Drunk and Crazy hits and we are live from the happiest city in the world, Berlin, Germany! We go to Zach and Shannan.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! We are the most jet lagged commentary team in wrestling, Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch:
Shannan Lerch: ...snore...
Zach Davis: Seriously, we've been flying around the world for several weeks now and it's starting to get to us. Our International Tour comes to a close next week in Mexico, but we have a great show tonight. Classic main event as Rebellion members John Gable and Morientes go head to head!
Shannan Lerch: Hm, huh? Okay, I'm awake. But yeah, there has been visible tension for a while between Gable and Morientes, which makes sense because we could barely understand how they were going to coexist to begin with.
Zach Davis: With the disappearance of men like Vengeance and Blizzard, Rebellion's numbers have been dwindling: if they don't solve their problems tonight it could be the end of the group. We'll see.
Shannan Lerch: We have a big match, Odin Balfore vs Skyler Striker.... and if Odin wins, he gets into the World Title match next week in Mexico!
Zach Davis: Since returning to the company, Odin has basically been harrassing Sarah and Striker. On one hand, I'd hate to see him get into a big Title match with two people that earned their spots like Striker and Sarah, but on the other hand.. I'd like to see them kick his ass.
Shannan Lerch: And how about last week's biggest revelation? Jeff Purse and Sarah Twilight....
Zach Davis: I don't know what to think, Shannan. None of it makes sense. Twilight and Purse have always been upstanding individuals, and Price is a scumbag. So to see Price right, and Twilight and Purse... wrong? My whole universe feels like it's been turned upside down.
Shannan Lerch: Oh, get over it, Zach. The guy beats the hell out of you ONE TIME and you can't get over it.
Zach Davis: Well anyway, Sarah and Jeff's girlfriend Kari are booked in a wrestling match. Kari isn't a wrestler and Sarah is our World Champion... Ugh, I can't even imagine. This is an awful situation.
Shannan Lerch: After what Scott Savage did to Christopher Kane, we've finally got Scott and Brad in a Strap Match. We're still not sure about what the hell is up with Brad and his apparent change of heart in regards to Pantheon, so maybe we'll get some answers on that?
Zach Davis: Seth has seemingly been able to slip in a few extra matches into his booking schedule, as he has his very own Bizzaro Clusterfuck match tonight. Three teams, each team composing a member of Genesis and a member of Pantheon.
Shannan Lerch: Jeff Purse is teaming with the newest Genesis member, Ana Valentine. On Twitter, Seth alluded to teaming them up because they both seem to be in love with Sarah Twilight.. hah.
Zach Davis: Yes, ha-ha, very funny. We've also got rivals Jonny Fly and Steve Orbit teaming, as well as FPV and Jay Price. I can't even imagine.
Shannan Lerch: We have Grave Dancer going one on one with Kira Sakazaki! Our resident International Champion.
Zach Davis: Huge hardcore battle royal with Oblivion as the Special Guest Enforcer. Nine wrestlers are fighting for a shot at Oblivion's belt, but only one can get it!
Shannan Lerch: And in our opener, we've got three debuts. Locomotora Desbocado, Christian Mercer, and Amory Tom!
Zach Davis: Always exciting to see some new blood, let's get to it!
Slam opens live on air with Kari Kendall seated on a steel folding chair in the middle of the ring. She has one leg crossed over the other and she is shaking it back and forth impatiently. The look on her face says it all. The woman is PISSED. She holds a microphone in her hand and is looking out amaong the crowd.
Kari Kendall: After last week.....no, we all know what happened...
She grows even angrier as she thinks about it. She looks DIRECTLY toward the entrance ramp and stands up out of the chair.
Kari Kendall: Sarah Twilight, get out here now … RIGHT NOW! I told you, I warned you last week! Get your tramp ass out here NOW! I am NOT leaving this ring until you get out here.
Zach Davis: Whoa, this was supposed to be later tonight but it looks like Kari does not want to wait any longer, she wants to get it on right now and take on Sarah Twilight. Ill advised in my opinion.
Shannan Lerch: She is not a wrestler, but I’ve heard that Mr. Eric Price has been training her for this match despite being injured, what a courageous individual.
Zach Davis: He is sick. It’s his fault this is all happening and …
“The Only One” by Evanescence starts playing as Sarah Twilight makes her way out onto the entrance ramp, microphone in hand as she carries the WCF World Title with her, the crowd cheering her loudly.
Zach Davis: And looks like Sarah Twilight, the WCF World Champion is coming out here to address Kari.
Sarah runs her fingers through her hair and looks very conflicted about the entire situation. She sighs as she looks toward the ring at Kari.
Sarah Twilight: Kari, stop. Think about what you're doing here.
Kari Kendall: Enough talking bitch, get your ass down to this ring RIGHT NOW!
Sarah begins walking toward the ring, still trying to talk some sense into Kari.
Sarah Twilight: Kari...listen. I know what you are thinking, but you're wrong. This is Eric Price we're talking about. You should know better than that.
Kari Kendall: Explain the video then … EXPLAIN IT!
Sarah Twilight: Explain it?
Sarah steps slowly into the ring. Kari grabs the steel chair she was sitting in and grips it tightly.
Sarah Twilight: I went to the club, with Jeff. You know that, we invited you. There were hundred upon hundreds of fans there. Do you not find it at all odd that Eric Price...of all people is the only person who just 'magically' comes up with some 'footage'?
This is met with a mixed reaction as people...well they just don't know what to think at this point.
Sarah Twilight: Eric is just trying to get to Jeff and I because he is a sniveling little shit who can't stand the fact that he had his ass kicked at Aftermath. Now Kari please … we’re friends … let’s calm down, let’s rationalize this … come on, put the chair down.
Kari is still holding the chair but slowly starts putting it down.
Sarah Twilight: Come on, put it down. I'm not here to fight you.
Kari is slowly putting it down until she lets it go.
Sarah Twilight: Alright, let's just head to the back. You and Jeff have a lot of talking to do and get passed this entire mess of bullshit, okay?
Kari nods with some tears welling up in her eyes as she look at Sarah. Kari finally embraces Sarah with a hug and the crowd cheers loudly. Suddenly however, Eric Price in a neck brace, leg brace with one crutch heavily limping starts making his way to the ring as the crowd immediately starts booing loudly at his presence.
Eric Price: Whoa whoa whoa, wait one minute.
Zach Davis: Ugh … it’s the devil himself, Eric Price.
Shannan Lerch: Devil himself? Zach, show some respect to this man, he is the longest reigning WCF World Champion of the modern era of WCF and an honest man.
Zach Davis: He’s just as honest as any politician I’ve ever met.
Shannan Lerch: Exactly, defines integrity he does.
Zach Davis: Guess sarcasm is lost on you.
Shannan Lerch: What’s that? Are you saying…
Zach Davis: Oh nevermind.
Eric slowly makes his way into the ring as both Sarah and Kari look at him, Sarah staring a hole right through him with anger
Eric Price: Wait one second, what the hell is this? Kari, you’re just all of a sudden going to forgive Sarah Twilight here? After what she did with your boyfriend Jeff Purse, touching him and kissing him, you saw the video and no, it was not doctored like you claim Sarah!
Kari Kendall: I don't know if I believe you, Eric. No, not anymore, I'm not sure. Sarah and I are friends.
Eric Price: Sarah is your friend? Hmm … would you feel the same if I told you that I have more footage including some where it shows your boyfriend going into Sarah’s hotel room.
Kari, still an emotional wreck after the past few weeks' events looks directly at Sarah after such an accusation. Thoughts still swirling around in her head and she is clearly confused.
Kari Kendall: What’s that?
She turns and looks at Sarah.
Kari Kendall: Sarah?
She asks with a serious, questioning tone. Sarah immediately responds as she GLARES at Eric.
Sarah Twilight: Bullshit!
Eric Price: The hell it isn’t … I have the video.
Sarah Twilight: Asshole … I’m sending you back to the hospital …
Kari, however is still confused and yet, interested in the accusations.
Kari Kendall: Wait a second, why the hell won’t you let him show the video Sarah … are you afraid of what he has?
Sarah Twilight: Hold on … you actually believe this shit?
Kari thinks about it for a moment.
Kari Kendall: Well so far, all I have to base your version on is your word, Eric however has had video footage.
Sarah Twilight: The same guy who forced himself on you? The same guy who tried to have you kidnapped? And the same piece of shit who ran Jeff down with a car?
Eric Price: No I did not run him over damn it!
Kari Kendall: You and Jeff keep saying that but the more I think about it, the more it doesn’t make sense. There’s no proof that Eric did it yet there’s proof of you and Jeff being together.
Sarah Twilight: You've gotta be fucking kidding me? This is ERIC PRICE we're talking about here!
Eric Price: Don’t listen to this pathological liar Kari … all Sarah Twilight does is look out for herself and she’ll lie about anything to get what she wants. Fact is she is with your boyfriend Jeff and is lying about it and has been doing so for weeks. Despite concrete evidence, she continues to deny the truth … are you just going to let her get away with that?
Kari looks very conflicted at this point not sure what to do
Sarah Twilight: Kari, this is bullshit. Why are we still having this conversation? Eric Price has made your life a living hell for months upon months. All I have tried to do is be there for you because of the common enemy.
Eric Price: Is she really your friend? I’ve been nothing but honest with you, she has not.
Sarah Twilight: Shut the FUCK up Eric! Enough of your bullshit!
Eric Price: You shut up Sarah, you’ve done nothing but lie to your supposed friend to get what you want.
Kari looks like she’s about to burst as Eric and Sarah continue to argue and she approaches Sarah Twilight and slaps the taste out of her mouth! Sarah looks PISSED but she uses every ounce of restraint she can to not retaliate. Kari is seething in a mix of anger and confusion. Sarah does her best to keep calm even after the slap.
Zach Davis: Oh … my … God! Kari Kendall just slapped the taste out of the mouth of Sarah Twilight!
Kari is huffing and scowling as she stares at Sarah, the images of Sarah and Jeff together, fake or not...are still running through her mind. Sarah is still keeping her cool best she can as she again tries to talk some sense into her.
Sarah Twilight: Kari...stop. I don't want to have to hurt you.
Eric Price: You show this bitch who’s boss Kari … beat the hell out of her!
Kari once again reaches back and slaps the taste out of Sarah’s mouth yet again! And Sarah's eyes narrow and go cold as she looks as if she's about to EXPLODE.
Shannan Lerch: This is not good, this is not good at all! Sarah Twilight looks downright infuriated!
Kari hauls back again and this time Sarah catches her wrist and is glaring at Kari. Kari looks a bit worried at this point but for the moment at least, Sarah is doing nothing more but holding Kari's wrist...tightly as she glares at her. Jeff Purse quickly runs down to the ring and stands between the two women as Eric looks on. Sarah finally releaases her grip on Kari's wrist as the woman backs off, though still looking pissed. Eric tries to reason with Kari to go to the back as Jeff pleads with Sarah to calm down. Eric walks over to Kari and has her step out of the ring with him.
Eric Price: That’s right Jeff, side with your new girlfriend Sarah because later tonight, I’m going to make sure that Kari beats the hell out of her. You two are nothing but liars who deserve each other!
Sarah and Jeff stay in the ring looking infuriated at Eric Price as Eric simply grins back at them as he walks to the back with Kari trying to plead with and reason with her.
Zach Davis: So let me get this straight? Eric Price is now peacekeeper? He’s nothing but a liar who’s feeding off of people’s emotions.
Shannan Lerch: He’s exposing the truth and people can’t handle it. It’s not his fault he’s such an honest man.
Zach Davis: Sarah Twilight put in a hell of a predicament having to fight her own friend as Jeff Purse is caught in the middle of this exchange … and what is this footage Eric Price speaks of … I don’t know what’s going to happen but it for sure will be explosive as Slam continues!
“Stanton Curve” from the “Unstoppable” movie soundtrack cues up. The lights in the arena dim and smoke begins to billow out around the stage. LD walks out from the gorilla position and slowly heads to the ring, following a laser light display set into the ramp made to look like train tracks. When he reaches the apron the arena lights come back up, and LD climbs the steps and enters between the ropes, moving to silently stand in his corner.
Birdman - (Money To Blow ft. Lil Wayne, Drake), I am on a 24 hour Champagne diet, spillin’ while I’m sippin’I encourage you to try it I’m probably just sayin’ that cause I don’t have to buy it The club owner supply it Boy I’m on that fly shit I am what everybody in my past don’t want me to be
Zach Davis: Where is Christian Mercer? Oh, there he is, in the ring. I didn't even pay attention to his entrance, I was just listening to the song.
"Five to One" by The Doors begins to play over the PA system and Amory Tom emerges from the back, wearing his black slacks with suspenders. He removes the suspenders as he walks down to the ring, focused on his upcoming match.
Zach Davis: And here we go!
L.D. runs at Christian Mercer, who wasn't suspecting such an early attack. Locomotora smashes him into the turnbuckle and starts hitting him with a flurry of strikes. Mercer goes down and Tom approaches them; Tom spins L.D. around and kicks him in the gut. L.D. doubles over and Tom bounces off the ropes, runs at him and hits a Neckbreaker.
Shannan Lerch: And Amory Tom comes out on top in the opening moments of the match.
Tom grabs L.D.'s head and pulls him to the middle of the ring before putting him into a Sleeper. The fans begin to try and chant L.D.'s name but the Berlin crowd never really gets too close at being correct. Regardless, Locomotora Desbocado begins to feed off their energy and works his way up. Once he's to his feet he elbows Tom several times before escaping, running to the ropes and coming back with a Big Boot!
Zach Davis: Oof!, Locomotora Desbocado just about took Amory Tom's head off!
Christian Mercer runs at L.D. from behind though and hits him with a chop block. The crowd boos as Christian stomps at L.D. and drops, going for a pin.
No!, L.D. kicks out. Christian starts choking him for several moments until the ref threatens to disqualify him.
Shannan Lerch: This Christian Mercer guy... I'll just say it. What a douche.
Christian picks L.D. up and takes him back down with a Bodyslam before going for another pin.
No!, this time Amory Tom breaks it up. Amory then lifts Christian to his feet and hits a Fisherman's Suplex into pin!
No!, L.D. breaks that one up! L.D. then grabs Amory Tom, lifts him up...
Zach Davis: Pumphandle Gutbuster! Lots of big moves, one after another!
Locomotora Desbocado drops on top of Tom and goes for yet another pin attempt.
No! Tom kicks out!
Shannan Lerch: What a series of nearfalls! But none of these three men are ready to call it quits yet.
All three lay on the mat for several moments, catching their breath. All three then begin working their way up, slowly but surely. Christian hangs back as L.D. and Amory Tom begin brawling with another, hitting sloppy strikes to one another. Finally, Tom goes for a big swing which L.D. ducks. He puts Tom in a Half Nelson... and lifts him for an Olympic Slam!
Zach Davis: I hear he calls that the Engine Driver! Familiar move!
However, Tom reverses it in mid move and lands on his feet, behind L.D. He grabs L.D. and hits a Backbreaker!
Shannan Lerch: If Locomotora Desbocado had hit that, this match would've been over, I bet. Good reversal.
Aanndd from behind Christian drops Tom with a Low Blow. Holding his groin in pain Tom drops and Christian goes for a pin.
No!, the ref stops counting, as his Christian put his feet on the ropes. Christian gets up and begins arguing with the ref.
Zach Davis: If you're going to try and cheat, arguing with the ref afterwards might not be the brightest idea.
This gives Locomotora the chance to run at him and Spear him, transitioning it into a Spinebuster!
Shannan Lerch: The Lanzarse!..
L.D. is about to go for the pin, until Amory Tom is up, who runs at him and throws the big man out of the ring. Tom grabs Mercer and lifts him up....
Zach Davis: Jackhammer!
Tom pins Christian.
Shannan Lerch: Amory Tom picks up the victory in his debut match!
Zach Davis: Good debut by Locomotora Desbocado, too. Something seemed a bit familiar about his wrestling style, so I suppose he'll fit in well here.
Scene opens backstage. Steve Orbit and Ana Valentine are sitting on a bench next to each other.
Steve Orbit: Ana, you really impressed me last week. You really doin' Genesis proud. I'm just concerned about your... you know... obsession with Sarah.
Ana Valentine: Thank you for saying that, but I'm not obsessed with Sarah. I just-- I kinda look up to her, you know? She's been so great to me. After all, it was her who invited me into Genesis.
Steve Orbit: I know, and I'll admit that was a smart move. A lot smarter than inviting... Logan... into Genesis. Listen, I'm just lookin' out for you. Sarah's not who you think she is.
Ana Valentine: ... What do you mean?
Steve Orbit: Look-- I know nobody else can see it, but I pick up on shit. I can see the signs. I know when someone is tryin' to put up a facade.
Ana Valentine: Really? So you knew Waylon was gonna turn on you?
Orbit's nostrils flare. He shakes his head, recomposing himself.
Steve Orbit: This is different, baby. Waylon had a fuckin' breakdown, couldn't nobody see that comin'. Sarah is methodical, she's smart... she's devious. Trust me, I grew up around shady ass women. Conniving, manipulative women.
Ana Valentine: Are you really comparing Sarah to a prostitute? Steve, I think I'm done here.
Ana starts to get up, but Orbit puts his arm up and sits her back down. He looks her in the eyes, and speaks softly to her.
Steve Orbit: I'm just sayin', don't get too attached to her. People like Sarah, they do whatever it takes to get what they want. They use people, and when they don't need 'em no more, they toss 'em aside. I just don't wanna see you get hurt, because I think you got a good head on your shoulders. I think you a good girl, and you mad talented. Just watch your back, aight?
Ana Valentine: Ok. I will... promise.
Steve Orbit: Aight, then. I'll see you in the ring-- and about that, no matter what happens out there, we cool. It's just last week when we was trainin' with each other. Nothin' personal, aight?
Ana smiles, before she gets up and leaves. Orbit breathes deeply and sighs, obviously stressed. Fade out.
We cut backstage to one of the many corridors of the Velodrom Arena where a very frustrated and conflicted WCF World Champion, Sarah Twilight is speaking with an equally frustrated and conflicted Jeff Purse. The conversation seems to already be in progress.
Jeff Purse: I'm trying, Sarah. I'm trying so very fucking hard here.
Sarah Twilight: You and I both. Do you even KNOW how much it took for me NOT to rip her head off? She fucking slapped me...twice!
Jeff Purse: She hasn't spoken to me in two weeks, she's hanging out with Eric...ERIC of all people! I don't even know what to do here. I tried to talk her out of it...left voicemails, everything.
Sarah sighs and shakes her head.
Sarah Twilight: I guess this match is happening...whether we like it or not.
Jeff Purse: I don't know what's in her head. She's not a wrestler.
Sarah Twilight: I don't know what to do either. If I fight her, it's going to be bad...and you know that. But I'm not just going to stand there and let her fucking slap me.
Jeff Purse: I'm not saying that. I just....man I don't know right now.
Sarah runs her hands through her hair and exhales heavily.
Sarah Twilight: This is exactly what that piece of shit wanted. ... Jeff, we're friends...and you know I don't want to hurt Kari. I'll do everything I can out there to prevent this from getting bad. Just...understand the possibility for the worst.
The two of them look pretty conflicted over this and Jeff nods, somewhat reluctantly as we cut back to ringside.
The camera view is right in front of Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch, as one of the cameramen points the camera right at the two commentators.
Zach Davis: Alright ladies and gentlemen. Our next scheduled match is a battle royal for the Number One Contendership for the WCF Hardcore Championship.
Shannan Lerch: That's right, as you can see...
The cameraman turns the camera to his left, away from the commentary table and towards the ring.
Shannan Lerch: ... the ring is empty, for now. Here in a few moments, this ring will be filled with nine wrestlers who will be willing to tear each other apart just to get a chance to undertake in the deep depths of Hell to face The Monster of Madness Oblivion for the Hardcore Championship. This match will be off the chains!! Isn't that right Davis?!?
Shannan raises her hand, waiting for Zach to respond back with a high five....
Zach Davis' face lights up with complete glee and a goofy grin, as he raises his hand. Shannan responds with dropping her hand and laughing at Zach Davis...
Shannan Lerch: Mark!! HA!! Zach you're such an easy target!! Such a tool!!
Zach Davis, with a pissed off expression across his face, just spins back around to face the ring.
Zach Davis: Whatever!!
The house lights go down, as a red lights go over the crowd. Two balls of fire come down from the rafters and hit the stage setting it ablaze. "ThunderHorse" by Dethklok begins to play, to a mix reaction from the arena.
