6/22/2014


Slam Intro

As Slam fades in and Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai comes to a close, the Sydney crowd chant 'WE WANT ALPINE!'

Zach Davis: These people want to see their home nation’s hero!

'The Warmth' by Incubus hits to an almighty roar from the Australian fans. 'The Vine' Brent Alpine comes out wearing an Australian soccer jersey. He appears overwhelmed by the ovation. He stops for a moment to take it all in before pacing to the ring like a man on a mission. He is passed a mic by an official at ringside.

Brent Alpine: G'day dingos!

The fans go insane.

Brent Alpine: Don't worry, The Shine isn't back. I just love a bit of Aussie lingo now and then. AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE!

A chant of 'OI OI OI' echoes back from the crowd.

Brent Alpine: Great to be back, Sydney. Of course, I'm from Rockhampton which is like 900 miles away...

Boooooo. A 'SYDNEY' chant starts.

Brent Alpine: ... But I was on the phone to Tim Cahill earlier...

Huge pop for the football hometown hero.

Brent Alpine: And he told me to do Australia proud tonight. I told him I'll do my best but that the 21 000 of you would more than do this great nation proud.

Another big ovation.

Brent Alpine: Anyway, enough of the cheap pops.

His demeanor turns much more serious.

Brent Alpine: I have some business to deal with tonight. It's not going to be pleasant but someone's been screwing with me and they need to be caught.

The crowd jeers at the mention of someone screwing with Alpine.

Brent Alpine: The long and short of it is that, whoever Percy Macro is, he's been trying to ruin me. He manipulated me, told me I wasn't good enough without him, spied on me, tried to soil my name... but last week he finally pushed me to my limits. He murdered an innocent creature in cold blood. He's threatening to go even further. What he doesn't know is that I've spent several days making calls, digging around and meticulously analysing the WCF roster to work out who Percy Macro is. After painstaking work, I have narrowed down the entire company to just five suspects. I'll explain my reasoning at a later date... but let's just dive in. You want me to announce the hit list?

They pop in anticipation.

Brent Alpine: SUSPECT NUMBER ONE...

Zach Davis: Who will it be?!

Erin Robbins: Caliban?

Alpine grits his teeth in disdain.

Brent Alpine: ZOMBIE MCMORRIS!

Boos ring out around the arena as ZMAC's photo appears on the videotron.

Zach Davis: Makes sense.

Brent Alpine: SUSPECT NUMBER TWO...

Alpine points to the videotron as a WCF legend's picture pops up.

Brent Alpine: LOGAN!

There's a mixed reaction.

Zach Davis: Well, Percy Macro did attack Caliban with The Connector last week.

Brent Alpine: SUSPECT NUMBER THREE...

The fans simmer in suspense.

Brent Alpine: CHELSEA BLACK ARMSTRONG!

Zach Davis: Makes sense.

There's another mixed reaction, this time mostly negative, as Chelsea's picture comes on the screen.

Brent Alpine: SUSPECT NUMBER FOUR...

A familiar picture comes up on the videotron which elicits a huge indiscernible but shocked din from the crowd.

Brent Alpine: That's right, NATURAL ICE BECKMAN!

Zach Davis: WHAT?!?!?!

Erin Robbins: NO WAY! IT'S HIM! Beckman has got to be Percy!

Zach Davis: How on earth did Alpine come to that conclusion.

The fans are continuing to chatter amongst themselves and react in a variety of different ways.

Brent Alpine: I know, I know. But trust me, I have decent grounds for all these people. I don't point fingers carelessly. As for my FIFTH AND FINAL SUSPECT IS...

After the last bombshell, the crowd are even more excited to hear the final name.

Brent Alpine: ... You know what, I'll save that one for later.

'The Warmth' by Incubus plays again as Alpine goes to leave the ring.

Zach Davis: Well I guess we're going to have to wait for the fifth Percy Macro suspect.

Erin Robbins: Maurice Zangles. It's got to be Maurice Zangles. Or Dallas Culture. Or Cryboy McEmo. Yes, definitely Cryboy.

As Alpine is about to leave, the lights go out.

Zach Davis: Uh oh. This always spells trouble.

As the lights come back on, Percy Macro appears on the videotron to an enormous hiss of anger from the Acer Arena. Like last week, he is again in a large black cloak and a morbid pig mask. He is sitting on a bed of what appears to be a cheap hotel room. The walls are a grimy grey colour and tainted with noticeable mold. The bed is a single bunk and we can hear the springs creak with Macro's every move. Behind him, lying with the back of her head facing the wall is an unknown lady with blonde hair.

In the ring, Brent Alpine looks at the videotron in sheer hatred.

Percy Macro: Mr. Alpine! Very impressive list you have there. I am curious about your reasoning. Did you toss a coin or draw names out of a hat? You pitiful pitiful man from an even more pitiful country.

Huge heat from the crowd. An 'AUS' chant starts.

Percy Macro: I won't confirm or deny your list except to say that I am DEFINITELY not a country as filthy as Australia. That is one clue you can set in stone. None of that matters, however. Whether you find me or not, it will not change the final outcome. I will RUIN you. Speaking of ruining someone, excuse me one second.

Percy Macro slides under the covers of the bed and nestles up behind his female companion who is staring towards the wall. He reaches under the sheets and seems to be unzipping his pants.

Zach Davis: Who's that woman? What's he doing?

Erin Robbins: I believe the kids these days call it 'doggy style'.

The lady shrieks as the pig masked figure seemingly penetrates her from behind. She moans uncomfortably as the sheets ripple with animalistic thrusts. Alpine shakes his head while watching all this from the ring.

Zach Davis: What's the point of this? Who is this girl and why is Percy Macro having sex with her?

The fans boo at the incredibly unsexy display of sexual contact on the screen. The woman is loud but doesn't seem to be enjoying the experience.

Percy Macro: Show me your face and kiss my mask!

The woman turns her head towards the camera and reluctantly and squirmishly plants a kiss on the revolting pig mask. Alpine's mouth drops and he kicks the ropes in fury.

Erin Robbins: Why's Alpine so pissed? Is that his girl?

The lady mouths 'sorry' into the camera. Percy Macro pushes her head back to the wall and continues to have sex with her from behind. He pauses and looks towards the camera.

Percy Macro: Sydney, here I am only a mile from the arena in a seedy hotel with an even seedier woman. The woman I am lay with goes by the name of Verity Melissa Alpine.

The crowd boo. Alpine races down the ramp as if trying to go and find Percy.

Percy Macro: Don't bother trying to find us, Mr. Alpine. You'll be looking all night.

Alpine stops in despondency. He looks up at the videotron in anger.

Percy Macro: Yes, ladies and gentleman, this lady that I am fornicating with is Mr. Alpine's sister. Like her brother, she is nothing but a WHORE. But at least she doesn't try to claim otherwise.

Zach Davis: This is repugnant.

Verity turns back to the camera. Her face is filled with shame.

Percy Macro: Did I say you can look this way? FACE THE WALL! Anyway folks, Mr. Alpine claims to be a man of morals and principles. However, I have seen enough to know that he would sell them out in an instant just like his sister here! She's nothing but a cheap hooker here in Sydney and she specialises in the fetish market. She routinely has men defecating over her and whipping her and she has to pretend she likes it!

Alpine drops to his knees. He puts his head in his hands in sorrow for his sister's embarrassment.

Percy Macro: She just loves to be degraded, don't you Verity?

The prostitute makes no sound.

Percy Macro: I think that's a yes. Mr. Alpine, I assure you that her degradation will look like splendor compared to what I will put you through.

The crowd jeer mercilessly. A 'YOU SUCK' chant breaks out.

Zach Davis: What a horrible man.

Erin Robbins: Yeah, I kinda have to agree.

Zach Davis: You're agreeing with me?

Erin Robbins: I'm afraid so. There's a line. Percy Macro has made it a dot!

Macro addresses Verity again. Alpine walks back to the ring and picks up the mic he dropped on the canvas.

Percy Macro: SQUEAL FOR YOUR BROTHER, VERITY. SQUEAL LIKE THE PIG THAT YOU ARE!!!!

Verity starts to squeal as instructed. The fans boo in disgust.

Brent Alpine: Turn it off! Cut the footage NOW!

The feed cuts. Alpine runs to the back.

Erin Robbins: Who the hell is this Percy Macro?

Zach Davis: I don't know. It frankly scares me that we have someone so sick in the company.

Television Title Match
STG vs John Gable

Erin Robbins: I'm really excited about this next match. It's the long awaited debut of STG! Aka. Still Top Gangsta.

Zach Davis: Long awaited? He's only been in the WCF a week.

Erin Robbins: Actually, he's been employed for TEN DAYS THREE HOURS SEVEN MINUTES AND 43... 44 SECONDS.

"Ozark Empire" by Listener BOOMS over the PA system as John Gable walks past the curtain. He stops on the stage and raises his fists in the air with a battle cry that is slightly muffled by the mouth guard.

Kyle Steel: Coming to the ring at five feet and eleven inches and weighing in at two-hundred and twenty one pounds; hailing from Cleveland, Ohio, he is the current Cinema Champion... JOHN GABLE!!!

He slowly walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face as he sees the booing fans. He walks up the ring steps and takes one last look at the crowd before entering the ring and shadow boxing with the turnbuckle.

Erin Robbins: I'm sure Gable's dreading the lesser spotted STG.

Generic gangster rap track number 745 plays over the P.A. An official runs out with a note of paper. He hands it to Kyle Steel. The music cuts.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentleman, I have just received word that STG has no showed tonight's Slam.

The crowd boo.

Kyle Steel: However, I can confirm that STG will not be amongst the upcoming raft of roster cuts. In fact, we are offering him a new contract on improved terms effective immediately because he is STILL... TOP... GANGSTER!

Suddenly, a gormless and somewhat portly looking white male, probably in his late 60s, rushes out breathlessly. He is in office attire and carries a sports bag on his back. He holds a microphone weakly.

Man: Sorry I'm late.

Zach Davis: Who's this?

Erin Robbins: STG of course!

The man rips off his white shirt and tie to reveal a Still Top Gangster t-shirt underneath. He removes his smart pants to uncover three quarter length cargo shorts. He reaches into his pocket and removes large gold chains. Huffing and puffing, he wraps them around himself. He also picks out a red cap and places it on the side of his head. In an instant, his entire demeanor changes from a timid old white dude to a BADASS HUSTLER. He begins to rap.

STG: Yo, yo, yo, yo! Pop a rollie and check your 40's, it's ... err, Pryme Tyme. Sydney.
Sydney. We're bringing it. We're bringing it. We're bringing the hood to you.

STG stumbles into the ring with about 50 rolls of fat bobbling around. Gable grabs him and executes a standard powerslam. He covers him. The referee counts.

ONE...

TWO..

THREE!

Kyle Steel: The winner of this match and STILL WCF Cinema Champion, John Gable!

The referee raises Gable's hand. The medical team run down with a stretcher. They load STG onto it as Gable leaves.

Zach Davis: BAH GOD THAT WAS A SLOBBERKNOCKER! STG must be BROKEN IN HALF!

Erin Robbins: Well at least he's been employed for TEN DAYS THREE HOURS ELEVEN MINUTES AND 56 SECONDS.

As STG is being taken down the ramp on a stretcher, the fans begin a dueling 'STG'/'STILL TOP GANGSTER' chant. This energises STG who rises up on the stretcher to an eardrum splitting pop. He pulls a mic out of his pocket.

STG: That's right y'all. I am STILL TOP GANGSTER... brah!

As STG is about to be taken to the back, footage of an athletic looking black young man speaking to security pops up.

Real STG: Nah nah, I'm tellin ya homes. I am STG! It's my debut tonight. C'MON LET A BROTHER IN!

Security back him away. The older, fatter STG continues to speak from his stretcher.

STG: OH NO HE DIDN'T! I am the real STG!

Real or not, STG gets carted backstage.

Zach Davis: What a momentous turn of events. Folks, we will keep you updated on this unfolding HELLACIOUS situation. Or not.

Erin Robbins: Can we talk about the WCF Network now?

Zach Davis: Yes but first, let's take a look at a message on Tout. Oh, that's not working. How about the App? Damn, I broke that shit. Let's take a look at our latest tweets.

@therealstg - #stilltopgangster #stillemployed

@wcf - Breaking news. The WCF has come to terms on the release of Still Top Gangster. We wish him the best of luck in his future endeavors. #finally

@therealstg - Shouldna have checkt ma tweetz lol #hitna

@randomfan - Worst Slam segment ever. #bringbackwrasslin

@therealstg - Turnz outt ma releese paperz didnt come thru. if i aint read it i aint released. #stillemployed

Mia Cross vs Mike Schott

As Maria Kanellis's "Fantasy" fades out, Mia Cross paces back and forth across the ring to a chorus of cheers, primarily from the males in the audience as she waits for her opponent, fully focused on her upcoming match.

Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, ladies and gentlemen, she is MIA... CROSSSSSS!

Zach Davis: and Mia Cross is definitely looking good going into her debut tonight. I can't wait to see how she fares with a WCF-level opponent.

Erin Robbins: You can't say that, Zach. You forget her opponent is making his debut too. And I hear this guy is-

Sirens blare throughout the arena as "Natural Born Killaz" by Ice Cube begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron. Red Pyrotechnics explode up and down the runway as 'Maniac' Mike Schott steps out from behind the curtain and runs toward the ring. He jumps into the ring and immediately begins bouncing off the ropes as he waits for the bell.

Kyle Steel: And introducing her opponent, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at two hundred eighty-five pounds, he is "The Maniac" MIKE.... SCHOTT!!

Zach Davis: Did... Did he just say two hundred eighty-five pounds?

Erin Robbins: Yup!

Zach Davis: He's going to squish her! Run, Mia! Run!

< DING-DING-DING! >

As the ring bell fades out, the two circle one another, and Cross steps forward, looking for a handshake, but Mike wants nothing to do with it, and with his foe in range, he unloads with a strong right to the face, dropping Mia to the mat with ease.

Zach Davis: Oh my god! That looked like it hurt!

Erin Robbins: Well, she's not moving, Zach. She might be out cold.

Mike Schott drops for the pin.

One...

Two...

Zach Davis: And somehow, Mia kicks out! Way to go Mia!

Erin Robbins: Just setting herself up for some more punishment, Zach.

As Mike gets back up to his feet, he pulls Mia with him, and sends her overhead with a vertical suplex, powering her down to the mat. He pins again.

One...

Two...

Erin Robbins: And again, the new girl kicks out! But a strong display from Mike Schott so far!

Zach Davis: Yes, indeed! But this one isn't over yet!

Schott stands up and looks to the crowd before moving toward the corner and takes his time going to the top rope. As Mia gets to her feet, Schott takes off, looking for the missile Dropkick, but Cross sidesteps and lets "The Maniac" collide back first with the mat. She wastes little time climbing the turnbuckle, but Mike is already getting to his feet, and she takes advantage with a diving hurricanrana, and pins him.

One...

Two...

Zach Davis: And this time it's Mike Schott with the Kickout, and-

Erin Robbins: Mia is back to her feet already.

She bounces off the ropes and hits a jumping senton, but Mike, seemingly unphased, gets to his feet, sending Mia running across the ring, and just as she rebounds off the ropes, the lights go out.

Zach Davis: What's going on?

Erin Robbins: This isn't cool!

The lights come back on maybe a minute later, and both wrestlers are sprawled out on the canvas, with the referee mid-ring looking very confused.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

TEN!

< DING-DING-DING! >

Kyle Steel: This match has been ruled a draw by way of knockout! As such, the winner... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBODY!!

Zach Davis: Look at Kyle living this up!

Erin Robbins: What a ham!

Louis Bartkowski vs Jason Xavier

Erin Robbins: Our next match we have the debut of The Mad Man from the Midwest. Louis Bartkowski.

Zach Davis: But can he match up to the high flyin' Mexican Destroyer, Jason Xavier?

Erin Robbins: Only one way to find out

The lights in the arena dim as the arena grows silent, but soon the silence is interrupted as pyro goes off on the stage and a small hook of soft cheers are heard as the Taco Bell chihuahua is seen on the titantron saying "Yo quiero Taco Bell". This follows up with "All the Above" by Maino blazing through the PA system. A spotlight shines on the ramp as Jason Xavier steps onto the stage carrying an unmodified flag of Puerto Rico, to a mixed reaction to the crowd.

Kyle Steel: From Chicago, Illinois ... weighing in at two hundred ten pounds... he is “The Latin Warrior”…”The Mexican Destroyer” JASON XAVIER!!!

"The Taco Bell Ringer" then begins shimmying his way down the ramp and slapping hands with the kids earning more cheers from his beloved fans. Jason Xavier then jogs up the steel steps onto the apron where he drapes the flag over the ropes before he hops inside the squared circle. The lights come back on upon Xavier entering the ring, where he proceeds to head to the nearest corner and climbs up to the middle turnbuckle, before shimmying some more up there, and throwing his bandanas into the crowd. Finally he raises his arms up in the form of an ‘X’ as his music fades.

