Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai hits and Slam is on the air!, pyro shoots everywhere and the fans go crazy and the whole shebang. We go to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: Welcome to the show! We're really on the road to One now.
Shannan Lerch: That's right. We have quite a few announced matches now: Jonny Fly versus Seth Lerch, Skyler Striker versus Gravedigger, Brad Kane versus Roy Speede... and following Slam, both FPV versus Nathan von Liebert and Stuart Slane versus Steve Orbit for the US Title were announced.
Zach Davis: We still don't know who Jeff Purse will be facing for the World Title, however - though we certainly know what match we want to see. Maybe that'll be made official tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Jeff, in our main event, we'll see him team with the newest member of Pantheon... Jay Price. I swear, they might as well just get Logan to join them and make it a stable of my ex boyfriends at this rate.
Zach Davis: They're facing The Legacy. We've also got-
Zach is cut off mid sentence as "Crawl" by Kings of Leon hits!
Shannan Lerch: NO! What the hell is this!?
Torture steps out from the back!
Shannan Lerch: What is HE doing here!? Interrupting us like this?!
The fans begin chanting "TOR-TURE! TOR-TURE!" as the former Champion heads to the ring. He's carrying a steel chair with him, though he slaps a few fans' hands along the way regardless.
Zach Davis: Last week we saw Torture come out here and say that he wanted to be in the Hall of Fame... then Seth said no.
Shannan Lerch: Good!, well I don't know what he thinks he's doing now, then!
Torture eventually slides into the ring. Still holding his chair, he grabs a mic from Kyle as his music cuts.
Torture: I'm sure everyone in the back is scrambling around right now, yelling "What is Torture doing with that chair!?" and "Why did Torture interrupt our announcers!?" Am I out here to call out some jobbers and crack this chair across their skull? No. What I'm here to do...
Torture opens up the steel chair and takes a seat right in the middle of the ring.
Torture: Is wait right here until Seth Lerch gets out here and gives the fans what they want and gives me my due... I'm waiting right here until Seth comes out and announces me as a WCF Hall of Fame Inductee!
"HALL OF FAME!" chants begin now and Torture smiles as he sits back in his chair.
Shannan Lerch: Is he serious!? He's taking the show hostage!
Zach Davis: I can't blame him! He should've been in the Hall of Fame by now, in my opinion, and in the opinion of the fans, too.
Seth doesn't come out.
Torture: COME ON, SETH! Me sitting in the ring for two hours doing nothing may end up your highest rated show ever but I doubt you want that!
Finally, Master of Puppets hits. The crowd pops for the confrontation briefly before booing as Seth steps out from the back, mic in hand.
Shannan Lerch: Good. Seth will handle this.
Seth is looking more than a little angry as he begins to speak.
Seth Lerch: Look, Torture, you self centered prick. I don't know if you watched the rest of the show after you left last week, but quite frankly I have bigger problems than you right now, believe it or not! Jonny Fly is trying to take MY company away from me. I've gone a LONG TIME without almost losing my company and I'm not about to ruin that now!
Torture rolls his eyes.
Torture: Well Seth, if you're going to lose WCF, maybe one of your last acts should be doing what the fans want! TORTURE! HALL! OF! FAME!
Seth sighs to himself.
Seth Lerch: My point is, Torture, I don't have time to deal with you right now. I'm not up for a game of cat-and-mouse, feud-with-Torture for the next few weeks. I don't have it in me.
Torture: So... you're going to announce me as the next Hall of Fame inductee, then?
Seth paces back and forth before answering.
Seth Lerch: No.
Torture: Well then-
Seth Lerch: Wait. Let me finish.
Torture raises his eyebrow.
Seth Lerch: If you have one flaw, Torture, it's that you believe your own hype. Which is why I know that you see yourself as a fighter, as a winner. Which is why I know you're going to like my proposal. Last week, I accused you of being a nobody that only got to where you are because of me.
Seth Lerch: So to get in the Hall of Fame, the way I see it, you've gotta prove me wrong.
Torture: Trust me, Seth, I'd love nothing more!
Seth Lerch: I thought you'd say that. So here's my proposal. If you can defeat an opponent of my choosing at One on January 6th... you'll be inducted into the Hall of Fame.
Torture: You've got yourself a deal!
The crowd pops!
Zach Davis: And there you have it! TORTURE IS RETURNING TO THE RING AT ONE!
Shannan Lerch: Great.
Torture: And just who, may I ask, is going to be my opponent? That little bitch of yours Odin Balfore? Oblivion?
Seth Lerch: Not quite. I figure, why not kill two birds with one stone? You're not facing any friend of mine, Torture. At One, you'll be facing.... THIS man.
Seth steps to the side as 4 Words to Choke Upon by Bullet For My Valentine hits.
Zach Davis: OH SHIT!
Shannan Lerch: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
Zach Davis: JAY PRICE! TORTURE VERSUS JAY PRICE AT ONE!
Torture gets up off his steel chair, and even he looks just a little concerned. Jay Price steps out from the back, ignoring Seth completely, staring straight into the ring at Torture.
Shannan Lerch: These two are arch enemies, Zach, they have been for YEARS. I don't know if Jay knew Seth was going to announce him as Torture's opponent, but... this is big.
Zach Davis: Jay Price versus Torture at One.... never thought I'd see the day.
Shannan Lerch: And with Torture's Hall of Fame status on the line, the stakes have never been higher.
Torture picks up his steel chair and dares Price to hit the ring and attack him. Price simply shakes his head, mouthing "not now" as we go to commercials.
Zach Davis: Well fans, we'd really like to take you through the rest of the matches we have tonight. Big showdown between Eric Price and Waylon Cash. We've got Genesis members FPV and Orbit teaming up against Nathan von Liebert and Stuart Slane, two crazypeople.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Price, word on the street is that he's gotten Sarah Twilight banned from the arena tonight!
Zach Davis: The winner of the WCF Classic, banned from being here? Ridiculous, but whatever.
Shannan Lerch: Skyler Striker hits the ring against the one and only Adam Young!
Zach Davis: Gravedigger and Synn team up to face Prophecy, Steeltoe Joe and Tek, and after what happened at the End of the World that's gonna be a blockbuster.
Shannan Lerch: Kale Windsor won a Six Pack Challenge and he goes on to face Henri Ducos for the Television Title.
Zach Davis: We'll see Odin Balfore and Benjamin Atreyu team up against The Misfits, Tommy Kain and Johnny Stylez. Stylez surely won't be in too good of a mood after losing that Internet Title last week.
Shannan Lerch: We'll also see Damien Daye and Harkie facing Chris Guy and Deadly Clown. Harkie and Daye seem to be sworn enemies so I'm not sure if they'll be able to work together but we'll see.
Zach Davis: Speaking of the Internet Title, the new Champion, the Ninja, faces Christopher Kane. The youngest man on the roster would probably be very interested in that belt, I'd guess.
Shannan Lerch: We also have two matches billed as Contendership Rush Tournament matches. Each is a four way match, with the winners facing each other next week. That winner will receive a Title match at One for a Title of Seth's choosing. Could be Internet, Television, or the People's Title, at this rate.
Zach Davis: Okay finally, let's get to the matches!
"Parabola" by Tool hits the PA system and the crowd goes crazy.
Shannan Lerch: Uh... so much for getting to the matches.
The lights go down and the screen begins to read 'Future... Elements... Dynasty...' Four spotlights hit the curtain and then the screen says 'PANTHEON'. First out from the curtain is Jay Price, wearing what appears to be golden armor underneath a golden robe, a golden crown on his head, approximately 77 golden chains around his neck, and just for variety, a diamond encrusted pimp cane in his hand.
Zach Davis: When in the hell did have find time to put THAT on after earlier?
Shannan Lerch: Who knows. I don't think he had been expecting Seth to call him out like that.
The image of the bling’d out Jay Price brings the crowd to their feet in applause. All ladies in the audience find themselves just a little bit…moist.
Shannan Lerch: Did someone just say moist?
Zach Davis: Uh, no. Having problems over there Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: Something about a man wearing 77 golden chains really gets me going. My little friend who lives downstairs seems to be going for a swim.
Zach Davis: It’s at this point in the show, ladies and gentlemen, where we’d tell you that if you have kids near the television, please blindfold them, earmuff them, throw them out the window, anything so that they do not hear or see what goes on during this show. It’s not going to be appropriate.
Following behind Price is Corey Black, dressed in Viking garb and holding a wooden Bo staff. Oh yeah, and he has both Tag-Team title belts wrapped around his waist. Black walks over to Price and jokingly acts like he’s going to hit him in the nuts with the staff. Of course, Price is lined in armor, so…yeah. Next out from the back comes Jonny Fly wearing traditional Fly-esque attire; a full suit that would make Donald Trump blush, custom made dress shoes, and tie. Fly smiles out at the crowd before turning his body to the side and awaiting the entrance of Jeff Purse, the WCF World Champion. Purse walks out with the WCF World Championship belt around his waist as Fly, Price, Black, and the fans claps their hands in respect.
Shannan Lerch: In front of us stands a revived Pantheon team. Their numbers had fallen with the arrest of Jonny Fly, the disappearance of Johnny Reb, and the unfortunate circumstances surrounding The Unstable Elements….
Zach Davis: …but Jonny Fly is back, Jay Price has joined, Corey Black is the Tag-Team champions, and Jeff Purse continues his reign as WCF World Champion. Pantheon’s presence will be felt once again.
Fly leads the Pantheon down the ramp towards the ring, slowly... then, after a few steps, he throws his fist up and one massive jolt of white pyro goes off, echoing through the arena and shaking the stage. The four Pantheon members slide into the ring and Fly takes a microphone to begin.
Jonny Fly: What seems like a long time ago, the man known then as Kid Phantasm reached out to me with the concept for the group that would become Pantheon. That concept was to bring together an all-star team of like-minded wrestlers. Men, and women, who have respect for this industry and strive to create a standard of excellence in the WCF that will last forever.
Fly pauses as the crowd cheers.
Jonny Fly: This, of course, put us in immediate odds with Seth Lerch. Seth is an insufferable human being, who seeks nothing but to profit by using every single member of the WCF roster. Some of these idiots in the back can’t see that, but I can, Jeff Purse can, Corey Black can, and Jay Price can. Pantheon has had a long fight against Seth. Some of our members who have participated in that fight aren’t out here with us today because of that fight.
An ‘Unstable Elements’ cheer begins. Fly pauses again to let it run its course.
Jonny Fly: Soon, it all comes to a close. Power is about to shift. Jay Price will become the WCF’s new Chief Financial Officer. Jeff Purse will become the Director of Communications. Corey Black will become the Chief of Staff, directly overseeing and managing all WCF employees. And I will become the WCF’s new Owner. Pantheon is less than thirty days away from running all operations of this company.
HUGE pop from the crowd. Fly passes the microphone to Jeff Purse.
Shannan Lerch: Soon, Zach, I will finally be able to sleep my way to the top!
Zach Davis: I think they could do better than you, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: HEY!
Jeff Purse: All I want to say, is that as the new WCF Director of Communications I will immediately give Scoutmaster his WCF.com posting privileges back, and reopen his Twitter feed. Just so that he can keep talking about the ‘Gang of Fourteen’…
Fly steps forward and whispers something into Purse’s ear.
Jeff Purse: Sorry, my esteemed colleague has informed me that it’s actually the ‘Gang of Fifteen.’ Anyway, that stuff makes me laugh. I enjoy it, so I’m bringing it back! Furthermore, every time Synn were to say my name, or anything related to WCF for that matter, he will be fined heavily. Nobody wants to hear you talk anymore, Synn. I’m just doing this for the people. Also, please note than any use of the phrase ‘YABAA DABBA’ will get you special consideration when Fly books title matches.
Heavy applause from the crowd. Purse smiles at the reaction, and then passes along the microphone to Jay Price.
Jay Price: Wait for it…Wait for it….Wait for it….I MAKE IT RAIN BITCHES!!
Price reaches into his pockets and pulls out wads of cash and throws it into the air. The bills flutter in the air for a few seconds before falling to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: That brings me back to my days as a stripper!
Zach Davis: You know, I think all of us always kind of figured you as a stripper.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah, that’s why I have sex with everyone. You know that phrase about old habits?
Zach Davis: …just…stop. Please, for all of us.
Jay Price: It appears I’m going to be in control of all of this company’s money pretty soon. I decided to start the spending a little early, how do you guys like my cane? Somewhere Steve Orbit is super jealous, I’m sure. Um, what else? Oh, yeah, the salaries that Seth cut back over the last month will be fully restored. You all are welcome. Also, I’m giving myself a raise. Get the fuck over it.
Price passes the microphone to Corey Black.
Corey Black: I really only have one thing to say. As the Chief of Staff, I want all WCF employees to know that if they get out of hand I will be hitting them in the nuts with my bo staff. So, proceed with caution or your nuts will be jobber killed.
Black goes to hand the microphone back to Fly, but forgets one more thing.
Corey Black: Oh, also, to Shannan Lerch; I’m your boss now, skank. Guess who has to do whatever I tell her to do?
Shannan Lerch: I really do hate him. Who just walks around hitting people in the nuts with a bo staff? It’s ridiculous!
Zach Davis: A little pent up anger there, Shannan?
Shannan Lerch: I don’t want to talk about it.
Black laughs in Shannan’s direction before handing the microphone back to Fly.
Jonny Fly: Pantheon’s rule and my rule over this company are just a few short weeks away. We hold all of the power. Our mission as a group was to save professional wrestling, and that’s just what we’ve done. There is absolutely nothing that Seth Lerch can do to stop me, to stop us. These are the four men that are going to take this company into the future.
Fly brings the microphone down to soak in another prolonged ovation from the crowd. He flashes his trademark smirk, and says one last thing.
Jonny Fly: Also, next week, Jonny Fly returns to the wrestling ring. Have your video cameras ready. Consider it a show-and-tell for One.
Fly tosses the microphone to the ground and the four Pantheon members raise their arms to the crowd, soaking in one last long cheer.
Zach Davis: There you have it folks, Pantheon is back in full-steam and just a few weeks away from controlling the entire WCF. Things are going to get really interesting around here if that comes to fruition, that’s for sure.
Shannan Lerch: Jay Price is wearing a crown. I seriously just noticed that.
Zach Davis: …uh, let’s just move on with the show.
All of a sudden the screen changes to show a hotel room where Kari Kendall is sitting down about to get a drink.
Zach Davis: Well, we just saw the World Champion, Jeff Purse. And here we have a shot of Kari Kendall who was chased down last week by that monster known as Nathan von Liebert. Looks like she’s sitting comfortably in her hotel room.
A door can be heard being knocked down.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell?
Two men in black masks are seen storming in as one of them puts a cloth over Kari’s mouth knocking her unconscious. They are dressed as hotel staff.
Zach Davis: These two, who the hell are these two men? Looks like one has a laundry cart and they are putting her in there. What, what is going on here?
The two men are heard saying “we got her, let’s go.”
Shannan Lerch: We got her, let’s go? What the, kidnapping Kari, again?
Zach Davis: Is this Nathan von Liebert again?!
Kyle Steel: This opening match is the Contendership Rush Tournament. Coming to the ring first, from Jacksonville,FL weighting in at 280lb he is Andy Ohno!
Shannan Lerch: Ohno? What a last name can’t wait to see what he looks like.
Trick Daddy’s B.M.F plays and Andy comes out. As he comes down the ramp pyro goes off. He gets in the ring and runs the ropes.
Zach Davis: This might be his first match here in WCF but he knows a few things about hitting people.
Kyle Steel: Next to the ring, he weighs in at 340 pounds he comes from Juneau, Alaska he is Blizzard!
Unforgivin 2 by Metallica starts playing as the arena turns blue. White and blue pyros go off on the stage as low laying fog fills the entrance ramp Blizzard comes down slapping the hands of fans as he enters the ring he stands on the second turn buckle pointing at the fans then raising his arms as lights come back on.
Shannan Lerch: Blizzard? Hmm as tall and fat as this guy his he should be named abominable snowman.
Zach Davis: I think they did that somewhere I think the name of that guy was The Yeti?
Kyle Steel: The third man in this match he comes from Crystal River, Fl. He is 235 pounds he is The Hardcore Redneck John Thomas!
Zach Davis: He maybe a redneck but he loves his country.
Shannan Lerch: How do you figure that?
Zach Davis: Really?
The Lights cut out in the arena then the opening chords of “Let Your Country Hang Out” blast through the arena as a Rebel Flag lights up the Tron.
I ain't never had a pot to piss in
John Thomas walks out of the ramp wearing a pair of blue jeans, a black tank top, and his black cowboy hat pulled down around his eyes , and with a rebel flag bandana covering his face, along with Vanessa Lee by his side, and his arm around her waist.
