04/21/2013


Cheetah Fighter Fights

We are in the ring with Cheetah Fighter and Kyle Steel. Cheetah Fighter is wearing a pair of black bare-knuckle gloves, a pair of black elbow pads, a pair of blue trunks with a yellow lightning streak design, and the boots are black as well. His knee pads are black and so is his trunks.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, weighing 205 lbs, Cheetah Fighter!

Cheetah Fighter: RAAARGH!!!

Kyle Steel: And his opponent...

???: RAAARRGGHHH!!!

Kyle stumbles back and gets out of the ring. A steel cell is lowered as it seals the ring. The wire opens up what looks like a cage and a real-life cheetah comes out! It's black spots and white fur distinct it's similarities to it's human counterpart's mask.

Cheetah: RAAARRGGHH!!

Cheetah Fighter tells the cheetah to bring it on.

DING DING!

The cheetah pounces on Cheetah Fighter, but he rolls out of the way. Cheetah Fighter and the cheetah runs towards each other. In a moment, we see Cheetah Fighter placing the cheetah in a headlock. It's a long struggle, but the cheetah breaks free. However before it could attack him, Cheetah Fighter kicks the cheetah away from him. The cheetah gets back on its feet and pounces on Cheetah Fighter. Once again, Cheetah Fighter dodges the cheetah and goes behind it ti deliver a German suplex.

Cheetah: RAAAARRRGGHHH!!

Cheetah Fighter delivers a 2nd german suplex. And finally, a 3rd one!

Cheetah Fighter: RAAARRGGH!!

Cheetah Fighter raises his right arm in victory. What he doesn't know is that the cheetah is still conscious as it bites his left arm! Small trickles of blood come down his arm. Unfortunately for the poor animal, Cheetah Fighter is unfazed.

Cheetah Fighter: GRRR....

With all his strength, Cheetah Fighter raises his left arm, lifting the cheetah and pulls it to another direction, making the cheetah hit the steel cell with full impact. As it falls down, there is a huge dent in the cell. Cheetah Fighter checks on his arm, with bleeding bite marks on it. He looks at the cheetah as it is getting up.

Cheetah: RAAARRRGGGHH!!!

The cheetah does another pounce on Cheetah Fighter. To everyone's surprise, Cheetah Fighter executes the Convict Kick, knocking the cheetah out! He goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!!

The crowd cheers as Cheetah Fighter raises his arm in victory. He sits down next to the cheetah as it awakens. It looks terrified. Cheetah Fighter simply looks at it before gently touching it's fur. The cheetah is purring as the crowd is full of "D'awww's".

Slam Intro

Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai hits and Slam is on the air! Two fans in the front row try to Fandango and are promptly beaten to a pulp. We go to Zach and Shannan.

Zach Davis: Welcome to Vancouver, Canada, and welcome to Slam! Zach Davis here with Shannan Lerch, as always.

Shannan Lerch: BIG night tonight. Last stop before Aftermath!

Zach Davis: That's right. And we've got a bit of a preview of our Aftermath main event.... as Eric Price and Davey Ortega team up to face Sarah Twilight. By herself.

Shannan Lerch: After last week's joke of a main event, I don't know what the hell is going on here. It seems like the universe is against Sarah, as Steeltoe Joe turned his back on her and Genesis. And now this.

Zach Davis: Hopefully we'll get some answers as to why the People's Pastor would do this later tonight, but I'm not too sure.

Shannan Lerch: This next match could main event a PPV, in my opinion... we've got Steve Orbit going one on one with his Tag Team Championship partner, Waylon Cash.

Zach Davis: This is going to be a HELL of a match, Shannan. To see two men that were once good friends fighting each other like this... it's like the Civil War. I'm with Orbit.

Shannan Lerch: I have a feeling most of our fans are, Zach. We've apparently got a Special Guest Referee scheduled for the match, but I don't know who it's going to be!

Zach Davis: BRAD KANE makes his return to the ring against Magnus. Last we saw from Kane, he was ousted as our commissioner, and a few short weeks ago his son Christopher Kane was taken out of action. And now he's back... and he didn't have any kind words for Mr. Jonny Fly.

Shannan Lerch: Last month at Explosion Seth was asking to see who would step up and help him take down Jonny. You don't think.... ?

Zach Davis: Speaking of Fly, Pantheon faces Rebellion in a huge matchup! Gable, Morientes, and Ninja face Price, Fly, and Striker. Striker's TV Title is on the line, one week away from his big Trilogy Cup Tournament match.

Shannan Lerch: After Trey Reed stole Beholder's meds last week, resulting in their match being cancelled, they'll get a chance to go at it again this week in tag action. Reed teams with Grave Dancer as Beholder teams with Disease... THAT is going to be an interesting pairing.

Zach Davis: Benjamin Atreyu goes one on one with FPV. Don't think there's much reasoning for this match besides the fact that it's going to be a badass exhibition match! Can't wait.

Shannan Lerch: We've got... good lord. We've got friggin Corey Black against Doc Henry, with Adam Young as the Special Guest Enforcer. I'm speechless.

Zach Davis: Yeah, that... that's going to be something.

Shannan Lerch: We've also got Ana Valentine up against the High Flying Freak, and Oblivion against the Don of Disrespect, Johnny Stylez! Let's start this show!

Eric Price Segment

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing over the speaker system of the Pacific Coliseum as the Vancouver crowd immediately starts booing loudly as they see Eric Price step out from the back. As usual, he is wearing a full suit, a black suit in this case with a black tie and shirt, sunglasses on and the WCF World Title draped around his shoulder with a huge grin on his face.

Shannan Lerch: What a great way to start the show with our WCF World Champion!

Zach Davis: Hmm…yeah.

Shannan Lerch: You don’t seem as excited for his arrival, you need to show more enthusiasm for our champion.

Zach Davis: Tell someone who cares.

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

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Zach Davis: And this raucous crowd is saying for me what I think of our “beloved” champion.

Shannan Lerch: These Canadians have no respect for the World Champion, guess they’re not used to seeing winners out here.

Zach Davis: Well, Eric Price, microphone in hand stands in the center of the ring but for what reason?

Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen … and Canadian people …

Crowd boos loudly.

Eric Price: Please put your hands together and show the proper respect in welcoming a great individual, he is not only the WCF People’s Champion but also the Peoples’ Pastor, a great man of integrity, and the Holy Flame, he is Steeltoe Joe!

“Cells” by the Servants starts playing over the speaker system as loud boos start raining down from the crowd as Steeltoe Joe emerges from the back with his People’s Championship draped over his shoulder as he looks down at the crowd with disdain.

Shannan Lerch: And here comes our Peoples’ Champion, a great man!

Zach Davis: A traitor, a Benedict Arnold, the blood stain still fresh from the knife he stuck in the back of not only Genesis but his best friend Tek! This man needs to explain his actions because I simply cannot understand how he could turn his back on the people, the people he has claimed for so long to represent to join with the likes of Eric Price.

Shannan Lerch: Eric Price is a great man but it seems that no one is a fan of the union of Eric Price and Steeltoe Joe.

As STJ walks down the ramp, various fan signs are shown. Many say “Why STJ why?” One says “STJ, the People’s Traitor!” Another says “Steeltoe Joe: Hero of the People Loser!” And yet another says “STJ: From hero to zero, just like that!”

Zach Davis: Well, if we’re going to get any explanation, we’ll have to wait and see because I still don’t understand why, the people don’t understand why.

As Steeltoe Joe steps into the ring, he holds his People’s Title proudly and simply looks at the crowd as Eric Price hands him a microphone and Eric sits in the background on the top turnbuckle simply ready to listen to what Steeltoe Joe has to say.

Steeltoe Joe: *AHEM*!

Crowd boos

Crowd: You sold out! You sold out! You sold out!

Zach Davis: Crowd starting a “You Sold Out” chant, not exactly unexpected.

Steeltoe Joe: Now, many of you seem to think I sold out.

The people in the audience start to boo as loud as they can. Joe still gets his voice into the Microphone loud and clear.

Steeltoe Joe: As I was saying before you all showed your disrespect. Many of you feel I sold out, that I sold my soul to the Devil, but in all honesty, it was ALL OF YOU! It was every single one of you who sold your souls to the Devil. It was you who sold out and it was every single one of you who turned your backs on ME!!! For over a decade I have come out here and busted my ass for every single one of you.

Joe points around the arena, pointing at different individuals as he begins to speak some more.

Steeltoe Joe: I was sitting here going through the most difficult time in my life, with the loss of a person who meant the world to me and every single one of you couldn’t respect that! So Good ole STJ needed a breather and didn’t show up for a few weeks… and what happened? You all couldn’t have my back; instead all of you in the crowd and everybody back in the locker room ran their mouths and talked their crap about how I wasn’t here because God forbid you need any time off to take care of personal issues. For weeks though I still came out here and pandered to every single one of you worthless pieces of trash and it got me nowhere. Listen to me and listen to me carefully… I DESERVE RESPECT!!!

The arena is in a loud set of boos, almost thundering because their ex-hero has traited on them and stomped on their hearts. Joe looks at Eric Price and then speaks some more truth.

Steeltoe Joe: Yah know, it wasn’t any of you who wrote me letters of condolence, it wasn’t Genesis who was there for me, and it wasn’t even my so-called brother Tek who gave me a hug … it was this man … Eric Price who had the heart to call me and wish me the best in this dark time in my life. It wasn’t any of you it was Eric Price!!! I finally woke up from the shitty fantasyland I was living in and realized, I wasn’t against Eric and Eric wasn’t against me, it was you, and Genesis, and TEK, who I was in variance with! My Enmity laid with all you loads of worthless drones who would all cheer me to my face but never stand up for me behind my back. I have two words for all of you, and as ungodly as they are, they only sum up perfectly what I want to say to you!!! These words are, “F*(beep)*… Off!”
Joe is pissed. He is livid.

Steeltoe Joe: All of you can just f*(beep)* off; I have realized that I don’t need any single one of you, but I do realize that the WCF, Tek, Genesis and every single one of you DO IN FACT NEED ME!!! You don’t have to like it and you don’t have to enjoy it but you will respect it and realize that I am still and always in the foreseeable future continue to be the WCF People’s Champion. I have the nuts to stand here and tell it how it is like Eric Price. I stand here with my hands clean in your sight and in the sight of God. I am better then anybody else here and I can lead you all to the right path, a path of salvation, but you have to have the brains to follow me first. If you are too dumb to take up your cross and follow my path, that is your problem not mine and you can die in your seat with the next worthless fan. You all need me, I don’t need any of…

Joe is interrupted as “Am I a Psycho” by Tech N9ne starts playing over the speaker system as the crowd gives a mixed reaction, mostly cheers to the arrival of Tek.

Zach Davis: And wait a minute, here comes the Wildcard, Tek! Ever unpredictable and I’m sure he’s looking for some answers here tonight as well.

Shannan Lerch: Please, STJ was explaining clearly, I think Tek’s just too slow to understand.

Zach Davis: Oh, now you kiss up to STJ too? You really are a turncoat!

Shannan Lerch: I just support the truth.

Zach Davis: Well Tek certainly not looking happy here as Eric Price quickly gets off the top turnbuckle and back in the ring and stands right next to STJ!

Eric Price: Tek, what the hell do you think you’re doing interrupting my associate, my friend Steeltoe Joe! Who the hell do you think…

Tek: Eric, SHUT UP!

Crowd cheers loudly

Eric Price looks in shock at being told to shut up

Eric Price: You … you don’t tell me to…

STJ steps in front of Eric and tells him that he has this and asks Eric to step back. Eric makes sure with him and decides to stand in the corner of the ring and watch the proceedings although he is not pleased at the perceived disrespect from Tek.

Tek: Yeah, step back Eric, this is not about you, and not everything despite what you think is about you. This is about Steeltoe Joe and this is about me! Now Joe, what in the hell are you thinking? I know you Joe and I know you are just having a hard time right now. I know, we know, the fans know that this really isn’t you. Brother, take a break for a while and just calm down. I know there is still a heart thumping in your chest and this is just one bad choice that we can all move past. I know in your heart you still love these fans and that you are still the WCF People’s Champion and a Champion the people can be proud of. I know that you are still the badass People’s Pastor and I know the Holy Flame is still alive and burning. Just come with me Joe and we can relax and talk about this later.

Joe looks confused, you can tell he is wrestling with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He is going back and forth. Joe brings the mic up to his mouth and speaks. He looks around at the crowd.

Steeltoe Joe: So, do you all want me to go with Tek?

The fans cheer loudly as for they do weant to see prophecy walk out on Eric Price. Joe is smiling, but you can tell he is still flustered. Tek Speaks.

Tek: Joe! See man they still love you. Nobody turned their back on you. Nobody bro. I am sorry about your Grandfather but what would he want you to do? Think about him and what he would have wanted you to do.

Tek extends his hand and offers it to Joe to shake. Joe shakes his hand as the crowd cheers and Eric Price looks pissed. Joe and Tek start to walk back to the ropes to get out of the ring but then… BAM!!! Joe hits Tek in the back of the skull with the People’s Championship. Joe smiles, he lifts Tek up and then plants him into the ring with a powerful BAPTISM!!! Joe gets up smiling still as the crowd boos so loudly that the people in the building next to the arena can hear it. Joe starts beating his chest, he is livid. The fans start throwing trash into the ring but it doesn’t stop Joe from relentlessly beating on Tek.

Zach Davis: And what the hell, from behind, STJ attacking his best friend Tek, for what reason?! He hits him with a low blow and then a shot with his title from behind, a powerful Baptism and now turns him around and starts punching him right in the face. What is the meaning of this?

Eric Price looks on and decides to intervene as STJ looks nearly possessed.

Eric Price: STOP IT! STOP IT! Wait a minute, damn it wait a minute Joe! What the hell?

STJ looks back at Eric wondering why he stopped him as Tek is still down from the unexpected attack by Steeltoe Joe!

Zach Davis: Eric Price stopping this? That’s strange.

Eric Price: That’s your best friend right there and you’re taking it easy on your very best friend?! Damn it Joe come on, open him up! OPEN HIM UP!!!

Zach Davis: What the, this is heinous!

STJ continues punching mercilessly at Tek busting him wide open.

Eric Price: GET HIM! BEAT HIM UP! BEAT HIM TO A BLOODY PULP!

STJ gets up now and decides to take his People’s Title and hits Tek in the head with it as Tek is completely out of it now!

Eric Price: YOU TEACH THAT PIECE OF SHIT A LESSON IN RESPECT!

STJ now rubs the Peoples’ Title right in Tek’s face as the crowd is booing loudly at the proceedings and Eric Price looks on with a huge grin on his face as STJ looks crazed and unstable as he beat down Tek.

Zach Davis: What is the meaning of this?

Shannan Lerch: This is teaching a thug like Tek about respect!

Zach Davis: This has nothing to do with respect. This is an unjustified and heinous beat down, that’s all this was.

Eric Price now looks at Tek who is down but trying to still get up in the ring despite the blood running down his body.

Eric Price: And hey Wildcard … Tek, don’t forget, the crowd is going to be chanting Eric Price … all … the … way!

Eric smiles as “You Know My Name” starts playing over the speaker system again as both he and STJ begin to walk out of the ring as garbage is being thrown into the ring.

Zach Davis: What reason, what possible reason was there for this mugging?!

Shannan Lerch: Tek’s an idiot for not shutting his mouth and for turning his back on a very dangerous individual in Steeltoe Joe.

Zach Davis: Well the Eric Price aligned Peoples’ Champion Steeltoe Joe clearly sent a message tonight and that is that it’s all about him from now on. He does not care about the fans, he clearly does not care about his friends, he only cares about himself. This is not the same Steeltoe Joe we used to know!

Shannan Lerch: He said it best, he’s done doing everything for the people because even though he was there for them, they were not there for him but the magnanimous Mr. Eric Price was, like it or not! But to see him attack his brother like that, that’s something I never thought we’d see.

Zach Davis: I don't know what Eric Price said to him to convince him but he's changed him. This Steeltoe Joe, did you see the look in his eyes, I've never seen a man that cold.

Shannan Lerch: This is some sickening stuff!

Oblivion vs Johnny Stylez

Zach Davis: Alright ladies and gentlemen, let's get tonight's program off with a bang.

Shannan Lerch: Off with a bang?! Why with a bang?! Why does everything have to so damn violent and/or explosive with you men. for crying out loud!!

The cameraman assigned to be in front of the announce table pans the camera towards an obviously pissed off Shannan Lerch, who looks angry.

Zach Davis: Um, Shannan is there something wrong?

Shannan Lerch: NO?! What?!

Zach Davis: Well, it seems that you are somewhat distracted or something. all I mentioned was we are about to start off the program off with a bang...

Shannan Lerch: THERE!! YOU SAID IT AGAIN!!

Shannan looks obviously pissed off and very angry. Her eyes are nearly bugging out of her skull and she looks as if she is about to rip someone's head off.

Zach Davis: Shannan? All day, even at the staff meeting you seemed pretty angry and... ver-er-ery sensitive. What is wrong with you?

Shannan Lerch: What's wrong with me?! Why does it have to be me that IS the problem. That's the problem with you men, always blaming the women. U-U-UGHGH!!

Shannan looks obviously very agitated.

Zach Davis: If it was the phrase "Off with a bang"... I don't see the problem.

Shannan Lerch: Of course you men don't...

Shannan uses finger quotations...

Shannan Lerch: ..."SEE THE PROBLEM". You never do!!

Zach Davis: Oh-h-h. I see now.

Shannan Lerch: Oh you do huh? Whatever!

Zach Davis: A-a-anyways. As Shannan obviously reflects from a recent bad reaction from something, let's get our first match started.