Shannan Lerch: Well, it looks as if we are about to get this match started.
Zach Davis: And it looks we are about to have our first of nine, making their way to the ring.
The sound of a whinnying horse is heard from within the flames. As the flames die down, there in the center of the stage, is a woman dressed in black, mounted on a black horse. She taps the horse lightly and the horse goes into a light canter, as the flames roll down either side of the ramp way.
Kyle Steel: This following match will be a Hardcore Battle Royal for the number one contendership of the WCF Har-ar-ardcor-or-ore Cha-a-a-ampi-io-onshi-ip!!
Zach Davis: If this is a hardcore battle royal, where are all of the weapons? And how are the participants get to the weapons if this IS a battle royal?
Shannan Lerch: You see, Zach although this is a Battle Royal, in this kind of match with hardcore ru.... Y-YOU-YOU KNOW WHAT?!?
Zach Davis: WHAT?!?
Shannan Lerch: We just don't have the time, for me to explain to you everything! You're just gonna have to watch the match and all of your questions will be answered.
Kyle Steel: Coming to the ring, the first participant.... From Sleepy Hollow, New York... The Death Bringer... Deni-i-ise D... E-e-evi-i-i-il!!
"The Death Bringer" Denise D'evil arrives to the ring. Ms. D'Evil pulls back in the reigns, and dismounts, handing the reigns off to a stage hand to take the horse backstage. She climbs the stairs and enters
Zach Davis: It will be very interesting how Ms. D'Evil handles herself against bigger and tougher competition in this kind of match.
The lights go out in the arena and there is a fire that lights in the a circle as “Blood” by Jim Johnston begins to play.
Shannan Lerch: Zach! Uh-O-o-o-oh! You better watch out!!
Zach Davis looks at Shannan with a funny look.
Zach Davis: Why?!
Shannan Lerch: With your fear to the strange and macabre, that's all.
Zach Davis: This Voodoo DOES creep me out a tad bit.
The Velodrom Arena begins to shake from the thunderous boos coming from the crowd. As the songs starts, another fire lights in the circle and it lights up in a pattern of a “V.”
Zach Davis: I hope Mr. Fly....
Shannan Lerch: Mr. Fly?
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly? I hope that he has made sure that the fire insurance policy is current.
The lights come on and Voodoo is seen sitting in front of the fire. He stands up and starts to walk down to the ring.
Kyle Steel: The next participant hails from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighs in at 245 pounds.... THI-I-IS.... I-I-ISS-S... VOO-O-O-OOO-DOO-O-OO!!
Voodoo stops at the end of the ring and turns around and starts moving his hands as he starts to chant a spell and the fires start to rise above the ramp. Voodoo turns back to the ring and walks to the ring and crawls in and goes to the middle of the ring and sits down. Voodoo proceeds to look at the fires and begins to laugh. Zach Davis' eyes begin to roll back and he begins to convulse.
Shannan Lerch: Zach?!
Denise D'Evil crouches down and slowly approaches Voodoo, keeping at a safe distance, doing nothing but stare at Voodoo. Shannan Lerch looks at Zach with a major amount of concern, as Zach continues to convulse. Voodoo stops laughing and Zach Davis stops convulsing. Zach Davis looks confused at Shannan Lerch.
Zach Davis: What just happened?
Shannan Lerch turns her head away, acting as if nothing happened and says...
Shannan Lerch: Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Let's let's just call the match.
Zach Davis: It seems as if Ms. D'Evil is really intrigued by this odd Voodoo.
Shannan occasionally looks at Zach, with a confused, but concern look on her face. The fires dwindle down and Voodoo stands up and ignores the stares of The Death Bringer. The Memory Remains by Metallica blares through the arena's speakers...
But the Memory Remains”
Shannan Lerch: Here comes out another contender candidate.
Zach Davis: Here comes another strange individual...
Beholder walks out in his custom made jersey. Beholder turns his back to the fans and holds his arms out, to a standing ovation, with screaming and cheering fans on both sides of him. Beholder walks down the ramp hitting his chest with his right hand. The entire arena cheers for Beholder.
The crowd: BEHOLDER!! BEHOLDER!! BEHOLDER!! BEHOLDER!!!
Zach Davis: It seems as if this Berlin crowd likes this Beholder.
Shannan Lerch: We're in Germany, Zach. These people love David Hasselhoff. Of course, they're gonna embrace The Beholder as one of their own.
Kyle Steel: From Portsmouth, England... weighing in at 225 pounds... This man is The Be-e-ehol-ol-older-er-er!!
Beholder proceeds to kiss his index and fore fingers of his left hand and points to the crowd. Beholder rolls under the bottom rope goes to the nearest corner as he climbs up the turnbuckles, as sparkling pyro surround the ring. Beholder raises his arms with a determined look on his face. Beholder drops down to the mat and looks at the other two wrestlers.
Zach Davis: Who will be next to enter this battle royal?
Shannan Lerch: From what we've seen so far... GOD KNOWS!!
The lights dim down as a hush falls over the crowd. Left Behind by Slipknot proceeds to blare over the PA system as lights begin to flash.
Zach Davis: Damn it!! I hate the damn dark!!!
Kyle Steel: From places unknown.... weighing in at 190 pounds. THIS.... IS.... THE DISEA-EA-EASE!!
Zach Davis: Oh great!! Like WCF needs another deranged psychopath!!
The strobes kick on to show Disease standing in the ring, head down. Everything goes dark and silent for a moment before a very audible primal scream is heard throughout the arena. The lights return to normal to find The Disease standing in the ring, looking on at the crowd and his opponents.
"Cowboy Way" By HellYeah
Shannan Lerch: Here we go!! Business is about to pick up!!
The Lights in the arena go out.
Zach Davis: CRAP!! NO!! NOT AGAIN!!
We see the flashes 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,
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.
Kyle Steel: From Gainsville, Florida.... weighing in at 165 pounds.... He is the "High Flying Freak"... JUSTI-I-IN TUR-UR-UR-URNER-ER-ER!!
What ever you say,
Justin rolls under the bottom rope before posing for the crowd. But, quickly as he poses for the crowd, he quickly turns around and pays attention to his opponents.
Shannan Lerch: Justin Turner will add speed to this match!!
"Do me a favor" by Stone Sour starts playing as a Texas flag flies on the jumbotron and then the picture becomes a burning Alamo. Out steps Adam Young in black and red pants with black boots. He is wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt with a Texas Flag on it that reads "Don't Tread on Us". He walks towards the ring giving the fans high fives.
The crowd: BTJ!!! BTJ!! BTJ!!
Zach Davis: The Arena is going absolutely crazy!!
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 235 pounds... from Abilene, Texas; resides in Every man's broken dream... He is the Bi-i-ig Time Jerk!! A-A-ADA-A-AM Y-OU-OU-OUNG!!
Adam Young stops and salutes the fans. He gets to the ring and throws up the horns and slides into the ring. He climbs up the second turnbuckle and takes his t-shirt off and then throws it into the crowd. Adam Young drops down to the mat and immediately acknowledging his opponents, pointing at each one of them.
Zach Davis: Who will it be next to come to the ring?
The Arena goes dark, and then all simultaneously “Barton Hollow” By The Civil Wars begins to play through the audio systems. The entrance gate area and stage begins to flicker with white lights and neon blue flashes mixed in the flickers. Fog fills the gate area as Steeltoe Joe comes walking out of the midst of the fog. Joe stands on stage and plays to the crowds who are cheering for him.
The crowd: STJ!! STJ!! STJ!!
Zach Davis: First with Adam Young and now with Steeltoe Joe, my hearing won't be the same for weeks!!
Joe then walks down the ramp.
Kyle Steel: From Stockton, California... weighing in at 272 pounds.... He is The Holy Flame.... STEE-EE-EELTOE-OE-OE JOE-OE-OE-OE!!
Steeltoe Joe gets to the ring steps where he stops, does a Catholic Crucifix motion and then walks up the steps and into the ring. He climbs up two turnbuckles and does the same crucifix motion and raises his arms and points towards Heaven. STJ drops down from the turnbuckles and points to everyone of his opponents.
Zach Davis: Two more...
“Am I Psyscho” begins to play and the arena goes dark. Red and white pyro goes off from both sides of the stage. The lights come back on and there is a Cherokee Winters wearing a mask that looks like Tek’s. She starts to walk down the ramp. She gets to the bottom of the ramp and open spreads her arms wide while she smiles and the spotlights start to move all over the arena, searching for Tek. The crowd goes crazy in one area of the arena. The spotlight and camera finds the roaring crowd and there is Tek. He is making his way through the crowd.
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 225 pounds... This is The Wildcard... TE-E-EKK-K-KK!!
Shannan Lerch: With no pun intended, Tek WILL be the WILDCARD in this match- up!!!
He is slapping fan's hands as he is on the way to the ring. Tek jumps the barricade and goes to where Cherokee is standing and she helps remove the hoodie and Tek takes off his shirt and throws it into the crowd. Tek quickly gets into the ring and gets on the turnbuckle and puts his gloves together and shows his name on the gloves.
Shannan Lerch: Now, all we need is the final match participant...
The sound of a chainsaw being pull started reverberates through the arena, as The Lumberjack starts. With the start of the lyrics Buzzsaw walks out, pausing on the stage to raise a fist. As the crowd pops, he makes his way to the ring, slapping the hands of the fans.
Kyle Steel: From Anchorage, Alaska... Weighing in at 365 pounds... this... is.. BU-U-UZZSA-A-AWW BU-U-UNDY-Y-Y!!
Grabbing the top rope, he steps onto the apron, and over the top rope into the ring. As he prepares for his match, he removes his flannel shirt, revealing his muscled body.
Zach Davis: That man is a monster!!
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Monster... our Special Match Enforcer is next!!
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed Velodrom 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. "Breathe" by Prodigy begins to play. The bass like synth begin to blare out. 14 seconds later the drums come through...
BREATHE WITH ME!!
Oblivion slowly slinks out.
Zach Davis: For almost these past four years, every time I see The Monster Oblivion, IT still creeps me out.
Shannan Lerch: Yea, it does with me too!! As strange as Oblivion has been, this beast of a man still intrigues me. For all that Oblivion has been through, this madman still fights!!
The Monster, as IT continues to slink out onto the entrance stage, pulls behind IT a metal grocery cart. There's a white sign, on the side of the cart...
Shannan Lerch: What does THAT sign say?
The white sign, on the side of the grocery cart says... OBI-MART "Your one stop doom shop"
Zach Davis: HA-HA-HA!! Typical Oblivion.
Shannan Lerch: Yea... typical insanity!!
There are some scattered screams throughout the crowd. The music continues to blare out and rattles the arena.
Breathe the pressure
As Oblivion walks down the entrance ramp, the nearby cameraman notices that Oblivion is wearing thick black rubber gloves. Out of nowhere.... a small Pakistani man quickly jumps out from behind the curtains and screams out...
Shannan Lerch: WHO IN THE BLUE HELL?!?
Pakistani Obi-Mart Employee: THANK YOU... COME AGAIN!!
As quickly as he jumped out on the stage, he exited as quickly.
Shannan Lerch: What the...
Zach Davis: Who in the Hell was that?!?
Shannan Lerch: Beats the Hell out of me!! This match is starting off weird as Hell!! It just scares me that Oblivion is wearing black thick gloves as he pulls that grocery cart full of weapons.
Zach Davis: In fact, look at all of those weapons...
The camera does a close-up at the cart, which shows a metal trash can full of noticeable weapons, such as a kendo stick and a hockey stick. There are two metal chairs leaning against the trash can, inside the grocery cart. You can tell the trash can is full of tons of little surprises. But the cameraman looks down at the bottom level of the cart and shows a battery, which is connected to the metal cart.
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GO-O-OD!!!
Zach Davis: WHAT?!? WHAT DID YOU SEE, SHANNAN?!
Shannan Lerch: There is a reason why Oblivion is wearing those thick rubber gloves.... THAT CART IS ELECTRIFIED!!
Zach Davis: WHAT?!? NO WAY!!
Shannan Lerch: YES WAY!! There is a battery attached to the grocery cart and it's not for increased speed.... THAT CART IS AN ELECTRICAL WEAPON!!!
Oblivion pulls the cart around the ring, before picking up the cart and carrying it up the ring steps.
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD, SHANNAN!! Those poor people don't have a DAMN clue what they are in stored for!!
Shannan Lerch: Those "poor" people knew exactly what they were in stored for, when the match was announced!! Poor people my ass!!
Oblivion walks up onto the ring apron and picks up the cart and lifts it up and places it over the ring ropes and slightly slams it down inside the ring. All of the wrestlers step aside, until The Monster reaches to the center of the ring. Oblivion reaches inside the trash can and pulls out several assorted weapons.... KENDO STICK, TWO CRUTCHES and a HOCKEY STICK. The Monster begins to throw down things such as a cheese grater....
Shannan Lerch: A cheese grater?!?! That is going to shred up some people's skin....
Zach Davis: Especially Denise D'Evil.
Shannan Lerch: YES!!! ESPECIALLY the beautiful Ms. D'Evil.
Oblivion pulls out a staple gun.
Zach Davis: A STAPLE GUN?!?! I guess Oblivion wants these wrestlers to show how Hardcore these "Meatsacks" truly are, if they want a shot at the Hardcore Championship!!
Shannan Lerch: Oblivion truly knows what being Hardcore is all about!!!
The Monster drops two metal trash can lids, a bright red stop sign that says....
Shannan Lerch: A stop sign that says OBI?!?! WHAT?!? WAIT... WAIT A DAMN FREAKIN' SECOND?!?! Is that a barbed wired bat?!
Zach Davis: It looks as if, I think, there's a substance on that barbed wire bat.
Voodoo walks up to the barbed bat and looks at the substance....
Voodoo: WHAT THE HELL?!? THAT BAT IS SOAKED IN SALT WATER!!
Zach Davis: SALT WATER?!?!? Are you kidding me?!?
Shannan Lerch: That salt is gonna burn into the welts, scrapes, and lacerations on these people!! Oblivion is one sick, demented son of a bitch!!
Oblivion drops a hand sized small sack onto the mat. The Disease walks over to the small bag and opens it up.
The Disease: There are tacks in there!!
Disease proceeds to pour the tacks all over the ring. All the wrestlers begin to step back and all of them have worried looks on their faces. Oblivion proceed to pull out more street signs, a strand of barbed wire and a large snow shovel...
Shannan Lerch: BARBED WIRE?!?! A LARGE SNOW SHOVEL?!? WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL?!? IT EVEN SAYS ON THE SHOVEL... MR. PLOW!!
Oblivion pulls out metal picket signs that have paper on them that say.... "FEED THE MONSTER!!" "BEWARE OF THE DARKNESS!!" "Believe in Oblivion!!" One by one Oblivion pulls out something so disgusting that the curious wrestlers, that were looking on, are now stepping back....
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!!! ERPP-PP!! GONNA GET SICK!!! ARE THOSE DIAPERS?!?!
Shannan Lerch: Apparently full crappy diapers!! Full to the brim crappy diapers!!
PLOP!! PLOP!! PLOP!! PLOP!!
Some of the full diapers, the contents inside the diapers proceed to seep out.
Zach Davis: Oh great!! Did anyone think about this when they made Oblivion special enforcer in this match?!? We all knew that Oblivion was gonna come up with all kinds of crazy crap!!
Shannan Lerch: Crap!! Ha!! Now, THAT'S funny!!
Zach Davis: There's crap, sticky, stinky nasty ass crap seeping everywhere. People will start tracking that everywhere!!
Shannan Lerch starts to chuckle.
Shannan Lerch: Oh-h-h. This match is gonna be absolutely awesome!!
Zach Davis: You think?!
Shannan Lerch: You wait and see, Zach!! You wait and see!!
Oblivion proceeds to pull out.... not one, not two, not three, but several mouse traps. Strategically placing them on the mat.
Zach Davis: Oblivion is placing mouse traps in the ring. Look!! Everyone is trying not to step on them!!!
Oblivion smiles as he pulls out a toy gun and what appears to look like a heavy boxing glove.
Shannan Lerch: Um, why is that boxing glove look so heavy?!
Zach Davis: I guess we'll find out soon enough!!
Oblivion then smiles from ear to grin, as he looks around...
Shannan Lerch: OH NO... WHAT THE HELL NOW?!?
Oblivion pulls out a VERY LARGE stained jock strap.
Zach Davis: WHAT?!? A JOCK STRAP?!? WHY?!? THAT'S NOT WRESTLING!!
Shannan Lerch: But, that's hardcore!!
The crowd begins to chuckle and even laugh. Several wrestlers stumble backwards, coughing their heads off while covering their mouths. Some wrestlers are holding their noises, trying not to get sick!!
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GO-O-O-OD!!
Zach Davis: Is that Vick's Vapor rub I smell on that very large jock strap!!
Oblivion is laughing IT's head off as IT plops down the Vick's vapor rubbed jock strap down to the mat. IT pulls out two extra large Mallets. Oblivion slams one onto the mat and....
Shannan Lerch: AW-W-W-W C'MON!! TWO SQUEAKING LARGE MALLETS!?!?
As Oblivion grabs the metal trash can he pulls out what seems like the very last item....
Zach Davis: WHOA!! EW-W-W-W-W GROSS!! IS THAT A GREEN MOLDY FOOT LONG SUB SANDWICH?!?
Shannan Lerch: No!! It's a half eaten green moldy foot long sandwich!!
Oblivion takes a bite out of the green moldy sandwich. The nearby crowd cringes with disgust. Zach's face expands, as he quickly holds his right index finger to his mouth, preventing himself from throwing up.
Zach Davis: This match will have street signs, staple guns, kendo and hockey sticks!!
Shannan Lerch: Trash cans, tacks, metal chairs, a cheese grater.
Zach Davis: Don't forget mouse traps, a toy gun, rubber mallets, Vick's vapor rubbed jock strap.
Shannan Lerch: A-a-a-and shitty diapers!!
Zach Davis: Oh yes. don't want to forget about those crappy diapers.
Oblivion takes the metal trash can to the center of the ring, stepping over the mouse traps.
Steeltoe Joe: OW!!
Zach Davis: Apparently Steeltoe Joe has already triggered one mouse trap off!!
Shannan Lerch: What else could Oblivion have up IT's sleeves for these people?!
With the trash can in one bloody gloved hand, Oblivion pulls out a jarate full of a yellow liquid, with something brown floating in it.
Shannan Lerch: EEE-EW-W-W-WWW-W!! THAT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING!!!
Oblivion slowly places the jarate in the center of the ring. The Monster throws down the trash can onto the mat. The Monster leaves the ring and walks over to Kyle Steel, at the time keeper's table...
Oblivion: ALRIGHT, BITCHES... LET'S GET THIS MASSACRE STARTED!!
Oblivion rings the bell.
Shannan Lerch: With traditional hardcore weapons and some... well, nontraditional and very weird "weapons" inside that ring... THIS MATCH IS UNDERWAY!!!
Zach Davis: I just hope no one trips over and shatters that jar of piss, God knows what that brown thing is in that jar.
Shannan Lerch: OH-H-H-H WE-E-E-E KNOW!!
As everyone scatters around the ring, staring and looking at all of the weapons inside the ring.....
Zach Davis: There it goes....
SNAP-SNAP!! SNAP!!! SNAP!! SNAP-SNAP-SNAP!!
Shannan Lerch: Mouse traps flying everything!! DAMN YOU OBLIVION!!!
Denise D'Evil: OW!! SON OF BITCH!!
A mouse trap hangs off her finger!! Several mouse traps are hanging on several wrestler's ring attire. Some people scream out in pain. The Disease and Voodoo grab for chairs, but they brush up against the shopping cart....
The Disease: OWWWW!! MOTHERFUCK!!!
Voodoo: DAMN IT!! WHAT THE FUCK?!?!
The electrified shopping cart is being attempted to be moved....
The Disease and Voodoo have dropped their chairs. Tek and Steeltoe Joe throw their arms up in the air, as they get zapped!! Denise D'Evil slams a boot into the mid-section of Justin Turner. Tek goes after a rubber mallet but realizes that this particular mallet is heavy...
Zach Davis: Why does Tek have an evil grin on his face while he is holding that squeaky rubber mallet?!
Shannan Lerch: Tek must of not eaten his Wheaties today, because he is struggling to swing that toy squeaky mallet....
Zach/Shannan: WHAT... THE... HELL?!?!?
Zach Davis: THAT mallet WAS real?!?
Shannan Lerch: Apparently so!!
