Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai hits and Slam is live once again! We go to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: On the heels of the announcement of the Helloween main event, Slam is live! What a show we have for you tonight!
Shannan Lerch: Eleven blockbuster matches, FIVE of which are Championship matches. As the war between Genesis, Pantheon and the Church of Dark Saints wages on, that means that a LOT is on the line.
Zach Davis: Our main event is a Hardcore Title match between Oblivion and Roy Speede. I think Speede has surprised a lot of people by hanging onto the Hardcore Title for as long as he has since winning it back at Ultimate Showdown, but Oblivion is a whole different beast.
Shannan Lerch: That's right. And he's now running for the Presidency of the United States... I don't believe it.
Zach Davis: Nathan von Liebert is getting a shot at the People's Title, currently held by FPV. Since Switches the Clown won that belt many, MANY months ago, FPV is only the third man to hold the belt. If NvL could take it from him, that'd be a huge deal for the Church of Dark Saints, and NvL himself.
Shannan Lerch: "Sarah Twilight," also known as Logan, takes on Waylon Cash. He's currently stable-less, but in a lot of ways, he's the man that started these damn stable wars to begin with by reforming the ToT all those months ago.
Zach Davis: The Unstable Elements, Polar Phantasm and Nightmare, are finally getting their first Tag Team Titles shot! They're up against Prophecy, the new Champions, who defeated Doc Henry for the belts last week.
Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit puts his US Title on the line against Kale Windsor, who won a Contendership match last week. Orbit apparently has some kind of announcement concerning the US Title too!
Zach Davis: Doc Henry teams with Joel Hall against the Church of Dark Saints team of Synn and Zombie McMorris. Synn has claimed that he carried Doc during their Tag Titles reign, and after Synn finally turned on him last week, I'm sure Doc wants some revenge.
Shannan Lerch: And Joel Hall just plain wants to fight the Church!
Zach Davis: We also have a Tag Team Titles contendership match between Tommy Kain and the new Internet Champion, Johnny Stylez, and the 8th Wonder. The 8th Wonder has had a bizarre string of wins lately and it just might result in a Tag Team Titles shot!
Shannan Lerch: We have a series of handicapped matches as well tonight. Eric Price, the man who just lost his Television Title, faces the Angels of Death. Jay Price faces the Red River Coalition, although he wouldn't call it a handicapped match, as he's gone even crazier than he used to be. And Corey is up against The Mediocres.
Zach Davis: We've also got the debut of Henri Ducos, who is up against Chris "The Cocky" Guy! Let's start the show!
Master of Puppets hits.
Shannan Lerch: Aanndd what better way to start the show than with Seth!?
Zach Davis: Ugh..
Seth heads to the ring, ignoring the booing fans as usual. He slides in and is handed a mic from Kyle Steel.
Seth Lerch: Yes fans, you're welcome! You're welcome.
Zach Davis: Guess he doesn't hear the boos!
Seth Lerch: I agree, the Helloween match was indeed a stroke of genius. And I'm here to announce... it's about to get genius-ier. Because-
Suddenly, You Know My Name by Chris Cornell hits!
Shannan Lerch: ...Eric Price?
Zach Davis: Guess the former Television Champion has something to say!
Seth's face looks more than a little annoyed as he turns towards the entryway and Eric Price walks out, looking as dapper as ever. He slides into the ring and takes a mic as well.
Eric Price: Forgive my interruption, but I have to talk to you on this very subject. You see, Seth, it seems that this Hellimination match has suddenly become quite personal for me, yet I'm not involved. The issues between Jeff Purse and I are unresolved, and after the injustice I suffered last week, I'm none too happy with Mr. Waylon Cash, either.
Deciding to forgive Price's interruption, Seth raises his eyebrow and continues.
Seth Lerch: Oh? So what are you proposing?
Eric Price: The Hellimination match is going to be hard to handle, obviously. Especially being in a Hell in a Cell. No ordinary referee is going to be able to control the participants. You need a special referee for a match like this, and I propose that that referee should be ME.
Seth thinks it over for a second before replying.
Seth Lerch: Mr. Price, you've got yourself a deal. Under one condition.
Eric Price: Yes?
Seth Lerch: A contribution to the Citizens For An Oblivion Presidency Super PAC.
Eric Price: ....Will this be sufficient?
Eric whispers a dollar amount into Seth's ear. Seth once again raises his eyebrows in surprise.
Seth Lerch: Absolutely! Eric, it's done.
Zach Davis: What news! Eric Price has been made the special guest referee for the Hellimination match!
Shannan Lerch: This is NOT good news for Pantheon or Genesis, I can tell you that.
Eric Price: Well, I have a match to prepare for, and I believe you were about to make some sort of announcement, so I'll be on my way.
Price drops the mic and leaves the ring. Seth turns back to the crowd.
Seth Lerch: Well, I'm glad Price volunteered to be the ref, because as I was saying... the Hellimination match is about to get just a little crazier. Because it isn't going to be four on four on four... it's going to be FIVE ON FIVE ON FIVE!
Pop from the crowd!; also, confusion.
Seth Lerch: Who better to join the Church of Dark Saints team than the one and only... well, uh, I guess I can't say that anymore. The two and only... ODIN BALFORE!
Pop, surprise from the crowd!
Zach Davis: I don't get it. We know Seth and Odin were aligned, but why this?
Seth Lerch: It has been made clear to me that the Church of Dark Saints is the only chance WCF has of ridding itself the likes of Pantheon and Genesis. And with Odin by their side, they will be unstoppable. So now you're asking yourselves, who will be joining the other two teams? Well, Pantheon, you can use Reb if he decides to show up, or Nightmare, or whoever. But your 5th man? Can't be anyone currently on the WCF roster! Same for you, Genesis... you don't get to add anyone from the WCF roster either!
Zach Davis: WHAT!?
Seth Lerch: That's right. In fact, anyone from the WCF roster that tries to join Genesis' team like Orbit and Cash did last week, or the Pantheon team... will be FIRED. And if you guys only end up with four guys on your team? Sucks to be you!
Master of Puppets plays again and Seth begins to leave the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Very interesting! Odin Balfore joins the Church of Dark Saints team for Helloween, with Eric Price as our referee.
Zach Davis: Who the hell are Pantheon and Genesis going to tap as their 5th members?
Inside the ring are the Mediocres, Jack Générique and Bob Ordinaire. They have been in the ring since the start of Slam, just hanging out. They're wearing basic black trunks, elbow pads, boots, and knee pads. They're surely mediocre.
The Latin chanting of Machine Head’s “I am Hell (Sonata in C#)” come over the PA system as the lights in the arena fade to nothing. Once the guitars and drums kick in, a white light flashes along with each note. As the lyrics begin, a spotlight hits the stage and there stands Corey Black wearing a black hoodie over his ring gear. The white strobe light continues as Corey walks down to the ring, bobbing his head to the music. He makes it to the ring when someone pops out from under it and attacks Corey! The team in the ring see the assault and flee, not wanting to get in the way of this melee.
Whomever the person is rolls Corey Black into the ring. They're wearing a dark robe, hood, the whole nine. Rolling into the ring, Corey is back up and off the ropes but the robed person drills him with a lariat! This shows the size of the attacker, it's roughly the same as Corey. Height and weight. The hood comes off and the crowd is stunned. It wasn't pretend. It was actually happening. Standing in the ring is Creeping Death. Standing above Corey Black. Nobody has any idea how to react. Corey CAN'T react, he's on the mat in pain after the monstrous lariat.
Zach Davis: What the fuck is going on!?
Shannan Lerch: ...
Creeping Death isn't finished. He lifts Corey Black off the mat and into the Burning Hammer position.. AND THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! Corey lands on the floor with such force. Such unbelievable force.
Zach Davis: I do no believe what we are seeing?! Can you Shannan?!
Shannan Lerch: No.... I can't!! Creeping Death just attacked Corey Black!! What else can happen...now?!?
"Jesus Built My Hot rod" by Ministry begins to play.
Zach Davis: NO-O-O-O!!
Shannan Lerch: Oh great!!
The entire Church of the Dark Saints slowly begin to walk out. Oblivion points to the ring, smiling.
Zach Davis: Oh crap. This is not good Shannan. Not good, at all!!
The Dark Church gets to the ring and all of them enter the ring. All of them surrounds Corey Black, as Creeping Death stands over a fallen Corey Black. Oblivion walks up to Creeping Death and says...
Oblivion: WCF!! For those who don't know. Creeping Death was the one hooded individual in our group. Creeping Death, please kneel.
Creeping death kneels in front of Oblivion.
Oblivion: Creeping Death!! As of this moment you are now a member of The Church of the Dark Saints!! Stand Creeping Death.
All of the Church of the Dark Saints look down at a fallen Corey Black.
Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!! Creeping Death is now a member of The Church of the Dark Saints!!
The Dark Saints looks down at Corey Black before stomping down onto him!!
Zach Davis: This is complete lunacy!!
The Dark Church stands over a beaten Corey Black as all of them grabs each other's hands and raise their arms to thunderous boos, from the crowd!! Right as they leave, all of the proceed to beAt down on Corey Black...
Oblivion: WCF!! The transformation of The Dark Church is complete!! Corey Black and Pantheon and everyone... WATCH YOUR BACKS!! THE DARK CHURCH RUNS WCF!! WE WILL RULE THIS PLACE!! All of WCF will fear The Church of the Dark Saints!!
The Dark Church leaves the ring, as the crowd pelts them with several pieces of garbage.
Shannan Lerch: This is a dark day for WCF!! A whole new faction has been completely formed!!!
Zach Davis: But I don't get it. Creeping Death IS Corey Black. I... don't understand.
The arena goes pitch black as “Barton Hollow” By the Civil Wars begins to play through the stadium speakers at Petco park in San Diego, Ca. You can hear the music play as the lights on stage begin to flicker a neon blue and white to the beat of the music. Fog begins to fill the entrance gate area and walking slowly out of the midst of the fog comes Steeltoe Joe dressed in jeans, a v-neck grey shirt and holding his Tag Team Championship on his shoulder. Joe stops right on the edge of the Fog and looks around at all of the people in the stadium who have come to see him defend his Championship and answer the question that everybody has on their mind. Will he accept the challenge that Andrew Warhawk pressed onto his shoulders last week after a viscous attack. Joe gazes at a few of the signs which clearly state what the fans want.
“DO IT JOE”
“CANT NAIL JOE DOWN”
“HOLY WAR 2012”
Joe takes a deep breath into his lungs and exhales it out of his nostrils as he then begins to walk down the entrance ramp, towards the ring. He slaps the hands of a few fans and plays to the wants and desires of the crowd as he approaches the ring steps. Joe burst up the ring steps and then walks into the ring where he motions for a microphone from the ring announcer. He grabs the mic and then begins to speak:
Steeltoe Joe: (As the fans quiet down to hear what he has to say) I have come out here to address a couple issues but one issue in particular.
The fans cheer for Joe as Joe puts his hands on his hips and is kind of hesitant to speak anymore but he works up the utterance to say what he has to say.
Steeltoe Joe: Ok I am going to get right to it. A couple months ago Tek and I, mainly myself started a War on the Church of Dark Saints. For a couple of months now we have been beating the Holy Hell, no pun intended, out of each other. We have taken the Church to their limits as well as a few others but now, the Church of Dark Saints wants to take me to the limits. Last week you saw Andy Warhawk, Zombie McMorris, and The Monster Synn slam my body to the canvass as The Crimson Prophet challenged me to a match that I have never heard of before in my entire career… A Crucifixion match.
The fans go crazy because they want to see the match.
Steeltoe Joe: The Board of directors have sent me the contract defining what this match actually is and I have to say it sounds like the most brutal match I have ever heard of. It is no Disqualification, and the goal is to grab one of the wooden fashioned crosses, nail your opponent’s hands to one of those crosses and then raise their cross in the air so that the world can see them hang there in shame, such as my savior did 2000 years ago.
Joe has an almost concerned look on his face as the fans scream wildly for Joe to accept the challenge.
Steeltoe Joe: I have weighed all of the risk and I have to say that there are many risks involved. I have a family, a wife and two children who want their daddy to come home and for the first time in my career I can honestly say that Daddy might not come home from this match. I have been in detrimental matches before but this one is not only detrimental to my health, it insanity to the max and brutal to the 9th degree. With all of this I regret to inform…
Joe is stopped by the fans who cheer for Joe. They begin to chant his name. STJ!!! STJ!!! STJ!!! STJ!!! STJ!!! Joe is overwhelmed by the support that he has always had from the crowd. Joe puts th mic back up to his mouth to continue to speak.
Steeltoe Joe: As I was saying, I really do regret to inform, but…
The fans cheer for Joe again. They are obsessed with Steeltoe Joe as he finally shouts it out with the biggest, most cocky grin on his face that anyone has ever seen.
Steeltoe Joe: I REGRET TO INFORM THE CRIMSON PROPHET ANDREW WARHAWK THAT I ACCEPT HIS CHALLENGE!!!
Zach Davis: DID YOU HEAR THAT Shannan!
Shannan Lerch: Joe is going to take on Warhawk in the Crucifixion Match! Hell yah!
Zach Davis: This might not be good for Joe or his family.
Shannan Lerch: Well STJ has never backed down from what he believes in.
The fans are going nuts. They are stomping and cheering so loud and hard that the camera which fils WCF from the stands is shaking violently.
Steeltoe Joe: There are too many people that doubt me here in the WCF. I hear it all of the time, “Joe’s a preacher, hes just a good ole boy who isn’t capable of hurting anybody!” I hear people say that I don’t have the skills to be here in the WCF. Well guess what boys? I have made it big everywhere else but here in the WCF and now I am here to do it and do it big! I am sick of the people who doubt me, they think they can walk all over me because I am a man of the cloth. IAM THE RIGHTEOUS JUGGERNAUT!!! I am not your average Pastor and you all would be better off to know it right now.
The fans are going nuts for Joe in the stands and in the ringside seats and even way up high in the nosebleed sections of the stadium. Joe is by far the biggest hero in WCF today.
Steeltoe Joe: I am so sick of the people around here who think I am a door matt. I have been in the Hell in a Cells. I have been in the barbed wire matches. I have been in matches that you would not even think a man could survive in and I have come out of matches with tacks in my body, broken bones and wood stabbed into the fols of my skin. I have had my share of staples, stitches and cuts but nothing compared to the challenge ahead of me but I will be damned if I get pushed over anymore. I will go to ONE and I will face Andrew Warhawk in the Crucifixion match and I will win!!!
The fans in San Diego are going insane with thunderous applause and chants of Joes name from the rafters to the ring side. Joe looks determined and fired up as he continues.
Steeltoe Joe: I made a promise to be very influential in the demise of the Church of Dark Saints and I will keep that promise by nailing that heritic to a wooden cross and lifting it high for all to see his shame. Andy Warhawk will hang from the cross in a bloody mangled mess and then Eric Price, Oblivion, FPV, Steve Orbit, Synn, Doc, Roy Speed, Kale Windsor, Adam Young and all of the rest of the WCF locker room will know that if you poke the bear he’s going to take you apart, limb by limb. I am dead serious when I say that all of WCF will see the light after I take Andy Warhawk and put him out of commission at One. Then what is ever single one of you here and in the back watching going to say?!?!?!?!?!
The crowd chants it with Joe as he finishes his catchphrase.
Steeltoe Joe: STJ… ALL… THE… WAY!!!
“Barton Hollow” by the Civil Wars begins to play again as Joe drops the mic and climbs the turnbuckle to pose for the fans. Joe raises his arms up and the fans get electric on him. The whole feel of the stadium has just changed as everybody sees that Joe is not a person to take lightly and that the Holy Flame is one of the biggest forces in WCF to be reckoned with. Joe rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp. He slaps the fans hands and does some poses with them and then leaves to the backstage area. Before he gets to go backstage somebody walks out to meet Joe on the stage. It’s his Tag Team Partner Tek.
Tek grabs Joe's arm and raises it up in the air as a show of respect and then the two give each other a hug and pose to the fans in San Diego with their WCF Tag Team Championships. One thing is for certain, Joe is hell-bent on making sure Warhawk doesn’t make it past One and the other thing for certain is that Tek has The Holy Flames back. Brother for life. Prophecy heads back to their locker rooms and then the scene changes to the commercial break.
Zach Davis: Alright, coming up right now we'll have the debut of Henri Ducos!
Shannan Lerch: That's right, the man known as the Nation of the Bloodless, and also known as the Murder... sounds scary to me.
Zach Davis: His WCF.com profile says he's a "sicko with a secret". He should fit right in with the rest of the WCF crowd.
The lights in the arena go out. Skrillex's "Kill Everybody" starts blaring around the arena as pyros explode on the stage. The curtains part and Henri and his half sister emerge through them. They slowly walk down the ramp way ignoring the boos of the crowd.
Henri nods as he goes to climb up the ringsteps and enters the ring and await his opponent.
Zach Davis: He looks ready for action.
Shannan Lerch: And he'll be facing fellow WCF newcomer Chris "The Cocky" Guy!
Zach Davis: Isn't it Chris "Cocky" Guy?
Shannan Lerch: Well his name is Chris Guy, and he's definitely cocky. I've learned that from interviewing him personally.
Miss. Mercedes comes out and is holding a vinyl briefcase. She opens it and pulls out a microphone.
Miss.Mercedes: Shut up. SHUT UP!! I would like to introduce the sexiest man in WCF, he is Chris “Cocky” Guy.