~*~ 4:19 ~*~
-GoT-
-A-
-MiNuTe?!?-

Flashes over the titantron, as green smoke begins to fill the entry way. The arena goes completely black and then

~ExPLoSiOn~
-Looking Back At Me-
-I See That I Never Really Got It Right-
- I Never Stopped To Think Of You-
-I'm Always Wrapped Up In Things I Cannot Win-
-You Are The Antidote That Gets Me By-
- Something Strong Like A Drug That Gets Me-
-H.I.G.H.-

Cold by Crossfade plays over the loud speaker as out struts the Paragona of Americana , LA Johnny Stylez. Stylez moves with the rhythm of the music while yelling at the crowd. Naturally Stylez is met with a course of boos so loud that it almost shakes the arena. Stylez is dressed in a pair of baggy cargo pants and he is wearing a P.o.P T-shirt Outsider’s style. On the front of the shirt is P.o.P in white bold letters with (Players of Perfection) written in captions. Stylez is wearing a pair of silver oakleys and he has a cigarette hanging from his lips. After dancing to his music and taunting the fans, Stylez makes his way down the ramp.

-What I Really Meant To Say-
-Is That I’m Sorry For The Way-
-I AM-
-NeVeR MeAnT To Be-
-So Cold-

Stylez arrogantly struts to the ring, stopping to blow smoke in the face of a few fans sitting front row.

Kyle Steel: From New Orleans, Lou-ouis-i-ia-a-ana-a-a-a... weighing in at 245 pounds... He is The DoN of DiSResPecT.... JOH-OH-OH-OHNNYY-Y-Y STY-Y-Y-Y-LEZ!!

Stylez then puts his cigarette out, and slides in the ring on his stomach. He then shoots up and immeadily begins talking trash to the fans, who are letting him have it. Stylez walks up to the ring announcer and playfully slaps them over the head a few times, before walking over to the turnbuckle and laying across it pretending to fall asleep as he awaits for Oblivion.

Zach Davis: Johnny Stylez seems pretty confident, Shannan.

Zach pauses for a second to see what kind of reaction he will get from Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: Well, Mr. Johnny Stylez needs to get his head out from his ass, before his said head gets knock off by The Monster Oblivion!!

Zach Davis: Well said.

Shannan Lerch: Of course.

Shannan Lerch winks over at Zach Davis.

Zach Davis listens to his headset.

Zach Davis: We have Hank Brown backstage with a special guest.

Shannan Lerch: What about Oblivion?!

Hank Brown is standing backstage with a slight, but nervous grin.

You can slightly hear Zach and Shannan commenting.

Zach Davis: <chuckles> Hank Brown looks real nervous.

Shannan Lerch: <slight chuckle> Of course. Wouldn't you be if your schedueled to interview Oblivion.

Zach Davis: He looks as if he is about to wet his pants.

Shannan somewhat laughs. Hank Brown nervously looks around.

Shannan Lerch: Zach, watch this...

Shannan Lerch: HANK!!!

Hank Brown jumps nearly three feet in the air.

Zach Davis: Hank, you seem a little nervous.

Zach and Shannan chuckle.

Hank Brown: Well, I'm waiting on Oblivion, who should be here any seco....

CLANG!!

There is a loud noise off in the background, which makes an already nervous Hank Brown more of a nervous wreck.

Hank Brown: OH GOOD GOD!!

Shannan Lerch: Get yourself together man!!

Hank Brown looks towards in the direction of where the noise came from. Some of the crowd cheers.

Zach Davis: Uh... o-o-oh!!

Hank Brown pauses and slowly turns around, having that feeling that someone IS standing behind him. The crowd nervously chatters, as they await the reaction from Hank when he see Oblivion. As Hank slowly turns around and The Monster Oblivion towers over Hank Brown, who nervously chuckles then slowly raises up the mic.

Oblivion: GIVE ME THAT!!

Oblivion snatches the mic away from Hank Brown's hand. Hank nervously gets startled as he immediately squeaks out a scared responds.

Zach Davis: Did Hank Brown just squeak?

Shannan Lerch: Yep.

Hank stumbles back as if he just stared Death in the face. Pale in the face, Hank Brown trips over his own feet, just to quickly run away, for several feet. The camera pans back at Oblivion, as Hank Brown is heard off camera....

Hank Brown: Oh goodness, I think I just piddled myself.

The commentators and the crowd laugh. The camera is panned from Hank Brown back to Oblivion. The Pet is standing there with the camera. With a close up on The Monster, who isn't smiling and has a cold stare towards the camera, which changes the entire mood of Pacific Coliseum.

Oblivion: Johnny Stylez, tonight you are going to have the same experience your cousin had. Resist, IT will make it painful. Succumb to The Darkness and The Monster will make your suffering quick. But, by watching your current attitude... YOU'RE ABOUT TO HAVE A LO-O-ONG NIGHT!! YOU CAN JUST....

Crowd: CHOKE... ON.... THAT!!

The camera spins around towards The Pet...

The Pet/Crowd: BITCHEE-E-EE-SS-SS!!!

The camera spins out of focus, as another camera focuses on Zack Brown, with The Coliseum's bathroom paper towel in hand, trying to dry off his somewhat wet slacks.

Shannan Lerch: Well, that was.... um...

Zach Davis: Interesting?

Shannan Lerch: Yea. Let's go with that.

The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed WCF Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and some of the crowd is cheering. While, the rest, of the crowd are booing...

Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 305 pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!

The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lazers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage.

Zach Davis: This always gives me heebie jeebies!!!

Shannan Lerch: After all these years, this monster... this beast still makes me feel uncomfortable!!

As the music continues....

BOOM!!

Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp.

Zach Davis: HOLY SH-...!! THAT SCARED THE HOLY HELL OUT OF ME!!!

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of "holy Hell" here comes Oblivion.

Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out, with the lovely Vixens skipping behind The Monster. The gathering are already scattered throughout the crowd. There are some scattered screams throughout the crowd. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.

I flew beyond the sun before it was time
Burning all the gold that held me inside my shell
Waiting for you to pull me back in
I almost had the world in my sight
Lost love, bright eyes fading
Faster than stars falling
How can I tell you that I've failed
Tell you I failed...

Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
Leaving you behind with my lonesome song

NOW I'M LOST IN OBLIVION!!!

Zach Davis: Look at Oblivion!

The cameraman gets real close, as Oblivion sneers at the camera, before thrusting out IT's massive right arm, pushing the cameraman several feet away.

Shannan Lerch: HEY!! That was NOT necessary!! What did that cameraman do to Oblivion?!?!

Zach Davis: He got in The God of Insanity's way!!

Shannan Lerch: No excuse!!

Zach Davis: Now, that Oblivion has gone past through that whole religious phase, maybe now this Monster of a beast of a man can continue to tear into the competition!!

The Vixens continue to skip around the ring, as The Gathering slowly comes down to the ring, through the crowd. Strobe lights continue to flash.

Zach Davis: I STILL hope, Oblivion doesn't end up as a false prophet. Then the Arena slightly shakes, as the sound of thunder rumbles and as mock lightning flash. The majority, of the crowd, jump.

Shannan Lerch: Like No matter what anyone thinks or says about this... this... nasty nasty individual, Oblivion is STILL a major force to deal with here in the WCF!!

Zach Davis: I agree with you one hundred percent, Shannan!!

Lightning strike the corners corners, of the ring. The loud sounds makes everyone jump out of their seats, once again. Some, of the people are scared out of their minds. Shannan looks down and sees Zach hiding under the commentary table.

Shannan Lerch: for crying out loud. Quit being such a big baby, Zach!! Get up here and sit!! DO YOUR DAMN JOB!!

Zach Davis: Holy....

Shannan Lerch: Love or hate Oblivion, you DO have to give props to The Monster!!

Zach Davis: ....

The lights flicker then... POP!! The strobe lights go out!!

Shannan Lerch: NO!! NO!! NO-O-O-O!!

The lights flicker, then standing in the center of the ring, is Oblivion. the Gathering and The Vixens are kneeling down, with their torsos against the mat, with their arms extended outward, towards Oblivion. Helf the crowd is cheering, while the other half of the crowd is booing.

Zach Davis: The Pacific Coliseum is defiantly divided tonight!

Shannnan Lerch: They sure are!!

The Gathering and The Vixens slowly leave the ring, as the music fades out. A screeching sound echoes throughout the arena, as four lightning bolts strike each corner.

Zach Davis: Ladies and gentleman.... The God of Insanity.... OBLIVION!!!

[DING!-DING!]

Shannan Lerch: By the sound of that ring bell, this match is underway.

Both men circle the ring. They quickly approach each other to tie up in a collar and elbow tie up, when Oblivion pauses and thrusts out IT's arms to flex his arms, chest and trapezius muscles as IT's fists connect. The Monster snarls as it roars a thunderous growl. Johnny Stylez just stands there, smirking.

Zach Davis: I don't think Johnny Stylez was impressed.

Shannan Lerch: He doesn't have to be.

Zach Davis: Why?

Shannan Lerch: Like Oblivion would say... ALL JOHNNY STYLEZ HAS TO DO IS JUST BLEED.

Stylez and Oblivion are about to tie up, when....

SLA-A-APP-PP-P!!

Crowd: OUU-U-U-U!!

Zach Davis: WHA-A-AT?!?! Is Johnny Stylez insane?! He just slapped the face of Oblivion!!

The Monster just quickly shakes IT's head before explosively growls at IT's opponent. Stylez takes off.

Shannan Lerch: A-a-and the chase is on.

Johnny Stylez leaves the ring from under the bottom ring rope. Oblivion follows. The Monster chases The Saint of Sin around the ring, before Stylez slides back into the ring. Oblivion quickly follows behind Stylez.

THUD!!

Zach Davis: Johnny Stylez was waiting with a leg drop across the upper back and neck of The God of Insanity. Without any pauses, Stylez this opportunity to cause more damage to Oblivion.

Shannan Lerch: Johnny Stylez takes an early advantage.

Zach Davis: While Oblivion is down, Stylez is using his right boot to choke The Monster with it.

Johnny Stylez is draping himself over the top rope, smirking as he is choking Oblivion. Stanley Moser quickly gets involved.

Stanley Moser: Get away from the ropes, Stylez!! Let go of the choke... ONE!! TWO!!

Johnny Style just stares at the referee, smirking being defiant.

Stanley Moser: THREE!! FOUR!! I WILL DQ YOUR ASS!!

As the referee is about to say the final and last count, Stylez relinquishes the choke. Without missing a beat, Stylez drops down and begins to use a double hand choke against the massive throat of Oblivion.

Crowd: OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!! OBLIVION!!

The Pacific Coliseum rattles by the thunderous chants from the crowd.

Johnny Stylez takes his boot and pushes the face of Oblivion into the bottom turnbuckle.

Stanley Moser: Get away from the corner!! Let's go... ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! FOUR!!

Stylez steps back while throwing his hands in the air. Oblivion is picked up and....

THWAPP-P-P!!

Crowd: WHOO-O-O-O!!

Zach Davis: Vicious chop by Johnny Stylez!!

THWAPP-P-P!!

Crowd: WHOO-O-O-O!!

Shannan Lerch: Another vicious chop by Stylez!!

THWAPP-P-P!!

Shannan Lerch: A third chop....

Oblivion begins to shake with anger. Johnny Styles make another attempt to chop the chest of Oblivion.

Zach Davis: Chop blocked!!

WHAM!!

Oblivion pops Styles with a quick right fist.

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion with a second shot to the head of Johnny Stylez!!

Oblivion makes a third attempt to take a shot at IT's opponent.

Zach Davis: Punch blocked.

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: Kick to the gut of Oblivion by Johnny Stylez!!

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!

Stylez nails Oblivion with a quick ddt.

Zach Davis: Johnny Stylez with the first pin attempt of the evening!

Crowd: On-

Shannan Lerch: Not even a one count.

Oblivion pushes Stylez off of ITself. As Oblivion gets up...

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Johnny Stylez pops Oblivion on the upper back with a stick forearm smash.

The crowd erupts with cheers.

Shannan Lerch: I think Oblivion has had enough!!

Oblivion quickly nails IT's opponent with a knee to the gut, then in a matter of seconds...

JAB!! JAB!! JAB!! SPINNING BACKHAND SLAP!! FRONT KICK!! EUROPEAN UPPERCUT FOREARM!!

Johnny Stylez stumbles back and....

WHOOSH-THUD!!

Zach Davis: That barrage of attacks has caused Johnny Stylez to stumble back and fall through the ropes and down onto the ringside mats... RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!!

Oblivion rolls out of the ring, from under the bottom rope. The Monster grabs The Saint of Sin and pushes him backwards and slams Stylez back into the edge of the ring apron.

Johnny Stylez: UGH!!

Oblivion picks up Stylez, who....

Shannan Lerch: Stylez takes a wild swing at Oblivion.

Oblivion thumps Syles with a fist to the head and quickly places IT's opponent on the ring apron. The God of Insanity looks at Stanley Moser and points away. The referee turns around and sees Melissa, the head Vixen standing on the ring apron. Moser runs over to The Vixen to get her off the apron. Oblivion smiles then says...

Oblivion: Now... time to keep IT's promises!!

Zach Davis: What does that monster mean?

Shannan Lerch: WATCH.... THIS...

Oblivion grabs his neck with both of IT's meaty bloody gloved mitts and....

SPEW-EW-EW-EW!!

Zach Davis: BLUE HAZE MIST!!!

Oblivion grabs Stylez from behind, on the ring apron....

WHOO-OO-OOSH-WHAM-THUD!!

The crowd explodes with surprise!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!

Shannan Lerch: OH MY GO-O-ODD-D-D!! OBLIVION JUST NAILED JOHNNY STYLE WITH A SIDE SUPLEX OFF THE RING APRON!!

Zach Davis: I think Oblivion just killed Johnny Stylez.

A nearby cameraman zooms in a sub-conscious blue faced Johnny Stylez. Melissa jumps down from the ring apron and waves at Stanley Moser. Confused for a brief second, the referee quickly turns around and sees what just transpired in the brief few minutes, of the match.

Shannan Lerch: It looks like Oblivion is not done!!

Oblivion grabs Stylez by the air and...

WHOO-OO-OOSH WHAM-THUD-CLANG!!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion tosses Johnny Stylez into the side of the steel ring steps.

Oblivion with a evil grin across IT's face...

Shannan Lerch: I don't like that look on that monster's face.

CLANG!! CLANG!! CLANG!!

The crowd goes absolutely crazy as Oblivion smashes the face of The Don of Disrespect down onto the ring steps.

Zach Davis: Shannan, you do realize that Stanley Moser has refused to even make a count.

Shannan Lerch: EVERYONE has noticed that. <wink>

Zach Davis: Did you just winked at me?!

Shannan Lerch: Um, no I must have something in my eye.

Oblivion grabs the head of Johnny Stylez...

THWAP!!

But, Stylez grabbed the head of Oblivion and nailed him with a jawbreaker.

WHOOSH-WHAM-CLA-A-ANGGGG!!

Shannan Lerch: How in the blue Hell?!

Zach Davis: With another quick look....

A replay shows Johnny Styles grabbing Oblivion by the legs and executing a nearly perfect spine buster on the ring steps. Sylez drops to one knee, as it shows the reddish tint to Stylez forehead.

Shannan Lerch: Johnny Stylez is exhausted.

Stylez grabs Oblivion and places him partially onto the ring apron, as he climbs on the outside of the turnbuckles.

Zach Davis: What is Johnny Stylez doing?!

While standing on the outside of the corner, on the second turnbuckle....

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!

Crowd: OU-U-U-U!!

Shannan Lerch: Johnny Stylez just came off from the second rope and drops a nasty elbow across the chest of Oblivion!!

Oblivion falls onto the ringside area, just merely a few feet away from the announce table.. Styles grabs Oblivion and proceeds to walk a step, before....

Zach Davis: RU-U-U-NN-N-N SHANNAN!!

Shannan Lerrch: NO-O-O!! DAMN IT!!

Both Zach and Shannan quickly drop their headsets and bolt away, as Johnny Stylez tosses Oblivion across the commentary table. Oblivion lands hard between the table and security railing. the crowd erupt in partial cheers, from the excitement, of the match. Papers are flying everywhere. Both commentators are given temporary headsets.

Zach Davis: HOLY COW, SHANNAN!! MY LIFE JUST FLASHED BEFORE MY EYES!!

Shannan Lerch: Yea!! I don't wanna die next to you!!

Johnny Stylez mounts Oblivion on the ground, in between the table and the railing. Stylez grabs The Monster by the back middle of IT's hair and slaps them across the face repeatedly.

Zach Davis: BITCH SLAP!!

Johnny Stylez gets up and spins around to throw his arms in the air, acknowledging what he just did!!

Shannan Lerch: NO-O-O-O!!

Oblivion is standing right behind Stylez, who doesn't even realizes it. Stylez stops celebrating and has this nervous look across his face. He slowly turns around...

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: The Monster stomps in the mid-section of Johnny Stylez.

Oblivion grabs Stylez into a fireman's carry.

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is spinning Stylez around.

Oblivion is airplane spinning Johnny Styles around then....

WHAMMMM!!!

Zach Davis: Samoan Driver!!

Oblivion: DONE!!!

Shannan Lerch: UH OH!! I think we need to move out of the way again.

Oblivion begins to remove the monitors out of the desk...

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Johnny Stylez, from out of nowhere nails Oblivion with a double ifst to the back of the head.

Oblivion stumbles away from Stylez, but quickly turns around and bolts a few steps towards The Don of Disrespect....

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: G.I.G!!!!

Zach Davis: GAWD I'M GOOD!!

Shannan Lerch: No you're not!! Never say that again!!

Zach Davis: Whatever!! Johnny Stylez hits a Shining Wizard onto Oblivion!!

The Monster drops to one knee and Stylez comes running towards Oblivion...

POP!!

Shannan Lerch: SUPER KICK!!

Oblivion falls down like a stack of bricks!

Zach Davis: Great shot!! The problem now is... HOW IS JOHNNY STYLEZ GONNA GET THAT BIG MONSTER INTO THAT RING?!?

Stylez grabs Oblivion....

THWAPP!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion chops Stylez.

Stylez is shocked, but still grabs his chest ion pain!!

THWAPPPP!!

Shannan Lerch: Another chop by Oblivion.

That last chop, Stylez stumbles back as Oblivion slowly gets up. Both men charge at each other....

