davis: We’re about to get underway!
The bell is rung and the contest begins. Stoned takes off on a dead sprint toward Hunter, but Hunter quickly moves out of the way and Stoned runs headfirst into the turnbuckle. Hunter walks over and picks up Stoned and moves him into his corner. Hunter tags in Johnny Stylez and the two team up to land a combination of punches and kicks to Stoned’s mid-section.
Zach Davis: Great teamwork by these newcomers.
Shannan Lerch: Otherwise known as blatant cheating, but hey…
Johnny grabs Stoned and brings him out of the corner. He delivers a snap suplex, and then spins around on the mat locking in a choke hold. Bong comes running into the ring and tackles Stylez off Bo Stoned. Hunter races back into the ring but Bong is quickly to his feet and slides out of the ring. The referee forces Hunter back to his corner as Stoned gets back to his feet.
Bo Stoned grabs Stylez, picks him up, and then whips him against the ropes. He takes him to the mat with a hip toss and then follows it up with a leg drop. Stoned goes to his corner and hops to the top rope. He turns himself around and flips off backwards…
Zach Davis: He’s going for the ‘Doobie Time!’
Shannan Lerch: HE MISSED!
Stylez rolls out of the way just in time. He quickly gets back to his feet as Stoned rolls around on the mat in pain. Johnny brings Stoned up and lifts him over his shoulders and powerbombs him to the mat. He goes for the cover.
Zach Davis: Pinfall attempt here…
Bo Stoned kicks out!
Shannan Lerch: Weed Homies aren’t done yet.
Johnny Stylez and Bo Stoned both rise to their feet. Stoned hits Styles with a right hand and Stylez responds with a bitch slap. Then another. Then another. He swings Stoned off the ropes and levels him with a super kick. Stylez looks down at Stoned, smiles, and walks to his corner to tag in Hunter Valentyne.
Zach Davis: Bo Stoned is reeling, and the fresh man Hunter Valentyne is in the ring. This doesn’t look good.
Stoned slowly rises back to his feet as Hunter begins to stalk him. As Stoned finally stands Hunter springs to action attempting a clothesline, which is ducked by Stoned. Stoned immediately runs over to his corner and tags in Bong. Bong quickly nails Hunter with a DDT, then launches himself off the ropes and executes a baseball slide into Bong’s skull. Bong hops to the top rope, flies off, and lands a frog splash.
Shannan Lerch: What a series of maneuvers by Bong!
Zach Davis: What the hell kind of name is that, anyway?
Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Zach, he’s going for the cover!
Hunter kicks out well before the three-count.
Valentyne shakes out the cobwebs and rises back to his feet. Bong does the same, and the two tie up. Bong gains the advantage with a side headlock and bounces himself off the ropes, still holding Hunter, and lands a running bulldog. Bong gets back to his feet and goes to tag in Bo Stoned, but Valentyne who is still on the mat, trips him and quickly grabs puts him in an ankle lock!
Shannan Lerch: Look at this! From out of nowhere, Hunter Valentyne with the ankle lock!
Bong screams out in pain and Bo Stoned runs into the ring. Stoned pulls Hunter off of Valentyne but gets no further as he is destroyed by the ‘Curtain Jerker’ from Johnny Stylez. Stylez slides out of the ring leaving Hunter Valentyne to pick up Bo Stoned and hit him with the ‘Valentyme.’ Hunter hooks the leg for the cover.
Zach Davis: Well that was a fun match!
Shannan Lerch: It’s not over yet Zach……oh, who am I kidding?
Hunter Valentyne and Johnny Stylez stand in the ring as the referee raises their hand in victory.
Zach Davis: Impressive performance tonight by Domestik Disturbance.
Shannan Lerch: Well, Zach, they certainly took care of ‘business’ today.
Zach Davis: The tag-team division here in the WCF is really beginning to heat up.
Valentine and Styles leave. Slowly, the Weed Homies get to their feet. They begin yelling at the fans when the lights go out and the jumbotron reads..
and "The Devil's Own" by Five Finger Death Punch starts playing. The ring turns red and flyers on red paper fall from the ceiling with "Parental Advisory" written on them in black. The Weed Homies high five each other as two red t-shirts with "Parental Advisory" fall from up above and they put them on.
Fans: We Want Adam! We Want Adam!
The Weed Homies exit the ring as the crowd keeps chanting.
Backstage, the cameras catch a glimpse of Famine of the Vile. Famine is walking down the hall when a security guard spots him.
Guard: HEY! You're not supposed to--
Famine knocks the security guard out with one punch and then keeps walking as the scene heads back to the arena.
Longhorn starts playing on the arena speakers. Gold lights will start flashing as the music starts and as soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight will shine on him as he makes his way to the ring at a jovial pace as he goes to each side of the audience and slaps hands with them. He steps in the ring using the steps and walks into the ring as he stands in the center of it looking around at the audience, pointing to the audience as he walks to a corner in the ring and smiles at the audience.
The lights go out and then on the screen you see a hand that is holding five fingers up and every second that goes past and finger goes down till one and the one second finger is the middle finger. Then Hollywood Undead's Tear It up plays and the camera goes to the stage there is a figure standing there. They put a spot light to the figure stands and it shows a man wearing long black basketball shorts and wearing a black pair of DC shoes and wearing a black and white LA dodger hat with a water bottle in hand. This man comes walking down the ramp as he drinks from the water bottle and bopping his head to the song and in his other hand has a black baseball bat, and has he starts comes to the ring the screen goes from color to black and white and when tek gets in the ring the screen goes back to color and black smoke falls from the roof.
Shannan Lerch: Here we have representatives of Mulisha, still trying to make a name for themselves here in WCF.
"A Gorey Demise" by Creature Feature hits the PA. Jack walks out to the entrance ramp. He looks around at the fans, with a sadistic smile on his face. He then seems to talk to several people near him who either aren't there or can't be seen, and then runs into the ring. Once in the ring, he again talks to the people who aren't there, or can't be seen, and waits for the bell.
“I Know” by David Lynch plays on the sound system. Gein Spector walks out slowly, eyes to the ground; ignoring comments being shouted from the crowd. He reaches the end of the ramp then raises his fists up in the air and yells “No Survivors.” Boos rise from the crowd. Gein runs into the ring, jumps on to a turn buckle and trash talks the audience. He jumps off, walks to the opposite turnbuckle and lifts his fists in the air.
Zach Davis: I have to say that Gein Spector and Jack Slash are an odd combination. What was your brother thinking?
Spector tells Slash he wants to start first and Tek tells Eric Price the same. The referee signals for the bell to begin this tag team matchup. Spector and Tek circle each other for a couple of seconds and then meet in the middle with a collar and elbow tie up. Tek pushes Spector against the ropes and shoots him across the ring. Spector bounces off and Tek turns sideways and hip tosses Spector to the mat. Spector bounces right back up and the two men tie up in the center of the ring again. Tek once more irish whips Spector. Spector bounces off the ropes, ducks a clothesline attempt. As he bounces off the opposite ropes, Tek turns around into a forearm, flooring the Mulisha member.
Spector barely gives Tek time to get back up and he grabs his arm and attempts a suplex. Tek blocks the suplex attempt by putting his foot behind Spector’s. Spector tries again but the suplex is blocked a second time. Tek reverses and puts Spector down with a suplex of his own. Tek walks over and tags in Eric Price. Tek picks up Spector and holds his arm up and Eric nails a right to Spector’s ribs. Eric irish whips Gein Spector and catches him with a beautiful body slam in the center of the ring. He barely gives Spector time to breathe as he locks in a headlock on the mat. Spector slowly gets to his feet, with Eric’s arms still locked around his head. He pushes against the nearby ropes and sends Eric Price to the other side. Price returns and gets a set of feet to his face in the form of a dropkick from Gein Spector. Price bounces up and receives another dropkick from Spector. Price jumps up a third time and is cut down by a clothesline from Gein. Price is irish-whipped into Gein’s corner. Gein runs in and delivers a big knee to the midsection of Price in the corner. Gein reaches for Jack Slash who tags himself in. Jack climbs into the ring and joins Gein Spector in stomping a mudhole in Eric Price in the corner as Tek looks on.
The referee tries to talk Gein into leaving the ring, but he grabs Eric along with Slash and they irish whip him across the ring. They go for a double clothesline but Eric ducks it. He bounces off and looks like he’s going for one of his own, but Slash and Spector both kick him in the gut and hit a big double suplex on Mulisha member, Eric Price. Gein finally walks back to his corner as Slash smirks at Tek on the apron. Jack Slash picks up Eric Price and puts him down with a gutwrench suplex. Slash covers Eric Price for the first pin attempt in the match.
1…2.kick out. Slash barely even made the two count before Eric Price kicks out.
Tek stomps on the apron trying to get the crowd to rally behind Mulisha. Eric Price is DDT’d to the mat by Jack Slash. Slash irish whips Price back into his corner again and Gein Spector starts hitting away at Price and Tek yells at the referee to do something. Gein nails Price with one more fist staggering him away from his corner. Price uses the momentum to stumble towards his own corner, but Jack Slash jumps in from behind and takes Price down in the center of the ring with a bulldog. Slash is back up and talks more trash to Tek who tries to come into the ring. The referee stops him from doing so.
Zach Davis: Mulisha seem to be having trouble with Jack Slash and Gein Spector. These two are firmly in control of this match right now.
Slash picks up Price and irish whips him across the ring. Slash goes for a clothesline, but Eric Price barely manages to duck the attempt, bounces off the opposite ropes and goes for a kick to the midsection of Slash. Jack is too quick and grabs his foot shaking his head no. Price shrugs and jumps up and kicks Jack in the back of the head with a big enziguri. The crowd starts cheering Price on as he makes his way across the ring. Gein waits until the ref isn’t looking in his direction and climbs into the ring real quick. He runs over and grabs Eric’s foot just as he’s within reach of Tek. Tek swings his arm but just misses Price’s hand as he gets pulled across the ring. The referee starts yelling at Gein Spector who smirks and climbs back out onto the apron. Jack is back up and rubbing the back of his head. He looks over and sees Eric slowly getting up and Jack stalks his opponent, watching him get up across the ring.
Jack runs across and attempts a huge spear in the corner, but Eric moves out of the way just in time and Jack hits the steel post shoulder first. The crowd OOOHS in response. Jack stands up and staggers around and is floored by a huge inverted DDT from out of nowhere by Eric Price. Both men are laying on the mat. Eric Price starts making his way to Tek and Jack does the same towards Gein. Gein climbs into the ring again to stop Price from getting back to his corner, but the referee sees him this time and stops him in the middle of the ring. Tek is in the ring as well, shoves the referee to the side and blasts Gein with a huge Flying Skytwister Face Kick flooring him. Tek runs back to his corner and climbs back out onto the apron. Price finally makes it and officialy tags Tek into the match. Tek jumps in amped up. Jack Slash makes it to his corner but realizes Spector isn’t there. Spector is slowly getting up.
Tek runs at him and puts him down again with Blood Out. He kicks him and rolls him out of the ring. Jack Slash runs at Tek for a clothesline attempt but Tek kicks him in the gut instead and hits the Pipebomb! He goes for the cover.
1…2…kick out by Jack Slash. Tek runs across the ring, bounces off the ropes with a huge crossbody block. He stands up and hits a standing 450 splash onto Jack Slash and pins him again before he realizes what’s going on.
1…2..kick out again by Jack Slash. Spector is up on the apron and looks like he’s about to get in when Tek turns out of nowhere and superkicks him back off the apron again! Jack Slash is up and starts trading rights and lefts with Tek who pushes him against the ropes and tags in Eric Price.
Zach Davis: What a match this has been!
Tek throws Slash to the ropes and Price hits him with the Ca$h Flow!
Shannan Lerch: This could be it!
Price pins Slash, hooking the leg.
Zach Davis: Mulisha picks up the win!
Slash rolls out of the ring, holding his neck in pain.
Shannan Lerch: He may be seriously hurt here..
Tek and Price high five in the ring as Gein Spector walks out, angry at Slash for the loss.
Hail to the Chief plays over the P.A. as the smiling face of Blake Updegraff IV struts out onto the entrance ramp. In his hands is a large, metal briefcase. He walks slowly down to the ring to the chorus of booing fans. As he climbs into the ring, he grabs a microphone, and sets the briefcase at his feet.
Blake Updegraff IV: I apologize to the fans in attendance, but Benjamin Atreyu could not accompany me out here right now, as he is in the back preparing for the unlikely event that Ayria Adams shows up for their match. You see, I am about to make Aryia a very lucrative offer, but I would like her to be out here, so Ayria, if you are in the building tonight, please come down and at least hear what I have to say.
Blake waits for a moment or two, then “No Duh” begins to play. Ayria walks out to a large pop from the fans. Blake feigns surprise as the young woman climbs into the ring. As the timekeeper goes to hand Ayria a microphone, Blake grabs it, and tosses it back outside the ring.
Blake Updegraff IV: You’re not gonna need that honey, shut up and listen.
The crowd begins to scream for Blake’s head as he lifts the briefcase from the canvas. Ayria rolls her eyes, and crosses her arms, glaring at Blake.
Blake Updegraff IV: Now, Ayria as a woman, you can’t honestly tell me that you think you can beat Benjamin Atreyu tonight. You know you’re going to lose… I know you’re going to lose… and these fans know you’re going to lose. It’s not your fault, it’s just nature. So, here is what I am offering. You leave, don’t even bother showing up. Save yourself the embarrassment, and save Benjamin Atreyu the time, and I will hand you this briefcase. Inside is twenty-five thousand dollars. You could go out, get yourself a nice dress. Hell, you got a nice set, you could probably even find a nice guy like me who’ll take care of you.
Ayria looks back and forth to the fans, as they all scream for her to refuse. Suddenly, she reels back and sends her shin bone into a violent collision with Blake’s groin. The crowd shouts their approval as Blake crumples to the ground, grabs his briefcase, and bails out of the ring.
Ayria Adams: You tell Benji to bring his best tonight. I’m gonna make his wish HE hadn’t shown up.
The crowd pops as Ayria’s music begins to play.
The lights Dim and More Human Than Human By White Zombie Hits and The lights start moving through the crowd Flashing Red and Green Gina Caldwell then Walks Out With Her Hands in the Air Looking really full of herself she then Chuckles at the Boos and Walks down into the ring and Slides in and Gets on the top Rope and Yells at the fans as she raises her arms.
Zach Davis: Here is Gina Caldwell! She's injured and has announced this will be her last match.
Chance! By UVERworld hits…..
Kyle Steel: Introducing from Akihabara, Japan accompanied by Haruna Sakazaki, weighing in at 199 lbs. Kira Sakazaki!!!
Kira comes to the arena and walking as usual. Haruna walk behind Kira while she playing with some bird feather. in the middle of ramp he do his signature greeting. Kira enter the ring while Haruna waits on the ringside. Kira climb 2nd TB and do the raise hand taunt.
Shannan Lerch: Aanndd Kira Sakazaki. Here we go!
Kira attempts to grapple with Gina but she dodge it and hit a chop block on the back of his knee. Kira falls onto one knee while Gina bounces forward hits a handspring elbow smash on Kira.
Zach Davis: Ouch! Stiff smash.
Kira staggers back and Gina hits another Handspring smash and this time bounces off a third time for a clothesline. Gina taunts the crowd having knocked down Kira but as she turns to see the other side of the area sees that Kira is standing right in front of her. The crowd cheers for Kira to strike and they get what they asked for when Kira begins to nail Gina with multiple punches, getting her back to the ropes and bouncing her off to meet him for a backdrop but Gina jumps over him and catches him in a sunset flip pin which only gets a two count! Kira snarls as he gets up starting to get annoyed by her speed and comebacks but then grabs her and hits the Step-up Enzuigiri!
Shannan Lerch: And another stiff move! But Kira is getting back into it!
Kira rallies the crowd as he grabs Gina’s legs and starts to lock in the Leg Lock submission maneuver. Gina attempts to stop him from locking in the hold, struggling to break free and then manages to kick Kira in the face and sends him back. Gina, in desperation, jumps and hits a high flying enzuguiri and then a quick dropkick to the knee to send Kira to the ground. Gina then hits a standing splash on Kira and rolls him over to the corner. With momentum building, Gina gets up on the top rope and attempts to hits a Moonsault. She dives but only to meet Kira’s knees! Gina rolls around the ground clutching at her stomach. Both wrestlers are down!
Zach Davis: Its anyones match here..
Slowly both get to their feet and begin brawling.. out of nowhere Kira hits the Gakuran Kick!
Shannan Lerch: There it is!
Gina bounces back, Kira runs and follows up with the Gakuran Punch too!
Zach Davis: Holy crap!
Gina goes down and Kira quickly pins him.
Shannan Lerch: Kira gets the win!
Zach Davis: Against an injured opponent, but a win nonetheless.
Kira rolls out after getting his arm raised in victory. Nic Daniels meets Gina Caldwell in the ring and helps her up.. the crowd gives them a standing ovation.
Shannan Lerch: Great match, Gina, you will be missed!
Jam Willy Jesus is seen walking backstage in one of the hallways of the arena. Willy looks different from the last time that we saw him. He's shaved his beard and his hair has been died a deep red and tied into a ponytail. His clothing is the typical Jam Willy garb: tattered blue jeans, an OverKill band T-shirt, a beaded necklace and pair of black combat boots. He's also carrying some items with him, namely an easel, a poster board and a gas can. As Jam Willy walks at a brisk pace down the hallway, Hank Brown approaches Willy with microphone in hand and cameraman in tow.
Hank Brown: Willy! Willy! Can I get a word with you about your match with Chad Evans at XIII?
Jam Willy, appearing bemused by the intrusion, suddenly stops dead in his tracks.
Jam Willy Jesus: Fuck you say to me, boy?
Hank furrows his brow.
Hank Brown: Willy, it's me... your old buddy -- Hank the Tank!
Jam Willy Jesus: Oh, hey... Hank! Didn't recognize you at first. Have you lost weight?
Hank smiles and pats his belly proudly.
Hank Brown: Well yes, actually! I've been using Sugar Busters!
Jam Willy smiles at his old friend and then nods his head.
Jam Willy Jesus: That's great, man. Hey, Hank?
Hank raises his head.
Hank Brown: Yes, Willy?
Jam Willy Jesus: Happy Easter, mu'fucka! Jesus walks!
Jam Willy drops Hank with a perfectly executed roundhouse kick, not dropping any of his items as he does so, and then returns to his stride down the hallway.
The camera follows as Jam Willy makes his way out to the parking lot.
Jam Willy Jesus: So that asshole Evans thinks he can challenge ol' Jam Willy, does he? Thinks he can make an example out of the Mad Man from the Badlands in his big comeback match at XIII? Here's what I think of your phony anarchist ass, Chad Dogg!
Jam Willy sets up the easel and places the poster board upright onto it. On the poster board is the image of Chad Evans striking a fierce kung fu pose while the WCF World Championship belt adorns his shoulder. Willy quickly douses the vile image with gasoline.
Jam Willy Jesus: Hahaha! Burn, mu'fucka, burn!
Willy flicks a match and tosses it onto the poster board, instantly setting it and the easel aflame. Within moments the poster board and the easel have disintegrated into a pile of melted goo on the ground. All that remains is a final chunk of untarnished poster board, the image of Chad Dogg's sneering face.