Kidrocks "Cocky" plays and Chris comes out. He stands in the middle of the stage and opens up his zip down jacket to show off his abs. He points to the crowd and then points to his abs and the crowd boos loud, He makes his way to the ring and gets on the turnbuckle and shows his abs.
Zach Davis: And he's got his new manager with him tonight, wonder if she'll be a good luck charm for him--
Shannan Lerch: Here's Henri Ducos from behind, ambushing Cocky Guy as he shows off on the turnbuckle!
DING DING DING
The match starts with Ducos clubbing Guy from behind while he's on the turnbuckle. Ducos climbs to the second turnbuckle, as Guy tries to fight back with back elbows, slowing Ducos but he persists--
Zach Davis: Ducos catches Guy with a reverse DDT from the top turnbuckle! What a way to start this match!
Shannan Lerch: I always like seeing two new guys, hungry, trying to make a name for themselves.
But Chris Guy is right back to his feet, shaking off the ambush. The two men circle each other, and lock up-- Guy goes for a side headlock, Ducos shoves him off and hits a standing dropkick, sending Guy stumbling back to the ropes. Ducos charges--
Zach Davis: Guy ducks the clothesline, drop-toes Ducos into the ropes neck-first!
Ducos hits the mat, holding his neck. Guy takes advantage and stomps on Ducos as he tries to get to his feet. Ducos gets to a knee, Guy goes behind and puts him in a choke hold, keeping him on the mat.
Zach Davis: A lot of action so far from these two newcomers.
Shannan Lerch: Chris Guy of course debuted at the War PPV in the War match itself. He was in a four-way match last week which Odin Balfore won, but Guy was not pinned and he was actually very impressive against a vet like Odin.
Ducos tries to pry Guy's arms from around his neck, but can't seem to break the choke hold-- deciding to go another route, he gets to one knee. Guy wrenches his arm tighter around Ducos' neck, but Ducos finally gets to his feet and hits Guy with an elbow to the gut, and then another--
Zach Davis: Henri Ducos breaks the choke hold, continuing the elbow strikes-- he whips Chris Guy to the ropes, and catches him with a super kick on the way back! Ducos with the pin!
Shannan Lerch: Chris Guy kicks out!
Miss Mercedes is going crazy at ringside, pounding on the apron and screaming at the ref, meanwhile encouraging Chris Guy. Ducos brings Guy to his feet, and then drops him again with a short-arm clothesline.
Zach Davis: I gotta say, Henri Ducos is having an impressive debut here tonight.
With Guy on the mat, Ducos decides to go high-risk, heading to the turnbuckle. He flies off the top turnbuckle--
Zach Davis: Ducos connects with a beautifully exectued corkscrew back elbow! Another pin attempt!
Zach Davis: NO, Chris Guy isn't done yet!
Ducos gets up, looking a little frustrated. He lifts Guy up off the mat, and whips him to the ropes--
Shannan Lerch: Henri kicks out at one, but Chris Guy is back in this thing.
Guy and Henri hit their feet at the same time. Ducos charges Guy, but Guy catches him with a sidewalk slam!
Zach Davis: Now Chris Guy is dropping knee after knee to the head of Henri Ducos.
Guy continues his assault on Henri Ducos, trying to keep him on the mat. Guy jumps up and hits a leaping legdrop, dropping the leg across the throat of Henri Ducos. He grabs Ducos, bringing him to his feet, and then doubles him over with a knee to the gut--
Zach Davis: Chris Guy with a leg drop bulldog! Continuing the attack on Henri's neck area.
Shannan Lerch: Weakening it for the Arrogant Drop, or the Face Implant-- but first, another pin attempt by Chris Guy, hooking the leg!
Zach Davis: Ducos gets a shoulder up!
As Ducos gets back to a knee, Guy sets him up for a powerbomb--
Zach Davis: POWERB-- WAIT! Ducos shifted his weight, reversing into a hurricanrana half-way through the powerbomb! What an impressive reversal from Henri Ducos!
Ducos pulls himself together and gets to the ropes, launching off with a springboard clothesline! Chris Guy goes down.
Shannan Lerch: Henri Ducos is waiting for Chris Guy to get back to his feet, with a wild look on his face!
Zach Davis: Guy stumbles to his feet-- Ducos hits an over the shoulder belly-to-back piledriver!
Shannan Lerch: He calls that The Prophecy! Not to be confused with Tek and STJ! Anyway, here's the pin!
DING DING DING
Skrillex's "Kill Everybody" starts blaring around the arena.
Zach Davis: Henri Ducos scores an impressive debut victory!
Shannan Lerch: I see a bright future for Henri Ducos... maybe a dark future. Maybe that's more appropriate.
Henri Ducos is greeted by his half-sister outside the ring as the ref checks on Chris "Cocky" Guy. Cut to commercial.
Our scene fades in on the hallway leading to the Owner's office. Mr. Jack Happy is on the phone and he's got two, brown lunch bags in his other hand. We pick up on the tail end of his conversation on the phone....
Mr. Happy: Yeah, I know. Seems that my pet hyena, Pearly, is sick. Good thing I made him some ratburgers. He really likes those. Oooh, I gotta go. Gonna meet and greet with the owner. Later-doodles.
As the door opens up, Mr. Happy waves heartily at the menacing figure of none other than Seth Lerch, owner of the WCF. Needless to say (but we will anyways!!!!) Mr. Lerch is not thrilled at all upon seeing him.
Seth Lerch: Who the hell are YOU?
Mr. Happy: (A bit nervous but trying to giggle his way through it) Umm..teehee...err...Mr. Happy...hee?
Seth Lerch: The LAST thing this federation needs is another clown. And you're not even a funny one at that. I should fire you right now.
Mr. Happy: Hey, I'm more than my parts.
Seth Lerch: Well, there's a lot of parts there.
Mr. Happy: Yeah, I'm blessed. I'm big in all the right places...like my heart! In any event, I'm a graduate from the Bob Villa Institute of Handiness. I can fix cars, do electrical work, why I even helped build the wrestling ring tonight! Oh, and did I mention I'm a pretty good chef too? I even made you welcoming lunch bag of yumfulness.
Seth Lerch: Well, we'll SEE what happens in the weeks to come. Besides, I'm in a good mood and not even YOU will bring me down.
Mr. Happy: (Mumbles) Good thing you haven't heard me sing yet.
Seth Lerch: What did you say?
Mr. Happy: Umm, think I gotta ring my vet. Call him you know. Got a sick pet.
Seth Lerch: If you stay any longer here, I will be sick. Get the hell outta here, NOW.
Mr. Happy shrugs. As he goes to leave, Seth stops him and YANKS a brown bag out of his hand.
Seth Lerch: Now you can leave. Idiot!
Mr. Happy starts to walk away. As he does, we see Seth reach into the brown bag and take a hearty bite.
Seth Lerch: At least he can do ONE thing right. Not a bad sandwich at all.
Mr. Happy gets further down the hallway. He seems a bit dejected that things didn't go too well with him and the owner.
Mr. Happy: Oh well. Can't win everyone over in one day. He'll come around. At least I can get back to where Pearly is and give him his....
As Jack lifts the bag up, we see that it has an evil smiley face on it and the words, 'For Mr. Lerch' clearly written on it. Jack's eyes widen and his mouth forms the perfect 'O' for a moment...
Mr. Happy: Oh rats!
Our scene fades.
We come back from commercial with a shot of Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch at the announce table.
Zach Davis: And once again it is time for Jay Price to face off in a handicap match. This week he'll be up against The Red River Coalition, Adam Young and Corey Moon. I'm starting to wonder if Seth is still holding a grudge for the way Price left WCF earlier this year.
Shannan Lerch: Knowing my brother I wouldn't be surprised.
"People hate me" by Murderdolls starts playing as Adam Young and Corey Moon start towards the ring in matching black "The Coalition" t-shirts. They high five each other and then turn towards the fans and give them a one bird salute. Multicolored lights fill the arena. The fans are booing and hissing as they climb into the ring. They climb different turnbuckles and give the crowd the trademarked Icey Glares. They drop down and toss their t-shirts into the crowd as red and black streamers fly into the ring from the crowd.
Zach Davis: And speaking of The Coalition here they are now. People really seem to hate these guys.
Shannan Lerch: Well they don't give the fans much reason to like them.
"4 Words To Choke Upon" by Bullet For My Valentine hits the PA System as the lights in the arena drop. Strobe lights emanate from the stage area as Jay Price explodes from the curtain, his right arm seemingly pulling his left half onto the stage. He's yelling at himself to "come on", to which he can be heard replying "I'm coming, I'm coming". The other half of him finally gives in and "they" head down the ramp together. Along the way down the ramp his left hand tries to slap a few fan's hands, but each time his right hand pulls his left hand back. His right hand then grabs a beer from a fan at ringside but the left hand slaps it to the ground. Finally the halves seem to pull themselves together long enough to roll in under the bottom ropes as his music fades out and the lights come back to normal.
Zach Davis: And here comes Jay Price who, as of late, seems to be going through some sort of identity crisis. Last week we actually saw him trying to strangle himself after he picked up the victory over Timmy Timmons and El Taco De Genial. How does it feel seeing your two ex-boyfriends both going insane Shannan? ....Shannan?
Shannan has already broke out her flask from under the desk and is taking a swig.
Zach Davis: Uh, well let's get to the action.
Inside of the ring Senior Referee Stanley Moser has finished checking for weapons and he signals for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Adam Young steps out onto the apron as Moon and Price circle each other. The two tie up and Price quickly transitions into a rear waist lock before taking Moon down to the mat with a leg sweep. Price now with the reverse chinlock as Young yells out some encouragement.
Zach Davis: Well the good news is that it seems Price has himself under control. The bad news is that my fellow announcer has excused herself to the back.
Back in the ring Moon has gotten himself back to his feet as he tries to fight out of the hold. Moon with a few elbows to the chest and he's able to get free. Moon now with a side kick to the gut that doubles over Price. Moon now shoots Price into the corner before going for a running clothesline. Price ducks it and Moon crashes into the corner. Price grabs him from behind and drops him with a German Suplex. Adam Young enters the ring and runs at Price but Price drops him with a clothesline.
Zach Davis: And Price is absolutely cleaning house right now.
Price now pulling Young up to his feet and backing him into the corner before he starts to unload with chops to the chest. Moon sneaks up behind him and puts him in a sleeper hold. Young shakes off the chops and returns the favor as Moon holds him in place with the sleeper.
Zach Davis: And there's nothing the referee can do as this is a handicap match. I still don't know why Adam Young started this match out on the apron, I suppose he was just that confident in his partner.
Young now calling the shots as Moon releases the sleeper and the two lift up Price before dropping him with a double suplex. Young now with the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: And Price with the kick out!
Young and Moon pull Price up and then shoot him into the ropes before going for a double clothesline. Price ducks it, hits the ropes and takes them both down with a double clothesline of his own. Price now looking to the opposite corner.
Zach Davis: Jay seems to have forgotten that he doesn't have a partner for this match.
Price indeed does seem to have forgotten that as he walks over to the corner and begins arguing with himself.
Jay Price: No! You aren't getting in this match!
Jay Price: YOU SON OF A BITCH LET ME IN THERE!
Jay Price: Never!
Price's head is then jerked to the side, almost as if he was just slapped.
Jay Price: Fine! You get in there but you better not get us disqualified.
Price steps out onto the apron and then steps back into the ring, a different look on his face. Price runs straight at Moon, nearly decapitating him with a massive clothesline. Young is up to his feet and Price takes him to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex. Moon back up to his feet and he takes a belly-to-belly as well.
Jay Price: THAT'S HOW IT'S DONE YOU LITTLE FUCKER!
Zach Davis: Oh the FCC is going to love this.
Price now climbing up to the second rope and he jumps off, hitting the elbow drop onto the chest of Moon. Price now with the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: And Adam Young is there to break up the pin.
Young now pulling Price up to his feet but Price counters with a knee to the gut. Young is doubled over and Price drops him with the Downfall.
Jay Price: MOONSAULT TIME!
Price takes his time climbing up to the top rope, giving Moon enough time to get to his feet. Moon now hammering away at Price's back before he climbs up to the second rope. Price gets himself turned around and the two begin to trade shots. Price wins the fight and Moon starts to fall back when Price catches him. Price now standing straight up on the second rope as he pulls Moon up with him.
Zach Davis: What is Price thinking here?
Price looks around at the crowd, a devilish look in his eyes, before he pulls Moon straight up for the Sunny No More.
Zach Davis: MY GOD NO!
Price hits it, folding Moon up on the mat like an accordion. Price hops down off the ropes and goes for the pin attempt on Moon.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Price gets up to his feet and stares down the corner as the referee raises him arm in victory.
Jay Price: I TOLD YOU I'D HANDLE IT MOTHER FUCKER!
The referee then hurries out of the ring, desperate to distance himself from the crazy. We go to commercial as Price exits the ring, arguing with himself the whole way up the ramp.
Our scene fades in backstage. There we see a lot of steam. There's some moaning going on and it begins to take on a very erotic scene. Mr. Happy's voice can be heard...
Mr. Happy: There's a lot TO me. There's a lot ABOUT me. Most importantly of all though...there's a lot OF me. Awww yeahhhhhh.....
And the eroticism quickly fades. Before we even see Mr. Happy, we see a very swank looking Steve Orbit enter the shot. He's got on a purple hat with a feather on the side, a cane, and a matching purple outfit with pinstripes.
Steve Orbit: Oh, my bad, I didn't mean to interrupt-- yo, what the FUCK? This shit is out there even for me. Look, I'm into some kinky shit and all, but there has GOT to be a law against this.
Panning over to see what he is looking at, we see the ROTUND form of Mr. Happy. Fortunately, there's large smiley faces superimposed over his nude, obese frame. Flanking him on either side are incredibly gorgeous looking women from the neck down. From the neck up, they have on clown facepaint and even the wild, frizzy red hair. They each have bike horns and take turns squeezing them as Jack eats a burrito from a bowl like a Greek figure would a grape.
Mr. Happy: Heeeeeyyy now. Peace and burrito grease. It's all good, homey. I'm just posing erotically for 'Just Clowning Around: The Adult Magazine for Clowns.' Can you dig it baby?
Steve Orbit: Call me baby one more time and you're gonna find out how strong the pimp hand is.
Mr. Happy: We're all adults here. Well, most of us are adult clowns anyways. I'm glad you came by. I'm kinda new to the place and I'm always looking for a fun time. Can you....
Steve Orbit: Don't.
Mr. Happy: ....dig it.....
Steve Orbit: I'm warning you, big boy!
Mr. Happy: .....baby?
The Mack has no choice. In a swift motion, he backhands the HELL outta Mr. Happy. We hear Jack scream like a little girl as the female clowns quickly kiss his boo-boo away.
Mr. Happy: That wasn't cool man. You are seriously driving a stake through my....
Steve Orbit: The pimp hand is cocked back, homie. I got a brand new back slap for yo' ass.
Mr. Happy: Okay okay. Look. I think we both got off on the wrong foot.
Steve Orbit: I ain't getting off ANYWHERE, ANYTIME, or ANYPLACE with you, hear me Mr Jack Off?
Mr. Happy: It's HAPPY.
Steve Orbit: I don't care what "it" is. Just keep "it" away from me. And put some damn clothes on. I'm seeing too much white. Makin' me think I'm in a damn P-Diddy video or something.
Mr. Happy: Girls...my edibles please.
Upon hearing the word 'edibles', Steve can't help but hurl. Jack, being the handy guy that he is, quickly mops up the floor albeit it still in his underwear. Steve loses it several more times as it becomes a challenge of if Mr. Happy can keep up with all of Steve Orbit's involuntary personal protein spills. Eventually, Mr. Happy overcomes as Steve is left dry heaving for a while.
Mr. Happy: Well, I'm tired. I didn't know a pimp had that much vomit in them. Usually I hear how they're full of...well...not vomit. Anyways, I bet you're pretty hungry now. And I've got JUST the thing! See, I figured that since I'm new here, I'd go on ahead and make lunchbags for everyone. Kinda like a social gathering with food. Hope you like . It's a beef stroganoff sandwich and Faygo.
Steve Orbit: (weakly) I'll take it. Just... put some clothes on. This is too much man!
Mr. Happy: Only if you agree not to pimp slap me any more. Otherwise, the ladies are gonna ask why do I have a dude's handprint on my cheek and I'll be shooting a whole other genre of clown films if you get my drift.
Steve Orbit nods as he DEVOURS his sandwich, trying to regain the energy he lost from the sight of Mr. Happy in edibles. Jack gets real excited when he seems Steve Orbit eating his sandwich.
Mr. Happy: Yay! You like my food! I feel so happy I could dance!!!!!!
Though Steve tries to protest, it's with a full mouth. As Happy's hips go this way and that, Steve Orbit nearly loses his lunch. Covering his mouth with one hand, his other hand on the lunch bag, he makes a quick run for it out the room as Jack runs after him, begging for him to stay. The scene fades out.
The Angels of Death, Hank Lane and Diablo, are in the ring as we come back from commercial.
Zach Davis: Hank Lane and Diablo haven't had much luck since they've come together as the Angels of Death, but that luck might turn around tonight.
Gold lights will start flashing as You Know My Name by Chris Cornell starts and as soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight will shine on him as he makes his way to the ring with a slow and determined walk with a smirk on his face as he walks down the entrance ramp and simply looks down on the audience. He steps in the ring using the steps and walks into the ring as he stands in the center of it looking around at the audience with disdain and a grin on his face.
Shannan Lerch: Eric Price lost his Television Title last week, but he's been named the special guest referee of the Hellimination match... either way I'm sure he'll be looking to make a statement here tonight.
