03/10/2013


Slam Intro

Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai hits and once again Slam is on the air!

Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! I hope you saw the return of WCF Wednesday Night a few days ago, it was a great show.

Shannan Lerch: But let's move on to tonight! We've got Pantheon in action against Genesis in a huge tag team match!

Zach Davis: Prophecy, Steeltoe Joe and Tek, face Jay Price and Skyler Striker. Prophecy is a cohesive unit but Price and Striker are former World Champions, so, y'know. This is going to be one interesting contest.

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Steeltoe Joe, his Explosion opponent will be either Davey Ortega or Buzzsaw Bundy. We'll find out who tonight, as those two men face one another with contendership on the line!

Zach Davis: Tonight's Television Title shot goes to Doc Henry. Henry shocked the world when he won the Hardcore Championship last night, and he could become the first ever Hardcore and Television Champion if he beats Kane here tonight.

Shannan Lerch: Benjamin Atreyu and Morientes go one on one. Atreyu is a few short weeks away from the second match in the Trilogy Cup Tournament, but Morientes, from Rebellion, is a top competitor. This could go either way.

Zach Davis: And speaking of Rebellion, we've got Gable, Blizzard, and the Ninja teaming up as a unit, facing off against the big Genesis team of FPV and the Homegrown Players!

Shannan Lerch: This is one of Rebellion's biggest matchups yet, and if they can beat Genesis, that would be HUGE.

Zach Davis: Deuce Maximus teams up with Ana Valentine against Magnus and G-Money, the unlikely team that won their match last week. Deuce is... a weird fellow, to say the least.

Shannan Lerch: And if Ana Valentine happens to get injured, he magically makes it into the Trilogy Cup Tournament. Which makes this an even more interesting match.

Zach Davis: And in our opener, Judge Mental faces the one and only John Thomas! Here we go!

Eric Price Segment

Zach Davis: Slam shaping up to be a great show for you tonight folks and…

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing over the speaker system of the Pepsi Center

Shannan Lerch: Oh boy, here we go.

Zach Davis: Ugh, already.

Shannan Lerch: What, he’s our World Champion? Come on, aren’t you excited?

Zach Davis: Not particularly.

Eric Price walks out onto the entrance area wearing a black suite with a dark green shirt and tie, a US Flag lapel pin on his sport coat as the crowd immediately starts booing loudly. The World Title is draped over his shoulder.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your WCF World Champion, Mr. Eric Price!

Zach Davis: And kicking off Slam is the WCF World Champion Eric Price.

Shannan Lerch: That’s Mr. Eric Price.

Zach Davis: And you get a royalty check for that, right?

Shannan Lerch: He’s the champion and he demands to be addressed properly. I simply do that.

Zach Davis: Nevertheless, we’re joined by our World Champion for what reason, we shall see.

Eric Price asking for a microphone.

Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

Zach Davis: And this crowd certainly letting the champ know what they think of him.

Eric Price: Settle down. I know living at this altitude has already killed most of your brain cells. And I know that people watching at home aren’t much brighter than you so I’ll try to explain this as slowly as I can for you. My name … is Mr. Eric Price … and I am … the WCF World Champion. You hear that … World … Champion! Now I know that it’s been a while since you neophytes in Denver have had a World Champion or a champion of any kind in your midst…

Crowd boos loudly.

Eric Price: So I thought I’d give you all the treat of seeing what a champion looks like. And not just any champion, but THE greatest WCF World Champion in the history of WCF! The closest you’ve come to championship glory as of late were your Nuggets, which call this very arena their home. In both 2006 and 2009, they were close but then they lost to teams from my hometown, the great city of Los Angeles because we are simply better than you.

Crowd: Let’s go Nuggets! Let’s go Nuggets! Let’s go Nuggets!

Zach Davis: This raucous crowd now chanting for the Nuggets.

Eric Price: Hey, it’s not my fault that Iverson left for greener pastures when he realized that Denver is full of nothing but losers! But I digress…

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Eric Price: The truth hurts! I DIGRESS … tonight, I am here to teach people about respect. Last week, FPV came out here and that putrid piece of crap decided to upstage me, interrupt me, unnecessarily waste money to have himself presented only to denigrate the good name of Mr. Eric Price! But this week, I will not allow that, this week is about making an example out of people and showing everyone that as your WCF World Champion, I command respect! But I’m also out here for another reason, Rebellion, this new upstart group had one of its representatives Morientes come out here last week and he suggested that all the champions of WCF should pick fresh contenders for Explosion; pick people who have never had the belt they are challenging for; people who have not had a match for the belt for which they are challenging in a good bit of time. Now let it not be said that I am not progressive in my thinking but I think Morientes is right.

Zach Davis: What?

Shannan Lerch: What?

Eric Price: I think Morientes is onto a great idea there. You see Mr. M made a great point in that I should pick someone new to face me for the title. Although for the record, I’m already one step ahead of him as at Timebomb, I faced Steeltoe Joe and he just couldn’t get the job done but regardless, I will do the same here. Except I say why wait until Timebomb, I say let’s do it right here tonight!

Crowd cheers

Eric Price: That’s right, the World Title will be on the line right here tonight!

Zach Davis: World Title match tonight, right here in Denver!

Shannan Lerch: This is big news, this is great!

Eric Price: With that in mind, I’d like to call Morientes and his group to the ring right now.

"All For The Glory" by KISS plays as the crowd pops loudly. The lights flicker for a moment, before the arena is plunged into darkness. The fans cheer even louder as they eager anticipate the arrival of Rebellion. The screen starts a clock countdown, as the crowd chants along with it.

3!

2!!

1!!!

Pyrotechnics ignite on the stage as the first verse of the song is belted.

Crowd starts cheering

Zach Davis: And looks like Rebellion are on their way out here and we are going to have a huge match for the World Title here tonight. And…

As the song continues to play, a myriad of characters who clearly are not Rebellion come through the entrance stage. The crowd’s cheers turn to boos as Eric Price simply smiles and looks a bit surprised.

Shannan Lerch: Hahaha!!!

Zach Davis: What kind of ridiculous charade is this?

Shannan Lerch: That’s Rebellion!

Zach Davis: Now it isn’t and you know it!

Shannan Lerch: No, that looks like them.

Zach Davis: Oh please. Well, knowing how Eric Price is, we shouldn’t be surprised he’d pull a trick like this.

Shannan Lerch: Let’s hear him out, I mean he offered Rebellion the chance and they’re in the ring with him right now.

Zach Davis: Folks, that is not Rebellion, this is some kind of joke in bad taste by the World Champion Eric Price.

The characters that makes their way down to the stage look like a Frankenstein monster, a Jack Frost like snowman with a carrot nose, a Ninja dressed in a black robe, a disheveled balding man dressed in an unkempt suit, and a Mexican looking guy with a hat and a bag of oranges on his shoulder.

Eric Price: Well Rebellion, you’re obviously looking very good, you all want a shot at titles, am I right?

The character that looks like Frankenstein responds.

“Vengeance”: Grr….me want title.

Eric Price: I’m sure you do. Now, what makes you think you deserve a title?

The disheveled man in the unkempt suit starts to speak

“John Gable”: You’ll have to excuse my friend here, he’s not good with words. He’s had a few brushes with death. But I know I deserve a title, I also can sing, dance, and do impressions.

Eric Price: John, John, this is Slam, not an audition. I know you haven’t had an audition in a while but this is neither the place nor the time.

“John Gable”: Well, I only appear in quality works but the problem is Hollywood just does not want to acknowledge my great talent. Tom Hanks had nothing on me if they’d cast me in Forrest Gump instead of him.

Eric Price: You were up for the character of Forrest Gump?

“John Gable”: I … almost was but then I decided I was too good to star in that drivel.

Eric Price: … right … moving on, what’s the deal with carrot nose here.

“Blizzard”: Well, don’t you know I’m blizzard. Being from Alaska, I have to shield myself from the elements. But then that doesn’t really matter. In fact, titles or no titles, I’m still a winner.

Eric Price: Okay, but isn’t the point that you want a title?

“Blizzard”: Title or not title, it’s okay. If I’m in a match, then it’s fine. If I’m not in a match, then that’s fine too. I’m fine with just how things are. You want an ice cream bar?

“Blizzard” produces an ice cream bar from his large round white coat and offers it to Eric.

Eric Price: I’ll pass. Moving on, umm…what is this now? The black robe, black belt, what’s going on.

“The Ninja”: Eric-san, I will defeat you hahaha!!! You see, I should be a champion! Ha! Ho!!!

The ha and ho are accompanied by karate moves. As “The Ninja” speaks, his lips are not synced with what he’s saying.

“The Ninja”: You may the World Champion but I am a Ninja and I can defeat you Eric-san, hahaha! So watch out because I show up from nowhere. Ha! Ho! Ha!

Eric looks confused at this

Eric Price: Okay?

“The Ninja”: Indeed!

Eric Price: And what’s your story orange bag? Oh wait, don’t tell me, you’re one of Sean Hannity’s orange pickers?

“Morientes”: Soy Morientes.

Eric Price: I’m sorry?

“Morientes”: Es que yo no hablo ingles.

Eric Price: This is the United States of America and in this country you will speak English now, what’s your story?

“Morientes”: I look job.

Eric Price: You look job? Do you speak English?

“Morientes”: I look job.

Eric Price: Okay let’s try this again, English, do you speak English? Hablar ingles?

“Morientes”: Oh … no.

Eric Price: No. How the hell do you expect to succeed in WCF and hold a title if you can’t even speak the language here, come on, this is ridiculous. This is Rebellion, this is supposed to be the group that’s should be at the top and is being held down by “the man”. Well, nevertheless, I am a man of my word and you are all out here tonight for a title shot and I’m going to give it to you. We’re going to have ourselves a World Title match right here tonight and to make it fair because clearly you all are a unit to be reckoned with, I am going to do the only honorable thing and that is face you all at once in a five on one handicap match with the World Title on the line!

Shannan Lerch: Five on one? What a magnanimous champion!

Zach Davis: Oh please, give me a break, what a joke this is.

Eric Price: Let’s get a referee out here.

A referee quickly comes out to the ring. Eric Price slides out of the ring and hands Kyle Steel a cue cards and demands that he read from it.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and is a five on one handicap match for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first, the challengers, at a combined weight of 1,309 pounds, they are Rebellion.

Crowd boos. Eric pretends to stretch himself to get ready for this match.

Kyle Steel: And their opponent, standing at 6’ 4”, weighing in at 245 lbs., he is a magnate, a magnanimous human being, greatness personified, the greatest WCF World Heavyweight Champion in history, and the current WCF World Champion, Mr. Eric Price!

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Eric Price: Ref, ring the bell.

Bell rings

Zach Davis: And this is actually going to happen, I can’t believe this nonsense.

The five members of “Rebellion” stand in front of Eric Price slowly coming toward him. They then decided to run at him but Price quickly dodges them and they instead hit each other knocking themselves all down.

Shannan Lerch: And here we go, Price covers “Morientes”!

1 ..

2 ..

3!

Zach Davis: And ding, it’s over, thank God. And that is not the real Morientes, this is ridiculous.

Eric Price: Kyle, announce me as the winner!

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and still WCF World Heavyweight Champion, Mr. Eric Price!

Crowd boos loudly

Eric Price: You see folks, I didn’t even break a sweat in beating Rebellion, they were so easy to defeat. I guess the Rebellion has been quelled, long live the king of WCF, the best of the best, the WCF World Champion, the greatest WCF World Champion of all time, yours truly Mr. Eric…

Zach Davis: And Eric being cut off here as he looks up at the stage surprised as I think the real Morientes is going to come out here.

“Back For More” by Five Finger Death Punch starts playing over the speaker system of the Pepsi Center. The real Morientes appears at the top of the entrance ramp, holding a microphone and looking downright pissed. The crowd cheers loudly as the Spaniard starts to speak.

Morientes: You think you're funny don't you champion? After what you said on Twitter, I presumed that you'd be out for real and finally make something out of yourself. But no, you play this sick stunt, and still expect respect from the rest of the locker room and the WCF Galaxy?

Eric Price: My name is Mr. Eric Price and I am the WCF World Champion and that means that I command respect. You should be thankful that I gave your group any exposure at all because you’re all just a bunch of ham and eggers. I mean look at you up there, you’re just like these people, just like the Denver Nuggets or the Broncos, nothing but a loser!

Shannan Lerch: Hahaha! The champ is truly on today, won't you agree?

Zach Davis: I don't think Morientes finds it very funny though. He looks ready to rip Eric Price a new one!

Morientes: Oh, you are truly the man aren't you Mr. Price? I'm sure a brave and noble champion like yourself shouldn't have any issues taking puny little me, right? After all, you just beat five men in less than ten seconds! Give me the honor of meeting you in the ring kind sir, maybe I can show you what Rebellion has.