Jam Willy Jesus: Ahh, and now for the grand finale... a wee bit of Jesus Juice!
Our focus turns to Jam Willy's face and that psychotic, menacing smile that rests so comfortably upon it as we hear the sound of a zipper being unzipped, followed by what sounds like water trickling... only it's not water. Jam Willy lets out a pleasured sigh as the trickling continues.
Jam Willy Jesus: Ohhhhh yeaaaah that feels good. Damn, Chad... now I know how you got that piss blond hair of yours! Hahahahaha!
After a few more moments, the trickling sound finally ceases, followed by the sound of a dick being shaken dry and a zipper being zipped up. Our view pans down to the ground and we see the image of Chad Evans once again... only this time it's covered in a puddle of Jam Willy's urine.
Zach Davis: I am excited for our next matchup! Benjamin Atreyu who comes off of an impressive victory last week has been given an opportunity here with a shot at the number one contenders spot to the Television Championship. All he has to do? Get through a TOUGH Ayria Adams.
Shannan Lerch: That's easier said than done. People have quickly learned not to underestimate this woman despite the small stature. Ayria Adams has proven herself to be a very talented individual and I expect that to keep up.
Zach Davis: Both of them with a HUGE opportunity here tonight. Now we take it to Kyle Steel who is waiting in the ring!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the number one contendership to the WCF Television Championship!!!
"Ecstasy of Gold" by Ennio Morricone plays on the sound system. The intricate melodies sweeping over the arena. Benjamin Atreyu pushes pass the curtains, Blake Updegraff IV following right behind him, stepping out onto the entrance ramp. Blake Updegraff points at Benjamin, presenting him to the booing crowd.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, Accompanied to the ring by the C.E.O. of "Future Gods Incorporated" Blake Updegraff IV, weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds, self-proclaimed "God Given Greatness" BENJAMIN ATREYU!!!
However, considering his tiny opponent, and perhaps as a gesture of arrogance, or even pity, Atreyu decides that Mr. Updegraff IV didn't need to remain at ringside. Showing further confidence that he has this one in the bag. He slides into the ring as his manager turns around, walking to the back at Benjamin's request. Benjamin Atreyu jumps to his feet. He walks to the center of the ring, his manager raising his fist in the air, as if announcing his victory was assured before the match even began. The crowd erupts in boos he steps back into his corner.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent....from Anchorage, Alaska weighing in at exactly 100 pounds....."The Awesomeness" AYRIA ADAMS!!!
The vocals of Ayria Adams's No Duh serenade over the P.A. system as The Awesomeness herself makes her way out from behind the curtains. The moment she emerges, the crowd erupts in rage induced fury, throwing their perishables in her general direction. Security tries extra hard to hold back the crowd as some brave souls lean over the railing to give Ayria an earful. Adams spreads her arms spread eagle-like with a facial expression that oozes confidence and awesomeness as she says to the camera, "They love me, they really really love me."
Gingerly making her way down to the ring with her Alaskan swag, she takes time to talk trash with some of the occupants in the front row. A select few loyal fans pay credence to Ayria's Awesomeness, but she ignores them all the same. As usual someone reaches out to touch her but she evades their glancing touch and stares them down before continuing her trot to the squared circle. Upon arrival she slides into the ring, prances around in her best Muhammad Ali impression before spinning around three times with her arms out stretched before dropping down to one knee and flexing.
The people usually detested her, the little kids booed at the to top of their tiny lungs. Adults threw up their middle fingers as the juvenile ones simply gave her a thumbs down. It was going to be a hard call in this one. But eventually the crowd would have to choose between one of the two despised persons. As the music died down Ayria jumps up on the turnbuckles to face the crowd, taunting them to elevate their hate.
Zach Davis: And this one is set to get under way!
Ayria and Atreyu get nose to chest, Their eyes are deadlocked and they both look ready to explode. The ref orders them to their corners and calls for the bell. As the bell rings the two charge one another, Adams goes for a baseball slide into the larger Atreyu's knee but the Future God is quick and hops up over her as Ayria quickly springs up herself. Benjamin goes to grab her only to be caught with a spinning kick to the gut, followed by a European uppercut. Atreyu is stunned, Adams grabs him tightly and delivers a nicely executed suplex that sends him CRASHING into the mat.
Zach Davis: Ayria Adams wasting no time! This is one of the reasons she has been successful as of late. She wants to make a name for herself and tonight is definitely the night to do it!
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, well look again! Atreyu is no slouch. He has the same opportunity and has no plans of letting Adams ruin his time to shine!
As Ayria adroitly hops up she turns around only to see Atreyu stand up and glare at her as if the suplex had almost no effect on him and the crowd boos.
Zach Davis: Ayria not deterred by Benji's arrogance.
Ayria rushes the Future Gods Inc member quickly and delivers a nice tackle, taking Atreyu off his feet, She lands a right hand to the face but as she goes for another one, he grabs her head and pulls it down to his waist, his legs wrap around her head as he begins to lock in a triangle hold and the crowd boos like crazy.
Zach Davis: This is going to be a tough night for Atreyu as Adams is a tough competitor. Though I hope he holds her there for a while. I love the view.
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu coming off of his first victory last week and he intends to keep that going. Of course, Ayria also has been on a roll as of late. One that has obviously gotten her noticed.
But Adams, seeing this wiggles her way free and flips over locking in an armlock submission on Benjamin, who uses his strength and lifts up his 100 pound opponent and slams her to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: And look at that. Power pure and simple!
Zach Davis: Wait, but look at this!
Ayria gets back to her feet. The slam shaking her up a bit, but the adrenaline keeps her going. Atreyu wastes no time as he moves in at Adams. She delivers a kick to the gut that doubles Benjamin over. She follows up by grabbing him for an Irish whip, but it's reversed. Atreyu grabs her and whips her into the ropes as she comes off he catches her and lifts her up into a military press, does one, two, three shoulder presses and drops her to the mat like a sack of potatoes as she lands down hard. Ayria slowly gets up only to be caught by a bicycle kick to the face, sending her flying into the corner. Benjamin rushes her with a running lariat, but she dodges and he hits nothing but turnbuckle shaking the ring and shaking himself up in the process.
As Atreyu spins around from the impact, he is caught by a jumping neck-breaker from the smaller Adams, he rolls back up to his feet up only to be hit in the face by a Somersault Axe Kick, Benji is stunned as Adams delivers a kick that is almost a low blow, perhaps unintentionally. She is warned by the ref. Ayria follows up with a double underhook DDT. She goes for the cover and the ref is down in position for the count.
Atreyu kicks out with authority, launching Adams up off of him. But she stays on the offensive and before he can get himself to his feet she sends a VICIOUS kick into his chest. Benji rolls to his side, shaking off the cobwebs.
Zach Davis: Atreyu able to kick out, and Adams is still on the offensive!
Shannan Lerch: She knows how to wear someone down, and most importantly to keep the offensive pace going.
Zach Davis: Benjamin Atreyu is no slouch either, Shannan!
Shannan Lerch: Oh absolutely not. This IS a Television Title Contendership match for a reason.
Ayria moves in, giving Atreyu no time to regain himself. She grabs his arms and pulls them back, placing her foot on the back of his head and she SHOVES his face and jaw into the canvas.
Zach Davis: Curb Stomp!!!
Shannan Lerch: Benji is clearly dazed! I don't think he was expecting her to put the fight to him like this!!
Benjamin struggles to his feet and Adams is there on the attack as she charges him. Though Atreyu catches her, hugs her tightly, connects with a head butt and unleashes an overhead belly to belly suplex, sending the smaller Ayria through the air and down to the mat.
Zach Davis: Back and forth action. Both competitors giving it their all. Adams wants to put herself into TV Title Contention.
Shannan Lerch: And Benjamin Atreyu wants to keep her out of it!
Back in the ring, Atreyu follows up his suplex as he whips Adams into the ropes and connects with a tilt a whirl back breaker, She is down and Benji grins confidently.
Shannan Lerch: Benji has the size and power advantage. This is where he can take advantage.
Zach Davis: Size doesn't always matter, Shannan. Ayria has proven capable of holding her own against larger competitors.
Atreyu picks up the slightly dazed Adams, lifts her up and places her on the top turnbuckle, he climbs up with her and looks out to the crowd as they boo loudly. Ayria punches Benji in the face, but he retaliates and Ayria is stunned but not as much as Atreyu thinks as she grabs his head and judo tosses him out of the ring from the turnbuckle as Benjamin flies through the air and hits the cement floor hard. Adams quickly spins around points to the crowd and hits a flying elbow drop on Atreyu, WHAM. Both are down now and after some time, Ayria is the first to her feet. Atreyu climbs back to his feet and he rushes at her, but she catches him unexpectedly with a drop toehold and he falls down FACE FIRST into the ring steps. His head is now BUSTED open!!!
Zach Davis: Oooh! This one takes a turn for the worst. I don't think Adams intended on using the ring steps. She just reacted out of instinct.
Shannan Lerch: You really can't tell with Ayria Adams. That may have indeed been purposely done.
Ayria rolls him into the ring and quickly follows him in as he stands up, she delivers a HARD kick to his gut. He doubles over and she rolls over him with a sunset flip, executing it nicely on the larger Benjamin Atreyu, count….
Zach Davis: No! Atreyu kicks out!!
Shannan Lerch: What a close call!
Atreyu makes it to his feet. Ayria focuses on the bloody mess that is his face, and she starts nailing HARD punches at him, further spilling his blood as she nails the wound. She jumped around, hooking his arms for perhaps a crucifix pin or octopus stretch, but Benji is able to steady his balance and he drops her down HARD with a Samoan drop. He stays on her, picking her up and takes her down with a thunderous POWERSLAM. Atreyu arrogantly flexes and the crowd starts BOOING like MAD. Adams, gets up and surprises him with a schoolboy roll up. Ref gets into position.
Benjamin rolls out of it and quickly back to his feet. As Adams gets to hers, he is there with a forearm smash that sends her back down.
Shannan Lerch: That was a close one!
Zach Davis: You can't be showboating when you're in the ring with someone as crafty as Ayria Adams!
Shannan Lerch: I agree with that, she has proven it a few times now.
Zach Davis: So far no one has a clear cut advantage. This can go either way. What a contest for both of them!
Adams quickly gets back to her feet and rushes Atreyu who sends her up and over with a back body drop...she flies over the top rope and hits the FLOOR on the outside!!!! The crowd is going BONKERS! Cheering, Booing...just getting deeply into it all.
Zach Davis: Ayria down and out of it. Benji Looking to capitalize.
Shannan Lerch: What is he doing? Oh no.....
Ayria pulls herself up using the guardrail and as she turns around, Atreyu comes FLYING at her with a Diving Shoulder Block THROUGH THE ROPES and to the OUTSIDE that fully connects!!! She goes back down and CRASHES into the guardrail. Benji gets back to his feet, hoisting Adams up with a military press and tosses her back into the ring over the middle rope. He hops up onto the apron and slingshots himself over the top rope with a legdrop. He goes for the cover. Ref in position.
Kick out, Ayria kicks out, as Atreyu looks at the ref and smiles a bit.
Shannan Lerch: Too close, come on Benji stop playing with this chick and finish her!!
Atreyu looks at the crowd, grinning he moves about eight paces toward Ayria and rotates his arms looking to end this. Adams is up, Atreyu launches at her but as he comes to her, she does a forward roll as the Future Gods Inc member hits air. He spins around only to be caught by a jumping neckbreaker. Adams is staring down at him like a Lion. She has her eyes locked on him. He gets to one knee, shaking off the cobwebs again and as he does get back to his feet he is met by the Egg Scrambler! Atreyu is sent CRASHING into the mat and looks to be out. Adams makes the cover. Ref gets into position.
NO! Atreyu manages to kick out and the crowd is booing like never before!
Shannan Lerch: That was damn close!
Zach Davis: This goes to show you how important this match up is. They both want this opportunity. They are giving it their all and leaving nothing behind!
Adams glares at the ref who shrugs in shock. She returns to the assault on Atreyu and starts pounding away at his face. Fist after fist she sends at him, further battering his open wound. She sends another hard fist and it is CAUGHT by Benji. He forces her back and gets himself to his feet, spinning belly to belly SLAM!! And the smaller Adams is down.The wind is knocked out of her, but Benji is barely able to move himself after the vicious assault he endured. He pulls himself to his feet, woozily, and he is teetering with his balance. Ayria gets to her feet and tries a high kick to the face, but Atreyu ducks it and she spins completely around. Benji whips her into the ropes, she come back on the return with a flying cross body and he catches her. It isn't long before he hoists her up into a burning hammer position. He wastes little time before he drops her down WHAM, with Requiem in D Minor!
Shannan Lerch: He nailed it!! And he got ALL OF IT!!
Zach Davis: Adams is in a lot of trouble right now! It could be over right here!
The crowd is on the edge of their seats as Atreyu makes the cover. Ref gets into position.
Shannan Lerch: It's academic here!
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner....BENJAMIN ATREYU!!!!!
Zach Davis: What a match! Both of these two giving it everything they had. In the end, Benjamin Atreyu was able to come away with the victory. And will find himself entitled to a future opportunity at the Television Championship.
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu talked a big game all week, and he backed it up when it counted the most.
Our cameras give a panoramic view of the ring as Atreyu stands on the ropes, gloating over his victory as we fade to, the back...or wherever it is our cameras are going to cut to.
Our cameras cut backstage to the office of Seth Lerch. We watch as a hand turns the doorknob to the room and pushes the door open. Inside, Lerch stands from his desk and doesn't look very pleased.
Seth Lerch: Don't you know how to knock?
We pan back to see Sarah Twilight, a coy smirk upon her face as she enters the room.
Sarah Twilight: Calm down. I am only here for business.
Seth still looks agitated.
Seth Lerch: What do you want?
Sarah Twilight: I just need you to sign this....to make it official for XIII. My guest referee spot?
Sarah offers up some paperwork that appear to be a contract. Lerch glances at it and then looks back up at her.
Seth Lerch: Why should I even bother? The ToT are going to manhandle both you AND Fly later on.
Sarah Twilight: Well for starters...I know you've had some...well some recent 'issues' with Fly. It's already going to happen Seth. We just need to make it official. I can help you with your problems and you know that.
Seth folds his arms, still not looking very happy.
Seth Lerch: I don't see how you can help me sweetheart. Between Fly, Price and YOU, a woman...I don't exactly jump for joy thinking of having ANY of you representing my company as champion.
He shakes his head in disgust as he scribbles his name onto the paperwork, quickly handing them back to Twilight.
Seth Lerch: But whatever. Here, just get the hell out of my office!
Sarah Twilight: Thank you, Mr. Lerch.
She smirks once more as she leaves the office, looking down at the paperwork to see Seth's signature. Her eyes gleam with a mischievous sparkle. We cut back to ringside.
Zach Davis: What was that about?
Shannan Lerch: I'm not sure, but I doubt it has anything to do with XIII.
The lights go down as PowerGlove’s cover of the X-Men theme song hits the P.A system. Blue and Gold lights blink on the rampway as the song picks up and Erin Archer’s silhouette appears onstage. Once the main theme hits the lights go up and Erin runs across the ramp and jumps up in the air and lands on the walkway. She then runs down the walkway and slides into the ring. She gets on the top turnbuckle and throw up a piece sign before hopping off the turnbuckle and into the middle of the ring.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first... weighing in at one hundred seven pounds... ERIN ARCHER!
Zach Davis: Well this should be an interesting match-up to say the least, Shannan. This young lady seems to be quite a firecracker.
Shannan Lerch: If by that you mean a potential bust, then I'd have to agree!
Zach Davis: That's not fair, Shannan... we still have yet to really see what sort of potential she-
Shannan Lerch: -who cares. Here comes America's Greatest Teen Idol!
The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.
As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!
The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage. He crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists.
Kyle Steel: And her partner, from Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at one hundred ninety-seven pounds, WCF UNITED STATES CHAMPION ROY SPEEDE!
Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm. His palm is facing the crowd. He drops his arm, and begins jogging to ringside, high-fiving fans as he goes, before climbing onto the apron, and then climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. He raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage. He leaps from the turnbuckle into the ring.
Zach Davis: The WCF community was shocked this week to learn Roy Speede will be defending his title at Aftermath in a Euthanasia Chamber match against his former partner, FPV of the Team of Treachery.
Shannan Lerch: I was shocked too, Zach. Wouldn't people want to get in a euthanasia chamber? That sounds like a full body orgasm to me.
Zach Davis: Do you mean euphoria? I think you mean euphoria. Please tell me you're just dumb and not psychotic.
"From Out of Nowhere" by Faith No More rings out over the PA system... and out come Kid Phantasm and Nightmare, the Unstable Elements. On their way to the ring they slap a few fans' hands... upon reaching ringside, they slide into the ring and begin quietly whispering to each other as they size up their opponents.
Kyle Steel: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 366 pounds... Kid Phantasm and Nightmare, THE UNSTABLE ELEMENTS!
Zach Davis: Technically, this is a debut for the Unstable Elements... though we've seen Kid Phantasm wrestle here on Slam previously as well as at WCF Explosion, this is the first time we'll see him in tag action as well as our first chance to see Nightmare in the ring here in WCF.
Shannan Lerch: I've had plenty of her out here at the announce table. Let's hope she keeps it in the ring.
Zach Davis: If I read her resume correctly, and I hope I didn't... let's just hope she doesn't stab anybody.
Zach Davis: Looks like Kid Phantasm and the US Champ Roy Speede will start us off here... hey, and there's a sportsmanlike handshake. Maybe we'll see a technical masterpiece here.
Shannan Lerch: Or maybe the Kid just stole his watch.
Speede and Phantasm circle briefly, then lock up into a collar and elbow tie-up. Phantasm pushes Speede into a side headlock. Speede shoves Phantasm away towards the ropes... then trips Phantasm as he passes. Speede goes for a sudden elbow drop, but misses Kid as he rolls away.
Zach Davis: And they start out fast and furious!
Shannan Lerch: Now I'm confused... which one is supposed to be Paul Walker?
Phantasm whips Speede to the ropes; goes for a backdrop, but Speede counters with a beautiful float-over DDT.
Zach Davis: Floatover DDT by the U.S. Champ - he's going right at the Kid here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: I know what this is, Zach - Speede's showing off for his new girl.
Zach Davis: Them two? You think?
Shannan Lerch: Weirder things have happened... that's what I told myself when I woke up in the Weed Homies locker room, anyway.
Speede picks the Kid up, hits him with a knee to the chest; hooks Kid's leg for the Fast Forward (spinning fisherman's suplex)... Kid fights back, grabbing Speede's leg for the Ice Cap (fisherman buster). With his free leg, Speede stomps the Phantasm's foot. Speede takes Kid down with a quick dropkick to the knee.
Zach Davis: We came real close to seeing finishers from either man there, Shannan... maybe there is something to your theory after all!
Shannan Lerch: Do you smell patchouli oil?
Zach Davis: I wasn't going to mention it, but... did you shower before the show? 'Cause I think that's you.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, I showered, so it's not- oh god.
