Before the show kicks off, we are taken to a shot of a video that says previously recorded. The scene opens to a bridge and Famine of the Vile standing on the edge looking down at something. When the camera looks over the ledge, we see Sarah Twilight tied to a wooden cross which is hanging from steel beams under the bridge. She's screaming obscenities at Famine but he just stands there and smiles.
Famine: Say what you want bitch. No one is going to hear you. You wanna try to set me on fire? Let's see what happens when you drop 70 feet into a river tied to that cross.
Famine goes down lower, pulls out a knife from his pocket and starts to cut one of the ropes. Suddenly he hears the siren of a police car. Famine looks over his left shoulder and sees a state trooper getting out of his vehicle.
Trooper: Excuse me sir, you mind telling me what you're doing over there?
Famine: Nothing officer, just trying to cut a bird free. His leg got caught in some wire here.
The trooper hears Sarah yelling and pulls out his gun
Trooper: Step away from there sir. NOW!
Famine puts up his hands and steps back. The trooper then comes in closer to take a look and sees Sarah tied up. He grabs his radio and calls for back up. Suddenly Famine grabs hold of the arm with the gun in it and tosses him over the edge and down into the river below. Famine then climbs over the edge and looks down at Sarah before taking off.
Famine: I'm sure help will be here soon so I'll just leave your ass there. Hopefully those ropes will hold or else you're a goner.
Famine walks away and leaves Sarah hanging there as down below, the trooper has finally surfaced and makes his way over to the edge of the river slowly. The scene then fades to black.
The show starts with no music, and the camera fades in to show Johnny Nova and Da Funk solemly standing in the ring, a microphone in both their hands. The crowd has a "FPV!" chant going on. Nova raises his microphone towards his face.
Nova: Ladies and gentlemen, this past Wednesday, we lost not only a man, but we lost a friend, a co-worker, a lover of life in all it's forms, but most importantly...we lost our brother, Frank.
Crowd: F-P-V! F-P-V! F-P-V!
Da Funk brings up his microphone.
Funk: In his short time here in WCF, Frank ran wild all over the place. His rivalries with the likes of Phillip Baines, D-Day, and most notably Roy Speede, have made him a mainstay here in WCF. And tonight, in honor of his memory, we have a few people who would like to say some words about our friend.
Nova: Our first speaker is very well known amongst WCF fans. He earned a very well known victory against Frank last year at Explosion. Franky always said he'd like to avenge his loss one day, which he never got. Ladies and gentlemen, Phillip Baines.
The scene turns to the titantron, which is plastered with a single shot of "The Young Lion" Phillip Baines. He is seated in a black room. He is wearing a black shirt. His hair is black. There is a dire tone in the air. Baines, normally the jocular populist, is currently dour. He looks like a man who lost a 6good friend. Even though the precise opposite is true. FPV was no friend to Baines, nor Baines to FPV, but the respect that Baines holds for his former foe hangs in the air like his wife's perfume after the loving.
Phillip Baines: During my lifetime I had one encounter with Frank Patrick Venable, the late FPV. It was a memorable experience, one that will stick with me forever. We squared off in the finals of the WCF Classic in 2011. At this time I was a rookie in WCF and FPV was a jobber, from Atlanta if I'm not mistaken. One thing that stands out to me about FPV is that he was very upset that I was having regular sex with my then girlfriend and current wife Gina. He antagonized me by verbally attacking Gina in the lead-up to our match and this incensed me. I wanted to hurt Franky very badly. He was a real piece of shit in my view, you know? This guy was talking about my girl like she was a whore, but how could she be a whore if she was only getting fucked by one dude, that being me? FPV was acting totally classless. He was trying to get inside of my brain. I decided that the best course of action would be to mercilessly taunt FPV for his endless failings as a human being and a wrestler. To that point FPV's greatest accomplishment was "retiring" Jay Price earlier in the Classic, but Jay Price sucks. You know? Even back then it was understood that Jay Price was jobbercore material.
Baines scratches an eyebrow, not really wanting to cope with the fact that Price was recently WCF World Champion and that FPV is dead. Both provide too much heartache for a lion-hearted fellow such as Baines.
Phillip Baines: FPV was a very tough opponent, despite the classless rhetoric that he employed prior to our match. I give him credit. He was not a man that would quit, even when I had him on his knees. Most men have this feeling of turning homo when they're cast to the mat and instructed to submit to Baines but FPV was different. FPV, I wish that you could see me. I wish that you could hear me. You were a good shit. You were a tough little mofo. I'm not going to say that you were on Greenfever's level because you were not. I'm not going to bullshit the public just because you're dead. You were like...top-five opponent material. Fever and Jason Kash were both tougher than you. Oblivion was tougher than you. Ryan Blake was tougher than you. After those guys you were the next toughest. You were the fifth toughest opponent that I ever faced. Might not sound that impressive but hey, you were tougher than CD. That guy was actually pretty shitty.
Baines casts a solemn stare into the camera lens. The endless blackness behind him adds to the mood of sorrow and mourning that is so prevalent at this time.
Phillip Baines: If there is an afterlife, then I hope that you're getting laid right now by a woman or group of women from the denomination of your choosing. You deserve at least that much in death, Frank, because I know that you were not getting vagina during your lifetime, even though your last name was Vaginable.
Baines giggles like a school girl in an obvious attempt to cope with his grief as the scene cuts back to the ring, Nova having a confused look on his face.
Nova: Um, thank you Phillip.
Funk: Our next speaker had a recent...experiance with Frank, Nova and me. Ladies and gentlemen, your current WCF Peoples Champion, Kid Phantasm.
On the titantron, an image pops up of Kid Phantasm on Iceberg-Sixs webcam. In the background we can see Nightmare walking around doing nothing in particular.
Phantasm: Frank was an all-around great guy. He was crazy as hell and I loved that about him. Also, once we destroyed a hotel room and most of a casino during a match... for lack of a better term, that made us 'friends'. I'll miss that crazy bastard. If he had any illegitimate children, I hope they grow up to be half the wrestler he was.
The feed cuts off as the camera cuts back to the ring.
Nova: Our next speaker, ladies and gentlemen, needs no introductions. Give it up, for Bobby Cairo.
The camera cuts back to the titantron, where Bobby Cairo is reclined in the blood red sea of velvet that is his office at WCF Arena. Cairo is obviously saddened. He has been hit heavy by the news of FPV's death. Cairo is receiving a handy from an African-American woman under his desk but even that doesn't make him happy. It just allows him to cope.
Bobby Cairo: I'm sorry if you find me in a state of disrepair this week. I always try to stay strong for the WCF faithful but Franky Venable's death has hit me hard. I was not prepared for this. Frank was a young man, full of life and ready to take on challenges that would make most men cower. This is a kid who stepped into the Euthanasia Chamber because he was dedicated to eliminating the boudle vermin of Roy Speede.
Cairo toasts a cold coolie classic to Franky. The African-American goddess forces Bobby to excuse himself, turning him away from the camera while he performs his male duties of ejaculation, but Cairo is soon back to a front-and-center position in front of the camera lens. The interim WCF president toasts FPV with that cold coolie.
Bobby Cairo: You were an upstanding young man, Frank. I called your matches, I trained Baines to fight you, and I even narrated your work in that Breakout Kings shiznit. You were a unique cat. You combined the old with the new and you were always pushing the envelope. I wish that I had been with you that night when it all went down. I feel like I could have talked some sense in you. I could have convinced you to put the bottle down and just... go at half-speed for once. The only thing you were guilty of was living life a little too fast. You were always talking Super Mario and living Gran Turismo, bro. I just--
The African-American goddess is sucking the tears from Cairo's eyelids. Wow this chica is good.
Bobby Cairo: I'm not going to be able to understand the fact that you're gone anytime soon. I am hereby ordering that tonight's WCF Slam is dedicated to your memory as well as next week's Cinco De Mayo pay-per-view in Mexico. Frank Venable would have been a World Champion in WCF if he had not met his untimely demise and we will honor him as such. Franky...
Bobby pours that cold coolie on the African-American goddess's boobs.
Bobby Cairo: This note's for you, friend.
Her titties never had a chance. Cairo devoured them and the scene turned to chaos, much like the fateful night that FPV took a nosedive off a cliff. The camera cuts back to Funk and Nova.
Funk: You boudles already know who our next speaker is, Ladies and gentlemen, Logan.
Metallica “The Struggle Within” hits the speakers and the audience stands to their excited feet. Logan emerges from the black curtain wearing a Super FPV t-shirt and raising his arms in the air. The crowd cheers, starting a FPV chant. Logan marches down the ramp and rolls into the ring. The music ceases.
Zach Davis: Logan wearing a FPV shirt, paying tribute to his friend and treachery comrade.
Shannan Lerch: This audience is hysterical!
Logan snatches a microphone from a ring official.
Logan: SHUT UP!
Zach Davis: What?!
He lowers the microphone from his mouth scanning the buzzing audience with his eyes.
Logan: I SAID SHUT UP!
Shannan Lerch: That’s a little harsh even for Logan.
Logan: SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
He stomps to one side of the ring, slamming a fist on the rope and flicking off someone in the audience.
Logan: You boudles are pathetic. Every single time someone dies you all jump on the bandwagon. Super FPV was always talented, a real gem, and it took his death for you trashcans to realize it.
Massive booing from the audience.
Logan: I SAID SHUT UP!
The booing is nonstop.
Logan: I’m out here trying to honor a friend, not you stinkin’ trashcans. Super FPV had more class in his index finger than this entire city!
Zach Davis: Ouch.
Shannan Lerch: Ouch? It’s true!
Logan signals over to a ring official and he is brought an acoustic guitar and a microphone stand.
Zach Davis: What’s this?
He sets the stand up, slipping the microphone in it and straps the guitar over his shoulder.
Logan: This is for FPV…
He strums the guitar a few times, warming up.
Logan: FPV liked Green day and I like Green Day.. but.. I don’t know how to play any Green Day songs.
Zach Davis: THANK GOD.
Shannan Lerch: HEY! Green Day rocks and you this know.
Logan: I do know an old Willie Nelson song though, it goes like this!
He coughs very dramatically into the microphone.
Logan: EH! EH! AH!
The guitar begins to get strummed.
Logan: SHUT UP! I SAID SHUT UP AND LISTEN!
The lights dim in the arena and a spot light showcases Logan. He begins singing slow in rhythm with the guitar.
Logan: Maybe I didn’t love you quite as often as I could have…
He pauses, glaring at the audience.
Logan: SHUT UP! I SAID MAYBE I DIDN’T TREAT YOU… quite as good as I should have.
Some of the audience members sing along despite their instructions to shut up.
Logan: If I made you feel second best… girl.. EH.. FPV, I’m sorry, I was blind.
He tilts his head back into the microphone and closes his eyes.
Logan: You were always on my miiiiinnnd! ALWAYS ON MY MIND!
Many of the members in attendance cover their ears.
Zach Davis: Jesus Christ, he sounds like a dying cat.
Shannan Lerch: WHAT?! That’s the voice of an angel.
Logan: Maybe I didn’t hold you…
The crowd begins cheering very loudly. Logan grins and nods his head. They’re not cheering for him however, they’re cheering for an oncoming presence.
Logan: TEEEELL ME.. I SAID TELL ME THAT OUR SWEET LOVE –
Zach Davis: IT’S JONNY FLY! HE’S IN THE RING BEHIND LOGAN!
Shannan Lerch: NO!
Jonny Fly grabs an unexpected Logan and spins him around. Logan groggily turns automatically going face to face with Jonny Fly. The lights come back on and return to a normal state while Fly and Logan stare each other down. The audience is chanting, “HOLY SHIT!”
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD.
Very calmly, Fly reaches down into his pocket and pulls out a microphone. Logan watches him like a snake ready to strike.
Shannan Lerch: How dare he interrupt FPV’s tribute, the man is dead! What’s he going to say?
The two never break eye contact and finally Jonny Fly speaks.
Jonny Fly: Little things I should have said and done…
The audience bursts with laughter. The two, however, maintain deep stares on one another.
Logan: I just never took the time…
The two drop their heads back and share the same microphone.
Logan and Jonny Fly: You were always on my miiind.
They pause for a moment and the glare worsens.
Zach Davis: There is A LOT of tension between these two.
Logan snatches the microphone away from Jonny Fly.
Logan: SHUT UP!
Fly snatches the microphone back from Logan just as quickly.
Jonny Fly: NO!
Logan pulls the microphone back into his hands.
And again Fly brings the microphone back to his lips. He goes to speak but Logan snatches the microphone back. However, before Logan can speak Jonny Fly reclaims the microphone and battle of tug and war escalates!
Zach Davis: They’re worse than kids. Logan has a microphone behind him, he COULD use that.
Shannan Lerch: Maybe the other microphone is better.
Silence stirs between them and the ragged angry stares refuse to lessen. And, then, suddenly and violently… Jonny Fly throws a right!
Zach Davis: LOGAN AND FLY ARE BRAWLING!
Logan throws a right back and tackles Jonny Fly plummeting him with fists. Fly manages to roll over and switch positions with Logan, now plummeting him with fists! The audience is going bonkers! The two scramble to their feet, Logan locks Jonny Fly into a sleeper!
Shannan Lerch: Fly’s going to CONNECTOR CITY!
Logan flips over Jonny’s shoulder and.. GETS THROWN OFF. Logan lands on his feet, turns around, and Fly grabs him and locks him in a My Supremacy!
Shannan Lerch: NO!
Logan manages to break out of it and roll out of the ring, quickly back pedaling up the ramp and pointing fingers at Fly while trash talking. Jonny Fly returns the trash talking, taunting Logan to get back into the ring. However, Logan refuses, falling back behind the black curtain.
Zach Davis: I can’t wait to see these two in action later tonight!
Shannan Lerch: Let’s not forget FPV, Zach. Poor Logan was trying to celebrate his friend and this boudle ruined it.
Zach Davis: It’s a damn good thing too. My ears were starting to bleed.
Funk and Nova just look at each other in confusion.
Funk: What...just happened?
Nova: I have absolutly no idea. But anyways, we have one more speaker before the show begins tonight. One of FPVs partners in the Team of...