Eric Price laughs at hearing that, waving his hand condescendingly at Morientes. The Spaniard doesn't take it to heart though, smiling slightly as he starts moving down the entrance ramp towards the WCF Champion.

Morientes: But seeing that I have a match against Atreyu scheduled later, I'm thinking a good time would be... now!!

Eric Price: Whoa, hold on a second, my name is Mr. Eric Price and I deserve respect! You stay right there damn it…

Without warning, Morientes rushes full-speed down the ramp and into the ring, hell-bent on beating the life out of a suddenly flustered-looking Eric Price. The crowd explodes, highly excited to see the bastard get his comeuppance.

Zach Davis: Woah woah woah, it looks like El Nino have had enough, and is about to teach our WCF Champion a lesson or two about the proper way to treat the rest of the WCF locker room.

Shannan Lerch: Hey hey hey, he shouldn't do that! Get out of the ring champion, get away from him!

Crowd: Beat him up! Beat him up! Beat him up!

As Morientes dashes into the ring via the bottom rope, Eric Price does his best to slide out of reach. But by some twist of fate or other, he somehow trips on his jacket and drops his microphone, stumbling onto the canvas in the process. Just then, Morientes enters the ring and closes in on him.

Shannan Lerch: Oh no, he didn't manage to get out of the ring! Don't hurt my good-looking man Mr. M!

Morientes stands over the fallen champion threateningly, as Eric Price holds his hands up in a pleading manner. Morientes backs off slightly, beckoning for Eric Price to get to his feet. The champion does as he says, still speaking to the Bull and trying to placate him.

Zach Davis: Don't listen to whatever he is telling you Morientes! Elbow his damn head off! Do this company a favor!

Indeed, Morientes doesn't seem impressed by Eric Price's actions. He readies himself, and tries to deliver a clothesline to the champion. But he misses! Eric Price ducks the blow, and scrambles out of the ring in a hurry, messing up his expensive suit in the process. Spluttering with anger and embarrassment, the WCF champion backs up the ramp, shouting obscenities at the figure in the ring, while the Denver crowd bursts into boos.

Crowd: Coward! Coward! Coward!

Raising his microphone to his mouth again, Morientes looks straight at the retreating Eric Price, and speaks.

Morientes: You heard them Eric! A coward is what you are, and will always be. If you have the cojones, face me in the ring one-on-one! That championship is secondary; I'll kill to teach you a lesson your mother did not all those years ago. We are all sick of you, and for good reason. Desaparecete! When señora Twilight beats you for that title, it'll be a happy day for the entire company indeed. Tick-tock, tick-tock!

Seething in rage, Eric Price screams incoherently at Morientes, clutching his World Title tightly as the crowd starts chanting along. He spits on the ramp in disgust and walks backstage, while the Bull continues riling up the delighted Denver fans.

Crowd: Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!

Zach Davis: Explosive start to Slam! Eric Price tries to show up Rebellion, but got sent packing by a very angry Morientes instead! I wonder if Eric Price will leave this loose thread hanging. It's not as if he doesn't have enough enemies in the locker room already.

Shannan Lerch: I'm so torn. Oh dear, I do hope he isn't injured.

Commercial Break

Eric Price is walking backstage clutching his title tightly as he looks downright livid as Hank Brown approaches him to ask him about what happened

Hank Brown: Mr. Price…

Eric Price: Did you see what happened out there? That’s my ring time, that’s my interview time, my TV time and that son of a *beep* decides to jump me from out of nowhere. He’s just a curtain jerking piece of trash, who the hell does he think he is? Well that’s fine, that’s just fine, he wants to play, we’re going to play. Before the night is over, I promise you and I promise everyone here including these loser fans that I am going to be respected!

Eric Price looks at Hank Brown with a flat out rage as Hank backs away as Eric strides away furiously toward his locker room.

John Thomas vs Judge Mental

We come back from commercials yet again, and both John Thomas and Judge Mental are in the ring.

Zach Davis: First match of the night, here we go!

The bell sounds and the two men begin brawling in the middle of the ring. Mental runs at Thomas but Thomas ducks it and Clotheslines him out of the ring. As Mental hits the mat, he bonks his head on the metal turnbuckle.

Shannan Lerch: OUCH. He hit his head REALLY hard.

Yep. Judge Mental hit his head in just the right way to knock him out. A ten count later...

Kyle Steel: John Thomas wins via countout!

Thomas celebrates his win as medics check on Judge Mental.

Zach Davis: I hope Judge Mental is going to be okay!

Sarah Twilight/Steve Orbit Segment

We cut backstage to see one half of the Tag Team Champions, Steve Orbit and Sarah Twilight as they are in the midst of a conversation.

Steve Orbit: Come on Sarah. Don't fuckin' lie to me. I know better.

Sarah Twilight: What do you want me to tell you, Steve? What the fuck am I supposed to say?

Steve Orbit: That you fuckin' lettin' Eric Price fuck with ya. Come on, two weeks in a row you lettin' matches slip? We both know damn straight that ain't the Sarah Twilight who's been wreckin' shit ever since October.

Sarah Twilight: No Steve. It's not Eric, it's me. I've been letting this sit for way too fucking long. No more!

Steve Orbit: Whatchu talkin' about Sarah?

Sarah Twilight: Let's just say it's about time that I reminded everyone who holds the cards around here. You want to see the same Sarah Twilight who has delivered week in and week out for months? Well tonight, you'll fucking see that and THEN SOME!

Sarah heads off down the corridor leaving a dumbfounded Steve Orbit.

Steve Orbit: Wait...what the? Sarah what are you gonna do? SARAH!? Ooooohh shiiiiit. This can't be good.

There is no response as the fired up redhead continues off down the hall. We cut back to ringside.

Deuce Maximus/Ana Valentine vs Magnus/G-Money

Zach Davis: Up next we have a few odd pairings as Ana Valentine, who is in the Trilogy Cup, teams with Deuce Maximus...who is also in the Trilogy Cup...provided that something happens that prevents either Ana, Skylar Striker, Benjamin Atreyu or Chris Kane from competing. I don't know that Valentine can trust Maximus here.

Shannan Lerch: You don't know that for sure! But look at the pairing of G-Money and Magnus. Do we think those two will get along? I highly doubt it.

Zach Davis: I think that Magnus doesn't much care who is in the ring at all.

Shannan Lerch: And we take it to the ring!

Kyle Steel: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall.....

The crowd cheers.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first...hailing from Compton, California and weighing in at 235lbs...he is G-MONEY!!!!

“GET YO ASS UP!!!” blares over the speakers before Kendrick Lamar’s “Backseat Freestyle” booms throughout the area, G-Money slowly makes his way to the entrance way after slowly emerging he pauses on at the top of the aisle and scans the arena from side to side, with a smirk on his face G swaggers to the ring

Kyle Steel: And his tag team partner, hailing from Siberia and weighing in at 227lbs....he is "The Siberian Lion" MAGNUS!

The Russian Flag proudly waves over the WCF video screen as an octet of singers walks out on stage, four men and four women to a row of microphones as the music starts up and they sing the Russian National Anthem as Magnus walks out from the back, proudly waving the Russian flag, the crowd nearly drowning him out in an even louder chorus of boos and " Russia Sucks" chants. Magnus is unphased by the crowds reaction as he walks down the ramp and towards goes to walk up the stairs but ends up getting into a verbal exchange with a member of the front row before turning back towards the ring, raising the flag up high and finally getting in. Magnus proudly waves the flag around the some more as the octet slowly quiets and Magus waits for his opponent.

Kyle Steel: And their opponents...first, from Mobile, Alabama weighing in at 220lbs...he is 'Mythic' DEUCE MAXIMUS!

The lights in the arena dims as the sounds of electricy crackling can be heard. Suddenly a bright flash of electricity strikes the center of the ramp entrance. Once the smoke clears, Deuce is standing there smirking towards the ring. 'Run Like Hell' by Pink Floyd jumps in and Deuce walks to the ring, reaching his arms out to give fans fives, both high and low, occasionally too slow. As he slides into the ring and stands center, lightning flashes from the four corners. Deuce pulls off his 'mythic' T-shirt and tosses it to the crowd then hops to a middle turnbuckle. He does a 'lookout' before he smirks and gives a finger-guns to a sign he finds clever. He hops down and waits for the bell.

Kyle Steel: And his tag team partner.....hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada...weighing in at 109lbs....she is "The Pristine Princess" ANA VALENTINE!

"Don't Cha" by the Pussycat Dolls hits and the crowd goes WILD. Ana Valentine emerges onto the stage as she waves to either side of the crowd. She starts her way down the ramp as pink pyros go off on the stage behind her. She pauses at the steps to the ring to blow kisses to the crowd. She then steps into the ring bending low to slip between the middle and bottom rope.

Zach Davis: And this one is ready to get under way!

Shannan Lerch: Any questions we have had are going to be answered right here and now!

Referee Charles Whitman calls for the bell and Deuce opts to start off the match for his team. Magnus glares at G-Money and without saying a word lets him know that he needs to get on the ring apron. Deuce and Magnus circle each other, and Maximus leads in with a few jabs. Magnus replies with a headbutt that sends Maximus down. But Deuce is quickly back up and he nods his head, ready to go. Maximus now catches Magnus with some HARD gut shots that stun the Russian. Deuce keeps up the pressure, backing Magnus into the ropes and he continues to fire away the gut shots much to the crowds' delight. Finally Magnus shoves Maximus off and the two again meet in the center of the ring.

Zach Davis: Deuce very impressive each and every time we see him in that ring. Though he's going to need to be very impressive against a man like Magnus.

Shannan Lerch: I really hope he is, because Russians are just...ugh!

Zach Davis: What have you got against Russians?

Shannan Lerch: Well there was this time at a hotel in Moscow....

Zach Davis: Nevermind, I don't want to know!

The two now square off with a collar and elbow tie up. The slightly larger Magnus takes advantage using his strength to lift Maximus up and very impressively slams him down with a quick power slam. Magnus lets out a yell of dominance and the crowd boos, mostly just cause he's Russian. He follows up by dropping his leg down at Maximus, but Deuce rolls out of the way and Magnus meets nothing but canvas.

Zach Davis: And Magnus started getting a head of steam that was quickly doused as Maximus gets out of harms way!

Shannan Lerch: Come on, get up! Kick that Commi bastard in the mouth or something!

Zach Davis: Wow that bad, huh?

Shannan Lerch: I thought you didn't wanna hear about it?

Zach Davis: Still don't.

Maximus does make it to his feet, as does Magnus. Maximus is the quicker of the two and beats Magnus to the punch as he launches in with a shoulder tackle that rattles the Russian, but does not take him off his feet, because Russians, even the smaller ones are like brick houses. Maximus now for a second shoulder tackle, but this time, Magnus tries one of his own and the two men collide, and BOTH men are knocked from their feet!!!

Zach Davis: Maximus takes Magnus off his feet. But not without taking some damage himself as Magnus returns the favors.

Shannan Lerch: Just get up, beat him, strangle him!

Zach Davis: After that collision, both men need to make a tag.

Maximus starts crawling for his corner, as does Magnus. Maximus makes the tag to Valentine, Magnus gets the tag to G-Money and these two now meet in the center of the ring. G-Money swings a fist but it isn't fast enough as Valentine grapples him into a belly to belly suplex. G-Money hits the mat hard and Valentine stays on him. She sends a stinging kick to his back and as he gets to his feet, she sends him for a whip into the ropes. But G-Money leaps to the turnbuckle and returns with a jumping snap sidekick to the face. Valentine falls backwards to the mat and G-Money, knowing full well not to allow a moment's rest, follows up with a senton splash for show. Valentine is dazed and Money looks to end it early as he backs away, setting up for his pattented King Hit.

Zach Davis: G-Money looking to put this one away now!

Shannan Lerch: No! No! No! Magnus has to lose! Someone beat that dumb Russian!

Zach Davis: Calm yourself, Shannan. You'll bust a blood vessel!

As G-Money waits to deliver his pattented shot, Deuce enters the ring. This draws Magnus into the ring as well and the two men collide for another round of brawling that spills to the outside. Money is distracted just for a moment and this has given Ana Valentine a moment to get herself together. As G-Money turns his attention back to the Pristine Princess, he is taken down out of NOWHERE with a cutter! Ana quickly makes the cover. Charles Whitman in position.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE--NO!

G-Money manages to shoot a shoulder up.

Zach Davis: Near fall as Ana Valentine nearly secured the pinfall with an impressive cutter.

Shannan Lerch: That was three!

Zach Davis: It was only two, Shannan. Jeez, what'd Magnus ever do to you?

Shannan Lerch: Just...shut up!