Yeah, now let your country hang out
John continues to walk down the ring and climbs in as he takes his hat off and hands it to Vanessa as he gives her a kiss
Kyle Steel: The last man to come to the ring comes all the way from Cleveland, Oh. He weighs in at 221 pounds he is John Gable!
“Things That You Oughta Know” by Chronic Future blasts over the P.A. System. John Gable enters through the current wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, a leather jacket acting as if he was trying not to be noticed. He looks out to the crowd while trying to hide his face. He steps down the ramp as Humphrey Craig followed with a sign reading “future Oscar recipient”. John Gable slides into the ring and rips off his 'disguise'.
Shannan Lerch: MMMMM this guy is so dreamy I saw one of his movies and I just had to pause it so I could look at him.
Zach Davis: Yeah that is not gross at all for me to hear.
The bell rings and the four men look at each other and size each other up. Blizzard starts to run and hits a clothesline on Gable and Gable covers his face. John Thomas goes and locks up with Andy; Andy shows his power by pushing Thomas off him. Andy sees Gable getting up and goes to him and puts him in the turnbuckle and Andy gets on the second rope and is about to start to punch Gable when Blizzard comes over and punches Andy in the back. Thomas runs and lands a dropkick to the back of Blizzard and that makes him do a body avalanche into Gable and pushes Andy out of the ring.
Zach Davis: you see that? I hope Andy is okay that was a long fall.
Shannan Lerch: I will go make sure he is okay.
Gable slides out of the ring, which leaves Thomas and Blizzard going one on one. Blizzard turns and whips Thomas off the ropes and Thomas tries to knock the big man down and it’s like hitting a brick wall. Thomas tries again and the same result. Thomas runs off the ropes and when he gets back to Blizzard he is hit with a big time sidewalk slam. Andy gets back in the ring and Blizzard is near the ropes Andy throws him over the top rope and out of the ring. Andy sees Thomas on the mat he picks him up and sets him up for a powerbomb and lands a sitdown powerbomb. Gable gets back in the ring and runs at Andy and Gable gets a flap jack for his trouble. Thomas and Gable both roll out of ring and Ohno starts to taunt in the ring. Blizzard gets back in the ring and runs at Andy, Andy sees it and hits a earth shattering spinebuster on him. Andy goes for the cover.
Gable makes the save.
Zach Davis: Where did he come from?
Shannan Lerch: From the outside the ring duh, Zach.
Blizzard is on his knees and Gable gets over to him and hits a DDT on him. Andy gets up slowly and Gable grabs him, and hits a Northern Lights Suplex. Thomas comes back in the ring and hits a clothesline on Gable. He goes for the quick pin
Thomas sees Ohno on a knee trying to get up he runs over and hits a shinning wizard on Andy. Blizzard gets up and is standing Thomas looks like he is in trouble. Blizzard and Thomas locks up and Thomas somehow sets up and hits an S.T.O.
Zach Davis: That was amazing to see!
Shannan Lerch: Is Andy okay?
Gable is back up and runs at Thomas, Clotheslining him out of the ring. He then turns as Blizzard runs at him next, Gable tosses him out too, leaving no one but Andy Ohno in the ring. Gable picks Ohno up and hits an Inverted Brainbuster into a Dragon Sleeper!
Zach Davis: CITY LIGHTS!
After a few moments Ohno has no choice and taps out!
Shannan Lerch: Aanddd there you have it!, Gable picks up the victory!
Zach Davis: AND moves on in the tournament.
Gable stands up, getting his arm raised into the air.
"Well, I. M. Ninja!
Shannan Lerch: Oh great! So the segment is still going on? Let's see what ridiculous question he's gonna answer.
The titantron cuts to where The Ninja is, in backstage.
The Ninja: Sandeep, asks, a ninjaa!!!
The screen cuts to the question.
The Ninja: What kind of ninja grub do ninjas eat? Do they have to eat it all if they don't want to?
The screen cuts back to The Ninja.
The Ninja: Well, Sandeep, I suppose nobody has to eat it all if they don't want to. But that's called 'Nicole Ritchie'...
The Ninja gives a deadpanned expression.
The Ninja: ...or 'Africa'. The point is, ninjas are great cooks ladies. I mean, who else could chop things as fine as a ninja? When I get a nice fresh clove of garlic, and I'm shaving it off with my shuriken.
The Ninja gives a look of satisfactory.
The Ninja: Oh, you've never tasted anything so delectable! You think Ray Liotta made good sauce in Goodfellas? You have no idea until you've had 'Ninja Sauce'.
Another satisfied look.
The Ninja: Oh, boy. My Ninja Sauce would make your mother shoot herself in the head. If we could be seen in public, we would have a very successful restaurant. Uh, well one guy tried to open a restaurant, but he killed anyone that came through the door. So, the reviews never really got around.
The Ninja gave a strict look.
The Ninja: But, we have to be very careful about what we eat. I mean, if I'm going into a kill and I had some of Bernie's Burritos, then we have to watch our breath, our V.O, and definitely the fart factor. I mostly dine on the idea of health. That is absorbed into my body through the consciousness of the universe. Or Fat Burger if I'm in a hurry.
The Ninja points at the camera.
The Ninja: Thanks for the question. And I look forward to killing you soon, SANDEEP!
The screen fades to black.
Zach Davis: You might wanna put this in your head, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: Shut up, Zach.
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 is RvN. With what the participants of this match had to say earlier in the week, this one could be relatively personal...
Even If She Falls by Blink-182 starts to blast over over the PA as Miyoko Shiokawa-Reeves appears on the entrance ramp holding a barbed-wire wrapped steel chair with her name on it in Japanese and acompanied by Fergus Callaghan. Miyoko walks down to the ring and when she reaches it she tosses the chair into the ring and climbs up onto the apron and jumps over top rope and does a front roll to the approval of the crowd. She sets the chair up in a corner and awaits the start of the match.
This is Your Life by Dropkick Murphy's starts to blast over the PA as Fergus Callaghan makes his way onto the stage. A combination of green, white and orange lights start to flash in the arena.
Its another November evening
Fergus makes his way down to the ring being showered with cheers. He climbs into the ring and climbs up a turn buckle and removes his shirt and throws it into the crowd. He does a backflip of the turnbuckle as the chorus comes in.
Fight fight you'll never win
Kyle Steel: Now in the ring from Boston, Massachusetts on his way from Dublin, Ireland weighing in at 17.2 Stones, "The Irish Nailbomb" Fergus Callaghan!
Fly from the inside by shinedown plays as Josh Stevens stands with his back to the audiance, he turns around and makes his way down to the ring slowly before sliding under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet and slowly takes off his leather jacket handing it to a ringside assistant.
As the bell sounds, Miyoko and Fergus both run at RvN and begin kicking him! He backs into the corner and they both stomp mudholes down onto the Doctor.
Zach Davis: Rutherford von Newman sure didn't make any friends with his comments about Miyoko earlier.
Shannan Lerch: Miyoko and Fergus are family!, and even though they're opponents in this match, Fergus won't let RvN's disrespect stand.
Miyoko and Fergus pick RvN up and throw him out of the ring. They then turn and get hit with a Standing Dropkick from Josh Stevens, with one of his feet connecting with both of them! Miyoko flies out of the ring, but Fergus steadies himself before he can. Stevens throws Callghan into the ropes and gets ready for a Powerslam as he comes back, but Callghan kicks Stevens in the chest and then drops him with a Neckbreaker.
Zach Davis: This is Fergus Callghan's debut match, as well as Josh Stevens', so it's exciting to see what they're bringing to the table.
Stevens stumbles up and is met with a left and right hook combo from Callghan!, before Callghan throws him to the ropes and then hits a Tiltawhirl Piledriver! Callghan quickly pins Stevens.
No!, Miyoko is back in the ring and breaks it up. Miyoko hits a stiff kick to Callghan's head.
Shannan Lerch: These two know each other SO well, and to do that to someone you're so close to.. ouch!
Miyoko then picks Callghan up and throws him out of the ring. The Hardcore Princess picks Josh Stevens up and then executes a Lifting Neckbreaker Suplex!
Zach Davis: Beautiful move!
Miyoko then puts Stevens into the Miyoko Mutilation!
Shannan Lerch: Miyoko could advance! Is this it?!
No!, RvN is back in the ring now. He breaks it up, kicking Miyoko in the head himself. He then picks her up, grinning at her.
Zach Davis: I... don't like this.
He whispers something into her ear before hitting her with his ADHD Haymaker punch. She reels back into the ropes, then turns, and he executes his Sitout Spinebuster!
Shannan Lerch: Newman hits Miyoko with his Shock Therapy!
Rutherford von Newman pins Miyoko, hooking her leg.
NO! Callghan breaks it up!
Zach Davis: So close!, but Callghan saved her!
Callghan and Miyoko once again double team RvN, grabbing him and hitting a quick Double Suplex! RvN rolls out of the ring afterwards, and Callghan and Miyoko turn, facing each other.
Shannan Lerch: Like we mentioned before, these two are family... but here they go!
Callghan and Miyoko begin brawling! Miyoko hits Fergus with a series of kicks to his leg, followed by a Russian Legsweep attempt; Callghan elbows his way out of it, hitting her with an Uppercut before lifting her up for a Falcon Arrow. Miyoko, however, shifts her weight, landing behind Callghan. She then lifts him up....
Zach Davis: REEVES DRIVER!
Miyoko hits it! She goes to pin him!
Shannan Lerch: This has to be it-
No!, Josh Stevens comes out of nowhere to grab Miyoko and once again throw her out of the ring. He's going to pin Callghan himself.
Zach Davis: And once again here comes RvN!
Rutherford von Newman spins Stevens around and hits him with a Reverse Rock Bottom!
Shannan Lerch: The Session Ender!
RvN pins Stevens.
Zach Davis: And there you have it... Doctor Rutherford von Newman picks up the win.
RvN's "music" hits as he stands up, getting his arm raised.
Shannan Lerch: If he can win next week too, he'll be getting some kind of Title shot at One.. a scary thought.
RvN exits the ring, heading to the back. As he does, another man walks out from the back. He's wearing a black suit and a black mask.
Zach Davis: Uh... what is this?
Shannan Lerch: I can't see his face. Who is this man and what is he doing here?
The man goes up to Josh Stevens, looks down at him, and shakes his head. He then moves onto Miyoko.
Zach Davis: ...This is kinda creepy...
The man bends down, looks at Miyoko... and pulls an envelope out of his pocket. He hands it to Miyoko, who is just beginning to come to. He then heads over to Callghan and does the same thing, looking at him for a few moments before giving him a letter.
Shannan Lerch: What could those letters say?
Zach Davis: Who knows, Shannan. This is strange, to say the least.
Afterwards, the masked man heads to the back, leaving Miyoko and Callghan relatively confused themselves.
Here is one segment for Slam, and it would be good early in the show. FPV should be sending you a 2nd one after our match, but if he doesn't, I could get that in around 8. Hope you enjoy
The fans in Hartford, Connecticut are waiting for Slam to continue after the commercial break, when suddenly a scream erupts over the PA system. Any knowledgeable fan knew what this signaled, and a chorus of boos erupt moments before Nathan von Liebert steps out onto the ramp. He has a mic in hand, but he ignores it as he walks down the ramp. A few, ignorant fans try to slap hands with the man, but they only touch air. Nathan reaches the ring, using the steel steps to climb into the ring. Only when he was in the center of the ring did he address the crowd.
NvL: I stand here, listening to your reactions to my mere presence, and I'm touched. It warms my heart to see there difference a single year can make is a person's life.
Nathan lets that statement sink in as he holds up one, red finger.
NvL: One year people. In two days, Nathan von Liebert will be having his first anniversary with the WCF. And on this anniversary, I will be reminiscing on all the accomplishments I have made in this company. All of you people know them real well, but they seem to be slipping my mind. Care to help me remember?
A few stray boos are heard and Nathan just smirks.
NvL: It seems a few people are already remembering my domination in this company. But that helps me little. No, I need your help. Was I not one of the most dominating television champions of 2012. Was I not the man, a rookie in the business, who finished third in the War match, ahead of former champions and Hall of Famers. Was I not the man who pinned Dake Ken in the Hellimination, surviving to the very end, only to be beaten, not by true wrestling ability, but the numbers game?
The boos increase.
NvL: Was I not the man who branded my name on the ass of Nightmare on live television?
This time, Nathan's words really hit home. The majority of the arena is booing. Most because of his words, but some are booing in advance because they know exactly what Nathan is going to say next.
NvL: Was I not the man who nearly killed the Polar Phantasm in this very ring, instead putting him on the shelf indefinitely, just because I wanted to?
This was the straw that broke the camel's back. It seems like the whole arena is booing Nathan, and he is soaking it in like a sun tanner on the beach. Lifting the mic back to his lips, regardless of how much the fans hate him, they quiet down to hear his next words.
NvL: There is one thing, though, that has slipped my grasp. Not because I am unable to take it, but because it is hidden from me. And that, my people, is the World Championship.
Nathan paces the ring, as if talking to himself, not thousands of WCF fans.
NvL: At the previous One, I defeated four opponents in one night, earning myself a title match against the then current champion Corey Black. That was February, ten months ago. And as most of you people know, I lost that match. Now, unlike what is the normality in this company today, I was never granted a rematch. Shocker right. When Sarah Twilight lost, she was granted a title shot at the very next PPV. Granted, people expected her to lose again, and she did, but she was given a chance that I did not receive. A chance I deserved more than her.
Nathan nods his head, believing the words he is releasing out of the inner mind.
NvL: So, after everything I've done for this company, all the blood sweat and tears I shed for people who despise me, I believe I have a right to complain. A right to express my disgust that my fate opponent for One has already been decided while Jeff Purse sits there, waiting to learn of the person who will end his World Title reign. But not, because of the idiocy of the bookers, Jeff Purse can sit back, a smile on his face, knowing that the most dangerous man he could ever face was already forced into another match. Jeff Purse can take one look at the card and see that he had been spared a loss to the man who deserves his spot most of me. He was spared a Nathan von Liebert asswhooping.
Nathan points at himself, really getting flustered over his predicament.
NvL: No one backstage deserves to be in the Main Event of One more than me. I am the Main Event fixture of this company, and men like FPV are pulling me down to their level. So I stand here, asking. . . no, I'm telling you to change my match. Put me in that Main Event. I don't care who else joins me in this match. Make it a triple threat with Eric Price or Sarah Twilight. Hell, put them both in the match. I don't care how it is done, but allow me to return to my spot on the WCF card. Last year, I earned my World title shot at One. And, after all the favoritism and deceit in the locker room, I do believe that I should be granted my real World Title shot at the upcoming One.
Nathan stares at the ramp, almost as if he is looking backstage, straight into the eyes of Seth Lerch.
NvL: Whoever is listening back there, make it happen. You have a pissed off psychopath on your hands, and he wants the gold he rightfully deserves. Change the match, boss. Change the matc--
Voice: SHUT. YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH. YOU LITTLE SON OF A BITCH!
A voice rings out across the arena, almost as if God himself was talking to the Nathan, when "Professional Griefers" plays on the P.A and the crowd goes APESHIT! Out the curtains comes FPV, clad in his Genesis shirt and leather jacket. He looks absolutely steamed, and cuts his own song off after about 15 seconds to bring the mic to his lips.
FPV: I've had enough. I cannot stand to just sit back and watch you yammer on like you're doing right now. Just...just shut up. If there is anyone in this company entitled to giving up their blood, sweat and tears, then it sure as HELL ain't you! You've done nothing in the WCF but prove just how undeserving you are of pretty much anything. Almost a year ago, when Corey went a jobber killed your ass, you were just a stupid little punk who watched to many Greenfever promos in his little white padded room. Fast forward a year later, and you're STILL that same little punk! I should have come and kicked your ass sooner than I did three weeks ago.
FPV begins walking down the ramp, and instead of ignoring the fans outstretched hands, he is all too happy to give them a couple of slaps without breaking his gaze from Nathan. Nathan is pacing the ring, listening to what FPV is saying.
FPV: Three weeks ago, I couldn't give a shit less about you. I was done with you after Helloween. Yeah, I knew about the shit you pulled with Nightmare, but I knew that Polar was a strong dude, he could handle it himself. And you know what, he did! I was there, do you remember? That headbutt right to your junk? Yeah, that was me, in case you forgot. But you hold grudges for quite a while, don't you Nate? All this because of one fucking rat? Really?!
Frank climbs into the ring, going between the ropes finally staring Nate straight in the eyes.
FPV: I had a pet when I was kid too, Nate. A cute little puppy named Skip. God I loved that dog, he was so energetic and shit, you should've seen him, shit was so cash. Well, one day, we were outside chilling, and his energy got the best of him, and he ran right into oncoming traffic. Flattened like a pancake, poor dude never stood a chance. I cried to my dad asking if we could get another dog, and you know what he told me?
All of a sudden, FPV just lets out a big slap to Nathan's face, sending him down to the floor with a huge red mark on his face. There is a look of pure rage on both men's face.
