Backstage we see Jonny Fly walking aimlessly down one of the WCF arena hallways. He’s just pulled out his cell phone and begins typing a message. We swing the camera around to an angle over his shoulder and read a message being sent to Chad Evans.
Jonny Fly: What’s up whiffle dick?
The screen switches and we see Chad Evans, also somewhere backstage, chatting it up with one of the WCF female staffers. Evans is holding his phone in his hand when it vibrates with an incoming message. He reads the message, smiles, excuses himself, and begins typing a response that we’re also able to catch on camera.
Chad Evans: Don't worry, Fly. You'll get a taste of Chad Dogg's fourteen inches in about three weeks.
We switch back to Jonny Fly who receives the reply and types one of his own.
Jonny Fly: I have a question for you – how many chicks have you slept with?
We cut back to Evans as he types he response.
Chad Evans: How many chicks are there in the world?
We cut back to Fly, still walking, still typing.
Jonny Fly: I don’t know, I’ll head back to my bedroom and get a count for you.
Cut to Evans, who is also now walking through the halls backstage.
Chad Evans: Are you honestly telling me there are no women in the world? Goddamn, I was right about you, homie.
We cut this time to Bobby Cairo. Cairo has just emerged from a room backstage. He straightens out his suit, tightens his tie, and begins walking down a hallway backstage. He too pulls out his phone and begins texting. He types out a text to Jonny Fly.
Bobby Cairo: Hey champ, just finished fucking Leanne AND the wifey in my presidential locker room. Where you at, ho?
We cut back to Fly who has just finished his response to Chad Evans.
Jonny Fly: Make sure to watch my match tonight. I don’t lose, so it’s a good opportunity for you to take notes.
Fly then types a response to Cairo’s message.
Jonny Fly: I’m just walking around backstage. Hey, is this a good time to tell you that I fucked your press secretary?
We cut to Chad Evans. He’s scowling at his phone as he types a reply.
Chad Evans: Jay Price says hello.
We go back to Cairo as he types a response to Fly.
Bobby Cairo: You motherfucker! I had her marinating for after Blast. She was going to be my gift to you for beating Chad.
We cut back to Fly. He types back to Cairo.
Jonny Fly: Hey Bobby, look up.
Our camera fades out. Cairo receives the message and promptly looks up. He’s right next to Jonny Fly. In front of both of them stands Chad Evans, phone in hand.
Bobby Cairo: Oh, well would you look at that, my little protégé. Hey, Chad!
Chad Evans: Bobby, aligning yourself with Fly, really? You know, when I protested for provisions for our mentally handicapped roster members, I knew I should have included you on the list.
Jonny Fly: What you should have protested for is rape whistles.
Chad Evans: I don’t get it.
Jonny Fly: Apparently, Chad Evans doesn’t watch my matches if he doesn’t know why people out there could use rape whistles.
Chad Evans: I try not to, actually. Oh! Except for that one where the Big Dick Superstars beat the little pee-pee’d Fly Elements. I watch that motherfucker every night before I go to sleep.
Bobby Cairo: Wait a second, we have some crazy motherfuckers out there, and it’s not rape if they like it.
Fly and Evans take a break from their banter to ponder the statement for a second. Evans quickly shrugs it off.
Chad Evans: Anyways, you two make a cute couple and all, but I have to run. Just got a delivery of Hot Fries sent over for dinner.
Jonny Fly: WHAT!? They told me they were out!
Evans smiles and simply walks away.
Bobby Cairo: Don't worry about that motherfucker, Fly. I've got a whole stash of Hot Fries in my, uh, presidential suite.
Jonny Fly: Word?
Bobby Cairo: Yeah I bought out all the vending machines. I love them shits! Funyuns too.
Jonny Fly: Funyuns? Meh. Is Chad's wife still in your locker room?
Bobby Cairo: Yeah, she's sleeping one off though. Don't worry. We can double team that ass after you take care of Logan. Priorities, ya know?
Jonny Fly: Fa realz.
Fly and Cairo bump fists Pantheon-stylee and briskly walk away as the segment fades.
Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai blasts over the speakers and Slam is on the air! We go to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! Its a rare occasion, but we've got a World Title match here tonight. After the actions of Bobby Cairo, who threw the ToT out of the arena in Mexico and cancelled Logan's shot, Seth finally came back and declared that Logan would get his shot back tonight.
Shannan Lerch: There were many, many riots when Logan versus Fly didn't happen. The Mexican fans were really looking forward to that match...
Zach Davis: Will Logan gain revenge for Seth and defeat Fly? I can't wait to find out.
Shannan Lerch: Well you're going to have to because there are nine other matches tonight. Oblivion and Famine of the Vile go one on one in a match.. this is a PPV calibur singles matchup, these two are gonna tear each other apart.
Zach Davis: The Hardcore Title is on the line as FPV challenges Gein Spector. Spector was defeated by his rival Waylon Cash last week, but Future Gods Inc. quickly beat the crap out of poor Cash, who is not in action tonight as a result of that.
Shannan Lerch: Indeed. Spector must be pretty banged up, but so must FPV. He managed to defeat Oblivion in Dr. Heill's basement, soooo yeah, I'd say he's earned this shot.
Zach Davis: The Unstable Elements, of Pantheon, go two on two with Joel Hall and the debuting Kamen Rider Subarashi, that weird guy.
Shannan Lerch: We've seen a lot of stables here in WCF. The ToT and the Dark Side... the Dynasty, the Elite, the Team of Torture, and a crapload more. But I have a feeling Pantheon is really something special.
Zach Davis: Agreed. Jonny Fly, Kid Phantasm, Nightmare, and Jeff Purse. Managed by Bobby Cairo. These men and women just may represent the future of WCF.
Shannan Lerch: Three of the most beloved WCF stars of all time are in a triple threat match. Hunter Valentyne, Adam Young, and "GEKIDO" Jay Williams. Adam Young defeated Corey Black once and for all last week in Mexico.
Zach Davis: While former World Champion Jay Williams unmasked himself and attacked Sarah Twilight. Heinous.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of heinous attacks, Odin Balfore. He pretended to congratulate Steve Orbit, only to attack him. And now he's got a shot at the belt. This sends a bad message to the roster, attack someone and you get rewarded with a Title shot, but whatever.
Zach Davis: Big four way matchup! Nic Daniels, Hank Lane, Apathy, and Tek. One of them will walk out with a victory tonight. In Mexico, Tek was able to end the legend of Steeltoe Joe once and for all.. I'm sure he'll be bragging about that.
Shannan Lerch: Andrea Stark is debuting, teaming with Tommy Kain, to take on BISHOP AND PRIEST, who returned at the end of the Trios Cup Tournament. I don't believe they, of all people, are back.
Zach Davis: The returning Jonathan Jakobs is up against the also-returning Stuart Slane. Slane also caused an incident in Mexico where he unmasked a Mexican legend.
Shannan Lerch: We gave those fans a lot of reasons to riot...
Zach Davis: And in our opener, the winning tag team in the Trios Cup Tournament, Johnny Reb and Kira Sakazaki, are in action. There is a lot of debate as to what exactly is going on with Reb. Is he really from the future? Is he having mental problems? Is he a Terminator?
Shannan Lerch: And speaking of the Trios Cup Tournament, Chad Evans is the man that emerged victorious. He's now got a guarenteed one on one match with the World Champion. But when will that be?
The jazzy, funk-laden intro of Soul Coughing's "Super Bon Bon" hits the PA, signaling the arrival of...
Crowd: CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM-BIDDLE-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!
A ginormous-ass display of golden sparklebombs explode at the entryway atop the ramp leading to the arena. The silhouette of Chad Evans' body appears through the fire and smoke of the pyro. The crowd is hyped, as if they're on smack... but, nah, son, that's just the Chad Evans effect. Chad busts out some breakdancing moves atop the ramp, vintage Boogaloo Shrimp-style moves as thousands of flash bulbs are expended by members of the crowd and press alike. Chad abruptly pops to his feet and moseys on down the ramp with a pep in his step, slapping hands with dozens upon dozens of hysterical fans along the way.
M. Doughty: [on the PA] Move aside and let the man go through, let the man go through! Move aside and let the man go through, let the man go through!
Chad circles the ring, slapping hands with ever more dazed and delirious fans. He hops onto the ring apron and flips into the ring with a single bound, never touching the ropes as he does so. Chad climbs onto the turnbuckles and raises his arms in a salute to his many thousands of fans, as they respond with raucous cheers and a unified chant.
Crowd: CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG!
Zach Davis: Chad Dogg is in the house, fresh off the Big Dick Superstars' victory in the Trios Cup!
Shannan Lerch: Chad scored the winning pinfall in that match, and as such he earned a World Title shot at Blast. Just look at him, Zach. The man is an Adonis. Look at those pecs! Look at that butt! Look at the crotch! OH MY GOD LOOK AT THAT CROTCH!
Zach Davis: Jeebus, woman, calm yo-self!
Chad receives a microphone from the ringside attendant, a cute blonde chica who is sent on her way with a wink and a slap of the ass by Chad. Chad raises the mic to his lips as he peers out at the masses in the audience.
Chad Evans: Reading, PA! Make some noise!
Crowd: CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG!
The grown women in attendance grow flush in their faces, their vajayjays moist with anticipation of what Chad is packing between his legs. Some of these women are so close to Chad's groin that they could reach over the security barrier and touch it, but Chad is playing it coy tonight.
Chad Evans: Sorry, ladies. I've got plans for tonight, drinks with a special lady, but me and my pee-pee most certainly appreciate your enthusiasm. Truth be told I didn't come out here for the possibilities of sexual intercourse. I want to address what went down last week, and look toward the future. Got some shit to get off my chest, you know?
Chad paces a bit near the ring ropes, before stopping in his tracks and fixing his gaze on a large-titted redhead who is bouncing up and down in the fifteenth row.
Chad Evans: Yeah, that's right. Redheads have played a pretty big role in Chad Dogg's life lately. I got my life saved by one a couple of weeks back and last Sunday I pinned one in the middle of the ring in Mexico City.
Chad nods his head as thoughts of Sarah Twilight's locker room cam no doubt race through his brain.
Chad Evans: At Asesinato De Mayo I became just the second man in WCF to pin Sarah Twilight's svelte little shoulders to the mat for the one, two, three. Sure I had an assist from The Black Scorpion, but Sarah brought that upon herself. She's been hot-stepping around WCF like Queen Big Shit lately, and there's a price to be paid for that kind of arrogance.
Chad glares into the camera lens.
Chad Evans: Sarah, you got your ass fucked by these fourteen inches.
The crowd ERUPTS.
Crowd: CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG!
Chad Evans: I hope you learned a lesson in humility. As for Gravedigger, he showed his true colors after the match. Of course that washed-up old fattie would blame Sarah and Ayria for a defeat that he was equally culpable for. And of course, OF COURSE he would need help from his boys to send a message to Sarah and Ayria. That's just how Digger rolls. Can't do a damn thing on his own. Hell, I bet Bishop and Priest wipe Digger's ass for him after he drops a "Dark Side" in the toilet bowl.
Crowd: CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG!
Chad Evans: Yeah, sorry, I'm rambling, I know it. I just get tired of Digger's BS. He whines and makes excuses anytime there's something that doesn't go his way. I make no excuses. I told the world that BDS would defeat Better Than You to win the Trios Cup, and we did it. Not only that but we split their asses up. The supposedly dominant "supergroup" of Gravedigger, Sarah Twilight and Ayria Adams fell to pieces as a result of their crushing defeat to Chad Dogg, Johnny Reb and Kira Sakazaki. How does it feel, Digger? How does it feel to get a taste of your own medicine, you spineless piece of--
Zach Davis: Shut yo mouth!
Shannan Lerch: But he's talkin bout Gravedigger!
Chad Evans: Yes, YES! Chad Dogg claimed the most awesome vengeance in the history of WCF when my team defeated Digger's team. Not only did we shatter his hopes and dreams of winning the Trios Cup, but we also shit all over his plans of regaining the WCF World Championship. Do you know why that is?
Chad smiles smugly. No, no... that's not just a smug smile. That's a smirk. That's a Jonny Fly smirk!
Crowd: CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG!
Chad Evans: Uh-huh. You got it. Chad Dogg is now the number one contender to the WCF World Championship. Can't say that I expected it. I thought Kira or Reb would get the pin and I would be fighting Sarah and Ayria for the tag titles at Blast, but fate intervened as it sometimes does and changed those plans. I was presented with the opportunity to put my hands on Sarah Twilight's body and secure the victory for my team, and I could not resist. That was not greed on my part, that was selflessness. I wanted nothing more than to face Ayria and Sarah for their titles, but I had to put that goal aside because winning the Trios Cup in the name of BDS was far more important. And hey... sometimes selflessness is rewarded.
A triumphant cheer comes up from the mass of Chad Dogg and BDS fans in attendance.
Chad Evans: I don't know who is going to win tonight's World Title match between Jonny Fly and Logan. On a personal level, I also don't care. I have beef with both men and I would be happy to rip the World Title from either of their slimy clutches. That's why I will be watching tonight's main event and pinpointing every weakness that I can find in preparation for June 24th, because regardless of who wins tonight Chad Dogg will be walking out of Blast with the WCF World Championship around his waist!
Crowd: CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG! CHAD DOGG!
Zach Davis: Strong words from Chad Dogg Evans, the number one contender for the WCF World Championshi--
Before Zach can finish his sentence he's cut off by "Master of Puppets" hitting the PA, followed by a massive chorus of boos from the fans.
Shannan Lerch: Seth! Seth is back on Slam! YAY!!!1!~
While Shannan gigglefarts at the announce table, Seth struts down to the ring, not making contact with the fans, an icy cold glare in his eyes. This is a man who has been hardened by life behind bars. Seth walks up the ring steps and climbs in through the ropes. He is immediately handed a mic from the sexy blonde ringside attendant, whom Seth sends away with a wink and a slap on the ass. Seth looks into the audience, absorbing the boos that he has grown accustomed to through the years, and then turns to Chad Dogg. Seth keeps a safe distance from Chad as he raises the mic to his lips.
Seth Lerch: Sorry to cut off your little victory speech, Chad, but I have to say it feels pretty damn good to be back on Slam!
Mixed reaction from the fans, some cheers and some boos. They hate Seth, but the guy did spend a month in a maximum security federal prison for a murder he did not commit, so they're not entirely unsympathetic to his plight.
Chad Evans: Don't worry about interrupting me, Seth. It's just good to see that the boss man is back!
The sarcasm in Chad's voice is palpable.
Chad Evans: Hey, uh... how's your ass feeling?
Seth scowls at Chad as the crowd begins a chant of "PRISON BITCH! PRISON BITCH! PRISON BITCH!"
Seth Lerch: Hey! Hey! Knock it off!
Seth chastises the crowd but their chant only grows louder.
Seth Lerch: You know what? Chant all you want. Means nothing to me. I'll go back to my mansion after the show tonight while you schmucks are headed back to your trailer park with your toothless wife and your twenty-three kids. I WIN!
This, somewhat, silences the crowd, though a chorus of boos does ring out.
Seth Lerch: Anyway I didn't come out here to exchange insults. I came out here to let you in on a secret, Chad.
Chad Evans: What's that? Shannan is pregnant again and she doesn't know which member of The 8th Wonder is her baby daddy?
Shannan Lerch: LIES!
Seth brushes the crude comment about his sister aside and smiles as he raises the mic to his lips.
Seth Lerch: You're a funny man, Evans. Too bad I have to bring down your mood by informing you that you will NOT be wrestling for the World Title at Blast!
Crowd: BOOOO! BOOOO! BOOOO! YOU SUCK! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!
Chad gets a very serious look on his face.
Chad Evans: What the hell are you talking about? I earned my title shot. I pinned Sarah to win the Trios! That's a guaranteed title shot, you motherfucker!
Just as Chad moves in to begin strangling Seth, Seth ducks through the ropes to create some space between he and Evans, and quickly tries to talk his way out of the situation.
Seth Lerch: Hey! Calm down! You're still getting your title shot, you're just going to have to wait until Ultimate Showdown! I have plans for Blast, BIG PLANS, and they don't include you!
Chad calms down a bit upon the revelation that his title shot remains intact. He steps away from Seth, not wanting to jeopardize his championship opportunity by assaulting his boss.
Chad Evans: You're going to have to explain that to me, Seth. What exactly are these plans and why are they fucking with my World Title match?
Seth straightens himself up and steps out onto the apron of the ring, not wanting to tempt fate by hanging out in the ring with Chad any longer than necessary.
Seth Lerch: WELL, we've had a lot of epic World Title singles matches lately, I can tell you that. And we're about to have another one later tonight. But at Blast, the World Title will be defended in a FATAL FOUR WAY match! This may be a little known fact, but Blast was the second ever WCF Pay Per View, first held about twelve years ago now, so it holds a special place in my heart. And I'll be handpicking the participants in this match myself!
The crowd pops; Evans raises his eyebrow.
Chad Evans: You know what Seth? It doesn't even matter. Whoever wins at Ultimate Showdown, I'm taking that belt from them, mano a mano.
Seth Lerch: We'll just see about that. And as for who is competing in this four way? I'll reveal that next week, after Logan wins the belt tonight!
Seth exits, leaving Chad in the ring, shaking his head.
Zach Davis: Big news! Big big news. Very interesting.
We cut to the ring, where Rancid, and Corey Rosdale are already waiting for their opponents.
Kyle Steel: This match is a TAG TEAM MATCH! It is set for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. Already in the ring, Corey Rosdale and Rancid!
The crowd gives little response to the tag team, but pops as soon as the house lights dim, and the intro to Lynnyrd Skynnyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" hits the speakers. Hushed anticipation falls over the crowd as a spotlight illuminates the stage. Johnny Reb steps out from behind the curtain. A cheer goes up from the audience at his appearance. As the he walks down the ramp, a cascade of sparks rains down on the stage.
Kyle Steel: Now coming to the ring, from Sweet Water, Alabama. Weighing in at two-hundred and five pounds
The Inveterate Confederate circles the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. Johnny eschews the steps completely; he leaps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckles, posing for the cheering crowd for a moment before he jumps down, ready for the match to begin.
""In your position, SET!!!"
Beginner by VSK hits and BOOM!!! Pyro explodes....
Kyle Steel: Introducing from Akihabara, Japan accompanied by Haruna Sakazaki, weighing in at 199 lbs. Kira Sakazaki!!!
Kira comes to the arena and walking as usual. Haruna walk behind Kira while she playing with some bird feather. in the middle of ramp he do his signature greeting. Kira enter the ring while Haruna waits on the ringside. Kira climb 2nd TB and do the raise hand taunt.
Kira climbs down, and the referee begins to check both teams for weapons. Once he gets Corey Rosdale, he finds a pair of scissors in his boot. Corey acts shocked, and as the distraction is going on, Rancid sucker punches Johnny Reb. The ref scrambles to get Kira and Corey out of the ring before officially starting the match.
Zach Davis: do you think that was their plan all along?
Shannan Lerch: If it was, they're a lot smarter than I ever gave them credit for.
Rancid uses the top rope for leverage, and stomps away on Reb. Johnny reaches up, and manages to tag in Kira, who leaps over the top rope, and hits Rancid with a flying kick to the chest. Rancid stumble backwards, and Kira hits him with a few chest chops, before whipping him into the opposite ropes. On the comeback, Kira hits an arm drag. Rancid pops up, and runs at Kira, only to be met with another arm drag. He pops up again, this time he's met with a drop toe hold, which Kira quickly turns into an STF.
Zach Davis: Kira showing off some of his technical prowess here. Do you think two rookies like Rancid and Rosdale really stand any kind of a chance against two very talented wrestlers such as Sakazaki and Reb?
Shannan Lerch: A chance, yes. A good one... no. You know what they say, on any given night, anything can happen.
Kira wrenches back on the stf, causing Rancid to scream out in pain. Corey Rosdale runs in, and stomps on Kira. He breaks the hold as the referee forces Corey back to the corner. With the ref distracted, both legal men stand up, and Rancid pokes Kira in the eye. He then kicks Kira in the gut, and lifts him up for a suplex. Kira brings a couple knees down on the head of Rancid, causing his opponent to drop him. Kira then quickly hits a step-up enziguri. Rancid falls to the ground, and Kira quickly tags in Johnny Reb. Reb comes in just as Rancid is standing to his feet. He hits Rancid with a few right hands, and Irish whips him into the ropes, before hitting him with a flying calf kick.