Zach Davis: Voodoo is down and not moving!! Steeltoe Joe grabs for The Disease and stomps down onto his mid-section...
Zach Davis: An exchange between Steeltoe Joe and The Disease, back and forth.
Shannan Lerch: Steeltoe Joe slams The disease onto the mat!!
That slams sets off a few more mousetraps.
Zach Davis: The Disease gets up, screams out before charging back at Steeltoe Joe!!
Shannan Lerch: BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!
The Disease lands hard onto the mat. Disease arches his back in pain. The crowd goes absolutely crazy. As the atmosphere was already at an explosive level.
Buzzsaw Bundy roars out and charges at Denise D'Evil and Adam Young...
The crowd: OUUU-U-U!!
Shannan Lerch: HOLY SHIZNITT!! Buzzsaw Bundy just collided with Adam Young with a modified body avalanche, wrapping his massive rams around the shoulders, neck, and head of The Savior Adam Young!!
Both Justin Turner and The Beholder both glance and the pile of weapons....
Zach Davis: Out of nowhere, both Turner and Beholder make a mad dash to the stockpile of weapons!!
Justin turner grabs for the kendo stick, as Beholder grabs for a hockey stick...
Shannan Lerch: Both men are walloping each other with their weapons!!
With each strike both wrestlers cringe with pain.
Zach Davis: Small welts are showing on both of their bodies!!
Buzzsaw Bundy grabs for the stop sign and he proceeds to....
Shannan Lerch: Justin Turner... DOWN!!
Zach Davis: Beholder down!!
Shannan Lerch: Denise D'Evil... DOWN!!
CLANG!! CLANG!! CLANG!!
Zach Davis: TEK!! VOODOO!! ADAM YOUNG!! THEY'RE DOWN TOO!! BUZZSAW BUNDY IS GOING CRAZY!!
On the outside, of the ring, Oblivion smiles as IT yells words of encouragement....
Oblivion: THAT'S RIGHT BIG MAN... KISS ALL-LL-L OF THEIR ASSESS!! HERE'S YOUR REWARD!!
Oblivion tosses more mousetraps into the ring!!
SNAP!! SNAP!! SNAP-SNAP!!
The mousetraps are being set off as they collide with Buzzsaw Bundy's massive body. This enrages the big man and he yells at Oblivion...
Buzzsaw Bundy: MIND YOUR OWN DAMN BUSINESS!!
Oblivion yells back, as IT holds up the Hardcore title....
Oblivion: THIS IS IT'S BUSINESS AND SO IS THIS MATCH...By the way, Bundy...
Buzzsaw Bundy: WHAT?!?!
Oblivion: Watch your ass!!
Buzzsaw Bundy: WHA-A-A-A...?!?!
Right as Bundy turns around The Disease and Steeltoe Joe, with chairs in their hands approach Buzzsaw Bundy. The disease charges at Bundy...
The Disease: AHHH-H-H-H-H-H!!
Shannan Lerch: Buzzsaw Bundy just smacked the street sign on top of the cranium of The Disease!!
Bundy looks down at The Disease.
Buzzsaw Bundy: STAY DOWN!!
Oblivion: UH-OH!! BIG MAN... WATCH OU-OU-OUT!!
Steeltoe Joe tap the right shoulder of Buzzsaw Bundy.
Steeltoe Joe: You forget about me?!
Zach Davis: STJ just knocked down Buzzsaw Bundy with that explosive chair shot to the head.
At that time, both Justin Turner and Beholder stand up. Turner takes off towards the ropes and flies into the air.
Shannan Lerch: Justin Turner springboards off the ropes and....
Zach Davis: Corkscrew dropkick!!!!!
Justin Turner kips up....
Shannan Lerch: Steeltoe Joe clobbered Justin Turner with that damn chair!!
STJ looks down at turner with a wicked smile. Denise D'Evil creeps up behind STJ...
Zach Davis: Ms. Death Bringer taps Steeltoe Joe on the shoulder.
Shannan Lerch: I don't think that's a good idea, since Steeltoe Joe has a chair in his hands.
STJ turns quickly and sings the chair wildly...
Zach Davis: Steel Toe misses with the chair.
Zach Davis' face tightens up.
Zach Davis: OW!! THAT LOOKED AS IF THAT HURT!!
Shannan Lerch: LOW BLOW!! Denise D'Evil got Steel Toe Joe!!
White powdery smoke is everywhere, as everyone in the ring coughs.
Zach Davis: <COUGH!> Deni-<COUGH!!> Damn it! <cough!> Denise D'Evil cold cocked Steeltoe Joe with that boxing glove. Apparently, that was an explosive boxing glove.
Shannan Lerch: WATCH OU-OU-OU-U-U-U-UTTT-T-TT!!
Buzzsaw Bundy slams himself against Ms, D'Evil. Bundy picks up The Death Bringer...
Zach Davis: Buzzsaw bundy is gonna kill Denise D'Evil
Buzzsaw puts Denise D'Evil into a powerbomb position and glances down at the mat...
Shannan Lerch: There is a chair!! OH MY GOD!! BUZZSAW BUNDY ISN'T GOING TO POWERBOMB DENISE D'EVIL ON THAT CHAIR?!?
Buzzsaw picks up Ms. D'Evil...
Shannan Lerch: NO-O-O-O-O-O!!
Zach Davis: O-O-O-OHH-H-H MY-Y-Y GOD!! BUZZSAW BUNDY JUST KILLED DENISE D'EVIL!!
Oblivion: YES!! ABSOLUTELY AWESOME!!
The Death Bringer lies motionless lying on the chair. Bundy raise up his arms and screams out a primal yell...
Buzzsaw Bundy: ARRRRRRRRRGH!! NO ONE CAN STOP ME-E-E-E!!!
The Disease, Beholder, and Voodoo creep up behind the big man with several items in their hands.
Shannan Lerch: What is Beholder doing?!
Zach Davis: Apparently getting down on his hands and knees.
Shannan Lerch: WHAT FOR?!?!
With Beholder down on all fours, The Disease comes up running and leaps off Beholder and....
The toy gun shatter into a million pieces and a small laceration appears across the forehead of Buzzsaw Bundy. Voodoo drops down and The Disease takes off, with an object in HIS hands. The Disease bounces off the ropes and flies across the ring. Disease jumps up on Voodoo....
Zach Davis: I think that laceration has gotten bigger after that kendo stick shot from The Disease. Here comes Tek...
Shannan Lerch: NO-O-O!! NO!! NO!! THAT'S DOWN RIGHT NASTY!!
Tek slams the Vick's vapor rub laced jock strap across the face of Buzzsaw Bundy!!
Zach Davis: Here comes Adam Young...
Shannan Lerch: Adam Young just stapled the jock strap to the bloody head of Buzzsaw Bundy!
Steeltoe Joe and Voodoo with a chair in their hands...
One chair shot after another, STJ and Voodoo smashes their chair against the skull of Buzzsaw Bundy!!
The Disease comes from out of nowhere and slams the cheese grater against the skulls of Steeltoe Joe and Voodoo.
Zach Davis: Grabs the head of Steeltoe Joe and is... OH MY-Y-Y- GOD!! Disease is scraping the cheese grater against the head flesh of STJ!!
Voodoo approaches The Disease, but The Disease quickly turns around and stuns Voodoo with a spinning kick to the head.
Shannan Lerch: Voodoo drops to his knees. The disease has that damn cheese grater!!
The Disease proceeds to scrape the cheese grater side to side on the forehead of Voodoo.
Zach Davis: The Disease is turning the head of Voodoo into shredded beef!!
Denise D'Evil hobbles over quickly to The Disease and leaps into the air....
Shannan Learch: Roundhouse kick to the back of the head of The Disease!! OH CRAP HERE COMES BEHOLDER!!
Shannan Lerch: Super kick!!
Denise D'Evil flies over the top rope.
Zach Davis: She's hanging in for dear life!!
Shannan Lerch: But, Tek dropkicks her!!
But no!, she avoids the Dropkick and gets back into the ring.
Voodoo comes running at Tek, but Tek drops down and Voodoo flies over the top rope.
Shannan Lerch: Voodoo HAS been eliminated... NO-O-O!! Voodoo has landed on the ring apron. But here comes Justin Turner with two chairs.
Turner tosses one chair to Tek and they both throw their chair at Voodoo, then...
Zach Davis: Double drop kicks with chairs in the face of Voodoo!!
Voodoo falls and lands with both feet touching the mats ringside.
Kyle Steel: VOODOO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
Steeltoe Joe and Adam Young are fighting in the center of the ring!!
Zach Davis: Both men are fighting tooth and nail!!
Shannan Lerch: Standing dropkick by Adam Young. Steeltoe Joe drops to the ground!!
Adam Young quickly responds with by running over to STJ and grabbing his arm...
Zach Davis: FUJIWARWA ARM BAR!!
Steeltoe Joe reverses it and...
Shannan Lerch: Clothesline!!
STJ grabs for the the real large mallet!
Zach Davis: Steeltoe Joe swings that very large mallet...
Shannan Lerch: Joe misses. Nothing but mat!!
Zach Davis: Drop toe hold by Adam Young on Steeltoe Joe.
Young grabs for the hockey stick....
THWACK!! THWACK!! THWACK!!
Steeltoe Joe: AHHHHH! UGH!!
Shannan Lerch: What's Oblivion doing?!?
D'Evil, Beholder and the Disease face off. Oblivion tosses in three more chairs...
Zach Davis: All three competitors are pummeling each other with those chairs into a bloody mess!!
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of a bloody mess and without that damn jock strap on his head, is Buzzsaw Bundy!!
Bundy slams the staple gun on the back of head of Beholder.
Zach Davis: And now Disease get whacked on the back of the head with the same staple gun!!
Bundy has two signs in his hand, with the staple gun in the other...
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!! BUZZSAW BUNDY JUST STAPLED THOSE OBLIVION SIGNS TO THE HEADS OF THE DISEASE AND THE BEHOLDER!!!
Blood streams down the face of both The Disease and The Beholder, from behind the Oblivion signs. Buzzsaw Bundy grabs the metal trash can and smashes it against the electrical shopping cart, which causes the cart to slam up against The Disease and The Beholder. While both men feel the effects from the electrical cart, Denise D'Evil runs at both me and double clothesline them both out, of the ring....
Kyle Steel: Both The Disease and The Beholder have been eliminated!! By Denise D'Evil!
Adam Young and Justin turner face off.
Zach Davis: What does Adam Young have hiding behind him?
Shannan Lerch: NEVERMIND THAT!! TEK IS APPRAOCHING THEM BOTH!!
Justin turner turns around to see who was approaching them, but...
Zach Davis: Adam Young spins Justin Turner around and...
Shannan Lerch: Whatever was left with that powder in that boxing glove has gotten into the eyes of Justin Turner. Adam Young has just slammed that boxing glove across the skull of Turner.
The crowd: OH!! OUU-UU!!
Young smashes the cheese grater into the head of Justin Turner.
Zach Davis: Justin turner looks dazed and confused!!
Shannan Lerch: What's Adam Young doing?
Zach Davis: It looks like he's setting up for the...
Zach Davis: THE LAST RITES!!
Shannan Lerch: Adam Young grabs Justin Turner...
Kyle Steel: Justin turner has been eliminated!!
Buzzsaw Bundy see all three of Tek, Steeltoe Joe, AND Adam young staring at him...
Buzzsaw Bundy: RAW-W-AW-AWRR-R-R!!
Bundy flexes his muscles, trying to intimidate all three, but it doesn't work. With a chair in the hands of STJ and Tek...
Shannan Lerch: Steeltoe Joe and Tek and are pounding down a bloody Buzzsaw Bundy with those chairs.
Buzzsaw Bundy stumbles around, almost falling over the top rope...
Zach Davis: WHOA!! Buzzsaw Bundy almost fell out the ring!!
Adam Young rushes over Buzzsaw and...
Shannan Lerch: Adam Youn has just nailed Buzzsaw Bundy with a metal trash can...
Buzzsaw Bundy stumble and is pushed over the top rope. Bundy lands ringside...
Kyle Steel: Buzzsaw Bundy has been elimina...
Zach Davis: Steeltoe Joe grabs the back of Tek's trunk and tosses him over the top rope.
Kyle Steel: Both Buzzsaw Bundy and Tek HAVE been eliminated.
Shannan Lerch: Now, all that is remaining is Steeltoe Joe, Adam Young and Denise D'Evil!
Young runs at Denise, who ducks a Clothesline, grapples him....
Zach Davis: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE! SHE HITS IT!
She then quickly picks Young up and throws him out of the ring! Joe runs at her... she ducks down and hits a Back Bodydrop-
Shannan Lerch: JOE FLIES OVER THE TOP!
Zach Davis: I DON'T BELIEVE IT! DENISE D'EVIL WINS!
Zach Davis: WHERE'S OBLIVION GOING?! THE MATCH IS OVER!!
Oblivion slides into the ring. Oblivion walks to the center of the ring.
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!! OBLIVION HAS JUST GRABBED THAT GLASS JAR OF SOME KIND OF YELLOW LIQUID AND SOME BROWN STUFF IN THERE!!
Zach Davis: Face it, Shannan!! Just say it. It's a jar of piss and shit!! And Oblivion has it in IT's hand!!
Oblivion approaches D'Evil and taps their shoulder. D'Evil turns around and...
The crowd groans as the jar of piss and shit gets smashed over the head of D'Evil. The Arena complete goes off hinged as the crowd explodes, cannot believe what they just saw!!
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GAW-AW-AW-AWDD-DDD-DD!! OBLIVION SMASHED THAT JAR OF PISS ALL OVER DENISE D'EVIL.
Oblivion stands over D'Evil with IT's right foot on their chest. Oblivion raises up IT's WCF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Oblivion roars out!!
Zach Davis: Denise is in BI-I-IG trouble!! Oblivion has defiantly made a statement tonight!
Shannan Lerch: We've got Oblivion vs Denise at the PPV. Keep in mind, Denise outlasted eight other men to win that shot, though, so she's damn tough! And hopefully someone in charge makes sure there isn't any more body fluids in the next match.. ugh.
The ring is shown very well decorated with black carpeting, an Eric Price logo in the center as a large wooden desk adorns one corner of it, a large executive, leather chair behind it. On the side of the desk are two smaller lounge chairs for guests as a large TV monitor is behind the desk as well.
Zach Davis: Well folks … ugh … this is disgusting.
Shannan Lerch: Since clearly you’re biased and won’t tell the folks what’s happening, I will. Folks, the ring is being setup for the return of Mr. Eric Price’s “Price Check” interview show.
Zach Davis: A tribute to one man’s never ending ego.
Shannan Lerch: He’s simply a connoisseur of the truth.
Zach Davis: Connoisseur? Since when do you know big words like that? Is Eric Price telling you what to say?
Shannan Lerch: Not at all Zach, why would he be instructing me on what to parl … let’s see … parl…
Zach Davis: Are you reading a card?
Shannan Lerch: Shut up!
“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing over the speaker system of the Velodrom Arena as the Berlin crowd immediately starts booing loudly knowing that none other than Eric Price is coming out to the ring at this point. He steps out from behind the curtain with a leg brace, a neck brace still, a black suit with a burgundy suit and tie, and crutches as he makes his way down to the ring noticeably limping.
Zach Davis: And … oh come on, is he still saying he’s injured. I bet he’s faking.
Shannan Lerch: How could you doubt a man of integrity like him? He was telling the truth about Jeff Purse and Sarah Twilight wasn’t he?
Zach Davis: That’s inconclusive. Nonetheless, Eric Price out here with some protection, and after the stunt he pulled last week, he probably needs it.
Shannan Lerch: Inconclusive? You saw the video footage Zach, the world say it and it clearly showed Jeff and Sarah feeling each other up and kissing.
Zach Davis: Many however are saying that Eric Price simply hired actors to play those roles and they are good look alikes but that it’s not really them.
Shannan Lerch: Who is this many people Zach? I’d like to talk to these “many people”.
Zach Davis: Nevertheless we roll on here with “The Price Check” as Eric Price steps or should I say, hobbles, limps his way into…
Shannan Lerch: Zach please … some respect for God’s sake … the poor, valiant man is injured yet he shows up every week to Slam like the courageous individual that he is.
The music dies down as the crowd continues to boo loudly and Eric takes a seat in the large leather chair behind the desk, putting his crutches at the side as he gestures at the crowd to simmer down.
Eric Price: Shhhh!!! Please.
Crowd continues to boo
Eric Price: Ahem! My name is Mr. Eric Price and I would like to welcome you this evening to the return of my talk show “The Price Check!” As you can see, we have the ring well decorated, the Price Check logo on my monitor here and before we get started, I’d like to remind all of you that not only am I an honest man but last week, I exposed the relationship between Jeff Purse and Sarah Twilight. Despite being injured by that no good piece of trash Jeff Purse, I am still here each and every week because I wouldn’t dare deprive you of seeing the greatest WCF Wrestler of all time and the longest reigning WCF World Champion of WCF’s modern era!
Crowd continues to boo loudly
Zach Davis: Ugh … please, spare us the self-aggrandizing nonsense!
Shannan Lerch: All facts Zach, all facts!
Eric Price: Now many of you may have seen that I spoke to Steve Orbit last week and we were talking business. I know he’s recently had some issue with Genesis and Sarah Twilight bringing in Logan as we were shown last week. Obviously, he was kept from this but for what reason … only one reason … because they’re looking to replace Mr. Orbit, a great competitor! Now then, with that in mind, please welcome my guest at this time, he is a former US Champion, former tag team champion, former TV Champion, Steve Orbit!
“Flashlight” by Parliament Funkadellic starts playing over the speaker system of the arena as the crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos to Steve Orbit who emerges from the backstage area.
Zach Davis: And Steve Orbit making his way out to the ring here, still not sure what the deal is between Eric Price and Steve Orbit.
Shannan Lerch: To be honest, no one around the locker room really knows. Rumors have been circulating about but no one has any near idea of what’s happening or what their arrangement is here but I suppose we’ll be finding out tonight.
Steve Orbit steps into the ring and shakes hands with Eric Price who clearly in pain stands up and shakes Orbit’s hand. As both men shake hands, the mixed reaction turns into mostly boos. Orbit takes a seat in the lounge chair closest to the desk as Price sits back down.
Eric Price: Well Mr. Orbit … Steve, welcome to The Price Check! Now, as of late, you’ve had some issues with Genesis … particularly with one Sarah Twilight. I don’t want to constrict you obviously but what exactly has been the problem between you and her as of late. In my view, it seems that ever since she illegitimately became World Champion, it’s gone to her head.
Steve Orbit: There ain't no problem between me and her. The problem is Sarah Twilight, period. Franky and Speede invited her into Genesis to be a part of the group. Now she's pullin' strings, makin' decisions behind everybody's back-- she's tryin' to take over the group, Eric, and she ain't doin' it for nobody but herself. She wants Genesis to be a bunch of fuckin'... Sarah Twilight groupies. Like if we was a band, she wants it to be "Sarah Twilight and the Genesises", you feel what I'm sayin'?
Eric nods. The crowd boos. Orbit looks a bit agitated at this, but continues nonetheless.
Steve Orbit: Let me tell you somethin', Eric. I KNOW women. Aight? I know every single nook and crevice inside the female mind, you know what I'm sayin'? A bitch can't hide shit from me. Sarah Twilight has an agenda. She's making moves in a certain way... can't nobody else see it, but I can. And the real problem is-- she knows that I know. She knows I can see right through her. And that's where the real mother fuckin'... issue, exists. That's why she's tryin' to turn the group against me, because she don't want me to expose her.
Eric Price: Now what of her relationship with Jeff Purse? Or does she still deny it?
Steve Orbit: Oh yeah, they "just friends". Homie, you know how many times I got caught with a girl, and said we were "just friends"?
The crowd still with a mixed reaction for Orbit.
Steve Orbit: "Just friends" don't mean shit. I know what I saw-- we all know what we saw. She's full of shit. I don't know why she gotta steal somebody else's man, though, that shit's fucked up. Kari got every right to whoop her ass, and I hope she does. Sarah deserves it, somebody need to put her in check. But I'll tell you what else, at the end of the day-- she usin' Jeff Purse, just like she use everybody else, straight up. She don't care about nobody else but herself, and that is the truth.
Eric Price: Now I understand that last week, Genesis added Logan to the group yet you were not informed of this beforehand. They left you of the selection process … more specifically, Sarah Twilight brought him in and left you out of the loop.