Indeed!, he runs and Clotheslines the unsuspecting Hank Lane out of the ring. He turns to Diablo and hits him with an open handed slap before lifting him and hitting an Olympic Slam!
Zach Davis: OOF! Big move already!
Hank Lane gets back into the ring. He runs at Eric Price who ducks a Clothesline and then hits him with an Inverted DDT. He stomps both members of the Angels of Death before picking Diablo up and looking menacingly into the camera... Price hits a brutal Legsweep DDT!
Shannan Lerch: Eric Price is indeed out here to prove a point tonight.
Price lifts Hank Lane up now, kicks him and hits his Inverted Facelock Neckbreaker Slam.
Zach Davis: Reversal of Fortune!...
He then grabs Diablo and lifts him up. Price looks directly into the camera as he has Diablo on his shoulders before finishing the move.
Shannan Lerch: Ca$h Flow!
Price finally pins Diablo, hooking the leg.
Zach Davis: And there you have it.
Eric Price stands up, getting his arm raised to massive booing.
Shannan Lerch: Well, Price sure proved something tonight.
Zach Davis: He's a man on a mission, that's for damn sure.
The scene fades in, as Happy is walking around the outside of the WCF arena. He spots Waylon standing behind some dumpsters, and quickly approaches. In Waylon's mouth is a hand rolled joint, burning away.
Mr. Happy: Howdy doo, buckaroo! I hope you're having a great day today.
Waylon Cash: (Startled) Just a cigarette!
Mr. Happy: (Unfazed) Anywhos, I thought I'd introduce myself. I'm Mr. Happy. What are you doing out here?
Waylon looks at him quizzically, but then shrugs and takes a hit.
Mr. Happy: .......
Waylon Cash: What?
Mr. Happy: I meant, what are you doing outside?
Waylon Cash: relaxin'... you want some? (offers the joint to Happy)
Mr. Happy: No thanks.
Waylon Cash: Eh, more for me.
Mr. Happy: Umm, okay. Oh, before I forget...sammich? Faygo?
Waylon Cash: Shit, Waylon Cash never turns down a free meal.
Happy hands him a sandwich, and a bottle of soda.
Waylon Cash: Thanks man. Who the hell are you again?
Mr. Happy: Name's Happy.
Waylon Cash:... right.
Waylon take another drag, before biting into the sandwich. He smiles, as his munchies are slowly satiated.
Waylon Cash: Thanks for the sandwich. You got anything else you wanted?
Mr. Happy: Just going around meeting people. This has certainly been... interesting.
Waylon Cash: Well thanks, but you might wanna head out. If people see two of us standin' over here, they're gonna get suspicious, and I don't need cops right now, man.
Mr. Happy: I understand... enjoy your sandwich, and your cigarette.
Waylon chuckles, as the man walks back into the building.
Zach Davis: Well Shannan, this next match is for a shot at the tag team titles!
Shannan Lerch: Don’t get too excited Zach, this is a squash match.
Zach Davis: The 8th Wonder won last week!
Shannan Lerch: Fluke.
"8th Wonder" begins to play over the PA System and both members of The 8th Wonder are pushed onto the stage by a WCF staffer. The crowd responds with a huge ovation for the duo. The loud noise causes Kelvin Staylor to cover his ears as Markus Jayson waves his hand out at the crowd.
Staylor hurriedly powerwalks down the ramp toward the ring while Jayson takes his time and shakes his hands with every single person he walks by. Finally at ringside he slides into the ring and continues waving toward the crowd as Staylor sits in the corner in a fetal position.
Zach Davis: Well there are our resident punching bags/comic relief/weekly reporters.
Shannan Lerch: Just awaiting Kain and Stylez now before we kick this match off.
Bar Room Hero by The Dropkick Murphys begins playing and Tommy Kain makes his way down to the ring with a signature dance move, maybe some running man or a little cha cha slide. He looks out to the crowd and sings the chorus of Bar Room Hero with the crowd. Becoming even more excited when he hears OY OY OY!
Shannan Lerch: Former Hardcore Champion Tommy Kain is in the house!
Zach Davis: Kain takes a look over at The 8th Wonder and laughs. He’s clearly not taking this one seriously.
Shannan Lerch: …and here comes his partner LA Johnny Stylez, the WCF Internet Champion!
~*~ 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.
Zach Davis: Looks like all four are in the ring now and we’re about ready to go!
Ding, Ding, Ding.
Stylez and Kain walk toward Staylor and Jayson and extend their hands.
Shannan Lerch: Great show of sportsmanship by The Misfits.
Zach Davis: Clearly they feel a little bad about the epic beat down they’re about to inflict on these two.
Cautiously, Staylor grasps the hand of Tommy Kain for a handshake. Jayson acts like he’s about to do the same, but from out of nowhere spins his body and lands a karate chop to the throat of Johnny Stylez!
Shannan Lerch: SPIN MOVE KARATE CHOP!
Zach Davis: WHAT WAS THAT!?
Shannan Lerch: DOWN GOES STYLEZ!
Zach Davis: Look again Shannan. Stylez barely moved. He looks pissed, too.
Jayson’s patented spin move karate chop did absolutely no damage to Johnny Stylez. Stylez reaches out and grabs hold of the very ‘special’ Markus Jayson and lifts him in the air, taking him down to the mat with a huge backbreaker. Kelvin Staylor watches his half-brother be broken in half and immediately runs out of the ring in fear. Kain takes to his corner and the match officially begins with Stylez and Jayson.
Stylez quickly gathers Jayson and brings him to his feet. Stylez hits him with a quick DDT and follows it up with a leg drop as Jayson lies motionless on the ground. From the corner Tommy Kain yells out for Stylez to give him a tag. Stylez walks over and tags in Kain. Kain immediately tries a cover.
Shannan Lerch: The cover is broken up by Kelvin Staylor!
Indeed. Staylor has run into the ring and kicked Kain off of his half-brother. Kain gets up to his feet with an angry look on his face. He’s about to strike when…he doesn’t. He looks up and down at the frightened Kelvin Staylor, shakes his head, and then walks over to the ropes and asks for a microphone. Kain is thrown a microphone and reapproaches Staylor and Jayson.
Zach Davis: I’m not sure what is going on here. Tommy Kain just got a microphone and is walking back up to The 8th Wonder.
Tommy Kain: Look guys, Johnny and I are big fans. We don’t want to have to fuckin’ hurt you tonight. You two aren’t wrestlers, no matter how hard you want to try. You don’t need to be in this ring against people like Johnny Stylez and Tommy Kain. Seth Lerch is exploiting you two for your popularity and I don’t want to play along any more.
Staylor and Jayson, as you could expect, look confused. Johnny Stylez grabs the microphone from TK.
Johnny Stylez: Yo, TK is right. This shit has to stop. Ya’ll two are going to get your asses stomped. You have no chance of winning this match. That title shot is the Misfits already, you need to understand that.
Shannan Lerch: It looks like The Misfits are appealing to The 8th Wonder’s sense of…rationalism…
The 8th Wonder continues to look around confused as Kain takes the microphone back from Stylez.
Tommy Kain: We’re not going to fight you two anymore unless you try to make us. We’ve earned those title shots, and we’re going to take them. The WCF needs more of the Misfits. My boy Stylez is going to look damn good with two belts around his waist. You two aren’t ready for this, but we’ll make you this deal. Leave the ring right now and we’ll teach you the ways of the Misfits. We’ll help you become true wrestlers.
Markus Jayson takes the microphone from Kain.
Markus Jayson: So what you’re saying is that if we leave the ring right now you won’t beat us up AND you’ll teach us you’re sweet moves?
Tommy Kain: That’s right.
Kelvin Jayson: Will we get to play with the GOAT?
Tommy Kain: Sure. We can also play with my legendary action figure collection.
Kelvin Jayson: WE’RE IN!
With that Jayson and Staylor exit the ring and start walking toward the back slapping hands with the fans.
Shannan Lerch: What is this? Some sort of 8th Wonder-Misfits alliance?
Zach Davis: It appears so. The referee has begun to count them out.
Shannan Lerch: Smart move if you think about it. The Misfits would have destroyed Staylor and Jayson. Instead, now it looks like they’ll be taken under their wing.
Zach Davis: There you have it folks, The Misfits win via countout!
Shannan Lerch: The WCF Tag-Team division is getting interesting in a hurry. This is going to be one tough team to beat when they get their title chance.
Zach Davis: As for The 8th Wonder, I’m sure we’ll see them on television next weekend playing with GOAT.
Shannan Lerch: Can’t wait for that!
Joel Hall storms into Seth Lerch's office. He looks beyond pissed. However, Seth just gives a cocky smile.
Seth Lerch: Well, well, well. If it ain't The Iowan Massacre himself.
Joel Hall: Zip it, blondie!
Seth Lerch: Hey, now. I'm your boss. You should respect me.
Joel Hall: What the hell was that last week?! Because of your stupid stipulation, how the hell am I gonna face all the members of the Church of the Dark Saints?!
Seth Lerch: That's not my problem. I just want to see Genesis and Pantheon get crushed to pieces, making sure they crumble into dust.
Joel Hall: Like when Team of Treachery fell apart.
Seth Lerch: That was an old chapter. Today will be the day when Oblivion becomes president of the United States. And the Church of the Dark Saints, will rule!
Joel Hall: That doesn't excuse me on why you have to interrupt my conquest in destroying the Satan spawn himself!
Seth Lerch: Oh after that humiliating defeat I received at Payback, this is my revenge on you.
Joel grabs Seth by the collar, who was still confident.
Seth Lerch: If you do anything as lay a single punch on me, I will fire you and call security to kick you out.
That seemed to cool down Joel, as he let go of Seth's shirt. However, heavy breathing could be heard through the mask.
Seth Lerch: Since I love to see you cause a tantrum, I'll get you a match on Helloween.
Joel Hall: You better. I don't care if you put any huge mofo right in front of me.
Seth Lerch: Well we'll just see how you do in your upcoming match!
Joel leaves the room, leaving Seth to chuckle at his mood performance.
Shannan Lerch: This next match has alot of drama, intrigue, and loads of revenge all tied into it. There are no titles on the line, no number one contendership up for grabs, but all four men have something to prove.
Zach Davis: Here come Zombie McMorris and Synn. Two members of the Church of dark saints. Zombie is a former internet champion, having brought the title into creation and gave it quite some prestige. Zombie could take a victory in this tag match and get in the hunt for a second reign as the champion of the title he brought into WCF existence
Shannan Lerch: Zombie has been silent as of late. But the man is devious smart, no doubt waiting, watching, picking his spot. the man is talented, a cagey veteran who is no doubt like you said Zach, looking to get back into the hunt for a major title.
Zach Davis: Not only that, but with Helloween, Zombie and Synn will be looking to gain momentum for the church heading into the hell in a cell three stable main event. Zombie could really be a difference maker with that victory right here. Never count the former internet champion out, especially teamed up with a powerhouse who is coming off a hot run as tag team champion with Doc Henry.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Doc, whom as we all know carried that thankless hack, here he comes now.
Kyle Steel: Introducing their challengers. From Griffen Georgia, weighing in at 235 pounds, THE confederate champion of WCF.
Dr. Feelgood hits the speakers and as the main riff blasts through the arena, Doc, and Mary emerge on the stage, the Confederate Title around his waist. Looking around, he raises a fist in the air, then leads the way to the ring. Climbing up the steps, he holds the Ropes for Mary, who slinks lithely through. Doc steps trough the ropes and grins proudly as he pops the crowd drawing more boos as Mary takes the belt. Mocking them, he sits on the turnbuckle and awaits his opponents...
Zach Davis: The confederate rogue, steadily becoming a fast and strong favorite amongst the fans. After the events of last week, he has some revenge on his mind tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Everyone knows that Doc's thankless stupid former tag team partner didn't appreciate having a 4 time tag team champion to guide and teach him.
Zach Davis: Doc Henry very well has had a career that has hall of fame potential. He has held several of WCF titles, and has faced some of the biggest names in the industry. If he so chooses to find a new partner and pursue a 5th tag team title reign, or chooses to pursue any of the prestigious singles titles, this man is not one you wanna bet against.
The arena goes dark. Suddenly, Pulse of the Maggots by Slipknot is blasted through the arena. The crowd cheers as the intro of the song is played. Pyro is blasted on stage, which causes the lights to come back on. Out from backstage, Joel Hall comes out. He is wearing a black trenchcoat and a random kabuki mask. He looks around the arena.
Joel walks down the ramp and looks straight ahead at the ring. He stops and looks back at the stage.
Then, Joel jumps on the canvas and rolls over the ropes, entering the ring. He takes his mask off and throws it into the crowd. He goes onto each turnbuckle and looks at the crowd.
At the final turnbuckle, after looking at the crowd, he raises his right arm with a devil horns sign. He gets off and takes his trenchcoat off. He does some stretches while he waits for his opponent.
Kyle Steel: Doc Henry's partner for this match, he comes from Des Moines, Iowa. Weighing in at 224 pounds, he is the Iowan Massacre, JOEL HALL!!
Zach Davis: Joel Hall is a hellacious athlete, a high flyer who isn't afraid to get hardcore. This guys is never far from a title shot.
Shannan Lerch: The scary thing Zach, he's only getting better. At this rate, he could go from Iowan massacre, to WCF champion. The man isn't afraid to get down and dirty, and will do things most others won't to achieve his goals.
Shannan Lerch: And there is the bell to signal the beginning of the match.
Zach Davis: uh-oh, looks like there might be a cat fight outside the ring.
The camera pans to Maya stalking Mary around the ring. As Maya causes Mary to backpedal quickly, Doc turns, quickly slides out of the ring placing himself between Maya and Mary
Shannan Lerch: Chivalry isn't dead, Doc coming to the aid of Mary
Zach Davis: Hall trying to cover up, but this doesn't look good for the Iowan Massacre
Shannan Lerch: It was a ruse, Maya causing a distraction to get Doc out of the ring so they can gain a two on one advantage.
Zach Davis: Seems the Church of the dark saint's members are working well together. But Hall is no slouch to be taken lightly, he has earned his hardcore reputation for a reason.
In the ring, Zombie and Synn toss Hall to the ropes connecting on a double boot to the face of the hardcore high flyer, Hall falls through the ropes to the outside. Zombie chases hall to the floor. Hall tries to scramble away, but Zombie catches him, grabbing a hand full of hair and slamming Hall's head into the ring post.
Shannan Lerch: Zombie is the original internet champion, and a very experienced veteran. A win here tonight could restart his slumbering career Zach.
Zach Davis: at 6 foot 6 and 260 pounds Zombie is pretty quick on his feet, Hall is going to have to hit and run, control the pace of the match, dictate it to his style, Hall has a 4 time tag team champion in his corner, Doc Henry knows what it takes to achieve success in this division. I like their chances.
As the fight continues, Zombie has rammed Hall's head a second time into the ring post. Synn then joins in as the two lay boots onto their victim before tossing him back into the ring. Picking Hall back up, Synn grabs a hand full of Halls' hair, before Zombie hits a hard right hand that put's Hall right back to the ground. The two Saints pepper Hall with several more hard kicks.
Shannan Lerch: Hall is really going to have to reach into his hardcore airial moves, get the monsters off their feet,quick tags to Doc, keep the fresh man in.
Zach Davis: A win here could very well help Hall build a run into title contention, he has so much talent and heart. This is a guy that could rebuild the cruiser weight division, or bring a unique style to the hardcore division. Doc could easily get back in the hunt and go for a 5th tag team champion, with the right partner.
Shannan Lerch: A win here could also put Zombie back in the hunt to regain the very title he brought to fame, the internet championship, or even a run for a singles title himself. Lots and lots of talent with much riding on a victory here tonight.
Synn slides back in the ring, just as Doc turns to see what is going on, a scowl shows his anger at falling for the ruse. he slides in the ring simultaneously with Synn, reeling his former tag partner with a hard flying elbow to the face, Synn stumbles back from the blow. As he turns, red faced with anger, Doc takes a quick hop towards his opponent hitting him right in the stomach with a karate kick.
Zach Davis: A martial arts kick from Doc, he's got Synn in the corner can he take advantage of it?
Shannan Lerch: A man who is no stranger to titles, can you picture Doc as the internet champion?
Zach Davis: I wouldn't be surprised to see the team of Doc Henry and Joel Hall becoming a challenging force in the tag team division, and make a run for the tag team titles.
Back in the ring, Synn tries to get away from the corner, not wanting to get trapped by Doc. Doc hits another hard sidekick to Synn's midsection trying to keep him their. Synn takes several deep breaths trying to shrug off the hard kicks that took the wind right out of his lungs.
Zach Davis: Doc literally kicking the stuffing out of Synn, no doubt he wants to send a message to this young former protege, Doc surely has the experience over Synn, the cagey vet looks ready to take the young pupil to school.
Shannan Lerch: Doc is gonna get retribution, on the other side of the ring, Hall doesn't seem to be fairing so well as Zombie's punching bag.
Zach Davis: Zombie is just beating the hell out of Hall, hard lefts repeatedly to the head, it's getting ugly.
Inside the ring, Doc hits a third sidekick, catching Synn in the head. the blow causes him to fall over the rope onto the apron. Doc turns his attention on Zombie. Sliding out of the ring, he starts nailing stiff rights and lefts to McMorris. The fans cheer on the confederate champion.
Shannan Lerch: It's all out chaos. is it a tag team match or a street fight?