On the outside, Magnus and Deuce continue their brawl with Deuce beeing slammed face first into the announce table. Magnus is on a tear on the outside and continues to work Deuce over. Valentine back to her feet after the near fall. G-Money is dazed still as he staggers to his feet. Valentine grapples him up for Cupid's Bow, but the much heavier G-Money maintains himself and instead fires off some elbows to break Ana's attempt. Ana is stunned by the elbow shots and G-Money grabs hold of her and pulls her up for a powerbomb, he sends her CRASHING into the canvas and immediately goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE--NO!

Ana shoots her shoulder up.

Zach Davis: Ana Valentine taking some punishment in this one. And with those ribs, she is risking serious injury.

Shannan Lerch: G-Money seems to be well aware of that fact and that powerbomb might have set the pace for the remainder of this match.

Back on the outside, Deuce is clotheslined into the crowd by Magnus, who follows over the barricade after him. Deuce fires back with some stiff shots and this brawl shows no signs of slowing down. In the ring, G-Money again has Ana in his sights for his pattented King Hit! Ana is slowly to her feet, Money explodes at her with his high knee lift and, she DUCKS IT! G-Money sails past her with the missed opportunity and Ana capitalizes almost INSTANTLY as this time she is able to get the larger man up and over as she DRIVES him into the mat with Cupid's Arrow! She bridges and keep the waist locked after impact. Whitman in position.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: Wow what a victory!

Bell rings.

Kyle Steel: Here are your winners, the team of DEUCE MAXIMUS and ANA VALENTINE!

Zach Davis: Another impressive victory for Ana Valentine here tonight as she picks up the win along with Deuce Maximus who is....where is Deuce?

Shannan Lerch: Look, up there!

In the middle of the crowd, Deuce and Magnus have not stopped brawling. The carnage continues as they disappear to the back somewhere.

Zach Davis: Someone might want to let them know it's over? Haha!

Shannan Lerch: They may not even care. Anyhow, let's move on!

Christopher Kane/Scott Savage Segment

“This Fire Burns” Hits, and Christopher Kane begins walking down the ramp, with a microphone in his hand.

Shannan Lerch: Here is your Internet, and Television champion, Chris Kane. He looks like he has something on his mind.

Chris rolls into the ring, and immediately raises the mic to his lips.

Chris Kane: Cut the music. I got something I need to say, and I want Scott savage out here to hear it.

Zach Davis: I wonder what this is about.

“Night on Bald Mountain” begins to play, and Scott Savage steps onto the ramp with a quizzical look on his face. Slowly, he approaches the ring, and walks up the steps, grabbing a microphone on his way in. He waits for his music to die down before speaking.

Scott Savage: Hello Chris... I am curious... what could not be said backstage?

Chris Kane: You remember when the Men in White attacked us? We had the match, beat them, and then they disappeared. That seemed a little weird to me, so I started doing some detective work, and I'll bet you can guess what I found out. Those men weren't working alone. They were being paid to do what they did... being paid by you. You hired them to attack me!

Zach Davis: What?!

With a wry grin, Scott stars a sarcastic slow clap.

Scott Savage: congratulations, Chris. You figured it out. However, here is my question: did your little Sherlock Holmes impression help you figure out WHY I did it? Let me save you the breath. I did it to make you better. I did it, because I knew a serious threat would help sharpen your young senses, and shape your abilities. I did everything I did, in service of you.

Chris laughs.

Chris Kane: Of course, that's not all I found out. The Men in White aren't the only ones around here you've been paying off, are they?

Scott's look of amusement, turns to one of anger.

Scott Savage: Chris, you might want to be careful about your next words.

Chris Kane: You've been paying-

Chris is cut off by a kick to the gut from Scott.

Scott Savage: You just couldn't keep your mouth shut.

With that, Savage drops the mic, and flips Chris upward in a powerbomb position. Scott brings him down hard on the amt, the young man's head and neck snapping backward violently, knocking him unconscious. Scott glares down at Kane, before rolling out of the ring, and making his way to the back.

Zach Davis: What exactly is this man trying to hide?

Shannan Lerch: I don't know, but I have a feeling Chris Kane won;t be telling us tonight.

John Gable/Blizzard/The Ninja vs FPV/The Homegrown Players

"All For The Glory" by KISS plays as the crowd pops loudly. The lights flicker for a moment, before the arena is plunged into darkness. The fans cheer even louder as they eager anticipate the arrival of Rebellion. The screen starts a clock countdown, as the crowd chants along with it.

3!

2!!

1!!!

Pyrotechnics ignite on the stage as the first verse of the song is belted. The lights come back on, and the fans are on their feet roaring WILDLY as the team of The Ninja, John Gable, and Blizzard appear from the back. The three men make their way to the ring as the cheering crowd tries to touch them. As they enter the ring, The Ninja jumps onto a turnbuckle, as the remaining two men stand in a row facing the audience. Rebellion raises their left hands in the air simultaneously as their music fades out.

Kyle Steel: This is the team of Blizzard, John Gable, and The Ninja..... REBELLION!

The lights go dark for a moment, before quick three second snippets of various songs play over the P.A. "Ghosts 'n Stuff" for FPV. "Hear Me Now" for Speede. "Flashlight" for Orbit. "White Trash Renegade" for Cash. "Am I a Psycho" for Tek. "Barton Hollow" for STJ. And lastly, "The Only One" for Twilight. 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, followed by Waylon Cash and Steve Orbit, the Homegrown Players! Frank begins fistbumping along to the music, eliciting huge bursts of pyro! The three Genesis members head to the ring.

Kyle Steel: The team of FPV, Waylon Cash, and Steve Orbit.. they are GENESIS!

FPV starts the match for his team, and John Gable for his. The bell sounds as the two men sidestep each other, both very cautious. Eventually they tie up.

Zach Davis: For my money, John Gable is one of the most underrated stars here in the WCF. In the past we haven't liked his methods, but you can't deny that he has talent.

Gable gets the upper hand, putting FPV into a Headlock. FPV shoves Gable off and Gable bounces into the ropes, but as he comes back he hits FPV with a knee to the face, taking him down. FPV gets back up and Gable executes an Arm Wringer. He cranks on it as FPV's face contorts in pain. FPV eventually rolls through, escaping it and putting Gable into an Arm Wringer of his own. FPV tries to transition to a Clothesline but Gable ducks it and puts FPV into a Full Nelson, slams him down and puts him into an Armbar!

Shannan Lerch: Great sequence by Gable there, working over FPV's arm and putting him in a position to possibly tap out.

FPV again yells in pain as Gable has the move locked in. The crowd begins to get behind him, a "F-P-V!" chant rising up throughout the crowd. FPV crawls towards the ropes...

Zach Davis: Is he going to make it?

Yes!, FPV is able to grab the ropes, forcing Gable to release the hold. Gable drags FPV into the middle of the ring before tagging in Ninja.

Shannan Lerch: Now FPV is going to be killed, just like that Nova friend of his!

Zach Davis: COME ON, Shannan, that was uncalled for. Too soon.

Ninja lifts FPV up and goes for a Roundhouse Kick, but FPV ducks it and hits Ninja with a quick jab, then a chop, a kick to the shin, then grabs him and hits a Brainbuster!

Shannan Lerch: Looks like Ninja may have just been killed!

FPV tags in Steve Orbit. Orbit comes into the ring as Ninja stands. Orbit hits him with a low kick before throwing him to the ropes. As Ninja comes back Orbit hits a Spinebuster.

Zach Davis: Genesis, firmly in control here.

Orbit quickly tags in Waylon Cash.

Shannan Lerch: Quick tag!, smart wrestling.

Cash climbs up to the top as Orbit does as well, on the opposite side...

Zach Davis: Death From Above!

Waylon hits the Flying Headbutt while Orbit hits the Oakland Splash!

Shannan Lerch: This could be it!

Waylon pins Ninja.

One!

Blizzard enters the ring.

Two!

Orbit intercepts him!

Zach Davis: NO! Gable saves the match, kicking Waylon off Ninja.

While the referee is busy telling Blizzard and Orbit to get out of the ring, Gable lifts Waylon up and hits him with the SOME LIKE IT HOTT! He quickly puts the dazed Ninja overtop of Waylon before leaving the ring. As he does, the ref turns around and makes the count.

One!

Two!

NO! Waylon kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: I thought that was it!

Ninja gets up and stumbles over to his corner, tagging in Blizzard. Blizzard comes into the ring and grapples Cash as he stands up, from behind. Blizzard hits a big German Suplex!, into the bridge pin.

One!

Two!

No! Waylon kicks out again!

Zach Davis: The Hellbilly, staying alive...

Shannan Lerch: He finally rescued Roxxi Savage, but he has his clash with Nathan von Liebert on the horizon.... he seems focused, but I wonder how focused he REALLY is.

Blizzard lifts Waylon up and grabs him by the throat.

Zach Davis: Here comes a Chokeslam!

Blizzard lifts Waylon up but Cash counters it with a DDT! Both Blizzard and Cash quickly get to their feet, and Cash hits Blizzard with a Flying Forearm before tagging Orbit back in!

Shannan Lerch: Once again here comes Steve Orbit!

Orbit hits Blizzard with a Standing Dropkick. Blizzard goes down, stumbles back up, Orbit grabs him from behind...

Zach Davis: Honey Dip!

Indeed, Orbit hits the Half Nelson Suplex he's famous for! Finally, Orbit tags in FPV.

Shannan Lerch: The crowd is on their feet... here it comes...

Blizzard stumbles up.... FPV goes for his move!

Crowd: BOOM!

BUT BLIZZARD DUCKS IT! Blizzard quickly rolls FPV up with a schoolboy pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: WHAAAT?!

The match is over before anyone from either team could have expected it to be. Blizzard quickly gets up, with Ninja and Gable joining him. FPV is on his feet, looking around, not believing what has happened.

Shannan Lerch: What an upset! Rebellion just scored the victory!

Blizzard, Gable and Ninja hold their arms up high as FPV is joined by the Homegrown Players in the ring. The Rebellion members leave, high fiving each other as they head to the back.

Zach Davis: Rebellion says they've been held down by management, but with wins like that, I'm not sure they can continue to be held down for long.

The crowd instantly starts booing as a group of people come running out from the back. It’s Davey Ortega, Gravedigger, and members of MS-13!!

Zach Davis: What?! Not again! What are they doing out here?

The gang members of MS-13 slide into the ring as Steve Orbit, Waylon Cash, and FPV turn their attention to them. They start brawling in the middle of the ring. Gravedigger and Waylon Cash slide in behind MS-13 and join them in beating down the 3 members of Genesis as Eric Price walks down the ramp, carrying the world title on one shoulder and a bag on his other shoulder.

Zach Davis: They’re like a pack of wild dogs, MS-13 is! They’re all over the Homegrown Players and FPV!

Shannan Lerch: This is revenge for the disrespect they showed Eric Price last week! They deserve this. Put FPV back in a coma guys!

Zach Davis: Oh come on, Shannan!

Eric Price walks up the ring steps and climbs into the ring as MS-13, Gravedigger, and Davey Ortega finish beating down FPV and the Homegrown Players. They are all three laid out in the center of the ring. Gravedigger walks over and gestures for a mic. He is handed one and he hands it to Eric Price.

Eric Price: Oh look, Genesis, the all-mighty all powerful stable of WCF fallen thanks to yours truly Mr. Eric Price, thanks to great men like Gravedigger, like Davey Ortega, we are not going to allow you to continue disrespecting yours truly the WCF World Champion. But I know sometimes you have trouble expressing what you want to say and that’s okay, I think I have something here that will say it for you and say what not only you but what these people inside truly feel.

Zach Davis: What’s he talking about?

Eric Price takes the bag and reaches inside it. He pulls out three black wads of clothing. He tosses one each to Gravedigger and Davey Ortega. Eric Price takes his own wad and unfolds it to reveal a t-shirt. He gestures towards the prone bodies of the 3 members of Genesis. Gravedigger and Ortega unfold their shirts and look at them, still hidden from the camera. Ortega grins as Gravedigger laughs. All three men lay their t-shirts out across the bodies of FPV, Waylon Cash, and Steve Orbit. The t-shirts read “I <3 Eric Price!”

Zach Davis: Oh come on, this is ridiculous, this is not right.

Shannan Lerch: Brilliant, I love Mr. Eric Price, he’s a great man!

Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

Eric Price holds his world title up in the air as the crowd boos and he quickly pull it to his chest yelling “IT’S MINE! ALL MINE!” before climbing out of the ring. Gravedigger, Davey Ortega and the members of MS-13 climb out of the ring as well and everyone walks up the ramp towards the back as the crowd rains boos down upon them.

Benjamin Atreyu vs Morientes

Shannan Lerch: Coming up, we have what is certain to be a classic confrontation. Benjamin Atreyu and Popo Morientes have been catching eyes and making waves each week with impressive victories. Though only one of them can walk away victorious here tonight.