Steve Orbit: Of course I was left out of the decision. In my opinion, the decision was made with the intention of distancing me from the group. Sarah brought Logan in as this "big surprise", but the only reason it was a surprise was because she done knew nobody else would be OK with it. Sure, I'm the only one with a real, personal issue with Logan, but as a group, we should have at least been able to, you know, have a discussion about how it would affect us as a group to bring in this individual. But like I said, Sarah don't care about the group. As long as the spotlight is on her, and as long as everybody is doin' what she wants, that's all she give a shit about.
Eric Price: And that’s what brings us here tonight. You see, Steve and I have been talking and it seems that Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse both continue to lie to us about their sordid love affair but tonight we bring to you a man who has even more evidence that proves that what I’m saying is true as well as proving that what Steve is saying is true and the message is clear that Sarah Twilight is not to be trusted. So without further ado, please welcome an old friend of mine, he is a former WCF Tag Team Champion, ladies and gentlemen … Jonathan Jakobs!
Zach Davis: What?
Shannan Lerch: What?!
All of the lights in the arena dim simultaneously... Next, a massive pulsing light pierces through the vicinity as a barrage of pyrotechnics erupt. Smoke pours from the stage in the midst of various colors & hues. "Rich As Fuck" by Lil’ Wayne featuring 2 Chainz pumps from the speakers as Jonathan Jakobs emerges from behind the curtains. He briefly stops to absorb all of the boos coming from the angry crowd, embracing every bit of it. Jonathan strides confidently down to the ring surveying the crowd, sharply dressed in a fine cut business suit.
Zach Davis: This is a man we have not seen for nearly a year now and all of a sudden he reemerges here … tonight?
Shannan Lerch: Well remember, he was Mr. Eric Price’s former tag team partner when they were known as “The Benefactors” but what is he doing here tonight.
Zach Davis: Well as we heard both Eric Price and Steve Orbit say, they had talks with this man and he has now come back to WCF because of their talks … guess this was the business they were talking about.
Jonathan Jakobs steps into the ring and shakes hands with Steve Orbit and then with Eric Price as he sits in the lounge chair further away from the desk and both Orbit and Price take their seats again as well.
Eric Price: Welcome back Mr. Jakobs … Jonathan … been a while since you’ve been seen on WCF TV! Now as I understand it, you have some evidence to show us but before we get to that, tell us, what have you been up to … tell the world what you’ve been up to because we know but I doubt they do.
Crowd continues to boo the proceedings as Eric looks at the crowd in disgust.
Eric Price: Just a second. Hey … you people need to shut up right now and show some respect as I conduct my show here. Do you understand? I know you’re nothing but a bunch of racist, neo-nazi, xenophobes here in Berlin but please show some respect to my esteemed guests here.
The crowd starts throwing garbage in the ring at this point, booing very loudly at what Eric Price is saying.
Eric Price: Ruhig, ich bin noch im Gespräch... jetzt dann, zeigen einige Bitte respektieren und euren Mund schließen Sie Nazis!
The crowd is livid at this point as he just called them Nazis again.
Zach Davis: And this crowd is completely on Eric Price now as he has called then Nazis again … very disrespectful behavior by this sick individual.
Shannan Lerch: No comment.
Eric Price: Now Jonathan, please tell us what you’ve been up to.
Jonathan Jakobs: Thank you Eric. Well, after our illustrious run as the Tag Team Champions ended, I took a hiatus from the world of wrestling. For those of you who don’t know, Eric and I own four prominent night clubs in four major cities across the United States. The process of building world-renowned establishments from ground zero is tedious and takes a lot of time and dedication. Simply put, I wasn’t used to administering various multi-million dollar businesses at once like my good friend Eric here. It became strenuous, so I chose to sacrifice my love for wrestling for the sake of business and it all worked out for the best, I’m richer than I’ve ever been… BUT, I’m seriously contemplating a return to the WCF….
The crowd erupts with boos.
Zach Davis: Did you hear that!?! Jonathan Jakobs is debating on making a comeback.
Shannan Lerch: I don’t trust this one bit Zach… Eric Price, Steve Orbit, Jonathan Jakobs all in the same ring. Something isn’t right about this.
Jonathan Jakobs: I wouldn’t get too excited just yet people, I said that I was contemplating a return, nothing is official as of now. Enough about me though, let’s get to the issue at hand.
Eric Price: Now for what we came for, the video footage! Jonathan, I understand this was captured at a local hotel a few days ago, is that correct?
Jonathan Jakobs: Yes, in this footage, you will see that Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse really do have some sort of affair going on.
Eric Price: Without further ado, roll the footage!
The large monitor starts rolling video footage.
Eric Price: So what are we seeing here … a laundry room? What’s Ana Valentine doing in there?
Jonathan Jakobs: (Smiling) Oh I apologize for that, that’s footage of something else, we were just testing the cameras, you know how that can be. Let’s proceed…
The footage switches to a scene in the hotel lobby.
Jonathan Jakobs: Now, if you look there, you will see Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse walking in together and they’re holding hands.
Eric Price: Holding hands … hmm … and they’re walking toward the elevator. Jeff looks like he’s leaving but … oh no, Sarah is telling him to get in the elevator with him and he does.
Jonathan Jakobs: Now this next scene takes place at the door to Sarah Twilight’s room in the hotel.
The scene switches yet again on the monitor to show the entrance to Sarah Twilight’s hotel room.
Eric Price: And let’s see, so Jeff Purse and Sarah Twilight are now approaching Sarah’s room, she opens the door and stands at its entrance. Sarah and Jeff are talking … can we get audio?
Jonathan Jakobs: Unfortunately, we could only get video.
Eric Price: That’s too bad, I would love to have heard what they are saying. Wait, what are they doing? Are they … hugging … hmm … just friends, huh?
Zach Davis: It’s not like they’re kissing, just hugging. Friends hug.
Shannan Lerch: Oh please, you’re so naïve.
Eric Price: Jeff is leaving but wait, is Sarah inviting him into her room. Why yes, yes she is.
Jonathan Jakobs: And as you can see, Jeff goes into the room with Sarah holding her hand as they shut the door.
The footage stops
Zach Davis: Oh come on! That was a clearly biased narrating there. That footage was hardly that cut and dry!
Shannan Lerch: You just want to put down everything that Eric does, don't you? The man is trying to exposed thesse disgusting lies and you can't be objective!
Zach Davis: Objective? You call that narrating objective? What we just watched was HARDLY as iron clad and incriminating as they are calling it as.
Eric Price: Hmm…so Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse together in a hotel room … and they claim nothing is going on, huh?
“The Only One” by Evanescence starts playing all of a sudden as the crowd erupts in cheers as Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse make their way to the top of the entrance ramp. The cheers quickly turn to boos as they realize that these two, well...aren't quite who they were expecting.
Zach Davis: Oh come ON! That is NOT Sarah Twilight!
Shannan Lerch: What? Of course it's her! And oh wait, looks like she isn’t coming alone … oh how convenient, her boyfriend Jeff Purse is with her!
Zach Davis: That is NOT Jeff Purse either!
In fact as we look up the ramp, we can see that the two on stage really don't even look anything much like Jeff or Sarah. It appears as though Eric has hired Tara Moonlight from the Wednesday show and gotten some guy in a BMX helmet that is covering most of his face. Though from what we can see, it is clear that this man is not Jeff Purse by any stretch of the imagination.
Zach Davis: Oh please, I know you buy Eric Price’s crap but they are just friends. Nothing more.
Shannan Lerch: Again Zach, you are so naïve.
Eric Price: Well look at this, we have the two lovers right there.
Tara Moonlight reads off of a cue card.
"Sarah Twilight": Shut up you liar!
The crowd continues to boo. "Jeff" is also reading from a cue card.
"Jeff Purse": I don’t know what kind of shit you’re trying to pull here Eric with this nonsense footage and that doctored BS you had last week but I’ve had it with your fucking crap already!
Eric Price: I present the truth … nothing more, nothing less. You just can’t stand that can you? You thought you’d injure me and that I would just let it go and leave you alone? You brought this on yourselves Jeff and Sarah … you could have done the honorable thing Sarah and simply given me my World Title and refused the match after making it unfair against me … Jeff, you could have simply spoken with me regarding the car accident, which by the way I had nothing do with but instead after a hellacious and brutal match, which I was not ready nor prepared for, you decided to beat the hell out of me some more.
"Sarah Twilight": You forgot to mention how you screwed me out of the belt at Explosion.
"Jeff Purse": Not to mention that you ran me over when I demanded my fair rematch after One.
Eric Price: Once again, for the record, I did not run you over.
"Sarah Twilight": Steve, what the hell are you doing associating with this kind of trash?
Steve Orbit: I told you already, Sarah, what I'm doin' with Eric ain't none of your business. It doesn't concern you. And I gotta say, at least Eric has been up front and honest with me about everything we doin' together-- which is something I can't say about you, and you supposed to be my homegirl, my partner. I mean, everybody saw the tapes last week, everybody saw the tapes this week, and you still denyin' it? Just admit it-- you fuckin' Jeff Purse.
"Sarah Twilight": Steve, we’re just friends. You can’t believe Eric Price’s crap doctored footage. And with his old buddy Jakobs in the mix, who knows what kind of nonsense doctoring they did.
Steve Orbit: Doctored footage?! Ha, so what about right now? Is that a "doctored" Jeff Purse standin' next to you? Huh? First you bring in Logan without tellin' me--
"Sarah Twilight": It was a surprise!
Steve Orbit: Then you have this secret relationship? What else are you hiding Sarah Twilight? What else?
"Sarah Twilight": I have not hidden anything, I’ve told you what I’ve needed to tell you.
Eric Price: “I’ve told you what I’ve needed to tell you” … if that …
"Sarah Twilight": For once in your life, shut up Eric!
Eric Price: If that wasn’t evidence enough for your lies Sarah … I don’t know what is. Clearly you don’t like the fact that I’m exposing you for the liar that you are. And later on tonight, don’t forget that you have to fight Jeff Purse’s girlfriend Kari Kendall. Speaking of which, I spoke to Kari earlier tonight and she can’t wait to tear you limb from limb Sarah.
"Sarah Twilight": You sick bastard … you’re enjoying this aren’t you?
"Jeff Purse": I know you hate me Eric but to stoop this low … this is a new low, even for you.
Eric Price: A low for me? Let me tell you something … low is accusing me of running you over with zero evidence. Low is being forced into a match against my will to defend my World Title. Low is being forced into said World Title match without even knowing what the stipulations are yet allowing my opponent to pick them and know them well in advance. Low is beating me up after a hellacious match where I was nearly crippled. That is what’s low … what I’m doing now is simply the right thing … you decided to mess with me and now you got what you asked for … what you deserve. And yes, Kari was crying on my shoulders last week and I spoke to her throughout the week and she is just devastated by what you’ve done Jeff … you broke her heart. And Sarah … you feigned friendship with her despite being a treacherous bitch this whole time, now you have to pay the consequences.
"Sarah Twilight": The only liar here tonight is you Eric Price and Steve, I don’t know how you could possibly side with garbage like him but know that he is simply trying to manipulate you into his own sick and twisted games.
Steve Orbit: Sarah. Me and Eric are associates, not friends, but from what I can see right now? He's got you caught red-handed with your hand in the cookie jar-- in this case, the cookie jar is Jeff Purse's nutsack-- and you still lyin' about it. Eric Price ain't lied to me about shit. I know who Eric Price is, and I know what he's about. With you... I feel like you puttin' on a front, and this sweet, smiling girl who's wavin' to the crowd-- that ain't the real you. There's somethin' else goin' on inside you. I don't know what else you're hidin' from me, but I'ma find out. We all gon' find out.
"Sarah Twilight": Steve, it’s not like that … it’s just …
Eric Price: Hey Sarah, shut up! Why don’t you go in the back and get ready for your match later tonight … against your supposed good friend Kari Kendall. Oh and Jeff Purse, what kind of a human being are you that you’re standing on the side of Sarah Twilight rather than your girlfriend … think about that.
“You Know My Name” by Chris Cornell starts playing over the speaker system as the crowd is buzzing about with what just transpired as Eric Price is shown grinning while Jeff Purse and Sarah Twilight are shown to be downright furious and Steve Orbit is just shown shaking his head at Sarah Twilight.
Zach Davis: Wow, I can’t believe what a manipulative son of a bitch…
Shannan Lerch: I know, Sarah Twilight is a manipulative bitch!
Zach Davis: I meant Eric Price because honestly, he’s only doing this for his own pleasure, bringing in Steve Orbit, his old friend Jonathan Jakobs. Using Tara Moonlight and another man to humiliate Jeff and Sarah. This is all a ploy to distract Sarah from her first World Title reign.
Shannan Lerch: Sarah Twilight brought this on herself by starting a romance with Jeff Purse. The video footage does not lie and later tonight, we see Kari Kendall vs Sarah Twilight … one on one! I know Eric Price is training Kari to get ready to beat Sarah and he is training her with his very best.
Zach Davis: He is a sick human being and that match tonight should not be happening. I just hope cooler heads prevail.
The jumbotron within the arena lights up. WCF's self proclaimed God graces us with his presence. Logan is wearing a black leather wrinkled jacket, black thick shades to cover his eyes, a Genesis t-shirt, and black leather pants. The audience in the arena come to cheer with his appearance. Logan smiles into the camera in response to this while Joe Smith joins his side.
Joe Smith: Logan, on Slam last Sunday you made your shocking return by joining Genesis. A lot of people are wondering about your current mental state and more importantly why you joined Genesis.
Logan: What? Everyone here is off their rocker. I mean you'd have to be to strap on a tight pair of boudlepants and come out here every week to rub up against other men. As for Genesis... well, how doesn't the God of WCF joining Genesis NOT make sense?
Joe Smith: But Sarah Twilight... and your history with Steve Orbi-
Logan: SHUT UP!
Joe Smith: Erm..
Logan: I joined Genesis because Sarah Twilight asked me to and because I wanted to. I have nothing but respect for that woman and what she's done with her career. Steve Orbit... well, I have no hard feelings. The past isn't what defines me. It's the here and now, and right now I'm bleeding fuckin' Genesis. Do you have any more questions for Mr. WCF? Your hero? Your God?
Joe Smith: I d-
Logan: SHUT UP!
Joe Smith: Loga-
Logan: SHUT UP!
A moment of arkward silence builds between the two. Logan looks off in the distance breaking attention from Joe. The interview is completely ignored as Logan has begun to play with his phone, checking e-mails and such. Joe Smith is quickly becoming annoyed.
Joe Smith: Logan!
Mr. WCF holds up a finger signalling Joe to stop. Logan has stopped doing whatever it was that he was doing on his phone. A small chime sounds off on the side of Joe's hip. Joe Smith detaches the phone from his hip and the camera catches a text message from Logan to Joe on Joe's phone that reads... "SHUT UP!"
Joe Smith: ...
Logan: Nice interview, Joe.
Logan pats him on the shoulder and walks off down the hall. An unsatisfied Joe Smith is left alone holding his phone.
Joe Smith: But I had more questions...
Beginner by VSK plays and Kira Sakazaki enters the arena, accompanied by his sister Haruna! Kira heads to the ring with determination on his face.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! From Akihabara, Japan...weighing 206 lbs...the International Champion...Kira Sakazaki!
Kira Sakazaki enters the ring and raises his arms in the air.
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. He wears a hooded Black robe with Grave Dancer printed on the back in red letters.
Kyle Steel: And the opponent...from Chicago, Illnois...weighing 325 lbs....Grave Dancer!
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.
Both men circle around the ring. They both grapple each other. But as the bigger man, Grave Dancer takes the advantage as he executes a suplex. He picks him up and irish whips into the ropes. As Dancer prepares for a standing dropkick, Kira Sakazaki counters by rolling between Dancer's legs and dropkicks his back! Dancer stumbles in front but still stands. As Dancer turns around, Kira runs and executes a japanese arm drag. Dancer quickly gets up and is met with a spinning heel kick. Kira picks him up, but Dancer counters with a face first DDT! Dancer delivers some fury punches to his face before picking him up for a snap suplex. He goes for the pin.
Kira Sakazaki kicks out as Grave Dancer picks him up, only to be countered with a swinging neckbreaker! Kira picks him up and executes a judo hip throw. Kira gets on the turnbuckle as Dancer gets up. There, he jumps and delivers a drilling dropkick. He goes for the pin.
Grave Dancer kicks out and Kira Sakazaki picks him up and throws him into the ropes. After the rebound, Dancer counters with a clothesline! More fury punches and he picks him up to execute a dragon suplex. Dancer picks him up and turns him around for the german suplex pin.
Kira Sakazaki kicks out and both men get up, where Grave Dancer uses as a standing dropkick. He picks him up and irish whips him to the corner. As Dancer chases him, Kira counters by backflipping up the turnbuckle and hits Dance with a facebuster! He picks him up and delivers the Southern Darkness Suplex!!! He goes for the pin!
Grave Dancer kicks out and Kira Sakazaki picks him up and attacks him with a chop! He picks him up, drags him to the turnbuckle and puts him on the top rope. He is about to go for the enzugiri, but Dancer counters by kicking him and delivers a flying clothesline! Dancer drags him to the top rope and climbs on top of the turbuckle and executes Retribution! He goes for the cover.
Kira Sakazaki kicks out! Grave Dancer bangs the mat in frustration and argues with the referee. Kira gets up and runs at Dancer. Grave Dancer turns around and is met with a knee lift! Kira runs to the ropes and as Dancer gets up, he executes Heavy Rotation! He goes for the pin.
DING DING DING!!!
Kyle Steel: Here's your winner...KIRA SAKAZAKI!!!
Kira Sakazaki gets up and gets his arm raised by the referee as the crowd cheers. Haruna enters the ring as they celebrate.
“Night on Bald Mountain” Begins to play, bringing a loud booing sound out of the crowd. Scott Save steps out onto the entrance ramp, mic already in hand. He signals for his music to be cut, and waits for the fans anger to die down, before speaking.
Scott Savage: Ladies and gentlemen, as you know, my client has refused to return to WCF until he is granted a match with Steve Orbit.
Scott pauses with a bemused smirk, allowing the fans to cheer.
Scott Savage: Now, for whatever reason, WCF management has done everything they can to stop this form happening. I am here to tell you that I have made a career out of refusing to take no for an answer. I don't need Jonny Fly to make a match for me... we can do it ourselves. So... right now, I would like to ask Steve Orbit to come out here, so we can discuss this man to man.
Scott crosses his arms behind his back, and waits. It takes a few moments, but eventually Steve's music plays. The crowd cheers, as the man steps out onto the ramp, also holding a mic. He doesn't greet the fans, or even smile. His hateful glare is locked on Scott Savage.
Steve Orbit: Ain't no discussion needed, Scott. I'm all in. I want this fuckin' match. This mother fucker done had the jump on me so many times... no more. Steve Orbit versus Waylon Cash in Mexico, book it. And I'ma tell you one other thing, Scotty-- I'm stressed the fuck out right now, and it ain't gonna be good for Waylon. I'ma destroy him, and you know what? Let's make it good, let's make it memorable. Let's make it... shit, I dunno, pick a stipulation and let's do it, I don't even give a fuck. I ain't afraid of no Waylon Cash.
Scott Savage: I am glad you said that Steven. Earlier today, my client told me that he wanted to make this a match that he's quite familiar with. When you two face off, they are going to take down those ropes, and replace them with barbed wire.
Steve Orbit: Good... good. I'ma add a little somethin' somethin' though. I want all the fans that are gonna be there to grab whatever weapons you can find... I mean, WHATEVER you got... and bring 'em to the arena. We gonna have a barbed wire, fans bring the weapons match. Y'all wanna see me and Waylon fuck each other up, right?
The crowd pops huge.
Steve Orbit: Yeah, I thought so. Bring whatever you got-- the sicker the better. I'm ready for a mother fuckin' bloodbath.
The crowd cheers, and both men smile. The smiles, however, hold no joy. They are cold, angry smiles.
Zach Davis: You heard it here folks! Steve Orbit and Waylon Cash in a barbed wire rope, fans bring the weapons match. I'm skeptical as to whether or not it will even get sanctioned, but if so, the fans are in for one hell of a fight.
Seth Lerch is standing in the ring in front of a table and a couple of chairs with a microphone in his hand. He lifts the mic up and speaks.
Seth Lerch: Ladies and gentlemen, I am out here right now to oversee the contract signing for a match that you’ve been waiting to see for weeks, especially after what happened between these two the last two episodes of Slam. It has gotten so violent and with these two individuals wanting a super violent match at Asesinato De Mayo, we were forced to have an official contract signing, absolving WCF from the chances of a lawsuit. Next Sunday, facing off in a BARBED WIRE MASSACRE MATCH…
The crowd pops, finally knowing who Seth is talking about.