Zach Davis: Jason Xavier could be the next big face in WCF!

“ Mad Man” Hits the PA system as smoke and sparks fill the entrance way. The Mad Man walks out onto the stage, punching and slapping himself in the head to psyche himself up. The crow chants “ Mad Man!”

Kyle Steel: From Cleveland, Ohio. Standing five foot ten inches tall, weighing in at one hundred and ninety pounds.. The Cleveland Mad Man !

Erin Robbins: OH..MY..GOD!

Zach Davis: Now thats what I call a mans. Man.

Erin Robbins: He looks bigger on TV.

The Mad Man walks up the steel steps and into the ring, posing in front of a large “ M “ that flares up in fireworks.

DING DING

Jason and Mad Man lock up in the middle of the ring. Mad Man takes a side head lock and shoots Jason off the ropes and puts him down with a shoulder tackle. Mad Man hits the ropes as Jason low bridges him. Mad Man comes back around as Jason leap frigs over him On the third pass, finally, Mad Man gets monkey flipped through the middle ropes.

Zach Davis: Jason Xavier with that unique offense. Certainly different in the brawler heavy WCF.

Jason hits the ropes, charging at Mad Man and fakes him out by swinging his legs through the middle ropes, 619 style.

Erin Robbins: Bartkowski catches it.

The Mad Man tries to pull Jason out of the ring but Jason hangs onto the top rope and boots Mad Man off the apron, causing his face to SMACK off the crowd railing.

Zach Davis: Spring board elbow drop to the outside!

Erin Robbins: Jason Xavier is just putting on a show tonight.

Jason picks up Mad Man and rolls him back into the ring and picks lifts him up for a grapple.

Zach Davis: Bartkowski with a snapmare into a sleeper.

The ref checks the hold..

1..

2...

NOO!

Erin Robbins: Jason Xavier keeps the arm up and starts to get to one knee

Jason fights out of the sleeper with a few elbow shots and pushes Mad Man off into the ropes.

Zach Davis: Spear by Jason Xavier!

The pin.

1..

2..

NOO!!

Erin Robbins: The Man gets the shoulder up.

Jason gets Mad man to his feet again and locks up with him for a go behind. Jason Tries for a German Suplex but its blocked! He tries again but its blocked! The Man sneaks behind Jason and lifts him up and over for a german suplex!

Zach Davis: Sloppy German suplex by Bartkowski.

Erin Robbins: The Mad Man is scouting Jason Xavier..

WHAM!

Zach Davis: The Best Drop Kick Today!

Erin Robbins: Bartkowski going to the top rope! He's going for that Flying Head Butt.

WHAM!

Zach Davis: He hits it!

The Pin..

1..

2..

3 !!!

Erin Robbins: And The Mad Man picks up his first win in WCF!

Zach Davis: Even though a strong breeze and knock him over.

Internet Title Contendership Match
Buzz Worthy vs Arabella Montgomery vs Adam Young

Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen you next match is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall, the winner will earn an Internet Title opportunity at our next pay per view

Music bellows over the p.a. system as smoke fills both the entrance and ramp way. The lights repeatedly flicker as the smoke begins to clear, revealing Arabella midway down the ramp.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first Hailing from Deep South USA! This is Arabella Montgomery!

As she reaches the ring, a black cauldron begins lowering into the center of the ring. Smoke flows over the smoldering cauldron as Arabella slides into the ring via under the bottom rope and makes her way to the cauldron before kneeling down next to it.

Kyle Steel: And her opponent

"20th Century Boy" by T-Rex plays. Buzz bounds out on stage and encourages the fans to cheer louder. He jogs down towards the ring.

Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring Hailing from Apache Junction Arizona, this is Bryan Buzz Worthy!

Once he reaches the apron, he turns back, drops to one knee and points at the fans on both sides of the ramp, nodding his head to the music. Then he rolls under the ropes and does the Kurt Angle arms outstretched spinning taunt before heading to his corner.

Kyle Steel: And finally

Erin Robbins: What the fuck! Adam Young is in the ring! Where did he come from!

Zach Davis: I think he was underneath!

Young grabs Bella and tosses her out of the ring before jumping on Buzz and beating him down on the mat popping up and pointing at the side of his head laughing, Montgomery comes back in with a springboard into a hurricanrana but young over powers her and hauls her up into a power bomb in the corner

Erin Robbins: And she gets sandwiched in the turnbuckles as Buzz hits Young from behind with a calf kick, our young witch may be dead!

Zach Davis: Buzz with a roll up!

1…

2…

Erin Robbins: No! Worthy trying to steal this one early!

Buzz gets back to his feet trying to keep up his momentum delivering a face was to Arabella still in the turnbuckle then a Vader bomb back onto Adam Young who gets his knees up and then small packages Buzz looking for a quick win of his own, Arabella throws herself forward breaking up the pin and all 3 competitors retreat to regroup with Adam sliding out of the ring. Bella and Buzz square off in the ring exchanging shots, buzz whips Bella and leap frogs her on the rebound, she reacts quick and dives over the top rope with a cannon ball suicida through the ropes crashing into Adam Young.

Zach Davis: And there’s Buzz with a baseball slide!

Erin Robbins: Nope Arabella hits the deck and evades his foot sending Worthy sliding all the way over the top

Zach Davis: She springs up onto the apron, Moonsault press takes down Buzz worthy

Erin Robbins: The newest member of the roster putting on a showing here!

She makes her way back into the ring hopping up on the turn buckles posing for the crowd until Adam Young sneak attacks her attempting a super kick to the back of the head only to have it dodged via a huge moonsault off the top rope over Young’s head landing on her feet and then catching him with a reverse ranna

Zach Davis: She spiked him on his forehead! Pin!

1…

2…

3…

Erin Robbins: Buzz tried to break it up but wasn’t quick enough to stop the newcomer!

Zach Davis: Big win for Arabella Montgomery here who will now move on to face Jordan Caliban for the Internet Title at Blast!

Erin Robbins: Caliban just hopped the barrier with a chair!

The Internet Champion slides into the ring quick and quiet and winds up

Erin Robbins: And he annihilates the number one contender with a chair shot to the cranium!

Caliban throws the chair down and flips off his challenger before leaving up the ramp

People's Title Contendership Match
Alex Jones vs Sir William Cambridge vs Maddog Diamond

Zach Davis: It's time for a triple treat match for the Peoples Title! Alex Jones, William Cambridge and Maddog Diamond!

Erin Robbins: That's SIR William Cambridge.

Zach Davis: I don't get paid enough to acknowledge foreign titles of honor.

Story of the years "The children sing" blares out. Alex Jones comes out from the back in his wrestling gear and his long blonde hair wet and slicked back. His body covered with a sleeveless coat baring his Dragon Icon on the back. Alex runs and slides into the ring before popping up to his feet, he steps to the corner and throws his arms up and outward in a jesus like pose.

Erin Robbins: Alex Jones, the long time veteran in this contest. He's looking to make a statement and he will tonight with this victory.

Somewhere I Belong by Linkin Park. Maddog runs out from the back and down the ramp tagging hands whilst walking down the ramp, sliding into the ring climbing each turnbuckle and taunting towards the crowd with a pointed finger.

Zach Davis: But can he beat the undefeated KING of the Triple Threat Match? Maddog Dean Diamond? He won his debut last week in like two minutes flat! I think his opponents are selling knock off Maddog T's outside in the parking lot right now.

Erin Robbins: Oh will you stop!

Zach Davis: I can tell you were they're not; employed.

The arena goes silent as a full marching band along with a choir walk out onto the stage as an army of the Queen’s Guards march out after them and line up down either side of the ramp. Lord Abraham Mountbatten, a middle aged man with dark brown wavy hair, dressed in a black suit, a white shirt and a pair of black polished leather shoes is standing in the centre of the ring with a microphone in hand.

Lord Abraham Mountbatten: Ladies and gentlemen, will all of you please rise and place your right hand over your heart and join me in singing the British National Anthem whilst welcoming my advocate, the best of Britain. Sir…William…Cambridge!

Mountbatten then places his right hand over his heart as the marching band begins playing the British National Anthem and the choir begins singing to it as does Mountbatten. Suddenly from behind the curtain, Sir William Cambridge comes out onto the stage standing on a horse drawn carriage, his right hand over his heart and singing the National Anthem himself. The carriage stops on the stage and Cambridge climbs down off it and then begins making his way down the ramp. Once he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he then makes his way up the steel steps and onto the ring apron. Mountbatten sits on the second rope and lifts the top rope up slightly, allowing Cambridge to enter the ring, the two of them stand in the centre of the ring and put their right hands back over their hearts and finish singing the National Anthem before the marching band, the choir and the Queen’s Guards disappear to the back.

Erin Robbins: Six foot seven, near three hundred pound of the Queens very best, in the ring right now. Has to be the odds on favorite to win this match. Although I wouldn’t put anything past Alex Jones and his ring psychology.

Zach Davis: Well, you know- I was talking to the king of the triple threat early today. Who, IS really from England and not William, whats his face. Do you know what Maddog told me?

Erin Robbins: Do I have a choice?

Zach Davis: He told me that he was honored to be in this match. I tell ya', The king of the triple threat match is really humble.

DING DING

Erin Robbins: I tell you though. OUCH. Cambridge just big booted Maddog.

Zach Davis: The Honor is all Cambridge's.

Cambridge continues his attack on Maddog, stomping away at his head and chest. Cambridge grabs the ropes for added leverage as Jones sneaks up behind him and takes him down with a belly to back suplex, to which Jones quickly rolls into a Boston crab.

Erin Robbins: Gotta wear the big man down. Size is nothing when you're on your back.

Zach Davis: You heard it here folks. Nothings too big for Erin Robbins.

WHAM!

Erin Robbins: Maddog connects with a shinning wizard kick! Jones is down.

Zach Davis: Maddog with a sleeper on Cambride.

Cambridge is able to get to a knee, then to a vertical base. He has Maddog on his on his back for a moment, trying to reach back with his arm and peel him and finally does with a modified powerslam! Jones to his feet.

Zach Davis: Cambridge is just stalking him, telling him to bring it on. He wants the fight.

Erin Robbins: Jones takes to the outside. He's playing it smart.

Jones walks around the ring as Cambridge turns his attention back to Maddog, picking him up for a military press. Jones slides back in the ring, trying to gain another opportunity but Cambridge throws Maddog at Jones and both them crash between the middle rope and to the outside.

Erin Robbin: Cambridge is a monster. A freak of nature.

Cambridge walks over to the ropes and steps over them onto the arpon but Madog and Jones get up, rush over and pull Cambridge off the apron.

Zach Davis: A double fury of right hands by Jones and Maddog.

Erin Robbins: Looks like they're going for the a double super kick!

Zach Davis: NO! Cambridges catches them both by the throat and heaves them into the railing.

Erin Robbins: Cambridge walking over to Jones.

Zach Davis: Low blow by The World Warrior.

Jones hits knife edge chop after knife edge chop to open up the chest of Cambridge. Stomp of the toe, European uppercut and Cambridge is reeling backwards.

Zach Davis: German suplex by Maddog.

Erin Robbins: Clothesline by Jones! Catches Maddog off guard.

Jones picks up Maddog and rolls him back into the ring. Jones picks up Maddog and whips into into the turnbuckle. Jones charges but Maddog buts his boot up just in the nick of time. Jones staggers away as Maddog goes to the top rope..

Zach Davis: Cross body!

Ein Robbins: Jones scouted it! He ducks!

Zach Davis: Maddog lands on his feet... falling double knee breaker by Maddog.

The pin.

1..

2..

NO!

KICK OUT!

Cambridge is back in the ring as Maddog stands up. Cambridge goes for a big boot but Maddog moves out of the way and Cambridge is hung up on the rope. Cambridge is able to free himself Maddog starts in with some right hands that back Cambridge in the corner.

Zach Davis: Maddog with mounted punches.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8..9..

WHAM!

Erin Robbins: Huge spine buster by Cambridge!

Cambridge gets to his feet. Jones gets to his feet. Jones with a kick to the gut but its caught by Cambridge.

Erin Robbins: AJ-Guri!

The pin.

1..

2..

NOO!!

Kick out!

Jones picks up Cambridge and the two men lock up. Jones whips Cambridge off the ropes, Jones ducks down as Cambridge comes back with a kick in the face. Cambridge sets Jones up for a powerbomb and connects!

Erin Robbins: Maddog from behind with a roll up!

The Pin

1..

2..

Zach Davis: Cambridge kicks out.

Maddog picks up Cambridge and starts hammering away before he sets him up for the Firemans carry slam..

WHAM!

Zach Davis: Alex Jones with a super kick!

Erin Robbins: Just as Maddog lifted Cambridge for the Diamond Cutter. All three men are out.

The Ref counts

1..2..3..4..5..6..7..

Zach Davis: Maddog and Jones are stirring!

8..9..

Maddog and Jones are up!

10.

Erin Robbins: Cambridge is still down! What does this mean?

The ref is confused. Cambridge couldn't answer the ten count, but both Maddog and Jones made it up.

Zach Davis: Uh... This isn't an elimination match, but do they just continue without him? Or... what?

Erin Robbins: I've never seen this scenario before, Zach.

Before the ref can decide, Master of Puppets hits. Seth walks out, annoyed.

Seth Lerch: Ugh. You know what, I've about had it with these People's Title matches!

The fans boo. Both Jones and Maddog have backed into corners, resting against them, unsure of the status of the match.

Seth Lerch: All these ties and weird finishes... ridiculous! That said, I've ALSO had it with the "status quo" in WCF. I know a lot of the new name guys are looking to break out, and Maddog and Jones, you both impressed me tonight. This match is over, you BOTH get the People's Title shot!

The fans cheer! Maddog and Alex Jones both appear satisfied.

Zach Davis: There you have it! We've got Chelsea Black Armstrong vs Alex Jones vs Maddog Diamond at Blast for the People's Title!

Jeff Purse/Jayson Price Segment

We cut to the backstage area where we find Jayson Price standing in the hallway chatting with one of the production guys. Suddenly Jeff Purse appears in the scene and gets a pop from the crowd.

Jayson Price: Jeff Purse! What's going on brother.

The two share a fist bump as Price smiles. Purse however looks less enthused.

Jeff Purse: Jayson, I want you to be real with me for a second. No bullshit.

Jayson Price: I always am man, you know that. What's up?

Jeff Purse: Tell me you aren't going to pull something tonight during the match.

Jayson Price: I'm not going to pull something tonight during the match.

Jeff Purse: Okay. Now tell me that again, only this time make me believe it.

Jayson Price: The fuck you want to say man? I already told Steve and you and everyone else that I'm not walking out on him tonight. I explained myself already and we cleared the air. Tonight, it's a totally different thing. Steve and I are on the same page, we're going to go out there and bring home some gold. Okay?

Jeff Purse: Jayson I-

Jayson Price: Jeff. Brother. Trust me, okay? I'm not going to screw Steve over during the match. You should know better than anyone that I love gold. So why would I screw up a chance to win some?

Jeff Purse: So I have your word that you're not going to leave him. Or let him get beaten down while you take your time helping him.

Jayson Price: You have my word that I'm going to have his back all the way until we're holding those Tag Titles high up in the air.

Jeff Purse: All right, I got what I wanted to hear. Good luck out there tonight man.

Jayson Price: Thanks man.

Purse and Price share another fist bump as Purse walks off. Price smiles and then turns back to his original conversation as the scene fades out.

Doc Henry vs Chelsea Black Armstrong

Dr. Feelgood by Mötley Crüe hits the speakers and as the main riff blasts through the arena, Doc, and Mary emerge on the stage. Looking around, he raises a fist in the air, the crowd cheering wildly as he then leads the way to the ring.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Griffen, Georgia... weighing in at two-hundred and forty-five pounds... DOC "THE COCK" HENRY!

Climbing up the steps, he holds the Ropes for Mary, who slinks lithely through. Doc steps through the ropes and grins proudly as he pops the crowd drawing more cheers as Mary poses on him seductively.

Kyle Steel: And his opponent...

The lights in the arena dim as a thick fog takes over the entrance ramp causing those in the front row into seemingly disappear as Queen of Hell by A Sound of Thunder plays through the speakers. Bright emerald green lights shine through the fog as the music picks up and a figure walks out onto the stage in a glittering black cloak.

Kyle Steel: Hailing from St. Louis, Missouri and now residing in Toronto, Ontario, Canada... weighing in at one-hundred and fifty-eight pounds... she is "THE MISTRESS OF DARKNESS"… CHELSEA BLACK-ARMSTRONG!

Making her way down the ramp she allows the hood to fall back showing two bright green eyes staring straight ahead as her crimson lips show bright against the black mascara lines running down her cheeks. Sliding under the bottom rope the fog begins to fade out as she takes off the cloak tossing it ringside and stares across the ring at her opponent.

