11/11/2012


Slam Intro

Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai hits and Slam is live! The fans roar in Nebraska roar as Slam comes on the air.

Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam, everybody! What a night we've got for you.

Shannan Lerch: The WCF Classic quarterfinals are tonight! Nathan von Liebert battles Sarah Twilight, Dake Ken fights the Television Champion Henri Ducos, Tommy Kain is up against the Hardcore Champion Roy Speede, and Stuart Slane goes one on one with Benjamin Atreyu.

Zach Davis: And don't forget, the one and only Eric Price is scheduled to do commentary during NvL versus Twilight... ugh. I don't look forward to that.

Shannan Lerch: Neither do I, Zach. For once, we agree.

Zach Davis: Anyway, in our main event we've got a World Title defense!, which is exciting, but... Adam Young? I'm not too sure how he got in this match.

Shannan Lerch: He's a LEGEND, Zach. Last week, Seth booked a Legends Match for One. Gravedigger against Adam Young!

Zach Davis: Yeah, it's just... the only thing legendary about Young is how much everyone hates him, y'know?

Shannan Lerch: He DID pin Corey Black.

Zach Davis: Yeah, but... I just don't get it. Either way, Adam Young gets a shot at the WCF World Heavyweight Title tonight. As does Synn. There are rumors about Synn not being here, however, so maybe not. We'll see.

Shannan Lerch: HUGE match between Odin Balfore, Jay Price, and Oblivion. That could be a PPV main event, in my opinion.

Zach Davis: Agreed. They're fighting for US Title contendership, as Steve Orbit has been vocal about wanting to make the US Title division as big as it can be. He'll have his work cut out for him no matter who wins this one.

Shannan Lerch: Kaylyn James Evans is making her WCF in ring return against... Young K. This match is gonna be, um, awkward.

Zach Davis: Kaylyn James Evans is a changed woman compared to when we last saw her. I'm not sure if it's thanks to Scott Savage or what, but... Christopher Kane was happy with this match, I'm sure, but if I was him I sure wouldn't be.

Shannan Lerch: Hunter Valentyne and Apathy team up once again, against the Homegrown Players, Steve Orbit and Waylon Cash. We saw last week that Hunter has some kind of blackmail against Seth, I wonder what THAT'S about. He wouldn't tell me.

Zach Davis: Well, we know Hunter has his sights set on the Misfits, Johnny Stylez and Tommy Kain. Hunter and Stylez used to be friends, so this has gotta be pretty damn personal.

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of tag teams, Joel Hall and Doc Henry shocked, well, pretty much everyone, when they won the Tag Team Titles last week. They won via DQ, then Seth came out and screwed the Elements out of the belts by awarding them to Hall and Henry.

Zach Davis: And now they face Corey Black. Black is an accomplished tag team wrestler, but tonight he's on his own. He's certainly not a fan of Doc Henry, that's for sure, but can he stand up to the Confederate Massacre and avenge his Pantheon team members? We'll see.

Shannan Lerch: And ALSO speaking of Tag Teams, we've got Prophecy, The Legacy, and the Reign of Terror competing. The Legacy is a new team comprising the man formerly known as Famine of the Vile and John Gambino. "Famine" left the Church of Dark Saints to team with Gambino, so I'm sure Reign of Terror will be gunning for him.

Zach Davis: FPV defends his People's Title against Mr. Jack Happy. The People's Title has grown to be one of the most prestigious belts in the company, which began during the reign of Switches the Clown. Can Jack Happy become the second clown to hold the belt?

Shannan Lerch: We've got an Internet Title match too! Johnny Stylez is up against Kale Windsor. Kale would love to hold that belt, and with his new The Darkness attitude, tonight just may be his night. These two aren't strangers, this could be quite a fight.

Zach Davis: Battle of the doctors! Well, kinda. Doctor Rutherford von Newman is debuting, teaming with Chris "Cocky" Guy, to face "The Original Doctor" Harkie and Zro Nova. And that is our opening match.

Shannan Lerch: Let's start the show!

Polar Phantasm Segment

"Two Months Off" by Underworld begins playing over the loudspeakers as two white spotlights train on the entrance. The curtain parts... and out comes the Polar Phantasm!

Zach Davis: Whoa! Looks like we're opening the show with the Polar Phantasm. After he and Nightmare lost the Tag Team Titles last week I'm looking forward to hearing what he has to say.

The Phantasm slaps a few audience members' hands on his way through the arena, then slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Polar takes a quick look around the crowd before grabbing a mic from Kyle Steel.

Polar Phantasm: Thank you all for that ovation. I came to WCF several months ago, not knowing just how much that decision would change my life. I met some of the best men I've ever known, from my Pantheon brothers to good old Franky, and I've made a lot of friends. I've also met some of the WORST men I've ever known. Men such as Nathan von Liebert.

The crowd begins to boo.

Polar Phantasm: What he did to Nightmare throughout the course of my career here is unconscionable. Regardless, Nightmare and I were able to do what we came here to do and win the Tag Team Titles, a moment I'll never forget. I-

Nathan von Liebert: Did I hear my name?

Phantasm is cut off as Nathan von Liebert steps through the curtain, mic in hand. The crowd boos and Phantasm narrows his eyes with hatred. Nathan strolls down the entryway as he talks.

Nathan von Liebert: What I did to Nightmare was unconscionable? That's funny, Phantasm, because it reveals something about you that I've suspected for a long time now. If you think THAT was unconsciouable....

Nathan reaches the ring now and looks up at Polar. Phantasm senses what's coming and has already dropped his mic, preparing to fight.

Nathan von Liebert: ...then you clearly have no idea what I'm capable of.

With that, Nathan slides into the ring. Phantasm ambushes him as he does, however, stomping away at him. But Zombie McMorris and Andrew Warhawk hop over the guardrail and slide into the ring behind him!

Zach Davis: IT'S AN AMBUSH!

McMorris and Warhawk both club Phantasm in the back of the head and hold him so that Nathan can get up to his feet. Nathan grins as the Phantasm struggles against Reign of Terror, but he can't break free. Taking his time, Nathan hits a stiff punch to Phantasm's face.

Shannan Lerch: Nathan better hurry up, it's only a matter of time before Pantheon hits the ring!

The punch was so stiff that it busted Phantasm's nose; blood begins dripping out of it. This, of course, only makes Nathan more vicious. He hits several more punches to Phantasm's face, enjoying each one. He then grabs a mic.

Nathan von Liebert: SO YOU'VE MET A LOT OF FRIENDS, HUH? Tell me, Phantasm, where are they now!?

Nathan smashes Phantasm's face again, this time with the microphone. The mic gets blood on it, but Nathan doesn't care as he continues taunting Phantasm.

Nathan von Liebert: WHERE ARE THEY, PHANTASM!? Where is Johnny Reb? Where is Jonny Fly!?

Nathan smashes the mic into Phantasm's eye; we can already see Polar's face starting to bruise.

Nathan von Liebert: WHERE IS COREY BLACK!? WHERE IS JEFF PURSE!?

Nathan hits a stiff kick to Polar's gut now.

Shannan Lerch: Uh, seriously though. Where are they?

The jumbotron comes to life; we see a locker room with the name "Pantheon" on the door... and a couch pushed in front of it. There is pounding at the door. Oblivion is sitting on the couch, pushing all his weight against the door.

Zach Davis: Well that explains that.

In the ring, Reign of Terror lets go of Phantasm and push him towards Nathan. Nathan lifts him up...

Shannan Lerch: STRAIGHT JACKET DROP!

Nathan von Liebert and Reign of Terror stomp away at the former People's Champion.

Zach Davis: There's no one to help him! Seth is on the side of the Church, Pantheon is locked in their room... ugh!

Almost taunting Phantasm, Nathan puts one foot on his neck and balance's on that one foot. He looks down at Phantasm's bloody face, grinning. The crowd boos like crazy.

Shannan Lerch: The Polar Phantasm doesn't look good, Zach. He may be seriously injured.

Zach Davis: We need help out here.

Zombie McMorris slides out and grabs a chair. He hands it to Nathan, who raises it in the air and hits Phantasm with it... repeatedly. Shot after shot after shot.

Shannan Lerch: Jesus...

Nathan then puts Phantasm's neck in the chair.

Zach Davis: No, come on. Come on, NvL, this is too much.

Nathan balances one foot on the chair now!, then jumps up and smashes it down into Phantasm's neck. We can hear Polar scream in pain.

Shannan Lerch: Fuck, ow.

Zach Davis: COME ON! He could have a broken neck here, or a concussion, or who knows!

Nathan climbs to the top rope.

Shannan Lerch: No.... he's going to jump down onto that chair. That will KILL the Polar Phantasm.

Nathan steadies himself....

And the lights go out.

Zach Davis: Oh shit-

PROFESSIONAL GRIEFERS HITS!

Zach Davis: OH SHIT!

The lights come back on and FRANK PATRICK VENABLE IS IN THE RING!

Shannan Lerch: MR. FPV!

Nathan flies off the top, directing his attack at FPV now, but FPV hits him with a Superkick mid-air!

Zach Davis: BOOM!

FPV hits Warhawk with a Superkick next!

Shannan Lerch: HEADSHOT!

FPV hits McMorris with the move next!

Zach Davis: BOOM! HEADSHOT!

FPV quickly fistpumps as Nathan stumbles to his feet. FPV kicks Nathan and then hits a a Blue Thunder Bomb.

Shannan Lerch: SPINNING BOUDLEDRIVER!

Zach Davis: I GUESS POLAR PHANTASM HAD A FRIEND LEFT AFTER ALL!

FPV quickly grabs Phantasm and pulls him out of the ring as the Church members leave the ring themselves. Medics arrive on the scene to check on Phantasm and Nathan, Warhawk and McMorris back up the ramp.

Shannan Lerch: Thank God FPV was there to chase the Church away, but.... it may've been too late. The damage was done.

FPV's face turns to worry as the medics tell him how serious Phantasm's injuries might be. Nathan notices this on the jumbotron and smiles a wide, sadistic grin as we go to commercial.

Dr. Rutherford von Newman/Chris Guy vs "The Original Doctor" Harkie/Zro Nova

The sound of waves hitting the shore begin as the video wall displays various clips of RVN wrestling. As well as images of him consulting at his private practice. RVN walks out onto the stage to a chorus of boos. He ignores everything and walks to the ring, all business.

Zach Davis: Here he is, Rutherford von Newman. He's entering the WCF amidst much fanfare.

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.

Kid Rock's "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.

Shannan Lerch: Love those abs; hate that guy.

The bell tolls twice in the start of For Whom The Bell Tolls. When the the first bell starts the lights go out in the arena and after the second bell pyros go off on the stage then fog fills the entrance ramp as orange light fills the arena the music starts as Harkie makes his way down to the ring as he gets in goes to the center looks up at the roof and raises both arms as pyros go off on all four turnbuckle poles then the lights come back on right after that.

Zach Davis: And here is our Original Doctor, Harkie. Each team has a "doctor," but I shouldn't have to tell you, there's basically no similarities between Harkie and Newman.

The Final Countdown hits and Zro Nova runs to the ring!

Shannan Lerch: What an entrance.

Nova, full of energy, goes right on the attack, hitting Newman with several rights and lefts. The bell sounds. Harkie shrugs and gets on the apron, letting Nova be the legal man; Chris Guy waits on his apron as well. Nova sends Newman to the ropes, but Newman reverses it, throwing Nova to the ropes instead; Nova comes back and Newman hits him with a Swinging Neckbreaker. The fans boo heavily.

Zach Davis: They hate this guy. He's basically here as an experiment, almost; he's here to study the freaks and "defects," as he calls them.

Shannan Lerch: Well he's come to the right place! If only he'd have come a few months earlier to help Logan/"Sarah Twilight."

Nova stumbles up and Newman hits him with a kick, very methodical, before lifting him up with a Hanging Suplex.

Zach Davis: He's keeping him up there for an awful while, letting all the blood rush to Nova's head.

After several moments, Nova reverses it, shifting his weight and landing behind Newman! Newman turns and Nova hits him with a Pele Kick!

Shannan Lerch: Nice!

Nova then dives and tags in Harkie! Newman has had enough of his "experiment" for now and tags in Chris Guy.

Zach Davis: Huh. Looks like Newman doesn't want any part of The Original Doctor.

Chris Guy, however.... is cocky. He enters the ring and ties up with Harkie. Harkie gets the upper hand, putting Guy in a Side Headlock, then taking him down. Guy uses his legs to scissor Harkie and escape it; both men get to their feet. Guy goes for a Clothesline but Harkie ducks it; Harkie hits a Knife edge Chop before grabbing Guy's throat and hitting a Snap Chokeslam!

Shannan Lerch: Nice! Again!

Harkie pins Guy.

One.

Two.

No, Newman calmly entered the ring and kicked Harkie off before calmly getting back on the apron. Chris Guy backs up and runs at Harkie, going for a Bicycle Kick!, but Harkie sidesteps it.

Zach Davis: Harkie has Chris Guy well scouted, I'd say!

Harkie then lifts Guy and hits a Sidewalk Slam! He gets up and runs at Newman, hitting him with a forearm to the head and causing him to fly off the apron before turning and pinning Guy again.

One!

Two!

No!, Guy kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: Smart move, making sure Newman wouldn't break it up again, but it wasn't quite enough.

Harkie tags in Zro Nova. Harkie lifts Guy up in a Vertical Suplex as Nova climbs to the top; Nova flies off and hits a Cross Bodyblock on Nova as he's in the middle of getting Suplexed, landing on top of him and resulting in a pin!

One!

Two!

No!, Guy kicks out again!

Zach Davis: Wow! Chris Guy showing a lot of heart here!

Nova wants to put Guy away. He lifts him up and hits a Flip Driver!

Shannan Lerch: Nova Collapse! He's got it!

Zro Nova pins Chris Guy.

One!

Two!

NO!, RvN puts Guy's foot on the ropes!

Zach Davis: Hah. Cheap, but effective.

Nova curses under his breath as he picks Guy up, but Guy shoves him away and tags RvN, who has his arm outstretched. Nova runs at him, head of steam, and goes for a Clothesline; RvN ducks it and executes a Reverse Rock Bottom.

Shannan Lerch: Whoa! He calls that the Session Ender!

Newman drops and pins Nova, hooking his leg.

One.

Two.

Chris Guy stops Harkie from breaking it up.

Three.

Zach Davis: Whoa. There you have it. Rutherford von Newman debuts in winning fashion.

Shannan Lerch: He had this all planned out, Zach. He knew right when to get into the match to use Nova's momentum against him.

RvN drops and rolls out of the ring while Chris Guy celebrates what is also his victory. Nova holds his back in pain and Harkie leaves the ring, shaking his head in disappointment.

Zach Davis: Hey wait, what's that?

Deadly Clown is in the ring! He goes toe to toe with Chris Guy... and shakes his hand.

Shannan Lerch: Uh, it looks like Chris Guy has formed a team with one of our newest arrivals, Deadly Clown!

Zach Davis: Interesting.

Synn/Gravedigger Segment

Gothminister's "Darkside" brings the capacity crowd to it's feet. A chorus of boos rain down as Synn, with his steel guitar Sherri slung over his shoulder, makes his way to the ring. Pulling a mic out of his black trench coat, he works the crowd a bit more with a simple smirk, the crowd boos a bit harder and a little longer.

Synn: Told you I would be here. Since I returned, I haven't missed a WCF card yet, and I'm not about to start any time soon. I was originally booked to face Jeff Purse and Adam Young in the main event for the world heavyweight title. I asked the honorable Mister Lerch to remove me from that match, because simply, Jeff Purse isn't good enough to step in the ring with Synn. You all can make all the pathetic excuses, the sadly illogical conclusions and all the stupid reasons you have to so you don't have to look at the facts as they are. IF, Jeff Purse was so magnificent. IF, Jeff Purse was so dominant. IF, Jeff purse was the future of WCF and a mere quarter of the man he claims to be, he would have stepped into the ring and squashed me a long time ago.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck! You suck!

The painted warrior laughs at them, pointing, mocking the fans. The chant slowly dies down once they realize they aren't getting to him.

Synn: That's the best you sheep can do? You’re as pathetic as Pantheon. You all know what I say is true. If I wasn't worthy of a shot at Jeff Purse, if Jeff Purse was so much my superior, IF JEFF PURSE WAS JUST A QUARTER OF THE MAN HE CLAIMS TO YOU THAT HE IS, HE WOULD HAVE ALREADY STEPPED IN THE RING WITH SYNN, AND SHUT ME UP!!

A small chuckle, then a full blown laugh. Walking around the ring, loving how he's taking the proverbial wind out of their sails.

Synn: So you all can make all the excuses you wish. Simple facts, to deny them shows how stupid you are. I played mind games with Jeff Purse to such an extent, as I said, in ways no one has ever done before that night, or since, that Jeff brutally attacked me BEFORE the bell. In spite of his despicable sneak attack, I took Purse and nearly beat him several times. So if Jeff was so fucking damned superior to me, why not have given me a rematch when I asked for it, and destroy me? Prove that Night of Champions was an off night. Prove that I'm not in his league, but Purse can't do that. He knows that Night of champions was a fluke, I'm so deep into his head, I go deeper than a two liter soda bottle into a 5 dollar whore. Since Jeff Purse has proven, to the intelligent people anyways, that he can't beat Synn, otherwise he would have given me a rematch and proven it, that match will never happen. Jeff has shown he knows he can't defeat me a second time by his actions. For all you whom can't see that, sucks to be you.

He gives a pause, allowing the heated crowd to boo him. He just soaks it up. Smiling as if the boos were a standing applause. How easily the sheep were played.

Synn: So know that everyone knows why I stepped out of a chance to win the WCF world title, let me address another issue. The Church of the Dark Saints.

A loud round of boos go out for the Church, causing the Hell Raiser to chuckle. The enemy of my enemy, is my friend, he thinks to himself.