Seth Lerch: First, is the Epitome of Hardcore, legend of WCF, and fist class member of the WCF Hall of Fame…GRAAAAAAAVVEEEEEDIIIGGERRRRRRR!!
“Change” by Deftones hits the speakers as the crowd leaps to their feet booing as loudly as possible. Even Seth grins and cringes at the volume of boos that rain down from the capacity crowd. His grin quickly fades as Gravedigger walks out from the back…accompanied by several members of MS-13. The group walks down the ramp and the various members climb into the ring and harass Seth for a couple of seconds as Gravedigger enters the ring via the ring steps.
Seth Lerch: Hey, hey, Digger. What’s going on here?! Fly told me he already spoke to you and Morientes about this contract signing being just between the two of you.
Gravedigger grabs the mic from Seth and gets in his face.
Gravedigger: You know, Seth, we have gotten along for quite a while now and I don’t want to change that. You think I’m going to listen to what Fly or you tells me? Fuck that, I’ll do what I want and when I want. After last week, I’m not going anywhere alone, screw that. You scum-sucking leeches can’t guarantee my safety.
Gravedigger turns to the entryway.
Gravedigger: Speaking of scum-sucking leeches, Morientes get your ass down here so I can beat the shit out of you. I’ve signed a contract with an unconscious man’s hand before, I can do it again.
Gravedigger turns and smirks at Seth with that last comment, bringing up memories of when Gravedigger took over WCF by force. Seth rolls his eyes.
"Back For More" by Five Finger Death Punch starts playing and there’s a huge pop from the crowd. Morientes walks out from the back and the cheers grow even louder. The rest of Rebellion walks out from the back and MS-13 immediately jumps out of the ring and stands at the bottom of the ramp. Seth Lerch immediately face palms as he sees this is not going to go how he wanted it to go. Morientes and the rest of Rebellion start walking down the ramp and the two groups start mouthing off as Gravedigger drops his microphone and climbs out of the ring.
Just when Rebellion and MS-13 look like they’re about to go at it, Jonny Fly walks out from the back with WCF security and he starts barking out orders. The crowd boos as the two groups are forced to opposite sides of the ring. Gravedigger climbs back into the ring. Morientes cautiously climbs into the other side of the ring as Gravedigger reaches down and picks up the mic.
Gravedigger: Before I sign this or any piece of paper, I have something to say to this scum-sucking leech in the ring with me.
Seth points at himself curiously and acts offended.
Gravedigger: Not you, Seth! I’m talking about Morientes! I’ve already had it out with Jonny Fly in the back about doing something to you due to your unwarranted attack on Adrian.
Morientes acts like Gravedigger is being unbelievable. He walks over to the side of the ring and asks for a microphone. Gravedigger points towards the ring crew member who starts carrying the mic to Morientes.
Gravedigger: Take one more step and I’ll end you. He gets no microphone. Morientes, you think I’m just going to let what you did to my brother stand? You don’t know what you’ve done here. You don’t know what hell you’ve just unleashed upon your little world. Let me ask you something, have you ever heard of the saying “an eye for an eye?”
Morientes looks at Gravedigger curiously as he lowers the mic, grinning a sinister grin. Suddenly, the WCFTron comes to life. The scene is in the middle of the street and the word LIVE is in the top right corner of the screen with Madrid, Spain below it. A couple of cars pull up with their headlights pointed off to the left of the screen, lighting up a yard. A group of masked men carrying bats, crowbars, and other assorted weapons get out of the cars and walk off screen.
The camera turns to show the men walking up towards a house that has a couple of lights on inside. Back in the ring, Morientes’ eyes grow wide and Gravedigger is watching him, grinning even bigger now. The cameras switch back to the big screen to continue showing what’s going on. One of the men yells out at the house.
Man: IKER BLANCO!!! GET OUT HERE!!
The man yells a couple of more times for Iker Blanco, apparently a relative of Morientes. Finally the porch light comes on and a man steps halfway out the door. He asks in Spanish what the men want. The man in front gestures for him to come out. A couple of seconds later, one of the masked men who has made his way around the house comes around the side of the porch and swings his bat at Iker’s midsection. Iker yells out in pain and falls to the ground. The man grabs Iker by the hair and drags him out and shoves him down the porch steps. One of the men barks out orders and several of the masked men go inside and noise can almost instantly be heard as they start breaking things.
The men still outside with Iker proceed to stomp away at him and hit him with their bats and crowbars. In the ring, Morientes shakes his head back and forth. Seth has a hand over his mouth in shock. A woman’s screams can be heard as a woman runs outside yelling something in Spanish about people breaking in. She stops at the top of the porch steps and sees Iker being beaten. She yells something about him being her son and she goes down and tries to pull the men off of him. The man turns around and backhands her hard and she falls to the ground. He goes to do more damage, but one of the other men stops him and they turn back to Iker.
Police sirens are heard in the background. One of the masked men looks at the house and yells for the other men to get out of there and the masked men scramble for their cars.
Back in the ring, Morientes has lunged across the table and starts nailing Gravedigger with lefts and rights. MS-13 and Rebellion all climb in and the two groups begin brawling. Seth bails out of the ring and security climbs into the ring and starts trying to regain control. Slam eventually goes to commercial.
Zach Davis: And now time for some really friggin bizarre teamups.
The opening synth of "Flash Light" by Parlaiment hits the PA. The arena goes dark until the first "YOWWW" in the song, at which point a pink strobe light begins to flash 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.
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.’ The music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Fly. His eyes remain fixed on his opponent throughout. Slowly and deliberately he begins to make his way toward the ring. The music picks up one last time and Fly stops at the bottom of the ramp with his eyes still directly fixed on the ring. He stops and takes a few moment to exchange a long stare with his opponent before finally sliding into the ring.
Shannan Lerch: Steve Orbit and Jonny Fly. In a different universe, they could've been one of the best tag teams WCF has ever seen. I know I'd let them tag team me-
Zach Davis: SHANNAN!
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.
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.
"4 Words To Choke Upon" by Bullet For My Valentine hits the PA System as the lights in the arena drop. Strobe lights emanate from the stage area as Jay Price strolls out from the back carrying a bag of popcorn. He'll take a moment to pause at the top of ramp and look out at the crowd as he taps the US Title belt wrapped around his waist before he makes his way down to the ring. He'll stop by the announce table, pop a few kernels of the delicious buttery treat into his mouth and then set the bag down before rolling in under the bottom rope. He'll then walk over to the corner, unstrap the belt from around his waist and then take a seat on the top turnbuckle as he holds the belt over his head. His music will then fade out as he stays in the corner until the start of the match.
Shannan Lerch: I've received word that Jay Price and FPV will face off next week for the United States Title, so here we have another team of enemies. FPV took the US Title from Price to begin with.
Ana walks down the ramp to pink pyro’s shooting off behind her. She pauses at the steps to the ring to blow kisses to the crowd. She then steps into the ring bending low to slip between the middle and bottom rope.
"Won't Back Down" by Eminem blares on the PA. On the right side of the stage there is a bike ramp that extends just about to the middle of the Titan Tron. Atop the bike ramp is Jeff Purse. He is sitting on his bike, looking out upon the audience. He throws one had in the air as the audience cheers.
"You can sound the alarm
At this he sets off down the ramp. Directly across is another ramp on the left side of the stage, which Purse heads for.
"Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe Devilles
Purse flies up the other ramp, launching off of it. He pulls off a small back flip, rides down the rest of the ramp, and comes to a screeching halt in the center of the stage. He gets off, kickstands it. He looks out, smiles, and throws his arms in the air. Red and Blue pyros explode behind him
"I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
He starts off down the ramp but isn't joined by Kari this time. He walks down to the ring, slapping five with fans, walking very casually but at a quick pace. When he gets to the ring he jumps up on the apron and quickly makes his way in through the middle rope. Jeff stands in the center of the ring, "air guns" a corner, pyros shoot out of it. He subsequently does that for every other corner, pyros of red and white shooting out every time. He anxiously awaits the match.
Zach Davis: Of all these teams... I'd say this one has the best chance of working well together. And, yeah.. Sarah Twilight is the common bond there.
Shannan Lerch: Really? Even these two don't seem to be on the same page, judging from what they said during the promos. We'll see, Zach.
All the competitors in the match shuffle in their corners uneasily, looking around to see who else is going to start the match. Orbit's not into dealing with BS and decides to start for his team. Purse and Price immediately run at him and begin pummeling him as the bell rings.
Zach Davis: Hey! What the...
Shannan Lerch: Yeah... I guess we should've expected this.
The Genesis team members look like they want to help Orbit but know that anything they could do would just stop this match from properly starting, and also that this is going to be a problem the whole match; they're forced to wait on the apron.
Zach Davis: Eventually, Purse and Price are going to have to decide who is going to pick up the win. They can work together now, but eventually the almighty W is going to change things.
Purse lifts Orbit, who dropped to the mat, up to his feet. Purse then takes him back down with a Neckbreaker. Price picks Orbit up and executes a Snap Suplex next. Purse was already up top; he flies off with a Moonsault!, though he doesn't go for a pin quite yet.
Shannan Lerch: Fly doesn't look all that upset with this turn of events, if you ask me. Even though his "partner" is getting the crap beaten out of him. That's what Orbit gets for trying to be a big man and start the match on his own.
Price lifts Orbit again and whips him to the ropes. As Orbit comes back, Price goes for an Exploder Suplex, but Orbit sidesteps him, keeps running, and Clotheslines Purse, sending him out of the ring. Orbit turns to Price, ducks a Clothesline, kicks him in the gut and hits a quick Snap Brainbuster!
Zach Davis: DAMN!
Orbit quickly pins Price, hooking his leg.
No!, Price kicks out.
Shannan Lerch: A lot of mixed feelings by other participants in the match just now - break up the pin and save it for their team, or let their stablemate get the victory?
Zach Davis: Smart move by Orbit to hit such a high impact move and go for the pin while he had the chance.
Orbit rolls off Price, who stumbles up and, in a daze, tags in FPV. Before Fly knows what's happening, Orbit quickly tags him too.
Shannan Lerch: Hm! The logistics of this match just changed quite a bit here.
With Purse still out of the ring, Ana Valentine decides to enter the match for her team.
Zach Davis: Indeed. The Pantheon member is fighting the numbers game now... and that's Jonny Fly!
Fly enters the ring, cocky despite the odds. FPV and Valentine approach him. He runs at the two of them, past them, Springboards, and hits a Double Dropkick to both of their chests. They stumble back as Fly gets up, quickly; he grabs Valentine's head, going for a DDT, but before he can follow through with it FPV hits Fly with a Superkick!
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!
Shannan Lerch: Once again, FPV's patented Superkick out of nowhere!
Fly goes down, releasing his hold on Ana. FPV quickly pins the WCF CEO.
No!, no. Fly kicks out.
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly is a legend in this business, but FPV is one of the very few men to hold a victory over him. If anyone can beat him, it might be FPV.
FPV lifts Fly up and throws him towards Valentine, who is in position...
Shannan Lerch: Cupid's Bow time!
But Fly leapfrogs over her, Springboards again, and takes her down with a Clothesline. FPV runs at him, and Fly hiptosses FPV onto Valentine!
Zach Davis: The Genesis teamwork backfired that time.
Fly quickly picks up Valentine and throws her to Jeff Purse's corner. Jeff tags himself in.
Shannan Lerch: Huh. Fly and Purse haven't been on the best of terms lately, so this is going to get interesting....
Purse goes right on the attack... on FPV. He lifts FPV up as Fly hangs back and hits him with a few forearms to the head. He goes to throw FPV to the corner, but FPV reverses it, sending Purse running towards the corner instead; Purse jumps onto the top turnbuckle-
Zach Davis: HERE COMES HIS TAKING OFF THE TRAINING WHEELS!
Instead of letting himself get hit with it, FPV grabs Fly and throws him into the path of Purse's body! Purse connects with the move onto Fly. Purse gets up, sees what happened, mouths "oh shit" and immediately gets hit with a Tiger Suplex!
Shannan Lerch: FPV hit his Limit Break!
FPV goes for the pin.
No!, Purse kicks out. Instead of continuing the fight, FPV tags in Price.
Zach Davis: Uh oh. Pantheon versus Pantheon versus Pantheon?
Price reluctantly enters the ring. Fly rolls away and tags in Orbit.
Shannan Lerch: Well so much for that. But now Orbit is stuck in the same situation he was in earlier.
Price runs towards Orbit, who instead of entering the ring normally, Springboards and hits Price with a Crossbody! Orbit gets up and catches Purse, who ran at him, and hits a huge Belly to Belly Suplex!
Zach Davis: Damn! Orbit in control!
Orbit turns towards Price, who stumbled to his feet. He hits Price with a Backhand Slap.
Shannan Lerch: Dayuummm.
Orbit then hits his Jawbreaker, taking Price down. Orbit jumps to the top...
Zach Davis: OAKLAND SPLASH! ORBIT HITS IT!
And into the pin!
NO! IT'S BROKEN UP!... by...
Shannan Lerch: Ana Valentine!? She actually broke up the pin!
Zach Davis: Well, I mean, it only makese sense, Shannan. She's in this to win this, not just to do what anyone else wants her to.
Orbit looks up, partially shocked but not completely. Before anything else can happen, Valentine leaves the ring. Orbit gets to his feet, only to be met with a Spinning Heelkick from Purse. Purse backs up...
Shannan Lerch: He's getting ready for The Spoke!
But he's within arm's reach of Valentine, and she tags herself in. Possibly looking to redeem herself a bit in the eyes of her stablemates, she comes in and starts stomping away at Jay Price.
Zach Davis: Hopefully neither of these stables lets Seth's stupid plan break them up, regardless of what happens here.
Valentine waits for Price to get up, which he slowly does, under his own power. She grabs him...
Shannan Lerch: Cutter!
But no, Price shoves her off. She turns to him-
Zach Davis: THE DOWNFALL!
Price hits the Downfall! Before he can capitalize, however, Orbit grapples him from behind...
Shannan Lerch: HONEY DIP!
Orbit turns and apparently not caring too much about Ana's odds at this moment in time, tags in Fly. He climbs to the top...
Zach Davis: Looks like he's ready for the Fly Swatter!
Fly jumps off the turnbuckle towards Ana Valentine, indeed going for his finisher!
Shannan Lerch: NO! VALENTINE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!
Indeed she did! Fly hits nothing but mat and rolls out of the ring. Both Price and Valentine get to their feet, Price runs at her...
Zach Davis: CUPID'S BOW!
She hits it! She drops down and pins Price, hooking the leg!
Shannan Lerch: WOW!
Zach Davis: ANA VALENTINE AND JEFF PURSE PICK UP THE WIN!
The bell sounds. Purse isn't sure whether to celebrate or hang his head in defeat; instead of doing either, he drops to the outside and pulls Price out of the ring, trying to regroup. FPV joins Ana in the ring, congratulating her, though Orbit isn't as quick to join in on the Genesis celebration.
Shannan Lerch: What a match. Looks like neither Pantheon nor Genesis was torn apart, per se.... but they're both just as divided as they were before.
Eric Price’s locker room is shown as Kari Kendall is shown in there punching and kicking getting ready for her match. Eric Price is shown standing next to her giving her directions on her training as he is still with one of his crutches.
Eric Price: That’s right, left, right, left, right, left, right and … oh my that roundhouse kick of yours is something special I have to say.
Kari Kendall: You think I’m ready?
Eric Price: Absolutely, you’re going to beat that bitch up and show her that you are better than her!
Kari Kendall: Well … I suppose you’ve given me good motivation. But … was that really Jeff and Sarah in the hotel room?
Eric Price: As much as it pains me to tell you, yes it was unfortunately. I don’t know what the hell they’re doing but it’s not right and I cannot allow them to continue these lies.
Kari Kendall: Eric … I know we’ve had our differences in the past but I just … want to thank you for what you’ve done for me … for telling me the truth, for training me, for everything.
Eric Price: No problem, it’s my pleasure. But let’s focus on the task at hand, remember you have to beat Sarah Twilight, you have to show her who the dominant female is around here.
Kari Kendall: This is good motivation I have to admit.
The shot pans over to show that Kari was kicking and punching a cardboard cut out of Sarah Twilight.
Eric Price: I figured this would motivate you properly because she’s betrayed you and you need to give her what she deserves. So again … let’s practice some more.
Kari Kendall: Okay.
Eric Price: Left, right, left, right…
The scene shows Sarah kicking the cardboard cutout as hard as she can with all her anger as the shot fades out and switches back to ringside to the commentary table.
Shannan Lerch: I wouldn’t want to be Sarah Twilight right now because honestly, with the training Eric Price is providing Kari … she is going to be a legitimate threat.
Zach Davis: So Eric Price is training Kari Kendall? He is a sick individual and is simply trying to bring all this friction between these people but for what purpose … his own enjoyment. We saw earlier tonight he separated Sarah and Kari … then later on we saw…
Shannan Lerch: We saw Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse confront Eric Price and Steve Orbit over the hotel room footage he showed earlier tonight.
Zach Davis: That was not them and you know it! I don’t know what’s going to happen but I hope this match does not take place because honestly, it is simply a testament to Eric Price being an attention hogging, sick person who simply cannot let go of the fact that he lost the World Title.
Shannan Lerch: You know, you have a very big mouth Zach. Such disrespect to such an honest man, do you need him to beat you up again? Bottom line, later tonight, Sarah Twilight vs Kari Kendall and Kari looks primed and ready!
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a strap match! The contestants will be connected at the wrist by a twelve foot long leather strap. You can win either by touching all four corners in succession, or pinning your opponent. There are no submissions, no count outs, and no disqualifications!
Suddenly, “Criminals” begins to play over the PA system, and to the crowd's surprise, Waylon Cash steps onto the entrance ramp.
Zach Davis: What is he doing out here? I thought he was protesting!
Shannan Lerch: Orbit agreed to the match, the protest is over. Looks like Scott wasn't keeping him too far away.
Zach Davis: Well what is he doing out here?
Shannan Lerch: Looks like he has his eyes on us.
Sure enough, Waylon steps around the ring, and slides himself into a chair, before sliding on the extra headset.
Waylon Cash: Listen to all these people! They love havin' me back!
Zach Davis: You weren't even gone for an entire episode!
Waylon Cash: Hey... you should shut up more than you do.
Shannan Lerch bursts out laughing, as “Night on Bald Mountain” begins to drift through the arena. The crowd's booing get even louder, as Scott Savage steps out onto the entrance ramp.
Waylon Cash: There he is! The man that's gonna put the entire Kane family out of wrestlin'!
Zach Davis: So you have zero problem with what Scott Savage did to Chris Kane.
Waylon Cash: None. That little brat shoulda never been allowed in the ring to begin with. The way I see it, Brad Kane ain't the only one to blame for Chris gettin' hurt. WCF as a company should be held responsible.
Scott climbs into the ring, and smiles at his client. Scott removes his button down shirt, and leans against the corner with a bored look, as the referee ties one end of the thick leather strap around his wrist. Once it is tight, his music dies down.
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
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.
Waylon Cash: I really think this match works in Scott's favor. That strap is gonna stop Brad from runnin' all over the damn ring like he likes to do.
Zach Davis: You also have to factor in that Brad is a creative wrestler. He could find some uses for the strap that we've never seen before.
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.
Waylon Cash: That's right Brad, go ahead and appeal to these idiots. They're not gonna be able to help you when you're tied to a six foot ten inch destruction machine.
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 backing into said corner as the ref wraps the other end of the strap around his wrist. Scott and Brad share hateful glares, as the ref gives them a rundown of the rules. Scott towers over the smaller Brad Kane, but this doesn't seem to phase him.
Waylon Cash: I gotta say, I'm a bit impressed. Brad Kane looks like he wouldn't give a damn if Scott was ten feet tall.
Shannan Lerch: well, they say it's not about the size of the dog in the fight, but I'm not sure any amount of fight could help a Bulldog beat a Mastiff.
Waylon Cash: Well said. I like her way better than I like you, Zach. You should just shut up and let us call this thing.
As soon as the bell rings, the two men begin trading blows. Scott's size allows him to slowly back Brad into a corner, and get the upper hand. He levels heavy blows to the smaller wrestler's skull, as the ref tries in vain to get him to back off. Suddenly, Brad manages to duck one of the punches, and come back with three quick jabs. Scott back up a bit, allowing Brad to hit some kicks to his hamstrings.
Zach Davis: Brad going for the legs early on. Very smart strategy by this wily veteran.