Before Nova can finish his introduction, "Dr. Feelgood" hits the airwaves, as Doc Henry, also wearing a Super FPV t-shirt. In his hand, he's carrying a bottle of Jack Daniels. As he enters the ring, he looks over at the others, who have begun to leave the ring. Soon Doc is the only one left in the ring. He cracks open the bottle of Jack and takes a nice long swig, drinking about half the bottle before stopping. He takes the bottle and sets it down on the ring, leaving the rest as a tribute to FPV befor he leaves the ring, as the camera focuses on the J.D in the ring before fading out.
We go to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: Welcome to the show! Once again, huge night tonight. We find out who goes to the Trios Cup Finals!
Shannan Lerch: Don't you have a heart, Zach? We just saw a touching memorial service for FPV.
Zach Davis: I cope by ignoring and pretending things aren't happening. Please, let's not talk about it.
Shannan Lerch: Oh. We have The Business against the Big Dick Superstars and Better Than You versus Spector, Atreyu, and Oblivion. How exciting.
Zach Davis: These are world class teamups, and this tournament is anyone's to take right now.
Shannan Lerch: Last week, we learned that the one and only Face of Treachery, Logan, was going to be the next man in line to take on Jonny Fly. Tonight, the ToT takes on Fly and the 8th Wonder.
Zach Davis: Well, besides FPV, who sadly passed away earlier in the week. Our condolences go out to Frank's friends and family.
Shannan Lerch: Oh who cares? The World Title is going to be up for grabs between Jonny Come Lately, and the most decorated star in WCF history, Logan!
Zach Davis: I thought you were a big Fly fan?
Shannan Lerch: I am, but Logan told me I had to say that or else he'd release our sex tape.
Zach Davis: ...
Shannan Lerch: Seriously though, Logan is a man that knows how to rise to the occasion. He's won multiple War matches, beaten the unbeatable, and is the only man on the WCF roster to have been here since the VERY BEGINNING. He is Mr. WCF, through and through. This match is going to be epic.
Zach Davis: We have a pretty exciting string of singles exhibition matches tonight, too. Zombie McMorris goes up against Waylon Cash, who is facing his arch enemy Gein Spector at Asesinato De Mayo... and Cash is revealing tonight what kind of match that will be.
Shannan Lerch: As for our three Title matches, Steve Orbit challenges for the TV Title, Eric Price challenges for the People's Title, and Tek challenges for the Internet Title. A lot is on the line tonight!
Zach Davis: There will be a one time only International Title match at the PPV in Mexico City, and many competitors that will be involved in that are in a tag match tonight. Joel Hall teams with Apathy to take on Anibal and GEKIDO. Anibal will have a home field advantage next week, that's for sure.
Shannan Lerch: Two big matches to open the show. Jonathan Jakobs goes one on one with Adam Young, and the returning Mickey Fandango is up against Hank Lane!
Zach Davis: Alright ladies and gentlemen, tonight's action is about to start. Kyle Steel is in the ring, with the opening introductions...
'Riding The Storm Out' by REO Speedwagon begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron as Hank 'Thunder' Lane makes his way towards the ring.
Kyle Steel: Coming down, to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois... Weighing in at 250 pounds... This is Hank "Thunder" Lane.
Hank Lane is wearing a long Satin robe with Thunder on the back of it in Diamonds. As he passes by the announcers table, he grabs a mic from one of them and takes it into the ring with him.
Hank 'Thunder' Lane: Now, I want ALL of you fat, disgusting, out of shape worthless pieces of crap, to close your eyes while I take my robe off! Your eyes don't deserve to gaze upon a body, as fine as this!
He throws the mic down and takes his robe off. His Muscular body is glistening with sweat and shines under the lights. He has on a pair of black wrestling trunks with Thunder on the back of them. The crowd's reaction is a mixture of cheers and boos. Lane awaits his opponent.
Shannan Lerch: This Hank "Thunder" Lane IS an impressive specimen.
Zach Davis: Calm down, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: Shut up!
"Hello Hangover" by Jaya the Cat begins to play.
Zach Davis: We haven't heard much Mickey Fandango lately. Wonder what kind of mood, he will be in tonight?!
Mickey Fandango walks out to the ramp, to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Mickey goes along to the crowd slapping their hands.
Shannan Lerch: This Mickey Fandango is a purplexed individual. Although he is interacting with the fans, he still has this sourpuss look on his face.
Zach Davis: I see what you mean, Shannan. Mickey Fandango is practicalley, in the crowd with the fans, but he looks miserable at the same time.
Fandango walks to the ring steps and quickly walks up the steps. Fandango grabs a hold of the top ring rope, with both hands and wipes his feet on the ring apron. Fandango enters the ring and disrobes. Fandango grabs his own right wrist with his left hand, while bopping his head side to side.
Shannan Lerch: With both wrestlers inside the ring...
Shannan Lerch: ...this match is under way.
Lane and Fandango meet in the center, of the ring. With his quirky smile, Mickey Fandango puts out his right hand.
Zach Davis: Great show of sportmanship!!
Hank Lane just looks down at the hand of Mickey Fandango. Lane smirks before moving around, avoiding the handshake. Some, of the crowd boos at Hank Lane.
Zach Davis: That wasn't nice.
Shannan Lerch: He doesn't have to be. This is professional wrestling.
The two men circle the ring, befor colliding in the center, of the ring in a collar and elbow tie up.
Zach Davis: With a considerable size difference, Hank Lane pushes Mickey Fandango into a corner.
With his back to the turnbuckles, Fandango waits for Lane's next move. Immediately, Stanley Moser is right there to separate the wrestlers. Fandango has his arms up, just in case he had to defend himself. But, Hank Lane backs up with a smirk across his face...
Shannan Lerch: Hank Lane with a quick cheap shot.
Zach Davis: But, Mickey Fandango quickly moved out of the way. All Hank Lane hit was just the top turnbuckle.
Lane comes out of the corner and slaps the chest of Mickey Fandango.
With retaliation, Fandango slap the face of Hank Lane.
Zach Davis: Hank Lane stomp the mid-section of Mickey Fandango.
Lane grabs Fandango and puts him into a side headlock.
Shannan Lerch: Lane has that headlock real tight.
Fandango slams a forearm into the side of Lane's body, but "Thunder" still has a tight grip on the head lock.
Zach Davis: Two more forearms to the ribs, of Hank Lane.
By now, Mickey Fandango grabs with his hands and try to separate the arms away from his own head.
Shannan Lerch: There seems to be a test of strength here, as Mickey Fandango has gotten out of the headlock.
With their arms in the air, the test of strength continues....
Zach Davis: Lane stomps the mid-section of Fandango and now has an armbar on Fandango.
Lane slowly twists the arm of Fandango...
Lane slams an fist/forearm on the shoulder of Fandango.
Lane hits another fist/forearm on the shoulder of Mickey Fandango. But, Fandango pushes on Lane, getting to irish whip Lane, but...
Shannan Lerch: Hank Lane just nailed Mickey Fandango with a short-arm clothesline.
Lane looks at the crowd with a smirk. The crowd begins to boo.
Crowd: YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!!
Lane bends down to pick up Fandango...
The crowd cheers as Stanley Moser slides into position...
Crowd: THREE-EE-EE!! NOO-O-O-O!!
Fandango gets up, at the samme time as Lane...
Zach Davis: Dropkick by Mickey Fandango!!
Zach Davis: Another dropkick by the grappler of Manchester, England.
Hank Lane stands up, already standing was Mickey Fandango.
Fandango nails Lane with a belly to belly suplex! Fandango quickly goes to the corner.
Shannan Lerch: Mickey Fandango IS a high risk taker.
Hank Lane slowly stands up, as Mickey Fandango leaps off the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Looks like the brit is going for a spinning back elbow...
Shannan Lerch: NO-O-O!! Mickey Fandango missed with the spinning back elbow!!
Hank Lane takes advantage of the mistake made by Fandango.
WHAM!- WHAM!- WHAM!!
Zach Davis: Hank Lane drops three quick elbows on Mickey Fandango!!
Crowd: LET'S GO MICKEY!! <clap-clap!!><clap!-clap!-clap!> LET'S GO MICKEY!! <clap-clap!!><clap!-clap!-clap!> LET'S GO MICKEY!! <clap-clap!!><clap!-clap!-clap!>
Hank Lane: SHUT UP!!
The crowd boos!
Crowd: YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!!
Fandango slowly stand up...
Lane hits Fandango with a standing drop kick.
Shannan Lerch: Text book snap suplex, by Hank Lane!
Lane picks up Fandango and kicks him in the mid-secion, then...
Zach Davis: DDT by Hank Lane!!
With Mickey Fandango lying motionless, near the center of the ring, Lane goes to the corner.
Shannan Lerch: Now, it's time for Hank Lane to fly!
Lane flies in the air, with decent hangtime....
Hank Lane lands with a nasty massive elbow drop. He goes for the cover....
The crowd cheers as Mickey Fandango kicks out of the pinning predicament. Both men stand up and charge each other.
Zach Davis: These men have now gone into fistacuffs!!
Lane grabs Fandango and Irish whips him into the ropes. The Englishman bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt from Hank Lane. Mickey Fandango bounces off the ropes...
Shannan Lerch: Mickey Fandango flies into the air and nails Hank Lane with a flying spinning elbow!!
Fandango gets ready as Hank Lane slowly gets off the mat. The aggressive Brit whips Lane into the ropes, Fandango right behind Lane and...
Zach Davis: BULLDOG!!
Fandango goes for an elbow drop, but Hank Lane moves out of the way...
Shannan Lerch: Fandango misses with the elbow drop....
As Fandango gets off the mat, Lane bounces off the ropes...
Zach Davis: THUNDER LANE!!
Hank Lane looks around the arena. The crowd boos at Hank Lane. Lane drags his right thumb across his own neck...
Zach Davis: Looks like this could be the end for Mickey Fandango!!
Lane grabs Fandango and takes him to the corner.
Shannan Lerch: This is about to get nasty!!
Lane has Fandango in position....
Zach Davis/Shannan Lerch: HOLY SHIT!!
Zach Davis: That was a massive superplex!!
Shannan Lerch: But, Thunder is not finished!!
Hank Lane quickly runs to the corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle...
Zach Davis: Lane leaps off!!
Lane frog splash leaps off the top turnbuckle...
Shannan Lerch: FROG SPLASH!!
Zach Davis: Hank Lane goes for the cover.
Stanley Moser quickly slides into position, for the count...
Shannan Lerch: That's it!!
Kyle Steel: THE WINNER, OF THE MATCH.... HA-A-ANK "THU-U-UNDER-ER-ER" LAA-A-ANEE-E!!
“My name” by Eminem FT Xzibit plays over the loud speakers as Nic Daniels appears at the top of the entrance ramp and begins walking down toward the ring.
Zach Davis: Folks, I’m being told now that Nic Daniels is coming out here to address Eric Price’s challenge to him last week. As he makes his way down to the ring, let’s take you back to last week when Eric Price brought a tied up and defenseless Deadly Clown to the ring and made the challenge.
Footage begins to play on the titantron of what happened in the ring last week, showing Eric Price asking Deadly Clown the question of who he thinks will win a rematch between himself and Nic Daniels.
Zach Davis: And as you watch, look at this. Price not getting the answer he wanted when Clown told him Daniels would kick Price’s ass and now, look at this, Eric Price punching Deadly Clown right in the head as he’s tied up. The man was already bloody, he busted him wide open. And now, look at this, the sharpshooter he placed him in after the man was already nearly unconscious.
Shannan Lerch: But you have to understand, Eric Price said it himself. This isn’t on him, this is all Nic Daniels’ fault as he pushed him to this.
Zach Davis: That’s bull and you know it. And as you see here, the doctors and referees came out to check on Clown and as they were taking him back up the ramp, Price low blows Clown and smiles about it. What a sick son of a bitch!
Shannan Lerch: You need to calm down otherwise, Eric Price might come out here and do the same to you.
Zach Davis: Let’s go back to the ring as Nic just saw the replay of what happened to his friend last week.
Crowd: Let’s go Nic, let’s go Nic, let’s go Nic!
Nic Daniels: You think you’re real tough don’t you Eric? You think you’re real tough beating up my friend while he’s defenseless and you do it before I’m here. Why? Because you’re a coward, nothing more. You challenge me when I’m not even here yet but even worse than that, you even denied me my rematch when I asked for it and now, you decide to be so strong and issue the challenge yourself. And let me tell you that Clown is doing just fine, what you did was hit him from behind, like the wuss that you are. Not that you would ever tell the story accurately. As far as your challenge, rematch, Nic Daniels vs. Eric Price, you’re on! And that match, I want that match tonight!
The crowd cheers.
Zach Davis: All right, definitely want to see him hand Eric Price what he deserves.
Shannan Lerch: Price will kick his ass.
“Back in Black” – Live by AC/DC begins to play over the speakers.
Zach Davis: Speaking of the devil himself, here he comes, Eric Price. He’s standing on the top of the entrance ramp, microphone in hand. He’s pacing, doesn’t look like he’s coming down to the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Why should he? He’s Eric Price. He can do anything he damn well pleases.
Crowd: Asshole, asshole, asshole!
Zach Davis: And this crowd is all over Price tonight for his reprehensible actions as of late.
Shannan Lerch: He doesn’t seem to care though as he just looks down on them from the top of the stage.
Eric Price is on the top of the entrance ramp, dressed in a full suit, sunglasses on with a huge grin on his face.
Eric Price: Oh Nicky Nicky, you’re so easy to manipulate. You saw the footage didn’t you of when I attacked your friend? Did you see what I did to him? Think about it, I’m giving one more chance to really, really think about what you’re asking me for. A rematch between you and me, you want to deal with me again? After what I did to him, imagine what I’m going to do to you. So I ask you, one more time, are you absolutely sure you want to go through with this?
Zach Davis: Is Price trying to talk his way out of this?
Shannan Lerch: Not at all, he’s just making sure Daniels has fair warning about what he’s getting into.