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Massive clothesline by Oblivion!!

Stylez gets up quickly and charges at Oblivion!!

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: Another nasty clothesline by The Monster!!

Stylez with determination gets up, but with a look of pain, on his face. He charges at his opponent....

WHOO-OO-OOSH-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!!!

Oblivion grabs Stylez and ceremoniously tosses IT's opponent into the ring post. Oblivion slowly stalks up behind The Epitome of New Edge Wrestling...

WHAM-CLANG-WHAM-CLANG-WHAM-CLANG!!

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion is going medieval on Johnny Stylez.

Stylez turns around and there is a small spot of blood on the forehead of Johnny Stylez.

Zach Davis: I think there is blood!!

Shannan Lerch: Not much, but by the look of bloodlust of Oblivion's face, there is about to be more!!

Oblivion grabs the face of Stylez.

Johnny Stylez: NO-O-O-O!!

Oblivion: The Monster told you!! IT TOLD YOU!! YOU ARE GONNA BLEED!!

As Oblivion approaches IT's opponent. Stylez screams....

Johnny Stylez: NO-O-O-O!!

Oblivion begins to scrape IT's teeth against the head wound, gashing it open wider. The Monster begins to pound down on the open wound. Oblivion's taped up gloved hand begins to get stained with more blood.

Zach Davis: Stylez is now a bloody mess!!

Oblivion grabs Stylez and proceeds to put of IT's two fingers inside the open wound....

Johnny Styles: AHH-H-H-H-H-H!!

Oblivion takes Stylez on the ring apron.

Shannan Lerch: What is this madman gonna do next?!

Oblivion takes the head of Johnny Stylez and drags it across the top ring rope. Stylez drops to one knee....

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion just kicked Johnny Styles through the ropes and The Saint of Sin lands hard inside the ring!!

Oblivion slowly walks in between the top and middle ring ropes...

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?!? IMPOSSIBLE!! ThE HeaRt BreaK HiT!!

As Oblivion was getting into the ring, Johnny Styles nails Oblivion with a Codebreaker. Oblivion collapses over the middle ring rope. As blood pours down onto the mat, Stylez tries to wipe blood from out of his eyes, he climbs up to the top turnbuckle....

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Leg Drop!!

The momentum causes Oblivion to fall forward into the ring. Stylez drags Oblivion into the center, of the ring...

Shannan Lerch: It looks like Johnny Stylez is trying to get the big man up standing...

Stylez has Oblivion barely standing.

Zach Davis: Stylez has Oblivion is an reverse front chancery.

Stylez slightly picks up The Monster, barely an inch off the mat...

Shannan Lerch: Here comes a reverse ddt...

With IT's left hand...

WHAM!!

Oblivion pops Johnny Stylez in the mid-section, reversing the hold. Oblivion picks up Styles with a gutwrench...

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Someone call a doctor!!

Shannan Lerch: Falling Doctor gutwrench power bomb!!

Both men are lying on the mat, motionless.

The crowd cheers loudly, as they clap.

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!! <clap-clap!!> <clap-clap-clap!!> THIS IS AWESOME!! <clap-clap!!> <clap-clap-clap!!> THIS IS AWESOME!! <clap-clap!!> <clap-clap-clap!!>

Oblivion stands up first....

Oblivion proceeds to stomp down onto Johnny Stylez...

Crowd: S.T.O.M.P!!!

Oblivion grabs Stylez into a fireman's carry.

Shannan Lerch: HER-ERRE WE GO-O-O!! THIS IS IT!!

WHOO-OOSH-WHAM!!

CUTTER!!

Zach Davis: 5150!! But, it looks like Oblivion is done!!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?!? We haven't this in awhile from Oblivion!! That crazy sumbitch is climbing up to the top turnbuckle!

Oblivion stands looking outward at the crowd. With in a flash, with no hesitation....

WHOO-OOSH...

As Oblivion was in mid-moonsault, flashes of camera phones light up the Coliseum.

WHA-A-A-AMM-MM!!

Zach Davis: OBI-SAULT!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!

Shannan Lerch: OH MY.... GOD!! That always amazes me. A big man like Oblivion can do that!!

Zach Davis: But, Oblivion knows that and doesn't always try that!!

Oblivion grabs IT's mid-section for a brief second before quickly covering Johnny Stylez. Stanley Moser slides into position....

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE-EE!!

[DING!!-DING-DING!!]

Shannan Lerch: Oblivion has done it. He has defeated another Styles.

Zach Davis: Oblivion wins by pin fall over Johnny Stylez. Great match!!

Shannan Lerch: That was a great match!!

Gravedigger Segment

“Change” by Deftones starts playing on the speakers and the crowd rains boos down upon Gravedigger as he walks out with his friend Davey Ortega. Gravedigger grins from ear to ear as he looks out at the crowd piling hate upon him. He turns to Ortega and says something which causes Davey to nod his head and laugh. The two men walk down the ramp, up the ring stairs and enter the ring. Gravedigger walks across and is handed a mic once he reaches the other side. He lifts the mic up as he turns towards the crowd.

Gravedigger: All I’ve been hearing all week is why did Gravedigger and Davey Ortega attack John Gable and Morientes after their tag team match last week. You want to know why? BECAUSE WE CAN!!

The crowd boos loudly.

Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!

Gravedigger laughs.

Gravedigger: No, no, let me tell you the real reason. See, Rebellion is this group of wrestlers who banded together because they were tired of being held down and not given the title shots or big matches they feel that they deserve. All I see is a bunch of scum-sucking leeches that are tired of losing week after week and somehow big matches and title shots are going to change that? HA!

I sat back and watched this group when they first formed and said why they had formed their little group and I honestly didn’t expect them to last even two weeks, but here we are about a month into their subpar existence and I figured why not give them a proper welcome to WCF beatdown courtesy of yours truly? I mean yeah, we beat them down a couple of weeks ago when they were talking trash to our friend and WCF World Champion Eric Price, but this was different. Last week was about welcoming your group properly to WCF while putting you in your places here in WCF…a place where you belong…FLAT ON YOUR BACKS!

The crowd boos heavily as Davey nods approvingly at Gravedigger's statement.

"All For The Glory" by KISS plays as the crowd pops loudly and Gravedigger’s grin fades. Digger and Davey turn to the entryway. The lights flicker for a moment, before the arena is plunged into darkness. The fans cheer even louder as they eagerly anticipate the arrival of Rebellion. The lights eventually come back on and all the members of Rebellion are standing on the entryway. Morientes is running his mouth at Gravedigger from the entryway, while John Gable glares menacingly at Ortega. All five members start walking down the ramp to the resounding applause of the WCF Galaxy.

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?! This is not good for my boys Gravedigger and Davey! They are outnumbered!

Zach Davis: This is what they DESERVE!! After all these weeks, the numbers game is finally turned around on them.

Morientes and Gable walk up the ring steps and step into the ring as the rest of Rebellion surrounds the ring, cutting off any attempt at an escape. Morientes is handed a mic by Vengeance for him to address the duo. However, Gravedigger speaks before Morientes has a chance and he backs away from Morientes.

Gravedigger: Whoa whoa, hold on here a second. There’s no need for this. Last week was just business. You’re a smart enough guy to understand business right?

The crowd boos loudly. Davey shakes his head at the crowd, then steps forward and offers his hand for a handshake to John Gable. The crowd pops as Gable spits at Ortega’s feet and smacks his hand away. Morientes grins as he lifts the mic.

Morientes: Don’t worry, Gravedigger. Rebellion is not out here with us to attack you two. They’re not out here for revenge, that’s not really our style. No, they’re out here to make sure that you two don’t call your goons out here. They’re to make sure that MS-13 doesn’t jump us again.

Gravedigger’s grin returns as he gains some confidence at that assurance.

Gravedigger: See, that’s good. That’s smart, Morientes. I’d hate to have to call my boys down here again and put you scum-sucking leeches back in your pla—

Morientes: ENOUGH!!!

The crowd pops and even Gravedigger is surprised by the outburst.

Morientes: You come out here and talk about how our place is flat on our backs and act like we don’t deserve title shots and big matches, but you’re WRONG! We have earned our spots. We have more than proven that we deserve to be treated like those of you who are in the main event or those who have been in the main event in the past like yourself.

Gravedigger and Davey look at each other and start laughing.

Morientes: You want to laugh at me? At Rebellion? Fine, we’ll see who is laughing when we beat you. Not here in the ring right now. No, I’m talking about next week at Aftermath!

The crowd pops at those words. Gravedigger looks intrigued as Morientes continues.

Morientes: As I said, we were not out here to attack you or get revenge for last week. We’re out here to lay down a challenge. We will prove to not only you two and Eric Price, but the rest of WCF that we deserve to be where we are. To prove beyond a shadow of a doubt to you monos that we have earned our spots. Gable and myself challenge you two at Aftermath in a tag team match. Gravedigger and Davey Ortega versus Morientes and John Gable! What do you say?

Gravedigger and Davey Ortega talk amongst themselves for a few seconds before Davey Ortega is handed the mic and turns to Morientes.

Davey Ortega: You know, last week was fun and all, jumping you guys and beating you down, but the thought of being sanctioned to beat you two down and humiliate Rebellion in the ring for all the disrespect you have shown us is even better. WE ACCEPT!

The crowd pops.

Shannan Lerch: Oh WOW! Gravedigger and Davey Ortega versus Morientes and John Gable at Aftermath!

Zach Davis: What a huge match! Four of WCF's best in a tag team match... this ought to be a great one!

Gable takes the mic from Morientes.

John Gable: See you Sunday. And don't bother trying to play any of your tricks on us. We got you scouted, count on that.

“Change” by Deftones starts playing around the arena as Gravedigger and Davey exit the ring, quickly walking past the other members of Rebellion. Gravedigger talks smack with them for a few seconds before walking back up the ramp as Slam goes to commercial.

Ana Valentine vs Justin Turner

The Lights in the arena go out.

Kyle Steele: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Jennifer Adams, Justin Turner!

We see the flashs of cameras before a camo background lights up as the words "The Freak" are posted on the tron. After a moment "Cowboy Way" by HellYeah hits.
Ya see I left my soul by the side of the road,
Somewhere down in Texas,
Where the minister spoke,
Said boy ya better find god,
Cause you're destined for sin
So I did a shot and smiled,
With a black-tooth grin,

From the back comes out a confident Justin Turner with Jennifer Adams by his side. The fans raise to their feet and cheer as they make their way down the ramp.

Zach Davis: Well, Shannan - a bit of a change of pace this week for these two competitors...

Shannan Lerch: Pure passion this week, passion for the ring of course... Although Turner's opponent still seems a little side tracked by passions of another if you ask me...

Zach Davis: Well, nobody did, so back to the ring!

What ever you say,
What ever you think,
Cowboy,
Hillbilly what ever you say
We love 'em and leave 'em,
It's just a cowboy's way,
Outlaw or redneck what ever you think,
What's mine is mine,
What's yours is mine,
It's just a cowboy's way

Justin Turner rolls under the bottom rope into the ring.

Kyle Steele: Making her way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada. Ana Valentine!

Ana Valentine steps out onto the stage, she bends forward and blows kisses to the crowd as pink pyros shoot off behind her.

Zach Davis: Notably alone this week....

Shannan Lerch: Well what's the point in here even being out here?! She left the only good thing that comes with her presence back stage....

Zach Davis: Meow!

Do You Wanna Touch? by Joan Jett hits the speakers.

Ana Valentine makes her way down the ramp, high fiving fans and blowing them kisses along the way. 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.

Ana and Justin stand in from of eachother, Ana flashes him a quick smile and he gestures that her face is looking better, her smile broadens for a moment as they step forward and shake hands.

Zach Davis: Something generally missing, as of late, genuine respect for your opponent...

Shannan Lerch: As much as it pains me, I have to agree with you, always nice to see two competitors shake hands before a match.

The bell rings and the pair lock into a grapple they trade a few blows, Ana gains the upper hand and spins Turner back on himself, locking his arm straight, she turns him in to her, landing a quick boot to the temple, she drops him to the mat. Turner jumps back up, shaking the cobwebs from his head, he comes back at Ana with a kick to the mid section, she automatically drops to a knee to protect the area, as Turner approaches her, she flips her head up, catching him with a headbutt to the jaw, causing them both a fair amount of pain, turner staggers back from her, she regains her footing and grabs him by the hand and she bounces him off the ropes but Turner catches her quickly, whipping her off the ropes, he under estimates her speed and Ana lands a Bulldog, slamming him face first into the mat, using the bounce off the ropes as momentum.

Zach Davis: Springboarding! Ana's using her head here and throwing Turner's weight against him...

Shannan Lerch: She certainly has the upper hand right now.. lets see what she does to screw it up this time...

Valentine flips Turner quickly with her foot, so he is flat on his back, Valentine throws herself down onto the canvas, flipping her legs over Turner, she locks in an armbar on his left side, her legs over his med section causing a cage like lock, holding him down in prime position to lock in the hold. Ana yanks back on the arm and Justin yells, he pushes with his feet down on the mat, very slowly moving an inch or so closer to the ropes,

Ana pulls one foot back from the canvas, slamming it right into Justin's ribs on the right hand side, instinctively she pulls tighter on the lock as she does this.

Zach Davis: Wow! Ana is going for it... Maybe you aren't the only one who thinks she has something to prove after all...

Shannan Lerch: Well, she spends enough time looking in the mirror, maybe she finally saw herself..

Valentine lifts her foot to strike his ribs again, taking her concentration away from just a minute, Turner is able to shift to only a few inches from the ropes, his fingertips on the right side so very nearly touching them. Ana pulls all the way back on his arm, lying her back flat on the mat with the sheer force of the pull. the ref drops down and tells her to break the hold, she pulls a moment longer and then releases, rolling away from Turner, she springs back to her feet and shakes her head slightly. She approaches slowly, pivoting on her left foot she strikes down with a heavy boot to his mid section. Turner takes most of the hit, but manages to roll so it connects on his side instead. Ana appears a little frustrated, she leans down and yanks Justin up, spinning him slightly, she bounces him off the ropes. Out of nowhere Turner gains his own momentum and turns the bounce into a cross body spear, Valentine crashes hard and flat out into the mat. Both competitors lie side by side for a moment, catching their breath.

Shannan Lerch: Turner pulled that up from his boots right there...

Zach Davis: Seems like we can't count him out just yet.

The two get to their feet at about the same time, as if in mutual states of recoup, they both step back from a moment, catch their breath and then lock back into another grappling stance. Turner lifts his left knee and connects with Valentine's mid section. She doesnt break the hold and instead returns with a knee of her own, the knee falls a little low.. perhaps too low, but the angle of the camera makes it impossible to tell. Turner breaks the hold dropping to the mat, Ana shrugs slightly, as if to say 'oops' before she smiles down at Turner. She drops a foot, heavy and quick onto his ribs, not missing this time. She repeats the stomps a few times, before turning to the ropes. Valentine turns and runs to the ropes, bouncing off them she drops an elbow, connecting perfectly.

Shannan Lerch: What happened to professional courtesy?

Zach Davis: She said she respected him.. that doesn't mean she's going to pull punches

Shannan Lerch: It should mean she wont cheat...

As Ana turns to spring herself off the ropes again, she looks up to see Bundy stood up on the stage watching her, she faulters for a moment, almost missing her bounce off the ropes... but not quite. She Springboards, hitting a Leg Drop as she comes back.

Zach Davis: What a move!

Quickly, she lifts Turner up, throws him to the ropes..

Shannan Lerch: CUPID'S BOW!

Valentine drops onto Turner, pinning him, hooking the leg.

One..

Two..

Three!

Zach Davis: Ana Valentine picks up the victory!

Shannan Lerch: One week away from the Trilogy Tournament finals, and Valentine has all the momentum going for her!

Jonny Fly/Scott Savage Segment

We cut to Jonny Fly seated at his desk. Spread out in front of him is some paperwork that is probably very important. His eyes browse the pages, as the door slowly swings open. On the other side stands Scott Savage, who doesn't wait to be invited in, before stepping across the carpet, and taking a seat on the other side of the desk.

Jonny Fly: If there is anyway I can make your visits less frequent, please let me know.

Scott Savage: A pleasure to see you as well.

Fly keeps his eyes down on the papers in front of him, and pretends to write something.

Jonny Fly: Did you want something, or are you just trying to annoy me as much as possible?

Scott Savage: I wanted to talk to you about the tag team titles.

Jonny Fly: What about them?

Scott Savage: I think it is high time that Jonny Fly and Corey Black got a shot at the belts.

Jonny Fly looks up, and smiles at Scott with a hint of confusion.

Jonny Fly: Why would I want to do that? The last thing I want to do right now is share the titles with that man.

Scott Savage: It is not about you... Waylon wants his shot at Corey Black. He has wanted it for months now, and he wants it to be big. The problem is, according to the text message I received, the booking committee is mandating that Waylon and Orbit defend the tag titles at the Pay Per View... that's where you come in. It's perfect. Corey thinks he is going to win the tag team titles, and BAM! He gets ambushed by his own partner. Then, all you have to do is leave him in the ring to be devoured by the team formerly known as the Homegrown Players. It makes you look good, Waylon gets what he wants, Corey Black gets destroyed, and everybody goes home happy.

Jonny holds his chin in his hands for a few moments, and levels a smile at the large man across from him.

Jonny Fly: You know what? I think that sounds about perfect. You have your match Mr. Savage. Waylon Cash and Steve Orbit versus Jonny Fly and Corey Black for the tag team titles. I'll have the committee make it official. Is there anything else I can do?

Scott chuckles as he stands.

Scott Savage: Other than show a little less flippancy next time I grace you with my presence, it seems your job is done... for now.

Jonny Fly: I'll be as flippant as I want. I own the place. You're just another cog, and I can get rid of you if I need to.

Scott Savage: Ah, but some cogs are far more important than others. Be careful who you make an enemy. The devil has no patience for a loud mouth.

Fly goes to reply, but Scott has disappeared, and shut the door behind him. Jonny grumbles to himself, before going back to his paperwork.