DING-DING-DING!!!

Zach Davis: There's the bell and this match is underway.

Erin Robbins: Doc just winked at Chelsea. How do you suppose Mary feels about that?

Zach Davis: With Doc the Cock, that sorta thing just comes with the territory, Erin. Emphasis on the "comes".

Doc feints a collar-and-elbow tie-up but quickly slips behind Chelsea and takes her down with a chop block to the back of the knee.

Zach Davis: Dirty trick there by Doc Henry!

Erin Robbins: He's stomping away at Chelsea's leg now!

Doc drags Chelsea to the ropes. He ties her foot up in the ropes, then leaps into the air and drops down with the brunt of his weight onto her prone leg. Chelsea yells in pain, but Doc shows no mercy as he leaps once again and drops down onto her leg. Doc only releases Chelsea's foot from the ropes when the referee threatens to disqualify him.

Zach Davis: Smart strategy here by Doc. He's already got himself a considerable size advantage over Chelsea. If he takes out her knee that makes it even harder for her to lift him up for her trademark moves like the Lights Out or the Fade to Black.

Doc continues to stomp away at Chelsea's knee, before trapping her in a modified version of a Boston Crab.

Zach Davis: We don't often see Doc play the submission game, but he's doing his best to wear down Chelsea right here.

Erin Robbins: Doc has taken the wind out of Chelsea's sails, that's for sure. She came into this match with a lot of energy, but now she looks positively miserable.

Doc cranks back on Chelsea's leg, tweaking her knee as he does, applying added pressure with the modified crab. The referee checks in with Chelsea, asking if she wants to quit, but Chelsea is steadfast in her refusal. With a grunt and a lunge, Chelsea manages to grab hold of the ropes. Doc holds on to the submission until the ref's count reaches four-and-a-half.

Zach Davis: Chelsea managed to get the rope break, but Doc being the crafty veteran used every bit of that count by the ref.

Doc waits for Chelsea to get to her feet, licking his chops while measuring the People's Champ for his next move. Chelsea gingerly rises to a vertical base. Doc pounces. He shoots in for the Spear! Chelsea alertly leapfrogs The Cock, though she lands on her feet with a wobble and nearly collapses. Meanwhile, Doc's momentum carries him into the corner and through the turnbuckles before he crashes shoulder first into the steel post.

Zach Davis: Wow! There's a potential momentum shifter right there! Doc was in total control, but he made a critical mistake! Can Chelsea capitalize?

Doc pulls himself back into the ring and turns around. Chelsea surprises him with a Shining Wizard, despite being hobbled by her injured knee.

Zach Davis: Chelsea is on the attack!

Erin Robbins: She's determined not to let that knee injury hold her back!

Doc tries to surprise Chelsea with an attempt at the Gambler's Hand, but she fights him off and drills him with a clothesline. Chelsea sets up Doc... and hits a spinning fisherman neck breaker!

Erin Robbins: Chelsea hit the Devil's Wing!

Doc writhes in pain as his injured shoulder takes its toll.

Zach Davis: Chelsea's got Doc on the ropes now, so to speak. Can she finish him off?

Chelsea momentarily contemplates going for the pin, but she decides that she's not done yet. She whips Doc into the ropes, grapples him on the rebound and hits a tilt-a-whirl side slam!

Erin Robbins: Lights Out! That's Chelsea's finisher! And she hit it on a bad knee!

Chelsea pins Doc.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

DING-DING-DING!!!

Kyle Steel: Here is your winner... CHELSEA BLACK-ARMSTRONG!!!

Chelsea's music hits the PA as she climbs onto the turnbuckles and raises her People's Title high in the air.

Zach Davis: Big win for Chelsea as she defeats Doc the Cock!

Erin Robbins: She battled through adversity, Zach, and once that adrenaline got going even the great Doc Henry couldn't stop her!

Chase Michaels vs Johnny Reb

"Who I Am" plays and a spotlight scans the crowd until it stops on Chase who's standing at the top of the entrance ramp with the hood of his hoodie up. Chase stands at the top of the ramp before he slowly makes his way down the ramp before he rolls under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle and raising his arms in a cocky fashion before stepping down and taking his hood off and waiting on his opponent.

The house lights dim, and the intro to Lynnyrd Skynnyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama" hits the speakers. Hushed anticipation falls over the crowd as a spotlight illuminates the stage. Johnny Reb steps out from behind the curtain. A cheer goes up from the audience at his appearance. As the he walks down the ramp, a cascade of sparks rains down on the stage. The Inveterate Confederate circles the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. Johnny eschews the steps completely; he leaps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckles, posing for the cheering crowd for a moment before he jumps down, ready for the match to begin.

Zach Davis: Chase Michaels is in for some of the biggest matches of his career. Tonight, he faces a former WCF World Heavyweight Champion. Next week, he faces John Gable for the Television Title.

Erin Robbins: Long story short, Chase Michaels' stock may be on the rise.

The bell sounds. Reb and Chase pace around before tieing up.

Zach Davis: We saw Doc Henry ask Johnny Reb to be his partner last week to face Team Science, but Reb declined.

Reb gets the early advantage and puts Chase into a headlock. Reb then brings Chase down and continues to lock on with the headlock, attempting to wear the young lion down.

Erin Robbins: Tonight, Henry has to decide who his partner will be. He'll either be facing Team Science or Pantheon... Gonna be huge either way.

Zach Davis: Pay attention to the match going on, Erin!

Chase uses his legs to grab Reb's head and escape the headlock. Both wrestlers get to their feet and Chase runs at Reb, taking him down with a Clothesline. Reb gets back up and Chase hits a T-Bone Suplex!

Erin Robbins: NO!

Reb lands on his feet! He runs at Chase from behind and Clotheslines him in the back of the head. With Chase slightly subdued, Reb runs to the ropes, Springboards, and Bulldogs Chase to the ground!

Zach Davis: Johnny Reb, standing tall!

Reb stomps Chase a few times before running to the ropes once again and Springboarding into a Moonsault Leg Drop!

Erin Robbins: What a maneuver!

Zach Davis: Worst announcing phrase ever, Erin.

Reb then climbs to the top rope. He measures Chase as Chase gets back to his feet. Reb jumps...

Erin Robbins: HURRICANRANA!

REB HITS THE DIVING HURRICANRANA!, into the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!, Chase kicks out!

Zach Davis: Reb's high flying offensive is difficult to deal with but Chase doesn't want to lose this match!

Reb stomps Chase a few times again and lifts him up. Reb pulls him in for a Facebreaker DDT but Chase shoves him away. Reb throws Chase to the ropes but Chase reverses the Irish Whip, sending Reb to the ropes instead. As Reb comes back Chase lifts him up into the Fireman's Carry and drops him with a Neckbreaker!

Erin Robbins: DAMN! REB PLANTED!

Chase drops and pins Reb!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! REB KICKS OUT!

Zach Davis: Chase Michaels just almost pinned a former WCF World Champion!

Chase gets back up and lifts Reb with him. He grabs Reb from behind..

Erin Robbins: GERMAN SUPLEX!

No!, Reb lands on his feet! Reb runs to the ropes, Springboards, and takes Chase down with a Clothesline! The fans roar as Reb circles the ring, raising his arms up and down, getting the fans to their feet. Reb climbs to the top.

Zach Davis: JOHNNY REB WANTS TO FINISH THIS!

Reb might be thinking of the Southern Discomfort, but Chase has begun to fight his way up. Reb turns and measures him.

Erin Robbins: SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL!

No!, Chase sidesteps it... HE HITS THE FINALE!

Zach Davis: BUSAIKU KNEE! HE HITS IT!

Chase drops and pins Reb, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!, NO! REB KICKS OUT!

Erin Robbins: REB KICKS OUT!

Zach Davis: He's a former Champion, Erin! He won't lose like this!

Chase gets up, incredulous. He stomps around the ring, thinking he had the match won. Reb grabs the ropes and struggles up, Chase runs at him...

Erin Robbins: RUDE AWAKENING!

No!, Reb ducks the Superkick and hits a Back Bodydrop!, with Chase landing on the apron! Reb turns and runs at Chase but Chase shoulders him in the gut and executes a Sunset Flip!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: WHAAAT?!

The bell sounds.

Erin Robbins: WHAT AN UPSET! CHASE MICHAELS WINS!

Chase gets to his feet and gets his arm raised, barely believing it. Reb is up, looking around, wondering what the hell happened.

Zach Davis: That Sunset Flip came out of nowhere, after Reb had kicked out of and escaped Chase's finishers... wow!

Chase drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, backpeddling up the ramp as Reb looks disappointed. Chase plays to the fans and puts his hands around his waist, indicating that he's the next Television Champion.

Erin Robbins: Does Chase Michaels have what it takes to defeat John Gable at Blast? We'll find out next week!

United States Title Contendership Match
Ana Valentine vs Synn

Zach Davis: Our next match should be very exciting.

Erin Robbins: With the two who are participating, in the match, this will NOT be a boring match.

"Watch me burn" by Lansdowne blasts out of the PA system. Ana Valentine comes out of the back with energy. She walks down to the ring staring forward ignoring the fans as the song build.

Kyle Steel: the following match is a Number One Contender's match for the WCF United States Championship. coming down to the ring... From Las Vegas, Nevada... This is ANA VAAAAAAAAAAAALEEENTIIIIIIIINE!!

Ana runs and slides under the bottom rope spinning her body around on her knee's before popping up and running to the corner climbing onto the second rope staring out at the fans.

Crowd: ANA!!! ANA!! ANA!! ANA!!

Erin Robbins: Ana Valentine looks pumped up and ready for a fight.

Zach Davis: Well, she will need to be ready against Synn.

The heavy instrumental beginnings of "Warriors of the world united" by Manowar shakes the crowd to their feet, as Terry Roberts steps out into view. Cheers and taunts fill the air, he takes a moment to look out amongst them. His face like a lifeless mask, his eyes cold and blank as a great white sharks, slowly he begins making his way to the ring, like a warrior making his way into an ancient Greek coliseum.

Kyle Steel: From Birmingham, Alabama... THIS.... IS... SYYYYYYYYYNNN!!

A look of bad intentions comes over him, creating an even bigger fervor amongst the crowd, eliciting an even stronger reaction from fans and critics alike.

Upon entering the ring, this gladiator faces the turnbuckle. Slowly he slides off his trench coat, the hot lights glaring down upon him showing the many scars from wars past. As the theme music slowly fades, he backs himself against his corner, setting his cold gaze upon his opponent, preparing for yet another battle.

Zach Davis: This should be a classic.

{DING!-DING!!]

Both wrestler circle the ring, as they glare at one another.

Erin Robbins: Both competitors charge at each other, locking up.

Synn uses his obvious weight advantage and pushes back Ana Valentine into a corner. Synn uses extra aggression to push Ana Valentine against the turnbuckles. Synn screams in the face of Ana Valentine.

Synn: You think you can beat me?! YOU CAN'T!! YOU CAN'T WIN!! YOU CANNOT BEAT ME!!

Synn pushes his hand into the face of Ana Valentine. The WCF Senior Referee Stanley Moser tries to intervene, but Ana gets past Moser and goes into a rage...

WHAM-POP-WHAM-POP!!

Zach Davis: That Ana Valentine is no pushover as she proves it by executing perfect strikes against Synn, who is doing is best trying block them, with no results.

WHAM!!

Erin Robbins: Ana Valentine kicks Synn in the mid-section with a boot.

WHOOSH-WHAM!!

Valentine nails Synn with a quick and crisp snap suplex.

Zach Davis: The former US Champion is bolting towards the corner and climbs up the turnbuckles.

Ana Valentine flies into the air. flash from cameraphones light up the arena, as Ana Valentine floats into the air with a moonsault.

Erin Robbins: Ana Valentine flies into the air... but, Synn moves out of the way!!

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: But, Ana Valentine lands on her feet!!

WHOOSH-WHAM!!

Without having any time to react, Synn nails Ana Valentine with a shining wizard.

Erin Robbins: SHINING WIZARD!! Synn is going for the pin!!

Stanley Moser slides into position...

Crowd: On-...

KICKOUT!!

Crowd: GO ANA GO!! GO ANA GO!! GO ANA GO!! GO ANA GO!!

Synn gets Ana under her chin with a sit down chin lock. This immediately gets Ana riled up.

Crowd: ANA!! ANA!! ANA!! ANA!! ANA!!

Synn cannot contain Ana as she stands up....

THUD!!

Zach Davis: Ana Valentine slams an elbow in the mid-section of her opponent.

Now the chin lock changes into a side headlock.

THUD!!

Ana Valentine slams another elbow into the mid-section of Synn. But Synn gets behind Ana, grabbing her in a reverse choke/armbar submission. They both drop to mat as Synn locks Ana Valentine in a body scissors.

Erin Robbins: IRON MAIDEN DEATHLOCK!!

Zach Davis: Stanley Moser quickly checks on Ana Valentine.

Synn: ASK HER!! ASK HER!!

Ana Valentine: UGH!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Stanley Moser: Ana, do you want to submit?!

Ana Valentine doesn't answer the referee.

Stanley Moser: I'm gonna ask you one more time... DO YOU WANT TO SUBMIT?!

Ana Valentine: UGH!! AHHHHHHHHHH!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

The crowd cheers! Ana reaches out and grabs a hold of the bottom ring rope.

Stanley Moser: That's it... Synn let go of the hold.... ONE!!! TWO!! THREE!! FOUR!! FIV...

Synn let's go of the submission move, as Ana quickly exits the ring, rolling under the bottom ring rope. Synn doesn't hesitate as he follows her. Without any wasteful movement, Synn nails Ana in the gut with a boot.

WHOOSH-WHAM!!

Erin Robbins: DDT ON THE RINGSIDE MATS.

Synn, immediately gets down and gets into the downed face of Ana Valentine.

Synn: You cannot run away from me!! You cannot defeat me, Valentine!!

Synn dips down to grab his opponent...

WHAM-WHAM!!

Ana pops Synn in the mouth with a back fist.

Zach Davis: Ana Valentine drops Synn with Cupid's Kiss!!

Ana Valentine nails Synn with a Fameasser. Ana doesn't waste any time by rolling back into the ring and climbing up the ring turnbuckles. As Synn tries to slowly stand up, Ana Valentine flies into the air.

WHOOSH-WHAM!!

Erin Robbins: MOONSAULT!!

The crowd roars out with cheers!! Ana Valentine drops Synn with the moonsault. Valentine grabs a shakened up Synn...

POP!!

Zach Davis: That dirty son of a bitch!!

Erin Robbins: ZACH!!

Zach Davis: But... Synn just nailed Ana Valentine with a closed fist to her face.

Ana Valentine grabs her mouth, as Synn quickly moves around her, using his own right foot and pushes in the back of her right knee. Synn pushes Valentine down to the ringside mats, as he administers double chicken wings.

Erin Robbins: DOUBLE CHICKEN WINGS!! LOOK!! SYNN BRIDGES INTO IT!!

Ana Valentine: UGH!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Zach Davis: But they are out on the ringside area. Stanley Moser cannot call the submission, they are not in the ring.

Synn let's go of the hold. Synn goes under the ring. The crowd immediately begins to moan and groan about his actions.

Zach Davis: Synn has a chair.

Very quickly the referee intervenes. Synn tosses the chair into the ring, which Stanley Moser goes to grab for.

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!

RED MIST!!

Ana Valentine proceeds to scream out!!

Ana Valentine: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! IT BURNS!! IT BURNS!!

Synn grabs Valentine and executes a tilt-a-whirl faceplant powerbomb.

Erin Robbins: A-BOMB!! Synn needs now to roll Ana Valentine into the ring and pin her.

Zach Davis: What about that red mist?!

Erin Robbins: The referee never saw it.

Zach Davis: That is because he distracted the referee with that damn chair!!

Synn rolls Ana Valentine into the ring.

Erin Robbins: Synn goes for the pin!!

Crowd: ONE!!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREEEEEE... NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

KICKOUT!!

The Acer Arena erupts as Ana Valentine kicks out.

Synn picks up Valentine...

WHAM!!

Ana Valentine nails Synn with a quick elbow to the face.

Erin Robbins: Ana Valentine quickly goes behind of Synn...

WHOOOOOSH-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: German Suplex!!

Valentine bolts to the corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle.

Erin Robbins: Ana leaps off the top turnbuckle...

WHOOSH-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: FTOP!! FLIGHT OF THE PHOENIX!!

Ana Valentine nails Synn with a leaping leg lariat.

Erin Robbins: Ana Valentine is not done quite yet!!

Valentine grabs Synn and bounces him off the ropes...

WHAM!!

Zach Davis: Valentine's Bow!!

