The scene opens mere hours before the Night of Champions card. Several people are standing around a nearby room, slowly making their way in while greeting one another. The room has a wall sign reading "WCF Conference room A". Going in there is a black podium with the W.C.F. logo inset into the stained wood, several microphones are set atop this podium, two large tables set with cloth linens sit on each side of the podium. Several feet in front of this set up are two rows of chairs, each row six chairs deep. There are several camera crews setting up their video equipment, reporters are doing their dry runs and rehearsals to prepare for the announcement soon to come. Malki Kawa, reknowned sports agent, and Terry Roberts private representative, makes his way to the podium.
Malki Kawa: Ladies and gentleman, if you can please find your places, my client is ready to address you all now.
Everyone in the room quickly and quietly takes their seats, as the camera crews do last second checks on their equipment. A minute later Terry Roberts approaches. Wearing a black business suit, with white button up shirt, black slacks, gold cuff links and a light blue tie. Maya Roberts, his wife, is just a few steps behind, holding a smoke grey leather bound carrying case. She is dressed in a sleeveless short, black sequined, open backed cocktail dress, black stilettos, and matching jewelry complete the look . Setting the case on top of the table, she takes a seat keeping her hands firmly grasped on the handle. Terry surveys the room, a sly smile on his face.
Terry Roberts: You may all be wondering why i asked you here this evening.
Leaning over, running a hand over the leather carrying case, as he and Maya smile at each other seductively, giving her a wink, he stands back upstraight once again addressing the media reps before him
Terry Roberts: I brought you here to to make an announcement that may shock most, possibly upset many.
Turning his focus to the official W.C.F. camera crew with a smirky look
Terry Roberts: And very well have no doubts it will anger a few. But that is all for another time. But for this moment, i would like to make my announcement to you all.
Terry leans over gently taking the leather carrying case from Maya's hand. he sets it on top of the podium looking at it for a brief second before continuing his announcement to the crowd before him.
Terry Roberts: When i made my triumphant return to W.C.F, many tried to count me out before i even stepped foot into my first official match. They tried to berate, belittle, insult and humiliate me for their own personal gain, and failed. Since then i have only continued to grow, evolve and mature into a stronger, faster, more polished competitor here in W.C.F. Yet those same fearful, loathsome, pathetic wretches still try to spew their ignorant, cowardly hate towards me, and still to no avail. They see in my eyes, as i do theirs, they cannot stop me, they cannot slow me down, they cannot even stand up in defiance and compete with me at the levels i have thus far reached, and to their utter horror and dismay, they, as well as i, know i have only begun to rise. The heights i have reached are nothing to the heights i will soon attain.
Terry slowly undoes the locks that secure the contents of the briefcase, he does not open it just yet, keeping those in attendance, and those watching via broadcast, in suspense.
Terry Roberts: A mere month ago, i returned to this great global force called W.C.F. in a triple threat match, my fellow opponents, Michael Santiago and Ryan Blake, had already cast their lot in with Odin Balfor to form the Alliance. And in spite of all they said leading up to that night, in that match i proved to me more than a match, i proved to be more than an equal, i proved to be far and away every bit the superior to them. They tried to downplay it, they tried to sugar coat it and even rewrite history in desperate hopes people would swallow all their lies and b.s. So mere weeks later i demanded a rematch. This time around, they were solidly aligned members of the Alliance, and i fresh off from becoming a member of the Darkside of Treachery myself. This time, due to the influence of us being in warring factions, and the fact they had somehow slipped their way into becoming the world tag team champions, this match would be fought as a handicap match.
Terry then opens the briefcase, pulling out an object wrapped in bright purple satin cloth.He hands the briefcase to Maya, setting the object on top of the podium where the briefcase had sit just moments before.
Terry Roberts: In that handicap match, i once again embarrassed and humiliated the not so perfect alliance, i proved beyond any shadow of a doubt, and beyond any worthless, insipid debate they could ever muster, they are the most unworthy champions, and despite the pipe dream crap they spew to any who listen, that i am many times over a brighter star, a better talent, so far superior and greater in talent than the two of them combined. I beat the unworthy tag team champions, Michael Santiago, and Ryan Blake, in that
Terry gently unwraps the satin clothed object. The room collectively lets out a gasp of surprise as he pulls out a custom made championship belt. Returning his attention to the media reporters, his voice becomes increasingly intense, his face more rigid.
Terry Roberts: Michael Santiago, Ryan Blake. They call themselves the world tag team champions. Yet they cannot even defeat a man they, and fellow member Odin Balfor, calls a jobber, one they deemed so lowly and inferior as to not even be worthy to step into the same ring as them. They, as world tag team champions, stepping into a two on one handicap match in THEIR favor against a man they say is so pathetic and unworthy of even so much as their merest speck of attention, but yet cannot beat him. I defeated the world tag team champions, by myself. Really ladies and gentlemen, if Michael Santiago and Ryan Blake cannot even defeat me in a handicap match, looking back at all the slander they have set upon me, how can they even be deemed worthy champions? How can they be taken as serious champions when they cannot even win a handicap match against an opponent that they claim is so beneath them as to be humiliating to them? What is truly humiliation ladies and gentlemen, is having worthless and unworthy a team as Michael Santiago and Ryan Blake represent this fine and wonderful company as our tag team champions. It's not only insulting, it's humiliating, belittling and disgraceful. So i took it upon myself to fashion this new World tag team championship belt
Terry holds up the newly fashioned, custom made tag titles* for all to see.
Terry Roberts: W.C.F needs champions it can be proud of, not ones who degrade and drag the name, and the belts, through the muck and the garbage the Alliance is mired in. I beat the unworthy tag team of Michael Santiago and Ryan Blake, who insult this great company as representatives of the tag team division, so by right, i am now the W.C.F world tag team champion. A champion that will show the pride, the fighting spirit, the desire and most importantly, the worthiness of carrying the banner of the tag team division as it's champion, bringing honor and dignity in place of the shame and disgrace the Alliance has cheapened it with. Unlike the Alliance, i will be a champion the people in the back locker room, W.C.F as a whole, and most importantly, the fans, can respect and appreciate.
Terry ends the speech on that note. Holding up the custom tag team title, flash bulbs go off in rapid succession, almost filling the entire conference room with blinding light. Reporters quickly jockey for position, each one shooting off questions. Terry Smiles, loving the attention as he soaks it up. One particular question, one he already anticipated long before now, is asked. He barely hears it above the raucous and shouting, but quickly finds whom it was that asked it, pointing to them, giving them the floor. Everyone turns to a rather smallish figure, a thin man with budding facial hear, he can be barely out of his teens he looks so young. Terry nods, a young man with high ambitions no doubt. Terry waves his hands in a downward motion, cuing the room for silence so as the young man can ask his question
Young Reporter: Um. sir. As you may already know, W.C.F bylaws, and such, exclude a singles wrestler from competing in the tag team division. This also dictates that you cannot be a world tag team champion since you have no partner.
Terry Roberts: So right. The mere fact that the self proclaimed perfect alliance cannot beat someone they have talked down to so much as i, in and of itself proves they are the most unworthy team in W.C.F to be champions. That alone makes me better then them. that proves i am a better champion than them, that makes ME the world tag team champion. But you are right, W.C.F. will not allow me to defend these tag team belts alone. But i have already addressed that issue. Around the same time i had these beautiful belts fashioned, i began talks with someone i feel is a most worthy and honorable representative of being one half of the tag team champions with me.
Terry then stands aside of the podium. The entire room nearly explodes in pandemonium when none other than Doc Henry, sporting the other half of the custom world tag team titles over his shoulder,walks into the room. He first shakes Malki Kawa's hand. Then takes Mayas, giving it a little gentle flirtatious kiss as she blushes, then moves on and shakes Terry's hand. The scene slowly fades with all in attendance shouting question after question but to no avail as the group, with Doc Henry and Synn proudly displaying the new tag team championships begin to leave the room.
Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai hits, and the crowd cheers especially loud as this special edition of Slam comes on the air! We go to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: Greetings fans, welcome to one of the biggest Slams of the year! God damn, what a show tonight.
Shannan Lerch: EVERY Title, ON THE LINE! We're almost guarenteed to see a new Champion here tonight in one of these matches, you've got to imagine.
Zach Davis: Let's start at the main event. Waylon Cash, who has been absolutely on fire as of late, is up against Frank Patrick Venable.
Shannan Lerch: Cash, a man who has managed to stay away from the whole drama of the stable wars situation, faces one of the leaders of the Darkside of Treachery. However, FPV is also a man that has just recently realized his dream of holding the WCF World Title, and he's NOT going to be looking to lose it in his first defense.
Zach Davis: But Waylon Cash has proven time and time again, beating him is not an easy task. We'll see later tonight if FPV has what it takes to get it done.
Shannan Lerch: The People's Title is also on the line in a very intriguing matchup... Kira Sakazaki against Kid Phantasm.
Zach Davis: This all started when Kira took a wild swing at his former friend, the Kid, a few weeks ago. But then, well... Kira's sister, Haruna.. Oblivion, Nathan von Liebert and Famine of the Vile awakened her evil side. And now she's using her newfound power to control her brother.
Shannan Lerch: Kira thinks that his former friend is out to get him. Kid's girlfriend Nightmare was also a victim of Oblivion... this will not be an easy match for him to wrestle.
Zach Davis: In one of our marquee matches that isn't actually for a Title, we've got Oblivion and Gravedigger... in a barbed wire massacre.
Shannan Lerch: I hope Gravedigger tears Oblivion up!
Zach Davis: After what Oblivion has been doing as of late, I have to agree, Shannan. This all started when Gravedigger invited Nathan to the DoT-
Shannan Lerch: Actually, it started when a masked Gravedigger attacked Oblivion and stole his Hardcore Title, many many many months ago.
Zach Davis: Well yeah, of course. Anyway, Oblivion attacked Gravedigger, aanndd here we go.
Shannan Lerch: We also have the very first in ring encounter between Odin Balfore and Jonny Fly... Odin teams with Shane Knight, his Perfect Alliance teammate, and Fly teams with Roy Speede.
Zach Davis: I'm sure both Fly and Speede have the Ultimate Showdown match in their mind; winning here would be great for them.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of that match, we have two very exciting Title matches that are very important: Reb challenging Orbit for the TV Title, and Synn challenging Purse for the US Title.
Zach Davis: Winning either of those Titles is a guarenteed shot at the World Title at Ultimate Showdown, so yes, holding onto those belts has never been more important. Reb and Orbit are members of Pantheon and the Alliance, respectively, so interesting twist there. Not to mention Purse and Synn's stable rivalry!
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of the Alliance, Ryan Blake and Michael Santiago defend against Eric Price and Jonathan Jakobs. Those two have been on a roll lately, and defeating them will be no easy task.
Zach Davis: The Hardcore Title match is Tommy Kain versus Gein Spector. Kain of Drama, and Spector of the Future Gods Inc... well, except that after last week's match against Waylon Cash, Benjamin Atreyu is out indefinitely.
Shannan Lerch: Interesting Internet Title match; we've got Kale Windsor and Stuart Slane both going after Johnny Stylez. Kale and Slane fought to a tie last week, leading to both of them getting a match.
Zach Davis: Gigantic nine man tag match. All of Prophecy is in action. Tek, Lane, and Joe. Against Adam Young and his new team, The Heels. Against the bizarre teamup of Joel Hall, Zombie McMorris, and Barnabus Smythe Esq.
Shannan Lerch: Handicap match! Hunter Valentyne versus both Bishop and Priest. If he pulls off a win here, hats off to him!, because Bishop and Priest are pure monsters.
Zach Davis: And in our opener, we've got a gigantic fat man against a very bizarre woman. Huh. Eh... not every match can be a winner, I guess.
Shannan Lerch: No, come on, Zach, don't be like that, give them a chance! Noob Cha-Cha faces Big Harvey Dodson, and it should be a great one!
Pantheon make their way to the ring, each person doing their thing. Purse and Kid and Reb are playing to the audience. Corey Black looks accomplished. Fly leading the way.
Zach Davis: Here comes Pantheon, perhaps they want to do another long, boring speech.
Shannan Lerch: Its never boring when Jonny talks, Zach.
They all get in the ring. Corey Black taking a mic. The crowd, despite the losses at XIII are losing their shit. Going crazy, on their feet, chanting.
Corey Black: XIII has come and gone. While most of us in this ring were unsuccessful in our efforts, we all showed spirit and support for each other. Going into the event I was hopeful of a Pantheon Monarch of the Mat, but it just wasn't in the cards. Matters not, though, as the main mission was accomplished; Adam Young suffered defeat yet again, and dominance was shown. Kid, Johnny, and Jeff showed exactly what Pantheon is all about. They went into their matches with their heads held high and walked out with a loss, yet not one word of complaint. Plus Gravedigger didn't win, so there's a bonus.
D-Days music hits the PA system, cutting Corey Black from talking.
Shannan Lerch: Well he came out and interrupted D.o.T last week, and here comes to get in the Pantheon’s way.
Zach Davis: Yeah, I can’t wait to hear what he has to say.
All members of Pantheon look, reacting in different ways. CD and Fly get a little pissed. Perhaps Reb is hard to read, Kid and Purse are kind of excited. D-Day steps into the ring with Pantheon, staring on. As the fans go crazy, Corey Black raises the mic to his lips.
Corey Black: Well look who it is. Donald, I once dubbed you as the man WCF should put all their stock in. I knew what you could do, and what you would bring to the table. Then look what happened. You left with your tail between your legs for New York City. It's funny, when you think about it. I did the very same thing, but I wasn't the future of WCF. I'm WCF's past. I left to open up the avenue for guys like you and Pantheon. All you did, though, was turn your back on your own future. You spit in the face of WCF, you spit in the face of the fans, and you spit in my own. Come on back, get in Odin's face, do whatever, but I won't forget what you did. I suggest you step back a few feet and look at who you so rudely interrupted.
Zach Davis: Nobody important, these guys couldn’t even win at XIII, and it was designed for them TO win.
Shannan Lerch: Shut up Zach.
Jonny Fly grabs the microphone. He smiles at D--Day, D-Day remains stiff.
Jonny Fly: D-Day! What's up three-time Flyjobber?
Shannan Lerch: I will be jobbing his Fly later.
Zach Davis: What?
Fly goes to pass the mic to Reb, who takes it…but doesn’t really use it. The Inveterate Confederates's face is impassive, his eyes on D-Day. Johnny looks at Deruty for a long moment and then lifts his chin in a nod of respect.
Zach Davis: And now we see respect for Donald from Reb. That’s a big deal here.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, I suppose. Looks like its Kids turn.
And it is, as Kid has the mic in his hand. The crowd still on their feet, Kid Phantasm giggles.
Kid Phantasm: Dude, you're D-Day! You're awesome! High-five?
Phantasm goes for a high-five, then after getting left hanging he opts for a handshake. He is left hanging again. He waves.
Kid Phantasm: Hey. You know, just hey and stuff.
Jeff grabs the mic as fast as he can. He is anxious to talk to D-Day.
Jeff Purse: As the current WCF U.S. Champion, I want to say, D-Day, that being in the ring with you is quite an honor. I know that Corey and Fly and everyone has mixed feelings about you, but that’s that. But, well, I saw the interview you did with Lucian man.
Shannan Lerch: I missed that one, what happened?
Zach Davis: D-Day called Jeff ‘The New Future.’
Jeff Purse: And anyway dude, I just want to say, well…thank you man. I appreciate what you said, I really do.
He extends his hand out for DDAy to shake. The crowd is chanting now. A mixture of ‘DDay’ and ‘Pantheon’ chants. DDay looks down at Jeffs hand, and back up at his face. He smirks. He turns and exits the ring, Jeff with his hand still extended. D-Day’s music hits the PA.
Shannan Lerch: Well, Donald doing all he can to stay neutral in this stable war.
Zach Davis: Yeah but, come on.
D-Day doesn’t even turn back, he just walks off the stage and through the curtain, leaving Pantheon in the ring to mull over what just happened.
Elena Siegman “The One” begins playing and Noob Cha-Cha creeps out onto the stage. Cha-Cha stops to hit the audience with crazy paranoid eyes, looking over them and mouthing strange rants and mumbles. Cha-Cha starts to walk down the ramp, pointing out to different members in the crowd and making wide eyed expressions. She then hits ringside, sliding in under the bottom rope and running to the nearest turnbuckle and climbing up it. Noob Cha-Cha holds two hands in the air that mimic C’s with her fingers, she drops down and the music cuts.
Zach Davis: Coming off a victory over WCF’s most hated last week, will Noob Cha-Cha be able to continue her success tonight?
Shannan Lerch: Of course, well, if she isn’t smothered by Harvey Dodson’s stomach like Harvey’s penis has been. Did you hear Cha-Cha say that earlier this week? She’s so funny.
Zach Davis: What? That’s mean.