Zach Davis: Reb and Kira taking Rancid to task here. If this goes on much longer, I think Rancid and Corey's slim chance turns to none very quickly.
Reb jumps up, and brings Rancid with him. He tosses Rancid into the ropes, and climbs to the second one. Johnny this the ten punches, as the crowd loudly counts along. One he is done, Reb drops down, and Rancid stumbles forward, before falling to his face. Reb bends down to lift him, but Rancid grabs his hair, and drags him to the ground. Rancid nails him with a couple of fists, before diving to his corner, and tagging in Cory Rosdale.
Shannan Lerch: Rosdale comes in, maybe he can get something going for his team.
Cory runs in as Reb is standing up, and goes for a flying head scissors, but Reb reverses it, and turns it into a sidewalk slam. Reb goes for the pin.
Rancid dives to break up the pin. The ref shuffles him out, as Reb stands up. He lifts Corey, and tosses him into the corner, before tagging in Kira. Reb gets out of the ring, but holds Rosdale in the corner, as Kira backs up and sprints toward them. Kira jumps, and nails Corey with a stiff drilling dropkick. Corey crumples to the ground, as Reb and Kira share a knowing smile.
Zach Davis: and I think this one might be over.
Kira drags Corey out of the corner, and quickly climbs the ropes. Before Kira jumps off, Reb tags in. Kira quickly hits a moonsault, and Reb jumps to the top before hitting a shooting star elbow drop.
Shannan Lerch: Johnny Reb just hit Southern Discomfort, and this one if over.
Reb pins Corey
Kyle Steel: Your winners, Kira Sakazaki and Johnny Reb!
The two men celebrate their victory in the ring, as the cheering crowd looks on.
As Kaylyn was walking around backstage heading towards the locker room of Sarah Twilight and Ayria Adams, The Perfect Ten was stopped by Hank Brown, wanting some answers.
Hank Brown: Ms. Evans! Please, a moment of your time?
Kaylyn James Evans: What do you want Hank?
Kaylyn stopped walking and put her hands on her hips looking at Brown waiting for him to ask away so she could get back to business.
Hank Brown: Last week, we did not see you on Slam, why were you not out there to help Sarah and Ayria?
Kaylyn James Evans: Really Hank? Incase you have not figured out I don't have to be around the ladies twenty-four seven to make sure things get done right. They were doing things on their own before I came along, and they can do it still. I am by their side, they know where I was, and thats all that matters.
Hank Brown: Fair enough, with that being said, I have another question. Can you tell me about the rumors going around about you and Chad Evans?
Kaylyns eyes narrowed at the question before she shoved Hank Brown back into the wall and opened the door to her clients and slammed it in the face of the interviewer. It seems like neither wants to give an explaination about the other.
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.
“Follow Me, Boys!” plays as Stu marches out from the back, silently mouthing the lyrics to his theme as he heads down the ramp. He does a circuit around the outside of the ring before climbing the steps and entering. After some last minute old timey calisthenics (Indian twists, deep knee bends, etc) The Scoutmaster goes to his corner. He hands his hat and sash off to a WCF stagehand and assumes a fighting position.
Zach Davis: These men could not be more different in style, appearance or personality.
Shannan Lerch: It's safe to say that Jakobs and the Scoutmaster will not be hanging out together after the show slugging back beers, but both men are very capable competitors and a victory tonight could push either man up the ladder to title contention.
Jakobs and Slane get in each others faces before the bell even rings. They're both talking shit. Jon said something about Shane's mama that Shane didn't take kindly to.
Zach Davis: Wow. A war of words has erupted already. Jakobs is trying to strike a nerve here. Wonder if it will backfire?
Shannan Lerch: Scoutmaster is kind of a weird dude, but very fiery. Jakobs needs to proceed with caution.
Referee Skip Bennett slips between the two feisty competitors and directs them to opposite corners before calling for the bell.
Slane and Jakobs charge for mid-ring and come out swinging. Jakobs unleashes an arsenal of quick, flying kicks while Slane retaliates with old school brawling, fists and forearms. Scoutmaster staggers Jakobs into a corner and uses brute strength to hip toss Jonathan to mid-ring. Jon holds his back as he gets to his feet. Slane attacks with a Gorilla press powerslam that buries Jakobs into the mat.
Zach Davis: Oh shit, The Scoutmaster is coming out full steam tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Slane has had to deal with a lot of insults and personal attacks since showing up in WCF. The man is prideful. He believes very strongly in the work that he's doing to improve the lives as well as the moral fiber of the young men that he works with, and he's also very serious about his craft as a wrestler. This Scoutmaster is no joke.
Jakobs is whipped into the turnbuckles with a furious impact by the Scoutmaster. Slane charges into the corner but eats a boot for his efforts. Jakobs flips up to the top rope and hits a missile dropkick that spikes Slane to the mat. Jakobs bounds up to the top turnbuckle once again and cuts loose with a Five-Star Frog splash. He sends the crowd into a frenzy with the deft athleticism on display, but none of that concerns Jakobs. He's just taking care of business. Slane rolls out to the floor to regroup and Jonathan decides to get himself some more air by shooting off the far ropes and diving over the top with a suicide plancha. Unfortunately for Jon he's caught in mid-air by the Scoutmaster and slammed spine-first across the security barrier with tremendous force. Slane repeats the maneuver a second time and then a third. Jakobs is cursing at Slane, who responds by running toward the steel ringpost and sending Jakobs spine-first into that unyielding steel.
Zach Davis: This Scoutmaster is a powerhouse and he has vindictiveness in everything that he does. The man is angry at society.
Shannan Lerch: Not all of society, just certain forces within society. He's at war with the elements that he finds unsavory and Jonathan Jakobs happens to be one of those elements.
Jakobs is mercifully(!?) tossed OVER the ring ropes by the powerful Scoutmaster. Jakobs lands on the mat like a sack of potatoes as Slane rolls into the ring and proceeds to choke Jakobs with two meaty hands.
Zach Davis: Well this is certainly an illegal tactic by Slane.
Shannan Lerch: It's all about setting a tone of dominance. You think Jakobs is having a good time right now? This man knows that he's in a fight. Slane ain't no sissy and he's showing Jonathan Jakobs what happens when you get under his skin.
Slane finally breaks the choke when the ref's count reaches four. Slane rises to his feet and salutes the fans in his traditional Scout style, receiving a round chorus of boos.
Zach Davis: Stuart Slane is not a popular man among the WCF faithful.
Shannan Lerch: But what do they know, Zach? They drink cheap American beer and sleep with any hairy thing that has a vagina.
Zach Davis: Shannan, these people are our fans-- OH! Slane just throttled Jakobs with a pumphandle gutbuster and now he's putting the boots to Jakobs!
Slane yells out to the fans and gets more boos in return. He can't quite understand their lack of respect for his tactics, especially since he's winning the match. Slane just goes back to work though, abruptly dropping to the mat and locking Jakobs in a Bow and Arrow hold.
Shannan Lerch: Jakobs is feeling the burn now. This is not where he wants to be, getting his body torqued by the bigger and stronger Scoutmaster.
Zach Davis: It is however smart strategy on Slane's behalf. He's doing precisely what he needs to do. Keep "The Dare Devil" grounded and use your strength advantage to your advantage. Slane is no dummy. He's a fucking weirdo, but he's no dummy.
Slane is screaming at Jakobs while tweaking his body into a pretzel-like mass. Jakobs yells in pain from the strain on his limbs, but he's not quitting. Jakobs has come too far and fought too long to give it up now. He's either getting to those ropes or he's going to use every fiber of his being trying.
Zach Davis: Jakobs is hanging tough. He's not going to tap. He's already made that declaration through his body language. You can see it in a man's eyes and on his face when he's not going to quit. It's the look that you see on a soldier's face that's headed into battle.
Shannan Lerch: Jakobs is certainly straining, trying to get to those ropes while his neck and legs are taking the brunt of this punishment.
After several minutes trapped in Slane's bow and arrow hold, Jakobs finally, mercifully is able to reach out and grab the ropes.
Zach Davis: Jakobs did it! He's got the ropes!
Shannan Lerch: Slane, of course, will use the four-count before breaking the hold. He is accustomed to obeying rules and regulations, due to his time with the Scouts. He knows how to tweak things in his favor.
Zach Davis: You're suggesting that the man is a scoundrel?
Slane PLASTERS Jakobs with a hangman's neckbreaker in the middle of the ring as the crowd responds with big noise.
Shannan Lerch: Great move by Slane! The question is: Was it racist?
Zach Davis: Because it was a hangman's neckbreaker on a black man?
Shannan Lerch: Exactly.
Slane makes a feverish attempt at a cradling pinfall on Jakobs.
Skip Bennett: ONE...
Zach Davis: Christ, I knew--
Skip Bennett: TWO...
Zach Davis: We were going to--
Skip Bennett: THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: Face that question at some point during our humble federation's existence.
Slane scowls at the referee as he gets to his feet. He pulls Jakobs to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Jakobs ducks a spinning back elbow and hits a dropkick to Slane's knee. The crowd gets behind Jonathan as he rallies with punches, big punches from a man who is fighting with the heart of a warrior.
Zach Davis: Jakobs wants it bad. He wants to earn this win and gain retribution for all of the pain and all of the obstacles that he's had to overcome.
Shannan Lerch: Gotta respect a man like Jakobs. He's not just fighting for himself, but for the memory of his late mother. The man wears his heart on his sleeve and he's uncorking big punches to the Scoutmaster's noggin. Slane is stunned!
Slane fights back with haymakers, but Jakobs is too quick and agile. Jonathan ducks every punch that Slane throws and even offers a kick. Stuart catches Jonathan's foot, but Jakobs cracks Slane in the head with an Enzuigiri. Quicker than the speed of light, Jakobs flies up to the top rope and dives off with a headbutt that's driven right into Slane's heart. Jakobs hooks the leg.
Skip Bennett: ONE...
THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: Slane is a bear of a man--
Shannan Lerch: Possibly a bear in more ways than way.
Zach Davis: Yes well anyway my point is that Slane will not be put away with anything less than a DEATH BLOW from Jakobs.
Shannan Lerch: You've got a lot of confidence in the Scoutmaster.
Zach Davis: Yep I do. I'm seeing what the man can do, Shannan. I'm not saying he's Odin Balfore level, but he's a tough mofo.
Shannan Lerch: Well, Jakobs is looking to put the DEATH BLOW on your Odin Balfore protege, Zach.
Zach Davis: But no! Slane just crotched Jakobs on the top rope! How do ya like that?
The crowd does not like it at all. They boo Slane like he's the Devil incarnate, but Slane laughs as he lifts Jakobs with a Half Nelson into an Olympic Slam.
Zach Davis: Scoutmaster Slam! HUGE move by Slane! Can that finish Jakobs once and for all?
Slane pins Jakobs in mid-ring.
Skip Bennett: ONE...
THREEEeeeeeee--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Zach Davis: But what?! No! That was the Scoutmaster Slam! No way Jakobs kicks out! That was bogus.
Shannan Lerch: Jakobs isn't exactly a slouch himself, Zach.
Zach Davis: I understand, but the man's back was broken by that Scoutmaster Slam! How did he kick out?
Shannan Lerch: Are you Doctor Davis? Did you X-ray the man's back? You don't know what was or was not broken. Certainly Jonathan's spirit was not broken.
Jakobs pulls himself up while Slane goes on the attack with MAJOR sledgehammer blows to the back, that being repeated axehandle strikes from a man who weighs two-hundred and seventy pounds and is nearly all muscle. Jakobs grits his teeth and calls out to his fans, who respond with a loud cheer.
Shannan Lerch: Jakobs is not accepting defeat, Zach. Play it off as youthful dalliance or blissful ignorance, but the man is still fighting and he will fight for as long as he has a breath in his body.
Zach Davis: Yeah, yeah good for him... but Scoutmaster just hit a Running Lifting Spear dropped into a Spinebuster! We call that a Lanzarse in this business!
Shannan Lerch: That might have broken Jakobs for good.
But Jakobs had enough wits to roll out of the ring. As Scoutmaster gives pursuit, Jakobs scrambles to regain his equilibrium. Jonathan is being stalked by the psychotic Scoutmaster as they circle the ring like hamsters on a wheel.
Zach Davis: This is not bad strategy by Jakobs, to beat feet, but both men run the risk of being counted out.
Finally, Jakobs rolls into the ring. Slane follows in but is hit with a kick to the head and a Skull Crushing Finale!
Zach Davis: WTF!? What is Jakobs doing?!
Shannan Lerch: Finding his rhythm, Zach!
With Slane disoriented and down on the mat, Jakobs once again goes to the top rope. Jakobs hits a move that could best be described as a 450 Splash meets Shooting Star Press.
Zach Davis: Dance With the Devil by the Dare Devil Jonathan Jakobs! He hooks the leg!
Skip Bennett: ONE...
Shannan Lerch: Jakobs wins it! He upsets the Scoutmaster!
Zach Davis: Wat?!No! Fuq!
Jakobs hops to his feet and seamlessly bounds onto the turnbuckles as the crowd explodes with cheers. A dazed Scoutmaster gets to his feet, not understanding what just happened.
Zach Davis: Slane is arguing with the referee here- oh no, Scoutmaster just dropped Skip Bennett with a Scoutmaster Slam! That's going to be a fine!
Shannan Lerch: I bet it felt good though, so it was worth it.
Scoutmaster climbs out of the ring with a pissed look on his face, as Jakobs celebrates for the fans with his music blaring on the PA.
We returned to the backstage. we see Sakazaki siblings, Kira and Haruna are taking a few drinks in vending machines. secretly, Haruna was still watching the movements of Johnny Reb unnoticed by Kira.
Kira Sakazaki: so, right now, we're in partner with someone in the future, right?
Haruna nods her head while drinking soda she had brought.
Kira Sakazaki: which means..... he knew what is going to happen to both of us. he already know the result of our match against Twilight and Adams?
Haruna Sakazaki: ano.... Aniki,, Reb-sama.....
Kira Sakazaki: yes, i know..... i don't want everyone to see my future. even it was you. i'll write my own future and i'll face it on my own. so, yeah.... i don't want to ask Reb what happen to me in the future...
Kira and Haruna arrive in the locker room. we can see inside locker room, Johnny Reb is there sitting alone. both Kira and Haruna approach Reb but something strange happened. Johnny's eyes meet the girl's, for a moment -- for an eternity -- before he turns hastily away. Reb's solemn gaze lingers on his partner. Silence fills the spaces between moments.
Johnny Reb: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. There's nothing I can do. We averted one disaster, only to...
He shakes his head. Johnny forces an unconvincing smile.
Johnny Reb: Nevermind. Time is fluid, an' there's still plenty of it. Important thing is, we're one step closer to them tag titles.
Again, the Inveterate Confederate glances at Haruna, a troubled look in his eyes, as he zips up his duffel bag. Pausing on his way out of the locker room, he pats Kira on the shoulder in what is meant to be a reassuring gesture. Without further comment, Johnny Reb walks away...
Kira Sakazaki: what the hell happened? disaster? did he refer to my future? oh, well... i'm a little bit dizzy. i really need a rest. Torigoya, please don't go anywhere...
Haruna Sakazaki: h-hai...!!
Kira then go to sofa to take a rest. even Haruna doesn't have an idea why Reb looks avoid both of them. Kira closes his eyes and Haruna continues to drinks her soda and we goes to next match....
“I’m Shipping up to Boston” by the Dropkick Murphys starts playing and Andrea Stark walks out to the ring and climbs in. He panders to the crowd for a few seconds before turning to the entryway to await his tag team partner, Tommy Kain.
“Still Counting” by Volbeat hits and a mixed reaction comes out from the crowd as Tommy Kain walks out. Tommy Kain makes his way down to the ring with a signature bottle of Evan Williams. He gives the crowd a smirk that just screams, "Damn I know I'm better than you." Finally making his way to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and sitting in one of the corners taking a drink or two from his pre-match bottle of booze.
Zach Davis: It’s going to be interesting to see how Tommy Kain can get along with his partner Andrea Stark. He was already pissed at his partner for not making some time for a promo this week. This could easily turn into a handicap match for Kain.
“John” by Lil Wayne hits the speakers in the arena and the crowd boos loudly as Bishop and Priest walk out from the back bobbing their heads to the music, taunting the crowd. Gravedigger walks out slowly from the back and the boos get even louder. Fireworks go off as the three men stand on top of the ramp, arms raised. The words Dark Side display on the big screen. Gravedigger walks down the ramp followed by Bishop and Priest.
Shannan Lerch: Not a big surprise to see Gravedigger down here with Bishop and Priest.
Zach Davis: They did request his presence in their first match back.
The three men reach the ring. Gravedigger slides in and stands in the center of the ring, arms raised, staring right at Tommy Kain. Bishop and Priest walk up the ring steps one after the other and step over the top rope on different sides of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: I’m not so sure that was just to watch them hopefully dominate Stark and Kain, I think he’ll have a hand in the outcome.
Zach Davis: Well now look what we have here. Tommy Kain has started mouthing off to Gravedigger and the two men are almost in each other’s faces.
Shannan Lerch: They did have a brief war of words on Twitter this week when Tommy Kain insulted Gravedigger in a promo this week. Gravedigger seems to be the target of many of the newcomers to WCF on Twitter.
Zach Davis: He sure becomes the center of attention rather easily.
Bishop and Priest step up and hold Gravedigger back. Priest tells Gravedigger that they got this and for him to not worry. They gesture to the outside and Gravedigger gives Kain another hard look before stepping backwards, then turning and climbing outside.
Bishop and Priest start discussing with each other in the corner while glancing over at Tommy and Andrea, deciding who is going to get in the ring first. Tommy makes the decision for his team without even discussing the subject with Andrea as he shoves him and points towards their corner. Andrea gets back in Tommy’s face and shoves him back. Tommy tilts his head and has a pissed off look on his face.
Shannan Lerch: Kain and Stark are not getting off to a good start here and Kain looks pissed.
Before he can do anything back, Bishop and Priest take advantage of the situation by jumping Kain and Stark. Priest and Kain trade blows while Bishop whips Stark across the ring into the opposite corner and delivers a huge splash in the corner, crushing Stark. Stark falls to the mat and Andrea receives multiple boots to the side until he’s knocked out of the ring. Bishop climbs out and stands on the apron in his corner.
Shannan Lerch: Well that’s one way to help them decide who will get in the ring first.
Zach Davis: Bishop and Priest showing right away why they’re an experienced tag team. Ouch! As I was saying that, Priest whipped Kain across the ring and smashed into Kain by just laying all his weight into Kain who crashes to the mat. Tommy shows some ring awareness by rolling up into the nearby corner, his eye on Priest.
Andrea Stark is up off of the mat on the outside and walks around to his and Kain’s corner. The two start jawing really quickly at each other before Stark climbs to the apron. Priest tries once more to take advantage of Kain’s mistakes by running at him and going for a huge knee in the corner. Kain was waiting for this and rolls out of the way at the last second and Priest crashes into the turnbuckle. He stumbles out and Kain rocks him with a couple of huge fists. Priest shakes them off and grabs Kain and headbutts him to the mat. He lifts one of his huge legs up and goes to stomp right down on Kain’s skull but Kain rolls to his left and Priest hits the mat with his leg. Kain gets up and hits a few stiff kicks to Priest’s legs but Priest is still too fresh to be bothered by Kain’s attacks and he grabs Kain and headbutts him once more.
Shannan Lerch: That headbutt rocked Kain back and he bounces off the ropes and gets scoop-slammed by Priest. Priest walks over and bounces off the nearby ropes and drops a huge leg across the chest of Tommy Kain who yells out in pain. Priest covers Tommy Kain really early in the match.
1…2…Despite nearly getting the wind knocked out of him, Kain gets a shoulder up.
Priest doesn’t give him time to catch his breath as he picks him up off the mat and clasps his hands around Kain’s midsection and hoists him up in a deadly bearhug. Kain yells out and starts hammering away at Priest’s forehead. He can’t block any of the blows due to his hands holding onto Kain. Kain pokes him in the eye and the referee doesn’t like that, but it gets the job done as Priest lets go of the bearhug and makes sure his eye is still in its socket. Kain takes advantage of the situation and runs at Priest and leaps high, connecting with a huge foot to the head of Priest as he puts his hands away from his eyes. Priest is rocked back and caught off guard. Kain hops up to his feet and hits a picture perfect dropkick and Priest is reeling. Kain runs across the ring, bounces off the ropes…and as Priest predicts he’s going up top again and starts to go for a clothesline, Kain baseball slides and takes out Priest’s legs and the big man crashes to the mat.