Synn: This goes out to you Oblivion. I once had the world of respect for you. The monster of WCF, IT. The most feared mofo walking today. I joined your Church because we both know the truth of Pantheon, and seek to destroy them like the cancer they have become. I proved my loyalty to the Church when I dumped Doc Henry, stepping away from the WCF tag team titles to put all my focus into the church. I proved my loyalty when I handed Nathan Von Liebert two eliminations at WAR. I proved my loyalty, when i surpassed all expectations and outlasted 9 others in the Hellimination match at Helloween. I PROVED MY LOYALTY TO YOU WHEN I SUMMONED YOU IN THE DARKNESS TO BRING ORDER BACK TO THE CHURCH!! You failed me Oblivion, you failed the church, and you failed yourself. That failure is unacceptable, to me anyways. Gravedigger was right all along.

A over the top shocked look comes over his painted face, before smiling at the crowd.

Synn: Oh, what you saw the past few weeks, isn't the half of it Oblivion. For the past month, Gravedigger has been talking to me. I warned you Oblivion, stop the games, cut the bullshit and bring dominance through the Church to WCF. Instead you wanted to play Mister President and have the church acting like fucking imbeciles running around humiliating themselves for your stupid amusement. I told you Oblivion, step it up, show your loyalty to me, lead the church and be the monster, not the muppet. You failed, the Church lost Helloween, and it's YOUR FAULT!!

Pausing to briefly collect himself.

Synn: Just last week you said that I had heard what Gravedigger had said, and was not convinced, you were right Oblivion. Gravedigger failed to convince me to leave you, It was YOU who convinced me to leave you, Oblivion. Like Gravedigger has been telling me all along, I gave you all I had, I gave my all to the Church, and exactly what have I gotten in return? Nothing. This week, I have a new message for you and the Church.

“Change” by Deftones hits the speakers and the crowd immediately starts booing as Gravedigger walks out from the back followed by PSWF world champion, Keynan Isara. The pair walks down the ramp, climb the ring steps, step through the ropes and into the ring. Keynan stands off to the side while Gravedigger walks up and shakes hands with Synn.

Synn: Oblivion I said I have a new message for you and the Church and that is you have not only inadvertently forced me from the Church, but right into a partnership with one of Oblivion’s most powerful enemies…Gravedigger! Gravedigger and myself are throwing our hats into the proverbial ring here as one of WCF’s newest tag teams.

Pops from the crowd despite who they’re cheering for.

Synn: So at this time, I call the Monster Oblivion out from the back for the rest of my message to you.

Oblivion’s music starts playing and out from the back walks The Monster himself. He stands at the top of the ramp with a microphone.

Synn: Oblivion, you want to attack my friends Gravedigger and Keynan Isara in the ring with your thugs. How about at The End of the World, this month on pay-per-view, we settle this in the ring!

Crowd pops.

Synn: How about Synn and Gravedigger versus Oblivion and a Church member of YOUR choosing?

Oblivion starts to respond, but Gravedigger takes the mic from Synn.

Gravedigger: Oblivion, we’ve had some pretty brutal and blood-filled matches over the last two months and if Synn is going to lay down this challenge to you for a tag team match, I say let’s not break from tradition here. We’re going to challenge you and a Church member of your choosing to a Tables…Ladders…and Chairs match!

Huge pop from the crowd. Oblivion looks around the arena, smirking. He lifts the mic and speaks.

Oblivion: You want to challenge IT to not only a tag team match, but to a TLC match?! You want to dig your own grave?! You want to give IT another chance to end your career and now yours, Synn?! Not only does IT accept your challenge, but now that you’re upping the ante by making this a TLC match, but IT will up the ante as well! I know exactly who my partner will be. Church member…CREEPING DEATH!!

Another huge pop from the crowd as Creeping Death steps out from the back. Synn and Gravedigger look shocked and their facial expressions quickly turn into smirks. Synn motions for them to bring it on.

Oblivion: You two keep making mistake after mistake with IT and the Church and this is going to end in two weeks!

Oblivion tosses down ITs mic and walks to the back as Gothminister’s “Darkside” plays.

Internet Title Match
Kale Windsor vs Johnny Stylez

Zach Davis: Windsor is already in the ring. Stylez makes it to the ring, and this one is underway, ladies and gentlemen!

BELL RINGS

Shannan Lerch: And look at Kale Windsor, Zach. He's got that kind of look in his eyes that can only mean ONE thing… he came to FIGHT!

Stylez continues to stare coldly at Windsor, but Kale finally charges at Stylez with a full head of steam and hits a flying clothesline that takes both men off their feet.

Zach Davis: Kale Windsor almost DECAPITATED Stylez with that right arm, and… look at Windsor laying those rights, those lefts, and some MORE lethal rights to the champion's noggin!

Shannan Lerch: He's going to risk getting disqualified here if he continues to let his emotions dictate this thing. I understand he wants to be champion, but disqualification won't achieve that.

The referee finally makes his way over and begins the count to break up the corner closed fists.

One!

Two!

Three!

Zach Davis: ENOUGH, Windsor, you're going to get yourself disqualified!

Four!

The ref taps Kale on the shoulder, threatening to DQ and Windsor backs off, recollecting his thoughts before heading straight back toward Stylez who takes him down with a super kick. Windsor falls to the mat. Stylez drops three consecutive HARD elbows into Kale's sternum. He presses his weight down onto Windsor and attempts the pinfall.

One ...

Two...

Zach Davis: And NO! Windsor kicks out!

Windsor scrambles to his feet but stumbles and falls back to the canvas after receiving the shot to the head by Stylez's boot just moments ago. Stylez continues his assault as he forces Kale back to his feet, sending him into the turnbuckle with a HARD Irish whip. The force of impact causes Windsor to bounce off the turnbuckle and step a few steps forward clutching his back. Stylez is there to meet him as he delivers a devastating running plant clothesline. The back of Kale's head bounces off the mat with a sickening thud.

Shannan Lerch: Stylez however, has changed the tide of this match. With how he is acting already, I don't know if this is good for Kale.

Zach Davis: Very true, Shannan. Things could get bad here. Windsor needs to fight his way back into this thing.

Stylez stalks Windsor with evil intent in his eyes. Kale isn't able to get far. He slowly begins crawling away, still reeling from the effects of the onslaught, and soon he screams out in agony as Stylez WHIPS a hard open hand across his back. Repeatedly he lashes him with the slaps to bare skin with tremendous FORCE and we can see welts forming on the flesh of Kale's back and shoulders. Stylez then takes his hands, locking them together under Windsor's chin and begins to strangle him. Kale's face turns red, then blue, then purple as his oxygen supply is cut off. He gasps for air and claws at Stylez's hands, trying to relieve the pressure, but Stylez only wrenches it tighter, digging deeper into his throat and suffocating him. The crowd begins to boo a little, not that they really were getting behind either man. Our referee steps in and warns Stylez, and again must begin a five count.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Stylez finally releases his blatant choke before a count of five can be reached. Windsor slumps down to the mat, barely conscious.

Zach Davis: Good Lord! He's trying to kill the man!

Shannan Lerch: This Stylez is one arrogant and nasty individual!

Stylez grabs Kale by the head and hauls him to his feet, now taking him up and over with a front suplex...and then another...and yet another. Completing the trifecta just because he can. Windsor is sprawled out on the mat, motionless. And Stylez drops down for his pinfall. Ref is there for the count.

One!

Two!

Thre.....

Somehow, Windsor manages to slide a shoulder up!

Zach Davis: I don't believe this! Windsor is still in this thing!

Shannan Lerch: I don't think Stylez can believe it either.

Stylez stares down at the still very prone Kale Windsor with much disdain for his defiance to stay down. Stylez hauls him to his feet once again and now lifts him up completely for the Curtain Jerker. However, Windsor is able to slide off of it, and although still VERY dazed, instinct kicks in and he begins firing off shots at Stylez. The Champion is caught by surprise and is sent reeling backwards as Windsor continues to fire away. Stylez answers as he swings a fist back at Windsor who manages to duck the shot and replies with an enziguri that stumbles Stylez forward. Windsor hops back to his feet while the momentum was in his favor and he follows up with a running neckbreaker that downs the champion. Kale also stays down, needing a breather after exhausting his energy for the comeback.

Zach Davis: And the champion is down! Windsor has a great chance right here! If he can capitalize he might have this!

Shannan Lerch: But he also needs to recuperate. That early barrage by Stylez has taken its toll on the challenger.

Stylez is down on the mat, dazed. Windsor is still down as well but manages to crawl himself over toward Stylez and he drapes an arm over the Champion. Ref in position.

One!

Two!

Thre...

The champion kicks out.

Zach Davis: How close was that? It might have been over if Windsor could have been able to hook the leg!

Shannan Lerch: But the bad news is, its not over. How much longer can he keep this up? He's got to end this quickly if he wants to walk out of here in one piece, let alone champion.

Zach Davis: I'd have to agree Shannan. Kale Windsor has taken a lot of punishment early. He needs to end this as quickly as he can.

Windsor starts to pull himself back to his feet, as does Stylez. Both men make it up and Windsor gets the jump on the champion, stunning him with more hard rights and lefts, backing him against the ropes. He continues to pummel the champ and takes him for an irish whip that is reversed. Windsor instead is sent into the ropes and as he makes his return he IS this time caught with Curtain Jerker. Windsor is down and out of it. Stylez covers his adversary. Ref gets into position.

One!

Two!

Three!

By some miracle, Windsor was close enough to the ropes and draped his foot over the bottom. The ref sees this as he slaps the mat for the third time and calls the pinfall no good. Stylez is becoming frustrated now.

Zach Davis: Windsor with the presence of mind to place his foot over the bottom rope! I don't know how wise that was as Stylez is starting to show signs of a foul mood!

Shannan Lerch: This is where our Internet Champion is so dangerous. He is looking to cause damage now to Windsor.

Stylez hauls Windsor up again and sends him to the turnbuckle with another irish whip. He hits HARD and the champ moves in, but Kale holds the ropes and kicks forward, dazing him. Stylez staggers back a few steps and holds his head to shake off the cobwebs. He turns around to return to his beating of the challenger, but as he does turn he gets his fill of Windsor alright....with a STEEL CHAIR!!! As Windsor EXPLODES out of the corner, nailing the champion will EVERYTHING he has and knocks this one out of the park as Stylez folds in HALF and hits the center of the ring HARD!!! The bell rings immediately.

Zach Davis: Oh my God!

Shannan Lerch: Did we just see that?

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, as a result of a disqualification and STILL the WCF Internet Champion....JOHNNY STYLEZ!!!

Zach Davis: Ladies and gentlemen I am almost in complete shock here! Kale Windsor looked as if he was getting ready to take the beating of his life. Stylez almost dominated him for most of the match. Windsor had a great opportunity here at the end to change the tide and WHY? Why did he get himself disqualified?

Shannan Lerch: I have no idea what is in his head. Maybe he felt he couldn't beat Stylez? Maybe he wanted to send a message? Who knows what he is thinking.

Zach Davis: Stylez is out of it and Windsor looks like he just realizes what he actions have cost him. There's no turning back now Kale.

Seth Lerch/Sarah Twilight Segment

Our cameras cut backstage here at the Bob Devaney Center. Seth Lerch whistles harmoniously as he makes his way toward his office, looking over a few things. As he approaches the open door, it is pushed shut much to his surprise. Slammed right in his face just as he was about to walk inside. Seth's eyes grow narrow with disgust as he peers toward the hallway.

Seth Lerch: What the hell do you want?

Standing there with her arms folded and her foot kicked up against the wall as she leans comfortably was WCF's own, Sarah Twilight. She smiles at Seth, albeit a bit sarcastically. But she almost genuinely looks happy to see him. The same can not be said for the WCF Owner.

Sarah Twilight: Good to see you too, Seth.

Seth reaches for the knob of the door to his office, angrily replying.

Seth Lerch: I don't have time for your crap. I have things to do.

Sarah however, prevents him from entering the office as she uses her foot o kick the door back shut. Seth is obviously not happy about this at all.

Seth Lerch: Twilight I'm saying this once, I am not making any deals with you. I am not doing anything for you. I don't like you, plain and simple.

Sarah smirks as she looks at Seth, her emerald green eyes sparkling with mischief.

Sarah Twilight: That's fine Seth. I don't need you to do anything for me. I already have that part covered.

Seth Lerch: Then what are you doing here?

She laughs just a little bit as she reaches into her back pocket and pulls the small protruding bundle of paperwork from it. Opening the documents, she looks back at Seth.

Sarah Twilight: I paid a little visit to your 'board of directors' this morning. And wouldn't you know that if you want something done that's who you go and see.

Seth rolls his eyes impatiently.

Seth Lerch: What's your point?

Sarah Twilight: My point is, it would seem they agree wholeheartedly with Eric Price and his hashtags. They do want to see the justice that Eric Price has demanded. After his performance at Helloween, they agreed with me on exactly what it is that he deserves.

Seth seems to grow a little bit interested at this point. His eyes grow wide and he tries to take a peek at the paperwork, which Sarah does not allow him access to just yet.

Seth Lerch: So uhm...what did they have to say?

Sarah smiles as she looks down at the documents and begins to read off some of the jargon that was worded on the pages.

Sarah Twilight: In part due to the actions of Mr. Eric Price regarding the integrity of this organization when showcased at the highest level and under its highest level of scrutiny, we have acted upon. Mr. Price's actions throughout every contest he is hereby scheduled to compete between now and WCF Event 'One' will be regulated to the highest degree. Unless we 'the board' are met with 100% satisfactory results, further action will be taken....

Seth interrupts, growing impatient.

Seth Lerch: I get all the legal wording, just get to the point here!

Sarah rolls her eyes at him.

Sarah Twilight: If you would let me finish!

She shakes her head at him and continues.

Sarah Twilight: Let it be made clear that this regulatory discipline is a direct result to Mr. Price's personal bias showcased at WCF Event Helloween. It is of the ruling of this board that should Mr. Price use any illegal means during any scheduled competition or interject himself in any competition involving Miss Twilight of which he is not scheduled to legally be a part of, then it is ordered by this board that should Mr. Price vs Mr. Purse commence at WCF Event 'One', Miss Twilight would be the assigned official to that contest. Let it be made clear that there are no exceptions in place for Mr. Price. The use of any foreign object is strictly forbidden from his use in ANY contest he may be scheduled to compete. And his presence is forbidden in any contest Miss Twilight is scheduled to compete that he is not expressly part thereof. ANY deviation under any circumstance will result in this disciplinary action.

Seth looks to be a bit furious at this. Sarah had gone over his head and he didn't like it one bit. He snarls at her as he asks.

Seth Lerch: So you went to the board, why are you bothering me?

Sarah hands him the papers.

Sarah Twilight: Well they said you needed to sign them as well. Oh, I was also told to inform you that it isn't optional. It's just a formality so that you won't be personally liable.

Seth appears very angry for a moment until something hits him. He starts laughing and shaking his head a bit as he takes the paper and signs it happily. He shoves the documents back at Sarah.

Seth Lerch: Easiest decision ever. It's simple, I won't be scheduling Eric Price for anything until One! You lose, Twilight. Now, I have other business to attend to.

Sarah smirks heavily at Seth, shaking her head "No" at him as she takes the completed and signed documents and secures them once again.

Sarah Twilight: Tsk tsk Seth. Haven't you learned by now to read things before you sign them? You see, the board kinda figured you'd do something like that...well, I kinda told them you would so they took some precautions. They asked ME to come up with some ideas for Eric to make sure he is competing all the way through until One. Next week is his first match....a TABLES match. Just so you don't think I'm totally unfair, I'll let you pick his opponent. And oh, too bad Eric is strictly prohibited from using ANY foreign objects. That would include tables. Wish him luck for me, will you?

She winks as she heads off leaving a stunned and livid Seth Lerch standing there having been tricked yet again.

Zach Davis: Wow! Major news! If Eric Price cheats in ANY way over the next two months, or if he involves himself in any of Sarah's matches. Sarah Twilight will be the referee for his match at One!

Shannan Lerch: The deck seems stacked a little bit for him as well. Next week he has been placed in a tables match...and he can't use tables! I wonder how that is going to turn out?

People's Title Match
Mr. Jack Happy vs FPV

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.

Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for on fall, and it is for the People’s Championship! Introducing first, from Atlanta, Georgia, he is the People’s Champion, Frank Patrick Venable, FPV!

FPV takes the walk down the ramp, slapping fans hands before climbing the steps and on top of the turnbuckles, where he fistbumps one more time, sending one more explosion of pyro throughout the arena. He climbs into the ring and sits in a lotus position in the corner, waiting for the match to start.

Shannan Lerch: FPV looking good to start this one off it seems. I think he might be able to retain tonight.

Zach Davis: It looks like the fans hope so too, Shannan!

"Mr. Happy" by ICP starts to play. Bubbles rain down from the entrance as Mr. Happy emerges, burrito in hand. Finishing it off, he high fives children as well as adults, sending them flying back a row or two from his sheer enthusiasm.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, he is Mr. Jack Happy!

< DING-DING-DING! >

The two lock up, and Happy gets the advantage immediately with a shove that sends FPV into the ropes. FPV uses the momentum and bounces off, looking for a crossbody. Happy catches him and drops him down with a scoop slam style move. FPV springs back up and Happy backhands him across the chest, sending FPV reeling. Happy clotheslines him down and goes for a quick pin.

One...

Two...

Kickout by FPV!

Zach Davis: Jack Happy putting on a good showing so far today!

Shannan Lerch: And FPV might not be retaining his title after all.

Happy gets back up and pulls FPV up; he immediately goes for the clown kick, but FPV catches Happy’s foot, and twists it, causing happy to fall to the ground on his stomach. FPV quickly transitions it into a single leg boston crab.