The opening to Rod Stewart's "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy" hits the speakers as Harvey Dodson drives out onto the stage on a rascal scooter. As Rod begins to sing the lyrics "If you want my body and you think I'm sexy" Harvey pushes himself up onto his feet and begins running his hands over his stomach sensually, stopping only after Rod finishes the chorus with "If you really need me just reach out and touch me". Harvey then sits back down on his rascal and drives down the ramp, slapping a hand or two along the way as he continues to sing along. When he reaches ringside he parks his rascal by the barricade and waddles over to the apron where he tries to slide under the ropes, only to get stuck. He then walks over to the ring steps, steps up onto the first one and then stops as he takes a breather. Finally he'll climb up the rest of the steps and enter the ring where he'll collapse into the corner, badly out of breath. As his music fades out he'll be handed a drumstick from a ringside employee to snack on before the bell rings.
Shannan Lerch: And here’s Harvey… eating a drum stick no less.
Zach Davis: Hey, the guys hungry.
Shannan Lerch: That’s an understatement.
The bell rings. Noob Cha-Cha holds her hands up telling Harvey Dodson to wait first, and then she grabs a microphone.
Noob Cha-Cha: Mister Harvey.
He isn’t paying attention, looking over to someone in the audience eating a hotdog.
Noob Cha-Cha: I propose that you lay down now like a beached whale and accept defeat. Noob Cha-Cha does not like to pick on the fatties. If you want to avoid getting kicked in the face then you will sell this next move and fake death so I can pin you.
Noob Cha-Cha drops the microphone and kicks Big Harvey Dodson in the shin. He barely takes his eyes off the man eating the hotdog, idly reaching out and pushing Cha-Cha off her feet. The bell rings again for some reason. Someone likes ringing bells. Okay I LIKE RINGING BELLS.
Zach Davis: Cha-Cha rolls back to her feet. She’s such a ninja.
Harvey gets into the game, following up on Noob Cha-Cha with another push that sends her into the turnbuckle. He charges her with a hip attack which she manages to avoid. Noob Cha-Cha grabs Harvey from behind and attempts a atomic drop. She can’t pick him up.
Shannan Lerch: Big Harvey displaying his weight advantage here.
Zach Davis: Indeed. He’s literally four times the size of Noob Cha-Cha. I doubt some of the guys could even pick Harvey up.
She’s not sure what to do so she shrugs and hits a Russian leg sweep. Noob Cha-Cha runs up the turnbuckle and flies off with a shooting star press! She hits Harvey and bounces off his stomach and hits the mat.
Shannan Lerch: That barely had any effect on him.
Zach Davis: Yeah it was like jumping on a trampoline.
Shannan Lerch: Or a bean bag full of cheeseburgers.
Big Harvey Dodson gets to his feet and grabs Cha-Cha hitting a scoop slam. He stands over Noob Cha-Cha’s face and hits THE HORROR.
Zach Davis: Ouch!
Shannan Lerch: No. Cha-Cha managed to roll out of the way at the last second.
Zach Davis: Demonstrating the cat-like abilities once again.
Harvey sits there rubbing his sore bum. Cha-Cha goes on the attack rushing in and hitting a neckbreaker. She mounts Harvey’s back and slips him into a Cha-ross Face Cha-rippler.
Zach Davis: The Cha-ross Face Cha-rippler!
Shannan Lerch: A verison of the Cross Face Crippler. Will Harvey tap out?!
He stares to the ropes but they seem to be too far away for him. Just when it looks like he’ll tap someone throws a bag of chips into the ring. Harvey’s eyes light up and he begins crawling towards the snack pulling Noob Cha-Cha with him
Zach Davis: Big Harvey getting some treats and help from the audience tonight.
He ends up rolling Cha-Cha off his back like shes some annoying fly and grabs the bag of chips. Noob Cha-Cha stares. Anyway, while he’s busy eating the chips she manages to use all her strength and roll him up from behind. He doesn’t even attempt to kick out, more focused on getting the chips out of the bag and munching them down.
And the bell rings. Cha-Cha runs up a turnbuckle and throws up two C’s upon que of Elena Siegman “The One” playing. Big Harvey Dodson lays on his side, obvlious to what’s going on as he snacks on the chips.
Zach Davis: Cha-Cha gets another victory tonight.
Shannan Lerch: H’m. Some match.
Zach Davis: Ok folks now we are getting ready for a match that could very well be one of the most controversial of the night!
Shannan Lerch: That’s right! We have the Biggest Asshole in the world verse part of the Darkside.
Zach Davis: This one should be good let’s give it over to the ring announcer.
"Something in Your Mouth" by Nickleback plays over the loud speakers.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a Handicap match scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, from Sin City, Nevada weighing in at 246 pounds… HUNTER VALENTYNE!
Hunter makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos. He stops in the middle of the ramp as green and black pyros go off behind him. You can tell that Hunter is unhappy with the circumstances of this match but you would never realize it from the cocky look on his face as he makes his way down the ramp.
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.
As Hunter is up on the top ropes his glare turns over to the entrance gate where Bishop and Priest come walking out to, “John” By Little Wayne.
The two big behemoths walk slowly down to the ring clinching their fist as they exchange sinister glances with Hunter Valentyne. They step over the top ropes of the ring as the crowd is booing but all are awestruck by the size of the two men about ready to seemingly break some bones.
Shannan Lerch: My God I am glad my man aint that big! He’d crush my pelvis!
Zach Davis: What do you mean you man? I happen to know that you have multiple men smashing your pelvis.
Shannan Lerch: Zach!
Zach Davis: Just saying…
All three men are in the ring. Hunter is making it very clear that either Bishop or Priest has to be in the corner. He yells, “Only one man at a time ref!” The ref is arguing with Hunter but before Hunter Valentyne can get another word in Priest comes over and grabs Valentyne by the hair and throws him to the ring mat!
The ref can do nothing as Bishop is in his corner and Hunter is trying to crawl to his feet. Priest grabs Hunter by the hair again but as Priest has his hands in the head of Hunter, hunter wraps his arms around Priest neck and drops to his knees.
Priest neck just snapped right into the shoulder of Hunter Valentyne. Valentyne gets to his feet and then starts stomping the hell out of Priest. Hunter spits on Priest.
Zach Davis: What disrespect!
Shannan Lerch: Well he aint the biggest asshole in the world for no reason!
Zach Davis: No kidding Shannan.
Hunter Valentyne grabs Priest by the arms, whom by the way is still suffering from the shoulder that ran straight to his windpipe, and Hunter drags Priest to the corner and grabs the top rope and uses it to apply as much pressure as possible to his foot which is being viciously pushed into the throat of Priest. The ref begins his count:
Hunter lets his foot off of Priest as the ref stops the count but as soon as the ref stops Hunter pushes him out of the way and starts the foot choke all over again. The ref counts:
The fans in the WCF arena are booing as loud as they can as Hunter takes his foot off of the throat of Priest.
Zach Davis: What’s this!
Just then the camera takes a closer look at Priest who is bleeding from his mouth.
Zach Davis: The man is coughing up blood!
Priest is choking as the blood drips from the side of his mouth, but instead of being hurt by it, Priest smiles as he wipes the blood from his face. Its energizing him! Priest gets to his feet and knees Valentyne in the gut and then he follows it up with a massive powerslam!
Priest picks Valentyne up and then he throws him into the turnbuckle. Running as fast as he can his 300 plus pound body smashes right into the limp body of Hunter Valentyne who then falls to the mat below. Hunter Valentyne is out cold as the crowd gets excited and Priest keeps up the assault. Priest is on the mat with the limp body of Valentyne and he is smashing his forearm into the back of his head as many times as he can. Priest walks over to his partner Bishop and tags him in.
The ref initiates that the tag was made as Bishop runs over with his massive frame and drops on Hunter Valentyne with a huge Splash!
Now Bishop is having the fun as the crowd is actually cheering, which is something that this tag team is not used to. Bishop picks Hunter up and throws him towards his corner but then he keeps hold of him and whips him back towards himself with a huge clothesline. Bishop walks over dragging Valentyne behind him as another tag is made.
Now Priest is in the ring. Priest sees the lifeless body of Hunter Valentyne lying on the mat and decides to go up to the top ropes.
Zach Davis: What in the hell is he doing! No way! No way!
Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!
Priest jumps off the top ropes and as he is in the air it seems like slow motion as the weight of Priest body along with the extra weight of physics smashes into the cold body of Hunter Valentyne. Priest is hurting as he hurries over to tag in Bishop for the match. The tag is made and Bishop waste no time at all applying a submission hold.
Zach Davis: BISHOP’S GATE! BISHOP”S GATE! Is Hunter going to Tap!
Shannan Lerch: I don’t thing Hunter has the ability to tap!
Bishop has Hunter locked in tight as the ref begins to grab Hunters arm to see if he is even alert. The ref picks up the arm.
The ref picks it up again, it drops back down again!
The ref picks up the arm for one final signal, Hunters arm falls.
Just at the last minute Hunter is able to gain control back of his body!
Shannan Lerch: How did he do that!
Hunter is trying to fight out of the submission hold. He scurries in every direction trying to find a ring rope but after he tries to hold on for what seems like forever he is forced to tap out!
Ref: Ring the bell!!!
Zach Davis: Valiant effort by Valentyne but in the end the pain was just too much.
Shannan Lerch: What do you mean effort? He tapped like a B*tch!
Zach Davis: Shannan I don’t think you can say B*tch on TV!
Shannan Lerch: But you just said B*tch!
Zach Davis: Nevertheless, Bishop and Priest pick up the win for the Darkside. The tide could be turning in WCF, are we ready for it though? That’s the question.
“Back In Black” – Live by AC/DC plays over the speakers.
Zach Davis: Well, Eric Price promised us he would be here tonight to promote his new book “Secrets of Investment Success” and it looks that’s what coming up now.
Shannan Lerch: I have to say, I’m very excited about this. Can’t wait to have all that money.
Zach Davis: Overwhelming boos for Eric Price as he makes his way down the ramp to the ring. Well dressed for the occasion, wearing a suit for now at least as he has a tag team championship match later tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Yes. I think we’re looking at one half of the new tag team champions right here right now.
Zach Davis: Jumping ahead to conclusions I think. Nevertheless, the ring is well decorated with black carpeting and Eric Price’s logo in gold along with multiple copies of his book on that table and two cardboard likenesses of his book and himself around, he really seems to have built a shrine to himself.
Shannan Lerch: And why not, he is rich, he has power, he can do whatever he wants as capricious as it is.
Zach Davis: Word of the day much?
Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Eric’s in the ring and I like listening to him talk.
Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!
Zach Davis: Familiar chant for Eric Price although he seems to brushing it off here tonight.
Eric Price: Shh! Simmer down please, I have some important business to address here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: These idiots so disrespectful to Eric Price here tonight.
Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight on Slam – Night of Champions, the team of yours truly Eric Price and Jonathan Jakobs will become the new tag team champions of WCF bringing the titles home to where they belong!
Zach Davis: That remains to be seen.
Shannan Lerch: Shut up, he’s talking.
Eric Price: But before that great event, I’m here to promote my book “Secrets of Investment Success”, which is available at fine booksellers all around the country, all around the globe. I wrote this book to help all of you try and become successes in life because let’s face facts, you need any and all help you can get. This is my way of giving back to you, the people, the fans, my fans!
Crowd: Asshole, asshole, asshole!
Eric Price: Thank you, thank you, thank you! Yes, I am giving back to you as the benefactor that I am in society to ensure that you can become properly educated. If you follow the methods in my book, you will see that you too can be a great success story like me. I worked very hard to get where I am today, to be able to go where I want, to buy what I want, to wear fine suits like the one I have on here tonight. Look at this, this is Armani quality people, suits that cost probably your 3 or 4 months of your salaries. But I wasn’t always rich, I worked my way up to the top and you can too following the tips in my book. I have provided all my techniques, all the methods that I used to rise to the top of the financial world. Some of them are cutthroat but necessary because to succeed, you have to be willing to do anything and everything and let me say that one more time slowly as it merits it, you have to be willing to do anything and everything to succeed!
Eric Price: And as a favor to my fans here tonight, I am going to give you one tip for free, as a courtesy to all of you.
Shannan Lerch: What a magnanimous individual.
Zach Davis: Con man if you ask me.
Shannan Lerch: Oh shut it!
Eric Price: You want to truly be successful, give up any and all organized religion. You can still believe in God but do not subscribe to any organized religion as all they will do is attempt to drag you down. Any success you achieve will be seen as a sin to them. Look at the People’s Pastor, he can’t stand the fact that I connect with you on a level he never could. That I succeeded where he could not. You cannot follow the blatant lies and tie yourself to what is seen as the opiate of the masses because all it will do is hinder you from reaching your true potential. You resign from organized religion today and you will not only love yourself for it but you will be freed from a chain, an unnecessary crux that will prevent you from getting to the top. There is one exception to this though but you’ll have to read my book in order to find out! Ladies and gentlemen, go out and get my book today. I will be at various locations, which you can find at WCF.com where I will be signing autographs with the purchase of a copy of my book “Secrets of Investment Success”. And you will see my continuing success tonight here at Slam – Night of Champions when Jon and I walk out with the WCF Tag Team Championships and The Alliance is left with nothing. And Prophecy, well, they’re nothing but an afterthought at this point; the fact that I mentioned them tonight should be more promotion for them than their actual match! You all have a pleasant evening, I thank you for your time!
Zach Davis: Well Eric Price with a huge smile on his face here as he holds a copy of his book promoting it but he still came off as the same smarmy, arrogant, spiteful piece of…
Shannan Lerch: Hey hey hey, that’s Eric Price you’re talking about. He might be listening and then you’ll have to deal with him.
Zach Davis: Maybe I should shut up then. Eric Price making his way to the back now waving to the fans, he’s kind of sucking up to them tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Bite your tongue!
Zach Davis: Well, we’ll see him in action later tonight with his partner Jonathan Jakobs against the Alliance in a match for the WCF Tag Team Titles in what promises to be a great contest.
Shannan Lerch: Price and Jakobs new champions, I called it.
Zach Davis: We’ll see.
As we come back from commercial, all nine of these competitors are in the ring and in their corners. Tek, Adam Young, and Zombie McMorris are all starting for their respective teams.
Shannan Lerch: The bell sounds.... and we're off!
Adam Young and Zombie McMorris both run at Tek and attack him into a corner, not working together exactly but both attacking Tek without interfering with the other one. That is, until Zombie turns and slaps Adam right in the face.
Zach Davis: Yeah, I can't see Adam Young and Zombie McMorris getting along together, that's for sure.
Young slaps Zombie back, sending him reeling. Zombie responds with a big Clothesline to Young, before Hall reaches over and tags himself in.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes Xtreme Fear!
Hall Springboards in and Dropkicks Tek, who was just getting up. Tek is sent flying back into his corner; Steeltoe Joe tags himself in now. Hall has just taken Young down with a Bicycle Kick, but Steeltoe Joe then catches Hall and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex!
Zach Davis: Oof!
Joe pins Hall.
No, Hall kicks out. Joe tags in Hank Lane.
Shannan Lerch: The key to winning this match may be quick tags, just like Prophecy is doing here.
Hank comes in and kicks Hall a little bit before Adam Young hits him with a forearm from behind. Young then spins him around and executes a Vertical Suplex as the fans begin to boo.
Zach Davis: BOO! HISS!
Young jumps up onto the turnbuckle..
Shannan Lerch: Thriller!
Young hits the Best Moonsault Ever out of nowhere!, pinning Hank Lane!
No! Lane gets the shoulder up!
Zach Davis: That was close, actually. If Lane had been worn down more, that could've been it.
Hall tags in Barnabus. Smythe comes in and grabs Young, throwing him to the ropes and then lifting him up into a Death Valley Driver!
Shannan Lerch: Ouch! Adam Young, driven into the mat.
Lane is up. He runs at Smythe, going on the attack too, but Smythe responds with a Spear!
Zach Davis: SPEAR! Barnabus Smythe Esq. is on fire!
Young had stumbled up and is resting in the corner; Smythe runs at him and hits a Stinger Splash! Young stumbles out of the corner now and lifts him up in a Vertical Suplex..
Shannan Lerch: He's going for the Prepare to be Boarded, I do believe!
But The Heels quickly enter the ring and run at Smythe, chop blocking BOTH his legs at once. This gives Young the opportunity to land behind Smythe, who managed to stay on his feet, and put him in a Sleeper.
Zach Davis: Putting a pirata in a sleeper hold... kinda weird.
Not even a pirate is immune to a sleeper hold, of course, and he begins to go down. Young grins as he keeps it locked in tight. The fans begin clapping for Smythe to get back into it, but he is fading fast.... until Zombie McMorris appears and punches Young right in the back of the head!
Shannan Lerch: Oh, damn! Zombie may've just broken his hand with that. Is it even legal?
Young holds his head in pain and releases the Sleeper. This does give Lane the chance to run at Adam Young and hit him with the Thunder Lane!
Zach Davis: OOF! Lane just about took Young's head off!
Young goes down like a sack of potatos and Lane pins, hooking the leg.
NO! The Heels kick Lane off!
Shannan Lerch: DAMN! That was a close one!
Zach Davis: If it wasn't for The Heels this match may've been over.
The Heels pick Lane up and throw him to the ropes but Tek tags himself back in. He enters the match and runs at them, Clotheslining them both! They roll out of the ring. Smythe is up, and Tek runs at him and goes to Clothesline him back down; but he ducks it and tags in Joel Hall.