After taking a few kicks, Scott delivers a hard knee to Brad's gut, doubling him over. Savage then lifts his tied arm high in the air, and brings it down hard across Brad's shoulder blades. Kane's legs falter, but he refuses to drop. Scott smirks, and lifts his arm again. Brad sees this, and rolls around so that he is behind Scott, he then yanks on the strap, bringing Scott's arm down, and allowing Brad to continue the circle. Once he gets in front of Scott again, he delivers and enziguri, that spins the larger man around, untangling him, but sending him leaning against the ropes.
Zach Davis: That's what I was talking about. The ingenuity of Brad Kane may prove problematic for Scott Savage in this match.
Waylon Cash: I thought I told you to shut up.
Brad immediately capitalizes, keeping Scott against the ropes with a series of strikes from all of his available appendages. The ropes sag under Scott's weight, and Brad backs off, before running forward. Scott sees him coming, and drops down, bringing the top rope with him. Brad flies over the top, and comes crashing hard to the concrete below. Scott doesn't give him time to rest. He pulls on the strap, dragging Brad up to the ring apron. Once he is standing, Savage runs forward, and lifts his boot. It collides with the side of Kane's face, sending the man to the floor once again.
Waylon Cash: See, this is what it looks like when my boy gets goin'. Brad's in some trouble now.
Zach Davis: If there is one thing I have learned from sitting behind this desk, it's never count out Brad Kane.
Scott lifts one leg, then the other, and slides over the top rope, before dropping to the floor. He grabs Brad by the back of the head, and drags him to his feet, before tossing the man's body into the guardrail with abandon. Brad back hits, and he screams out in pain. Scott wastes no time in delivering three hard right hands to his opponent's forehead. He then grabs the back of his head again, and tosses him face first into the ring post. Brad collides with the steel, and immediately drops to the ground. When he looks up, we can see a trickle of blood running down his face.
Shannan Lerch: Scott Savage putting a serious beating on Brad Kane right now. If brad's gonna have any hope, he needs to get hardcore.
Zach Davis: And quickly. This is going south in a very expeditious manner.
Waylon Cash: First of all, you take forever to say nothin'. Second, this ain't half of what Scott's gonna do. Wait and see. They ain't gonna be able to air this unedited.
Scott sees the blood, and acts as a shark would. He dives on Brad Kane, leveling blow after blow, opening the cut up even more. He then wraps the leather strap around Kane's neck, and tightens it. He squeezes his opponent's wind pipe, causing the man's face to turn a deep purple. Out of mercy, or boredom, Scott lets go, and stands to his feet. This allows Brad Kane to breath, and proves to be a costly mistake. As Scott is turned around taunting a fan, Brad gathers himself enough to take a dive at the back of Scott's knee, and take the monster to the ground with a chop block.
Zach Davis: He's on the ground, and Brad Kane is capitalizing in a big way!
Brad hits Scott several times about the face and neck, before standing up, and changing the punches to pointed kicks. He stomps away on Scott's face, as the crowd explodes. Kane backs up, with a smile on his face. As Scott rises to his feet, the smaller man runs forward, and places a vicious boot to the side of his opponent's head. Scott slowly rises back up, and Brad goes for another one, but Scott manages to drop underneath it. Kane misses, and spins around. He is met with a spears from Savage, that takes them both crashing back into the steel barricade.
Shannan Lerch: These two men seem to want each other dead.
Waylon Cash: Scott don't wanna kill nobody. He's out to teach the Kane family a lesson.
Zach Davis: What lesson would that be?
Waylon Cash: among other things, don't fuck with Scott Savage.
Both men stay on the ground for a while, but Scott is the first to rise. He doesn't go right for Brad however. He beckons one of the ringside attendants, and takes a microphone from him. Savage then walks over to Brad, and wraps the strap around his throat once more. He smashes the microphone against his opponent's head, before speaking into it.
Scott Savage: Brad... Brad, listen to me. I can end all this. I'll even give you the win, if you'll just do one thing. Take this microphone, and admit to all of these people that you're a bad father, and your family is doomed.
Scott's words fill Brad's eyes with rage, and the man lashes out, striking Scott with two stiff jabs that send the man reeling. Savage stumbles back, allowing Brad to stand, and hit him with several more punches, that find Scott pinned back against the ring post. Kane steps back, and grabs a chair from an eager fan, before swinging for the fences. Scott can't get out of the way in time, and his head becomes the meat in a steel sandwich. He falls to the ground, as Brad lifts the chair high over head, causing the crowd to scream.
Zach Davis: The fans are firmly behind Brad Kane here, and I can't say I blame them after what we just heard from Scott Savage.
Waylon Cash: I don't see what's so wrong about wantin' a man to tell the truth.
Zach Davis: Now I have to say this to you... shut up.
Waylon Cash: YOU DON'T SAY THAT!
Brad turns back around, and the crowd's cheering turns to loud boos as Scott hits Kane with a low blow. Brad drops to the ground, and both men lay there. The rise to their feet at the same time, and begin trading shots again, this time more slowly. Scott lifts his boot, and kicks Brad in the gut, doubling him over. He hooks Kane's head under his arm, and lifts him in a suplex position. He holds him there for a few moments, before dropping backward and slamming him to the unforgiving concrete.
Shannan Lerch: Pure brutality from Scott Savage. If his goal was to deliver punishment, he's certainly doing the job.
Scott lifts Brad, and rolls him under the bottom rope, before grabbing the microphone, and following after him. Savage drags his opponent into the corner, and delivers a few heavy right hands, before speaking into the mic again.
Scott Savage: SAY IT! Tell all these people how it's YOUR fault your son is hurt! Tell them what an awful patriarch you've been, how you've led your family over a deadly cliff! Tell them!
Brad takes a moment, before letting a glob of spit a mucus fly from his mouth. It hits Scott right in the eye, as the building erupts with cheers. This gesture only serves to anger Scott, who begins kicking at his head. By now, Brad's face is covered in a crimson mask. The blood drips onto the canvas, staining it a deep red. Scott lifts Brad to his feet, and whips him across the ring. Savage follows closely behind, and goes for a big splash, but Kane manages to dive out of the way just in time. Scott's head hits the top turnbuckle, and whips backward. The large man stumbles back into the center of the ring just in time to eat a nasty lariat from his opponent.
Zach Davis: Brad looks fired up!
Shannan Lerch: But he's lost quite a bit of blood.
Scott stands back up, and gets hit with a leaping enziguri from the smaller man. Savage hits face first, and stays there as Brad throws his fists in the air. The crowd applauds him, as he lifts his opponent. Brad hits him with several stiff kicks to the legs. Scott buckles, but he doesn't fall. Brad, angered by this, kicks him in the gut, and this him with a DDT, which leaves him laying. Brad immediately goes for the cover.
No! Scott manages to kick out. This only pisses off Brad, who back himself into the corner. As soon as Savage sits up, Brad runs forward, and kicks him in the face, busting his lip wide open, and seemingly knocking him out. Blood drips off of his chin, as Brad glares down at him.
Waylon Cash: Excuse me, I got some errands to run.
Zach Davis: Where is he going?
Waylon removes his head set, and stands by the ring apron, watching the match. Scott begins to stir, and Brad Kane licks his lips. He back up, and begins to run forward, but Waylon grabs his leg. Kane doesn't fall, but he turns around to yell at Waylon. This gives Scott the little time he needs to dives for Brad's legs, and pay him back for the chop block earlier in the match. Brad crumbles to the ground, as Scott and his client share a grin.
Zach Davis: I thought we were going to have a fair fight here!
Shannan Lerch: Do you even watch wrestling?
Scott drags Brad to his feet, and pushes him against the ropes. He uses the strap to tie one of his hands to the top rope, and back away what little he can, with a smile on his face. Scott goes in to hit Brad, but Brad nails him with a quick jab to his already bleeding lip. Scott goes in again, but Kane catches him with another jab. Suddenly, Waylon pulls a set of handcuffs from his back pocket, and jumps onto the apron. He grabs Brad's free arm before he can swing again, and latches it to the top rope.
Zach Davis: Brad Kane is helpless now. What does Scott Savage have planned?
Shannan Lerch: Pain.
Scott mocks his opponent, as the rage grows in the restrained man's eyes. Scot takes him time reeling back, and delivering a heavy right hand to Brad's forehead, opening his cut even more. Scott this him with a few more, and a knee to the gut for good measure, before looking over to Waylon. Cash doesn't need to hear a word. He wrenches a chair from the hands of a fan, and tosses it in the ring. Scott grabs it, and slams it against the mat a few times.
Zach Davis: This is insane! Someone has to stop this!
Scott lifts the chair high in the air, but Brad hits him with a kick to the gut, causing him to drop the chair, and double over. This position allows Brad to hit Scott with a kick to the face, sending him to the mat. Scott lays there, dazed, as Brad rips at the handcuffs. It takes a minute, but he pulls hard enough to break the chain, and free one hand. Before he can untie the other, Scott stands back up. Brad quickly hits him with a huge right hook, that stops Savage long enough for Kane to untie himself. Now free, he begins unloading on Scott Savage with punches and kicks, dropping the larger man to his knees.
Zach Davis: Here we go!
Brad hits Scott with a roundhouse kick to the side of his head, sending him to the mat. He then dives on his fallen opponent, and begins punching him on any part of his skull that can be reaches. Scott manages to slides out from under him, and stand up, but Brad is ready with a few well placed kicks to the leg. Scott drops to his knee, allowing Brad to bounce off the ropes, and send him to the ground with a shining wizard. The crowd screams for more, and Brad refuses to disappoint him. As Scott rises to his hands and knees, Brad back up, and takes a running start, before hitting Scott in the side of the head with his right fist. Scott crumbles again.
Zach Davis: Brad Kane's face a mixture of hate and blood as he pounds away on Scott Savage.
Once Scott is on his back, Brad jumps up in the air, delivering a perfect knee drop to Savage's skull. This busts the man open, and now both wrestlers are bleeding from head wounds. Brad stands, waiting. His nostrils flare, and he clenches his fists, as he prepares his attack. Once Scott is on his knees, Brad spins around, and brings the back of his fist colliding with Scott's head.
Zach Davis: A vicious spinning back fist from Brad Kane!
Brad then spins the other way, and hits Scott with a second one. He repeats this process a few times, hitting Scott with the move a total of six times.
Zach Davis: Backfist after backfist! Brad is out to destroy Scott Savage.
Scott suddenly gets to his feet in a daze, and lunges for Brad. Kane dodges out of the way, and as Scott hits the ropes, Brad hooks his leg, and rolls him into a school boy pin.
Brad jumps up, as the crowd explodes.
Zach Davis: Scott tried one last hail Mary, and it came up short! Brad Kane wins the strap match!
Brad quickly unties himself from Scott, who is laying unconscious in the ring. Waylon immediately jups into the ring, and goes for Brad, but Kane dives out of the ring, as the ref holds Cash back. He doesn't try to fight the ref for long, before dropping down to tend to his manager. Brad;s music plays, as he steps backward up the ramp, fist held high in victory.
Shannan Lerch: A huge win for Brad Kane!
The titantron begins to play and Cheetah Fighter is in an unknown location.
Cheetah Fighter: <Hello, WCF. As you all may know, I'm not here tonight because I'm not scheduled to wrestle anyone. This is good because I have several things to say before I go.>
He looks around before continuing.
Cheetah Fighter: <Jonny Fly, the reason why you're firing employees is because you're afraid. You're such a coward that you think that they can overthrow you in a matter of seconds. So all you had to do was use the coward's way out. You're worse than Seth Lerch was. At least in his You're Fired Battle Royals, he gave people chances. You're just another maggot that has made WCF lose a lot of its action. So when I beat John Gable for the Television title, I'm gonna walk out of WCF with that championship belt and become the last WCF Television champion to ever take the belt.>
The titantron cuts to static.
Zach Davis: Well folks, normally I'd be excited to introduce a match with Sarah Twilight as one of the participants...but what we have next is just, something that shouldn't even be happening. Kari Kendall who is NOT a wrestler by any stretch....is determined to air her grievances in the ring with Sarah Twilight...who is not only a trained professional wrestler...but who is the WCF World Heavyweight Champion. I can't see this going well.
Shannan Lerch: What should be happening is Sarah should come out to the ring and just take the beating she deserves! Kari has EVERY right to be upset. Sarah is a backstabbing homewrecker!
Zach Davis: I don't believe that for one second. I think Eric Price has done an exceptionally good job of manipulation and he's somehow been able to convince Kari of its validity. In my estimation, Kari is being used as a pawn here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: The video footage doesn't lie! There's been something going on between Jeff Purse and Sarah Twilight. Tonight, the homewrecker has to answer for her betrayals!
Kyle Steel is in the ring, and he even looks a bit reluctant to introduce this match.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen...the following contest is scheduled for one fall....
"You Know My Name" by Chris Cornell hit the arena and the crowd begins to boo. Gold lights will start flashing as the music starts.
Kyle Steel: Being accompanied to the ring by Eric Price....weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds....she is KARI KENDALL!!
A gold spotlight centers on the stage as Kari walks out with Eric Price following behind her, a grin on his face. There is a mixed reaction at this point, however the boos continue strong for Eric. Many in the crowd however do feel symapthetic toward Kari's point of view. The two of them make their way down to the ring. Eric still limping on a crutch with his various braces. Kari looks extremely pissed as she gets into the ring, waiting on Sarah.
Kyle Steel: And her opponent....
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 WCF World Heavyweight Champion...."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, the world championship draped over her shoulder. She is greeted with deafening cheers, however she doesn't enjoy the moment as usual. In fact she looks rather reluctant to go through with any of this as she walks down to the ring slowly. She looks up at Kari who is very pissed off and she sighs, stepping into the ring and handing the World Title to the official. Jeff Purse makes his way out from the back a bit behind her and also makes his way down to the ring, staying at ringside, opposite of Eric Price.
Shannan Lerch: Look at this! Jeff Purse out here in support of Sarah Twilight instead of his own girlfriend! How can you say there's nothing going on.
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse is out here because he is concerned just like everyone else. He isn't taking sides. This is a terrible predicament that he's in. And Kari coming out here with Eric Price? How can that not be affecting him?
Referee Emily Westbrook hands the world championship to the timekeeper and is about to call for the bell, but Sarah interrupts that, shaking her head and asking Westbrook not to start the match. Westbrook obliges and Sarah tries again to talk some sense into Kari. The two women are standing face to face in the center of the ring and Sarah is talking to Kari, trying to talk her out of making this mistake.
Zach Davis: Sarah trying to do the right thing here. If a match takes place between Kari and Sarah, it'll be a massacre as once again let me remind you, Kari is NOT a wrestler.
Shannan Lerch: Sarah doing the right thing would be just taking the beating she has coming.
Sarah Twilight: Kari, we don't have to do this. Think abo--
Kari hauls off and SLAPS Sarah across the face. This, now the third time tonight. Sarah looks FURIOUS. But even so, she again tries her best to keep her composure.
Zach Davis: Oh my. This is not good at all. Kari is tempting fate one too many times here.
Shannan Lerch: Good for her! Sarah deserves every bit of it!
Zach Davis: Do you realize what will happen if Sarah hits back?
Shannan Lerch: Which is why she should just take her punishment. Plain and simple.
Sarah does her best to shrug it off and Jeff is looking rather worried on the outside as Eric just eggs Kari on, screaming at her to beat Sarah's ass. Kari is still looking about as pissed at one woman that another can be and again she hauls off on Sarah. But again, Sarah CATCHES her wrist as she did earlier in the night. And Sarah GLARES at her, looking as if she is ready to EXPLODE. Jeff is damn near chewing his fingernails as he watches on. However, the only thing that Sarah does is shove Kari's arm back down and shakes her head at her. Sarah takes up the mic again.
Sarah Twilight: I am NOT doing this. It's not happening.
Zach Davis: Sarah showing a lot of restraint right there. Thank goodness for that.
Sarah drops the mic and turns back towards the ropes, starting to exit the ring. Kari looks perplexed and is contemplating that maybe the two of them didn't need to have a fight. But Eric again. He is screaming about the footage and how Sarah is stealing Jeff from her. Kari loses it again and rushes Sarah as she is leaving the ring. She punches at Sarah's back and arms, though the blows don't really have much of an affect on the World Champion as they were simply hastily thrown girl punches. Sarah steps back into the ring, shoving Kari off of her. She yells at her, obviously growing more frustrated.
Sarah Twilight: What the hell are you doing?
Zach Davis: Kari, come on. You have to stop. She isn't going to fight you.
Shannan Lerch: To hell with that, Sarah shouldn't just get to walk away from her responsibility to answer for her actions.
Zach Davis: Shut up, Shannan. Kari shouldn't be in that ring and you know it as well as I do.
Kari simply runs back at Sarah and attempts, what appears to be a cross body as she flies at Sarah...who simply catches her. Sarah is still looking pretty furious herself and Jeff grabs his forehead fearing what may happen.
Zach Davis: Oh no, this just went from bad to worse. Kari in trouble here.
Sarah could drop Kari with a powerslam, body slam, or any number of things. Instead, she just plants Kari back down on her feet and glares at her once more. She looks at the smaller woman with a seriousness on her face. Kari even looks a bit dumbfounded that she hadn't just been demolished after what she'd tried to do.
Sarah Twilight: STOP!
Kari looks at her for a moment and instead of realizing that now would be a good time to quit while she was ahead....she hauls off and LANDS the hardest slap she'd delivered this night right across Sarah's face. The crowd gasps and whatever reserve of restraint that Sarah had left in her was all but gone. Her ability to let be had vanished and Kari had just pushed her to the brink of losing it and beyond. That final slap was just the final straw and when Sarah turns her head to look back at Kari, there is NOTHING but anger on her face.
Shannan Lerch: Uh....this isn't good!
Zach Davis: Ya think?
Jeff's jaw is on the floor already as he knows this is BAD news. Sarah sends a kick into Kari's gut that doubles her over and without even thinking about it any longer she hauls Kari up....and CRASHES her down into the mat with the TWILIGHT ZONE! Her tiny frame crumples against the canvas as she is sent blasting down into it. Her neck appears to twist upon impact and a LOUD pop is heard. Everyone in the entire arena is hushed and completely silent, fearing the worst. Kari is completely OUT. She is unconscious and not moving at ALL.
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD! WE NEED HELP!
Shannan Lerch: She just...she just KILLED HER!
Zach Davis: This is why this should have NEVER happened! My God, she might have a broken neck!
Jeff rushes into the ring and looks horrified...and Sarah, after realizing what she'd just done looks devastated by what she'd done as well. Both of them are checking on her. Sarah looks VERY upset that she lost her cool, even if just for that split second. But that was all it took and now Kari, might be seriously hurt. Medics rush out from the back to aid her. Eric Price remains at ringside, not even trying to get into the ring with both Jeff and Sarah there. He looks horrified as well, screaming at Sarah.
Eric Price: Look what you've done! Look what you've done!
Shannan Lerch: How despicable is Sarah Twilight to do such a terrible thing to Kari Kendall? This woman is disgusting!
Zach Davis: What happened is terrible, but you can't put the blame on Sarah. She did everything she could to avoid this. One split second of letting things get to her...and....this is a horrible tragedy. Both Sarah Twilight and Jeff Purse checking on Kari who hasn't moved.
Paramedics enter the ring and start prepping Kari for a neck brace. They also bring a backboard into the ring. Jeff is just devastated and he starts screaming at the medics.
Jeff Purse: DON'T MOVE HER!
Sarah does her best to calm Jeff down and get him away from the medics so that they can aid Kari. Jeff has tears streaming down his face as they load Kari onto the backboard with a neckbrace. She is still completely unconscious and the medics are checking her vital signs.
Shannan Lerch: Kari, obviously going to be hospitalized after this....this brutal attack.
Zach Davis: Are you for real? We're watching this tragic turn of events and you want to turn this into a blame game? If we're talking facts, the blame here lies with Eric Price. He put this nonsense into her head about fighting our World Champion. Got that Shannan?? A woman not trained in the ring....trying to fight the World Champion. Now, stop the crap.
Shannan Lerch: You're right...I just hope Kari is ok.
Zach Davis: So do I...so do I.
Kari finally opens her eyes and there is a slight glimmer of hope. Relief sets in as Sarah exhales a deep breath of worryment, glad to see that at least Kari was no conscious. Jeff rushes to her side, but Kari does not acknowledge him at all. Perhaps she was unable to speak? No, that question is answered as she starts calling out for Eric as the medics take her from the ring. Jeff's heart sinks as this happen.