Nic Daniels: Oh Eric, I want that rematch and I want it now, right now! Don’t be a chickens**t and get your ass down here!
Crowd: Chickenshit, chickenshit, chickenshit!
Zach Davis: The crowd definitely letting him have it here!
Eric Price: Oh yeah Nic, you want this rematch. Fine, let’s do it!
Shannan Lerch: Looks like it’s going to happen right now.
Zach Davis: Eric’s taken the sunglasses off and is loosening his tie as he makes his way down the ramp slowly.
Shannan Lerch: Nic looks plenty ready in the ring to take him on.
Zach Davis: He’s half way down the ramp and he stops, why has he stopped?
Shannan Lerch: He’s nodding and walking back up the ramp to the top.
Crowd: You’re a loser! You’re a loser!
Eric Price: No, not tonight! I would love to get in that ring with you tonight but as you and these idiots know, I have a People’s Title match against Kid Phantasm tonight so I can’t give you the rematch where I would kick your ass tonight! Besides Nic, you don’t dictate to me. You don’t tell me what to do.
Nic Daniels: Ok fine, you won’t come to me, then I’ll go to you.
Zach Davis: What is this now? Oh, Nic’s out of the ring and it looks like he’s walking up the ramp and coming after Eric Price.
Shannan Lerch: But wait a minute, Eric is signaling and it looks like about 6 security guards are coming out here and stopping Nic in his tracks as Eric just looks on and smiles behind them.
Zach Davis: Oh he feels so confident now, doesn’t he?
Eric Price: Oh no Nic, I told you, not tonight! How about we do it at our next PPV in Mexico City, Asesinato De Mayo, May 27th. We’ll have our rematch there. I’m not going to do it tonight because you want the match or because these people want it, we’re doing it on my terms.
Nic Daniels: Hey Price, why don’t you get your balls out of your purse and face me now?
Eric’s eyes open really wide as he teases with walking down the ramp but stops himself.
Shannan Lerch: He’s really provoking Price now.
Eric Price: Nice try boy but that isn’t going to work. I’ll tell you what though, because I don’t want to hear excuses, I don’t want to hear any whining about this match after I win, I say we make it interesting. Last Man Standing match, that way there is no controversy when I lay you flat out in the middle of that ring and beat you so badly that you won’t be able to answer the 10 count, what do you say?
Zach Davis: Last Man Standing in one week at Asesinato De Mayo.
Shannan Lerch: This is huge. But will Nic accept the challenge?
Nic Daniels: What do I say? You got it!
Zach Davis: The match is on! It will be Nic Daniels vs Eric Price, one on one a week from tonight at Asesinato De Mayo, live from Mexico City in a Last Man Standing Match!
Eric Price: Hey Nic, one more thing, at the end of this, at the end of all this I want you to know one thing. It’s not my fault what I did to your friend and it certainly will not be my fault when I beat you within an inch of your life next week no, the fault lies with these good for nothing turncoats you call our fans!
Nic Daniels: Hey Price, for our match, do something you haven’t done in a long time. Be a man and actually fight your own damn battle!
Eric Price: Oh Nic, when it’s all said and done, you will regret ever having punted me in the skull and these people, these people will be forced to respect me!
“Back in Black” – Live by AC/DC plays over the speakers again.
Zach Davis: Well, the match has been set and the date has been determined. As Eric Price and Nic Daniels look at each other intently with hate, we can only imagine what they’re going to go through in Mexico City!
Shannan Lerch: A Last Man Standing match, definitely going to settle their score there I hope.
Zach Davis: And unlike last month, there will be no doubt of who is the better man once a victor is determined. Later on tonight, Eric Price will be competing in a match against Kid Phantasm as The People’s Champion so definitely could be a momentum changer going into the PPV if Price walks in with that title belt.
Shannan Lerch: We’ll find out later tonight!
"Sharp Dressed Man" by ZZ Top starts playing. Out walks Johnathan Boss in a black pinstripe suit, white dress shirt, black tie, black dress shoes. He walks over the the time keepers table and asks for a mic. Boss climbs into the ring.
Boss: My name is Johnathan Boss and I am the agent for "The Villain" Adam Young. Now as everybody knows there has been a battle brewing between my client and one Corey Black for years now. Lets face it they truely do hate each other. Now Mr.Black made a statement about Adam's family dieing and that sir crossed the line where we come from. Instead of fileing a defacation lawsuit my client called you out. You sir started off chickening out and then stated you would fight only in New York City. Well Adam called you out about being chicken and you responded by saying yes to fighting Adam down in Mexico City at the very next WCF pay per view. Well sir in legal terms that is a binding agrement and if you fail to show up and face Adam Young one on one in Mexico City we will file a breach of contract agrement on you in Dallas,Texas but also in New York City.
Boss shows the binding verbal agrement signed off by a Federal Judge on Friday.
Boss: See you in Mexico City for a one on one straight up wrestling match Mr.Black and have a nice evening.
"Born Villain" by Marilyn Manson starts playing and the arena goes pitch black. For several minutes it stays that way and then Villain appears on the jumbotron as Adam Young stands in the entranceway. He runs his right thumb across his throat. Boss has now joined Adam in the entranceway.
All of the lights in the arena dim simultaneously... Next, a massive pulsing light pierces through the vicinity as a barrage of pyrotechnics erupt. Smoke pours from the stage in the midst of various colors & hues. "Riot" by 2 Chainz pumps from the speakers as "The Dare Devil" Jonathan Jakobs emerges from behind the curtains. He briefly stops and places his right fist in the air, the crowd screams in pure euphoria. Jonathan strides down to the ring as he exchanges high-fives with a few of the fans. He climbs the steps & enters the ring. He stands in the corner and awaits his opponent.
Shannan Lerch: Well Johnathan Jakobs is in the ring and he looks like he is ready for a fight tonight.
Zach Davis: He better be cause Adam Young has went threw alot this past week.
Kyle Steel: From Houston,Texas and weighing in at 215lbs. this is "The Dare Devil" Jonathan Jakobs!
The fans are chanting dare devil has he awaits Adam Young.
"Welcome Home" by Metallica starts playing as a single white light hits the entrance. Boss steps out into the arena in a black pinstripe suit laughing. Smoke starts the fill the entranceway as "The Villain" Adam Young steps into the smoke. Fans begin chants of "BTJ" as they walk towards the ring. Woman in the crowd are throwing panties at him and Adam just shrugs it off. Boss climbs up on the ring apron and holds the ropes open for Adam. Adam walks over to the middle of the ring and removes his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd.
Kyle Steel: From Abilene,Texas and weighing in at 225lbs. this is "The Villain" Adam Young!
Shannan Lerch: The high flyer versus the techinical guru.
Zach Davis: My money is on pain and lots of it. The icey glare is back in Adam's eyes.
They circle each other with Jakobs smileing and laughing towards Adam who is just stareing a hole threw Jakobs. Jakobs hits a arm drag on Adam but he pops right back up. Jakobs bows towards the crowd and when he turns around his nailed with a European uppercut sending him back towards the ropes. Adam charges in and takes Jakobs down with a belly to belly suplex.
Shannan Lerch: This is Adam's game.
Zach Davis: I think its time to go to school.
Adam mounts on top of Jakobs locking in a key arm lock, but Jakobs reaches the ropes. The ref starts a five count and Adam lets go at four and a half. The refree gets in Adam's face telling him he has to let go in the ropes. Adam stands up and lets the ref know he has until five. Adam turns around and is hit with a standing dropkick from Jakobs. Adam falls back onto the mat. Once again Jakobs starts playing to the crowd. Boss tells Adam to stop playing around and to end it.
Shannan Lerch: Jakobs needs to stop playing to the crowd and start wrestling already.
Zach Davis: If you tease the dog enough he will bite you.
Jakobs picks Adam up and tries to hit a gutwrench powerbomb but Adam turns it around and nails a implant ddt. Adam sits up and the icey stare is in his eyes.
Shannan Lerch: The teacher begins to torture the student.
Zach Davis: Turn out the lights Jakobs is done.
Adam stands up and sits Jakobs in a sitting position. Adam nails a drop kick to Jakobs face busting his lip open. Adam runs his thumb across his throat and locks in a Indian Deathlock. Jakobs is screaming out in pain.
Shannan Lerch: Oh that's almost impossible to get out of.
Zach Davis: Adam Young is a guru in the ring.
Adam begins laughing in the ring and just as it looks like Jakobs is about to tap out Adam lets the hold go.
Shannan Lerch: What?
Zach Davis: Oh he wants Jakobs to feel his pain.
Adam walks over to Boss and gets a swig of water. The refree is telling Adam to get back to the match. Adam pushes the refree out of his way and picks up Jakobs and hits a stalling brainbuster in the middle of the ring. Adam walks over to the corner and nails Thriller.
Shannan Lerch: The best moonsault in all of wrestling the Thriller.
Zach Davis: This match is over.
Adam lays on top of Jakobs and as the refree gets to 2 he picks up Jakobs.
Shannan Lerch: This is getting ugly fast.
Zach Davis: He is the most hated wrestler for this very reason.
Adam picks the almost lifeless body of Jakobs and lays his throat across the middle rope. Adam goes running across the ring and suicide dives threw the middle rope locking his feet onto Jakobs head sending Jakobs crashing into the floor.
Shannan Lerch: Now he is just showing off.
Zach Davis: That was amazing.
Adam stands up and takes a coke from a young fan and pours it all over Jakobs. The refree starts the count as Adam starts clapping for himself. The fans are yelling at Adam and trying to help Jakobs get back into this. Adam picks Jakobs up and rolls him into the ring placeing his head hanging off the apron. Adam climbs into the ring only to slingshot himself back out nailing a elbow across Jakobs chest.
Shannan Lerch: Somebody stop this already.
Zach Davis: I'm likeing this side of Adam Young.
Boss walks over to Adam and wipes down Adam with a towel. The refree is yelling at Adam to keep it in the ring. Adam slides back into the ring and looks up into the rafters.
Shannan Lerch: Wait is this about?
Zach Daviss: Thats like Shane Douglas before he threw the NWA title down.
Adam locks in the Messiah on Jakobs. Chilling screams echo threw the arena as Adam just locks it in even tighter. The refree is checking Jakobs and the ref notices Jakobs foot is under the bottom rope. He tells Adam to let the hold go Jakobs is in the ropes. Adam will not let the hold go and the ref starts the five count. Adam lets go at four and a half. The ref is checking on Jakobs and Adam grabs a mic.
Adam Young: Say do you not know the rules punk, I have until five to release the hold. If you touch me again I'm going to break your nose.
Adam throws the mic into the refs chest. Jakobs is now back on his feet and hits Green Light.
Shannan Lerch: Jakobs just hit Green Light on a distracted Adam Young.
Zach Davis: Theres the cover.
Adam kicks out and Boss is yelling at the ref for a DQ because Jakobs sprayed Adam in the eyes with a green mist. The ref tells Boss he knows the rules. Jakobs picks Young up, but Young can't see. He relies on instincts and hits the Angel's Wings!
Shannan Lerch: Damnation!
Young pins Jakobs.
Zach Davis: Adam Young picks up the victory!
Young stands, victorious, getting his arm raised.
Shannan Lerch: Will he fight Corey "Creeping Death" Black in Mexico? We'll see in one week.
American Capitalist by Five Finger Death Punch is blasted through the arena. After the intro of the song is finished, the pyro starts blasting out everywhere in the arena. The ramps, the stage, the ring, titantron, everything in the arena. Coming out from backstage is Joel Hall. The crowd starts to cheer for his arrival. He walks down the ramp and jumps on the canvas. Then, he rolls into the ring and looks at the crowd. He gives the devil horns sign.
The haunting guitar riffs of Cold's Confession drift through the arena as the Femme ICON makes her way out onto the stage and down the ramp amidst the chorus of boos and jeers. She saunters her way down, slides into the ring and goes to the far corner, climbing the turn buckle, raising both arms into the air, egging the crowd on.
Zach Davis: Here are Joel Hall and Apathy! Apathy, a member of The Business.
A generic rock instrumental with an aggressive drum beat and guitar rift hit the speakers as "La Máquina de Muerte" Aníbal walks out onto the stage, Felipe flanking close behind him with a cigar in his mouth. Aníbal measures up the crowd from the stage before heading down the ramp and climbing up onto the ring apron as Felipe takes a spot at ringside. He then steps over the top rope and walks out to the center of the ring where he waits for the match to start.
"Surprise! You're Dead!" by Faith No More hits as GEKIDO walks to the ring and up the steps entering the ring and giving the crowd the double middle finger. He doesn't need long and overdone ring entrances. He'll kill you before you enter the ring that way.
Shannan Lerch: And here is GEKIDO, one of the most controversial wrestlers in WCF today.
Anibal starts the match off for his team, and Apathy for hers. Apathy runs at him and hits a Sliding Lariat, sending him down. She stomps at him repeatedly before backing off, letting Anibal get to his feet... and then running at him and hitting a Lungblower!
Zach Davis: Apathy starting things off right, big move!
Apathy pins Anibal quickly.
No, Anibal kicks out. Apathy goes to pick him up again but this time Anibal starts hitting her in the gut. Then gives her a forearm to the head. He throws her to the corner, runs at her and Clotheslines her into it; he then begins hitting her with a series of stiff rapid elbows right to her face!
Shannan Lerch: Ow, ow ow. Apathy needs to get her head back in the game!, and out of the way of Anibal's elbows.
Anibal now tags in GEKIDO. The fans begin to boo as GEKIDO enters the ring. Apathy runs at him but he hits her with an Arm Drag. She gets back up and he kicks her in the gut and goes for a Doublearm Spike DDT!
Zach Davis: Apathy, driven into the mat!
GEKIDO pins her.
No! Apathy kicks out. GEKIDO picks her up but she shoves him away. He runs at her but she catches him and hits a Uranaga Spinebomb!
Shannan Lerch: OUCH!
Apathy then tags in Joel Hall. Hall Springboards over and hits a Shooting Star Press into pin!
No! Another kickout!
Zach Davis: Joel Hall almost had it there.