Shannan Lerch: Once again, here comes Xtreme Fear!
Hall Springboards over the top rope, dropping Tek with a DDT! Adam Young runs at him, Joel Hall hits him with a Headscissors Takedown. Young rolls away and tags in Shane Vogue. Vogue enters and is immediately met with an STO from Joel Hall!
Zach Davis: Boneyards!
Joel Hall pins Vogue, hooking the leg.
Shannan Lerch: Whoa!
Zach Davis: And there you have it! Joel Hall picks up the victory for his team.
Hall stands up and gets his arm raised, as do Barnabus and McMorris. Tek, Joe, and Lane regroup on the outside of the ring.
The song starts and the lights strobe as Kale Windsor steps out on the stage at the top of the ramp. Kale stands there for a moment, as if he's taking in all of the love in the area. He pays no mind to the boos, for he feels everyone loves him. He casually walks down the rampway towards the ring. Once at the ring he slides in under the ropes. He then stands in the middle of the ring as if he's king of the world while each ring post pops with pyros.
Zach Davis: Here is Kale Windsor. He's yet to have too much success here in the WCF but he's improving every single week.
Shannan Lerch: And this could be HIS week.
“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 his corner. He hands his hat and sash off to a WCF stagehand and assumes a fighting position.
Zach Davis: And here is Stuart Slane! The Scoutmaster has had ups and downs so far in his career here in the WCF, but tonight he's got a chance to make it big.
~*~ 4:19 ~*~
Cold by Crossfade plays over the loud speaker as out struts the Paragona of Americana , LA Johnny Stylez. Stylez moves with the rhythm of the music while yelling at the crowd. Naturally Stylez is met with a course of boos so loud that it almost shakes the arena. Stylez is dressed in a pair of baggy cargo pants and he is wearing a P.o.P T-shirt Outsiderâ€™s style. On the front of the shirt is P.o.P in white bold letters with (Players of Perfection) written in captions. Stylez is wearing a pair of silver oakleys and he has a cigarette hanging from his lips. After dancing to his music and taunting the fans, Stylez makes his way down the ramp.
-What I Really Meant To Say-
Stylez arrogantly struts to the ring, stopping to blow smoke in the face of a few fans sitting front row. Stylez then puts his cigarette out, and slides in the ring on his stomach. He then shoots up and immeadily begins talking trash to the fans, who are letting him have it. Stylez walks up to the ring announcer and playfully slaps them over the head a few times, before walking over to the turnbuckle and laying across it pretending to fall asleep as he awaits his opponent and or the bell.
Shannan Lerch: Lastly, the Internet Champ himself, Johnny Stylez. Stylez has held onto this belt for quite a while now, but I'm not sure when the last time that he wrestled two guys that want it quite as much as Slane and Windsor.
The bell sounds and the match is on! Windsor and Slane meet in the middle of the ring and begin trading blows with one another, back and forth. Stylez laughs and sits back, leaning against the turnbuckle and watching them duke it out.
Zach Davis: Welp, good strategy by the Champ there, for sure.
Windsor ends up throwing Slane to the ropes and then hitting him with a Dropkick as he returns; Slane rolls out of the ring to collect himself. Once Windsor is to his feet, Stylez sees his opening, running at him and hitting him with a Lariat from behind.
Shannan Lerch: Heh, more good strategy from the Champ.
Zach Davis: If you count sneak attacks as good strategy...
Stylez stomps away at Kale Windsor before going for a pin attempt.
No, Kale kicks out.
Shannan Lerch: Johnny Stylez trying to get lucky with a quick victory, but no such luck.
Regardless, Stylez picks Kale up and executes a Snap DDT. The Scoutmaster rolls back in, but Stylez runs at him and starts kicking at him as he does. Stylez picks Slane up and throws him to the ropes before executing a big Spinebuster!
Zach Davis: The Internet Champion is firmly in control here, I have to say.
Stylez drops and pins Slane, hooking the leg.
Shannan Lerch: Nope! Slane kicks out.
Zach Davis: Smart move by Johnny Stylez, trying to end the match as fast as possible.
Stylez picks Slane up and grabs him by the head, hitting an X-Factor onto Kale Windsor's body! Slane grabs his head and rolls out of the ring in pain. Stylez goes back on the attack on Kale, running at him and hitting a Leg Drop. He then steps back and taunts the crowd.
Shannan Lerch: This may be the first mistake Stylez is making; he should stay on the attack!
But as it turns out, Stylez was just waiting for Kale to get to his feet; he grabs him, going for a Reverse Russian Legsweep. However, Windsor has the presence of mind to elbow Stylez away. Kale follows up by kicking Stylez in the gut and hitting a DDT!
Zach Davis: Johnny Stylez's head spiked into the mat!
Kale isn't ready to go for a pin attempt quite yet; he picks Stylez up and executes a Northern Lights Suplex into the pin instead!
Shannan Lerch: Beautifully executed!
No! Stylez kicks out!
Zach Davis: Close-
Slane is back in the ring. He grabs Windsor, tosses him out, then tries to pin Stylez himself.
No, Stylez kicks out again.
Shannan Lerch: Heh. Nice try, Scoutmaster.
Kale gets back into the ring and grabs him from behind, putting him into a Dragon Sleeper!
Zach Davis: Uh oh! Submission hold applied!
Slane slumps down to the mat after several moments. Stylez begins getting to his feet, watching.. waiting for the right moment to bust Slane out of it, right before he'd tap.
Shannan Lerch: Most wrestlers would break this up right away; Stylez is waiting to let Slane get as worn down as possible.
And right when Slane looks like he might tap, Stylez runs and kicks Kale right in the head! Kale rolls away and Stylez pins Slane.
No, Slane still manages to kick out.
Zach Davis: Make enough pin attempts and eventually you'll get lucky and get a win. Stylez is also wearing his opponents down with the constant pin attempts, I'd say.
Stylez turns to Kale and runs at him, executing a Bulldog before pushing him out of the ring with his feet. He then turns towards Slane, who just stumbled up to his feet... he runs at him and executes a Codebreaker!
Shannan Lerch: The Heart Break Hit! Johnny Stylez is going to retain!
Stylez pins Slane, hooking the leg.
No! Slane kicks out!
Zach Davis: Wow! I don't believe it!
Johnny Stylez is looking to end this match. He grabs Slane's feet and is going to lock him into his The Business submission move!, but Kale Windsor gets back into the ring. Kale grabs Stylez from behind, but Stylez switches behind him and shoves him away. Kale runs at Stylez but Stylez drops him with a Dime Bag Drop!
Shannan Lerch: OOF!
Stylez is about to pin Kale, but Slane grabs Stylez from behind and locks him into a Half Nelson.
Zach Davis: Uh oh, here comes the-
..Slane lifts Stylez up into an Olympic Slam!
Zach Davis: ..Scoutmaster Slam!
Stuart Slane drops down and pins Stylez, hooking the leg.
Shannan Lerch: NEW INTERNET CHAMPION!
Stuart Stylez stands up and is handed the Internet Title.
Zach Davis: In our first Title match here at Night of Champions, we've got a Title change! That sure sets the tone for the rest of the night, don't you think, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: Anything can happen on Slam, that's for sure!
Slane raises the Title high in the air while Stylez holds his head in pain and Kale Windsor realizes he's lost his match without being pinned, looking up at Slane angrily.
Doc is walking through the hall in the back, playing a game on his iPhone. Obviously not paying that much attention to what's in front of him. As he turns the corner, Doc collides with Ryan Blake.
Doc Henry: Hey, watch where I'm walking ya NutRider!
Doc angrily shoved his phone into his pocket as he got right into Blake's face. The Hero raised his hands in the air to avoid a confrontation.
Ryan Blake: Easy now Doc, it was an accident...
Doc nodded as he turned and began to walk away. As he was only half turned, Doc spun back around and kicked Blake in the nuts, before laying him out on the concrete with a Gambler's Hand!
Doc Henry: Accident my ass... Boudle...
Doc walks off, leaving Ryan Blake flat on his back, as the Villain Adam Young rounds the corner. Ryan Blake gets up slowly, mad and confused as to what the big deal was. Adam Young looks at Ryan who is resting on one knee, getting to his feet. Adam laughs.
Adam Young: Ha, look at you finally bowing down to your king.
Ryan Blake: You always have a mouth full, dont you bitch?
Ryan gets up on both feet. Adam gets in his face.
Adam Young: You better watch your mouth or i'll bash it in, you--
Ryan gets even closer.
Ryan Blake: You what!!? You what!? Huh? Finish your sentence Young I dare you! I'll lay you the fuck out!
Adam Young: Like Doc just layed you ass out? Look at you Blake you're a joke.
Ryan cools down a bit but snaps back.
Ryan Blake: You want a piece of me? You want Ryan Blake in the ring you sucka?
Adam Young: You have no idea punk.
Young steps back from Blake while keeping the smirk on his face.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen. The following contest will be for one fall, contested under hardcore rules, and will be for the W.C.F. Hardcore Championship! First Introducing the challenger. Hailing from Indianapolis, Indiana and weighing in tonight at 228 pounds, Tommy Kain!
"Still Counting" by Volbeat begins to play throughout the arena, and Tommy Kain emerges to stand at the top of the ramp. He takes in the crowd at a glance. In his right hand is a baseball bat, and his ever present bottle of Evan Williams whiskey in his left. taking a big swig from the bottle he makes his way to the ring, so focused is he on this match he either does not hear, or prefers not to respond to the strong support of cheers he is receiving. The referee ushers him to a neutral corner as Kyle Steel steps back center ring for the next introduction.
Zach Davis: After a bumpy few weeks, Tommy Kain has stepped up his game. And now he has a chance to become the W.C.F hardcore champion.
Shannan Lerch: Yes, he does. And it appears alot of the fans have connected with him, and his never say die attitude. Having been attacked by Priest two weeks ago, and then Bishop last week, he has forged on in spite of their efforts. One has to wonder if those brutal attacks will have any impact on this match.
Zach Davis: That remains to be seen, as he does look pretty focused.
Shannan Lerch: An Auto-de-fe would knock that focus straight off his face.
Kyle Steel: Now introducing the W.C.F hardcore Champion! From Tomah, Wisconsin weighing 245 pounds. he is GEIN SPECTOR.
"I know" by David Lynch heralds the arrival of the hardcore champion. Gein Spector, a kendo stick in hand, walks out and heads straight to the ring, eyes to the ground; ignoring comments being shouted from the crowd. Johnny Slick walks out with a silver microphone, he stands at the top of the ramp with a grin. Johnny taunts the crowd as Gein turns to see Johnny, he shakes his head . Johnny dances his way down to ring side, yelling back at the fans as they booed him all the way down. He reaches the end of the ramp then raises his fists up in the air and yells “No Survivors.” Gein hangs his head in embarrassment as he steps into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Can't believe i'm about to say this about Tommy Kain, but thank god there is A real man in that ring, unlike that pansy standing across the ring from him.
Zach Davis: Did you just call Gein Spector a pansy?
Shannan Lerch: No, I meant Stanley Moser. Yes, I meant Gein Spector, Mr. Sheriff! What kind of hardcore champion allows himself to be embarrassed and humiliated like that?
Zach Davis shakes his head, as the only appropriate response he dares give.
Moser calls for the bell, the champion steps from the turnbuckles, only to be face to face with his challenger. Kain goes to swing the baseball bat, but Gein is quicker, ducking the swing he then spins around on his heels, smashing Kain in the face with the Kendo stick.
Zach Davis: Nice game plan by Kain, but the Champ just one step ahead.
Shannan Lerch: Is this a hardcore match or a home run derby?
Kain staggers back from the blow and Gein takes another swing with the Kendo stick. Kain sees the wide swing however, ducks and comes in low with the bat to Gein's chest. The champ doubles over in pain and Kain slams the bat down on the shoulder, causing Gein to drop the Kendo stick. Seeing the champ down and hurt, Kain kicks the Kendo stick out of the ring, then tosses the baseball bat aside, gaining a pop from the crowd, as they wait to see what Kain has in store next for the champ.
Shannan Lerch: Bad move, there.
Zach Davis: It seems so Shannan, but this could just be part of his game plan. Kain has already demonstrated that he won't shy away from weapons. But also wanting to try to win it cleanly, if possible. It's admirable.
Shannan Lerch: It's a hardcore match! It's stupid! And if he wants to win cleanly, why bring the bat to the ring and use it in the first place?
Zach Davis: Again, only speculation at this point, but part of the game plan
Kain throws Gein to the ropes, and hits him with an knee to the gut on the rebound. The Champ, however, does not go down as Kain had expected. Kain grabs Gein again to throw him to the ropes, but Gein reverses and sends kain hard into the corner turnbuckles. Gein charges Kain, but the challenger gets a foot up, booting the champ in the face. This time, he does fall to the mat. Kain moves quickly, running and dropping an elbow across the chest of the hardcore champ. He hooks a leg, trying for an early pin, but Gein kicks out easily enough. Kain rolls over to his hands and knees, and applies a front face lock to wear down the champ a bit more.
Zach Davis: Tommy Kain trying to soften up the champ, and wearing down his bigger opponent seems like a good move to me.
Shannan Lerch: If he can keep it to the mat, I agree. but again, HARDCORE MATCH! I WANT BLOOD DAMMIT!!
Gein starts to fight his way to his feet while Kain keeps the face lock on tight. The champ manages to get fully upright, reversing his face lock to a side head lock, he tries to throw the challenger to the ropes, but Kain holds on. Gein uses his strength advantage to lift Kain and falls back with a back-body drop. Both men get to their feet. Kain charges Gein, who lifts the him up and hits a big scoop slam. Gein sneers out to the crowd, who jeer him in return. Kain goes to get up, but receives a big kick to his face. Gein then goes out to ringside, not finding anything to his liking under the first ring apron, he goes to another, snarling with delight once he finds an item that he likes. Quickly rolling into the ring Gein brandishes a bullrope, complete with Cowbell to the crowd who jeer him even more. Nailing Tommy several times with the cowbell Gein then wraps the rope tightly around his neck, violently tossing Kain around adding pressure to the choke,
Shannan Lerch: Now, this is what I'm talking about!
Kain pulls at the rope around his throat, trying to draw air into his lungs. In front of him, Stanley Moser is checking for a submission or knockout, while behind him, Gein is calling him names and encouraging him to tap. As the crowd starts to get behind the challenger and chant Kain's name over and over.
Crowd: KAIN! KAIN! KAIN! KAIN! KAIN!
Tommy starts to fight his way to his feet. Gein sees this and tries to tighten the choke, but Kain is now to his feet, where he breaks free with several elbows to the mid-section. Kain takes the rope from his throat, grabbing the cowbell he swing and hits the Champ up side the head with it. Gein falls to the canvas, busted open.
Zach Davis: Tommy Kain with a huge comeback! This kid is impressive out here tonight!
Shannan Lerch: It's not over yet, John.
Kain stands over the fallen champion and raises the cow bell above his head. The crowd starts encouraging him to "do it," Kain looks out at his fans, smiling as he soaks in their cheers. His hesitation is long enough that Gein rolls over, grabbing the baseball bat Kain brought to the ring. Tommy looks down to swing the cowbell just as Gein jabs the bat into his ribcage, causing Kain to double over, dropping the bull rope. Gein smiles an evil smile as he gets to his feet and clubs Kain in the back of the head with the bat. Tommy falls to a knee and one more big blast from the hardcore champ flattens him entirely.
Shannan Lerch: I knew it! That's what the punk gets.
Zach Davis: Tommy Kain made a big mistake hesitating as he did, but to say he "deserved" what he got is a bit harsh.
Gein rolls out of the ring and goes under the ring skirt for a weapon, and finds himself a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire. He smiles before brandishing it to some jeering fans, then re-enters the ring. Kain, using the ropes to get back to his feet. screams out in shock and pain when he is raked across the back with the barbed wire. He howls in pain as blood immediately starts to flow from his back. Gein then lays the board down on the canvas and goes to lift his opponent into a powerbomb position.
Zach Davis: Oh no! I think Gein Spector is about to powerbomb Tommy Kain on that barbed wire!
Shannan Lerch: Ya think?
Gein lifts Kain up, but Kain goes with the move, allowing him to shoot right over Gein's back, landing on his feet, back-to-back with the champion. From there, Kain hooks his arms around Gein's and he pulls Gain over with a back slide. Stanley Moser makes the count...
Kain doesn't let the failed pin attempt slow him down. Once both men are back up, he executes a swinging neck breaker on Gein, followed by a leg drop. He goes for another pin attempt, but this one also fails. Once again, Kain gets to his feet, only to be met with a knee lift which sends him into the ropes. Gein throws Kain to the opposite ropes and goes outside his comfort zone with a cross-body block. However, Kain catches him in mid-air and drops him with a back breaker. Kain gets back to his feet and lifts Gein up, as well. Kain then throws Gein over the top rope to the floor.
Shannan Davis: Here we go! Many a hardcore match has been decided on the arena floor. This is where the boys are separated from the men, and the champions from challengers. Gein, is the Champion, this is HIS domain.