Kain mounts Priest and starts hammering away at him with closed fists until he starts getting up. Kain steps back to the nearby ropes to build speed up, but is suddenly slapped on the shoulder. He turns, angry, to see Andrea Stark’s smirk as he climbs into the ring and the referee tells Kain he’s no longer the legal man. Tommy starts mouthing off at Andrea, but Andrea ignores him and walks over in a cocky manner towards Priest who is still on the mat. Andrea starts laying the boots to Priest, raising his arms in between boots.
Priest starts slowly getting up despite Andrea delivering boots to his midsection. Priest finally grabs Andrea’s foot and shakes his head, but Andrea jumps up and delivers a nasty enziguri to Priest’s head. The crowd cheers and Andrea soaks them in.
Bishop is down on one knee yelling at Priest who pulls himself over to the corner and makes the tag. The crowd starts telling Andrea to turn around but he doesn’t listen and is floored from behind by a huge forearm from Bishop. Tommy Kain face-palms and shakes his head.
Andrea slowly gets up and turns around into a meaty hand from Bishop as he grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him in the center of the ring. Bishop steps a foot on Andrea’s chest and puts pressure into the foot as he points at Tommy Kain and talks smack. The referee takes this as a pin attempt and goes to count.
1..2…Bishop lifts his boot up off of Andrea when he realizes what’s going on. Bishop talks smack to the referee that he wasn’t finished yet. Bishop picks up Andrea and nails a running powerslam, shaking the ring and likely jarring Andrea’s spine. Bishop bounces up and leans over the nearby ropes, taunting the crowd who gets riled up.
Bishop swaggers over to Andrea and kicks him in the head. The referee yells at Bishop for it. Bishop talks smack to the referee and grabs Andrea by the arm. He picks him up and short-arm clotheslines him hard back down to the mat. Bishop holds a stare with the referee as he does it a second time and then once more as Andrea turns into a rag doll. Bishop irish whips Andrea across the ring and hits a huge sidewalk slam. Bishop flips off Tommy Kain as he turns to Priest and tags him back in. Priest steps in and both men grab Andrea and hit a huge double chokeslam.
1…2…save by Tommy Kain. Tommy delivers a few rights to the head of Priest. Bishop climbs into the ring and starts brawling with Tommy as Priest picks up Andrea. Priest floors him with a European uppercut. Priest picks up Andrea as the referee gets Tommy and Bishop back to their corners. Priest irish whips Andrea hard into the turnbuckles and he collapses to the mat at the impact. Priest stands over Andrea and laughs to himself as he looks out at the crowd, who are booing loudly. Gravedigger talks smack with a few fans at ringside.
Tommy Kain is fuming in the corner as he watches Priest toss Andrea with a huge belly-to-belly suplex. Kain starts stomping on the apron, trying to rile the crowd up in support of Andrea. Priest shakes his head no as he delivers a huge big boot to Andrea. Priest draws an imaginary line across his throat as he picks up Andrea off the mat. He puts him onto his shoulder.
Shannan Lerch: Priest is setting Stark up for The Church. This could be a match ender right here.
Zach Davis: This is a mercy killing right here!
Tommy Kain quickly scrambles into the ring and spears Priest with a full head of steam. Priest drops Andrea and Bishop enters the ring as Tommy floors Priest with Kneeing While Intoxicated. The referee regains control and both legal men, Stark and Priest, are down. The referee begins the count while both men crawl to their corner. The crowd is getting behind Stark and Tommy Kain, who has the hot tag. Bishop is stretching his arms out as far as he can while Gravedigger yells out from ringside for Priest to hurry.
The crowd pops as both Tommy Kain and Bishop are tagged in at the same time. Tommy Kain runs across the ring and surprises Bishop with a huge knee to the chest, staggering him back. Kain hits him with a flurry of kicks but Bishop uses his size to his advantage and headbutts Tommy. Tommy rolls backwards and is ready as Bishop charges him and drop-toe holds the big man, bouncing his face off the mat. Kain hits a standing drop kick and gets up and bounces off the ropes across the ring. He hits a dropkick to the face of Bishop as he sits up, flooring him once more. Kain has a full head of steam.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell is Gravedigger doing?
Gravedigger climbs up onto the apron and starts talking trash to Tommy. Tommy runs over and goes to knock Gravedigger off the apron, but Gravedigger hops down and Tommy swings at nothing but air. Priest is in the ring and charges him from behind and clotheslines him from behind, flipping Tommy Kain over the top rope to the mat outside. Gravedigger starts belly laughing at Tommy. He starts talking smack at Tommy and walks over towards him. All of a sudden the ring apron starts moving from under the ring. Gravedigger jumps back and Tommy quickly gets up. Suddenly someone crawls from under the ring. It’s a midget dressed as Megatron!!
Shannan Lerch: Dear lord, I’ve seen everything now.
The midget starts making weird movements and robot noises. Both Gravedigger and Tommy are starting at the midget as the referee is trying to get Priest back in the ring. The midget finally jumps forward and punches Tommy Kain right in the balls. Tommy goes down to one knee, holding his crotch while yelling out. Gravedigger grabs the midget and hurls him at Tommy, flooring him on the outside. The crowd is going crazy at this bizarre spectacle. Gravedigger doesn’t know what to do for a second but finally picks Tommy up and rolls him back in the ring. The midget starts yelling at Gravedigger but then does more weird movements and robot noises before diving back under the ring where he came from.
Meanwhile back in the ring, Priest is back in his corner and Bishop covers Tommy Kain.
1..2..Tommy kicks out of the pin attempt. Tommy slowly gets up, still holding his crotch tenderly. Bishop steps up before he can do anything and grabs Tommy’s hands on his crotch and lifts him up in a pump handle slam, laying him out in the center of the ring. Bishop signals for the end of the match.
Zach Davis: Oh no, this can’t be good. Bishop is going for that devastating back-to-back powerbomb move he does. Bishop picks up Tommy Kain and hoists him up in powerbomb position.
Tommy Kain isn’t about to be powerbombed by Bishop and he starts hammering away at Bishop. Bishop tries to powerbomb him but Kain quickly locks his fingers behind Bishop’s head. Bishop counters this by lifting Kain higher. As he goes to drop Kain, Tommy twists in midair and uses Bishop’s power and momentum against him and flips Bishop into a headscissors takedown surprising everyone at ringside. Kain is quickly back up.
Shannan Lerch: Tommy starts to signal for the TommyDriver but quickly realizes he can’t get a man of Bishop’s size up like that.
He stalks Bishop and nails a PartyCrasher TKO. Tommy is on fire as he jumps up and nails Priest with a Kneeing While Intoxicated to prevent the save and then completes the circuit by mounting the nearby turnbuckle and hitting a huge Morning After (shooting star press). The referee counts.
Shannan Lerch: The Dark Side suffers its first loss here in WCF since reforming when the WCF newcomers prove to be no pushovers as they upset the veteran tag team of Bishop and Priest.
The referee raises the arms of Tommy Kain and Andrea Stark as the crowd cheers. Tommy glares at Andrea since he did most of the work. Until all of a sudden the Internet Champion hits the ring!
Zach Davis: What is Johnny Stylez doing here!?
Stylez runs at Andrea and knocks him down! He begins stomping on him repeatedly... and Tommy Kain joins him!
Shannan Lerch: What the?!
After beating down Andrea for a few moments, Kain and Stylez grin... and shake hands.
Zach Davis: Looks like Johnny Stylez has found a new tag team partner!
Bishop rolls out of the ring and stands beside Priest and Gravedigger who do not look happy at all. The show goes to commercial.
Zach Davis: As we roll on with Slam tonight, this next match should prove to be interesting.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is a fatal four way match where the first participant to score a pinfall or submission will be declared the winner. First from…
"Back in Black – Live” by AC/DC plays over the speakers.
Zach Davis: What is this now? We certainly weren’t expecting Eric Price here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: We? Speak for yourself. After his victory at the Asesinato De Mayo PPV, how could he not be here tonight?
Zach Davis: Well, he’s not scheduled to compete here tonight. But he’s out here on the top of the ramp there. Oh look at that smug look, he’s so proud of himself.
Shannan Lerch: He should be. He told the world he was going to decimate Nic Daniels in their Last Man Standing match and not only did he do it, but paramedics had to escort Nic out from the ring due to his condition.
Eric is dressed in a full suit with sunglasses on and a huge smile on his face as the crowd boos him loudly and the music fades and he stands at the top of the entrance ramp.
Zach Davis: Well, the chorus of boos that have become common for Eric Price’s arrival are in full effect tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Shut up Zach, let’s listen to what he has to say!
Eric Price: Thank you! Thank you! Oh, thank you so so much! Thank you!
Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!
Eric Price: Thank you! Yes, thank you! Before this match gets started, we have a more important issue to deal with … ME! You see, last week, Mexico City was the site, Asesinato De Mayo was the pay per view event and I did exactly what I said I was going to do, I beat the living hell out of Nic Daniels! Oh yeah, I made him suffer, I made him bleed, and I beat him so bad that not only could he not answer a ten count but it was such a horrid decimation that he actually had to be taken away by paramedics. It was a wonderful night and I cannot tell you how good it felt to do the right thing and get my retribution that I so longed for and deserved! As far as I’m concerned, Nic Daniels and I are done! There will be no rematch, there will no more dealing with him as I am moving on. That’s right, I am moving on to bigger and better things!
Eric Price: As many of you know, I am not scheduled to be in a match tonight as I requested the night off. But that didn’t mean that I was going to deprive you the great WCF fans of seeing me, Eric Price this evening. After all, when it comes right down to it, you people love to see me out here. I create moments, I make history, I give you epic matches and entertainment value that simply cannot be matched by any other; additionally, I am someone many of you can and should aspire to be like and even though absolutely none of you will ever be like me, let’s face it with my combination of wealth and power and this being Pennsylvania, there just isn’t much hope for any of you to get to my level.
Eric Price: Let me touch on one issue before I get to my main point. And that is the end of the PPV last week. We all saw what happened to Logan. Not only did he get unfairly attacked but then this newly formed Pantheon as they are calling themselves decided to deny Logan of his deserved World Title Shot and then what’s more, they have the audacity to not only say that he did not deserve it but that it was a justified victory.
Eric Price: Oh I’m sure all of you loved that. But you know what you won’t love, tonight, when Fly loses the World Title against Logan with Seth Lerch as the special guest referee. Thankfully Seth is out of jail and will hopefully restore some order to the chaos that Bobby Cairo has brought about. They think the inmates can run the asylum but I’m sure Seth will set them straight. After all, Seth is a fair and honest man and he knows how to call a match right down the middle and he will later tonight! Now, many of you might be asking yourselves why I’m bringing this up, after all, it’s none of my business. Well you see, while this match isn’t really any of my business, I do not like to see any injustice go unpunished and that travesty that happened last week where you, the fans were deprived of a World Title match was ridiculous. In this case, it seems justice will be served because Seth will see to it. And maybe after Fly loses his World Title, and he will, he’ll finally be able to get his head out of his ass long enough to realize that he doesn’t deserve to be World Champion. All this charity, all this philanthropy and nonsense he’s going around with; nothing worse than a phony and a liar.
Eric Price: Now then, my main point for being out here. We all saw the match last week where Tek finally ended Steeltoe Joe’s tenure here in WCF. I say good riddance because quite frankly, the man had become a shell of his former self. Maybe he can go back to passing around the collection place and peddling his nonsense because he certainly does not belong in that ring. I thought it was a great moment when Tek beat Joe and ripped up his contract. I thought it would solidify Tek but then what do I see? Tek earlier this week actually apologized to Joe for what he did.
Zach Davis: I thought it was a good show of sportsmanship.
Eric Price: Hey, shut up!
Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!
Eric Price: As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, Tek apologized to Joe for what he did and what bothers me is that Tek seems to be turning soft to me. Being apologetic for what you did Tek? What you did was exactly what Joe deserved. He had become a washed up shell of his former self. You do not apologize because you did what needed to be done. You took old yeller out behind the barn and you pulled the trigger; it was a mercy killing that needed to happen Tek. Yet, I see you apologize for it, for what reason? It makes me think … well actually, you know what, now I’m sure of it. This only confirms to me that the only reason you won your match, the only reason Joe isn’t here anymore is because of me!
Zach Davis: What the hell? How can he make that claim?
Crowd: Bullshit! Bullshit!
Eric Price: That’s right, it’s because of me!
Shannan Lerch: Let’s hear him out.
Eric Price: If it weren’t for me, then Joe would still be here in WCF and Tek would be out of a job right now in the unemployment line. I made sure with a few good chair shots that Joe was weakened enough that Tek could easily defeat him. I did the dirty work for him to ensure him the victory. The match was probably going to go in Joe’s favor because the truth is as much as Joe had weakened, Tek still needed me to succeed in his match! I pulled the strings and made sure the match went the way I felt it needed to go because I wanted Joe gone from WCF. If he ever decides to be a man, maybe he will come back to us but in the meantime, I had to do the right thing and get rid of him. Yes, the record book says that Tek beat Steeltoe Joe but it really should say that Eric Price beat Steeltoe Joe because I laid the victory out for Tek, I made it possible for him to win! I … I am an honest man and I am simply telling you all the truth about the matter.
Tek walks out on stage and simply stands behind Eric Price to listen as the crowd starts cheering a bit.
Zach Davis: Oh wait a minute, what is this? Tek is standing right behind Eric Price just listening to him speak.
Shannan Lerch: I don’t think Eric realizes that! Eric, turn around!
Eric Price: Exactly. I am simply being honest about it. And Tek knows it too. He knows that without me, he wouldn’t have won his match. You see, he and I have an understanding that he gets to say what he wants when he wants but when it comes right down to it, I call the shots, I pull the strings, and I decide what will happen. If I had wanted to, I could have cost Tek the match but because he and I go back so much, because he and I are good associates, I saw fit to do him the favor of giving him the match and I know he’s more than appreciative for it.
Tek taps Eric Price on the shoulder. Eric doesn’t look back and just signals for that person to wait not realizing Tek is behind him.
Eric Price: My name is Eric Price and I am far more talented than Tek ever has been or ever will be! He needs me far more than I…
Tek taps Eric Price on the shoulder again. Eric looks back to see who it is and notices it’s Tek. He takes one dry gulp and looks rather nervous; he stops speaking as Tek leans the microphone toward himself.
Zach Davis: I think Eric Price might have put his foot in his mouth here.
Shannan Lerch: Now now, I’m sure Tek is simply here to back up Eric’s point.
Eric Price: Tek, what are…
Zach Davis: Somehow I doubt by the serious look on his face that he’s here to do that.
Tek: You were saying?
The microphone is leaned back to Eric.
Eric Price: No no, I was just talking about your awesome performance at Asesinato De Mayo. Good job man, good job!
Tek swipes the microphone from Eric.
Zach Davis: Uh oh, this isn’t good.
Tek: Is that right? Because if I heard you right, what you were about to say was that I needed you far more than you needed me. Isn’t that what you were going to say Eric?
Eric Price: No, of course not. Why would you think that? I am an honest man and you are my friend Tek. I was simply stating facts.
Tek: What facts?
Eric Price: Come on, we all know you won your match thanks to me. It’s no secret.
Crowd: Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit!
Eric Price: Shhhhh!!!!
Shannan Lerch: What is wrong with these people, they won’t shut up and show some respect here?!
Tek: I think you’re overestimating yourself.
Eric Price: What do you mean? I hit Joe with a couple of chair shots so hard that he had to go down. That’s the only reason you won your match, I weakened him for you to be able to pick up your victory.
Tek: Point taken. But you can’t give yourself all the credit for something in which you only had a minor role.
Eric’s face turns from a smile to a frown.
Eric Price: Tek, I suggest you measure your words because right now you’re treading a line, a very fine line and if you’re not careful, that line could get erased.
Zach Davis: It’s about to get explosive here as Tek gets right in Eric’s face.
Tek: Eric, I respect you as a performer. I’ll admit that your actions lately have left me wondering but nevertheless I do respect you. You and I have been through a lot together. Why don’t you go in the back, calm down and watch my match.
Eric Price: I don’t need to calm down. I’m simply telling the truth and it bothers you.
Tek: Eric, take it easy. I’m not trying to agitate you. Go in the back, relax, drink some water and breathe for a moment because I don’t want you reacting out of anger in the heat of the moment.
Eric takes a breath.
Shannan Lerch: Tek’s really pushing his luck here.
Eric Price: Okay, fine. I’ll leave it at this. Good luck in your match.
Eric shoves the microphone right back at Tek and storms off into the back with a look of anger on his face as Tek simply holds the mic and just nods disapprovingly at Eric’s behavior.
Zach Davis: Eric Price certainly in a foul mood here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: He was on a roll and he got interrupted.
Zach Davis: He wasn’t on a roll, he put his foot in his mouth and then he couldn’t figure out how to get out of it.
Shannan Lerch: He had some valid points.
Zach Davis: Oh valid points, yeah right. Well, as Tek makes his way down the ramp and into the ring here, let’s take a quick commercial break and when we return, fatal four way, Tek vs Lane vs Apathy vs Daniels.
Zach Davis: Well, back from the break. Tek is already in the ring and despite some words from Eric Price, he looks ready for this match up.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is a fatal four way match. Introducing first, standing at 6’2” tall, weighing in at 165 lbs., from Stockton, California please welcome Tek!
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.
Kyle Steel: From Atlanta, Georgia standing at 5’7”, please welcome Apathy!
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.
The Lights Shut off and My Name By Eminem FT Xzibit Blasts Through the Speakers and Green smoke fills the entrance ramp as red and blue lights flash through out the crowd and Nic Daniels Walks Out With the Lovely Gina Caldwell.
Kyle Steel: Next, he hails from Detroit, Michigan, being accompanied by Gina Caldwell, he is ‘The Truth’ Nic Daniels!
As they both Walk through the smoke then look into the crowds for their reaction, He then looks at Gina Nods then Heads down to the ring as he poses into the ring as Gina Caldwell Claps at ring side as Nic waits in his corner and looks straight at Tek.
'Riding The Storm Out' by REO Speedwagon begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron as Hank 'Thunder' Lane makes his way towards the ring. He is wearing a long Satin robe with Thunder on the back of it in Diamonds.
Kyle Steel: And at 6’3” tall, weighing in at 250 pounds, from the mean streets of Chicago, Illinois, please welcome Hank ‘Thunder’ Lane!
On his way to the ring, he stops by the announcers’ desk and grabs a microphone, winking again at Shannan Lerch, who looks so happy at the advance. 'Thunder' then climbs into the ring and only glances at his three opponents before indicating to them that they need to wait because he has something to say.
Zach Davis: Looks like ‘Thunder’ is going to address the audience as his three opponents look on a bit surprised.
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!
Shannan Lerch: Ah, here we go. And, hey wait a minute!
As Hank ‘Thunder’ Lane was about to remove his robe, he drops his mic and then Tek immediately seizes on the opportunity and drop kicks him right into the corner as the referee rings the bell and the match starts.
Zach Davis: Before ‘Thunder’ could even go to remove his robe, Tek drop kicks ‘Thunder’ right into the corner and Apathy goes to work on Nic Daniels in the opposite corner as this match gets off to an explosive start. Looks like Hank Lane still has not removed his robe as Tek goes to meet him in the corner but Lane quickly slides out of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Smart move, what the hell is Tek thinking interrupting such a grand moment.
Zach Davis: Lane is now pacing on the outside here and he looks absolutely furious that he was interrupted.
Shannan Lerch: And now Apathy is throwing kicks right at Daniels’ face.
Apathy throws a kick from the left at Daniels’ face. Then from the right, then the left, then the right, then before she can connect again, Daniels’ catches her right leg before it connects and pushes her back. He then sits in the corner for a moment to regain his composure. He quickly gets up as Apathy is also getting up.
Zach Davis: But it looks like Nic caught her here and he pushes her back. Both competitors quickly recover and meet in the center of the ring and, oh boy.
Shannan Lerch: A slap right to the face of Nic Daniels from Apathy. And look at Daniels, he’s just smiling. And, oh…
Zach Davis: Daniels with a belly to belly suplex against Apathy as she lands outside the ring. Tek and Daniels’ are now the two competitors inside the ring as Apathy is on the outside still recovering and Lane is beside himself right here in front of us.