Zach Davis: And I'll be hard pressed to even begin to try and predict this one. As you've said, both men have been VERY impressive. Your guess is as good as mine!

Shannan Lerch: Let's take it down to Kyle Steel and get this one under way!

Zach Davis: I literally have goosebumps right now! I can't wait!

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall....

Crowd begins to stir with excitement.

The clashing of two swords fills the arena for a couple of seconds as the lights dim, before the sound of a shotgun goes off. "Back For More" by Five Finger Death Punch starts to play as Morientes comes out from the back, dressed in his usual fighting attire, Posing for the crowd for a few moments, the lights come back on as the first verse of the song is belted, and he makes his way to the ring while nodding at cheering fans.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first...previously hailing from Madrid, Spain...weighing in at 222lbs....he is 'The Bull' MORIENTES!!!

Morientes slides into the ring and raise his arms into the air for fan reaction. He then sheds his leather jacket in the middle of the ring, and throws it to the crowd. Next, he climbs up the upper left turnbuckle, gesturing to the crowd. After that, Morientes jumps back to the mat and starts stretching, awaiting the referee to start the match.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent....

“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 231lbs, 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: And here we go! This is gonna be a hell of a fight!

Shannan Lerch: I have to agree here. This is one that people have been waiting for all week. I don't think they'd like to wait any longer.

Referee Emily Westbrook calls for the bell and the two circle each other. Morientes uses his speed to use a running baseball slide right under Atreyu's legs, he stops, and yanks Benjy off his feet by his ankles. He smacks the canvas face first. Benjy slowly back to his feet and he looks a bit annoyed. He turns into a standing dropkick which takes him right back down. Back to his feet again and taken over by a snap armdrag takedown.

Shannan Lerch: And Morientes using his speed to his advantage.

Zach Davis: He's going to have to. Benjy will be relying on power and high impact. If he gets hold of Morientes it could well be over.

Shannan Lerch: I think Morientes is more than capable of handling himself in the power department.

Atreyu back to his feet again and Morientes dashes at him, hopping up for a tornado DDT, but he's caught and Benjy turns it into a sit-down powerbomb, staying with him for the pinfall attempt. Referee in position.

One!

Two!

Thr.....

Morientes gets a shoulder up. Atreyu wastes no time and grabs a hold of him and pulls him to his feet, now NAILING him with the Black Eye Sonata!. Looking to end it quickly as he sends the spinning elbow HARD into Morientes and sends him down. Morientes is out of it as his hits the canvas hard. But he manages to roll near the ropes, still dazed.

Shannan Lerch: Great sense of ring presence by Morientes, rolling himself near the ropes to avoid being pinned.

Zach Davis: That is verteran like ring presence. However, Benjy turned the tide early with that high impact manuever and Morientes is in trouble now!

Benjy drops an elbow down on Morientes, followed by another one. He hauls Morientes to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Morientes comes back, Atreyu ducks down and Morientes over, for a sunset flip, he pulls Benjy down and ref with the count.

One!

 

Two!!

Benjy kicks out after a two count. The two get back to their feet quickly and Atreyu sends Morientes down with a clothesline. He aggressively pulls the Spaniard to his feet, but Morientes battles back, sending lefts and rights at Benjy, backing him off. He attempts an irish whip to the turnbuckle but it's reversed and Benjy sends Morientes into the turnbuckle instead. He hops up and leaps off for a diving cross body. Benjy side steps it and Morientes meets nothing but canvas.

Zach Davis: And a high risk attempt but it doesn't pay off!

Benjy pulls a dazed Morientes to his feet again, But Morientes catches him unexpectedly with an inside cradle. The referee gets into position again.

One!

Two!

 

Thre....

Shannan Lerch: Close call for Benjy there as he was taken off guard!

Zach Davis: Benjy should have ended it before when he had the chance.

Both men get back to their feet once more and Morientes catches Benjy with a back elbow. Atreyu stumbles back and Morientes follows up with a running bulldog. The crowd is getting firmly behind both men as they are eating up the action. Morientes measures Benjy. The crowd goes wild! Benjy slowly gets back to his feet and right into the waiting Morientes who NAILS a picture perfect Savate Kick that further dazes Benjy. Morientes taking a few steps back and he rushes in at his foe for a crooked arm lariat But Benjy manages to shift his balance and he catches Morientes who was in mid air for the jumping lariat! He takes Morientes up and over his shoulders into a burning hammer position!

Shannan Lerch: He's got Morientes in trouble! Requiem in D Minor!

Zach Davis: Morientes looked to have things shifted in his favor, but Benjy seems to have turned the tables at the last moment!

However, before Benjy can lock in his hold, Morientes swings his body around and DROPS Benjy with a tornado DDT that stuns Atreyu. Benjy is clearly dazed as he tries to get back to his feet, staggering a bit. He had been taken off guard by the much faster Morientes once again. And now, Morientes has Benjy in his sights once again. He moves in and Español Bomb! He drops him down HARD and Benjy is OUT OF IT, referee iinto position as Morientes drops in for the cover.

One!

Two!

Three!!

bell rings

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner....MORIENTES!

Shannan Lerch: What a match! Two great competitors battled it out here tonight. In the end, Morientes pulls out what could be considered an upset victory over an equally impressive Benjamin Atreyu.

Zach Davis: And this match is over and … hey wait a minute, what the hell is this? Oh come on now. Not again.

Shannan Lerch: Oh yes, oh yes, he promised and he’s going to deliver.

Crowd boos loudly.

Zach Davis: Well here comes Gravedigger and three men from MS-13 along with Davey Ortega and right behind them of course is the WCF World Champion Eric Price.

Shannan Lerch: Mr. Eric Price in true form tonight as these men are coming down here, a red carpet being laid out for our champion. He signals for them to go to the ring first. Gravedigger and MS-13 rushing the ring and they start pummeling Morientes.

Zach Davis: What kind of human beings are these, this is a five on one mugging on Morientes for what reason?

Shannan Lerch: What reason? Morientes disrespected the champ earlier tonight and this is the price he paid for it. Hey, I made a pun!

Zach Davis: Will you stop?! These men stomping away at Morientes as Price slowly makes his way to the ring walking on that red carpet with a smug look on his face. He slowly walks into the ring here as he gestures for them to lift Morientes up.

Eric Price demands a microphone.

Eric Price: I told you Morientes, you will respect me!

Crowd: Coward! Coward! Coward!

Zach Davis: And come on, he is defenseless. The “brave” champion hits Morientes over the head with the microphone busting him open. And now, Reversal of Fortune and Morientes is down. Yeah, you should be real proud, six on one assault is what that was. Ever since Jonny Fly was taken away by the FBI, this group has just been out of control, someone needs to bring them into line.

Shannan Lerch: They’re just teaching some lessons in respect, nothing wrong with the champ demanding respect, he deserves it. And now, just like earlier tonight, Eric Price pulls out a shirt and as two of the MS-13 men lift Morientes up, he puts the shirt on him, which says “I <3 Eric Price”! Way to go champ!

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Zach Davis: This is sick! Truly sickening what we witnessed here tonight from a paranoid, psychotic, delusional champion! He’s scared because he knows his days as champion are numbered and once Sarah Twilight cashes in her chance, his time is done!

Shannan Lerch: Please Zach, some respect for our World Champion!

Eric Price starts yelling at the crowd while waving his title in the air “This belt is mine, IT’S MINE! MINE! MINE! I’M THE CHAMPION!”

Zach Davis: And now Eric Price stands in the ring like a conquering hero, what a sick bastard he is! Eric Price is proving day by day that he is more paranoid and delusional than ever. His time will come though and when it does, tick-tock, his title reign will be over!

Suddenly the lights start slowly flicking in the arena as they fade to black. Fire erupts out of all four turn buckles three times two minutes apart. WCFtron starts becoming fuzzy and turning black, fuzzy then black, fuzzy then black. In time by mark collie starts playing over the PA system as the tron slowly turns on in red blood dripping letters it reads, YOU KNOW YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED, COUNT THEM ONE BY ONE, YOU CAN OUT RUN THE DEVIL IF YOU TRY, IN TIME YOUR TIME WILL BE NO MORE, PSV, 3-17-13. The tron fades to black as three bell tolls are heard, fire erupts from above the tron in a V shape.

Shannan Lerch: Whoa... what the hell was that?

Zach Davis: There is only one Rebellion member I can think of who's name starts with V!

Television Title Match
Doc Henry vs Christopher Kane

Zach Davis: Shannan, this one is going to be interesting. Fresh off an improbable victory over Nathan von Liebert for the Hardcore Title, Doc Henry gets a chance at the Television Title!

Shannan Lerch: A Television Title that is held by Chris Kane, the man who is also the Internet Title holder.

Zach Davis: That’s correct. Chris Kane is the King of all media right now.

Shannan Lerch: Well, no matter who wins this one we’re still going to have a dual title holder when the day is over.

Zach Davis: Could you imagine someone holding the Hardcore and Television Titles at the same time? Has that ever happened before?

Shannan Lerch: I’m not sure, but if it’s up to Doc Henry, that’ll be the case by the end of the night.
Dr. Feelgood hits the speakers and as the main riff blasts through the arena, Doc, and Mary emerge on the stage. Looking around, he raises a fist in the air, the crowd cheering wildly as he then leads the way to the ring. Climbing up the steps, he holds the Ropes for Mary, who slinks lithely through. Doc steps through the ropes and grins proudly as he pops the crowd drawing more cheers as Mary poses on him seductively.

Zach Davis: There’s the Hardcore Champ, and he looks ready to go. This is another big opportunity for Doc tonight.

The beginning of "The Air That I Breathe" by All That Remains 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 that 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.

Shannan Lerch: It looks like we’re all set. Television Title on the line….Doc Henry versus Chris Kane!

Ding, Ding, Ding.

The referee rings the bell and Henry and Kane step forward and immediately lock up. Kane comes away with a side headlock but quickly releases and…

Shannan Lerch: Slap to the face!

Zach Davis: A slap isn’t a usual part of the Kane arsenal, but he’s trying to send a message to Doc early.

Violently, Kane follows with three more slaps to Henry’s face before Doc is able to respond by hitting an uppercut. The punch does little to Kane, who shakes it off and responds with a punch to the forehead, then another, and finally a running clothesline that takes Doc Henry down to the mat. Not willing to allow Henry any time to recover, Kane picks up his opponent and hits him with a snap suplex into a bridge cover.

Shannan Lerch: Kane going for the win!

1 ..

Zach Davis: …easy kick out for Doc Henry.

Shannan Lerch: Regardless, Chris Kane is already back to his feet and ready to continue the assault.

Kane drops an elbow onto Doc Henry’s chest and then follows with another elbow to the exact same spot. Kane gets to his feet and takes a few steps back, waiting for Doc Henry to get back to his feet. With the help of the ropes Henry gets up, but Kane immediately runs right and springboards himself off the bottom rope looking for a dropkick….

Shannan Lerch: Doc Henry moves out of the way!

Zach Davis: Great instincts right there by the Hardcore Champion.

Henry swiftly dances out of the way and watches Kane fall empty-handed to the mat. Doc quickly scoops Kane up and jabs him in the eye with his finger.

Zach Davis: HEY!

With Kane bent over holding his face, Doc takes him to the mat with a neckbreaker.

Shannan Lerch: BOOM!

Zach Davis: Doc Henry looking to swing the momentum of this match in his favor right here.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like he’s going to the top rope!

Before Doc Henry can even attempt a move from the top rope, Kane lunges toward the ropes and shakes them violently, forcing Henry to fall back to the canvas. Kane approaches his fallen opponent and helps him up. Doc Henry has other plans though, and sends a kick to Kane’s gut and follows with a DDT. With Kane laid out, Doc Henry once again scales the turnbuckle. He jumps off and hits Kane with a flying elbow and immediately hooks the leg for a pin attempt.

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Zach Davis: NOPE! Kane kicks out!

Henry grabs Kane and drags him up to his feet. Kane is whipped against the ropes and Doc Henry attempts a big boot on the bounce back, but the intelligent Kane ducks the attempt, turns, and as Doc charges he gets hit with a tilt-a-whirl DDT!

Shannan Lerch: Classic Chris Kane there.

With Doc Henry on the mat, Kane runs over to the bottom rope and springboards himself backward, hitting Henry with a moonsault. Kane quickly grabs hold of Doc Henry and lifts him back to his feet. The Youngest Hero whips Henry into the ropes and as Henry approaches Kane hooks him and drives his head into the canvas with a running front-flip DDT! Henry’s momentum has him briefly in a sitting position before falling helplessly, face first, to the mat.

Zach Davis: GOOD GOD.

Shannan Lerch: Just like that this one could be over!

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Zach Davis: NO! KICKOUT! JUST IN TIME!