Zach Davis: FPV reversing the move nicely into a single leg boston crab, but Happy’s clawing hard for that bottom rope.

Shannan Lerch: And he gets that bottom rope easily! FPV releases the hold!

FPV waits and watches as Happy gets back up, and as he does, he draws back, waiting.

Shannan Lerch: BOOM!

Zach Davis: HEADSHO-NO!

Happy ducks the superkick, and knocks FPV’s legs out from under him. He goes up to the top rope, and sets up for the Killing Joke.

Zach Davis: NO! FPV rolls out of the way!

Shannan Lerch: Crash and burn!

FPV gets to his feet and stands waiting. As Jack Happy gets to his feet, FPV goes forward and...

FPV: BOOM!

Crowd: HEADSHOT!!

Happy goes down, and FPV pins.

One...

Two...

Three!!

< DING-DING-DING! >

FPV gets up and is given his title, which he raises proudly in victory.

Zach Davis: Well-

Suddenly FPV is hit with a Backstabber out of nowhere!

Shannan Lerch: Attack on FPV! Is it the Church, getting retribution for earlier tonight-

No! It's...

Zach Davis: Tek?

Indeed, Tek just attacked FPV! Tek stomps at FPV repeatedly.

Shannan Lerch: Well, we know Tek and Speede have a grudge against each other, has that spilt over to these two?

Zach Davis: That, or he just wants the People's Title!

Indeed, Tek picks up the People's Title and raises it in the air, declaring his intentions at the belt. He drops it and leaves, with FPV holding his back in pain.

The Legacy vs Reign of Terror vs Prophecy

"God Of Thunder" by White Zombie hits the PA as the crowd comes to its feet; some cheer and some boo, but all look on in wonder as the Reign Of Terror enter through the curtain. Zombie McMorris rushes forth first, wild-eyed and shouting... from behind him emerges a calmer but equally intense Andrew Warhawk. Warhawk carries his 'Book of Dark Times' behind Zombie, who rushes through the crowd slapping wildly at fans. A few people receive high-fives... a few receive slaps to the face. Honey Badger don't give a fuck. Zombie slides in as Warhawk sets his book neatly in their corner... he climbs in and removes his 'priestly robe' to reveal his wrestling attire. He then motions to the crowd as if presiding over ceremonies, and is met with a wall of boos (with a few cheers mixed in, presumably from the 'saved').

The arena lights slowly dim until they're fully off and the entire place is consumed by darkness. The sound of John Gambino's voice echos throughout the arena...."BLEED FOR ME!". The crowd in attendance erupts into cheers, as "If you want blood (You've got it)" by AC/DC begins playing. Multi-colored strobe lights flash off and on throughout the arena as John Gambino and Hadrian Burke, formerly known as Famine of the Vile, step out onto the stage. Gambino is dressed in his shiny black trunks, a black leather biker jacket with the NY Giants logo on the back and black boots. A black Fedora hat sits atop his head and a pair of silver aviator sunglasses rest upon his face. Besides Rigg stands his girlfriend Jen, dressed in a short leather mini skirt, a "Mr. Bigg" t-shirt tied up to show off her belly and naval piercing and a red high school cheerleader letter jacket. Also, beside Rigg are his brothers Alcide and Dominic both who are dressed in a black Armani suits, also sporting black Fedoras and Silver aviator sunglasses.

Zach Davis: This is one classy looking man.

Rigg looks up from beneath his sunglasses, surveying the crowd, as does Burke. As the song hits the chorus, Bigg Rigg raises his arms into the air; growling. Red pyros shoot up from the stage behind the crew. The fans continue cheering, starting up a chant of "Bigg Rigg, Bigg Rigg, Bigg Rigg!". As the pyros end, the five walk down the ramp together, slapping hands of various ramp side fans along the way. Once at ringside; Bigg Rigg climbs up onto the apron and holds the ropes down for Jen. She climbs into the ring, Rigg, Dom and Alcide then climb into the ring. Burke gets in after them. Inside the ring, Jen stands to the left of Gamnino whilst Alcide and Dominic stand to his right, all doing the nWo point toward Gambino. Burke climbs up a turnbuckle and raises his arms as they do. Bigg Rigg ascends to the top rope, lifting his arms into the air in a Triple H-like taunt. A curtain of gold pyros rain down into the ring. Rigg then climbs down from the top rope, as the music slowly fades and the lights comes back on.

Shannan Lerch: What an entrance!

Warhawk and McMorris are unimpressed; they attack Gambino and Burke from behind, hitting them with forearms.

Zach Davis: The match hasn't even started yet!

Faith by Limp Bizkit hits and Tek and Steeltoe Joe run to the ring! They both slide in and go right on the attack!, the bell finally rings. Tek and Joe spin the Reign of Terror members around and hit them with a series of rights and lefts. Tek then hits McMorris with a Front Russian Legsweep while Joe hits Warhawk with a big Scoop Slam!

Shannan Lerch: Warhawk and McMorris were involved in a heinous attack on the Polar Phantasm earlier tonight. Though we also saw Tek attack FPV so who knows who to root for here.

The Legacy are in this match to win it. Joe and Tek turn around and they're met with a Dropkick and a Big Boot from Burke and Gambino, respectively. Tek flies out of the ring while Joe doesn't even leave his feet. Gambino and Burke throw Joe to the ropes and then hit him with a Double Spinebuster as he's coming back!

Zach Davis: Joe may be huge but he can't fight off two men!

Burke and Gambino kick at Joe, but Warhawk runs at Gambino out of nowhere, Clotheslining him and sending both men flying over the top.

Shannan Lerch: We're down to Burke, McMorris and Joe in the ring now. We'll see if we can get some semblance of order restored here, but I doubt it.

McMorris stomps over to Burke and spins him around, but Burke was ready for it; he hits McMorris with a stiff shot and follows up by backing up into the ropes, bouncing off of them, and lunging forward with a Clothesline From Hell!

Zach Davis: Oof!

That takes McMorris down! Burke drops and goes for a pin.

One.

Two.

No, McMorris kicks out. Joe is up, now, and spins Burke around; he hits him with a gut kick, followed by a huge Belly to Belly!

Shannan Lerch: DAMN!

Joe goes over and tags in Tek. Tek enters the ring and kicks at both McMorris and Burke, trying to keep them both down. McMorris is the first to really start getting to his feet, Tek runs at him and hits a beautiful Shining Dropkick. That gives Burke time to get up too though; Tek drops him with an Implant DDT!

Zach Davis: Damn!, again!

Tek pins Burke, hooking his leg.

One.

Two.

No! Burke kicks out now. McMorris dives and tags in Andrew Warhawk.

Shannan Lerch: Here comes the Herald of Oblivion.

Warhawk enters the match and hits Tek with a Backhand Slap, urging him to tag in Joe.

Zach Davis: He wants the Holy Flame!

Tek obliges!, he tags Joe in! The crowd erupts as Joe enters the match and trades fists with Andrew Warhawk! Joe, of course, gets the upper hand; he hits Warhawk with a Gut Kick and throws him to the ropes, hitting a Flapjack!

Shannan Lerch: One on one, Steeltoe Joe is damn near unstoppable!

Burke has tagged in Gambino. Joe turns around and is met with a Boot right to his face!

Zach Davis: OUCH! No matter how big you are, THAT hurts!

Joe doesn't go down, but Gambino won't give up. He backs up and runs at Joe, hitting a Clothesline; Joe still won't get down. Gambino hits ANOTHER powerful Clothesline, and though Joe is dazed, he won't fall. Gambino runs and hits a third Clothesline, enough to daze Joe enough that Gambino kicks him in the gut and drops him with an Impaler DDT!

Shannan Lerch: And no matter how big you are, having your head spiked to the mat hurts too!

Gambino drops and pins Joe.

One!

Two!

No!, Tek breaks it up. Before anyone can react Tek picks Gambino up and hits him with a Swinging Reverse STO!

Zach Davis: He calls that Turtles for some reason!

Tek exits the ring while Joe throws his arm over Gambino.

One!

Two!

No! Gambino kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: This is Burke and Gambino's first time teaming here in the WCF and they're showing that they're not just any old tag team.

Joe lifts Gambino up but is met with a clubbing blow from Warhawk. Joe goes to kick Warhawk but Warhawk catches it and hits a Dragonscrew Legwhip. He then turns and is met with a GORE!

Zach Davis: THE RAGE! OUT OF NOWHERE!

Gambino drops and pins Warhawk, hooking his leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Shannan Lerch: There you have it!, The Legacy picks up a victory!

Gambino and Burke leave the ring and head up the ramp as their music plays. But the war between Prophecy and the Reign of Terror seems to rage on. Zombie McMorris and Tek are brawling.

Zach Davis: Come on, the match is over. Geez.

Steeltoe Joe has left the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Is he abandoning Tek?

No, Steeltoe Joe grabs Warhawk's book and slides back in. He runs and hits McMorris in the back of the head with it!

Zach Davis: Joe is using Warhawk's tome as a weapon!

Warhawk is up, and Joe hits him with it next! Joe then begins ripping pages out of it and throwing them into the audience!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT!

Zach Davis: Oh my!

Joe throws the book down and then grabs Warhawk and hits him with the Baptism onto the book! The fans cheer as Tek and Joe raise their arms before leaving.

Shannan Lerch: Well Steeltoe Joe gets the last laugh on Andrew Warhawk, who just may be injured after all that. His pride, at the very least!

Tag Team Titles Match
Corey Black vs The Confederate Massacre

Kyle Steel: The following is a tag team match, and it is for the WCF Tag Team Championships! Introducing first the challengers…uh…challenger….COREY BLACK!

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 slides into the ring under the bottom rope, stands to his feet and throws up the devil horns before taking the hoodie off and dropping it to the floor. He then poses with his right arm up and bent slightly almost in a vertical flex, left hand on his elbow.

Shannan Lerch: Well, this one is going to be interesting. Corey Black is fighting tonight for the Tag-Team Titles…by himself.

Zach Davis: Disadvantage or…advantage?

The arena goes dark. Suddenly, a voice can be heard.

"This is the year where hope fails you
The test subjects run the experiments
And the bastards you know, is the hero you hate
But cohesing is posssible if we strive
Theres no reason, theres no lesson
No time like the present, telling you right now
What have you got to lose, what have you got to lose
Except your soul...who's with us!"

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.

"I fight for the unconventional
My right, and its unconditional
I can only, be as real as i can
The disadvantage is
I never knew the plan
This isn't the way just to be a martyr
I cant, walk alone any longer
I fight, for the ones who can't fight
And if I lose, at least I tried"

Joel walks down the ramp and looks straight ahead at the ring. He stops and looks back at the stage.

"We, we are the new diabolic
We, we are the bitter bucolic
If I have to give my life you can have it
We, we are the pulse of the maggots"

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.

"I won't, be the inconsequential
I won't, be the wasted potential
I can make it, as severe as I can
Until you realize
You'll never take a stand
It isn't, just a one-sided version
We've dealt, with a manic subversion
And I won't, let the truth be perverted
And I won't leave another victim deserted"

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.

Zach Davis: Well, after the world’s longest introduction right there, we’re now just waiting on Doc Henry.

Shannan Lerch: FIVE-TIME! FIVE-TIME! FIVE-TIME TAG CHAMPION!

Zach Davis: …for now.

“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 rooes 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 the beginning of the matchup.

Shannan Lerch: Who do you think is going to start this match off for Black’s team?

Zach Davis: ….

Doc Henry grabs Joel Hall and tells him that he’ll start the match off, bringing a smile to Black’s face. Hall leaves the ring and the match is ready to begin.

Ding, Ding, Ding.

Black steps forward...and Henry steps back and tags in Joel Hall. Henry steps through the ropes and onto the apron, grinning himself.

Shannan Lerch: Doc Henry wants nothing to do with Corey Black right now.

Zach Davis: Well, Joel Hall doesn’t seem to mind the challenge…

Hall quickly enters the ring and goes to grab at Black, but Black ducks under his outstretched arms and runs for the ropes. He hits them and comes back with a leaping forearm shot that Hall is able to block with his own forearm. Black tries a second time and this time Hall stumbles back a few steps and bounces off the ropes. Corey Black hits the ropes one more time...but Joel Hall levels him with a drop-kick.

Zach Davis: Impressive series there by the Iowan Massacre.

Out on the apron Henry is grinning from ear to ear as Joel Hall falls on top of Black and hooks the leg.

1…

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Corey Black gets the shoulder up before the two count.

Shannan Lerch: Well, that was close. Not.

Doc Henry yells at the referee for making a slow count. Meanwhile, Joel Hall stands up and reaches down, pulling Black to his feet with one arm. Hall delivers a quick suplex to Black and turns it right into a cradle…

Zach Davis: LOOK AT THIS!!

1…

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2…

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Shannan Lerch: NO! Corey Black powers out!

Hall once again quickly gets back to his feet and brings Black with him. The Iowan Massacre grabs hold of Black’s throat and begins trash talking the WCF Hall of Famer. Black fights back with a quick kick to the chest, loosening Hall’s grip on his throat. Black swats Hall’s hand away and then takes him down to the mat with a DDT.

Zach Davis: I don’t think Joel Hall needed to give Corey Black any more motivation in this one.

Both men rise back to their feet. Black grabs hold of Joel Hall and goes to whip in the corner, but it’s reversed and Black goes flying into the corner currently occupied by Doc Henry. Hall turns to the referee and tells him that he has something in his eye. With the referee occupied Henry reaches over the top rope and grabs Black by the head and scrapes it against the length of the ropes.

Zach Davis: THAT’S CHEATING!

Shannan Lerch: Nevertheless, Black’s forehead has to be on fire right now.

The referee finally turns his attention back to the match to see Black laying on the mat and Henry standing on the apron smiling. Black gets back to his feet and runs straight at Henry. The two begin to trade shots with Black getting the better of the exchange. Henry goes for a right and Black ducks it. Blac reaches out over the ropes and picks Doc up in position for a Burning Hammer!

Zach Davis: OH FUCK…..

Just in the nick of time Doc Henry slides out of the hold and crashes off the apron to the outside. Satisfied, Black turns around to see Joel Hall charging at him, looking for a clothesline. Black ducks it...and Joel Hall runs straight into the referee.

Shannan Lerch: The referee is down!

Zach Davis: That might actually matter if Doc Henry wasn’t laid out on the outside.

Hall looks down at the referee and before he can even turn his attention back to Corey Black, the Human Horror Show has already grabbed him and hits the MadPlex Beta!

Shannan Lerch: Black with the cover!

1…

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2…

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Doc Henry has slid into the ring and pulls Black off of Joel Hall to break the count. Black gets to his feet and smiles at the sight of Doc Henry standing in the ring. The two men lock up, with Black getting the advantage with a side headlock. Black uses the leverage to quickly snap off a diamond cutter to Henry, who smartly rolls out of the ring.

Zach Davis: Meanwhile, Joel Hall is still the legal man in this match!

Black turns his attention back to Hall, who has just finally gotten back to his feet. Hall runs at Black looking for a clothesline, but Black slides out of the way and sends a stiff kick to Hall’s thigh, tripping him up. Black approaches Hall on the mat and quickly lifts him all the way up and then back down with a death valley driver. This time its Joel Hall’s turn to slide out of the ring. On his way out though, Doc Henry slaps him on the shoulder and enters the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Here we go, finally. Doc Henry versus Corey Black!

Henry slides into the ring and Black is all over him stomping down at his midsection. Doc reaches out and grabs Black’s boot, twists it, and takes him down to the mat. Both wrestlers jump back to their feet. Doc lunges at Black and hits a neckbreaker. With The Avenger down on the mat Doc hops to the top of the closest turnbuckle and hits a flying elbow drop.

Zach Davis: Wow! Doc Henry going for the cover on Corey Black!

1…

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2…

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Shannan Lerch: NO! Corey Black kicks out!

Zach Davis: Predictable. It’ll take more than that.

As if taking his advice, Doc lifts Black up and positions him for the Gambler’s Hand! As Doc lifts Black to drive his back into the canvas, Black slides out of the hold! Doc is quick to react and goes for a spinning heel kick, which Black ducks.

Shannan Lerch: Corey Black is one slimy bastard. Doc has to be frustrated right now.

Corey Black takes a few steps backward and smiles. Doc clenches his fists and runs at Black looking for a flying forearm smash. The shot connects, sending Corey Black into the ropes. Black bounces off and hits a cross body block on Henry. Henry is back to his feet quickly, but Black quickly grabs him and takes him back down with a suplex. Once again, Henry jumps back to his feet and once again Black grabs him, this time tossing him into the corner. Unfortunately for Doc, it’s Joel Hall’s corner, and Hall returns the favor from earlier by tagging himself into the match.

Zach Davis: A little bit of disconnect here from the Confederate Massacre.

Shannan Lerch: By all accounts, this team was just thrown together by Seth Lerch. These two men aren’t necessarily friends.

Zach Davis: Either way, Joel Hall is back in the match now.

Doc Henry says a few choice words to Hall, obviously not happy about having to leave the ring. Hall immediately springboards himself off the ropes and…is caught by Corey Black…and then….

Shannan Lerch: Goodnight Joel Hall.

…Burning Hammer’d.

Zach Davis: BURNING HAMMER! BURNING HAMMER ON JOEL HALL!

Before Black goes for the pin he promptly throws a forearm into Doc Henry, forcing him off the apron. Black drops down on Hall for the cover.

1…

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2…

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3!!!

Shannan Lerch: Well there you have it, Corey Black is the WCF World Tag Team Champions.

Zach Davis: A great effort tonight by Black, and another addition to his lengthy WCF title resume.

Shannan Lerch: Question now is whether or not he’s going to be forced to find a partner to help him defend the belts.

Zach Davis: I doubt Black cares. The point here tonight wasn’t to hold the belts; it was simply to get them out of Doc Henry’s hands. Mission accomplished.