Corey Black vs Doc Henry
Special Guest Enforcer: Adam Young

"Introducing first... your special enforcer for this match... this is Adam Young!"

"The Final Countdown" by Europe starts playing as Adam Young steps out. He looks at the crowd and smiles. He starts towards the ring rubbing his wrists with an icy stare into the ring. He reaches the ring and runs his left thumb across his throat. Adam stands by the timekeeper's table, waiting for the competitors.

Shannan Lerch: A war of words between these three men has prompted a decision by someone in management to award Adam Young the title of 'enforcer.'

Zach Davis: And he's claimed if anyone touches him, he'll have them first!

"And now, for the combatants. From Griffen, Georgia. He weights in tonight at 235 pounds, standing 6 foot 5 inches.. he is Doc 'the Cock' Henry!"

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 trough the ropes and grins proudly as he pops the crowd drawing more cheers as Mary poses on him seductively.

Zach Davis: Doc looks hungry, even though he openly admitted he did not want to have this match. He feels he has nothing to prove against Corey Black.

Shannan Lerch: He's wrong. I hate Corey as much as the next guy, but Doc has use Twitter as an outlet to get to Corey. He's done just that.

"Introducing his opponent, he hails from Minneapolis, Minnesota. Standing 5 feet 9 inches, weighing in tonight at 212 pounds.. Corey 'The Avenger' Black!"

"Deceiver of the Gods" by Amon Amarth begins, with the melodic guitar into. As this goes on, the lights fade to nothing until the heavy part hits, where red and white lights circle. Once Johan growls, a spotlight hits the stage and there stands Corey Black wearing a black hoodie over his ring gear. The lights continue as Corey walks down to the ring, bobbing his head to the music. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope, stands to his feet and throws up the devil horns before taking the hoodie off and dropping it to the floor. He then poses with his right arm up and bent slightly almost in a vertical flex, left hand on his elbow.

Zach Davis: Corey marks a return to action here in WCF, having recently completing a tour of Australia for the Internet Wrestling Federation, which I may add, has closed down.

Shannan Lerch: An unfortunate event, as that means Corey now has time to compete here in WCF. And his first challenge is to knock off Doc Henry, someone he's been battling with for the better part of the year.

The bell rings, we're off and running. Instantaneously, Adam Young slides into the ring and hits our referee Stanley Mosier with a steel chair! This knocks Mosier completely out. Adam grabs the ref shirt off him and puts it on himself!

Shannan Lerch: You have got to be kidding me.

Adam Young, now the ref of the match, throws the chair down between Corey and Doc, urging them to grab it and do damage. Doc grabs the chair and tosses it out of the ring after a brief look toward Corey Black. Adam is furious, but Doc wants this done with no weapons!

Zach Davis: Very honorable of Doc Henry, throwing the chair away. Referee Young is enough to deal with. Not to mention, we have another special referee match happening later on tonight!

Doc Henry explodes toward Corey Black, backing him into a corner with a barrage of punches. Adam Young allows it, not administering a count in the corner, allowing Doc to continue his assault. Eventually Corey blocks a punch and pushes Doc away. He tries to come back but Corey gets both feet up to Doc's chest, kicking him back. Doc tries again, and gets caught with an elbow this time. Persistent, Doc tries for a third time and makes it through another boot, grabbing Corey by the head and delivering a forearm. Then another. Doc places Corey in a sitting position on the top rope and uppercuts him, knocking him dizzy.

Shannan Lerch: What the hell is Doc doing?

Zach Davis: It might be too early, but that last shot rocked Corey.

Doc Henry climbs to the top rope and pulls Corey up, looking to powerbomb him from the top rope to the outside of the ring! This is the exact move that ended their brawl at Timebomb about two months ago! DOC HENRY HAS COREY BLACK UP but no! Corey slips out the back door and lands on the mat, rolling to absorb the fall and takes Doc's legs out! Doc falls into a Tree of Woe position, but fights Corey off by punching at his knees. Doc pulls up, grabs Corey in a cutter and leaps off the rope! He turns and goes for a Stunner but Corey Black throws him off. Doc lands on his feet, hits the ropes and ducks a clothesline. On the return, Doc throws his foot up, attempting to connect with Corey's head or chest or something. It doesn't hit, instead Corey catches Doc's foot this time. Corey spins Doc around and CODEBREAKER - NO Doc catches Corey in mid air! Henry runs at the ropes and dumps Corey to the apron, connecting with another forearm that rattles The Avenger. Doc off the ropes again but Corey springboards into the ring looking for a clothesline! Doc ducks, turns, and thumbs Corey Black directly in his eye, halting any momentum at all.

Zach Davis: Dirty move, but Adam Young won't do a damn thing about it!

It's true, Adam has taken to leaning against the ropes, just watching the action unfold. With Corey's eye off the prize, so to speak, Doc attacks with a spinning heel kick, taking Black down to the mat. Doc stomps Corey's torso twice, then drops an elbow. He covers, but Adam Young doesn't count. From the outside of the ring, Stanley Mosier is back up! He sweeps the legs of Adam Young, pulls him to the floor and HITS A DDT! The crowd goes nuts! Doc Henry looks on in shock as Mosier takes his ref shirt back and puts it on!

Shannan Lerch: Stanley is back! And what a DDT!

Zach Davis: Adam Young just got dropped!

Mosier slides back into the ring and assumes his position as referee of this match. Doc Henry has Corey Black back up, and hooks him up in a Pedigree, looking to drive Corey's face to the mat.. no dice, Corey turns out of the move, pulls Doc in with a shortarm clothesline and hits a giant spinning front kick out of the move! Doc almost flips out of his boots as he lands right on his head!

Shannan Lerch: Uh oh, I have a feeling Corey might smell blood.

Indeed, Corey goes right on the attack, getting him into a modified seated abdominal stretch... and repeatedly elbowing him over and over in the head!

Zach Davis: For Victory or Death! This has gotta be it!

After what seems like a billion elbow strikes, Corey lets go of the hold. The ref checks on Henry.... and quickly calls for the bell.

Shannan Lerch: Damnit. Damnit, damnit damnit.

Zach Davis: Henry is knocked out cold!

Shannan Lerch: I hate that damn move. Too dangerous. It should really be banned.

Black gets to his feet as his music begins playing. He's about to turn to the crowd, celebrating a bit, until he's met with a kick from the one and only Savior of Wrestling.

Zach Davis: Young is back in the ring!

Shannan Lerch: YEAH!

Young hits Black with his version of the Last Rites!

Zach Davis: THE END! THE END!

Shannan Lerch: I WISH it was The End. This damn feud seems like it just goes on and on and on....

After Young hits it, he quickly grabs a mic.

Adam Young: All this time and I STILL haven't gotten the match I've been asking for! ADAM YOUNG VERSUS DOC HENRY VERSUS COREY BLACK! And the WCF officials decide to TAUNT me by making me the enforcer in the match I should rightfully have been in in the first place?!

Young flips the camera off before dropping out of the ring and heading to the back.

Zach Davis: To be fair... I really don't know why that match wasn't booked, anyway.

Shannan Lerch: I'm just glad Corey got what's coming to him!

Zach Davis: The way I see it, Doc Henry gave the fight of his life out there. Every time he fights Corey, he gets better and better. And one of those times... he just might get the V.

Eric Price Segment... Again!

“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing over the speaker system.

Zach Davis: Oh great, and here comes … THIS World Champion.

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

Eric Price makes his way down the ramp with a serious look on his face, still wearing the same suit from earlier, World Title draped around his shoulder.

Shannan Lerch: What do you mean by “THIS” World Champion? As opposed to another WCF World Champion, as if there’s a different WCF World Champion available. Ladies and gentlemen, the WCF World Champion, Mr. Eric Price.

Zach Davis: Well we’re approaching Aftermath in one week and we have yet to find out the stipulations to his match. Earlier tonight, we heard Steeltoe Joe explain his reasons for joining this man and then viciously attack his friend Tek, what’s the champion out here for now?

Shannan Lerch: Well, maybe if you shut your mouth and listen for once, you’ll find out.

Zach Davis: Eric Price in the ring here now, microphone in hand, for what reason?

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Eric Price: Thank you for your irrelevant and unsolicited opinion! Now then, we have one week to go until Aftermath and unfortunately, that bitch Sarah Twilight seems to have secured a rematch for that night.

Crowd cheers loudly

Eric Price: Hey, my name is Mr. Eric Price and I demand that you all shut up right now!

Crowd boos

Eric Price: Now then, the reason I’m out here is simple, in the interest of fairness and because I am a man of integrity, I want to know what the terms for the match are this Sunday. It is only fair to me, the WCF World Champion to know what kind of match I am stepping into in one week. Last week Sarah Twilight, I taught you a lesson in respect and today I am simply asking you to show me that respect by coming out here and letting me know what the terms are for the match.

Crowd boos

Zach Davis: Well, it would be interesting to know what kind of main event we will have at Aftermath. But will Sarah Twilight divulge the details?

Shannan Lerch: She should because our World Champion deserves fair treatment.

Zach Davis: Eric Price hardly knows what fair treatmeant is so he does not deserve it.

“The Only One” by Evanescene plays as Sarah Twilight makes her way down the entrance ramp as Eric Price waits patiently simply looking down at her as the crowd cheers.

Eric Price: NO, NO!!!! Cut the music, CUT THE MUSIC DAMN IT!

Sarah Twilight looks unphased by this as she continues to walk down the ramp looking very serious, staring a hole right through Eric Price as Eric simply looks at her with disdain.

Eric Price: No, you are not having this your way. I am the WCF World Champion and that means I deserve to be respected! You hear me, I deserve to be respected! I am the WCF World Champion, something you will never be!

Sarah Twilight steps into the ring and looks at Eric Price right in the eyes. Eric looks down at her.

Eric Price: Sarah, you know I’m going to beat you next week at Aftermath!

Crowd boos as Sarah Twilight simply continues to look at Eric Price, glaring at him

Eric Price: Sarah? Sarah? I guess you can’t hear me from all the way down there.

Eric looks down at her and kneels down to make fun of the height difference as Sarah continues to glare at Eric in completely disgust

Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

Eric Price: There we go, I’m sure you can hear me now. Fact is I’ve been the WCF World Champion for over 100 days now and as such, I am an elite competitor and the greatest WCF World Champion of all time! With that said, next week I am going to face you in a World Title match, a highly anticipated match for which I have not yet been told the stipulations. So what are they Sarah? Huh, what did you come up with for my match because I really can’t wait to hear the excuses after I beat you next week. I can’t to hear you moan, whine, bitch, and cry. So come on Sarah, what did you come up with?

Sarah Twilight: Look here asshole...

Eric Price: No no no, I am not going to take any of your bullshit. You better tell me the stipulations right now! Or should I ask your sister? I know Rachel likes to just … give it away.

Zach Davis: What a sick human being!

Eric gives an evil smile as Sarah simply stares a hole into him again and decides to give him a standing drop kick!

Shannan Lerch: Hey, that’s the WCF World Champion.

Zach Davis: And he got exactly what he deserved, the sick, psychotic bastard!

She jumps at him and starts punching him in the face with anger in her eyes. Officials swarm the ring almost immedaitely to separate the two. Sarah continues to punch away and kick at Eric even as various staff pull her away. Eric rolls to the outside of the ring, straightening his tie and looking angered by the assault. The crowd is cheering like no tomorrow.

Zach Davis: He keeps pushing and he's going to get his. That's for sure.

Shannan Lerch: He's in her head. She has no chance, face it.

Zach Davis: I guesss we'll have to see?

Sarah still looks pissed as all hell as she grabs a mic. Eric is on the outside, still looking angered himself and expecting an answer.

Sarah Twilight: You want to know what my terms are?

Eric nods his head feverishly. Sarah simply smirks at him as she glares at him with disgust.

Sarah Twilight: You'll find out....next week asshole!

She drops the mic and flips Price off who is stomping up and down throwing a tantrum. He is screaming.

Eric Price: That's not fair! That's not fair! You have to tell me! This is not fair!

Sarah mouths back at him.

Sarah Twilight: Tough shit.

'The Only One' by Evanescence hits as Eric storms up the ramp, sulking. Sarah remains in the ring staring at him.

Zach Davis: Eric Price will not find out the stipulations until Aftermath. The ball has been taken out of his court. This is great!

Shannan Lerch: That's bullshit. She should tell him what they are. How is he going to prepare?

Zach Davis: I guess that's his problem, wouldn't you say?

Benjamin Atreyu vs FPV

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

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

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

Shannan Lerch: Here he is, Trilogy Cup finalist, Benjamin Atreyu.

Zach Davis: At Aftermath, he'll be looking to win a shot at the World title by taking the Trilogy Cup. Tonight, he's going up against Genesis' own Frank Patrick Veneble.

The lights turn to a blood red as the crowd stands up on their feet, as "Ghosts 'n Stuff" hits the P.A and FPV, signature duster and Genesis T-Shirt, comes out the curtains. He plays to excited crowd like the circus ringmaster, fistbumping furiously along with the crowd and the music, and each fistbump triggers an explosion of black pyro from the stage.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia... weighing in at two hundred and five pounds... FRANK PATRICK VENABLE!!!

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

Zach Davis: Speaking of Aftermath, FPV will be getting a shot at Mr. United States Jay Price and his United States championship title!

DING DING DING

As the bell sounds, FPV and Atreyu collide in the center of the ring, locking up. FPV breaks out of the grapple and shoves Atreyu with all his might, causing him to stumble backwards as the crowd pops. FPV leaps with a standing dropkick, but Atreyu side-steps it. Atreyu starts wailing on FPV with elbow strikes to the head as he gets back to his feet.

Shannan Lerch: What a treat, two of WCF's finest going head-to-head.

Zach Davis: Indeed Shannan, these two men are both highly regarded.

Atreyu whips FPV to the ropes, catching him with a snap suplex on the return. FPV arches his back after the high-impact move. Atreyu continues the assault with stomps the upper body. Atreyu pulls FPV off the mat and hits him with a headbutt, sending him back to the mat.

Shannan Lerch: God Given Greatness.

Zach Davis: Atreyu is as vicious as they come.

As FPV slowly gets back to his feet, Atreyu approaches-- but FPV drops him with a single-leg takedown. FPV follows up with an elbow drop to the inside leg. From there, he grabs both of Atreyu's legs and pulls them apart in a snapping motion.

Zach Davis: Ouch.

With Atreyu on the mat holding his groin, FPV drops a fist... and another... and another fistdrop!

Shannan Lerch: I Herd U Liek Fist Drops!

Zach Davis: Don't we all.

FPV pulls Atreyu to his feet and Irish whips him to the ropes... and catches him with a frankensteiner!

Zach Davis: Frankysteiner! FPV with the pin!

1..

Shannan Lerch: Atreyu breaks out before two.

Both men get back to their feet. They tie up-- FPV goes for a hip toss, but it's blocked by Atreyu, who reverses it and hits his own hip toss into an armbar. After a few moments, FPV gets back to his feet and breaks free, but Atreyu stays on him with a waistlock-- into a German suplex, bridging for the pin!

1..

2..

Zach Davis: Franky rolls out at two! Great back and forth action thus far.

Franky rolls to his feet, and catches Atreyu with a kick to the gut as he turns around. Both men stall for a moment, Franky catching his breath, and Atreyu holding his gut. Finally, FPV explodes towards Atreyu with a running clothesline!

Crowd: FUS ROH DUH!

Atreyu gets back up, only for Franky to drop him with another one!

Crowd: FUS ROH DUH!

Shannan Lerch: FPV is picking up momentum quick!

Zach Davis: He certainly is, he's a former World champion for a reason.

Franky heads to the top turnbuckle. Atreyu is laid out. Franky leaps off with the Goomba Stomp--

Shannan Lerch: Atreyu rolls away-- but Franky lands on his feet!

FPV struggles to balance after a somewhat awkward landing on both feet. Atreyu takes advantage of this, quickly grabbing him and hitting him with elbow strikes, followed by a European uppercut that sends FPV reeling. Atreyu positions himself behind Franky and slams him to the mat with a pump handle suplex, into a cover.

1..

2..

Zach Davis: FPV gets a shoulder up!

But Atreyu stays on him, pulling him to his feet and hitting him with a right hand before whipping him to the ropes--

Shannan Lerch: Atreyu spins for the Black Eye Sonata, but FPV ducks it!

Before Atreyu can realize what's going on, he turns around--

Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!

Zach Davis: FPV nails Atreyu with the Headshot! He drops down for the pin, this could be it!

1..

2..

THREE

DING DING DING

"Ghosts 'n Stuff" by deadmau5 plays over the PA.

Shannan Lerch: Big win for FPV tonight over Atreyu!

Zach Davis: And Franky gets the momentum going into Aftermath! Jay Price and his US title better watch out!

The ref raises FPV's arm as he celebrates in the ring. Atreyu rolls out of the ring and up the ramp.

Cheetah Attacks!

We are here in the office of WCF Owner, Jonny Fly. Everything is so clean and tidy. All items are kept in order and neatly. Just as the door opens, you expect our owner to be in there, right? Wrong. Instead, we have Cheetah Fighter carrying something inside. He is wearing his black hoodie, with a white collar shirt, black cargo jeans and black shoes with white laces. His left arm is bandaged from the dark match he received. After locking the door behind him, he placed what looks like a cage on the floor and opens up the lid.

Cheetah Fighter: GRRR...<Alright boy. It's okay. You can come out now.>

Coming out from the cage is the real-life cheetah he had fought in the dark match! It seems timid. Cheetah Fighter is feeding it some treats.

Cheetah Fighter: GRRRR...<Have some treats.> AAARRRGGGHH... <I'm not gonna hurt you.> RAARRGGH...<Tonight, we're gonna have some fun.>

The cheetah purrs into Cheetah Fighter's hand. Cheetah Fighter whispers something into the cheetah's ear. The cheetah's eyes become really fierce.

Cheetah Fighter: RAAAARRRGGHHH!!! <Now sick 'em boy!>

Cheetah: RAAAARRRGGHHH!!!