As Kid gets back to a vertical base, Nightmare slaps him on the back for a tag. Kid turns to look but Speede whips him across the ring; as the Kid grabs the ropes and hangs on, Nightmare sneaks up on Roy Speede and hits him with a reverse russian leg sweep. Erin Archer clubs Phantasm in the back of the head with her forearm.
Zach Davis: And now the ladies are getting involved here! Nightmare sneaks a tag and takes down the US Champion... and Erin Archer with a surprise attack on the Kid!
Shannan Lerch: Which of these pills are the placebos? Are those the good ones or the bad ones?! Come on, Zach - this could be important!
Zach Davis: What are you asking me f- AND DOWN GOES ERIN ARCHER!
Nightmare takes Archer to the floor with a dropkick. Speede and Phantasm, both back to a vertical base, once again lock up; Phantasm hits a swinging neckbreaker on Speede. Nightmare heads out and begins trading punches with Erin Archer. Archer nails Nightmare with a gut punch; Nightmare knocks Archer down with an uppercut.
Zach Davis: These two ladies are slugging it out right here in front of us!
Shannan Lerch: Hey! Which of these are the placebos? One of you two HAS to know. Those Plan B pills are expensive and none of those idiots ever have any money!
Phantasm picks Speede up, then grabs his foot and hits a dragon screw leg whip. Nightmare looks around the ring, possibly for a chair.
Zach Davis: And Nightmare's looking for some weapon or something... I don't think she's gotten quite used to the WCF yet.
Shannan Lerch: So the bitch gets disqualified - who cares? I could have been impregnated by a Weed Homie!
Zach Davis: Oh... well, let me know - I've got April in the office pool.
In the ring, Phantasm puts Roy Speede into the Antarcticrab (single leg Boston crab); outside of the ring, Archer surprises Nightmare from behind the ring steps with a rising clothesline. Archer then enters the ring and runs at Phantasm, kicking him off Speede.
Shannan Lerch: This is madness. I pity the ref trying to keep order.
Erin picks Phantasm up and goes to throw him out of the ring, but Phantasm reverses it and then hits her with a Jumping Back Kick! Nightmare quickly slides into the ring and throws Speede out before she and Phantasm grab Archer... and hit a Double Fisherman Buster!
Zach Davis: Absolute Zero!
Despite not being the legal person, Nightmare pins Erin, hooking her leg. The ref just counts.
Kyle Steel: Your winning team... THE UNSTABLE ELEMENTS!
Shannan Lerch: Wait, what just happened? I was texting my sponsor.
Zach Davis: ...Kid Phantasm and Nightmare just won a wrestling match.
Shannan Lerch: Oh. ...will I ever find love, Zach?
Zach Davis: I think the number of times you've 'found love' might be your problem, Shannan.
The lights shut off and "My Name" by Eminem featuring Xzibit blasts through the speakers. Green smoke fills the entrance ramp and red and blue lights flash throughout the crowd. Nic Daniels walks out with the lovely Gina Caldwell and together they walk through the smoke then look into the crowd for their reaction. Nic looks at Gina, nods, then heads down to the ring. Nic poses in the ring while waiting for his opponent as Gina claps for her man at ringside.
Zach Davis: Nic Daniels has the chance to capture his first WCF gold tonight as he locks horns with NvL! I'm sure that Nic is eager to prove that he can thrive without The Mulisha.
Shannan Lerch: Well, he wasn't exactly thriving WITH The Mulisha, Zach! No offense to Mr. Daniels, but his win-loss record left a lot to be desired.
Zach Davis: You're speaking the truth, honey baby. No need to sugar coat it. Nic Daniels lost a lot of matches when he was with The Mulisha and obviously that frustrated him. Now he's ditched his old crew and he's trying to find success in the singles ranks with his girl Gina Caldwell at his side.
Shannan Lerch: Things got off to a rough start for Nic last week when Sarah Twilight took him on a trip to the Twilight Zone, earning herself a World Title shot at Aftermath in the process. Let's hope that Nic fares a bit better against NvL!
The camera pans to the titantron, where an oak door comes into view. A thump is heard, and the door shakes on its hinges. Several more thumps occur, until the blade of an ax busts through the door. Smoke begins to form on the stage, as a dark figure steps out. Suddenly a woman's voice yells out from the speaker.
"No, go away!
Leave me alone!"
Smoke billows down the aisle as the man walks down it to the ring, his identity shrouded in the smog. Meanwhile, on the titantron, the ax makes a large hole in the wood, and a hand reaches in for the door knob, the fingernails painted black. Again the frightened voice rings out as the mystery man slides into the ring.
"Don't you come in here!
I don't want you here!"
The mystery man watches the titantron now, as the door opens, and the same man standing in the ring, steps into the house. A lightning bolt cracks behind him, equal in volume to the string of fireworks that fire up on the ramp. The man on the titantron rubs his thumb on the door, leaving a bloody smear on the polished oak. He lifts the ax with both hands, as the voice pleads.
"No, No, No, NO!!
The scream is cut off as the man swings the ax. Blood appears to splatter across the tron, and then the name "Nathan von Liebert" is written with a finger painted black. Nathan, who is in the ring, falls on his knees, never taking his eyes off the 'tron until it goes black. He then scans the members of the crowd that he could without contorting his torso.
Zach Davis: NvL is batshit crazy, but he's also been unstoppable as of late. First he ran roughshod through the field of competitors in the TV Title tournament and just last week on Slam he successfully defended his belt in a triple threat match!
Shannan Lerch: Nathan pinned Gina Caldwell in that triple threat match and seriously injured her with his Straight Jacket Drop in the process. You know that Nic Daniels would love to exact revenge for his girlfriend, in addition to bringing home the belt.
Zach Davis: Nathan also kicked his feud with Gravedigger up a few notches last week with some psychological games. Let's keep on the lookout to see if there's any interference from Gravedigger or MS-13 during this match. We know that Vlad has NvL's back, but we need to watch out for our own safety if things spill out of control!
After searching both competitors for weapons and issuing his instructions, referee Dash Monogan calls for the bell.
The TV Champion moves in for a collar-and-elbow lock-up with the obviously larger challenger. Initially Daniels looks to have the edge on von Liebert, but NvL turns the tide by striking Daniels in the temple with a closed fist. NvL lands an additional flurry of punches before Irish whipping Daniels into the corner. von Liebert lets out a yell as he charges into the corner and lands a hard clothesline across the throat of Daniels. Nic stumbles out of the corner grasping at his throat. von Liebert goes on the attack with a double axe handle across Daniels' spine that causes the big man to wince in pain and stumble forward. von Liebert shoots off the ropes, building a head of steam, and then drills Daniels in the face with a forearm smash. Daniels falls to the mat from the impact of the blow, prompting NvL to make a quick lateral press.
Dash Monogan: ONE...
NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
NvL immediately returns to his feet and batters Daniels with stomps. Daniels does his best to cover up as he tries to get back to his feet. von Liebert is relentless though as he stomps Daniels about the head, neck and chest at a dizzying rate. Nathan ceases his onslaught only long enough to shoot off the ropes and target Daniels with a legdrop across the throat. Daniels writhes in pain on the mat while Gina Caldwell looks on with concern from ringside. Nathan sneers at Caldwell and returns to stomping the ever-loving bejesus out of Daniels.
Zach Davis: Nathan is fighting like a man possessed tonight! He's showing Nic Daniels no mercy and no respect as he stomps the crap out of him... literally! Look at those brown spots on the mat.
Shannan Lerch: I think those are dried droplets of blood, Zach.
Zach Davis: Oh, right... right. Yeah, false alarm. That's blood spatter, not shit.
Shannan Lerch: Anyway, NvL is fighting like a man possessed because he IS a man possessed, Zach!
Zach Davis: Schizophrenia isn't really the same thing as demonic possession, Shannan. Oh sure, Vlad is an evil entity in his own right, but--
Shannan Lerch: How do you know that Nathan isn't demonically possessed, Zach? Are you an expert in demonology? Have you personally examined the lad?
Zach Davis: Well, no on both counts, but-- Hey, why are you talking about this demonic possession crap on the holiest of holy days, Shannan! It's Easter, for Christ's sake!
While Zach and Shannan continue their heated discussion at the announce table, Nic Daniels is fighting for his very survival in the ring. von Liebert is now choking Daniels with the sole of his boot as the back of Nic's head is pressed against the bottom turnbuckle. Referee Monogan warns NvL about the choke and starts his count; NvL lets up with his boot and steps away from Daniels when the count reaches four. Nathan innocently throws his hands up and looks at the ref with a clueless expression on his face.
Zach Davis: von Liebert is acting like he didn't do anything wrong, but that was an obviously illegal choke!
Nathan flashes that devilish smirk of his at the referee before turning his attention back to Nic Daniels. Daniels has crawled away from the corner and now finds himself on his knees near mid-ring, struggling to reach his vertical base. von Liebert wastes little time before charging forward with a sudden burst and hitting an ultra-stiff Shining Wizard, absolutely annihilating Daniels with the pinpoint knee strike. The crowd reacts as replays are shown over and over again from different angles on the Slammatron, but von Liebert isn't paying attention to any of that as he cradles Daniels for the pin attempt.
Dash Monogan: ONE...
THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: Daniels is really struggling! He's had no answers for NvL so far in this match.
Shannan Lerch: I'm not sure that Daniels is ready for this level of competition, Zach. You also have to consider that Daniels has a lot of pressure on his shoulders, albeit self-imposed pressure, now that he's split from The Mulisha. Nic wanted the spotlight for himself and now the spotlight is shining bright... AS NVL JUST DROVE HIS FOOT THROUGH DANIELS' FACE WITH THAT BIG BOOT!
The crowd is booing vociferously as Nathan taunts them with a throat-slitting gesture. With Daniels down on the mat, Nathan walks over and pulls Nic up to his knees. Nathan shoves Nic's head between his legs and his eyes bulge out of their sockets with rage as he begins to lift Daniels...
Zach Davis: It looks like Nathan is going for a powerbomb here-- but no, Daniels just blocked it! Nathan is still trying to lift him... and Daniels counters with a back body drop! Nic Daniels might have some fight left in him just yet!
Shannan Lerch: These fans are rallying behind Daniels! Maybe it's because Gina Caldwell is shaking that fine ass of hers at ringside or maybe it's because they respect Nic's fighting spirit, but either way they're willing Daniels forward in this match!
As the crowd cheers him on, Nic pulls himself up using the ropes. Nathan also gets to his feet and runs at Nic. Nic sees Nathan coming and alertly counters into a big spinebuster. NvL pops back up, seemingly having absorbed the blow, but Daniels keeps the momentum on his side with a crisp belly-to-belly suplex.
Zach Davis: Nic Daniels is flashing some nice technical skills here!
Daniels suddenly runs toward the ropes, springboards and hits a Lionsault onto the Television Champion!
Shannan Lerch: Daniels just showed some nice athleticism as well, especially for a man his size!
Daniels has NvL's leg hooked as the ref counts.
Dash Monogan: ONE...
T--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Daniels gets to his feet at the same time as von Liebert. Nic unloads with some hard punches to the face before Irish whipping NvL into the ropes. Nathan rebounds from the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt by Daniels, though Nathan keeps running as his momentum carries him into the opposite side of the ring -- NvL rebounds from the ropes once again and this time Daniels wraps him up, spins him around and lays him out with a side Russian leg sweep!
Zach Davis: Great move by Daniels! Nic makes the cover! Could we have a new champ!?
Dash Monogan: ONE...
TH--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Shannan Lerch: I'm really impressed with the fight that Daniels is showing here! He's not only back in this match-- he could actually win this match!
Zach Davis: And what an upset that would be!
Nic drags a groggy Nathan von Liebert over to the corner of the ring and carries him up to the top turnbuckle. Once they reach the top both men fire off big punches, trading shots back and forth as they teeter on the brink of the turnbuckle and ropes, fighting to keep their balance. Daniels eventually gets the better of the exchange and with Nathan dazed Nic grabs hold of the TV Champion. Without warning Daniels flies off the top rope and plants NvL onto the mat with a MASSIVE top-rope DDT that shakes the ring and hypes the crowd.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Zach Davis: Super DDT by Nic Daniels! Holy shit! What a move by The Truth!
Shannan Lerch: That was crazy! Both men landed awkwardly, but von Liebert took the brunt of it! Can Daniels crawl over and make the cover?
Zach Davis: He needs to do it! Daniels needs to make the cover! He could have this match won!
Daniels grits his teeth and fights through the pain as he crawls over... and drapes an arm on NvL's chest.
Dash Monogan: ONE...
THRE--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Zach Davis: NvL got his shoulder up! The TV Champion is hanging tough even in the face of new-found adversity!
Shannan Lerch: With all of the internal issues that Nathan has been dealing with, I don't think he intends on letting a little bit of bad fortune during this match deter him, Zach!
Daniels is favoring his neck and back as he gets to his feet but he has enough to get NvL up from the mat and set him up with double underhooks.
Zach Davis: Looks like Daniels is going for The Verdict! If he hits it this match is over!!
Daniels starts to lift NvL, but von Liebert abruptly blocks the attempt and shakes his arms free from Nic's grip. Nathan hits a quick shoulder strike to Daniels' midsection and then slips behind Daniels. Nathan lifts Nic with a reverse suplex and then lets go, dropping him head-first onto the mat.
Zach Davis: Straight Jacket Drop!! The Champ hit it!
von Liebert covers for the pin.
Dash Monogan: ONE...
Shannan Lerch: NvL retains! Wow! Another great win for Nathan von Liebert!
Zach Davis: Can anyone stop this man!?
Nathan yanks the title belt from the ref's greasy hands and then holds it high above his head while scowling at the defeated Nic Daniels and his girlfriend Gina Caldwell, who is consoling him outside of the ring. The crowd is booing loudly, showing their clear disdain for the Television Champion despite his increasingly impressive performances in the ring.
The Scott Pilgrim Anthem blares over the P.A, and Super FPV comes out the curtain to a decently-sized pop from the crowd, holding a mic. He looks more excited then he's ever been in his WCF career.
Zach Davis: Well, I guess we can't avoid this issue any longer. Last night, Super FPV announced that his match with Roy had gone from a regular singles match...
Shannan Lerch: ...to the hellish Euthanasia Chamber. Why my brother went through with this....I have no idea why he would even CONSIDER this. Nonetheless, the match is set for Aftermath, and it looks like FPV is going to explain himself.
FPV is in the ring looking around the crowd. He stares into space for a moment, before bringing the mic to his lips.
FPV: WHAT'S UP BABYGURLS?!
The crowd pops. FPV acknowledges them, then brings the mic to his lips.
FPV: I'mma cut to the chase, there's really no other way I can do it. Alot of people backstage have really just been bewildered by me announcing my Aftermath match, and I can understand that. I mean...
An image pops up on the titantron, showcasing a picture of the Euthanasia Chamber from the outside, in all it's ungodly glory.
FPV: Why WOULD you bring back something that destructive?! Why would you decide that someone should be put inside that thing?! Why would you put YOURSELF inside that thing, WILLINGLY I might add?! The answer to that is simple, babygurls.
I want. To fucking end. Roy Speede!
Roy and me, we have been going at it for far too long now. This bullshit needs to end, NOW! I will not rest until I have broken every bone in your body, I will not sleep until I see you rolled out on a stretcher, I will not even CONSIDER giving up until you're through! Some might say I'm going insane, and I would agree. Delightfully insane, I might add!
Shannan Lerch: Oh Jesus.
FPV: And to those that hate this match, does that don't want it to ever happen again, I hold nothing against you. However, it's happenning, and as Chris Avery always said, THAT'S THE TRUTH. Besides, you want to see Roy Speede die, right?
Zach Davis: That we do.
FPV: Well fuck, a double-elimination tagteam I Quit match won't work. A falls-count-anywhere match that goes EVERYWHERE won't work. A WAR match won't work. Fuck, the master of horrors match won't kill him! This is the only true way that Roy will be beat, and come Aftermath, I plan on euthanising this disgrace to WCF, once and for all!
FPV drops the mic and leaves the ring.
Shannan Lerch: This...I still can't believe FPV would DO something like this! This is madness!
Zach Davis: Madness, Shannan? THIS. IS. WCF. For christs sake, we allow a serial killer to wrestle in our federation, most of our wrestlers are certifiable insane! We have a match where you have to MURDER your opponnent. Honestly, we're all a little insane if we allow stuff like this unfold.
Shannan Lerch: You had to remind me, didn't you Zach?
Zach Davis: What a night so far, Shannan!
Shannan Lerch: HooHoo! Oh yea! What’s comin’ up next!?
Zach Davis: Internet Contenders match!
Shannan Lerch: Hot Damn!
The Arena Goes Dark, and then all simultaneously “Barton Hollow” By The Civil Wars begins to play through the audio systems. The Entrance Gate area and Stage begin to flicker with White lights and neon blue flashes mixed in the flickers. Fog fills the gate area as Steeltoe Joe comes walking out of the midst of the Fog. Joe Stands on stage and plays to the crowds who are cheering for him. Joe then walks down the ramp and gets to the ring steps where he stops, does a Catholic Crucifix motion and then walks up the steps and into the ring. He climbs up two turnbuckles and does the same crucifix motion and raises his arms and points towards Heaven.
Zach Davis: Steeltoe Joe has garnered quite a following here in the WcF. Lets see if he can keep his momentum running forward by taking on the big man, Odin Balfore!
Shannan Lerch: I’m friggin’ excited as hell, Zack! As Hell!
* “ 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 a 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.
Zach Davis: Odin has his game face on tonight and looks like he’s ready to get this one out of his way so he can focus on his match at XIII.
Shannan Lerch: As long as he doesn’t count out Joe too early! Steeltoe Joe ain’t nuthin’ to fudge with!
Zach Davis: As the famous Wu Tang once said, I suspect.
Odin roars out of his corner and smashes a huge boot into Joe’s head! Steeltoe is sent back into the corner by the impact. Balfore follows up with a meaty right hook, but Joe blocks it and spikes an elbow off Balfore’s jaw. Joe peppers Balfore in the chest with a series of jabs.
Zach Davis: These guys are jumping right into it!
Joe cinches Balfore into a belly to belly suplex, but Balfore refuses it. Odin headbutts Joe and slaps a huge clothesline across Steeltoe’s chest. Odin kneelifts him and picks him up in a bearhug!
Shannan Lerch: Odin plans on squeezing the life out of Joe!
Odin is slinging Joe around viciously. Steeltoe takes a bite out of Odin’s face in desperation, effectively ending the squeeze. Joe kicks Balfore in the gut and bellows him over with a mighty clothesline! Joe hammers a few kicks down onto the fallen Balfore.
Zach Davis: These guys aren’t playin’ around tonight! It’s all business!
Joe lifts Balfore and immediately hammers him down with a Scoop Slam!
Zach Davis: Joe makes the pin!
Shannan Lerch: It’ll take more than that to keep Balfore down!
Joe takes issue with Zip Wingdingers counting cadence and gets in the ref’s face a little. Odin has pushed himself back to his feet. He taps Joe on the shoulder. Joe spins around angrily, just to be socked in the mouth with a devastating European uppercut!
Zach Davis: Owie Wowie! That had to hurt!
Joe spits out a mouthful of blood. Balfore rushes Joe and jacks him with a quick Atomic Drop. As Joe sells the maneuver, Odin cinches in a Fisherman’s suplex on him. Balfore spikes him down and holds on for the pin!