Valentine nails Synn with a perfectly executed spinebuster. Ana screams out to the crowd, which the crowd follows suit. Synn is laying face down, on the mat. Ana goes over to Synn, very quickly and places his right arm between her legs. But he has it scouted!, and rolls out to the outside, quickly escaping the clutches of Valentine.

Erin Robbins: Synn knew that if she hooked that move in this match was over!

Valentine runs and hits a SUICIDE DIVE!, right onto Synn! The crowd roars as Valentine lifts him up and hits him with several rights and lefts.

Zach Davis: Both of these competitors know that a shot at the United States Title means a shot at the Ultimate Showdown match!

Valentine backs up and goes for a Clothesline, but Synn ducks it. He executes a Back Bodydrop, sending her right into the crowd!

Erin Robbins: This match has become out of control!

Zach Davis: There is no love lost between these two, Erin.

Synn climbs over the guardrail and lifts Ana up. He hits her with a forearm before slamming her face into the guardrail. The fans have moved out of their chairs and scattered; he then grabs her head and slams it into a chair!

Erin Robbins: Shouldn't this be a DQ?

He grabs her and goes to throw her back into the aisle; she reverses it into a Fameasser!

Zach Davis: Cupid's Kiss!

NO!, Synn reverses that and lifts her up onto his shoulders!

Erin Robbins: WHAT STRENGTH!

Valentine reverses it into a DDT! She spikes Synn's head into the mat!

Zach Davis: DAMN!

...And the bell rings.

Erin Robbins: GREAT. The referee counted to ten! It's a draw!

The fans boo as Valentine gets up, unsure of the outcome and the status of the contendership. Master of Puppets hits.

Zach Davis: Oh great. Seth again?!

Seth comes out, clearly very annoyed.

Seth Lerch: UGH. First the People's Title Contendership match, now this!? I don't have time for these kinds of things!

The fans boo; this IS Seth's job, after all.

Seth Lerch: You two clearly hate each other, and I don't think either of you like ICE Beckman very much. So I'd say we've got ourselves a Triple Threat at Blast!

The fans cheer that!

Zach Davis: So both Valentine and Synn move onto Blast to face Beckman for the United States Title!

Erin Robbins: Say what you want about Seth, but that's some good decision making, I'd say.

Jeff Purse/Steve Orbit Segment

The crowd pops as we find "The Mack" Steve Orbit walking through the halls backstage. He has his long mink on and his hat with the feather over his ring gear. He's carrying the World title in his hand. He stops in front of a door and knocks.

Steve Orbit: It's Orbit.

A few moments later, the door swings open and Jeff Purse appears in the doorway. The crowd pops for Purse.

Jeff Purse: What's up, dude?

Orbit and Purse shake hands with the lean-in hug.

Steve Orbit: Chillin'. What's up with you?

Purse shrugs.

Jeff Purse: Getting ready for the match, that's it.

Steve Orbit: Cool. Must be weird, teaming with a dude like Alex Richards?

Jeff Purse: I guess. Just have to keep my eyes open. Rider and D'Evil are no joke, though. What about you? What the hell is going on with Price?

Steve Orbit: What do you mean?

Jeff Purse: Come on, man. Be straight with me.

Steve Orbit: I don't know, Jeff. I wanna be able to trust him. I believe in Pantheon, and I think he does too. I just... he's been actin' real messed up ever since he won the Trios match. I feel like he might care about this World title more than... more than anything, maybe.

Jeff Purse: Everybody wants to win that belt. Hell, I want it. But I'm not about to turn my back on Pantheon for anybody or anything, including the World title.

Steve Orbit: I know you wouldn't. Not so sure about Jayson.

Jeff Purse: I don't really know what to tell you, dude. The best advice I can give you is, forget about Blast for tonight. You and Price need to come together and bring those Tag straps home to Pantheon. Everything else can wait.

Orbit nods.

Steve Orbit: Yeah, I guess you right. I should be thinkin' about Team Science, not my own damn partner. Aight man.

Orbit and Purse fistbump.

Jeff Purse: Catch you later.

Orbit walks off and Purse shuts the door. Fade out.

Vapor Kings vs Oblivion/Natural ICE Beckman

"Spacegrass" by Clutch filters through the PA system of the arena du jour while yellow and green lights flash intermittently. A cloud of smoke gradually engulfs the ringside area, complementing the early 90's stoner rock vibe. Zombie McMorris and Diablo Calzone appear in the audience, silhouetted by a spotlight, nodding out to the music. They begin their walk down to the ring and are quickly snatched up by the fans. The duo is bodysurfed through the crowd all the way down to the barrier. They hop the crowd barrier just as the music kicks into high gear, becoming heavier and more aggressive. Their manager Buddy Roman meets them at ringside and colludes with them regarding strategy.

Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen, this is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of five-hundred and twelve pounds... THE VAPOR KINGS!

ZMAC and D-LO headbang and play air guitar and drums, respectively, before sliding under the bottom rope of the ring. They hop onto the turnbuckles in opposite corners of the ring and salute their fans as the music fades. Roman takes his place at ringside, shouting last minute instructions at his clients.

The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed Acer 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!!

Kyle Steel: And their opponents! Introducing first, weighing in at three-hundred and five pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!

The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...

BOOM!!

Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp. Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.

Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psychosomatic addict insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psycho-somatic addict insane

The cameraman gets real close, as Oblivion sneers at the camera. The Monster thrusts out IT's massive right arm, pushing the cameraman several feet away. The Monster slowly comes down to the ring. Strobe lights continue to flash. Then the Acer Arena slightly shakes, as the sound of thunder rumbles and mock lightning flashes. The majority, of the crowd, jump.

Come play my game
Inhale, inhale, you're the victim!!
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale... EXHA-A-A-LE!!

The music continues to thump out of the arena's speakers, as the addictive rhythm has the entire crowd in a trance and continues to dance along with the music. Lightning strikes the four corners, of the ring. The loud sounds makes everyone jump out of their seats, once again. Some, of the people are scared out of their minds. The lights flicker then... POP!! The strobe lights go out!!

The house lights come on, then standing in the center of the ring, is Oblivion. Half the crowd is cheering, while the other half of the crowd is booing. The music fades out. A screeching sound echoes throughout the arena, as four lightning bolts strike each corner.

Oblivion and the members of the Vapor Kings direct trash talk at each other as they await the entrance of the final participant of the match.

The arena is quiet with the lights all on when over the PA system you hear a man ask, "Are you Drunk yet?" as the crowd responds with a cheer "Feels Good Inc." by The Gorillaz hits the speakers. The lights begin to flash blue and white as two cannon shot of fake snow shoot out from the entrance area. Out from the snow comes Natural ICE Beckman holding a beer in his hand. He chugs the last half of the beer, then crushes the hand before tossing it into the crowd.

Kyle Steel: And his partner! Now coming to the ring, from Foam Lake, Wisconsin. Weighing in at two-hundred and fifty pounds. He is known as The True Cold Drunk ...Natural ICE Beckman!!

ICE then smiles to the crowd going up and stealing beers from willing fans. He chugs the beers down the aisle until he reaches the ring. Once there he rolls into the ring, sitting up in the corner. He rests against the turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin and cleans his beard from the beer foam.

ICE and Oblivion huddle up in their corner of the ring, discussing strategy, as the Vapor Kings do the same in their corner.

Zach Davis: This is a huge tag team showcase match right here, Erin. Either of these teams could stake a claim to tag title contendership with a victory tonight.

Erin Robbins: The Vapor Kings have been operating like a well-oiled machine, compiling victory after victory in recent weeks, but ICE Beckman and Oblivion have had their fair share of success in their own right while teaming together. They came within an eyelash of winning the Trios Cup as two-thirds of the Psycho Hotdog Beer Company.

Zach Davis: That's a great point, Erin.

Erin Robbins: Of course, Beckman and Oblivion are no longer associated with Logan, so we can forget about the Hotdog part of that equation, but the Psycho Beer Company is alive and well, Zach. This should be an evenly matched and hard-fought bout!

Zach Davis: And with that, we head to the ring for the start of this match!

Oblivion will start things off for the Psycho Beer Company, while Diablo Calzone starts for the Vapor Kings. Referee Chuck Biscuits calls for the bell.

DING-DING-DING!!!

Zach Davis: Diablo and Oblivion lock up to kick off this match. Same height between these two superstars, with each man standing at six-foot-five, but obviously Obi has the larger frame.

Erin Robbins: Fifty-three pound weight advantage for the Monster Oblivion and he'll look to use every ounce of it as he slaps on the old sidelock against D-LO!

Diablo grimaces as Obi locks the hold in tight in an attempt to cut off Calzone's oxygen supply. The referee keeps a close eye on the action to make sure the headlock doesn't turn into a choke.

Zach Davis: Even when Obi is performing a basic move such as a side headlock he still has that scowl plastered on his face. You can see it through his mask.

Erin Robbins: He lives to hurt people, Zach. That's not only his job, it's his passion. For him competing inside of the ring is an opportunity to get paid for doing something that he would be doing anyway, namely maiming and torturing people.

Diablo finally creates enough separation between himself and Oblivion to shove the God of Insanity into the ropes. Obi shoots off the ropes and Diablo tries to leapfrog, but Obi catches him in mid-air and suplexes him belly to belly style.

Zach Davis: Great counter by the Monster Oblivion! He's an underrated grappler, Erin.

Erin Robbins: True story, Zach. People don't give Obi a great deal of credit because of his hardcore tendencies, but the man can go with the best of 'em inside of the ring. His career accolades prove it.

Obi eschews the conventional grappling tactics for a more violent approach as he lets out a mighty roar and begins stomping the bejeezus out of every part of Diablo Calzone's body.

Zach Davis: Forget about suplexes and other grappling techniques, it's S.T.O.M.P. Time!

Erin Robbins: That's a three-hundred plus pound man stomping down on you with all of his weight! How do you defend against that?

Zach Davis: Most probably, Erin, you don't give him the opportunity to throw you down and stomp on you in the first place.

Erin Robbins: That's easier said than done, Zach.

Diablo finally grabs hold of the ropes, prompting the referee to force a break in the action. Oblivion reluctantly complies with the referee's orders, and with the ref's attention turned toward Obi--

POKE!

Zach Davis: Diablo just poked Oblivion in the eye and the ref missed it!

Crowd: BOOO! BOOO! YOU SUCK, CALZONE!

Erin Robbins: And Diablo follows up the poke with a nasty chop block! He just brought the Monster Oblivion down to one knee!

Diablo tags his partner, bringing Zombie McMorris into the ring. D-LO shoots Obi into the ropes. ZMAC executes a textbook drop-toe-hold on the God of Insanity, and as he does D-LO connects with a vicious running knee lift to Oblivion's face. D-LO quickly scurries out to the apron as ZMAC makes the pin attempt.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

NO!!! KICK OUT!!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion kicks out after being hit with the Inevitable Relapse!

Erin Robbins: Oblivion is a very tough man, probably the toughest superstar on the WCF roster, but we just saw an example of the double-team prowess that the Vapor Kings possess.

Zach Davis: That's true, Erin, The Vapor Kings have a litany of double team moves in their arsenal, which they've honed during their time teaming together. That's a major difference between these two teams. Obi and ICE have teamed together as members of a Trios Cup team while ZMAC and Calzone have teamed together as a duo for several months now.

McMorris is giving Oblivion a taste of his own medicine with heavy boot stomps to the body. Oblivion grows angrier and angrier with each stomp that connects before finally getting to his feet and unloading on ZMAC with stiff European uppercuts. Obi and ZMAC exchange strikes, much to the delight of the capacity crowd. Oblivion looks to punctuate the exchange with a clothesline, but ZMAC ducks and boots Obi in the midsection. He levels the God of Insanity with a double-arm spike DDT that shakes the ring upon impact.

Zach Davis: World Tour '69! ZMAC hits it! He could have the win right here!

ZMAC pins Oblivion.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

T--NO!!!

Erin Robbins: ICE Beckman makes the save for his team! That could have been an early finish in this match!

D-LO yells at Beckman as the ref orders ICE to return to his corner. ICE is unconcerned with D-LO's caterwauling, though the United States Champion does obey the ref's instructions.

McMorris, seemingly unfazed by the elbow that Beckman drove into his skull moments earlier, gets to his feet and sends Oblivion into the ropes with an Irish whip- or at least he attempts to before Obi reverses the whip. ZMAC rebounds from the ropes and Obi catches both of the Honey Badger's legs before rotating into a DDT.

Zach Davis: Black Hole by Oblivion! That could do it!

Oblivion pins McMorris.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

T--NO!!!

Zach Davis: Diablo Calzone makes the save for the Vapor Kings! Beckman is into the ring now for the Psycho Beer Company!

ICE clobbers Calzone with a big headbutt and sends the Blue Eyed Devil reeling through the ropes toward the ringside area.

Erin Robbins: Well, D-LO C-LO made the save for his team, but ICE Beckman made him pay for it! It looks like the Psycho Beer Company is hitting its stride in this match!

Calzone is consoled by Buddy Roman outside of the ring as Oblivion pulls Zombie McMorris to his feet inside of the ring. Oblivion lifts McMorris, attempting his fireman's carry cutter (the 5150), but ZMAC wiggles free from Obi's grip. In the blink of an eye, ZMAC creates space and then charges at Oblivion, hitting The Monster with a huge big boot.

Zach Davis: Obi is staggered but still standing!

Erin Robbins: Zombie realizes that it's going to take more than that to finish Oblivion. He sets him up now... annndddd- ZMAC hits a sitout powerbomb!

ZMAC pins Oblivion, the crowd now on the edge of its seat.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

TH--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!

Zach Davis: Oblivion got his shoulder up! This man is tougher than titanium! He bends but he will not break!

Erin Robbins: ZMAC isn't wasting any time arguing with the ref, he just made the tag to D-LO!

Diablo rushes into the ring with a sense of purpose. D-LO grabs Oblivion and dumps him onto the top rope, crotching him. ZMAC charges in with a punt kick to the rope, busting Obi's balls in the process.

Zach Davis: OOF! I don't care if you are a monster, that HURTS right there!

Erin Robbins: The Vapor Kings call that the Nutcracker Suite and right now I'm just glad I don't have those things between my legs that you guys do.

Oblivion groans in unspeakable agony as he flips headfirst onto the mat. Diablo quickly pounces on him for the pin attempt.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

THRE--NO!!! FOOT ON THE ROPE!!!

Diablo yells in frustration and rubs his hands through his hair, his eyes frenzied and wide.

Zach Davis: Once again we've witnessed the toughness of Oblivion, not to mention the veteran ring acumen, knowing precisely where the ropes were even while enduring excruciating pain between his legs!

Erin Robbins: Calzone looks like he just blew a gasket, and now Beckman is taunting the Ninja Turtle Mad Man from the apron!

Diablo, incensed by Beckman's taunts, runs toward the US Champion. Beckman meets Calzone at the ropes and grabs hold of Diablo's head, before dropping down for a hangman's noose across the top rope. Calzone grabs at his throat whilst struggling to breathe. Calzone spins around so that he's facing Oblivion, and the Monster greets Diablo with a stiff side kick to the midsection. Obi follows with an inverted slingshot suplex that plants D-LO in the middle of the ring.

Zach Davis: Huge suplex by Oblivion! He makes the cover! Will that be enough for the pin?

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

THRE--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!

Erin Robbins: Calzone got his shoulder up just in the nick of the time! That was as close to a three count as it gets!

A weary and aching Diablo Calzone somehow gets to his feet.

YOINK!

Oblivion spins Diablo's mask so that the eyeholes are now facing the back of his head.

Zach Davis: Diablo can't see! He's blinded by his own Ninja Turtle mask!

Erin Robbins: He's got no one to blame but himself for wearing such a ridiculous costume into the ring!

Crowd: HAHAHA! YOU SUCK, CALZONE!

Zach Davis: The crowd is clearly enjoying the God of Insanity's antics as Diablo stumbles blindly about the ring, though I have a feeling that this is not going to be a laughing matter for young D-LO C-LO once Oblivion is done with him.

Oblivion whacks Diablo in the gut with another side kick, doubling Calzone over. This puts Diablo in the perfect position for Oblivion to gutwrench him. Obi scoops Calzone from the mat and hits a devastating gutwrench powerbomb.

Zach Davis: Falling Doctor! That's gotta be lights out for D-LO C-LO, figuratively AND literally!

Oblivion pins Calzone.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

THRE--NO!!!

Zach Davis: McMorris saves the match for his team!

Erin Robbins: Oblivion is on his feet though, Zach! He just tagged Beckman into the match!

Oblivion and Beckman work as a unit, whipping Calzone into the ropes and sending him flying with a HUGE back body drop that brings the crowd to its feet in jubilant cheer. McMorris charges into the ring and goes for a double clothesline attempt on both members of the Psycho Beer Company, but Obi and ICE each dodge the attack. ZMAC spins around and walks right into a vicious double clothesline from his opponents.

Zach Davis: Oblivion and Beckman just took Zombie's idea and improved upon it with that double team effort!