FPV: HE SAID FOR ME TO QUIT MY BITCHING AND JUST LET IT GO! SO THAT'S WHAT I'M GONNA TELL YOU TONIGHT NATE...quite your bitching...
FPV goes down to Nate, still on the ground, and once again makes eye contact.
Nathan looks up at FPV, before rising to his feet. He reaches for his mic, before straightening up again. One side of his face is red from the powerful slap FPV delivered. Nathan holds the mic to his lips his hand shaking slightly from the cold rage inside the man.
NvL: Any other time, Frankie, I would've retaliated. I mean, I just got bitch slapped by a bitch.
Some boos are heard in the crowd, but one man yells "Oh Shit."
NvL: But Frankie here has given me something to think about. I have to quit my bitching, because it isn't going to help me. So I'm taking your advice. I'm going to quite whining. But I'm not going to let it go; I'm going to do something about it.
Nathan steps up so he is face to face with FPV.
NvL: I don't want to face you, Frankie, because I feel I can be far above a simple match with you. But the bookers aren't going to change it. So I'm going to change it myself, Frankie. I'm going to cancel our match, Frankie, because I'm going to kill you tonight.
Nathan drops the mic, but steps back before Frankie swings at him. He mouths "Not yet", before sliding out of the ring. He walks up the ramp backwards, all the while staring FPV down in the ring.
Zach Davis: A serious exchange between two men set to face each other at One.
Shannan Lerch: But before that, they face each other tonight.
The beginning of "Holding Out for a Hero" by Emery begins to play as people rise to their feet. A few moments pass by as out steps "The Youngest Hero" Christopher Kane. He motions for people to get to their feet if they're not already. Christopher begins to walk to the ring, slapping hands with the many fans who have their hands out over the guard rails. The WCF fans are cheering loudly for Christopher Kane as he hops up onto the ring apron before going to the turnbuckle and heading up to the top buckle. He raises his arms into the air for more noise before jumping into the ring, making a roll and popping back up to his feet. "The Youngest Hero" backs off into a corner and waits for the match to begin.
Zach Davis: Well I will tell you something Shannan, Chris Kane is just about as dangerous as his father, if not more.
Shannan Lerch: Yeah I know…and he is a cutie pie.
Zach Davis:…Illegal Shannan, illegal.
Shannan Lerch: I don’t care.
The arena lights go dark. Stealthkill by Chrysander is blasted through the arena. Suddenly, pyro is blasted on stage. The Ninja is standing on the titantron, hands on hips with a belt. The crowd starts to cheer. He glides down through the rafters. Nearby the ring, he lets go of the buckle and leaps down on the ring. He lands on his feet and gives the crowd an intense stare. He climbs up the turnbuckle and looks at the crowd. He raises his arm. He gets off and performs a kata. Then, he warms up.
Shannan Lerch: Nobody expected The Ninja to come out here and destroy Johnny Stylez for the Internet title, but he did it.
Zach Davis: And now he has an even bigger task in defending it against Chris Kane.
The bell rings as The Ninja and Young K begin circling each other in the ring. Chris mocks hitting the Ninja from the right, and he flinches. Young K mouths ‘two for flinching’ and punches the Ninja twice in the arm. The Ninja, however, doesn’t take to kindly to this kind of behavior. He does a standing back flip, he moves his arms around and his palms face toward Christopher Kane, who looks confused. The Ninja moves his legs in a strange way, shuffling toward Chris, who stands there looking more confused. The Ninja stretches back to swing, but Chris just lets loose a closed right, right to the face of The Ninja. Ninja goes down, and Young K raises his hands in the air.
Zach Davis: He said he was going to punch a ninja in the face…and that’s what he just did.
Shannan Lerch: Moser warns K about using a closed fist…I would let him use a close fist.
Zach Davis: I am sure you would Shannan, I am sure you would.
Now up, leaning on the opposite turnbuckle as Chris, The Ninja moves toward him, one hand raised in the air, fingers wiggling. He is calling for a test of strength. Chris Kane takes him up on his offer, walking to the center of the ring, grabbing Ninja’s outstreached hand. Young K begins to get the upper hand, but this was The Ninja’s plan, He now has enough leverage to flip left of Kane, and throw up kick up behind himself, contacting directly with Kane’s chin. Kane goes down, and The Ninja raises his hands, just as Kane did before.
Shannan Lerch: That was impressive.
Zach Davis: Yeah, getting back at Young K for what he did earlier.
Chris doesn’t stay down long though. He knows that he needs to get the upper hand here. He quickly charges back at the Ninja who jumps Kane, and hits the ropes himself, Kane however runs up the ropes on his side and comes back with a springboard dropkick. The Ninja goes down, and Kane is back up and quick on the attack, dropping both elbows down on The Ninja’s head and back. He does a few stomps, getting back to his feet. Young K picks The Ninja up, then drops him right back down to the mat with a standing dropkick.
Zach Davis: Its like Young K is trying to show The Ninja HIS martial arts skills.
Shannan Lerch: It looks like he is kicking ass, is what he looks like.
Picking The Ninja up again, Chris puts him in the corner, and begins wailing on him. Right left right left right left. The ref pulls Kane off, warning him. Kane pushes the ref aside and runs at The Ninja. However, it was just the right amount of time, as the Nina is able to drop down and fling Kane into the metal of the turnbuckle, shoulder first. Ninja backs up and waits for Kane to pull himself up on the turnbuckle to charge, but Kane thinks fast and tosses Ninja up over his head. Problem was, The Ninja landed perfectly on the turnbuckle, and came down hard when Kane turned around to execute a perfect Shadow Kick.
Shannan Lerch: That is a devastating move. Young K goes flying!
Zach Davis: Yeah he really did. And Ninja with the cover…
Zach Davis: KANE GETS A SHOULDER UP!!
Its true. Kane got his should er up, barely. Ninja smacks the mat and gets back to his feet, going up to the top rope again. He stalks Chris Kane from the turnbuckle. Chris is a bit woozy, that was quite a kick. He takes his time getting up, but eventually pulls himself up on the ropes. He leans up against them, wiping the sweat off his face, and begins walking backwards toward where The Ninja is perched. As soon as Young K turns, The Ninja flies off the tope rope, going for a fist of fury. But this time, Chris Kane is thinking quick, as he shifts his weight and is able to fly in the air himself, hitting The Ninja with a dropkick midair, both men falling to the ground. The Ref begins his count…
Zach Davis: Man, this is a highly physical contest thus far. Both men putting it on the line.
Shannan Lerch: Impressive showing by both guys really.
But at this point, both men are on their feet and circling again in the ring. It seems both have shook off the cobwebs are ready for a new fight. They tie up in the middle, as Chris Kane turns left and nabs Ninja up into a Headlock. The Ninja twists out of it, but quickly kicked The Ninja in the midsection, hit a strong DDT, and covered him.
The Ninja kicks out though. Chris doesn’t take this lightly, lifting up The Ninja and hitting a quick snap suplex. He goes for the cover again.
Ninja kicks out again. Young K stomps a bit and waits in a corner. The Ninja slowly but surely gets up and is in the middle of the ring. Young K gets ready and hits a harsh Jumping Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick.
Shannan Lerch: Devistating for sure. Young K follows it up with a springboard moonsault.
Zach Davis: Here is the pin.
Zach Davis: HE KICKED OUT! THE NINJA KICKED OUT!
The Ninja did not only kick out, but he is now battling the man who almost pinned him. Chis is fighting back, but the Ninja gathers the strength for…
Shannan Lerch: NINJA KNOCKOUT!!
He somehow manged to hit his finisher and drop down and hook the leg.
Zach Davis: KANE REVERSED THE PIN!!!
He did, he put his leg up and trapped The Ninja in his legs, spinning him upward and now had The Ninja rolled up in the schoolboy…
Shannan Lerch: CHRISTOPHER KANE DID IT!!! HE PINNED THE NINJA!!!
Zach Davis: THE NEW INTERNET CHAMPION!!!
Shannan Lerch: I bet Abby will want him back now.
Christopher Kane celebrates in the ring, as the Ninja mysteriously disappears from ringside. I mean, he is a Ninja.
Zach Davis: Well, it's been talked about all week and speculation has run rampant. The 2012 WCF Classic Winner, Sarah Twilight not here with us tonight. It has been confirmed that Eric Price had gotten her banned from the arena. If that wasn't enough, we found out she would have a meeting with the Board of Directors. That meeting took place earlier today.
Shannan Lerch: You have to wonder exactly what Eric Price did to weasel his way into all of this. Price assaulted Twilight a few weeks ago during the WCF Classic Tournament after her victory over Nathan von Liebert. Sarah has since warned Price that she would seek retribution for his actions, but because of her focus on the Classic, Price has had the time to worm his way into legal action. Now the board of directors is involved.
Zach Davis: Well we don't have to wait any longer to get answers because we have the exclusive footage from the meeting that took place earlier. Let's have a look!
Our attention is drawn to the video wall. The time is stamped along with the location of the meeting at the upper left corner of the screen. We can see four individuals seated at a long executive table. Three men and one woman, all dressed business appropriate. Small gold plates are neatly placed in front of them listing their names. Bradley Worthington, Erin Robbins, Harold Nolan and Thadeus Carrington III. They make up the four top executives of the Board of Directors. The other members of the board are not present for this meeting.
WCF Headquarters - Reading, Pennsylvania
The four board members remain patiently at the table when the intercom goes off. A woman's voice can be heard through the speaker. It is obviously the secretary for the office.
"Miss Twilight is here to see you."
She says, in an almost questioning tone. As if she were wondering if this was alright. One of the board members presses the button on the intercom and replies.
Bradley Worthington: Excellent. Send her in.
A few moments go by until finally the door to the executive meeting room opens and the stunning redhead steps inside. She certainly doesn't look very pleased to be here. She'd much rather have been competing at Slam. The expression on her face left no question about that.
Harold Nolan: Our deepest apologies, Miss Twilight. We understand your plans for tonight were quite different. However, we feel it is necessary to address a few...concerns with you.
Sarah folds her arms, unimpressed as she takes a seat, kicking her feet up onto the table. She looks at the corporate execs with a hint of boredom and much disdain.
Erin Robbins: Listen, Sarah. If we all cooperate here we can get this over with quickly.
Sarah Twilight: I'm waiting?!
She exclaims to them with more than just a hint of sarcasm. Again, she was making it clear that she did not want to be here.
Thadeus Carrington III: Alright, Miss Twilight. We won't drag this along. It is very simple. It has been brought to our attention that you have been making some....well rather questionable comments in regards to Eric Price and his possible championship opportunity at One. A decision needs to be rendered if you are ...the best choice to officiate during such a high stakes contest.
Sarah rolls her eyes and shakes her head at them.
Sarah Twilight: You called me here for THAT? Seriously? That little shit was as biased as they come at Helloween and you're worried about my comments?
Erin Robbins: They are a cause for concern. I mean, they certainly sound as though you have your mind made up.
Bradley Worthington: Eric Price World Champion at One, I don't think so. Eric has no chance of leaving One as World Champion. Are these your comments, Miss Twilight?
Harold Nolan: Payback is a....well you know the rest. Tell us, are these things that you have said? Whether via the internet or by mouth?
Sarah removes her feet from the table and looks to each of the board members. She already could tell where this was going. Her patience with the entire thing was wearing thin.
Sarah Twilight: Yeah, I said every word of it. Eric Price is a piece of trash and his actions a few weeks ago warrant a response. I AM going to make his life a living hell. So you can make whatever 'decisions' you want to here today. I honestly don't give a shit. Nothing you say or do will change what is going to happen to Eric Price. He jumped me after a match and no action was taken against him. I make some fucking comments and you all go apeshit?
Thadeus Carrington III: Miss Twilight...the language is unece....
Sarah Twilight: Shut the hell up! I wasn't finished speaking. Now, like I said...Eric Price attacked me after my match with NvL a few weeks ago, and if you think that I am going to ignore that, you're out of your fucking minds!
Bradley Worthington: We understand your frustration. However, as members of the board, we have to take everything into account in order to make the proper decision.
Erin Robbins: This won't take much longer, Sarah. We will make a decision shortly.
Sarah runs her fingers through her gorgeous red hair and obviously looks irritated with all of this. The video footage comes to an end at this time and we take it back to ringside with Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch.
Zach Davis: Things don't appear to be looking well for Sarah Twilight. The board of directors with some serious evidence to consider.
Shannan Lerch: No doubt that it was Eric Price's complaining that resulted in the inquisition there.
Zach Davis: Absolutely. I highly doubt board members follow twitter or the happenings at wcfwrestling.com.
Shannan Lerch: I wish we had more of the footage. But I think we can safely say that Sarah won't be refereeing any of Eric Price's matches anytime soon.
Zach Davis: You can't blame her for being angry though. However, may not have been wise to be so...bluntly honest with the board on how she feels.
Shannan Lerch: I couldn't agree more.
The lights dim through out the arena as alone spot light hits the entrance ramp as “Iron Man” By Black Sabbath begins to play on out from the PA sound system, out walks “The Captain of Imagination” Damien "Est3bAn" Daye from behind the black curtains. Daye can be seen dressed in his royal blue single-t wrestling tights, a star covered red, and yellow blanket can be seen tied around his neck as it can be seen being used as a superhero cape, holding a stuffed teddy bear.
Kyle Steel: Coming to the ring from Salem, Massachusetts, he stands approximately Six foot Three inches and weighs in at Two hundred and thirty six pounds he is “THE CAPTAIN OF IMAGINATION” Damieeeeen "Est3bAAAAn" Dayeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
As the Kyle Steel announces his name two huge turbine engines can be heard kicking on, and can be seen whirling on the sides of the ramp way, firing fog on up to the entrance ramp engulfing Daye. Red, Yellow, Red, and various other lights can be seen flickering on and off throughout the arena as he stands at the top of the entrance ramp as various cheers can be heard as he looks out into the darkness, Donald Grimshaw III can be seen standing by him.
Daye makes his way on down to the ring, slapping the hands of near by fans, Damien also can be seen having his stuffed teddy bear slap the hands of the fans as he gets to the bottom of the ring, once at the bottom of the ring, Damien "Est3bAn" Daye walks around to the steel steps and walks on up them while his manager Donald Grimshaw III follows behind him, though unlike Daye, Grimshaw III exit’s the ring.
Zach Davis: Here is Damien Daye. Not sure how in the world he and Harkie are going to get along here tonight...
For Whom The Bell Tolls plays. The bell tolls twice in the start of the song. 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.
Shannan Lerch: Well, they aren't immediately attacking each other. That's a start.
Chicken Hunting (Slaughterhouse remix) - Insane Clown Posse plays. Deadly Clown comes out and next to him is Ms. Mercedes and next to her is Chris Guy. Ms. Mercedes gets in front of them and starts to walk and they follow her to the ring where Dead clown gets in the ring gets on the turnbuckle and Does his Clown Love Gang Sign he then jumps down and Looks around the ring and Chris shows his abs and tells the crowd he is team is going to win.
Zach Davis: Here we go!
Harkie and Deadly Clown start the match. Harkie and the Clown tie up and Harkie gets the upper hand, hitting Clown with a forearm before following up with a few Knife Edge Chops. Deadly Clown swings wildly and Harkie ducks it before grabbing Clown's throat and Chokeslamming him!
Shannan Lerch: The Original Doctor showing his power! I think he's trying to send a message to Daye.
Indeed, Harkie looks at Daye as he picks up Deadly Clown and throws him to the ropes. Harkie then drops Clown with a Sidewalk Slam.
Zach Davis: You're exactly right. He's just showing off!
Chris Guy goes to get into the ring to help his tag team partner. He runs at Harkie and Dropkicks him, sending Harkie flying into a corner. Harkie stumbles out of the corner and Guy hits him with a Bicycle Kick!
Shannan Lerch: Wow!
Deadly Clown quickly pins Harkie while Chris Guy climbs back onto the apron.
No!, Harkie kicks out.
Zach Davis: Not quite yet! One move couldn't take Harkie down, as beautiful as that move was.
Shannan Lerch: Damien Daye didn't move to help Harkie, either, I noticed.
Deadly Clown begins picking Harkie up but Harkie shoves him away. Clown runs at Harkie but Harkie hits him with a stiff boot to the gut. Harkie then picks him up and hits a Tombstone Piledriver!
Zach Davis: That's his Harkie Driver! You know what's coming next!
Harkie turns and hits Chris Guy, sending him flying to the outside. Deadly Clown has stumbled up, Harkie grabs him and hits the Last Rights!
Shannan Lerch: There it is!
Harkie drops down and pins Deadly Clown, hooking the leg.
Zach Davis: Harkie picks up another victory! So does Damien Daye, without having actually done anything, but a win is a win.
Deadly Clown rolls out of the ring. Damien Daye enters the ring and applauds Harkie, just a little sarcastically. Daye goes up to Kyle and grabs a mic.