The referee hands the Tag Title belts to Black who holds them up in the air before rolling out of the ring and walking to the back with a belt slapped across each shoulder.

Homegrown Players/Seth Lerch Segment

All of a sudden, The Homegrown Players, Steve Orbit and Waylon Cash, storm into Seth's office. Seth looks up.

Seth Lerch: Ah, my least favorite Genesis members. Nah, I kid, ALL Genesis members are my least favorite. What do you want?

Steve Orbit: Seth, you see that last match? Corey Black winnin' the Tag Team Titles?

Seth Lerch: No, I didn't, but obviously... that sucks.

Waylon Cash: And that's why WE'RE here. We're about to go out and defeat Hunter Valentyne and Apathy. You ever think that maybe having one guy hold your Tag Titles isn't good? That maybe you should start, y'know, focusing on real teams?

Seth pretends to think.

Seth Lerch: Eh.. nah.

Steve Orbit shakes his head and continues.

Steve Orbit: Seth, I've been trying to get you to give my US Title the respect it deserves. And now it's clear you don't even care about the Tag Titles either.

Seth Lerch: Come on, Steve. It's not like I don't care. But Tommy Kain and Johnny Stylez are already the number one contenders, and I don't want to give them their shot. Because I don't like them. So as far as I'm concerned, the real tag teams of the WCF can just wait until I'm good and ready to let them get their shots.

Steve Orbit: That's bullshit and you know it! After tonight we're goin' to have more than one contender for the US Title anyway! I haven't even gotten to kick Doc's ass yet!

Seth Lerch: Touche. Know what, Players? You're getting ahead of yourselves. Go out there and win your match tonight and I'll THINK about it.

With that, the Homegrown Players nod and leave Seth's office.

Seth Lerch: Can't get any damn work done today.

Hunter Valentyne/Apathy vs The Homegrown Players

Zach Davis: Coming up, Hunter Valentyne and Apathy look to pick up another win against the Homegrown Players!

As the twisted guitar intro to Halestorms "You Call Me A Bitch Like It's A Bad Thing" begins to fill the arena, the lights go down to a hued shade of red. The screen comes alive with a vintage picture reel of paraphelia from Elizabeths career, still shots. Scratches, pops and clicks dance across the screen as the haunting voice echoes through the arena cuing that the Femme ICON is about to arrive.

#You took me to your little crib
Guess it must have been a big deal
Got me starring in your wet dream
Now it's time to get real
I'm not looking for love
No not today
But you call me up and had the nerve to say
See you next Tuesday#

Elizabeth emerges, clad in a full body catsuit, knee high boots, center stage, bathed in a sea of red light. Her arms raised high, hips slightly cocked to the side, her presence met with a chorus of boos and rejections. She poses, for a moment then makes her way to the ring, swaying her hips with her strut as she makes her way down the ramp.

#You call me a bitch like it's a bad thing
You call me a freak like that means something
Can't get your way so you're sulking
I think we know the rest
Get it off your chest
I don't give a shit
I love it when you call me a bitch like it's a bad thing#

As she enters the ring she poses in the middle of the ring, basking in the glow of the absolute bitterness and hatred that's being brought down on her.

Shannan Lerch: Apathy looks ready tonight.

"I own You" by Shinedown plays over the loud speakers as Hunter makes his way down the ramp to a chorus of boos. He stops in the middle of the ramp as green and black pyros go off behind him.

Hunter slides in underneath the bottom rope as he puts his hands on the top rope and glares menacingly into the camera. He is cascaded by boos as the intensity in this face is shown to the world. Pyros go off in the background as his glare is never changing. The boos continues as the next opponent in introduced.

Zach Davis: Hunter Valentyne has been on fire since his return to the WCF, picking up win after win.

Shannan Lerch: They picked up a big win against Synn and Kale Windsor last week, but can they beat the Homegrown Players?

The opening plucking of "Toast to the Fam" begins, and the crowd cheers loudly, signalling the arrival of the Homegrown Players. Waylon Cash, and Steve Orbit come dancing out onto the stage.

Kyle Steel: Now coming to the ring, with a combined weight of four-hundred and seventy pounds. Representing Genesis, "The Hellbilly" Waylon Cash, and "The Mack" Steve Orbit... The Homegrown Players!

Steve and Waylon stand at opposite sides of the ramp, encouraging the crowd to make noise as multicolored fountains of sparks spring up all around them. The two men come together, and bump fists, before stepping down the ramp. The fans scream their love, as the two men slide under the bottom rope, and jump to the second rope, in opposite corners of the ring. Their music slowly quiets, as both men climb down, and meet in the center of the ring. They have a quick game of rock, paper, scissors to determine who starts the match, before heading to their corner.

Zach Davis: The United States champion Steve Orbit, and "The Hellbilly" Waylon Cash, quite the tag team.

Shannan Lerch: This is actually their formal in-ring debut as the Homegrown Players.

Zach Davis: That's right, they'll undoubtedly be looking to pick up a win here for Genesis.

DING DING DING

Scissor beats paper, so Waylon starts for the Homegrown Players. Apathy starts for her team. Orbit and Valentyne engage in a little bit of trash talking before heading to their respective corners. Apathy charges at Waylon, who grabs her by the arms, lifts her up and throws her flat on her back.

Zach Davis: Shades of a southern gentlemen shining through as Waylon Cash allows Apathy to get back to her feet.

Apathy is quick back to her feet. Waylon approaches and is met with a high standing dropkick. Waylon checks his mouth for blood as Apathy charges him shoulder-first, backing him into the corner.

Shannan Lerch: Apathy is a ball of fire, hitting Waylon Cash with shoulder thrusts in the corner, grabbing the ropes for extra force.

Apathy backs up and hits a superkick as Waylon steps forward. Waylon stumbles back into the corner. Apathy strikes with some knife-edge chops, backs up and charges again--

Zach Davis: Waylon catches her attempt at a crossbody! And drops her with a bodyslam.

Waylon keeps her grounded with a fist drop to her skull, followed by another. Apathy holds her head and scrambles to get away from Waylon, but he grabs her by the leg and hits an elbowdrop to her thigh.

Zach Davis: Waylon Cash holding onto the leg, twisting the ankle into an ankle lock.

Shannan Lerch: Smart strategy, attacking Apathy's legs, keeping her on the mat.

After a few moments, Apathy reaches the ropes and Waylon breaks the hold. She holds onto her lower leg, clearly feeling the effects of the ankle lock.

Zach Davis: And Cash makes the tag to the Mack.

Orbit comes in as Apathy gets to a knee. Orbit runs at her from behind and bulldogs her to the mat. Orbit circles her, waiting for her to stumble back to her feet.

Shannan Lerch: Apathy turns around and-- Pimp Slap!

Zach Davis: Steve Orbit just slapped the taste out of Apathy's mouth. No southern gentleman there.

Orbit follows with a jawbreaker, and a pin attempt.

1...

2...

Zach Davis: NO, Apathy with the shoulder up.

Shannan Lerch: Apathy's gotta make the tag to Hunter Valentyne.

Orbit stays on her, sitting on her back and putting her in a camel clutch.

Zach Davis: Orbit's got it locked in, but I don't see Apathy submitting.

Shannan Lerch: She's a tough chick... and indeed she is refusing to submit.

Orbit keeps the camel clutch locked in... until Hunter Valentyne steps in the ring and hits a running knee to the back of Orbit's head. Orbit drops to the side, breaking the hold. The ref warns Valentyne, who quickly exits the ring, smiling from ear to ear.

Zach Davis: Hunter Valentyne with clearly no respect for the official tonight.

Shannan Lerch: ... Or any night.

Orbit shakes off the attack and slowly gets back to his feet. Apathy is a bit slower to get up, and Orbit crawls over to her, grabbing her leg, trying to keep her from making the tag to Hunter--

Zach Davis: Orbit loses his grip on Apathy's leg, she dives and makes the tag!

Hunter comes in, and as Orbit gets to is feet, Hunter drops him with a running big boot. Hunter grabs Orbit and pulls him off the mat-- but Orbit sweeps his legs and they both drop to the mat. They start to brawl as they get back to their feet.

Zach Davis: Hunter Valentyne is getting the advantage here-- Hunter connects with a right hand, dropping the Mack.

Hunter pulls Orbit off the mat and lifts him over his shoulder, hitting a running powerslam. Hunter drops an elbow and covers Orbit.

1..

2..

Shannan Lerch: The Mack kicks out!

Hunter stomps Orbit as he tries to get up. Hunter runs to the ropes and bounces off, Orbit ducks a running clothesline, Hunter keeps running--

Zach Davis: Steve Orbit with a spinebuster on the way back!

Orbit gets up and quickly dives to his corner, tagging in Waylon Cash. Waylon quickly climbs the turnbuckles as Hunter slowly gets to his feet-- Waylon leaps off the turnbuckle, connecting with a double axehandle. Hunter staggers but doesn't fall. Waylon whips him into the corner--

Zach Davis: Waylon with a running high knee-- Valentyne dives out of the way, Waylon bounces off the turnbuckle!

Shannan Lerch: Waylon Cash is on the mat holding his knee, those turnbuckles are unforgiving.

Hunter stomps on Waylon's knee as he rolls around on the mat in pain. Hunter lifts the bottom half of Waylon's body up off the mat by his hurt leg, and slams his leg down on the mat, right on the injured knee.

Zach Davis: Hunter Valentyne is also unforgiving.

Hunter starts choking Waylon with his boot, holding on to the top rope for added leverage. The ref warns him and starts the five count-- Hunter takes his boot off Waylon's throat at four. Hunter takes a quick breather, sizing up the situation.

Zach Davis: Hunter is going back to the legs, stomping on that knee...

Shannan Lerch: He's going for a leg lock, maybe a figure-four--

Zach Davis: Waylon's fighting it! Waylon kicks Hunter in the face... and another kick to the face!

Hunter stumbles backwards, holding his head. Waylon hobbles back to his feet and catches Hunter--

Zach Davis: Sitout neckbreaker by the Hellbilly! Cash pins him!

1...

2...

Shannan Lerch: Kickout, Hunter Valentyne!

Both men are somewhat hurt, taking their time getting back up. Orbit and Apathy are both going crazy on the apron hoping for a tag. Slowly, each man makes their way to their own corner--

Zach Davis: Hunter tags in Apathy! She runs towards Waylon Cash, can he make the tag--

Shannan Lerch: Yes, in comes Steve Orbit!

Apathy starts clubbing Orbit as he enters the ring through the ropes. She hits him alternately with knee strikes and clubbing blows, stunning the Mack.

Zach Davis: Apathy's got Orbit backed against the ropes, hitting him with knees to the gut--

Apathy takes a few steps back and charges at Orbit--

Shannan Lerch: Apathy with a splash-- Orbit gets his knees up! He caught her right in the midsection!

Orbit reaches to Waylon and makes the tag. With Orbit still in the ring, Waylon quickly comes in and positions Apathy for a powerbomb.

Zach Davis: Uh-oh-- Waylon powerbombs Apathy right into a double-knee backbreaker from Orbit!

Shannan Lerch: CHIROPRACTIC BITCH SLAP!

Orbit rolls out of the ring as Waylon pins Apathy.

1...

2...

THREE

DING DING DING

"Toast to the Fam" by Boondox plays over the PA.

Zach Davis: There it is! The Homegrown Players win their official debut as a tag team!

Shannan Lerch: Hunter Valentyne and Apathy gave it their all, but in the end, it's Waylon Cash and Steve Orbit picking up the win for themselves and for Genesis.

Orbit enters the ring and celebrates with Waylon. Cut to commercial.

Kaylyn James Evans Segment

We cut to Kaylyn James Evans' locker room; she's stretching for her upcoming matchup.

Zach Davis: Kaylyn James Evans is just moments away for making her WCF in ring return!

Kaylyn leaves her dressing room and begins walking down the hallway, serious look on her face. Posters line the hallways of WCF superstars; Kaylyn stops at a poster of Synn. She stops and looks at it.

Shannan Lerch: Huh. Something caught her eye.

Kaylyn smirks at the image of Synn.

Kaylyn James Evans: Synn, huh? I know REAL Synn, and that isn't it.

Kaylyn chuckles to herself as she continues walking down the hallway.

Zach Davis: Heh. Stay tuned, Kaylyn James Evans' return is next!

Young K vs Kaylyn James Evans

Get Out There And Make It Look Good!

Rob Zombies Dead Girl Superstar hits the PA system and Kaylyn walks out onto the stage looking around at the fans before rolling her eyes and laughing. Heading down the ramp way she takes her time soaking in the mixed reaction from the crowd, Scott Savage making his way down behind her.

well, she blew uptown on a cemetery sound
and wore her leather pants for week, yeah
a canteen butcher got tiger teeth
and a handmade circus freak, yeah
go, go, go, go
dying to go
she moving in like a demon

dead girl, dead girl superstar

Reaching the bottom of the ramp she walked to the ring before jumping up onto the apron. Stepping into the ring through the middle and top ropes she stood in the ring and looked around one last time still not caring about the crowd as the music faded.

Zach Davis: You know I think a lot of people have looked forward to this match since it was announced.

Shannan Lerch: It should be interesting. Kaylyn James Evans, one of the hottest women in promotion today, sans myself, going against the resident teenager, Christopher Kane. Suffice to say with how Kaylyn looks tonight, I think we might see some firsts.

Forgoing his usual angst filled entrance, "Freek'n You" by Jodeci begins to play out steps "Young K" Christopher Kane with a grin on his face. A wide smile is on face as he checks his breath to ensure it smells picture perfect. People are cheering the young man as he walks to the ring licking his lips seeing Kaylyn waiting for him in the ring. A few teenage males in the crowd are yelling at him saying how lucky he is. Chris nod his head as he slides into ring and humps the mat before blowing a kiss at KJE. Young K gets to his feet and winks at her as the song fades off.

Shannan Lerch: Goodness.

Zach Davis: This is the greatest thing ever. Ever. This poor kid has no idea that this is the furtherest thing from a sexual encounter.

Shannan Lerch: I think he knows it, Zach but wants to believe. Though if he was three years older, I would see about that Big 11.

Zach Davis: You're disturbed.

The opening bell sounds as the crowd gets to their feet expecting something really off of the beaten path tonight. Christopher still has that smile on his face as he winks at Kaylyn again who just completely blows it off. The two circle around one another as they lock up. After taking a whiff of her hair, Young K pushes her off and comments that her hair smells really good.

Zach Davis: Oh for... I don't think anyone cares that her hair smells good.

Shannan Lerch: You never know.

Quite annoyed right now, Kaylyn hauls off and smacks the piss out of Chris. He takes a fall before sliding out of the ring. Chris goes to the announcers table and puts on Shannan's headset super quick.

Christopher Kane: Did you see that? I totally got a face five!

With that smile back on his face, Christopher gives the headset back and gets back into the ring. Now that Kaylyn is seething with annoyance, Christopher calls for a test of strength. The two lock hands as Chris is able to power down Kaylyn to where her face is situated right in front of his groin. His smile grows bigger as he humps forward, knocking himself into Kaylyn's face.

Shannan Lerch: Okay that could be taken as sexual harrassment.

Zach Davis: Oh I am inclined to agree with you but this is professional wrestling.

He does it a second time before letting the hold go. Chris stays on the attack of Kaylyn with a headlock now but applies it rather loosely. Kaylyn is able to get out of the hold and waistlock the boy. Using his strength, Chris forces the hands of KJE down a little bit as they're near his penis.

Zach Davis: Will it happen?

Shannan Lerch: Is this match really going to be centered around... you know what? I get paid for this, they can do what they want.

So close but Kaylyn is able to headbutt the back of the head of Chris as he staggers forward. She runs at him with a dropkick to the back as he falls face first to the mat. KJE stomps on Chris' back a couple of times before dragging him up. She tries to lift him up but Chris manages to keep himself grounded on the mat. He rams a shoulder into her stomach before elbowing her shoulder. A second elbow to the shoulder as Christopher sends Kaylyn into the ropes. She bounces back as he sweeps the legs out from under her.

Shannan Lerch: There we go. Now they're wrestling.

Zach Davis: I thought what the young lad was doing was highly entertaining.

Shannan Lerch: I didn't. Its just weird to think that he would rather have Kaylyn touch his penis then a woman like me.

Zach Davis: I think any sane man would take Kaylyn...

Christopher grabs the arm of Kaylyn and goes for a cross armbreaker but she's able to reverse out of it. KJE pulls Chris up and plants him with a DDT. A cover follows suit.

One...

Two...

Chris is able to get his shoulders off of the mat with some force. Kaylyn looks frustrated as she picks the kid up. She forces him into a corner and begins to chop his chest. Chris is able to grab hold of Kaylyn's hand and stops another one as he reverses into the corner. He nearly chops her chest but rather then hurting her boobs, Chris just backs away.

Zach Davis: I guess he didn't want to risk hitting a boob.

Shannan Lerch: Good lord, kid, its just a woman!

Kaylyn narrows her eyes wanting a real match out of this instead of Christopher doing everything in his power not to harm her. The two lock up again as Young K goes behind Kaylyn for a waistlock. However his hands go too high up and he's gotten two handfuls of Kaylyn's boobs. His eyes widen as she's struggling to get out of this. After a few moment he lets go and huddles in the corner.

Shannan Lerch: Did he just cop a feel?

Zach Davis: I think he did. Lucky bastard.

Shannan Lerch: Why is he in the corner like that.

Chris is nearly hugging the turnbuckles right now as Kaylyn taps him on the shoulder to see what the hell his problem is for feeling her up. Chris tells her not right now. Not listening to him, Kaylyn points to the outside where Scott Savage has gotten up onto the ropes. Eye for an eye now as she drops to a knee and uppercuts Chris right in the cock. Kaylyn's eyes bulge out of her head as she's gotten more then she thought she would.