Shannan Lerch: Wait, look at this! Doc Henry with the roll-up! He’s trying to steal this one!

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NO! KANE KICKS OUT!

Zach Davis: Wow! That was close!

Both competitors rise back to their feet. Sweat pouring from each of their bodies. Kane drives his shoulder into Doc Henry’s chest, forcing him back into the turnbuckle. Henry responds by clubbing Kane over the back and freeing himself from the corner. Henry whips Kane back into the corner and splashes his body weight onto him. As Kane is jarred out of the corner Doc Henry grabs him and hits him with ‘The Gambler’s Hand!’

Zach Davis: GAMBLERS HAND! THIS ONE IS OVER!

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Shannan Lerch: NO! NO! CHRIS KANE KICKED OUT!

Doc Henry slams his hands on the mat, and quickly spins back to his feet. He stares down at Kane for a brief second before continuing his attack. Henry takes his boot and shoves it under the chin of Kane and presses down with all of his weight. Kane grabs the boot, and spins Henry down to the mat and immediately locks him in an ankle lock!

Zach Davis: Ankle lock by Kane!

Shannan Lerch: NO! Henry has already broken the hold.

Henry kicks Kane away and once again both men rise to their feet. Kane approaches his opponent and reaches out for him, but Henry swings left hand into Kane’s temple. Kane stumbles backwards where he’s taken to the mat with a perfectly executed spinning heel kick from Doc Henry.

Shannan Lerch: Back and forth these two men go, with neither individual holding the advantage for too long.

Zach Davis: A well fought match between two extremely skilled wrestlers, Shannan, no doubt about it.

Henry waits until Chris Kane gets to his feet before springboarding himself off the ropes and hitting Kane with a shooting star press, right into another cover.

Shannan Lerch: Here we go again!

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Zach Davis: KICKOUT BY KANE!

Doc Henry isn’t done yet, however. He quickly gets up and brings Kane back to his feet. Henry sends a wink out to the audience and then picks up Kane by the ankles and drapes him over his back. As Henry is just about to finish locking Chris Kane in for the ‘Jackpot,’ Kane wiggles out of the hold and before Doc can even turn around Chris Kane destroys him with a springboard dropkick, causing Doc to fall through the ropes and spill out to ringside.

Shannan Lerch: Wait, what is this?

Inside the ring Chris Kane is raising his arms in the air and asking the crowd to get on their feet. Kane takes two steps backward and then runs forward cartwheeling himself over the top rope and splashes down on top of Doc Henry on the outside of the ring.

Zach Davis: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT MOVE!?

Shannan Lerch: Space Flying Tiger Drop!

Zach Davis: How do you know that?

Chris Kane explodes right back to his feet, receiving a big applause from the crowd. He grabs hold of Doc Henry and slides him back into the ring. Doc stumbles up but Chris measures him...

Shannan Lerch: HERO CRUSHER!

Chris pins Doc, hooking his leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: Aanndd there you have it!, Chris picks up the win in this battle of Champions!

Chris grabs his Television Championship, as well as his Internet Championship, and leaves the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Well-

The arena lights fade out but a white spotlight on Doc Henry in the ring.

Voice: Doc next week you face pure evil in a street fight for your very own legacy, the Confederate championship. I bet you'd like to know who's going to leave you bloody and wanting to quit forever aren't you.

"Back in Black" by AC/DC starts playing as Adam Young slides in the ring behind Doc Henry and plants him with a Vanity Killer.

Zach Davis: OH NO!

Doc has been knocked out and Adam Young is standing over him holding up three fingers as the Order joins him in the ring doing the same.

Adam Young: I've sat back at home plotting my revenge Doc and now on March 17, it shall be written in stone. Long live the Order!

All three men exit out threw the crowd as the lights come back on.

Logan Segment

Backstage Logan is carrying around a box of wine above his head gulping from the sput. He looks loose, wearing a wrinkled leather jacket and an Eric Price shirt.

Zach Davis: Logan's here?! Holy shit.

Logan: Yeah!

Shannan Lerch: He looks fucked up too.

He wipes some red wine off his mouth and grins into the camera.

Lpgan: Babyguuurls. Where's Ana Valentine? Yeah!

Pelvic thrust.

Shannan Lerch dips a hand between her thighs and buckles into her chair.

Zach Davis: What's going on over there?!

The backstage feed goes black once Logan walks out of view. Limegreen text falls over the screen that reads, "3/31. /pelvic thrust"

People's Title Contendership Match
Davey Ortega vs Buzzsaw Bundy

Zach Davis: As we roll on here tonight, coming up next is a contendership match for the WCF People’s Title.

Shannan Lerch: Our current People’s Champion Steeltoe Joe is very popular. Let’s see who gets to face him for the title.

''Sympathy for the Devil'' by the Rolling Stones fills the arena as boos fill the Pepsi Center. Davey Ortega emerges from the back with a smile on his face. He slowly walks down the ramp, slowly raising his arms up as the chorus of boos only grows, fueling his smile. He gets into the ring using the ring steps casually biding his time.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and it is a number one contenders match for the WCF People’s Championship. Introducing first, from Atlantic City, NJ, standing at 6’ 0” tall, weighing in at 175 pounds, he is The Jewel of the East, the Genius Davey Ortega!

Crowd boos loudly

Zach Davis: And first we have a man who has allied himself with powerful men and is now looking for some gold of his own here in WCF.

Shannan Lerch: Well, if he wins this match, he will go on to challenge for the People’s Title but we will see which way it goes.

Zach Davis: And now Ortega stands in the middle of the ring as he awaits his opponent.

The sound of a chainsaw being pull started reverberates through the arena, as “The Lumberjack” by Jackyl starts playing all over the Pepsi Center. As the lyrics start, Buzzsaw walks out pausing on the stage to raise a fist. The crowd pops and he makes his way to the ring, slapping the hands of the fans. Grabbing the top rope, he steps onto the apron, and over the top rope into the ring. As he prepares for his match, he removes his flannel shirt, revealing his muscled body.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Forks, WA, standing at 6’ 11”, weighing in at 365 pounds, Buzzsaw Bundy!

Zach Davis: Bundy making his way down to the ring here, this crowd cheering for him, the arena very happily behind Buzzsaw here tonight as Ortega is heavily despised due to his recent actions with one Eric Price.

Shannan Lerch: Oh please, he’s just been making a name for himself. However, Buzzsaw Bundy also wants some championship gold around his waist as well so this should be a compelling matchup.

Crowd cheers

Shannan Lerch: This crowd definitely behind Bundy here tonight as they would like to see him challenge the People’s Champion Steeltoe Joe, both popular men.

Zach Davis: True but I don’t think Ortega will let him slide easily either. A size difference here for sure but I wouldn’t discount the wily veteran.

Shannan Lerch: True.

Bell rings

Shannan Lerch: And we have Bundy and Ortega approach either immediately and Ortega looks Bundy over as if to evaluate him and slaps the taste out of his mouth.

Zach Davis: Not a smart way to start this match I think. And Bundy looks incensed here but has no time to react as Ortega quickly grabs Bundy for a DDT and I can’t believe it, he actually nails a DDT this early in the match on the big man.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, this early into the matchup and cover!

1 ..

Zach Davis: But a kickout with authority from Bundy. He just threw Ortega to the edge of the ring. Looks like Ortega wanted to end this matchup quickly and get Bundy out of the way. But with the People’s Title match on the line, I doubt Bundy is going to allow this match to go easily.

As Bundy is down from the DDT and is recomposing himself, Ortega decides to go up to the top rope and he’s calling for an Elbow Drop.

Zach Davis: And looks like Ortega is going to up high here, taking a risk. He’s going to take a page from his associate’s playbook here with an elbow drop.

Shannan Lerch: And he connects with Bundy but can he take advantage. Ortega rolls over and cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And no, Bundy kicks out again with authority! Ortega looking to put Bundy away very early in this match up as Bundy now coming to and looks ready to fight here. This crowd chanting for Bundy.

Crowd: Let’s go Bundy! Let’s go Bundy! Let’s go Bundy!

Bundy slowly gets up and goes to the corner of the ring. Look of surprise on his face. He raises his hand up for the crowd and they cheer for him!

Shannan Lerch: The crowd’s on his side here. But Ortega is now running toward Bundy, going to try and clothesline him in the corner here.

Zach Davis: Bundy however manages to stop him here and he’s got him by the neck here and chokeslam! Connects! Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And Ortega barely kicks out of that one. A strong showing from both men in the early going of this match. Ortega and Bundy crave gold and both men are putting on a great show here.

Shannan Lerch: And they should because as People’s Champion, their support counts and then some. Although I’m sure Ortega would disagree.

Zach Davis: Ortega is still down right now as Bundy is getting up, he’s grabbing Ortega by the head and is applying a neck lock to him. He’s really trying to wear Ortega down here.

Shannan Lerch: And Ortega 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, Ortega is still in this! He’s hanging on here. Elbow to Bundy, and another elbow to the gut of Bundy here as he’s forced to break the hold. Ortega dragging himself as fast as he can to the ropes for leverage.

Shannan Lerch: And Ortega now getting himself up as he looks to be on the attack. He goes after Bundy but oh no, Bundy lowers the ropes and Ortega goes over. And now a smile on the face of Bundy.

Crowd: Bundy! Bundy! Bundy!

Bundy raises his hand with a smile on his face here as Ortega is down on the outside.

Zach Davis: Bundy is truly a fan favorite as the crowd cheers for his every move here.

Shannan Lerch: Both men have been very resilient thus far but Ortega can’t allow the chants to get to his head. He has to keep his focus on the title shot and simply beating Bundy here tonight.

Referee: 1.

Shannan Lerch: I think Bundy wants to cement his legacy here in WCF and tonight is another step in that. As his first title defense, he wants to retain otherwise people will call him a fluke champion, something which for sure would not sit very well with him.

Referee: 2.

Zach Davis: Not at all. Ortega regrouping and he’s back in the ring. Bundy now landing an elbow to Ortega in the gut over and over trying to wear him down and Ortega has not really been able to get almost any offense in this matchup. Bundy really continuing to take it to Ortega here and looks like he’s grabbing him here and he’s setting him up for a bear hug.

Shannan Lerch: But Ortega knows it’s coming, he’s fighting back and manages to push Bundy away toward the ropes. Bundy coming back however and grabbing Ortega again. Ortega managing to push Bundy down one more time and quickly jumps up on Bundy and grabs him by the face and brings him down and a cross face to Bundy.

Zach Davis: Ortega pplies the crossface to Bundy, Bundy in pain here. But Ortega also trying to keep that crossface locked in on the big man here. You can feel the agony of Bundy as he is trying to get to the bottom rope here.

Shannan Lerch: Inching closer, almost there. But wait Bundy slowly breaking the lock, Ortega trying to hang onto it and Bundy manages to break the submission hold.

Zach Davis: Bundy recovering here but Ortega is shocked that Bundy could break the crossface. Bundy is getting up and Ortega is trying to sneak by but Bundy meets him first with a hit right to the face. Ortega throws a punch at Bundy, and another, and another. But Bundy hits one well placed punch to Ortega right in the face.

Shannan Lerch: Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

Zach Davis: And Ortega manages to get his shoulder up. This has been an even contest so far, Bundy and Ortega both showing why they deserve a shot at this title.

Shannan Lerch: Both Bundy and Ortega putting on a great match here, really pushing each other.

Crowd: Bundy! Bundy! Bundy!

Zach Davis: The crowd of course behind Bundy here.

Shannan Lerch: Nevermind that, Ortega also needs to remain focused on this matchup.

Zach Davis: And what’s Ortega doing now as he gets up, he’s arguing with the referee as Bundy runs at him but Ortega slips out of the way and oh no, the referee gets hit. The ref is down and out for a bit.

Shannan Lerch: The crowd shocked here as is Bundy. Bundy comes again toward Ortega and oh no, the House Wins here with a low blow to Bundy who is now doubled over in pain.

Crowd boos loudly

Zach Davis: And now Ortega so confidently strutting as Bundy is in a lot of pain and goes for the Setting Sun, and it connects. Bundy speared and he is down. And here comes another referee! Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

3!

Bell rings

Zach Davis: And by God, Davey Ortega steals this match.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen your winner and new number one contender for the WCF People’s Championship, the Genius Davey Ortega!

Shannan Lerch: And Ortega celebrating by getting up to the top rope as Bundy is still in pain here.

Zach Davis: That was ridiculous, a low blow to steal this match and we have Ortega as the number one contender here. Just like his associate.

Shannan Lerch: Please, he won the match, that’s all that matters.

Zach Davis: Ortega notices Bundy coming to and quickly slides out of the ring and heads up the entrance ramp celebrating as this crowd is certainly telling him what they think of him.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Shannan Lerch: Who cares? He won, that’s all that matters.