Shannan Lerch: What does Damien have to say?
Harkie looks at Daye as he brings the mic to his mouth.
Damien Daye: Congratulations on another win, Harkie. Enjoy wins while you can, because earlier today I went to Seth's office and proposed a match... for One.
Harkie raises his eyebrow.
Damien Daye: You see, you pride yourself on being hardcore. And yeah, you beat me at the End of the World.... but I'm pretty hardcore too, and you didn't beat me in a hardcore match! So at One, that's exactly the kind of match you're going to fight me in!
Zach Davis: Whoa! There you have it, another One match!
Shannan Lerch: Damien Daye versus "The Original Doctor" Harkie in a hardcore match!
Harkie smiles, happy with the match Daye has gotten booked. Daye drops to the mat and rolls out, heading up the ramp.
Our cameras pan back to the office of WCF CEO Seth Lerch. He is currently on the phone with someone and seems to be a little agitated.
Seth Lerch: No! I don't care dammit! Fly isn't doing a damn thing. You get me--wait a second. What the hell do you want?
Seth looks upon from his desk, very annoyed as one of the referees enters Seth's office, a bit nervously.
Referee: I--I'm sorry to disturb you sir. But I don't feel like it is safe for performing my duties. I--I mean after what happened at End of the World.
Seth stands up from his desk, holding the phone down at his side as he angrily questions the referee.
Seth Lerch: What match are you assigned to?
Referee: The main event sir. Pantheon versus the Legacy.
Seth almost loses it now.
Seth Lerch: You're fired! I'll have someone else handle it. Now get the hell out of here!
The no longer employed referee leaves, visibly upset. Seth sits back down after asserting his authority and returns to his phone call.
Seth Lerch: Now where was I? --You know what? Hold that thought. This is MY company, and I am going to do whatever I want. I just had an idea. Hadrian Burke versus Sarah Twilight at One! Something violent, no rules! A Street Fight! Just make it happen! Those two are going to make me a TON of money killing each other--and I don't care! Now, back to the other matter at hand--
We don't get to hear any more of the conversation as the camera feed is cut off and we return back to ringside.
Zach Davis: Whoa! Hadrian Burke versus Sarah Twilight at One!
Shannan Lerch: In a Street Fight! That is DAMN epic!
Zach Davis: No kidding! Forget about the frying pan, that rivalry just got thrown back into the fire thanks to Seth!
Shannan Lerch: Here we go Zach, we got some tag team action coming up.
Zach Davis: Thats right Shannan, we have the misfits in action going up again- Atreyu and Balfore?
Shannan Lerch: Not exactly a team I would have imagined. Maybe my brother figures that with Odins victory and Atreyu's loss to Genesis would counter balance nicely. I'm not really sure what goes through my brothers head but thats the best I can think of.
Zach Davis: Well that'll be an interesting team to say the least, considering that they have dissimilar personalities.
Shannan Lerch: Absolutely. On the other hand, they are going against The Misfits tonight, two guys that ARE friends and who work very well together. Balfore and Atreyu might not think much about The Misfits but experience, team work and compatibility are on their side. It might seem strange but The Misfits actually have the advantage going into this match.
Bar Room Hero by The Dropkick Murphys begins playing and Tommy Kain makes his way down to the ring with a signature dance move, maybe some running man or a little cha cha slide. He looks out to the crowd and sings the chorus of Bar Room Hero with the crowd. Becoming even more excited when he hears OY OY OY!
Zach Davis: Well here is the first half of the Misfits. I'll tell ya, Kains always fun to watch in the ring; he has so much energy.
Shannan Lerch: I know what you mean, Zach. Who doesn't love Dropkick Murphys and GOAT?
~*~ 4:19 ~*~
Shannan Lerch: And the arrogent second half, the counter part of Tommy Kain, and newly former Internet Champion, Johnny Stylez.
Zach Davis: Unfortunately yes but he had one hell of an impressive run with it. Theres another advantage that The Misfits will have tonight, I'm sure that Stylez is very much pissed off about losing his title.
“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: I know the crowds very opinionated about Atreyu and probably very happy that he didn't win the Finals but the man has heart and talent. I gotta give him that much.
Shannan Lerch: He's a self absorbed asshole. Maybe he and Balfore have more in common then I first thought. But tonight, Atreyu's going to be looking to make up for last week.
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 why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why 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 why we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Zach Davis: There hasnt been a man in WCF hated as much for just existing then Odin Balfore. Everyone hates him.
Shannan Lerch: I know I do. He's got a few core fans that just don't quit though.
Zach Davis: And after his win over Waylon Cash, the other half of The Homegrown Playa's, they gotta be feeling good about Odin right now.
In the ring Styles and Kain look at each other, trying to decide who goes first as Atreyu and Balfore do the same. Odin nods to Atreyu, over towards the misfits, giving the Atreyu the go ahead to start the match. Stylez scoffs at the decision and lets Kain handle the opening of them atch.
DING – DING
Zach Davis: And here we go! Atreyu and Kain to start the match.
Atreyu and Kain lock up in the middle of the ring. Both men are of equal size and strength, Atreyu only giving an inch or so on Kain but neither men willing to back down. Finally Atreyu side steps, breaking the collar and elbow tie up and slides behind Kain with a waist lock. Atreyu tries for a German suplex but Kain blocks it. Atreyu tries again to lift Kain but an over but Kain delivers two stiff elbow shots. Atreyu lets go, staggering away abit and holding the side of his head. Kain stays on him with a few wide rights that swing and hit their mark. Atreyu staggers back a few more steps, putting distance between he and Kain. Kain goes for another right hand but Atreyu blocks it and starting battling back with rights of his own.
Shannan Lerch: Now Kain blocks and we have ourselves a good back and forth going on here.
Atreyu gets a bit too worked up with his punches and makes too wide of a right swing which Kain quickly ducks under, letting the momentum turn Atreyu around a bit. Kain takes the advantage while he can and scoops Atreyu up with a quick back body drop. Atreyu lands hard as Kain gets right back up only to fall like a tree onto Atreyu, his face being kissed by Kains fist.
Zach Davis: OWW, Atreyu just took all of Kains two hundred plus pounds all right on top of him and concentrated into that fist.
Kain picks up Atreyu and hits a few elbow smashes before whiping him into the ropes. Kain ducks down for a back body drop which proves to be his undoing as Atreyu snaps him down with a ddt. The force that sent Kain down also sent him sitting back up. Atreyu goes to work on Kain, kneeling down, putting a knee in the square of Kains back and using it to leverage as he forces Kains arms backwards, trying to his his shoulder blades to touch and his arms pop out like chicken bones.
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu, stretching the arms, trying to get them to dislocate and get the submission.
Zach Davis: The fans don't like that though, they're behind their man, listen to the crowd.
Crowd: GOAT.. GOAT... GOAT.....
The ref asks Kain if he wants to quit but Kain screames out a clear “ NOOO..” Atreyu's had enough., breaking the hold and slapping Kain down and charging at Stylez and hitting a flying forearm, knocking him off the apron.
Shannan Lerch: Now Atreyu taunting the crowd, tapping his finger to his temple.
Atreyu turns around as Kain charges and spears him into the Misfits turnbuckle hitting shoulder after shoulder that gets the crowd on their feet and cheering. Atreyu fights back with clubbing blows to Kains back, getting Atreyu the opportunity to throw Kain into the corner and blatantly choke him. The ref see's the choke and starts making the count.
Shannan Lerch: See, this is what I'm talking about, there is no need for this.
Zach Davis: Well he's got till the count of four.
Atreyu suavely lets go, puttin his arms in the air before quickly returning with a hard elbow to the head. Kain falls, slumped on the mat up against the buckle as Atreyu takes the moment to taunt the crowd. Stylez gets back on the apron and makes the blind tag as he steps into the ring. Atreyu turns around and is shocked, not expecting Stylez to be there.
Shannan Lerch: Now here we go!
Stylez and Atreyu charge at each other but stylez win out with a lou thez press and mounted punches.
The crowd erupts as Stylez connects with punch after punch before quickly hopping off Atreyu and looks directly at Odin.
Shannan Lerch: and the double finger salute towards Odin.
Zach Davis: That’s ballsy.
Shannan Lerch: He doesn’t care, look at him.
Zach Davis: Obviously.
Stylez turns around as Atreyu gets up, Stylez goes for a clothesline but Atreyu ducks it...
Zach Davis: Balfores in!
Odin steps over the ropes as Stylez turns back around and immediately jumps at him but Odin tosses him into the corner, raising his right hand and slamming it down on Stylez chest.
Zach Davis: That open palm slap just carries through out the arena.
Styles goes to slump down from the slap but Odin grabs him by the throat, squeezing tight and throwing Stylez clear across the ring. Stylez gets right back up, adrenaline coursing through him. He runs at Balfore and hits a low level drop kick, bucking the big mans knee. Stylez bounces off the adjacent ropes and chop blocks Odins bad knee, sending him to the canvas. Stylez mounts Odin and starts paint brushing him.
Shannan Lerch: Stylez is just bitch slapping Odin.
Zach Davis: Stylez gets off of him and looks to be setting up for G.I.G Shining Wizard.
Stylez sets up...
Zach Davis: Surtr's Revenge! Odin connects with that giant knock out punch and Stylez drops like a sack of bricks.
Shannan Lerch: Kain gets in the ring now to try and save his partner...
Zach Davis: Sit down Kain, it's not your turn yet. Odin with another knock out punch!
Odin picks up Stylez and bull whips him into corner where Atreyu grabs Stylez from behind, choking him, using the ropes as leverage as the ref checks on Kain. Odin starts laying rights and lefts into the body of Johnny Stylez just as Atreyu lets hold of the hold, seeing the ref turn around. Odin tags into Atreyu as he sets Stylez up on his knee like he just hit Ragnarok. Atreyu bounces off the ropes and boots Stylez right in the face.
Shannan Lerch: Atreyu and Balfore are actually using some team work here.
Odin gets back on the apron as Atreyu sets Stylez up for a burning hammer...
Zach Davis: Requiem in D Minor!
Shannan Lerch: And Kains still feeling the effects of that knock out punch from Odin.
Zach Davis: The pin...
Zach Davis: Benjamin Atreyu and Odin Balfore pick up the win
Shannan Lerch: But The Misfits didnt back down and they showed no fear.
Instead of Odin or Atreyu's music playing, Master of Puppets hits.
Zach Davis: What now? Is Seth just going to come out here to congratulate Odin?
Seth Lerch steps out from the back, mic in hand. He applauds Odin and Atreyu before beginning to speak.
Seth Lerch: Now THAT is a Tag Team!
The fans boo.
Seth Lerch: They've just defeated the men that were the official number one contenders. The way I see it, that makes Odin and Atreyu the NEW number one contenders for the Tag Team Titles!
MORE booing! Odin and Atreyu look at each other, as they're not exactly an official team, per se.
Seth Lerch: Now, of course, that brings up the fact that those belts are currently held by one man... Corey Black.
Cheering now!, the fans love Corey.
Seth Lerch: Which, let's be honest: that's some bullshit. Odin, you're my boy and I know that you could beat Corey single handedly. And I know you want this Tag Team Titles reign that I'm offering you. I ALSO know that you don't want that reign by just killing Corey in a handicapped match or something. Which is why I'm proposing this: next week at Slam, bring me the Tag Team Titles so I can officially strip Corey of them and grant you your Titles shot! Have fun with it, big man.
With that, Seth leaves. Odin and Atreyu look at each other once again.
Shannan Lerch: Interesting. If Odin can get the Tag Team Titles back from Corey and return them to Seth, Seth strips Corey and Odin and Atreyu get Tag Team Title shots. For one, I wonder against who. And for two, I wonder what happens if Odin fails?
Zach Davis: Doesn't matter, because I don't see Odin failing. We'll see what happens next week.
Shannan Lerch: Up next, we have what is sure to be a battle and a half! Kale Windsor winning a six pack challenge at End of the World to earn himself another shot at the Television Championship. A shot...at Henri Ducos who can be summed up in one word; scary!
Zach Davis: One loss folks. One loss is the only blemish for a guy who has now been in the company for a few months. He's already the Television Champion, has been dominating week in and week out and shows no signs of slowing down! Kale Windsor is going to have one hell of a time trying to take that belt away from Henri Ducos.
Shannan Lerch: And lately, Ducos has made it clear that having just a single blemish on his record has driven him to become even more dangerous than he already was. I am actually frightened for Kale Windsor here tonight!
Zach Davis: We can't take anything away from Kale Windsor. This is a guy who has been scratching, clawing and fighting his way into the spotlight. He is going to take full advantage of this opportunity. Kale Windsor could put himself back on the map in a HUGE way by unseating Henri Ducos as TV Champ!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and is for the WCF Television Championship!
Huge pop from the crowd.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, the challenger....from Los Angeles, California and weighing in at 235lbs.....he is KALE WINDSOR!
"You're Going Down" by Sick Puppies starts as the lights strobe to the beat. Smoke fills the entrance way just before Kale Windsor appears on the stage as the crowd reacts. Windsor stands at the edge of the rampway bowing his head for a moment before standing in a worship me type of taunting pose as several pyrotechnics go off behind him and he walks down the ramp way towards the ring. Half way down the ramp way, Windsor pauses for a moment before charging the ring and sliding in under the bottom rope. Kale then slithers to the middle of the ring on his stomach before standing to his feet and rushing to one of the post,jumping onto the middle rope as he does a bow and arrow type pose[i.e. Randy Orton] for a moment before hopping down and crossing the ring to the side ropes, where stands with one foot on the bottom rope and the other on the middle rope.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent....
The lights in the arena go out. Skrillex's "Kill Everybody" starts blaring around the arena as pyros explode on the stage.
Kyle Steel: From New Orleans, Louisiana...weighing in at 220 pounds....he is the current reigning and defending WCF Television Champion....HENRI DUCOS!
The curtains part and Henri and his half sister emerge through them. They slowly walk down the ramp way ignoring the boos of the crowd. Henri nods as he goes to climb up the ringsteps and enters the ring, handing his championship over to the ref as he awaits the sound of the bell.
The referee calls for the bell and Ducos and Windsor step up to each other and are face to face. Neither one talks because they both know the time for talking is over with. Windsor catches him with a quick headbutt and Ducos stumbles a bit but then fires back with a huge European upper cut. Windsor laces a chop right across his chest. Ducos returns the favor with a hard chop of his own. Windsor catches him with a quick knee to the midsection and has him against the ropes, he whips the TV champ off and goes to hit with a closeline but Henri comes right at Windsor with a huge shoulder block. Ducos picks up Windsor and goes to smash his face into the turnbuckle, but he blocks it with his foot. Now Windsor instead rams Ducos's skull into the turnbuckle.
Ten times Ducos's face is blasted into the turnbuckle. Windsor now turns him around and mounts the second turnbuckle signaling a follow up with ten punches but Ducos grabs him and nails a massive running powerbomb.
Zach Davis: Folks this match has been everything we thought it would be and more! And we've barely gotten under way!
Shannan Lerch: What a way to start things off! This is going to be a battle and a half!
Ducos hauls Kale up by the hair and starts to choke him on the top rope. Kale swings his head backwards and catches Ducos square in the nose. Then he hooks his head and runs up the turnbuckle and nails a springboard bulldog. Kale clutches the turnbuckles and getting himself into stance looking to end this one early but Ducos quickly rolls to the outside.
Shannan Lerch: The man is always thinking, that’s why he is the Television Champion, and why he will still be champion when this night is over!
Zach Davis: But it doesn't look like he's gotten far enough!
Shannan Lerch: Oh my!
Kale simply pulls himself up onto the turnbuckle and nails a massive moonsault on Ducos which sends him crashing down into the floor on the outside. The crowd goes apeshit as Windsor lifts him up and runs Ducos face first into the ring post. He then drags him over to the announce table and starts to bash his face off of it. Kale then hooks him into a Russian leg sweep. BANG! Right on the concrete floor and Ducos is dazed and out of it. Windsor waits for Ducos to get to his feet and as he does the challenger grabs him for in a front facelock for Final Destiny but Ducos instead back body drops him on to the announce table. Kale hits with a loud THUD, but the table does not collapse.
Zach Davis: And we are seeing a VERY different side of Kale Windsor here tonight! He came prepared, but Ducos is dishing out the punishment as well!
Shannan Lerch: They almost broke the table! Get back in the ring!
Ducos climbs up onto the table with his fallen foe and lifts him up to his feet, but Windsor catches Ducos unexpectedly with a kick to the gut that doubles the champion over. He now grabs Henri into piledriver position. Kale takes a leap into a HUGE stump piledriver off of the table! Ducos just lays there limp as Windsor struggles to lift him and eventually rolls him back into the ring. The ref is giving some leeway because it is a championship encounter, but has started a ten count, which is broken as Ducos is slid into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Windsor is pulling out all of the stops! Instead of putting Ducos through the table, he just crashed him OFF of it!