Zach Davis: The ref needs to restore order and get these men back in control
Doc hits a side kick to Zombie's stomach, as the big man doubles over Doc follows that up with a hard knee lift that chaos a big "oooh" from the crowd as the pop echos throughout the baseball park. Doc then runs back into the ring, ducking a Synn clothesline, hitting him in the stomach with a quick hard right. The blow takes Synn by surprise, the wind knocked out of him a second time he falls into the ropes. Luckily he is able to reach over and make a quick tag to Zombie.
Shannan Lerch: Doc taking control of the match, showing his veteran savvy and why is a potential hall of famer here.
Zach Davis: He's been in WCF for a long time, he's been there done that, seen it all. the fans love him as they are cheering him on madly here tonight, and he's not disappointing.
Doc hits the ropes, hitting a corkscrew elbow flattening Zombie onto the mat. Synn runs in but gets met with a running drop kick for his troubles. the fans stand cheering Doc with a loud ovation, he smiles soaking up the love. He points to Synn, the fans go berserk. As Synn gets to his feet, Doc quickly wraps an arm over Synn's shoulder, lifts him up and hits a hard Rock bottom, the crowd goes berserk with a "DOC" chant.
Zach Davis: Gamblers hand, gamblers hand on Doc's former partner, oh what a statement.
As Doc get's to his feet he looks down at the man who abandoned him at Slam just a week ago. Doc bends down to get close to Synn, causing another big pop from the crowd as he hits a bitch slap across Synn's cheek that the entire crowd can hear.
Zach Davis: OOH!!
Shannan Lerch: Bitch slap from hell.
having lost focus, Zombie is able to sneak up behind Doc, the fans try to warn him, then cheer as Joel Hall hops up onto the apron, springboards off the top rope and nails Zombie in the back with a hard dropkick.
Zach Davis: Hall with the save there, these two seem to be working well here tonight.
The ref orders Zombie and Hall back to their corners. Doc continues to punish Synn, setting him up in a neutral corner pounding his hated rival with punches and kicks. Doc then pulls Synn out of the corner, setting up a front face lock he drops back planting Synn's head onto the mat with a D.D.T.
Zach Davis: Doc in complete control here, he's look real sharp
As Doc stalks Synn. Maya hops up on the ring apron, getting the refs attention.
Shannan Lerch: Oh no, that little hefer just can't keep her nose out of everyones business, can she?
Maya points a finger in Halls' face. Hall just laughs as she yells insults at him, with the ref and Hall distracted. Zombie runs in, clubbing Doc in the back of the head with a hard fist, grabbing Doc from behind, holding his arms back tight, Synn get's up, grins at Doc then goes to hit the ropes. Just as Synn reaches the ropes, Mary reaches in grabbing a foot with both hands, tugging with all her might she is able to off balance Synn, causing him to fall to the mat face first.
Shannan Lerch: Oh fighting fire with fire there.
Zach Davis: Turn about is fair play, Maya sticking her nose into the match, Mary evening the odds.
taking advantage of the situation, Doc throws his head back, beaning Zombie right in the nose. Zombie stumbles back, grabbing his face causing him to release Doc. As Synn scrambles back to his feet, Doc hits a huge running boot right to his face, putting him right back on the mat. Doc steps over to his corner tagging in Joel Hall.
Zach Davis: Doc using his tag experience, getting the fresh Hall into the game.
Hall climbs the ropes, reaching his hands high into the air he takes a giant leap, crash landing on top of Synn with a huge flying elbow drop. Halll then quickly gets to another corner, with the greatest of ease he quickly climbs to the turnbuckle. Pointing to Zombie, the crowd cheers with excitement waiting to see what Hall will pull off.
Zach Davis: Hall on fire, this guy us exciting to watch.
Shannan Lerch: Hardcore high flyer, utilizing high risk high reward moves, though not necessarily a big man he hits hard.
As Zombie reaches to the ropes, pulling himself up to his feet, Hall takes a deep breath, leaps into the air, flipping his body in mid air, he then kicks out his feet, planting them into Zombies chest, the force slams Zombie back into the turnbuckles.
Shannan Lerch: And that was exactly what i was talking about
Zach Davis: Oh my, a shooting star drop kick by the Iowan Massacre, this guy is incredible.
Doc then pulls Synn to his feet, waving Hall to hit the turnbuckles again. The crowd is going nuts
Zach Davis: Oh my. Hall and Doc looking to finish things off right here.
Hall climbs to the top turnbuckle, Doc bends down, placing Synn onto his shoulders, lifting up the big man into the air. Hall gives Synn a sinister smile, pointing at Synn, then sliding his thumb across his neck in a slit throat motion.
Zach Davis: OOH IT'S ALL OVER!!
Hall plants his feet, leaps high and out, the fans gasp and cheer madly as Joel Hall is able to wrap his legs around Synn's head. throwing his body backwards, Hall flips Synn off Doc's shoulders bringing the big man crashing to the mat extremely hard.
Shannan Lerch: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!
Zach Davis: The Iowan Massacre with a top rope frankensteiner, i don't believe it.
Shannan Lerch: I don't believe it, i don't think their done Zach.
Sure enough, Hall hops up, giving the same motion Doc just gave him signalling they both hit top rope moves.
Zach Davis: Oh no, this doesn't look good for Synn at all.
Shannan Lerch: I think a couple of messages are getting sent
Hall quickly climbs to the top of one turnbuckle, as Doc gets to the top of the opposing turmbuckle. Signalling to the fans. who are cheering their heads off, both men point to each other, then down to the prone vulnerable Synn. With the fans reaching a crescendo, the two men jump off, Doc comes down hitting a massive elbow drop, as Joel Hall nails a beautiful five star frog splash.
Zach Davis: OOH WOW!! Synn is DONE!!!
Shannan Lerch: Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.
Before the two men can celebrate much, Zombie explodes with a giant flying clothesline on Doc, dropping the rogue to the mat.
Zach Davis: OOH here comes the former internet champion, the big man just going ballistic
Shannan Lerch: BOOM!!
Joel quickly turns, aiming a knock out punch to the head of Zombie. Zombie however blocks it, leans down lifting Hall up, he spins around several times, then drops Hall with a death valley driver. Zombie quickly turns his attention to Doc. Grabbing a hand full hair, he tosses doc to the ropes. On the rebound, Zombie leans down, scooping Doc up, twists his body slamming Doc back to the mat with a power slam.
Zach Davis: Zombie taking over here, what form on that powerslam.
Shannan Lerch: Pretty quick for a man his size, and not just form, but that slam truly had power behind it Zach.
Zombie strolls around the ring admiring his handiwork. A big smile comes across his face. He grabs each man, placing them next to each other head to head. Looking out to the crowd he works the fans a bit with a smirk and a flick of the hand as if waving them off.
Zach Davis: I think Zombie had bad intentions here.
His opponents in position, Zombie steps back into a turnbuckle, stepping onto the first strand rope, bracing himself, he then climbs to the second ropes, slowly steadying himself.
Shannan Lerch: Oh bad intentions indeed Zach, Zombie never goes high, he's making a statement here tonight.
As Zombie braces himself, ready to jump from the second turnbuckle. Joel Hall comes alive, Kipping to his feet, he nails Zombie in the back of the head with a stiff high kick. Climbing up the ropes beside the turnbuckle, Hall wraps his arm around Zombie's neck.
Zach Davis: Joel Hall looks like he has bad intentions here.
Shannan Lerch: What the heck is he doing?
With Zombie secured in a reverse headlock, Hall kicks off the ropes, pulling Zombie out of the turmbuckle with him, the fans give a pop as Hall forces Zombie to crash on top of Doc. Rolling Zombie over, Hall hooks both of Zombies legs!
Hall rolls out of the ring, raising his own hand in victory, a smile of complete satisfaction as he looks at the defeated opponents in the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Hall with a most impressive victory here. The man is just amazing, he's going to be a force to be reckoned in WCF for a long time.
Zach Davis: There are titles in this mans future at this rate. What a hell of a match.
Shannan Lerch: Joel Hall has declared war on the Church of Dark Saints, and that began tonight.
Joel Hall slides out of the ring and heads to the back, as Doc Henry retreats through the crowd.
Zach Davis: I have a feeling the war between Doc Henry and Synn may just be beginning.
“Change” by Deftones hits the speakers and the crowd gets to their feet as Synn and Zombie McMorris quickly turn their attention to the entryway. Spotlights light it up as Gravedigger walks out from the back followed by a muscular Samoan man the same size as Gravedigger. Gravedigger is wearing a red t-shirt and jeans plus a pair of shades over his eyes. The Samoan isn’t wearing a shirt and wears a pair of blue tights with the words Keynan going down one leg in white letters and Isara on the other side. He is wearing a title belt around his waist that reads Penn State Wrestling Federation Heavyweight champion.
The crowd is a mixture of boos and cheers as Gravedigger stands on the ramp smirking for a few seconds. He finally walks down the ramp, Keynan right behind him. Both men walk up the ring steps and step into the ring. Gravedigger walks to the other side and is handed a microphone and ends up being handed a second one after saying something to the ringside attendant. He turns and tosses one to Synn who catches it with a confused look on his face. Gravedigger lifts his own up as he speaks.
Gravedigger: Synn, I came out here tonight on Slam to ask you one thing….what is your problem?!
Gravedigger lowers the mic, waiting for an answer. Synn still has no clue what’s going on. Zombie McMorris says something to Gravedigger that can’t be heard. Gravedigger smirks and lifts the mic again.
Gravedigger: Clear the ring.
Keynan Isara who was just staring intently at Synn and Zombie McMorris moves on command and nails a jarring superkick to the chin of Zombie McMorris, flooring him and the momentum carries him out of the ring. Synn gets an angry look on his face and steps forward to do something about it as Keynan steps back beside Gravedigger. Gravedigger holds a hand out as he speaks once more.
Gravedigger: Chill out, Synn. This is between me and you. I don’t need trash like McMorris in the ring mucking it up.
Synn lifts his mic.
Synn: Well you better get to the point real quick because I’m not going to just sit here and do nothing while you attack my friends.
Gravedigger scoffs and smirks at Synn.
Gravedigger: Friends? You’re friends with Zombie McMorris?
Synn: Yeah, we’re part of Oblivion’s Church.
Gravedigger: So Oblivion is one of your friends now, too?
Gravedigger: Man oh man. I leave for a couple of months and Oblivion starts up some demonic church and you join him? You’re friends with the likes of Oblivion, Zombie McMorris, Andrew Warhawk, Nathan von Leibert, and Famine of the Vile? I have to ask again…what is your problem, Synn?
Synn: What do you mean?
Gravedigger: I mean why in the world are you teaming with trash like the Church? You were wearing earpieces and talking into watches the other week for crying out loud. Someone like you should be out there kicking ass, taking names and winning championships.
Synn: I have been winning championships. I was a tag team champion with Doc Henr---
Gravedigger: Which you lost last week by walking out on him.
Synn: He was holding me back!
Gravedigger: Then you beat the hell out of him and either make him carry his part of the load or you just completely take him out and walk away then. If you’re going to walk out on a tag team partner, do it right. Joining the church a few weeks ago has you not thinking straight. Hell, you could have taken Doc Henry out of WCF completely and just picked up a new tag partner that would carry his part of the team.
Synn: Is that why you’re here, Digger? You came all the way out here to criticize my decision to join the Church and walking out on Doc Henry?
Gravedigger: I’m out here to get your career back on track, Synn. That starts with leaving the Church.
The crowd pops. Synn scowls at Gravedigger.
Synn: What the hell do you have against the church? Is it just the fact that Oblivion is the leader of it or is it that he’s now the leader of the big bad evil faction around here and you aren’t?
Gravedigger laughs as the crowd goes “ooooooh”.
Gravedigger: Are you actually trying to say I’m jealous of Oblivion?
Gravedigger: Oh please, you really are brainwashed. The Church of the Dark Saints is nothing more than some wannabe Dark Side. What the hell has the Church done? Yeah they’ve attacked a lot of people. The Dark Side did that back in the day. They won a lot of tit---oh wait, they didn’t. You’re in a group full of a bunch of people who can’t win gold. You’re the only damn one of them with a title belt around your waist.
Synn points at Gravedigger.
Synn: YOU LEFT WCF! You and Logan left The Darkside of Treachery! We had a great group and the two of you bailed on us. Hell, Oblivion beat you twice in the last few months so who are you to talk trash about Oblivion? Oblivion’s had more title shots than you. You’re damn right I’m saying you’re jealous of Oblivion. The Church of the Dark Saints are going to run all over WCF. We’re taking over. We are doing what you, Logan and Franky couldn’t do with DoT. You guys ruined a good thing with DoT and let Pantheon run all over us.
Gravedigger: Man, he really brainwashed you good didn’t he? Listen to yourself, Synn.
Synn smirks at Gravedigger.
Synn: I am listening to myself, the person that needs to be listening to me is you, Gravedigger. I respect you a lot, but you’re wrong about Oblivion and the Church. You and Oblivion may despise each other and hate each other, but I have no issue with him. Thanks for the advice with how to handle future slacker teammates, but you wasted your time trying to get me out of the Church.
“Darkside” by Gothminister starts playing as Synn drops his mic and climbs out of the ring. Zombie McMorris is getting up from being knocked out of the ring. As Synn and McMorris walk up the ramp toward the back, McMorris turns and mouths off at Gravedigger pointing at him. Gravedigger doesn’t look happy as the show goes to commercial.
Seth Lerch: Come in.
Subarashi opens the door and enters the office.
Seth Lerch: Mr. Subarashi, have a seat.
Subarashi sits down in front of Seth.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: What is it, Mr. Lerch?
Seth Lerch: I've come to talk about your contract, which will expire when Helloween ends.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: What? You're gonna fire me?!
Seth Lerch: Oh, no! I'm going to extend your contract.
Subarashi sighs in relief.
Seth Lerch: However, I'm suspending you for 1 month.
Subarashi froze at what he just said.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: WHAAAATTTT??!!!!
Seth Lerch: Apparently, complaints have been going on about you creating a fight outisde a local bar last night. I can't have one of my superstars that causes trouble around.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: Hey, that thug had it coming!
Seth Lerch: It was a young kid!
Kamen Rider Subarashi: Hey! That hoodie made him look like Wee Man from Jackass!
Seth Lerch: I see that you've adapted into the American culture.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: American citizenship.
Seth rolls his eyes.
Seth Lerch: Anyway, the reports have traced it back to you as the culprit. It was either fire you or suspend you.
Subarashi had thought about it.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: Can I watch Helloween live?
Seth Lerch: Yes, but only in the crowds. Backstage is off limits.
Subarashi quickly stands up like a proud man.
Kamen Rider Subarashi: Then from this day forward, I shall reform by doing more good deeds!!!
Subarashi runs out of the room. Seth shakes his head.
Seth Lerch: What a nutjob.
Zach Davis: This next match is for the United States Title.
Shannan Lerch: It should be interesting. Windsor beat Joel Hall last week for his shot tonight and well we all remember the epic match Orbit had against "Sarah Twilight"
Zach Davis: Boy do we.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Your Nightmares, "The Rising Star" Kale Windsor
Shannan Lerch: Your Nightmares?
Zach Davis: Beats the hell out of me Shannan
"You're Going Down" by Sick Puppies starts as the lights strobe to the beat. Smoke fills the entrance way just before Kale Windsor appears on the stage as the crowd reacts. Windsor stands at the edge of the ramp way bowing his head for a moment before standing in a worship me type of taunting pose as several pyrotechnics go off behind him and he walks down the ramp way towards the ring. Half way down the ramp way, Windsor pauses for a moment before charging the ring and sliding in under the bottom rope. Kale then slithers to the middle of the ring on his stomach before standing to his feet and rushing to one of the post,jumping onto the middle rope as he does a bow and arrow type pose[i.e. Randy Orton] for a moment before hopping down and crossing the ring to the side ropes, where stands with one foot on the bottom rope and the other on the middle rope.
Shannan Lerch: We might be seeing a whole new side of The Rising Star here tonight
Zach Davis: You could be on to something there
Kyle Steel: Now making his way to the ring from Oakland, California is the current United States Champion, "The Mack" Steve Orbit.
"Flashlight" by Parliament Funkadelic 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 fans who mostly cheer him on-- however, he does occasionally offend a girl or two with his sometimes rude, sexual comments. At ringside he begins the process of taking off whatever pimp attire he is wearing that night, whether its a mink coat, designer suit, etc and always hands his gold chains and his hat to Golden Joey. His in-ring attire consists of black spandex shorts with "Pimpin" on the back in pink, and pink boots. He has a body that resembles a model more than a wrestler, he is perfectly chiseled and cut, but he is not huge and muscular like some wrestlers. He continues to flirt with the girls in the crowd as he enters the ring, showing off his body and blowing kisses. The crowd goes bananas when he hits the ring, as OR-BIT chants are heard all over the arena.
The two opponents size each other up as they circle the around. Quickly both Windsor and Orbit lock up, trying to get early control of the match. Orbit pushes Windsor away. Windsor stares at Orbit, both men keeping their distance from the other as they circle the mat again. The two tie up once more, this time Windsor pushes Orbit away. Orbit and Windsor both step up and hook up again. Orbit quickly gets Windsor into a headlock bringing "The Rising Star" down to one knee.
Zach Davis: Looks like "The Mack" has the advantage with a side headlock
Shannan Lerch: It's not looking very pretty for "The Rising Star"
Zach Davis: More like the failing star from the looks of it, Shannan.