Erin Robbins; The Honey Badger has been one-upped, and he rolls out of the ring to consort with Calzone and Roman. The Vapor Kings certainly need to regroup after this strong showing from Obi and ICE.

With the ref counting out Calzone, who is still the legal man, Diablo finally rolls into the ring. Calzone and Beckman stand on opposing sides of the ring and eye each other with vigor and rage.

Zach Davis: These two have been barking at each other for months. Now they get the chance to clash!

Erin Robbins: Diablo looks a bit worse for wear, but at least he finally has his mask on straight. I'm sure he's motivated to score a pin or submission over the reigning United States Champion and possibly move himself into line as a contender for that belt.

Calzone and Beckman lock up, collar and elbow style, at mid-ring. ICE, the slightly smaller though much fresher competitor, gains the upper hand and traps Calzone in a side headlock as the match essentially restarts itself. Calzone shoves ICE toward the ropes and charges after him with a rolling wheel kick attempt, but ICE ducks and Calzone eats nothing but canvas. Beckman quickly pounces on the Turtle Man and scoops him up before slamming him onto the mat.

Beckman isn't finished- he grabs Calzone around the waist and launches him head-first into the mat with a stiff German suplex. ICE covers D-LO for the pin attempt.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

THRE--NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!

Zach Davis: Calzone may have gotten some protection from his shell, but that was a damned nasty landing he took on that suplex!

Erin Robbins: He's a tough kid in his own right, Zach, but D-LO C-LO is in a tight spot here against the United States Champion.

Beckman does the throat slitting gesture with his hand and the fans react with a roar.

Zach Davis: Uh-oh! Bad news for Diablo! It looks like Beckman is about to end this match with the Cocktailed Crossface!

Beckman pounces on Calzone and quickly locks Diablo in the crossface. D-LO immediately begins to writhe about on the mat in obvious pain as the fans cheer for their hero Beckman, sensing that the end is near.

Diablo fights for the ropes with every fiber of his being, not wanting to quit, not wanting to concede the match, but also not having very much fuel left in his gas tank. Calzone raises his hand in the air and appears to be on the verge of tapping.

Zach Davis: He's gonna tap! This match is over!

With one final lunge, Diablo grabs hold of the rope.

Erin Robbins: NO! He got the rope! Diablo Calzone is still alive! The Vapor Kings are still alive!

Beckman shakes his head in disappointment, drags D-LO to his feet and tags Oblivion back into the match.

Together, the Psycho Beer Company members whip D-LO into the ropes. Diablo rebounds, breaks through a double clothesline attempt, shoots off the ropes once more and leaps into the air for a crossbody attempt. Oblivion and Beckman easily catch Calzone and then look at each other with a smile on their faces before hitting a double team fallaway slam.

Beckman climbs out to the apron whilst Obi pins Calzone.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

THRE--NO!!!

Once again McMorris saves the match, this time with a Boot Party upside Oblivion's head.

Zach Davis: ZMAC just punted Oblivion in the head with that Boot Party kick of his!

Erin Robbins: He just saved his partner from getting pinned AND did damage to Oblivion in the process. It might have been an underhanded tactic, but it was certainly effective, Zach.

As Oblivion recovers from being punted in the head, Calzone somehow rolls to his corner and officially brings ZMAC into the ring with a tag. McMorris wastes no time climbing through the ropes before he measures Obi for another Boot Party. ZMAC lines it up and- CONNECTS!

Zach Davis: Boot Party by ZMAC! That's two in a row for The Evil Incarnate!

Erin Robbins: Oblivion looks like he's out cold, Zach. He's a tough S.O.B. but I don't see how he can get up from two punts in a row by ZMAC.

ZMAC pins Obi.

Referee: ONE...

TWO...

THRE--NO!!!

Zach Davis: Beckman with the save! Boy, this match has ebbed back and forth, with each team holding the advantage at various points!

Erin Robbins: It sure has, Zach, and these Australian fans here in The Acer Arena have been hyped up throughout this outstanding match!

Zach Davis: Give credit where it's due, ICE and Oblivion have worked well together in this match, despite being the less experienced duo.

Erin Robbins: However, The Vapor Kings have also been very effective, and they're in control of this match right now.

Zach Davis: On cue, McMorris has Oblivion up in that crucifix position! I think we know what he's about to do.

Out of nowhere, Calzone comes running up and forms the double crucifix with McMorris...

WHAM!!

Erin Robbins: CROSS ADDICTED! The Vapor Kings just dropped Oblivion on his head with the double team crucifix powerbomb!

Somehow, Oblivion summons the fortitude to sit up on the mat! The crowd roars out.

Zach Davis: I don't believe it! By the look on your face, Erin, you don't believe it either!

Erin Robbins: Zombie McMorris and Diablo Calzone don't believe it either! They look like they've seen a ghost! I think Vincent "Buddy" Roman just had a heart attack!

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

The Monster tries to quickly stand up, but stumbles backwards into IT's own corner....

THUD!!

Crowd: OUUUUUUUU!!

Erin Robbins: What the Hell happened?! Let's look at the replay.

The replay is played back and it shows Oblivion stumbling back and accidentally knocking down Natural ICE Beckman with an elbow to the face.

Zach Davis: When Oblivion stood up quickly, IT ended up stumbling back and hitting ICE Beckman in the face, with an elbow, inadvertently.

Beckman falls off the ring apron. Oblivion stands there with a look of shock across IT's face.

Zach Davis: OBLIVION, WATCH OUT!!

Both Zombie McMorris and Diablo Calzone begin to viciously pummel The Monster.

Oblivion: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Oblivion kicks Diablo Calzone in the mid-section with a massive boot.

Erin Robbins: Oblivion grabs D-LO in a hammerlock/half nelson.

WHOOSH-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!!

Oblivion grabs Diablo Calzone and unceremoniously tosses him over the top rope. Calzone lands hard on the ringside mats.

Erin Robbins: ICE Beckman is back in his corner, urging Oblivion to tag him in.

ICE Beckman: C'Mon Oblivion!! Kick their asses!! I'm ready to be tagged in!!

The Monster quickly grabs Zombie McMorris and places him onto his shoulder with an airplane spin position. The Acer Arena goes completely ballistic.

Zach Davis: I can barely hear myself talk!

Crowd: 5150!! 5150!! 5150!! 5150!!

ICE Beckman: YES!! YES!! KICK HIS ASS!!

Oblivion knocks the foot of McMorris off IT's shoulder and nails him with a cutter.

Erin Robbins: 5150!! With Diablo Calzone on the outside of the ring, that should be enough for the pin!

ICE Beckman is urging Oblivion to tag him in. Which Oblivion does try to do.

Zach Davis: WHAAAAA....

The crowd freaks out as ICE Beckman drops down from the ring apron to check on his own eye.

Erin Robbins: Well, that's what happens when you do not pay attention, you could get your partner hurt. Beckman is just checking on the condition of his eye.

Diablo Calzone rushes back into the ring, nailing Oblivion with kicks and fists. Calzone stops and walks over to his partner and helps him up. They both rush The Monster and beat him down in the corner. As Oblivion is forcefully sat down, with IT's back against the bottom turnbuckle, McMorris chokes Oblivion with his boot.

Zach Davis: I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!! OBLIVION IS GETTING MANHANDLED BY THE VAPOR KINGS AND ICE BECKMAN IS NOT DOING A SINGLE THING TO HELP HIS PARTNER!!

Oblivion roars out and pushes them off of IT.

Erin Robbins: Oblivion is on IT's feet and The Vapor Kings are smiling with a vicious grin, as they taunt the big man while they circle around Oblivion.

The Monster charges for Calzone, but it's McMorris that grabs Oblivion.

Zach Davis: A roll up on Oblivion by Zombie McMorris!

Crowd: ONE!!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREE-EE-EE... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

KICKOUT!!

Oblivion quickly stands up, with a look of complete shock and stumbles backwards. The shocked crowd cheers and boos, in a mixed way as ICE Beckman makes the tag.

Zach Davis: ICE Beckman tagged himself in. Look at The Monster, Oblivion looks pissed!!

Natural ICE Beckman does his best fighting both of his opponents. Beckman grabs McMorris and throws him into a corner.

Erin Robbins: I'm not even sure who the legal participants are in this match!

Beckman grabs Calzone. The crowd erupts with thunderous cheers. Oblivion enters the ring, when he sees Zombie McMorris charging after ICE Beckman. Oblivion charges after McMorris, just at the same time going in between Calzone and Beckman.

WHAM!!

Zach Davis/Erin Robbins: What the Hell?!?!

Zach Davis: BEER BONG!! Natural ICE Beckman nails his own partner with a sit down powerbomb!!

ICE Beckman looks shocked as he looks at Oblivion laying there, nearly unconscious on the mat.

Erin Robbins: This Australian crowd, as well as both of us, are completely shocked by what just happened.

Zach Davis: Zombie McMorris is making a pin attempt.

The referee slides into position. ICE Beckman just stands there looking down.

Crowd: ONE!!

Crowd: TWO!!

Crowd: THREEEEEE!!

DING!-DING!-DING!

Kyle Steel: The winners of the match.... ZOMBIE MCMORRIS AND DIABLO CALZONE... THE VAPOR KINGS!!

The Acer Arena shakes with thunderous boos.

Crowd: YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!! YOU SUCK!!

Zach Davis: Erin, I am completely shocked. I cannot believe what we just saw.

Erin Robbins: I know. It looks like ICE Beckman just turned against Oblivion.

Zombie McMorris, Diablo Calzone and Natural ICE Beckman proceed to leave the ring....

OBLIVION SITS UP!!

The crowd erupts with extremely thunderous cheers. Oblivion just realized what just happened and begins to roar with complete disgust.

Erin Robbins: I think The Monster is pissed!!

Zach Davis: Wouldn't you be?!?!

While still sitting, on the mat, Oblivion whips IT's head around in the direction of The Vapor Kings and ICE Beckman. The crowd is absolutely shocked by what just transpired. With an evil hateful glare towards the three, Beckman, McMorris and Calzone slightly scatter up the entrance ramp, joined by Buddy Roman. Oblivion slowly stands up, stumbling over his feet, as IT staggers around, trying to use the ring ropes to hold ITself up.

Erin Robbins: Oblivion looks hurt!

Zach Davis: OH SHOOT!! OBLIVION IS COMING OUR WAY!!

Zach Davis and Erin Robbins take off their headsets. Oblivion proceeds to stagger up to the commentary table, but grabs for IT's own head. Oblivion looks confused and a glaze is over IT's eyes. You can sense that Oblivion is experiencing an almost out of body experience, as IT looks around with a completely confused look. Oblivion's eyes are almost completely rolled back into IT's head. IT's eyes are completely white. The fans that are nearby freak out, as they see the evil slowly oozing out of The Monster. Zach Davis grabs for a headset.

Zach Davis: Look at Oblivion, Erin. I know you cannot talk, but look at Oblivion's eyes. Oblivion has completely checked out!!

With a demonic expression across IT's face, Oblivion rips off the commentary table covering and smashes down across the table, as IT's eyes are still glazed over with complete whiteness and sticks out IT's long tongue. Erin Robbins puts on HER headset, as Oblivion walks over to one of the ring steps and picks up both sections and tosses them with ease, as IT roars out....

Oblivion: BEEEEEEECKMAAAAAN!! ZMAAAAAC!! DIAAAAAAABLOOOOOOOO!!

Erin Robbins: Oblivion is not currently with us. Something has happened to Oblivion.

Zach Davis: I think we are, once again, witnessing The Monster Within.

Continuing to look evil, almost non-human, Oblivion rips off the ringside covering that covers the undercarriage of the ring. Oblivion roars out. The crowd roars out, as well.

Erin Robbins: What the Hell is Oblivion doing?!?! NO!! NO!! NOOOOOO!!

Oblivion proceeds to rip off the top and middle ring ropes on one of the sides of the ring.

Zach Davis: This area, the ringside area looks as if a bomb just blasted off.

The Monster proceeds to grab everything that is under the ring and tosses everything around randomly. Oblivion tosses out several chairs, without looking where they land.

Erin Robbins: EVERYBODY WATCH OUT!!

As WCF Security tries to maintain the safety of The WCF Galaxy, a couple of the chairs are tossed so hard, they are tossed into the crowd. Several people had to scatter out of the way to avoid being hit by one of the chairs.

Zach Davis: It looks as if Oblivion is looking under the ring again.

Oblivion stands up and smiles an extremely almost inhumanly evil grin.

Erin Robbins: What does this monster have planned?!?!

Oblivion takes out a canister of gas. The crowd screams out with now, complete fear.

Zach Davis: NO!! NO!! OH HELL NO!! SOMEONE PLEASE STOP OBLIVION, PLEASE!!

Erin Robbins: This has gone way too far!! SOMEONE PLEASE STOP THIS MANIAC, BEFORE IT HURTS SOMEONE!!

Oblivion proceeds to pour gasoline over the ripped out, but almost still connected ring ropes.

Zach Davis: NO!! PLEASE TELL ME, IT'S NOT GONNA DO WHAT IT PLANS ON DOING!!

Erin Robbins: NO!! NOOOOOOOO!!

Oblivion sets the ripped off top and middle ring ropes, on fire. Immediately WCF Security comes out with fire extinguishers, putting out the fire. Security tries to escort Oblivion away from ringside and Oblivion starts kicking the security's asses.

Erin Robbins: This maniac is completely out of control!!

Beckman, ZMAC, Diablo and Roman stand on the entrance stage watching the whole thing, slightly laughing and snickering, as they point at Oblivion completely freaking out over what Oblivion perceived to be as a betrayal.

ZAAAAAAAAAAAP-ZAAAAAAAAAAP!!

Zach Davis/Erin Robbins: HOLY CRAP!!

The WCF Security and local law enforcement have just zapped The Monster with tasers and stun guns. The WCF Security team have a restraint chair with them and they slowly grab a stunned Oblivion and place him into the restraint chair and place a breathable sack over IT's head.

Zach Davis: All this, because Natural ICE Beckman thought this was best for him, if he would betray Oblivion.

As Oblivion is escorted up the entrance ramp, The Acer Arena is in complete silence. Once WCF Security rolls Oblivion up the ramp to the entrance stage, where The Vapor Kings and Natural ICE Beckman are standing, all three of them begin to attack the WCF Security and the local law enforcement, tossing them around.

WHAM-WHAM-WHAM!!

Zach Davis: All three of them are now stomping down on a helpless and tied down Oblivion.

The Acer Arena explodes with cheers as random wrestlers come out from the back and chase off Beckman, McMorris, and Calzone, with a winded Buddy Roman trailing behind.

Zach Davis: What just occurred as we just watched, Oblivion completely went off and was being restrained by security and THEN... AND THEN as Oblivion was escorted out in a tied up restraint police chair, The Vapor Kings and ICE Beckman, who betrayed Oblivion, jumped on Oblivion!! Complete and utter disgrace!! Disgusting!!

Erin Robbins glaces at the nearby camera.

Erin Robbins: We'll be right back.

As the scene fades away, you can hear Zach say something to Erin.

Zach Davis: I wonder what's gonna happen to Oblivion?

Jeff Purse/Alex Richards vs Shadow Demons

"Won't Back Down" by Eminem blares on the PA.

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

A pyro goes off and up through the stage in Rey Mysterio fashion, Jeff Purse comes flying. Kari comes out from the back as Jeff walks down the aisles, pandering to the crowd.

Zach Davis: Here comes “The Future” Jeff Purse. After coming off his recent loss to Waylon Cash last week, lord knows where this superstars head is this week.

Erin Robbins: And we have an especially odd teaming here tonight. Jeff Purse and Alexander Richards together against the Shadow Demons.

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

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

The opening bars of “I'm not Like Everybody Else” by The Kinks begins and Alex Richards walks towards the ring with a huge smile on his smile.

Zach Davis: Here comes this madman now, Alex Richards.

Erin Robbins: He still has the bed spring. I guess he still believes he is the TRUE Hardcore Champion!

He holds his doctor's bag in one hand and with the other he takes turns slapping hands, hugging, signing autographs, high fiving, and occasionally delivering a more good natured then used to hard slap to a fan's hand. He wears his rusty bed spring, or as he calls it hardcore title, around his waist.

Announcer: Currently on the way to the ring, weighing in at 345 pounds and hailing from anyplace that needs pain, suffering, pills, or Zima... Alex Richards!!!

Alex eventually enters the ring after killing a few good minutes amusing himself.

Erin Robbins: These two are just staring, horrified at each other. Well, I’m not sure…Alex seems to always have a horrified look on his face.

Zach Davis: It might just be Purse who’s disgusted. The man’s championship material and he has to team up with this bozo?!