Hall picks GEKIDO up and goes for a Vertical Suplex but GEKIDO shifts his weight and lands behind him; he hits Hall with a Running 3/4 Bulldog! GEKIDO then stumbles up and tags Anibal back in.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes "La Máquina de Muerte"!
Anibal enters the ring and starts stomping away at Joel Hall.
Zach Davis: One of these four competitors may win the International Title match at Asesinato De Mayo.
Anibal picks Hall up, but Hall dives and tags Apathy back in. She meets Anibal half way and hits him with an Evenflow DDT!
Shannan Lerch: Affliction!
Apathy pins Anibal.
Zach Davis: Apathy gets the win!
Shannan Lerch: If she can get a pin one week from now she'll be the International Champ!
Zach Davis: Well Shannan, we’ve got an interesting match up. Our challenger Tek is coming off a loss to Logan whereas Odin Balfore’s coming off a loss against team “Better Than You.”
Shannan Lerch: Balfore’s pissed, Tek’s pissed. Should be a fun night.
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.
Zach Davis: One thing about Tek, this guy always keeps his head up.
Shannan Lerch: Let's see if he keeps it on his shoulders tonight.
“With Oden On Our Side” hits the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, center stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Odin stares down his opponent as he waits for the match to get underway.
Shannan Lerch: Odin’s fallen down the ladder a ways but he’s still hanging on.
Zach Davis: Let's see how he does in his first title defense since ONE.
Tek starts the match pacing around Odin, trying not to get too close but Odin reaches out and grabs Tek, heaving him halfway across the ring into the turnbuckle. Odin charges in for a clothesline but Tek gets out of the way and starts laying body shots into Odin. Shot after shot slumps Odin down and Tek starts hitting a few shots to the jaw. Repeated shots to the jaw of Odin but he grabs Tek and throws him back into the buckle and connects with a thunderous right as Tek falls to the ground.
Zach Davis: He’s dead, he’s dead. Just ring the bell.
Odin picks Tek up and whips him into the corner followed by a big splash!
Shannan Lerch: Tek moves out of the way again!
Zach Davis: Odin eats the steel post.
Tek works his way around Odin as the big man stumbles back and Tek hits a falling neck breaker!
Zach Davis: And Odin powers out.
Shannan Lerch: Tek stays on him with a flurry of hands.
As Odin gets up Tek hits him with a forward Russian leg sweep
Shannan Lerch: The Blood Out!
Zach Davis: Tek bein smart, stayin on top of Balfore.
Tek picks Odin up and tries to hook him up for an STO but Odin elbows him in the back of the head and steps out from the STO, putting Tek into a side head lock and lifts him up for a suplex.. Stalling brain buster.
Shannan Lerch: And Tek kicks out.
Odin picks Tek up and grips him in a bear hug but Tek peels himself out of it and runs to the ropes and nails Odin with a sky twister kick. Odin stumbles back as Tek hits the ropes again and hits a cross body, Odin falls into the ropes and his arms get caught up. Tek charges Odin..
Zach Davis: Odin boots him!
Shannan Lerch: He’s having a hard time getting out of those ropes. He’s struggling pretty good, He’s even getting red in the face.
Zach Davis: I don’t think he’s trying to unhook himself.
Shannan Lerch: Odin just broke the rope!
Zach Davis: What?!
Shannan Lerch: And here comes Tek!
Zach Davis: Odin just scooped him up!
Odin and Tek crash to the outside from that belly to belly side slam.
Shannan Lerch: If they fell any harder, Tek might look like a used toothpaste tube.
Zach Davis: Or you on a Saturday night.
Odin gets to his feet and brings Tek up by his hair and rolls him back into the ring. Odin gets into the ring and hits a knee lift on. Tek stumbles and falls to his knees but quickly gets back up as Odin rears back and goes for a knock out punch but Tek ducks it.
Shannan Lerch: Reverse STO by Tek!
Crowd: TEK, TEK, TEK !!
Tek explodes for the crowd as he climbs the turnbuckle. He leaps off and hits a 450 splash!
Shannan Lerch: Odin gets the shoulder up!
Tek gets up as Odin gets to his feet as we.. The big man cracks his neck and snarls at Tek.
Zach Davis: Not good.
Tek takes a few shots at Odin then runs to bounce off the ropes but quickly puts on the breaks.
Shannan Lerch: Odin broke the ropes! Tek's got nothing to bounce off of.
Zach Davis: No, I think he does.
Odin walks over to Tek, catching him as he turns around and scoops Tek up.
Shannan Lerch: Like what?
Odin runs and hits a running power slam!
Zach Davis: The mat. We haven't seen that move in a while, I think Odin calls that The Law Maker.
Shannan Lerch: I can see why.
Zach Davis: This time, Tek kicked out. Just getting that shoulder up.
Odin picks up Tek and backs him into the turnbuckle before laying in with knee after knee.
Shannan Lerch: And Tek gets sent right out of the ring through the middle ropes.
Zach Davis: Let's hope Odin doesn’t break that one too.
Tek hangs on and gets his footing on the ropes before Odin can turn around..
Shannan Lerch: Original Sin!
Tek gets back in the ring and sizes Odin up as he gets to his feet…
Zach Davis: He’s going for that spinning impaler..
Tek tries to hook Odin's arms but Odin reverses it and shoves Tek away, into the referee. All of a sudden Steeltoe Joe is in the ring!
Shannan Lerch: What the?!
Joe hits The Baptism! Tek goes down as Joe rolls out. Tek stumbles up, barely knowing where he is. Odin hooks Tek up in a fisherman suplex as the ref comes to. The pin..
Zach Davis: Odin retains with the help of the Maverick Plex, and a Baptism from Steeltoe Joe!
Shannan Lerch: Guess the war between these two isn't over!
Zack Davis: What's Famine doing out here? He's not scheduled to compete tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Knowing him, this can't be good.
Famine steps in the ring and walks over to ask for a mic as the music dies down.
Famine: Sarah, for weeks now you and I have been at each other's throats. Literally! You tried to set me on fire last week, and I hung you to the bottom of a bridge hoping you'd fall and die. So why don't you come out here so we can end this right now?
"The Only One" by Evanescence begins to play as Sarah makes her way out to the arena. She starts to run down to the ring when suddenly a huge wall of flames come shooting up from under the ramp almost burning Sarah. She jumps back as Famine starts laughing.
Famine: Oh come on now. Did you really think I was going to make it THAT easy for you?
Sarah Twilight: Let me make something clear to you, you fucking coward. I am going to HURT you. There is NOTHING that is going to stop me from doing that!
Suddenly Bobby Cairo comes from the back with a mic in his hands.
Bobby Cairo: Ok. You know what? That's about enough of this shit. For over a month now, you two have been at it like cats and dogs and I'm not going to let this continue. Do you have any idea the money you're costing this company? The legal issues we've had to deal with because you two sick freaks can't control yourselves?
Sarah folds her arms as she narrows her eyes at Cairo, not really caring much for what he had to say.
Famine: I don't really give a shit Cairo. I'm going to end her career if it's the last thing I do!
Bobby Cairo: No, you're not. See, contrary to what you may think Famine, you don't run things around here. Right now, I'm the boss and I'm ordering you both to stay away from each other. From now on, whether it's Slam or a pay per view and you're not scheduled to compete against one another I don't want to see you in each other's faces or hear that something is going on between you two. If I hear that you so much as looked at each other wrong, I will suspend you both!
Sarah Twilight: What about the Trios Cup tournament?
Bobby Cairo: What about it? I suggest if you and your partners want to continue on that you listen carefully because this is the only warning you're getting.
Sarah looks at Famine and he does the same. It looks like they're both thinking about something.
Shannan Lerch: Wow. I can't believe Cairo would do something like this.
Zach Davis: Better now than later. These two may have ended up killing each other eventually.
Sarah starts to walk away and heads backstage as Famine stands there for a moment before exiting the ring and leaving as well.
Zach Davis: Well this should be a good one here, Shannan - Eric Price will be Kid Phantasm's first challenger for the People's Championship.
Shannan Lerch: Ooh, a rich guy. I love those.
"Longhorn" begins playing over the PA. Gold lights start flashing as the music starts and as soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight shines on him as he makes his way to the ring at a jovial pace.
Kyle Steel: This match is for the WCF People's Championship! First, the challenger... weighing in at 250 pounds and hailing from Pacific Palisades, California... ERIC PRICE!
Price goes to each side of the audience and slaps hands with them. Many of them boo him to his face. 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.
Zach Davis: Well, Eric Price took out Jonny Fly last week-
Shannan Lerch: -who hasn't been returning my phone calls lately. I've been looking for a new rich boy-toy, and this Eric Price might be it. He was in the Mulisha, and they hated my brother, so we already have something in common.
Zach Davis: Hey, maybe he already has VD. Then you'd have two things in common.
"From Out of Nowhere" by Faith No More hits the PA system and the crowd goes wild. Out comes Kid Phantasm holding the WCF People's Championship.
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 215 pounds and hailing from Antarctica, Louisiana... he is the WCF People's Champion... KID PHANTASM!
Phantasm high-fives a few of the fans on his way to the ring. Many people reach out and touch the belt, unaware that they're fondling the spirit of a dead clown.
Zach Davis: Here we go - People's Championship on the line!
Price and Phantasm lock up into a collar and elbow tie-up. Price pushes Phantasm to one knee, using his weight advantage... Phantasm pushes back suddenly, and quite hard. Price rolls across the ring. Kid Phantasm taunts Price, telling him to 'bring it'. The crowd goes wild.
Shannan Lerch: Get him, rich guy! He's single, right?
Zach Davis: Kid Phantasm seems fired up for this... and here comes Eric Price!
Price charges in and gets tripped by Kid Phantasm, taking the mat to the face pretty hard. Phantasm turns and bows to the crowd, who applaud him. He turns around gets tripped up by Price, who then punches Kid Phantasm in the- uh, groin...
Shannan Lerch: Ow! That's how I end dates with Mark Cuban.
...and flips Kid Phantasm into a Sharpshooter!
Zach Davis: ERIC PRICE HAS GOT KID PHANTASM INTO THE SHARPSHOOTER - THIS IS HOW HE GOT NIC DANIELS AT AFTERMATH! Will we see another stunning upset here?
Kid Phantasm strains...
Shannan Lerch: If Price wins that belt I'm following him home later.
Zach Davis: While we've got a minute here, Shannan, have you gone to see that therapist I recommended to you?
Shannan Lerch: That girl was kind of stuck-up. She told me I had to wear panties next time so I never went back.
...Price drags Phantasm further from the ropes. Kid reaches out...
Zach Davis: It's more important than you realize, Shannan... you're starting to freak me out a bit, and- PHANTASM'S GOT THE ROPE!
...and finally makes it to the ropes. Referee Zip Wingdinger breaks up the hold.
Zach Davis: Eric Price is really bringing it to the People's Champion here... he's got Kid Phantasm in a reverse chinlock... inverted DDT! Going for the pin! 1....2..no! A quick two for Eric Price, but not a three...
Eric Price scoops Kid Phantasm, but Phantasm ducks behind him and grabs Eric Price into a waistlock. Kid Phantasm hits a german suplex, bridging for a pin.
Zach Davis: 1....2....no! Price kicks out at 2!
Shannan Lerch: Come on rich guy, get that gold! You can do it!
Zach Davis: He has a name, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: I bet he has a big... credit limit.
A few moments later, Price and Phantasm lock up again... Phantasm catches Price with a gut shot, then a quick snap suplex. Almost as soon as Price hits the canvas, Kid Phantasm heads for the top rope.
Zach Davis: Kid Phantasm going high-risk here... maybe looking for a-YES!
Kid Phantasm hits a senton splash on Eric Price. He makes a hap-hazard cover attempt.
Zach Davis: Kid with a cover... 1....2...no! Eric Price is still in this!
Shannan Lerch: I bet you Eric Price has a plan! The rich always have a strategy, and that's why they always score big!
Kid Phantasm picks up Eric Price... he goes for an irish whip, but has it reversed into a very low knee smash. Phantasm looks to have the wind knocked out of him. Eric Price scoops the Phantasm up...
Zach Davis: CA$H FLOW?! ERIC PRICE JUST HIT THE CA$H FLOW (inverted Death Valley Driver) ON THE PEOPLE'S CHAMP - COVER!
Wait a second, Phantasm's got his feet on the ropes! Referee Zip Wingdinger stops the count, and starts an argument with Eric Price... and Phantasm's shaking the cobwebs loose! As Eric Price turns to Kid Phantasm, he's greeted with a knee to the midsection... and the Ice Cap (fisherman's suplex/brain buster).
Zach Davis: ICE CAP! ICE CAP!
Shannan Lerch: Damn you liberals! Damn you referees and your red tape!
Kyle Steel: Your winner and still WCF PEOPLE'S CHAMPION... KID PHANTASM!
Zach Davis: Kid Phantasm has done it... he's retained the People's Championship for one more week. But who will his next challenger be?
Shannan Lerch: Who cares. A good man got cheated here tonight, and I hope somebody gets to make it up to him later.
Zach Davis: Uh...
Shannan Lerch: ...I mean me, Zach.
Zach Davis: Oh, I know. And now I feel doubly sorry for Eric Price.
Scene opens inside a hallway of the WCF arena. A voice is heard yelling from down the hall, behind the camera.
Voice: YO! Hold up, camera man!
The sound of footsteps running behind the camera. The camera spins, and it's "The Mack" Steve Orbit. Apparently, he was in the middle of preparing for his match, as he has his wrestling shorts on, as well as one boot, unlaced, and the other foot is bare. He looks pissed off.
Steve Orbit: Give me one minute, man. Nasty Nate, are you for real, man? With your little fuckin' story about the black man? The race card, homie? [points his finger at the camera] I know you like hangin' around in the shitty sewer all fuckin' day, but you just stepped in some shit you can't wipe off. This shit done went from business to personal. I'm gonna enjoy whoopin' your ass tonight, and takin' that belt which you love so much. And when you go back to the rats empty handed, you can sit and try to wrap that mental case, fucked up head of yours around how you just lost to a magnificent, beautiful, strong BLACK mother fuckin' pimp. You really couldn't think of nothing better to say, bitch? You think attacking my beautiful skin tone is gonna help you? We'll see who the fuckin' failure is tonight. Nasty Nate. See you in the ring, punk.