Shannan Lerch: These two men in the ring have a history right here. As both Daniels’ and Tek get into the center of the ring, they stare at each other intently; who’s going to take the first shot here.
Zach Davis: I think the fans just want them to go at it as both men circle each other and both men smile knowing just what kind of competitor the other is. And Nic takes the first shot, a punch to Tek. Then Tek responds with another punch.
Shannan Lerch: Punch from Daniels, punch from Tek, punch from Daniels, punch from Tek, and oh, looks like ‘Thunder’ is inserting himself into this match as he quickly slid into the ring and knocked Daniels’ down from behind and quickly goes to work on Tek with a succession of punches to him.
Zach Davis: And as he punches him toward the edge of the ring, oh lookout here, Lane clotheslines Tek right out of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Daniels’ is still down and Lane goes for the cover.
Apathy quickly slides back into the ring and breaks up the cover attempt.
Zach Davis: And looks like Apathy is going to keep this match up going as she hits Lane in the back to break up the 3 count. As Lane slides out of the way, Apathy tries to go for the cover here.
Shannan Lerch: But looks like ‘Thunder’ will have none of it and breaks up the three count. Apathy then gets up as she looks at Lane.
Zach Davis: And it looks like Apathy now slaps the chest of Lane. And Lane holds it in a bit of pain but quickly reacts and puts Apathy in a headlock. He tightens the headlock but Apathy is able to escape as she pushes Lane right into the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: But lane bounces back, Apathy is able to avoid Lane.
Zach Davis: Lane bouncing back from the ropes and bam! A kick right to the face of Hank Lane from Apathy.
Shannan Lerch: Cover him!
Zach Davis: No wait, I think she’s going to try to put him away. She’s going to the corner and, yes, she’s on the top rope. She’s going to try and do some damage here with the Frog Splash.
Shannan Lerch: She takes the leap and … connects! Cover!
Zach Davis: And oh, Tek breaks up the 3 count as he pulls Apathy right out of the ring. Now Tek in the ring as Lane is still down. Tek looks around at the audience and I think he’s really going to try and put Lane away here as he gets up on the top rope.
Shannan Lerch: I think he’s going for a 450 splash. This is high risk right here. And he jumps.
Zach Davis: And, oh no! Lane slides right out of the way and that will cost Tek. Lane not wasting any time however and goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: And it’s Nic Daniels this time that breaks up the 3 count.
Zach Davis: I’ll tell you, these fatal four way matches are so unpredictable!
Shannan Lerch: Daniels now going to the edge of the ring and oh, goes right through the second rope as Apathy slides down the rope, landing Daniels right outside the ring as Apathy goes back in the ring.
Zach Davis: And now Apathy landing some good kicks to the midsection of Lane as he is pushed back near the corner of the ring but Lane is able to catch her leg on one of these kicks.
Shannan Lerch: Oh but wait, Apathy nails Lane with a kick right in the head and Lane is down. Now Tek goes to Apathy and nails Tic Tac, with the legsweep knocking down Apathy. Tek is the only one left standing in the ring. He looks at both Lane and Apathy down currently in the ring as Daniels is still on the outside.
Zach Davis: Looks like he’s going to try another high risk maneuver. He steps outside the ring ropes but Daniels is now up and pulls Tek down to the outside. Daniels slides into the ring and looks at Apathy still down. Looks like he’s going to try and nail The Verdict on her but wait, Lane grabs Daniels, turns him around and ooh, a slap to the chest of Daniels. Lane now runs to the rope and nails the Thunder Lane against Daniels.
Shannan Lerch: He almost ripped his head off here.
Zach Davis: Cover!
Kyle Steel: And the winner of this match by pinfall, Hank ‘Thunder’ Lane!
Zach Davis: A very impressive victory here tonight!
Shannan Lerch: Definitely picking up momentum here tonight as he stands so proud of his victory here tonight!
Zach Davis: Fans, we’re back from commercial and…
The backstage area is shown on the monitor as Tek is walking back and Eric Price has a look of anger on his face.
Eric Price: What the hell was that earlier, you interrupting me, contradicting me in front of everybody Tek?
Tek looks pissed at Eric.
Tek: Eric, calm down. I just got done with my match here. Let’s talk about this later.
Tek starts walking away from Eric Price, turning his back on him as Eric looks livid at this point and goes after him.
Eric Price: Later?! No, you don’t brush me off Tek, we’re talking about this right now! You…
Just as Eric is about to continue talking to Tek and catch up, Tek is attacked from behind.
Zach Davis: Hey wait, what the hell is this?
Eric Price: Hey, what are you doing?!
The assailant’s face has not been seen yet as he punches and punches Tek relentlessly. Eric tries to get him off but cannot and calls for security.
Eric Price: Stop it! Get off of him!
Multiple referees and security guards arrive to stop the assailant and grab him and pull him back. Eric then gets a good look at him.
Eric Price: Jonathan Jakobs? Oh you son of a bitch!
Jonathan Jakobs: You think that’s something. This is only the beginning!
The security loses grip of Jakobs for a moment and he lunges at Eric Price and gets two punches at him, Eric immediately loosens his tie as the security grabs hold of Jakobs again. Eric then walks over and tries to get him but the security stops him as well as medical personnel is now taking care of Tek.
Eric Price: Get this piece of s*(beep) out of here! You’re right this isn’t over, no one messes with Eric Price!
Eric goes over to immediately check on Tek with the medics.
Zach Davis: What the, what was that?
Shannan Lerch: An unprovoked assault on Tek with no explanation whatsoever.
Zach Davis: I would have never thought that someone like Jonathan Jakobs would have done that, for what reason?
Shannan Lerch: None, whatsoever.
Zach Davis: And he said that this is only the beginning?
Shannan Lerch: Ominous words.
“With Oden On Our Side” hits the PA system.
Zach Davis: It's TV title match time!
Shannan Lerch: It’s never good when Odin's your opponent, but Steve Orbit is one tough guy. The TV division has been on fire in terms of talent. You think Odin’s gonna measure up?
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!
Zach Davis: He’s Odin Balfore! And look at him, he is pissed!
Shannan Lerch: He attacked Steve Orbit last week, let’s see if he can add another belt to his collection.
"Flashlight" by Parliament Funkadelic plays over the PA.
Shannan Lerch: OHH and here comes the champ. Steve Orbit coming out to the ring followed by Golden Joey. Zach, do you honestly think Orbit's gonna take what Odin did last week laying down?
Zach Davis: Well we’re not talking about you Shannan, it’s about Steve and will he? No, but he may not have a choice.
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.
Orbit starts the match by running at Odin, hip toss by Odin, followed by another hip toss.
Zach Davis: I didn’t even think he could do that.
Odin goes for a third but it's blocked by Orbit who starts chopping away at the big man's legs with stiff kicks. Odin grabs Orbit by the throat..
Shannan Lerch: OHH, Low blow by Orbit! The ref didn’t see it.
Zach Davis: Maybe he thought it was to the inside of the leg?
Odin doubles over as Orbit hits the ropes and connects with a drop kick. Odin staggers back as Orbit hits the ropes again and hits a flying forearm smash.
Zach Davis: Odin's on his back.
Orbit wastes no time in kicking Odin, stomping him right in the gut. Odin tries to get up, but Orbit keeps laying the boots to him. Odin gets to a knee but Orbit boots him right in the face!
Shannan Lerch: It's not often that Odin gets a taste of his own medicine.
Odin falls on his back again as Orbit locks in a sleeper hold, trying to get the big man to tap..
The ref checks the arm.
Odin keeps the arm up, trying to dig down and rally back but Orbit grapevines the choke.
Zach Davis: Odin, the vet, rolling his shoulder through, sorta getting Orbit in that school boy pin.
Shannan Lerch: No, Orbit kicks out at two.
Odin picks Orbit back up and lifts him up into a suplex..
Zach Davis: Brain buster..
Shannan Lerch: Orbit kicks out again!
Odin lifts Orbit up again and whips him into the turnbuckle. Odin charges…
Odin bounces off the buckle before getting back handed by Orbit..
Shannan Lerch: PIMP Slap, Jawbreaker!
Zach Davis: And Odin rolls out of the ring and to the floor, trying to shake it off.
Orbit slides through the bottom rope and connects with both his feet to Odin's back, knocking him into the guard rail. Orbit back to his feet, spins Odin around and they start trading blows.
Zach Davis: Still plenty of fire in both of these guys.
Shannan Lerch: I think Odin is still a little dazed from the Pimp Slap.
Zach Davis: Ref starts the count.
Still trading blows.
Orbit ducks a big right hand from Odin and whips him into the curtain, rolling him under the bottom rope back into the ring. Odin climbs back to his feet as Orbit comes back into the ring. They circle each other, both breathing heavy.
Zach Davis: Orbit should have went for a pin instead of chasing Odin outside the ring.
Shannan Lerch: By what he said earlier this week, I think he's more concerned with teaching Odin a lesson rather than pinning him.
The two men lock up in the middle of the ring. Odin gets Orbit in a headlock. Orbit tries to put his arms around Odin and lift him up but is unsuccessful.
Zach Davis: The Mack seems to forget he has a huge size disadvantage tonight.
Odin breaks the headlock and connects with a strong headbutt, knocking Orbit off his feet. Odin wastes no time with a pair of knee drops. He lifts Orbit up and...
Zach Davis: Atomic drop! Orbit stumbles into the turnbuckle!
Odin hits a knee lift and Orbit goes down.
Shannan Lerch: Odin pins the TV champ!
Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit kicks out! That was a close one.
As Orbit tries to get back to his feet, he is stomped back down by Odin. This happens a second time.. and a third time.
Zach Davis: Odin clearly wants him to stay down.
Odin picks up Orbit and whips him into the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: Orbit ducks the clothesline!
Orbit keeps running and bounces off the ropes on the other side, as Odin turns around...
Zach Davis: Cross body by Orbit!
Shannan Lerch: Quick kick out by Odin Balfore.
Orbit goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles. As Odin gets back to his feet, Orbit leaps and hits a double axehandle off the second turnbuckle, followed by a quick DDT. With Odin on the mat, Steve runs to the ropes and comes back with a senton splash.
Zach Davis: He hooks the leg!
Odin kicks out again.
Zach Davis: Quick succession of moves, not able to keep Odin down.
Orbit lifts Odin up and hits a few knees to the gut before he bounces off the ropes again only to get a big boot. Odin picks Orbit up by the throat and throws him into the turnbuckle and hits him with a running back elbow. Odin goes for a knock out punch but Orbit ducks it and peppers Odin with kidney shots then a over hand shot to Odin's face.
Shannan Lerch: Orbit's fighting back now as Odin staggers away.
Orbit hits the ropes again but Odin nails a side walk slam.
Odin picks Orbit up and clinches him in a bear hug. Orbit screams in pain as his spine and ribs begin to get crushed by the massive strength of Odin Balfore. Odin walks to the center of the ring and wrenches even tighter but Orbit refuses to tap. Tighter and tighter he's squeezed as he tries to peel away and get a few desperation shots in but they have no effect.
Shannan Lerch: Orbit with the thumb to the eye, desperation move there as he lets go of the hold.
Zach Davis: The ref is warning the Mack again.
They lock up again, which is quickly broken as Odin shoves Orbit. Orbit with a few chops to the chest of Odin Balfore, which seemingly have no effect. They lock up again and Odin puts Orbit's right arm in a wristlock.
Zach Davis: Odin is really wrenching his wrist. Steve Orbit on his knees.
Shannan Lerch: The Mack appears to be begging for mercy... not quite looking like the champion right now.
Zach Davis: I don't think Odin will be showing any mercy tonight.
As Odin twists the wristlock, Orbit uses his other arm for a blatant low blow. Odin breaks the hold and doubles over.
Zach Davis: Another low blow by Steve Orbit! Right in front of the ref!
Shannan Lerch: The referee is heated, he's threatening to disqualify the Mack!
Zach Davis: Orbit better be careful, because a DQ loss would mean the title still changes hands.
Orbit disrespectfully tells the ref to leave him alone. With Odin doubled over clutching his crotch, Orbit goes right to work with a legdrop to the back of Odin's head that sends him face first into the mat. Orbit picks him up by the hair and whips him to the ropes, catching Odin with a belly to belly suplex on the return.
Orbit goes for the pin.
Odin kicks out just in time. Orbit is visibly aggravated. As both men get to their feet, Orbit hits a dropkick and Odin stumbles into the corner. Orbit climbs to the second turnbuckle and lays into Odin with closed fists.
Zach Davis: Here comes the ref again, showing his frustration with Orbit's blatant lack of respect for the rules.
Orbit climbs off the turnbuckle and Odin slumps to the ground.
Shannan Lerch: Now the Mack is in the ref's face arguing with him! Oh no--
Zach Davis: PIMP SLAP! Steve Orbit just attacked the referee!
DING DING DING
Shannan Lerch: Orbit just literally gave away his TV title!
The ref is dazed but rises up and signals to make the DQ official. Odin is back to his feet trying to understand what just happened. Orbit runs over to him with a big right hand, which Odin blocks and delivers his own punch. They begin to brawl once again as "With Oden On Our Side" plays over the PA.
“FU Pay Me”, by Tech N9ne begins to play. Blake Updegraff IV steps out from behind the curtain to a chorus of boos. With a small smirk on his face, he walks down the ramp, and climbs up the steps. As he steps between the ropes, a crew member hands him a microphone.
Blake Updegraff IV: Ladies and gentlemen, if you could all quiet down, I have something that I need to say.
This only causes the crowd to boo louder. It takes them a minute, but the noise dies down, and Blake begins to speak.
Blake Updegraff IV: at Asesinato De Mayo, Waylon Cash was maliciously attacked by a wrestler under the management of Future Gods Incorporated. I accept full responsibility for this unwarranted outburst, and I would like it if Waylon Cash could please come down to the ring, so I can apologize.
The opening trumpet riff of "White Trash Renegade” blares over the PA systems as red and orange strobe lights flash. The crowd erupts in cheers in anticipation for Waylon Cash. Suddenly the strobes stop, but entrance ramp remains empty. The crowd buzzes with confusion and anticipation as the music continues to play.
Blake Updegraff IV: Don't be bashful, come on out, Waylon.
A figure in a wheelchair emerges from behind the curtain and the fans' cheers turn to boos as they realize its Benjamin Atreyu in a horrible red wig, a pair of acid wash jeans, and a t-shit that reads “I Heart Southern Rock”. He slowly wheels himself down the ramp onto the arena floor, stopping every once in a while to grip his back in pain.
Zach Davis: This is disgusting, Benjamin Atreyu is mocking the man he put into hospital last week.
Shannan Lerch: I don't see Benjamin Atreyu, I just see Waylon Cash.
Benjamin Atreyu attempts to high-five an audience member, but falls out of his wheelchair onto the floor. He lays on the ground writhing in pain for a moment, but then turns himself around and slowly pulls himself back onto the wheelchair with a great deal of struggle. He sits back down into the wheelchair and spends a moment catching his breath. He pushes himself forward to the ring, continually adjusting his wig to keep it from falling off. He pulls himself back out of his chair and crawls into the ring, two ring attendants fold up his wheelchair and slide it in with him.
Zach Davis: Look at him, drawing out this grotesque display.
Benjamin Atreyu slowly unfolds the chair and pulls himself back into it. He gestures for a microphone and a ring attendant reaches into the ring and hands him one
Blake Updegraff IV: I would just like to start by saying, I'm so...
Benjamin “Waylon Cash” Atreyu: Blake, you ain't gotta apologize for nothin', y'all. See, y'all, its me who should be sorry for bein' such a doggone fool, y'all. See, I neva' should have got back in this here ring, y'all. I shoulda retired year's ago, y'all. Being powabombed over yonder on that there entrance thingy showed me that, y'all. As I was sittin' in that hospital, I got a-figurin', figurin' that I shoulda neva stepped in this ring with Mista Specta, y'all. I shoulda just stayed home and sipped my moonshine. So, I just wanna apologize to all these here fans, for being such a hopeless failure, y'all. I'm just a down home southern boy, deep down in my heart, y'all. I have no place in these here big city lights, y'all. I was a fool for thinkin' I could hang with the big dogs, a damn fool, y'all.
Zach Davis: This is disgusting.
Shannan Lerch: Shut up.
Benjamin “Waylon Cash” Atreyu: I also wanna apologize to that handsome, talented, rich, smart, glorious, future hall of famer, future world champion, “God Given Greatness” Benjamin Atreyu...y'all. It must have been damn hard for you to take time out of ya busy day just to come out and powabomb my sorry, ugly, talentless ass onto that there entrance thingy, y'all. I want to apologize for bein' so damn worthless in the ring. I want to apologize for bein' so damn stupid and stickin' my nose where it shoulda neva' been. I'm fixin' to make it up to you, Mister Atreyu, by neva' showin' my stupid, worthless, ugly, banjo-playin', Country-lovin', homo-bashin', bible-belt, ass again.
“White Trash Renegade” suddenly blares over the P.A. System, and Waylon Cash slowly steps out onto the stage. The crowd cheers loudly as his music dies down.
Waylon Cash: You boys think you're pretty funny, huh?
Blake Updegraff IV: Waylon! Waylon, how is your back doing?
Waylon Cash: My back's gonna be fine. What you should be worried about is your boy there. When my back heals, Imma come straight for you, Benji. You played chicken with a train, and you're about to find out what it REALLY means to lose.
Blake Updegraff IV: Waylon, Waylon, we can work this out without violence. All joking aside, I apologize for the fact that Benjamin Atreyu made a statement last week. I apologize for the fact that he exposed you for the weak little hillbilly you've always been.
Waylon Cash: You might wanna shut your mouth.
Blake Updegraff IV: My point is, there is no need to fight. Benjamin and I feel terrible about what we did, and I think that's punishment enough. Besides, that isn't the only reason I came out here tonight. Waylon, I want to announce your opponent for next week. I talked to management, and your opponent for next week just happens to be my newest client.
Suddenly, Waylon is knocked to the ground by a hard chair shot from off camera. The camera pans back to show a satisfied Hardcore McMurderkill standing over Waylon.
Blake Updegraff IV: You will be facing Hardcore McMurderkill, and now that he's signed with me, you can count on being his first victim.
The crowd boos, and FU Pay Me plays again as Blake and Benjamin walk up the ramp. All three men stand over Waylon for a moment, before Atreyu drops his wig on the fallen wrestler, and Blake counts out a stack of cash to hand to McMurderkill. All three men share a laugh, and then disappear behind the curtain.
Zach Davis: Okay folks, our next match up will be the triple threat match pitting "The villian" Adam Young verses "GEKIDO" Jay Williams verses Hunter Valentyne.
Shannan Lerch: This should be one entertaining match-up!!
"GEKIDO" Jay Williams is already in the ring as "Something in Your Mouth" by Nickleback plays over the loud speakers as Hunter makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos.
Zach Davis: At least we know how the fans feel about him.
He stops in the middle of the ramp as green and black pyros go off behind him.
Shannan Lerch: He is an impressive individual.
Zach Davis: Shannan!! Control yourself!!
Hunter slides in underneath the bottom rope as he puts his hands on the top rope and glares menacingly into the camera. He is cascaded by boos as the intensity in this face is shown to the world. Pyros go off in the background as his glare is never changing. The boos continues as the next opponent in introduced.
Shannan Lerch: Our next competitor is next...
"Man of constant sorrow" by Charm City Devils starts playing. The fans are wondering who's on their way to the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Looks like Adam Young's legal team is on its way to the ring.
Jackson Beauragard Jackson stapes into the arena in a grey suit with white dress shirt, red tie and a white Stetson. He walks to the ring waveing at the fans. He climbs into the ring asking for a microphone.
J.B.: Hello WCF my name is Jackson Beauragard Jackson and I am the attorney of WCF superstar "The Villain" Adam Young. I'm out here to inform one Corey Black that under Adam's current contract with WCF that he will not be appearing at XIII in Norway. WCF owner Seth Lerch and Mr.Young have had talks this week and both sides have deemed that Mr.Young under current circumstances will only be wrestling in a WCF ring and if you continue to keep slandering Mr.Young instead of faceing him in a WCF ring WCF itself will continue to use the Creeping Death gimmick and tarnish your name in professional wrestling.