The house lights go down, as red spotlights go over the crowd, as "Light Em Up" by Fallout begins to play over the loud speakers. The red spotlight comes to a stop at the entrance way, as the tron comes to life showing what appear to be shadows with red and purple eyes, only to turn into shots of Denise and Night Rider; the two of them in matches and quiet times together. The sound of a horse neighing in the darkness can be heard, as a solid black horse appears with Denise and Night Rider on its back. The horse rears as flames shoot down either side of the ramp way, and continues in waves as they ride down to the ring, in a light canter.

Erin Robbins: The Shadow Demons, making a spectacle as always…

Zach Davis: The Shadow Demons want you to know they mean business when they come out to the ring. They want you to know that you’re staring at fear itself.

Erin Robbins: I’m not scared. I just have a headache now.

They reach ring side, and Night Rider hops off, and helps Denise down to the floor. The two of them kiss and she hands the reigns to a stage hand waiting. Night Rider gets into the ring, and holds open the ropes for Denise. The two of them stand in the middle of the ring and Denise raises her hands, as lightening hits all four posts sending flames up. She removes the long black trench coat and tosses it in the corner as they wait for the beginning of the match.

Zach Davis: There seems to be some confusion in the corner now between Purse and Richards. They can’t seem to decide who is going to start this one.

Camera cuts to Jeff Purse and Alex Richards corner, where they are arguing back and forth.

Alex Richards: I’m going first!

Jeff Purse: No, I’m in!

Jeff Purse points at his chest hard!

Alex Richards: Who are you?

Jeff Purse: I’m Jeff Purse, you moron!

Alex Richards: I thought I was Jeff Purse? Oh well, you go first I suppose.

Jeff Purse shakes his head and climbs in to the ring. The Shadow Demons stand in the opposite corner, shaking their heads at Richard’s supposed madness. The referee calls for the bell and the match begins.

Night Rider runs up behind Purse and hits him with a hard clothesline, knocking him to the ground. He stomps on him multiple times before flipping him over for an early pin.

One…

Tw…

Jeff Purse’s shoulder comes off the mat, breaking the count up. He lifts himself to his feet, trying to shake off the hard hit from Night Rider. He stands up as Night Rider rounds for a second attack. As Night Rider comes down hard with an elbow, Jeff Purse sidesteps and dodges Rider’s attack. He lifts his leg up, hitting Rider in the stomach with a kick. Purse takes the chance to bring his elbow down on to Night Rider’s back. Rider grabs his back in pain and covers the ring to hit Denise’s hand for the tag. She leaps over the top rope, as nimble as she is powerful. She runs at Purse and hits him with a gut kick. He bends over and she brings her knee up hard in to his face. He falls back to the mat and Denise goes for the cover.

One…

Two…

Purse’s shoulder comes up, breaking the pinfall once again.

Erin Robbins: The Shadow Demons have control of this match. Purse needs to find a way to tag in his partner, Richards, before something goes wrong.

Zach Davis: Jeff Purse already getting up.

Jeff Purse was halfway to his feet, stumbling backwards in to the rope. Alex stood behind him and slapped his shoulder, tagging himself in to the match. He climbs in between the top and middle rope and heads towards Denise. Denise doesn’t back down from this behemoth man though as he creeps closer and closer. They stand toe to toe now and Denise begins hitting Alexander Richards with hard right fists. Alex barely reacts before hitting Denise with a hammering right forearm. She barrels back against the ropes and Alex Richards irish whips her. She comes back and Alex lifts her over for what looks like a hip toss…

Zach Davis: He just caught her!! Oh my god Night Rider, get in there and help her!

Erin Robbins: What’s he doing?

Alex drops down to his butt with Denise over his right shoulder for a torture rack backbreaker. Denise crumples to the mat and Alex sits there with a confused look on his face.

Jeff Purse: Tag me!

Alex blatantly ignores Purse and goes for the cover on Denise.

One…

Two…

Thre…

Night Rider breaks up the pin before it’s too late.

Alex now has his attentions on Night Rider. He turns around to attack Rider, who comes flying back with hard hits of his own. Meanwhile, Denise is struggling to stand to her feet. Jeff Purse comes in to the ring off the apron. Denise turns to face him…

Erin Robbins: The SPOKE!!!

Zach Davis: Jeff Purse with his finisher out of nowhere! Denise didn’t even see it coming…

Purse slips quietly back on to the apron while the referee tries to get the madness between Rider and Richards under control. Richards turns back around to face Denise. Alex sees her still laying on the ground and goes for the pin again.

One…

Two…

Thre…

Zach Davis: SHE KICKED OUT!!! Denise kicked out of that one! That’s one tough immortal!

Alex looks pissed as he believed Denise to be down for the count from his finisher and blames Rider for the interruption. He gets up and heads back towards Rider’s corner. They begin to argue again before Night Rider sneaks a hard kick to Alex’s groin. He falls down, in unbearable pain, for no man likes to take such a hit to the unmentionables. Denise tags Night Rider who comes in the ring to finish up Alex.

Erin Robbins: Dirty shot by Rider!

Zach Davis: Having felt that hit a little too personally, I know Richards has to try really hard to pull it out this time.

Night Rider goes for the pin.

One…

Two…

Thr…

Richards shoulder comes up and he grabs Night Rider by the throat. He pushes him back against the ropes and begins intentionally choking him. The referee calls for him to stop and begins his D.Q. count.

One…

Two…

Three…

Ref: Don’t think I won’t count you out!!!

Four…

Richards lets go of the choke and Rider falls to his knees hard. He’s holding his throat. Richards grabs him by the head and lifts him up. He drags him over to his corner where Purse lay in wait. On the way there, Rider gains a little control and shoves Richards off of him. When Richards falls back, Purse coils back and hits Night Rider with a superkick from the apron. Rider falls over and Richards turns around again, confused. This time he lifts Rider off the ground.

Zach Davis: It’s the FINAL ENLIGHTENMENT!

Erin Robbins: Richards really sending a message in this one.

Rider crumples to the ground and Richards covers him for the pin.

One…

Two…

Three…

The referee calls for the bell and “I'm not Like Everybody Else” by The Kinks begins to blare throughout the arena again. Alex stands up and begins to celebrate. Purse climbs in to the ring and the referee lifts both of their hands up in victory. The two stare at each other, confused at how they managed to pull out this victory while the two were such an odd couple.

Erin Robbins: Let’s cut to commercial or something. This is awkward.

Zach Davis: It’s only awkward if you make it awkward, Erin.

Jeff Purse and Alexander Richards leave the ring and head up the ramp to the back leaving Denise D’evil and Night Rider as they stand in the ring gathering their breath after one Hell of a tag team contest. Suddenly their attention is diverted to the entrance ramp as ‘Love, Fury, Passion, Energy’ by Boy Hits Car blasts out of the PA system sending the fans into a frenzy.

Zach Davis: Business is about to pick up here…

Erin Robbins: If they try and get a cheap shot in on the Shadow Demons, then that’s just a cowardly act…

Stacy Jones and Marina Valdivia, The Trinity, walk out onto the stage staring right at the Shadow Demons who stare back at them. The two women then begin making their way down the ramp to the ring and waste little time getting into the ring before Jones calls for a microphone and ‘Love, Fury, Passion, Energy’ fades out.

Zach Davis: Looks as if The Trinity has something they want to say…

Erin Robbins: Unless they’re just trying to suck the Shadow Demons before attacking them…

D’evil and Rider both take defensive stances and Jones quickly puts her hand up signalling to them to just relax as she raises the microphone to her lips.

Stacy Jones: Really guys? What do you take us for? We’re not going to attack you…we’re not like that…we’re not cowards!

D’evil and Rider look at one another before they reluctantly lower their guards as Valdivia smirks.

Stacy Jones: We both know you’ve just had one Hell of a match and we both know you’re still suffering the effects of what Team Science last week, believe me, we know because so are we…

Jones paces the ring a little before continuing.

Stacy Jones: We just wanted to make sure you hadn’t forgotten about us, I mean, with the way you guys go on about us, saying that we’re not in your league and that we’re inferior to you; we’re probably very forgetful in your eyes…

D’evil and Rider look at one another again and shrug their shoulders.

Stacy Jones: Well we’re out here to tell you that after next week, you will certainly never ever forget us again…because you see…we have finally gotten our chance to prove to you two that we’re not just a flash in the pan rookie tag team. Next week, live on the WCF’s Blast Pay-Per-View…it’s going to be the Shadow Demons…against The Trinity…

With that, Jones drops the microphone and the stare down between the two teams continue as the fans cheer wildly.

Zach Davis: Holy mackerel, the tag team match we’ve been waiting for is finally going to happen…

Erin Robbins: It’s about damn time; the Shadow Demons are finally going to put The Trinity in their place…

The Shadow Demons then slowly climb out of the ring, maintaining their stares on The Trinity as they then make their way up the ramp to the back.

Vapor Kings Segment

Zach Davis: Before our next match begins, with Trinity already in the ring, we are getting word that Hank Brown has tracked down the Vapor Kings.

Erin Robbins: But not just Zombie McMorris, Diablo Calzone and Buddy Roman...

The camera shot cuts to the back of the Arena. Standing in front of a WCF Slam backdrop is WCF reporter Hank Brown. Suddenly a Buddy Roman walks into the shot with his usual smug look on his face. Standing behind Roman is McMorris and Diablo, with their arms crossed as they stare into the camera.

Hank Brown: Mr. Roman, can you please tell me what we saw earlier tonight-

Buddy Roman: Enough out of you! Give me the microphone and stop boring the WCF fans with whatever you call that.

Hank Brown: I call it talk-

Buddy Roman: Shut up, no one cares about you hank, especially when I have huge news. Earlier tonight we witnessed a new era coming to the WCF and now I want to make it official. Call it fate, call it the will of Jam Willy Jesus, call it the newest nightmare for the WCF roster, but tonight the Vapor Kings have grown by one. Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce you to the newest Vapor King, he is the WCF United States Champion...he is NATURAL ICE BECKMAN!!!

The crowd pops for the news, both with cheers and boos, as ICE Beckman walks into the camera shot. He is all smiles as he shakes the hand of Zombie McMorris and then the hand of Diablo Calzone. Buddy Roman pats ICE Beckman on the shoulder as ICE takes his place behind Roman.

Buddy Roman: Earlier we gave the WCF a taste of the level of chaos and destruction we can create when we tricked the monster of Oblivion. And trust me when I say that is merely just the beginning. The Vapor Kings are the new major force the in the WCF and anyone who tries to ignore us will only be blindsided by the anarchy. Now let’s go boys, we have some well-earned celebrating to do.

The Vapor Kings walk off, leaving Hank Brown alone.

Zach Davis: ICE Beckman is now a Vapor King? Wow.

Erin Robbins: I am sure ICE is honored by being the new Vapor King, I can't wait to see where this goes from here.

Caliban/Brent Alpine/Jordan Ciserano vs Trinity/Colin Marshall

The opening riff to "The End Of Heartache" echoes throughout the arena as Colin Marshall leaps out through the curtain. He walks along the stage before falling to his knees right before he walks down the ramp. He holds his arms out as the crowd echoes with a mixture of cheers and boos. He stands and makes his way down the ramp. He comes to the end and slides in to the ring, keeping one hand on the bottom rope, catching his slide. He lifts himself up and stands on the middle rope, taunting to the crowd. He steps off the rope, removes his jacket, and awaits the beginning of the match.

Kyle Steel: And the Trinity's tag team partner, from McKinney, Texas, weighing in at 200 pounds, Colin Marshall!

Zach Davis: Well, his partners are already in the ring after that brief skirmish with the Shadow Demons, but Colin Marshall is looking to prove that he's not going to be an anchor to the Trinity tonight.

Erin Robbins: Colin is an anchor to himself. I'm surprised he even won a damn match recently.

The music plays and the crowd cheers. 3 seconds into the song Jordan Ciserano comes out jumping, high with energy. He continues to pump the crowd up. After that the pyro begins, exploding every time one of Ciserano's jumps hits the floor. After that Ciserano makes his way down the aisle high fiving any and every fan in sight. Once he makes it to the base of the ring he jumps onto the apron while pyro explodes as he hits it. He enters by spring boarding over the top rope. Following that he climbs the top turn buckle to the top rope hold his hands over his head. The music ends and he's ready to fight.

Kyle Steel: Their opponents, first, one third of Sequitus, from Buffalo, New York, weighing in at 183 pounds, Jordan Ciserano!

Zach Davis: Jordan wasn't in this match the last time these two teams faced in the Trios, and he's looking for an impact of his own tonight.

Erin Robbins: Jordan is one hell of a prospect for this Sequitus group! He's going to steal the show!

"Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless like water"

A voice that sounds kind of like Bruce Lee rings out through the arena answered by another older voice telling the people that this is not an easy thing to do, a samurai inspired instrumental with a hip hop beat plays across the arena as Caliban and Sinnesy Rose emerge from the curtain. Caliban is calm, his face intense hiding all the egotistical swagger that lies beneath, he drops to a knee and beckons the camera in close before holding up his fists showing the "here goes" tattooed across them, he then jumps up to his feet leaping high into the air and coming down with a massive bang and a pyro of flames screaming at the top of his voice

INCOMING!

Kyle Steel: Making his way to ring at this time, Hailing from Coleraine, Northern Ireland, being accompanied by Sinnesy Rose! representing Sequitus! HE IS THE ARTFUL DODGER OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING, THE NEW AGE LIBERTINE, THW WCF INTERNET CHAMPION J.P. CALIBAN!!!!

Sinney stands behind him smiling at his behaviour, he is basically bouncing as he makes his way from the stage getting in the face of the crowd, he reaches the bottom of the ramp and Cali runs at the ring jumping and sliding in feet first followed by a quick kip up into a standing corkscrew back flip landing back on his feet. The entrance ends with Caliban sitting on the top rope with Sinnesy playing with his hair on the apron. Both are waiting watching the ramp or opponent intently.

Zach Davis: You can see Colin looking straight cold at Caliban. He's definitely got a score to settle with him.

Erin Robbins: Colin already had a chance. He needs to move on and focus on something else.

The lights partially dim. The distorted opening riff of 'The Warmth' by Incubus hits to a deafening roar of the Australian crowd. crowd. As the drums kick in, a holographic image of 'The Vine' Brent Alpine walks down the aisle. The hologram Alpine 'climbs' into the ring and stands in the centre with his arms raised. Suddenly, a huge holographic creeper stretches down from the arena ceiling, tangles itself around the hologram Alpine and lifts him up towards the ceiling before disappearing. Meanwhile, Brent Alpine walks with intensity through the crowd at a medium pace. The noise in the building is DEAFENING!

Kyle Steel: From Rockhampton, Australia, weighing 227 pounds, he is... 'The Vine'... Brent... Alpine!

Alpine, now in the centre of the ring, drops to his knees. He stares down to the mat and raises his arms, almost apologetically. The fans EXPLODE as the lights go back on.

Zach Davis: These fans are going completely insane for their native son here in Australia! This is the loudest I've heard this building tonight.

Erin Robbins: I think this will take away the pain of losing his bacon last week and perhaps, propel Sequitus to victory tonight.

Colin and Jordan are both in the ring to start the match.

DING! DING! DING!

Both men engage in a tie up. Jordan secures an arm lock breaking the initial tie up. Colin rolls a couple of times before getting underneath the arm of Jordan and back drops him to the mat. Jordan rolls to a corner and looks impressively at the talented Colin. Colin signals to Jordan for a test of strength. Jordan obliges and we can both men looking for position while having their hands locked together. This time Jordan takes Colin by surprise with a quick snap sulpex. Colin gets up quickly as Jordan charges at him. Colin uses Jordan's momentum to take him down with a Japanese arm drag. Jordan gets up quickly only to get dropkicked by Colin taking the Hall of Famer over the top rope to the outside. Jordan tries to regroup on the outside but Colin charges towards him looking to jump over the top rope to the outside but Jordan sees it coming and drops down to the mat. Jordan isn't aware that Colin never jumped towards him instead he jumped on the apron where he is waiting patiently for his opponent to turn towards him. Jordan gets up from the mats and turns towards the ring receiving a beautifly applied Asai Moonsault from the middle rope to the outside. Colin gets up getting a great ovation from the crowd. Colin picks up Jordan and throws him back to the ring. Colin slides in underneath the ropes and picks him up. Colin now drills Jordan with a snap suplex as he signals to the fans that he's going to fly. Colin climbs the ropes pretty quickly and delivers a devastating double knee drop to the chest of Jordan. Colin hooks the leg looking to polish off the ring veteran.

1...........2.............Kickout!

Zach Davis: Great start by Colin!

Erin Robbins: Looks like he's about to tag out, smart move considering he's the weak link of his team.