Zach Davis: Kain has shown in the past what he can and will do. I'm not ready to count him out, just yet.
Both men now outside the ring, Gein sizes up Kain, who is struggling up to his feet. Gein sends him back down with a boot to the head, then goes under the ring again, this time coming out with a crowbar. He brandishes the bar with a smile, then straddles Kain, and then begins to choke his opponent with the bar.
Zach Davis: A CROWBAR?
Shannan Lerch: When did they start putting THOSE under the ring?
A closeup shows a gasping Tommy Kain, trying to find a way out of the hold. With 240 plus pounds sitting on his back, he is finding it harder and harder to escape. After several more moments, all the fight seems to have left him. Stanly Moser, now on the floor, decides it's time to check Kain for a knockout. Moser raises Kain's arm in the air once, and it drops limply.
Zach Davis: This doesn't look good, but this crowd hasn't given up on Tommy yet.
Crowd: LETS GO TOMMY LET'S GO ! (clap clap clap) LET'S GO TOMMY LET'S GO! (clap clap clap) LET'S GO TOMMY LET'S GO! (clap clap clap)
The champ continues to pull back on the unconscious form of Kain, Moser lifts Kain's arm a second time...and it drops.
Crowd: LETS GO TOMMY LET'S GO ! (clap clap clap) LET'S GO TOMMY LET'S GO! (clap clap clap) LET'S GO TOMMY LET'S GO! (clap clap clap)
Gein starts shouting at the crowd to stop their chants, and lets up on the choke just enough that we can see some life come into Kain's eyes. Moser grabs his arm to lift it again, but Kain jerks it away, gaining a major pop. Kain is able to grab the crowbar on either side of his neck and with some effort pries it away from his windpipe completely. The battle of strength continues as Gein tries desperately to reapply the crowbar-assisted choke, but Kain finally wins the battle by slamming himself backwards into Gein, knocking both men over backwards.
Zach Davis: Once again, I am impressed with Tommy Kain. What will power! This guy just will NOT quit.
Shannan Lerch: I'll admit it, he is a fighter.
Both men are breathing heavily, but Gein is the first to his feet once he shoves the weight of Kain off of him. Kain, with a surgence of adrenaline now fueling him, gets to his knees and throws a stiff punch in the gut to Gein, then gets to his feet and hits him with an uppercut, sending Gein into the ring apron. Kain then hits the champion with a hard chop across the chest, then a second.
Kain then attempts to lift Gein back into the ring, but at this point of the match after all the punishment he has taken, especially, Gein is too strong for him. The champ grabs a hand full of hair, looks over to the side of the ring, runs and slams Kain's face off of the ring post. Kain drops to the floor, bleeding from the new gash in his head. Gein then reaches into the ring, grabbing the bat, he backs up to the guard rail and extends his right arm, bat in hand and waits.
Zach Davis: Gein looking to put this one away with his what looks like a clothesline with tha that.
Shannan Lerch: Yep, once Kain gets to his feet, it's all over! No shame for Mr. Hardcore, he showed a lot of heart out here tonight.
Kain slowly uses the ring post to help himself up. The champion Gein Spector waits patiently. Kain turns around...
CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL (with bat)
At the last possible moment, Kain springs up, aiming for Geins chest with a standing dropkick, but Gein flinches, trying to avoid it, as he tries to pull back. There is too much momentum, Kain's feet nails the bat Gein placed on his arm, a sickening CRACK can be heard as Gein drops to the ground holding his arm.
Zach Davis: Oh my God! That sounded terrible!
Gein rolls around on the floor in agony. Stanley Moser rushes over to Gein, trying to check him. Moser calls for a medic who kneels down before the fallen champion.
Zach Davis: This doesn't look very good for Gein Spector.
Shannan Lerch: You heard that crunch. He had to have broken his arm!
Tommy Kain isn't having it, however. He grabs Spector and rolls him back into the ring, not letting the arm injury stop the conclusion of the match. He pins Spector, hooking the leg.
Zach Davis: New Hardcore Champion! I don't like how Tommy Kain did it, exactly, but new Champ nonetheless!
The ref gives Kain the Hardcore Title. He stands up and holds it into the air, grinning like a madman.
Shannan Lerch: Tommy Kain has just guarenteed his entry into the Ultimate Showdown match, this is a huge deal for him.
Zach Davis: I hate to say it, but I hope Gein Spector is going to be okay...
A medic is talking to Spector, who is holding his arm in pain, as we go to commercial.
Somewhere in the back hallways of W.C.F. arena. as Synn and Roy Speede make their way through the corridors of the arena. The scene zooms as the two appear to be in the middle of a discussion.
Roy Speede: Cause seriously dude, that was a nasty attack. You always had my back, but every time i tried to return calls or what not, that Malki guy told me to fuck off, what a dick!
Synn nods. A smile of total understanding on his face
Synn: Makes sense. Malki just isn't my agent, he's like a big brother. He figured more than likely, anything from W.C.F would be a distraction.
Roy Speede: So what you thought was me turning my back on you,was just...this Malki guy's way of protecting you i guess. Makes sense.
Synn: Well you got to figure, he's got alot of time, energy and shit loads of money invested in me. He was doing the same thing anyone else would do to protect an investment, or a brother.
Roy nods. Just as the two turn a corner and down yet another hallway, Synn stops dead in his tracks, looking at the name plaque on one of the doors. Roy abruptly stops a few steps after, turning to see what Synn is looking at. Once he spots it, his eyes go wide.
Roy Speede: OH NO! Come on Terry, you can't be serious?
A devilishly playful smile curls across his lips. He quickly slips his hand into a pocket inside his trench coat pulling out a large tube of Super-glue. He looks back at the door plaque reads "JEFF PURSE". Roy looks around nervously, obviously not liking where the situation is going.
Roy Speede: OH MAN TERRY! Why do you always do this to me? you had this planned didn't you?
Synn feigns shock and surprise, quickly thinking he blurts out the first thing that comes to mind.
Synn: What? ME? Never, hey, we have a scout master running around here, we gotta be prepared for anything!
Roy shakes his head, Synn knows it's the weakest of excuses but the best one he could come up with, till a thought pops into his devious mind.
Synn: Oh come on Roy, don't you want to get him back for when you and FPV lost the tag titles not so long ago? Come on, do it for Franky-boy, you know you wanna!
Roy thinks for a second, noticing Synn's smile getting bigger. Shaking his head, he gives in
Roy Speede: Fine, Hurry up though. God, the shit you get me into man.
Synn gently knocks making sure no one is in the room. He slowly opens the door, Roy takes position to keep a look out in case anyone comes there way.
Synn: YOOHOO! Housekeeping!
Roy's eyes go wide again as he snaps his head over to Synn
Roy Speede: House keeping?
Synn shrugs, Roy tries to muffle a laugh, some things never change, Terry never was really good at thinking on the fly in the middle of causing trouble. He rocks back and forth from nervousness, just knowing someone, maybe even Jeff himself, will come down that hallway and catch them. He steps up to the door, he hears what sounds like furniture moving around. Shaking his head again he whispers through the door.
Roy Speede: Hurry up man, what's taking so long?
After a few minutes, Synn steps out from the private locker room. The gleam in his eyes almost as big as the smile on his face. He flips the now empty tube of super glue into the air, catching it in his hands.
Roy Speede: Are we done yet? what the hell did you do?
Synn chuckles at the though of his devious prank.
Synn: Jeff Purse has O.C.D, obsessive compulsive disorder.
Roy Speede: I KNOW what that is Terry, but what does that have to do with anything?
Synn chuckles again, both at the image of Jeff's face when he see's his room out of order and disorganized, his O.C.D. kicking in on overdrive, and also that Roy still couldn't get over not calling him Terry anymore.
Synn: I moved all the furniture, pictures and whatever isn't nailed down, and superglued them into place. When Jeff see's it, he's going to go nuts trying to get everything back into it's proper order, not being able to move them, his O.C.D mind won't be able to handle it, his match with me for the United States championship will be the LAST thing on his mind, he won't be able to focus during our match, obsessing over his room being out of order, giving me one HUMONGOUS mental advantage over him.
Roy shakes his head in mild amusement.
Roy Speede: Your one evil dude.
Voices coming down the hall from around the corner cut the conversation short. Synn and Roy quickly high tail it out of the area before anyone see's them.
Zach Davis: Next up ladies and gentlemen, is the World tag team championship match. The defending champions, Michael Santiago and Ryan Blake take on the very impressive duo of Eric Price and Jonathan Jakobs.
Shannan Lerch: The huge announcement made my Synn earlier this evening before Night of Champions got underway, kind of has muddied the waters a bit.
Zach Davis: So true Shannan. Some harsh words toward the Alliance champions as well. Claiming since he beat them in a handicap match....
Shannan Lerch: ...A NON TITLE handicap match that is..
Zach Davis: ...Yes, a non title handicap match, but saying since they could not beat him in such a match that they are unworthy champions.
Shannan Lerch: Then declares himself the new world tag team champion. Mighty bold move, brazen balls of steel he has.
Zach Davis: The Alliance has pretty much tried to ignore him the past few weeks. But with a win over Shane Knight at last weeks fatal four way, one can't help but wonder how big a thorn in the side of the Alliance he has to become before they do something.
Shannan Lerch: Well after that announcement and the degrading insults, i can't help but think he's biting off more than he can chew.
Zach Davis: Though do give him credit, Doc Henry as a tag team partner? A very shocking decision what with the history the two have, i can only imagine it as a symbol of the strength of solidarity in Darkside of Treachery.
Shannan Lerch: It's a wise choice though. Doc is a 2010 tag team of the year award winner, and a 3 time tag team champion. there aren't many better to choose from.
Zach Davis: Plus, earlier we saw Doc Henry hit Ryan Blake with the Gambler's Hand!
Shannan Lerch: Things are getting personal, that's for sure.
Zach Davis: But now let's go to the ring, and Kyle Steel with the introductions.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen, The next match is a one fall match for the WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP.
The crowd rises to it's feet cheering on Kyle as he proceeds with the introductions.
Kyle Steel: First, the challengers. Coming down the aisle at a combined weight of 465 lbs. The team of Eric Price and Jonathan Jakobs.
Back In Black by AC/DC fills the arena, Gold lights will start flashing as the music starts and as soon as Eric Price walks out, Jonathan Jakobs right by his side, a gold spotlight shines on them as they makes their way to the ring with a slow and determined walk, Price has a smirk on his face walking down the entrance ramp. He looks around at the audience, simply looking down on them, as Jakobs makes his way straight to the ring. Then Price steps in the ring using the steps and walks into the ring as he stands in the center of it looking around at the audience with disdain and a grin on his face. As the crowds mixture of boo's and cheers die down, Kyle steps back to the center of the ring to introduce the next team
Kyle Steel: And their opponents, Weighing in at a combined weight of 411 lbs. Your W.C.F. world Tag Team champions,
"King Of My World" fills the arena as the light is drained. The pyro goes off that illuminates the arena. As the music climaxes The Alliance appear at the top of the stage, they slowly make their way down to the ring, while taunting the fans. once inside they climb opposite turnbuckles and gesture to the crowd before meeting in the middle of the ring and doing their signature "Alliance" taunt. They hold up the tag team titles high in the air proudly displaying them off.
Shannan Lerch: They don't look too happy here.
Zach Davis: Guess they've heard Synn's announcement. Definitely can't be pleased that is for sure, showing off the titles like that could be sending a message that THEY are the only true champions.
Michael and Ryan hand the belts to Stanley Moser, demanding him to show the belts to everyone in the arena and to those watching on tv.
Shannan Lerch: Yep, their pissed.
Eric Price and Jonathan Jakobs don't waste any time. When the Alliance turn to a camera man to share a few comments, the dou both look at each other, shaking their heads in agreement, and take it to the champions. Moser barely gets out of the way as Price and Jakobs start wailing on Santiago and Blake. He throws a hand in the air signalling for the bell.
Shannan Lerch: There is the bell, and there go the challengers.
Zach Davis: Price and Jakobs have a golden opportunity here. Even IF Synn and Doc are recognized as tag team champions, if these two men win this match, the can go on to unify the tag team belts.
Shannan Lerch: But if Synn and Doc are the tag team champions, does that mean Price and Jakobs belts are worthless?
Zach Davis: No, they WILL be tag team champions, just sharing that title with Doc and Synn. I think!
Shannan shakes her head
Shannan Lerch: Damn i hate Synn. This shit's confusing.
Price takes Santiago and Jakobs traps Blake in a corner. The two men work over the champions trying to wear them down. Price whips Santiago to the ropes, as Jakobs grabs Blakes wrist. Almost working in unison, as Santiago rebounds back, Price drops flat to his stomach as Jakobs whips Blake out of the corner, Just as Santiago hops over Price, he runs into Blake, the collision creates a loud THUD and the crowd loves it.
Zach Davis: Price and Jakobs working like a well oiled machine.
Shannan Lerch: One wouldn't know it that they haven't been partners for very long.
Zach Davis: Chemistry amongst team mates is a vital part to a successful tag team, legendary names like the Rock and Roll Express, Jim Cornette's Midnight Express, the Hart Foundation, The Steiner brothers, The Dudley boys, and the mighty Road Warriors all had it.
Moser asserts control of the match, forcing Price and Jakobs to choose a legal man, Jakob volunteers as Price shrugs, then steps out to the ring apron. Blake slides out, taking a spot in a neutral corner opposite Price. Jakobs stomps Santiago four times in the chest and ribs. He leans down to pick Black Charisma up, Santiago grabs a handful of Jakobs hair instead, nailing three successful shin kicks to the head. Jakob stumbles back reeling from the blows.
Shannan Lerch: And Santiago looking like a Rock-et on his back there
Zach Davis: Way too early to count out the tag champs. Santiago back in the match with several hard kicks there.
Quickly scrambling to his feet, Santiago ducks a charging Jakobs clothesline spins around and nails a perfect dropkick that makes Jakobs sail several feet back onto the mat.
Zach Davis: A beautiful dropkick by Black Charisma.
Quickly pressing the advantage, Santiago snatches Jakobs off the mat, positioning him closer to the Alliance corner with a hard snap suplex. He makes a quick tag, as Moser makes the count, Santiago picks up Jakobs, grabbing an arm holding it out as Blake climbs to the top turnbuckle. He comes down with a hard fist to the ribs of Jakobs who doubles up in pain from the blow.
Zach Davis: Despite the fast starts from Price and Jakobs, the Alliance taking control back from them.
Blake wraps his arms around Jakobs waist attempting to hoist the larger man in the air. Jakobs senses the move, and puts all his weight down on his feet blocking it. Blake goes for the move again, no success.
Shannan Lerch: Blake going for power moves against that larger an
Zach snickers at the comment, trying to remain unbiasedly professional, especially after the reprimand for his actions during the Fatal four way match at Night of Contenders.
Zach Davis: Blake is strong for a cruiserweight, but he needs to stick with what works, his hit and run high flying.
Jakobs swings back several elbows nailing Blake in the head each time, he goes for one big finishing blow, Blake ducks the blow as Jakobs swings 180 degrees around. Blake nails several stiff forearm shots then attempts a belly to belly suplex. Jakob plants himself again, laughing as he looks at the crowd in amusement. Santiago isn't having it, he hops the turnbuckles, yelling at Blake to let go. Jakobs looks up in surprise as Santiago launches into the air, Blake releases his grip stepping back as Santiago hits a missile dropkick. The move is half successful, Jakobs falls back first to the mat, but puts him close enough to his corner to reach in and tag in Price.
Zach Davis: Hot tag to Price, and WOW he's coming in like a house on fire
Shannan Lerch: WHOA!! Look at him go!
Price hops the top rope nailing first Santiago, then Blake with short clotheslines. Jakobs, with a small surge of adrenaline watching Price clean house, catches Blake with a power slam as Price wraps up Santiago, pinning his arms to his side, tossing him to his back with a arm trap belly to belly suplex.
Zach Davis: Price and Jakobs chances are looking better and better each moment. Their clicking well and working together very fluidly
Moser pushes Jakobs back to his corner. As Price pics up Santiago he is hit with a devastating double team move as Santiago throws his arms up forcing Price to let go. Blake quickly comes in low as Santiago hits with with a spinning shin kick and a leg sweep combo. Price crashes to the mat hard, the wind being totally knocked out of him. Moser turns to see Blake sliding out of the ring and Santiago making a pin. He jumps over the bodies of Price and Santiago to make the count
Just as Jakobs hops through the ropes to make the save, everyone freezes with many in the audience ducking behind other audience members as screeching tires and gunshots ring through out the arena.
Zach Davis: *crouching behind the announce table* What the hell is that?
Soon everyone realizes it's the Darkside of Treachery theme, "I Like It" by Foxy Shazam.
Shannan Lerch: OOH MY GOOOD!!! ZACH, LOOK AT WHO'S COMING DOWN TO THE RING!!!!
As Doc Henry and Synn slowly make their way to the ring the crowd goes berzerk. Moser tries to keep control as Blake and Santiago begin yelling insults and threats, wide eyed with anger as Doc and Synn hold up their tag team championship belts proudly displaying them for all to see, the crowd is berzerk at the ultimate show of disrespect.
