A large bus pulls into the arena, and the air brakes can be heard being applied, as the door pops open to the bus. From inside, several men dressed in tactical gear and paintball masks disembark from the bus, as we see Eric Price, Steeltoe Joe, and Deuce Murdock emerge from the bus. Eric shakes his head, as he says...
Eric Price: Isn't this a bit much? I don't think The Pack are going to come after you again so soon, especially with the, you know...
Deuce Murdock: I'm not taking any chances. I still got the U.S. Title to think about, and Joe has the Television Title to worry about. We need all the protection we can manage. Hell, you can't run into any asshole around here without them being affiliated with some bullshit group.
Eric Price: So what are we? The Coalition to end Coalitions?
Deuce Murdock: Why not? And after this, maybe take on the Vapor Kings, since it looks like Pantheon is crumbling to them, anyways.
Steeltoe Joe: Don't count those guys out yet. I heard the Polar Phantasm has made his return. Don't make jokes.
Deuce Murdock: Okay, but I have to ask, does it bleed?
Steeltoe Joe: I think so...
Deuce Murdock: Then he isn't a problem. So, as planned, nobody walks around solo tonight until we get into the ring. And there will be people positioned at all the entrances and exits in case an attack happens. All of you got pictures of the ghouls, right?
A bunch of paintball mask-wearing guys and/or girls nod their heads. Deuce then points forward, and says...
Deuce Murdock: Forward, march...
The contingent moves into the building, as Slam begins...
Kyle Steel: This match is a triple threat contest!
Zach Davis: We’re kicking off Slam in style this week, Whoa. With one hellacious three way bout!
Kyle Steel: Our first competitor...
The lights in the arena glare full beam for a second, blinding us. A moment later, Superman, by The Stereophonics, roars above the crowd. As the lyrics kick in, the Slam Camera team begin to scan the arena, searching frantically for one man in particular.
Freddy Whoa: What in the blue hell? Does somebody want to tell the Camera crew that the stage is this way?!
Zach Davis: I believe our first competitor doesn’t want to stay hidden, anymore.
Freddy Whoa: Great. Terrific. Let’s have wrestling match!
The Camera locks on to a large man moving with purpose through the crowd; he’s wearing black trunks, white and black wristbands. Has long black hair, with black paint running down one side of his face.
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 220lbs, hailing from Washington DC...this is Occulo!
Occulo leaps over the barrier, a beat, then the mysterious mafioso begins to stare sky-wards at the giant screen. The music abruptly dies, the lights in the arena shut off as the screen is flooded with strange, grey CCTV footage. Obtuse camera angles confuse our senses.
Freddy Whoa: Can this guy stop spelling pretentious and get at it? Who does this guy think he is, Alejandro Jodorowsky?
Zach Davis: Who?
Freddy Whoa: You know nothing, Zac Davis. Nothing.
Normal video is restored with the music continuing. Occulo slides into the ring and rests on the ropes with his arms outstretched.
Freddy Whoa: Finally!
Zac Davis; Wrong Federation, Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: The WCF would like to apologize for the continued existence of Zac Davis.
Kyle Steel: Our next competitor...
The arena lights dim as the crowd buzz begins to build to fever pitch. The music begins and lingers for a moment before Joey Flash in all his glory emerges from behind the curtain, staring with delight at the crowd.
Periphery by Mile Zero, roars over the speakers.
Kyle Steel: Weighting in at 220lbs! From The Bronx, New York! Joey Flash!
Flash floats regally down the aisle bathing in the atmosphere, stops, shakes hands and high fives a few lucky souls. Flash circles the ring not once, but twice. Delaying his entrance and the match even further.
Zach Davis: He’s milking it, I fear the crowd are going to turn sour!
Freddy Whoa: So what? I like this guy, give me more high fives!
By this point, the crowd are fully riled up. Only now does Joey slide into the ring. Joey sizes up to Occulo, the two men jaw jack some choice words. Crowd are into it, as...