Steve turns around and walks back towards the locker room, punching the wall before we fade out.
Zach Davis: And now, we are set to decide the Television Championship as reigning champion NvL prepares to defend his gold against a hungry Steve Orbit
Shannan Lerch: NvL has been completely dominant since defeating winning a tournament for the gold. Up and coming Steve Orbit looks to change that.
Zach Davis: I wouldn't count out Steve Orbit, he is well aware of what NvL is capable of, but let's not forget how impressive Orbit has been lately either.
Shannan Lerch: Let's take you back to ringside for the pre-match announcements.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Television Championship!!!!
"Flashlight" by Parlaiment Funkadelic. He walks ahead of Golden Joey, talking to girls who mostly give him disgusted looks, which he is oblivious to and continues blowing kisses and making rude, sexual comments. At ringside he begins the process of taking off whatever pimp attire he is wearing that night, whether its a mink coat, designer suit, etc and always hands his gold chains and his hat to Golden Joey. He continues to "flirt" with the girls in the crowd as he enters the ring.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the challenger. Now coming to the ring from Oakland, California weighing in at 240 pounds, he is "The Mack" STEVE ORBIT!
Zach Davis: Just look at him. So full of confidence and emotion. He wants this badly!
Shannan Lerch: But can he overcome the huge obstacle in front of him? It's no secret that NvL is a VERY tough competitor.
Zach Davis: Orbit is going to be put to the test here shortly, and we're going to find out if desire can defeat dominance.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent....from the Nightmare Realm....weighing in at 229lbs....he is the current reigning and defending WCF Television Champion...."The Devil's Right Hand" NATHAN VON LIEBERT!!!!
The camera pans to the titantron, where an oak door comes into view. A thump is heard, and the door shakes on its hinges. Several more thumps occur, until the blade of an ax busts through the door. Smoke begins to form on the stage, as a dark figure steps out. Suddenly a woman voice yells out from the speaker.
"No, go away!
Leave me alone!"
Smoke billows down the aisle as the man walks down it to the ring, his identity shrouded in the smog. Meanwhile, on the titantron, the ax makes a large hole in the wood, and a hand reaches in for the door knob, the fingernails painted black. Again the frightened voice rings out as the mystery man slides into the ring.
"Don't you come in here!
I don't want you here.!"
The mystery man watches the titantron now, as the door opens, and the same man standing in the ring, steps into the house. A lightning bolt cracks behind him, equal in volume to the string of fireworks that fire up on the ramp. The man on the titantron rubs his thumb on the door, leaving a bloody smear on the polished oak. He lifts the ax with both hands, as the voice pleads.
"No, No, No, NO!!
The scream is cut off as the man swings the ax. Blood appears to splatter across the tron, and then the name "Nathan von Liebert" is written with a finger painted black. Nathan, who is in the ring, falls on his knees, never taking his eyes off the 'tron until it goes black. He then scans the members of the crowd that he could without contorting his torso, as Kyle Steel announces him.
Zach Davis: NvL makes it to the ring, and this one is underway, ladies and gentlemen!
Shannan Lerch: And look at Steve Orbit, Zach. He's got that kind of look in his eyes that can only mean ONE thing… he came to FIGHT!
NvL stares coldly at Steve, but Orbit finally charges at NvL with a full head of steam and hits a flying clothesline that takes both men off their feet.
Zach Davis: Steve Orbit almost DECAPITATED NvL with that right arm, and… look at Orbit laying those rights, those lefts, and some MORE lethal rights to the champion's noggin!
Shannan Lerch: He's going to risk getting disqualified here if he continues to let his emotions dictate this thing.
The referee finally makes his way over and begins the count to break up the corner closed fists.
Zach Davis: ENOUGH, Steve, you're going to get yourself disqualified!
The ref taps Orbit on the shoulder, threatening to DQ and Orbit backs off, recollecting his thoughts before heading straight back toward NvL who takes him down with a big boot. Orbit falls to the mat. NvL drops three consecutive HARD elbows into Orbit's sternum. He presses his weight down onto Orbit and attempts the pinfall.
Zach Davis: And NO! Orbit kicks out!
Orbit scrambles to his feet but stumbles and falls back to the canvas after receiving the shot to the head by NvL's large boot just moments ago. NvL continues his assault as he forces Orbit back to his feet, sending him into the turnbuckle with a HARD Irish whip. The force of impact causes Orbit to bounce off the turnbuckle and step a few steps forward clutching his back. NvL is there to meet him as he delivers a devastating running plant clothesline. The back of Orbit's head bounces off the mat with a sickening thud.
Shannan Lerch: NvL however, has changed the tide of this match. With how he is acting already, I don't know if this is good for Orbit.
Zach Davis: Very true, Shannan. Things could get bad here. Orbit needs to fight his way back into this thing.
NvL stalks Orbit with evil intent in his eyes. Orbit isn't able to get far. He slowly begins crawling away, still reeling from the effects of the onslaught, and soon he screams out in agony as NvL WHIPS a hard open hand across his back. Repeatedly he lashes him with the slaps to bare skin with tremendous FORCE and we can see welts forming on the flesh of Orbit's back and shoulders. NvL then takes his hands, locking them together under Steve's chin and begins to strangle him. Orbit's face turns red, then blue, then purple as his oxygen supply is cut off. He gasps for air and claws at NvL's hands, trying to relieve the pressure, but NvL only wrenches it tighter, digging deeper into his throat and suffocating him. The crowd begins to BOO loudly. Our referee steps in and warns NvL, and again must begin a five count.
NvL finally releases his blatant choke before a count of five can be reached. Orbit slumps down to the mat, barely conscious.
Zach Davis: Good Lord! He's trying to kill the man!
Shannan Lerch: NvL is one disturbed individual!
NvL grabs Orbit by the head and hauls him to his feet, now taking him up and over with a British suplex...and then another...and yet another, Completing the trifecta. Orbit is sprawled out on the mat, motionless. And NvL drops down for his pinfall. Ref is there for the count.
Somehow, Orbit manages to slide a shoulder up!
Zach Davis: I don't believe this! Orbit is still in this thing!
Shannan Lerch: I don't think NvL can believe it either.
NvL stares down at the still very prone Steve Orbit with much disdain for his defiance to stay down. NvL hauls him to his feet once again and now begins hauling him up for the Straight Jacket Drop. However, Orbit is able to slide off of it, and although still VERY dazed, instinct kicks in and he begins firing off shots at NvL. The Champion is caught by surprise and is sent reeling backwards as Orbit continues to fire away. NvL answers as he swings a fist back at Orbit who manages to duck the shot and replies with an enziguri that stumbles NvL forward. Orbit hops back to his feet while the momentum was in his favor and he follows up with a running neckbreaker that downs the champion. Orbit also stays down, needing a breather after exhausting his energy for the comeback.
Zach Davis: And the champion is down! Orbit has a great chance right here! If he can capitalize he might have this!
Shannan Lerch: But he also needs to recuperate. That early barrage by NvL has taken its toll on the challenger.
NvL is down on the mat, dazed. Orbit is still down as well but manages to crawl himself over toward NvL and he drapes an arm over the Champion. Ref in position.
The champion kicks out.
Zach Davis: How close was that? It might have been over if Orbit could have been able to hook the leg!
Shannan Lerch: But the bad news is, its not over. How much longer can he keep this up? He's got to end this quickly if he wants to walk out of here in one piece, let alone champion.
Zach Davis: I'd have to agree Shannan. Steve Orbit has taken a lot of punishment early. He needs to end this as quickly as he can.
Orbit starts to pull himself back to his feet, as does NvL. Both men make it up and Orbit gets the jump on the champion, stunning him with more hard rights and lefts, backing him against the ropes. He continues to pummel the champ and takes him for an irish whip that is reversed. Orbit instead is sent into the ropes and as he makes his return he IS this time caught with the Straight Jacket Drop. Orbit is down and out of it, and NvL covers his adversary. Ref gets into position.
By some miracle, Orbit was close enough to the ropes and draped his foot over the bottom. The ref sees this as he slaps the mat for the third time and calls the pinfall no good. NvL is becoming frustrated now.
Zach Davis: Orbit with the presence of mind to place his foot over the bottom rope! I don't know how wise that was as NvL is starting to show signs of a foul mood!
Shannan Lerch: This is where our Television Champion is so dangerous. He is looking to cause damage now to Steve.
NvL hauls Orbit up again and sends him to the turnbuckle with another irish whip. He hits HARD and the champ moves in, but Orbit holds the ropes and kicks forward, dazing him. NvL staggers back a few steps and holds his head to shake off the cobwebs. He lowers his head for a moment and then snaps his head back up, his hair flopping over his forehead in massive speed, exposing his eyes which show an almost crazed look in them. He turns around to return to his beating of the challenger, but as he does turn he gets his fill of Orbit alright....SPEAR!! As Orbit EXPLODES out of the corner, nailing the champion will EVERYTHING he has and knocks this one out of the park as NvL folds in HALF and hits the center of the ring HARD!!! Orbit wastes not one second and he rolls onto the champ and hooks the leg. Ref slides in.
Zach Davis: Oh my God!
Shannan Lerch: Did we just see that?
Zach Davis: He did it!!!
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, in a time of 25 minutes and 12 seconds...and the NEW WCF Television Champion......STEVE ORBIT!!!!!
Zach Davis: Ladies and gentlemen I am almost in complete shock here! Steve Orbit looked as if he was getting ready to take the beating of his life. NvL almost dominated him for most of the match. But Steve's raw emotion and the will to win has indeed prevailed here tonight. I'm speechless Shannan, Wow! Way to go Orbit. What a victory!
Shannan Lerch: I don't think I've ever seen you this excited, Zach. But you have to agree, like him or hate him...Steve Orbit had a VERY impressive victory here tonight. Anything can happen on Slam!
Orbit is handed the TV Championship and celebrates in the ring, looking at his newly acquired gold and he drops to his knees, clutching it. NvL rolls to the outside, completely stunned at the fact he'd just lost the match in a split second.
We see a backstage worker trying to get a can out of a vending machine.
Backstage Worker: Ugh, stupid machine.
Suddenly, a man in a superhero costume comes out.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: Never fear, civillian! Kamen Rider Subarashi is here to rescue you!
A man looks like he saw something weird. Subarashi takes a few deep breaths. Suddenly, he yells out something.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: RIDER PUNCH!!!
Subarashi hits the vending machine with a powerful punch, but gets himself hurt.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: Ow! My hand.
Suddenly, the can drops in the dispenser. He takes the can and gives it to him.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: Here you go, citizen! I have prevented dehydration!
The worker awkwardly takes it.
Backstage Worker: Uhh....thanks?
Kamen Rider Subarashi: No need for thanks! A job is well done by every superhero. If you're in a situation, you know who to call. Kamen Rider Subarashi!
Subarashi jumps off-screen. The worker's mouth is still open.
" Never Gonna Stop" blasts through the PA as Zombie McMorris makes his way onto the stage all pumped up.
Kyle Steel: This contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from New Orleans Louisianna. Weighing in at 260 lbs, and standing six feet, six inches tall... Zombie McMorris!
Hopping on the balls of his toes and shaking his arms out, Zombie rushes the ring as the music kicks up. 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 turn buckle and pointing to them again and beating his chest in excitement.
The opening trumpet riff of "White Trash Renegade blares over the PA systems as red and orange strobe lights flash. Suddenly the strobes stop, and Waylon Cash comes running out onto the entrance ramp. He runs back and forth, illiciting cheers from the crowd on either side before dancing his way towards the ring.
Kyle Steel: Now approaching the ring, hailing from Macon, Georgia. Weighing in at 230 lbs, standing 6 feet five inches tall, Waylon Cash!
Sliding under the bottom rope, Waylon runs and jumps onto the second turnbuckle before tossing his hat out into the crowd. He winks at an attractive woman in the crowd before jumping back down to the mat.
The ref goes to check both men for weapons as a low hum begins to build in the crowd.
Zach Davis: The fans are excited for this one. You'll notice these men are about evenly matched as far as size goes. Zombie only has a one inch, and thirty pound advantage on Cash. The question is, how difficult will that thirty pounds make it for Waylon to hit the Killshot?
Shannan Lerch: I'm amazed Cash is even competing tonight. After the attack from last week, I was sure he'd at least take a week off. He's risking his shot at Gein, and even his career tonight.
Both men jump up, and start trading blows back and forth. Zombie quickly gains the upper hand, and Irish whips Waylon into the ropes. As Cash comes back, Zombie lifts him up above his head in a military press position. He holds him there for a few minutes before flipping him over and dropping him to the mat. He then sits him up and locks him into a sleeper hold.
Zach Davis: Zombie trying to wear down Waylon, maybe even trying to go for an early win here.
Shanna Lerch: These two seem to be as well matched strategically as they are in size.
Waylon struggles a little as the ref checks on him. Cash hits Zombie with a few backwards headbutts, loosening the hold. Waylon stands up slowly, as Zombie cinches back up on the sleeper. Waylon then drops down, and this McMorris with a chin buster. Zombie falls back and Waylon jumps up, turning around to face his opponent. Zombie sits up, and Waylon runs at him, hitting him with a quick dropkick to the chin. Cash pops up, and jumps on the second rope, using it as a springboard. He spins around and hits McMorris with a leg drop before going for the cover.
Waylon slowly stands up, and brings Zombie with him. Cash whips his opponent into the ropes, and on his way back, Zombie hits Waylon with a nasty lariat. Waylon lays on the ground, and McMorris lets a smile cross his face.
Shannan Lerch: I think Zombie smells blood.
Zach Davis: He's ready to put Cash out.
Zombie grabs Waylon, and lifts him up to his feet. He hits him with a couple of haymakers, before whipping him into the ropes, and lifting him, military press style again.
Zach Davis: Could he be going for the Zombie drop?
Waylon reverses it by punching Zombie in the head a few times, Zombie drops him to the ground.