Windsor tries to break the hold, moving both men towards the ropes. Windsor is able to lean against the ropes forcing Orbit to release the headlock as Windsor slingshots Orbit across the ring to the other side's ropes. Windsor drops to the mat quickly as Orbit shoots back, jumping over Windsor who gets to his feet as Orbit races back at him once more. Windsor leap frogs his opponent. Both men are back on their feet as Orbit attempts a dropkick but Windsor moves out of the way just in time. Orbit lands hard on the mat. Windsor quickly grabs Orbit bringing him to his feet. Windsor with an Irish Whip into the ropes. Windsor catches Orbit with a boot to the abdomen.
Windsor goes for a powerbomb, Orbit rolls out of it and quickly counters it into an arm drag. Both men are quick to their feet. Windsor charges at Orbit who leap frogs Windsor and attempts a hip toss but Windsor blocks. Orbit knees Windsor in the stomach doubling Windsor over. Hooking a leg over Windsor's neck, Orbit flips back landing back on his feet hitting his second attempt at a hip toss. Quickly Orbit executes a deep arm drag. Stanley Stanley Moser checks Windsor.
Zach Davis: Orbit is working Windsor's arm over good.
Shannan Lerch: I doubt Kale would think that is good.
Zach Davis: That's beside the point Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: Is it now? Really?
Orbit has Windsor down on the mat locked in with his arm drag. Orbit continues to work Windsor's arm over. Windsor kicks up attempting to break the hold that Orbit firmly has on his arm. Orbit leg sweeps Windsor back to the mat. Windsor quickly kicks up once again to his feet countering into a wrist lock, Orbit doesn't let Windsor have the advantage for long and hit Windsor with a drop kick. Windsor and Orbit both are quick to their feet. Orbit hits Windsor again with an arm drag.
Zach Davis: That arm has to be hurting Windsor. It could affect the match
Shannan Lerch: He can't do any worse than he did in the other title matches he's had here.
Zach Davis: Not a big Rising Star fan are you?
Shannan Lerch: Not my type.
Zach Davis: and what type would that be? The Jonny Fly type?
Shannan Lerch: Let's get back to the match
Zach Davis: So that's a yes
Orbit works Windsor's arm and elbow over as Windsor tries to break the hold. Orbit gets Windsor's shoulders down and ref starts to count.
Stanley Moser: One
Windsor gets his shoulder up breaking the count. Orbit quickly shows his strength again pushing Windsor flat against the mat once more.
Stanley Moser: One
Windsor bridges out of the pin and powers his way back to his feet. Orbit attempts to regain control, executing a back body drop on Windsor back to the mat. Windsor recovers but is slow to his feet. Orbit low kicks Windsor in an attempt to get his opponent back on the mat. Windsor blocks the kick grabbing Orbit's foot and spinning him around. Windsor lock his arms around Orbit's waist. Orbit quickly turns around as he tries to get free from Windsor's hold. Windsor hits Orbit with a northern lights suplex.
Windsor quickly covers but Orbit kicks out. Windsor and Orbit both are fast back to their feet. Both wrestlers circle the mat again. Windsor grabs Orbit's arm, pulling him into a hammer lock. Orbit tries to counter out. Windsor tightens his hold on Orbit's arm. Orbit reverses the move and has Windsor in a hammer lock. Windsor breaks free from the hold. Orbit delivers two powerful quick jabs to his opponent followed by a super kick to Windsor's head. Windsor is down. Orbit drops down for the cover.
Stanley Moser: One..
Zach Davis: Orbit may have it right now.
Shannan Lerch: Windsor sees the rope.
Zach Davis: But can he grab it? Orbit wouldn't allow that.
Windsor grabs the rope.
Shannan Lerch: Or maybe he would. Is Orbit's head really in this match?
Zach Davis: I think the new version of Windsor is messing with the The Mack's mind.
Orbit grabs a still dazed Windsor's legs and pulls him away from the ropes before viciously stomping on Windsor's chest and head. Windsor grabs Orbit's leg bringing 'The Mack" down to the mat. The two lay side by side for a moment as they try to collect their breath and strength. Windsor is slow to his feet as is Orbit. The two men begin to exchange blows.
Zach Davis: Tyson verses Lennox?
Shannan Lerch: Come again?
Zach Davis: Boxing? Oh never mind.
Windsor blocks Orbit's jab, countering with an Irish whip to the ropes. Orbit rebounds from the ropes baseball sliding in between Windsor's legs, quickly hops to his feet but is dropped to the mat again with a double leg takedown by Windsor. Orbit thinking fast twists his body tossing Windsor over himself to the mat. Windsor comes up with a swift kick to Orbit's abdomen followed by a quick series of jabs to Orbit's head. Windsor gets a front headlock on "The Mack" positions Orbit's arm around his neck and lifts him up suplex style,dropping him stomach first on to the ropes.
Shannan Lerch: That's a bit of a dirty move by Windsor
Zach Davis: And you're a expert on that subject?
Shannan Lerch: Get your mind out of the gutter Zach
Orbit barely hangs on to the ropes as he doubles over in pain. The ref directs Windsor to back up a bit as he checks on Orbit. Orbit tries to get to his feet. Windsor charges towards Orbit spearing him off the apron on to the floor. Orbit rolls around in pain as Windsor takes the opportunity to catch his own breath. The ref begins to the ten count.
Stanley Moser: One..
Orbit slow to his feet as Windsor circles around inside the ring waiting on his prey.
Stanley Moser: Four....
Orbit is back on the apron attempting to make his way back into the ring, Windsor headbutts Orbit who manages to once again to hold on to the ropes. Windsor quickly gets to the ring post where he catapults himself over the ropes at Orbit hitting him with a clothesline. Both men are out on the floor.
Crowd: Holy Shit
Zach Davis: This is like a brand new version of Windsor. He's gotten a bit bold lately.
Shannan Lerch: He keeps doing shit like that, we might actually see a new United States Champ tonight.
Windsor is first to his feet Ref starts the ten count.
Stanley Moser: One..
Windsor is back in the ring as Orbit struggles to his feet.
Stanley Moser: Four...
Orbit is up and on the ring apron, stopping the count. Windsor goes to pull Orbit back into the ring but Orbit grabs Windsor's head dropping him on the top rope. Windsor fails around on the mat as Orbit quickly slides back into the ring. Hooking Windsor's leg and covering him .
Stanley Moser: One..
Windsor kicks out. Orbit stands up and stomps Windsor's abdomen. Windsor is able to roll away before Orbit can do anymore damage.
Zach Davis: I sure don't envy the pain these two will be in for the next couple days
Shannan Lerch: They are just pounding the pure shit out of each other. Hope they have some pain relievers at home.
Zach Davis: The Mack has his hos
Shannan Lerch: I didn't mean that kind of relievers.
Windsor to his feet as Orbit executes an Irish whip. As Windsor comes back Orbit catches him, hitting Windsor with a belly to belly suplex. Windsor is down, Orbit hits with an elbow drop, causing Windsor to roll away in pain. Windsor slides out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Orbit isn't about to let Windsor take the 'W' and his belt so easily
Stanley Moser: One....
Orbit is impatiently waiting for Windsor to either get back into the ring or to be counted out.
Stanley Moser: Five..
Windsor gets back into the ring, stopping the ten count on him. Orbit quickly tries to take the upper hand again as he attempts to hit Windsor with an enzuigiri. Windsor counters grabbing Orbit's leg and bringing him down to the mat,executing a sharpshooter on Orbit. Orbit frantically tries to make it to the ropes. Windsor tightens his grip on Orbit. Ref checks if Orbit wants to submit, Orbit shakes his head no. Windsor pulls Orbit further from the ropes. Stanley Moser checks Orbit again who still will not submit. Windsor keeps the sharpshooter on Orbit. Orbit finally gets to the ropes. Ref tells Windsor to release his hold. Windsor refuses and the ref begins to the five count to break the hold.
Stanley Moser: One..
Windsor's hold remains
Stanley Moser: Four...
Windsor releases his hold on Orbit. Windsor grabs Orbit, pulling him to his feet. Windsor attempts a headbutt, Orbit low blows Windsor who falls to the mat in pain. Orbit heads to the turnbuckle and on to the top rope. Just as Windsor gets to his feet, Orbit flies off the turnbuckle perfectly executing an "Oakland Splash". Quickly Orbit hooks Windsor's leg and the ref counts..
Zach Davis: Orbit hits with the Oakland Splash
Stanley Moser: One..
Orbit retains his title.
Shannan Lerch: And that's it! Orbit retains his title.
Zach Davis: Windsor gave it a go but just couldn't get it done.
Orbit's music hits as he slowly gets to his feet to get his arm raised. Windsor rolls out of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: What a match!
Orbit grabs a mic, and motions to cut the music.
Steve Orbit: Aight... good match, Windsor. You know what I like? You earned that mother fuckin' title shot. You earned it. You beat Joel Hall and you got your title shot... that's the way it should be. I look around the WCF, and I see... I see mother fuckers who think they deserve somethin' for nothin'. People who think they deserve a shot at the World Title, my United States Title... but that ain't the way it supposed to work.
Orbit raises the United States title belt in the air.
Steve Orbit: I earned this mother fucker. I won it in the Ultimate Showdown match, because I survived long enough to earn it.
Orbit begins pacing around the ring.
Steve Orbit: See, I been thinkin'... I feel like Seth ain't givin' the proper amount of recognition to the United States title. You never hear shit about the United States title... because I get booked in bullshit matches like that Tuxedo sideshow match last week, and all these mixed up tag team clusterfuck matches that ain't got nothin' to do with me OR my championship belt.
All I'm sayin' is, I'm a WCF title holder. I'm a champion. So book me as a fuckin' champion. I want competition--
"Master of Puppets" plays over the PA. Seth Lerch walks down the ramp, mic in hand. The music cuts as he begins to speak.
Seth Lerch: You know, Orbit... you should be thanking me. You've had a nice, easy reign as United States champion, thanks to me. I've booked you in plenty of great matches-- you're gonna tell me that you didn't ENJOY the Tuxedo match last week?
The crowd is a mixture of laughter and boos.
Seth Lerch: Anyway, look... see, having you as the United States champ, having you on the front page of the website... we've seen a boost in our, uh, "urban" audience, and that's a good thing for everyone, right?
Steve Orbit: I know you ain't bein' serious.
Seth Lerch: Well, look, that's neither here nor there. You want more competition, you say? What do you propose I do, put a sign-up sheet outside my office? [laughs] "United States Title shot sign-up sheet"?
Steve Orbit: You heard anything I said, Seth? Every other championship in the WCF, you have people earnin' their shot on the regular. All I'm sayin' is, put the United States title back on the map. I want more contendership matches, like Joel Hall versus Kale Windsor last week. More contenderships, more contenders-- more title defenses for me to prove to you, and to the rest of the fed that I deserve this belt I'm holdin' in my hands.
Seth Lerch: Hmmm... well, Orbit, if you're dying to lose your belt that bad, I suppose I won't stand in your way. You want more contendership matches, you got it.
Steve Orbit: So let's start this shit right away. Next week at Slam, United States title contendership match.
Seth Lerch: [laughs] Demanding, aren't we? You wanna pick your opponents, too?
Steve Orbit: Nah, nah... but I do have one person in mind. Someone who's been weavin' in and out of sanity... [laughs] I know, I need to be a lot more specific, because that's 90 percent of the fuckin' locker room. I'm talkin' about the guy who "took a bullet" for me at War. The guy who's been sayin' my name a lot... I'm talkin' about Jay Price.
The crowd pops.
Steve Orbit: Jay, if you wanna fight... name the time and the mother fuckin' place, and I'm there. BUT... if you want a United States title match with the Mack? You gotta earn that shit, homie. Seth, it's your decision. Talk to Jay Price. If he want a shot at my title, put him in a contendership match next week. If he don't want it, fuck him, book someone else. But get used to this, Seth, and remember what I said... I want more contenders. I want my title to return to it's proper status as the second in line to the World title. Make it happen.
Seth Lerch: [laughs] JAY PRICE!? Of all the goddamn people you think I'd even consider giving a US Title shot to... JAY PRICE!? You've gotta be kidding me. But you know what? I like your style, and next week, I WILL have a Contendership match to see who is going to face you at Helloween for the US Title. You love that belt so much, you'll do double duty on the show! And you know what? I think you're making a big mistake, Orbit, but what the hell. It's your funeral.... or your wedding.
Seth turns and walks up the ramp towards the back. "Flashlight" by Parliament Funkadelic plays over the PA as the crowd cheers on Orbit, holding the US title over his head. Orbit raises his eyebrow, not too sure what Seth meant by that last part.
"From Out of Nowhere" by Faith No More rings out over the PA system... and out come the Polar Phantasm and Nightmare, the Unstable Elements. At the entrance, they take each other's hands - on the opposite hands they hold up their wedding bands and take a quick bow for the fans. On their way to the ring they slap a few fans' hands... upon reaching ringside, they slide into the ring and begin quietly whispering to each other as they size up their opponents. Per orders of the referee, Nightmare removes all of her (obvious) weaponry, tossing it out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Here are the challengers, one of the only husband and wife tag teams I can remember!
Shannan Lerch: Ever since Phantasm got here, he's wanted to win the Tag Team Titles with Nightmare. This could be his chance.
"Faith" by Limp Bizkit hits and out come Tek and Steeltoe Joe! The Tag Team Champions run to the ring and slide in, taking the fight right to Nightmare and the Phantasm!
Zach Davis: Here we go!
Tek throws Nightmare to the ropes, then runs at her and Clotheslines her out, sending both competitors spilling to the floor. Steeltoe Joe fires with several rights and lefts at Phantasm before throwing him to the ropes and then catching him in a huge Powerslam into pin!
No, Phantasm gets out of it. Steeltoe Joe stays on the attack, picking Phantasm up and taking him back down with a Scoop Slam. He then backs up and lets Phantasm get up under his own power... Steeltoe Joe hits him with a huge Belly to Belly Suplex!
Shannan Lerch: Steeltoe Joe is dominating the Polar Phantasm!
Joe stomps away at Phantasm before lifting him up again. He goes for a Vertical Suplex but Phantasm shifts his weight and lands behind Joe, and as Joe turns around, Phantasm smashes him with an overhand punch. This sends Joe reeling and Phantasm runs at him, taking him down with a Clothesline. Joe hits the mat and gets back up quickly, only for Phantasm to Snapmare him back down. Phantasm then runs to the ropes, Springboards, and Dropkicks Joe right in the face!
Zach Davis: Oof!
Phantasm pins Joe!
No!, the big man kicks out. Phantasm picks Joe up and puts him in a headlock before tagging in Nightmare.
Shannan Lerch: Nightmare against Steeltoe Joe... uh, this is a bizarre matchup.
Nightmare jumps over the ropes to hit an Axe Handle Smash onto Joe as Phantasm releases the headlock and climbs back onto the apron. Nightmare then hits a Side Russian Legsweep, taking Joe down. She follows up by climbing to the top.
Zach Davis: Nightmare going high risk, will it pay off?
As Nightmare reaches the top, Joe is up! He grabs her and throws her off the turnbuckle, sending her crashing to the mat. She stumbles up and is met with a stiff gut kick from Joe before he Scoop Slams her down and tags in Tek.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes Tek, fresh man into the match!
Zach Davis: Him and that damn mask of his...
Tek stomps methodically at Nightmare, taking his time. He lifts her up and measures her before hitting his Swinging Reverse STO!
Shannan Lerch: TURTLES! Tek loves Turtles!
Tek pins Nightmare afterwards, hooking the leg.
No! Phantasm breaks it up.
The ref yells at Phantasm to get out of the ring as Tek gets back to his feet and waits for Nightmare to stumble up. He throws a wild Clothesline at her, which she ducks. She goes to lift him up into a Vertical Suplex but he shifts his weight, lands behind her, she spins around and gets hit with a Diamond Cutter!
Zach Davis: DANCEFLOOR SHREDDER!
Tek falls on top of Nightmare, pinning her once more!
NO! Nightmare gets her shoulder up!
Shannan Lerch: Wow! I almost thought that was it.
Zach Davis: So did Tek.
Indeed, Tek gets up and begins arguing with the ref. This gives Nightmare the chance to roll him up from behind!
NO! Tek escapes.
Shannan Lerch: We almost had new Tag Team Champions!
Both Tek and Nightmare are to their feet. Nightmare gets a kick to her gut and then is dropped with an Implant DDT!
Zach Davis: Thus far, the Tag Team Champions have been dominant in this contest.
Tek knows that he isn't going to defeat Nightmare with just any move. He kicks her several times and then climbs to the top.
Shannan Lerch: He's going for the Anti-Mask!
But once Tek is up, Polar Phantasm grabs his leg and causes him to crotch himself on the turnbuckle! Nightmare quickly summons all her energy and climbs up with him, hitting a Hurricanrana!
Zach Davis: Beautifully executed!
Tek hits the mat, stumbles up and slumps into the corner. Nightmare hits her Cartwheel Handspring Elbow to the corner! Tek stumbles out of it now and Nightmare follows up with an Axe Kick to the back of his head!
Shannan Lerch: THIS COULD BE IT!
Tek goes down and Nightmare quickly pins him!
No! Steeltoe Joe breaks it up! He quickly picks Nightmare up and hits her with a few forearms to her head before Tek stands as well...
Zach Davis: ELIMINATOR!
Tek pins Nightmare, hooking the leg!
No!, Phantasm Springboards into the ring and breaks that up! Joe attempts to decapitate Phantasm with a Big Boot but Phantasm ducks it and dumps Joe to the outside. Phantasm and Nightmare grab Tek...
Shannan Lerch: Oh shit!
Zach Davis: ABSOLUTE ZERO!
This results in Nightmare pinning Tek.
Shannan Lerch: THAT'S IT! NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!