The arena lights go out and "Bottom" by TOOL hits as a white strobe lights flash on the entrance. Out steps Adam Young and Johnathan Boss. The fans are going crazy chanting "BTJ" as they approach the ring.
Adam Young: Corey Black I'm waiting son. You can't dodge me forever. You agreed to a fight and you no showed, in my eyes and the world's eyes that makes you a coward. Your the lowest form of a human being ever. Your lower than Adolf Hitler son. One day and I do mean one day real soon you will fill the rath. Now Seth Lerch J.B. is going to leave those papers with Shannan for your legal team to look over and we hope your on board.
J.B. places legal papers in front of Shannan and the trio leaves the ringside area under chants of "BTJ".
[DING!- DING!- DING!]
Zach Davis: This match is underway!!
All three circle the ring, before lunging forward and colliding with each other. Hunter Valentyne steps away, allowing Young and Williams to collide with each other. You Irish whips Williams to the ropes.
Williams Irish whips Young into the ropes. young bounces off the ropes and charges at Jay Williams, but Williams drops down and Young bounces over him....
Hunter Valentyne dropkicks Adam Young right in the face. Jay williams quickly stands up and charges at Valentyne, but Hunter charges at Williams and connects with running mounted punches. Adam young quickly stands up and runs over to Valentyne and grabs him...
Shannan Lerch: The Villian quickly nails Valentyne with three quick shots to the mouth.
Young quickly gets around Hunter Valentyne and gets him into a abdominal stretch. Valentyne immediately begin to scream.
Zach Davis: already we have ourselves our first submission maneuver, in the match.
Shannan Lerch: See how The Villian has that wrenched on...
Jay Williams nails Adam Young with a double fist, to the back of the head. Hunter Valentyne falls down to the mat, eveentually falling out of the ring. Young goes down to both knees, on the mat. Williams grabs Young but,
Young grabbed williams by the front of his ringwear and forces him face first into the top turnbuckle. Young quickly charges at Williams and...
Zach Davis: A quick kick to the mid-section of Jay Williams!
Adam Young grabs the top ringrope and begins to stomp down onto a slumping Jay Williams. Williams, now completely laying down, almost under the bottom ring rope.
Shannan Lerch: Young is using his leg to choke Jay Williams.
WCF Senior referee comes over and advises Adam Young to walk away from Williams. "GEKIDO" Jay williams ends up falling off the ring apron and falling ring side.
Zach Davis: Williams nearly fell on top of Hunter Valentyne!!
Valentyne stands up, grabbing his lower back. Valentyne grabs Williams....
Shannan Lerch: Hunter Valentyne irish whips Jay Williams into the security barrier.
Valentyne grabs Williams...
Zach Davis: Valentyne just Russian leg sweeped Jay Williams into the ringside security barrier!!
Williams slumps down onto the ringside flooring.
Shannan Lerch: but, Hunter Valentyne doesn't see....
Quickly, Adam Young was already on top of the top turnbuckle and...
Some of the crowd cheers as Adam Young nailed Hunter Valentyne with a flying cross body. Young picks up Valentyne and...
Young nails Valentyne with a European uppercut forearm.
Zach Davis: Another European uppercut.
Young grabs Valentyne and irish whips him, ringside...
Valentyne whips Young, but The Villian stops and turns around. Valentyne charges at Young.
Shannan Lerch: Back body drop!!
Zach Davis: The referee is being very lenient. But, he's not got going to be that much patient with the ring side count. They need to bring the action back inside the ring.
Hunter Valentyne arches his back, in pain, from landing back first onto the ringside mats. Valentyne slowly gets up and looks at Adam Young who taunts Valentyne. Hunter charges at Young...
Shannan Lerch: REDEMTION!! SUPERKICK!!
Zach Davis: But watch out Adam Young!! Jay Williams stand right behind The Villian....
Shannan Lerch: GERMAN SUPLEX!!
Jay Williams grabs Young and tosses him back into the ring.
Zach Davis: Williams rolls up Adam Young for the pin....
Zach Davis: Jay Williams almost walked away with a win there.
Williams quickly stands up, stalking Young. Hunter Valentyne is slowly getting up, from the ringside area. Adam Young slowly stands up...
Shannan Lerch: Spinebuster!!
Williams drops two quick elbows onto Adam Young. Williams goes down to pcik up The Villian and Adam young pops Jay williams on the mouth. Young quickly stands up and takes a swing at Jay Williams, but misses. Williams ducks behind Young....
Zach Davis: Dragon suplex!!
Williams runs a few feet away and waits for Adam Young to stand up.
Shannan Lerch: Where's Hunter Valentyne?!
Zach Davis: Adam Young is slowly standing. Here comes Jay williams, running towards The Villian.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes Hunter Valentyne!!
Valentyne jumps onto the ring apron, then onto the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Huner Valentyne leaps off the top turnbuckle and nails Adam Young with a double sledgehammer smash, on the top of his head!!
Williams not stopping, rolls into sommersault and....
Shannan Lerch: Jay Williams did not see that coming. Hunter Valentyne pops Williams right in the face with a stiff kick.
Valentyne chokes Williams with his right boot, while pulling up on the top ringrope. Stanley Moser intervenes and tells Valentyne to back off, which he does, but not right before he stomped his boot right onto the side of Jay Williams' head. Valentyne grabs Williams and tosses him into the corner....
Zach Davis: But, look out!! Jay Williams rolls into a sommersault and....
Zach Davis: ...catches Hunter Valentyne off guard with a rolling clothesline!!
Shannan Lerch: But, watch out!!
Adam Young creeps up behind Jay Williams.
Zach Davis: Dragon Sleeper!!
Jay Williams flails around, as Adam Young clinches down onto the dragon sleeper!!
Adam Young: I got this bitch!!
The crowd boos... LOUDLY!
Crowd: YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!!
Zach Davis: but, I think Adam young is distracted, he don't see...
Valentyne hits Adam Young on the top part, of his back. That causes Young to let go of the dragon sleeper.
Shannan Lerch: That hit causes The Villian to let go of that nasty dragon sleeper.
Hunter grabs Young and Irish whips him hard into the corner. That causes The Villian to bounce off the corner...
Zach Davis: German suplex by Hunter Valentyne!!
Valentyne goes for the pin.
Shannan Lerch: The referee slides into position...
Hunter Valentyne cannot believe it. He slams both of his hands onto the mat.
Zach Davis: The frustration is beginning to show on the face of Hunter Valentyne!
Valentyne stands up and begins to stalk Young!
Shannan Lerch: But, a groggy Jay Williams is standing right behind Hunter Valentyne!!
Williams grabs Valentyne, who freaks out.....
Zach Davis: Inverted ddt!!
With both Valentyne and Young down, on the mat. Jay williams quickly goes to a nearby corner.
Shannan Lerch: Jay Williams goes up to the top turnbuckle....
Zach Davis: JAY WILLIAMS WITH A FROG SPLASH ON HUNTER VALENTYNE!!
Shannan Lerch: But, that one looked like it hurt!! Jay williams is down, grabbing his mid-section!!
Jay Williams is seen screaming, as he grabs his mid-section.
Jay Williams, Hunter Valentyne, and Adam Young are all down onto the mat and no one is moving. the crowd is completely onto their feet! they are screaming, 95% of them are cheering for Jay williams!
Crowd: LET'S GO JAY WILLIAMS, LET'S GO!! <clap-clap> LET'S GO JAY WILLIAMS, LET'S GO!! <clap-clap> LET'S GO JAY WILLIAMS, LET'S GO!! <clap-clap>
Williams slowly gets to his knees, still clutching his ribs. Hunter Valentyne slowly gets up. As Williams walks over to Adam Young, Hunter Valentyne approaches Williams and knees him into the mid-section which causes the former World Champion to wince in pain. Valentyne Irish whips Williams into the ropes.
Jay Williams ends up tossing Hunter Valentyne into the ropes. Adam Young slowly stands up, wobbly. Valentyne bounces off the ropes and Jay Williams dips down for a back body drop, but Hunter Valentyne leaps over Jay Williams. But, Adam Young, wobbly and all barely spins around in time to see Valentyne charging at him...
Zach Davis: REDEMTION!! SUPERKICK!!
Shannan Lerch: No! Hunter ducks it!
Zach Davis: Hunter rolls Young up from behind out of nowhere.
Shannan Lerch: Holy crap, there it is! Hunter Valentyne picks up the win!
Hunter rolls out of the ring as Williams realizes what happened. Valentyne raises his arm in the air, grinning, as Williams gives the ref a stiff kick, just for the hell of it.
Zach Davis: Hm. Oh, Jay Williams..
Shannan Lerch: BIG victory for Hunter Valentyne here tonight.
The camera opens on the inside of Doc's locker room. Seated at an octagonal table is the Southern Rogue himself, and across from him is none other than WCF Legend Bobby Cairo. The two men are nearing hour three of a poker game as evidenced by the large piles of money, and personal possessions that are in the pot. Standing all around the two men are Mary and a bevy of very scantily clad women. So provocative are their bikinis that the thongs have a censor blur on them.
Doc Henry: Come on now Bobbarino, don't chicken out, I know you have got to have something...
Bobby looks at his hand, back at Doc, and back at the pot one last time before chewing on his lower lip. Pulling off his gold Rolex, he stares at it for a few seconds...
Bobby Cairo: I'll raise you the value of my watch, $20,000.
The women all look on with lust in their eyes, as Bobby places it nervously in the pile. Doc just stares stoically at Cairo, before picking up the watch.
Doc Henry: If this is worth $20,000, then you got screwed my friend. Still, I could hock it for $500, so I'll see your $20,000.
Doc tosses the watch back down, and pulls out his own old pocket watch, laying it on the pile.
Doc Henry: I'll raise you Sasha's bra...
With that, Doc reaches up to the buxom redhead next to him and rips her top off, spilling an award winning pair of tits into the open. Not to be outdone Cairo rips off the entire outfits of the three women beside him and drops them on the pile. Doc simply smiles at the naked trio.
Doc Henry: Call.
Doc deftly removes the rest of the Redhead's clothing as well as the Asian next to him, and his wife Mary. Cairo lays his cards down and smiles broadly.
Bobby Cairo: Not as pretty as the feast of flesh around us, full house, 7's and 4's!
As Bobby is proud of himself, he looks back to Doc and strokes the asses of the naked women at his side. Doc just cooly stares at Bobby, one hand holding his cards the other, hidden by the table but obviously busy with the Japanese Cherry blossom at his left.
Doc Henry: Not a bad hand there Bobby-baby, Sailing Rednecks is hard to beat... However...
Doc flops his hand down as Mary places a finely rolled Cuban cigar in his mouth and lights it.
Bobby Cairo: All fall to the Four Horsemen...
Doc's grin widens as Mary and Sasha begin to rake the pile into a duffel bag, his hand of four K's and a deuce kicker lay proudly on the table.
Doc Henry: Now that the fun is over Bobby, it's time we got down to business.
At those words the three naked beauties at Cairo's side slowly strut behind Doc, as Mary raises a nickle .45 and levels it at Bobby's chest. Bobby, looks on in horror, the tent in his pants deflating rapidly. He begins gesturing wildly with his hands as the tone in his voice becomes animated.
Bobby Cairo: Doc, I thought there was to be an old fashioned Roman Orgy when we were done... What the fuck?!?
Doc Henry: Oh, there will be Bobby... After you learn not to cross the ToT...
Without warning, Doc leaps over the table and tackles Cairo to the floor, laying into him with rights to the head, and lefts to the gut. Due to the immense amount of alcohol that Cairo has consumed, as well as being distracted by tits and ass, Cairo is caught completely off guard as the South's Favorite Son busts him open. Doc hauls Cairo to his feet, and sends him head first into the steel lockers.
Doc Henry: Bobby, you used to be great, now you're nothing more than Fly's lackey. Johnny Reb is right, that prick is bad for this business. Just look what he did to a proud Southern man like Kid P. He took him from greatness, and made him a bitch. No one does that to a Son of Dixie on my watch and gets away with it, no one!
As Bobby tries to speak, Doc hauls him to his feet and slingshots him towards Mary, who hits him with an epic Naked Spear! Kissing his wife deeply, he reaches down to pick up Bobby.
Doc Henry: The only thing keeping me from doing worse to you than Price got, is that I actually like you...
With that said, Doc lifts Cairo up and slams him through the Poker table with a Gambler's Hand. As Cairo is laying broken and bloody on the floor, the women surround Doc and begin to remove his clothing. Sasha and Mary, however first toss Bobby out of the locker room and he crashes into Hank Brown, who gets a fleeting glimpse of the carnal celebration beginning in Doc's locker room.
Hank Brown: Damn that Doc sure knows how to party...
Cairo drunkenly pulls himself to his feet, using Hank to support himself. Bobby looks around, not entirely sure what just happened. Suddenly it dawns on Bobby: Doc Henry set him up. That's right Doc promised Bobby tits and pussy and he left him with an ass whooping. That don't sit too well with Cairo, who scowls for a moment and then glares into Hank Brown's eyes. Hank is just standing there, looking pretty damn shocked by this whole development.
Hank Brown: Are you OK, Bobby? What the hell happened?
Bobby Cairo: You don't worry about that, Hank.
Cairo swipes some blood from his lips and then sucks it from his fingers as if he were sucking on Mary's titties.
Bobby Cairo: All you need to worry about is what I am going to do to Doc and...
Cairo chuckles, a demented sneer on his face.
Bobby Cairo: Doc's wife. I might be too boozed up right now to know where I'm standing, but eventually I will sober up and believe me when that happens there will be consequences. You don't cross Bobby Cairo and you don't cross Pantheon. Doc Henry...
Cairo takes a deep breath before unleashing all of the putrid hate that is harbored inside of him.
Bobby Cairo: ...is a dead man! As for Mary...
Cairo licks his lips. He lowers his hands and makes a scooping motion as if he's grabbing himself two handfuls of Mary's sexy ass. Bobby smiles, betraying his previously hostile demeanor, if only because he's got sex on his brain.
Bobby Cairo: She's going to find out what it's like to be Bobby Cairo's bitch.
Bobby flashes a devious smirk at Hank and then drunkenly stumbles away. All Hank can do is just stand there with a dopey expression of bewilderment on his face, as sex sounds now begin emerging from Doc's locker room.
Mary: YES! YES! YES! OOOOOOH! GIMME ALL YA GOT, DOC THE COCK! OOOOOOH! YESSSS!
Hank tries to sneak a peak inside of the room, but of course Doc's locker room door has been securely locked. Hank sighs and walks away.
Hank Brown: Foiled again...
Kyle Steel: The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first. . .
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 and Kamen Rider Subrashi. The crowd starts to cheer for their arrival. They walk down the ramp and jump on the canvas. Hall rolls into the ring while Kamen springboards in, and they go to a different turnbuckle and mount it. Hall gives the devil horns while Kamen pumps the crowd up.
Kyle Steel: Billed at a combined weight of 425 pounds, they are from Des Moines, Iowa and Japan. They are Joel HALL and Kamen Rider SUBRASHI! And their opponents. . .
"From Out of Nowhere" by Faith No More rings out over the PA system... and out come Kid Phantasm and Nightmare, the Unstable Elements. On their way to the ring they slap a few fans' hands... upon reaching ringside, they slide into the ring and begin quietly whispering to each other as they size up their opponents.
Kyle Steel: Billed at a Undisclosed weight although we all know Phantasm is bigger, they are apart of the Pantheon. They are the Unstable ELEMENTS!
Shannan Lerch: Some of the most liked wrestlers in the company stand in the ring. Phantasm and Nightmare are quite a group.
Zach Davis: Take a look though in the crowd. There are several Kamen fans in attendence.
The camera does pan around and shows that there are atleast six or seven grown fans wearing a full-body costume like Kamen himself. And then the camera pans back to the ring, with Nightmare and Kamen ready to get started. The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Nightmare launches straight at Kamen, attempting a quick lariat, but is brought to the mat with a drop toe hold. Kamen transitions straight into an ankle lock, but Nightmare rolls out, and pulls Kamen's legs out from under him. She mounts him, a fantasy in most men's minds, but she doesn't do the dirty. Well she does try; an eye rake attempt fails though due to the mask Kamen rides.
Zach Davis: What protection Kamen has. Nightmare can't reach the eyes.
Kamen grabs Nightmare, and shifts into a small package pin, trying to steal the quick victory.
Kamen doesn't care much about the pin break, as he pulls Nighty straight up, only to take her back down with a German Suplex. He pulls her up for a second one, but she pushes him away, using the momentum to fly straight into the corner for Phantasm to tag in. Kamen does the same, allowing the fresh Hall to take his place.
Zach Davis: Both Hall and Phantasm are quick out of the corner.
Shannan Lerch: Just how I like my men.
Hall is faster though and takes Phantasm down with a discus lariat. But Hall doesn't stop as he runs straight for the ropes and springboards off with a moonsault onto the champ. Hoping to end early, Hall locks in a scissored armbar, wrenching back with intensity.
Zach Davis: Hall is showing Phantasm why he is more than just the Emperor of Jobbers.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes Nightmare for the save.
But Kamen prevents her from breaking up the submission, sending her over the rope with a clothesline, following by a suicide dive onto her. But the distraction was enough for Phantasm to break free. He doesn't let go, though, keeping their wrists locked as he stands with hall. Staring in Hall's eyes for a moment, he takes Hall up and over with a wrist-clutch suplex, which on impact, is transitioned into a pin.
Zach Davis: Unstable Elements have taken control inside and out of the ring.
Indeed they have, as while Phantasm suplexed Hall, Nightmare threw Kamen into the barricade, an attack even his suit couldn't protect. She pulled the Japanese man up, bringing him over to the ramp, and Phantasm nods. Nightmare grins, followed by powerslamming the man onto the steel ramp.
Shannan Lerch: A brutal impact!
Zach Davis: Look though.
Hall was on his feet, and turns Phantasm around, locking him into a front facelock, also known as a suplex hold.
Zach Davis: Hall has Kid in the Zombie hold. What will follow?
Phantasm isn't going to lose just yet, and reverses so he has Hall in the front-face lock. Everyone knows what is coming, and indeed it does. The Ice Cap connects, and Phantasm goes for the pin.
Zach Davis: An Ice Cap should end this match
Phantasm and Nightmare get their arms raised and embrace in the middle of the ring.
Zach Davis: That was quite a match, indeed...
Joel Hall goes for a microphone; Kamen Rider stops the Unstable Elements before they can leave the ring.
Joel Hall: That's some nice fighting, Phantasm. We've given a crowd a real show pleaser. The Unstable Elements against 'Xtreme Fear' and the 'Masked Crusader' himself. And the Emperor of Jobbers? I guess you'd say I deserve this nickname.
Phantasm leads the crowd in a round of applause for Joel Hall. Up the ramp, we see six men dressed as Kamen Rider coming down to the ring; presumably, these are all Joel Hall's 'students'.
Joel Hall: Speaking of jobbers, these boys work hard. But they don't play harder enough. And that is disgraceful. That's why their training regime will be more intense than the previous days. Instead of fighting each other, they are going to fight real superstars. The lesson for today... was the element of surprise, guys. So... surprise!
Hall and Kamen Rider leave the ring as the six 'Kamen Riders' enter and begin attacking the Unstable Elements.
Zach Davis: And it looks like it's not over for Kid Phantasm and Nightmare! Phantasm grabs one of the Kamen Riders and just tosses him right over the top rope... Nightmare punches one of them in the throat... INFERNO DDT?! Good night costumed jobber!
Two of the jobbers clothesline Phantasm over the top rope, where he lands on his feet next to the jobber he threw outside. One of the jobbers in the ring grabs Nightmare and lifts her up for a reverse suplex, then drops her head-first to the mat.
Zach Davis: Now wait a second... that's the Straight Jacket Drop... that's Nathan von Liebert's move!
Shannan Lerch: That jobber looked kind of familiar...
The masked assailant then grabs Nightmare over his shoulder and begins hauling her up the ramp. In her thrashing she knocks his mask off.
Zach Davis: THAT IS NATHAN VON LIEBERT! NvL IS TAKING NIGHTMARE...
Phantasm is fighting three masked jobbers on the outside of the ring - he grabs one and throws him roughly into the ring-steps.
Shannan Lerch: Phantasm! Psycho just kidnapped your girlfriend, man!