Waylon kicks Zombie in the knee, sending him down to the ground. He then runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and hits McMorris in the temple with a running knee, sending him sprawling to the mat. Cash quickly goes for the cover.
Zach Davis: Waylon Cash won with the Midwest Nail! That is a CLEAR message to Gein Spector.
Waylon stands, victorious in the ring, and holds his fists high above his head. He stares into the camera, mouthing “Die Gein Die” a few times, before rolling out of the ring, and heading to the back.
“Ecstacy of Gold” by Ennio Morricone begins to play over the P.A. System, and Blake Updegraff IV struts out onto the entrance ramp. He is followed by Benjamin Atreyu, already in his wrestling gear.
Zach Davis: Now here are two men who have been the bane of every WCF employees existence for the last few months. What the hell could they possibly have to say, that couldn't wait until the trios match later?
The two men roll into the ring, and each demand their own microphone from the ring side attendant.
Zach Davis: Great, we'll get some classic Abbot and Costello
Shannan Lerch: I actually think Blake is kind of cute.
Zach Davis: That's the money talking Shannan. Stay strong.
The music dies down, but the booing does not. Blake Updegraff IV has to wait a moment or two before he can be heard.
Blake Updegraff IV: Silence, people with money are talking!
Blake and Benji share a chuckle as the crowd erupts into booing once again.
Blake Updegraff IV: In all seriousness, I have an incredibly important announcement to make. An announcement that will change the landscape of WCF, and bring in a million more idiot fans like you. Those fans will pour into merchandise stands all across the country, by the THOUSANDS, and they will demand a t-shirt, or a poster, or some sort of memorabilia, honoring WCF's newest, and GREATEST tag team! It is with pride in my heart that I introduce to you the newest talent signing for Future Gods Incorporated, and Benjamin Atreyu's tag team partner: Gein Spector!
“I Know” by David Lynch begins to play, and the crowd once again showers the men before them with thunderous disapproval. Gein Spector slowly walks out onto the entrance ramp, but out from behind the curtain runs Johnny Slick. He sprints past Gein, and rolls into the ring, microphone already in hand.
Johnny Slick: Hold on one damn second! Gein and I have an agreement. You can't just sign him away from me! There's legal precedents... Habeus corpus... E Pluribus Unum!
Blake throws his head in laughter as Gein slowly climbs into the ring behind Johnny Slick. Gein grabs the man's microphone for himself.
Gein Spector: We had a handshake agreement Johnny, and to be honest, it's just not working out.
Gein drops the mic and grabs Johnny slick in a chicken wing/rear naked choke. They fall to the ground, and Gein wrenches on Slick's neck as the crowd screams angrily. Eventually he lets go, allowing Johnny to roll on the ground in pain for a moment or two. Suddenly, Benjamin Atreyu grabs Johnny Slick, and lifts him to his knees. Gein then bounces off the ropes, and this Slick with a Midwest Nail.
Zach Davis: My god! Gein Spector just fired Johnny Slick in the most violent way imaginable.
Atreyu doesn't waste time in lifting the now unconscious Johnny Slick back up. Gein smiles, and hits the man with another running knee to the skull.
Zach Davis: This is wrong! This is overkill! Someone needs to stop this!
Johnny slick is now bleeding profusely from the head. The crowd has gone silent as the mat beneath the man's head is stains with drops of crimson. Benji lifts him again, and without remorse, Gein bounces off the ropes, and hits Johnny slick with a Midwest nail even harder than the other two. Atreyu and Blake seem pleased, as they leave the lifeless body of Johnny Slick on the mat this time. The paramedics quickly run down to the ring, as the three men gloat over the broken body.
Zach Davis: What could possibly be the point of this?!
Shannan Lerch: This is more of a message to their opponents this week, and Waylon Cash than anything else. They're letting everyone know that Future Gods Incorporated is a force to be reckoned with.
The newly formed team climbs out of the ring, as the medics rolls Johnny Slick onto the stretcher.
Until The End by Breaking Benjamin hits, and out step Johnny Stylez, Hunter Valentyne, and Al Envy. The three look around the arena as the crowd cheers. Stylez, Valentyne and Envy all walk to the ring and slide in.
Zach Davis: Here comes... The Business!
The opening strains of "Today I Woke To The Rain Of Blood" by Combichrist filter through the PA system. The standard arena lighting is replaced by a flickering strobe effect that fills the arena as the music picks up with a thumping bass beat. The entrance way is illuminated by a green neon glow and the first one out from the back is King Jimmy Dean! King Jimmy draws a loud cheer from the crowd as he holds his gold and diamond scepter high in the air, ready for action. The cheers grow louder as Johnny Reb, Chad Evans and Kira Sakazaki appear atop the ramp, taking their place next to Jimmy.
Shannan Lerch: Here they are the Dick to Large Superstars, with Prince Jimmy Of! Is my favorite fighter never, besides Logan. I have had sexual relations with many men.
The quartet of Big Dick Superstars triumphantly raise their arms into the air and then gesture thusly toward their crotches, sending the thousands of females in attendance into a collective squeal of orgasmic bliss that temporarily drowns out the music. Jimmy leads his troops down to the ring and walks up the ring steps to the apron. Jimmy smiles and waves out to the fans, while the Big Dicks hop onto the apron and flip over the top rope in unison. Jimmy climbs through the ropes and each man takes a corner of the ring, climbing onto the turnbuckles and signaling to the fans that it's time for some Big Dick Action!
Zach Davis: I hear some fans chanting "BIG DICKS!"... what has this business become?
Al Envy starts for his team, and Kira Sakazaki for his. The two circle around the ring, and tie up. Envy gets control immediately, forcing Sakazaki to a neutral corner. He backs off for a second before slapping Kira in the face. Kira storms out of the corner but gets hit with a Belly to Belly!
Shannan Lerch: Big move!
Envy quickly pins Kira.
Both Reb and Evans quickly enter and kick Envy off. However, the Business uses this to run from behind and Stylez and Hunter hit Evans and Reb with a pair of Lariats to the back of the neck. Reb and Evans roll to the outside while The Business members, all three, stomp on Kira.
Zach Davis: Triple teaming! Its like double teaming, but even more illegal!
Envy lifts Kira up and kicks him once more and executes a Package Piledriver.
Zach Davis: OOF.
Envy pins Kira again, hooking the leg.
Shannan Lerch: Very early win for The Business-
No! Kira kicks out!
Zach Davis: No one has heart like Kira Sakazaki.
Envy picks Sakazaki up, but Kira starts fighting back, hitting him with several rights and lefts. Kira goes for a Clothesline and Envy ducks it, kicks him in the gut and hits a Syck Kick!
Zach Davis: OOF!
Envy pins Kira Sakazaki again, hooking the leg.
Shannan Lerch: SO. MUCH. HEART!
Envy picks Kira up again but Kira strikes Envy in the heart several times before throwing him to the ropes and hitting a Drilling Dropkick! Kira then dives and tags in Chad Evans!
Zach Davis: Here comes the Chad Dogg!
Chad springs into action, literally, as he springboards over the ropes. He runs at Envy and Clotheslines him down, and as Envy gets up Chad grabs him and hits a Brainbuster! He then follows up with a Standing Shooting Star Press!
Shannan Lerch: Hot damn!
But the Big Dick Superstar isn't done yet!, he runs and jumps to the top before flying off and hitting a Moonsault into pin!
Zach Davis: Kickout!
Envy stumbles up and blocks a strike from Evans; Envy runs to the ropes, slides under, Springboards and hits a Pele!
Shannan Lerch: How is that even possible!?
Envy then dives and tags in Hunter!
Zach Davis: Every Sunday is Valentyne's day here in WCF!
Valentyne comes in and waits for Evans to stand, and once he's up he grabs him from behind and hits a German Suplex!
Shannan Lerch: Ouch.
Valentyne stomps on Evans several times before picking him up and throwing him to the turnbuckle. Valentyne uses his boot to choke Evans.
Zach Davis: Hunter Valentyne, bringing it to the former WCF World Champion.
Valentyne climbs up and begins to punch Evans, but the crowd boos. Evans steps forward and hits Valentyne with an Atomic Drop. Chad then dives and tags in Reb!
Shannan Lerch: What ever happened with that other Johnny Reb that attacked him?
Zach Davis: Eh, I dunno.
Johnny Reb, naturally, Springboards and hits Valentyne with a Flying Clothesline. Valentyne stumbles back and Stylez tags himself in. Stylez comes in and avoids a running attack by Reb, kicks Reb and then executes a big Snap DDT!
Shannan Lerch: The Business is really bringing it to the Big Dicks tonight.
Zach Davis: Shannan, please word that differently.
Shannan Lerch: The Business is fucking Big Dicks in their asses.
Zach Davis: Uh..
Stylez stands and stomps Reb, also a former World Champ, repeatedly. He picks Reb up and throws him to the ropes before lifting him up..
Shannan Lerch: Going for a Death Valley Driver!
But Reb slides behind Styles and rolls him up!
Stylez kicks out! Both men get to their feet and Stylez ducks a Clothesline, lifts Reb up and hits that DVD he was going for!
Zach Davis: OOF! Reb drilled to the mat!
Stylez pins Reb.
Kira Springboards and hits an Elbow Drop onto Stylez, breaking it up!
Shannan Lerch: The Big Dicks almost came early!
Zach Davis: Stop it.
Kira stomps at Stylez briefly, disobeying the rules, before exiting to the apron. But it gives Reb a chance to get up and get his bearings before he picks Stylez up and hits a Snapmare, before hitting a Dropkick to his back.
Shannan Lerch: Spinal Tap! Straight out of WWF Attitude from the late 90s I think.
Zach Davis: Stop it.
Either way, Reb runs to the ropes, Springboards, and executes a Hurricanrana as Stylez is to his feet! Reb turns it into a pin!
No! Stylez kicks out.
Shannan Lerch: Close call!
Stylez quickly gets to his feet, knowing he was close to defeat. Reb runs at him and Stylez quickly hits him with a boot, following up by hitting an X Factor!
Zach Davis: Shades of the 1-2-3 Kid! I guess.
Stylez mounts Reb and grabs him by his hair... and slaps him across the face repeatedly!
Shannan Lerch: Bitch Slap!
Stylez turns Reb over and begins choking him before tagging in Valentyne. Valentyne comes in and waits for Reb to stand, and once Reb is up, runs at him and mounts him, punching him repeatedly!
Zach Davis: Several stiff shots to Reb's face!
Shannan Lerch: Lots of nice tags here tonight, but remember... at Asesinato De Mayo, the person who makes the final pin becomes the number one contender to the World Title. It could get ugly then.
Zach Davis: Not amongst The Business, I suspect!
Valentyne gets off Reb and raises his arms in the air, playing to the crowd. Reb rolls him up from behind.
No, Stylez breaks it up. Valentyne and Stylez, Domestik Disturbance, pick Johnny Reb up and hit a Double Reverse Russian Leg Sweep!
Shannan Lerch: Double teaming!
Valentyne pins Reb.
No, Kira enters the match again kicks Valentyne off before Clotheslining Stylez, sending him over the top rope!
Zach Davis: To the outside!
Reb dives and tags Kira Sakazaki back into the match.
Shannan Lerch: Win or lose here, Kira Sakazaki has a chance to win the International Title at the PPV. What a lucky guy. That used to be the Elite Title but-
Zach Davis: No one cares.
Shannan Lerch: come on-
Zach Davis: JUST KIDDING! LOTS OF PEOPLE DO! AND THEY SHOULD!
Kira comes in and runs at him and hits a Russian Leg Sweep!
Shannan Lerch: Path of the Moon!
Kira pins Valentyne!
No! Valentyne kicks out!
Zach Davis: SO CLOSE!
Valentyne gets up and stumbles over to his corner, tagging in Al Envy. Envy comes in and brawls with Kira before Sakazaki hits him with a Gakuran Kick!
Shannan Lerch: Ouch!
Kira pins Envy!
Zach Davis: The Big Dicks have risen to the occassion!
Shannan Lerch: Oh ha, ha, ha...
Kira stands up, getting his arms raised while Reb and Evans join him in the ring, celebrating.
Steeltoe Joe is laughing back stage with some other WCF superstars. He is talking about how he has screwed over Tek not once but two times now in his matches. Joe is then blindsided as Tek comes jumping through the other WCF superstars, throwing punches at Steeltoe Joe.
The both keep punching at each other and then they are finally separated by the WCF superstars and training staff that run to the brawl. Everything calms down; Tek shrugs the hands off his shoulders that are restraining him. He looks around at everybody and then says:
Tek: Its cool, I am ok. There is no need to hold me back. I promise I have no need to lay a hand on Joe.
Joe looks at Tek, still guarded because he doesn’t trust him, or it could be the fact that he knows him better than anyone else in the WCF locker room. The people restraining Joe take their hands off of him as he nods that he is ok.
Steeltoe Joe: What’s the gimmick here Ty?
Joe and Tek stare at each other. You can feel the tension in the air as Tek laughs.
Tek: Joe, There is no gimmick. I am not trying to pull the wool over your eyes. I have just a simple proposal.
Steeltoe Joe looks on, The camera opens up wider on Tek and Joe to get both the men into the picture. Tek smiles, you can almost sense it is a smile to mock the always smiling Steeltoe Joe.
Tek: Steeltoe Joe, WCF is a huge Industry, but… With you being the 6’5 90 pound righteous juggernaut, and me being the most dynamic man in the ring and the only king of the streets, WCF just isn’t big enough for the two of us to exist. One of us has to leave Joe.
Steeltoe Joe is interested in the proposal; he smiles at Tek who looks like he still has something up his sleeve.
Steeltoe Joe: So what do you propose then Ty?
Tek goes on to explain the idea.
Tek: This Sunday at Asesinato De Mayo, I propose Steeltoe Joe in one Corner and then The thriller of the night, Tek in the opposite corner in a career vs career match!
The crowd goes wild when they hear the idea come out of Teks mouth. Joe looks confused but goes on to nod his head.
Steeltoe Joe: Tek, I have whooped your ass all around the WCF ring and embarrassed you in your very own matches each week, if you want to get your ass beat one more time and are ready to be taking an early retirement… Then I say you’re on!