Tek rolls out of the ring as Nightmare is helped to her feet by Phantasm. The referee hands them their Tag Team Titles, which they hold in the air, both smiling.
Zach Davis: The Unstable Elements have finally accomplished what they came to WCF to do.
Suddenly, Jeff Purse is in the ring, World Title over his shoulder. He nods to Phantasm and Nightmare before grabbing their arms and lifting them in the air to a HUGE ovation from the crowd.
Shannan Lerch: What a moment!
Zach Davis: Despite the loss of Jonny Fly and the disappearance of Johnny Reb, right now, Shannan... Pantheon is standing tall.
The World Champion and Tag Team Champions begin to exit the ring, and we go to commercial.
A screams pierces the air over the PA system, signaling the entrance of only one person.
Zach Davis: It seems the "Devil's Right Hand" has something to say to the crowd this day.
Shannan Lerch: I hope Polar Phantasm makes him swallow the mic before he gets a chance to speak.
Indeed Nathan von Liebert steps out onto the ramp, absorbing the boos that the WCF universe rains down on him. He doesn't walk down the ramp, though, instead deciding to stay on the ramp. After scanning the crowd, smirk on his face, he holds the mic up to his lips. He didn't even shush the crowd first; he knew, no matter how much they despise him, they will quiet themselves to hear what he has to say.
NvL: I stand here, surrounded by you people, and one emotion just overwhelms everything else. Disgust.
The boos begins again.
NvL: I finished third in War, a mere rookie who has a year of wrestling total under his belt. I fought harder last week than anyone, even the man who had to cheat to beat me. And this week, I'm fighting FPV for his title. I am one of the biggest men in this company, and yet I get booed whenever I step out here. Yet Polar Phantasm gets your support.
A pop for Phantam's name goes about the arena. Disgust crosses Nathan's face, but he continues to speak.
NvL: That pot-head, Pantheon bitch gets your cheers when he can't even face me in a fight? I know you saw his promo this past week. He flew all the way to Oregon and had me cornered at Church. All the man had to do was step into those doors, into my territory, and tested his might against Pestilence.
But he didn't do it.
In fact, he's willing to leave this alone, and let us go our separate ways and forget the past. My initials are branded on his girlfriend's ass and he's more interested in Prophecy. You saw first hand his cowardice. Nightmare, my victim, the woman who I kidnapped, wanted to get at me. And all Polar wanted to do was talk strategy with Warhawk about Tek and Steeltoe Joe.
Nathan pauses, slowly pacing the stage.
NvL: It seems I have to do everything, even get you to fight me. Phantasm, I offer you a chance to seek retribution against me. An offer, not a challenge; the underdog issues challenges. You don't deserve to fight me.
Pussies never deserve to fight me.
But, for the sake of the disgusting filth paying for your big mansion and your private jet, accept my offer. Avenge your girlfriend where she failed. She is more a man than you are, Phantasm, if case you hadn't realized it. She faced me head-on at Shoot to Thrill, and I crushed her under my foot. And then I left my permanent mark on her life.
And if you fail to beat me, if you even accept the challenge, I'm leaving the same mark on you.
The crowd goes completely quiet, and NvL's smirk returns.
NvL: Because this isn't some normal match anymore, Phantasm. I don't want to just beat you. I want to demoralize you. I want to break you. And most importantly, I want to leave my plague upon you. That is why, if you accept my challenge, you will still have to enter my realm.
You and I are going to fight in a Branded Deathmatch.
The rules are simple, even for an pussy like you, Phantasm, to understand. No pins, no submissions, No DQ. You can hurt me, break me, kill me, and our match will continue. The only way either one of us can win is when we brand the other. Me, with NvL, you with Polar. Not only do you get the chance to avenge Nightmare, you also get to return the favor.
But I doubt you will.
Pussies never do.
Nathan chuckles, turning towards the backstage area.
NvL: No need to answer immediately, Phantasm, because now you are cornered. I'm at check now, and I have to options to make it mate. Either you face me or you stay my bitch.
Either way, I'm still a winner.
With that, Nathan exits, leaving the fans to their own personal thoughts.
Zach Davis: Hopefully this match will be a little less disturbing than last week's Logan match.
The lights in the arena shut down and remain disabled blacking out everyone’s vision. Elena Siegman’s “The One” eerie piano introduction creeps out onto the speakers. A spotlight centers onto the stage highlighting Sarah Twilight who has just emerged. He stands there long enough to joyfully inhale the hatred filling the arena air. Pyros launch themselves down the stage line and explode white sparks above. Sarah begins walking down the ramp and through the thick echoes of booing. He enters the ring in an almost cocky proud fashion, centering himself in the middle while pyros shoot from all four posts and light his self-absorbed poses.
Shannan Lerch: To see a WCF legend like Logan reduced to this... sigh. It's terrible.
The opening trumpet riff of "White Trash Renegade blares over the PA systems as red and orange strobe lights flash. Suddenly the strobes stop, and Waylon Cash comes running out onto the entrance ramp. He runs back and forth, illiciting cheers from the crowd on either side before dancing his way towards the ring, Roxxanne Savage following behind him. Sliding under the bottom rope, Waylon helps his manager in, before running and jumping onto the second turnbuckle. He raises his fist hig in the air, soaking up the cheering of the fans.
Zach Davis: And here is the new Television Champion! The TV Title has become one of the most prestigious belts in the WCF, no doubt about it.
"Twilight" walks up to Waylon, talking trash, asking Waylon what he thinks he's doing, teaming up with Steve Orbit. Waylon doesn't want to hear it and decks "Twilight" in the face, sending him reeling. Cash runs at "Twilight," Clotheslining him down. He gets right back up and Waylon hits him with a Dropkick. "Twilight" gets back up once more, only to be met with a Snap DDT from Waylon!
Shannan Lerch: Hopefully that'll knock some sense into Logan!
Waylon quickly pins the gender confused former Champion.
No!, "Twilight" gets the shoulder up.
Zach Davis: No matter what he's calling himself... he's a tough competitor. Without a doubt.
Cash begins picking "Twilight" up, but he low blows him! Cash stumbles away at "Twilight" gets to his feet, smashing Cash with his forearm as he turns around. "Twilight" then goes for a kick, but Cash catches it. "Twilight" turns it into an Enziguri Kick! Cash's eyes glaze over as he hits the mat. "Twilight" quickly lifts him back up and executes a Sitdown Tiger Bomb into pin!
Shannan Lerch: What a move!
No, Cash gets the shoulder up.
Zach Davis: The new TV Champ isn't gonna lose the belt THAT easily.
Shannan Lerch: Waylon Cash has beaten the best WCF has to offer, and he's a legend in the making. A victory against Logan tonight will only cement that fact.
"Twilight" begins locking in the Figure Four Arm Lock!
Zach Davis: Spellbound!
But Waylon has it well scouted, and fights back long enough to roll out of the ring. "Twilight" quickly dives through the ropes and hits Waylon with a Suicide Dive!
Shannan Lerch: OOF!
Zach Davis: "Sarah Twilight" is on fire tonight! He really doesn't like Waylon Cash messing with Steve Orbit, I don't think...
Indeed, "Twilight" stands up and starts kicking at Cash, yelling at him to stay away from Orbit. "Twilight" picks Cash up and rolls him into the ring. He then picks Cash up and throws him to the ropes..
Shannan Lerch: He's going for the Twilight Zone!
But Cash has that well scouted too and ends up slipping behind Logan, spinning him around and hitting a Gutwrench Suplex! Cash quickly climbs to the top rope.
Zach Davis: Waylon Cash, going high risk!
Cash dives off with his Swan Dive Headbutt!, but Logan rolls away! Cash hits the mat and "Twilight" drops him with an Evenflow DDT as he's stumbled up!
Shannan Lerch: Perfectly executed DDT!
"Twilight" drops onto Cash, pinning him once more.
No! Cash gets his arm up again!
Zach Davis: We already knew it, but Waylon Cash won't quit!
"Twilight" begins lifting Waylon Cash up, but Cash has had enough. He hits "Twilight" with a flurry of stiff shots to the face. "Twilight" fires off one quick strike but Cash ducks it, kicks him in the gut and hits his Butterfly Brainbuster.
Shannan Lerch: KILLSHOT!
Cash falls ontop of "Twilight," hooking his leg.
Zach Davis: Waylon Cash retains his TV Title!
Waylon begins to get up, but "Sarah Twilight" quickly low blows him. His legs buckle and he falls to the ground, holding his groin.
Shannan Lerch: Oh, Logan...
"Twilight" quickly slides out of the ring and slides back in, with a can of spraypaint. She stomps on Waylon Cash's genitals before turning him over on his back.
Zach Davis: What is going on here?
"Sarah Twilight" spraypaints "S.T. <3 S.O." on Waylon Cash's back.
Shannan Lerch: Aww! Isn't that.. cute...
Zach Davis: I'm speechless.
The pink spraypaint drips down the Television Champion's back as "Twilight" slides out of the ring and leaves the arena.
Shannan Lerch: Sarah Twilight loves Steve Orbit!
Seth is seen walking through out the WCF locker rooms. Passing door after door walking with such a swag that it could be sighted from almost miles away. He is passing several different stage managers and crews, looking down upon them with intimidation. Stage crew to medical staff, is being passed by the man who seems to be on top of the world at this very moment. After a few more seconds of gloating, Seth is interrupted by none other than Hank Brown himself. Hank jumps in front of Seth from out behind a wall on the south end of the hall way. After getting his attention, Hank proceeds and asks Seth multiple questions.
Hank Brown: So Seth, you seem to be in a very happy mood this evening for Slam. Any scoop that you could tell me to announce to the WCF community and universe?
Seth just turns and looks at Hank with a huge ear to ear smirk on his face. The smile is almost evil in form on the face of Mr. Lerch. After thinking for a few moments Seth smirks again and proceeds to answer Hank's question.
Seth Lerch: Any scoop? Sorry Hank, but there seems to be nothing wrong here on Slam, everything is going rather smoothly. So if you would excuse me I would like to continue to my office and run Slam.
Seth starts to walk away from Hank, but is intercepted from Hank and is continued to be asked questions by the WCF reporter.
Hank Brown: Seth, I just want to ask a few questions. Could you find some time in your busy schedule to answer them?
Seth turns towards Hank and smirks once more before answering rather quickly.
Seth Lerch: Hank, I would take time out of my schedule if I was being interviewed by a true reporter, but unfortunately I don't have one in front of me right now. Now, Slam is going just fine, and I have nothing to say to you. Now unless anything happens out of the ordinary then just leave me alone or I will have your ass fired and replaced with a true reporter. Now may I enter my office please.
Seth takes a couple of steps towards the door in front of him and opens the door by turning the handle. Seth turns towards the opening of his office with his smirk turned into a daze. Everything in his office is spray painted red and green letter that don't match up. Seth walks into the room to find everything that was originally on his desk is scattered on the floor. As he continues to walk towards the desk there is two words spray painted on his desk with red and green spray paint.
“Knock, Knock” is the words spray painted on his desk. Seth looks at the desk once again in disbelief and speaks to himself in shock.
Seth Lerch: Knock, Knock?
After speaking those two words written on his oak desk is spoken, Hank walks into the room to see the damages and turns towards Seth.
Hank Brown: Would you like to have an interview now?
Seth just ignores Hank and is focused on the damages to his office.
Zach Davis: Next up ladies and gentlemen, the Peoples championship title is on the line. Nathan Von Liebert won the bounty set by Seth at War to earn a shot for the internet title at WAR. He lost that title match to the current champ Johnny Styles, but was very impressive. So impressive he was given one more chance at championship gold here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: All i'm gonna say Zach, is who the hell thinks NATHAN VON LIEBERT made a good candidate as a potenial PEOPLES champion?? The man HATES people? what?
Zach Davis: That may be true Shannan. But the man is a fierce competitor, and tonight is his chance to finally put gold back around his waist.
Kyle Steel: ladies and gentleman, the next match is for the WCF Peoples championship title. First, the challenger. He weighed in tonight at 232 pounds. He comes from the Nightmare world, the devils right hand man. NATHAN VON LIEBERT!!
The camera pans to the titantron, where an oak door comes into view. A thump is heard, and the door shakes on its hinges. Several more thumps occur, until the blade of an ax busts through the door. Smoke begins to form on the stage, as a dark figure steps out. Suddenly a woman voice yells out from the speaker.
"No, go away!
Leave me alone!"
Smoke billows down the aisle as the man walks down it to the ring, his identity shrouded in the smog. Meanwhile, on the titantron, the ax makes a large hole in the wood, and a hand reaches in for the door knob, the fingernails painted black. Again the frightened voice rings out as the mystery man slides into the ring.
"Don't you come in here!
I don't want you here.!"
The mystery man watches the titantron now, as the door opens, and the same man standing in the ring, steps into the house. A lightning bolt cracks behind him, equal in volume to the string of fireworks that fire up on the ramp. The man on the titantron rubs his thumb on the door, leaving a bloody smear on the polished oak. He lifts the ax with both hands, as the voice pleads.
"No, No, No, NO!!
The scream is cut off as the man swings the ax. Blood appears to splatter across the tron, and then the name "Nathan von Liebert" is written with a finger painted black. Nathan, who is in the ring, falls on his knees, never taking his eyes off the 'tron until it goes black.
Shannan Lerch: That man creeps me out
Zach Davis: He calls himself the devils right hand man. and boy does he live up to that title.
Shannan Lerch: But he's gotta face the boudlekiller, and here comes the current peoples champion right now.
Kyle Steel: His opponent tonight is none other that the Peoples champion, weighing in at 202 pounds, hailing from Atlanta, Georgia, here is YOUR champion, Frank Patrick Venable!!!
The lights turn to a blood red as the crowd stands up on their feet, as "Professional Griefers" hits the P.A and FPV, signature duster and Genesis T-Shirt, comes out the curtains. He plays to excited crowd like the circus ringmaster, fistbumping furiously along with the crowd and the music, and each fistbump triggers an explosion of black pyro from the stage.
FPV takes the walk down the ramp, slapping fans hands before climbing the steps and on top of the turnbuckles, where he fistbumps one more time, sending one more explosion of pyro throughout the arena. He climbs into the ring and sits in a lotuc position in the corner, waiting for the match to start.
Zach Davis: Nathan has been in the title hunt for several championships since his return. No doubt he's looking to end that hunt here, going from perennial championship contender, to champion.
Shannan Lerch: He's gonna have to really make it all count. FPV is a former tag team and world champion. Though he didn't hold that world title long, he's been to the top once before, and surely wants to get back there again. a lot on the line for both men here.
As the two men leave their corners they begin circling each other, like hunters stalking their prey. Both working the crowd, NVL taunting them as FPV raises his hands eliciting an even louder cheer of excitement. Nathan smirks, not the least bit impressed. The two men finally step center ring hooking up in a collar and elbow, jockeying hard for the upper hand. FPV get's the quick edge, planting hard one foot to the mat, he places the other right behind Nathan's leg, tripping the monster to the mat. Nathan quickly scrambles to his feet, the look on his face not hiding his contempt towards FPV. The contempt slowly turns to a smirk, NVL nods, as if telling FPV "game on".
The two men once again circle each other, feeling each other out as they look for any chance to get the quick upper hand. The fans await eagerly the impending explosion, they can feel the tension between the two. Nathan smiles at Frank, who smirks back. Slowly they approach one another, then another collar and elbow tie up as the two try to out muscle each other. Liebert get's the upper hand quickly with a small quick headbutt, then grabbing Franks, arm, Nathan steps back, then pulls Frank towards him, slamming his shoulder into Franks, then twisting it in am arm wringer.
Frank hits another shoulder butt to Franks arm, working it over before slowly twisting it over his head, cranking the shoulder blade and elbow joint, Then yanks Frank again slamming shoulder first into the arm. Deciding to play a little bit of the mind games himself, Nathan begins slapping the back of Frank's head. Going for another over head arm twist, Frank retaliates against Nathan's head slaps with a stiff short arm clothesline, the fans cheer their approval.
Zach Davis: Evenly matched here thus far. Both men are on the smallish side for brawlers. but have proven time and again to be the very best, exhibiting amazing stamina and toughness. In a match that can go either way, i feel it will be won by whomever is able to capitalize on his opponents mistakes first.
Shannan Lerch: Or the one who can beat the snot out of the other better.
Nathan quickly slides to the ropes, using them to crawl into the nearest corner. The ref orders Frank away from Nathan, the fans cheer their champion. Nathan slowly pulls himself up, rethinking his strategy. He jeers at several fans ringside heckling him on Franks behalf. Then turns his focus back on Frank. The two men then again walk around the ring, sizing each other up before stepping up to one another for a third collar and elbow tie up. Nathan wastes no time sizing the advantage with a hard knee to Frank's stomach, doubling the peoples champion over. Nathan smiles at the ringside fans, arrogantly hocking a bog wad of spit in their direction before driving their champ to the ropes with two devastating knife edge chops, the second one coming dangerously close to Frank's throat.
The ref warns him, but gets pushed out of the way for his troubles. As the ref warns Nathan about putting his hands on a referee, Nathan just sneers at him. Hitting Frank with a third knife edge before grabbing a wrist to whip him to the ropes. Thinking quickly, Frank quickly spins around, using the momentum to reverse the whip throwing Nathan to the ropes instead. Frank quickly braces for the rebound, nailing Nathan with a swinging elbow smash. Nathan tries to absorb the blow, stumbling back several steps, Franks spins around, hitting another elbow smash to Nathans chest, then hits an open hand chop. Nathan won't go down. Frank cocks his head, then sprints to the opposite ropes, clubbing his opponent with a running clothesline, this finally does the job as Nathan falls to the mat. Frank looks out to the crowd for support, and they give it to him loudly cheering him on.