Shannan Lerch: Joe has that fire in the belly! He’s still in this, Zach!
Zach Davis: Oh yea!
Balfore lifts Joe begrudgingly.
Crowd: Steeltoe! Steeltoe! Steeltoe! Joe! Joe! Joe!
Balfore hammers him down with a Big Boot. Joe rolls away from Odin and ultimately sweeps Odin’s feet out from under him. Joe soccer kicks Balfore across the face and bounds to the top rope in an instant! Balfore is up to his feet, just in time to be clobbered by a top rope drop kick!
Zach Davis: He nearly knocked Balfore out of the ring!
Joe grabs Odin and slings him into the opposite ropes.
Shannan Lerch: Joe hits the flapjack on Odin! Big time!
Joe makes the cover!
Zach Davis: Too close for the big man!
Joe lifts Odin, but Balfore catches him with a spinning elbow. Balfore lifts Joe and simply waylays him with a running power slam!
Crowd: Odin! Odin! Odin!
Shannan Lerch: Oh noes!
Odin makes the pin!
Zach Davis: I thought that was going to be it for sure!
Odin lifts Joe to his feet and the two begin to unload on each other.
Zach Davis: Joe blocks Odin’s overhead club and fires an uppercut to Balfore’s jaw!
Shannan Lerch: He’s lifting Odin OMG!
Zach Davis: The SteelMill! The SteelMill! Odin’s in trouble!
They back into the ref, knocking him down. Tek heads to the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Uh oh! Time for some Mulisha interference.. not good for Odin!
Odin forces a thumb into Joe’s eye, narrowly escaping the submission. Joe grabs him...
Zach Davis: He's going for the Baptism!
Tek enters the ring.... and runs at Steeltoe Joe and takes out his leg from behind!
Shannan Lerch: WHAT THE!?
The crowd is in shock! Tek has turned on Steeltoe Joe! Tek slides out of the ring as Odin grabs him and hits the Mark of Odin!
Zach Davis: What is going on!? Odin pins Joe now...
Zip Wingdinger slides into place and counts the pin.
Shannan Lerch: Odin Balfore gets his Title match, but I don't believe it!
Odin stands up, victorious, grinning. He exits the ring and leaves, ignoring Tek. Tek stands by the entrance ramp, smiling, watching Steeltoe Joe struggle to his feet. Joe looks confused and hurt. Tek leaves, shaking his head.
Nic Daniels is backstage walking to the locker room when he bumps into Famine of the Vile.
Nic Daniels: What the hell are you doing here? You're not welcome here man.
Famine: Is that right? You gonna take me out yourself?
Nic Daniels: If I have to I will.
Famine: Kid, the last person you wanna mess with is me. So why don't you make like a tree, and get outta here?
Nic Daniels: It's le--
Famine puts a boot to the mid-section of Nic Daniels doubling him over. Famine then grabs him and tosses him through a janitor closet door.
Famine: Yeah I know. It's leave. One thing i'm not gonna do sunshine.
The camera focuses in on Nic who is completely laid out as Famine walks away.
The opening trumpets of “White Trash Renegade” by Big B come blaring over the sound system. Quickly, Waylon steps from behind the curtain, but he is in no mood to dance. With an angry glare on his face, he steps down to the ring, and demands a microphone from the time keeper. HE is given the mic, and the music quickly stops.
Waylon Cash: Alright Spector. I’m not wasting another damn minute. You been talking out both sides of your mouth all week, now come be a man and own your words!
It takes a moment, but “I Know” by David Lynch starts to play. Gein Spector slowly walks out, a self righteous smirk plastered across his lips. HE takes his time getting down to the ring, and slides in confidently. He grabs a microphone from the timekeeper, and his music slowly fades out.
Gein Spector: You’re a man who doesn’t like to wait. I can respect that. You asked about my remarks earlier this week. How I told everyone you were a cheater, and a fraud.
Waylon Cash: Yeah, just what the hell do you think you’re talking about asshole?
Gein Spector: I called some of my father’s old friends, and did some digging. I found something out about the beloved Waylon Cash. I found something that you hoped would stay buried for a very long time. You have not only cheated me, but the fans, and yourself as well.
Waylon Cash: And what exactly is it you think you found?
Gein Spector: You know, over my life, I’ve learned something about secrets Waylon. I’ve learned that secrets are far more powerful when they’re kept.
Gein turns to walk away, but Waylon grabs his arm, and spins him back around. In one motion, Gein spins around, and slams the microphone against Waylon’s left temple. He falls to the grouns, holding his head as Gein screams into the mic.
Gein Spector: You just made the biggest mistake of your life you worthless hick! You have no idea what you’ve just done!
Gein drops the mic, and walks to the back as the referee checks on Waylon.
The house lights dim, and the intro to Lynnyrd Skynnyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" hits the speakers. Hushed anticipation falls over the crowd as a spotlight illuminates the stage. Johnny Reb steps out from behind the curtain. A cheer goes up from the audience at his appearance. As the he walks down the ramp, a cascade of sparks rains down on the stage. The Inveterate Confederate circles the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. Johnny eschews the steps completely; he leaps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckles, posing for the cheering crowd for a moment before he jumps down, ready for the match to begin.
Kyle Steel: From Sweet Water, Alabama, he weighs in at 205 pounds. He is "The Inveterate Confederate" Johnny REB!
Zach Davis: We have ourselves a battle between the south about to unfold.
Shannan Lerch: After that attack by Gein Spector, Waylon Cash is up now... can he come back from that?
Zach Davis: We'll see!
Both men size each other up as the ref goes over the rules for the match. After that, he calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Both men lock up in a elbow and collar tie up, and Reb uses his in-ring experience to take control early. He pulls Cash close, and wails on him with uppercuts to the face to soften him up. He then locks him in with a front facelock, taking Waylon down with a DDT. Pointing down at his fellow southerner, Reb shoots the ropes. Performing a handstand, he hits the ropes upside down, bounces back to land on his feet, just to flip into a flashy standing moonsault that earns a loud pop.
Shannan Lerch: Reb showing off early.
Zach Davis: He could win the match early with this pin.
Shannan Lerch: But Cash kicks out.
Quite forcefully too, as Cash pushes Reb off of him and rolls to his feet. Reb walks over, with a double axe handle in mind, but Cash delivers a sharp kick to the gut. Cash shoots the ropes quickly, and comes back with a running knee lift to Reb's face. But this still doesn't take the Confederate down, but the next move will. Cash locks in a Cobra Clutch, but quickly turns Reb around, and runs straight into Reb with a lariat.
Shannan Lerch: Cash coming back.
Zach Davis: But he isn't going for the pin. This could cost him.
Waylon seems to know what he's doing thought, wearing him down. Cash pulls Reb up, and lifts him up with a show of strength. Up Johnny goes in a Gorilla Press, only to come back down into a gutbuster. The Confederate rolls off Cash, and the Hellbilly attempts the pin this time.
But Reb kicks out, as it'll take more to put him out of this match. Cash attempts to pull him up, but that costs him as Cash hits him in the face with an elbow. He shows his speed off by shooting the ropes and taking Cash down to the mat with a diving crossbody. Cash attempts to get up, but he stays down after a moonsault leg drop catches him on his throat.
Zach Davis: Another pin by Reb.
Shannan Lerch: Cash isn't down yet. I like a man who lasts a while befor he's done.
Zach Davis: I'm sure you do, Shannan.
Reb climbs the top turnbuckle, planning to end this with Southern Discomfort.
Zach Davis: Reb is up!
But all of a sudden Doc Henry and Seth Lerch march out from the back.
Shannan Lerch: Seth!
Zach Davis: What are THEY doing here!?
Reb turns, yelling at them to get out of here. This gives Cash the chance to dive into the ropes and cause Reb to crotch himself. Cash pulls Reb down as Seth and Doc continue to head to the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Uh oh...
Zach Davis: Cash pulls Reb to his feet. Killshot!
Shannan Lerch: And the pin attempt.
Shannan Lerch: Waylon Cash picks up the victory.
Zach Davis: With the assist, I have to say!
Reb is holding his head in pain as Cash gets his arm raised. Seth and Doc enter the ring, and Seth grabs the mic.
Seth Lerch: Reb? You awake, Reb?
Reb looks up, angry, and goes to dive towards Seth. Doc quickly intercepts him, grabbing him and DDTing him to the mat. The crowd boos.
Seth Lerch: You lost to Doc Henry for the Confederate Title, and honestly, I thought the embarrassment of that would end up running you out of this company. But here you are, still wrestling! Its become clear to me that as long as you're both here, this issue between you two will never truly be over... you somehow beat Doc at Timebomb, Doc beat you at Explosion.... the way I see it, we need a tiebreaker. At Aftermath, you and Doc go one on one once more...
Seth Lerch: And I MEAN once more.... because this will be a LOSER LEAVES WCF DEATH MATCH!
The crowd gasps, and Doc Henry grins. Seth hands him the mic.
Doc Henry: That's right, Reb. At Aftermath, I'm gonna get rid of you... once and for all!
Seth and Doc exit the ring and begin heading to the back as Reb looks up, angry and thinking about what just happened.
Our cameras cut backstage once again to see Famine of the Vile as he walks around backstage. He turns a corner and UMPH! The sound of groaning is heard. Our cameras rush around the corner just in time to see Sarah Twilight, with a wooden baseball bat in hand. Famine is doubled over.
Sarah Twilight: You're gonna make MY life hell? Is that fucking right?
She sends the wooden bat down across his back now with a SICKENING CRACK. He falls to the ground. She looks down at him, leaning in close as she continues to yell at him.
Sarah Twilight: I told you, you stupid fuck....if you wanted a fight, you'd GET ONE!
She sends another blow with the bat and the wood cracks as it connects. Sarah takes the splintered end of the bat and tries to maul Famine's face with it, however security rushes the scene and pull Sarah back as she continues to curse and yell at The Vile One.
Sarah Twilight: You're dead asshole! Fucking dead!
She screams as about half a dozen security officers drag her away from the fallen Famine. His ribs are pretty banged up, however the guards are able to get him to his feet as they have to once again escort him from the building as we cut back to ringside.
Zach Davis: That bitch is crazy! She just assaulted a man with a WEAPON Shannan!
Shannan Lerch: He assaulted her last week and threatened to continue to do so! She answered that threat.
Zach Davis: With violence!
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and it is FOR the WCF INTERNEEEEET CHAMPIONSHIIIIP!!!
Crowd: FPV! ZOM-BIE! FPV! ZOM-BIE! FPV! ZOM-BIE!
Zach Davis: These fans are going back and forth, just like FPV and Zombie did all week on Twitter leading up to this match!
Shannan Lerch: Albeit with far fewer yo mama jokes and Roy Speede vagina references.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, hailing from.... The Mushroom Kingdom!!
Crowd: FPV! FPV! FPV! FPV! FPV!
Kyle Steel: He weighed in for this bout at two-hundred and five pounds... he is a former United States Champion, a former Tag Team Champion, and a member of the Team of Treachery...
Crowd: T-O-T! T-O-T! T-O-T! T-O-T! T-O-T! T-O-T!
Zach Davis: Are they chanting for tits?
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, I'm wearing my new push-up bra tonight. Do you like?
Zach Davis: Meh... not bad.
Zach shrugs his shoulders. Shannan frowns before backhanding him across the face.
Kyle Steel: Here is SUPEEEEEER F-P-VEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
All the lights in the arena go out, as the title screen music from A Link to the Past plays on the P.A, causing all the fans to pop like a frickin' balloon as the lights begins to erratically blink. And then the epic 8-bit sounds of "Scott Pilgrim Anthem" rings out, as Super FPV practically jumps out the curtain and onto the entrance ramp, extremely hyped up. His fans form a row of hands as he runs down the ramp slapping every single one of them. He slides under the ropes and into the ring, smirking like a madman. He climbs up to the turnbuckle and points to the crowd, causing another large pop, before he gets off and begins to leap around a little bit waiting for the match to begin.
Zach Davis: FPV wants this win bad. I can taste it, from his lips to mine.
Shannan Lerch: You can taste FPV's lips? That is disconcerting, Zach.
Zach Davis: Don't worry. He doesn't know anything about it. Back to the point -- FPV wants to abso-farking-lutely destroy Zombie tonight. He might not hate Zombie as much as he hates Roy Speede or someone like oh... Phillip Baines, but Zombie is on that next tier of people that FPV hates.
Shannan Lerch: FPV called Zombie a middle school bully. Them's harsh words.
Zach Davis: As a young gamer nerd I'm sure that FPV had to deal with a lot of middle school bullies. We're about to see two decades of frustration rise to a head, Shannan.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent...
Crowd: ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE!
Kyle Steel: Hailing from the Crescent City of New Orleans... weighing two-hundred and sixty pounds... he is the reigning, defending WCF INTEEEEERNET CHAMPIIIIIION!!!!!
"Never Gonna Stop" blasts through the PA as Zombie McMorris makes his way onto the stage all pumped up.
Zach Davis: Looks like he couldn't wait for Kyle to finish his intro--
Shannan Lerch: Is that blood running down from Zombie's nose? Either he OD'd backstage or he forgot to clean up after dinner.
Kyle Steel: ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
Crowd: ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE!
Kyle Steel: BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Hopping on the balls of his toes and shaking his arms out, Zombie rushes the ring as the music kicks up.
Crowd: ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE! ZOM-BIE!
Sliding into the ring he makes it across the ring, stepping on the bottom rope and points to the crowd before making his way to the corner turnbuckle and pointing to them again and beating his chest in excitement.
Kyle Steel: MCCCMOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRIIIIIIISSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shannan Lerch: Christ, put a sock in it already, Kyle... ya cockface.
Zach Davis: The burning question on everybody's mind as we head into this match: Does Zombie McMorris know where he is right now? Does he understand that he has a wrestling match tonight?
Shannan Lerch: You never know with Zombie, but I'll tell ya -- his drugged-out obliviousness does not hinder his performances inside the squared circle one bit.
FPV and Zombie size each other up before the match. FPV looks like he's about to give Zombie a superhero sized ass-whooping. Zombie looks... down at his hand after wiping his face and sees the blood from his nose, apparently for the first time. Zombie immediately protests to referee Zip Wingdinger, claiming that FPV sucker punched him. FPV, for his part, appears incredulous toward the accusation. Zip says "No diiiiice!" and calls for the bell to start the match.
Zombie quickly regains his focus and circles the ring as Super FPV does the same. The animosity between the two is so thick it can be cut with a knife as they simultaneously move in for the lock-up. The taller McMorris gains the early edge, forcing FPV backwards, but FPV comes back to give McMorris a taste of his own medicine. Zombie finally gains the advantage with a knee to the midsection followed by an eye rake. The ref warns Zombie about the eye rake. McMorris ignores the ref as he Irish whips FPV into the ropes. FPV rebounds and ducks a McMorris big boot, but then eats a combination of haymaker punches from Zombie. FPV covers up as best he can, deflecting some of the punches, so McMorris moves in for the grapple and snaps off an impressive inverted suplex that catches FPV off guard.
Zach Davis: Zombie McMorris hits a wrestling move! You go, Zombie!
Shannan Lerch: I don't think FPV was expecting that at all!
FPV comes up lame holding his back but Honey Badger don't give a shit as McMorris lifts FPV up for a press slam that makes all the ladies in the house blow their tops. Zombie runs to the corner and quickly scales the ropes. FPV is quick as well -- quick to his feet and then quick to catch Zombie before he can budge from the top turnbuckle. FPV lands a couple of solid punches and then flings McMorris halfway across the ring.
Zach Davis: Super strength being showcased by Super FPV!
Shannan Lerch: Who knew that Honey Badgers could fly?
Zombie tries to get to his feet, albeit with that pained cokehead expression on his face, but FPV flies off the ropes and hits a Mushroom Stomp to the back of the Lord of the Low Card. FPV pulls Zombie up from the mat, hoists him into the air and drops him with a brain-rattling brainbuster. McMorris spasms a bit on the mat before his body goes limp.
Zach Davis: Zombies might not have a brain, but Zombie certainly felt the impact of that brainbuster!
Shannan Lerch: Super FPV is dragging Zombie toward the corner and you know what that means!
FPV gets to within ten feet of the corner then stops, grabs a firm hold of McMorris' legs and catapults him -- Zombie goes flying before his face smacks against the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Slash of the Master Sword!
Zombie spins around and stumbles towards mid-ring where Super FPV cracks him in the face with a Super Kick!
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!
Zombie is so flustered by the kick that he does a three-sixty spin before spilling through the ropes and landing on the floor outside the ring.
Zach Davis: FPV hit BOOM! Headshot! but Zombie, fortunately!? took a tumble outside of the ring!
Shannan Lerch: I think Zombie landed on his head out there!
Zach Davis: Still, if he had landed in the ring FPV could have pinned him!
FPV climbs out of the ring where a highly disoriented Zombie McMorris is getting to his knees. FPV makes a beeline for Zombie but as he approaches a white powdery substance flies up into his eyes, blinding him!
Zach Davis: Zombie just threw powder into FPV's eyes!
Shannan Lerch: That wasn't powder, Zach -- that was one-hundred percent pure, uncut Colombian cocaine.
Zach Davis: You know this, how?
Shannan Lerch: I used to... have a problem.
Zach Davis: Is your brother paying Zombie McMorris in Colombian coke, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: I'm not telling.
As FPV is running in circles around the ring screaming "AHH!! IT BURNS!! IT BURNS!!" while furiously rubbing his eyes with his hands, Zombie McMorris is plotting his next move. Zombie measures FPV, charges and BOOM! Big Boot!
Zach Davis: Zombie just throttled FPV with that big boot! That shit was Balfore-esque!
Zombie briefly rolls into the ring to break the ref's count and then rolls back to the outside. McMorris drags FPV over to the ring post and positions his head aside of the post. McMorris backs away about twenty feet and gets that crazed junkie look burning through his retinas.
Shannan Lerch: NO, ZOMBIE! DON'T DO IT! YOU'LL KILL HIM!
Zombies bursts out of the starting blocks and reels back with his leg--
Crowd: LOOK OUT, FPV!
Zach Davis: Zombie missed! He punt kicked the ring post!
Zombie hops around on one foot, gingerly trying to rub the feeling back into the foot that he just kicked against the post at full strength.
Shannan Lerch: It's a damn good thing that FPV's fans warned him because there's no way he would have seen that kick coming! And look -- one of FPV's fans in the front row just handed him a Bud Light with Lime... that stuff is as watered down as, well, plain old tap water... same alcohol content too!
Zach Davis: FPV just doused his eyes with the water-- I mean the Bud Light! Wow! He can see again and he's glaring a hole through Zombie McMorris!
Shannan Lerch: If looks could kill, McMorris would be a dead man.
Zombie turns around, still hopping on one foot, and he sees FPV. Zombie's eyes go wide and his jaw drops. FPV lets out a yell ("FUS ROH DUH!") then charges at Zombie and crushes his larynx with a vicious running clothesline.
Zach Davis: FPV absolutely leveled Zombie with that clothesline -- the Internet Champion's body did a full back-flip before it hit the ground!
Shannan Lerch: Don't think that point was lost on FPV -- he's rolling Zombie into the ring and he's gonna try to win himself this match and that belt!