Colin goes to the corner to make a tag, and Stacy Jones makes it. Stacy goes for a right on Jordan as he gets up, but Jordan moves out of the way. The two lock eyes briefly. Stacy and Jordan start out by trading right hands back and forth for about 20 seconds. Jordan then gets a cheap thumb to the eye in, and then drills a suplex to gain control of the match. After that, Jordan applies a Boston crab to Stacy. Stacy struggles with the hold for a few seconds, and she starts to inch her way toward the ropes. Stacy ends up grabbing the bottom rope after 21 seconds, but Jordan refuses to let go. The referee begins the five count, and at that point, Jordan breaks the hold. Stacy gets up and Jordan picks her up and floors her to the ground with a death vally driver. After that, Jordan goes to stand on the apron. Jordan slingshots himself into a legdrop across the throat of Stacy. He then decides to go for a cover.

1............2.............Kickout!

Erin Robbins: Stacy has been the weaker half of the Trinity, and she nearly showed that yet again. But, still early and that's why this match is still going.

Zach Davis: You really need to give Stacy more credit than that.

Jordan drags Stacy to his corner and he makes a tag to Caliban. Caliban gives Stacy a few stomps. Caliban then grabs Stacy in a precarious position and makes tags Jordan back in. Caliban drops and floors Stacy to the mat with the Craic a smile Jawbreaker of his, and then Jordan comes off the top rope and double stomps Stacy completing a devastating double team. Jordan tags Caliban back in. A scattering boo is heard as Australia waits for Alpine to get in. Caliban then measures Stacy as she tries to get to a vertical base. Stacy gets up, and Caliban attempts a clothesline, but Stacy ducks underneath it. Caliban turns around, and then Stacy hits Caliban with some backhand chops across the chest, before whipping him to the corner. Caliban bounces off the turnbuckle, and then Stacy floors him with a dropkick. After that, Stacy applies a cobra clutch to her former tag team partner. Caliban struggles with it at first, but then he is able to get to a vertical base and elbow himself out of the hold. After that, he drops Stacy with a headlock takeover. Stacy gets up, and Caliban tries another clothesline, but Stacy is able to counter it into an armdrag. Caliban gets up, and then Stacy takes Caliban down with a high knee. Stacy follows up with a standing moonsault and she hooks the leg for the cover.

1.........2...............Kickout!

Zach Davis: Tremendous comeback by Stacy, but it wasn't enough to take down the Internet champion.

Erin Robbins: These fans are getting testy, they want Alpine in there.

Stacy goes to her corner and tags in Marina Valdivia. Marina then goes to the top rope. Caliban gets up and Marina leaps from the top rope to attempt a hurricanrana, but Caliban grabs her and slams her to the mat with a powerbomb. Marina gets up, but Caliban kicks her in the gut hooks her arms and drives her into that mat with a double arm DDT. After that, he measures her. He gets her up to a vertical base, then he lifts her up and drills her with a Fisherman's suplex. Caliban then waits for Marina to get up. Once she does, Caliban lifts her in the air, and takes her down with an Electric Chair into the turnbuckle. Marina lays in the turnbuckle, and then Caliban drills her with a running knee right into the corner. Marina lays down, and she's looking to get up. She does, but in the end, Caliban takes her down with a forward Russian legsweep. Caliban turns Marina over, and he goes for the cover.

1...........2.................Kickout!

Zach Davis: Caliban knows that Marina's been on a tear lately! He's doing what he has to do, and that's keep her grounded.

Erin Robbins: I will never be a Marina Valdivia fan. I'd like her more if she wasn't such a suck up!

Caliban goes to his corner and makes the tag to Alpine, causing the crowd to explode into a raucus cheer.

Zach Davis: And here comes the native Australian!

Erin Robbins: Let's see Marina try to overcome this! Good luck though, Alpine is in control!

Brent soaks in the loud ovation from the fans. In the meantime, Marina is able to get up and shake off the damage that she had taken just now. Brent turns around, and Marina drills him with the chick kick. Marina then goes to the top rope to the indifference of the crowd. Brent is able to get up, and Marina drills Brent with a hurricanrana. The move sends Brent into the ropes. Brent bounces off of the ropes, and right back to Marina, who is waiting for him with a drop toe hold. Marina then gets on Brent, and she applies a sharpshooter right in the center of the ring. Brent grabs the ropes after 30 seconds. Marina breaks the hold. Then, Marina steps back. Brent gets up and Marina takes him down with a dropkick. Brent gets up again, and then Marina kicks him in the gut and drops him with a swinging neckbreaker. Marina makes the cover on Brent.

1......2........BROKEN UP BY CISERANO!

Zach Davis: JORDAN WITH THE SAVE!

Erin Robbins: Honestly, he jumped the gun. It looked like Brent was about to kick out anyway. Still, I won't fault him for taking caution.

The referee directs Ciserano back to the ring as Marina heads back to her corner to tag in Stacy. Brent gets up and then he greets Stacy with a backhand chop. He then whips her towards the rope. As Stacy comes back, Brent connects her with a hip toss. Stacy gets back up, only to get sent back down from a fist drop. Brent is poised, staring his opponent down with vicious eyes. With no remorse, he takes his foot and shoves right into Stacy’s throat, causing her to gasp for breath He lets go after a bit. As Stacy rolls over, trying to get herself time to recuperate, Brent quickly yanks her up by the hair and punches her in the chest. He then kicks her in the midsection and hooks her up, lifting her up as he drills her down to the mat with an Underhook suplex. Brent goes for the pin.

1..........2.........KICKOUT!

Zach Davis: I'm sure the fans enjoyed that here in Australia! Still, it wasn't enough to take Stacy down.

Erin Robbins: All Brent has to do is continue to wear her down and victory belongs to Sequitus.

Brent makes the tag back to Caliban. Caliban runs in, and immediately pounces on Stacy, punching her lights out on the mat. Caliban then measures Stacy, as she coughs and tries to get to a vertical base. Caliban picks her up, and tries to set her up for a death valley driver, but Stacy squirms out of the way and plants Caliban with a backbreaker. Stacy then crawls over to her corner, and before Caliban can move a muscle, Colin tags Stacy and gets himself back in the match. Caliban gets up and Colin drops him with a spinning wheel kick. Caliban gets up, but Colin gives him a Russian legsweep. Caliban crawls toward the ropes, but Colin has none of it and he drags Caliban to the center of the ring. Colin locks in a sharpshooter, and Caliban struggles with the hold. Caliban is able to get to the ropes after 29 seconds however, and Colin breaks the hold. Colin steps back and he measures Caliban as he uses the ropes to get himself to a vertical base. Caliban turns around, and Colin drops him with a spinning DDT! Caliban then slowly gets up again, however, he walks right to Colin, who grabs him, and sets up for the Shine. HE CONNECTS! Alpine is lying in the corner, too exhausted to do anything. Cover by Colin.

1...........2..........CISERANO BREAKS IT UP!

Zach Davis: WOW! Colin nearly had it, but Ciserano AGAIN with the save.

Erin Robbins: THIS TIME he didn't jump the gun. Caliban nearly suffered a defeat to one of his biggest pests.

Jordan tries to get back to his corner, but Colin catches him, kicks him in the gut and brings him down with the Shine! However, he turns around and Caliban kicks him in the gut, and sets him up. He lifts him up and floors him with the Crack a Smile jawbreaker. Caliban goes to the top rope and hits the Caliboom! Stacy is lying in the corner.

1..............

2..............

Marina makes the save!

Zach Davis: Wow, Marina made the save there! She did what Ciserano did just moments ago!

Marina gets back to her corner and Alpine is back in the corner, ready to go. Caliban makes the tag to Alpine. Alpine makes the cover on Colin

1...............

2...............

Kickout!

Zach Davis: Alpine tried to capitalize off the Caliboom but Colin JUST BARELY survived.

Erin Robbins: These Aussies were about to start partying.

Just when it looked likeBrent might have picked up a big win, Colin manages to get a shoulder up off of the mat before the three can be counted! Brent looks angrily at the referee before taunting for Colin to get back up to his feet. Colin slowly staggers up, but Brent runs at him and takes him down to the mat with a big running dropkick! With Colin down on the mat, Brent looks for the submission victory as he locks on an arm bar submission hold! Colin shouts out in pain as Brent pulls back on the arm of his opponent to try and force the submission victory! The referee asks Colin if he wants to submit, but Colin bravely shakes his head and reaches out to try and grab the bottom rope to force a rope break.

Brent looks like he is ready to break the arm of Colin in order to pick up this win, but the crowd give a mixed reaction as Colin lunges out one last time before grabbing hold of the bottom rope! Brent shouts out in anger as he keeps the hold locked in for a few more seconds before finally allowing Colin out of the hold! Brent stomps away on his opponent before he is able to get up to his feet. Brent leaps up and looks to go straight back to the arm with a rolling cross arm breaker on Colin, however he is able to counter with a clothesline!

Zach Davis: Race to the corner! Race to the corner! This could decide things!

It's a race back to the corner now as Caliban and Marina are fresh. Stacy is still down, and Jordan is ready to go. Both make it back to their corners in time. Colin tags Marina in, while Brent manages to get to Jordan. Jordan and Marina both circle the ring. Marina goes for a move, but Jordan knocks her down. Marina gets up, but Jordan picks her up and delivers a back body drop. After that, Jordan measures Marina. Marina gets up and Jordan picks her up and drills her with a vertical suplex. Jordan then turns Marina over and locks in a boston crab. Marina struggles with the move at first, trying to free herself. Marina pulls herself toward the ropes and she's able to grab the bottom one. Jordan lets go. Marina pulls herself up using the ropes, and then Jordan clotheslines her out of the ring. Marina crawls outside of the ring as the referee begins the 10 count. Marina is able to stand up and get back in the ring at 6. She gets up but Jordan picks her up and he gves her a SIDE EFFECT! Cover!

1.............

2..................

Kickout!

Zach Davis: Marina manages to kick out just in the nick of time.

Erin Robbins: Maybe, but I think Jordan is about to finish this off!

Jordan makes the signal that this match is about to end. He waits patiently as Marina slowly tries to get up. She gets up and Jordan charges and goes for the BULL'S HORNS! But Marina MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Jordan gets nothing but corner turnbuckle. Jordan stumbles back toward Marina, and turns around right into a CHICK KICK! Jordan falls down! Meanwhile, outside of the ring, Colin comes up from behind Caliban and trips him off the apron and onto the floor! Colin grabs Caliban and throws him shoulder first into the steel steps, as he tries to get a measure of revenge from Wednesday night. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Marina goes to the top rope. She leaps and connects with the California Splash! Cover.

.......Alpine bolts for the pinfall.....1...... Stacy bolts in out of nowhere and takes Alpine down with a running knee....... 2..........................3!!!!!!!!!!

Kyle Steel: Your winners, the Trinity and Colin Marshall!

Zach Davis: They've done it! They get the win! Colin got a little revenge on Caliban, Stacy managed to fend off Alpine and Marina does the rest, the California Splash and the win.

Erin Robbins: How does she keep getting this lucky?

Zach Davis: Lucky? Come on, Erin! And also, it's about the team! The three of them were definitely the better team tonight!

Following their match, Sequitus regroup at ringside and appear to be talking amongst themselves. Brent Alpine grabs a mic and turns away from his partners.

Brent Alpine: I just want to apologise for my sub standard performance this week. I wanted to be a lot better than this... particularly being back home.

The fans cheer his candor.

Brent Alpine: That being said, I couldn't focus completely tonight. I know there's a snake in the grass but I don't know where he's striking from. I've been trying to deny it but maybe the strike is coming from a closer distance than I wanted to admit. Like maybe from... right behind me.

Alpine turns around and looks straight at Caliban and Ciserano. The crowd are stunned into silence. His Sequitus teammates have a look of bewilderment on their faces.

Zach Davis: WHAT?!

Erin Robbins: Caliban is Percy Macro! I knew it!

Alpine looks intently at both men.

Brent Alpine: I named four suspects earlier tonight whom I believe could be Percy Macro. The innocent parties have nothing to fear but I promise that the real Percy will be found and I will smash his fucking face in. So, without further ado, let me announce the FIFTH SUSPECT...

Caliban and Ciserano look at each other.

Brent Alpine: JORDAN CISERANO!

Zach Davis: CISERANO?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Caliban and Ciserano both rush to Brent to protest his innocence. 'The Vine' turns away from them and walks sharply down the ramp.

Erin Robbins: Sequitus is imploding!

Zach Davis: Don't do this, Brent. Percy said he would destroy Sequitus and you're letting him.

Alpine rushes to the back, leaving the rest of Sequitus standing there in shock.

Erin Robbins: Percy Macro could be one of five wrestlers - ZMAC, Logan, Chelsea, ICE or Ciserano! This is crazy.

Zach Davis: Interrogation begins...

Doc Henry's Partner Revealed

Dr. Feelgood hits the PA and Doc steps onto the stage wearing a simple pair of jeans and one of his all-in t-shirts...

Zach Davis: Here is the Southern Rogue, making his tag partner announcement.

Erin Robbins: Thank you Captain Obvious, we all know he is to make that announcement before the show is up.

Doc and Mary climb into the ring.

Doc Henry: G'day Sydney!

Erin Robbins: A cheap pop for a cheap wrestler...

Doc smiles as he sits on one of the top turn buckles.

Doc Henry: So, after an exhausting search that involved many qualifies, and even more not so much, I have made my choice.

Crowd: Yes! Yes! Yes!

Doc laughs.

Doc Henry: Well, ol' Doc Asshole, and Dingleberry really want to know just who it is.

Erin Robbins: The disrespect...

Zach Davis: Considering all they have done to others?

Doc hops down and walks to lean on the ropes facing the tron.

Doc Henry: I think then, we shouldn't keep them waiting... These three names I will announce came close as a surprise to me... Ana Valentine, while you posed an interesting proposition, but frankly my dear... I just don't think I could trust you enough. No disrespect. Terry 'Synn' Roberts, after you stabbed me in the back once, and left me to carry on by myself, yeah, not gonna happen again... Then I got a surprise visit from Chase Michaels, but not that surprising, as he just wanted to tell me to go to hell...

Doc smiles nefariously.

Erin Robbins: I wish he'd just get on with it...

Doc Henry: Anyhoo, with out further gilding the Lilly, I'd like to as both Logan and Oblivion to the stage...

Zach Davis: Oh my God, is it really down to these two?

Doc stares at the stage.

Doc Henry: Come on...

Without any musical accompaniment, Logan walks onto the stage, followed closely by Oblivion and they both stare at Doc expectantly.

Doc Henry: Now, you two presented the two best cases for me to choose from... Next to who I picked...

Logan and Oblivion both look a little confused and start to argue again...

Doc Henry: Now, now... It wasn't an easy choice in not picking you guys, but I had to go with the best choice for me...

Zach Davis: If not these two, who could it be?

Doc Henry: So, to the Tag Champs, shine those belts up real nice for the next WCF Tag Team Champions of the woooooooorrrrllld!!! The Southern Rogue Doc Henry, and this man!!!

All eyes go to the stage, as "Renegade" by Styx begins to play over the PA, causing the crowd to go apeshit.

Crowd(simultaneous chants): Holy Shit! Yes! Holy Shit! Yes! Holy Shit! Yes!

However, Johnny Reb doesn't appear on the stage, and the crowd begins to quiet.

Erin Robbins: We've seen this before with Doc, both him and Reb don't like each other anymore... I think he didn't find anyone...

Zach Davis: Wait, someone is coming through the crowd...

Indeed, it is the Inveterate Confederate himself coming through the crowd wearing a New Confederacy t-shirt. The crowd loses it again as he hops the railing and slides into the ring.

Zach Davis: Yes, they are back together!!!!

Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!!!

As Doc and Reb embrace in we see that the Southern Rogue has removed his shirt and was wearing a New Confederacy one underneath.

Doc Henry: We're back, and we are coming for what is ours!!!!

Doc, Reb and Mary celebrate in the ring as the crowd goes nuts and Slam goes to commercial.

Tag Team Titles Match
Steve Orbit/Jayson Price vs Team Science

Erin Robbins: IT'S MAIN EVENT TIME!

Zach Davis: That's my line damn it!

Kyle Steel: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall and it is for the WCF Tag Team Titles!

All of the lights in the arena drop as "The Final Countdown" by Europe kicks in over the arena speakers. When the vocals kick in, pyro explodes from the stage and from around the jumbotron as it fires to life with a video montage of all of Price's greatest moments. A spotlight comes on and shines on the stage as Price steps out from the back to a massive mixed reaction.

Kyle Steel: Introducing the challengers. First, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds...Jayson Price!

"Fuck You Price" and "Jayson Fucking Price" chants start up as Price pulls out a bible, opens it and pulls out a flask before tossing the bible to the side. As the boos continue, Price heads down the ramp, slapping a few hands while taking drinks from his flask, before rolling into the ring under the bottom rope and popping up to his feet. He'll then head for the corner and climb up to the second rope to flip off the crowd before turning around and perching himself on the top turnbuckle, taking a few more drinks from his flask. As the lights come back on, Price will pull off his t-shirt and fake throwing it into the crowd before throwing it into the face of the referee.

"I CAN'T STOP-OP-OP-OP-OP-OP..."