Cheetah Fighter folds his arms as the cheetah creates destruction off-screen. You can hear the carnage of inanimate objects, claws tearing stuff and items breaking. After whatever destruction has been caused for a minute, the cheetah walks back as Cheetah Fighter pets it before it goes back into it's cage.

Cheetah Fighter: GRRR...<Good boy.>

Cheetah Fighter seals the cage gently, picks it up, unlocks the office door and leaves. Now we see what the Fly's office had become. Many claws marks around the room, objects smashed to pieces and paperwork gnawed to bits. Somethings tells the WCF audience that Fly is gonna be pissed.

Trey Reed/Grave Dancer vs Beholder/Disease

Zach Davis: Now, it's time for the tag team match pitting the team of Trey Reed and Grave Dancer against Beholder and The Disease.

Shannan Lerch: Zach. Is it me or does Trey Reed seem a little out of place in this match?

Zach Davis: Let's look at the match participants, for a moment. Trey Reed.

Shannan Lerch: What about him?

Zach Davis: We've seen him inside and outside of the ring. While wrestling, he seems to be the prototypical straight arrow. But, outside the ring, he turns into this... this...

Shannan Lerch: Druggie...

Zach Davis: Basically.

Shannan Lerch: No, not basically. Inside the squared circle he wrestles brilliantly. But, once that match ends he ;eaves the arena, he has this "urge" to digest anything and everything he can gets his hands on. I am surprised he can function. Jonny Fly should implementing a policy for drug testing.

Zach Davis: well, you DO realize if we start doing that...

Shannan Lerch: Oh yeah, we wouldn't have much of a roster.

Zach Davis: Now then, you have Grave Dancer...

Shannan Lerch: Who is this bitter, pissed off individual who felt he had been betrayed by those who was close to him.... WAH-AH-AH-AH!! Grow up!! You're in the big leagues!! Suck it up and grow a pair. Friends don't make you a champion and win matches.

Zach Davis: Beholder...

Shannan Lerch: Really? This guy...

Shannan shakes her head.

Shannan Lerch: I cannot believe this. doesn't anyone screen these people?!

Zach Davis: What's wrong with Beholder?

Shannan Lerch: Are you kidding me?!? We have another nutjob with split personalities!! REALLY?!?

Zach Davis: Yes, really!!

Shannan Lerch: Another person who needs to take psych meds to survive in "OUR" reality or they go off on the deep end!! Really?! C'mon!!

Zach Davis: And finally we have The Disease.

Shannan doesn't say anything, as Zach looks at her.

Zach Davis: Anything to say?

Shannan Lerch: Out of all four, this guy is the most insane one in there!!

Zach Davis: Heck, with Beholder and The Disease in WCF, it will seem naturally that Oblivion will try to use their "natural psychotic" powers to IT's advantage.

Shannan Lerch: OH CRAP!! THAT'S RIGHT!! No-o-o!! No way!! We don't need another group of psychos together. CoDS was enough!! Those "people" were too much to deal with!! If those three got together, WCF as we knew would never be the same again!!

"Forgot About Trey" by Dr. Dre featuring Eminem, Trey Reed, Weird Al Yankovic and Los Angeles Philharmonic begins bumping bass so gangster that seats in the crowd begin to vibrate.

Zach Davis: Well, here comes Trey Reed.

Out from the fog of the entrance emerges a group of eleven beautiful backup dancers all krumping wildly and violently down the rampway. Suddenly the Last Action Hero appears running towards them with a head full of steam, and leapfrogs over the middle three dancers and breaks out into a C-Walk as the crowd goes APESHIT, because they all simply love the gangs of the 90s.

Kyle Steel: From Beverly Hills, California... Weighing in at 220 pounds... He is The Last Action Hero-o-o... Tre-yey-ey-ey-y-y Ree-ee-ee-eed!!

Both Shannan and Zach look around at the hyped-up crowd.

Shannan Lerch: HOLY SH-... Look at the crowd!!

Zach Davis: The roof nearly was ripped off.

"Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say,
but nothin comes out when they move their lips
just a bunch of gibberish
and motha lovers act like they forgot about Trey"

Most, of the crowd begins to dance, as the song begins to play.

His dancers follow his C-Walk toward the ring while snapping their fingers and moving like it was a Westside Story musical, as Trey alternates between throwing up gang signs and slapping high fives of those reaching out to touch him. At one point, a fan tries to hand him a bottle of water, but he seems to have trouble unscrewing the cap to it and shrugs his shoulders, then hands it back!

Shannan Lerch: That was odd!!

As he reaches the square circle, he effortlessly hops onto the apron and turns back, blowing kisses to his female dance crew, all of whom faint as the air kisses were delivered. He then slingshots over the ropes into the ring and begins stretching on the turnbuckles.

The lights go dim as sirens begin sounding throughout the arena. 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing over the jumbo tron as red Pyrotechnics explode along the runway. Grave Dancer steps through the curtains and makes his way toward the ring.

Kyle Steel: From Chicago, Illinois.... Weighing in at 325 pounds... GRA-A-A-AVE DA-A-ANCER-ER-ER!!

He wears a hooded Black robe with Grave Dancer printed on the back in red letters. With his head down and the hood over his head he climbs into the ring. After bouncing off the ropes he stands in the middle of the ring and removes his robe. The crowd gasps in awe at they see who is underneath. Grave Dancer moves to his corner and awaits his opponent.

Zach Davis: He was once here before. You remember The Angels of Death?

Shannan Lerch: <yawns> Yea, I kinda remember them.

The Memory Remains by Metallica hits

“Fortune, Fame,

Mirror Vein,

Gone Insane

But the Memory Remains”

And out walks Beholder in his custom made jersey; he turns his back to the
fans and holds his arms out either side to a standing
ovation. Beholder walks down the ramp hitting his chest with his right hand and
kissing his index and fore fingers of left hand and points to the crowd.

Kyle Steel: From Portsmouth, England... Weighing in at 225 pounds... BE-E-E-EH-OL-OL-OLDER-ER-ER!!

Beholder rolls under the bottom rope goes to the corner as he climbs it as a sparkle
pyro surround the ring, he then raises his arms with a determined look on his
face.

Zach Davis: now, Shannan brace yourself for our next competitor...

The lights dim down as a hush falls over the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: Who is it?!

"Left behind" by Slipknot begins to play...

Shannan Lerch: OH CRAP!!

The music blares over the PA system as lights begin to flash. The strobes kick on, to show Disease standing on the entrance ramp, head down.

Zach Davis: WHOA!!

Shannan Lerch: SEE!! I TOLD YOU!! THIS GUY IS CREEPY!!

Everything goes dark and silent for a moment before a very audible primal scream is heard throughout the arena.

Shannan Lerch: I have a real bad feeling about this guy!! Just like I do with Oblivion!! This guy is gonna hurt people!!

The lights return to normal to find The Disease standing in the ring, looking on at the crowd.

Zach Davis: This guy looks real scary!!

Shannan Lerch: No sh-... Sherlock!!

Reed and Grave Dancer talk strategy, as The Disease has already decided he will start out for his team!!

Zach Davis: It looks like Trey Reed and The disease are about to start the match for their teams.

The two grapplers circle and look at each other. Reed stops and grabs a hold of the top ring rope and begins to stomp down. Stomps down a second time.... then a third, fourth and a fifth time; quickly. The crowd claps along with Trey Reed.

Shannan Lerch: Say one thing about Trey Reed. He sure knows how to pump up a crowd!!

The Disease just stands there, tilting his head slowly back and forth. Reed begins to imitate and mock The Disease. Reed tilts his head and stares right back at The Disease.

Zach Davis: Trey Reed is imitating The Disease, mocking him in the process.

Trey stops imitating his opponent, then begins to stomp down back on the mat, as the crowd begins to cheer again!

Crowd: TREY!!! TREY!!! TREY!! TREY!!

Shannan Lerch: Oh good God, this crowd are full of sheep!!!

The two lock up...

Zach Davis: Trey Reed has the slight size advantage.

Reed slowly pushes The Disease into a corner....

REVERSAL!!

Shannan Lerch: But, it's The Disease that pushes Trey Reed into the corner.

Immediately, Stanley Moser gets in between both men. the referee pushes The disease back, as Reed comes out from the corner...

THWAPP-PP-P!!

Zach Davis: FIST TO THE SKULL BY THE DISEASE!!

THWACK!!

Shannan Lerch: Karate chop by Trey Reed!!

THUD!!

Zach Davis: Kick to the gut by Disease!!

POP!!

Shannan Lerch: Forearm smash by Reed!!!

WHAM!!-WHOOSH-THUD!!

Zach Davis: A kick to the gut by Trey Reed, then follows up with a hiptoss suplex!!

WHAM!-WHAM!-WHAM!

Shannan Lerch: Three quick elbow drops, which sends The Disease scrambling to a corner.... OH GOD!!

Zach Davis: HERE COMES TREY REED....

WHA-A-A-AMM-M-MM!!

Crowd: DAMN!!

Shannan Lerch: YAKUZA KICK!!

The impact of the kick sends the head of Disease to the side...

Zach Davis: HOLY HELL!! Here comes Trey Reed once again....

Reed comes running towards a stunned Disease, Reed attempts a Koppu kick...

Shannan Lerch: Reed misses his leg is lodged in the turnbuckles!!

The Disease stops and turns around slowly stalking Trey Reed, tilting his head back and forth. The disease begins to scream out. Reed tries all of his might to pull his leg out, but cannot. Disease begins to run towards at Trey Reed...

Zach Davis: OH GOOD GOD!! TREY REED IS STUCK!! HE'S GONNA GET...

WHAM-THUD!!

Zach Davis: Squished!!

The Disease came at Trey Reed and nailed him with a violent and nasty knee/thigh to his back. Reed slumps down, but his leg is still stuck.

Shannan Lerch: Trey Reed's leg is still stuck!!

WHAM!!-WHAM!!-WHAM!!-WHAM!!-WHAM!!

The Disease begins to stomp down onto Trey Reed. Reed's leg is finally loose and Reed falls down to the mat. The disease picks up Reed and throws him into the ropes. reed bounces off the ropes and slides through under the legs of The Disease and proceeds to bounce off the ropes on the other side of the ring. Trey Reed bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air...

THWAP!!

Zach Davis: The disease was ready for Trey Reed and knocks his feet and legs away from him.

THUD!!- THUD!! WHAM!!-WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: The disease is nearly breaking Trey reed's legs by stomping down onto them. It looks like The disease is softening up Reed's legs for something....

The Disease gets Redd into a stepover toe hold combined with a full nelson.

Zach Davis: That looks painful!!

Stanley Moser walks over to Trey Reed and asks...

Stanley Moser: Hey kid, you wanna give up!!

Trey Reed: NO-O-O!!

Crowd: LET'S GO TREY REED LET'S GO!! LET'S GO TREY REED LET'S GO!! LET'S GO TREY REED LET'S GO!! LET'S GO TREY REED LET'S GO!!

The Disease: YEA, TREY!! WANNA CALL IT A NIGHT?! SUBMIT!! SUB MIT!! SU-U-U-UBMI-I-I-TT-T-T!!

Trey Reed: NO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O!!

Zach Davis: It looks like Trey Reed is trying to reach for the ro-o-pes...

Shannan Lerch: He's almost got them...

Stanley Moser: That's it... let go!! ONE!! TWO!!

Zach Davis: Trey Reed has the ropes. The referee is making the count.

Stanley Moser: .... THREE!! FOUR!!! FIV-....

The Disease let's go, but not for long, as he grabs reed and rakes Trey's face over the ring ropes. Reed screams out in pain, grabbing for his face. Trey Reed turns around, trying to get his vision back, he turns his back to The Disease....

SCRA-A-A-A-PE!!

Shannan Lerch: The Disease rakes the back of Trey Reed!!

Reed arches his back in pain.

Trey Reed: AHH-H-H-H-H!! UGGGGGHH!! MY BACK!!

Without any hesitation, Trey Reed turns around and...

WHAM!-THUD!

Zach Davis: Trey Reed dropkicks The Disease's knee, out from under him. The Disease falls to the mat.

Shannan Lerch: This IS a PERFECT time for a tag to Grave Dancer!!

Crowd: TREY!!! TREY!! TREY!! TREY!!

Slowly Trey Reed crawls to his corner....

Crowd: OU-U-U-U DAMN!!!

Zach Davis: The Disease has his leg!!

Trey Reed sees that The disease has his leg. He spins around and kicks The Disese, not once, but three times!!

Shannan Lerch: The Disease let's go, of the foot!!

TAG!!!

Zach Davis: Trey Reed makes the tag!!

Shannan Lerch: Here comes Grave Dancer!!

WHAM-WHAM-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Grave Dancer nails The Disease with four quick closed fist to his head!!

Shannan Lerch: This is a perfect time for Disease to make a tag to The Beholder.

THWAP!! WHAM!! THWAP!! WHAM!!

Zach Davis: The Disease is fighting back with a combination of chops and punches!!

THUD!!

Grave Dancer nails The Disease with a knee to the gut. Grave Dancer grabs for The Disease, but the masked madman wiggles free and...

TAG!!

Shannan Lerch: The Disease tags in The Beholder!

Zach Davis: This will give us another opportunity to look at this Beholder.

Beholder screams out then charges at Grave Dancer. He Clotheslines him down. Grave Dancer gets back up and is met with a Spinebuster from Beholder ! Beholder drops and pins him.

One!

Two!

No!, Grave Dancer kicks out. Beholder backs up and waits for Grave Dancer to get to his feet. Once he's up, Beholder kicks him in the gut and hits a Double Arm DDT!

Shannan Lerch: Beholder, firmly in control!

Beholder kicks Grave a few times before beginning to climb to the top rope.

Zach Davis: Beholder, going high risk now...

He flies off the top with a SHOOTING STAR PRESS!

Shannan Lerch: LOOK AT HIM FLY!

But no!, Grave Dancer rolls out of the way! Grave Dancer slowly works his way to his feet, and dazed, Beholder runs at him...

WHAM-THUD!!

Zach Davis: Grave Dancer just shoved his boot into the face of The Beholder and The Beholder hit him square on!

Beholder stumbles back and Disease is tagged back in. Grave Dancer yells for him to bring it on.

Shannan Lerch: Apparently, Grave Dancer wants The Disease back inside the ring!!

The crowd gets real excited, as the entire Coliseum stands up, anticipating a massive brawl. The Disease enters the ring....

WHAM-THUD!!-THWAP!!WHAM-THUD!!

Zach Davis: Grave Dancer and The Disease are pummeling each other with fists and knees!!

WHAM!!

Grave Dancer nails The Disease with another knee to the mid-section...

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: Face first DDT!!

Grave Dancer grabs for The Disease...

Zach Davis: The Disease has Grave Dancer in a hammerlock with an armbar.

The Disease transfers his positioning and...

Shannan Lerch: OCTOPUS HOLD!!

Zach Davis: HERE COMES TREY REED!!

The Disease let's go of the hold and ducks a Clothesline from Reed. Disease then runs at Grave and Clotheslines him out of the ring.

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: The Disease just Clotheslined Grave Dancer right out of the ring!

Disease turns back to Reed, and both men are fighting right square in the center of the ring!!!

WHAM!!

Grave Dancer: AHH-H-H-H-H!!

Shannan Lerch: The Disease just kicked the right leg of the Internet Champion, nearly breaking his knee in!!!

The Disease grabs the leg of Reed and leg whips him to the mat. The Disease sneers at the crowd, before applying a standing scissor lock around the victims leg.

Zach Davis: The Disease falls to the mat.

The Disease lands side by side with Reed. Disease pulls on Grave Dancer's leg.

Shannan Lerch: The Disease is hyper extending the knee and is applying massive pressure to the hamstrings.

Grave Dancer screams loudly and immediately begins to tap quickly!!

[DING!!-DING!!-DING!!]

Zach Davis: The Disease won't let go of the hold!! And hey wait, was Trey even legal? Ah whatever.

Reed is screaming bloody murder trying to reach for his leg. The Disease just stares at his screaming opponent, showing no emotion what so ever, just stares at Trey Reed.

Stanley Moser: LET GO!! THAT'S IT!! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!!! FOUR!! FIV....

The Disease stands up, looks around, then stares up at the house lights.

Shannan Lerch: The winners of the match the team of The Disease and the Beholder!

Zach Davis: I'm sure Beholder wanted his own revenge on Trey Reed for last week... guess he might have to wait until Aftermath!

Jonny Fly/Seth Lerch Segment

We see WCF CEO Jonny Fly walking down a hallway backstage. He's whistling his own theme song, "300 Violin Orchestra", as he approaches the door into his office. Fly inserts his key and swings the door open. Oh, the horror. Fly's eyes grow wide with rage as he sees his office filled with dozens of broken items, scattered paperwork, and his furniture ruined with...claw marks? Are those claw marks!?

Jonny Fly: What the...

Furious, Fly walks through the mess to his desk. He grabs his phone and dials for his secretary.

Jonny Fly: SETH! Get your ass in here.

A few seconds tick by before the man previously known as Seth Lerch enters Fly's office.

Jonny Fly: Look at this mess. Did you do this?

Seth Lerch: No.

Jonny Fly: Did you give someone the key?

Seth Lerch: No.

Jonny Fly: Well someone did, Seth. My office was locked and when I came back it looked like this.

Seth Lerch: Are you sure this isn't how you...hey wait, are those claw marks on your desk?

Jonny Fly: Yes. Can you explain that?

Seth Lerch: There's only one thing that could have done that. A cheetah. Like the one that was in the dark match before the show. You know, the one owned by...

Jonny Fly: Cheetah Fighter! That motherfucker! Go find him and fire him for me.

Seth Lerch: Do it yourself, I'm scared of cheetahs.

Seth begins to walk out of the office.

Jonny Fly: Hold on a second, you're responsible for cleaning this up.

Seth takes a deep sigh. He turns and begins picking up some of the items scattered around the floor of the office. In the meantime Fly walks toward the door yelling out...

Jonny Fly: That cheetah dude better not let me find him, or I swear to god....