Zach Davis: Kid Phantasm is knee-deep in jobbers... here comes another one- and he gets slammed to the mat outside with a sidewalk slam! Phantasm grabs another... and a DDT! One more to go... the crowd's going wild! Here it comes... ICE CAP! Kid Phantasm has cleared the table... but now he's looking around for his partner and not finding her...
Phantasm looks around... a group of fans point up the ramp yelling 'N-V-L.' Phantasm takes off up the ramp in a hurry.
Shannan Lerch: Guess he's finally having relationship problems!
Zach Davis: Oh my god, what did we just see here?
“THIS IS A PAID-FOR-ADVERTISEMENT BY FUTURE GODS INCORPORATED: TOMORROW WAS YESTERDAY” appears on the screen and fades back to black.
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A picture of Sarah Twilight fades into and off the screen.
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A picture of Oblivion, followed by a picture of Nathan Von Liebert, fade into and off the screen.
Narrator: Tired of has-beens, X-game rejects, and make-shift stables making you invest time in them just to disappoint you?
A picture of Gravedigger, followed by individual pictures of Jeff Purse, and the Team of Treachery fade into and off the screen. Blake Updegraff IV fades onto the screen with a black background behind him.
Blake Updegraff IV: Not anymore, we here at Future Gods Incorporated only want to bring you the best this industry has to offer. We utilize our resources to the best of their ability to pick out the most talented individuals that money can buy...and trust me, money can buy a lot.
Blake Updegraff IV fades out and is replaced by Benjamin Atreyu standing outside the Future Gods Incorporated headquarters.
Benjamin Atreyu: Future Gods Incorporated saw the kind of potential in me that no one else could. With thanks to this glorious company, I've been able to reach new heights in an industry that would have buried me under someone like FPV, HA! Now, I'm a household name and known all around the world as one of the greatest talents that wrestling has to offer.
It cuts to men in white coats standing in front of a large, gigantic sixties computer.
Benjamin Atreyu: With the help of State-of-the-Art, technology, we're able to cut down on the usual worthless dirt-bags and pick out only the very best.
It cuts to Blake Updegraff IV handing children candy.
Benjamin Atreyu: Plus, we give back to our community in a variety of ways.
It cuts back to Benjamin Atreyu.
Benjamin Atreyu: To be honest, you'd be a commie to not support us.
It fades to Blake Updegraff IV, Benjamin Atreyu, and Gein Spector standing in front of a black background.
Benjamin Atreyu: So don't be a commie, support Future Gods Incorporated, or the biggest criminal wins...
It fades to a picture of Kid Phantasm with “The Biggest Criminal in Wrestling” under it and fades to a logo that says “Paid for by the Future Gods of Incorporated and the counsel of people who hate Frank Venable” before fading to black.
Backstage, we see Kid Phantasm stomping through the WCF Arena hallways. He yells ahead of him:
Kid Phantasm: NATHAN VON LIEBERT! SHOW YOURSELF AND BE DEALT WITH!
He turns a corner and runs into a group of WCF personnel; trainers and the like, all trying to get him to stop. One of them, a referee, speaks up.
Referee: Kid Phantasm, please... Nathan von Liebert will be found and dealt with by the authorities, I'm sure. Just calm down, please.
Phantasm turns in the opposite direction, shouting even louder.
Kid Phantasm: NATHAN VON LIEBERT! COME OUT AND MEET YOUR FATE YOU SHITHEEL!
The WCF personnel chase Phantasm down the hallway; the referee puts his hand on Phantasm's shoulder and gets thrown roughly into the wall. The WCF staff back off.
Kid Phantasm: NATHAN VON LIEBERT! EVEN THE DEVIL WON'T SAVE YOU IF YOU HURT ONE HAIR ON HER HEAD... SO HELP ME GOD, I WILL DESTROY YOU!
Out of nowhere from the other end of the hallway, a voice answers... it's fellow Pantheon member and United States Champion Jeff Purse. He calmly shouts to Kid Phantasm.
Jeff Purse: Kid! Kid, we'll get her back! Just calm down a second and think.
Kid Phantasm: NOT TIME FOR THINKING! TIME FOR PAYBACK...
Phantasm continues to storm towards Purse, who approaches the Kid and grabs him by both shoulders.
Jeff Purse: I told you, Nathan von Liebert is too dangerous. I don't know why they keep letting him run amok in this company, but they have and this is what happens. People like NvL need to be handled... and Pantheon is here to handle them.
Phantasm goes to shout a response, but he can't... as he is choked by a wave of tears. And there, in the arms of "The Future" Jeff Purse, Kid Phantasm broke down and cried... for his Nightmare was over.
Jeff Purse: This isn't wrestling anymore... he kidnapped a Pantheon member. This is our business now... and I've been waiting for a reason to take him down.
Phantasm's sobbing slows.
Jeff Purse: Me and you, Kid... we'll get her back. We'll make that motherfucker sorry he ever messed with you.
Phantasm chokes a bit, then shouts in frustration...
Kid Phantasm: NATHAN VON LIEBERT MUST DIE!
Jeff Purse helps the broken WCF People's Champion up the hallway as he continues shouting...
Kid Phantasm: NATE VON LIEBERT... MUST... DIE...
Jeff Purse: Truer words have never been spoken, my friend. And together we're gonna make that happen.
The lights turn to a blood red as the crowd stands up on their feet, as the electronic beats of "Ghosts 'n Stuff" plays over the P.A. Out of the curtains comes Mr. FPV, signature duster and everything. He plays to the excited crowd like the circus ringmaster, fistbumping furiously along with the crowd and the music, and each fistbump triggers an explosion of black pyro from the stage.
FPV takes the walk down the ramp, slapping fans hands before climbing the steps and on top of the turnbuckles, where he fistbumps one more time, sending one more explosion of pyro throughout the arena. He climbs into the ring and sits in a lotus position in the corner, waiting for the match to start.
“I Know” by David Lynch plays on the sound system. Blake Updegraff IV struts out from behind the curtain, followed closely by his client, WCF Hardcore Champion Gein Spector. Blake throws his hands to the sky, and small green slips of paper begin to fall like confetti. The fans shower the men with boos when they realize the fake hundred dollar bills have Blake's face on them
Kyle Steel: Now coming to the ring, accompanied by Blake Updegraff IV, he is the reigning WCF Hardcore Champion: Geeeeiiinnn SPEC-TOR!!!
The fans scream for blood as the two men smile. Blake climbs the steps first, and holds the ropes open for Gein. Both men walk to the middle of the ring and revel in the jeers from the crowd as their music dies.
Zach Davis: It's pretty obvious that the fans are going to be behind FPV in this Hardcore Championship match, but Gein is no slouch. He defeated Oblivion to win that belt and that's quite an achievement, considering Oblivion's legacy in the Hardcore Division.
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is arguably the toughest Hardcore Champion that WCF has ever seen, and Gein took the belt from him. Of course he's coming off a grueling bout against arch-nemesis Waylon Cash, so Gein might not be one-hundred percent this week.
Zach Davis: And FPV is coming off a hellacious match of his own against Oblivion, during which both men effectively beat the poop out of each other before FPV finally prevailed, earning himself tonight's shot at Gein's belt.
Shannan Lerch: This is actually Gein's first defense of the Hardcore Championship, and if FPV has any say he'd like to make it Gein's last as well.
As if listening to the words that Shannan just said and agreeing with her, FPV nods his head and smiles while staring right into Gein's eyes. Gein is staring right back at FPV. Neither man is flinching or backing down as the referee takes the Hardcore Championship belt from Spector and holds it up so that the fans can see what's at stake in this match.
Zach Davis: It's been awhile since FPV has had gold around his waist. He would love to rectify that tonight but it won't be easy. Both men look ready to rip each others heads off.
Shannan Lerch: Aaannnd referee Zip Wingdinger calls for the bell--
Shannan Lerch: Let's hook 'em up!
As Shannan and Zach feign brawling with each other at the announce table, Gein and FPV lock horns for real inside of the ring. After battling to a collar and elbow stalemate, Gein drills FPV with several stiff knees to the midsection and backs FPV into the corner. Gein unleashes sledgehammer style forearm strikes to FPV's chest and the grimace on FPV's face is already telling a story.
Zach Davis: FPV is getting a taste of Gein's power early. Of course FPV is one of the toughest men in WCF so he's not going to quit no matter what you throw at him, but Gein understands the importance of setting the tone early in this match.
Gein looks to whip FPV into the far corner of the ring, but then stops short and drills FPV with another hard knee to the midsection. FPV doubles over in pain and Gein quickly lifts FPV and hits a Brainbuster in the middle of the ring. Gein stomps away at FPV for several moments and then climbs out of the ring, looking for weapons at ringside. Blake hands Gein a chair, which Gein accepts before climbing back into the ring. Before Gein can climb through the ropes, he's cut off by FPV. FPV hits a Double Knee Gutbuster, which is aided by the steel chair.
Shannan Lerch: Gein tried to incorporate the chair into the match, but it backfired that time and now Mr. FPV is in charge!
FPV grabs the chair and whacks Gein across the skull with it, not once, not twice, not thrice, oh hell, not even four, five, six, seven, eight or nine times.
Zach Davis: FPV just cracked Gein in the head with ten consecutive chair shots!
Shannan Lerch: FPV looks like a man possessed. You don't think he wants that Hardcore Championship? Look at the spittle oozing from his mouth. FPV might have rabies!
Crowd: FPV! FPV! FPV!
The possibly rabid FPV takes deep, heaving breaths, trying to compose himself after that frenetic outburst of chairshots that have left Gein sprawled face down on the mat. Blake yells obscenities at FPV from ringside, but FPV flips him off, drops the chair and makes the pin on Gein.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THR--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Zach Davis: Holy titty fucking Christ, I thought FPV had Gein dead to rites!
Blake offers boisterous shouts of encouragement to Gein, who struggles to his feet. FPV nods his head at Gein, admittedly impressed by the champ's resiliency, but that doesn't stop FPV from clocking Gein in the head with a stiff superkick.
Crowd: BOOM! Headshot!
The impact from the kick knocks Gein over the top rope. His body awkwardly dangles on the apron for a moment before landing with a thud on the arena floor. Gein looks to be in a world of hurt as FPV climbs out of the ring and walks around to the side where Gein is lying. FPV approaches Gein with caution, wanting to make sure that Blake isn't going to launch one of his infamous pepper spray attacks.
Shannan Lerch: FPV does have to be careful. Blake can interfere in this match and it would be perfectly legal. Nothing the ref can do about it.
FPV finally has enough and piefaces Blake to the ground, drawing a raucous cheer from the fans. FPV exchanges fist bumps with some sexy mamacitas at ringside and then turns his attention back to Gein. FPV pulls Gein to his knees, but Gein surprises FPV by striking him in the head with a wrench that he found under the ring. FPV staggers backwards. Gein bolts to his feet and hits Franky in the head with the wrench another half-dozen times. Rather than falling down, FPV sprawls backwards onto the security barrier at ringside. Gein drops the wrench, measures FPV and charges with a lariat that knocks FPV over the barrier, into the crowd.
Zach Davis: Those sexy mamacitas at ringside just got a lap full of FPV!
Shannan Lerch: Franky looks to be enjoying the view, his face pressed onto vagina, at least enjoying it as much as he can after being clobbered repeatedly with a wrench.
The blood from FPV's forehead drips onto the ladies' laps, giving the illusion that they're having their period right there in the stands. They giggle and squirm under the weight of FPV's body, possibly even having a series of powerful orgasms. FPV is roughly grabbed from his position of comfort and clamped into a Chicken Wing/Rear choke combination by the Hardcore Champion.
Zach Davis: FPV had his fun but now it's time to get back to the matter at hand. Gein Spector is trying to choke the life out of FPV and he's doing a pretty damn good job right now... aw shit, son, he just slapped the bodylock around FPV for added leverage.
Shannan Lerch: Tough spot for FPV. He might have to tap out or go to sleep here. I wouldn't mind sleeping with Gein, RAWR! but I don't think that's something that FPV wants to do.
Zach Davis: You would sleep with a broomstick, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: I've done it and I would do it again, you hateful little man.
FPV is simultaneously trying to fight the choke that Gein's got him locked in while also trying to conserve his energy. He knows that if he wastes his energy mindlessly struggling then he will fall prey to Gein's technique sooner than later.
Zach Davis: Smart defensive tactic here by FPV. He's got his hands in position to defend that choke as best as he can. He's not using a shit-ton of energy either. He's making Gein use his energy to keep that choke locked in tight, which is actually going to wear Gein down if FPV can survive here.
Shannan Lerch: It's the FPV best bet for escape. Hang on long enough for Gein to gas himself and then slip out of there. FPV's going to pay a price for it, but it's better than going to sleep... again, I wouldn't mind sleeping with Gein but--
Zach Davis: Enough, woman! This isn't eHarmony, it's a wrestling company!
Gein is screaming at FPV to tap, a rare show of unbridled emotion from the normally brooding nihilist. FPV refuses, continuing to defend the choke well even as the strain on his neck is apparent. Finally, Gein relents and releases the hold, realizing that he doesn't want to waste any further energy and tire out his arms if he's not going to get the submission. Gein barks at some of the fans seated in the near vicinity and they scatter from their chairs. Spector picks up a steel chair and clobbers FPV in the head with it. The breath gusts from FPV's mouth like a warm summer breeze before he crumbles to the ground. Gein makes the cover as the ref brushes past fans to get in position to make the count.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THRE--NO!!! KICK OUT!!!
Despite the very near fall, Gein decides against wasting his time by arguing with the ref's count. Instead, Spector gets to his feet and slides the steel chair under FPV's head. He flips FPV onto his belly and then pulls both of FPV's arms upward. Gein lifts his boot into the air and then drives it down with all of his might into FPV's skull. Gein isn't satisfied. He stomps FPV's skull three more times, driving it into the chair, before he finally seizes his onslaught.
Zach Davis: Vicious, ruthless antics by Gein Spector! He just repeatedly curb stomped FPV into that steel chair with sickening impact!
Shannan Lerch: The blood is gushing from FPV's face. This is horrible, Zach. I know it's hardcore rules, but a human being can only sustain so much punishment.
Spector takes a moment to admire his handiwork and soaks in the vociferous boos of the fans. He even flexes his physique, further mocking the fans with pseudo-Hulk Hogan style poses.
Zach Davis: This is out of character for Gein. He's normally not this demonstrative toward the fans.
Shannan Lerch: He's stepping up his game now that he's aligned with Future Gods. Gotta respect that!
Gein verbally taunts FPV while waiting for the ToT member to get to his feet. He calls Franky a sissy, a maggot, a punk ass bitch, a sell out, a corporate whore, a subatomic nerdbomber and a worthless jobber. It's that last insult that really gets under Franky's skin as he somehow manages to pull himself up to his knees and then his feet. Gein cackles wickedly and then waves goodbye to FPV. In the blink of an eye Gein jumps into action with a kick to the shin followed by a flying knee to the head.
Zach Davis: Midwest Nail! FPV has been laid out by Gein Spector!
Shannan Lerch: Franky put up a good fight but the Hardcore Champion brought the most vicious side of him that we've seen to date in this match.
Gein makes the pin as the victory appears academic from here.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREEeeee--NO!!!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Gein is immediately up to his feet and in the referee's face as the crowd explodes with cheers for Franky's escape.
Zach Davis: Spector is not a happy camper right now. He thought that should have been a three.
Shannan Lerch: It was exceptionally close, but Franky did get the shoulder up just in time. I think Gein really needs to keep his focus here and focus on putting FPV--
Gein Spector throttles the referee with a Midwest Nail and Zip Wingdinger is unconscious on the arena floor.
Zach Davis: Gein is a man with a strong sense of right and wrong and he believed that the referee was wrong. He made the ref pay for his actions.
Shannan Lerch: Was that Rule Two?
Zach Davis: Uh yeah, I think? Or maybe Rule Three?
Shannan Lerch: Doesn't Rule Three prohibit the forced quartering of soldiers outside of war time?
Zach Davis: That's the Third Amendment, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: I thought that's what we were talking about!
Zach Davis: You are a ditz, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: Oh yeah? Well why don't you get over there and offer your ref services instead of picking on a poor, defenseless Peruvian woman?
Zach Davis: I do not have a referee's license!
Shannan Lerch: Oh like that's even a real thing!
Gein drops down on top of FPV in a mounted position and begins pounding him with heavy punches, causing further blood to pour from Franky's face.
Zach Davis: FPV is no stranger to bloodletting during a match, but this is a terrible position for him. Gein is in total control. There is no referee. Blake is lurking in the background, waiting to pounce at any moment with that bottle of pepper spray if necessary.
Shannan Lerch: The deck is stacked against FPV here, but then isn't it always?
Zach Davis: You know what, Shannan? That's a damn good point. FPV is always the underdog. He's always the ant pushing the rubber tree up the hill, or... however that story goes. But he, uh, he keeps hope alive!
As if on cue, Franky springs into action, sweeping Gein to the ground and reversing position. FPV lets out a yell as he unloads with a flurry of short, crisp Bruce Lee style punches to Gein's face.
Zach Davis: Wowwww! What a comeback from Franky! Even as the blood drips into his eyes and cakes his face he's still fighting and right now he's opening up on Gein Spector!
Shannan Lerch: Look at those flying fists of fury from FPV! He spent about the last ten minutes of the match getting his tail kicked and now he's unloading with everything that he has inside of his body! Why can't he do that to me!?
FPV lets out another yell and then hops to his feet. He intercepts Blake, who is wielding his can of pepper spray ready to pounce. FPV hits a solid combination of punches to Blake's jaw, then measures him and blasts Gein's manager with a superkick
Crowd: BOOM! Headshot!
Zach Davis: Down goes Blake! Ahahahaha! I got a kick out of seeing that. Get it? A kick!
Shannan Lerch: Same here, Zach. That man is a gigantic douche nozzle.
Zach Davis: We agree on something? I have never felt more close to you than I do right now.
FPV turns his attention back to Gein, who is getting to his feet still stunned by the punches from FPV. Gein looks at the ground and sees Blake lying in a crumpled heap. He gets angry and charges at FPV. Franky looks for another superkick, but Gein ducks it. However, Gein isn't able to avoid the toe kick to the midsection that doubles him over. FPV hoists Gein and plants him into the floor with a vertical suplex. FPV kips up to his feet, gets a running start, leaps off a chair and flips onto Gein's throat with an awesome guillotine legdrop. The fans are ENTHRALLED with DELIRIUM by FPV's theatrics and guts and all the good shit that FPV brings to the table.
Zach Davis: FPV has Gein in trouble after hitting The Duster, but the referee is still out of it.
Shannan Lerch: FPV just noticed that, but he's still on the attack. He knows he can't let up for one moment and give Gein a chance to get back into this match.
FPV grabs Gein by the legs and catapults him into a sea of steel chairs that had previously been occupied by fans. Gein's head slams against one of the chairs and his body instantly goes limp.
Zach Davis: Oh my farking god and jebus! Gein Spector was knocked out cold by the impact of his head slamming against that chair!
Shannan Lerch: FPV calls that move The Pearly Gates and I think he might have just sent Gein to the Pearly Gates for real!
Zach Davis: Zip Wingdinger is finally coming to! FPV makes the pin! We could have a new Hardcore Champion!
Zip crawls over to FPV and Gein and and counts the pin.
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
THREEeeeeeee--NO!!!! KICK OUT!!!
The crowd collectively gasps in disbelief. They were ready to have a sexy dance party. No one is more shocked than FPV. He mouths the words "What the fuck" but no words actually exit from his mouth.
Zach Davis: That was as close as it gets! Spector kicked out but FPV is in the driver's seat here! Can he keep it together and win this match?
Shannan Lerch: He's scraping his jaw and his body off the floor and signaling for the end here! He's ready to put Gein Spector away once and for all!
If Gein wins: FPV stalks Gein, waiting for him to get up and then attacks with the superkick. Gein ducks it and hits a nasty lariat on FPV. Spector stumbles a bit before locking in the double underhook on Gein and lifting him for the Crucifix. Finally, he drops FPV on his head with sickening impact.
Zach Davis: Auto-da-fe! Gein hits it! He makes the cover on FPV!
Zip Wingdinger: ONE...
Shannan Lerch: Gein Spector defeats FPV! Very impressive title defense for Gein!
Zach Davis: Great match, back and forth action, both guys with near-falls, but Spector gutted out the victory like a true champion.