The lights dim as "Who Gon Stop Me" by Kanye West & Jay-Z plays over the PA. A pink strobe light flashes rapidly throughout the arena-- pink lasers swirl around the entrance way and eventually converge into a big pink spotlight, as "The Mack" Steve Orbit appears at the top of the ramp. Orbit's wearing a long mink over his ring gear, which consists of alligator skin wrestling shorts and matching boots. He's also got his pink hat with a feather, a thick gold chain with a diamond-coated Jesus piece, and a jewel encrusted cane.

Kyle Steel: And introducing his partner. From Oakland, California, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, he is the reigning WCF World Heavyweight Champion..."The Mack" Steve Orbit!

He struts towards the ring, taking plenty of time to interact with the fans-- especially the ladies. At ringside, he removes his hat and coat, and kisses the cross on his chain before handing it to a ring hand. Upon entering the ring, he climbs one of the turnbuckles and gyrates his hips to a huge pop from the crowd. "OR-BIT" chants can be heard throughout the arena. He climbs down from the turnbuckle and waits in his corner for the match to start.

The opening riff to "The Stringless Violin" by Adagio blasts through the speakers of the arena as boos immediately erupt from the live crowd. The lights in the arena start to grow dimmer by a notch, as a sole spotlight appears on the top of the ramp. A geared-up Doctor Remus Micayle struts out from the back, his body illuminated from the slight darkness, followed slowly behind by the First Apostle, Nathan von Liebert. Wasting little time, the pair makes their way to the ring, casually ignoring both the jeers from the fans and their attempts to agitate them. The spotlight follows, giving Remus a regal appearance in the modest darkness while Nathan stays in the shadows.

Kyle Steel: And their opponents, from Phoenix, Arizona and The Nightmare Realm... weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and forty-seven pounds… they are the reigning WCF Tag Team Champions... Doctor Remus Micayle and Nathan von Liebert... Team SCIENCE!

The self-proclaimed Second Coming of Darwin rolls into the ring, and the spotlight grows to an intensity that's almost blinding in brightness. Through the glare, however, it can still be seen by the fans that Micayle raising both of his hands in the air. As he slowly lowers them down, the spotlight slowly dims in strength, almost as if he was the one controlling the light. He strides to the center of the ring, glancing from time to time at those currently in the ring with him, almost as if he's afraid of being backstabbed. The raucous crowd continues booing as he pointedly ignores them, his mind only focused on the match ahead. Nathan waits for the lights to die down before he climbs into the ring without any further fanfare.

Zach Davis: Price and Orbit versus Micayle and von Liebert. Pantheon versus Team Science.

Erin Robbins: Enough with the talking already Zach. Let's do this!

The referee collects the Tag Team Titles from Team Science and the World Title from Orbit and hands them off to someone outside the ring as both teams stand nose to nose with each other. The referee returns and sends both teams to their corners, but not without some intense staring down by all four men. Nathan and Micayle offer each other some last minute words before Nathan steps out onto the apron. Orbit and Price seem to be on good terms with each other as they do a fist bump before Price steps out onto the apron.

[DING! DING! DING!]

Zach Davis: There's the bell and here we go. The World Champion and The Doctor to start things off.

Micayle and Orbit circle each other once before going right at with a tie-up in the center of the ring. Both struggle to gain control until Micayle is able to get Orbit in a side headlock. Orbit quick to counter as he grabs the arm and sticks Micayle in a hammerlock. Micayle now the one with the counter as he catches Orbit with an elbow to the face and then catches him in a rear waistlock. Micayle trying for a German suplex but Orbit with the block. Micayle tries a second time and again it's Orbit with the block. Now it's Orbit getting his hands under the arms of Micayle and he breaks the waistlock. Orbit spins around and catches Micayle with a headbutt. Orbit now with a few quick jabs as Micayle is forced to cover up.

Erin Robbins: Orbit's on fire with those jabs!

Orbit grabs the arm of Micayle and goes to whip him into the ropes. Micayle with the counter and Orbit hits the ropes. Orbit comes back and Micayle goes for a double leg flapjack. Micayle gets him up but Orbit catches him with a right hand to the face. Micayle drops backward with Orbit landing right on top of him. Orbit now with some more punches as Micayle again is forced to cover up. The referee steps in and tries to get Orbit to lay off with the punches but Orbit's not hearing it.

Zach Davis: What is going on with Steve Orbit?

Erin Robbins: Frustration! All that's been going on as of late with Price and the upcoming World Title match, Orbit apparently needed a way to vent.

Zach Davis: Poor Remus.

The referee starts up a count when von Liebert enters the ring and tackles Orbit off Micayle. Liebert with tearing into Orbit's face with his fingers as the referee struggles to get him off. Now it's Price getting into the mix as he grabs Liebert and shoves him off of Orbit.

Erin Robbins: Well there goes any questions about Price letting Orbit get beat down tonight.

Price grabs hold of Orbit and pulls him to his feet before turning around into a left hand from Liebert. Price with a right hand. Now those two are trading punches as the referee tries to get them to separate. Orbit tries to help Price but gets cut off by Micayle as he hits him with a low blow out of the referee's sight.

Zach Davis: What a cheap shot!

Price manages to catch Liebert off guard with a European uppercut that sends him into the ropes before clotheslining him to the floor. But the celebration is short lived as Micayle runs up behind him and dumps him over the ropes. The fans boo as Micayle turns around and kicks Orbit in the ribs as he's still on the mat from the low blow. Orbit is flipped over onto his back from the kick and Micayle plants his boot into his ribs. A second stomp to the ribs and Micayle again plays to the crowd's boos as Orbit is left on the mat.

Erin Robbins: The heat from this crowd is absolutely intense and Micayle seems to be loving every second of it.

Outside of the ring Liebert and Price are once again going at it, this time up against the barricade. Liebert grabs hold of Price by the back of the head and rams him face first into the barricade as the fans try to get out of the way of the action. Liebert slams him face first a second time and lets him drop to the floor before heading to his corner and hopping up on the apron. Micayle nods his approval as he pulls Orbit up to his feet and shoves him toward the corner. Team Science with the tag and in comes Liebert.

Zach Davis: Things are about to get insane!

The referee tries to get Micayle out of the ring but is ignored as Team Science double teams Orbit with stomps in the corner. The referee with a five count and Micayle finally relents and leaves the ring at four. Liebert pulls Orbit out of the corner and drops him with a snap DDT before hooking the leg. The referee drops for the count.

ONE!

TW-

Erin Robbins: Kick out!

Orbit with the kickout at one and a half to a pop from the crowd. Liebert back up to his feet, pulling Orbit up with him. Liebert quick to slap on a sleeper hold as Micayle is yelling for Orbit to quit. The referee checks on Orbit and gets waved off. Outside of the ring Price is pulling himself up on the barricade and wiping blood from his lip. He sees Orbit in the sleeper hold and slides under the ropes. Price now trying to help out Orbit when the referee steps in and tells him to get to the apron. Micayle now back in the ring and he's laying into Orbit with body shots as Price is screaming for the referee to let him help.

Erin Robbins: Come on! This is bull crap ref!

Price finally gives up and heads for the apron. The referee turns around and immediately goes to get Micayle out of the ring. Remus throws his hands innocently up into the air and backs out of the ring as von Liebert shoves Orbit to the mat and covers him for another pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Zach Davis: Orbit kicks out again!

Orbit kicks out at two and Liebert gets back up to his feet. Liebert with the tag to Micayle and he enters the ring. The referee with a five count as Liebert and Micayle both grab a leg and wishbone Orbit before Liebert steps onto the apron. Micayle now pulling Orbit up to his feet and he tosses him into the ropes. Micayle tries for a hip toss when Orbit from out of nowhere blocks it. Orbit with a forearm smash to the face followed up by a headbutt.

Erin Robbins: Orbit showing signs of life!

Micayle grabs his nose and leaves himself wide open for a dropkick to the chest. Remus sent back into his corner and Liebert quickly tags himself in and enters the ring. Liebert charges and ends up eating a right hand. Price screaming for Orbit to make a tag and Orbit turns to oblige. Orbit heading for the corner when Micayle takes him out from behind with a chop block. Price now in the ring and he hits Micayle with a right hand. Micayle with a right hand. Price with another right hand and then he blocks a shot from Micayle before laying into him with a European uppercut. Liebert tries to catch Price off guard with a clothesline attempt but Price ducks it before hitting Liebert with a standing dropkick. The crowd is hot as Price tries to go after Micayle but is cut off by the referee.

Zach Davis: Let em fight!

The referee all but has to shove Price to the ropes before he'll step out onto the apron. Orbit looking to him for the tag from the ground. Price reaches out and Orbit crawls to make the tag. Liebert and Micayle both trying to get up and stop Orbit. With a burst Orbit leaps up and tags in Price. In comes Price and he ducks a double clothesline attempt before taking out Micayle with a right hand. Liebert with a left hand and Price responds with a right. Price now with lefts and rights as he backs Liebert into the ropes before clotheslining him to the ground. Quickly Micayle with the roll up from behind on Price.

ONE!

TWO!

Erin Robbins: Price with the kickout!

Micayle up to his feet first and he keeps Price down with a double axe handle to the back. Micayle now with lefts and right to the back of the head as Price tries to get to the ropes. Finally he hooks his arms around the bottom rope and the referee starts up a five count. At four Micayle relents and backs off but it's Liebert from the ground with a roundhouse kick to the side of the head. The crowd boos as Liebert waves them off and turns around...RIGHT INTO A DIVE OFF THE APRON FROM ORBIT!

Zach Davis: What a move!

Big pop from the crowd as both Orbit and Liebert are down at ringside. The referee looks back and forth between them and Remus and Price. Price trying to pull himself up using the ropes when Micayle attacks him with forearms to the back. Now it's Micayle trying for an inverted DDT but Price grabs hold of the top rope. Price now with an elbow to the face before connecting with an enzuigiri. Price with a pin attempt.

ONE!

TW-

Erin Robbins: Kickout!

Micayle with the kickout before two as Price rolls off of him. Price back up to his feet as Micayle is trying to get to his. Price lets him get up before spinning him around and trying for the Downfall. Micayle blocks it and shoves him into the ropes. Price hits them and comes back right into a massive clothesline from hell.

Zach Davis: THE FORMULA!

Micayle with the pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-

Erin Robbins: Foot on the rope! FOOT ON THE ROPE!

The referee is about to slap the mat for the three when he spots Price's foot on the bottom rope. Micayle is incensed that he didn't get the pin and is arguing with the referee about it. The referee is pointing to Price's foot on the rope and Micayle looks like he's about to snap and punch the referee. But instead he grabs Price by the arm and leg and pulls him from the ropes before hooking the leg for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-

Zach Davis: HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP!

A millisecond from a three count and Price manages to get his shoulder off the mat. Micayle to his feet and he's baffled as he stares at Price. Outside of the ring both Liebert and Orbit have finally managed to crawl back to their corners and are climbing up onto the apron. Micayle up to his feet and he's looking for the tag. Liebert obliges and he enters the ring. The referee with a five count as Liebert pulls Price to his feet. Liebert shoves him into Micayle who lifts him up with a flapjack before Liebert finishes it with a spike DDT.

Erin Robbins: Get him out of the ring ref!

Team Science up to their feet but neither see Orbit on the top rope until he leaps off with a crossbody that takes them both to the mat. The referee is left surrounded by bodies as everyone is down for the moment.

Crowd: DUB SEE EFF! DUB SEE EFF! DUB SEE EFF!

The referee now checking on everyone as there isn't a fan still in their seat.

Zach Davis: I don't even know how to react to this Erin. This arena is going nuts but none of these guys are even trying to get to their feet.

With no choice the referee is forced to start up a ten count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Orbit finally starting to push himself up as Micayle rolls over onto his side.

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

Orbit up but his legs are wobbling under him as Micayle is up as well. However the referee is still counting as Liebert and Price are the legal men.

EIGHT!

Orbit and Micayle now trying their damndest to pull their partners up.

NINE!

TE-

Finally all four men are up on their feet but none of them look especially great. The referee trying to get Orbit and Micayle to their corners as Price and Liebert lock up. Both trying to get control until finally Price catches him with a European uppercut. Liebert stunned and Price grabs him before dropping him with the cutter.

Erin Robbins: THE DOWNFALL!

Price hits it but he's still down and hasn't even thrown an arm over Liebert for the pin. Orbit screaming at Price to pin him but Price is out of it.

Zach Davis: This match could have been over!

Price finally with enough to roll over and put his hand on Liebert's chest.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-

Erin Robbins: KICKOUT!

The crowd loses it as Liebert kicks out before three. Price rolls back over onto his back and looks at Orbit with glazed eyes. Orbit screaming for the tag, as is Micayle. Price now trying to crawl for the pin as Liebert is still down.

Zach Davis: What's going to happen here?

Orbit extends his hand as far as he can as Price crawls toward him. Micayle has enough of it and sprints into the ring. Orbit does the same and they meet in the center of the ring. Lefts and rights fly between them both as the referee tries to break it up. Micayle finally blocks a right from Orbit and shoves him backward into the referee. Down goes the ref as Micayle takes advantage kicks Orbit in the groin. Micayle now throwing Orbit into the ropes before dropping him with The Formula.

Erin Robbins: WHAT A CLOTHESLINE!

Price is starting to get up to his feet when Micayle kicks him in the gut and hits him with the Doctor Bomb.

Zach Davis: The Doctor is cleaning house!

Micayle drags a semi into it Liebert on top of Price before waking the referee back up. The referee looks around dazed but starts the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

"The Stringless Violin" by Adagio hits the speakers as the crowd erupts with boos. Micayle helps Liebert to his feet and raises his arm in celebration as the referee retrieves their Tag Titles. He hands one to both and then raises their arms as the boos continue.

Erin Robbins: There you have it! Team Science has retained in one heck of a match!

Zach Davis: I still can't believe everything we just witnessed. Orbit and Price threw everything they had at Team Science and they came so close.

Erin Robbins: Now we have to wonder just how much was taken out of them before Blast.

Team Science takes a last look at the fallen Price and Orbit and laugh as they exit the ring. They continue their celebration up the ramp, holding the Tag Titles high, as the referee checks on Price and Orbit. Orbit the first one helped up and he immediately hobble over to check on Price. Team Science's music cuts as Orbit helps Price to his feet.

Zach Davis: And there you see the friendship between these two guys, even with the World Title match a week away.

Orbit pats Price on the back as the referee brings him the World Title. Orbit slings it over his shoulder and then wraps his arm around Price to help him to the ropes.

Erin Robbins: Well that's going to do it for Sl-

Suddenly Price shoves Orbit off of him. The World Title drops to the mat as Orbit looks genuinely shocked.

Zach Davis: What the hell is this?

Orbit now screaming at Price that he was trying to help him when Price from out of nowhere hits him with a Superkick. The crowd goes silent as Orbit drops to the mat beside the World Title.

Erin Robbins: NO!

Zach Davis: I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!

Silence turns into deafening boos from the crowd as Price hobbles to the center of the ring holding his back. He reaches down and scoops up the World Title as Orbit is laid out on his back.

Erin Robbins: Why? Why after all the talk about friendship and brotherhood?

Price stares down at Orbit as he slowly raises the World Title into the air, drawing even more boos from the crowd

Zach Davis: That's why. That World Title right there is behind all of this.

Price now pointing to the World Title and then himself before dropping it onto Orbit's chest.

Erin Robbins: My god I can't wait to hear what the rest of Pantheon has to say about this!

Zach Davis: Well it's going to have to wait until next week. We're all out of time!

The WCF logo appears on the screen as Price continues to stand over Orbit until the show fades out.

Table of Contents

Slam Intro

Television Title Match: STG vs John Gable

Mia Cross vs Mike Schott

Louis Bartkowski vs Jason Xavier

Internet Title Contendership Match: Buzz Worthy vs Arabella Montgomery vs Adam Young

People's Title Contendership Match: Alex Jones vs Sir William Cambridge vs Maddog Diamond

Jeff Purse/Jayson Price Segment

Doc Henry vs Chelsea Black Armstrong

Chase Michaels vs Johnny Reb

United States Title Contendership Match: Ana Valentine vs Synn

Jeff Purse/Steve Orbit Segment

Vapor Kings vs Oblivion/Natural ICE Beckman

Jeff Purse/Alex Richards vs Shadow Demons

ICE Beckman Segment

Caliban/Brent Alpine/Jordan Ciserano vs Trinity/Colin Marshall

Tag Team Title Match: Steve Orbit/Jayson Price vs Team Science

 

Of The Week

Wrestler:
Jayson Price
Match:
Pantheon vs Team Science
Roleplay:

 

Champions

World:
Steve Orbit
Hardcore:
Logan
Television:
John Gable
United States:
ICE Beckman
Peoples:
Chelsea Black Armstrong
Internet:
Jordan Caliban
Tag Team:
Team Science