Fly's words become inaudible as he exits the office and walks down the hallway in search of Cheetah Fighter.

Television Title on the Line
Rebellion vs Pantheon
John Gable/Morientes/Ninja vs Jay Price/Jonny Fly/Skyler Striker

"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 eagerly 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 Morientes 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, Morientes and The Ninja jump onto opposing turnbuckles, as Gable stands, facing the audience. Rebellion raises their left hands in the air simultaneously as their music fades out.

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

"Parabola" by Tool hits the PA system and the crowd go crazy. The lights go down as three spotlights hit the curtain. The screen says 'PANTHEON'.

Jonny Fly, Jay Price, and Skyler Striker all step out onto the spotlights, Fly in the middle. The crowd cheers as the lights come back on and the trio make their way to the ring. Inside it, Rebellion clears out, heading to the floor as Pantheon slides in and play to the crowd.

Kyle Steel: And this is Jay Price, Skyler Striker, and Jonny Fly... This is PANTHEON!

Pantheon's music dies down as Price and Fly climb onto the apron, leaving Striker to be the legal man. Gable enters the ring for his team, leaving Morientes and Ninja on the apron.

Zach Davis: Here we go!

Striker and Gable go to tie up, but it's a fake out; Gable kicks Striker in the gut. He then throws him to the ropes and executes an Arm Drag as Striker comes back. Striker quickly gets to his feet, but Gable takes him right back down with a Single Underhook Swinging Neckbreaker! Gable drops and goes for a pin.

One.

Two.

No!, Striker kicks out.

Shannan Lerch: Gable with the advantage right out of the gate!

Zach Davis: Yeah, thanks to him being a dick and pretending like he was going to tie up to start the match off.

Shannan Lerch: Hey.. anything to win!

Gable puts Striker into a headlock and then takes him to the Rebellion corner. He tags in Morientes.

Zach Davis: Morientes best watch his back... I'm sure Gravedigger is still in the arena.

Morientes climbs to the top and then drops down with an Axe Handle Smash onto the back of Striker, breaking the headlock. Striker drops to the mat, holding his back in pain. Morientes backs up, runs at him... and hits a Step Up Enziguri! He quickly rolls Striker up in a pin.

One!

Two!

No! Striker kicks out again.

Shannan Lerch: This Pantheon team is a team of World Champions. This is a HUGE chance for Rebellion, a win over these guys is literally a win over the best in the business. But it isn't going to be easy.

Morientes gets back up and kicks Striker a few times before climbing to the top turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: Morientes going high risk here...

Morientes flies off with a Diving Leg Drop, but Striker rolls away at the last moment! The crowd pops as Striker works his way to his feet, as Morientes gets up, holding his lower back. Morientes turns into a kick to the gut by Striker, followed by a Sitout Facebuster!

Shannan Lerch: Great move! Striker just equalized things!

Both Striker and Morientes lay on the mat for several moments until both start moving towards their corners. Morientes and Striker dive at the same moment, tagging in Ninja and Jay Price, respectively.

Zach Davis: Tag made!

Shannan Lerch: I hope Ninja kills him.

The two meet in the middle of the ring and begin brawling; Jay Price eventually gains the advantage, hitting several strikes to Ninja's head and pressing him against the ropes. He throws Ninja across the ring, runs at him, Clotheslines him down. Ninja gets back up and Price quickly hits him with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex!

Zach Davis: Huge power move from the South Street Menace!

Shannan Lerch: What is this guy even DOING in Pantheon, anyway? With how the group started, did we ever expect to see the likes of Jay Price and Skyler Striker involved?

Zach Davis: That was a long time ago, Shannan. In fact, I'd wager that besides the ToT, Pantheon has to be the longest running stable in WCF history. And unlike the ToT, they've been consistent.

Price quickly pulls Ninja into the middle of the ring and pins him.

One...

Two...

No!, Gable breaks it up with a big kick to Price's head. This gives Ninja a chance to roll towards his corner and tag Morientes back in.

Shannan Lerch: And here comes The Bull!

Morientes comes in as Price gets to his feet and Clotheslines him back down. Price gets up again and Morientes grapples him... before hitting a vicious German Suplex!, into the bridge pin!

One!

Two!

No!, no. Price kicks out.

Zach Davis: Close, but not yet for Morientes!

Morientes isn't done with Price. He lifts him onto his shoulders...

Shannan Lerch: Fireman's Carry Gutbuster!

But no!, Price escapes the Fireman's Carry and slides behind Morientes. Before Morientes is able to turn around, Price hits him with a Chop Block, and the fans begin to boo.

Zach Davis: Although a member of Pantheon, Jay isn't ALWAYS the most popular guy in the world. Not with those kinds of tactics.

Price ignores the fans and grabs Morientes' leg, quickly putting him into a Single Leg Boston Crab!

Shannan Lerch: Price and his damn Crabs. He's always giving everyone those Crabs.

Zach Davis: ...

Morientes yells in pain, especially as Price begins to dig his knee into the lower back of the Bull. The fans begin to chant...

Crowd: MOR-IE-EN-TES! MOR-IE-EN-TES!

Slowly but surely, Morientes begins crawling to the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: Can he make it in time?

After several moments, Morientes lunges one last time.... AND MAKES IT! The crowd pops as the ref forces Price to release the hold, which he does. He then grabs Morientes' leg and pulls him into the middle of the ring.

Zach Davis: He's just going to apply it again!

But Morientes kicks Price away before he can. Price then charges Morientes, but Morientes hits him with a kidney shot as he charges in. Morientes then summons all his strength and lifts Price again, finally hitting that Fireman's Carry Gutbuster!

Shannan Lerch: There's the move he was going for earlier!

Morientes tags in Gable as Price manages to tag in the one and only Jonny Fly!

Zach Davis: Here comes the CEO of the company!

Gable and Fly enter the ring and hit the ground running. Gable goes for a Clothesline which Fly ducks. As the two turn around to face each other, Fly hits Gable with a Spinebuster. Ninja enters the ring - albeit illegally - and attacks Fly from behind. Fly takes a few of the shots until he turns around, and Ninja takes a wild swing, which Fly ducks and lifts him up into a Death Valley Driver!

Shannan Lerch: Jonny Fly, cleaning house!

That is, until Gable spins him around, kicks him in the gut and hits him with a Snap DDT.

Zach Davis: OOF. Jonny Fly's head, spiked to the mat.

Gable drops onto Fly, pinning him and hooking the leg.

One!

Two!

NO!, no! Fly kicks out!

Gable gets back up and the fans begin to boo. He's distracted for a few moments, but soon lifts Fly back to his feet. Fly starts fighting back, however, hitting Gable with a series of lefts and rights; he lifts him up and hits a Falcon Arrow!

Shannan Lerch: Pantheon, on the comeback!

Fly then tags Striker back into the match! Striker Springboards over the top a moment later, grabbing Gable's head...

Zach Davis: SPRINGBOARD DDT!

Striker drops and pins Gable, hooking his leg.

One.

Two.

No! Gable kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: What a battle this has been!

Zach Davis: With so many stables in WCF, matches like this are a BIG deal.

Striker is ready to put Gable away. He begins climbing to the top.

Shannan Lerch: Time for the Skyler High Dive!

However, Gable quickly throws his body into the ropes, causing Striker to crotch himself. Gable then quickly runs up top with him...

Zach Davis: Oh no... what does Gable have planned here?

Gable quickly lifts him in a Suplex position...

Shannan Lerch: Superplex?

NO! GABLE DROPS STRIKER WITH A SUPER INVERTED BRAINBUSTER!

Zach Davis: Super City Lights! We've never seen that before, oh my GOD!

Gable quickly pins Striker.

One!

Pantheon enters the ring, only to be intercepted by Rebellion!

Two!

Gable puts his legs on the ropes!

Three!

Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD! WHAT AN UPSET!

Zach Davis: REBELLION STEALS IT!

The bell sounds and Gable quickly gets his legs off the ropes, grinning ear to ear.

Shannan Lerch: John Gable has just pinned a WCF Hall of Famer! And.. in the process...

The ref hands Gable the Television Title. Gable looks down at the belt, fire in his eyes.

Zach Davis: That's right! I almost forgot, but Gable has become the Television Champion!

Shannan Lerch: What an upset!

Fly and Price have left the ring, and they can't believe their ears as Rebellion's theme begins playing. They pull Striker out of the ring to regroup.

Zach Davis: After losing their Tag Team Titles match last week, this has been a GREAT night for Rebellion. Despite the shortcut they took to get here.

Shannan Lerch: You've gotta imagine Morientes wouldn't have been too happy with that, as I'm not too sure he even saw what happened.

Zach Davis: Oh well.. we'll let them figure that out later, I guess. Let 'em enjoy the win for now.

Rebellion celebrates in the ring as Pantheon storms up the ramp, not happy with what has just happened.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

Slam comes back from commercial and the cameras go backstage with the words "During the break" on the top right corner of the screen. John Gable, Morientes, and Ninja are seen walking from the ringside area after their match. They pass by a couple of doors when one of them opens. Gravedigger, Davey Ortega, and a couple of Hispanic men burst out from one of them and jump Rebellion in the hallway. Everyone starts brawling in the middle of the hallway. A few seconds later, the rest of Rebellion comes running down the hall and evens the numbers game. There's an all out brawl in the hallway as security starts flooding the hallway as well and starts pulling everyone apart.

One of the MS-13 members breaks off from the group.

MS-13 member: Scout THIS, Gable.

He grabs his crotch which infuriates the members of Rebellion again and security struggles to keep the two groups apart as they go at it again. Finally after a few more seconds, security is able to completely pull the two groups apart and push them away from each other. Gravedigger and Davey Ortega can be seen in the back grinning as they wave at Morientes and Gable. The cameras cut back to the ring as we prepare for the next match.

Brad Kane Segment

The lights in the arena begin to dim down as the crowd rises to their feet as the following words are heard echoing through the arena.

"The age of the old vision has passed away
The birth of a new way
This is confrontation"

Fans cheer loudly as "No End In Sight" by Killswitch Engage is blaring through the sound system. The introduction for the song keeps building until that magical moment...

"NO END IN SIGHT!"

Pyro explodes as the lights come back on in the arena. Standing before them is that old familiar face with a slight smirk. Brad Kane stands on the stage telling people to get up to their feet if they aren't already. Feeling the pounding music he begins to walk to the ring slapping the hands of all the fans who have their hands over the barricade. Brad continues to walk around ringside showing more love for the fans who made him into a world traveled wrestler before hopping up to the ring apron. He jumps up over the top rope and leaps up to the second turnbuckle closest to him. Brad throws his arms into the air before jumping off and calls for a microphone to be handed to him.

Brad Kane: I mention on social media earlier this week why I do not care for Jonny Fly. Its all rather simple honestly. Let me take you back to One, or the time around One, after Fly had beaten Seth Lerch for the ownership of this company. A few years ago I had tricked Seth into making me into sole commissioner of this company with an iron clad contract that could not be really altered by any way. The only way this could be altered was either I decided to step down which was not going to happen or two ownership is transferred and the contract can be reviewed...

Brad takes a moment to look around into the arena before his match tonight before going on.

Brad Kane: My contract was reviewed and suddenly there is a new booking team to create the matches that you people love to watch on a weekly basis. Not once was my contract looked over. Being the nice guy that I am I did not sue over breach on contract. Instead I saw fit to let it slide. I mean its no big deal that these idiots in Pantheon do not know the first thing about business. As I said I let it go because the paychecks kept coming in no matter what I did. There was a second stipulation that was placed into said contract that if I decided to wrestle full time in another promotion while commissioner, meaning a long term contract over a year, then I would no longer be your commissioner. I signed and my cushy contract was gone and so was I. Brad Kane was completely gone from WCF from January until you saw me last week.

Another pause as the crowd is talking silently among themselves to hear Brad list off his reasons to why.

Brad Kane: I would not have accepted a full time wrestling contract had Fly not screwed me out of the one thing I wanted to do here in WCF for so long. Not anymore and its thanks to you, Fly. The best job I've ever had in wrestling and you decided to take it away from me so you could get your own selfish desires put onto every show. Pathetic isn't it? Its pathetic how this man needs to control a company in order to keep himself in some sort of spotlight. I don't understand it but there is another reason as to why Jonny Fly must be forced out of his spot...

Now the crowd is gaining interest. They don't much care about the business side.

Brad Kane: A couple of weeks ago on the internet show there was a match between my son and that son of a bitch Scott Savage. That made my blood boil, Fly. I know my son was a contracted wrestler but where was the fine on Savage for beating my kid like that after the match? Where was the fine for the violence and harm inflicted on a teenage boy? You do realize that you hired him while looking at a fake I.D. right? Last time I knew the Pennsylvania Wrestling Commission did not allow anyone under 18 to wrestle professionally in that state. Lawsuit. Instead of going down that road, I've chosen to come back here to fight this how it should be... as two men in the middle of this ring. After I finish polishing off the Russian stereotype, Fly, Black, and Price, I'll be looking for you.

Anger is boiling in Brad's blood right now as he looks right into the camera.

Brad Kane: I am not a hard guy to find if you want to bring a fight towards me. The three of you are a disease to wrestling. The only saving grace of Pantheon is Jeff Purse. The rest of you need to leave. And no I don't need anyone's help either. I don't need someone who continually gets their asses kicked offer. I don't need people who have been around for years to help either. A man stands on his own and dies? That's honorable. A man stands with others and dies? Then he was not the best.

Brad looks towards the entry way now.

Brad Kane: Magnus, get your ass out here and lets do this!

Brad Kane vs Magnus

The USSR flag proudly waves the screen WCF video as an octet of singers take thestage, four men and four women on the number of microphones, as the music starts, and they sing the Russian national anthem, as Magnus comesout from the back, proudly waving the flag of Russia, the crowd almost drowning him evenlouder chorus of boos and "Russia Sucks" chants. Magnus unphased by the reaction of the crowd as he goes down the hill and go in the direction of going up the stairs, but eventually get into a verbal exchange with a member of the front row before turning his back to the ring , raising the flag high and finally get in. Magnus proudly wave the flag around more slowly as the octet soothes and magician awaits the bell.

Zach Davis: Despite not wrestling in the WCF for quite a while now, Kane has been very active in competition, so ring rust shouldn't be an issue here. Let's see.

Kane approaches Magnus tentatively.

Shannan Lerch: Brad gives up a lot of size to Magnus here, about six inches, but they weigh approximately the same.

Once Magnus is within range, Kane hits him with a kick to the shin. Magnus flinches in pain, and this gives Kane his opening: he fires off with a series of rapid fire kicks to Magnus' legs. Once Magnus is sufficiently dazed, Kane backs up, bounces off the ropes to get some momentum, and hits a running elbow to his face! Magnus hits the mat.

Zach Davis: Kane, coming strong right out of the gate here!

The fans cheer as Magnus gets back to his feet and Kane catches him, taking him back down with a Uranage Suplex! Kane goes for the quick cover.

One.

Two.

No, Magnus powers out of it. Kane quickly tries to transition into an STF, but Magnus fights it and is able to roll out of the ring.

Shannan Lerch: The big Russian going to regroup now.

As Magnus shakes off the cobwebs, Kane runs at him as if he's going for a Suicide Dive or Springboard move or something. Magnus goes to counter it by stepping out of the way, but Kane stops short in his tracks and doesn't leave the ring. Instead, he climbs onto the apron and as Magnus turns around, Kane jumps off and goes for a Double Axehandle Smash. Magnus reacts quickly, however, and hits Kane with a punch right to his stomach. Kane doubles over as he hits the ground outside.

Zach Davis: Magnus just drove his fist into Kane's gut, and Kane had a lot of his own momentum going there.. that'll knock the wind right out of you, and with that one move Magnus finds himself in the driver's seat.

Magnus quickly begins kicking at Kane, especially the head area. The fans begin chanting "RUSSIA SUCKS!", which slightly distracts Magnus, but he knows he has to stay on the attack.

Shannan Lerch: Most fans just chant "USA!", but these fans must just really hate Russia, I guess. Or just really like making Magnus mad.

Magnus eventually picks Kane up and rolls him into the ring. He waits for Kane to get to a vertical base.

Zach Davis: What is Magnus going for here? He's measuring him up...

He pulls Brad in and hits a Spike Tiger Bomb!

Shannan Lerch: LENIN BOMB! DAMN!

Magnus follows up by running to the ropes.... LIONSAULT!

Zach Davis: Siberian Lionsault! Into the pin!

One!

Two!

No!, Kane kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: Magnus doing all he can to be the spoiler for Brad Kane's big return here!

Magnus is gaining confidence now. He again starts stomping on the Hall of Famer, picking his spots. He then pulls Kane into the middle of the ring and locks in his Magnus Lock!

Zach Davis: Magnus Lock applied! This is NOT looking good for Brad Kane!

Kane reaches his arm out, flailing, looking for anything to grab onto. But he's far away from the ring ropes.

Shannan Lerch: Brad Kane is NOT a man who wants to be used as a stepping stone; he doesn't want his first match back to be a loss to Magnus. But what choice does he have here?...

The fans begin chanting "LET'S GO B-K!" as Brad struggles to crawl towards the ropes. Magnus keeps the hold locked in, cranking away at it, and we can hear Brad screaming in pain. Little by little, he gets closer to the ropes...

Zach Davis: Is he going to make it? Can he last long enough?

After several tense moments.... YES! Yes, Kane reaches the ropes and grabs on! The ref yells at Magnus to release the hold, which Magnus avoids doing for as long as possible.

Shannan Lerch: He has until five!

Magnus knows he still has Brad where he wants him. He lets Brad stumble up under his own power, then pulls him in, Suplex position.

Zach Davis: HERE COMES THE APOLLO KILLER! THIS IS IT!

Magnus lifts Brad up, but Brad shifts his weight, escapes it, and lands behind him! The crowd roars as Magnus turns around, RIGHT INTO A BK BACKFIST!

Shannan Lerch: THE BACKFIST!

Magnus goes down like a sack of communist potatoes and Kane falls on top of him, going for a pin.

One!

Two!