Zach Davis: OH DEAR GOD!

Shannan Lerch: CHRISTOPHER KANE HAS ACHIEVED SOMETHING NO ONE ELSE HAS!

Zach Davis: The poor kid...

Forgetting about the boner in his tights, Chris turns around to jump up and down bragging about how Kaylyn just touched his penis! Before he can react, Kaylyn low blows him a second him as he falls right on top of her in the most provocative way.

Shannan Lerch: ...

Zach Davis: Wow. His wish is nearly happening.

Allison Chase has made her way out from the back as she's furious right now. Scott Savage is pissed himself as the two managers are having a talk over which one of them caused this situation. In the ring, Chris stands back up to see Ally on the ring apron. He goes to talk to her, saying he didn't mean for it to happen. Ally tells him whatever as he's still at full mast. He spins around as KJE gets hit right in the face with his dick!

Zach Davis: This is the most bizzare thing I've witnessed here. And that is saying something.

Shannan Lerch: I, I know. This is a once in a lifetime here. And I hope it never happens again. I just hope everyone doesn't complain about this!

Chris looks down at what just happened as he goes for a cover in the most unusual way. He's trying to pin KJE by teabagging her which makes her finally go completely insane. She begins to headbutt his cock over and over as he rolls off. The ref lets it go as Kaylyn gets up and pulls Chris up with her. Hurricanrana as she quickly goes to the top rope and flies off with a perfect shooting star press. She isn't quite done yet with her assault as she waits for Christopher to get up.

Shannan Lerch: Get it done, Kaylyn. That teabagging was completely uncalled for.

Zach Davis: Once again I completely agree.

Young K gets up as Kaylyn grabs his head and hits a huge tornado DDT! The crowd pops for the rotation she got on the move. Christopher looks out of it as she pulls him back up. Full nelson is applied as she goes for the KY Bomb but Chris has enough wits about him to put on the breaks. He drops down and flips her overhead as he staggers back up to his feet and kicks her right in the chest with the jumping corkscrew roundhouse.

Zach Davis: Ouch at these moves right now.

Shannan Lerch: I think pervo realized the fun and games are over.

Both wrestlers get back to their feet as Christopher looks at Kaylyn before looking at Ally on the outside still furious with him. Young K musters up his courage and tries to kick Kaylyn in the face but she ducks out of the way and hits the KY Bomb! She covers right after.

One!

Two!!

Three!!!

Kaylyn James Evans rolls off of the teenager before slapping him in the face for what he did this evening.

Shannan Lerch: Kaylyn gets a good win tonight. Thank goodness too. I'm sure a lot of groups would have complained if she lost.

Zach Davis: Lord knows we don't want fem-nazis knocking down the door.

Kaylyn's music plays, as Scott climbs into the ring. He smiles in gonratulations, only for Kay to throw her arms around him, and plant a kiss on his cheek. With a look of anger, he grabs her arm and pulls her off of him.

Shannan Lerch: What the hell is wrong with him?

Zach Davis: I don't know, but Kaylyn looks very confused.

Scott yells at her, before turning, and climbing out of the ring. Kaylyn stands in the ring for a moment, flabbergasted, before chasing after her manager. As they walk up the ramp, she tries to get his attention, but Scott merely walks forward, and ignores her.

Shannan Lerch: Not sure what to make of that.

Zach Davis: A very strange dynamic going on between Scott and Kay, to say the least.

Jay Price/Seth Lerch Segment

WCF owner Seth Lerch is sitting behind his desk in his office. Right now he doesn't look the least bit pleased as he listens to one of the members of the board of directors on speakerphone.

Voice: Furthermore, Mr. Lerch, we find it highly deplorable that you would choose to treat such a highly touted financial adviser with the disrespect that you showed.

Seth Lerch: How do you say "lol" out loud? Like, lull, or el oh el? Either way, that's how I feel about that.

Voice: The fact is, Mr. Lerch, that the board frowns upon the type of spending that you've been doing as of late. Coupled with some of your more recent decisions, we have decided that we need to bring in someone a bit more...aggressive...to help advise you on your spending.

The door of Seth's office is suddenly kicked open and Jay Price strolls in.

Jay Price: Lerchypoo!

Seth is speechless. For about .5 seconds.

Seth Lerch: What the fuck.

Voice: We believe-

Seth Lerch: No way. NO FUCKING WAY. I own this goddamn company and there is no way-

Voice: This isn't a debate or argument, Seth. This is the way it's going to be. Goodbye.

The call ends, leaving Seth and Price alone.

Jay Price: So listen Seth, I've been thinking about your little situation and I have the perfect idea for how to fix everything. What you need to do is just start firing people. In fact, I even have a list.

Price fishes a list from out of the front of his wrestling trunks. He clears his throat and then begins to read.

Jay Price: Logan.

Price then crumples up the piece of paper and tosses it toward Seth, who avoids it like it was the plague.

Jay Price: Yep, that's all you need to do. Just think about all the money you'll be able to save if you sever ties with that hack job.

Seth Lerch: As much as I'd love to fire Logan, I have before. A bunch of times. I've been firing that maniac for ten years, and just like the STDs he surely has, he just keeps coming back. Unfortunately, that seems to ALWAYS happen when I fire people, they just keep coming back!

Price obviously didn't want to hear Seth disagree with his strategy. Suddenly his eyes light up as the smile on his face fades away.

Jay Price: LOOK HERE MOTHER FUCKA! YOU SPENDING TOO MUCH MONEY! YOU NEED TO FIX YOUR SHIT OR IM GOING TO ADVISE MY BOOT RIGHT UP YOUR ASS! NOW YOU FIRE LOGAN AND YOU FIRE HIM NOW!

Jay Price: Whoa, calm down man. There's no need to go around firing people. I'm sure we can find another way to save some money.

Jay Price: THERE IS NO OTHER WAY! WE MUST FIRE LOGAN!

Jay Price: I don't like Logan either, but it can't be the only way.

Jay Price: GROW A SPINE YOU DICKLESS FUCK!

Jay Price: I am not dickless!

Jay Price: SO YOU GET PLENTY OF DICKS?

Jay Price: Okay that's it, tonight I'm doing the killing.

Price's left hand wraps itself around his throat and then pushes back out of Seth's office. Seth can only look on in disbelief.

Seth Lerch: I need a fucking drink.

United States Title Contendership Match
Odin Balfore vs Jay Price vs Oblivion

“With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!

The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..

Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist...

Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.

Crowd: The battle is.. already won!

Odin stares down the entrance way as he waits for his opponents.

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. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage.

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. Then right about the time, everyone's curiosity is at a fever pitch, a Dub step mash up 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
Burning all the gold that held me inside my shell
Waiting for you to pull me back in
I almost had the world in my sight
Lost love, bright eyes fading
Faster than stars falling
How can I tell you that I've failed
Tell you I failed...
Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
Leaving you behind with my lonesome song
NOW I'M LOST IN OBLIVION!!!

Oblivion slowly makes his way down the ramp way. He climbs into the ring. Oblivion takes off its ceremonial robe and folds it neatly and hands it to a member of the ring crew. He and Odin begin a long staredown as Oblivion's music fades out.

"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. Price up to his feet and Odin and Oblivion both look his way.

Zach Davis: My god Shannan this is a sight if I ever saw one. Jay Price, Odin Balfore and Oblivion set to do battle for the right to face Steve Orbit for the United States Title.

Shannan Lerch: These three certainly are some of the most decorated members of WCF right now. A combined 4 World Titles, 2 United States Titles, 6 Hardcore Titles, 3 Tag Titles and 3 Television Titles. And that's not even including the People's Title and Elite Title held by Price or the Internet Title held by Odin.

Zach Davis: This is going to be a showdown for the ages for sure.

The referee does his usual pre-match weapons check and then signals for the bell.

[DING! DING! DING!]

All three men explode from their respective corners and end up in the center of the ring where a flurry of punches are thrown. Half of them don't even make contact but none of the three seem to care as they all appear to want to just knock the head off the others. Senior Referee Harry Johnson doesn't seem to keen on the idea of getting involved as he stands back near the ropes. Odin from out of nowhere with the big right to the face of Price, knocking him on his rear. Oblivion with a forearm to the back of Odin, sending the big man stumbling. Odin recovers, spins around and he and Oblivion begin trading shots.

Zach Davis: And look at these two behemoths going at it!

Price now coming up from behind and he takes Oblivion down with a school boy.

ON-

And Odin quickly breaks up the pin attempt with a boot to the back of Price's head. Odin now pulling Price up to his feet but Price with a rake of the eyes. Price now with a knee to the midsection and he tries for a suplex. But Odin is having none of that as he blocks it and then snaps off a massive suplex of his own. Odin now back up to his feet but Oblivion catches him with a clubbing blow to the back. A second forearm shot to the back and then Oblivion takes Odin down with a massive headbutt.

Shannan Lerch: Did you hear that Zach? That headbutt was sickening!

Oblivion tries for a pin attempt but Price cuts him off with a kick to the back. Price now trying for the pin attempt on Odin.

ON-

And Odin tosses Price off of him with authority. Odin back up to his feet and he goes after Price, who wisely rolls out of the ring. Odin standing at the ropes looking down at Price, who has the gall to flip the Nordic Tank off. Odin lets out a scream of rage and starts to go through the ropes when Oblivion grabs him by the arm and spins him around. Oblivion throws a right hand but Odin blocks it and then knocks Oblivion down with a massive right hand.

Zach Davis: What a punch!

Price, seeing the opportunity arise, hops up onto the apron and then goes to springboard over the top rope with a double axe handle. Odin sees it coming and counters with a forearm to the gut. Price crumples to the mat and Odin goes for the pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

T-

And Price gets the shoulder up! Odin back up to his feet but right there is Oblivion to take him down with a back body drop. Price tries to get up but it's Oblivion with S.T.O.M.P. to keep him down. Oblivion now with the pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

TH-

And Price again gets the shoulder up! Oblivion back up to his feet, pulling Price up with him. Oblivion pulls Price in for a suplex and gets him up but Price slips out and falls on the mat behind him. Price grabs Oblivion from behind and then drops him to the mat with a sleeper slam. Price back up to his feet and he's got all the confidence in the world as he smirks at the booing crowd. Suddenly Odin spins him around and catches him with a big kick to the gut. Price doubles over and Odin pulls him in for the Mark Of Odin. He gets him up but Price starts hitting in the face with a flurry of punches. Odin stumbles backward and Price is able to wiggle free, catching Odin's head on the way down to drive him to the mat with a DDT.

Shannan Lerch: What a counter!

Price back up to his feet and he starts to go for the pin attempt when his other half apparently decides to make an appearance. His right hand slaps him across the face and then grabs his left arm before pulling it toward the corner. Price now climbing up to the top rope as he looks to hit the WTF Maneuver. He leaps off with the moonsault but Odin gets his knees up and Price crashes hard. Price rolls off to the side as both Odin and Oblivion start to make their ways up.

Zach Davis: All three of these guys are starting to show the effects of this war they've been waging.

Odin and Oblivion tie up and begin the fight for control. Oblivion manages to get the better of Odin and sends him into the ropes. Odin comes back and Oblivion tries for the Black Hole but Odin counters with a boot to the face. Price now finally starting to get up after taking those knees to the chest. He's up and doesn't see Odin waiting behind him. Odin spins him around and Price tries from out of nowhere a Downfall but Odin had it scouted and pushes him off. Odin now with a nearly decapitating clothesline that takes Price down.

Shannan Lerch: Oh my god! He nearly took off Price's head!

Odin now screaming out that it's time to end this as he pulls Price back up to his feet. Odin with a big knee to the gut and he pulls Price in. Odin calling for Mark Of Odin and he gets Price up. But from out of nowhere it's Oblivion! Oblivion with a huge spear to the midsection, driving Odin backward to the mat. Price falls chest first onto the top rope and topples over onto the apron. That spear seemed to use up the last little spurt of energy Oblivion had as he collapses to the mat. The referee can do nothing but stand in the the center of the ring and begin the ten count.

Zach Davis: Oh come on... are things going to end like this?

Price summons the last bit of HIS energy to slide back into the ring as Oblivion is struggling up. Price runs at Oblivion and punt kicks him right in the head!

Shannan Lerch: HIT AND RUN! This could be it!

Price collapses onto Oblivion.

ONE.

TWO.

THREE.

Zach Davis: Holy crap, there it is.

Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit wanted competition? Well he's got it. Jay Price is the number one contender!

Zach Davis: Well, number TWO contender, there's still Doc Henry.

The bell sounds as Jay Price rolls out of the ring. Inside of it, Odin Balfore is realizing what happened, looking pissed. Oblivion is holding his head in pain.

Jay Price Segment

Back from commercials, Price is in the backstage area following his match against Oblivion and Balfore, sweat still dripping off of him as he chugs a bottle of water. Seth Lerch suddenly appears in the shot, a smile on his face.

Seth Lerch: Great job, Price. I already can't focus on the Tag Team division because I don't like the number one contenders, now I have to completely ignore the US Title division because I don't like you! Congrats. Best part? I just got off the phone with the Board of Directors and they decided that you're kinda crazy and incompetent after all!

Jay Price: INCOMPETENCE? ARE THOSE FUCKERS CRAZY? IM NOT INCOMPETENT!

Price goes into a rage, knocking over some lights set up for an interview later. As he's doing that, a pair of men dressed in all white appear, a straightjacket in hand. Price finally notices them.

Jay Price: AND WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?

Seth Lerch: Look, say what you want about me... but you, sir, are insane. I don't know why the hell the board decided to-

Jay Price: WELL I HOPE TO FUCKING GOD YOU BROUGHT MORE THAN TWO GUYS.

A dozen more men dressed in all white step out from the shadows, forming a circle around Price. They all move in and manage to tackle Price to the ground as the two men with the straightjacket try to get it on him.

Jay Price: ILL KILL YOU SETH! IM GOING TO GET OUT OF WHATEVER SHITHOLE YOURE SENDING ME TOO AND IM COMING BACK HERE FOR YOU!

The men finally get the jacket on Price and yank him up to his feet. They start to lead him away when the calmer Price shows up.

Jay Price: Hold on just a second. Seth?

Seth Lerch: What is it Price?

Jay Price: I almost forgot, I got you something. It's right there in my bag.

Price motions with his head toward a duffel bag sitting on the ground. Seth cautiously walks over to the bag and unzips it. He reaches in and pulls out an iPad.

Seth Lerch: Wow an iPad! I always wanted one!

Seth smirks and then goes to smash it.

Jay Price: Wait! It's not the iPad. Turn it on and watch the video I had pulled up.

Seth does so and an image of Seth's helicopter can be seen.

Seth Lerch: That...that's my helicopter.

Jay Price: Why don't you hit play.

Cautiously Seth hits the play button. On the screen Seth's helicopter can still be seen when suddenly a tank rolls into the shot.

Seth Lerch: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT TANK DOING?!?!

The barrel of the tank lines up with Seth's helicopter and then fires. The helicopter explodes into pieces of flaming metal. Seth drops the iPad to the ground, shattering the glass. Price begins to laugh as the men lead him away.

Zach Davis: Well... uh.

Shannan Lerch: NOW WHAT WILL THE WINNER OF THE WCF CLASSIC GET!? They WERE going to get a ride in that helicopter!

WCF Classic 2012 Tournament Match
Stuart Slane vs Benjamin Atreyu

Kyle Steel: The following contest is an official WCF Classic Tournament Match!

“Capricco” by Krzysztof Penderecki hits the sound system with a loud hit of drums followed by a sharp harmony of horns and strings. Benjamin Atreyu casually steps out onto the entrance ramp, savoring the scowls of the audience. After breathing in their discontent he descends the ramp to the ring.

Kyle Steel: Hailing from Saint Paul, Minnesota and weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds, self-proclaimed "God Given Greatness" Benjamin Atreyu!

He slides into the ring and jumps to his feet. He walks to the center of the ring, raising his fist in the air, as if announcing his victory was assured before the match even began. The crowd erupts in boos he steps back into his corner.

Zach Davis: Benjamin Atreyu did something few wrestlers have done to get to the second round of the WCF Classic: pin current US Champion Steven Orbit.

Shannan Lerch: It was an impressive win, no doubt, and tonight he faces a very different opponent. A man not as polished in the ring as The Mack, but still has put together a very long winning streak.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Grant Iowa, weighing 270 pounds: “The Scoutmaster”Stuart Slane!

“Follow Me, Boys!” plays as Stu marches out from the back, silently mouthing the lyrics to his theme as he heads down the ramp. He does a circuit around the outside of the ring before climbing the steps and entering. After some last minute old timey calisthenics (Indian twists, deep knee bends, etc) The Scoutmaster goes his corner. He hands his hat and sash off to a WCF stagehand and assumes a fighting position.

Shannan Lerch: Ugh. These guys are such knobs. Is there any way both of them can lose?

Zach Davis: Yes. Two actually: double count out or disqualification.

Shannan Lerch: It was a rhetorical question, stupid.

Slane and Atreyu are patted down by the ref, with both men taking offense at the action’s implication. The bell is rung to start the match. The two lock up. Atreyu gets Slane’s arm into a wristlock. He works the arm a little by spinning, and then transitions it into a sideheadlock. Atreyu uses leverage to fling the larger man to the mat, keeping the headlock on. Slane struggles, eventually prying his foes arms away and countering with a head scissors.

Zach Davis: Looks like the two men are starting off with some chain wrestling.

Shannan Lerch: Which is a nice way to make me care even less about this match.

Atreyu flounders in the head scissors, but gets out of it by kipping up. When Slane gets to his feet, Atreyu catches him in a front facelock, torqueing the neck. He forces Slane to his knees. Scoutmaster is able to twist himself out of the hold, and uses his weight to force the smaller man stomach first to the canvass, putting Atreyu into an ARMBAR! As well.