The crowds in the WCF arena are going even crazier.
Steeltoe Joe: Tek, I hope you are ready to take your pink slip and kiss WCF good bye. On Sunday, you will see the light and then you know what you will say… STJ ALL THE WAY!!! (The fans finish with him)!!!
Tek is clearly not amused but shakes his head. He puts his hand out. Joe looks at Teks hand like hes confused.
Tek: Come on Joe, we can at least shake on it. As much as we hate each other we can be good sport about the match right?
Joe nods his head in a yes motion and shakes Teks hand. In a split second though, Tek is able to swing Joe around and hit him with THE PIPEBOMB!!!
Tek walks over to Joe who is lying unconscious on the cement floor. He bends over Joes face.
Tek: Joe, I forgot to mention one final detail about our match. Its been approved by the WCF board as well. Our match wont be a normal match This Sunday… NO, it will be a KING OF THE STREETS MATCH!!! You remember the match that cemented us. When you were a lumber jack and you knocked down the man I was facing off the ladder so I can grab that belt and what made us brothers. I hope you are ready because its not going to be the same after.
Tek: When you are forced to go home and leave WCF, Tell your wife I said you’re welcome and tell your kids Uncle Ty said hello.
The scene ends with Tek Laughing and walking away from the lifeless body of Steeltoe Joe.
“I Know” by David Lynch plays on the sound system. Gein Spector walks out and heads straight to the ring, eyes to the ground; ignoring comments being shouted from the crowd. Johnny Slick walks out with a silver microphone, he stands at the top of the ramp with a grin. Johnny taunts the crowd as Gein turns to see Johnny, he shakes his head . Johnny dances his way down to ring side, yelling back at the fans as they booed him all the way down. He reaches the end of the ramp then raises his fists up in the air and yells “No Survivors.” Gein hangs his head in embarrassment.
The lights go out. 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: Weighing in at 305 pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!
There are a mixture of cheers and boos, more cheers than boos. The crowd stands onto their feet and rush towards the security railings. Oblivion slowly slinks out to the entrance stage, low to the ground. The WCF Arena explodes with cheers and some boos. Oblivion has it's arms extended outward, with it's index fingers pointing out. The Vixen are nearly undressed, as they come slithering out and walks next to Oblivion. The Vixen are dressed with bra-like bikini tops, with very short skirts. They have glitter plastered everywhere. Their makeup is smeared, but maintained to be very attractive. 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 Vixen are divided in two groups. As, one group are twirling around with the insanity of the music, while the other group, of The Vixen are thrashing with the music. Their energy has the Coliseum going completely crazy!
Oblivion slowly stands up, with it's arms extended outward, spins around. Oblivion, The Vixen, and The Gathering get to ringside. As IT pops IT's neck, Oblivion holds IT's arms outward. The Vixen rub their hands all over Oblivion's well sculpted abdominal muscles. A couple of girls begin to french kiss. The Gathering continues to slink around, tormenting the crowd, nearby. Oblivion proceeds to slide under the ring ropes and is walking over to a corner. The half naked women slide into the ring, in various sexual manners. Oblivion climbs up to the second turnbuckle and is raising IT's arms to an mostly cheering crowd. Oblivion jumps down and walks over to the center of the ring. The 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!!!
"Ecstasy of Gold" by Ennio Morricone plays on the sound system. The intricate melodies sweeping over the arena. Benjamin Atreyu pushes pass the curtains, Blake Updegraff IV following right behind him, stepping out onto the entrance ramp. Blake Updegraff points at Benjamin, presenting him to the booing crowd.
Kyle Steel: Accompanied to the ring by the C.E.O. of "Future Gods Incorporated" Blake Updegraff IV, weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds, self-proclaimed "God Given Greatness" Benjamin Atreyu!
He slides into the ring as his manager walks up the stairs taunting the crowd. Benjamin Atreyu jumps to his feet as Blake Updegraff slips in between the top and middle rope.
He walks to the center of the ring, his manager raising his fist in the air, as if announcing his victory was assured before the match even began. The crowd erupts in boos he steps back into his corner and his manager slips back out of the ring.
Zach Davis: This is going to be a fiercely contested match-up, Shannan. I can feel it in my heart and in my bones.
Shannan Lerch: I agree with you, Zach, but how's your prostate doing?
Zach Davis: It is tense.
Shannan Lerch: You need to head down to Del Taco before you end up like Giuliani. Just blow that shit out, friendo.
"Better Than You" by Metallica explodes from the PA as Ayria Adams, Sarah Twilight and Gravedigger make their way onto the stage. The sexiest woman in the world Kaylyn James Evans is shaking her groove thang, front and center. Pyros detonate with a calamitous furor and the fans react with an overwhelming boo as the Tag Team Champions, the Hall of Famer and the sex bomb soak it all in.
Zach Davis: Better Than You has looked unbeatable so far, especially with Kaylyn providing her managerial expertise. The favorites in this tournament, I would say.
Shannan Lerch: Betting lines have it that way, but with the way that Future Gods plus Oblivion performed last week can we count them out?
Gravedigger makes his way down to ringside with a focused hatred in his eyes while Sarah and Ayria taunt the ringside fans, cackling like witches as they go. Kaylyn is teasing all the males and lesbos in attendance with that which they can look at but cannot touch.
Zach Davis: You can never count out Obi or the reigning United States and Hardcore Champions. That would be foolish. There's no doubt that Better Than You is a well-oiled machine though. Look at their disdain for both their opponents and these fans.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger just decked a fan who was seated in the front row. The fan had expressed support for Arizona's immigration law so it was okay.
Gravedigger climbs onto the turnbuckles and lets out a mighty roar as Twilight, Adams and Evans strut their stuff and taunt their opponents.
Zach Davis: Okay well it looks like this match is just about ready to get underway. The winner moves on to the finals of the Trios Cup at next week's pay-per-view, so it's do or die for both teams.
Shannan Lerch: Looks like Oblivion is going to start off for Future Gods and Ayria has been tabbed to start for Better Than You. These two have a lot of animosity after Ayria spray painted the graves of Stephan Johnson's loved ones.
Zach Davis: I think what bothered Oblivion so much about that is that Johnson started trying to rear his head inside of that psyche that Oblivion controls, albeit inside of Johnson's body.
Shannan Lerch: Exactly. Ayria was raising those old Stephan Johnson spirits that Oblivion had successfully fought off in the past.
Referee Zip Wingdinger has the call as Oblivion lunges forward for Ayria Adams. Ayria narrowly dodges the clubbing blows of Oblivion and counters with hard punches of her own to Oblivion's face but they have no effect. Oblivion stands there with IT's masked face simply scowling at Ayria. Adams is unnerved by her lack of damage to The Monster but she finds some success with a dropkick to the knee followed by a chop block. She does not succeed in taking Obi off IT's feet, but at least she gets him on the defensive. Ayria climbs the ropes behind Oblivion and cuts loose with a missile dropkick forcefully plundering IT's back. Oblivion stumbles forward and bellows as IT does so. Oblivion regains IT's footing and spins around while beating IT's chest! Ayria shows no fear as Oblivion points at her, making Ayria IT's clear target, but she is fleet of foot in dodging Obi's advances.
Zach Davis: It's a constant game of cat and mouse when Oblivion and Ayria are in the ring together.
Shannan Lerch: If Oblivion gets IT's hands on Ayria I fear that she will end up looking like the meatballs inside a can of Spaghetti-O's when all is said and done.
Zach Davis: That is gruesome imagery, Shannan--OH! Oblivion wrapped a massive hand around the scruff of Ayria's neck!
Ayria goes low for the knee to the groin but Oblivion blocks it and follows through with a belly-to-belly suplex. The impact is profound as Ayria lets out a moan and bounces to her feet based purely on instinct. This is where Oblivion is in IT's zone.
Zach Davis: Check Out Time by Oblivion!
Shannan Lerch: But Ayria ducked it and Oblivion is crotched in the ropes!
Ayria cracks Oblivion with a Rolling Back Elbow--
Zach Davis: The Awesomelbow!
And she makes the tag to Gravedigger. Oblivion shows a great resiliency by getting to IT's feet but Digger is all over him with closed fist punches to the skull while trapping Oblivion in a headlock.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger revels in each strike that he lands to Oblivion's person. These men have spilled more blood than any duo in recent WCF memory. Why shouldn't we get more pain, more punishment, more torment between them tonight?
Digger busts Oblivion open with a particularly hard punch to IT's nose. Oblivion is bleeding though IT's mask and Gravedigger is staying aggressive with more punches, a kick to the back of the leg and a Russian Leg Sweep that snaps Oblivion's entire body to the mat.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger is trying to wear his rival down. Smart tactics from Digger.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger is often regarded as one of the toughest brawlers in WCF history but he's also one of the smartest wrestlers that we've ever seen. He knows how to pick his opponents apart.
Digger waits for Oblivion to return to IT's feet while taunting Oblivion with derogatory mentions about Stephan Johnson's loved ones. Atreyu and Spector are both imploring Oblivion to dig deep and make the tag, but Obi cannot be dissuaded from charging toward Gravedigger with hate in IT's eyes. Digger was expecting this attack from Obi and he unleashes a powerful clothesline to Obi's throat and then follows with a spinning neckbreaker. Adams and Twilight hop on their heels and celebrate on the apron while Gravedigger further weakens Oblivion with a choking gesture. Obi struggles for escape on the mat while the referee issues a warning. Finally Atreyu comes into the ring to break it up.
Zach Davis: Atreyu wasn't going to stand around and watch while Gravedigger flaunted the rules.
Shannan Lerch: That is plainly true, Zach, and as we can also see Gein was in the ring, prepared to prevent Ayria and Sarah from running any kind of interference. The issue now is that Oblivion either has to generate some offense or make the tag to one of IT's partners.
Oblivion shows none of the wear and tear that one might expect as he bounds to IT's feet and throttles Gravedigger with open-palm slaps across Gravedigger's chest. The crowd recognizes the strikes as chops of a kind and makes the acknowledgement with each one that lands.
Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is fighting back here, unloading on IT's nemesis Gravedigger!
Obi rallies with the strikes and then makes the tag to Atreyu. Obi remains in the ring and Irish whips Gravedigger into the ropes. Digger is lifted into the air and hit with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker from Oblivion. Atreyu is waiting behind Digger, wraps his arms around the Hall of Famer's waist and German suplexes Gravedigger to the mat. Twilight comes into the ring as a distraction and Atreyu takes a swing. The distraction also caught the ref's attention and allowed Digger to hit a low blow on Atreyu.
Zach Davis: Now that's hardly fair! Digger caught Atreyu with an uppercut to the gonads!
Shannan Lerch: Digger is a man who will curve every rule and regulation just to fit his needs. In that instance he saw a green light to attack another man's private parts.
Atreyu is feeling the weight lifted from his extremities and the gnawing pain below it all as he searches for the ropes and a route back to his feet. Digger hits a strong running kick to the head and then pulls Atreyu to a kneeling position on the mat.
Zach Davis: Oh I don't like this at all for Atreyu. I mean the guy is kind of a douche, but his balls are hurting and Digger just made the tag to Twilight.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger is still in the ring though and, good lord, he just powerbombed Benjamin with supreme authority right into the mat! He looked like he was trying to bury Atreyu with that powerbomb!
Zach Davis: The ring held up but Atreyu is not clear yet. Twilight and Adams both leap off the ropes!
Sarah hits an elbow drop to Ben's throat and Ayria hits a corkscrew splash on his lower half, in the vicinity of the nut shot that he received moments ago. Ayria peddles her tiny tootsies over to the corner and joins Gravedigger on the apron, where Digger is roaring at the crowd and riling them up.
Zach Davis: These fans are booing, and man are they loud, but if nothing else they're acknowledging the outstanding teamwork from Better Than You.
Shannan Lerch: We saw the great tandem maneuver between Obi and Ben moments ago, and Digger's Angels decided to one-up them.
Zach Davis: I'm sorry, Digger's Angels?
Shannan Lerch: A rejected name before they went with Better Than You.
Twilight is choking Benjamin on the mat with the sole of her boot, the expression on her face looking like that of a woman who's recently spent a few too many nights in Transylvania. Gein and Oblivion are cheering wildly for their partner to get his wits about him, but it's tough when he has a witch's foot pressed against his Adam's apple and he can't quite breathe. The ref finally gets Twilight to break the illegal choke but this doesn't slow her as she viciously pulls Atreyu to a vertical base and pummels him with a beautifully executed Royal Butterfly.
Zach Davis: It's so pretty but it hurts so bad.
Shannan Lerch: Sarah likes to make men suffer. She's a bit of a freaky deaky.
Zach Davis: This pleases you, doesn't it, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: Sure but if it's her and me the tables will turn.
Twilight cannot resist exploding into a T-Bone Suplex before she stretches the United States Champion in an Octopus Hold.
The ref was too busy checking on Atreyu to see that Oblivion had clocked Adams in the head with the timekeeper's bell.
Zach Davis: Oblivion just savaged Ayria with that bell!
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is a madman. Gravedigger turned and saw what Oblivion did and he backed away before Oblivion could attack him, but the referee isn't listening to Digger's protests. Even Kaylyn is getting into the act. She is livid!
Digger and Kaylyn are screaming at Zip Wingdinger to look at the befallen state of Ms. Ayria Adams, but the referee is keenly attuned to Atreyu and Twilight and the ongoing Octopus stretch situation. Twilight's pale Irish cheeks are flushed red with angst as she tries to coax the tap, but Benjamin is showing his tenacity by burrowing toward the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: It took Gein Spector of all people to rein in Oblivion and get IT back into their corner before the ref got hip to what was happening.
Zach Davis: Gein and Oblivion are former rivals for the Hardcore belt and Gein understands better than most how the Floridian madman's brain operates.