Zach Davis: Synn has alot of guts showing up here in the middle of THIS, of all matches.
Shannan Lerch: Shit, no wonder my brother likes this guy so much, he ain't afraid to not just Stir controversy, but to built that shit up, The Alliance is losing it.
Zach Davis: I guess he wanted to make sure the Alliance got his message from the announcement he made earlier this evening.
Shannan Lerch: Hell, i'm starting to like him all of a sudden.
Moser fails to keep the two teams separated. Santiago steps out of the ring, getting face to face with Synn yelling at him, the crowd noise drowns out what he's shouting, but Synn reacts by smiling mockingly at him, pissing Santiago off even further, Blake is yelling at Santiago to get back into the match.
Zach Davis: Blake, behind you!-
Eric Price rolls Blake up from behind while he'd been yelling at Blake!
Shannan Lerch: HAH!
Zach Davis: New Tag Team Champions!
Santiago turns around, his eyes going wide as he realized what just happened. Synn is just laughing. Santiago hears him, turns around and punches Synn right in the face! Synn is sent reeling. Henry grabs their custom Tag Titles and retreats up the ramp with Synn as Blake and Santiago regroup outside the ring and Eric Price and Jonathan Jakobs celebrate inside it.
Shannan Lerch: Welp, any way you slice it, great effort by Jakobs and Price here. They deserve those belts.
As the camera pans over the crowd, Kyle Steel is in the ring to make the announcements for the match...
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the W.C.F. Television Championship!!
Zach Davis: An interesting match up as the newest member of the Pantheon squares off against a Perfect Alliance member.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the Challenger, hailing from Sweet Water, Alabama.. "The Inveterate Confederate" Johnny Reb,
The house lights dim, and the intro to Lynnyrd Skynnyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" hits the speakers. Hushed anticipation falls over the crowd as a spotlight illuminates the stage. Johnny Reb steps out from behind the curtain. A cheer goes up from the audience at his appearance. As the he walks down the ramp, a cascade of sparks rains down on the stage. The Inveterate Confederate circles the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. Johnny eschews the steps completely; he leaps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckles, posing for the cheering crowd for a moment before he jumps down, ready for the match to begin.
Kyle Steel: And the World television Champion. He hails from Oakland, CA.... "The Mack" Steve Orbit
Entrance and music: "Flashlight" by Parlaiment Funkadellic plays over the PA. The arena goes dark and a pink strobe light flashes throughout the arena. Small pink lights swirl around the crowd and the entire arena and eventually converge into one big pink spotlight as "The Mack" Steve Orbit and Golden Joey appear at the top of the aisle. Steve 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. Once at ringside, he continues to "flirt" with the girls in the crowd as he enters the ring. When he hits the ring he raises the TV title in the air and smiles nodding as the crowd mostly boos, with a small section of Orbit fans cheering him on.
Stanley Moser takes the title, showing it to the crowd, then to the camera so the television audience can see it, before handing it to the timekeeper. A smile on the face of both competitor as they step forward. Stanley Moser calls for the bell to start the match...
Shannan Lerch: And we're off!!
Zach Davis: This isn't a horse race Shannan! This is for the television championship.
Reb and Orbit square off, staring each other in the eyes. Orbit takes a step back, looking as if he is backing off away from Reb, then swings back bringing his arm wide for a Pimp Slap on Reb. Reb ducks, letting Orbit swing overhead.
Shannan Lerch: OH!! Steve Orbit goes for a slap and Johnny ducks, then spears the Champ to the ground and they're going at it now!!
Johnny Reb spears Orbit to the ground and is laying in hard lefts and rights! Reb hops up to his feet then lays in hard kicks to the stomach of the Champ! Orbit gasps, trying to cover up and protect himself through this onslaught. Orbit wisely rolls over to the ropes, wrapping his arm around the bottom strand. Moser steps in between the two, allowing Orbit to scramble to his feet and gain his bearings...
Zach Davis: Johnny Reb starting off fast and furious here.
Shannan Lerch: After recent events, he's probably taking out alot of anger and frustration. That dude has been through alot of weird shit lately.
The referee tries to pull Reb off Orbit, warning about the closed fists. Reb backs off, holding his hands in the air. Just as Moser turns to check on Orbit, Reb pounced again with hard lefts and rights, as Orbit doing his best to cushion the blows. Moser steps in again, warning Reb about using closed fists. Orbit, more than a bit perturbed at the beat down, seizes the opportunity, spears Reb to the mat, sitting on his chest he starts slamming fists into face chest and head of the Inveterate Confederate, who is trying his damnedest to fight back in such a prone position!! The crowd is on their feet and loving every minute of the action that is more like a street brawl than a wrestling match.
Zach Davis: Stanley Moser seems to have lost control of the match.
Shannan Lerch: Either that, or is just letting them go at it. They look like two alley cats fighting over a scrap of food.
Zach Davis: And that scrap of food is the Television championship.
As the two make their way back to their feet, Orbit goes for a massive roundhouse right, in hopes of ending the fight quick, but Reb ducks and catches him with a kick to the gut! Reb then hits the ropes, catching Steve with a spinning neck breaker, taking down "the Mack" once more! Johnny grabs Macks head, since he has little to no hair, then connects with a hard knee lift that causes Mack to lurch backwards into the ropes where he becomes entangled!! Reb looks at the audience and smiles as the crowd gets behind him, and Orbit looks wide-eyed and shakes his head at the look on the Challenger's face...desperately trying to free himself from the ropes.
Reb takes the opening and begins blasting Steve with hard punches to the head chest and ribs, after a serious of punches, Reb hits some solid kicks to the body of the defending Champ! Reb takes three steps back, Orbit, weary from the beat down, still fights to get free, Reb then charges Orbit, lifting up a leg nailing the champ in the face with a big boot. The Mack goes limp, falling to the mat as soon as Stanley Moser gets him loose from the ropes! Reb seizes the opportunity for the cover...
Shannan Lerch: Kickout by Steve Orbit!!!
Reb looks at Moser, who acknowledges the two-count. Grabbing Orbit, Reb pulls him up from the mat, hooking him up and throwing him with a belly-to-belly suplex! The fans cheer as Reb stands while Orbit clutches at his back in pain. Reb steps over and reaches for Orbit, who immediately slides under the ropes to avoid him!
Shannan Lerch: The Champ doing the smart thing here and avoiding the onslaught that he was under from Johnny by going to the outside. Very ring savvy there!
Zach Davis: Yes, but he has to be sure of the count by Stanley Moser or he'll get counted out and lose this match.
Shannan Lerch: Can't lose the television title on a count out though.
As Orbit walks around the ring, trying to gather up a new game plan, Johnny stands in the center and awaits his entrance, mouthing the words, "Who's the bitch now?" to the champion. Mack's face turns red and he charges the ring, sliding in and receiving a kick to the gut. Johnny Reb comes off the ropes attempting a scissor kick, but Steve Orbite ducks away and turns, catching Johnny Reb with a side Russian legs-weep.
Zach Davis: Strong back and forth from these two amazing champions
The Mack immediately rises and grabs Johnny's legs, holding them in the air and planting kick after kick into the hamstring area! Reb screams with each shot. Steve then grabs the right leg and follows up with an elbow drop to the thigh and knee of Johnny Reb. The fans are booing as Orbit works over the knee, going for a spinning toe hold that has referee Moser asking Reb if he wants to give up. Reb refuses and tries to punch his way out of the hold, only to have The Champ cinch in the hold tighter, forcing Reb back to the mat!
Zach Davis: Very smart here by Steve Orbit, going after the legs of Johnny Reb. He is wearing down those legs, which limits Rebs aerial high flying attack, keeping the Inveterate confederate on the mat where the Champ can control the tempo of the match. Steve Orbit taking dominate control of the match. The television title is contested under a television time limit, the longer the match goes, the more it favors the Champion. Reb has to know that, and the clock is ticking.
Timekeeper: There is 3 minutes left in the match. Repeating, there is 3 minutes remaing in the television time limit.
Shannan Lerch: Wow that time goes by fast. Reb better step it up, or watch the title slip by.
In the ring, Reb has somehow fought his way up to a vertical base, Orbit goes for a trip, but Reb displays some amazing athleticism, and jumps over it, bounces up in the air, connecting with an enziguri that knocks Orbit forward into the middle turnbuckle! As the crowd cheers on a comeback, Reb tries to regain his feet as Orbit is shaking the cobwebs, he runs in, connecting with a high knee to Steve's back that causes the Champ to scream in pain! Reb hooks Orbit's arms behind his and, in a show of strength, lifts him up into the air, stretching the pectoral and shoulder muscles, before releasing and letting the Champ fall face-first to the mat! The fans are cheering even harder now as Johnny Reb heads to the top rope, waiting for Orbit to rise...
Orbit gets to his feet and stumbles backwards, his hands over his face, then looks around in time to see Reb leap from the top and come hurtling toward him, Reb spins 360 degrees in the air, catching Orbit with a head lock slamming his head to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL!!
Zach Davis: With time ticking down in the tv time limit, Reb goes for the kill.
Back in the ring, Johnny Reb hooks both of Steve Orbits legs for the pin.
Shannan Lerch: Almost had another new Champion tonight!
Reb sighs, standing up, not knowing what to do next. He kicks at Orbit several times before....
Zach Davis: There's the bell!
Indeed, Kyle calls for the bell.
Kyle Steel: This match has reached a time limit draw; still your Television Champion... STEVE ORBIT!
Reb turns to Kyle and the ref, pleading for an extension to the time limit. However, all of a sudden, Doc Henry slips through, hopping the guard rail at ringside.
Shannan Lerch: Wait a second Zach...
Zach Davis: Oh no, Reb look out!!!
Without warning, Doc runs at Johnny from behind, and drills him with a shot to the skull using the Confederate Title.
Zach Davis: Will these two ever stop?!?
Orbit has left the ring, grateful to still have the TV Title, grabbing it as he heads up the ramp.As if in answer to Zach Davis, Doc stomps on Reb a few times before pulling him to his feet. Doc whips Reb hard into the turnbuckle hard. As the Inveterate Confederate slumps into the corner, Doc hits him with a Stinger Spash.
Shannan Lerch: Reb is in serious trouble here, where is Pantheon?
Catching him as he begins to fall, Doc lifts him onto the top turnbuckle as Mary slides a table into the ring. As she sets up the table, Doc mounts the middle ropes and punches Reb in the head ten times.
Zach Davis: This isn't looking good...
Popping the crowd drawing many boos, Doc grins as he steps onto the top ropes, pulling Reb up with him. With a smile worthy of the Devil himself, Doc lifts Reb up and drives him through the table with a Straight To Hell jackhammer.
Zach Davis: Noooo!!!!
Shannan Lerch: Doc has just decimated Reb here...
Doc stands over Reb, as Mary hands him a mic.
Doc Henry: Well Johnny, don't take this personal, as I proved I was the better man in our feud. Consider this your welcome gift for joining Panty-on...
As Doc stands and drops the mic, Kid P, Johnny Fly and Nightmare emerge from the back and run to the ring. Grabbing his Confederate Title, Doc and Mary roll out of the ring and escape through the crowd as the members of Pantheon check on their fallen comrade...
Zach Davis: We've been waiting for this one all night... the US Title on the line.
Shannan Lerch: Synn has taken WCF by storm ever since he joined the Darkside of Treachery, and Jeff Purse has solidified himself as one of the top competitors in the company as well. This will be good.
Zach Davis: Plus, what Synn did to Jeff's room earlier... he isn't going to be happy.
An eerie tune begins to play as the lights go dim, a dazzling bright red and purple laser lights show fills the arena. Sounds of children laughing signals the beginning of a gothic techno beat heralding the arrival of Synn. He heads to the ring through the crowd, a member of security on either side. He hops over the guardrail and circles the ring.... until Jeff Purse comes flying down the entryway and attacking him!
Shannan Lerch: WHOA!
Zach Davis: Purse couldn't wait to get his hands on Synn, here we go!
Purse hits Synn with several rights and lefts, with Synn not being able to do anything but put his hands up to protect himself. Purse grabs him and throws him into the ring steps. Synn crashes into them with a loud THUD. Synn backs into the corner of the guardrail, and Purse begins stomping at him repeatedly.
Shannan Lerch: The match hasn't even technically begun yet, as they haven't gotten into the ring!
Purse must be thinking the same thing, as he picks Synn up and rolls him in before sliding in himself. Kyle Steel calls for the bell before going to retrieve the US Title that fell off Purse's shoulder as he ran out. Purse quickly tries pinning Synn, checking just how much his surprise attack paid off.
No, Synn kicks out. But Purse is relentless. He picks Synn up and throws him to the ropes, hitting a Spinning Heel Kick as he comes back. Purse then runs to the turnbuckle, springs up and flies off, hitting a Moonsault!
No! Another kickout by Synn!
Zach Davis: Say what you want about Synn but he has heart, that's for sure. But he's got to get back in the game right now, this match has been all Jeff Purse thus far.
Shannan Lerch: Maybe messing with Jeff's room wasn't the best idea; it just pissed him off and lead to this!
Purse grabs Synn's leg, ready to wrap him in an Ankle Lock! The crowd is on their feet but Synn knows just how costly it would be to let Purse apply that move at this point in the match. Synn kicks Purse away with all his might. Purse stumbles back and Synn gets to his feet. He ducks a Clothesline attempt from Purse and then hits him with a Shining Wizard!
Zach Davis: OOF! There you go, Shannan, Synn is back in the game, and he just nearly took the US Champ's head off!
Synn kicks at Purse a few times before grabbing his legs now.
Shannan Lerch: Could be going for El Pozo here, Synn knows submissions just as well as Jeff Purse does. Arguably better.
Purse, like Synn a few minutes ago, does everything he can to kick Synn away. Synn decides instead to pick Purse up, but Purse hits him with several shots to the stomach as he does. He follows up with forearm shots to the head before throwing Synn to the ropes... but Synn Springboards as Jeff runs at him, landing behind him, and dropping him with a Reverse DDT! Synn drops and pins him.
No, Purse kicks out.
Zach Davis: Another nearfall!
Quickly, Synn grabs Purse's legs and does indeed wrap him up with a Reverse Figure Four!
Shannan Lerch: There it is, El Pozo!
Purse yells in pain, thrashing around for several moments before calming himself and trying to focus. He looks around, trying to see the closest chance to grab the ring ropes, and begins crawling.
Zach Davis: Purse can't afford to stay in this hold for long; if his leg gets injured, that is too big of a weakness, and Synn is going to capitalize for sure.
Slowly but surely, Jeff Purse inches towards the ropes. As he gets closer and closer, the fans begin clapping, urging him on.
Shannan Lerch: So close... come on Synn, keep that locked in!
Purse lunges, and grabs onto the rope! The fans cheer as the ref tells Synn he has to release the hold, which he does. But the damage has been done. As Purse begins standing back up, he is favoring his right leg.
Zach Davis: This isn't good for the defending Champion here. That bad leg is now a target.
Synn bounces off the ropes and then chop blocks Purse's bad leg, causing him to go right back down. Mercilessly, Synn circles Purse, kicking at the bad leg repeatedly.
Shannan Lerch: The US Title is coming home to the Darkside of Treachery, baby!
Synn drags Purse over to the turnbuckle. He uses it to lock Purse in the Psycho Scorpion!
Zach Davis: That is an illegal hold! He can't win with it, but he sure can hurt Jeff Purse and wear that leg down!
The ref begins the five count, yelling at Synn to release it. And right before the five count, Synn does indeed release it. He then drags Purse into the middle of the ring and pins him.
No, Purse still manages to get his shoulder up!
Shannan Lerch: Boo!
Synn stands up, arguing with the ref that that was a three count. After realizing that it won't get him anywhere he turns back to Purse and approaches him... only for Purse to catch him and roll him up with a schoolboy pin!
NO! Synn gets out of it!
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse almost had it there, hot damn! Out of nowhere!
Synn gets to his feet. Purse attempts to get back up just as quickly but his bad leg slows him down. Synn runs at him and takes him back down with another Clothesline.
Shannan Lerch: You know, that right leg is VERY important to Purse's offense. From his finisher, The Spoke, to all his springboard and high risk moves...
Zach Davis: You're right, Shannan. Things are looking pretty grim for the United States Champion.
Synn begins climbing to the top rope. The fans boo as he reaches the top. He takes some time to gloat, before looking down at Jeff and flying off the top with a 360 flip into a legdrop!
Shannan Lerch: THUNDERSTRUCK!
But no!, Jeff Purse slides out of the way in the nick of time!
Zach Davis: PURSE ESCAPES! This is his chance to capitalize on Synn's mistake!
Synn holds his back in pain as Purse grabs the rope, pulling himself up. He waits for Synn to stumble up as well....
Shannan Lerch: WATCH OUT, SYNN!
Jeff hits The Spoke!
Zach Davis: THERE IT IS!
Jeff's face contorts with pain as he hits the move, but hits it he does. He falls on top of Synn, pinning him.
BUT NO! SYNN KICKS OUT!
Shannan Lerch: Whaaa?!
Zach Davis: Synn just kicked out of The Spoke! I don't believe it!