Shannan Lerch: Who exactly are Slane and Atreyu trying to impress with this? Is Dean Malenko in the crowd tonight?

Zach Davis: I think both men are using this to size up the other’s ability. Its good strategy.

Slane transitions the extended ARMBAR! Into a hammerlock. Then, grabbing Atreyu around the waist, he rolls him onto his shoulders to try for a pin. Before the referee can even begin to count Benjamin rolls out and catches Slane in a keylock. He pulls Slane to his feet. As the bigger man starts to work his arms free Atreyu flings him back to the mat and splashes down onto his midsection. Scoutmaster throws him off bodily and the two get to their feet immediately, staring the other down.

Shannan Lerch: *Yawns*

The two lock up again, with Slane getting the advantage this time, putting Atreyu in a double underhook hold. He pushes “God’s Given Greatness” to his knees, and then applies another armbar. Atreyu wiggles free and gets around behind Slane, putting him into a waistlock. Scoutmaster reverses it and gets a takedown. Transitioning that to a front face chancery, he drags Atreyu up and applies a front face chancery.

Zach Davis: Slane with the advantage once again. Both he and Benjamin Atreyu have shown some impressive grappling skills early on in this match.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, yeah, we get it: they can wrestle. Let’s move on, shall we?

Slane continues the hold, bouncing up and down on his heels to add to the pressure. He knees Atreyu in the stomach and then whips him to the ropes. When the smaller man rebounds he tries for a back body drop, but Atreyu leapfrogs him. He runs the ropes and comes back at Slane with a flying forearm smash. The strike staggers Slane. Atreyu follows up by repeated chops that force Scoutmaster to the ropes. Ignoring the ref’s warning he hammers his opponent with a lethal combination of elbow strikes and uppercuts, but has to back off when Slane ducks between the ropes.

Zach Davis: Some stiff strikes by Benjamin Atreyu there. I can see why Scoutmaster was trying to grapple with him. The man packs a mean punch.

Atreyu waits for Scoutmaster to get away from the ropes. Slane tries for a clothesline, but Atreyu ducks. The two men run hit the ropes at opposite sides and come back. Slane hits a shoulderblock that puts Atreyu down, and then drops an elbow on him. Cover. One! Atreyu kicks out.

Shannan Lerch: It’s going to take more than an elbow drop to pin the former US Champion.

Slane pulls Atreyu up and tries for a bear hug. Atreyu struggles, but frees himself with repeated elbow shots to the top of Scouty’s head. When he’s free he hits an STO backbreaker and then a faceplant! He rolls Slane over for the lateral press. One! Two! Slane gets his arm up. Atreyu stands and kicks at Slane’s back. Wrapping his arms around the bigger man’s waist, he deadlifts and German Suplexes him!

Zach Davis: What a display of strength by Benajmin Atreyu!

The throw takes a lot out of Atreyu, so it is a while before he can crawl over to Slane and hook the leg for the cover. One! Two! Slane gets a shoulder up. Atreyu shakes his head. He flips Scoutmaster onto his stomach, mounts him, and applies the Dragon Clutch.

Shannan Lerch: Atreyu has been focusing on Slane’s back and is now attempting to cash in with the grounded dragon sleeper!

Atreyu wrenches on Slane’s neck and torso. The Scoutmaster screams in pain, but shakes his head when asked to submit. He tries to back his way towards the rope, his legs flailing as he blindly searches for the bottom one. When the ref attention is focused on the possible rope break he misses Slane thumbing Atreyu in the eye. The act makes Atreyu grab at his face, and Slane is able to make one last lunge and get his foot under the ropes.

Zach Davis: Scoutmaster is able to escape the Clutch thanks to the eye poke.

Shannan Lerch: Think it was accidental?

Zach Davis: Could have been, but I doubt it.

Benjamin Atreyu is enraged. He drags Slane away from the rope and drops a knee on the small of his back. He pushes down on the back of Slane’s head and grinds it into the canvass. The ref orders him off. Atreyu turns on the umpire and excoriates him, pointing at his swelling eye as he does. Meanwhile, Slane slowly gets to his feet. Benjamin Atreyu sees this and charges. He pivots and drives his elbow right in Slane’s jaw. The strike drops Scoutmaster like a ton of bricks.

Shannan Lerch: Black Eye Sonata!

Atreyu makes the cover. One! Two! Three!! The referee calls for the bell.

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner: Benjamin Atreyu!!

Benjamin gets up and taunts the crowd. He refuses to have his arm raised by the referee, staring daggers at him when he comes close. Slane, meanwhile, rolls out of the ring and limps to the back.

Zach Davis: What a win for the self-proclaimed “God Given Greatness”.

Shannan Lerch: You’re right there, Zach. Not only Atreyu he moved on to the next round of the WCF Classic, but he has ended the winning streak of the Scoutmaster, a streak that started in July.

Zach Davis: Benjamin Atreyu has once again proven himself to be one of the most skilled competitors in the Wrestling Championship Federation tonight. His plan to save the company by dominating it continues. Whomever he faces next Sunday had better be prepared.

Kaylyn James Evans/Scott Savage Segment

The camera fades in to Scott Savage walking down the hallway. Suddenly, Kalyn James evans runs up behinds him, shouting.

Kaylyn James Evans: What the FUCK was that about?!

Scott Savage: What do you mean?

Kaylyn James Evans: You know damn well what I mean. You can do whatever you want when we're in private, it's not like I could stop you anyway, but you do not treat me like that in front of the fans.

Suddenly Scott grabs both of her arms, and slams her up against the wall. He is silent for a few moments, allowing his glare to say a million words.

Scott Savage: I am your manager. That means you do as I say. If I say to keep it professional while we're in public, you do it. If I say go for the pin, you fucking go for the pin! You got me?

Kaylyn stares at him for a minute, seemingly contemplating her options. Suddenly, she presses her lips to his, kissing him deeply. He loses himself for a minute, enjoying it briefly, before pushing her away. After glaring at her for what seem like an hour, he throws his hands up in frustration, and stomps away. As he does so, Kaylyn sits in the hallway, grinning evilly to herself.

WCF Classic 2012 Tournament Match
Tommy Kain vs Roy Speede

The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.

CAN

YOU

HEAR

ME

NOW!?!

As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.

CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!

The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage. He crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists.

Kyle Steel: Introducing, from Richmond, Virginia, Wrestling Championship Federation's own Silver Lining, he is ROY SPEEEEDE!!

Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm. His palm is facing the crowd. He drops his arm, and begins jogging to ringside, high-fiving fans as he goes, before climbing onto the apron, and then climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. He raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage. He leaps from the turnbuckle into the ring, and is handed a microphone.

Roy Speede: Well now, two weeks ago, I issued a challenge at One to an old rival of mine, Brad Kane, and I can say that after being refused last week, I’m not too happy. But I’ve got good news about that for you guys, I guess you could say it’s... a Silver Lining?

Crowd: SILVER LINING! < CLAP! > < CLAP! > < CLAP-CLAP-CLAP! >

Roy laughs.

Roy Speede: Alright, alright. Anyway, I’ve come up with a way that match is still going to happen, whether Brad Kane likes it or not...

Crowd: ROY!

Crowd: ROY!

Crowd: ROY!

Crowd: ROY!

Roy Speede: Calm down, hold on a second... Listen to this... See, I’m guessing that just like every other time this ‘WCF Classic’ tournament has been held, something of value will be on the line. My guess is that it’ll be a World Title shot at One... If... No, when I win this tournament, I’m going to trade in that World Title shot for the match everyone in this arena is wanting to see... At One, as opposed to Roy Speede challenging for the World Title, it’ll be Roy Speede vs Brad Kane, and whoever I beat in this tournament can have the World Title shot!

Crowd: WHAT!?!

Zach Davis: Wait, what? Did Roy Speede just publicly refuse a World Title shot if he somehow manages to not only get past Tommy Kain tonight, but wins this tournament?

Shannan Lerch: I told you this guy is a crazy son of a bitch, Zach.

Roy Speede: I told you, Brad Kane. I’ll get what I want, one way or another. See you at One!

Bar room hero by The Dropkick Murphys hits! 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!

Zach Davis: Here he is, Tommy Kain. A former Hardcore Champion himself, Kain lost the belt without being beaten one on one for it.

Kain enters the ring.

Zach Davis: And there's the bell, here we go! Lots of bad blood between these two after an internet war of words recently.

Speede goes to tie up, but Kain sidesteps him and hits him with a snap jab to his face, sending him reeling. Kain sends him to the ropes and then hits a Kitchen Sink knee to the stomach as he comes back, causing Speede to double over. Kain starts stomping on him repeatedly.

Shannan Lerch: Speede and Kain both have Hardcore Titles to their names, but this isn't a hardcore match. Speede has been wrestling in a lot of hardcore matches lately, he may be a little off his game outside of that environment.

Kain backs up as Speede starts getting to his feet.. once he's partway up Kain runs at him and hits a Shining Wizard!

Zach Davis: KWI! Kneeing While Intoxicated!

Kain quickly covers Speede, going for the early victory.

One!

Two!

No!, Speede gets his shoulder up.

Zach Davis: Kain probably realized he most likely wouldn't get a victory there but he's making Speede expend energy, which is useful too.

Kain gets up and starts stomping every part of Speede's body, methodically.

Shannan Lerch: That's his Walk of Shame.

And Kain follows it up by running to the ropes and sliding under them. He's on the apron, jumps up, Springboards...

Zach Davis: THE MORNING AFTER!

NO! Speede gets his knees up and Kain crashes right into them! He rolls away, holding his ribs in pain.

Shannan Lerch: All it takes is ONE mistake, and Roy Speede will capitalize.

Speede stumbles up, still hurting, as Kain stumbles up as well. Speede goes for the element of surprise by rolling Kain up with a Schoolboy Pin!

One!

Two!

No!, Kain escapes it. Both men get to their feet and Speede throws a wild Clothesline, Kain ducks it and lifts Speede up with a TKO!

Zach Davis: Partycrasher! Tommy Kain has Roy Speede's number!

Another pin.

One!

Two!

No! Speede kicks out again!

Shannan Lerch: Oorr not.

Kain goes to lift Speede up but the Silver Lining has had enough. He pushes Kain away and then snaps off a big Dropkick, hitting Kain square in the chest. Kain gets back to his feet and Speede kicks him in the gut and hits an Angel's Wings!

Zach Davis: Roy Speede is getting some offense in! Here we go!

The crowd cheers as Speede measures Kain, who is stumbling up once more, dazed... Speede grabs him and executes his Spinning Fisherman Suplex!

Shannan Lerch: FAST FORWARD! THIS IS IT!

This results in a pin!

One!

Two!

Three

Zach Davis: NO! Kain kicks out!

Roy can't believe it!, so close. He lifts Kain up and goes to put him in a Full Nelson.

Shannan Lerch: He's going for the Silver Bullet!

Before he can lock it in, Kain elbows Speede several times in the back of the head, escaping!, Kain spins Speede around and executes his Flip Piledriver!

Zach Davis: HOOSIER HANGOVER!

Kain drops and pins Roy Speede once more!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE

Shannan Lerch: NO! Speede's foot is on the ropes!

Indeed, Speede got his foot on the ropes! Cursing, Kain pulls Speede away from the ropes and then begins picking him up. He puts him in the Double Underhook position.

Zach Davis: Here comes the TommyDriver!

Knowing the end is nigh, Speede summons everything he can to reverse that with a Back Bodydrop!, sending Kain to the mat. Kain gets back up and Speede catches him with his Belly to Belly Backflip Slam!

Shannan Lerch: SPEEDE OF LIGHT!

Speede drops down and pins Kain, hooking his leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: THAT'S IT! Speede gets the win!

Speede stands up, getting his arm raised triumphantly in the air.

Shannan Lerch: What a hard fought matchup by both men! Kain had Speede on the defensive for most of the match, but one mistake lead to Speede's chance at victory. Kain described the tournament as his to lose, but here we are.

Zach Davis: I'd say Seth is probably happy but he's probably mad these two made it this far in the tournament to begin with.

Ninja Segment

Shannan Lerch: We've received word from WCF management that a new superstar is debuting on Slam.

Zach Davis: He's not here, but here's a sneak peek of who he is.

The titantron switches to a video. We see a man in a ninja uniform doing a kata in a shrine.

"I never made love to Toshiro Mifune,
Or had his numchucks in my mouth.
I've never defeated a cruel feudal ruler.
That is why my sword points south.
To hear the words drip from your mouth:
"I would only fuck a Ninja.""

He stops. Then suddenly...

"Well, I. M. Ninja!
He is Ninja!
She is Ninja, too!
I. M. Ninja!
We are Ninja!
And I believe that you are Ninja, too!
Ah-ooh ah-ooh!
Ah-ooh ah-ooh!"

The Ninja is dancing around and doing flashy martial arts moves.

"I am Shaolin, and I'm prowlin' in the trees
Don't make a sound...
Drunken master, fighting faster
Now let's kiss with tongues and freak out (honorably!)
I. M. Ninja!
He is Ninja!
She is Ninja, too!
I. M. Ninja!
We are Ninja!
And I believe that you are Ninja, too!
Ah-ooh ah-ooh!
Ah-ooh ah-ooh!
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-KABOOM!!!"

Then, the captions read: The Ninja. Coming to WCF soon. Then, the titantron fades to black. Everyone is dazed at what happened.

Zach Davis: What...

Shannan Lerch:...the...

Zach Davis:...fuck?

Shannan Lerch: Apparently it's one of our so-called superstars coming to WCF next week.

Zach Davis: I think we should move on to the next match.

Shannan Lerch: Agreed. Where the hell does Seth find these people?

WCF Classic 2012 Tournament Match
Dake Ken vs Henri Ducos

The crowd from Nebraska start stamping their feet on the ground and starting the occasional chant for Henri. There are a decent amount of banners proudly held high by this crowd, but they are clearly thrilled at being able to see the WCF here. As Kyle Steel climbs slowly back into the ring, the crowd begin to cheer loudly once again.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen... I have been informed that the following match is a second round match for WCF Classic 2012. It will involve one of the most talented men in professional wrestling, WCF Hall of famer Dake Ken and the current WCF Television Champion, the undefeated, Henri Ducos.

There are loud cheers at the words 'WCF Classic', but they quickly turn to boos when the wrestler’s names are uttered. Trash begins to fly toward the ring, and Kyle Steel quickly sidesteps a flying beer bottle as he continues with the introductions.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first... The current WCF Television Champion, Henri Ducos!!!

The crowd, in warbly drunken, adrenalized unison, join the announcer’s spiel.

That last syllable, chanted by Henri Ducos’s dark minions and echoed no doubt, by millions upon millions in front of monitors in dens, living rooms, sports bars and less wholesome establishments across the world.

The crowd leans forward.

Then the lights in the arena dim. The Big Screen comes to life with just static. The static seems to zoom back, revealing a television. Parts of the screen slowly lighten up to reveal what appears to be a silhouette.

Skrillex's "Kill Everybody" starts blaring around the arena.

The arena drops into darkness as this weird movie is playing out on the big screen. Suddenly pyros explode in front of the big screen, as the fans literally jump from the shock. The roving arm of the overhead camera picks out people in the crowd. As they realize there on the screen they hold the signs higher. Orange strobes cut around the arena as blue smoke billows from underneath the grating on the ramp way. Henri Ducos appears; then, raising his arms over his head in an age-old gesture of defiance and supremacy with the WCF Television title belt in his hands as phosphorus flames blast in twin columns to the heavens behind him.

Zach Davis: Oh this guy continues to impress me week after week.

Shannan Lerch: But will his streak come to an end with him facing Dake Ken?

Zach Davis: Could be.

He slowly walks towards the ring ignoring the cheers from the crowd. Henri Ducos, dressed in a "Nation of the Bloodless" T-shirt. As he passes a camera he stops and looks directly into the lens. He has the look of an arrogant champion on his face.

He climbs between the ropes and strides to the far side of the ring. Climbing the turnbuckle he lifts his arms up high to the cheers of the crowd. Flash bulbs blink from all around the arena catching this moment in history.

He gets down and looks around he nods his head and stands in the middle of the ring and ignoring the ring announcer and roars as pyros explode behind him.

Zach Davis: He is impressive though.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, Dake Ken!!!!

The lights go dark in the arena as the ominous intro to "Never Dead" by Megadeth beings to play over the PA system.

The crowd stirs with anticipation as the song creeps along. The first set of heavy guitar accents hit and the lights pulse along as a large blue Canadian Maple Leaf appears on the HD screen. The guitars continue to accent as the eerie high pitch frequency in the song begins to intensify and the stage fills with smoke. When the frequency reaches its climax an intense strobe light beings to pulse on stage as a fast barrage of 16th notes ring through the speakers.

Now standing amongst the smoke is the WCF Legend Dake Ken taking in the rising energy from the crowd. As the main riff kicks in a large explosion of blue pyro goes off as Dake breaks from his stoic stance by jumping and throwing his fist forward while letting out a warrior like yell all as the crowd goes crazy. Dake stops for a moment after taking a few steps forward and points into the crowd motioning for them to raise the intensity level with a slightly twisted smirk on his face.

Zach Davis: He’s trying to get the crowd pumped.

Dake makes his way to the ring and quickly runs up the steps. He hops over the top rope and makes his way to the far turnbuckle. Dake climbs to the second rope and points out the sea of fans as he yells that they love him because he is the best. He raises his hands up in the air all the while a smug narcissistic smile on his face.

Both men get into the ring. The referee calls for the bell to start the match. Henri Ducos starts to throw left and right hands at the bigger man but they don't seem to even faze him. Henri Ducos goes for one more right hand but Ken catches his fist and begins to turn it so it puts pressure on his wrist. Henri Ducos tries to flip out of it but Dake catches him with a clothesline.

Zach Davis: Henri Ducos's got to do more than that to beat Dake Ken.