Zach Davis: We may have had this backwards...Ducos appears to be the one in trouble here tonight. Kale came to fight!
Windsor pulls up on Ducos' ample head of hair and looks him directly in the eyes before kicking him in the gut and nailing a wicked DDT. Kale stands over the back of Ducos and leans down, locking in a camel clutch, wrenching it tightly.
Zach Davis: Kale with the submission! He's got it locked in, will Ducos tap?
Shannan Lerch: Ducos is fighting, but for how long?
Zach Davis: Kale Windsor wants to be the one to put an end to Henri Ducos' reign, but can he actually make him submit?
Shannan Lerch: I don't know, Zach. With the exception of one match, Henri has a nearly perfect record. I don't know if Windsor will be able to make him tap out. He may have a hard enough time gaining a pinfall!
Zach Davis: If Windsor does manage to unseat the Television Champion, it is going to boost his career for sure. Ducos is a beast!
The referee asks Ducos if he wishes to give up. Ducos' eyes narrow as he screams a defiant NO! The crowd is really getting into the matchup now as Ducos slowly begins to rise to his feet with Windsor on his shoulders. He drops back with all of his weight, crashing Kale beneath him and causing the hold to be broken. Both men are down, and it takes a few moments as they each begin to slowly crawl to their feet. The wind being knocked out of Windsor, and the punishment Ducos has endured. They muster their strength and each man slowly gets back to a vertical base. Kale is the first back on the offense as he rushes at the Ducos, only to be caught in his waiting arms for a DEVASTATING spinebuster!!!
Zach Davis: Oh damn! Ducos still having a LOT of fight left in him!
Shannan Lerch: This could be where it gets ugly for Kale. I don't like that look in Ducos' eyes.
Ducos methodically rises back to his feet and bounces back against the ropes, on the short return he drops his knee right across Windsor's face. Ducos kneels down to one knee, grabbing Windsor by the back of the head and he stares at him. He begins yelling at him and shaking his head violently.
Shannan Lerch: What is he saying?
Zach Davis: No idea. If I had to guess, I bet he's telling Kale he has no chance of walking out of here as TV Champ.
Shannan Lerch: I am not so sure anymore. Windsor has been on his A game.
Ducos just unloads on Windsor now, sending multiple vicious fists into his forehead and to the bridge of his nose. Windsor tries to cover up, but he is unable to get any reprieve from the violent assault. Ducos continues to beat Kale with all of the rage that was inside of him, only relenting when he decides to do worse. Ducos hauls Kale back to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Kale is barely able to see as he runs right into Henri Ducos' boot on the return. The challenger is down and out of it. Ducos now in firm control.
Zach Davis: I...I dunno, I think Ducos has lost it! He's a mad man right now!
Shannan Lerch: And Windsor is enduring every minute of it!
Ducos drags Kale to the center of the ring, and drops down for the pinfall. The referee drops into position.
Somehow, Kale manages to get his shoulder up and this only further angers Ducos.
Shannan Lerch: You should have stayed down, Windsor!
Zach Davis: This isn't going to be good.
Ducos again hauls Kale back to his feet, but Kale shoves him off. Ducos stumbles back a few feet and moves right back towards Kale who comes out of nowhere with Final Destiny! Ducos is taken down HARD, but Kale is also down because of what he had endured. The crowd is going crazy, chanting BOTH men on for this classic of a match.
Zach Davis: Oh my Gosh! He nailed it!
Shannan Lerch: Windsor just has to crawl over and make the cover!!!
Kale does manage to muster enough strength to crawl for the cover, and he drapes his arm over Ducos. The referee again drops down to make the count.
Zach Davis: Wait NO!!!
Shannan Lerch: He kicked out! He kicked out! YES!!!!
Zach Davis:That is AMAZING!!! I can't believe it!
Kale is STUNNED that it wasn't enough to put Ducos down. Windsor snarls at the ref for a slow count. But it was clear the count was clean and was only two and a half. Kale runs his hands through his hair and lets out a loud sigh of frustration. He rises to one knee and then reaches down and grabs hold of Ducos, pulling him up as both men begin to their feet. As they both become vertical however, Ducos seems to get a new breath of air as he throws Windsor's arms away from him and begins to fire off hard fists at the challenger. Kale answers back with some shots of his own and the two are back to an all out brawl once again.
Shannan Lerch: This is so intense! This match has delivered!
Zach Davis: These two are giving us top quality competition.
Shannan Lerch: I'm on the edge of my seat, I have to admit it. Kale is impressing me, Ducos is impressing me! I mean...I want Ducos, but at the same time...I don't want this match to end!
The two men just continue to brawl, with neither gaining a distinct advantage. The crowd is eating it up. They are all on their feet, stomping, screaming, cheering and coming alive with excitement for these two athletes. Windsor catches Ducos with a well placed shot that rattles the champion. He is quick to capitalize as he rushes Ducos for a clothesline. However, the champ ducks it and spins Windsor around. The challenger is hooked up and dropped with...The Ascent! And Kale Windsor is down and out! Ducos drops down for the cover. Referee in position.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner and STILL the WCF Television Champion, HENRI DUCOS!
Zach Davis: Wow! Just like that! That was about as fast as a bolt of lightning! Both men were neck and neck, neither giving an inch and all it took was that one mistake at the end and Ducos remains the Television champion!
Shannan Lerch: Kale Windsor gave it damn near everything he had and then some! He was VERY close to walking out of here with Championship gold. In the end, Henri Ducos continues this streak of domination that seems to have gotten even stronger lately!
Zach Davis: Well folks, we are trying to get updates on the Kari Kendall situation as no one knows where she is or who those two men were. A lot of finger pointing tonight as no one has claimed to be behind this thus far.
The backstage area is shown as a frantic Jeff Purse is walking around completely livid. He’s screaming Kari’s name looking for her as he notices Eric Price on his cell phone. He quickly runs up to him.
Eric Price (on the phone): Yeah, I’ll call you back.
Jeff Purse: You have her don’t you? Tell me where she is!
Eric Price: What are you talking about?
Jeff Purse: You know what I’m talking about, where is she?
Eric Price: Easy, where is who? I have no idea what you’re talking about, I just got to the arena a few minutes ago.
Jeff Purse: Kari was kidnapped earlier today at my hotel.
Eric Price: What?! Who got her? Do you know?
Jeff Purse: No, no one knows who got her or where she is. But I have a feeling you have something to do with this.
Eric Price: I swear to God that I have nothing to do with this. I didn’t even know about this until you told me. What the … ?
Both men look at a TV that starts rolling footage of a car driving in the area. A shot inside the car is then show with Kari trapped as the car stops and a mysterious voice is heard talking.
Mysterious Voice: Jeff Purse, I have what you want. Give me what I want and you can have her back.
Jeff Purse: What he wants, what is he talking about?
Eric Price: Calm down, he’s just playing mind games with you, calm down.
Mysterious Voice: More instructions to follow.
The footage disappears off the screen
Eric Price: Listen, if you want I can put resources on this to get her back.
Jeff Purse: Why would you help me?
Eric Price: It’s not about helping you, it’s about doing the right thing and your fiancé being kidnapped is not right. I am simply offering my services as a courtesy. You don’t have to take them if you don’t want to.
Jeff Purse: No no, it’s not that I don’t appreciate it. I just thought you were behind it.
Eric Price: Look, as a show of good faith, I will put my people on this and see if we can track her down.
Jeff Purse: Let me know if you find anything out.
Eric Price: Oh absolutely, I will.
Jeff Purse walks away as Eric gets on his cell phone.
Zach Davis: What is going on here?
Shannan Lerch: Beats me, we’ll find out later tonight though.
We come back from Slam with a look back at End Of The World when Darkseid jumped Tek after he won the People's Title.
Gravedigger and Synn run down the ramp and slide into the ring. FPV looks ready to fight them off, but they ignore him and jump Tek instead. Gravedigger kicks Tek in the gut and lifts him up and hits Dark Retribution along with Synn, laying Tek out in the center of the ring. The crowd pops as Steeltoe Joe runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, but Gravedigger and Synn have already bailed out of the ring and they escape through the crowd.
The replay ends and we cut to the ring. "Hero/Papercut" by Skillet vs Linkin Park hits and a Cross is lowered on stage and on the bottom of are three holes from a distance when a close up happens the holes make the bottom of the cross look like Tek's mask and smoke comes out of the mouth, and STJ and Tek come out and make there way to the ring.
Zach Davis: Tek and Joe look like they are as focused as ever.
Shannan Lerch: And rightfully so. Two weeks in a row Darkseid has jumped them from behind. And now enough is enough.
"When Worlds Collide" by Powerman 5000 heralds the arrival of Darkseid, the fans erupt in a mixture of cheers and boos, the lights slowly dim as a visual assault of red, black and purple laser lights flash all over the arena. A wall of pyros shoot upwards from the stage seemingly hiding the top of the entrance.
When the pyros fade, Gravedigger and Synn walk out like phantoms from behind the dissipating cloud of smoke. Once at ringside they walk to opposite sides as they play mind games forcing their opponents to divide their attention. Synn then lifts up his steel reinforced guitar, Sherri, shooting out mist from his lips, hurling forth a massive fireball over the ring to the crowds delight. Synn then enters taking one corner of the ring, as Gravedigger slides in standing in the opposite corner, each crouching in their corners in a symbolic hunters stalking their pray, playing mind games with their opponents.
Zach Davis: And Gravedigger and Synn seem to be really clicking as a team. I had my doubts at times, I'll admit it, but now I'm starting to think a Tag Titles run could happen one day.
Shannan Lerch: I hate agreeing with you usually, but Darkseid does seem like a formidable team that could have a lot of success here in WCF.
The referee signals for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Both teams start to decide who is going to start this match when suddenly "4 Words To Choke Upon" hits the speakers. Big pop from the crowd as Jay Price strolls out from the back, dressed smartly in a black three piece suit, holding a glass of wine and a bag of popcorn.
Shannan Lerch: Jay Price? What is he doing out here?
Zach Davis: Well there were rumors of a recent back and forth between Price and Synn on Twitter. They apparently had quite an argument and Price told Synn that he'd be at ringside for this match. I had assumed that he was joking but I guess I was wrong.
Synn walks over to the ropes and stares down Price as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, occasionally popping a few kernels of corn into his mouth. Gravedigger comes over and talks to Synn, trying to get his head back in the match. Price smirks and then heads over to the announce table as Gravedigger gets Synn back to their corner. Price stops in front of the announce table and waits for a chair to be brought over. Someone brings over a metal folding chair and Price points for Zach to switch with him. Zach obliges and Price takes over the comfy office chair beside Shannan as she looks away with disgust. Back in the ring it's going to be Synn and Joe starting things off. The two go for the traditional tie-up and it's Joe gaining the edge as he puts Synn in a side headlock. Synn quick to fight back as he pushes Joe off and into the ropes, but Joe bounces right off of them and knocks Synn to the mat with a shoulder block. Price finally gets a headset and he joins in on the commentary.
Zach Davis: So Jay what exactly brought you out here for this match.
Jay Price: Shut up Zach.
Synn pops right back up to his feet and both men again lock up. This time neither gets the edge as they begin pushing each other back and forth as they fight for control. They end up with Synn being backed up into the corner and the referee forces Joe to back off. Joe does so and Synn comes right out of the corner with a knee to the stomach. Joe doubles over and Synn now with forearm shots to the back that take Joe to his hands and knees.
Jay Price: Really? Way to go for the imaginative offense.
Zach Davis: Yeah! You tell him Jay.
Jay Price: Again, shut up Zach.
Synn quickly makes the tag to Gravedigger who enters the ring and joins in on the double team on Joe. They both stomp down on Joe, keeping him down on the mat. The referee finally gets Synn out of the ring as Gravedigger drops the elbow across the back and then rolls Joe over for a quick pin attempt.
And Joe quickly kicks out.
Jay Price: Yeah, pin the guy after an elbow drop. He should totally stay down for a three count.
Zach Davis: Worked back in the 80's.
Jay Price: Shannan how do you keep from slapping this guy silly?
Shannan Lerch: I'm asking myself the same question about you.
Jay Price: I see someone's still a bit upset after I gave her a Dirty Sanchez.
Gravedigger now pulling Joe up to his feet and he sends him into the ropes. Joe comes back and Gravedigger goes for a clothesline but Joe ducks it. Joe hits the ropes on the other side and comes back looking for a shoulder block. He hits it and Gravedigger stumbles but stays up on his feet. Joe goes for another but Gravedigger sidesteps and takes him down with a drop toe hold. Gravedigger now dropping down on top of Joe and he begins pummeling him with blows to the back of the head.
Jay Price: Am I the only one wishing I had pillow and blanket right about now?
Shannan Lerch: You do realize that when Gravedigger and Synn hear about what you're saying on commentary they're going to want to kill you.
Jay Price: Oh no, maybe I should finally start watching what I say. Just do your best at commenting on the action.
Shannan Lerch: Excuse me? Do my best?
Jay Price: Well yeah. I mean you're sitting down.
Shannan Lerch: What does that have to do with my commentating?
Jay Price: Everyone knows you do your best work on your back.
Zach Davis: Zing!
Shannan gets up and leaves the announce table as Gravedigger has finished with his pummeling and is going for a pin attempt.
And no, once again Joe is quick to kick out. Gravedigger now up and he goes to stomp down on Joe's chest, but Joe catches the boot and trips Gravedigger up. Gravedigger falls onto his back and Joe hooks the leg for the pin attempt.
Synn quickly into the ring and he plants his boot into the back of Joe. The referee is trying to get Synn out of the ring and Tek apparently wants to help. Tek tackling Synn to the mat and the two begin trading shots before rolling out of the ring and onto the floor. Gravedigger back up onto his feet and he pulls Joe up with him. Gravedigger up to his feet and he shoots Joe into the ropes. Joe comes back and Gravedigger plants him with a spinebuster. Gravedigger with the pin attempt.
And Joe gets his shoulder up at two. Gravedigger is the first one back up to his feet and he's stalking Joe. Joe finally up and Gravedigger runs right at him looking for the Grave Marker. Joe ducks it at the very last second and he rolls up Gravedigger with the school boy.
And this time it's Gravedigger getting the shoulder up at two. Outside of the ring Tek has gotten the upper hand on Synn as he leads him over to the announce table. Tek now bouncing Synn's head off the table.
Jay Price: Ha! Do it again, do it again!
Tek apparently hears Price and tries to oblige when Synn counters with an elbow to the face. Synn now slamming Tek's head into the table.
Jay Price: Boo! Use your own moves!
Synn stares down Price for a moment and then heads back to his corner, leaving Tek laying on the ground. Back in the ring Joe has gotten Gravedigger up onto his feet and has him backed into the corner. Joe with a series of shoulder blocks to the midsection and Gravedigger is doubled over in the corner. Joe now lifting Gravedigger up onto the top rope and then he himself climbs up. Joe setting Gravedigger up for the superplex but Gravedigger is fighting back with punches to the head. Joe fights back as well and both men are trading shots on the corner. Gravedigger gets the better of Joe and shoves him off of the second rope. Joe however lands on his feet and as Gravedigger goes to climb down, Joe runs into the ropes, causing Gravedigger to drop groin first onto the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Oof!
Jay Price: Couldn't have happened to a more deserving guy.
Joe now with a big forearm to the face of Gravedigger and then again he climbs back up to the second rope. This time he hits the superplex and goes for the pin attempt.
And Gravedigger gets the shoulder up! Joe is up and now he's the one doing the stalking. Gravedigger is finally up and Joe pulls him in before dropping him with Divination. Joe again with the pin attempt.
And Synn dives on top of Joe and breaks it up. Synn up to his feet and he's happy with his handywork until Tek enters the ring and throws him out of the ring. Synn is up to his feet on the outside and Tek leaps over the top rope and takes him out with a plancha. Back in the ring both Gravedigger and Joe are up and standing near the ropes. While the referee is trying to check on Tek and Synn, both Gravedigger and Joe run at each other. Apparently both men had the same idea in mind as they both hit a clothesline and both drop to the mat. The referee hears the collision and turns around to start the 10 count.
Jay Price: Really? A double clothesline? Here's a question Zach, why do so many people use clotheslines?
Zach Davis: I don't know, it's effective sometimes.
Jay Price: So is kicking someone's teeth down their throat, but how many people try and do that?
The referee's count is up to 5 as both Gravedigger and Joe are still on their backs.
Zach Davis: Well what I do know is that someone needs to make it to their feet before this match is called.
Both men begin working their way up now. Joe and Gravedigger both get to their feet and begin brawling. Gravedigger gets the upper hand and throws Joe to the ropes, but Joe reverses it and throws Gravedigger to the ropes instead. As Gravedigger comes back, Joe takes him down with a Scoop Slam.
Shannan Lerch: Joe in the driver's seat now!
Outside the ring, Tek has grabbed a chair.