Before Frank can take advantage, Nathan has rolled over to a corner pulling himself up. He stares at Frank before the two begin to circle each other again. Reaching out, Nathan slaps Frank flush across the cheek, Frank reels back, smiling, then returns the favor with a slap to the face of Nathan. Nathan steps back, more stunned than hurt, he smiles but his face shows the anger building up inside as he cocks his head towards Frank. Nathan composes himself, the anger slowly giving way back to his arrogant sinister smirk. Nathan reaches out slapping Frank again, mocking him, Nathan begins to talk trash but the cheers for Frank drown out what is said, Frank begins to advance on Nathan, who strikes out with another slap to the face, as he keeps trash talking the champion. Frank is near the boiling point, the widening smile on Nathan's face shows that he knows it, Frank steps in to strike back at Nathan, but is met with a stiff kick to the gut, then three hard rights to the head by his opponent.
Shannan Lerch: Nathan starting to get a little rough, tough and dirty here. Stepping it up with the brawling game. That plays right up to Frank as well though, so has to be careful with this gameplan.
Nathan steps in for a scoop slam, Frank shifts his body causing the momentum to set Nathan off balance. Nathan places Frank back in the mat, then tries for a second scoop pick up, Frank throws his body forward sliding over Nathans shoulders, landing on his feet behind the challenger, Frank quickly wraps his hands around Nathan's waist, snapping his hips tossing Nathan back with a belly to back suplex. Nathan crashes hard grunting as the wind get's knocked out of him. Frank quickly hops up, circling his fallen opponent, he looks out to the crowd smiling at them as they chant his name. Nathan is able to recover quickly. Sliding away from the champ towards the ropes. He looks at Frank, the expression on his face shows he isn't liking where the tide is slowly turning, shaking his head he screams for the fans to shut up, then turns his focus back on Frank. The two circle the ring, building up the suspense and tension that is just eating up the crowd. Nathan swoops up with a collar and elbow, taking Frank a bit by surprise. Nathan then twist his hips, cocking his arm under Frank's armpit tossing him over to the mat.
Frank quickly hops up, stepping into another tie up, he copies Nathan, slamming his opponent the mat in similar fashion with a hip toss. Nathan Slaps the mat in anger, sneering he screams out like a beast, then charges Frank. The two tie up again. Nathan ducks under Franks arm, quickly scooping the champion up then slamming him back down to the mat. He follows up with a stiff elbow to the chest, followed by a second elbow. Nathan screams out against the fans who boo him as loudly as they cheer Frank. Nathan seems to rather enjoy it though.
Picking Frank up by the hair, Nathan is taken by surprise when Frank mimicks Nathan's attack, ducking under his arm. scooping him up for a body slam, followed by two stiff elbows to the chest. The fans roar in approval as Nathan scrambles to the ring corner. Total complete pissed off anger contorts Nathan's face into an almost inhuman evil visage. Nathan shoots out of the corner, Frank ducks down, catching Nathan in the midsection, then lifting up tossing his opponent over his back down to the mat.
Zach Davis: Going tit for tat here as Frank seems to be playing mindgames with NVL going move for move with the Church of dark saints member.
Shannan Lerch: Playing mind games could definitely play to Franks advantage. Nathan isn't know all too well for being smart, just rugged, tough, and really ugly.
Nathan scrambles to his feet, he quickly ducks a FPV clothesline, spinning around hitting Frank in the back of the head with a spin punch. Franks grabs his head, the punch brings him to one knee, Nathan continues pounding on the champ with hard rights and left, the punches are rocking Frank, the fans begin to get worried as Nathan pins Frank in a corner. Nathan hits several hard headbutts, the pounding is beginning to take a visible toll on the peoples champion. Nathan grins at the crowd, chanting FPV's name trying to give him the strength for a comeback. He grabs Frank's hand whipping him to the opposite corner. Frank is able to reverse the whip, throwing Nathan back first into the turnbuckles. Still reeling from the hard shots from Nathan, he shakes his head, then starts a dead run towards the corner, the fans cheer on madly, the cheers quickly die down when Nathan steps out of the corner. Frank smashes hard chest first, knocking the wind completely out of him. Nathan naturally has an evil twisted smile on his face. He reaches back, bringing a hard clubbing forearm to the back of the champ. Then another, and another and another. The fans are starting to get worried.
Nathan pulls Frank out of the corner. standing behind the champion, Nathan places one of Franks arms over his neck, picking him up, then dropping him back to the mat. Frank bounces off the mat from the force of the impact. Nathan wraps up the champ for a pin.
Zach Davis: A close two count there, it's going to take more than that to put the champ away.
Shannan Lerch: Getting the first pin attempt does work in ones favor. It get's into your opponents head, and if you can control the pace of the match, can lead to even more attempts.
The fans cheer madly. Nathan sneers at the ref, who shrugs almost looking terrified of Nathan. The monster gets back to his feet. Laying several kicks to the head of the champ trying to softening him up even more. The fans are cheering on Frank and booing Nathan, the noise level is incredible. Nathan hits a stiff running kick to the midsection of Frank.
Nathan smirks, having the champion right where he wants him. The challenger hits several explosive right hands, each one rocking the champion backwards. Nathan's smirk begins to fade, the fans are cheering their asses off.
Frank begins to slowly make his way to his feet, the look in his eyes are like burning wildfires. Nathan throws another haymaker, it rocks the champ, but almost seems to have no effect this time. Nathans kicks the champ in the midsection, and connections with another haymaker. A look of concern comes over his face as Frank slowly fights his way back to his feet. Nathan looks at the crowd, everyone is standing, he feels the tide begin to turn against him. Nathans spins 360 degrees. Nailing Frank with a perfect discus punch, fear then creeps into the challengers eyes. The fans are going apeshit, as Frank stands there, eyes as wide as they can be, he didn't even FEEL the hit, it's like FPV has become superhuman or something. Nathan doesn't like this at all. He spins again, a second discuss punch. It rocks the champ, who slowly turns his head back to the challenger. The fans are about to shit themselves, Frank is SMILING at Nathan.
Nathan begins to back up, he's not liking the situation at all. Shaking his head as Frank slowly closes in on him. Desperately, Nathan goes for an elbow strike. Frank ducks under the blow. wrapping his arms around his opponents waist, he lifts him up, tossing Nathan over then hard back to the mat. the noise level is deafening. Franks takes several steps back, he's got something really bad planned for his challenger. Nathan is stunned. The force of that belly to belly had some seriouse power behind it, Nathan can't how hard Frank just took him down. Catching his breath, he begins to pull himself off the mat using the ropes. Hoping to catch the champ by surprise. Nathan quickly spins around, charging Frank, Frank jumps high as Nathan misses a spear.
Shannan Lerch: Oh that was close, he almost nailed that spear, this match could have been over.
Nathan slides into the opposite corner, he spins around, but is met with a big belly to belly suplex by the champ. The cheer of the fans are off the chart. Nathan scrambles to his feet, ducking a FPV clothesline. He runs to the ropes rebounding with a shoulder block. the champ goes down, but hops right back up. Nathan hits another shoulder block off the ropes. Frank takes a little bit longer to get up, Frank hits the ropes again, crashing into the champ with a cross body. He hooks the leg.
Zach Davis: Nathan misses with the spear, but lands a cross body and here is the pin.
Shannan Lerch: Almost had it there, so close but denied.
Zach Davis: the challenger in control here, an impressive showing, he could very well walk out the Peoples champion.
Shannan Lerch: Again. WHO'S bright idea was this again??
The fans cheer again as Frank kicks out. Nathan grabs a hand full of the champs hair. picking him up, he scoops Frank up, runs around the ring and hits a humongous Oklahoma stampede power slam.
Shannan Lerch: Another near fall, the match starting to take it's toll on the champ and challenger. It's a battle of stamina and will now.
Another kick out. Nathan argues with the ref. grabbing the official by the collar he roars in the poor mans face that the count was a three. The ref holds up two fingers, trying to assure the nasty beast it was merely a two, praying to his god that Nathan doesn't destroy him.
Nathan tosses the ref aside. Not satisfied with the results he grabs Frank pulling him up by the hair again. Frank surprise the challenger, throwing his hands up forcing NVL to release him. he wraps his arms around NVL's waist, spinning to the side using the momentum to toss NVL across the ring in a huge belly to belly side suplex. The fans start cheering again as Nathan scrambles to his feet charging Frank. The champ stands firm, catching Nathan as he hooks an arm under the challenger connecting with a beautiful hip toss. Nathan slithers outside the ropes onto the ring apron.
Frank comes over, grabbing Nathan by the head, intending to toss his challenger back into the ring, Nathan reverses the move as he grabs a handfull of Frank's hair, jumping off the ring apron bringing Frank's neck against the top ring ropes. Franks head snaps back as he clutches at his throat. The fans cheers aren't as loud, the tide has turned and their champ could be seriously injured here. Nathan slides back into the ring, stalking behind the champ waiting, when Frank turns to face him, Nathan drops him with a big clothesline across Frank's neck. The crowd gasps, Nathan is in complete control again.
Zach Davis: Nathan Von Liebert working over the throat area of the champ. Damage to the trachea could be devastating here for the peoples champ.
Shannan Lerch: One can't breath, one can't get oxygen to the brain.
Zach Davis: And farther reaching repercussions beyond that. Remember what happened when Randy Savage nearly ended Rick Steamboats career with a throat injury??
Nathan looks out into the crowd, he smirks throwing out a few insults before he signals to them that the end is near. He begin stalking the champ again, the smirk on his face tells that he's about ready to end the match. Frank slowly get's to his feet, struggling as he gasps for air. Nathan moves stealthily around the ring, at all times staying right behind the unsuspecting champ. The fans begin to scream and shout, trying to warn their champion of the impending doom. The fans cheers suddenly grow louder when someone jumps into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: WHAT THE HELL! Are you seeing this Zach?
Zach Davis: A fan just jumped into the ring, I've never quite seen anything like this before. A young FPV fan just ran into the ring to save the Peoples champion.
Shannan Lerch: Come on, okay so he's the peoples champion, but since when do fans start getting personally involved in matches? this is crazy where the hell is security??
Out of the crowd, a fan has jumped the guard rail. She stumbles through the ropes climbing onto Nathan's back, scratching clawing and kicking at the horrible beast that would her hero harm.
Zach Davis: People's Title, indeed!
Nathan is completely off guard, hearing the hellcat yell curses in his hear it takes him a few seconds to realize what is happening, the ref yells for security to help get the young lady off NVL and escort her out of the building.
Shannan Lerch: Wow...
As Nathan realizes a fan is on his back, he reaches behind him, tossing the young girl hard to the mat. She screams in pain, then is motionless in utter fear of the monster standing above her. The crowd erupts, Nathan looks up from the scared little girl just in time to see FPV snap off a Superkick.
Zach Davis: This has to be it!-
Acting out of sheer instinct, Nathan von Liebert of all people gets his leg up as well!, BOTH NVL AND FPV HIT EACH OTHER WITH A SUPERKICK AT THE SAME TIME!
Shannan Lerch: Oh my!
The girl scrambles out of the ring, holding her back pain not offering any resistance to security as they escort her from ringside. FPV and NvL land on top of each other, each man with an arm overtop of the other!
Zach Davis: ...what? Who wins?
The referee whispers to Kyle Steel, who grabs a mic.
Kyle Steel: Fans, this is unprecedented. This People's Title match has been declared... A DRAW!
The fans boo.
Kyle Steel: As such, this man is STILL the People's Champion... FRANK PATRICK VENABLE!
A pop for that, at least. FPV rolls out of the ring, clutching his People's Title.
Shannan Lerch: Well, that was FPV's biggest challenge yet for the People's Title, and he just barely got away with the belt. One last time Zach, who's bright idea was it to give NVL a PEOPLES title shot??
Suddenly, the video screen comes to life with images. The landscape is dark and very somber as a thunderstorm rumbles away in the background. As our cameras move closer, we can see a village, burning in flames and full of destruction. A war is taking place with complete brutality. Warriors have their heads cleaved from their shoulders. Women and children are slaughtered unmercifully as opposing forces rampage through the doomed land.
Zach Davis: Here we go again!
Shannan Lerch: Wait--this is how all of this began some almost two months ago!
Zach Davis: I thought this looked familiar. But with how many creepy messages, who knows?
Our image changes to show a grieving woman, knelt over her slain husband and she weeps into her hands, overtaken by sorrow and pain. Lighting crashes and blinds the entire view of the screen which fades into black. There is nothing but silence for a long moment. Finally, the screen fills again, this time with some words written across it. Without warning, the maiden from the earlier scene appears upon the screen once again. She turns from her weeping and reads aloud the words that have formed on the screen.
"The wicked shall pay consequence for their transgressions."
Shannan Lerch: I--I don't get it? Why are we starting over?
Zach Davis: I don't--wait, it's going through everything. Maybe this is where we'll get our clue?
"Your day will come."
Eerie voices begin to speak as the screen flashes with images of decaying corpses, bloodied victims of violence, the faces of hate displayed in full view. Klansmen, Dictators and Armed Militia flash on the screen.
"During these times of fear, the meek sought refuge where there was none."
Zach Davis: Everything seems to be culminating together. Are we going to get answers here--NOW?
Shannan Lerch: It seems that way!
Now, images of various WCF wrestlers flash on the screen. It begins slowly at first. Oblivion, Famine of the Vile, Ophelia Pain, Adam Young, Odin Balfore, Kid Phantasm, Jonny Fly, even Seth Lerch. The images continue, depicting even more WCF talent, but the images begin to flash much more rapidly.
"Chaos reigned over all it has chosen to reign and none stood in its path. "
The images begin to slow down now and one by one they begin to crumble into dust on the screen. Once more, eerie voices can be heard as they all begin to speak at once.
"Your day will come."
"The wicked shall pay consequence."
"Your day will come."
"They shall suffer."
Zach Davis: Even seeing all of this as one piece, it doesn't bring me any closer to figuring this out. I can only assume we are about to find out what all of this has meant though.
Shannan Lerch: This may have been the night that all of these signs have been pointing to.
"Through the church, he shall deceive the world."
As everyone continues to focus on the video screen, images are again displayed. Crucifixes dripping in blood. Flashes of champions, fallen in combat. Wicked idols intermittently mingle with quickened flashing of old churches. Thunder and lightning crackle and rumble across the screen.
"They were many, upon the white horses. Shield and sword in their grasp. Valiantly they marched into combat. Though one by one, they fell upon their swords in the face of evil."
Zach Davis: This is where you really started to believe we had some clues being given. But I still couldn't tell you what they mean.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah--I'm lost as well.
"But when the rider on the black horse stepped foot upon the battlefield alongside the white horses, the souls of the tormented cried with angst, "Vengeance shall be ours!" The face of evil could not look upon itself without fear. And so the riders upon the white horses stood once more."
The screen displays images of a battlefield. Many valiant heroes fallen at the hands of the wicked. We focus on a path leading into the battle and we can hear the hoof-beats of a horse, slowly walking into battle. The shadow of its rider cast upon the worn down soil. But we are unable to see the rider itself.
"The face of retribution wears no mask and shall be known by its enemies."
The words fade out once more as the hands of a clock begin to turn on the screen. Slowly ticking away.
Zach Davis: I--I have chills, Shannan! Hold me!
Shannan Lerch: Wait wh--hey!
The aftermath of destruction, a charred and burnt village sits silently--desolate. The cold winds of death wisp through the air. We scan the area, carefully noticing the embers that remain. The small plumes of smoke that linger in the air. It is now dawn, and sunlight peeks over the horizon, casting its rays upon the devastated land.
"The night has been long and cold, but will soon replaced by the shimmering light of morning's arrival."
A powerful voice overtakes the arena as it narrates what we are seeing upon the screen. The images on the screen change to show a thriving field. Endless varieties of flowers and vegetation grow undisturbed.
"For the light shall forever shine where darkness had once ruled."
Zach Davis: This is where things get so confusing. I don't know if we are being handed a message of hope? Or a warning of some sort?
Shannan Lerch: Maybe it's a bit of both?
Zach Davis: I am anxiously awaiting what comes of this, and I have to tell you, I can almost feel it. Something is going to happen here.
The pleasant images soon cease and are replaced by various photos. Again, the familiar faces of WCF begin to display on the screen, one by one. Eric Price, Stuart Slane, Johnny Stylez, Ophelia Pain, Oblivion, Nathan von Liebert, Synn and a host of others. Each photograph begins to burn into ash as the words CONSEQUENCE and PUNISHMENT flash across the screen.
"The stained shall bury their faces from it. For they know that their deeds shall be punished."
Zach Davis: Each and every moment we are given the most ominous of warnings.
Shannan Lerch: And they seem to carry the same message each and every time. That deeds are going to be punished. Someone is going to suffer for whatever it is they may have done.
Like something straight out of a horror movie we are shown a first person view of someone running through the woods. It is very dark and their breath nearly escapes them as they flee in terror. Heartbeats pound away with madness. Swift turns as branches and leaves brush past the view. Wildly, the running continues in almost all directions. We are lost, not sure of where to go. Suddenly, the screen goes black again. A blood curdling scream is heard.
"It was their suffering that fed the desires of the wicked."
"These are days of intimidation, these are days of greed and of malice."
"These days--are no more."
The screen comes to life once again with the ominous hands of a clock tower spinning rapidly this time, rather than ticking away slowly. The hands of the clock spinning forwards and backwards as it fades in and out on the screen.