FPV covers Zombie's lifeless body for the pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
The lights in the arena suddenly go out, plunging the building into complete darkness.
Zach Davis: What the fuck!? What happened to the lights?
Shannan Lerch: I don't know, Zach, but get your damn hand off my boob!
Zach Davis: That's not my hand! It's my... ear.
Shannan Lerch: Whaaaaa!?
The lights suddenly flick back to life, revealing that inside of the ring--
Zach Davis: What the hell!? Zombie's on top of FPV now!
The ref looks confused but he makes the count anyway.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THRE--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Zach Davis: FPV barely gets his shoulder up before the three!
Shannan Lerch: I don't know what the hell happened when the lights went out... but I suspect that shenanigans were afoot!
Zach Davis: Afoot... or a hand?
Shannan Lerch: A hand... or a boob?
Zach Davis: A boob... or a cock?
Shannan Lerch: You would go there, Zach.
Zach Davis: What? No! I! Ya see-- the thing is!
While Zach attempts to defend his sexuality, McMorris and FPV are both stirring on the ring mat. McMorris is up first -- he traps FPV in a front face sleeper. FPV is already groggy and this improvised choking device is only making his eyelids and extremities heavier by the moment.
Crowd: ZOM-BIE! FPV! ZOM-BIE! FPV! ZOM-BIE! FPV!
The rival chants appear to be energizing both men, but FPV -- as the man on the defensive -- has more to gain from them. FPV fights Zombie's grip, though Zombie is strong and he will not relent without a fight. Zombie lifts a trio of knees into FPV's ribs and FPV feels every one of them double-time. FPV returns fire with a trio of harsh foot stomps to the foot the Zombie punted against the ring post earlier in the match. Zombie lets out the bellowing roar of the undead and his grip around FPV's neck loosens enough for FPV to slip his head out. FPV shoves Zombie into the corner, grabs a hold of him and sprawls onto the turnbuckles. In the blink of an eye FPV drops Zombie with a Tornado DDT.
Zach Davis: Great comeback from Franky!
Shannan Lerch: Uh, that's Super FPV to you, fluffer boy.
Zombie won't stay down though -- much like his ancestors McMorris rises from the dead and lurches for FPV. FPV is too fast for the flat-footed Zombie, hitting him with a double knee gutbuster and quickly following with a vertical suplex. FPV hits a lighting fast legdrop and makes the cover.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
The lights, once again, die in the arena.
Shannan Lerch: Damn it... did Seth blow the utility money on hookers, Bacardi and blow again?
Zach Davis: Aha! So your brother IS Zombie's supplier!
Shannan Lerch: Oh relax, Zach, everybody does it!
Zach Davis: Not me! This body has never touched drugs!
Shannan Lerch: Or vagina, but enough about your personal life...
The lights come back on.... and Roy Speede is standing on the ring apron!
Zach Davis: What the hell is Speede doing out here!?
The crowd reacts with a confused murmur, some cheers and some boos, but everyone has an opinion. FPV also has an opinion -- he's pissed!
Shannan Lerch: Do you think Roy Speede was somehow responsible for the lights going out?
Zach Davis: I don't know... do werewolves have magic powers?
Shannan Lerch: Well we know what FPV thinks -- he's pointing at Speede, well flipping him off actually, and accusing Speede of costing him the victory over Zombie... twice to be precise!
Zach Davis: Oh so that's why he's using both middle fingers?
FPV stalks over to Speede and takes a swing at him -- Speede ducks and drops down from the ring apron just as Zombie McMorris rolls up FPV from behind, making sure to grab two handfuls of trunks in the process.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THRE--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: Gotta give credit to FPV for surviving all of these distractions! He wants this win bad, to stick it to both Zombie McMorris AND Roy Speede!
FPV grits his teeth and lets out a yell as he returns to his feet. FPV goes for BOOM! Headshot! but Zombie has it scouted -- McMorris ducks the Super Kick before gutwrenching FPV and powerbombing him nearly out of his boots.
Zach Davis: Axe Wound by Zombie!
Zombie covers FPV and Roy reaches into the ring to hold FPV's legs down, unbeknownst to the ref.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Roy drops out of sight behind the ring apron, a wicked smile on his face.
Zach Davis: Zombie McMorris pins FPV!, but you have to give Roy Speede the assist. He did everything in his power to cost FPV this match!
Shannan Lerch: And now Roy is in the ring! What's gonna happen!?
Zombie climbs out of the ring with his title belt and goes off to celebrate in his tour bus with the hookers and blow that Seth Lerch has procured for him.
Zach Davis: Super FPV and Roy Speede are face-to-face! There is no love lost between these two men!
Simultaneously, both men start firing off right and left hands as the crowd goes apeshit. Everything that they throw is connecting and neither man is flinching or slowing down his pace.
Shannan Lerch: FPV and Speede are standing toe-to-toe in the pocket and trading punches like a couple of heavyweight boxers!
Suddenly, Roy gains the upper-hand with a nice hook to the temple. Roy follows up with The Silver Bullet -- but Roy slips out of the Full Nelson set-up and fires off a Super Kick!
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!
But Speede ducks it!
Zach Davis: Crazy action right here, both men know each others moves so well--
Shannan Lerch: Low blow by Speede!
Zach Davis: Ugh... FPV did not see that coming!
FPV drops to his knees while Speede smiles at him. Speede takes a step back, now mocking FPV by grabbing his own genitalia. FPV tries to return fire with a nut shot of his own, but Speede barely evades it and slides out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Speede may have gotten a few cheap shots in, but this is not the last time that we're going to see these two men in a ring together!
Shannan Lerch: You can bet on that, Zach. Hrmph... I should go check on FPV and make sure that he's ok. I give a great massage, you know, down there!
Shannan removes her headset and proceeds to the ring as we cut to an advertisement for XIII.
"Won't Back Down" by Eminem blares on the PA. On the right side of the stage there is a bike ramp that extends just about to the middle of the Titan Tron. Atop the bike ramp is Jeff Purse. He is sitting on his bike, looking out upon the audience. He throws one hand in the air as the audience cheers.
"You can sound the alarm
At this he sets off down the ramp. Directly across is another ramp on the left side of the stage, which Purse heads for.
"Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
Purse flies up the other ramp, launching off of it. He pulls off a small back flip, rides down the rest of the ramp, and comes to a screeching halt in the center of the stage. He gets off, kickstands it. He looks out, smiles, and throws his arms in the air. Red and Blue pyros explode behind him.
"I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
He starts off down the ramp as Kari joins him, slapping five with fans, walking very casually but at a quick pace. When he gets to the ring he jumps up on the apron and quickly makes his way in through the middle rope, while Kari walks around the outside, pumping up the crowd. Jeff stands in the center of the ring, "air guns" a corner, pyros shoot out of it. He subsequently does that for every other corner, pyros of red and white shooting out every time. He anxiously awaits his competition.
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse sure knows how to make an entrance!
Shannan Lerch: Purse is a charismatic young man, a human dynamo to say the least. It will be interesting to see how he fares against Greenfever. If crowd reaction is any indication, then Jeff Purse has a damned good chance of walking away with the People's Title tonight!
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. His face and hands are smeared with blood. The crowd is incited into a screaming mob. The audience begins throwing garbage down at him as he makes his way to the ring.
Zach Davis: Hey! I just got pelted with a half-eaten McMuffin!
Shannan Lerch: Eww... I just got pelted with a half-eaten fetus!
Zach Davis: Greenfever and his alter-ego Switches have reigned as People's Champ for more than two months, but these fans certainly aren't enamored with him, or them... or whatever.
Shannan Lerch: Well, Greenfever IS America's most prolific serial killer, Zachy Poo, and an all-around crazy motherfucker. That rubs some people the wrong way... for some reason. I'm just hoping that Greenie doesn't make Jeff Purse his next victim. Win the match, sure, but don't bludgeon the man to death with a blunt object. This isn't a Hardcore Title match!
Referee Slappy Johnson searches Greenfever for weapons, a routine procedure that every ref performs before every match, but what Slappy finds hidden in Greenfever's clothing is anything but routine-- he finds a loaded revolver, a crowbar, a blowtorch and a switchblade knife.
Zach Davis: Ha-HAH! It looks like Greenfever brought some goodies to the party tonight! Maybe he thought this was a Hardcore Title match!
Shannan Lerch: Is that the switchblade that Ayria Adams kicked into the crowd last week, Switches' switchblade?
Zach Davis: I believe it is!
Shannan Lerch: Greenie must have yanked it from that dude's eyeball after the match. Daaamn... that must'a hurt, huh? Heh. Pain is funny.
The ref hands the weapons over to a ringside attendant for safe keeping and admonishes Greenfever. Greenie simply shrugs his shoulders and stares at the ref with those cold, remorseless serial killer eyes of his. Slappy Johnson, who is admittedly a bit frightened, calls for the bell.
Purse appears hesitant to lock-up with Greenfever, not wanting to get blood or chunks of brain matter on himself, but Greenie has no such hang-ups. Greenfever lunges at Purse, hitting him with a side-kick to the midsection then a beautiful roundhouse to the face and finally a spin-kick that drops Purse to the mat.
Zach Davis: Chuck Norris combo from Greenfever! Shit, that was awesome!
Purse quickly returns to his feet but Greenie is unrelenting as he uncorks with right and left hands to Purse's head and body, showcasing his prodigious striking ability. Purse is staggered into the corner by Greenfever's furious onslaught of punches. Greenfever mounts the turnbuckles and proceeds to rain down punches to the top of Purse's head. In a fit of desperation, Purse grabs Fever around his waist, eschewing any personal reservations that he might have about touching Fever's rancid ensemble, and dumps the People's Champion over the top rope.
Zach Davis: Greenfever just crash landed on the floor, courtesy of Jeff Purse! Eat it, Greenie!
Shannan Lerch: Purse is climbing to the top rope. What could he possibly have in mind? Something daredevil-ish I bet! Oooooohhhhh yeaaaah!!
Crowd: KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM!
Greenfever gets to his feet, obviously groggy from his tumble to the floor. Purse receives the cue from Kari and then leaps off the top turnbuckle -- Purse executes a picture perfect moonsault onto Greenfever!, sending both he and Greenie into the protective barrier near the front row.
Crowd: PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE!
Zach Davis: Did you SEE that shit!? Jeff Purse just flew twenty feet into the air and knocked Greenie into next month with that moonsault! That's from The Future, yo!
Shannan Lerch: Jeff Purse has testicles the size of grapefruits! He might be prissy, but he ain't no sissy! Eat it, Greenie!
It's apparent that Greenfever has absorbed the brunt of the blow, as evidenced when Purse is soon to his feet -- meanwhile Fever continues to writhe in pronounced pain on the arena floor. Purse salutes the ringside fans and then grabs Greenfever by his maggot-encrusted hair and rolls him into the ring. Purse suddenly stops in his tracks and gags when he looks at the reddish brown slime on his hands. He wipes his hands off on the ring apron before following Greenie into the ring, and then covers Greenfever with a lateral press.
Slappy Johnson: ONE...
T--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: Ooh ! I thought Purse might-a had 'em that time!
Shannan Lerch: No you did not, Zach! That's Greenfever! He drinks battery acid like it's Monster Energy Drink! You need more than a moonsault to beat his ass!
Purse pelts Greenfever with a spinning heel kick that finds its mark on the serial killer's jaw. Fever is staggered yet still standing. Purse tries for another kick, but Greenie catches his foot this time. That's no problem for Jeff Purse! He flips up with his other leg and cracks Fever in the back of the head with an enzuigiri. Purse points to his girl Kari after hitting that sweet ass kick and she excitedly claps her hands while bouncing up and down. Drooling and boners ensue.
Zach Davis: Kari is giving the ringside fans a show while her man does work inside of the ring. What's Purse up to now? Irish whip into the ropes... OH SNAP A HURRICANRANA BY PURSE!!
Shannan Lerch: BUT NOOOO!!! GREENFEVER COUNTERS INTO A
Shannan's headset falls off of her head from the sheer impact of the Electric Powerbomb that Greenfever just hit~~!
Zach Davis: Look at the replay of the Electric Powerbomb! Look at it for the love of Godfever! Purse's neck and spinal column were grotesquely contorted when they hit the mat!!1!
Shannan Lerch: I suddenly have a craving for pulled pork.
Zach Davis: That's most nights for you, Shannan, but anyway enough about your personal life, we got a People's Title match going on here!
Greenfever rocks back and forth on the mat like a mental patient for a few moments before draping a bloodied and lacerated arm across Purse's finely toned chest.
Slappy Johnson: ONE...
THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Fever bellows in disgust while the crowd puts up a roar for Jeff Purse.
Crowd: WE LOVE PURSE! WE LOVE PURSE! WE LOVE PURSE!
Kari rallies the support for her man by shaking what the good lord gave her.
Zach Davis: Greenie just talked some shit to the ref. He's complaining about Kari's antics and he also said that Slappy Johnson's mama is a ho-bag!... but he's mostly upset about Kari.
Shannan Lerch: What's wrong? She's shaking her ass and titties. I mean it's not as if she could hide 'em, even if she wanted to. Girl got it goin' on!
Zach Davis: I think Greenie wants to fuck her with a knife or somesuch, but before he can seriously entertain that notion he has to get past Jeff Purse.
Greenfever is now having himself a snack, biting down on Purse's face amid warnings from the referee. Slappy Johnson threatens to kick Greenfever in the cock if Greenie doesn't stop biting Jeff Purse. Fever finally relents, as he'd really rather his cock didn't get kicked.
Zach Davis: Greenfever took a big ol' bite or ten out of Purse's face and the abrasions on Purse's nose, cheek and lips are telling that story!
Shannan Lerch: Look; Greenie got him on the eyelid too!
Zach Davis: Oh damn, that's fudged up. Fortunately our crack WCF medical staff has a fresh supply of penicillin on hand to guard against infection for all of Greenfever's opponents.
Shannan Lerch: Greenie is stretching him now! He's got Jeff Purse in all kinds of hurt with The Lament Configuration!
Greenfever has Purse trapped in a Surfboard Stretch with Purse's head wrenched backward into a dragon sleeper. It's an awkward, unnatural and extremely painful position for the body to be placed in and Purse is paying the price for it. The pain is written on Jeff's face with a world of strain, contortion and spittle.
Crowd: PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE!
Zach Davis: Purse's fans are not giving up and neither is Purse... not yet anyway!
Shannan Lerch: Yes but even that deranged wienerschnitzel Rick Santorum has his backers. The question is will they still be there when push comes to shove?
Zach Davis: Purse will need all the help he can get to escape this hold, that's for sure!!~
Purse finally cradles his body just so, at the perfect angle that he needed, getting a toe (literally a toe) on the rope!..
Zach Davis: Ref says that Godfever has to break the hold! Purse survives The Lament Configuration!
Crowd: PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE! PURSE!
Shannan Lerch: You could tell that Kari's boobs were getting nervous there for a minute the way her nipples hardened, but her man is safe now -- for the moment anyway.
Meanwhile, Fever has popped to his feet and he's in Slappy Johnson's grill to argue. Green has not been happy with Johnson's performance tonight, and that's a carryover from previous Greenfever matches that Slappy has officiated. Greenfever is accusing Slappy Johnson of bias!!
Zach Davis: I don't believe what I'm hearing from the Omega Greenfever! Is he seriously accusing Slappy Johnson of some kind of coup to overthrow his regime atop the People's Title division?
Shannan Lerch: I'm receiving word--
There's a minor explosion at the announce table, but thankfully no one is hurt.
Shannan Lerch: Damn, did you eat them Volcano Tacos before the show again, Zach?
Zach Davis: I had no choice. Seth ordered the family pack and then got drunk, choked on his own vomit and passed out before he could finish it.
Shannan Lerch: Anyway!~~ I've received word that Greenfever's legal team has lodged an official protest with WCF management regarding Slappy Johnson's performance in this match.
Zach Davis: I really don't think Slappy's done anything wro-- whoa holy night, Purse just rolled up Greenfever!!
Slappy Johnson: ONE...
THRE--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Both men quickly get up and Purse boots Green in the midsection then climbs out to the apron. Springboard by Purse and he drops Fever with a stiff lariat across the throat. Fever is gasping for air as he rolls around on the mat-- Purse grabs an ankle and locks in the ankle lock!!
Zach Davis: Purse is suddenly in control of this match! What's Greenie gonna do! Ya gonna tap, Greenster? No shame if ya do! Purse was just a step ahead of ya tonight!
Shannan Lerch: No fucking way is Fever gonna tap! I will denounce all gods and masters if Fever taps out to Jeff Purse! It can't happen!
Greenfever is flailing about on the mat with his arms and leg akimbo. The man is in dire agony. Purse angles the ankle lock in a protruding upright manner to further the strain on Fever's ankle -- It's a diabolically brilliant plan by the BMX superstar and Fever's anguished yells and the torrent of obscenities that spew from his mouth confirm that his strategy is working.
Zach Davis: Greenfever is up shit's creek and I don't see no paddle!
Shannan Lerch: Wait-- whoa Whoa WHOA! Hold onto your aviator glasses -- Greenfever, THE Greenfever just hopped onto one foot!
Purse still has the ankle lock but Greenie is hopping on his free leg~!! Fever drops to the mat and rolls forward, yanking his trapped leg free. Purse gives chase but Fever is ready for him -- BOOM POW BANGG!!!
Crowd: NOOOO! BOOOO! BOOOO! WE LOVE PURSE! WE LOVE PURSE!
Zach Davis: Greenfever just hit an STO into a Flatliner into a CHOKE-SLAM! The man is one hundred and ninety pounds and he just choke-slammed Jeff Purse! Tell me, TELL ME that Greenfever is not a cyborg from the year 2525!
Shannan Lerch: As opposed to what... a women's shoe salesman?
Zach Davis: A fine profession in its own right, but here's the cover by Greenie!
Slappy Johnson: ONE...
THREEeeeeeeeeeandthreequarters!!-NO!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: He kicked out!!!
Shannan Lerch: You sounded like a girl when you said that, Zach!
Zach Davis: I know, but Purse kicked out! He kicked out! That's a really surprising development because it looked like he was-- OH NO GREENIE'S GOING FOR THE DISLOCATED PILEDRIVER IF HE HITS IT PURSE'S NECK WILL BE BROKEN!!11!!!!~~!!1!1!!
Greenie gets Purse up for his modified stalling piledriver, but Purse incredibly wraps his legs around Greenie's neck. This stuns Greenie enough to give Purse the pocket of opportunity that he needs to hit a surprise hurricanrana into a pin.
Slappy Johnson: ONE...
THREeeeee-NOOO!!!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: But I thought we had a new champ and where did that come from!!? Jeff Purse hit it out of thin air?
Shannan Lerch: When you've got hurricanranas you're never out of a match! You are never out of a match, my friend!!
Zach Davis: Americaaaaaa fuckk yeahaaaH!!!
Purse is feeling his oats, and this crowd is rocking and rolling--
Crowd: JEFF PURSE! JEFF PURSE! JEFF PURSE! JEFF PURSE!
Purse goes abso-flipping nutso, hitting his variation of Whisper in the Wind.
Zach Davis: Taking off The Training Wheels!! Jeff Purse just took off his training wheels! He's got Greenie pinned, oh he could have it!!