Zach Davis: Uh oh. This is part of Tek's new attitude...
The ref is busy checking on Synn as Tek tries to hand Joe the chair. Joe shakes his head no, telling Tek that he's not going to use it. Still holding it, Joe turns back around to Gravedigger.... who hits him with a Clothesline From Hell!, drilling the chair into Joe's face!
Shannan Lerch: DAMN! Grave Marker!
Gravedigger kicks the chair out of the ring before throwing Tek out of the ring as well and pinning Joe.
Jay Price: By hook and/or by crook, Gravedigger and Synn have gotten the win here. Good for them. I guess. Ugh.
Synn joins Gravedigger in the ring.
Zach Davis: Well, another victory here tonight for Darkseid, you're exactly right.
Jay Price: Now that Torture is back, the man Seth tried to turn into Superman, I'm surprised he doesn't have him and Darkseid feuding.
Shannan Lerch: Huh?
Jay Price: Nevermind.
Scene opens backstage in a hallway. "The Mack" Steve Orbit is seen in his ring gear, strutting down the hall in our direction, softly singing some R&B shit. He has the WCF United States title around his waist. Suddenly the expression on his face fades, and he slows his roll. "Scoutmaster" Stuart Slane is seen from behind, slowly walking towards Orbit. They meet in the middle of the hall and face each other.
Steve Orbit: What's up Slane, you tryna attack me from behind again? Huh? Put me in your lil' submission hold?
Stuart Slane: We're face to face, idiot.
Orbit puts his fists up and starts bobbing and weaving.
Steve Orbit: Which one you want, punk? Right or left? Huh?
Slane puts his hand in the air, brushing Orbit's fists down in a slow motion.
Stuart Slane: Plenty of time for that when we meet in the ring momentarily.
The two men lock eyes for a moment.
Stuart Slane: I don't care for you, Orbit. Not one bit. I hope you've enjoyed your United States title reign, because your days as champion are numbered. von Leibert and I are going to beat you and Frank Patrick Veneble tonight, and at One, I'm going to defeat you and become the United States champion. And it's only right. You are unfit to represent the United States of America.
Steve Orbit: [laughs] And YOU are? Why, 'cause you a wanna-be boy scout? Please, homie. I'll see you in the ring.
Orbit turns to walk away, but Slane grabs his arm. Slane puts his finger inches away from Orbit's face.
Stuart Slane: I'm going to expose you, Orbit. You may have all of your uneducated followers fooled with your slick talk, but not me. And when I'm done, everyone will know the truth about you.
Steve Orbit: First thing, get that fuckin' finger outta my face.
Orbit bats Slane's hand away from his face.
Steve Orbit: The truth about me? What, that I'm a mother fuckin' pimp? Or that I'm the longest-reigning United States champion in WCF history? How 'bout you expose that?
Slane shakes his head.
Steve Orbit: Whatever man, I'm outta here. You better go get ready for the match, go do some push-ups or somethin'. See you out there.
Slane's eyes follow Orbit as he continues up the hall. Fade out.
Shannan Lerch: Well, it's no secret that Scoutmaster and the Mack don't like each other.
Zach Davis: But what did Slane mean when he said he's gonna "expose" Steve Orbit?
Shannan Lerch: Who knows. I think the guys a little fruit-loops, personally.
We come back from commercial and Adam Young is already in the ring warming up as his music fades out.
Shannan Lerch: And there is the most hated man in all of WCF, Adam Young.
Zach Davis: I still maintain that Torture illicits more hate, but Adam Young is right up there.
‘With our hands held high, we’re screaming whoa-oh, whoa-oh oh...’
“Hands” by The Almost hits the speakers to a flurry of blue spotlights focused on the curtain, the rest of the arena in darkness. Skyler Striker emerges from behind and the spotlights follow his straight walk to the ring, where he slides in and...Adam Young immediately goes on the offensive! The referee quickly signals for the bell...
[DING! DING! DING!]
...and then he goes to work trying to get Young away from Striker so he can get into the ring. Young backs off but only for a moment as he hits Striker with a baseball slide as he tries to get into the ring. The referee now screaming at Young as he positions himself right in front of Young's face. Striker now shaking off that baseball slide to the head as he starts to climb up onto the apron. Young now pushing past the referee and he goes to pull Striker into the ring. Striker however goes through the middle rope with a shoulder to the gut. Striker now going up and over the rope with a sunset flip roll-up.
And Young is able to get the shoulder up. Striker up to his feet and Young is clutching the bottom rope. Striker moves in and Young screams at the referee to keep him back.
Zach Davis: Apparently Adam Young doesn't always practice what he preaches.
The referee keeps Striker back as Young cautiously leaves the ropes. Young wants to tie-up now and Striker nods yes. Young moves in but Striker from out of nowhere with the arm drag. Young right back up and Striker does it a second time. Young slightly slower getting up this time and Striker snaps off a big kick to the side of the head. Young drops to a knee and Striker pulls him up before pulling him in. Striker with the Welcome To Oblivion and the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: What? It's over already?
Shannan Lerch: We knew Skyler Striker was going to be focused coming into this match but he looked like a man on a mission once he got past that attack before the bell.
"Hands" hits the speakers as Striker gets to his feet and has his arm raised by the referee. Adam Young rolls out of the ring, a look of disbelief on his face.
Zach Davis: It looks like Adam Young is as shocked as we all are.
Striker grabs a mic from ringside and hushes the crowd as his music stops.
Zach Davis: Looks like we’re about to hear from Striker now… I’m sure he’s got some words for Gravedigger!
Skyler Striker: Gravedigger!
Shannan Lerch: Good call.
Skyler Striker: Gravedigger… you owe me. You owe me big time, because for all the bluster around you you’re no better than Danny Vice was once upon a time – cowardly attacks, usually with a partner, no respect for your opposition. Well, if you want to make this something worth remembering, then I’ve got a proposition for you.
Zach Davis: Ooh, propositions. I love propositions.
Shannan Lerch: Why does that not surprise me.
Skyler Striker: Next week, at Slam, you can meet me in the ring to sign our contract for One. We’re scheduled to face off in a Hardcore match but I want this to be decisive – the winner has got to earn this one. So I’ll be signing my name on a contract for a Legends match at One, Gravedigger versus Skyler Striker… in a Hardcore TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS match.
The crowd pop big for this suggestion, even beginning chants of ‘That’s hardcore! That’s hardcore!’.
Skyler Striker: You’re not the only one with a history of violence behind their name… I’ll see you next week on Slam, if you’ve got the stomach for it.
“Fallen Angels” by Ra hits the speakers as Striker drops his mic, the crowd cheering him on. He poses on the turnbuckles for the fans before he begins to depart.
Zach Davis: Well, that’s a big call! Striker challenging Gravedigger to make their Legends Match at One not just Hardcore, but Two out of Three Falls!
Shannan Lerch: I know Striker was a pretty dominant Hardcore Champion, but that just seems like a way to compound his misery.
Zach Davis: Either way, looks like we’ll be seeing Striker and Gravedigger in the ring together next week for the contract signing! Don’t go away!
The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.
As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!
The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage with a microphone in his hands. He walks down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope into the ring in his street clothes with the Hardcore Title over his shoulder.
Roy Speede: Alright, alright, cut the music! I think we get it, folks.
The music stops.
Roy Speede: Good news everyone! Looks like Brad finally accepted my challenge and stopped being the wimp everyone and their brother could see he was. Now, I know, I know, I should be back there hunting him down to get revenge for what he did to me last week. And you know the irony of it all? I just don’t care. I just don’t care anymore. I’ve got a match with him on the grandest stage in the WCF, and I’m saving everything for One. It’s going to be there that I get my revenge, and I don’t care what happens between now and then. I honestly don’t. The fact of the matter is, he’s going to face me one on one at the Pay Per View in a match to bury this rivalry once and for all, and when that bell rings... He’s. Going. To. LOSE.
The crowd pops.
Roy Speede: In fact, I’d be willing to-
Speede is interrupted by Brad Kane’s music, and Brad, along with Chris, comes out onto the stage. Chris has a chair in hand, and continues on down the ramp, but Brad stops at the top of the ramp.
Roy Speede: You know what, Kane? Save it. Just save it. You’ll get your shot at me when I get my shot at you, and you can freaking wait, just like me. And what’s worse is that you’re sending your son to do your dirty work. What a disgrace. But you know what? Screw it. I’m done with this. I’m done trying to make good on my promise to beat your ass. I’m done preaching about it. I’m just going to see you at One.
Speede drops the microphone as Chris enters the ring, and Chris swings it, but Speede ducks, and catches Chris with a right, then a left, and another left, and sets him up for the Speede of Light. He pauses to pose for the fans, but Brad comes running down to the ring and bashes him in the back of the head with a forearm shot. Kane pulls Speede up, and plants him with the AMG Driver onto the chair. Chris follows it up with a 450 Splash, and Brad looks down at Speede, shaking his head before sliding out of the ring and walking up the ramp.
Zach Davis: This is one hell of a tag-team match we have on tap.
Shannan Lerch: You said it Zach, we have the Genesis team of “The Mack” Steve Orbit and FPV taking on Nathan von Liebert and “Scoutmaster” Stuart Slane.
Zach Davis: Not only does this match have the Church versus Genesis angle to it, Orbit will be taking on Slane for the United States title at One, while FPV matches up against NvL at One.
Shannan Lerch: FPV is seeking vengeance against NvL for what he did to his friends, The Unstable Elements. That journey continues in this match tonight.
The lights go dark for a moment, before quick three second snippets of two different songs play over the P.A. "Professional Griefers" for FPV. "Flashlight" for Orbit. The crowd is on their feet, as they know what this means. At last, "Bitter End" by The Veer Union hits and the crowd ERUPTS! Frank steps out from the back first, with Orbit joining him on the stage next. Frank begins fistbumping along to the music, eliciting huge bursts of pyro! The two Genesis members head to the ring.
Zach Davis: If anything, Orbit and FPV are going to have a huge chemistry advantage in this matchup.
Shannan Lerch: These two men are friends, stable partners, and both have something to gain on their One opponents in this matchup. They should be at the top of their game tonight.
“Follow Me, Boys!” plays as Stuart Slane 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: Rough week for the former WCF virtual ambassador. He’s been banned from WCF.com and had his twitter account shut down. Now he has to team up with quite possibly the most deranged individual in the WCF.
Zach Davis: I, for one, am going to miss Scoutmaster’s insight on the website. He has a certain way with words that I really think is enlightening.
Shannan Lerch: I’d have sex with him.
Zach Davis: Of course you would.
The camera pans to the titantron, where an oak door comes into view. A thump is heard, and the door shakes on its hinges. Several more thumps occur, until the blade of an ax busts through the door. Smoke begins to form on the stage, as a dark figure steps out. Suddenly a woman voice yells out from the speaker.
"No, go away!
Leave me alone!"
Smoke billows down the aisle as the man walks down it to the ring, his identity shrouded in the smog. Meanwhile, on the titantron, the ax makes a large hole in the wood, and a hand reaches in for the door knob, the fingernails painted black. Again the frightened voice rings out as the mystery man slides into the ring.
"Don't you come in here!
I don't want you here.!"
The mystery man watches the titantron now, as the door opens, and the same man standing in the ring, steps into the house. A lightning bolt cracks behind him, equal in volume to the string of fireworks that fire up on the ramp. The man on the titantron rubs his thumb on the door, leaving a bloody smear on the polished oak. He lifts the ax with both hands, as the voice pleads.
"No, No, No, NO!!
The scream is cut off as the man swings the ax. Blood appears to splatter across the tron, and then the name "Nathan von Liebert" is written with a finger painted black. Nathan, who is in the ring, falls on his knees, never taking his eyes off the 'tron until it goes black. He then scans the members of the crowd that he could without contorting his torso, as he’s announced.
Shannan Lerch: Nathan just entered the ring and demanded that Scoutmaster take a spot on the ropes.
Zach Davis: Stuart Slane doesn’t look too happy about it either. Some dysfunction from this team already.
Nathan is met in the center of the ring by Steve Orbit, and that match-up begins.
DING! DING! DING!
Steve Orbit starts the match with a nice armdrag followed by a headscissors takedown. He makes a quick cover.
NvL easily kicks out after two.
Zach Davis: The two competitors are right on the cusp of superstardom. They are two of the best in this company, and only getting better.
NvL get back to his feet and battles back with a running European uppercut. Orbit answers with a running clothesline that takes NvL down. NvL bounces right back up, but undeterred, ‘The Mack’ floors NvL with a sitout jawbreaker and goes for the cover.
Shannan Lerch: Nope! It’s going to take a lot to keep Nathan von Liebert on the mat for three seconds, more than that for sure.
Both men quickly scramble back to their feet. Orbit shoots off the ropes and attempts a flying crossbody but NvL catches him in mid-air and plants him with a fallaway slam. NvL quickly follows with a bridging German suplex.
Steve Orbit kicks out.
Zach Davis: Back and forth they go. Scoutmaster and FPV look anxious to get in there and put their own mark on this matchup.
Shannan Lerch: FPV is nearly bouncing off the bottom rope, eager for his opportunity at Nathan von Liebert. Meanwhile, The Scoutmaster is in his corner beaming proudly at every shot Steve Orbit soaks in from NvL.
Once again, both men get back to their feet. NvL quickly goes for an armbar, which he locks in tight on his challenger. Orbit howls in agony as NvL increases the pressure on his arm.
Zach Davis: NvL isn’t just known for his brutal work outside of the wrestling ring, he’s one of the finest technicians in WCF. He knows how to inflict massive amounts of pain.
‘The Mack’ tries to fight the painful armbar and simultaneously reaches out toward the ropes as the fans cheer him on. FPV is bouncing up and down in her corner screaming at Mack to make a tag or reach the ropes or do something, anything to break the hold.
Shannan Lerch: When is the last time we’ve seen a match end on an armbar? I mean, honestly?
Zach Davis: It could be right now…
Orbit makes a final lunge toward the ropes...
Shannan Lerch: He did it! He reached the ropes! NvL is forced to release the hold!
NvL doesn’t seem to care though, and continues the hold for several more seconds. Finally, the referee pries him off and begins to scold him, threatening to disqualify him for any more similar stunts. Orbit takes advantage of the distraction and drills NvL in the back of the head with a forearm, and then follows it up with a powerslam. Steve Orbit drops down for the cover.
Zach Davis: NvL kicks out!
Shannan Lerch: Both men look a little worn down right now, though. They need to get their partners into this match.
Zach Davis: …and it looks like that’s what they both have planned.
NvL and Orbit inch toward their respective corners with their partners cheering them on. NvL and Orbit reach out at the same time and tag their partners. Slane and FPV both leap over the top rope and bolt toward center ring where they meet each other head on.
Zach Davis: FPV and Slane are throwing down now! This is just some old school brawling right now.
The larger of the two wrestlers, Slane, gains the upper hand and drills FPV with a Facebreaker DDT. Slane quickly follows with a cover.
FPV kicks out, just in time.
Shannan Lerch: Wow! Slane almost stole a win right there, but FPV was able to kick out.
Both men get back to their feet. “Scoutmaster” Stuart Slane grabs hold of FPV and takes him down to the mat with a pumphandle gutbuster.
Shannan Lerch: Great move! Another cover by Slane!
Steve Orbit runs into the ring and breaks up the pin.
Zach Davis: Orbit may have just saved the match right there!
Shannan Lerch: …by cheating. Classic pimp.
NvL comes into the ring as well and the tag match quickly descends into a free for all. NvL gains the advantage on Orbit and hits a beautiful snap suplex. NvL measures him back up and tries for another one, but it’s reversed and Orbit counters with a stiff punch to the jaw.
Zach Davis: Great counter by Orbit, but he’s not the legal man in this match!
Stuart Slane is back on his feet, and stalking FPV. FPV senses trouble and turns around just to get destroyed by a hangman’s neckbreaker.
Shannan Lerch: Slane IS the legal man for his team and he just took FPV down once again!
Slane gets back to his feet and walks over to Orbit and NvL, grabbing Nathan and sending a knee to his midsection, followed by an Irish whip into the turnbuckle. Nathan takes this opportunity to approach the fallen FPV. NvL reaches down and hits FPV with a vicious headbutt, followed by an eye gouge, and finally a double ax handle smash forcing FPV back down to the mat.
Zach Davis: There is just utter chaos right now in that ring.
Shannan Lerch: As you could imagine, with the chaos, NvL has found his way to FPV and Slane has found the US champion Steve Orbit.
Slane runs toward the turnbuckle looking for a splash into Steve Orbit, but Orbit slides out of the way allowing Slane to run face first into the turnbuckle. As Slane jars himself out of the corner Orbit downs him with a standing dropkick.
Zach Davis: Orbit is now going over to help his partner out with Nathan von Liebert.