NO! Magnus is still able to kick out!

Zach Davis: So close!... after taking that beating I'm sure Brad was hoping he had it there, but no cigar quite yet.

Breathing heavily, Kane quickly lifts Magnus up.... and hits him with a Brainbuster!

Shannan Lerch: Reckless Killing mk. 2!

Kane falls on top of Magnus, hooking the leg.

One.

Two.

Three.

Zach Davis: Brad Kane is victorious!

Kane's music hits as Kane, still breathing heavily, gets to his feet. The ref raises his arm into the air and Kane looks intently into the camera.

Shannan Lerch: This doesn't bode well for Jonny Fly or Pantheon. Brad Kane is back... and he's in fighting form. That's for damn sure.

Steve Orbit Segment

Scene opens backstage. Hank Brown is standing with Steve Orbit in front of a WCF backdrop. Hank's in a cheap suit, Orbit's in his ring gear.

Hank Brown: Steve, in just a few moments, you'll go head to head with your former friend, your tag team partner, Waylon Cash. Do you have anything to say before the match?

Orbit shakes his head.

Steve Orbit: Nah, Hank.

Hank Brown: Do you think-- let me ask you this. You've been fairly reluctant to fight Waylon thus far. Are you prepared to have a match with Waylon tonight?

Orbit starts to look frustrated.

Steve Orbit: Let me tell you like this, Hank-- I don't give a fuck about Waylon Cash. Not no more. He showed me what time it is. I'm just ready to get this thing over with and move on to bigger and better things. That's all.

Hank Brown: What about the guest referee, are you at all concerned about that?

Steve Orbit: Look man, there ain't no doubt it's gonna make this match more difficult for me, you know what I'm sayin'? Y'all seen Waylon, Scott Savage and Fly have their little group meeting last week, conspiring against a brother. All three of 'em wanna destroy me. With Fly in charge... shit, it wouldn't surprise me if Scott is the ref tonight. But I'll bury his ass right next to Waylon, you can believe that, homie.

Hank Brown: Well, I wish you luck out there.

Orbit nods his head, saying nothing and walks off the scene. Fade out.

Steve Orbit vs Waylon Cash
Mystery Special Guest Referee

Zach Davis: Huge grudge match coming up right now, as the current Tag Team champions will face off against each other!

Shannan Lerch: These two went from best of friends to worst of enemies, seemingly overnight. The mystery here is the guest referee.

Zach Davis: Indeed Shannan, this match could be heavily in favor of either man depending on who the ref turns out to be. Let's find out now!

"Criminals" by Big B hits the P.A. system, and Waylon Cash comes walking out onto the entrance ramp, with his manager, Scott Savage, following closely behind. He throws his fist into the air as the crowd boos loudly. He smirks, as does his manager. They look back and forth, sneering at the crowd as Waylon makes his way down the ramp. Once at the bottom, he rolls into the ring, and jumps to his feet with his fist in the air. More booing comes, but it doesn't seem to bother Waylon. He seems to have only one thing on his mind.

Zach Davis: This "new" Waylon Cash is much different from the laid-back Waylon that we had grown to love.

Shannan Lerch: You know, the signs were there, Zach. Looking back, he has gone through loads of stress in the past few months-- I think he's in survival mode, personally. He's just looking out for himself.

"Flashlight" by Parlaiment Funkadelic plays over the PA. The arena goes dark and a pink strobe light flashes throughout the arena. Small pink lights swirl around the crowd and the entire arena and eventually converge into one big pink spotlight as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the aisle. Steve takes his time, strutting down the ramp, talking to fans who mostly cheer him on-- however, he does occasionally offend a girl or two with his sometimes rude, sexual comments. At ringside he begins the process of taking off whatever pimp attire he is wearing that night, whether its a mink coat, designer suit, etc and always hands his gold chains and his hat to a ring hand. His in-ring attire consists of black spandex shorts with "Pimpin" on the back in pink, and pink boots. He has a body that resembles a model more than a wrestler, he is perfectly chiseled and cut, but he is not huge and muscular like some wrestlers. He continues to flirt with the girls in the crowd as he enters the ring, showing off his body and blowing kisses. The crowd goes bananas when he hits the ring, as OR-BIT chants are heard all over the arena.

Zach Davis: And of course, the other half of the Tag Team champions, "The Mack" Steve Orbit.

Shannan Lerch: He's been reluctant to fight Waylon so far, trying to repair the friendship, but he'll have no choice tonight.

Waylon hangs in his corner, glaring at Orbit. Orbit warms up in his corner, lightly jogging in place and stretching.

Zach Davis: Only thing left is to find out who the official will be--

"Deceiver of the Gods" by Amon Amarth begins, with the melodic guitar intro. As this goes on, the lights fade to nothing until the heavy part hits, where red and white lights circle. Once Johan growls, a spotlight hits the stage and there stands Corey Black wearing a black hoodie over a referee uniform. The lights continue as Corey walks down to the ring, bobbing his head to the music. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope, stands to his feet and throws up the devil horns before taking the hoodie off and dropping it to the floor. He then poses with his right arm up and bent slightly almost in a vertical flex, left hand on his elbow.

Shannan Lerch: Corey Black?! This is totally unfair to Waylon Cash.

Zach Davis: I don't know, Shannan. I think Corey will be able to keep Scott Savage from interfering. He'll call it down the middle.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, right.

After some argument from Waylon, Corey pats him down for weapons. Just then--

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.

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.’ Fly is dressed in a referee uniform, and he runs towards the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope.

Shannan Lerch: That's more like it! Fair and balanced!

Zach Davis: What's this now?

Fly pulls Corey off of Waylon, spinning him around. He puts his finger in Corey's chest and we hear them arguing about who is supposed to be the referee for the match. Orbit and Waylon look anxious to start the match. Scott Savage is outside the ring, trying to get into the argument with Fly and Corey, but they seem focused on each other.

Shannan Lerch: This is crazy, so who's the ref?

Zach Davis: Folks, this is supposed to be a singles match between Steve Orbit and Waylon Cash with a special guest referee. Jonny Fly and Corey Black are both out here, claiming to be the guest referee. This is chaos.

Finally, Fly is calling for the bell. A ringhand is asking what's going on. Fly responds that he and Corey will both ref the match.

Zach Davis: It looks like there will be TWO guest referees!

Shannan Lerch: Now it's fair.

DING DING DING

Waylon explodes out of his corner, throwing lefts and rights at Orbit. Orbit does a good job blocking the blows, and shoves Waylon off before hitting a standing dropkick. Waylon stumbles back, and Orbit springboards off the second rope with a disaster kick!

Zach Davis: Caught him in the back of the head!

Orbit goes to follow up, but Fly stands in his path, guarding Waylon. Corey pulls Fly out of the way and Orbit charges forward, but Waylon is ready, and he sends Orbit flying with a back body drop. Waylon stomps at Orbit while he's down, before choking him with his boot. Orbit squirms, trying to pull the boot off of his throat, but Waylon grabs the top rope to increase the pressure.

Zach Davis: Clearly an illegal move, but the referees are too busy arguing with each other to notice!

Finally, Corey notices what's going on, and pulls Waylon off of Orbit. Waylon gets in Corey's face, arguing with him. Orbit rolls around on the mat, holding his neck. As Corey and Waylon argue, Fly walks towards Orbit and starts stomping him out while he's down.

Zach Davis: This is crazy. Fly's only out here to get to Orbit.

Shannan Lerch: Oh yeah, what's Corey doing? Looks like he's more concerned with keeping Waylon away from Orbit than officiating this match.

After the brief chaos, Corey and Fly return to their referee positions. Orbit is barely to his feet, and Waylon charges, sending Orbit back to the mat with a running lariat. Corey and Fly have one eye on each other and the other on the match. Waylon grabs Orbit's leg, but Orbit uses the other leg to kick him off. Orbit gets to his feet and meets Waylon in the middle of the ring, where they lock up once again.

Zach Davis: All personal issues aside, Waylon Cash and Steve Orbit are without a doubt two of the WCF's best wrestlers. They could potentially put on some of the greatest matches of this year, if not all time.

Orbit puts Waylon in a side headlock. Waylon tries to shove Orbit off, but Orbit runs and drops him face-first in a running bulldog. Orbit stands over Waylon and leaps high in the air, dropping an elbow to Waylon's chest. Orbit covers Waylon. Corey counts.

1..

Fly kicks Orbit in the head and pulls him off of Waylon. The move sends Corey Black over the edge. He gets up from the mat and promptly dropkicks Fly. Fly spills to the mat, but quickly gets back to his feet and charges at Black. The Hall of Famer sends a strike to Fly’s knee, stopping his momentum, and then destroys him with “Your Plague.”

Shannan Lerch: Fly is down!

Zach Davis: Fly and Black…what the hell has happened to these two?

Black promptly rolls Fly all the way out of the ring and returns to the action between Cash and Orbit. Steve Orbit still holds the advantage of Cash, and currently has his tag-team partner in an arm bar. Waylon begins to fight back, connecting on an elbow to the side of the Orbit’s face. With the hold broken, Waylon turns and connects with a right hand, then a left, then another right. Orbit is forced all the way back into the corner. Cash grabs him and violently whips him across the ring where Orbit runs headfirst into the turnbuckle, falling to the mat in a heap. Waylon Cash turns to Corey Black…

Zach Davis: Uh-oh, this could get interesting in a hurry.

Shannan Lerch: You know that Waylon Cash wants a piece of Corey Black, and he’s about to get it.

Before Waylon can even move, Corey Black strikes with a roundhouse kick…no, Waylon ducks out of the way and tackles Black to the mat! Cash quickly gets up and begins stomping away at Black’s midsection. Finally having enough, Black grabs Waylon’s boot and spins him to the ground. He attempts to lock in crossface, but Jonny Fly has returned to the ring and used the bottom rope to land a moonsault on Black.

Zach Davis: The numbers are just too much for Corey Black, as Fly and Cash are taking it to him right now.

Fly and Cash are both viciously stomping at Black’s midsection as Steve Orbit begins to stalk from behind. Orbit grabs Cash and levels him with a DDT. Fly turns but is a second too late, as Orbit gets up and grabs Fly and takes him down with a codebreaker.

Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit clearing house!

Zach Davis: This…match…has gone downhill quickly. This is now a full-on brawl between the four men who will meet next week for the tag-team titles!

With Fly down, Orbit turns his attention back to Waylon Cash. Orbit helps his tag-team partner back up to his feet and then proceeds to send him right back down to the mat with a powerslam. Corey Black is back up on his feet now, and heads over to the ropes. Black climbs the turnbuckle, turns himself around, and flies off hitting Cash with a Frog Splash.

Jonny Fly is up on one knee, and draws the attention of Orbit and Black. Orbit approaches first, and gets a stiff right hand to the jaw. Black grabs hold of Fly from behind and puts him in a headlock. Orbit begins teeing off on Fly’s jaw with a combination of punches before going into a Kung-Fu stance and dropping Fly with a crane kick.

Zach Davis: Black and Orbit making quick work of Fly and Cash here.

Corey Black goes to motion for the bell, presumably to give Steve Orbit the win, but just as he’s about to Jonny Fly quickly gets back to his feet and runs over and clubs Black over the head. This draws the attention of Steve Orbit who begins to approach Fly when Waylon Cash reaches out, grabs Orbit, and takes him to the mat with a clothesline.

Shannan Lerch: Quick work my ass Zach, Fly and Cash are in command here.

Zach Davis: You say that like this is an actual match!

Waylon Cash slides out of the ring and comes back with two steel chairs. He slides one to Fly and keeps one for himself as he approaches the fallen Steve Orbit. Fly grabs his chair and immediately swings it over the back of Corey Black.

Shannan Lerch: Jesus! Fly with some emphasis behind that shot.

Zach Davis: There is no turning back now for these two, the relationship between Jonny Fly and Corey Black has completely deteriorated tonight.

Shannan Lerch: Not to mention the tag-team champions, have been on the outs all month. Crazy.

Likewise, Waylon Cash picks up his chair and swings it over back of Steve Orbit. Then again. Then again. Fly watches from the other side of the ring as Orbit yells out in pain. He turns back to Black…who is on his feet. Surprised, Fly tries to swing the chair again, but Black dropkicks it right back into Fly’s face. Black takes hold of the chair and attempts to hit Fly with it again, but the CEO smartly rolls out of the ring just in time.

Zach Davis: Whew, close call for Fly right there. Black looks pissed.

Black watches Fly at ringside just long enough to provide a distraction for Waylon Cash who has ditched the chair and now grabs Black and hits him with “The Killshot!”

Shannan Lerch: GOOD GOD. Waylon Cash with The Killshot on Corey Black!

Zach Davis: …and look, here comes Fly back into the ring looking for blood!

Indeed, Fly has slid back into the ring and begins to make his way up to the top rope. He turns himself around and motions for ‘The Fly Swatter.’

Zach Davis: Oh, no…Killshot followed by Fly Swatter? This could kill him!

Fly leaps from the turnbuckle, with his head aimed at Corey Black’s heart. From absolutely out of nowhere, Steve Orbit runs and with Fly still in mid-air spears him right back into the turnbuckle.

Shannan Lerch: HOLY SHIT.

Destroyed, Fly slumps to the ground. Orbit quickly gathers himself and gets back to his feet where Waylon Cash is standing. They come toe-to-toe with one another as several inaudible words are exchanged. After about a minute of this scene, Steve Orbit slowly backs away from Waylon Cash and slides out the ring, making his way to the back.

Zach Davis: Finally, this appears over. Not for long though, as these four men will square off against one another next week at Aftermath with the tag-team titles on the line.

Shannan Lerch: I have absolutely no clue what is in store for us in that match Zach. I don’t think I’ve ever seen two teams as dysfunctional as these two. That match could turn out to be just like this for all we know.

Waylon Cash takes one last look at Corey Black and Jonny Fly before sliding out of the ring himself and making his way to the back.

Handicapped Match
Eric Price/Davey Ortega vs Sarah Twilight

Zach Davis: Up next we have...well I don't even want to call it a match because it's just plain crap. How you can justify placing the number one contender to the WCF World Championship in a match against two men is just beyond me.

Shannan Lerch: What's the problem? You keep on harping on about how three people couldn't 'beat' her at Explosion. If she is that freaking good she should have no problem with just two people. I think it's perfectly fair.

Zach Davis: No Shannan, three people at Explosion was not right. She fought through it, but it was not right. And now placing Sarah Twilight in a match with both Eric Price and Davey Ortega legally is just insanity.

Shannan Lerch: Always with the excuses. Plain and simple, Sarah couldn't get the job done at Explosion and she won't get the job done at Aftermath. Tonight is just a reminder to her that she needs to show our World Champion some respect.

Zach Davis: I think you're wrong. I think that Eric Price has stepped over a line that he is going to regret. He might have the advantage tonight, but at Aftermath I believe his reign of terror will finally come to an end. Now, let's take it to ringside and get this debacle of a match under way!

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a HANDICAPPED MATCH!

Mixture of cheers and boos from the crowd. Excited for the main event, but obviously the crowd wasn't happy about the circumstance either.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first....

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

Kyle Steel: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at one hundred and forty two pounds, she is...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!

Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening cheers and soaks them all in. The vibrant redhead confidently swaggers towards the ring and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle in succession, pointing out toward the crowd and smiling. The cheers become even LOUDER. As the music continues, Sarah rolls outside of the ring and finds a young fan sitting at ringside. She removes her signature "You Don't Matter" tee shirt that she wears over her wrestling attire and gives it to the young fan before returning to the ring as the music dies down.

Zach Davis: Sarah waiting on her opponents. You have to wonder what is going through her mind right now. Obviously this situation favors Price and Ortega.

Shannan Lerch: She's probably thinking she regrets messing with Eric Price. Because tonight she's going to be taught a lesson.

Zach Davis: Yeah, I highly doubt that is what she's thinking.

Kyle Steel: And her opponents....

''Sympathy for the Devil'' by the Rolling Stones fills the arena as the boos follow.

Kyle Steel: First...from Atlantic City, New Jersey...weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds...he is "The Genius" DAVEY ORTEGA!

Davey Ortega emerges from the back with a smile on his face. he slowly walks down the ramp, slowly raising his arms up as more boos come, which fuels his smile. He uses the stairs to get on the apron, casually getting into the ring.

Kyle Steel: And his partner...

HUGE Boos from the crowd as 'You Know My Name' by Chris Cornell hits.

Kyle Steel: Hailing from Pacific Palisades, California and weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds...he is the WCF World Heavyweight Champion....ERIC PRICE!

Gold lights start flashing as the music starts and as soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight shineS on him as he makes his way to the ring with a slow and determined walk with a smirk on his face as he walks down the entrance ramp and simply looks down on the audience. He steps in the ring using the steps and walks into the ring as he stands in the center of it looking around at the audience with disdain and a grin on his face.

Shannan Lerch: And we're just about ready to go. Eric Price beaming with confidence, of course because his ability in the ring is unmatched.

Zach Davis: More like, he knows this is a two on one match. Damn coward!

Shannan Lerch: Show some respect!

Zach Davis: You and Eric Price can take your respect and shove it!

Referee Emily Westbrook calls for the bell as Eric and Davey discuss things in their corner as to who would start the match. However, Sarah makes that choice for them as sh GRABS hold of Eric Price as he converses with Davey and drags him to the center of the ring before planting him with a DDT. The crowd ERUPTS.

Zach Davis: You know Eric never wanted to start this match. But he has no choice now as Sarah is not wasting any time. She wanted to get her hands on Eric and she is making every second count!

Shannan Lerch: What a disrespectful bitch! Eric and Davey had every right to discuss a strategy and make the decision for themselves who should start the match. She had no right putting her hands on Eric!

Sarah begins stomping her boot down hard onto Eric repeatedly as the crowd continues to cheer her on. Davey Ortega is in his corner ready to pull his hair out at the bad start to this uneven match. She finally hauls him back to his feet and sends some hard rights and lefts at the champ, staggering him back. Eric is reeling as he is forced back against the ropes and Sarah keeps the pressure on, hitting him with some vicious shots to his face and ribs.