Shannan Lerch: Obviously she wants nothing to do with Jeff Purse, and I don't blame her.
Zach Davis: The bigger story here is that she is alright....at least responsive. The extent of any injuries she may have suffered remains to be seen.
Jeff stands in the ring with Sarah, both of them still looking pretty upset about the entire ordeal as Kari is carried off to the back where a waiting ambulance was going to take her to the nearest hospital. Eric Price remains at her side as they leave.
The camera opens backstage in a locker room as a pale-faced Morientes is changing into his ring attire. The audience cheers in the background, before a loud knock drowns their voices out. The camera pans left to reveal that Jonny Fly has entered the room. Morientes, who was in the midst of taking off his shirt, quickly does so, clutching it in his hand as he turns to face Fly.
Jonny Fly: Ah, there you are. I need you to sign this right here.
He hands over the contract and a pen over to Morientes. The Spaniard glances down at Fly's offering, his eyes hardening as he does a little quick-reading, before looking up and reverting his attention back to the WCF CEO.
Morientes: Did you see what he did just now?
Morientes's voice is barely audible.
Jonny Fly: Yes. And it's really a shame. Come on, sign this right here.
He shakes the contract in his hands impatiently. At that very motion, Morientes explodes.
Morientes: A SHAME!? A SHAME??? HE BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF MY BROTHER AND STRUCK MY MOTHER, AND YOU HAVE NOTHING BETTER ELSE TO SAY?
Morientes throws down his shirt in disgust. He takes a deep breath to calm himself down, before continuing.
Morientes: Look Fly, you're the jefe around here. Are you honestly telling me that that's all you are going to do? Gravedigger went out of his way to torment me. What punishment are you going to deal on him? I'm going to rip his teeth out next week at the PPV myself if I have to!
Jonny Fly: No punishment. None at all.
A brief silence followed his words.
Morientes: Are you serious? He nearly killed a man! Jesus Christ, I can't believe you are such a fucking tool. Whatever happened to the honest Fly that everyone l--
Fly sighs loudly in exasperation, cutting The Bull off in mid-sentence.
Jonny Fly: Look here genius, I can't do anything about it. I'm sorry for whatever happened to your brother, but can you prove that it's Gravedigger that did it? And even if it was him, so what? You have my... sympathies, but the fact of the matter is that the attack was on someone that's NOT contracted by the WCF. It's not my responsibility whatsoever. After all, Adrian wasn’t a member of the roster and I let you attack him without punishment.
Morientes: That's a half-assed reply if I ever heard one Fly.
Jonny Fly: And it's half an ass more than I should have given. I can't do anything about it, so deal with it Morientes. What I can give you at the least, however, is a chance for you to get your hands on him. I'm not going to run the risk of having you two go at each other again, so I'm coming to each of you individually. Sign this, and you have absolutely nothing to lose. If you cut his face off, you're free from all liabilities.
He waves the contract and pen around again. This time, Morientes snatches the two items out of his hands.
Morientes: Make no mistake, he's going to die. I'm going to make whatever happened to Adrian look like a cakewalk compared to whatever I'm going to do to his slimy face.
The Spaniard signs the contract and shoves it back into the CEO's face. A slight smirk on his face, Fly grabs it and makes his way out of the locker room, but not without getting a final jab in at Morientes's expense.
Jonny Fly: So says the Rebellion Flyjobber, heh.
The scene closes with Morientes staring daggers at Fly's back, before he turns away and continues changing for his match.
“ With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Odin goes over to the other side of the ring and gets a mic from the ring announcer.
Shannan Lerch: Oh great, he's gonna speak. I hope for his sake his speech goes with a pop up book. I don't think he or his few fans would be able to understand it.
Zach Davis: Odins more intelligent then you give him credit for. I'd say hes smarter then you but thatd be an insult to him.
Shannan Lerch: You're an ass.
Odin Balfore: Last week Sarah Twilight got her first chance to step in the ring with me since I spoiled her little victory over Eric Price. Last week Sarah had the opportunity to show to all of you- her fans, that she could hang with The Nordic Tank.
Crowd: SA-RAH – SA-RAH - SA-RAH
Odin Balfore: Ya know Sarah, when you stepped into WCF, I call you the flavor of the week. Guess, what, you still are. It's not a women thing, its not a jealous thing, thats just the facts. Fact is right now I stand in this ring, about to put Skylar Striker through the roughest match of his career to take rip away from the the both of you at the Pay Per View. What are you doing, while I'm doing this? Oh yah, you were fighting your girlfriends ex girlfriend, whose not a wrestler in what I'm sure you will call the most “ hellacious, grueling, heart pounding match in WCF history.” You want buzz words, Sarah.. roll the clip.
~ [ The failed attempt at more shenanigans only serves as a means to more punishment for Waylon. Striker hits a snap suplex, and sends a barrage of punches and kicks. Finally he sends Waylon into the turnbuckle with an Irish whip, and he follows up with a high knee. As Waylon stumbles back out of the corner he is met with a vicious superkick to the jaw!
Odin Balfore: You saw Striker come off that top rope an you saw my fist, Surtrs Revenge, just waiting for him. You saw a hellacious punch, a grueling punch and you felt your heart pounding in your chest and- stop. You didn't leave because you could. Not because it was beneficial that I just crushed your opponent but because it was necessary that you protect yourself. You may claim that you're this fighting, bare knuckle fighter but sweetheart...
Odin closes his fist and holds it up.
Odin Balfore: That's bare knuckle. This what will make you not get up, not want to continue a match, leave for your own good. There is one thing you wernt counting on though, tonight. That I would get the given opportunity to force my way into your match and finish what I started at Aftermath. I get to finish what I started last week with Striker.
The WCF Jumbo screen rolls the footage of Odin attacking Striker after the match last week.
~ [ The bell rings as Odin Balfore walks over to Striker and grabs him by the throat. Striker tries to Fight Balfore off but Odins grip is too string.
Zach Davis: We got a very pissed off Balfore, looking to make more of an impact.
Shannan Lerch: Striker, caught off guard and out of gas. Odins got him high in the air...
Zach Davis: Oh no, shades of Aftermath! Odin has Striker of high...
Shannan Lerch: And striker takes the thirteen foot fall from the ring to the floor below. Massive choke slam by Odin onto the number one contender.
Zach Davis: Well Shannan, we heard Odin say that he's coming back to make an impact and taking gout the champion one week and the number one contender the next week is just the sorta impact he's looking for. Striker may have earned it but its Balfore whose just trying to add his name to the mix.
Shannan Lerch: Well Strikers Pantheon and all of Pantheon hates Odin so i'm not sure if this is a smart move or not.
Zach Davis: Well if you had to pick one guy to go one on one with Pantheon, Odin Balfore would have to be at the very top of that list.
Odin Balfore steps out of the ring and down to the floor, as he picks up Striker.
Shannan Lerch: Twilight already headed off to the back and why should she go and help Striker, even if she hates Balfore, he's just doing her a favor.
Balfore rolls Striker in the ring, and lifts him up high into the air again...
Zach Davis: Ragnarok!
Odin Just looks down at Striker and shakes his head then looks around the ring and holds his arm up in triumph.
Shannan Lerch: Striker talked about the changing landscape of WCF but I think Odins changed it again, only this time, he's changing whose playing the game. How will this affect the Championship match? We'll find out next week! ] ~
Odin Balfore: Flash back! I know Sarah and Fuck you because I'm not sorry. I just thought that you'd like to relive what I did to you the week before. I thought that I'd give Striker a taste of what I did because he may have earned his shot to face you by winning the Trilogy Cup but WCF ain't about earning. If you want it, you go and take it. You go and take it, that's how I've gotten all that I have in WCF. There ain't no one better at that then me.
That Brings me to Striker. It ain't personal, its business. Now if you wana make it personal, we can do that too but I wouldnt suggest it. You're deductible won't cover it. From where I stand Striker, after I bury my fist in your jaw for the second week in a row, I'll have taken what you've spent weeks trying to earn. I'll take taken what Sarah has taken a year to try and earn yet still hasn’t.
After next week, Pantheon and Genesis will have no one to blame but themselves because the one thing they hate more then each other is standing with the very prize that they both want. Odin Balfore will become a three time WCF Champion on their dime and right in front of their very eyes.
So come on Striker, try and stop me. You got the first chance to shut me up.
We come back to the last rifts of "With Oden on Our Side" blaring through the loudspeakers as Odin Balfore stands in the ring looking sinister as usual.
Kyle Steel: From Robinsdale, Minnesota...weighing in at three hundred and forty pounds...he is "The Nordic Tank" ODIN BALFORE!
Boos from the crowd.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent...
"Hands" by The Almost begins to play throughout the arena. “With our hands held high we're screaming..."
Kyle Steel: From Perth, Australia...weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds...he is SKYLER STRIKER!!!
The crowd scream 'whoa-oh whoa-oh oh' and in doing so introduce Skyler Striker. Striker makes his way to the ring in his usual fashion, focused and determined. Once inside, he stands in the center of the ring and bows his head, his arms outstretched and fists clenched. He then opens his palms to the audience, causing white pyro to explode from the ring posts. Striker throws his effects out of the ring and prepares for the match.
Zach Davis: This one set to get under way. If Odin Balfore manages to defeat Skyler Striker here tonight, then Odin Balfore also becomes part of the World Title Match at Asesinato De Mayo and will challenge Sarah Twilight as well.
Shannan Lerch: Odin returning a few weeks ago and assaulting the new World Champion...only to assault her opponent, Skyler Striker last week. There is a lot of animosity here. Skyler Striker has a score to settle.
Zach Davis: And I don't think they're wasting any time settling it! Here we go!
Referee Peter Laos separates the two men to a corner each and then calls for the bell. Striker wastes absolutely no time in getting out some of his anger as he rushes Odin with a double leg tackle and mounts over the top of the Nordic Tank , throwing punch after punch in a furious rage. The crowd immediately begins to go wild, getting behind him. After several punches, he finally backs off at the behest of Peter Laos. Skyler Striker stands tall and lets out a yell to the crowd. A look of pure intensity on his face.
Odin wipes his face after the barrage of punches and starts back up. He smirks heavily and nods a bit, knowing he's gotten Striker worked up. Striker heads right back after Odin but gets caught with a boot to the midsection. Odin follows it up with a running kneelift to the face. Striker is down and Odin stays on him, dropping a knee into Striker's face. He raches down, hauling Striker back to his feet. However, Striker pushes Odin 's arms off and catches him unexpectedly with a gutbuster.
Zach Davis: These two battling back and forth from the getgo. But don't expect this to be much of a "wrestling match." These men are out for blood. It's nothing more than a fight!
Shannan Lerch: What else would you be expecting? They didn't come out here to sit down for tea!
Skyler Striker is far from finished as he immediately pulls Odin to his feet, sending some clubbing forearm smashes to his head. He starts backing Odin towards the corner and unleashes a powerful European uppercut, followed by more forearm smashes. Odin covers up as the onslaught continues from Striker. Peter Laos steps in to break it up as Odin is forced into the corner. Striker makes a clean break, but as Lao's attention was on getting Skyler out of the cornber, Odin seizes the opportunity to send a well placed kick to the groin. Striker doubles over and falls to the mat, clutching his groin. Black turns his attention to Odin , who insists it was a gut kick.
With Striker down, Odin takes every advantage he can get, stomping away at the man who stands between him and his opportunity to the main event next week. He takes his boot and rubs it harshly across Striker's face which garners a round of boos from this Berlin crowd. Odin follows it up with a very hard stomp to the face. Striker is still down and Odin taunts the crowd, pointing out that he has their "hero" where he wants him.
Shannan Lerch: I told you. This is just a prime example of what Odin is capable of.
Zach Davis: He hit the man with a low blow! He should already be disqualified! This thing is far from over. Skyler Striker came here to fight, and I believe that fight he will!
Striker pulls himself to his feet, still clutching his groin a bit and Odin turns his attention back towards him. He rushes at him and Striker with a belly to belly throw that puts Odin on his back. The Nordic Tank gets back to his feet and is sent down with a thunderous clothesline. Striker is burning up with rage right now and holds a readied stance, waiting for Odin to get back to his feet. As he does, he is carried over with a spinning powerslam and Skyler Striker is on fire!
Odin winces a bit on the mat as he grabs at his lower back. He is given no time for reprieve as Striker grabs hold of him into a side mount, sending numerous knee shots into the ribs. Odin groans with each shot. Finally, Striker abandons this assault and yanks Odin again to his feet. However, this time it is Odin who gets the elemnet of surprise as he sends Striker down with a front falling suplex out of nowhere! Striker's face meets canvas and now both men are down on the mat. Odin has bought himself some time to regroup.
Zach Davis: This is so back and forth. Both men taking it to each other like nobody's business
Shannan Lerch: It all comes down to who's got the smarts. And I believe that Odin has been out-thinking Striker every step of the way. He's going to finish the job right here, right now!
Striker starts to make it back to his feet, as does Odin. Both men up and Striker with a hard first to Odin . It's returned by the Nordic Tank and the two are now engaged in a slug fest in the center of the ring. Neither man is backing down. Punch after punch is thrown with complete fury. Finally, Striker gets an opening, sending a few punches at Odin without response. He grabs Odin for an irish whip, but it's reversed and Skyler is instead sent into the ropes. He flies at Odin on the return with a flying shoulder block. But Odin moves out of the way and Striker connects with Peter Laos! The referee is knocked back into the turnbuckle where he hits his head and is now down and out!
With the referee down, Odin wastes little time as Striker turns around to resume beating on Odin but he walks right into a spinebuster! The match again turns in the favor of the Nordic Tank .
Zach Davis: And things just turned to Odin's favor for sure!
Shannan Lerch: The ref is down, everything is fair!
Zach Davis: This is a bad predicament for Skyler Striker. No referee and Odin is already looking to capitalize on this!
Indeed he was, as he heads to the outside of the ring, looking for something. After discarding a few objects from under the ring, he settles on a kendo stick, which he brings with him back into the ring. Striker is starting to stir, but before he had the time to collect himself, he is cracked HARD across the back with the kendo stick. Odin hits him again and again.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
Striker screams out in pain as the stinging of the stick meeting his flesh is felt repeatedly. Odin is grinning ear to ear at his actions. He takes a moment to measure Striker and he sends another swing at Striker, but it gets caught! Striker catches the stick between his arm and side, and he YANKS it away from Odin . Striker looks PISSED! Odin turns to get the hell out of dodge but Striker doesn't let him get far as he now sends his OWN stinging blows to Odin with the kendo stick. The crowd is coming UNGLUED with cheers now!
Shannan Lerch: Hey! That's not fair! Disqualify Striker right now! He's using a weapon!
Zach Davis: But it was alright when Odin was using it? It's just like you said, the referee is down and everything is fair game! Odin is getting what he deserves!
Odin manages to high tail it out of the ring after Striker catches him with one final blow on his way out. Odin tries to collect himself, but Striker is in hot pursuit. Odin makes his way around the ring, with Striker chasing him. Suddenly, Odin stops and LEVELS Striker with a clothesline!!! Odin is now the one who looks completely pissed, with bad intentions is his eyes. He continues to look around the ring for something else to punish Skyler with. But he notices Peter Laos starting to stir. To avoid a potential disqualification for what he has in mind, he heads back into the ring and STOMPS an already dazed and confused Laos. Keeping him down and out. Odin goes back to his search it seems he finds something to his liking.
Zach Davis: Oh no! Don't....
Shannan Lerch: Yes! Yes! This is great!
Odin YANKS a camera away from of one of the cameramen and holds it in both hands. Waiting for Striker to get back to his feet. The crowd is LIVID with boos of disapproval for the Nordic Tank . Striker slowly gets back to his feet, and before he has any time to react, he is met by a crazed Odin, running full speed at him and....
He BLASTS the camera into Striker's face. Pieces of glass, plastic and metal fly everywhere and Striker drops back down to the floor like a brick! Another camera zooms in to survey the damage. Skyler's head is busted wide open! Blood, mingled with small pieces of debris from the camera litter his forehead. Odin tosses the busted camera aside almost into the ring and it lands on the apron, hung up on the middle rope near the turnbuckle. The crowd continues to boo heavily, although many of them begin to chant.
Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Striker is down and out of it! Odin is revelling in the fact as he throws the camera down. He casually walks over to the downed Striker, and struggles to hoist his dead weight back towards the ring. He manages to drag him near the apron, but can't quite get him back inside the ring. Odin gets frustrated and decides to find something else to inflict damage, since he can't roll Skyler into the ring. He grabs a table and slides it into the ring now, setting it up.
Zach Davis: Oh this isn't good....and damn it there's still no referee either!
Shannan Lerch: Hey, it is what it is. Odin wants in that match...he wants a shot at Sarah Twilight and he is going to do what it takes to make that happen.
Odin finishes setting up the table just a few feet from the turnbuckle as Striker makes it back to his feet and climbs slowly back into the ring. Odin heads over to him and grabs him by the throat, forcing him back near the turnbuckle. He hauls him up to the top, Odin climbing the turnbuckle now as well.
Zach Davis: Oh my God! Chokeslam from the top through the table?!
Shannan Lerch: Odin is looking to cripple him right here tonight!
Odin steps up near the top rope, ready for this CRAZY chockeslam but Striker fights it off. Odin slips and falls down slightly, now straddled on the top rope and Striker positions himself on the top and middle ropes, catching Odin with a few buzzsaw style kicks to the head. Odin is dazed, but is shaking them off. Striker has an idea as he sees the discarded camera hung up on the ropes. He takes hold and BLASTS Odin in the face to a HUGE pop! Odin has his forehead now busted open and is teetering from his seated position and Striker with the hop up..
Zach Davis: STARFALL!!! THROUGH THE TABLE!
Shannan Lerch: Holy Crap!
Odin CRASHES through the table which cracks and splinters upon impact sending him crashing into the mat below.
Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Zach Davis: What just happened?
Shannan Lerch: I...I don't know?
Peter Laos who had started coming to, noticed Striker nail Odin with the camera and finally was able to signal fr the bell. Striker can't believe what just happend and looks outraged.
Kyle Steel: The winner of this match as a result of a disqualification....ODIN BALFORE!
Shannan Lerch: Oh the irony! Odin gets into the World Title match via disqualification. That is almost bittersweet.
Zach Davis: It's riduculous if you ask me! Odin should have been disqualified a long time ago in this contest. Instead, bad luck for Striker as he gets called for retaliating.
Shannan Lerch: It's not cheating if you don't get caught!
Striker is LIVID about the decision and as Odin makes it back to his feet...Striker in a rage grabs the busted up camera one more time and RUNS at Odin....CCCCRRRRRRAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKK! He BLASTS him again in the face with it, further busting Odin open and the big man hits the canvas. Striker wastes no time getting out of the ring and making his way toward the ramp after making his own statement to Odin, and getting a bit of payback for the attack last week.
Zach Davis: Striker obviously unhappy. But he gets himself a slight measure of revenge against Odin Balfore here tonight.
Shannan Lerch: Sore loser! The match was over, he didn't need to hit Odin again!
Striker makes it about halfway up the ramp when Odin, who has now made it back to his feet, demands a mic.
Odin Balfore: That all you got, kid?
Striker turns around to see Odin, still standing...much to his surprise. The two have a long staredown and mouth off to each other regarding the match next week.
Zach Davis: Obviously the bad blood escalated here. But next week it will be Skyler Striker and Odin Balfore challenging Sarah Twilight for the WCF World Championship.
Shannan Lerch: Both Striker and Sarah have bad blood with Odin. Who knows how THAT will play out? Either way it should be an epic for sure!
The camera opens backstage once again. This time, the scene is set in Jonny Fly's office for the night. The WCF CEO is on his feet and appears to be highly agitated as he shouts at someone off-camera.
Jonny Fly: WHAT THE HELL were you thinking, pulling off something like that! Do you know who his family is!? I'll probably have to deal with a multi-million dollar lawsuit already, and I'm not sure if I can get you completely off the hook!
The camera pans left to reveal a very smug-looking Gravedigger. He's sitting in a recliner and appears to be calm and composed; a stark contrast to his boss standing next to him.
Gravedigger: Whoa whoa whoa, calm down there. How dare you accuse me of such depraved acts. Whoever said that I was the one responsible for his family's assault?
Fly laughs a little in derision.
Jonny Fly: Nice try there, but those words of yours won't work on me. Look, I don't really care whatever you have done to him, but you can't break the rules around here just like that, Gravejobber.
At that, Gravedigger holds a finger up, wagging it to the fury of everyone watching the livestream.