NvL has FPV on his feet and rears back for a right hand, but from behind Orbit grabs him and sends him to the mat with a neckbreaker. Orbit and FPV team up to send stomps to the midsection of NvL. FPV reaches down and picks up NvL and then…
Crowd: FUS ROH DUH!
Shannan Lerch: BIG TIME running clothesline from FPV, and he’s not done yet.
FPV immediately bounces up to the top rope and flies off and hits the ‘GOOMBA STOMP.’
Zach Davis: FPV is on fire! He’s going for the cover!
However, NvL isn’t the legal man, and the referee refuses to count. Instead, he grabs hold of Steve Orbit and demands that he leaves the ring. Meanwhile, NvL rolls out of the ring and order in the ring is restored. FPV turns back around to Slane, and Slane runs at him...
Shannan Lerch: LANZARSE!
Slane hits his Spear into Spinebuster! He then drops and pins FPV, hooking his leg.
Zach Davis: There it is! Amidst all this chaos, Scoutmaster has pinned FPV.
Instead of celebrating his victory, Scoutmaster rolls out of the ring. Orbit enters the ring and begins checking on FPV, to make sure he's okay. Scoutmaster slides back in...
Shannan Lerch: He's got his wooden ax handle!
Scoutmaster runs at Orbit, and he's going to attack him! Orbit sees him coming however and ducks before hitting Slane with a series of snap jabs.
Zach Davis: Come on, guys, the match is over!
Instead of fighting, Slane drops to the mat and quickly rolls out of the ring, grabbing his ax handle as he does. Slane runs up the ramp, not wanting any part of the pimp. Orbit quickly gives chase, following Slane to the back.
Shannan Lerch: What a hard fought match between these four men.
FPV has finally rolled out of the ring himself.
Zach Davis: After everything though, Frankie is still able to walk up the ramp.
Indeed, FPV is heading up the ramp after the match, slapping hands with some of the fans. Nathan sees this, and rolls out of the ring, following Frankie up the ramp.
Zach Davis: Oh this isn't this good. Nathan is reaching into his pocket.
Shannan Lerch: Nathan's got a weapon! Hey, wait. . . Nathan just pulled a switchblade out of his pocket.
Zach Davis: Nathan has just pulled a knife on Frankie and he hasn't noticed yet. Someone get security down here!
Fans on the ramp are yelling to try and attract Frankie's attention, but he doesn't notice them. Thankfully, about six security men burst out of curtain. Frankie notices this, and is stunned, as if he thought the guards were for him, but when they bust past him, he knows something else is up. FPV turns, and catches a glimpse of Nathan, knife in hand and a wild look in his eyes, before the guards tackle the man. Nathan wrestles with the men, but their superior strength forces the blade from his hand and pinning the man on the ramp.
Zach Davis: Thank goodness those guards were on hand. Who knows what would've happened if they weren't available?
The men handcuff Nathan's hands together, but he has is focus on other things. Nathan, his face pressed on the steel ramp, is staring Frankie down. Even when they haul him to his feet and to the back, Nathan doesn't take his eyes off FPV.
Zach Davis: Well that was a somber moment. Hopefully the rest the show won't be so. . . sadistic.
Shannan Lerch: This is WCF, Zach. What we just saw is just the tip of the iceberg in this company.
The camera cuts to Scott Savage, standing in a backstage dressing room. He has his back turned, and is blocking something from view. Suddenly, Kaylyn James Evans walks in, and Scott turns to greet her.
Scott Savage: Glad to see you showed up on time this week.
Kaylyn James Evans: I figured it was safe, being that we have a truce.
Scott Savage: Yeah... about that. I have decided that you need to be punished for your insolence. You made me look like a fool on national television.
Kaylyn James Evans: And what were YOU doing to ME? Making me where that ridiculous outfit. You started the whole thing.
Scott Savage: Regardless. You have fans to address. You had better get ready.
Kay looks down at her outfit.
Kaylyn James Evans: I'm ready as I'm gonna be.
Scott shakes his head, and reaches behind his back, producing a black leash connected to a collar.
Kaylyn James Evans: You're out of your fucking mind.
Before she can resist, Scott buckles the collar around her neck, and grabs the end of the leash.
Scott Savage: You have a lesson to learn, and as your manager, it is my job to teach it. Now, you had better hurry.
Scott opens the dressing room door, and plants a firm smack on Kay's behind, sending her through the opening. They walk through the backstage area, drawing many stares, and a few chuckles. Kay's face goes red with embarrassment, as they approach the entrance area. Suddenly, her music begins to play, and Scott guides her out onto the ramp.
Zach Davis: Here comes Scott Savage and Kaylyn James Evans. What has he got hr wearing this week?
Shannan Lerch: That is a leash, which either means they were having some backstage naughty time, or he is punishing her for what she did last week.
They walk toward the ring, and Scott rolls under the bottom rope, as Kay follows. He grabs a mic from the ringside attendant, as the music dies down.
Scott Savage: Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Kaylyn James Evans!
The crowd roars in approval, but then begins to boo when Scott pretends they are cheering for him.
Scott Savage: My client is undefeated upon her return, and you have my word that it will stay that way. Unlike many of the contracted wrestlers here, Kaylyn James Evans is a disciplined wrestling machine. She has intelligence, grace, poise, everything your heroes lack. You cheer neanderthals, and hate virtue. You fear true talent, while wetting your pants at the sight of talentless clowns like Tek. It is quite disgusting, and I will allow it to continue no longer. That is why I am announcing that no matter how One turns out, my client's next target will be whoever holds the world heavyweight championship.
A low murmur spreads through the crowd.
Zach Davis: this is an interesting announcement. Kaylyn James Evans has only had two matches since returning.
Shannan Lerch: But she won them both in impressive fashion.
Scott Savage: Every month, no, every week that goes by without a Kaylyn James Evans titles shot is nothing short of an utter travesty. This talented, beautiful woman is everything you want as the face of your company, Seth. You know it, and I know it. World heavyweight champion Kaylyn James Evans is inevitable. There is nothing that can stop it, it doesn't matter who walks out of One as champion. Mark my words, you will all soon bow at the altar of Scott Savage!
Suddenly, Master of Puppets hits. Savage and Kay both turn to the ramp.
Zach Davis: Is Seth here just to look at KJE? That wouldn't surprise me.
Seth steps out, once again, mic in hand.
Seth Lerch: You know what, Scott? In general, you and I may not see eye to eye... but in this instance, you're right about something.
The fans murmur.
Seth Lerch: Kaylyn James Evans DOES deserve a Title shot.
Buzzing from the crowd! Will Kaylyn get a shot against Jeff Purse?
Seth Lerch: ...You see, I was just checking out the profits from wcfwrestling.com, and I noticed that about 75% of our revenue comes from ads from Kaylyn James Evans photo galleries. She's an internet icon on our website, Scott. And as such, I believe she deserves a shot at the Internet Title!
Scott and Kaylyn look at each other. This isn't exactly what they intended.
Seth Lerch: There you have it! Kaylyn James Evans versus Christopher Kane for the Internet Title at One!
Seth leaves. Kaylyn's music begins to play, as the crowd boos loudly as Scott only laughs, before taking the leash and leading Kay out of the ring.
Zach Davis: It'll be a dark day when we bow to any altar of his. I don't know whether I should root for Kay in that Title match or not.
Shannan Lerch: You're aware this altar is metaphorical, right?
Scott smiles widely, and Kay blushes, as they step behind the curtain.
Zach Davis: Folks, coming up next is a rematch of a great Television Title match that took place two months ago between Eric Price and Waylon Cash. It was the night that Eric Price finally lost the Television Title after many many successful title defenses.
Shannan Lerch: Don’t know how it happened, in fact I still can’t believe it.
Zach Davis: Price himself requested this rematch as he feels he needs to write the wrongs that have happened since War and this is one of those wrongs he will correct, or so he claims in his mind tonight.
The opening trumpet riff of "White Trash Renegade blares over the PA systems as red and orange strobe lights flash. Suddenly the strobes stop, and Waylon Cash comes running out onto the entrance ramp. He runs back and forth, eliciting cheers from the crowd on either side before dancing his way towards the ring, Roxxanne Savage following behind him. Sliding under the bottom rope, Waylon helps his manager in, before running and jumping onto the second turnbuckle. He raises his fist hig in the air, soaking up the cheering of the fans.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, standing a 6’ 5”, weighing in at 230 lbs., from Macon, GA, Genesis Member, “The Hellbilly” Waylon Cash!
Zach Davis: Waylon Cash soaking in all the atmosphere but he’s also not in a good mood as he got beat at the End of the World PPV by Odin Balfore. He’s looking to climb back up the ladder and get some momentum going again. Price has attacked his lifestyle and then some, going so far as to, I cannot believe this but he actually burned a marijuana farm and some of its farmers.
Shannan Lerch: Now now, it can’t be proven he actually hurt the farmers as we did not see them completely.
“You Know My Name” plays over the speaker system as Eric Price steps out onto the entrance stage with a very angry look on his face as the crowd immediately starts booing him loudly.
Zach Davis: And Eric Price has a huge grin on his face as he is on top of the world knowing he pinned Jeff Purse at the End of the World PPV. But on a more serious note, he is also being somewhat of a gentlemen in helping in the search for Kari, who was kidnapped at the top of our show tonight. He claims he was not involved.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, standing at 6’ 4”, weighing in at 245 lbs., from Pacific Palisades, CA, he is Mr. Eric Price.
Shannan Lerch: And you think he was?
Zach Davis: He’s a sick individual at times but I guess even he has a heart somewhere in that black hole of emotions that he has.
Shannan Lerch: This is a rematch for both men, Cash looking to prove that what happened two months ago was not a fluke, Price looking to prove himself and to the world that Cash is a choke artist. We have Eric Price and Waylon Cash approach each other immediately and Cash immediately slaps the taste out of Price’s face. A reversal from how their matchup started two months ago.
Zach Davis: Guess payback’s a bitch. And Price gives it right back with another slap right to Cash’s face. Cash is not going to take it though and quickly follows up with a DDT!
Shannan Lerch: Wow, this early into the matchup and cover!
Zach Davis: But a kickout from Eric Price. Looks like Cash wanted to end this matchup quickly and get Price out of the way. This is a rematch Price wanted so so I doubt he’s going to allow this match to go easily.
As Price is down from the DDT and looks almost out, Cash decides to go up to the top rope to try for a Swan Dive Headbutt.
Zach Davis: And looks like Cash is going to up high here, taking a risk. I don’t know about this. The crowd completely behind him.
Crowd: Let’s go Cash! Let’s go Cash! Let’s go Cash!
Shannan Lerch: And he connects with Price but can he take advantage. Cash rolls over and cover!
Zach Davis: And no, Price kicks out. Cash looking to put Price away very early in this match up as Price is still kind of out of it.
Price slowly gets up and goes to the corner of the ring. Look of surprise on his face. He decides to step out of the ring to take a breather.
Shannan Lerch: Smart man, he’s taking a break.
Zach Davis: The ref starting his count.
Zach Davis: But I don’t think Cash is going to put up with any of Price’s antics here tonight. Price is taunting the crowd here but he has his attention away from the match as the referee continues to count.
Shannan Lerch: But Cash is now on the top turnbuckle, he’s climbed up and he goes for it.
Zach Davis: Price just turning around but too late as Cash nails another Swan Dive headbutt on Price. Both men down now outside the ring as the referee is looking at the carnage right now and restarts his count.
Shannan Lerch: Cash taking a high risk move but it could very well pay off. As Cash is starting to regroup here, he grabs Price and throws him back in the ring. Cash slides back in and cover on Price.
Zach Davis: And Price barely kicks out of that one. Cash definitely is taking it to the Price here tonight and showing him exactly why he was World Champion. I think Price still underestimates Cash.
Shannan Lerch: Normally, I don’t agree with whatever you say but you have a good point there.
Zach Davis: Price is still down right now as Cash is getting up, he’s grabbing Price by the head and is applying a neck lock to him. He’s really trying to wear Price down here.
Shannan Lerch: And Price appears to slowly be fading. Look at his face, it’s almost purple. The referee now checking on him.
Zach Davis: Lifting his arm and no, Price is still in this! He’s hanging on here. Elbow to Cash, and another elbow to the gut of Cash here as he’s forced to break the hold. Price dragging himself as fast as he can to the ropes for leverage.
Shannan Lerch: And Price now getting himself up as Cash looks to be on the attack. He goes after Price but oh no, Price lowers the ropes and Cash goes over. And now a smirk on the face of Price.
Price raises his hand with a smirk on his face here as Cash is down on the outside.
Crowd: Twilight beat you! Twilight beat you! Twilight beat you!
Zach Davis: Price’s smirk turns into a huge frown as you know he is still furious over that. And wait, what is this?
Shannan Lerch: Price flipping the bird to all the audience in attendance tonight as they only boo him louder now.
Shannan Lerch: I think Price is really letting the crowd get to him. He needs to ignore their disrespectful behavior and focus on this matchup.
Zach Davis: Cash regrouping and he’s back in the ring. Price now stomping Cash in the gut over and over trying to wear him down as he has not been able to get any offense in until this point in the matchup. Price really taking the wind out of Cash here and looks like he’s grabbing his legs and he wants to set him up for the sharpshooter.
Shannan Lerch: But Cash knows it’s coming, he’s fighting back and manages to kick Price away toward the ropes. Price coming back however and grabbing the legs again, Price kicks Cash in the gut this time and turns him around and sharpshooter is now locked in on Cash.
Zach Davis: Cash in tremendous pain here but he manages to get to the bottom rope. Referee instructing Price to break the hold here.
Referee: 1. 2. 3. 4.
Zach Davis: And Price breaks the hold just barely before a count of 5, he needs to be careful to not disqualify himself here as it would be another loss for him.
Shannan Lerch: He’s simply using the rules to his advantage. Although I think Price has a point to prove tonight so he will know to avoid being disqualified, he wants to beat Cash!
Zach Davis: Cash recovering here as the referee forces Price to step back. Cash is getting up and Price is trying to sneak by but Cash meets him first with a hit right to the face. Price responds with another strike to Cash’s face. These men trading blows here, one after the other and it looks like Cash is getting the upper hand here. And Price is now almost out of it. Cash grabs Price and bam, DDT, nails another DDT on Eric Price.
Shannan Lerch: Cover!
Zach Davis: And Eric Price barely managing to get his shoulder up. What a close combat this has been thus far, many near falls and both men really pushing themselves here.
Shannan Lerch: Price really being pushed to his limit.
Zach Davis: Yes, but Cash is showing why he should be taken seriously and why he has been a World Champion.
Zach Davis: And Cash is going to try and finish Price off. Price is down on the mat. Cash is going to get him up and set him up for the Killshot! Is he going to be able to pull it off?!
Shannan Lerch: The crowd completely behind Cash here tonight and Cash connects! Here we go, could this be another win for Waylon Cash?!
Zach Davis: Yes yes! He did it, he beat Eric Price who has been on a huge roll as of late. He beat him and now Eric Price has to eat his words and accept the fact that Cash beating him is not a fluke and that he simply cannot beat Waylon Cash!
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen your winner, Genesis Member, Waylon Cash.
Shannan Lerch: And Waylon Cash celebrating by getting up to the top rope as Eric Price is screaming at the referee over this decision. He can’t accept the loss.
Zach Davis: This is another big win for Cash as beating Eric Price is no easy task especially when he’s rolling as he has been the last few weeks. The man just pinned our World Champion last week and now Price was pinned by Cash. This makes things very interesting.
Shannan Lerch: The crowd cheering loudly as they really hated Price. I have to wonder what Price is going to do about this though. He had great momentum going but now it seems his momentum has been slowed down. He’ll have to find a way to get it back though.
Zach Davis: Who cares! This is Waylon Cash’s moment and he should have it. Congratulations Waylon Cash!
Eric Price is walking backstage as he gets a phone call.
Eric Price (on the phone): Hello?
Footage starts playing on a nearby TV with Kari being shown in the shot again
Mysterious caller: Don’t interfere in my business Price. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into. Leave it alone or I will come after you as well. Have Purse meet me in the ring later tonight and he will know what I want.
Jeff Purse approaches Eric Price
Jeff Purse: Anything?
Eric Price: Nothing so far although that kidnapper just called me and threatened me for trying to interfere. He must be well connected. He also said he will see you in the ring later tonight, apparently he’ll tell you what he wants. I’ll see if I can find out anything. Anything new on your end?
Jeff Purse: No, who the hell is this maniac?
Eric Price: I don’t know Purse, I don’t know.
Zach Davis: Maybe Price was telling the truth earlier tonight and he had nothing to do with this, I mean this mystery man just called him and threatened him as well.
Shannan Lerch: You never know with Price, he’s a smart man but I think you may be right this time Zach.
Zach Davis: Welcome back to Slam folks. What a night we've had thus far! This crowd in Hartford has been on the edge of their seats with excitement. And we can expect no less from our Main Event!