Gein checks on Blake and helps him to his feet before spitting on FPV and grabbing his Hardcore Championship belt. The fans boo loud enough to drown out Gein's theme music, displeased by the outcome of the match, while Gein and Blake celebrate a big win.
Shannan Lerch: Ah, well, hey- what's that?
FPV looks up to the jumbotron as well, as words begin to appear. His face contorts with confusion.
You THINK you have won
At the word "DIE," Frank's eyes briefly go wide before he shakes his head and exits the arena, trying not to act like the message got into his head. Gein and Blake laugh at him as he leaves.
Zach Davis: I'm being told, we have something interesting backstage.
Shannan Lerch: Could it have something to do with the Nightmare kidnapping?
Zach Davis: Let's hope so. Let's take it backstage.
A camera crew quickly shuffles down the hall. They turn into a dark small room. The cameraman slowly creeps in. Everyone hears small muffled screaming.
Shannan Lerch: Who is that screaming? Could it be Nightmare?!
Zach Davis: I don't know, Shannan. I know as much as you do, at this moment.
You still hear muffled screaming. The cameraman slowly turns a corner. Nothing.
Shannan Lerch: Damn!! This is crazy!! What has Nathan done to Nightmare?!
The cameraman crew continues to follow the sound of muffled screaming. You begin to hear high pitched squealing.
Zach Davis: What's happening!! Something's wrong!!
The cameraman crew shuffles quicker, has they turn a corner. They see Oblivion...
Shannan Lerch: OBLIVION?!?!
There is a mixture of boos and cheers. The cameraman crew slowly creeps in closer. Nightmare is tied onto a steel chair. She is wrapped with a coarse thick rope and barbed wire. Every time she tries to move around she either gets scraped or pricked by the barbs, of the barbed wire. She is gagged with a dirty, filthy used sock. Wrapped around her head/mouth is duct tape. Her eyes are wide open and her eyes are bloodshot from crying. She has fear in her eyes. Oblivion grabs her by the hair and pulls her head back. IT begins to nibble on her left ear. Nightmare screams, then whimpers before crying.
Nightmare(muffled whimper): NOO-O-O!!
Oblivion: Oh yes!! This IS happening!! You see my sweet... and yes you are very sweet!!
Oblivion slowly proceeds to lick up the left side of Nightmare's face, as IT tugs on her hair.
Oblivion: You see nightmare, WE want Pantheon!!
Nightmare(muffled whimper): We?
Oblivion: Us, we!! Tonight the WCF will see the true power in WCF!!
Oblivion begins to bite the side of Nightmare's neck, as he pulls down on her hair. The Monster then takes IT's dirty filthy long razor sharp nail and begin to scrape them down Nightmare's arms.
Shannan Lerch: No!! I can't watch!!
Oblivion: nightmare, your just a mere pawn, in this whole thing!! Oblivion has not forgotten about FPV!! His ass will be dealt with. especially if he wins that WCF Hardcore Championship!! IT will have something special to go after!! But, now IT has something special right here....
At that time, the Children of Oblivion rush into the room. Both groups of Gathering and The Vixens push of the camera crew, out of the room. All everyone can do is listen...
Nightmare: NO-O-O!!! AHHH-H-H-H-H!!!
Zach Davis: What in the blue Hell is going on?!?!
Shannan Lerch: I don't know, Zach!! But, we are now traveling down a road that goes beyond professional wrestling.
Zach Davis: Oblivion has a WAR going on with FPV. Now, IT is tormenting The Unstable Elements and Pantheon!!
Shannan Lerch: The question is... who is this WE that Oblivion was talking about?!
Zach Davis: Maybe, we find out. Oblivion verses Famine of the Vile is.... NEEE-EXTT-T!!
The show cuts to commercials.
We come back to Slam, and Famine of the Vile and Oblivion are both in the ring.
Zach Davis: Here we go. These two monsters are going to go head to head.
Famine of the Vile stand in the middle, of the ring, with Oblivion. Then all of a sudden, as the entire WCF Arena stands with complete silence....
Zach Davis: You can hear a pin drop in this place!!
Famine of the Vile and Oblivion stare at each other then.... THEY SLOWLY SHAKE HANDS.
Shannan Lerch: WHAA-A-ATTT-TT-T?!?!
Zach Davis: NOO-O-OO-O!! Famine of the Vile and Oblivion are joining forces!!
Shannan Lerch: Does that mean.... OH MY GOD!! There are so-o-o-o many questions!! Did Famine of the Vile knew about the kidnapping?! It's obvious NvL and Oblivion are in cahoots and NOW Faime of the Vile and Oblivion are working together. So does this mean Famine of the Vile and Nathan von Liebert are in cahoots?!
Zach Davis: I don't know but we're still scheduled to have a match.
Famine grabs a mic.
Famine: I told you darkness was coming. But I bet you never thought this is what I meant. Obviously we're not going to have a one on one match but we still want someone to fight. So why don't two of any of you rejects in the back come out here and go toe to toe with your worst nightmare?
Shannan Lerch: Who the hell is going to come out here and face these two maniacs?
Zach Davis: I doubt anyone in the back is that stupid
Suddenly two unknown guys come from the back and head to the ring. Famine and Oblivion wonder who the hell they are.
Zach Davis: Who the hell are these guys?
Shannan Lerch: Those two are trainees. They haven't even made it to the roster yet. Someone better pray for their souls.
Once the two men are in the ring, Famine walks up and stands in front of them.
Famine: And just who the hell are you two?
Guy 1: I'm Kid Quick.
Famine: Kid Quick huh? And you?
Guy 2: Adam Pierson.
Famine: Adam Pierson. Well gentlemen, I gotta give you credit for having the balls to come out here but I have to tell you. You just made the biggest mistake of your young lives.
Famine then whacks Adam Pierson with the mic on the forehead.
Shannan Lerch: Oh shit.
Zach Davis: You can say that again.
Shannan Lerch: Oh shit.
Zach Davis: I didn't mean that literally.
Famine starts clubbing Pierson with forearm shots to the back as Oblivion kicks Quick in the chest dropping him hard on the mat. Famine grabs Pierson and sets him up for the Hellseeker while Oblivion sets up Quick for 5150. BOOM!
Shannan Lerch: I guess these guys won't be training next week.
Zach Davis: That's an understatement.
Both Famine and Oblivion are on their feet again but it appears as though they aren't finished yet. Famine goes to the outside to get a table. He tells Oblivion something as he goes out. On the outside, Famine grabs the table and sets it up. Oblivion walks over to Quick and picks him up. He can barely stand up but Oblivion makes sure that he is on his feet long enough to toss him over the top rope with a powerbomb sending him right through the table.
Shannan Lerch: Jesus Christ!
Zach Davis: And here we thought that Famine alone was sick. This combination of him, Nathan and Oblivion is a dangerous one.
Famine then grabs a chair and gets inside the ring. He walks over to Pierson and picks him up. He sets the chair under Pierson's throat and then drops him and the chair down to the mat throat first. Pierson is holding is throat and coughing severely.
Zach Davis: My god he could have crushed his adams apple.
Pierson is now spitting out blood as Famine picks him up yet again. He tosses him over to Oblivion as he walks over to the turnbuckle. Famine sits at the top and tells Oblivion to hand him over. Oblivion hands him to Famine setting him up in a powerbomb position.
Shannan Lerch: Someone call security already. This is enough!
Zach Davis: I....I can't believe I just saw that.
Famine dropped Pierson through the ring with that massive powerbomb and is now climbing out. Oblivion helps him up as Famine then walks over to pick up the mic.
Famine: THIS is what will happen to any and everyone who gets in our way. The days of darkness have begun and there is no one. Ha Ha Ha. And I do mean NO ONE, who can stand up against Monsters Inc!
Famine and Oblivion raise their hands in the air. EMT's and a few refs come from the back to check on the two trainees. Oblivion grabs a mic...
Zach Davis: Oh good God, what now?!
Oblivion: LISTEN UP MEATSACKS!!
The giant screen pops up and shows a scared tied up Nightmare on the screen, crying her eyes out.
Oblivion: As you people can quite see, WE have Nightmare!! That's right we have Nightmare!! It's no surprise who is back there with Nightmare.
The camera pans up and shows mid-section down on the person who has Nightmare backstage.
Oblivion: We have one more friend that cannot be here right now. He's rather "busy", at this moment! He's been battling with a Phantam but, IT thinks he just about has that Nightmare wrapped up!! That's right bitches!! You all know who our friend is!! C'mon!! You have to be brain dead or at least have the mental capacity of FPV to not know is backstage with the precious, precious Nightmare. Because, we know who is back there!!
Nightmare has a hand squeezing her face and a voice talking to her.
A voice: Shh-h-h!! This will be all over soon!!
The crowd boos, as Famine of the Vile stands there with arms crossed with a nasty, creepy expression across his face.
Oblivion: We can hear you people.... "WHY?!? WHY?!?!" Why not?!?! Because... WE CAN!!! You see before you all... FAMINE OF THE VILE AND OBLIVION!! We have a third member... but unless you're braindead and cannot figure it out yet, it WILL be announced next week.
Famine steps forward, slightly and whispers into Oblivion's right ear.
Oblivion: Oh yea!! Not only is there us three, we have under good notice we will have a manager... of sorts. An adviser, if you will!!
Zach Davis: A manager?!?! Who will be nuts enough to manage Famine of the Vile, Oblivion, and their secret partner?
Oblivion: That will be also announced next week. But, now...
Shannan Lerch: An adviser?!
Oblivion: We have the power now!! We have ALL THE POW....
"Clock" by Beck begins playing over the loudspeakers as the curtain parts... and out comes Kid Phantasm, along with Jeff Purse. Both of them quickly walk, almost jogging down the aisle, towards the ring. Kid Phantasm has a mic in hand.
Kid Phantasm: You dirty motherfuckers!! You want my attention?! You want our attention?! You want Pantheon's attention?! You got it!! Where is Nightmare?!?
Oblivion and Famine of the Vile begin to chuckle.
Oblivion: Oh, she's in a "SAFE" place.
Kid Phantasm: MOTHERFUCKERS!! I WANT HER BACK!! YOU THREE ARE DEAD!!
Oblivion: DEAD?!? DEAD??! US DEAD!! Look here, asshole!! We have your bitch backstage with you know who!! I suggest you don't make anymore threats!!
Kid Phantasm: Who's with you?!? Who are you?!? We know you have a manager who is he?!? GOD DAMN IT!! TELL US!! TEL-EL-EL-ELL UU-USS-SS-S!!
Oblivion: We don't have to tell anyone a damn thing!!
Famine walks up to Oblivion and whispers in IT's right ear again. Oblivion responds to Famine...
Oblivion: IT should?! Really?! Okay....
Oblivion: You really wanna know!!
Kid Phantasm: Don't mess with us Oblivion!! You are way-ay-ay over your head now!! There's no way back!! Like you say... "NO WHERE TO RUN! NO WHERE TO TURN!! You might as well, tell us now!!
Oblivion: Against our better judgement... our manager is....
Zach Davis: Oh God that anticipation is killing me!!
Shannan Lerch: SHUT UP!! I cannot here Oblivion!!
Famine of the Vile anticipates the crowd's reaction, by running over to a nearby corner and climbing up to the second turnbuckle and raising up his arms...
Oblivion: Our manager is...
Kid Phantasm: Get on with it!!
Crowd: YES!! GET ON WITH IT!!
Zach Davis: Funny.
Oblivion: Our manager is....
"Run Rabbit Run" by Rob Zombie begins to play over the P.A. system....
Zach Davis/Shannan Lerch: NOOO-O-O-O!!
The Arena explodes with cheers!!
Zach Davis: It's Greenfever!! Greenfever is their manager!!
Greenfever slowly walks out to the entrance stage and stands there with his hands on his hips, looking around. Lights flicker. Everyone looks around Then the lights quickly go out and then come back on and Greenfever disappears.
Zach Davis: Damn it!! I hate it, when Greenfever does that!!
Oblivion: That's right gentlemen... our manager is GREE-EE-EENFEE-EEVER-ER-ERRR-R!!
Kid Phantasm: NO!! NO!! NO-O-O-O-O!!! Who are you guys?!?!
Oblivion: WE?!?! Who are we?!?! We are....
Famine of the Vile walks up to the mic, next to Oblivion and they scream out...
Oblivion/Famine of the Vile: MONSTERS INCORPORATED. Monsters Inc.!!
Kid Phantasm: I don't care what you guys call yourselves. You're all dead!! You hear me?! DEAD!!
The crowd screams and cheers as a beaten, bruised, and slightly bloodied Nightmare comes screaming down the aisle. Nightmare embraces Kid Phantasm. Kid looks at her, then quickly at Oblivion.
Kid Phantasm: WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!
Oblivion: Wouldn't you like to know!! The Monster did nasty things to her a-a-and... SHE LOVED IT!!
Oblivion: She is lying!! She loved it when IT was biting her neck. She moaned with ecstasy!! SHE LOVED EVERY MOMENT OF IT, KID PHANTASM!!
Kid Phantasm: NO!! No she didn't!! You guys are deadmen!! The Pantheon is going get their paybacks!! That's not if FPV kicks your ass first!!
Kid Phantasm puts his arm around Nightmare and they begin to walk back up the ramp. Jeff Purse looks at Oblivion and runs his right thumb across his throat.
Oblivion: That's right Jeff. you piece of waste!! Traitor!! Benedict Arnold!! Go ahead and side with Pantheon, you'll end up just like them....
Kid Phantasm, Nightmare and Jeff Purse walks away, as Famine of the Vile and Oblivion go to separate corner and climb up the turnbuckles. they raise their arms to a mixed crowd.
The titantron springs to action with a video package. The following words introduce us to the video:
“The Most Accomplished Wrestler in the WCF history”
The titantron flashes to an image of the classic ‘Face of Treachery.’ He smiles mischievously into the camera before we switch to clips of Logan winning his five World Titles, three WAR matches, five United States Titles, two Tag-Team Titles, and Television Title. We see images of Logan in the ring with different versions of the Team of Treachery, we see him eating hot dogs, calling opponents boudles, and lastly wearing a red wig. The screen switches to text once more.
“Somewhere deep down I think he knows this, I know he knows what happens when two wrecking balls collide, one of them is going to break down, and we both know it isn’t going to be me. I’m just better than Jonny Fly, simply better. The man is a bitch.” -Logan
The words slowly face off the titantron and are replaced by different text reading:
“The Most Dominant Wrestler in the WCF today”
The titantron flashes to an image of Jonny Fly flashing his trademark smirk at the camera. We switch to clips of Fly’s undefeated string of victories leading up to and during his Television Title run. We see him ending the career of Aaron Miles with a Fly Swatter off the top of a ladder, we see him pinning the legendary Corey Black to win his first WCF World Title, hitting Sarah Twilight with a Fly Swatter, and then finally making Jay Price tap to win the World Title for a second time. Lastly, we see Fly standing in the ring last week with Bobby Cairo, Jeff Purse, Kid Phantasm and Nightmare as Logan is removed from the building without getting his World Title shot. The screen switches to text.
“I'm 'Mr. WCF' these days, I'm the main attraction, I'm the man to beat, I'm the gold standard. Tell Logan to pull out those old 2003 photo albums, that's as close as he'll ever get to seeing himself at the top of the WCF again.” –Jonny Fly
One last image emerges on the titantron, an up close image of the WCF World Heavyweight Championship. It shows on the titantron for seemingly ever, before slowly fading away. We go down to ringside.
Shannan Lerch: Can you believe it, a World Title match on Slam!
Zach Davis: LOGAN VERSUS FLY! I’M FUCKING PUMPED FOR THIS!
Shannan Lerch: As am I Zach, this is a match that you’ll know will be talked about for months, if not years.
Zach Davis: It’s also a match that, of course, should have taken place last week, but since Jonny Fly is a piece of shit...
Shannan Lerch: WATCH HOW YOU TALK TO MY MAN!
“Master of Puppets” plays and Seth Lerch walks out wearing a striped referee’s uniform. The crowd BOOS as heavily as we’ve possibly ever heard. Lerch walks toward the crowd to slap some hands on his way down to the ring, but nobody sticks their hands out to slap his. Offended, Lerch shouts some obscenities towards the fans inciting a further negative reaction. Lerch slides into the ring and prepares for his job as special guest referee.
Zach Davis: It’s good to see Seth back. I personally missed him.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, it’s great, I guess, whatever. He better call this match down the middle.
Zach Davis: You’re not honestly expecting that are you? Lerch is out here for one reason only; to avenge what happened to his friend Logan last week by Fly and the rest of Pantheon.
The beginning drum intro of "The Struggle Within" by Metallica plays loudly and rumbles the speakers. Fans all too familiar to the theme for this certain superstar cover their ears to shield them from the extremely loud drum roll. After the climax of the epic drum intro the song breaks into rhythm and Logan appears at the top of the ramp to stand in place. He looks totally furious yet determined, narrowing his eyebrows and clamping his lips tight and taking deep breaths in through his nose while looking around at the screaming excited audience. Despite the maddening expression, something about his presence gives off the idea that he's happy to be there. And so, Logan makes his descent down the ramp. He hits ringside and slides in underneath the bottom rope with quickness. Logan climbs the nearest turnbuckle and fixates glaring eyes on the booing crowd, then; both his arms slowly rise above his head. The passion in his eyes refuses to die as he drops his arms back down to his sides and hops off the turnbuckle. "The Struggle Within" fades out leaving Logan talking to Lerch in the corner of the ring strategizing for the coming match.
Zach Davis: Logan is no stranger to this type of match. He can’t be happy about what happened to him last week and you better believe Fly has his work cut out for him.
Shannan Lerch: I have to agree Zach; nobody has more accomplishments in this company’s history than Logan. He’s way too proud to bow down to Fly…unfortunately.
The lights in the arena fade out. After a few suspense filled seconds the words ‘The Dynasty’ appear in bold italic lettering on the jumbotron as the beginning of “Requiem for a Tower” begins to play. A single spotlight turns on and illuminates the silhouette of a man standing on the stage. As the song hits the 50 second mark and the music picks up the lights come on revealing Jonny Fly.
As Fly stands with the WCF World Heavyweight Championship around his waist and his eyes directly fixed on Logan inside the ring, the crowd is going FUCKING NUTS. Fly stands motionless on the stage as the jumbotron changes to the words ‘This is the Era of Jonny Fly.’ Fly looks out at the masses cheering him on as the music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Fly cracks a small smile and slowly and deliberately begins to make his way toward the ring. The music picks up one last time and Fly stops at the bottom of the ramp with his eyes directly fixed on the ring. He cracks his trademark arrogant smirk causing another negative reaction from the crowd. Fly unwraps his World Title belt and nonchalantly tosses it off to the side, refusing to even bring it into the ring. He walks toward the ring steps and uses them to elevate himself into the ring. Logan steps forward as Fly stands in the ring and the two men come face to face.
Zach Davis: No matter what you think of either man, this is an iconic sight right here.
Chants of ‘Jonny Fly’ are ring out throughout the arena and quickly afterward are changed to ‘Logan sucks’ as the two men continue their stare down in the center of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: The beauty of a World Title match is that at the end, there are no excuses to be made. One of these two men is going to lose to the other TONIGHT.
Zach Davis: These are two of the proudest guys who have walked through the doors of this company, and for the man that wins, he’ll be positioned as the best wrestler in one of the strongest points in WCF history.
Seth Lerch retrieves the World Title from the outside and brings it into the ring raising it in the air for the fans to see. Quickly, Seth shoves the title into the hands of Logan who proceeds to SMACK Fly across the forehead with it!
Zach Davis: BOOM! Headshot! THIS MATCH HAS STARTED!
Shannan Lerch: Cheap shot is more like it! AND ISN’T THAT PHRASE TRADEMARKED!?
Seth gathers up the World Title and tosses it out of the ring. As Logan drops to his knees to continue the attack on Fly, Seth Lerch calls for the bell to officially begin the match.
Ding, Ding, Ding!
Zach Davis: Logan already taking it to Fly with a combination of punches on the mat!
Logan reaches down and lifts Fly to his feet. He goes to whip him against the ropes, but Fly stops his momentum, counters, and then destroys Logan with a HUGE clothesline.
Shannan Lerch: Sheesh. What strength!