Shannan Lerch: You can say that again.

Dake Ken arrogantly walks around the ring shaking his head and laughing as Henri Ducos slowly scrambles to his feet.

Shannan Lerch: Dake knows that Henri doesn’t have the skills to beat a veteran like him.

Zach Davis: Can we say that? Aren't we supposed to be unbiased?

Henri Ducos jumps up and attempts a drop kick but Dake Ken sidesteps and pushes the kick away. Henri Ducos regains his feet and both men circle each other in the ring. Henri takes Dake over with a Side Headlock, but Ken pushes Henri Ducos off into the ropes. Henri Ducos comes running back at Ken, who avoids Henri Ducos with a Leg Frog. Henri Ducos continues running as he bounces off the far ropes and catches Dake with a Spinning Wheel Kick, but Ken catches his foot, and takes Henri Ducos down with a T-Bone Suplex.

Zach Davis: The Champs got to up his game if he wants to beat the hall of famer.

Henri Ducos seems to be limping a bit, but springs back up as he does, Dake Ken charges in with a Clothesline. Henri Ducos ducks the attempt though and manages to catch Dake with a Drop Kick to the gut, fazing the big man.

Shannan Lerch: YEAH!!!!!

Henri Ducos motions for Dake to come at him.

Shannan Lerch: Oh he’s calling him out.

Dake Ken shakes off the Drop Kick and is right back in Henri's face as they begin exchanging chops. Henri Ducos takes the upper hand forcing Dake back into the ropes. Henri Ducos grabs Ken by the arm and sends him into the ropes. Ken holds onto the ropes as Henri Ducos goes for yet another Drop Kick but landing on the mat. Dake rushes in and goes for a Sharp Shooter. Henri Ducos slowly makes it to the ropes.

Zach Davis: Referee!! Break the hold!!!

Dake releases Henri Ducos, getting up to his feet and takes a moment to catch his breath. Turning back around, Henri Ducos nails Dake Ken with a low blow that takes him down to the mat.

Zach Davis: Oh he’s going to do anything to keep the streak going.

Shannan Lerch: Wouldn’t you?

Henri Ducos gets to his feet and shakes off his pain as he begins stomping away at Ken. The fans cheer Henri Ducos on as he forces the Hall of famer into a corner. Dake retaliates by poking a finger in Henri Ducos's eye.

Shannan Lerch: Referee!!!

Dake rolls out of the ring to recover from the onslaught. Ken reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair.

Zach Davis: What?

Shannan Lerch: He’s watched Henri versus Oblivion last week and knows that he has to beat Henri at his own game.

Zach Davis: But chair?

He turns back towards the ring and receives an unexpected baseball slide into the chair, into his face.

Shannan Lerch: He's busted him open!!!

Zach Davis: That's a nasty gash on his forehead.

Henri Ducos rolls out of the ring and stands above Ken. Dake looks up and spots the chair. He saves himself with a low blow to Henri Ducos. The referee has started to count them both out.

1.....2.......3.......4......

Dake Ken fires some punches at Henri Ducos and then whips him into the ringside steps.

....5........6.........

Dake Ken picks up Henri Ducos and rolls him back into the ring. Arrogantly he walks up the steps and into the rings. He lifts up the groggy Henri Ducos and hits a Snap Suplex upon the Champion. He goes for a pin.

...1.......2, he arrogantly lifts Henri Ducos's shoulders off the mat.

Shannan Lerch: How arrogant can you get?

Zach Davis: It might come back and haunt him in this match!!!

Dake grabs Henri by the hair and pulls him up to his feet, he kicks him in the stomach and puts his head in between his legs and lifts up his body and delivers a huge Power Bomb, but as he is about to slam Henri Ducos down to the mat, Henri Ducos reverses the move with a hurricanrana.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah!!! Let's go Henri Ducos, Let's go Henri Ducos!!!!

Henri Ducos goes up to the top turnbuckle and drops the leg on Ken. He straddles Dake and throws a few lefts and rights. Henri Ducos goes for the pin.

1.....2........2.5 Kick out!!!!

Shannan Lerch: That was a slow count!!!!!

Dake gets to his feet, only to be met by a DDT from Henri. Henri Ducos goes up and signals for a big high risk move, he launches himself through the air. Suddenly Ken rolls out of the way at the last moment. Henri Ducos counters mid-air and lands like a cat on his feet.

Zach Davis: The WCF has amazing superstars like these two!!!!

Shannan Lerch: You said it Zach.

Henri Ducos turns and kicks Dake Ken in the side of the head. Henri Ducos goes for another DDT but Ken kicks him between the legs. Henri Ducos drops to the ground and Dake Ken locks in a figure four leg lock.

Zach Davis: He's got it locked in!!!

Henri Ducos writhes in pain but the fans motivate him to battle it. Dake Ken puts his legs on the ropes for leverage.

Shannan Lerch: He's got his feet on the ropes Referee!!!!!!!

The referee spots Dake Ken's legs upon the ropes and kicks them off of them. Henri Ducos quickly rolls up Dake Ken in a small package and with a handful of tights goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: HOLY CRAP! There it is!

Shannan Lerch: Henri Ducos defeats the WCF Hall of Famer!

Zach Davis: With a handful of tights, but yes, yes he did.

Ducos stands and raises his arm in the air. Dake gets to his feet and tries telling the referee what happened, but it's too late. Ducos grabs his TV Title and begins heading up the ramp.

Shannan Lerch: Welp, Henri Ducos advances in this tournament, and he's STILL undefeated.

Zach Davis: Next week he'll face either Nathan von Liebert or Sarah Twilight.... things aren't going to get any easier for him.

Another Seth Lerch Segment! With Oblivion!

Seth Lerch sits in his office doing Seth Lerch stuff. Noticing the camera he acts busy by typing on the computer and sorting through some files. A knock on the door is heard. Seth ignores it because he’s Seth Lerch and he’s rich and I guess he expects some butler or something to open his door for him. Oh wait, Seth seems to have a butler…in his office. The man, dressed in a suit and tie, opens up Seth’s door for him. Oh look, it’s Oblivion!

Seth’s Butler: Mr. Oblivion, may I take your jacket?

Oblivion: Shut up, bitch!

The commotion causes Seth to look up from his computer.

Seth Lerch: Ah, Oblivion good to see you!

Oblivion: IT can’t just be summoned like some….

Seth Lerch: Whoa, whoa! Hold up on the hostility. You’re going to like why I brought you in today. Did you know that I bought an island last week?

Oblivion doesn’t respond. He could care less.

Seth Lerch: I was thinking earlier about what to do with my island. I could use it as a private sanctuary where I have kinky sex with hot bitches. I could start my own Seth Lerch-centric island country. I’m not going to do any of that though. I’ve decided that I’m going to have my own reality show filmed there. The show is going to feature random people being forced to do things, disgusting and horrifying things, of the Church of Dark Saints choosing. The winner of the show WOULD have gotten a ride with me in my helicopter, but we'll figure something else out now! I’ve already sold the idea to a major network for a good sum of money. This is happening. Are you in?

Oblivion: IT will have fun with that, for sure!

Seth Lerch: Good! You are now a reality television star! You’re free to leave.

Oblivion smiles and then turns and walks out of the room. Seth’s butler closes the door behind him.

Seth Lerch: Uh, butler, when will my dinner be served? Seth Lerch is hungry!

Butler: I can go check on it for you, sir.

Seth Lerch: Please do. Make sure my Filet Mignon is cooked right this time. My digestive system is unable to process anything but the highest of quality food.

Butler: ….right.

The butler opens the door and disappears to the hallway outside. Meanwhile, Seth Lerch continues on doing Seth Lerch stuff in his office. He’s so awesome.

WCF Classic 2012 Tournament Match
Nathan von Liebert vs Sarah Twilight
Special Guest Announcer: Eric Price

Zach Davis: Coming up next is another quarter final match in the WCF Classic, it promises to be a great encounter between Sarah Twilight and Nathan von Liebert. Let’s go up to our ring announcer Kyle Steel!

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and is…

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell begins playing over the speakers and the crowd immediately starts booing loudly.

Zach Davis: What is he doing out here now?

Eric Price starts walking down the ramp with a grin on his face, microphone in hand. He is wearing a full black suit with a burgundy shirt, tie, and a rose on the left side of his sportcoat.

Eric Price: Cut the music! Cut the music!

The song stops playing over the speaker system.

Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

Eric Price: Kyle Steel, get out of my ring! That’s right boy, hit the bricks and let a real professional show you how it’s done!

Zach Davis: Eric Price making his way to the ring, kicking out our ring announcer Kyle Steel. Guess he’s going to do the ring announcing tonight too.

Eric Price: Now ladies and gentlemen, we have a great matchup coming up but before we get to that, we have to discuss something much more important … me! You see, my name is Mr. Eric Price and tonight, it seems we have a World Title match later tonight as our supposed main event; what bothers me is that I’m not in it! Instead, we have Jeff Purse versus … well Synn seemed to bow out of the match so it would be the Paper Champion versus an even bigger joke in Adam Young!

Crowd boos

Eric Price: Exactly! This is supposed to be our main event tonight? No, absolutely not, I refuse that. Therefore, this next match is your main event tonight. I hope you stay for the World Title match because I want you to let Jeff Purse know how you feel about him and that he does not matter. I know for sure that no one cares about Adam Young and the ratings vacuum this will create either. You see Purse, I’m going to prove week after week that you as champion are a detriment to this company and that you are serving no other purpose other than to denigrate our WCF World Championship. The days are ticking down until our encounter because it’s inevitable, the World Title will come to me as it belongs around the waist of greatness in yours truly Mr. Eric Price! Now then, without further ado, let’s introduce the participants of this match!

Crowd cheers.

Eric Price: The following is a contest scheduled for one fall to determine who will advance in the WCF Classic Tournament. Presenting first is a person who personifies what WCF is all about. This is a person who truly understands the psychology of WCF, a person who is giving back to WCF each and every night putting on huge performances and is now back in a big way.

Shannan Lerch: I think I know who he’s talking about.

Eric Price: Folks, quite frankly I would not underestimate this person who gave an amazing performance at Helloween as well as last week. This is my pick to advance in the WCF Classic Tournament, hailing from the Nightmare Realm, ladies and gentlemen please welcome Nathan von Liebert!

The camera pans to the titantron as the crowd begins massively booing when 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!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

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.

Zach Davis: A truly sick individual and now Nathan von Liebert in the ring, this can’t be good.

Eric Price goes to shake his hand as NvL simply looks at him. Price then goes about his business.

Eric Price: Introducing next…

Crowd cheers

Eric Price: Hey SHUT UP! I’m not done.

Crowd boos

Eric Price: Introducing next is someone who can be described as reprehensible, someone who can be described as a whiny, treacherous, crybaby slut. Someone who truly embodies the words coward, wussy, jealous, envy; someone who simply does not know how to fight without resorting to illegal tactics and only knows cheating to win. A truly disgusting piece of garbage that does not belong in this ring and should already be disqualified before this match even starts, ref you can keep an eye on her, people, go ahead and welcome the disdain worthy bitch known as Sarah Twilight.

The lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drum beats. The crowd begins to cheer MASSIVELY as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.

Eric Price makes his way out of the ring and heads toward the announcer’s desk.

Zach Davis: Looks like we have some company here tonight as Eric Price is about to join us. Eric, welcome.

Zach Davis extends his hand to Eric Price as does Shannan Lerch. He simply looks at both of them and sits down putting on his headset.

Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening cheers and soaks them all in. The vibrant redhead confidently swaggers towards the ring and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle in succession, pointing out toward the crowd and smiling. The cheers become even LOUDER.

Eric Price: I don’t get why these people love her so much, she is nothing but a cheating, lying whore!

As the music continues, Sarah rolls outside of the ring and finds a young fan sitting at ringside. She removes her signature "You Don't Matter" tee shirt that she wears over her wrestling attire and gives it to the young fan.

Eric Price: Look at this, pandering to these idiots who don’t deserve anything.

Zach Davis: Unlike you, she actually appreciates our fans.

Eric Price: You have something you want to say to me huh Zach?

She then walks near the announcers desk as she stares down Eric Price who is standing as he was confronting Zach Davis.

Eric Price: What? WHAT?! I’m simply here announcing, you focus on your match! YOU FOCUS ON YOUR MATCH!

Sarah Twilight: You gonna get involved?

Eric Price: I’m simply here as a spectator, get back to the ring and focus on your match!

Sarah Twilight makes her way back into the ring as her music dies down. Nathan von Liebert is ready as well as the bell rings.

Zach Davis: And this match is now underway, Nathan von Liebert versus the young lady who beat you in the middle of that ring last week, Sarah Twilight!

Price is shown at ringside with a look of anger on his face due to this comment.

Eric Price: Why are you bringing up the past?

The match starts as NvL tries to immediately go after Twilight running at her but Twilight ducks it and follows it up with a neckbreaker!

Zach Davis: I was just…

Eric Price: How is that relevant to this match?! Huh, how? This has nothing to do with this match, call the damn match you moron!

Twilight immediately goes for the cover.

1 ..

2 ..

Eric Price: And a kick out! Thank God! Ref, don’t count so fast!

Zach Davis: That was a normal count.

Eric Price: No surprise you’d side with Twilight, you’re probably in her fan club cheering for her to win aren’t you?

Shannan Lerch: I heard he was Mr. Price, sir.

Eric Price: See, I knew it, nothing but a sell out.

Zach Davis: Why don’t we focus on the match?! Twilight went for an early cover in this match up as Nathan von Liebert quickly kicked out. And now Twilight grabbing NvL and bringing him back to a vertical base. Looks like she’s trying to set him up for an inverted DDT.

Eric Price: Shut up and let me take this. She’s attempting to set him up for an inverted DDT but since she’s a woman, NvL turns her around, facing him and nails a vertical suplex! Yes! Come on NvL, beat the hell out of her.

Shannan Lerch: He’s definitely one step closer there.

Eric Price: Twilight down and NvL is feeling it now! He’s stomping all over her, yes, come on! Stomp on her more, more, more! And now, he’s running toward the ropes and yes, leg drop on Twilight! I love every second of it! Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Eric Price: What? WHAT?! Kickout, that ref is not counting fast enough!

Zach Davis: A few seconds ago you were saying he was counting too fast and now he’s not counting fast enough. You’re like a politician, flip flopping constantly.

Shannan Lerch: Zach, I wouldn’t provoke him.

Eric Price: He wants to be an idiot, let him be. Hey Zach, why don’t I flip-flop you into a pancake, I’ll show everyone how to make a star shaped announcer. You’d better take it easy son.

Nathan von Liebert is back up and decides to go to the corner.

Zach Davis: Looks like NvL is headed to the corner, he’s going to try to end this quickly as Twilight seems vulnerable.

Eric Price: Come on NvL, finish her off!

Shannan Lerch: NvL is on the top turnbuckle now and he’s signaling for an elbow drop.

Crowd boos

Zach Davis: He goes for it and oh no, Sarah Twilight moves out of the way and NvL lands on the canvas, high risk and he got nothing for it.

Eric Price: He had her right where he wanted her and he decided to risk it all, a huge mistake!

Twilight is recuperating and quickly rolls to cover NvL and the ref counts.

1 ..

2 ..

Kick out!

Eric Price: Whoa, almost another three count, thank God! Come on NvL, come on!

Zach Davis: And NvL kicked out of that but Twilight seemingly has the advantage here after that missed dropped elbow attempt. And Twilight is going to take full advantage of this as she lifts NvL up a bit and starts punching him right in the face.

Eric Price: Closed fist! That should be an automatic disqualification there, ref do your job damn it!

Zach Davis: The referee admonishing Twilight for using the closed fists. She persists and the ref counting here.

1 ..

2 ..

3 ..

4 ..

Zach Davis: And she stopped just short of the five count, she has to be careful risking a disqualification here could boot her out of the tournament.

Eric Price: Why is this match continuing, she should be disqualified. She’s obviously a dangerous individual and cannot be trusted in the ring.

Zach Davis: The referee admonished her and she almost was disqualified, what more do you want?

Eric Price: I simply want the rules to be enforced.

Shannan Lerch: I understand Mr. Price sir, I do.

Zach Davis: Nevertheless, NvL is down here and Twilight definitely has the upper hand. And now Twilight grabs NvL and places him a neck lock here, applying as much pressure as she can to weaken the larger NvL here.

Eric Price: NO NO NO!!!!

Shannan Lerch: NvL looks like he’s slowly fading here.

Eric Price: Come on, hold on, hold on in this match up damn it! She can’t win!

Zach Davis: The referee doing his job and lifting NvL’s arm to check if he is still in this. The arm drops no, he clenches the fist indicating he is still in this. Yes, and now, he is lifting Twilight slowly trying to break out of this hold.

Eric Price: Come on, YES! Come on do this. You’ve got her and now, he’s lifting her and bam drops her right on her back, a familiar position for her, I’m sure.

Zach Davis: NvL now getting up and stomping on Sarah Twilight repeatedly. Again and again stomping on her really trying to wear her down.

Eric Price: Look at this, it’s confidence! He stops and simply looks at the crowd knowing exactly what he’s done, I love it! And Twilight is worn down, this is great!

NvL simply looks over Twilight’s body as she is currently down.

Zach Davis: And what’s NvL doing now, he’s going to make fun of Twilight by stealing a move from her book and locks in a sharpshooter on Sarah Twilight. Oh my God, Twilight is trying to inch herself closer to the ropes. The referee checking to see if Twilight reaches the ropes or taps out. And what the, where is Price going?

Eric Price quickly gets up out of his chair and steps up to the ring as the referee quickly sees him and admonishes him, telling him to stay out of the matchup. Price and the referee argue as Price stands right outside the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: Twilight inching closer and she reaches the bottom rope but the referee is distracted and busy arguing with Price. NvL is not letting go of the hold doing more and more damage as time goes on.