Zach Davis: Eric Price getting a taste of what is to come next week. Twilight is pissed!

Shannan Lerch: She is crazed! This is not right. Not right at all!

With Price against the ropes, Sarah takes him for an Irish whip, however it is reversed and instead it is Twilight who is sent into the opposite side of the ring. Davey Ortega seizes the opportunity and sends a sharp kick to the back of her head from the apron as she is sent his way. This causes her to stumble forward into a waiting Eric Price who lifts her and crashes her over his knee for a backbreaker. Meanwhile, Ortega taunts the already booing crowd as he points to his head, grinning to remind everyone how intelligent he is.

Zach Davis: Now the numbers have come into play and this is where it gets difficult for Sarah to maintain an offense because Eric and Davey can keep each other fresh. Sarah does not have that option.

Shannan Lerch: Oh boo hoo! She deserves everything she gets. It's about time that our World Champion was treated with the respect he deserves. Kudos to Jonny Fly for making this decision.

Zach Davis: I still have no idea what Fly has been thinking lately.

With Sarah down, Price wastes no time at all in making the tag to Davey Ortega who comes into the ring very non chalantly. He takes a few steps toward Sarah before leaping into the air and landing a leg drop across her throat. He rolls over after the leg drop for a pinfall attempt. Westbrook gets into position.

ONE!

Sarah shoots a shoulder up quickly after only a one count.

Zach Davis: Ortega with a quick cover. But it's far too early in the match to think he was going to put Sarah Twilight away.

Shannan Lerch: It's all just mind games. They want to get in her head, and I think they have.

Zach Davis: Regardless, this is not looking good for Sarah right now.

Ortega hauls Sarah back to her feet and lifts her up onto his shoulders, swinging her back down for a tilt-a-whirl neckbreaker. He again taunts the crowd about his smarts as he rises back from his knees and tags Eric Price back into the match. Sarah sits up, a bit dazed after the neckbreaker and receives a stiff kick to the back courtesy of Price. Eric follows up with a knee drop to Sarah's forehead which garners more boos. Price now hauls her to her feet and drags her back to the ccorner, tagging Ortega right back into the match. Price lifts Twilight for a suplex and slingshots her off the ropes into the drop. Ortega meanwhile hops himself up and over the ropes with an elbow drop to the sternum. He again goes for a quick cover. Westbrook in position.

ONE!

TWO!

Sarah shoots a shoulder up once again.

Shannan Lerch: Quick tags back and forth between Price and Ortega. A very wise strategy as they will keep the pressure on and make it harder for Twilight to mount an offense.

Zach Davis: Those two have no qualms at all about the advantage they have and they are making full use of it.

Shannan Lerch: And they should! They didn't make the match. They are just using the benefits entitled to them.

Zach Davis: And that makes it right?

Shannan Lerch: Of course it does!

Zach Davis: You sicken me.

Ortega back to his feet after the pinfall attempt and he waits, measuring Sarah as she gets back to her feet. He runs at her and hits a shining wizard that sends her back down to the canvas. Ortega does a mock bow for the crowd who boos like MAD before he drags her back to his own corner and tags Price in again. Eric enters the ring and also measures Sarah as she gets back to her feet. He decides to go for the kill at this point and he locks her up from behind for the Reversal of Fortune! However, Sarah spins herself out of it and instead she SHOVES Eric chest first into the turnbuckle. As he staggers back from it, she follows up with a rebounded belly to back suplex that leaves Eric stunned. The crowd once again ERUPTS.

Zach Davis: This may have been the opportunity that Sarah needed! She needs to stay on Price and not allow him to get back to his corner to tag in a fresh Davey Ortega.

Shannan Lerch: This isn't good! Eric, get her! Oh, what am I worried about? There's no way she can win this. No way!

Zach Davis: I beg to differ. I think if anyone can do it, Sarah Twilight can pull it off.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah, just like she pulled it off at Explosion huh?

Zach Davis: Three people and a crooked, unofficial referee. All I need to say.

Shannan Lerch: Excuses! That's all they are.

Eric is down and Sarah takes a moment to shake off the cobwebs from the series of assault she had been subjected to. Eric slowly back to his feet as he scrambles for his corner. However, Sarah is having none of it as she rush tackles him with a double leg takedown and starts swinging furious punches at him. Eric tries to cover up as the ravenous redhead unloads on him with all her fury.

Zach Davis: That's what I'm talking about! Kick his ass! Kick his coward ass!

Shannan Lerch: How can you be so biased? Eric Price is a man of integrity and does not deserve to be treated like this!

Zach Davis: He's in the ring, there's a match and Sarah is looking to kick his ass. Deal with it!

The crowd continues to cheer as Sarah finally relents on her grounded punching asssault and grabs Eric to haul him back to his feet. However, he sends a quick thumb to the eye that halts her attempts. As he gets back to his feet slowly, she takes a moment to regain herself and her vision. Emily Westbrook warns Price who has some unsavory words for her regarding her officiating. Price takes Sarah by the arm for an Irish whip near his own corner, however it is reversed and Sarah sends Eric into the ropes near his own corner, though not realizing it as she was still disoriented from the thumb to the eye. Ortega makes the blind tag as Price rebounds off of the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: Blind tag by Ortega. Smart move.

Zach Davis: And I don't think Sarah realizes it.

As Price comes back on the return, Sarah takes him over with a q uick snap powerslam that PLANTS him into the canvas. Eric arches his back in pain and rolls out of the ring. Sarah back to her feet and turns around right into THE SETTING SUN! Ortega BLASTS her with the spear and the crowd is BOOING like CRAZY!

Zach Davis: Oh no! This is BAD! It might be over here.

Shannan Lerch: Oh it's over. I think he just broke her in half.

Eric watches on from the outside, still holding his back as Ortega goes for the cover. Westbrook down in position.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!!!

Sarah shoots a shoulder up somehow and Ortega's eyes go wide.

Zach Davis: YES! She is still alive! And neither Price nor Ortega can believe it!

Shannan Lerch: How the? She is a nutcase! Save yourself and live to fight another day. You have a championship match coming up and--wait actually, yeah Twilight. Keep fighting, take the punishment. Be an idiot and try to win this one.

Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight is a competitor. A proud competitor at that and she is going to give her all each and every time she steps into that ring. That is NOT something that can be said for Eric Price who takes shortcuts at every turn.

Shannan Lerch: Proud or not, she's still an idiot.

Zach Davis: I will agree that it is not the wisest choice to go too much longer in this match. The numbers have caught up to her already and the odds of her achieving victory here tonight are slim.

Shannan Lerch: More like slim to none and slim just left town.

Ortega drags Sarah near the corner, deciding to use his other major maneuver to finish her off as she was still pretty out of it after the spear. Meanwhile, Eric Price does not return to his corner of the apron. Instead, he makes his way over toward the commentary table.

Zach Davis: Oh great...just great.

Shannan Lerch: Eric, pleasure to have you!

Eric takes a seat, still breathing heavily.

Zach Davis: Shouldn't you be focusing on your match?

Eric Price: I am confident that Mr. Ortega has everything under control.

Shannan Lerch: It's only a matter of time, Mr. Price.

Zach Davis: More like he is just scared.

Eric Price: I am not scared of anyone! Did you see what I did to that lousy bitch? I could easily manhandle her myself.

Zach Davis: I saw her beat your ass around the ring.

Eric Price: I--UGH just call the action now! Call the action that is happening now!

Ortega takes his time climbing the turnbuckle, to steady his balance. However, it is this extra time that costs him as Sarah musters up enough to get to her feet momentarily and she falls over into the ropes which knocks Davey from his balance and he falls back, his feet getting tangled up with the top rope and placing him in the tree of woe position. Sarah struggles to keep her own balance using the ropes after the devastating spear.

Shannan Lech: Oh no! Davey...someone needs to get his feet untangled!

Zach Davis: I thought Ortega had everything under control, Eric?

Eric Price: He did..I mean, he still does. Minor setback is all. Minor setback!

Sarah gains her composure as Davey flails about trying desperately to get himself free. Sarah steps right over him, even using his face as a step as she climbs the turnbuckle. Davey waves his hands and pleads as he looks up at her. She JUMPS down with a double ghetto stomp to his FACE! The crowd EXPLODES with cheers once again!

Zach Davis: YOU DON'T MATTER to Ortega! He just realized it the hard way!

Eric Price: This is ridiculous! How is that even legal? No no, this cannot stand!

Zach Davis: Where ya going? Itching to get back in the match now, hm?

Price drops the headset and heads over near the time keeper, collecting his World Championship. He casually walks around the ring toward the entrance ramp.

Zach Davis: Oh he's leaving. Well that figures!

Shannan Lerch: He's not leaving, he just wanted to collect himself.

Eric waves toward the entrance as if motioning someone out. It doesn't take long but his attorney, David Monati somewhat reluctantly comes running down to the ring and gets up on the apron. Emily Westbrook immediately turns her attention to the outside distraction and orders him down. Ortega is woozy as he starts staggering to his feet with Twilight measuring him. Price utilizes the distraction as he slides into the ring with the World Title and he rushes Sarah with it from behind. However, she notices him out of the corner of her eye and ducks. Price instead BLASTS Ortega in the face with the World Championship! He gasps in horror at his mistake right as he is unceremoniously sent to the outside with a clothesline courtesy of Sarah.

Zach Davis: Price tried to steal it but he missed!

Shannan Lerch: No no no no! Damn it!

Zach Davis: Sarah has this one in the bag now.

Ortega is OUT and Sarah can easily go for the cover, but she does not. Instead, she quickly GRABS a very frightened Monati and hauls him into the ring against the advice of Westbrook and she hauls him up...TWILIGHT ZONE! The attorney BOUNCES off the canvas and rolls from the ring he is OUT!

Zach Davis: What is she doing? All she has to do is cover Ortega and it's over.

Shannan Lerch: I'm telling you, she's lost her damn mind!

The crowd is ROARING as Sarah slides to the outside, where Eric Price is crawling his way around the ring, trying to remin undetected. The pissed off redhead lifts up the ring apron and searches for something under the ring and she finds it...a steel folding chair!

Zach Davis: Uh oh!

Shannan Lerch: Is she stupid? She'll get disqualified!

Zach Davis: I don't think she cares.

Sarah stalks Eric who hasn't realized that she was behind him. Westbrook warns Sarah not to use the chair...but CRRRRRAAAAACCCCKKKKK! She WALLOPS Eric across the back with it. The bell rings immediately. Sarah hits him AGAIN and AGAIN with the chair. Westbrook pleading with her from in the ring to stop.

Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight sending a message right now! This isn't about championships. She is out to hurt Eric Price. I think he is getting that message loud and clear right now.

Shannan Lerch: What a moron, she just got herself disqualified just to get even?

Zach Davis: This is about more than wins or losses right now Shannan. This is very personal.

Sarah finally tosses the chair into the ring and hauls Eric up, rolling him into the ring as well. At this point Gravedigger, Steeltoe Joe, who apparently WAS here and various members of MS-13 including Adrian make their way out from the back.

Zach Davis: Oh come on. It's going to be another mugging! This has to stop!

Shannan Lerch: I agree. Someone needs to stop Sarah Twilight and her crazed assault. Thank goodness for Gravedigger and everyone else!

Zach Davis: UGH! You seriously need to get your head checked.

Gravedigger leads the troops as they march down the entrance ramp. However before they can reach the ring...out of nowhere from the barricade FPV, TEK and STEVE ORBIT hop the railing. Though they are GREATLY outnumbered. Gravedigger smirks as he looks to his gang and his numbers and decide to demolish the two Genesis members. The group starts to surround the trio when suddenly the crowd erupts again.

Shannan Lerch: What the hell is this?

Zach Davis: The calvary has arrived!

From the back, MORIENTES and JOHN GABLE RUSH out to the stage and rush into the mob of MS-13. Orbit, FPV and Tek join the brawl. Morientes goes straight after Gravedigger and starts nailing him with hard fists. However the MS-13 numbers are great and they begin surrounding the men individually with almost two on one odds all the way around.

Zach Davis: There's just too damn many of them! This is the way that Gravedigger and Price operate!

Shannan Lerch: If these idiots would just learn some respect they wouldn't suffer these beatings every week.

Zach Davis: Oh give it a rest!

A few of the MS-13 thugs back Gable against the main entrance wall and start hammering away at him when suddenly one of them is grabbed by the throat through the curtain. VENGEANCE emerges and hauls the thug up...CHOKESLAM! Soon after THE NINJA and even JUSTIN TURNER rush out from backstage and join the fray.

Zach Davis: Finally! The locker room has had ENOUGH! They are emptying out here tonight to put a stop to this thuggery! YES! Finally it all unwravels for Eric Price!

Turner leaps into action with some jumping kicks, catching gang members as they approach him. The Ninja as well using his martial arts style to dispatch of some of the gang members. Gable corners another near the guard rail and sends some HARD blows at him. There is chaos everywhere as Sarah looks on from the ring, surprised at how many people had come out from the back.

Shannan Lerch: This isn't fair. This is none of any of their business! Why are they all out here?

Zach Davis: It's called enough is enough!

Back in the ring, Sarah sets her sights back on Price. She has gathered the ring bell during the commotion and holds it formly in her hands. However, Steeltoe Joe has managed to slip away from the massive brawl and has made his way into the ring behind her. He has the People's Championship in his own grasp as he lines Sarah in his sights. He rushes her but...NO!

Zach Davis: ANA VALENTINE!

Shannan Lerch: Oh come on! Damn these people! UGH!

Valentine LUNGES at Joe with a hard tackle that sends him and her both through the ropes and to the outside. Sarah turns to see this happen, and this gives enough time for Adrian to pull Eric from the ring to safety. Valentine wails away at Joe on the outside, pausing momentarily to glance back at Sarah with a smile and a thumbs up.

Zach Davis: Rebellion, Genesis, Turner and Valentine with the save for Twilight! Finally the numbers have been nullified!

Shannan Lerch: This isn't right...it's just not right!

Eric is lead over the railing and into the crowd by Adrian as everyone else continues to brawl. Twilight notices that Eric has escaped as Price grins and taunts her from the crowd. However, Ortega is not quite so lucky as he gets back up dazed only to be BLASTED in the head with the ring bell by Twilight who GLARES at Eric after doing so.

Zach Davis: That dirty snake gets away unscathed again...for the most part and leaves Ortega to take the bullet.

Shannan Lerch: Davey Ortega is loyal and is ensuring Eric's safety.

Zach Davis: Riiiiight.

Sarah continues to glare at Eric as she hauls Davey back to his feet. She never once takes her eyes off of Eric as she hauls Davey up and TWILIGHT ZONE! She puts him back down. Eric's grin disappears as he watches on.

Zach Davis: I don't think she is finished.

Shannan Lerch: She's already beaten the guy up, how much more can she do?

Zach Davis: Uhm...that?

Shannan Lerch: NO! She's NUTS!

Sarah moves the ring bell to the center of the ring as she drags Ortega to it, laying his head on top of it. Eric Price is screaming at her from the crowd.

Eric Price: NO! NO! STOP!

It is now Sarah who grins as she continues to stare a hole through Eric. She grabs hold of the folding chair and slaps it against the canvas a few times just in front of the already prone Davey Ortega. Eric looks horrified from outside. Sarah raises the chair up and WHACK! She CRASHES it down over Ortega's head and there is a sickening CRACK mixed with the dulled out sounds of the ring bell gonging. Ortega twitches a few times as he rolls over after the blow, unresponsive.

Shannan Lerch: She needs to be arrested right now! RIGHT NOW!

Zach Davis: Seems like Eric doesn't like it when the tables are turned.

Meanwhile, MSS-13 has retreated along with Gravedigger and company as Eric just stands looking on from the crowd. Morientes, Gable, Vengeance, The Ninja and Turner stand outside of the ring making sure the gangs don't decide to return as FPV, Orbit, Tek and Valentine slide into the ring. Sarah maintains the chair in her hand as Orbit and FPV hoist her up on their shoulders. 'The Only One' by Evanescence begins to play. The crowd is going WILD with cheers.

Zach Davis: After MONTHS, Eric Price'ss numbers game has finally come undone. He steps into Aftermath not knowing what awaits him as Sarah Twilight will not be revealing her terms until Aftermath. Could we be looking at the next World Heavyweight Champion?

Shannan Lerch: This was only a setback. Come Sunday when it counts, Twilight will drop the ball as usual. She looks tough now, but wait and see. Eric Price will out smart her again.

Zach Davis: Whatever happens, I know one thing is for certain. This is going to be a WAR between these two and something you definitely don't want to miss! That's all the time we have tonight folks. See us live on Pay Per View next Sunday for Aftermath!

We fade out to the images of Davey Ortega lying motionless in the ring as Eric looks on, obviously unhappy.

Table of Contents

Cheetah Fighter Fights

Slam Intro

Eric Price Segment

Oblivion vs Johnny Stylez

Gravedigger Segment

Ana Valentine vs Justin Turner

Jonny Fly/Scott Savage Segment

Corey Black vs Doc Henry: Special Guest Enforcer: Adam Young

Eric Price Segment... Again!

Benjamin Atreyu vs FPV

Cheetah Attack!

Trey Reed/Grave Dancer vs Beholder/Disease

Jonny Fly/Sethcretary Segment

TV Title on the Line: Rebellion vs Pantheon: John Gable/Morientes/Ninja vs Jay Price/Jonny Fly/Skyler Striker

Brad Kane Segment

Brad Kane vs Magnus

Steve Orbit Segment

Steve Orbit vs Waylon Cash: Special Guest Referee: ???

Eric Price/Davey Ortega vs Sarah Twilight

 

Of The Week

Wrestler:
Cheetah Fighter
Match:
Rebellion vs Pantheon
Roleplay:

 

Champions

World:
Eric Price
Hardcore:
Vengeance
Television:
Skyler Striker
United States:
Jay Price
Peoples:
Steeltoe Joe
Internet:
Trey Reed
Tag Team:
Steve Orbit/Waylon Cash