Zach Davis: Well, he earned his title match like him or not I suppose.

Jonny Fly Segment

The lights in the arena fade out. After a few suspense filled seconds the words ‘The Dynasty’ appear in bold italic lettering on the jumbotron as the beginning of “300 Violin Orchestra” begins to play. A single spotlight turns on and illuminates the silhouette of a man standing on the stage. As the song begins to speed up, the lights come on revealing Jonny Fly.

Shannan Lerch: YES! JONNY FLY IS HERE! HE’S BACK!

Fly stands on the stage with his eyes directly fixed on the ring. The jumbotron changes to the words ‘This is the Era of Jonny Fly.’ The music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Fly. His eyes remain fixed on the ring throughout. Slowly and deliberately he begins to make his way toward the ring. The music picks up one last time and Fly stops at the bottom of the ramp with his eyes still directly fixed on the ring. He stops and takes a few moments to scan the cheering crowd before finally sliding into the ring.

Zach Davis: It’s been nearly a month since we’ve last seen Jonny Fly. At the time he was being hauled away by the FBI for questioning about some information that “Scoutmaster” Stuart Slane had provided them.

Shannan Lerch: That’s right Zach. Since then we know that Fly was investigated based on Slane’s charges, but never formally arrested. He was forced to stay off WCF television until, well, it appears right now.

Inside the ring Jonny Fly is thrown a microphone and centers himself in the middle of the ring. The crowd is still cheering, but Fly motions for quiet.

Jonny Fly: Hello.

Cheers from the crowd. Fly stands stone-faced though, showing no emotion.

Jonny Fly: Just so that we’re all clear, including everyone backstage, as of this second I am returning to my duties as the Wrestling Championship Federation’s Chief Executive Officer and….full-time wrestler.

Another set of cheers from the crowd.

Jonny Fly: As far as “Scoutmaster” Stuart Slane, I don’t have any comments. I’m only going to say this; there have been a lot of people who have tried to stop me in my years as a wrestler. Most of them do so using tactics outside of the ring, because let’s face it; I would beat the fuck out of any living man inside of one. Still, the problem is, like Seth Lerch, like Eric Price, and like “Scoutmaster” Stuart Slane…these men aren’t strong enough to get the job done no matter what tactics they try. That’s why I stand here today in front of you, and Slane does not. Excommunicated from the scouts, I hear. I wish I could say that I didn’t see that coming…but I did.

Finally showing some emotion, Fly smiles mischievously.

Shannan Lerch: Is Fly inferring that he had something to do with Scoutmaster’s excommunication?

Zach Davis: ….uh, I don’t know…?

Jonny Fly: Now, one last thing. I’m back and Explosion is right around the corner. I need an opponent. I’ve thought long and hard about this. Going back several months now, there was a man who was taking this company by storm. A man who had earned himself some comparisons to yours truly for his dominant start in the company, his early and successful Television Title reign, and his…skills with the female populous.

BIG pop from the crowd.

Jonny Fly: Where is that man today? Has anyone seen him lately? Part of me was expecting multiple World Title reigns by now for this person. But…no, we have Eric Price as World Champion. Seriously, guys, what the FUCK happened to…Steve Orbit.

ANOTHER pop.

Jonny Fly: I’m just going to cut to the point; Steve Orbit is a fucking underachiever. He’s floating around from midcard title to midcard title without seemingly any ambition on becoming THE top dog in this company. Wasn’t that where he was supposed to be headed? WHAT HAPPENED? As if he didn’t learn from positioning himself underneath Odin Balfore, he promptly freed himself of those shackles and buried himself under Sarah Twilight, FPV, Roy Speede, and Waylon Cash. That’s NOT how it’s done, Orbit.

Fly pauses, staring around at the crowd briefly before continuing.

Jonny Fly: I’m going to take matters into my own hands. I want to see the Steve Orbit from last summer. I want to see the dominant up-and-comer…and I always get what I want. I’m announcing right here, right now, that Steve Orbit versus Jonny Fly is happening at Explosion. If Orbit loses that match…..

Pause.

Jonny Fly: I’M GOING TO FIRE HIM!

SHOCK POP.

Shannan Lerch: WHAT!?

Zach Davis: Holy shit…Steve Orbit has to beat Jonny Fly at Explosion or he’s fired!

Fly drops the microphone and exits the ring.

Shannan Lerch: What the hell has gotten into Jonny Fly tonight? What did Steve Orbit do to him!

Zach Davis: I have no clue, Shannan, no clue at all.

Skyler Striker/Jay Price vs Prophecy

Zach Davis: MAIN EVENT TIME!

Shannan Lerch: Pantheon versus Genesis.

Zach Davis: Typically, stables don't have a lot of longevity. Due to egos, competition with other stables, or what have you, they typically only last a few months... Genesis and Pantheon are both avoiding those trends, however.

The lights go out in the arena, “Hero/Papercut” plays when the lights come one there is smoke filling the stage. Cherokee Winters walks out to the stage and the crowd cheers. She walks down the ramp and gets to the ring she stop and turns around to face the stage as it is still filled with smoke, she widens her arms to each side of her. Then STJ and Tek the Wildcard come from each side of the stage and the crowd goes crazy. They go through the crowd and they are giving high fives and fist bumps to everyone. They get to the barricade they head nod to each other and hop over and met at Cherokee. They give her a hug and hand her all the entrance attire they have they fist bump each other and get in the ring. They get on the tunrbuckles across from each other Tek shows his gloves to each other and STJ raises his arms.

Shannan Lerch: I don't think anyone expected Prophecy to join Genesis, but they did! They're proving themselves as one of the top tag teams of all time.

“With our hands held high we're screaming..."

The crowd scream 'whoa-oh whoa-oh oh' and in doing so introduce Skyler Striker. Striker makes his way to the ring in his usual fashion, focused and determined. Once inside, he stands in the center of the ring and bows his head, his arms outstretched and fists clenched. He then opens his palms to the audience, causing white pyro to explode from the ring posts. Striker throws his effects out of the ring and prepares for the match.

Zach Davis: Prophecy may be one of the top tag teams of all time, but tonight they're up against two of the top wrestlers of all time... period.

"4 Words To Choke Upon" by Bullet For My Valentine hits the PA System as the lights in the arena drop. Strobe lights emanate from the stage area as Jay Price strolls out from the back carrying a bag of popcorn. He'll take a moment to pause at the top of ramp and look out at the crowd as he taps the US Title belt wrapped around his waist before he makes his way down to the ring. He'll stop by the announce table, pop a few kernels of the delicious buttery treat into his mouth and then set the bag down before rolling in under the bottom rope. He'll then walk over to the corner, unstrap the belt from around his waist and then take a seat on the top turnbuckle as he holds the belt over his head. His music will then fade out as he stays in the corner until the start of the match.

Shannan Lerch: Boo! Hiss!

Price and Striker discuss who should start the match for their team, and Price chooses to do so. Tek starts for Prophecy, running at the United States Champion and pummeling him from behind.

Zach Davis: Tek, starting things off here!

Tek spins around and hits Price with a series of quick jabs. He pushes Price against the ropes and then whips him across the ring. As Price comes back, Tek smashes him with an elbow before executing a Falling Scoop Slam. Tek starts stomping Price to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: Tek, fighting with a fire in his eyes here tonight.

Tek then executes a breakdance headspin, which the crowd pops for, into a leg drop!

Zach Davis: Flare Drop!

Tek keeps his leg over Price for the pin.

One!

Two!

No!, Price kicks out. Tek lifts him and lifts him up for a Package Piledriver.

Shannan Lerch: Getting a lot more dangerous now!

But no, Price escapes it, getting back to his feet. Tek swings with a stiff shot but Price ducks it, kicks Tek in the gut and hits a Snap Suplex. Both Price and Tek dive, tagging in their respective partners!

Zach Davis: Here come Skyler Striker and the People's Pastor!

Striker and Joe enter the ring and go toe to toe in the center of it. The crowd begins dueling chants, "SKY-LER STRI-KER!" "STEEL-TOE-JOE!" "SKY-LER STRI-KER!" "STEEL-TOE-JOE!" Striker points to the People's Title that is ringside.

Shannan Lerch: Is Striker indicating he's interesting in pursuing the People's Championship?

Joe has had enough, and he wants to fight. He clocks Striker in the jaw, taking him unawares. Joe then executes a Scoop Slam before hitting an Elbow Drop onto Striker. Striker still attempts to work his way to his feet, but Joe hits him with a stiff kick to the gut before hitting a huge Belly to Belly Suplex!

Zach Davis: Price and Striker are both legends, but Prophecy seems to have come into this match with a gameplan.. a gameplan they're executing to perfection.

Joe tags Tek back in. Tek climbs up to the top rope as Joe lifts Striker to his feet. Joe hits a Snapmare as Tek dives off the top and hits him with a Diving Elbow Drop!

Shannan Lerch: The Purpose!

Tek pins Striker while Joe turns and intercepts Price!

One!

Two!

NO! Striker kicks out!

Zach Davis: Hitting offense on them is one thing, but pinning these Pantheon members? Not quite as easy.

Tek begins lifting Skyler to his feet but he's had enough. He starts hitting Tek in the gut several times, then boucnes off the ropes and Clotheslines him down. Tek gets back up and gets hit with an Enziguri by Striker!

Shannan Lerch: OUCH! He just about took his head off!

Tek goes down and Striker quickly jumps to the top turnbuckle. Once Tek is back to his feet, Striker flies off the top... Flying Leg Lariat!

Zach Davis: Here's the pin!

One!

Two!

No! Tek gets the shoulder up!

Shannan Lerch: Likewise, pinning the multi time Tag Team Champions is no easy feat!

Skyler Striker smells blood, however. He backs up, letting Tek use the energy to work his way to his feet on his own. Tek turns around, boom, kick to his stomach... Crossfire Powerbomb into Naciente Lock!

Zach Davis: AD INFINITUM!

The crowd pops as Striker locks it in!

Shannan Lerch: Tek has got to tap! This is it!

But no!, Joe quickly enters the ring and breaks it up, laying his gigantic boot into Striker's head. Joe then pulls Tek over into his corner, gets back onto the apron, then tags himself in.

Zach Davis: Here comes the big man.

Joe comes into the ring with a head of steam until CRACK! Striker hits him with a Superkick out of nowhere!

Shannan Lerch: DAMN!

Joe's eyes glaze over as Striker backs up several paces and allows Jay Price to tag himself back in. Price runs at Joe and hits him with a Standing Dropkick. Joe stumbles backwards into a corner but doesn't go down. Price runs at him again and hits him with a running knee to the face!, but Joe still holds onto the ropes, not allowing himself to fall. Price backs up once more, runs at him and hits a running Yakuza Kick!

Zach Davis: OOF!

Shannan Lerch: Several big kicks to Steeltoe Joe and he's incredibly dazed, big chance for Pantheon here!

Price measures Joe as he stands, then runs at him...

Shannan Lerch: PUNT KICK!

Price hits it, then tags in Striker who is already perched on the top..

Zach Davis: SKYLER HIGH DIVE!

Striker pins Joe, hooking the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Price stops Tek from interfering.

THREE!

Shannan Lerch: Pantheon pick up the victory!

Jay throws Tek out of the ring. Tek lands on his feet and quickly grabs Joe, pulling him out too.

Zach Davis: From the looks of things, I don't think Tek is done with Pantheon!

Tek and Joe leave up the entryway, Tek looking on with anger in his eyes as Price and Striker celebrate.

Eric Price/Sarah Twilight Segment

Eric Price is shown backstage watching a replay of his actions earlier tonight against Rebellion as he hears the commentary.

Eric Price: It seems someone isn’t happy with my actions. Guess it’s time to go teach someone else that I deserve to be respected.

Gravedigger and Davey Ortega walk in to Eric’s locker room

Davey Ortega: What’s up champ?

Eric Price: Oh, just someone decided to disrespect me earlier this evening.

Gravedigger: Who? Let’s go show them that Eric Price commands respect.

Eric Price: Don’t worry, I got this. Trust me, keep your eyes on what’s about to happen. I’m going to do something that’s been long overdue.

Shannan Lerch: Long overdue? Looks like he’s coming out here, next.

Commercial Break

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing throughout the Pepsi Arena’s audio system as the fans immediately stand up and start booing loudly as Eric Price steps through the curtain, WCF World Title draped over his shoulder still dressed in a suit and tie.

Zach Davis: Welcome back from the break, great main event we had tonight but what is this now?

Shannan Lerch: Well, Eric Price said he felt disrespected by someone else here tonight and he was going to make an example out of them tonight.

Zach Davis: Yes, he’s been making examples out of several people out here tonight in downright vicious, heinous assaults, 5 even 6 on 1 assaults for what reason? Because he’s a paranoid, delusional, sick World Champion who clearly is very unstable.