Purse rolls over, breathing heavily, not sure how this happened or what to do next. He works his way up to his feet, still visibly favoring his right leg. He begins climbing to the top rope.
Shannan Lerch: I believe it must be time for the Deflater...
Once Jeff is to the top, Synn dives, throwing himself onto the top rope and causing Jeff to lose his balance! Jeff drops down onto the turnbuckle, and Synn, as quick as possible, begins climbing up with him.
Zach Davis: He may be going for a Superplex! Purse just wasn't fast enough getting to the top.
Synn does indeed begin positioning Purse for the Superplex! Both men are standing, Synn throws Jeff's arm over his shoulder.
Shannan Lerch: This is dangerous...
Purse knows this could be the end, and starts punching Synn in the side! Purse escapes the Superplex attempt and shoves Synn off! Synn crashes hard to the mat.
Zach Davis: This is Purse's chance! It's do or die for the United States Champion!
Purse takes a deep breath before flying off with the Five Star Frog Splash.
Shannan Lerch: NO!
Zach Davis: THE DEFLATER!
Purse hits it! He pins Synn, hooking the leg!
Shannan Lerch: And there you have it!
Purse's music hits as he rolls off of Synn, breathing heavily. After several moments he's able to stand up long enough to get his arm raised briefly and take his United States Title, leaving the ring. Synn slowly begins getting up as well, disappointed.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Odin waits for the match to get underway.
Zach Davis: Here is Odin Balfore. Seth has yet to make the Ultimate Showdown match official, but you KNOW Odin wants to be in it.
Shannan Lerch: Of course, though... who doesn't?
The Lights go out as blue mist begins to fill the air as Shane's theme begins to play. A man wearing a hoodie comes out to an arena full of cheers. He removes the hood and looks around as he stands at the top of the ramp. He smiles and continues walking down the aisle as he approaches the ring. He slides in the ring and runs to the turnbuckle and climbs it smiling.
Zach Davis: And here is Perfect Alliance member Shane Knight!
The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.
As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!
The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage. He crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists.
Kyle Steel: Introducing, from Richmond, Virginia, Wrestling Championship Federation's own Silver Lining, he is ROY SPEEEEDE!!
Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm. His palm is facing the crowd. He drops his arm, and begins jogging to ringside, high-fiving fans as he goes, before climbing onto the apron, and then climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. He raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage. He leaps from the turnbuckle into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Roy Speede was able to defeat FPV on Slam, I bet he'd love to be in the Ultimate Showdown match as well.
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.
Zach Davis: And finally... the man that lost the World Title to FPV, despite not being pinned... did somebody say "wants to be in Ultimate Showdown too"?
Fly stands with his eyes directly fixed on the ring. He stands motionless on the stage as the jumbotron changes to the words ‘This is the Era of Jonny Fly.’ The music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Fly. His eyes remain fixed on his opponents throughout. Slowly and deliberately he 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 still directly fixed on the ring. He cracks his trademark arrogant smirk causing another negative reaction from the crowd. He walks toward the ring steps and uses them to elevate himself into the ring, where takes a position in the corner to await the start of the match.
Shannan Lerch: Big match here. My newest partner.. er.. broadcast partner, that is.. Jonny Fly.. in action.
The bell sounds. Fly and Balfore both start the match for their respective teams.
Zach Davis: Oh my. This is huge.
Shannan Lerch: Jonny Fly and Odin Balfore have never had a one on one match, but good God would I love to see it.
Fly looks across the ring to Balfore; Balfore to Fly; both of the former Champions realize that the other is the one starting the match. Both men begin to grin and step towards the middle of the ring.
Zach Davis: You could cut the tension here with a knife...
Fly and Balfore begin trash talking one another as everyone in the crowd is on their feet. They're about to begin brawling... until Fly is smacked in the back with a steel chair.
Shannan Lerch: What the-
By his own partner, nonetheless, Roy Speede! Fly goes down in a heap. Even Odin looks shocked as he, too, is met with a steel chair to the head!
Zach Davis: What is Speede doing!?
Speede smiles as Shane Knight enters the ring. Knight runs at Speede, only to be drilled with the same chair he used to take down the two former Champs.
Shannan Lerch: Roy Speede, using the element of surprise to lay waste to everyone in the ring!
Speede picks Knight up and tosses him out of the ring. Odin rolls out as well as Fly stumbles up; Speede catches him and executes a Full Nelson Slam!
Zach Davis: The Silver Bullet! But why!?
Shannan Lerch: And, oh, of course... this match has been thrown out.
Speede looks down at the man that was billed to be his partner for the night. He snatches a mic away from Kyle Steel.
Roy Speede: Seth Lerch. A few weeks ago on Slam I pinned FPV, I defeated him one on one. And yet instead of giving me the chance at a World Title match, you stuck me in a four way for the US Title contendership last week. Well Seth, I'm sick of it. I'm not going to sit back and play second fiddle anymore. Not to FPV, not to Odin Balfore, and not to Jonny Fly. So I say, to each and everyone one of you... CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?
And with that, Speede drops his mic to the ground. He exits the ring and marches up the ramp as the crowd is speechless.
Zach Davis: Well... wow. Not sure what to think about that. I hate to say it, but Speede almost does have a point.
Shannan Lerch: No! No he doesn't! He just ruined a match, attacked a guy that is, at the very least, a sexy speciman of a man... and attacked Odin Balfore too! Bah.
Balfore and Shane head up the ramp as well as Jonny Fly holds his head in pain.
“Bodies” by Drowning Pool plays softly in the background as the camera switches to WCF commentators Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch.
Zach Davis: WCF fans, we are now waiting for the ring crew to switch out the standard ring ropes for barbed wire “ropes” so to speak as we prepare for this epic matchup between Gravedigger and Oblivion.
Shannan Lerch: Epic doesn’t even begin to describe this match. It is going to be gory, bloody and disgusting. My brother was warned ahead of time for a possible fine to be laid on WCF just for showing this on national television and he has already written the check to the network in preparation. Emergency Medical Personnel are on site and due to the fire in their first hardcore match, Seth has ordered fire extinguishers around ringside.
Zach Davis: Seth Lerch has also had Gravedigger and Oblivion sign special contracts stating that no matter what happens, WCF nor anyone associated with WCF are to be held liable for whatever happens to either man. This isn’t the first time in WCF history that special contracts like these have had to be filled out, but I’m sure after the bell signaling the end of this match rings, it will definitely be more necessary than any other brutal match in WCF’s history.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of brutal matches in WCF history, these two men Oblivion and Gravedigger have had their fair share here in WCF. Their feud goes all the way back to November of last year when under a mask, Gravedigger attacked Oblivion on back-to-back episodes of Slam, taking him out of action the second time. Oblivion returned a few weeks later and ended up beating the team of MS-13 in a 6-man tag team match at Payback.
Zach Davis: After that match, their feud kicked into high gear with both men making the feud personal. Gravedigger became a majority stockholder in The Facility and vowed to put Oblivion back. Gravedigger defeated Oblivion in a hardcore title match at Timebomb. Oblivion would return the personal vendetta by putting Gravedigger’s brother Chester in a coma resulting in a Hardcore Title Stretcher Match at Explosion, which Gravedigger would win once again. Oblivion finally won in their third encounter a couple of weeks later in a Last Monster Standing match and finally reclaim the hardcore title. Aside from random encounters in matches over the next few months, Oblivion’s attack on Seth Lerch and Gravedigger the other week for trying to recruit NvL to DoT was what caused tonight’s match to be signed.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of tonight’s match, we are being told that the ring is officially rea---
Shannan Lerch is interrupted as “Change” by Deftones starts playing in the arena. Gravedigger walks out from the back to massive boos. He walks out from the back alone with a serious look on his painted face. Gravedigger stops at the top of the ramp as fireworks go off on the sides of the stage. He then walks down the ramp, sneering and smirking at the fans as they shower him with boos and the occasional drink cup. Gravedigger finally reaches ringside and looks at the barbed wire ropes for a few seconds before walking over to the ring steps, going up them and slowly and carefully going between the barbed wire ropes.
Gravedigger walks around the ring, taunting the crowd declaring himself as the Epitome of Hardcore as they continue to boo him with deafening boos.
The lights go out. Oblivion by Mastodon begins to play, as the thunderous combination of the guitars, bass, and drums explode through the arena's speakers.
I flew beyond the sun before it was time
Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 305 pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!
There are a mixture of cheers and boos, more cheers than boos. The crowd stands onto their feet and rush towards the security railings. Oblivion slowly slinks out to the entrance stage, low to the ground. The Wells Fargo Arena explodes with cheers and some boos. Oblivion has it's arms extended outward, with it's index fingers pointing out. The Vixen are nearly undressed, as they come slithering out and walks next to Oblivion. The Vixen are dressed with bra-like bikini tops, with very short skirts. They have glitter plastered everywhere. Their makeup is smeared, but maintained to be very attractive. The guitar solo begins, lazers flash throughout the arena. Thunder-like sounds rattle the arena, as lighting strike-like sounds shake the foundation of The Wells Fargo Arena. The music continues to thrash as The Vixen are divided in two groups. As, one group are twirling around with the insanity of the music, while the other group, of The Vixen are thrashing with the music. Their energy has the Coliseum going completely crazy!
Oblivion slowly stands up, with it's arms extended outward, spins around. Oblivion, The Vixen, and The Gathering get to ringside. As IT pops IT's neck, Oblivion holds IT's arms outward. The Vixen rub their hands all over Oblivion's well sculpted abdominal muscles. A couple of girls begin to french kiss. The Gathering continues to slink around, tormenting the crowd, nearby. Oblivion steps forward and starts to slide into the ring as the music fades and the lights come back up. Gravedigger runs over and starts stomping at Oblivion who quickly slides back out and the crowd boos. Oblivion walks over and grabs a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire and before Gravedigger can react, Oblivion runs around to another side and slides in, just barely missing the barbed wire.
Zach Davis: Oblivion finally lets go of the 2x4 and goes to grab it which is a big mistake as Gravedigger hits him a couple of more times in the side of the head staggering him backwards.
Gravedigger steps back and runs forward with a shoulder block, staggering Oblivion back further towards the barbed wire ropes. A second shoulder block brings him ever closer. Gravedigger goes further back and runs at Oblivion full head of steam. Oblivion catches Gravedigger and plants him with a DDT near the side of the ring.
Oblivion gets back up quickly and gestures for a chair at ringside, this one without barbed wire. The chair is tossed over the top into the awaiting hands of Oblivion. He turns as Gravedigger gets up and steps towards him. Oblivion chucks the chair at Gravedigger hitting him in the head with it and the crowd yells out. Gravedigger shakes his head as he staggers about. Oblivion charges Gravedigger and goes for a splash against the barbed wire, but Gravedigger is aware of what’s going on and drop toe holds Oblivion face and neck first onto the barbed wire!
The crowd goes nuts as Oblivion pulls at the barbed wire. Gravedigger pounces on him quickly and starts trying to choke Oblivion with the wire as Oblivion reaches back and nails Digger in the head with elbows until he finally backs off and Oblivion pulls himself off of the barbed wire. Oblivion pats at his face but there is no blood. Oblivion gets up and the two men start brawling in the middle of the ring again with huge lefts and rights, each trying to gain the upper hand. Gravedigger finally gains the upper hand and goes to irish whip Oblivion naturally. Oblivion reverses the whip, but Gravedigger is ready and grabs Oblivion and puts the big man down with a belly-to-belly suplex that shakes the ring. Gravedigger picks up Oblivion and irish whips him across the ring really quickly.
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion can’t react this tim—OH MY GOD right into the center of the barbed wire.
Zach Davis: It’s like a spider web, you can’t get out of it. Look at the look on Gravedigger’s face!
Gravedigger grins as Oblivion writhes in the barbed wire and the crowd is going crazy. Oblivion finally stops moving and yells out in rage before tearing himself off of the barbed wire. His left arm instantly starts bleeding. Gravedigger’s eyes grow wide.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!!
Instead of going after Gravedigger, Oblivion holds his hand out between the ropes and asks for a weapon. He’s handed a barbed wire chair. Gravedigger looks around and grabs the chair that was thrown at him and picks it up. He turns as Oblivion is running at him with the chair. Both men hit their chairs together like swords and both men drop their chairs from the shock on their hands. They both reach down and grab their chairs again and do it a second time. The third time Oblivion goes to grab the chair, Gravedigger wisely doesn’t go for his and drops a leg across the back of Oblivion and drives him chest first onto his own chair.
Gravedigger grabs his own chair and hits Oblivion over the back with it both hurting Oblivion’s back and driving the barbed wire further into the chest of Oblivion. Oblivion yells out in pain. The referee runs over to check on Oblivion, but Gravedigger jumps at the ref, sending him scurrying.
Zach Davis: I don’t think the referee is going to get much of a say this early in the match about how long it goes.
Gravedigger hits Oblivion with two more chair shots to the back before tossing down his chair. Gravedigger picks Oblivion up and nails him with a South of the Border, driving the chair further into his chest. Gravedigger awkwardly pins Oblivion and the referee counts.
1…2…kick out by Oblivion and he immediately grabs Gravedigger in a bearhug, pushing the barbed wire in the chair in both men’s chest. They both slowly get up and Gravedigger headbutts and punches Oblivion in the head to get him to let go but Oblivion keeps the bearhug cinched in.
Zach Davis: Oblivion is insane! HE’s hurting himself and Gravedigger!
Shannan Lerch: He did say he’d have no problem in perishing himself as long as he takes Gravedigger with him.
Oblivion headbutts Gravedigger a couple of times and then finally shoves him off, ripping at Gravedigger’s arms a little on the barbed wire. Gravedigger yells out in pain. Oblivion slowly rips off the chair and quickly delivers a huge superkick to Gravedigger knocking him back into the barbed wire, causing his back to get stuck. The crowd pops as Oblivion runs at Gravedigger and avalanches him further onto the barbed wire. Blood can be seen on the back of Gravedigger’s shirt as the barbs have gotten through his shirt material. Oblivion’s arm still bleeds from ripping himself off the barbed wire and the front of his shirt has blood seeping through it as well.
Shannan Lerch: How long has this match been going and both men are already bleeding?!
Zach Davis: What were you expecting? This is a barbed wire massacre match!
Oblivion walks over and is handed a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire. He turns back to Gravedigger with a sadistic grin. Gravedigger starts squirming and trying to get untrapped from the barbed wire holding onto his shirt, at the same time hurting himself. Oblivion comes over and nails Gravedigger in the stomach with the 2x4. Gravedigger yells out in pain and the crowd goes crazy. The 2x4 doesn’t bounce off like most do, there’s a slight pause while Oblivion has to unstick the barbed wire from either Gravedigger’s shirt or his skin, hard to tell since he’s already bleeding on the front of his shirt. Gravedigger prepares himself as Oblivion hits him a second time. Gravedigger yells out in pain and then yells again.
Even Oblivion pauses for a second at this request before obliging and Gravedigger starts laughing out as he finally falls off of the barbed wire, his shirt turning slightly red. Oblivion raises the 2x4 but Gravedigger rolls over and delivers a quick kick right to Oblivion’s crotch as hard as possible and Oblivion’s eyes bulge out of his head as he falls to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger and Oblivion are both laying there and Gravedigger is the first to start getting up.
Without even having to ask, Gravedigger is handed a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. He goes to hit Oblivion with it who rolls out of the way. Gravedigger swung the bat so hard that hitting the mat with it breaks the bat in half and a piece goes flying out into the crowd. Gravedigger picks up Oblivion and irish whips him across the ring. Oblivion barely stops himself from hitting the barbed wire. He turns around as Gravedigger rushes him and Oblivion instinctively ducks and back body drops Gravedigger over the barbed wire to the outside!!! Gravedigger smashes onto the outside mats with a huge thud and yells out in pain, touching his back. Oblivion lays in the ring for a few seconds regaining his breath before slowly sliding under the barbed wire and to the mat outside. Oblivion grabs a barbed wire chair from ringside and nails Gravedigger right in the head with the chair where the barbed wire is at. The crowd pops like crazy as Gravedigger gets a second shot and collapses to the outside. Oblivion looks at the referee who slides under the ropes. Oblivion quickly covers Gravedigger and looks at the referee who shrugs and counts.
Shannan Lerch: Is the referee even supposed to count out here?!
1…2..kick out by Gravedigger.
Zach Davis: Oh well, doesn’t matter now.
Gravedigger grabs the ringside barrier and slowly pulls himself up as Oblivion grabs the barbed wire chair again and hits Gravedigger in the back. Gravedigger walks a couple of feet on his knees yelling out before being hit in the back again and laying face down once more. His shirt has turned red from all the blood, some of it on his arms. Oblivion’s arm is still blood red and the referee looks at it disgusted. Oblivion walks back over with the chair as Gravedigger starts pulling himself up. Oblivion runs over and swings the chair, but Gravedigger ducks and Oblivion just barely misses a fan in the front row whose face turns ghost white.