Slappy Johnson: ONE...
THREeeee--NO!!!!!! SHOULDER UP!!! SHOULDER UP!!! SHOULDER.......UP!!!!!
Shannan Lerch: Greenfever is defying physics! The man cannot be pinned! Throw in the towel, Purse! You can't beat Greenfever!
Zach Davis: No, don't listen to her, Purse! Think of your fans! Think of your girlfriend's vagina! Think of your mama! You CAN do this!
Purse is calling for it -- The crowd is going bonkers!!
Crowd: SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE! SPOKE!
Greenie gets up..... Purse goes in for the kill! But Greenie ducks---
Zach Davis: DISLOCATED PILEDRIVER!!! GREENIE HIT IT!!! OH NOES!!!!~~!1!!!
Greenfever pins in mid-ring.
Slappy Johnson: ONE...
Shannan Lerch: Greenfever's reign of terror continues and I have to say that I kinda saw this coming!
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse fought his balls off though! The kid fought his balls off and he deserves all the credit in the world!
Shannan Lerch: Well I'd say Greenfever deserves the credit for winning, Zach--
While Zach and Shannan come to blows at the announce table, Greenfever taunts his defeated foe in the ring, threatening to drop fleshy goblets of brain chunk into Jeff Purse's exposed mouth, but a slew of road agents and referees scurry down to ringside and subdue Greenfever while Kari tends to Jeff.
Chad Evans is seen backstage, wearing a gray tracksuit and white sneakers, while lounging upon a lounge chair in the lounge area. Chad is chatting casually with his friend and former tag team partner, King Jimmy Dean. The King is, of course, wearing his crown of gold and jewels and his lavish royal robe while seated upon a majestic zebra from the plains of Papua New Guinea. From their conversation, we can gather that they're talking about women.
King Jimmy Dean: Ass hers big was like bomb atom. Fuck there hers King Jimmy happy very to big ass yes! Explosion test tubes like with soda baking BIG.
King Jimmy gestures BIG with his hands to further emphasize his point while Chad chuckles uproariously, even slapping his knee, and cracks a big smile. King Jimmy is also smiling but his good times are soon brought to an abrupt halt when he's walloped over the head with a tire jack. Chad's eyes immediately grow wide first with horror then with rage after witnessing the unprovoked act of violence. King Jimmy's zebra rears up to its hind legs in fear and runs away, dragging King Jimmy along the ground behind it. Chad springs up from his chair as if his legs were on giant springs and confronts the tire jack wielding culprit... Jam Willy Jesus!
Chad throws the first strike, a wheel kick, that lands flush on Willy's jaw, knocking him to the ground. Chad drops down to initiate some ground and pound on his opponent for the upcoming XIII card, but Chad's jaw is greeted harshly in return by an upkick from Jam Willy. Chad is staggered back, giving Jam Willy time and space to kip up to his feet. Jam Willy swings at Chad with the tire jack, but Chad grabs hold of it and he and Willy engage in an epic struggle for control of the jack. Both men grit their teeth, lips quivering like horny teen boys experiencing their first beej, eyes bulging out of sockets, neck and forehead veins verging on popping... finally Chad headbutts Jam Willy -- not once, not twice, but thrice!!
Jam Willy Jesus: Gah, you fuckhead!
Willy tumbles asunder to that unforgiving tile floor while Chad gains control of the tire jack. In a feat of strength akin to Superman himself, Chad bends the iron wrought tire jack in half and flings it to the ground, where it ricochets off a vending machine and hits an unwitting stagehand in the head... possibly killing him, but most certainly concussing him.
Chad Evans: Nice toy you brought, Jam Willy, but if you're gonna jump Chad Dogg you better come harder than that!
Chad gestures with his hand for Jam Willy to "COME AT ME BRO!" Jam Willy huffs and puffs on the ground like a man who just saw his dog get kicked in the cock by Hitler.
Jam Willy Jesus: You mutha'fuckaaaaaa!!!!!!
Jam Willy bounds to his feet and tackles Willy into the nearby Coke machine. Sparks fly everywhere and the bodies of both men are jolted with electricity as the lights in the room flicker at an alarming rate. Both men hoot and holler and scream and shout as the electricity pulses through their bodies -- after several tense moments, the Coke machine abruptly short circuits and both men collapse to the floor. Chad and Willy exchange heated glances as they lie next to each other, a pair of fried, electrocuted heaps of immobile flesh. They suddenly turn their eyes elsewhere as the zebra runs back into the room, still dragging King Jimmy behind him.
King Jimmy Dean: AHHHHHHHHHH MEEEE HEEEEELPPPPPP CAAAALLLLLLL FOOOORRRRR HEEEEELLLPPPPPP NEEEED
The sound of roaring motorcycles could be heard over the PA system as Pyrotechs explode down the entrance ramp and around the ring. It's Time for war by LLCOOLJ then begins as Night Rider makes his way to the ring with the Lovely Angel Fyre leading the way.
Shannan Lerch: I'm not going to lie Zach, I've been looking forward to this match all night. I was on the fence when it was announced, but after the war of words these two have had leading up to tonight, I'm expecting nothing short of a fight.
Zach Davis: Agreed Shannan. Night Rider originally expressed his respect for Jay Price, going as far as saying that Price was one of the guys that made him want to come to WCF. In response, Price insulted everything Night Rider has done and then made a remark about Rider's recently deceased brother that can't be sitting too well.
Shannan Lerch: Jay has been known to say some rather unflattering things about his opponents, but this time I think he may be live to regret it.
Night Rider enters the ring and waits in his corner.
"Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold hits the speakers as the arena lights drop and are replaced by strobe lights emanating from the stage. Jay Price walks out onto the stage from the back, one of the WCF Tag Titles casually slung over his shoulder. Playing on the jumbotron behind Price is a continuous loop of some of his most embarrassing moments: losing the COHOF match, almost having his neck broken by Logan and being pinned by Mr. FPV. Price hears the laughter from the crowd and ignores it as he makes his way to the ring.
Zach Davis: And speaking of Price, here comes the man that in just 5 days will be challenging Jonny Fly for the WCF World Title at XIII. It's going to be Fly and Price battling in Price's signature match, Clockwork Orange House Of Fun, for the richest prize in all of wrestling.
Shannan Lerch: Price has always wanted this opportunity and now he's finally gotten it. The question on everyone's mind is, can he do it?
Along the way he snatches a beer from a nearby fan and chugs it before sliding in under the bottom rope. He hangs out in his corner as he waits for the match to start.
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Both men come out of their corners and meet in the center of the ring. A bit of jaw jacking ensues before Rider cocks back his fist and connects with Price's chin. Price responds with a big right of his own and it turns into an all out slugfest.
Shannan Lerch: We knew this match wasn't going to be pretty. These guys are in there throwing bombs.
Rider connects with a right and then another and another. Price is forced into the corner and Rider begins to stomp away at the midsection. The referee moves in and tries to break it up but Rider is having absolutely none of it.
Zach Davis: Night Rider needs to get back before the referee disqualifies him. I understand the anger, but he doesn't want to lose this match. Not this way.
The referee finally gets Rider off Price and in the center of the ring. The referee is trying his best to calm down the big man but from the corner Price flips him off. Rider goes into a rage and pushes past the referee, charging the corner. Price explodes from the corner and meets Rider with a spear. Price quickly hooks the leg.
Night Rider quickly kicks out as Price rolls away.
Zach Davis: Price went for that pin too early in the match, but right from the get go you can see that Night Rider needs to keep his emotions in check if he wants to win this match. If not, he's going to make a mistake that will cost him dearly.
Night Rider up to his feet before Price, but Price rolls out of the ring before he can do anything. Night Rider quickly exits the ring and Price takes off around the ring with Rider right behind him. Price slides into the ring and when Rider tries to do the same, Price dives on top of him and begins to rain down on the back of his head with elbows.
Shannan Lerch: Those elbows just look devastating.
The referee starts up his five count and nearly gets to five before Price stops the barrage. He gives Rider just enough time to get to his feet before hitting him with a forearm across the back and then shooting him into the opposite ropes. Rider comes back and Price goes for a clothesline. Rider ducks it, hits the ropes behind Price and comes back, leveling Price with a huge shoulder block. Price hits the mat, rolls back and springs right back up to his feet. He runs at Rider and straight into a huge snap powerslam.
Shannan Lerch: Wow, what power!
Rider now with a pin attempt.
And Price with the kickout. Rider gets back up to his feet, pulling Price up with him. Rider uses his left hand to hold Price's head in place as he hits a well placed elbow across Price's face. Price stumbles back a step before Rider catches him and snaps off a belly to belly suplex. Price hits the mat and tries to get up quickly, but Rider runs, grabs him by the back of the head and plants him with a bulldog.
Zach Davis: Night Rider is all over Price right now. Maybe I was wrong about him needing to control his anger.
Night Rider again with a pin attempt.
And again Price is able to kick out. Rider up to his feet, pulling Price with him. Rider pulls Price in and looks to hit a suplex. He gets Price up, but Price finds a way to counter it and lands on his feet behind Rider. Price with a forearm to the back and then quickly he snaps off a briding german suplex.
Shannan Lerch: And Night Rider kicks out! Wow, just like that Price shows a sign of life in this match.
Rider did indeed kick out and now both men are back up. They lock up, with Rider looking to use the size advantage to get control. But Price uses his technical know-how to quickly get the arm and turn it around into a hammerlock. He torques on the elbow as the referee checks on Rider.
Referee Chip Diggler: Whaddaya say Rider? You wanna quit?
Rider promptly tells him which orifice to stick his quit into before firing back an elbow. Price sees it coming and ducks, but Rider gets loose and catches him with a kick to the gut before he can get out of the way. Night Rider pulls in the doubled over Price, lifts him up looking for a powerbomb. Price however has other ideas as he begins hammering at Rider's head while sitting on his shoulders. Rider drops him and Price lands on his feet. Price then from out of nowhere hits The Downfall. Price with the pin attempt.
AND NIGHT RIDER KICKS OUT! Price rolls off and looks to the referee, confused as hell. The referee holds up two fingers and tells him that he kicked out.
Shannan Lerch: Price really thought he had Night Rider there. But the big man's heart is too in it.
Price gets up to his feet and gets in the referee's face. He's convinced the referee miscounted and is giving him a piece of his mind. The ref can only point to the WCF logo on his shirt and tell Price to back off. With a flip of the middle finger, Price turns back to Rider who is slowly getting up.
Zach Davis: That look in Price's eyes...I don't like it Shannan.
Price lets him get up before kicking him in the stomach and pulling him. Price lifts him up like he's going for a vertical suplex but then simply releases, letting Rider drop straight onto his head on the mat.
Shannan Lerch: OHMYGOD! HE COULD HAVE BROKEN NIGHT RIDER'S NECK!
Zach Davis: He calls that the Sunny No More. A sheer drop brainbuster Shannan, not a good move at all to be hit with.
Price looks down at his handywork with a smile on his face as the referee moves in to check on Night Rider. Price pushes the referee away and goes for the pin.
As soon as he gets to three the referee pushes Price off of Rider and again checks on him. He stands up and waves to the back for medical attention for the unconscious wrestler. Price can only laugh as he looks down.
Shannan Lerch: If Price can hit that move on Jonny Fly at XIII, we'll be looking at the new WCF World Champion Zach.
Zach Davis: Indeed Shannan. I hope the champ was watching closely.
The show fades out to commercial as Price exits the ring and medical personnel enter the ring.
The scene shows Joel Hall's locker room. Joel Hall is taking a smoke from a Dunhill Red cigarette.
Joel Hall: This is just fantastic. The Trios Cup has made everything into a war zone. World War III. There should be a PPV named that.
Joel throws the cigarette in the bin. He takes a cup of water and drinks it.
Joel Hall: If Seth Lerch is participating for a championship, I would laugh my ass off.
Joel Hall: I don't even want to know who's competing. If I'm put infront of 3 jabronis in the ring, there's gonna be 3 stretchers coming their way.
Joel Hall: Jonny Fly? Paper champion. Logan? Douchebag of the year. Super FPV? Total suckup. Roy Speede? No one gives two shits. Corey Black? A has-been. Odin Balfore? Haven't faced him. Still wanting a real match from him. Weed Homies? Scum of the Earth. Johnny Reb? A hack with a one trick mind. Doc Henry? Someone needs to tell him that this ain't Halloween. Benjamin Atreyu? Cocky cocksucker. Chad Evans? I need to meet him sometime. Zombie McMorris? Internet clown. Greenfever? Really has a fever when that fucker Switches the Clown is activated. Nathan Von Liebert? Masochistic psychopath. Tek? Spiritual hip-hop wannabe. Jay Price? Needs a damn theme song. Brad Kane? Needs to be 20 percent cooler. Oblivion? Has bitches around him. Pimp an playa is what I think of him. Especially if he's insane. Gravedigger? Needs a grave for himself. Kira Sakazaki? Anime hero? This ain't like Kamen Rider, retard. Yankees will never make it to the top season in the near future. Sarah Twilight? She's a vampire? Meh. Don't give a rat's ass. Famine of the Vile? More like Vermin of the Shithole. And the rest? Jabronis that waste time. Worst of all, Seth Lerch is the biggest shithead known to man. You hear that?
The yells of the crowd can be heard from the arena as Joel grins. Then, Joel throws the paper cup in the bin.
Joel Hall: And Souta Maeda. The fucker who took the El Mideo Extremo character from me. Copyright infringement is against the law, silly! And if we were to end this, I would have it ended in a Three Stages of Hell Match. And if our match can't be arranged, then boohoo for you. Better than wasting precious time.
Then, Joel Hall exits the locker room.
Shannan Lerch: We've been talking about it all week. Speculation has been running wild and now the time is here and now. Jonny Fly is actually teamed up with his Aftermath opponent, Sarah Twilight to take on the new rebirth of the Team of Treachery!
Zach Davis: Twilight is his Aftermath opponent, provided that he beats Price at XIII.
Shannan Lerch: That's if he even shows. But right now, it's ToT, Fly, Twilight! There's about to be a war!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first.....at a total combined weight of 485 pounds....LOGAN and DOC HENRY....the TEAM OF TREACHERY!!!
“Master of Puppets” by Metallica blasts out over the arena. Logan and Doc Henry walk out onto the stage accompanied by Mary. The audience immediately begins booing, which plays right along for Doc, eating the audience’s displeasure up with a cocky grin. Logan swiftly jumps in place, his eyes scanning the arena with a focused glare. The two begin walking down the ramp, talking shit to the fans along the way before hitting the ring. Doc Henry rolls under the bottom rope and pops to his feet while Logan climbs the steps and slips into the ring. Mary takes her position, remaining outside the ring. Doc struts the ring, pointing out to audience members and bad mouthing them while Logan climbs up the turnbuckle and slowly brings his arms above his head. They receive a lot of heat, eventually Logan hops down from the ropes and the two pace the ring until the music cuts.
Kyle Steel: And their opponents...
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 again 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 ONLY ONE WHO MATTERS in Professional Wrestling...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!
Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening cheers once again and simply ignores them. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah stands in the center of the ring, posing, almost as if for her own amusement as the crowd's cheers become even LOUDER.
Kyle Steel: And her tag team partner....
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.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, from New York, New York and weighing in at 225 pounds.....he is the WCF World Heavyweight Champion, "The Dynasty" JONNY FLY!
“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.
Shannan Lerch: Can Fly and Twilight co-exist? Will they be able to put something together and emerge victorious? Or will the ToT put a notch under their belts by defeating the World Champion and the Number One Contender in the same night?
Zach Davis: I don't think the egos can work together. Fly and Twilight are all about themselves. They aren't interested in helping each other out. ToT is going to expose those weaknesses here tonight.
Our referee calls for the bell as Sarah Twilight and Logan start of the match. Sarah uses her quickness right off the bat to catch the larger Logan with a front dropkick as she rushes him the moment the bell sounds. Logan gets himself back to his feet quickly after taking the sudden hit, and as he does he is taken over with a snapmare. Sarah follows this up with a tri-fecta of forearms to the back of Logan's head, stunning the man. Now very quickly, Sarah tags Jonny Fly into the match.
Shannan Lerch: Fast tag by Sarah already. It would appear that Sarah Twilight and Jonny Fly might actually co-exist successfully here tonight.
Zach Davis: Absolutely. But we cannot discount the ToT. They are definitely a force to be reckoned with. History has shown us that.
Fly wastes no time picking up where Sarah left off as he stomps down on Logan with a determined fire. Logan stumbles to his feet after scrambling away from the vicious stomps and Fly is hot on his trail as he blasts him with a spear tackle and starts swinging wild fists at him as the ToT member covers up. The World Champion finally composes himself again after the flurry and makes it back to his feet. He takes a few steps back and then picks up a little momentum for a knee drop to Logan's head. However, Logan rolls out of the way and Fly meets nothing but canvas.
Shannan Lerch: Nobody home there for Jonny Fly. Logan having an opportunity to swing the match into his favor.
Zach Davis: Oh I am sure they will give Fly and Twilight a fight.
Still a bit stunned, Logan staggers to his feet, shaking of the effects of the crazed fury of punches just a few moments ago. Fly works out the kink in his knee for a moment and makes it to his feet. Logan uses the moment he was given to his advantage and nails a stiff roundhouse to the side of Fly's head. The World Champion stumbles forward and falls to the mat. Logan measures the champ as he tries to make it to his feet and, while on his knees, he sends another stiff side kick to Fly's face, sending him back down.
Zach Davis: There we go! That's what I'm talking about!
Now, Logan makes his way to his corner and tags in Doc Henry. The other half of tonight's ToT get together enters the ring and keeps the pressure on Fly. He locks in a grounded sleeper hold from behind and combines this with a body scissors, trying to put the world champ out, quickly. Fly struggles a bit in the predicament and the ref is there to check for a submission. Fly refuses. Doc wrenches the hold some more and Fly groans out in agony. The ref checks for the submission yet again, but he doesn't need to wait for an answer as Fly starts driving his elbows back into Henry, doing everything he can to break from from the hold. After a few stern shots, the ToT member finally releases.
Fly slowly makes it back to his feet as does Doc. Though the world champ is just a little bit too fast for Henry and he pulls Doc down into an inside cradle before he knows what has happened. The ref immediately slides in for the count.
Doc is able to kick out of the cradle before three.
Shannan Lerch: Near fall there by Jonny Fly. It was almost over right there!
Zach Davis: Are you kidding me? Fly is good, but not THAT good.
Shannan Lerch: Whatever you say Zach.
Both competitors back to their feet again and Jonny Fly pulls Henry in for a short arm clothesline that he somehow manages to duck under and get behind Fly. The Champ now turns around only to get a thrusted back kick to the gut which backs him off, giving Doc some space to work with. And work with it he does as he takes a few steps forward, dropping to one knee and blasts Fly with a forearm uppercut that staggers the world champion back. He follows this up with a few stiff kicks to his sides. Now he's backed Fly against the ropes with his kicks and takes him for an Irish whip, however, Fly pulls him back with a reversal, dropping him quickly with a DDT.
Shannan Lerch: An opportunity now for Fly and Twilight!