Zach Davis: Come on ref, turn around!

Price gives it a few more seconds and decides to get off the ropes and points to Twilight who has been clenching the ropes for a few seconds now. The referee tells NvL to let go but NvL refuses. He counts.

1 ..

2 ..

3 ..

4 ..

Zach Davis: And finally NvL lets go of that hold. Price rejoining us here at ringside, what the hell was that?

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Eric Price: What was what? I simply wanted to show my support for Nathan von Liebert, nothing wrong with being a bit enthusiastic.

Zach Davis: Enthusiastic? You were almost in a state of ecstasy seeing Twilight in that hold and you prolonged it by distracting the official.

Eric Price: I must say I have no idea what you’re talking about. I simply was cheering on NvL and making sure the rules were being enforced. I’m an honest man.

Zach Davis: Honest, my ass.

Eric Price: You want to fight with me Zach?

Shannan Lerch: Zach please, calm down, he’s right next to me.

Eric Price: You should be afraid Shannan as should you Zach. These people should learn to be more respectful.

Zach Davis: Nevertheless, has the damage been done to Twilight due to that prolonged sharpshooter?

Shannan Lerch: NvL grabbing Twilight by the legs here but wait, quick rollup by Twilight!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And a kickout.

Eric Price: That was too close.

Zach Davis: NvL none too happy now. With Twilight down here, looks like NvL is going for The Choker. Come on ref, get him off of her!

Eric Price: Keep it going!

1 ..

2 ..

3 ..

4 ..

Eric Price: And he gets off of her, still following the rules as he should. I love this match, I’m telling you, NvL has Twilight right where he wants her. Hang on one second.

Zach Davis: Where is Price going now?

Eric Price gets up from his chair and grabs two steel chairs, he throws one in the ring and then carries the other one. The ref stops him at the ropes as Price carries the steel chair and is attempting to go into the ring with it.

Zach Davis: Price again attempting to interfere in this match. As he threw a chair in the ring and now he is trying to walk into the ring with another chair. NvL picks up the chair in the ring and Twilight is slowly getting up.

Shannan Lerch: Twilight is up and NvL is going to try to use that chair against her but Twilight standing drop kick using the chair as a weapon against NvL. And NvL is down. Twilight quickly disposes of the chair and throws it out of the ring.

Zach Davis: Price still trying to distract the referee but Twilight is calling for him and the referee quickly runs over for the count.

Eric Price: NO NO NO!

1 ..

2 ..

3!

“The Only One” by Evanescence begins to play over the speaker system.

Kyle Steel: The winner of this match, Sarah Twilight!

Zach Davis: And Sarah Twilight picks up the victory. Price tried to interfere and she used that to her advantage in pinning NvL here tonight and she advances in the WCF Classic tournament. Eric Price asking for a microphone here, what’s this?

Eric Price: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!! CUT THE MUSIC!

Shannan Lerch: Price going into the ring as NvL is already leaving and Twilight is trying to celebrate her victory.

Eric Price: Well well Twilight, it seems you managed to advance in the WCF Classic tournament tonight. Using the same cheating tactics you used last week.

Sarah Twilight: You’re the one who threw the chair in, not me!

Eric Price: Cute, blame the man who had nothing to do with the cheating. Well you know what, tonight, I promised you and the world that I would give them a shocking moment. You see, tonight you are going to give me something in front of the world. You’re going to kiss me tonight and what’s more, you’re going to like it!

Sarah Twilight: In your dreams!

Eric Price: No, not in my dreams, in my reality!

Zach Davis: What the hell is Price talking about here? Price trying to force Sarah Twilight to kiss him and she slaps him across the face as she did last week.

Shannan Lerch: And now Price looks downright livid. Twilight tries to run but Price grabs her by her hair pulling on it as hard as he can. Twilight responds in kind however and oh no, a low blow to Eric Price!

Zach Davis: Price in a lot of pain right now. As Twilight tries to run now, Price quickly grabs her by the foot and pulls her fighting the pain now. I can’t believe he really wants to attempt to go through with this.

Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

Shannan Lerch: Price beating on her leg to prevent her from running and what’s he pulling out of his pocket?

Zach Davis: What’s he doing with those handcuffs? He’s pulling Twilight closer to him and putting one of those cuffs on her right hand. Price slowly getting up as he is stomping on Twilight as she is really clawing her way out as best she can but the stomps becoming too much, she just had a match after all.

Shannan Lerch: And now Price overpowering Twilight and cuffing her to the top rope of the ring. He has handcuffed Sarah Twilight to the ring and she has nowhere to go.

Zach Davis: And that sick, sadistic bastard Eric Price now slowly taking his time, grabbing a microphone with a huge sick smile on his face.

Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m about to make an example out of Sarah Twilight here tonight. You see, she decided to cheat to beat me last week and then she followed that up by rejecting me. No one rejects Mr. Eric Price and no one disrespects me! So Sarah, I said I was going to get a kiss from you and by God, that is what I’m going to get.

Zach Davis: He is not going to go through with this. Come on Eric, come on! Price getting closer and Twilight still trying to fight back by attempting to slap him.

Eric Price: You’re a feisty one aren’t you? We’re going to have to do something about that?!

Price quickly starts punching Twilight right in the face as she attempts to kick and fight with one hand to defend herself but is unable to stop him.

Zach Davis: Twilight is helpless at this point, come on, someone has to stop this!

Eric Price: No one can stop this Sarah, not you, not these people, not even your supposed friends in Genesis, no one! Sarah, I hope you enjoy this as much as I will.

Eric Price gets close to Sarah and approaches her and kisses her right on the lips as the crowd boos loudly.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Eric Price: What a lovely kiss, I must admit you’re a good kisser Sarah although I’m better. I hope we do meet again soon and remember, I told you at the beginning of this that I never lose. Until next week.

Zach Davis: Until next week, what’s that sick perverted no good son of a bitch talking about?

Eric Price walks off with a huge smile on his face as the crowd is all over him booing him and throwing trash at him as “You Know My Name” begins to play over the speaker system. He simply walks away with a smile on his face as officials quickly rush to free Sarah Twilight from her predicament.

Shannan Lerch: What did we just witness?

Zach Davis: I … I don’t know. I knew Eric Price was a sick man but how sick, I just don’t know. After what we just saw, I don’t know what he’s capable of, definitely not someone that you would want to cross as who knows what he’s capable of but I know Sarah Twilight and she will not let this go. Let me promise you folks, Eric Price will get his and she will get her vengeance against him.

World Title Match
Adam Young vs Jeff Purse

Zach Davis: We are set and ready for our main event, which has become a singles competition.

Shannan Lerch: Synn was given an opportunity to challenge for the World Championship, but has bowed out of the match, leaving this a one on one encounter between Adam Young, and champion Jeff Purse.

Zach Davis: How will that affect this match? Will it favor Young or Purse? Only time will tell.

Shannan Lerch: We take it to Kyle Steel to get started and find out!

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship!

"Broken Dreams" by Shaman's Harvest starts playing as a single white light hits the entrance.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the challenger....hailing from Abiline, Texas and weighing in at 225 pounds....he is "The Villain" ADAM YOUNG!

Out comes Adam in a black "Villain" t-shirt with a skull with a yellow rose in its mouth and black wrestling tights with red "Villain" on each side. Adam stops half way down and points at a fan in the crowd. Adam grabs the sign the fan has and shows it to the camera, "Time to get Villainous". A vulture flies out of the rafters and lands next to Adam.Adam slides into the ring and the fans begin the "BTJ" chant as he throws his t-shirt into the crowd. The vulture flies up on to the top turnbuckle and The lights fade out and a loud screech echoes threw the arena. The lights come back on and Adam's face is covered in red.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent....from Venice Beach, California and weighing in at 215 pounds....he is the current reigning and defending WCF World Heavyweight Champion....he is "The Future" JEFF PURSE!!!

"Won't Back Down" by Eminem blares on the PA. The bike ramps not in place though, people wondering where Jeff is.

"You can sound the alarm
you can call out your guards
you can fence in your yard
you can pull all the cards
but I won't back down
oh no I wont back down
oh no"

A pyro goes off and up through the stage in Rey Mysterio fashion, Jeff Purse comes flying, belt on his shoulder. Kari comes out from the back as Jeff walks down the aisles, pandering to the crowd. Slapping fives, signing autographs quickly, making his fans happy.

"Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
girl I'm too for real
lose your tooth and nails
try to fight it, try to deny it
stupid you will feel
what I do, I do it well
shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
half a breath left on my death bed
screaming F that yeah super ill"

Upon entering the ring, he throws his hands up in the middle of the ring, corner pyros of red and green shoot out. He takes off his aviator sunglasses and throws them in the audience, and Kari takes his belt. He turns and sits up on the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.

Zach Davis: Here we go folks! The World Heavyweight Championship will be decided right here on Slam!

Our referee calls for the bell and Adam wastes no time as he rushes at Purse with a hard knee lift shot. Purse doubles over after the unexpected blow and Adam backs into the ropes and comes off nailing Jeff with a clothesline. Purse goes down and Adam wastes no time, he starts putting some very hard stomp right to Jeff's face and head. Adam is screaming at him and he just stomps away like a madman. The ref steps in to get Adam to stop, but Young ignores him.

Zach Davis: And look at Adam Young! He heads right out of the gate with an offense that Purse didn't even expect. What a start for Adam Young!

Shannan Lerch: He's going to have to maintain it. Adam Young is a capable fighter, but he's going to have to keep the pressure on if he wants to unseat Jeff Purse here tonight.

Zach Davis: And he can. Like him or hate him, Adam Young has an opportunity here tonight. People tend to dig just a little deeper when the stakes are this high.

Adam yanks Purse up by his head and delivers a hard European uppercut, staggering Purse back into the ropes. Adam moves in, and out of nowhere Jeff rebounds off the ropes with a side kick, catching Adam right in the forehead and Adam falls flat on his back. Purse stumbles back into the ropes and stays there leaning on them, catching his breath. Adam holds his chin as he slowly starts getting to his feet. Jeff lunges at him with a flying forearm, taking Adam back down. Jeff then springboards off the ropes with a moonsault splash, ad covers for the pin. Ref gets into position.

One!

Two!

Thr.....

Adam gets a shoulder up. Jeff grabs Adam by his head and pulls him to his feet, but Adam shoves him off and rushes him with a spear. He starts punching Jeff repeatedly in the face after the spear take down. The crowd boos loudly and Adam finally stops, getting back to his feet. He sends a cheap kick to Jeff's face as he backs away. Jeff holds his face and gets to his knees. Adam comes at him again, but Purse quickly counters into a drop toe hold. Adam goes down face first into the canvas.

Shannan Lerch: I think Jeff Purse is honestly a little surprised here by how hard Adam Young is putting the fight to him. In most minds, this should have been over already.

Zach Davis: Jeff Purse knows he has a target on his back. And whether he is stepping into the ring with Adam Young or Eric Price, he has to be prepared. It would be a mistake if Jeff had overlooked Young.

Shannan Lerch: I don't think he overlooked Young. But I don't think any of us expected Adam to have this much drive.

Zach Davis: It's a world championship opportunity, probably the only one he'll have in a loooooong time. Of course he is going to come at it with everything he has!

Adam gets back to his feet and Purse is right there, he jumps up for a hurricarrana but Adam counters it into a power bomb, sending Purse down hard to the mat. And for the first time, he attempts to pin the champion.

One!

Two!

Thre....

No! Purse kicks out before three.

Zach Davis: And look at that! Adam Young almost a split second away from being our new world champion!

Shannan Lerch: That would be a dark day for the WCF!

Zach Davis: Purse is shocked! He can't believe he almost got upset here.

Shannan Lerch: And what a huge upset it would have been!

Adam shakes his head a bit to regain himself and he looks PISSED. He grabs Jeff by the hair and pulls him to his feet, he sets him into position to end the match going to try for The End, but Jeff with the spin around as he maneuvers out of it and he pulls Adam down into a backslide pin. The referee again gets into position

One!

Two!

Th.....

Adam kicks out after just two and he gets back to his feet, ready to kill. But Purse catches him unexpectedly with a DDT. Adam goes down and Jeff clenches his fists, extending them out to his sides and lets out a yell, the crowd goes WILD. Jeff climbs the turnbuckle and waits for Adam to get back to his feet.

Zach Davis: You know what he's going for here!

But Young dives onto the ropes instead, causing Jeff to crotch himself and fall onto the mat. The crowd boos as Adam Young begins to climb instead.

Zach Davis: Adam Young, going high risk!

Shannan Lerch: Adam Young scales the turnbuckles, looks back over his shoulder and leaps off for the Broken Mirror, but Jeff Purse is playing possum and rolls out of the way. Adam Young crashes hard on the mat. Jeff Purse is in a standing position.

Zach Davis: Wait, what is he doing out here?

The crowd boos as Gravedigger and Keynan Isara walk out from the back and stand on top of the ramp. Jeff Purse turns and glares at Gravedigger who waves.

Shannan Lerch: Is he out here to mess with Jeff Purse?

Zach Davis: Adam Young is his opponent at One in the Legends match. He may be out there for him.

Adam Young is finally back up and Jeff Purse turns and narrowly avoids a clothesline by Adam Young. Jeff Purse snaps off a superkick.

Zach Davis: THE SPOKE! Purse hits it and Adam Young is out cold!

Jeff Purse covers Adam Young, keeping an eye on Gravedigger.

One!

Two!

Three!

Shannan Lerch: Purse wins and retains the world title.

Jeff Purse stands up, is handed his belt and has his hand raised as he continues looking towards Gravedigger who starts clapping slowly with a smirk on his face. Adam Young is coming around and starts pulling himself up with the turnbuckle. There’s a commotion in the crowd and someone can be seen moving through it. Jeff Purse looks over as Skyler Striker jumps the guard rail. Striker slides under the ropes. Adam Young says something to Striker who walks over and kicks him in the gut and hits a Double Arm Sweeping Piledriver.

Zach Davis: Skyler Striker coming out of nowhere and just laid Adam Young out in the center of the ring with the Welcome to Oblivion! Striker, ignoring Jeff Purse who finally climbs out of the ring as he grabs for a microphone. Gravedigger stands on the ramp with an intrigued look on his face.

Skyler Striker: Seth Lerch, get out here right now! You can’t keep me out of a WCF ring. I just laid out Adam Young, Gravedigger’s opponent at One in the Legends match. Get out here right now or I’ll send this guy’s career. That may not be my style, but I’m getting back in the ring and I’m going to be in a match at the One pay-per-view one way or another.

“Master of Puppets” hits and Seth Lerch walks out from the back and stands next to Gravedigger.

Seth Lerch: How dare you come out here and make demands, Striker! Who do you think you are? Yeah you’re a legend, yeah you’re a Hall of Famer, but that doesn’t mean you can come in her---

Seth Lerch is interrupted as Gravedigger leans over and says something in his ear. Seth Lerch’s facial expression changes from one of anger to a satisfying grin. Seth turns to Gravedigger.

Seth Lerch: Are you serious?

Gravedigger nods. Seth Lerch turns back to Skyler Striker.

Seth Lerch: Fine, you know what. Gravedigger’s right, you do deserve a match at One. Since you took out Adam Young, at One there’s going to be a change. In the Legends match it will now be Gravedigger versus Skyler Striker!

The crowd cheers loudly. Seth holds up a finger.

Seth Lerch: But wait! There’s more! Since you want to walk in here with your demands and attack my money makers, I mean wrestlers, I’m going to do you one better. This match between you and ‘Digger will not be just a normal one-on-one match. If you want to step into the ring with Gravedigger, you’re going to go all the way and step into his entire world. At One, this year’s Legends match will be Gravedigger versus Skyler Striker in a No DQ match!

The crowd goes crazy.

Seth Lerch: Striker, I’m going to ENJOY watching as the Epitome of Hardcore destroys you in the ring.

Seth turns to Gravedigger.

Seth Lerch: Break! His! Neck!

“Master of Puppets” hits the speakers as Seth Lerch and Gravedigger both stand at the top of the ramp, grinning down at Skyler Striker in the ring. A look of determination is on Striker’s face. The copyright info flashes up on the screen and the show fades to black.

Table of Contents

Slam Intro

Polar Phantasm Segment

Dr. Rutherford von Newman/Chris Guy vs "The Original Doctor" Harkie/Zro Nova

Synn/Gravedigger Segment

Internet Title Match: Kale Windsor vs Johnny Stylez

Seth Lerch/Sarah Twilight Segment

People's Title Match: Mr. Jack Happy vs FPV

The Legacy vs Reign of Terror vs Prophecy

Tag Team Titles Match: Corey Black vs The Confederate Massacre

Homegrown Players/Seth Lerch Segment

Hunter Valentyne/Apathy vs The Homegrown Players

Kaylyn James Evans Segment

Young K vs Kaylyn James Evans

Jay Price/Seth Lerch Segment

United States Title Contendership Match: Odin Balfore vs Jay Price vs Oblivion

Jay Price Segment

WCF Classic Tournament Match: Stuart Slane vs Benjamin Atreyu

Kaylyn James Evans/Scott Savage Segment

WCF Classic Tournament Match: Tommy Kain vs Roy Speede

Ninja Segment

WCF Classic Tournament Match: Dake Ken vs Henri Ducos

Another Seth Lerch Segment! With Oblivion!

WCF Classic Tournament Match: Nathan von Liebert vs Sarah Twilight

World Title Match: Adam Young vs Synn vs Jeff Purse

 

Of The Week

Wrestler:
Corey Black
Match:
Twilight vs NvL
Roleplay:

 

Champions

World:
Jeff Purse
Hardcore:
Roy Speede
Television:
Henri Ducos
United States:
Steve Orbit
Peoples:
FPV
Internet:
Johnny Stylez
Tag Team:
Confederate Massacre