Gravedigger is up and kicks the chair out of Oblivion’s hands and the two start brawling at ringside and take turns hitting each other’s heads on the barricade where the fans are. Gravedigger grabs Oblivion and lifts him up, draping him across the barricade. Oblivion bounces off and falls back into the ringside area. Gravedigger is up on one knee and is catching his breath when he sees one of the long plywood boards covered in barbed wire at ringside. He smiles a sinister smile as he watches Oblivion slowly getting up.
Zach Davis: I don’t like that look on Gravedigger’s face right now! Nothing good is about to happen!
Gravedigger walks over and starts pounding away and stomping at Oblivion until he’s back on the mat. He picks up Oblivion and walks him a few feet away from the plywood board. Gravedigger lifts Oblivion up onto his shoulder and runs at the plywood board and nails a Toluca Slam onto the board, shattering it in half. Gravedigger immediately lets go and pulls himself free of one of the barbs before it gets too far in and gets up as the crowd is going nuts.
WCF: THAT WAS AWESOME! THAT WAS AWESOME! THAT WAS AWESOME!
Oblivion is yelling out in pain as he lays in the fold of the shattered table. Gravedigger walks over and slams the top half of the table down a few times before walking over to the nearby barricade and leaning against it, resting. Despite how much they hate him, fans from the crowd gather around Gravedigger, patting him on the arm and shoulders. They stray away from the bleeding areas though.
The referee stands a couple of feet away and asks if he’s going to pin Oblivion. Gravedigger shakes his head no. Gravedigger walks over and pulls Oblivion free of the barbed wire, both his arms now bleeding and blood on his forehead. Gravedigger rolls Oblivion into the ring and slides in under the barbed wire into the ring with Oblivion. The referee climbs in on the other side. Gravedigger is out of breath as he slowly covers Oblivion, barely hooking his leg.
Referee: 1…2…KICKOUT by Oblivion!!
The crowd pops as Gravedigger’s eyes go wide and he mouths “WHAT?!” at the referee. Gravedigger slowly pulls up Oblivion and starts pounding away at his head, opening up the wound on Oblivion’s forehead. Oblivion finally low blows Gravedigger who hits the mat, holding his crotch. Oblivion and Gravedigger both slowly get up. Gravedigger goes for a clothesline, but Oblivion ducks and hits a neckbreaker on Gravedigger dropping him to the mat. Oblivion gets Gravedigger onto his feet and manages to nail a cradle piledriver…on a chair! Gravedigger holds his head as Oblivion covers Gravedigger.
Oblivion crawls over to one of the 2x4s with barbed wire and slowly stands up as Gravedigger slowly gets up as well, holding his head. Oblivion gestures at the other plywood barbed wire board and asks to have it pushed in. Two ring crew members slowly push the board in. Gravedigger sees this and is distracted long enough for Oblivion to hit him in the back with the barbed wire 2x4. Gravedigger falls to the mat and Oblivion hits him over and over and Gravedigger yells in pain. Oblivion picks up Gravedigger who is barely managing to fight him off and puts his head between his legs. Oblivion lifts Gravedigger up who fights the attempted powerbomb but Oblivion drops him right onto the barbed wire plywood!!!
WCF: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!!
Oblivion crawls over and drapes an arm over Gravedigger.
1…2…KICKOUT BY GRAVEDIGGER!!
The crowd goes crazy and start dual chants of Digger and Oblivion back and forth.
Zach Davis: What the hell?! Both men are having their names chanted! The people hate these two for the most part.
Shannan Lerch: Hell if I didn’t have this headset on, I’d be joining them! This is insane!!!!
Oblivion is up and he traces an invisible line across his throat as Gravedigger struggles in the barbed wire. Oblivion walks over and starts his S.T.O.M.P. move. The crowd starts murmuring as someone walks out from the back and Oblivion stops leaving Gravedigger still writhing in pain on the plywood.
Shannan Lerch: Hey! Is that Synn?!
The man on the ramp has a headband wrapped on his head with his hair in a ponytail style, wears a trenchcoat and is carrying Sherri, Synn’s trademark guitar.
Zach Davis: That’s got to be him! He’s got Synn’s guitar, Sherri!
Shannan Lerch: Well this shouldn’t be a surprise as he was recruited into DoT by Gravedigger and it’s been long known that the two have a great amount of respect for each other.
Synn walks down the ramp and Oblivion stands at the edge of the ring talking smack to Synn, gesturing for him to get in the ring. Synn takes the guitar off of his back and holds it as if he’s about to start playing it. Oblivion starts laughing loudly and pointing at Synn making goofy guitar gestures. Synn turns with the headstock aimed towards Oblivion and hits something on the guitar. Ringside is immediately in total chaos as a fireball erupts from the guitar and hits Oblivion, CATCHING HIM ON FIRE!!!
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!!! PUT HIM OUT PUT HIM OUT!!
Ring crew reacts instantly and grabs the nearby extinguishers and puts Oblivion out. He writhes around on the mat inside the ring for a couple of minutes as Gravedigger finally pulls himself free of the barbed wire but still lays there in pain.
Synn still stands at ringside looking at the ring. Oblivion sits and looks in Synn’s direction but his eyes grow wide as Synn reaches up and pulls off the bandana and long hair…it’s CHESTER!!!
Zach Davis: HOLY SHIT!! Chester is back!
Shannan Lerch: We haven’t heard from him in months but he’s back with a vengeance! He stopped his brother from a possible loss to Oblivion and set him on fire at the same time!
Chester smirks at the crowd and nods at his brother before turning and walking back towards the back. Oblivion’s neck and chest have slight burn marks from the fireball but nothing that won’t go away eventually. Both men are making no attempts at getting up, both are resting in the ring.
WCF: THIS IS AWESOME THIS IS AWESOME THIS IS AWESOME!!
Zach Davis: Awesome does not do this match justice!!
Shannan Lerch: Words cannot describe what they’ve done to each other in the match. Both men are bloody, flesh missing, Oblivion was just set on fire!
Gravedigger and Oblivion are both slowly getting up and they are in the center of the ring. Both men start trading blows, rocking each other with lefts and rights with everything they’ve got left. Oblivion finally starts getting the upper hand and Gravedigger staggers backwards once, twice and a third time causes him to stumble to one knee. Oblivion nails him with a boot to the face, putting him back on the mat.
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion signals that this is the end. He notices a nearby chair with barbed wire on it. Oblivion picks Gravedigger up who tries to fight him but Oblivion stops his fighting and plants him with a huge Soultaker on the barbed wire chair!
Zach Davis: This could be it!!!
Oblivion covers Gravedigger, hooking his leg.
The bell rings as Oblivion sits up. The referee waits for a couple of seconds for him to get up but finally kneels down beside Oblivion and holds his arm up. Oblivion falls back to the mat, laying there resting as “Oblivion” by Mastadon starts playing in the arena. EMTs immediately run down with two stretchers.
Crowd: OBLIVION OBLIVION OBLIVION OBLIVION!! DIGGER DIGGER DIGGER DIGGER!!
EMTs slide a couple of backboarsd into the ring as the ring crew immediately start removing the barbed wire ropes. After they are finished, the EMTs climb into the ring and start loading Oblivion and Gravedigger onto the backboards and then onto the stretchers outside. Oblivion holds an arm up in victory as the EMTs roll both men up the ramp and to the backstage area. Ringside crew continues to clean up the ringside area and the ring itself before putting back on the standard ring ropes for the next match.
"IN YOUR POSITION, SET!!"
Beginner by VSK echoes around the arena. but still, Kira doesn't show up yet until....
the screen goes buzzing until it suddenly shutted.... the arena goes dark.
A blinding flash of red light lights up the WCF Arena. Limpid Luster hits and we can see Kira Sakazaki appears in the entranceway.
Kira walks like a zombie while covering his face. Cameraman approaches him but he replied with a rude shout. Kira desperately walks through the ramp and climbs the ring.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is for the WCF People's Championship! First, the challenger, weighing in at 199 pounds and hailing from Akihabara, Tokyo, Japan... he is the WCF International Champion... KIRA SAKAZAKI!!!
Zach Davis: We're back on Slam and what a match this should be, Shannan - Kid Phantasm's had a rough week, and it's not about to get any easier with his old friend Kira coming after his title.
Shannan Lerch: I was there at XIII, Zach, and I saw Kid come within a few seconds of beating Oblivion to win that match... of course, seconds count in wrestling, Zach. It only takes three seconds to lose.
Zach Davis: ...eloquent. I'm not used to that from you.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, it's my new meds. I haven't figured out how to abuse them yet.
"Clock" by Beck begins playing as the crowd goes crazy. The curtain parts... and out comes Kid Phantasm. He slaps a few audience members' hands on his way through the arena, then slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Kid Phantasm takes a quick look around the crowd... and then stares down his opponent.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent... weighing in at 215 pounds and hailing from New Antarctica, Nevada... he is the WCF People's Champion, KID PHANTASM!!!
Zach Davis: Once this would have been an interesting match between two friends, but now this is a terrifying contest between blood rivals. From the time Nightmare was captured by Nathan von Liebert to now, things have continued to get interesting between the Kid and Kira thanks to Oblivion and his ilk.
Shannan Lerch: Made even more interesting, perhaps, by the fact that Kira's one of the few people in WCF who can claim even a count-out win over Kid Phantasm. Kira's 'Big Dick Superstars' team beat Jonny Fly and the Unstable Elements back in the Trios Cup tournament.
Zach Davis: So they did, Shannan. Kira might be the person with the best shot to get a win over the longtime People's Champion... let's see what happens!
Kid and Kira lock up; Kid pushes Kira back to a bridge position, but Kira fights back... back at a vertical base, Kira Sakazaki hits Kid Phantasm with a difficult-looking spinning leg takedown, following it up with an ankle-lock. Kid thrashes for a second, then catches Kira in the forehead with a short kick. Kid rolls back and away; both men back to vertical base.
Zach Davis: Usually it's Kid Phantasm that looks to have his opponent this well-scouted... of course, this is far from the first meeting between these two we've seen!
Shannan Lerch: Not a lot of singles matches between them, but I think this is the fourth or fifth time they've been opposite each other in the ring. Before XIII, though, the last time they squared off was Trios, and that didn't end as well as either would have liked.
Kira charges in; Kid goes to grab Kira, who tumbles before reaching the Kid delivering a kick to the face of the Phantasm. Kid tangles in the ropes. Kira extracts the Kid, tossing him into the turnbuckle; he follows up with a flurry of kicks to the midsection, causing Kid Phantasm to slump into the corner in a sitting position. Kira runs back and flies at Kid Phantasm, nailing him with a dropkick into the corner. Kira jumps atop the turnbuckle triumphantly causing the crowd to 'boo' loudly.
Zach Davis: This is definitely not the same old Kira, Shannan - he seems out of sorts.
Shannan Lerch: Not to mention angry as hell! I haven't seen a Japanese guy this angry-looking since Kobayashi ate 74 hotdogs and still lost the contest to that white guy.
Zach Davis: ...
Shannan Lerch: What? You can't tell me you're not fascinated by watching grown men swallow hotdogs.
Zach Davis: I can. I can totally tell you that I'm not.
Kid catches Kira on the top, dropping him with a huge fallaway slam. Phantasm shakes off some cobwebs, picking Kira up slowly and then dropping the smaller Kira to the canvas with a quick snap suplex. Putting himself between Kira and the turnbuckle, Kid Phantasm locks Kira into a triangle hold submission.
Zach Davis: I guess looking to pay Kira back for the ankle-lock earlier, Kid's got him locked into a triangle hold here... Kira's punching at the Kid's leg now, trying to get the Phantasm to release the hold...
Shannan Lerch: For Kira's sake he'd better hope the Kid does - Kira's nowhere near the ropes, especially considering his height... the guy just doesn't have a lot of reach. He's probably better off trying for some sort of a reversal here, maybe even turning the Kid's leverage against him-
Kira finally reaches over and pokes the Kid in the eye with his free hand, causing Phantasm to break the hold; Kira climbs to his feet slowly as Referee Zip Wingdinger berates him for his choice of strategy. Kid grabs Kira, looking for an irish whip; Kira reverses with a knee to Kid's gut. Bouncing off the ropes, Kira catches a rising Kid Phantasm with a Shining Wizard.
Zach Davis: Kira with a Shining Wizard from out of nowhere- cover! 1....2....no! 2 count only on the Kid.
Shannan Lerch: Kira's giving the Kid all he can handle out there right now, Zach - if the Kid doesn't come back with something serious... and soon... we might be seeing a new People's Champion tonight!
Phantasm stands just in time to see Kira springboard from the second rope with a flying back elbow; Phantasm catches the International Champion in mid-air, slamming Kira to the mat with a tremendous belly-to-back suplex.
Zach Davis: KID PHANTASM WITH A HUGE REVERSAL! He goes for a cover- 1...2...Kira reverses- Inside cradle! 1...2...Phantasm reverses?! 1...2...Kira kicks out.
Shannan Lerch: These two opponents have each other about as well scouted as two rivals can, Zach; I could watch 'em roll around like that all day, personally.
Kid Phantasm grabs Kira from behind; Kira with a standing switch, inverted suplex attempt is reversed mid-air by Kid Phantasm into another grapple from behind. Phantasm hits Kira with a german suplex, bridging shoulders for a pin attempt.
Zach Davis: German suplex by the Kid! 1...2...NO! Kira kicks out at 2!
Shannan Lerch: These two have been jockeying for position harder than Republicans after presidential nominations, Zach; hard to tell who's gonna take this one, even with the Kid in the driver's seat here.
Kid picks Kira up, but immediately gets a Judo throw for his efforts; Kira drops to one knee, striking Kid in the chest with a palm strike. Kid clutches his midsection, rolling away from Kira.
Zach Davis: And just like that, Kira's literally taken the wind right out the Kid's sails!
Shannan Lerch: Phantasm just got Pearl Harbored, Zach-
Zach Davis: -you can't say that.
Shannan Lerch: Why not? I just did.
As the Phantasm rises he's caught with a running Russian Leg Sweep by Kira Sakazaki (Path of the Moon). Kira goes for a cover...
...but lifts the Kid's shoulders at 2.
Zach Davis: What the hell is Kira doing? He had Kid Phantasm dead to rights there!
Shannan Lerch: This isn't the same old Kira, Zach!
Kira pitches the panting Kid Phantasm into the ropes, dashing in after him with a leaping punch to the face (Gakuran Punch); Kid Phantasm dodges this punch, leaping behind Kira and swinging the faster Kira around with momentum. Kira takes a huge knee to the gut; within a half-second, Kid Phantasm begins lifting Kira to the sky. He drops Kira neck-first to the mat with a fisherman buster (the Ice Cap).
Zach Davis: ICE CAP! That'll do it, most likely-
Zach Davis: Phantasm retains!
Kyle Steel: Your winner of the match... and still WCF PEOPLE'S CHAMPION... KID PHANTASM!
Shannan Lerch: Well after his first pin-fall loss in WCF at this Friday's XIII, Kid Phantasm was somehow able to get back up on the horse. A loss like that would have broken a lesser competitor, Zach.
Zach Davis: Well it didn't get much closer than it did just now, Shannan- that match came within a hair from going either way, and there were a couple of times I was sure Kira had the Kid. If he'd have hit that Gakuran Punch we'd be seeing Kira holding two belts right now instead of the Kid holding one.
Shannan Lerch: Either way, I don't think this'll be the last Kid sees of WCF's Asian Sensation, Kira Sakazaki.
Zach Davis: This next match is going to be one to remember!
Shannan Lerch: Hell yeah it is Zach! When is the last time we’ve had a World Title match on Slam?
Zach Davis: Uh, that Jonny Fly-Logan match just over a month ago…
Shannan Lerch: Oh, yeah, right. Well I can assure everyone at home that neither of these guys will be walking out of this one.
The opening trumpet riff of "White Trash Renegade” blares over the PA system as red and orange strobe lights flash around the arena. Suddenly the strobes stop, and Waylon Cash comes running out onto the entrance ramp. He runs back and forth, eliciting cheers from the crowd on either side before dancing his way towards the ring. Sliding under the bottom rope, Waylon runs and jumps onto the second turnbuckle before tossing his hat out into the crowd. He winks at an attractive woman in the crowd before jumping back down to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: This is easily Waylon’s biggest test since he joined the WCF over three months ago.
Zach Davis: He’s ready for it though, Shannan. We’ve heard a Waylon talk a lot about this match in the past week and half and he’s determined to put his name up there with all the other former WCF World Champions
The lights turn to a blood red as the crowd stands up on their feet, as the jazzy horn explosion of "Tank!" plays over the P.A.
Voice: I think it's time we blow this scene, get everybody and their stuff together. Okay, three, two, one let's jam!
As the chorus plays over the speakers, out the curtains comes Mr. FPV, signature duster and everything, World title over his shoulders. 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 shows off the World Title to the excited crowd, who pull out their cameras and start snapping pics before he climbs into the ring and sits in a lotuc position in the corner, waiting for the match to start.
Zach Davis: There is your World Champion, people.
Shannan Lerch: FPV going for his first title defense tonight. A lot is at stake here, as the loser may not even find themselves in the eight-man match at Ultimate Showdown for the World Title!