Benjamin finally reaches the ropes and Sarah, politely releases the hold after a four-and-a-half count and then reintroduces Atreyu to her foot with repeated stomps to the back of his head. Sarah pulls Atreyu up and whips him into the ropes. Ben is able to duck a burst clothesline from Twilight and then stops dead in his tracks before unloading repeated, pinpoint elbow strikes to her jaw. Ben lands at least a dozen of them before he rocks Sarah's jaw with a European uppercut. As if it weren't enough that he had pummeled the beautiful though psychotic redhead, Ben snaps her to the mat with a suplex.
Zach Davis: Atreyu is showing off the swagger of the United States Champion now! It's good to see Ben finding his groove.
Shannan Lerch: Benjamin was the victim of double teaming tactics a few minutes ago but now it's a fair fight and he's in a rhythm.
Benjamin measures Sarah's gorgeous mug and lands flush with a spinning elbow strike to punctuate his flurry.
Zach Davis: Black Eye Sonata!
Shannan Lerch: Ben makes the tag to Gein and the Future God compatriots are double teaming Sarah Twilight!
Zach Davis: Damn, woman, you have a salty mouth.
Ben hits an STO backbreaker on Sarah, causing her to roll onto her boobs from the impact of the blow. As Sarah tries to recover, she finds her arms being lifted skyward by the Hardcore Champion and a boot is pressed to the back of her ginger head.
Zach Davis: Holy fuck, Gein Spector just Curb Stomped Sarah Twilight!
Shannan Lerch: Sarah made things very personal this week in her promo, Zach. She debased Gein's manhood and that tactic is clearly backfiring right now.
Gein savors the pain that he's inflicted on Sarah and then waits for her to arise. He quickly latches in a Chicken Wing/Rear Choke combo. Gravedigger marches into the ring and hits a Clothesline from Hell on the Hardcore Champion. Oblivion races into the ring, giving chase to Digger, but the ref strangely chooses to restrain Oblivion while allowing Digger to take his time returning to the apron. Meanwhile, Ayria Adams pulls a wrench out from under the ring and hands it to Twilight. Sarah clobbers Gein the head with the wrench, behind the ref's back, and hands it back to Ayria. Sarah pins Gein with both feet on the ropes for leverage. Kaylyn grabs onto her feet for even more leverage.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Gein reached out and grabbed the ropes, and that's when the ref notices that Sarah's feet were on the ropes anyway so he declares shenanigans regarding the whole thing.
Zach Davis: Sarah is a lithe woman.
Shannan Lerch: Don't get flirty with the talent, Zach.
Zach Davis: Are you serious? You sleep with everyone from World Champions to custodians and concession workers.
Shannan Lerch: I have a sickness, Zach, and I will sue your pants off for assaulting me with language.
Zach Davis: My pants are already off, in honor of Sarah and Ayria.
Shannan Lerch: Good lord, the stench from between your legs is melting my sinus cavity.
Sarah swarms Gein with hard stomps to the face before she backs up and gives Spector a moment's recovery.
Zach Davis: Sarah is finally showing some mercy for once in her life.
It was short-lived though as Twilight pounces with a running snap kick to Spector's face. Twilight tags Ayria into the match and together they bounce Spector off the ropes. They hit a double toe kick to the midsection and then join up for a double Faceplant DDT. Ayria is the one who makes the cover as Twilight climbs out to the apron.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
It's Oblivion who makes the cover and goes crazy, S.T.O.M.P.-ing every part of Ayria's body from the top of her head to her very tiptoes as the mob goes wild.
Zach Davis: Survive Treachery Overcome Monstrous Psychopaths!
Shannan Lerch: Poor Ayria. She's a beautiful girl but Oblivion has done everything in IT's power to make her life a living hell in recent weeks.
Zach Davis: Adams stoked the flames deep within Oblivion's schizophrenic mind and this is the price that she must pay.
Gravedigger has seen enough and he steps over the top rope and goes to war with Oblivion. Atreyu and Twilight soon join them inside the ring and start up a knock-down, drag-out brawl of their own. Spector and Adams recover and then decide, hey why not roll around on the mat and try to rip each others faces off? The ref tries to restore order in the ring but with the chaos that has unfolded any outcome is now possible.
Zach Davis: There is no sense of order in this match! All six superstars are struggling for the upper hand!
Shannan Lerch: Will Kaylyn find a way to assert herself for the second week in a row and become the X-factor?
Oblivion Clotheslines Gravedigger over the ropes, sending both men flying to the outside. Spector and Adams roll into the ref, creating an infamous ref bump. Kaylyn takes the opportunity to come in and grab Atreyu, grabbing his head and hitting a 180 Degree Tornado DDT!
Shannan Lerch: Crusher!
Amidst the chaos, Twilight pins Atreyu, hooking his leg.
Zach Davis: And there you have it! Better Than You pick up the victory!
Shannan Lerch: The finals of the Trios Cup Tournament are set! The Big Dick Superstars versus Better Than You!
Zach Davis: Chad Evans and Gravedigger collide once more!
All of a sudden, an image of Waylon Cash appears on the screen. He has nothing but a black background behind him. With a crooked smile, he stares into the camera.
Waylon Cash: Gein Spector. For the last two months, you have made my life a living hell, but now I get my revenge. At the next Pay Per View, you and I will face off in a Hardcore Hell match. What happens is we start with a ring, and one of those old, nasty steel bar cages. The kind that can do some real damage. Then we tie nine different weapons to the top edge of the cage, for you and I to use whenever we see fit. After all that, we lower a much bigger cell down over the whole thing, to keep your little buddies out of it. It's going to be just you, and me. I am going to drain you or your blood Gein. I am going to put you in so much pain, you'll wish you'd never heard the name Waylon Cash.
The image slowly fades out, as Waylon smiles devilishly.
Master of Puppets hits and FPV chants erupt as Logan and Doc Henry step out from the back.
Zach Davis: Main event time! This match will now be a handicap match... the ToT is doin' it for Franky tonight!
Shannan Lerch: And I'm sure emotions are still running high after what we saw earlier tonight.
Logan and Doc enter and play to the crowd a bit.... until "Requiem For a Tower" by London Music Works hits.
Zach Davis: Here comes the World Champion!
Jonny Fly steps out, taking the lead, with the 8th Wonder behind him. He raises the World Title high in the air, sending a message to Logan, who watches him intently.
Shannan Lerch: Logan and Fly will be one on one a week from now... this is going to be special.
Fly yells, "get 'em!" and the 8th Wonder quickly run to the ring and slide in. The bell sounds as Doc brawls with Jayson and Logan brawls with Staylor! The crowd is firmly behind the ToT tonight, and chants of FPV still ring throughout the arena. Doc Clotheslines Marcus Jayson over the top and then he and Logan double team Staylor, hitting a Double Suplex. They then stomp him mercilessly. Fly is still slowly working his way to the ring.
Zach Davis: I have a feeling Fly is going to be taking it easy tonight before next week's big matchup..
Logan nods to Henry, indicating that he's got this. Henry climbs onto the apron. Logan picks Staylor up and elbows him in the face a few times before throwing him to the ropes and grabbing him for a Spinebuster, planting him on the mat! Logan stands, grabbing Staylor's leg and kicking him repeatedly before going for the LoganShooter.
Shannan Lerch: This match could be over before it even started!
However, Marcus Jayson dives and saves the match for his team, knocking Logan out of the way. Annoyed, Logan hits Jayson with a Backhand Chop, sending him flying back over the top rope and to the outside once more. Staylor has gotten up, though, and grabs Logan from behind. Logan elbows him, breaks out of it, grabs him and hits a Brainbuster!
Zach Davis: Brainbustaaahh!
Marcus Jayson enters the ring AGAIN, running at Logan and going for a Vertical Bodypress for some reason! Logan catches him and hits a Fallaway Slam, sending Marcus flying out of the ring once more!
Shannan Lerch: Poor guy can't catch a break.
Logan is on top of the world, turning to Kelvin, who is stumbling up. Logan locks him in the Sleeper...
Zach Davis: HERE IT COMES! CONNECTOR!
But Jonny Fly comes out of nowhere and chop blocks Logan from behind! Logan clutches his leg and goes down, yelling in pain. The crowd begins to boo.
Shannan Lerch: Of course, Jonny Fly waits until he has an opportunity to catch Logan off guard... typical. And smart.
Fly stomps at Logan quickly before quickly climbing to the top rope.
Zach Davis: Oh crap, Jonny's got Logan in his sights!
Fly's about to leap off the turnbuckle...when the arena goes pitch black.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell?
Some thudding noises are heard, followed by a yelp of pain. A short pause. "Ghosts 'N Stuff" hits the airwaves.
Zach Davis: WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK!?!
The arena lights come back on...and standing in the middle of the ring is Mr. FPV, alive and well, with both of Flys legs tucked under his arms. The crowd is in a hysteric frenzy! These people are going completely apeshit!
Shannan Lerch: This...this is fucking impossible! This man is supposed to be fucking DEAD!
FPV smirks at the crowd before launching Fly into the turnbuckles with The Pearly Gates! Markus and Kelvin both rush out to help Fly, but FPV catches both of them in his sights, and Markus runs right into a facefull of superkick! The crowd is too confused to yell out "BOOM! HEADSHOT!" Kelvin soon meets the same fate, as FPV superkicks him right onto his friend. Logan pins both of the 8th Wonder at the same time, FPV counting along with the ref.
Zach Davis: This is fucking TREACHERY RIGHT HERE! I demand to know what the hell is going on!
Zach rips off his headset and grabs a mic before running into the ring with the ToT, who have begun celebrating their victory.
Zach Davis: Hold up hold up HOLD UP! Frank, what in the blue hell is the meaning of this?
FPVs smirk slightly fades, as he looks directly at Zach.
FPV: Look, I know you got a million and one questions for me, so just lay 'em down right now.
Zach Davis: First off, HOW THE HELL ARE YOU ALIVE? You died in a car crash, dammit we saw your fucking FUNERAL!
FPV: The answer to that my friend is simple. You see, true believers, I never died. Nope, I merely faked my death. Took a while to work out, and it was a fairly dangerous endeavour, but I pulled it off.
Zach Davis: Then explain how you survived that car crash, if there was blood all over the bottom of the car. And that skin sample.
FPV: Simple. For the blood, I took a little razor, like so...
FPV reaches in his pockets and pulls out a tiny razor blade.
FPV: ...and cut myself along my forehead, like so.
FPV takes the razor and makes a cut over his forhead, as blood starts slowly trickling out of his forehead.
FPV: I did that for a bit until I accumulated enough, I put them in bags, then set those bags on the floor as you drove, so that when the car crashed, the blood splattered over the floor. The skin was similar, takes a knife and cut off a very tiny piece of skin, not enough to do any damage, really.
Zach Davis: That...is fricken horriying.
FPV: I know it is, pussy.
FPV laughs a bit in Zach's face.
Zach Davis: But...but...but...how did you NOT get squished into tiny giblets when the car crashed?
FPV: Stop stuttering, dammit, you're making me want to laugh some more. Anyway, right when the car started to fall, I quickly opened the door and jumped out, where there was still ground to fall on and not die. It hurt like a son of a bitch, I'll say that, and I got pretty badly cut up, but I managed to survive. Once I got the strength to stand up, I quickly got the hell out of dodge, luckily it was nighttime, so no one saw me.
Zach Davis: And what about the funeral?! We saw you're dead body in the casket!
FPV: Well, as for that, after I left Dr. Heill's lab...
Zach Davis: WHAT?!
FPV: In due time, boudle, hush. Anyways, my sleeping body was placed in a casket by Logan, Funk, Nova and Doc, and we put on the funeral to knock off the trail that I was dead. And quite frankly, I'm dissapointed that you all fell for it. I mean, think about it. If I was in a car crash, falling from a large cliff, my body would be silly putty. There's no way my corpse would have been good lookin as it was in the funeral. Plus, you can add Sarah Twilight to my personal shit list for almost ruining the entire operation. Seriously, bringing my body for experimentation? You're lucky the anesthesia didn't wear off, or that Logan got my body before you could get it back, or else I would've fucking kicked you into the year 9000.
Zach Davis: What about anesthesia?
FPV: Hush, dude! Jeez, so many questions from you.
Zach Davis: Well, how about this, WHY exactly did you fake your death?
FPV: Simple. To get the jump on Fly.
Zach Davis: What?
FPV: You heard me. I mean, aside from Greenfever, who else in this fed do you expect to die and just come back from the dead?
Zach Davis: So...you faked your death...caused millions of people heartache...wasted money on a phoney funeral...wasted the INTRO TO SLAM just to bring home the fact that you're dead...and trash one of the most beautiful cars in the world...JUST SO YOU COULD GET THE JUMP ON JONNY FLY?!
FPV: Don't worry, I have more Gran Torinos in storage.
Zach is left in a confused, blubbering state of shock.
Zach Davis: What...I mean...just...why the....
FPV: Dude...chill. Besides that wasn't my only reason.
Zach Davis: *angrily* Well enlighten us all, what other reason did you have for faking your damn death?
FPV: To get rid of Super FPV.
Zach Davis: Huh?
FPV: As you have all seen, the whole Super FPV thing had become a huge problem for me. The man turned me into a fucking junkie! So what I did, I came up with a plan to get rid of him. At first I thought the fear of his impeding death would be enough to kill him off, alas, that plan failed, as he survived the crash along with me. So I turned to Plan B...Dr. Heill.
I wandered along the woods until I found his lab, and I went asking him for help. At first, he was reluctant to help me, but eventually I convinced him to help me. He performed...something on my body, and when I woke up Super FPV was gone. He then gave me a healthy does of anesthesia so I could pull off the phoney funeral.
Zach Davis: Was anyone else in on this?!
FPV: Yep, Logan, Doc, Funk, and Nova all knew, and they did a stand-up job of making my death seem believable. Bravo men, BRAVO!
FPV starts clapping to Logan and Doc, and the three men continue their celebration.
Zach Davis: Fuck this, I'm done.
Zach throws down his mic and leaves the ring as the ToT celebrate the ultimate act of treachery.
Shannan Lerch: Well... FPV is alive! Hooray, I guess! Alive, that is, until Oblivion gets ahold of him this Sunday. Not to mention the finals of the Trios Cup Tournament, and Logan getting his WCF World Title shot against Jonny Fly! See you in Mexico!
Slam fades to black.