Now, with Henry down, Fly makes his way to his corner and tags Sarah back into the match. The vicious redhead climbs into the ring and heads after Doc, who is slowly getting back to his feet. However, he shoves her away and makes a slight dive toward his corner, tagging Logan back into the match. Logan comes into the ring and Sarah rushes at him as well, but she is cut short in her effort as he downs her with a swinging forearm axe handle. The ToT take control of the match.
Logan is slow and methodical in his pace now as he hauls the redhead back to her feet and delivers a perfect back breaker, causing Sarah to groan in pain. Logan covers her, pressing his forearm against the side of her face for added leverage as the ref slides into position.
NO! Sarah shoots a shoulder up.
Shannan Lerch: Sarah able to stay in this thing. But The ToT trying to end things early.
Zach Davis: With Seth Lerch running the show, they want to get to partying, I'm sure.
Shannan Lerch: They have to win before any celebration takes place. And the longer this match goes on, the more it favors Fly and Twilight.
Logan pulls himself to his feet with a scowl on his face as he drags Sarah up with him. She explodes, firing off shots at him left and right, making a comeback at the larger man. However, he fires back with a thrust to her throat and follows it up by barreling through her with a shoulder tackle. Logan takes this opportunity to move toward Fly's corner and feigns a shot at Fly, drawing him into the ring. Our ref keeps to his duty as the official and tries to get Jonny Fly back in his corner. This allows Doc Henry to enter the ring and the two men double team Sarah with a series of vicious stomps and kicks. The assault only further 'enrages' Fly thus keeping the ref occupied with him.
Shannan Lerch: Look at this! Already the underhanded tactics are coming into full swing!
The two men take full advantage. Logan lifts Sarah up into a back breaker position once again as Henry kneels down, placing his knee forward. Logan takes a jump and CRASHES the number one contender's back across Doc's knee in a sidewalk slam manner. Sarah yells out in agony. Jonny Fly is finally forced to exit the ring and the ref focuses his attention back on the legal participants just in time to see Logan take to the apron, assuring the ref that they made a tag. Of course, there was no legal tag made between the men as Henry continues to work Sarah over.
Shannan Lerch: No tag was made, but Jackson seems to think there was. The ToT taking complete control here after some sneaky cheap shotting!
Zach Davis: Hey, the ref thinks they tagged, then they tagged. Besides, they have the ring experience. Like true ring Generals, they control how everything around them happens. That ref is being played like a fiddle with such beautiful precision!
He drops a knee down into the small of her back and again she yells out in pain. He hauls her to her feet and sends her into the turnbuckle on an Irish whip with authority. She hits it hard with her back, but has no time to dwell on that pain because Henry followed her in, running a hard knee into her ribs. The air is pushed from her and she gasps for precious oxygen. She stumbles forward and Doc stays on her. He grabs her from behind for a back body drop, but she manages to roll out of it, still winded. In a quick attempt, she rushes at him with a HARD clothesline that takes him down. Now, she falls to her knees and begins breathing heavily.
Zach Davis: Damn it! She's almost finished! Just get back up and break that skinny little girl!
Sarah catches her breath after a few moments and slowly starts making her way toward her corner. But, Logan rushes the ring, nailing her from behind with a forearm that sends her down. The ref steps in, immediately getting in Logan's face, warning him out from the ring. Logan argues with the official as Doc makes it back to his feet. Sarah again starts making it toward Fly who has his arm outstretched, but Henry grabs hold of the crawling redhead's ankle and starts pulling her away from her corner. Sarah thinks quickly and pushes herself up, sending a sharp kick at Doc's head as she catches him with an enziguri, freeing herself from his grip. She follows this up with a Royal Butterfly that sends the southern man crashing to the mat. Now, without hesitation, she heads toward Fly with a dive and tags the world champion!
Shannan Lerch: And here we go! Fly is tagged into the match and the tide is shifting!!
The crowd actually roars as Fly pushes himself up to the top turnbuckle and dives off with a cross body knocking Henry back down again. The 'Southern Gentleman' gets back to his feet only to be taken down with a scoop slam which is followed by an elbow drop for good measure. Fly is cleaning house with Doc Henry! Though, the burst is short lived as the referee has finally gotten Logan from the ring and now he turns his attention to Jonny Fly and informs him to leave the ring. He argues that the tag was made, however, the ref never saw it as he was busy with Logan, who is now dragging Doc Henry over to his own corner as the argument ensues.
Shannan Lerch: Again with the distractions! Sarah clearly made a legal tag to Fly. But that idiot ref was again preoccupied with Logan.
Zach Davis: Yes! That's right, get back in your corner Fly! Let the redhead continue to get beat!
After the protest, Fly begrudgingly leaves the ring and Sarah is still considered the legal participant for her team. Logan reaches down and tags the dazed Doc Henry now, making sure that the ref sees it and enters the ring fresh. He goes right to work on Sarah, slamming her with repeated forearm shots. This is followed by a suplex, which is executed a bit slowly, but nonetheless is effective. Sarah hits the mat and groans again in pain. Logan takes his time getting to his feet, having the match under control and methodically stalks Twilight. He reaches down, hauling the redhead to her feet, only to be caught by surprise with a jaw breaker. Sarah is still hurting a bit, but gets herself to her feet and is looking completely pissed off!
Zach Davis: What? Oh no! No! No! No!
Shannan Lerch: Twilight is putting herself into another place right now...and she needs to! Her team has been on the wrong end of things almost the entire time.
Sarah looks absolutely furious as she makes it to her feet, glaring immensely at Logan. She measures him. Logan gets to his feet and she flies at him with a forearm, knocking him back. She follows up with a running dropkick that seems to come out of virtually nowhere! This knocks Logan off of his feet and she wastes no time. She climbs the turnbuckle, leaping off with a moonsault and comes crashing down atop him with a double foot stomp to the chest with Broken Spirit! She immediately drops down for a cover attempt. Referee slides into position for the count.
Zach Davis: Phew! That was close!
Logan manages to kick a shoulder off the mat. But Twilight is not letting up. She's all over the place as if crazed. Elbows, kicks and flying variations of punches and lariats come at Logan from almost every angle imaginable and she shows no signs of slowing down. A flying forearm comes sailing toward Henry who is on the apron, but he hops down, avoiding contact.. Sarah turns around to continue her wicked assault on Logan, however Doc reaches in and grabs both of her ankles, pulling them out from under her and she falls face first on the canvas. This gives Logan some much needed time to recover and he pulls himself up.
Shannan Lerch: Oh gimmie a break!
Zach Davis: Hey, she asked for it by taking a swing at him!
Seeing Twilight down, he opts to make his ascent to the top, leaping off and NAILING her with a diving elbow drop to the small of her back. He connects full force, again knocking the wind out of her. Having taken advantage of the cheap shot by Henry now, he rolls her over for the pinfall and the ref makes the count.
Fly makes the save just before three. He grabs hold of Logan and uses everything he has to toss him through the ropes to the outside. The ref again escorts Fly from the ring and back to his corner.
Shannan Lerch: Jonny Fly with the save. He really needs to get into this match. But so far, The ToT have effectively cut the ring off for Sarah Twilight.
Zach Davis: That's because they are world class wrestlers, Shannan. World Class!
Shannan Lerch: World Class Cheaters more like it!
The crowd is stomping their feet getting behind Sarah Twilight who again has the chance to make the much needed tag to her partner. Sarah crawls toward her corner and Fly is there with arm outstretched, waiting, begging for this tag. Sarah is slowly making it and now, Logan rolls himself back into the ring and rushes after Twilight to prevent the tag. But she gets it! This time, the ref sees it and Jonny Fly rushes into the ring about as pissed off as we've ever seen him. He nails a toe kick, and then a chop, punches, more kicks. He nearly possessed!
Shannan Lerch: And Jonny finally gets back into the match!
Zach Davis: Oh no. Damn....ugh!
Logan scrambles backwards to avoid the onslaught, looking for a tag to his partner. A quick shove that sends Fly back a few steps seems to be enough of an opening, however he does not relent. Instead, Fly comes back at Logan rushing him and taking him down with a neckbreaker before he can get to Doc Henry. The World Champion is on fire and continues the assault of Logan. Though he sees an opening, and pulls Fly's tights forward and sends a kick up into his head, staggering Jonny back. Doc enters the ring, this time to goad Sarah into the ring, but it doesn't work with the redhead who is making absolutely certain that the ToT's tactics are no longer going to be effective.
Zach Davis: She's just standing there like an idiot!
Shannan Lerch: Sarah isn't as trigger happy as Fly, that's not going to work on her!
The failed attempt at more shenanigans only serves as a means to more punishment for Logan. Fly hits a snap suplex, and sends a barrage of punches and kicks. He seemed to enjoy just toying with the ToT member. Finally he sends Logan into the turnbuckle with an Irish whip, and he follows up with a splash! As Logan stumbles back out of the corner he is met with a vicious European uppercut to the jaw!
Shannan Lerch: Discus Fly!
Zach Davis: Executed flawlessly at that!
Fly smirks as he grabs the turnbuckle to make an ascent, undoubtedly for The Fly Swatter. However, he pauses a moment, having second thoughts as he casually walks over to his corner and tags Sarah Twilight. Fly grins as he makes his way to the apron. Sarah eyes him suspiciously as she slowly makes her way back into the ring. Everyone seems to be a bit confused by Fly's move.
Shannan Lerch: What is he doing? He could have ended it right there?!
Zach Davis: Seems to me like more mind games between him and Sarah. Whatever the case, Twilight is back in the ring and the match is in control.
Doc Henry again makes his way into the ring, knowing that Logan was in some serious trouble now and Sarah rushes after him as he enters. However, the referee was also getting after Doc and as Sarah hits a clothesline, Henry ducks it and instead the referee is taken out! Henry and Twilight continue to brawl after the referee takes a bump and eventually Fly has seen enough, he rushes the ring and clotheslines Doc Henry from the ring, both men going over the top. The two begin to brawl on the outside. This has given Logan some time to get back into things and he is up, grabbing Sarah from behind for a sleeper hold! Though he never locks it in completely as she brings him over her shoulder. Logan is back up quickly and receives a kick to the gut. Twilight Zone! Logan is down and out. Sarah drops down for the cover but...no referee!
Zach Davis: The match could be over right here and now, but the referee is in no shape to make the count!
Shannan Lerch: If she wouldn't have gone after Henry, this wouldn't be an issue.
Sarah gets up and heads over to the referee, trying to stir him. After a few shakes, he seems to groan a bit and might be coming to. But he's still very much so, out of it. Meanwhile, someone slides into the ring behind Sarah as she deals with the ref. She turns around only to see, Famine of the Vile! He immediately grabs hold of her and DROPS her with The Hellseeker!!!!
Zach Davis: He's back! Despite everything that happened earlier to prevent this, Famine keeps his word!
Shannan Lerch: And the referee is still down. He has NO IDEA what just happened! Famine may have cost her the match!
Jonny Fly notices what is going on inside the ring after having gotten the better of Henry on the outside, and he rushes the ring after Famine. Though not before The Vile One pulls Logan into a pinfall position over the top of Sarah Twilight. Fly hits the ring and sends a few hard rights at Famine, backing him off. Fly finishes up with a dropkick that dumps Famine over the top and to the outside where he is swarmed by dozens of security who jump on him, and begin removing him from the arena...again. In the commotion, Henry gets back into the mix and NAILS Fly from behind. These two resume their brawl as Sarah lays in the center of the ring with Logan's arm draped over her.
Zach Davis: Famine of the Vile again, for the second week he gets himself involved with Sarah Twilight. Referee is coming to, and I think he may have just cost her the match!
Shannan Lerch: Security removed him from the building once earlier tonight. But he found his way back inside and Sarah is feeling the effects of his presence right now!
The ref crawls into position as he sees Logan covering Sarah. And he makes his count.
NO! Sarah SOMEHOW manages to barely get a shoulder up before three!
Zach Davis: I can't believe it! She's still in this thing!
Shannan Lerch: I don't know how. But right now, something has to give. Logan and Twilight are both down and out of it.
The ref is still a bit out of it as well, and therefore does not begin any sort of a ten count. It takes a while, but eventually, the two make it to their feet. The referee is using the ropes to pull himself up and is a bit distracted at the moment. Logan grabs hold of Sarah again attempting for The Connector, however he is denied once more as Sarah kicks a field goal between his legs! The ToT member drops immediately as his face turns purple.
Zach Davis: The Jumbo Hotdog of Treachery! Ergh, I hate that I just had to yell that...
But he is given no time to tend to his groin as Sarah locks in Spellbound!
Shannan Lerch: TAP OUT, LOGAN! This is your groin we're talking about! This match isn't worth it!
Indeed, more worried about his rapidly swelling testicles, Logan quickly taps out, not even wanting to go another moment with that kind of pain. Twilight releases the hold and stands up to get her arm raised as her music begins to play.
Kyle Steel: Here are your winners, the team of SARAH TWILIGHT, and the WCF World Champion, JONNY FLY!
Zach Davis: What a match! It was off the wall at every turn and....
Shannan Lerch: Wait a minute...look at this.
Fly rolls into the ring as Sarah pulls herself to her feet. He holds his WCF World Championship in one hand above his head as the two stare intently at each other. Though, before any speculation could occur, Jay Price slides into the ring, shoving Twilight out of the way as he gets nose to nose with Jonny Fly.
Zach Davis: Uh oh! The hostility here is to a boiling point.
Shannan Lerch: Fly says he isn't wrestling at XIII. Jay Price obviously out here to make a statement and...Holy shit!
Back in the ring, Jonny Fly slaps the taste out of Jay Price, shaking his head at him and he turns to exit the ring. However, an infuriated Price SNAPS as he spins the champion around and NAILS The Downfall, flooring Fly! The WCF World Title falls from Fly's hands as he is taken down. Jay Price picks up the belt, looking at it.
Zach Davis: Could we be seeing the future here? Could Jay Price be our next World Champion?
Shannan Lerch: He definitely just sent a message to Jonny Fly and.....WHAT?!
Price is now spun around and leveled with a Twilight Zone by Sarah Twilight! She now takes hold of the belt and glances at it for a moment, smirking, before tossing it down at Jonny Fly.
Zach Davis: Things have taken quite a turn here tonight. Jay Price, Jonny Fly at XIII. Will Fly show? Sarah Twilight has been named the guest referee. Will she be impartial? We don't know what to expect!
Shannan Lerch: I didn't like that smirk. What is she thinking? Is she going to screw Jonny Fly over? Or is she going to cost Price his one shot?
Zach Davis: The only way we're going to find out is at XIII!
All of a sudden, the crowd and cameras focus on the rafters. It appears that someone is being lowered but neither Jonny nor Sarah notice.
Shannan Lerch: Look! Look up there! Famine of the Vile is here again! After we saw Sarah attack him earlier! He wasn't kidding when he said he wasn't going away.
Famine now lands in the middle of the ring and looks over in Sarah's direction. Once again, Famine heads over to her and grabs her by the hair. He sets her up for ‘The Hellseeker’ when Fly finally notices what is happening and pushes Famine off of Sarah and stands in between them blocking Famine from getting to Twilight.
Zach Davis: Fly just saved Sarah Twilight from Famine of the Vile! Even after being attacked by Jay Price. What the hell is going on between these two?
Shannan Lerch: Whatever it is, I'm not very happy about it. He better not be cheating on me!
Famine asks for a mic. Jonny Fly looks ready to fight but Famine puts his hand up.
Famine: Woah, easy killer. I'm not here for you. Yet. But since you are here, let me get something off my chest. You and I both know that had it been me in that match, I would be standing here as World Champion. Not you. Because of that bitch, I was suspended and now have to wait to be reinstated. It's okay though because when I do come back, I'm going to take that title from you. That my friend is a promise!
Famine: Now champ, if you'll excuse me, I have to address someone.
Sarah Twilight exits the ring leaving only Fly and Famine of the Vile inside.
Famine then looks right into the camera.
Famine: Seth! I know you're back there watching and listening. As you can see, I told you that I wasn't going to just go away. How many people do I have to hurt to get your attention huh? I already took out a security guard and Nic Daniels. Whatever happens next is on your head. The blood I spill and the people I hurt will blame you for letting this continue. You and I both know that the HGH found in my locker wasn't mine. You and I both know I was set up. So why not admit it Seth? Huh? Why not admit to the world that you are ok with this because you didn't want someone like me to become the world champion?
The crowd boos again
Famine: I'm uncontrollable. I'm a loose cannon. I will do what I want, when I want and how I want. And if I need to take out more of your so called superstars then I will. But it's not going to stop. I am going to keep coming and coming like a freight train. Destroying anything and everything that gets in my way. That includes your champion here.
Jonny walks right up to Famine and gets in his face. Famine puts the mic down and both go nose to nose. Famine smiles sadistically as Jonny remains with a serious look on his face. Both men are talking back and forth to each other when once again; security makes their way out to ringside. This time however, Famine backs down and goes quietly.
Zach Davis: What the hell? He's actually going without a fight.
Shannan Lerch: You got to give him credit. The man does what he says he will.
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly versus Jay Price at XIII, Sarah Twilight as the ref... this whole Famine of the Vile situation... I can't wait.
Zach Davis: Okay ladies and gentlemen. we are coming up to our main even, of the evening!!
Shannan Lerch: That is right!! A Last Monster Standing Match which the WCF Hardcore Championship, will be on the line!!
Zach Davis: These two monsters have been going after each other for a long time now and at least, through my perspective, it's hasn't slowed down a bit!!
Shannan Lerch: This feud has been very personal. VERY PERSONAL!! Oblivion has permanently injured Chester and emotionally scarred poor JJ, half to death!!
Zach Davis: Don't forget about what Seth Lerch, Gravedigger, and the rest of MS-13 tried to do Oblivion!! Trying to send The Monster back to that mental hospital.
Shannan Lerch: All that has led us to tonight... A LAST MONSTER STANDING MATCH. A wrestler who cannot respond or stand up for a ten count.... WILL LOSE THIS MATCH.
Zach Davis: Anything goes!! This match could end up anywhere!! This match up will not be a scientific battle.
Shannan Lerch: No, it won't, Zach. This match will be fierce, bloody, and full of action!!
The lights go out and the crowd begins scream out explosive cheers. Oblivion by Mastodon begins to play, as the thunderous combination of the guitars, bass, and drums explode through the arena's speakers.
I flew beyond the sun before it was time
Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
Kyle Steel: The following match will be for the WCF Hardcore Championship!! Coming down the aisle, the challenger.... Weighing in at 305 pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... "THE MONSTER-ER-ER " O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!
The crowd cheers for Oblivion. The crowd stands onto their feet and rush towards the security railings. Oblivion slowly slinks out to the entrance stage, low to the ground. The WCF Arena explodes with cheers. Oblivion has it's arms extended outward, with it's index fingers pointing out. The Vixen are nearly undressed, as they come slithering out and walks next to Oblivion. The Vixens are dressed with bra-like bikini tops, with very short skirts. They have glitter plastered everywhere. Their makeup is smeared, but maintained to be very attractive. The guitar solo begins, lazers flash throughout the arena. Thunder-like sounds rattle the arena, as lighting strike-like sounds shake the foundation of The WCF Arena. The music continues to thrash as The Vixens are divided in two groups. As one group are twirling around with the insanity of the music, while the other group, of The Vixen are thrashing with the music. Their energy has the Arena going completely crazy!