Gravedigger: You can't prove that I was involved in that, or as a matter of fact, that the people who attacked his brother were MS-13 members. That's that, so you might want to watch your mouth a little, or I might just sue you for slander. I can see why you might think that, seeing that Morientes so disgustingly assaulted Adrian last week in Madrid. But no, I'm a better man than that.
Jonny Fly: Aren't those supposed to be my words? Whatever, just don't create any more problems around here for me. Jeff Purse already got himself in a mess, and I don't want to contend with whatever little squabble you two Hispanics got.
He throws the contract at Gravedigger, who catches it in one hand without even blinking.
Jonny Fly: Morientes has already signed the contract, so now I need you to do so, too. I don't really care what you two do to each other, just don't even think of implicating either the company or myself in this mess. You got it?
Gravedigger: No problem... boss.
Taking a Mont Blanc pen from his pocket, Gravedigger signs his name at the indicated place on the contract and hurls it back to Jonny Fly. The CEO takes a look at the paper, verifying that both participants of the Barbed Wire Massacre Match have signed their consent, before placing it on a table besides him.
Jonny Fly: Okay, so now you two got a match. Now get out of my office.
Still smirking cockily, Gravedigger rises to his feet and makes his way out, not saying a word as he does so. The camera closes as WCF goes into a commercial for Asesinato De Mayo.
Zach Davis: It's main event time! This match is definitely something to look out for. Utilizing his one-match-a-month booking privilege, the former CEO of WCF, Sethcretary set this up between two very reluctant participants!
Shannan Lerch: Gosh, it's still tough having to refer to my brother as a Sethcretary despite it being almost half a year. But yes, going back to topic, this match is for the WCF Television Title, and have we ever seen two opponents who know each other as well as these two?
Zach Davis: Perhaps, but John Gable and Morientes are two men who do not hide the fact that they absolutely despise one another. But despite that, they have teamed up in recent times "for the greater good", as Rebellion so commonly say, and what a team we have had since then.
Shannan Lerch: But none of that teamwork is going to help them tonight. Morientes is going one-on-one against John Gable for the championship, and if I think I know The Bull, he's not going to let this one go easy.
Zach Davis: That's true. But let's not forget Gable's drive as a champion. After all, he did win the championship from a certain Skyler Striker, the current number one contender for the WCF Championship. Not everyone can beat a Hall-of-Famer, and he being able to claim the gold actually shows how good he actually is.
Shannan Lerch: Let's get this one in the history books! If I'm not mistaken, it's also the first time we have had either man in the main event as well!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... and it is for the WCF Television Championship!
The German crowd erupts at that exclamation.
Zach Davis: Another first in a long time here. I can't remember the last time a Television Championship bout was placed for the main event. This is sure to be one hell of a match.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first...
The clashing of two swords fills the arena for a couple of seconds as the lights dim, before the sound of a shotgun goes off. "Back For More" by Five Finger Death Punch starts to play as Morientes comes out from the back, dressed in his usual fighting attire. Posing for the crowd for a few moments, the lights come back on as the first verse of the song is belted, and he makes his way to the ring while nodding at cheering fans.
Kyle Steel: The challenger... from Madrid, Spain... weighing in at two hundred and twenty-two pounds... MORIENTES!
Morientes slides into the ring and raise his arms into the air for fan reaction. He then sheds his leather jacket in the middle of the ring, and throws it to the crowd. Next, he climbs up the upper left turnbuckle, gesturing to the crowd. After that, Morientes jumps back to the mat and starts stretching, awaiting the referee to start the match.
Zach Davis: It's the popular Spaniard that comes out first. Could this be his first ever title here in the WCF?
Shannan Lerch: It could very well be. Seeing that we are in a historical city, here's one more fun fact. Morientes was the very first, and as of now, the very last person to beat Gable in a singles match. Could he inflict Gable's second loss in a one-on-one match, or will Gable triumph over the Bull?
Kyle Steel: And his opponent...
"Things That You Oughta Know" by Chronic Future blasts over the P.A. system. The crowd starts jeering immediately, as they await the arrival of the current Television Champion.
Kyle Steel: Accompanied by Humphrey Craig... from Cleveland, Ohio... weighing in at two hundred and twenty-one pounds... he is the current WCF Television Champion... JOHN GABLE!
The jeers escalate as John Gable enters through the current wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a leather jacket, acting as if he was trying not to be noticed. He looks out to the crowd while trying to hide his face. He steps down the ramp as Humphrey Craig followed with a sign reading “future Oscar recipient”. John Gable slides into the ring and rips off his 'disguise'.
Zach Davis: This is it, the main event of Slam. Two young men who have impressed many in their relatively short careers here in the WCF. The bigger question here would be this - would they be able to co-exist next week at the PPV after what will happen later on?
Shannan Lerch: I agree with you 100% Zach. No matter who wins, there is bound to be bad blood between the two yet again. They simply don't like each other! Putting them into a match a week before the Trios Cup finals is just putting the icing on the cake. They are going to kill each other tonight, and Pantheon will win next week.
Zach Davis: I don't know... I'm sure that both Gable and Morientes know that nothing is more important than that match on Sunday. After all, think about it, no matter who wins, the belt stays with Rebellion.
Shannan Lerch: Harrumph, take my word for it. Nothing good is going to come out of this match. My brother is a genius.
The two Rebellion members meet in the centre of the ring, as they await the match to begin. The crowd is hyped, and they are letting the wrestlers know it. John Gable and Morientes exchange a long stare, before the Spaniard extends a hand out.
Zach Davis: A sign of peace. I bet you that it's not easy for Morientes to do that. No one dislikes Gable more than him, but he's the better man with sportsmanship. I bet you Gable will reciprocate.
Shannan Lerch: God, you're such an idealist.
Gable looks down at Morientes's extended hand for a moment, before coolly slapping it away. The crowd boos, not impressed with his behavior.
Shannan Lerch: HA! In your face Mr. M! Seems that this is going to be a good ole' fashioned brawl rather than the friendly competition you seem to be hoping for. I got my money on Gable for this.
Zach Davis: ...
Incensed and a tad embarrassed, Morientes tries to charge at Gable, but senior referee Stanley Moser puts himself between the two men. He stops Morientes, and separates them. He looks at both men, before signaling for a stagehand to ring the bell.
Shannan Lerch: And we are off! Rebellion vs. Rebellion for the WCF Television Title!
Wasting no time, Morientes immediately makes for his tag team partner. Undaunted, Gable follows suit, and the two men lock up in the middle of the ring in a fierce clinch.
Zach Davis: These two men are so equally matched, as we have seen several times in the past already. If anything, Gable is slightly stronger, while Morientes edges the former actor out in terms of speed.
Gable manages to lock Morientes up in a side headlock. He wrenches on the neck of the Spaniard hard, eliciting a cry of pain from Morientes. However, his dominance is soon dispelled after a couple of well-placed punches to the body by Morientes. Gasping for air, Gable is forced to let his opponent go. Morientes takes full advantage of the opportunity to catch Gable with a crooked arm lariat, hitting him to the canvas.
Shannan Lerch: Both men just know each other so well, and it's a stalemate from the very start!
Gable gets himself back to his feet quickly after that sudden attack. He keeps his distance from his Rebellion comrade, and circles the ring. Morientes does the same, as they keep their eyes on one another, wary for any sudden moves that they know the other is capable of pulling. The crowd is watching their every movement; not a single member of this German audience is willing to risk the chance of missing a moment of this match.
Zach Davis: You have got to wonder if Vengeance, Ninja, and Blizzard are watching backstage. After all, it might just end badly and their alliance could be over before you know it.
Suddenly, Morientes rushes at Gable, attempting to catch him with another lariat. Gable anticipates that, and sidesteps Morientes. The former actor then takes advantage of the situation and clubs the Spaniard in the back of the head viciously. Clutching his head in pain, The Bull is unable to prevent Gable from locking his hands around his waist. Gable then slams Morientes on the mat hard with a full nelson suplex, Morientes's head slamming back with a resounding thud.
Shannan Lerch: Yikes! Did you see the way Morientes landed? It seems that Gable is going for his neck region.
Zach Davis: Seems like it too. And unfortunately for Morientes, Gable's patented City Lights brainbuster is just what you don't want coming your way when your head is sore.
Not letting up, Gable goes on his assault. While Mr. M is still dazed from the suplex, Gable continues to target the neck of Morientes, dropping elbow after elbow after elbow. After five shots, Gable pulls Morientes to his feet, and irish whips him into a corner turnbuckle. Morientes is visibly hurting by this point.
Shannan Lerch: Yup, definitely the head region. I foresee a brainbuster attempt soon.
Gable charges in with a running knee, but somehow, despite the concussion-inducing attacks delivered to him, Morientes is still somehow slip out of the way, falling onto the canvas in the process. However, Gable is able to slow down in time, preventing himself from colliding with the turnbuckle. Instead, he composes himself, and takes the opportunity to deliver a sinister baseball slide, kicking Morientes right out of the ring!
Zach Davis: He's knocked right to the floor. Mustn't be a very comfortable landing; it's concrete we have down there!
Gable smirks, as he peers down as the stirring body of his Rebellion comrade. He notions to Stanley Moser to start the count, and decides to kick back a little. Taking the opportunity to showboat for a little while, Gable makes his way back to the centre of the ring and decides to pose for the crowd. The fans in the Velodrom Arena are not amused, and they are letting their voices be heard.
Stanley Moser: ONE!
Stanley Moser: TWO!
Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
His smile mutating into a growl after hearing those chants, Gable proceeds to flip them the bird, which made them jeer him even more. The former actor is unhappy, and he decides to turn his back on them.Meanwhile, Morientes is slowly making his way back to his feet.
Stanley Moser: THREE!
Stanley Moser: FOUR!!
Shannan Lerch: I don't understand why people cheer Morientes over Gable.
Zach Davis: Umm... because Morientes is actually nice, and not an egoist?
Stanley Moser: FIVE!!
Zach Davis: Oh look! He's back into the ring!
Yes, Morientes has managed to roll back into the ring, and with the aid of the ropes, is gingerly making his way back to his feet. Upon hearing the official's count stop, Gable turns his head and diverts his attention back to Morientes. Walking over to the Spaniard, Gable shoves him into the ropes, aiming for a back body drop. However, Morientes predicted the move, and held tight, while Gable had already lowered his head for the maneuver. Taking advantage of the opening, Morientes runs in, and delivers a sickening kick full-force into the face of the former actor! Gable's head snaps back as he clutches his nose in horror, his entire body crumbling to the mat.
Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD. Did Morientes just break his nose!?
Zach Davis: I... I believe so! Look at him! Blood is spurting out even as we speak!
Indeed, as his struggles start to cease, Gable's features are much more visible, and what a sight it is indeed. That kick to the face has busted him open, and blood is streaming by the buckets from his nose. The German crowd is roaring in appreciation of the unexpected bloodbath, and Morientes decides to go for the cover.
Zach Davis: First pinfall of the match. Can Morientes win it?
Shannan Lerch: I can't believe Mr. M would do such a thing. Gable's movie star looks are gone, surely!
Stanley Moser slides into position, checking that Gable's shoulders are down and starts the count.
Gable manages to kick out just after two. Morientes jumps off him and makes his way to the nearest turnbuckle. The crowd is on their feet; there is no way they would miss seeing his aerial attacks in action. Gable is coughing as he struggles to wipe the blood away from his face, still on the ground in pain.
Without wasting a single second, he scales to the top rope, preparing to deliver his signature move. He makes his way up, posing for the crowd a little... before leaping high into the sky in a magnificent split-legged corkscrew moonsault!
Zach Davis: Spanishsault! Can he hit it!
And he does! Gable wasn't able to lift his knees or roll out of the way in time, and he has to suffer through the pain of that Spanishsault. He goes for the cover immediately. Stanley Moser is at the ready.
But no! Somehow, through the pain from his busted nose and bruised ribs, Gable is able to kick out from the pinfall. Incredulous, Morientes goes for another cover.
No! Gable is able to lift his shoulders before the three-count yet another time. Unfazed, Morientes lifts Gable back to his feet in hopes of inflicting more damage. But alas, it's not meant to be. Out of the blue, Gable strikes with a under-hook swinging neck breaker, catching Morientes and the majority of the audience off guard.
Zach Davis: Wow! What a blow, can he capitalize!
Shannan Lerch: Yes, that's it! Take advantage of it and pin that Spanish man! Go go Gable!
Zach Davis: You're quite the Gable fan, aren't you.
Shannan Lerch: I mean, come on, he's obviously the best out of all the Rebellion members. And when you put him up against someone like Morientes, I will vote for him. It's elementary.
Zach Davis: ...
But instead of going for the pin, Gable decides to go on the offensive! He grabs Morientes's left arm, and places him in an armbar. He yanks on his hand, refusing to let go, and forcing Morientes to make his way to the ropes. When the Spaniard painstakingly managed to crawl over, Gable somehow manages to yank Morientes back to the center of the ring. Stanley Moser is on the lookout for any sign that Morientes will tap. A maniacal look on Gable's face, coupled with the blood, made him look deranged.
Zach Davis: Armbar! Armbar! Will Morientes tap?!
Morientes flops around trying to grab for something... anything!!
John Gable: TAP DAMN IT!! TA-A-A-A-P!!!
Morientes: NO-O-O-O-O!! NEVER-ER-ER!!
After a few moments of moving around...
Zach Davis: THERE!! THERE!! MORIENTES HAS A FOOT ON THE ROPES!!
Stanley Moser: Okay Gable, let go!! ONE!!
John Gable: NO!!! NEVER!!
Stanley Moser: I'm serious!! TWO!! THREE!! I'LL DQ YOUR SORRY ASS!! FOU-OUR!! FIV....
Gable lets go of the arm bar. Both men stand up quickly. Blood keeps dripping from Gable's nose.
Shannan Lerch: Both men charge at each other and hook up with a collar and elbow tie up!!
Both men quickly let go...
Zach Davis: Morientes pops John Gable in the mid-section!!
As Gable is slightly bent over and blood dripping down, Morientes spins around behind Gable and grabs his arms.
Shannan Lerch: Both of them are so close to the ropes.
Morientes picks up Gable and...
Zach Davis: TIGER SUPLEX!! MORIENTES IS GOING FOR THE PIN!!
Zach Davis: MORIENTES HAS DONE IT!! MORIENTES IS THE NEW WCF TELEVISION CHAMPION!!
Shannan Lerch: NO!! NO!! NO!! The referee didn't see it!! Stanley Moser didn't see John Gable's right hand under the bottom rope.
The Television Championship is handed to Morientes. Master of Puppets by Metallica hits, and Seth walks out.
Zach Davis: Here comes Seth Lerch?
Seth Lerch: Due to John Gable's right hand being under the bottom ring rope...
At this time, John Gable is standing up and is behind Morientes.
Seth Lerch: I am ordering that this match restarts... THERE MUST BE A WINNER.... DAMN IT!!
The Velodrom Arena shakes with thunderous boos. Morientes and Stanley Moser watches as Seth Lerch leaves the entrance stage. John Gable creeps up behind Morientes and...
Zach Davis: LOW BLOW!!
John Gable rolls up Morientes and Stanley Moser looks back inside the ring and slides into position...
Kyle Steel: The winner of the match.... JOHN GABLE!!
The Television championship is handed to John Gable who snatches the belt and squeezes the belt as if his life depended on it!!
Zach Davis: Morientes is getting into john Gable's face...
Morientes: YOU'RE A DAMN COWARD!! YOU CANNOT WIN FAIRLY!! THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN WIN IS TO CHEAT!!
John Gable just looks at Morientes and laughs. Morientes continues to berate Gable, but the Television Champion just ignores him as he leaves the ring. Standing ringside, john Gable holds up the Television Championship in the air, rubbing it in Morientes face.
Shannan Lerch: This match didn't solve anything!! In fact, I think this match made matters worse between John Gable and Morientes!!
Zach Davis: I think you're right, Shannan!! Let's see what happens next week at Asesinato De Mayo between THESE TWO!!!
Zach Davis: What a match for the Television Championship! Well folks, we are on our way to Mexico for Asesinato De Mayo and--
Zach pauses mid sentence from closing the show as everyone's attention is on the video wall now as we cut backstage for a live feed of something that is unfolding in the locker room of Jeff Purse. We see Jeff Purse pacing back and forth as he is on his cell phone. He looks quite distraught. WCF World Champion, Sarah Twilight is also there, looking equally upset and very much so remorseful. Jeff is frantically speaking to someone on the other end of the line.
Jeff Purse: What do you mean you can't give me any information?... I'm her boyfriend... what?! No why would she refuse to see me? Is she alright?... Come on, you have to tell me something?...Hello?...Hello? UGH!
Jeff hangs up the phone and places his arm against the wall, resting his forehead onto his arm as he sighs, still very upset. Sarah moves a few steps toward him.
Sarah Twilight: What did the hospital have to say?
Jeff replies, his head still buried against his arm.
Jeff Purse: They won't give me any information. Kari doesn't want anything to do with me.
Sarah looks down toward the ground, her eyelids three quarters of the way over her eyes as she speaks with a sorrowful tone.
Sarah Twilight: I...I'm sorry. This should never have happened. I shouldn't have
Jeff lifts his head from his arm and looks at her. He is obviously frustrated, but not with Sarah.
Jeff Purse: No, it's not your fault. It's Eric...I swear to God he's going to pay! He caused all of this!
Sarah nods, though she is still looking motsly at the ground. Feeling completely at fault for what happened to Kari.
Sarah Twilight: He will Jeff, he will. But for now...
She finally lifts her eyes to look up at him.
Sarah Twilight: You need to be there for her. Forget about him.
Jeff sighs, just fed up with everything.
Jeff Purse: I can't. She doesn't want me around.
Jeff steps foward, closer to Sarah.
Jeff Purse: At least I have someone who I can talk to...who understands.
Sarah Twilight: Of course...I mean that's what friends are for. Even in bad times.
Jeff reaches out and takes hold of Sarah's hand. Sarah allows him to, though there is a bit of an awkwardness to everything.
Jeff Purse: No really, I mean it. Thank you for being here for me through everything. My getting run down... at the hospital. All of it. Kari has always been my backbone and without you here... I don't know if I could get through this. I...I know I wouldn't get through it alone.
Sarah Twilight: I...I know we've both been through a lot. So you have been there for me as well. I know it's been rough....it's been rough on me too. We just have to stay focused and determined...despite the rumors...despite everything.
The two of them are staring into each other's eyes as they speak. Unaware that they are just getting closer and closer to one another as they speak. The confusion, emotion, pain and upsetment of the entire night has them in a swirled cloud of various emotions. Just needing to confide in the other seems to have brought them together at this particular time.
Jeff Purse: Definitely, cause we both know that nothing happened...I mean, why would it?
Sarah continues to look at him and he stares back at her....they are both almost in a trance, unaware of the world around them...and for the most part, even what was happening right now.
Sarah Twilight: No...we're just...friends.
Their eyes still locked within the mutual trance that has been created between them. The two of them embrace as their lips envelope one another in a small, yet somewhat passionate kiss before they even know what hit them. After a few seconds of the affectionate exchange, Sarah pulls back from the kiss, again looking down toward the floor, as if embarrassed and ashamed to look back at Jeff.
Sarah Twilight: No wait...this is wrong. I....I'm sorry...I just can't.
Sarah quickly walks off as the rush of emotion that was clouding their judgement had worn off. She obviously felt completely ashamed for having just shared that kiss with Jeff as she opens the door and exits the locker room. Being near Jeff right now was not a good idea. Jeff also seems to feel ashamed for what just took place as he calls out to Sarah.
Jeff Purse: Sarah wait!
It's too late, she's gone.
Jeff Purse: ...I didn't mean for it to get that far.
He quietly comments now...to himself as he realizes she's already left. Jeff sighs and we return to ringside.
Zach Davis: I...I don't know what to say. The emotions and confusion of everything. I can't even begin to describe what just happened.
Shannan Lerch: Jeff Purse is a disgusting human being! Sarah Twilight just hospitalized his girlfriend and he...he kisses her?!
Zach Davis: Let's not jump the gun here. I mean, obviously the two of them weren't happy with what happened. But....maybe there is something between them...even if they are just now starting to figure it out?
Shannan Lerch: Of course there's something between them! Eric Price has been right all along and now the truth is finally out and this is one that they can't deny!
Zach Davis: I...I really have no choice but to agree there. Well folks, that's all the time we have for tonight. We'll see you at Asesinato De Mayo!
We fade out to a VERY bustling crowd who can't help but to talk about what they just saw.