Fly quickly gathers Logan and brings him back up. He goes to whip Logan against the ropes this time, but Logan reverses it, and this time it’s his turn to deliver a clothesline. Wasting no time, he bounces off the ropes and delivers a knee drop to Fly's face. Logan walks over to Fly leg’s and does a replica-FPV maneuver, slingshotting Fly into the turnbuckle. Fly is jarred out of the corner upon impact and Logan spins his body three-hundred and sixty degrees and uses all of his momentum to absolutely CRUSH Fly’s jaw with an uppercut. Fly hits the mat hard.
Shannan Lerch: DISCUS FLY! BY LOGAN!
Zach Davis: Logan has firmly taken control of this match. Not that I expected anything less, he’s the fucking man.
Shannan Lerch: Hater.
Logan tries to pull Fly to his feet, but the World Champion suddenly surprises him with a kick the stomach and tries to drop him with a cutter. Somehow, Logan is able to reverse it, and pushes Fly to the ropes, and grabs him and delivers a suplex to him upon his return.
Zach Davis: I love lollipops.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell does that have to do with anything?
Zach Davis: I was just putting it out there. I haven’t had one in awhile, I really want one.
Shannan Lerch: You want me to teach you how to suck on one?
Logan bends over and begins punching away again at Jonny Fly. At the count of six, he stop momentarily, then goes right back to work.
Shannan Lerch: Sheesh, Logan, get off the man’s face. That’s his second best feature, dammit!
Zach Davis: Is Fly losing this match going to make you cry, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: If you were wondering, Zach, his best feature is the Flyacanda.
Logan again pulls Fly up, but this time Fly finds some offense. He sends a series of punches toward Logan’s gut. Logan tries to whip him, but Fly reverses it again. Fly grabs him and hits a backbreaker. Fly takes a few steps back and slides on the mat hitting Logan in the head with a baseball slide and the finishes off the series with an elbow drop to Logan’s chest. He goes for a quick cover.
Logan kicks out with ease.
Zach Davis: Did Fly really expect him to stay down off of that? He's gonna have to kill Logan to get this win. KILL HIM.
Shannan Lerch: Interesting note, Seth actually made that count.
Zach Davis: Hell, I almost forgot Seth was refereeing this match. He must have known it was a dumbfuck cover attempt too.
With Logan still on the mat Fly goes big and attempts to lock in ‘My Supremacy,’ but Logan reaches up and rolls him into a cover!
Jonny Fly kicks out!
Shannan Lerch: That was the world’s fastest cover. Two on that weak roll-up?
Zach Davis: Looked fair to me, Shannan. Logan almost stole that one.
Fly is pissed off, and jumps up off of the canvas and DESTROYS Logan with kick under the chin. He begins furiously stomping away at Mr. WCF when Seth Lerch forces him off. Fly raises his hand like he’s about to hit Lerch, but before he can Logan trips him down to the mat and locks in an armbar.
Zach Davis: Veteran move right there by the veteran of all veterans.
Fly quickly elbows his way out of the hold and both wrestlers rise back to their feet. Logan lunges toward Fly, but Fly side-steps him, turns, grabs him and picks him up, sending him back down to the mat with a powerbomb. Again Fly goes for the cover.
Logan kicks out!
Shannan Lerch: Okay, that was at least a two count. Seth just quit counting in the middle of the cover!
Zach Davis: Honestly, Shannan, what were you expecting? This is about payback. Jonny Fly is not walking out of here as WCF World Champion, Seth Lerch will not allow it.
Fly is absolutely furious now. He again jumps back to his feet and this time pushes Lerch into the corner of the ring yelling at him. Logan notices what is happening and quickly gets back to his feet. He goes to surprise attack Fly, but the World Champion turns just in time and grabs Logan and sends him back down to the mat with a neckbreaker.
Shannan Lerch: This has got to be getting frustrating for Logan. Fly is still in control of this match despite the actions of Seth Lerch.
Zach Davis: It’ll get to him eventually. Fly isn’t known for being cool-headed.
Shannan Lerch: I think it’s important to note here that if Fly snaps on Lerch, Seth won’t be able to disqualify him or he’ll retain the title. That’s a dynamic we’ll have to watch as this match progresses.
Zach Davis: I don’t think it’s quite that simple, Shannan. Seth is the owner of this company, he makes the rules. If he wants the title to switch hands on a disqualification, he’ll have it done. He’s done it before.
Fly picks Logan back up and throws him into the corner. Logan lands upside down with his feet tangled with the top turnbuckle. Fly backs up a few steps, runs, and spears Logan’s back against the ring post!
Zach Davis: FUCK! That had to hurt!
Logan is still hanging from the turnbuckle holding his back. Fly proceeds to hit him with a cross-kick in the head that jars him loose. Logan crumbles to the ground and Fly walks over him to mount the top turnbuckle. Fly jumps off looking to drive his elbow into Logan, but the ‘Face of Treachery’ quickly scurries out of the way leaving nothing but canvas for Fly.
Logan rights himself, and now it’s his turn to head to the top. Logan jumps off landing both of his feet onto the ribs of Jonny Fly!
Zach Davis: OH SHIT! That HAD to have broken some ribs!
Shannan Lerch: How is going to have sex with me with broken ribs! GOD DAMMIFUCKSHITASS LOGAN!
Logan doesn’t give a fuck about Shannan’s sexual repression and lifts Fly back to his feet as the World Champion clutches his ribs in pain. Logan pushes Fly into the corner and begins shouldering away at his midsection. Seth Lerch forces him to stop after a five count.
Zach Davis: Wait, what?
Logan looks at Seth in disbelief for a second, but a mischievous smile from Lerch prompts Logan to continue with the shoulder blocks getting up to a ten count before he gets bored and finds something better to do. Logan takes a few steps backwards and lands a running drop kick to Fly’s ribs causing Fly to jar backwards against the turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Fly is in a world of trouble right now. He’s possibly injured, and Logan is an alpha predator in that ring.
Shannan Lerch: There is a lot on the line right now for Fly. He’s got to figure out a way to stop this attack or I’m afraid Logan will bury him.
Zach Davis: Holy shit, ANOTHER rational comment from Shannan Lerch!
Shannan Lerch: Why don’t you stick a lollipop in that mouth, Davis. People tune in to hear me talk, not you.
Fly has fallen to the mat and writhes in pain holding is midsection. Logan paces around him, circling, smiling at the sight of the World Champion fallen underneath him. As he toy’s with Fly, the crowd begins to start cheering. Logan looks out at them with a smug look on his face. Fly reaches and grabs Logan by the leg and spins him down to the mat. He attempts to quickly lock in an ankle lock, but Logan kicks himself free.
Logan is the first person back to his feet. Fly is struggling, using the ropes to try and right himself with his injured ribs. The masochist in Logan doesn’t want any part of that and runs toward Fly and kicks him in the ribs. Fly alertly rolls out of the ring trying to escape, but Logan is right behind him. He grabs Fly as he is walking away from him and throws him into the steel ring steps. Inside the ring Seth Lerch is looking on pleased, and isn’t even counting the two out.
Zach Davis: Well the action has spilled to the outside of the ring, but it doesn’t look like Seth cares enough to make a count out.
Shannan Lerch: Who raised that man to be this much of a bitch?
Zach Davis: Well, that would be your mom and dad, Shannan. Same people who raised a whore for a daughter.
After the ring steps, Logan collects Fly and throws him face first into the ring post. Jonny Fly staggers around, steadying himself against the ring apron.
Zach Davis: Things are looking bad for our World Champ. Logan is destroying him.
Shannan Lerch: Dammit Fly! Kick some ass!
Logan starts running at Fly again, but at the last moment, Fly turns. Grabbing Logan's leg lifts him up over his head, pausing for a second, and then slams Logan down to the ground hard. The crowd goes NUTS at the sign of life from their favorite wrestler.
Zach Davis: JESUS!
Shannan Lerch: That’s my Jonny. Throw him around like he was….
Zach Davis: You?
Shannan Lerch: Fuck off, Zach.
Fly drags the padding away from ringside and grabs Logan and delivers a suplex onto the exposed concrete. Then another. Then another, completing the triple-suplex. Fly drops a leg over top of Logan for good measure and then rolls him back into the ring where he attempts a cover.
Seth Lerch just stands there, refusing to count.
Shannan Lerch: I think we’re about to see Flyzilla!
Zach Davis: What the fuck is a Flyzilla?
Believe it or not, Fly does nothing. Undeterred, he grabs Logan's ankle, and.
Shannan Lerch: I think Fly thought better of dealing with Lerch at this point. Logan still has a lot of fight in him, and he needs to wear him down before trying to find a way to get a cover out of Seth.
Zach Davis: It won’t happen. Not a chance.
Fly tries to get around and get Logan’s foot in place, but Logan has already scampered to the side of the ring and is grabbing the ropes. Fly tries to shake him loose of the ropes, but Lerch is in on him and forces him lose. Fly reluctantly lets loose and then delivers a punt kick to Logan's head. Seeing his opponent weakened, Fly climbs to the top, and motions for ‘The Fly Swatter!’
Shannan Lerch: GOD DAMMIT! LOOK AT THIS!
Seth Lerch has casually strolled over to the ropes with Fly standing on the top turnbuckle. Seth grabs the ropes and shakes them ever so slightly causing Fly to lose his balance and spill all the way to the outside.
Zach Davis: Lerch just thwarted a Fly Swatter attempt!
Logan rises to his feet and looks around. Seth points toward Fly outside of the ring. Logan makes a rare trip to the top turnbuckle and uses Fly’s own signature move, the suicide dive, to further inflict punishment on the World Champion.
Zach Davis: Fly’s up against a man who is better than him, this is what happens.
Shannan Lerch: You shut your mouth. Logan is NOT better than Fly.
Logan picks up Fly and effortlessly clotheslines him on the outside. Once again Seth isn’t counting anyone out. Fly collapses onto the ramp and tries to crawl away. Logan grabs him and pulls him back toward the ring and rolls him back inside. Logan watches Fly try to get back to his feet and as soon as he stands upright Logan turns his body, does a complete back flip, and as he’s coming down his foot connects under Fly’s chin.
Zach Davis: IMPACT STYLE! THAT MAY BE IT!
Shannan Lerch: FUCK!
Logan hooks the leg and Seth quickly begins the count.
JONNY FLY KICKS OUT!
Shannan Lerch: YES! Fly isn’t giving up yet!
Zach Davis: Just a matter of time, Shannan.
Fly and Logan both get back to their feet. Fly rushes Logan, spearing him into the corner. Leaning back, Fly throws all his weight into his shoulder, and right into Logan's gut. He repeats the maneuver two more times before Logan decides enough is enough. Logan begins hammering away at him, and double ax-handles the back of his head, dropping Fly. Climbing up onto the second rope, Logan drops an elbow onto Fly's upper back. Again he climbs up, but this time delivers a dropping knee to the back of the head. As he drags Fly toward the center of the ring, a trail of blood follows.
Shannan Lerch: Is that what I think it is?
Zach Davis: Logan made Fly bleed? Yeah, let me be the first to welcome Logan back to the perch of WCF World Champion.
With Fly position in the center of the ring, Logan locks in the ‘Loganshooter’ and Fly immediately begins slamming his fits on the canvas in pain. He looks around, but there is nowhere to go as he’s a long, long way from the ropes. Fly can’t spin his mid-section because of the pain in his ribs and appears to just simply be stuck in the painful maneuver.
Zach Davis: I think this is how it ends for Jonny Fly, Shannan. He had a decent run.
Shannan Lerch: WHERE ARE HIS PANTHEON FRIENDS! Someone do something!
Fly tries his best to keep inching toward the ropes, but he’s not getting far and the hold has been locked in for well over two minutes at this point and he’s running out of gas. Fly dangles his arm in front of him, probably hoping the ring will move because he’s not even close to being able to reach the rope.
Zach Davis: That’s one desperate man right there.
Shannan Lerch: Not really, I’ll still have sex with him.
Zach Davis: I didn’t mean desperate like that!
The crowd begins to get behind Fly. Their cheers bring new life to Fly and he continues inching is way toward the ropes. He’s getting closer, and closer, and just as he’s about to reach them…Logan releases the hold. Logan rises back to his feet and watches Fly struggle to do the same. With the help of the ropes, Fly reaches both of his feet. Logan pauses for just one brief second to lock eyes with the World Champion before grabbing him in a sleeper hold….
Shannan Lerch: Oh, shit…
Zach Davis: FLY’S ASS JUST WENT TO CONNECTOR CITY! LOGAN HIT THE CONNECTOR!
The stunned crowd goes stone-cold silent. Logan hooks the leg for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: NO! NO! FLY GOT THE SHOULDER UP! YES!!!!!
Zach Davis: Holy shit, how can that be possible!?
Seth rises back to his feet as Logan looks up at him in shock. Lerch shrugs his shoulders and is forced to show that it was only a two count when Fly lifted his shoulder off the canvas. Logan is enraged and begins clawing at Fly’s face.
Logan: FUCK YOU BOUDLE!
Logan sends a quick kick to Fly’s skull, then another, then another. He stands him up, then picks him up, and sends him back to the canvas with a back body drop. Logan picks Fly back up and this time takes him down with a Samoan drop. Then a scoop slam. Then a sidewalk slam. Then a spinebuster. Then a fallaway slam.
Zach Davis: Logan is FURIOUS right now. He’s stuck in repeat mode; just picking Fly up and slamming him back down into the mat in any way he knows how to.
Shannan Lerch: I have to admit, this is one hell of an impressive series of moves by the ‘Face of Treachery.’ Classic Logan is on display right now.
Logan picks up Fly once more looking for a powebomb of some sorts, but Fly is finally able to get free and slides out of Logan’s grasp and once again rolls to the outside for a breather. Logan is on the chase again and hits a running clothesline on ‘The Dynasty’ before propping Fly’s near lifeless body onto the announcer’s table. Logan slides back into the ring and takes to the top rope. Mounting the turnbuckle, Logan taunts the booing crowd.
Zach Davis: The fans have the right to boo Logan all they want, but this has been too incredible of a match for that type of disrespect.
Shannan Lerch: I think we should move out of the way Zach…
As the announcers scramble away from the table, Logan dives from the top turnbuckle toward the announcer’s table….but misses!
Shannan Lerch: Fly rolled out of the way! LOGAN JUST WENT THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!
Zach Davis: Is he…dead?
Shannan Lerch: We couldn’t be so lucky.
Fly gets back to his feet and sees Logan lying amongst what used to be the announcer’s table. Inside the ring Seth Lerch looks on a bit worried, but still not counting anyone out. Fly rolls into the ring and takes a long stare at Lerch before the WCF owner backs away. Fly mounts the turnbuckle that Logan just flew off from and jumps himself landing…..
Shannan Lerch: THE FLY SWATTER! YESS!!!! FLY SWATTER!
Zach Davis: HOLY FUCKING FUCK!
Fly immediately springs back to his feet, brushes himself off, grabs Logan, and brings him back toward the ring. Fly rolls him in and goes for the cover.
Zach Davis: Yeah, Lerch isn’t going to count.
Fly has Logan’s leg hooked, but Seth refuses to count. Fly is irate and slams his hands on the mat and jumps back to his feet to confront Seth Lerch.
Shannan Lerch: Logan is out. I don’t think he’s going to save Seth this time!
Fly reaches back and absolutely DESTROYS Seth Lerch with a right hand. Lerch goes flying over the top rope spilling to the outside. As Seth hits the ground we see Logan spring to his feet and stalk Fly as he turns around. Logan grabs him by the neck…
Zach Davis: THE CONNECTOR! AGAIN! HE HIT THE CONNECTOR! THIS HAS TO DO IT!
Shannan Lerch: Logan as World Champion? FUCK.
Logan hooks the leg and Seth rolls back into the ring just in time to give an extremely fast count.
Shannan Lerch: NO!! FLY KICKED OUT AGAIN! HOLY SHIT! YES!!
Zach Davis: This IS NOT possible! Has anyone ever kicked out from two Connectors in one match?
Logan quietly gets back to his feet. The fans are going nuts. “Jonny Fly,” “Jonny Fly,” chants are coming from every corner of the sold out WCF arena. Logan looks around at the masses of people, and then back to Seth Lerch who is still lying on the mat with his hands over his eyes in disbelief. With that, Logan takes a few steps toward the ropes, ducks underneath the top rope, and jumps down to the ringside area. He slowly begins making the walk back up the ramp.
Zach Davis: Whoa, whoa, what the hell is going on here?
Shannan Lerch: It appears that Logan is…leaving
As Logan reaches the stage he pauses and turns half his body back around. He makes eye contact with Lerch, with Fly, who has just got back to his feet, and lastly the crowd as a whole before disappearing behind the curtain. Seth Lerch immediately leaves the ring and jogs up the ramp to find Logan. As he disappears behind the curtain the titantron springs to action showing Lerch intercepting Logan backstage.
Seth Lerch: What are you doing, Logan? Go out there and give that boudle a ticket and take the world title back! Think about it, man, you'll be the first ever six time world champion! This is your big chance.
Logan: I'm already the first time of nearly everything here.
Seth Lerch: And now you could go even further! Make more history.
The crowd grows restless inside the arena as Jonny Fly watches from the ring the image on the titantron.
Logan: You just don't get it.
Seth Lerch: I don't.
Logan: ... I can't beat Fly.
Seth Lerch: WHAT?! You haven't even tried to.
Logan: I'm tired, Seth. No more comebacks, overcoming the odds, or big upsets. I just can't do that anymore. Why'd you even put me in this match?
Seth Lerch: I honestly thought you could beat him.
Logan: I don't even want to beat him, I don't want to go the extra mile, fight tooth and nail to crawl out with a victory. I've done it before, more times than I should have, but not anymore. I don't want to anymore, I don't even think I can anymore. Do you know how much it took to win that last War? Too much. Maybe there was a time when that match wouldn't have been as difficult as it was, but it was hard, and took everything I had and more. These guys aren't getting older, Seth, they're just getting younger, quicker, and better. I'm not your number one no more, pains me to say it, but I've accepted it. I've defined the odds, I have been the guy to beat the unbeatable. No one can keep doing this, not even me. I can't be on top of WCF forever, no one can. Jonny Fly, he's your new guy, he's the guy that can go the limits now. He's proved that.
Seth Lerch: Logan..
Logan: Just respect this. I'm not going out there and passing any torches, there's no need for that, Jonny Fly already has a torch..his own torch. This probably would have been a good match, but really..I'm out of good matches. I'm tired, used up.
Logan begins walking away from Seth, gaining the disapproval of the crowd.
Seth Lerch: What does this mean?! You're retiring or something?
There was no response, and Logan walked out of the frame. Seth hangs his head in disappointment before looking into the camera and
Seth Lerch: Fly………via disqualification……..wins.
You can tell the words pain Seth to say, and he quickly walks out of the scene in frustration. The titantron image fades out. Back in the arena we scan through the crowd who is cheering Lerch’s announcement that Fly has retained the WCF World Title. The belt is brought into the ring and Fly raises is high in the air.
Shannan Lerch: I’m getting laid tonight by the champ, baby! Whoo!
Before the show can end, Lerch marches back onto the ramp. Fly raises his eyebrow, mouthing "what now, Lerch?"
Seth Lerch: FLY! This isn't over! I announced earlier in the show that you'd be competing in a fatal four way at Blast. Well, Fly, after the events that transpired here tonight, I've decided on your opponents.
Fly, holding the World Title, paces the ring.
Seth Lerch: Opponent number one... from the TEAM OF TREACHERY.... FRANK VENABLE GETS HIS SHOT AT THE WCF WORLD TITLE!
The crowd pops for that, partially out of surprise.
Zach Davis: WOW! I don't believe it! FPV is getting a shot at the Title live on PPV!
Seth Lerch: Opponent number two.... FROM MONSTERS INC....
Crowd is buzzing.
Seth Lerch: I hate him, quite frankly, but I want to see him tear your face off... OBLIVION!
Now, Fly is worried. He's pacing even more, trying to act confident.
Seth Lerch: And lastly... FROM THE DARK SIDE....
The crowd practically explodes.
Seth Lerch: YOUR LAST OPPONENT IS GRAVEDIGGER!
Shannan Lerch: WOW!
Zach Davis: Seth putting his personal feelings aside... what a match!
Fly is yelling that he doesn't care as Seth watches him in the ring. Seth laughs to himself.
Shannan Lerch: Each major faction in WCF is represented in this match! The ToT, the Dark Side, the newly formed Monsters Inc., and Pantheon!
Zach Davis: Things are really heating up... and we're out of time.
Slam fades to black.