Zach Davis: Think about how tough this is for FPV. He has to win the belt against three other people at Blast just to have to defend it a few weeks later here on ‘Night of Champions.’ If he wins, then he’ll have to defend it against SEVEN people at Ultimate Showdown. A tough month for the Champ.
The referee grabs the World Title belt from FPV and shows it to the crowd as Cash and FPV take their corners. The bell is sounded and the match begins.
Shannan Lerch: HERE WE GO!
Both contestants meet in the center of the circle. Cash immediately swings and connects a HUGE punch to the side of FPV’s head. FPV stumbles down to a knee in shock. FPV pops up and catches another right, and goes down to the mat. He pops right back up, and down again after a third big right hand on the jaw.
Shannan Lerch: Wow! Waylon Cash is BRINGING it right now.
Cash stands over with a cocky smirk on his face. He grabs FPV by the throat with a single hand, lifts FPV directly over his head, and chokeslams him to the mat. Cash goes for an opportunistic cover attempt.
Zach Davis: Holy shit, a cover already!
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, not even close.
Cash lifts FPV again and tosses him over to the turnbuckle. Two huge chops to FPV’s chest send the champ to his knees in the corner. Cash drags him to the center of the ring by the hair and lifts him to his feet, and then takes him down with a DDT.
Zach Davis: Another cover by Cash!
FPV kicks out with ease.
Shannan Lerch: What is the strategy here by Cash?
Zach Davis: I wonder if he just thinks he can win this match that easily.
The crowd begins to pitch in with a chant of ‘FPV, FPV, FPV!’ Cash waves for the crowd to continue to cheering in an arrogant manner. Meanwhile, FPV crawls back to his feet. Cash walks back over and is met by two big punches to the gut from FPV. FPV lands two more before bouncing himself off the ropes and coming back to hit a clothesline on the challenger. Cash shakes it off quickly and starts to get back to his feet. FPV bounces off the ropes again and hits another clothesline. Once again Cash shakes it off and gets back up and once again FPV bounces himself off of the ropes, this time going for a crossbody block, but it’s reversed as Cash grabs him out of the air and hits a powerslam! Once again Cash goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: Kickout by FPV!
Zach Davis: Well, I will say this; Cash does seem to be getting closer to that World Title with each pinfall attempt.
The crowd is abuzz right now with what can only be described as a manhandling by the challenger, Waylon Cash. You can tell from the look in FPV’s face that he’s already hurting. Cash lifts him and throws him again into the turnbuckle. The throw is of such a force that FPV nearly goes spilling over the top to the outside, but his right leg was caught on the top rope. Cash walks over and climbs with FPV to the top rope. He grabs FPV’s arms and then jumps off from the top rope for a double-armed brainbuster.
Zach Davis: THE KILLSHOT!
Shannan Lerch: WHAT!? ALREADY!? NO!!!
Waylon Cash goes for a lax cover attempt, simply throwing his arm over the fallen FPV and jawing with the crowd as the referee counts.
Zach Davis: NO! FPV KICKED OUT! SOMEHOW! JUST BARELY IN TIME!
Shannan Lerch: UNBELIAVABLE! I thought this one was already. Nevertheless, FPV is refusing to go out like that!
Cash’s immediately gets up to his feet and starts poking his finger into the chest of the referee.
Waylon Cash: What the hell are you doing? That was a three count you idiot! Call for the bell!
The referee refuses and Cash finally relents and turns his attention back to FPV. It’s too late as the delay has given FPV enough time to regain his composure and he’s already running at Cash and spears him through the ropes! Both men go flying to the outside!
Shannan Lerch: HOLY SHIT!
Zach Davis: FPV letting Waylon know that the Champ is still here!
Both men lie motionless on the outside and the referee begins to count them out.
FPV is the first to his feet, and he slowly lifts Cash up with him and rolls him into the ring. Cash is trying to get up but still dizzy from landing headfirst of the outside floor. FPV shows him the way back down to the canvas, with a double leg takedown right into a figure-four leg lock.
Zach Davis: Cash is screaming out in pain, and nowhere near the ropes!
Shannan Lerch: Even if Cash can somehow manage to get to the ropes, this is giving FPV a much needed breather as he’s certainly still trying to recover from the onslaught he took earlier in the match.
FPV leans back to gain more leverage on Cash’s knee, as Cash uses his arms and all of the will he has in him to drag closer and closer to the ropes. He reaches just a few inches short. FPV pulls back hard, but Cash is just too strong as is able to grasp the ropes. FPV lets off for a brief second before grabbing Cash’s leg, and pulls him to the center of the ring, and applies pressure to the knee. Cash cries out in pain as the fans begin to cheer. FPV pushes harder and harder, weakening the leg of the challenger. Finally, he releases the hold stomps on Cash’s left knee several times.
Zach Davis: FPV using his technical advantage right now to try and handicap Waylon Cash.
Shannan Lerch: I’m not sure it’s going to matter, Zach. This is a World Title match; you have to leave everything out there in the ring!
FPV lifts Cash to his feet and tosses Cash to the ropes and then hits him with a drop toe hold right into an STF hold.
Zach Davis: FPV going to his favorite submission move here!
Cash uses his strength this time to quickly power out of the move. FPV is first to his feet, but is met by two big rights from Cash, followed by a big right boot sending the champion to the ground. Waylon Cash lifts FPV up, and delivers a big headbutt, sending the champ backward off the ropes. FPV bounces back and is met with a big spinebuster from Cash. Cash runs over to the ropes and springboards off of them coming back and driving his elbow into the heart of FPV. He goes for the cover.
FPV KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: Whew, that was another close call for FPV!
Cash gets to his feet and begins to pace around frustrated that he hasn’t been able to put away the World Champion. FPV begins to sit-up, only to be grabbed by Cash and take five big shots to the head. Cash lifts FPV, and grabs him in a cobra clutch. Cash drops to a knee and hits a cobra clutch backbreaker, then another, then a third; each one punishing FPV’s back more than the first. On his fourth attempt, FPV is able to wiggle out of the hold.
Shannan Lerch: Good work there by FPV, I think Waylon was going to break his back in two!
Zach Davis: He’s not out of the woods yet…
Cash climbs back to his feet and grabs a hold of FPV again. Cash lifts him high above his head, and hits a big fireman’s carry suplex. Cash again goes for the cover.
NOPE! FPV KICKS OUT AGAIN!
Zach Davis: There is just no keeping that man down, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: At this point, Zach, you may be right about that.
Cash is up first. He lifts FPV by the hair, but is met with a right hand. Cash throws a right back. Then FPV with a right. And Cash hits a right hand. Then FPV with a right, and another right, and another right. Now Cash is reeling, FPV hits a kick to the gut and then follows it up with a suplex. The crowd begins cheering signs of life from FPV!
Shannan Lerch: Here comes the World Champion…
FPV pulls Cash to his feet and delivers another right hand. And another right, then a quick left. FPV now tosses him off the ropes and connects with a dropkick, sending Cash into the turnbuckle. FPV slides out of the ring and grabs Cash’s legs, turning him on his backside. He slams the previously injured knee of Cash into the turnpost.
Zach Davis: This is the sign of a true champion. He’s picking apart Waylon Cash very methodically.
The referee yells for FPV to get back into the ring, but he’s ignored. FPV grabs one of Cash’s arms from the outside, and drags Cash’s upperbody over the edge of ring. He leaps up onto the apron, and then signals to the crowd to get on their feet. FPV leaps up onto the middle rope, then up into the air and comes down with a huge leg drop across the chest of Cash!
Shannan Lerch: OH SHIT!
Zach Davis: We’ve never seen that before from FPV, but it’s no doubt effective!
FPV rolls back into the ring and drags Waylon Cash with him into the center. He grabs hold of Cash and then attempts to catapult him into the turnbuckle…
Zach Davis: PEARLY GATES!
Cash crumbles backwards and FPV moves him into the center of the ring and goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: Is FPV going to end it right here!?
WAYLON CASH KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: WOW! Waylon Cash just kicked out the Pearly Gates!
Shannan Lerch: Now its Cash’s turn to be stubborn and refuse to lose.
Both men slowly, very slowly, get back to their feet. Cash is the first to strike; he lifts FPV by the head and immediately impales him with a reverse DDT. Cash now locks on a sleeperhold, putting all of his weight on the neck of the champion.
Shannan Lerch: He’s choking the life out of him!
After a minute or two Cash releases the hold. FPV begins to roll on the ground. FPV now climbs to a knee and begins to push up to stand in the ring. Cash chops down on FPV’s back with an axe handle. FPV drops back to a knee, and then fires a quick right to the guy of Cash. Then another right, then another, and another. FPV gets to his feet and runs off the ropes and hits a huge clothesline!
FPV: FUS ROH DUH!
Shannan Lerch: YEAH! FUS ROH DUH! …or whatever he said!
FPV begins stalking Cash as he slowly tries to find a way back to his feet. As Cash gets both feet onto the mat he looks up at FPV who is about to hit him with the….
Zach Davis: BOOM! Headshot!
Crowd: BOOM! HEAD…..
Shannan Lerch: NO! CASH DUCKED THE KICK!
FPV turns around and is leveled by a running high knee that takes him down to the mat. Cash quickly tries to lock in a Texas Cloverleaf.
Zach Davis: HE GOT IT LOCKED IN! It’s the Georgia Two-Step!
Shannan Lerch: FPV is in the middle of the ring with absolutely nowhere to go!
Cash locks in the hold as tight as he can and FPV begins to scream out in pain. The crowd starts to cheer for FPV to try and give him momentum, but FPV just can’t do anything. Every time he tries to crawl to the ropes Cash is able to maneuver him back toward the center of the ring.
Zach Davis: FPV is taking as much as he can here, but that hold has been locked in for well over two minutes now. It won’t be long before he’s forced to tap.
FPV again tries to inch toward the ropes in one last gasp effort to free himself. As he gets a few inches away Cash begins maneuvering him back. That little window is all FPV needs though, and he’s able to twist his body so that his upperbody is facing the back of Waylon Cash and sends a HUGE blow to Cash’s spine, who promptly releases the hold.
Shannan Lerch: Unbelievable! How did FPV just do that?
Zach Davis: It’s the will of a champion, Shannan. That’s the only way I can explain it.
FPV is hurt though, and stays on the mat as Cash rises to his feet. Cash again hits a running high knee, then follows it up with a springboard crossbody. He picks up FPV and shoves him into the corner. Cash follows him, but FPV drops to the mat and out of the ring allowing Cash to run headfirst into the turnbuckle! FPV gets back into the ring and grabs hold of Cash and hits him with a vertical suplex, followed by a leg drop.
Shannan Lerch: THE DUSTER!
Zach Davis: It HAS to be over now! There is no way he’s going to kick out of this!
FPV hooks the leg for a cover.
Shannan Lerch: I think you’re right Zach, I think it’s time to pack this one in.
Shannan Lerch: NO!! CASH KICKED OUT JUST IN TIME!
Zach Davis: HOW!? MY GOD! These two just will not quit.
FPV slams his hands in frustration on the mat. He gets to his feet and his eyes grow wide as Cash immediately gets back to his feet. The two take a long stare at one another, and then go back to work. Cash with a right hand, FPV follows it with a left-hand, then Cash with another right followed by an FPV uppercut. Cash stumbles backwards into the ropes and springboards himself off. Cash attempts a running clothesline, but FPV counters with a drop-toe-hold. FPV quickly scampers over to the second rung of the turnbuckle and flips himself backward for a moonsault attempt…
Zach Davis: Waylon Cash moves out of the way!
Shannan Lerch: Yep, nobody home for that moonsault!
Cash rises to his feet. FPV rises back to his. Cash grabs both of his arms and and lifts him up...
Shannan Lerch: THE KILLSHOT!
Zach Davis: JUST LIKE THAT! WAYLON CASH IS GOING TO BE THE NEW WCF WORLD CHAMPION!
Cash quickly hooks the leg.
Shannan Lerch: Yes! This one is over!
Zach Davis: Waylon Cash wins the WCF World Title in thrilling fashion!
Shannan Lerch: That was one hell of a match, Zach. Those two did us all proud tonight.
Zach Davis: An unbelievable effort from FPV tonight, but Waylon Cash was just too much.
Cash rises to his feet as the referee hands him the World Title. Cash is smiling as wide as he's ever smiled before and holds his title up in the air for everyone to see.
And all of a sudden, the jumbotron lights up with Seth's face.
Shannan Lerch: Yay! It's Seth.
Zach Davis: We've heard rumors that Seth would be making an official announcement regarding the Ultimate Showdown participants tonight! And here he is.
Shannan Lerch: Well duh, after Night of Champions, makes sense.
Cash slings the Title over his shoulder and looks towards the jumbotron; fearless of whatever Seth is going to say.
Seth Lerch: Well, well, well. Waylon Cash as the WCF World Champion. He will surely go down with the likes of Outcast, JJ Biggs, Cyrus and X-Rated as one of the most "what the fuck?" Champions of all time!
The crowd loves Waylon; they boo Seth mercilessly.
Seth Lerch: But, just like those four, you too will be just a footnote. I'm here to announce the Ultimate Showdown participants.
The crowd is buzzing.
Seth Lerch: Well, after tonight, your four Champions that will be participating in the match are Waylon Cash, Steve Orbit, Tommy Kain and Jeff Purse. Those are the World Champion, Television Champion, Hardcore Champion, and United States Champion. But after tonight, it is clear who deserves to be in this match.
Crowd, still buzzing...
Seth Lerch: GRAVEDIGGER! SYNN! DOC HENRY! AND BISHOP-AND-PRIEST!
The crowd begins to boo once more.
Seth Lerch: No. Well, yes, those men would be my choices, if I wasn't forced to talk to the WCF Championship Committee before choosing the other four members.
Zach Davis: Are they even still around-
Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Zach, just shut up.
Seth Lerch: And sadly, they didn't agree with me on ANY of these choices. Unfortuantely, they picked four of the whiniest crybabies to ever enter a WCF ring. First of all... a man that actually beat FPV and for some reason feels he deserves a World Title shot for that reason.... ROY SPEEDE.
The crowd pops!
Zach Davis: Well, Roy Speede, I guess we CAN hear you now. Speede is in the Ultimate Showdown match!
Seth Lerch: Next up, the so called "leader" of the so called "perfect" Alliance... the one, the only, possibly my least favorite World Champion ever, even besides the newly crowned Waylon Cash... ODIN BALFORE.
Seth Lerch: And if Odin Balfore and Roy Speede are in the match, well hot damn, you guys saw the show earlier, you can take a wild guess... yeah, JONNY FLY is in the match too!
HUGE pop from the crowd there!
Seth Lerch: And really, the one man that TRULY deserves a match for the World Title.... Yes, Frank Patrick Venable will be in the Ultimate Showdown match in a chance to win back the Title that is rightfully his!
Mixed reaction there!
Zach Davis: And there you have it! Roy Speede vs Odin Balfore vs Jonny Fly vs FPV vs Tommy Kain vs Jeff Purse vs Steve Orbit vs Waylon Cash!
Shannan Lerch: Let's break this down. Two Alliance members, two Pantheon members, one Drama member, two free agents and one Darkside of Treachery member! NOT FAIR!
Zach Davis: ...huh.
Seth Lerch: I know, I know. Not the best match ever, but not bad. Anyway, I've decided on some other matches for the big show as well. For the Tag Team Titles, I've decided on... the Prophecy team of Tek and Steeltoe Joe versus the new Champs, Jonathan Jakobs and Eric Price!
Shannan Lerch: Oh wow! What a match!
Zach Davis: So much history there... Tek, Joe, and Eric Price.. wow.
Seth Lerch: But that isn't all for the tag team division. Because, for the Tag Title Contendership... this is quite the grudge match... the former Champs, Ryan Blake and Michael Santiago.... they're up against my team, Synn and Doc Henry!
Shannan Lerch: Makes sense! Synn and Henry cost the Perfect Alliance team the match, great choice of a match.
Seth Lerch: And as for the People's Title and the Internet Title? Well, after watching XIII... clearly, we've got some issues to solve. And after Kira Sakazaki nearly beat Kid Phantasm earlier tonight.... we'll have Kira Sakazaki vs Kid Phantasm..... vs OBLIVION. For the People's Title.
Seth Lerch: But that's not all! Only one man can ref this match, and in my opinion, that man should be.... JOHNNY REB.
Zach Davis: Whoa. Reb is a Pantheon member, but he's also friends with Kira Sakazaki. Well, the old Kira, not the new Kira... oh my.
Seth Lerch: And the Internet Title? Well, after last week, the way I see it... neither Kale Windsor nor Stuart Slane have actually beaten one another yet... so, for the Internet Title, Kale Windsor vs Stuart Slane, and the stipulation will be that there MUST be a winner!
POPPITY POP POP!
Seth Lerch: Also, there will be lots more matches and stuff, but that's all for now. Bye!
The jumbotron fades. Waylon Cash is still in the ring, with the Title slung over his shoulder. He's confident; he slaps the belt, nodding.
Zach Davis: Waylon Cash has every intention of holding that Title through Ultimate Showdown!
Shannan Lerch: We'll see, Zach, we'll see!
And with that, Slam fades to black.