"Retribution shall come swiftly."
"The wicked shall be punished."
"Your day will come."
Shannan Lerch: We're getting closer! What is going to happen, Zach?
Zach Davis: I don't know! But I can't wait.
Shannan Lerch: Are we sure we even want to know? I mean--after all we've seen.
Zach Davis: I think we have to know, no matter what the case.
The lights in the arena shut down very suddenly as the sounds of a ticking clock can be heard. On the video screen, the hands of the clock swirl around and around, clockwise--and then counter-clockwise.
"Time is dwindling--time is fleeting."
Images burn into the screen once again. Photographs of Oblivion, Eric Price, Johnny Stylez, Nathan von Liebert, Doc Henry, Adam Young, Odin Balfore, and Famine of the Vile. The images continue to change, depicting even more WCF athletes. Each one of the photographs stains with blood as it dissolves away before our eyes.
Shannan Lerch: I think we are about to find out.
Zach Davis: I hope so!
Focusing again on the video screen, some disturbing images flash rapidly. Decaying corpses, scenes of murder, war and torture. Now a bunch of numbers rotate on the bottom of the screen. 605216. Though this number continues to change, almost as if this was a countdown of some kind.
"During the harvest, as the dead roam freely over the earth, so too shall the wicked be punished. The stained shall look unto the face of evil with fear. For the entity of evil shall punish the condemned. Consequence awaits."
The screen now changes once again. An open door beckons us from up ahead. We are unable to see what is inside of it. Darkness causes the space within the room to appear illuminated. An eerie music box begins to play its ominous sounds in the background. A voice erupts into speech once more.
"The messenger shall leave the mark upon the stained. And when it is time to offer penance for their transgressions, the wicked shall be known."
Suddenly the open door slams shut. It is the backstage area from Slam one week ago. The door is in the locker room area and it reads "Oblivion" across the top on a gold nameplate. Written across the entire door in what appears to be blood is the word CONDEMNED.
Pitch black now, as our montage has come to an end.
Zach Davis: This is it, Shannan! This is it!
The crowd begins to chatter and everyone is focused on the entryway.
Shannan Lerch: After two months of wondering. I think we're going to get answers!
Zach Davis: I can feel it!
Suddenly the screen comes back to life. An explosion of fireworks goes off overhead as the screen displays yet another message for us all.
"THE DAY DRAWS CLOSER. THE HOUR IS NEARLY UPON US!"
Zach Davis: Wait--what?
Shannan Lerch: Well Zach, we didn't get our answers.
Zach Davis: But I was sure that this was it. It has to be. Oh come on!
Shannan Lerch: We are no closer to figuring this out than we have been over the past few months. And it looks like we have to wait a bit longer.
Zach Davis: I feel so--violated!
Shannan Lerch: Am I going to have to listen to this all night?
Zach Davis: Maybe...
Zach Davis: Alright, ladies and gentlemen.... IT'S TIME TO GET HARDCORE!!
Shannan Lerch: That's absolutely correct!! Roy Speede is about to put up his WCF Hardcore Championship up against 4 time Hardcore Champion Oblivion.
Zach Davis: My connections are telling me, that this match might get a bit messy!
Shannan Lerch: Let's get this bloodbath started!!
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed WCF Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and some of the crowd is cheering. While, the rest, of the crowd are booing...
Kyle Steel: The following bout is for the WCF HAR-ARDCOR-ORE CHA-A-AMPI-IONSHI-IP!! First, the challenger... 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!!!
Zach Davis: The anticipation is killing me!!
The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur.
Shannan Lerch: What the Hell?!
Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lazers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage.
Zach Davis: Week after week, I'm still actually surprised how fast the WCF crew can set-up that quickly!
Shannan Lerch: I... I... I have... Apparently I can't talk! One minute some walks down the entrance ramp, then POO-OOF! Oblivion's freakish material appears. after all these years, Oblivion STILL freaks me out!! I thought Greenfever grossed me out, but Oblivion CREEPS... ME.... OUT!! I STILL don't believe Oblivion has found religion. That MONSTER CANNOT BE TRUSTED!! Especially now, he's running for President of the United States!! Did you see that debate?! This country is in BI-I-IG trouble?!
There are winged angel statues, one on each of the two front corners, of the entrance stage. Down the ramp, on both sides are winged angel statues, several feet apart. In between the statues are standing lit candles. From the entrance stage and down the ramp is a red carpet.
Zach Davis: I saw it Shannan and believe you me, if Oblivion becomes President of these United States... we are going to be in HU-U-UGE trouble!!!
Shannan Lerch: Everyone, keep an eye on your small children and keep your animals away from this freak. Here comes Oblivion.
Then right about the time, everyone's curiosity is at a fever pitch, a dubstep mashup of Gregorian Chant by the Benedict Monks and Oblivion by Mastadon begins to play. Fog begins to roll out onto the entrance stage and down the ramp.
I flew beyond the sun before it was time
Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
NOW I'M LOST IN OBLIVION!!!
Zach Davis: After a couple fo weeks, I'm still not getting used to this "NEW" Oblivion. This new entrance and this new music. This whole thing freaks me out!!
Shannan Lerch: Calm down Zach!! Like I have been saying... QUIT BEING SUCH A BABY!!
Several Gathering members slowly walk out in monk robes... chanting. Mini Oblivion is carrying something in gold, by a thick gold chain. Some kind of thick mist is seeping out of it. Mini Oblivion is gently moving it, as it slowly moves and bounces around, causing the thick smoke to flow out of the gold canister. The Gathering, with their hooded heads down continues to chant. Slightly bouncing behind them are The Vixens, who are dressed in a sexier modified version of what Catholic Nuns wear. They to have their heads down and their hands in a prayer manner.
Zach Davis: Does anyone really truly believe in this whole religious transformation?!
The lighter colored lights begin to flicker, which causes everyone to look around, that includes Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch. The Gathering, in their monk robes, are on the outside, of the ring standing near the four corners, of the ring. The Vixens in their "Nun Habits" are kneeling ringside with their hands in a prayer position.
Shannan Lerch: Everyone could have some kind of a Epiphany. Oblivion might of had one.
Then the Arena slightly shakes, as the sound of thunder rumbles. Zach Davis drops down to his knees....
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! I'M SORRY!! I'M SORRY!! OH GREAT OBLIVION I TRULY BELIEVE IN YOUR GREAT POWERS!! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!
Shannan Lerch: Jesus Christ, Zach!! You're making a spectacle of yourself!!
Lightning strike the corners corners, of the ring. The loud sounds made everyone jump out of their seats. Some, of the people are scared out of their minds.
Zach Davis: Holy.... OHMYGOD!!! OHMYGOD!! WE'RE ALL GO-ONN-NNA DIE-IE-IE-EE!!
Shannan Lerch: Zach!! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF MAN!!
Zach Davis: ....
The lights flicker then... POP!! The lighter colored lights go out!!
Shannan Lerch: NO!! NO!! NO-O-O-O!!
The lights flicker, then come back on. The Gathering are kneeling one knee, as they pay homage to Oblivion. The Vixens are still kneeling, but are now praying feverishly.
The music continues to thrash out from the Arena's speakers, as the entire The Church of the Dark Saints come walking out. Some of the crowd cheers, as some of the others are booing. Famine of the Vile, Zombie McMorris, Nathan Von Leibert, and the "Crimson Prophet" Andrew Warhawk slowly walk out. There is one dark hooded individual standing with The Church of the Dark Saints. As the crowd that were cheering, explodes with cheers. As for those who were booing are now booing louder to compete with the cheering.
Zach Davis: The WCF Arena is defiantly divided tonight!
Shannnan Lerch: They sure are!!
As The Bishops and The Crimson Prophet continue their walking, Oblivion slowly walks out. The WCF Arena shakes with thunderous cheers and boos!! The boos are slightly louder. Oblivion makes IT's way down the entrance ramp and towards the ring. Along with the Vixens and The Gathering, the rest of The Dark Church stand at the outside of the ring.
Zach Davis: Shannan, you remember when before Oblivion came and Ace slaughter was acting all weird, he had a large group of misfits wrestlers with HIM, as well.
Shannan Lerch: I can remember that!!
Oblivion makes IT's way inside the ring. The rest of The Church of the Dark Saints have their heads down and their hands in a prayer position, referee Stanley Moser pokes his head in between the ropes and says...
Stanley Moser: Like I told you fellas last time you can stay here, but you better not get involved in the match or I'll have yer asses tossed out of here!!
Zach Davis: I guess Stanley Moser told them!!
Oblivion takes off IT's ceremonial robe and folds it neatly and hands it to Andy Warhawk.
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 and Hardcore Champion, 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.
Zach Davis: Well here we go!!
Both men charge at each other, pummeling each other with multiple lefts and rights!! Oblivion's massive meaty fists and massive boots knock Speede back into a corner. the champion holds up his arms guarding himself for a possible thrashing. The referee walks up quickly ordering the challenger to back, which Oblivion does, while holding up IT's arms. After taking a few steps Oblivion takes a massive swipe at Roy Speede...
But hits nothing but the top turnbuckle. Speede takes this opportunity and strikes Oblivion with a snap-jab... snap-jab... kick to the gut... WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!
Shannan Lerch: Enzuigiri!!
The enziguiri makes Oblivion to stumble out, from the corner...
Zach Davis: DROPKICK!!
Oblivion stumbles backwards and braces up against the turnbuckles.
Shannan Lerch: Here comes the Hardcore champion!!
Speede rushes towards Oblivion...
Zach Davis: BLUE HAZE MIST!!
Speede grabs his face and drops to his knees writhing around in pain.
Shannan Lerch: Son of a bitch!! The Mist already!! Oblivion leaves the ring...
Oblivion goes over to the single metal trash can with several items stuffed inside the can.
Zach Davis: Oblivion dumps the items out of the can.
Oblivion throws the can into the ring. The Monster grabs for something, that no one can see.
Shannan Lerch: What in the Hell did Oblivion grab into IT's hands?!?
Roy Speede tries to stand up, but stumbles around. Oblivion slides under the bottom ring rope...
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! That Monster is stalking a blind Roy Speede!!
The crowd screams out for Roy Speede as....
Oblivion uses a staple gun across the forehead. Speede screams out in pain. Oblivion grabs Speede's bottom lip and staples it to his top lip.
Shannan Lerch: BRUTAL!!
Oblivion drops the staple gun and grabs for the trash can, but...
Zach Davis: Roy speede just tripped Oblivion.
The challenger stumbles until crashing into a nearby corner. Speede quickly grabs for the staple gun and stands over Oblivion. the Monster pleads for the champion to not use the weapon...
Shannan Lerch: Speede just bashed the staple gun into the staples that are lodged into the facial flesh of The God of Insanity! Oblivion is bleeding!!
Speede's face still has a few staples on it. there are a few trickles of blood, from him trying to yank out the staples. Speede rolls out of the ring and looks through the pile of stuff. The champion sees something and begins to smile. Speede grabs for two trash can lids. Oblivion rolls out of the ring and charges after the champion...
Speede smashes the trash can lids multiple times across the skull of Oblivion. the small amount of blood has become a large bloody gash above the right eye of The Monster. Oblivion swipes the blood and begins to go into a rage.
Zach Davis: RUN ROY RUN!!
Oblivion grabs for one of the trash can lids and grabs for Roy and...
Shannan Lerch: OH GOOD GOD!! Oblivion is now digging the edge of the trash can lid into the flesh of Roy Speede.
Roy Speede: AHH-H-H-H!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion smashes the hardcore champion's head down onto the metal ring steps!!
Speede's head bounces back up, not knowing what was waiting for him...
Shannan Lerch: BARBED WIRE?!?!?
Oblivion wraps the barbed wire around the head of the champion. Oblivion howls out when IT sees a metal chair.
Zach Davis: GOOD GOD!! THE BARBED WIRE BEING SLAMMED INTO THE FACIAL FLESH IS ATROCIOUS!!
Shannan Lerch: Roy Speede just spewed blood into the face of Oblivion!!
Oblivion stumbles slightly back, as Speede grabs the head of Oblivion.
Zach Davis: OH NO... WHAT DOES THE CHAMPION HAVE IN MIND?!?!
Speede slams his own head several times, headbutting Oblivion with the barbed wire wrapped around his own head. both men are now spewing lots of blood.
Shannan Lerch: With this amount of blood loss, Stanley Moser should be calling this match. What is Roy Speed doing?!
Speede struggles while lifting up the massive Oblivion...
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! The champion just belly to belly suplexed Oblivion ringside.
Slowly, the champion takes off the barbed wire mask. He takes the wad of barbed wire and proceeds to jab it into the forehead and face of Oblivion.
Shannan Lerch: Holy... All this brutality!! Who would of thunk it, coming from Roy Speede!!
Zach Davis: But, we just saw how Oblivion can remedy that kind of situation.... A LOW BLOW FOLLOWED BY A DDT!! But, my God is that what I see in Oblivion's hands?
Shannan Lerch: Yes, it is... HANDCUFFS!!
Oblivion proceeds to handcuff Speede to the guardrails. The fans scream out hatred towards The Monster Oblivion spits blood towards the crowd. Oblivion walks over to the pile of weapons and grabs for a kendo stick...
Zach Davis: NO!! NO!! NO!! NO-O-O-O!! SPEEDE IS HELPLESS!!
Shannan Lerch: Roy speede is profusely bleeding and nearly half unconscious. Oblivion is bleeding tons of blood, as well!! But... NO!! WHY. MY GOD... WHY?!?
Oblivion is holding in IT's massive hands... bolt cutters...
Zach Davis: in a very strange bizarre turn of events, Oblivion is cutting the handcuffs off...
Shannan Lerch: HOLY SHIT!! OBLIVION JUST JAMMED THE BOLT CUTTERS INTO THE HEAD OF ROY SPEEDE!! Oblivion is going for the pin!!
Stanley Moser slides into position...
Zach Davis: WHA-A-A-A-TT-T-T-T?!?!?
The crowd cheers loudly as Speede gets a shoulder up....
Shannan Lerch: Look at all of the blood!!!
Oblivion gets to one knee, as he grabs for Speede....
Zach Davis: The champion just jammed his fingers into the massive neck of Oblivion!! The Monster is having a hard time breathing!!
Speede stands, looking really woozy and stumbles over to Oblivion. As he's spitting blood and wiping the blood away from his eyes, Speede grabs his opponent and...
Shannan Lerch: T-BONE SUPLEX!! The champion is going for the pin!!
Stanley Moser slides into position...
Zach Davis: The God of Insanity gets a shoulder up!!
Oblivion looks around.
Shannan Lerch: Speede grabs The Insane Monster....
Zach Davis: OH MY GO-O-O-ODDDD-D-D!! WHERE IN THE HELL DID OBLIVION GET THAT BARB WIRED BAT?!?
Shannan Lerch: That's disgusting!!
Zach Davis: That's brutal!! The barbed wire is sticking to the flesh of the forehead of the hardcore Champion!!
Oblivion grabs the bat and...
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! I think I'm about to get sick!! Oblivion just yanked that barbed wire out the skull of Roy Speede!! There is chunks of flesh hanging of those barbed wires!! Absolutely atrocious!!
Shannan Lerch: What is that Monster doing now?! IT's getting two metal chairs and unfolding them.
Oblivion places the two chairs together placing a wad of barbed wire over the chair. Oblivion stands nears the chairs
Zach Davis: What is that madman doing?!? Is he taunting Roy Speede?! No, Roy... NO-O-O-O-O!!
Speede runs at oblivion, but The monster back body drops the champion onto the barbed wired chairs. Speede is convulsing pain, arching his back in the process!!
Crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME!! THAT WAS AWESOME!! THAT WAS AWESOME!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!
Oblivion picks up Roy Speede and nails him with a back elbow, which sends him backwards.
Zach Davis: But... Speede fights back with forearm...
Shannan Lerch: The Hardcore Champion with another forearm, which sends the challenger reeling.
Zach Davis: Roy Speede just nailed Oblivion with a fiorearm with out of nowhere, he must of mustard enough strength to run towards the guard railing and nail The God of Insanity with a step-up enziguiri!!
Oblivion is down to one knee, Speede backs up and decides to run up...
Zach Davis: OUT OF NOWHERE!! BOOT TO THE FACE!!
Oblivion rolls Speede into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: But, look Oblivion is pulling out a...
Crowd: WE WANT TABLES!! WE WANT TABLES!! WE WANT TABLES!! WE WANT TABLES!!
Oblivion pushed a table under the bottom ring rope. The Monster sets up the table and places the Hardcore Champion on the table.
Zach Davis: Where is Oblivion going?!
Shannan Lerch: It looks like going for the kill!!
Oblivion climbs up to the top turnbuckle and flies off the turnbuckle!!
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! NO-O-O-O-O!!
Table is splintered into hundreds of pieces!!
Shannan Lerch: OBI-SAULT!!
Zach Davis: Oblivion is going for the pin...
Stanley Moser slides into position....
Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!! I don't believe it!! Oblivion is a five time WCF Hardcore Champion....
Zach Davis: No one has ever done that before!
Oblivion stands as he is handed the Hardcore Title.
Shannan Lerch: What a night! Power is shifting, that's for sure. Pantheon brings home the Tag Team Titles, but the Church of Dark Saints takes the Hardcore Title from Genesis.
Oblivion is joined in the ring by Andrew Warhawk and Zombie McMorris. Oblivion lifts the Hardcore Title high in the air as the crowd is speechless.
Zach Davis: What does this mean for WCF and Hellimination? We'll find out at least part of that next week...
Slam fades to black.