Shannan Lerch: Please, he’s our World Champion, he deserves respect. He’s just doing what needs to be done ensure he gets it.

Zach Davis: Does Price pay you by the word or by the sentence?

Shannan Lerch: Oh shut up!

Eric Price walks down to the ring and demands a microphone from the ring announcer as he gets set to address the audience.

Eric Price: What’s up Denver?

Crowd boos loudly

Eric Price: As usual, this show is all about me because my name is Mr. Eric Price and I am the WCF World Champion; the greatest WCF Champion in the history of WCF!

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Eric Price: It seems there is someone else here tonight who has decided to disrespect me. I told you all that tonight was about setting examples and demanding respect from those who decide to not pay me the respect that I so richly deserve. That brings me to a piece of business I was dealing with last week, please, roll the footage.

Footage from Slam last week starts airing showing Eric Price confronting Zach Davis about what he said at Timebomb.

Zach Davis: What a coward. He knew he couldn’t beat Steeltoe Joe. He knew he couldn’t get it done so he took the easy way out. (cut) Zach Davis: He disqualified himself like the asshole that he is. He is paranoid, he is delusional, he is psychotic and he showcased that here tonight.
The footage stops.

Crowd cheers loudly at those words as Eric Price is now shown outside the ring right in front of the announcer’s table looking right at Zach Davis.

Eric Price: Mr. Davis, those were your exact words.

Zach Davis: Well I…

Eric Price: No no no, those were your words, that’s what you said about yours truly Mr. Eric Price, the greatest WCF World Heavyweight Champion of all time, that’s what you said. THAT’S WHAT YOU SAID!

The shot switches back to the present edition of Slam.

Eric Price: I was ungraciously interrupted by that urchin known as FPV but he got his tonight didn’t he? I showed him that he needs to respect me! Hahaha!!!

Eric gives the crowd an evil smile

Eric Price: That brings me back to the business I did not get to conclude with you last week, Zach Davis, get in this ring right now!

Zach Davis: What? Me? No, I’m fine from down here. I can hear you.

Eric walks over to the edge of the ring and looks at Zach Davis.

Eric Price: Zachary, I’m not asking you, I’m telling you, get into this ring right now.

Shannan Lerch: He’s not asking Zach, you’d better get into the ring.

Zach looks worried as Eric insists that gets up. Zach does not budge as Eric slides out of the ring and goes right up to Zach at his seat.

Eric Price: Zachary, I’m not asking you, I’m telling you, you will get into the ring.

Eric grabs Zach with a headlock as he rips the headset off of him and throws him into the ring through the bottom rope. He then grabs two steel chairs and throws them into the ring as the crowd is loudly booing the whole thing.

Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, get your phones and cameras ready, for you folks at home set your DVRs, record this moment, mark the date and time because you’re going to witness a moment in history tonight here.

Eric slowly walks up the steps and back into the ring as Zach is still coming to.

Eric Price: Now then, Zachary, we’re going to take this steel chair and fold it out for you and you’re going to sit in it. Now get up from the ring and sit in the chair because you and I are going to have a little conversation here.

Zach looks very concerned here and disconcerted at what Eric is doing.

Eric Price: Relax Zachary, now, let’s get this man a microphone here.

Eric gestures his microphone toward Zach as he tries to take it but Eric quickly pulls back.

Eric Price: Zachary, you’re not going to take MY microphone, you’re not good enough for that. No no, Kyle Steel, hand me a microphone and I will hand you the mic Zachary. There we are Zachary. Now, I’m going to take this second steel chair, fold it out and I am going to have a seat here because I think we need to have a little discussion, more accurately a performance review of your play by play commentary skills.

Zach Davis: Oh … okay.

Eric Price: Don’t be nervous Zachary, relax. I just want to comment on your performance as of late. For example, the example at Timebomb, you decided to call me an asshole, is that right?

Zach Davis: Well …

Eric Price: I didn’t ask you to explain something, this is a simple yes or no question. Did you decide to call me an asshole at Timebomb two weeks ago?

Zach Davis: Actually, I…

Eric Price: I’m not asking again. Yes or no?

Zach Davis: Yes.

Eric Price: What’s that now?

Zach Davis: Yes, I did.

Crowd cheers loudly

Eric Price: You did. Despite the fact that I retained the World Title at Timebomb, you slandered my good name by calling me an asshole, a coward, a cheat, that’s what you did. And then last week I decided to rightfully celebrate the fact that I had retained my title at Timebomb and when I was walking down to “When the Saints go Marching In”, you decided to refer to yours truly, the WCF World Champion Mr. Eric Price as Satan himself. Correct?

Zach Davis: When you consider…

Eric Price: I’m not considering. YES OR NO?! I’m not asking again.

Zach Davis: Yes, I did.

Crowd cheers loudly

Crowd: You’re the devil! You’re the devil! You’re the devil!

Eric Price: Excuse me one second Zachary.

Eric gets up from his chair and slides out of the ring and starts walking around ringside looking at the crowd.

Eric Price: You disrespectful pieces of trash need to shut the *beep* up and show me the respect I deserve. I am in the ring having a conversation therefore you people need to shut your traps!

Eric rolls back in the ring as the crowd starts booing loudly. He takes a seat back in his chair.

Eric Price: Now Zachary, it seems that you and I have an issue. I’m the WCF World Champion and as the World Champion, it means I am the face of WCF, the top person in this company, and it also means that I understand this business very well having been in many epic encounters in the squared circle. Now you Zachary, how many times have you been in the ring in a match?

Zach Davis: But I understand how a match works…

Eric Price: That’s not my question. I asked you how many times you’re participated in a match in the ring here.

Zach Davis: Never.

Eric Price: You’ve never been in an actual match and yet you question my ability to defend my title because you obviously understand what it’s like to be a competitor and have a title to defend. May I remind you again that my name is Mr. Eric Price and I am the WCF World Champion and that is a great responsibility; this is a very prestigious title and means everything to me. You see this title belt right here, this is what it’s all about, the richest prize in our industry. Now seeing as Jonny Fly is off in the middle of nowhere who knows with the FBI dropping the soap or something and the rest of Pantheon are too busy either trying to make themselves the focus of the show or being crippled in the hospital … hey Purse, how you doing? That makes me the de facto leader of WCF and therefore tonight right now, we are going to have a match.

Zach Davis: A match, now? But who’s in it?

Eric Price: Don’t cut me off Zachary. Let me finish my announcement. We are going to have a match right here and now and it is going to be a no disqualification match with the WCF World Title on the line.

Crowd cheers loudly for this

Zach Davis: You’re defending your title here tonight, wow, what a treat here for the people in Denver but who will be your opponent?

Eric Price: Let’s get a referee out here because this match is happening right now. After your whining and complaining that what I did earlier was not a title defense Zachary, I decided I should defend my title tonight. And Rebellion did make a great point, I should defend the title against a new contender, someone who’s never had a World Title match or held this prestigious title before. Therefore I am picking someone, I think you know this man quite well Zachary. But I won’t spoil the surprise, stay in the ring because I want you to witness this.

Eric calls Kyle Steel to the ring and hands him a card as a referee comes out. Kyle looks incredulous but Eric insists that he read from it.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, an unexpected treat here as we are getting a World Title match courtesy of the WCF World Champion Mr. Eric Price who this week must be in a generous mood. His opponent yet to be announced will be presented momentarily as Price just handed a cue card to our ring announcer who is going to start the proceedings. Let’s get right to it as my broadcast colleague is in the ring already to witness this first hand and a referee is already there in place.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a no disqualification match for the WCF World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, a man among men, a magnate, a conglomerate, standing at 6’ 4”, weighing in at 245 lbs., from Pacific Palisades, CA, he is the greatest WCF World Heavyweight Champion in history and the current WCF World Heavyweight Champion, the one, the only Mr. Eric Price!

Crowd boos loudly

Kyle Steel: And his opponent.

Shannan Lerch: Kyle Steel seeming reluctant here questioning this for some reason. Who is Price’s opponent? Price demanding that he read from the card now.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, he has been in WCF for a long time. He has been overlooked, he is often on the sidelines of events, he in many ways can be considered a spokesperson and publicist of sorts for WCF. He is a man who needs to be taught a lesson in respect and who is making his debut here tonight, he is the voice of WCF, WCF’s play by play announcer, Zach Davis!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?!

Eric Price has a grin on his face at this point as he takes the mic from Kyle Steel. Zach Davis looks to be in complete shock as he gets up from his chair and looks mortified.

Eric Price: That’s right Zachary, you think you’re so qualified to question me, tonight you’re going to experience first hand a World Title match with yours truly Mr. Eric Price.

Zach Davis: Please, there must be some other way.

Eric Price: Oh no, this is how it’s going to be. Kyle Steel, get out of the ring. Ref, do your job and ring the bell, this match starts now!

The referee looks concerned as he is unsure about ringing the bell.

Eric Price: Ref, NOW! RING IT NOW!

The referee reluctantly rings the bell to signify the start of the match.

World Title Match
Zach Davis vs Eric Price
No Disqualification

Shannan Lerch: And this match, it’s happening, it’s actually happening. Fans, I apologize if I’m still catching up here, we have the World Champion Mr. Eric Price in the ring one on one against Zach Davis. The match is no disqualification and with the World Title on the line.

Eric Price: Time for you to learn about respect Zachary!

Eric folds up the steel chair he was sitting on as Zach looks extremely concerned for his well being is on his knees begging Price for mercy as Price thinks about it.

Shannan Lerch: And Zach here begging for mercy. Come on Eric, calm down think about this. He’s an announcer, be gentle with him.

And Price smiles at him and extends his hand helping him up.

Eric Price: That’s all right Zachary. Of course I’m not going to hurt you. Now go back to your usual spot and do what you do best.

Shannan Lerch: Eric Price doing the right thing here tonight letting Zach come back down here to do his job. A true gentleman. Zach, come on down and hey, wait a minute, what is this?

Eric Price before Zach can exit the ring swings the steel chair he was holding and hits Zach Davis right on the back as he gives off an evil grin to the crowd.

Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

Shannan Lerch: What a heinous human being, this is uncalled for come on. He’s an announcer.

Eric Price: Oh Zachary, you’re not getting off that easy.

Shannan Lerch: Zach on his back in the ring slowly trying to get up but Price swings that steel chair and hits him again! And again, and again, and again! He throws the steel chair away surveying what he’s done, that was 5 chair shots to a defenseless, a helpless Zach Davis. Come on ref, end this. Price turns Zach around and now cover.

1 ..

2 ..

Shannan Lerch: What is this? Price lifting Zach’s shoulder up signaling that he’s not done yet. Come on Eric, Zach’s beaten, what more do you need to prove?

Eric Price: Oh my God, what a heinous act this was? Quick, someone come down to stop this, please come down and stop this atrocity! This is not right! Oh Zachary, that’s what you sound like every damn week. What do you have to say now?

Eric puts the microphone up to Zach’s mouth.

Zach Davis: Go … *beep* … yourself.

Eric looks mad at this point.

Eric Price: Is that right, I guess I haven’t taught you enough of a lesson yet.

Shannan Lerch: Come on Zach, don’t be a hero. Price taking that other steel chair, folding it up and now hitting Zach Davis right in the gut, time and time again; that’s 5 shots to the gut, come on man. And what’s Price doing now, he’s turning Zach around and he’s applying the sharpshooter. Zach, just tap, come on, end the pain for yourself. Zach immediately grabbing the ropes but that’s no good as this is a no disqualification match.

Zach Davis is heard screaming in pain as he holds onto the bottom rope as Price looks to be in a state of ecstasy almost very pleased with what he’s doing.

Shannan Lerch: And Price finally letting go of the sharpshooter here now dragging Zach by the legs and oh my, a low blow to Zach Davis. Come on Eric, this match is yours already for the taking. And he covers.

1 ..

2 ..

Shannan Lerch: And again Price lifts Zach’s shoulder up signaling that he’s still not done. Price now lifting Zach up to a vertical base. Zach standing there and I use that term loosely because he can barely stand at this point as Price is going to pick his spot here and looks like he’s calling for it, Reversal of Fortune. Of course it’s going to connect. Zach Davis is done, come on, end the match Price! Cover!

1 ..

2 ..

3!

Shannan Lerch: And finally, this spectacle is over.

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner and still the WCF World Heavyweight Champion, Mr. Eric Price!

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing on the speaker system throughout the Pepsi Center.

Crowd boos loudly.

Eric Price is handed back his World Title as he gets on the top rope and the crowd is booing him loudly.

Shannan Lerch: Eric Price beat Zach Davis, he must be so proud of himself here. I can’t believe he actually went through with this match. Hey wait a minute, what’s going on here?