Shannan Lerch: So much has happened? Where to begin? Jay Price is back, he appears to be sane and he is Pantheon. Tonight, he teams with World Champion Jeff Purse.
Zach Davis: To take on The Legacy. Hadrian Burke and john Gambino have been a HELL of a force since they began climbing the ranks of the tag division. A victory over Purse and Price here tonight would certainly place them in Tag Title Contention.
Shannan Lerch: Tonight might be the night they can do it. I mean, it's no secret that Jeff Purse's mind has been elsewhere this entire evening.
Zach Davis: Purse and Price are one hell of a combination regardless of anything. I think this is going to be the Legacy's toughest test to date.
Last minute addition, referee Emily Westbrook, who replaced the earlier ref who was fired by Seth, calls for the bell as Jay and Gambino begin the match. Jay starts in with a knee to the gut, followed by a hip toss. Gambino hits the canvas and Jay is right on him with a reverse chin lock. He squeezes tightly, applying as much pressure as possible, getting himself some leverage over Gambino to further cut off his air supply.
Zach Davis: Jay Price starting off offensively in the early goings. Really taking it to Gambino.
Shannan Lerch: Price and Purse would like nothing better than to end this one early and put Legacy in their place.
Zach Davis: I have a feeling that The Legacy has other ideas.
Gambino begins to fight back to his feet and Price buries an elbow into his clavicle, causing Gambino to return back to his prone state. Price again cinches in the reverse chin lock. Jay leans forward, gaining more leverage and applying even more pressure. Gambino is gasping for air, and as Jay leans forward once more, Gambino uses Jay's own weight to toss him forward, over his shoulder. Price hits the mat hard, and Gambino takes this moment to catch his breath, breathing in heavy breaths as he pulls himself up with aid from the ring ropes.
Shannan Lerch: This is the first time we've seen The Legacy in a bad way. Definitely their toughest challenge thus far.
Zach Davis: Without a doubt, they aren't going to just walk all over Pantheon, that's for sure.
Gambino manages to get himself back to his feet, but Price is already back up and meets Gambino with some hard right hands that stagger him back against the ropes. Price follows up with an Irish whip, Gambino into the ropes, and rushes at Price on the return, but Price catches him unexpectedly and takes him over for a power slam. He stays with him for a cover attempt. Westbrook gets into position.
Zach Davis: And Gambino with a shoulder up!
Shannan Lerch: The pressure is on! That was damn close!
Price screams at Westbrook for a three, and she enforces that it was only a two count. Jay grabs a handful of Gambino's hair, hauling him back to his feet, but Gambino pulls Jay down into a small package out of no where. Jay kicks out before a count of one, and he gets back to his feet looking pissed. He again hauls Gambino to his feet, and now Gambino unloads a flurry of punches upon Jay. Nailing a perfect haymaker to the side of Jay's face which staggers him back. Gambino gets a running start, bouncing off the ropes and rushes Price on the return, but Jay WAFFLES him with a clothesline. Gambino's head smacks the mat HARD and he just about gets folded IN HALF by the impact!
Zach Davis: My gosh what impact! Gambino may be unconscious after that!
Shannan Lerch: Jay Price is as good as I've ever seen him here tonight! I am...just wow!
Zach Davis: It seems no matter what momentum Gambino gets, Price is there to slow it down.
Price drags an almost lifeless Gambino towards the turnbuckle. Jay climbs to the top, garnering a massive round of cheers and he leaps off for a huge elbow drop. But Gambino brings his knees up and Price's ribs and abdomen comes CRASHING into them, he rolls off in agony, holding his gut.
Zach Davis: Gambino is still in this! He was playing possum!
Shannan Lerch: And Jay Price in trouble now!
Zach Davis: This is the opening that The Legacy needed.
Shannan Lerch: But can Gambino capitalize?
Gambino pulls himself to his feet, Price tries the same, still holding his gut. And Gambino come flying at him out of nowhere with a dropkick. Price goes down hard. Gambino follows up with a heavy leg drop across Price's throat. Gambino now pulls Jay to his feet, and attempts an Irish whip but it is reversed. Gambino is sent into the ropes and on the return his catches Jay very unexpectedly with a perfectly executed spinebuster. He stays with it for a pinning combination. Westbrook drops down for the count.
Zach Davis: Price kicks out! So close!
Shannan Lerch: The Legacy with a statement of their own. They are a force to be reckoned with. Jay Price was half a second away from finding that out.
Zach Davis: I have no doubt in my mind that Legacy can pull this one off.
Price slowly gets back to his feet and is met with some hard knife edge chops to his chest, courtesy of Gambino. Price shoves him off finally, and Gambino responds by sending a straight snap kick catching Price right in the jaw. Gambino wastes no time on the follow up as he uses this momentum to send Price crashing down with a facebuster. Gambino again rushes into the ropes as Price gets to his feet. Gambino misses with a running big boot but is caught by Price who drops him down with a sidewalk slam. Both men are down. Burke has his hand extended, eager for the tag. Purse stands on the other side of the apron, asking for the tag. Price and Gambino begin crawling towards their corners.
Zach Davis: And the first person to make a tag here will have the decisive advantage!
Shannan Lerch: Jay is almost there!
Price reaches his corner and tags in Purse who rushes into the ring. Gambino leaps forward, tagging in Burke. Purse runs at Burke for a clothesline, but Hadrian ducks it, catching Purse on the butt of the jaw with a big boot of his own that does connect. Purse stumbles back, falling against the turnbuckle and Burke rushes right in with a waffling splash clothesline! Purse is dazed and completely in shock at what just happened.
Zach Davis: Burke is a house of fire right now!!
Shannan Lerch: The tide has changed back in the favor of The Legacy!
Zach Davis: In a big way!
Purse gets back to his feet, still shaking off the cobwebs as Burke moves in, grabbing Jeff from behind for a German suplex. But Purse fires back some elbows, causing Burke to release his grip. Purse follows up with a few hard jabs before taking to the ropes for some momentum. He collides at Burke with a shoulder tackle that staggers the larger man.
Shannan Lerch: Burke doesn't go down!
Zach Davis: Purse seems a little shocked that he didn't drop him right there. Here he goes again!
Burke receives another hard shoulder tackle which spins him around in a daze, Purse then hooks him up from behind and launches Burke up with a reverse snap suplex, Burke's face crashes into the mat. The World Champion wasted no time as he stays on the offensive. He takes hold of Burke's right arm and wrenches it with a stepover arm lock. Burke yells out in pain as Emily Westbrook moves in, asking for the submission.
Zach Davis: And Jeff Purse now wearing down his opponent. He has done an excellent job of halting Burke's momentum.
Shannan Lerch: This is why he is the World Champion. Duh!
Purse wrenches the hold a bit more and turns for another stepover, but Burke rolls to the side, using this opening to counter with a POWERFUL armdrag takeover. Jeff hits the mat and staggers back to his feet only to fall back down against the ropes. Burke staggers back to his feet as well, but by now Purse is ready and waiting, as Burke comes around Purse fires off with The Spoke! It connects FULL FORCE on Hadrian's jaw. Price hits the ring, as does Gambino. The two men collide with each other, tumbling to the outside. Purse drops down for the cover on Burke.Westbrook into position.
Zach Davis: And this one is over with! Wow!
Shannan Lerch: The Legacy proving to be VERY tough opponents here tonight. But Pantheon is regrouped, refocused and re-diculously talented! Wow!
Kyle Steel: Here are your winners, in a time of 21 minutes and 38 seconds...Jay Price and the World Heavyweight Champion, Jeff Purse...PANTHEON!
Zach Davis: What a display here tonight! The Legacy were coming in as underdogs to a team that is in all honesty almost always the favorite to win. They did deliver and I honestly think they took it to Pantheon like nothing else. But, Pantheon was the favorite to win for a reason. You have the current World Champion and a former World Champion. That is a dream team in itself.
Shannan Lerch: That's for damn sure!
Zach Davis: What a night! And....wait a minute, Purse is out of here...and FAST!
The backstage area again is shown. Eric Price is now back in a suit as he meets up with Jeff Purse.
Eric Price: Any news?
Jeff Purse: Nothing yet. You?
Eric Price: Unfortunately, we can’t get a trace on her although he should be on his way. He will probably bring Kari with him as a bargaining chip for what he wants. Remember, you have to be calm, if you lose your cool, you will make a mistake.
Jeff Purse: I know but I can’t help it. That son of a bitch, who does he think he is?
Eric Price: Calm down man, calm down, let’s go to your dressing room, relax for a moment. He should be here in just a few minutes.
Purse walks ahead of Price as both head to Purse’s dressing room. As Purse goes in, Price quickly knocks him out with a clothesline from behind as he looks at Purse with a huge grin on his face.
Eric Price: Purse, you really are a weakling aren’t you? Come on, come on!
Zach Davis: What the hell is Eric Price doing here? Two men, those are the two men we saw earlier tonight, this whole thing was a setup!
Both men grab a chair and tie Jeff Purse to it as Purse is coming to again.
Eric Price: Hey Purse, let this be a lesson to you. Don’t you ever cross me again. Ta ta.
Eric Price exits Purse’s locker room with both men as the men quickly barricade Purse’s locker room to make sure he can’t get out.
Eric Price: Alright gentlemen, let’s go. We have a show to do.
Zach Davis: What a sick and vile human being. And he’s coming out here, next!
Shannan Lerch: I just don't understand why Purse would have ever trusted him?
Zach Davis: I don't think it was trust...maybe he just allowed Price to assist out of necessity? I'm not sure.
Suddenly 'You Know My Name' by Chris Cornell starts as gold lights start flashing. Eric Price walks out to the ring with the biggest grin on his face we've ever seen. He has a microphone with him. The crowd is booing like mad.
Crowd: Asshole, asshole! asshole!
Eric Price: Oh shut up! You people have no idea what quality entertainment really is.
Zach Davis: What the hell is he doing now? Enough is enough!
Eric Price: Jeff, oooohhh Jeff. I am quite certain that you will be very, very interested in seeing this show. Bring her out!
The two men from the hotel emerge from the curtain, they are carrying what appears to be a folding chair with someone sitting in it to the ring. A dark velvet cloth covers the entire figure and the chair. The crowd boos loudly as the men make their way into the ring and set the covered chair and person in the center of the ring.
Eric Price: Excellent, excellent. Let me start off by saying thank you, Jeff Purse. Thank you for being such a ggullibleidiot! Of course it was me who took Kari from you again!
Shannan Lerch: Kari is under that cloth! Someone needs to get out here and stop this!
Zach Davis: But Eric has locked Jeff in his dressing room.
Eric Price: I am going to enjoy receiving yet another kiss from the gorgeous Kari Kendall. I hope you are watching, Jeff. I want you to see every moment. She is going to experience a real man once again. And there is not a damn thing you can do about it!
More boos from the crowd. Now the screen shows Jeff Purse in his locker room kicking and frantically trying to break down the door to his dressing room to save Kari. Eric laughs.
Eric Price: Save your energy, Jeff. Just enjoy the show--I know I will!
Eric turns his focus toward the chair and his captive. But before he can continue, he is suddenly interrupted.
" Hey, Eric."
Price turns around to look at the screen. Purse is no longer trying to break free of his dressing room. In fact, the door opens without any trouble as Corey Black walks in. The backstage cameras start to pan the room to show the entirety of Pantheon relaxing in their locker room. What is most shocking--Kari Kendall is there sitting comfortably, and safe. Price's eyes nearly pop out of his head.
Eric Price: Wha--that's impossible!
Zach Davis: Kari Kendall is safe and sound! Thank God!
Shannan Lerch: This explains why Jeff Purse was so quick to allow Price to 'help' him. He knew all along!
His expression becomes panicked as he looks to his two hired accomplices.
Eric Price: I thought you had secured the woman?
One of them replies.
Eric Price: Oh you did? If you did, then why is she back there with him and NOT out here?
"We only left her alone for a minute, when you had us lock him in the dressing room."
Eric Price: Only for a minute? You left her unattended! You idiots! How could you screw this up? How could--
Eric's face turns ghostly white suddenly ass a realization comes over him.
Eric Price: If Kari Kendall is back there--then whom, might I ask--is out here?
He says nervously as he pulls the cloth back to reveal--
Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight! Finally! Payback for those disgusting actions courtesy of Eric Price a few weeks ago!
HUGE pop from the crowd.
Shannan Lerch: He might be starting to wonder if that kiss was worth the trouble?
Sarah is seated in the chair with a completely wicked smirk upon her face and a briefcase in her lap. Her hair tied back in a ponytail and her hands heavily taped. The way in which you'd tape them up to have a go at a training bag all day. The two men quickly move in to subdue the redhead. Sarah cracks the briefcase across the face of the first man, knocking him out. The other man receives a shot as well, sending him down. She tosses the briefcase down and picks up the steel folding chair she was sitting in.
Shannan Lerch: She is PISSED!
Zach Davis: This is definitely NOT how Eric Price thought this night was going to go!
Price is high tailing it, but he doesn't get far. Sarah is on him and she CRACKS the steel chair over his back, causing him to fall back onto the floor at ringside. Stopping any attempts of his getting away. She NAILS him with the chair again and again for good measure. The crowd cheers wildly as Sarah grabs hold of a microphone.
Zach Davis: Eric Price getting everything that he deserves and then some!
Shannan Lerch: I don't know if he expected her to respond like this.
Sarah walks back over to the downed Eric Price, leaning down and getting in his face.
Sarah Twilight: You still want a kiss? You still want your fucking kiss?! Here's your DAMN kiss!
Sarah SHOVES the microphone into Eric's mouth as she tries to force it down his throat. Eric's arms and legs flail about wildly as he gags on the equipment. Sarah is screaming at him.
Sarah Twilight: You like that you piece of shit? HUH? Do you like it?!
She finally relents on forcing the microphone down his throat. He coughs and spits up a lot of mucus, barely able to breathe after this fiasco.
Zach Davis: I don't believe what I am witnessing here, but you can't say Price doesn't deserve every bit of it.
Shannan Lerch: Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Said it before, say it again.
Zach Davis: Wait...what is she doing?
Shannan Lerch: Oh my GOD! Sarah NO!
Sarah reaches under the ring and removes a LARGE pair of hedge trimming SHEARS. She looks down at Eric and mouths something as she snaps the shears open and shut a few times.
Zach Davis: We have kids watching! Come ON Sarah. Even he doesn't deserve THAT!
Shannan Lerch: Did she just tell him...she was going to ....cut out his tongue?
Zach Davis: I wish I could answer No, but yes Shannan, that's what she said.
She moves forward to go through with it, but Eric kicks at her with ferocity. His eyes widen as he backs off rapidly. Still kicking at her to keep her at bay. Luckily for him, Sarah is now ambushed by two of her good friends as the Homegrown Players rush to ringside. Steve Orbit and Waylon Cash have to physically hold Sarah against her will to prevent her from attempting such a horrific assault. Eric looks furious and frightened at the same time as he dusts himself off, and steps into the stands to get the hell out of here finally. Though the look on his face says it all.
Shannan Lerch: Look at his face! I don't think he can believe what almost just happened!
Zach Davis: That man just realized he may have barked up the wrong tree..at least for tonight. Knowing Price, he will be back to it soon enough.
Shannan Lerch: I think he just got a taste of what Sarah is capable of. But I have to agree, Eric isn't going to allow this to be the end of it. He was just embarrassed, and he won't let that go.
Cash and Orbit finally get Sarah to cool down and she slides back into the ring to a HUGE ovation. Eric Price stares back at her from the stands, still not believing what just almost happened to him.
Sarah Twilight: Hey, asshole!
She mouths as she picks up the dented briefcase.
Sarah Twilight: You think this is over? Hahahah...hahahaha. Fuck no!
She opens the briefcase and removes a small stack of papers from inside.
Sarah Twilight: I just had a little message for you Eric. That's all.
She smirks heavily as the crowd hustles and bustles with excitement.
Sarah Twilight: At One....it WILL be Eric Price versus Jeff Purse for the WCF World Championship.
Eric grins and shakes his head in approval.
Sarah Twilight: And I WILL be the special referee for that match!
Eric shakes his head furiously in protest as the crowd goes wild. Sarah smirks VERY heavily at him.
Sarah Twilight: And, according to the board of directors...that decision...is FINAL!
Zach Davis: Woah! Eric Price gets his shot at Jeff Purse, and Sarah Twilight will be the referee! The decision is finalized by the board. That means Eric has no way out of it!
Shannan Lerch: Sarah Twilight certainly isn't a big fan of Eric Price. I think he might have made a huge mistake by getting himself involved in tthis mess.
Zach Davis: The odds for Jeff Purse walking out of One as World Champion just DOUBLED!
Shannan Lerch: It may take a miracle for Eric Price to become World Champion!
"The Only One" by Evanescence hits as Sarah and the Homegrown Players stand in the ring to HUGE cheers from the crowd. The last image we are shown is a closeup of Eric Price's face, seething with anger.