Shannan Lerch: For better or worse, Oblivion can sure get the crowd riled up!!
Oblivion slowly stands up, with it's arms extended outward, spins around. Oblivion, The Vixen, and the two groups of The Gathering slowly walk down the aisle. The larger monstrous Gathering are wearing riot gear. They have shock sticks with them.
Zach Davis: Those monster Gathering have shock sticks!! Not only are they truly monsters, but they have shocking weapons!!
Shannan Lerch: They want to make sure that no one interferes in what should be a fantastic epic final battle between Gravedigger and Oblivion!!
The group gets to ringside. As Oblivion pops IT's neck, Oblivion holds IT's arms outward. The Vixen rub their hands all over Oblivion's well sculpted abdominal muscles. A couple of girls begin to french kiss. The smaller Gathering continues to slink around, tormenting the crowd, nearby, while the monstrous Gathering stay close, looking around. Oblivion proceeds to slide under the ring ropes and is walking over to a corner. The half naked women slide into the ring, in various sexual manners. The monster Gathering stay outside the ring. Oblivion climbs up to the second turnbuckle and is raising IT's arms to a cheering crowd. Oblivion jumps down and walks over to the center of the ring. The smaller Gathering slithers away under the ring, with blood on their hands. Several thousand cameras flash throughout the arena, as Oblivion strikes a muscular pose, with The Vixen rubbing all over Oblivion. All of the women, of The Vixen, begin to kiss. The Gathering peak, from under the ring, as they begin to snarl and bark, while white foam drips out of their mouths.
NOW I'M LOST IN OBLIVION!!!
Zach Davis: Now, it's time for the Hardcore Champion to come 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 entrance way and out from the back walks Gravedigger, escorted by Adrian and JJ.
Kyle Steel: From Phoenix, Arizona... Weighing in at 260 pounds.... He is "The Epitome of Hardcore" and the current WCF Hardcore Champion..... GRA-A-A-AVEDII-I-I-IGER-ER-ER-R-R!!
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 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.
Even before the champion can get down from the corner and even before the beginning bell Oblivion charges at Gravedigger....
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion doesn't waste anytime! The Monster charges Gravedigger and is proceeding to pound on the champion!!
Oblivion pounds IT's right forearm, several times, on the back of the champion. Oblivion grabs Gravedigger and places him on IT's shoulders and then....
Zach Davis: Oblivion hits Gravedigger with an Electric Chair!! What's the challenger doing now?!
Oblivion runs over to the nearest corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He crouches down, then stands up, then....
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion flies off the top turnbuckle and lands with a thunderous leg drop!!
Oblivion quickly gets and grabs Stanley Moser...
Oblivion: COUNT THAT MOTHERFUCKER OUT!! GO ON!!
Zach Davis: It can't be over that easy? Can it?!
Gravedigger stirs around.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger moves to his hands and knees.
Oblivion: Stay down, you stupid son of a bitch!!
Gravedigger gets to one knee.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger stands up!!
As Gravedigger stands up, Oblivion rushes over and nails him with a thunderous double fist, to the side of his head.
Shannan Lerch: The champion is down, once again!!
Oblivion walks over to Gravedigger and goes to grab at the champion, but....
Gravedigger grabs the front of Oblivion ring wear and throws IT into the turnbuckle, where Oblivion hits face first into the second turnbuckle. the champion rushes over and grabs the top ring rope and begin to stomp down onto Oblivion who is sinking more and more into the corner.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger grabs the challenger and Irishwhips Oblivion into the corner.
Oblivion hits hard off the corner and flies out....
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion hits a massive clothesline!
Zach Davis: Another hard hitting clothesline!!
Oblivion goes to charge at Gravedigger, but the champion moves out of the way.
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion bounces off the ropes.
As Oblivion bounces off the ropes, Gravedigger waits and....
Zach Davis: Belly to belly suplex by Gravedigger!!
Shannan Lerch: Now, it's Gravedigger's turn to go flying!!
Gravedigger runs towards a corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. After taking a quick half-second, to glance around, the champion flies off the turnbuckle....
Zach Davis: FROG SPLASH!!
Gravedigger and Oblivion both grab for their mid-sections. They, both are rolling around in pain.
Shannan Lerch: I think that did damage to both monsters!!
But, it's Gravedigger that slowly stands up and grabs Stanley Moser and says....
Gravedigger: COUNT DAMN IT!!
The crowd slowly stands up.
Zach Davis: Oblivion is NOT moving!!
Oblivion begins to move.....
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is moving to the ropes.
Gravedigger: Stay down!! Your ass is going back to The Facility!!
Oblivion gets to the ropes and slowly pulls himself up, with a disturbingly pissed off look, across it's half-masked face....
Zach Davis: Oblivion is struggling to stand up. Holy sh-.... Gravedigger is going to retain his Hardcore Championship!!
Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!! Oblivion is actually going back to The Facility!!
With every muscle bulging out of IT's body, Oblivion struggles up, grabbing the ropes... one by one. Pulling IT's self up!!
Shannan Lerch/Zach Davis: NOO-O-O-O!!!
The WCF Arena explodes with thunderous and ear numbing screams and cheers!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion made it up!! OH MY GOD!! Gravedigger is visibly upset!!
Gravedigger: NO-O-O!! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSE TO STAND UP!!
Gravedigger shows complete disdain towards Oblivion, as The
Monster flips off Gravedigger!!
Oblivion: SCREW-EW-EW YOU-OU-OU-OU!!!
Both beasts charge at each other....
WHAM!!- BAM!!- THUMP!!- BAM!!- WHAM!!- THUMP!!
The crowd is completely going absolutely crazy, as the sound decibels are off the charts.
Shannan Lerch: I can barely hear myself talk, as this crowd going completely crazy!!
As Oblivion and Gravedigger struggle to gain control, they continue to throw fists and boots. They both get close to the ropes...
Zach Davis: They are striking each other, as they use the ropes to their advantages!!
Gravedigger grabs Oblivion and tosses IT into the corner and begins to strike The Monster with heavy forearms and knees. the champion grabs his rival and Irish whips him towards the other corner...
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion reverses the Irish whip!!
Zach Davis: Gravedigger reverses the Irish whip!!
Oblivion hits the turnbuckles hard, as The Monster bounces off said turnbuckles and....
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger launches Oblivion into the air with a quick release belly to belly suplex!!
Oblivion slightly bounces off the mat. Gravedigger sneers with an evil grin. He walks over to Oblivion, who tries to get to one knee.
Gravedigger: I got you now, Oblivion!!
Gravedigger walks over to Oblivion. The champion grabs Oblivion and.....
Oblivion grabbed underneath IT's own chin with IT's right index, middle finger, and with IT's thumb....
Shannan Lerch: BLUE MIST HAZE!!!
The blue mist hits Gravedigger right in the eyes. Gravedigger staggers. With the blue ooze dripping of IT's chin, Oblivion sneers back at Gravedigger....
Oblivion: This is for trying to send me back!!!
Oblivion kicks Gravedigger with a low blow. Gravedigger grabs himself, with a look of shock on his face.
Oblivion: And THIS is for taking IT'S hardcore championship!!!
Oblivion bounces back and....
Zach Davis: IT'S CHECK OUT TIME!!
Shannan Lerch: That super kick, nearly knocked Gravedigger's head right clean off his body!!
Gravedigger staggers, before crashing down to the mat. The referee gets close to count, but Oblivion approaches Stanley Moser....
Oblivion: NO-O-O-O!! Gravedigger has not suffered enough!!!
Zach Davis: I think Oblivion is making a grave mistake here!! He had this match won!!
Oblivion grabs Gravedigger and proceeds to throw him over the top rope. The crowd roars with cheers!
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger lands hard on the ringside area!!
Oblivion runs towards the nearest corner and climbs up the turnbuckles.
Zach Davis: What is Oblivion doing?!
With Gravedigger lying near ringside, Oblivion flies off the top turnbuckle with a shooting star press and lands with a HU-U-UGE leg drop....
Shannan Lerch: BI-POLAR!!
Oblivion: Moser!! COUNT THIS MONKEY ASS OUT!!
Zach Lerch: MONKEY ASS?!
The fans leap out of their seats and begin to cheer!!
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Zach Davis: Gravedigger is motionless!! He is NOT moving!!
Shannan Lerch: I have to agree!! I think Oblivion took the right moment to hit that awesome Bi-Polar!! As you see on the playback...
The replay is showing in slow motion Oblivion flying off the top turnbuckle with the shooting star press and landing with that hard leg drop.
Shannan Lerch: I think, i have to agree. Gravedigger is finished!! Done!!
Oblivion: STAY DOWN!!!
Zach Davis: NOO-O-O-O-O!!!
Shannan Lerch: Here comes Adrian!! What's he doing here?!?!
Adrian runs down the aisle, bolting towards Oblivion.
Zach Davis: Holy SHIT!!!
Shannan Lerch: ZACH!!!
Zach Davis: Shannan?! Did you just see that?!?
Shannan Lerch: Yes, I did Zach!! I saw it too!!
Zach Davis: Those monster Gathering just shocked Adrian straight to Hell with those shock sticks!!
The Monster roars out...
The Monster Gathering: THESE ARE OUR BOOMSTICKS!!!
Adrian is still convulsing from the reaction of the shock sticks. Oblivion stand there laughing. The paramedics come running down the aisle with a stretcher for Adrian.
Zach Davis: Looks like Adrian is getting medical attention, from begin shock with those shock sticks from those Monster Gathering!
Behind a standing Oblivion is Gravedigger grabbing for something under the ring...
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger has a chair!!
Zach Davis: HOLY HELL!!
Oblivion arches IT's back in pain as....
Shannan Lerch: A sickening whack on the side of Oblivion's head!!
Oblivion spins around, before crashing down to the ringside mats. Gravedigger walks over to Oblivion.
Zach Davis: Now, wait a second!!
The Monster Gathering stands in front of Oblivion with their shock sticks drawn.
Gravedigger: You pussies don't scare me!!
Gravedigger sees Oblivion using the ringside steps to stand up. Gravedigger climbs up the turnbuckles.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger is ready to fly!!
Zach Davis: Now what?!
Gravedigger leaps off the top turnbuckle and flies straight down. As he is about to crash down to the ringside area and grabs Oblivion, who is hovering over the steps and grabs The Monster's arms and slam the big man's torso across the steps!! Oblivion falls back.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger slides over to Oblivion and stares down at him!!
Gravedigger: Moser, count!!
The crowd cheers.....
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is NOT moving!!
Oblivion begins to move.....
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is moving to the security railing.
Gravedigger: What are you doing, Oblivion!! Your continuous resistance is a complete failure!! You're going down in defeat!!!
Oblivion gets to the security railing and slowly pulls himself up.
Oblivion: NO-O-O-O!!! OBLIVION IS NOO-O-OOTT-T-T!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is struggling to stand up!!
As oblivion struggles to stand up, Gravedigger is laughing. The crowd proceeds to throw cups and food wrappers at Gravedigger.
Crowd: YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!!
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Crowd: TEN...- NO-O-O-O-O!!!
Oblivion uses the security railing to stand up. But, Gravedigger charged at Oblivion before the possible ten count.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger crashes into the security railing.
Oblivion kicks Gravedigger in the mid-section and hits him with a ddt, on the ring side mats. Stanley Moser sees Oblivion steps back...
Stanley Moser: ONE!!
Oblivion goes over to the referee....
Oblivion: NO! NO! NO!
Oblivion turns around and walks over to Gravedigger and grabs him. The Monster Irish whips the champion up the entrance ramp. Gravedigger stumbles as he ran. The champ falls and the challenger is there waiting for him to stand up...
Oblivion picks Gravedigger up by the thighs and swings him around and drops him, while still hanging on,face first onto the ramp. Oblivion was not finished. Oblivion walks over to the security railing and ask someone for a chair. A fan gives Oblivion a metal chair. The Monster walks over to Gravedigger and....
WHAM!!- THWACK!!- WHAM!!- THWACK!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is destroying Gravedigger with that chair!!
Oblivion drops the chair and grabs for Gravedigger....
Oblivion drops to his knees....
Shannan Lerch/Zach Davis: NOO-O-O-O!!!
Gravedigger staggers up, after hitting Oblivion with a low blow. The champion grabs for the chair and....
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger just smashed that chair against the top of Oblivion's skull!!
THWACK!!- THWACK!!- THWACK!!- THWACK!!
Zach Davis: Gravedigger smashes that damn chair four more times!!
Gravedigger: COUNT DAMN IT!!
The crowd cheers.....
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is NOT moving!!
Oblivion begins to move.....
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is moving to the security railing.
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Gravedigger: What are you doing, Oblivion!?! You're a loser!! everyone knows that!! STAY DOWN LOSER!! I'M THE WINNER AND YOUR SORRY ASS IS GOING... BAA-A-ACK!!
Oblivion gets to the security railing. Blood is pouring through IT's mask and down IT's face. Oblivion has to spit the blood out of the way. As Oblivion tries to stand up, Gravedigger rushes over...
Shannan Lerch: He cannot stomp the count...
Zach Davis: Are YOU gonna stop him?!
Shannan Lerch: No.
Gravedigger proceeds to quickly walk over back to the ring and grabs something from under the ring... KENDO STICK!!
Oblivion: NO-O-O-O!!! OBLIVION IS NOO-O-OOTT-T-T A QUITTER!!
Gravedigger looks at the kendo stick, before running over to Oblivion....
Blood flies outward, as Gravedigger strike the skull of Oblivion!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is struggling to stand up!!
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
As Oblivion struggles to stand up, Gravedigger is laughing at his bleeding foe The crowd proceeds to items at Gravedigger.
Crowd: YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!!
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
As Oblivion is hanging over the railing, someone sneaks Oblivion a chair.
Shannan Lerch: Did you see that Zach?!
Zach Davis: I sure did!!
Gravedigger walks over with his arms raised, with the kendo stick in his hands....
Oblivion jammed the chair into the ribs of Gravedigger. The hardcore champion drops the kendo stick, but sees the original chair, on the ground. As Gravedigger grabs his ribs he picks up the chair and quickly stands up....
Blood flies, as Gravedigger smashes the chair over Oblivion's head.
Zach Davis: Oblivion returns the favor with a smash of the chair over Gravedigger's head!!
THWACK!!- THWACK!!- THWACK!!- THWACK!!
Shannan Lerch: Both, Oblivion and Gravedigger are smashing each other with the chairs. Both men are drenched in blood!!
They both drop their blood stained and dented chairs and grab for each other....
Zach Davis: It looks like the two are taking it back to the ring!!
Oblivion grabs Gravedigger...
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger just poked Oblivion in the left eye, with a thumb!!
Gravedigger grabs Oblivion and places him on his shoulders.
Zach Davis: does it look like for a....
Shannan Lerch: It sure does!!
As Oblivion is on Gravedigger's shoulders, Gravedigger drops to a sitting position causing Oblivion's head to impact on the ringside mat.
Zach Davis: DEATH DRIVER!!
The crowd cheers.....
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is NOT moving!! There is a large pool of blood, forming around Oblivion's head!
Oblivion begins to move.....
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is trying to get up, using the ring apron, for leverage.
Gravedigger: What are you doing, Oblivion!! You're going down in defeat!!!
Oblivion gets to the ring apron and slowly pulls himself up.
Oblivion: NO-O-O-O!!! MEA-EA-EATSAA-A-AA-ACKS!!!
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is struggling to stand up!!
As Oblivion struggles to stand up, Gravedigger;s laughter turns to anger as he charges at Oblivion who is near a ring post. As Gravedigger charges, Oblivion pushes the Hardcore Champion into the ring post.
Zach Davis: Now, both men are completely covered in blood!!
Oblivion looks under the ring and fins something so horrific... BARBED WIRE!!
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
Shannan Lerch: God no!!
Crowd: YES!! YES!! YES!!
Oblivion digs the barbed wire into the already noticeable laceration on Gravedigger forehead!! Lots of blood pours out, as Gravedigger screams out. Gravedigger tries to use his hands to protect his head, but they get cut as well. Oblivion drops the barbed wire and crawl inside the ring....
Zach Davis: What's Oblivion doing?! He had this match won!!
Oblivion screams out...
Oblivion: The Monster is NOT gonna win this match this way!!
Shannan Lerch: What did Oblivion mean by that?!
Zach Davis: I have no idea!!
Oblivion leaves the ring and tosses Gravedigger into the ring. Oblivion rolls into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger is standing!!
Gravedigger was waiting for Oblivion. Gravedigger kicks Oblivion in the mid-section and props The Monster onto his shoulders...
Zach Davis: Another Death Driver?!
Shannan Lerch: No, I think it's time for the Gringo Stretcher!!
As Gravedigger was about to rack Oblivion, The Monster wiggles free and kicks Gravedigger in his mid-section. Oblivion places Gravedigger on his shoulders. Oblivion knocks Gravedigger's legs off IT's left shoulder and drops him face first with a cutter. The crowd erupts with cheers!!
Zach Davis: 5150!!
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger is not moving!!
Gravedigger starts to move...
Gravedigger struggles to get to the ropes.
Gravedigger uses the ropes for leverage, to stand.
Gravedigger grabs for the middle rope, but his hand slips and Gravedigger falls to the mat...
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!!
The WCF Arena erupts!! The crowd are up on their feet!!
Zach Davis: Holy... Screw it! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! OBLIVION JUST DEFEATED GRAVEDIGGER IN A BRUTAL MATCH!!
Oblivion is handed the WCF Hardcore Championship. Oblivion struggles to walk as The Monster climbs up the turnbuckle to hoist up the championship, in the air. The crowd chants...
Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!
From out of nowhere, Logan slips under Oblivion so that Logan's back is to the turnbuckle. Logan grabs Oblivion and Powerbombs him to the mat!
Shannan Lerch: Logan!
The entire ToT is in the ring. Super FPV, Doc Henry, and even Seth. The men with the stun sticks are still in position, so no one from the Angels of Death or MS-13 could possibly interfere. FPV and Doc are stomping on Gravedigger.
Zach Davis: He just lost the Hardcore Title, and this attack is just going to add insult to injury... why are they even doing it?
They move onto stomping Oblivion now as Logan lifts Gravedigger up. He puts Gravedigger in the Sleeper..
Shannan Lerch: Of course.
And flips, sending Gravedigger to Connector City! Seth has grabbed the Hardcore Title and shoves it in Gravedigger's face, yelling that Gravedigger is nothing without Seth and now that Seth has left, he's lost his Title, finally. Logan stomps on him a few more times. FPV and Henry are holding Oblivion up, and Seth hands Logan the Hardcore Title. Logan runs at Oblivion and smashes his face with the Hardcore Title!
Zach Davis: Come on...
All four ToT members stand in the ring, above the fallen bodies of Oblivion and Gravedigger. The four ToT members raise their arms to a chorus of booing.
Shannan Lerch: We've certainly never seen Gravedigger and Oblivion dominated like this!... at the same time! I don't believe it.
Zach Davis: Well it was four on two, Shannan! Of course! The Team of Treachery has ruined this moment, Oblivion has FINALLY defeated Gravedigger... and they've ruined it!
Slam fades out with the Team of Treachery standing tall in the ring.