Eric Price notices the titantron starts displaying unexpected graphics and gets off the top turnbuckle as his music stops. The Latin chanting of Machine Head’s “I am Hell (Sonata in C#)” come over the PA system. The crowd roars as Corey Black steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. Soon after, Jay Price also steps out onto the stage, holding some paperwork in massive disarray.

Corey Black: Hey! Hey Doc Henry, are you finished showing everyone that you have a vagina?

Jay Price leans in and whispers something to Corey.

Corey Black: What!? That's not Doc Henry? Whatever, might as well be.

Eric Price looks FUMING mad as he stands in the ring, again being 'disrespected.' As the exchange takes place, Hank Brown shuffles out from the back and joins Shannan Lerch at ringside, ordered to fill in for Zach Davis.

Eric Price: You disrespect ME? You disrespect the World Champion!? NO! I will get respect! I will continue to make examples and I will get the respect I deserve!

Corey Black: Right. Don't make me come down there and jobberkill you.

Corey rolls his eyes.

Corey Black: Anyway, being as you just love to defend that strap I figured it would be the perfect time to set your World Championship Match for Explosion.

Eric is shaking his head in the ring. Corey pretty much ignores the gesture.

Corey Black: Don't like it? Too bad. So, your Explosion opponent will be....

Eric Price: NO ONE!

Corey and Jay start laughing as Eric cuts Corey off with the response.

Corey Black: Uh, you don't get to make matches around here.

Eric Price: You Pantheon thugs think you have me don't you? Well YOU DON'T!

Corey Black: What in the fuck are you talking about?

Eric grins as he looks up at the stage at the Pantheon Administration.

Eric Price: You seem to forget that your grand pal Jonny gave me back my original contract, exactly as it was. EXACTLY as it was! I have already defended my World Championship at Timebomb and again just here tonight!

Jay Price: Against a fuckin' announcer!

Eric Price: It matters little as he accepted my challenge. Therefore, because you have not previously named my opponent for Explosion, I have NONE! I do not have to defend this championship for another thirty days. You have NO ONE! NO ONE named as my opponent and you will not. Your World Champion, Mr. Eric Price is taking a well deserved night OFF on March 31st! I will NOT be defending this championship at Explosion!

The crowd boos like CRAZY.

Shannan Lerch: Being joined by Hank Brown as we are just finding out that tonight's 'lesson' to Zach Davis may have been a ploy for Eric Price to avoid defending the championship at Explosion.

Hank Brown: Thank for the welcome, Shannan. Man, I don't know what to think about this guy anymore. This is low, beating up on a commentator. Cowardly backing out of defending his championship at Explosion. Something's gotta be done here.

Corey Black: Hold.the.fuck.on!

Corey Black and Jay Price confer in a huddle of sorts as they rifle through the paperwork. Indistinguishable whispered tones are heard as they discuss the matter. Corey Black glances back at Eric Price every so often as if some kind of strategy was being worked out. Though it's mostly just for the hell of it being as it seems to anger Eric. Finally the two break the huddle.

Jay Price: Shit, he's right.

Corey Black: Well son of a bitch...

Eric Price: That's right! YOU LOSE! YOU LOSE PANTHEON! I WIN! AHAHAHAHAHA! I AM THE WORLD CHAMPION! AND THERE IS NOTHING, NOTHING THAT YOU CAN DO AB--

Suddenly the lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drum beats. The crowd begins to cheer MASSIVELY and Eric Price's eyes nearly pop out of his head as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.

Shannan Lerch: Oh my gosh! Right Here? Right NOW?!

Hank Brown: I don't know, but businesss has DEFINITELY picked up now!

Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah Twilight finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with the biggest ERUPTION of cheers that she has ever received. Eric Price is completely LOSING it in the ring and he shouts over and over as he shakes his head.

Eric Price: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!

The vibrant redhead confidently swaggers towards the ring, her eyes locked on Eric Price the entire time. This time, there was no tee shirts to give away, there was no posing on the turnbuckle. Sarah steps into the ring with only one purpose and she gets face to face with Eric Price who is clutching his world championship tightly, still shaking his head and screaming "No!" over and over again. Sarah's deep emerald green eyes are firmly focused on Eric Price as she is handed a microphone from a stage hand. The crowd is going BALLISTIC.

Crowd: BEAT HIM NOW! BEAT HIM NOW! BEAT HIM NOW! BEAT HIM NOW!

Hank Brown: This could be it! We might be seeing the last night of Eric Price as the World Champion!

Shannan Lerch: I can't say it wouldn't be deserved after what he just did to Zach.

Eric, in a panicked state, waves a hand in front of him and tries to talk his way out of this.

Eric Price: Wait! WAIT! I just defended my championship! I JUST DEFENDED! IT'S MINE! YOU CAN'T--YOU JUST CAN'T!

Finally, Sarah's features change slightly as the ever-familiar smirk forms upon her face. She takes the microphone to her lips, the crowd still going MAD with cheers.

Sarah Twilight: Hi there, Eric. Are you doing alright? You look a little pale.

She laughs a bit as the crowd really gets behind her and they begin another chant.

Crowd: ERIC IS SCARED! ERIC IS SCARED! ERIC IS SCARED! ERIC IS SCARED! ERIC IS SCARED!

Eric is about to rip his own hair out with everything that is going on. Sarah seems to be enjoying every moment of his misery.

Sarah Twilight: You can settle down Eric, I'm not going to kick your ass just yet. I mean damn, stop shaking. You look like a fucking bobblehead or some shit. Where is that confidence you had when you were out here fighting commentators?

Eric Price: I--

Sarah Twilight: SHUT UP! I didn't come out here to hear you run your mouth! You've done enough of that already. Nobody came here to watch you fight Zach Davis. No one CARES about anything you have to say. You are a slimey, pathetic little piece of shit. But that's not why I'm out here either. No, Eric--this is about you and me. This is about the fact that there has always been a cloud hanging over your head. Ever since the very moment that you won that World Championship. You've known, I've known and the entire WORLD has always known that your fate has been in MY hands!

The crowd cheers MASSIVELY and Eric Price just continues to sweat as he starts to realize what is going on.

Sarah Twilight: Week in and week out you come out here and ramble on about respect. Respect?! Respect is EARNED...something you have not, nor will EVER accomplish. Every week it's the same shit coming out of your mouth and I--WE are growing very sick of it!

She points out around the crowd which causes another eruption.

Sarah Twilight: Now I've sat backstage tonight and I watched your little escapades. I've waited, and I've watched for weeks now. When you cost me the Television Championship, when you screwed Joe over. And now, here you are weaseling out of a match at Explosion? Those aren't the actions of a Champion. Those are the actions of a fucking COWARD! WCF needs a World Champion, not a whiny, deluded little prick.

Another chorus of cheers ring out. Sarah's eyes narrow as she continues to speak to Eric.

Sarah Twilight: I've watched you descend into a state of paranoia. You are practically pissing yourself right now because I'm out here. For someone who commands so much 'respect' you certainly don't seem to want a REAL fight, now do you?

Crowd: ERIC IS A COWARD! *clap clap, clap clap clap* ERIC IS A COWARD! *clap clap, clap clap clap* ERIC IS A COWARD! *clap clap, clap clap clap*

Sarah Twilight: Well Eric, you don't have to wake up with night sweats anymore. You don't have to check over your shoulder at the grocery store, or when you're at a restaurant. And you don't have to piss yourself wondering anymore. Because as of THIS VERY MOMENT, I am officially letting you know that YOU, Eric Price WILL be defending the WCF World Championship at Explosion...against ME!

The crowd ERUPTS! Eric Price looks to be in shock, as if he never actually expected her to cash in on him. Sarah smirks heavily.

Hank Brown: She's cashed it in! Sarah Twilight versus Eric Price at Explosion for the WCF World Championship! This is epic!

Shannan Lerch: Eric Price may have pushed too far. Now he's going to have to answer for what he's done. Sarah Twilight cashing her her guaranteed World Championship opportunity. Eric Price has always claimed he's been ready to fight her, but honestly...he doesn't look that way right now! I don't believe it, because I have always believed he was ready for her.

Hank Brown: He talked a big game, now he's going to have to back it up, and you're right. Eric Price doesn't want any part of Twilight. His reaction is showing that right here and now.

Sarah Twilight: That's right Eric, twenty one days. That is what remains of your reign as World Champion. You can come out here and beat up staff, harp on about respect and any of the other CRAP that you think will get you some attention. But you'd better cram it all in, cram it all in GOOD because you have just a few short weeks. As of March thirty first, Eric Price goes back to obscurity where he belongs. Nobody is going to remember anything about you Eric. Nobody will care. You will never get that respect you so desperately crave, and why? Why? Because there will have been nothing about you worth mentioning. Except that you were the man who LOST to the FIRST EVER FEMALE WCF WORLD CHAMPION!

Eric Price: FINE! FINE! I will fight you with no rules at Explosion and I will--

Sarah Twilight: Oh no no no no, NO! You don't decide a DAMN THING! My contract, MY TERMS. I decide how this is going to happen, Eric. NOT YOU! My terms, and you'll just have to wait until next week to find out what those are.

She winks and it looks like she is ready to leave the ring. The crowd is cheering massively. She pauses however and looks back at Eric with a devilish grin.

Sarah Twilight: Oh, and Eric?

She leans in, that grin still on her face as she looks directly into Eric's eyes, giving him a glare of complete confidence as her face is just inches from his. She brings the microphone up to her lips.

Sarah Twilight: Tick....Tock!

The words roll off of her tongue with a sharp sarcasm that only further drives Eric Price out of his mind.

Crowd: TICK TOCK! TICK TOCK! TICK TOCK! TICK TOCK! TICK TOCK!

Shannan Lerch: The crowd screaming it out and now those words may just be official as the clock ticks down toward Explosion. Sarah Twilight, Eric Price, wow!

Hank Brown: I am sure Zach Davis will be happy to hear the news once he has recovered from this vicious assault at the hands of Eric Price.

'The Only One' hits again and Sarah turns to exit the ring. Eric snaps finally and he takes firm hold of his world championship and charges at her from behind!

Shannan Lerch: OH NO!

Hank Brown: Watch out, Sarah!

But Sarah was ready. She expected it from Eric as she sidesteps the attempt. Eric is spun around as Sarah fires off HARD shots at him and has him teetering on the ropes. He drops the World Championship as he is struck.

Hank Brown: Twilight unloading on Price! Payback time!

Shannan Lerch: He tried to assault her from behind, but she was ready for it. Eric Price is getting her wrath right now!

Sarah follows up with a clothesline that sends him over the top rope and tumbling to the outside. Eric crashes onto the floor and looks FURIOUS as he was embarrassed by his new challenger. Eric scrambles toward the apron to retrieve the World Championship, but Sarah gets hold of it instead, DARING Eric to come into the ring and take it. The crowd erupts.

Shannan Lerch: Eric Price not going to get back in that ring.

Hank Brown: He doesn't look happy, but Sarah is telling him to 'do something about it' and that is very unlikely.

Back in the ring, Sarah takes to the turnbuckle as "The Only One" plays once more and she takes the WCF World Championship and holds it high in her hand pointing to it as she delivers a message to both the crowd, and to Eric Price. The roof nearly comes off of the place the cheers are so loud.

Shannan Lerch: Could this be an omen of things to come? Will Sarah Twilight be holding that very championship at the end of Explosion to become the first female World Champion in WCF History?

Hank Brown: Man, I sure hope so. She looks about as ready as I've ever seen anyone. Eric Price will have a TALL task ahead come the end of the month.

Shannan Lerch: He made examples out of FPV, Morientes, and Zach Davis this week. Sarah Twilight cashes in. The main event of Explosion is set! The question now is: What will happen next week on Slam as a result of all of this? Good night everyone from Denver!

We fade out to the image of Sarah Twilight holding the WCF World Title with Eric Price, angrily looking on from ringside. Unable to do anything as she holds his belt.

Table of Contents

Slam Intro

Eric Price Segment

John Thomas vs Judge Mental

Sarah Twilight/Steve Orbit Segment

Deuce Maximus/Ana Valentine vs Magnus/G-Money

Christopher Kane/Scott Savage Segment

John Gable/Blizzard/The Ninja vs FPV/The Homegrown Players

Benjamin Atreyu vs Morientes

Television Title Match: Doc Henry vs Christopher Kane

Logan Segment

People's Title Contendership Match: Davey Ortega vs Buzzsaw Bundy

Jonny Fly Segment

Skyler Striker/Jay Price vs Prophecy

Eric Price/Sarah Twilight Segment

 

Of The Week

Wrestler:
Eric Price
Match:
Rebellion vs Genesis
Roleplay:

 

Champions

World:
Eric Price
Hardcore:
Doc Henry
Television:
Christopher Kane
United States:
Jay Price
Peoples:
Steeltoe Joe
Internet:
Christopher Kane
Tag Team:
The Homegrown Players