On this day I see clearly everything has come to life. Bitter place and a broken dream. And we leave it all behind
Taz Taylor foregoes the formalities and decides to take advantage of the situation. He runs down the ramp and slides in under the ropes, huge clothesline to the back of Joey Flash! Dropkick to Occulo!
Kyle Steel: Our third competitor, weighing 215lbs! From Brooklyn, New York! Taz Taylor!
The ring bell sounds but this fight is already well underway. Occulo gains control, hard rights to Taz. Gut kick to Flash, followed up with a hurricanrana attempt. Countered by Joey who attempts to powerbomb Occulo out of the ring. In an amazing feat of agility, Occulo hands feet fist on the top rope, turns!
Dropkick administered to Taz Taylor!
Zach Davis: Amazing!
Taz shakes it off, charges forward, Inverted headlock backbreaker attempt to Joey, Joey counters into a Dragon sleeper, move is applied with vicious ferocity. Occulo breaks the hold with a diving elbow from the top rope. Covers Taz
Zach Davis: Close! Real close!
Joey tries to lock in the, Pain is Love, Italian arm bar on Occulo, who spins and lowers his centre of gravity, twists and counters with a Saito suplex on Flash! Occulo can’t cover however as Taz is on him with a furry of punches, Ally Oop facebuster countered into an Electric Chair by Occulo as Joey hits an elbow drop on the falling Taz, cover
Broken up by Occulo, who lands a series of vicious kicks to the chest of Flash, Flash grabs Occulo’s foot, dragon whip! Taz locks in a German suplex around the waist of Joey, connects. Cover by Taz
Broken up by Occulo, who delivers a Oesophagus Bureau to Taz! The Brooklyn native is winded by the vicious elbow to the throat, Occulo calls for the Subliminal Message curb stomp!
Freddy Whoa: Oh no. Someone’s about to get the message!
Occulo backs up charges at the fallen Taz. He hits it! However, Joey thros him out of the ring and then pins Taz.
Kyle Steel: Your winner: Joey Flash!
Zach Davis: Joey got the pin!
Joey goes into meltdown and leaps for joy! He’s back outside, soaking up the heat from The crowd like a sunflower in July.
Freddy Whoa: Gotta love that guy, ya gotta!
Occulo gets back into the ring and yells at Joey for stealing his pin. Joey roars.
Zach Davis: SUDDEN FLASH! He hits his right hand punch out of nowhere!
This sends Occulo reeling. Joey grapples him from behind...
Freddy Whoa: LIGHTNING BOLT!
Joey Flash stomps at Occulo viciously.
Zach Davis: Joey Flash may've won the match here tonight by stealing a pin off of Occulo's move but he's proving himself to be quite a sore winner.
The crowd boos as Flash stomps Occulo a few more times before dropping out of the ring and heading to the back.
WCF cameras find Adam Young sitting behind a large oak desk in a black suit.
Adam Young: Your getting closer to the in ring return of the Villain WCF. The man who is a two time World tag team champion, a former part of the TV championship team, 2009 tag team of the year and voted WCF's most hated wrestler ever. I'm going to return and be the professional wrestler I knew I could always be again. Around the World my name is known for technical superiority and violence. The WCF roster has no idea what is instore for them now. The Cartel is here to help Seth Lerch but I'm also here to capture every title I have never held in the WCF. Wrestling in the WCF will never be the same again. I'll make you famous.
Kyle Steel: The following NON-TITLE match is scheduled for one fall!
"I Like to Move It" by Reel 2 Reel plays over the sound system. Tyler Walker emerges from the back with white pyros at the entrance. He's wearing his black and gold letterman jacket with "TW" embroidered in the front, "TY WALKER" on the back. He's also wearing black shades, a white tank top and his black shorts with "TW" written around the belt line. Black boots and has his wrists taped.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, from the Planet of the Werewolf in Outer Space... weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds... the wrestler formerly known as "The Beast" Tyler Walker... WALKER FLYOCKER FLAME!
He slowly makes his way to the ring with a cocky smile on his face, bobbing his head to his music as he ignores the fans. When he hits the ring, he climbs on the apron, drops his jacket to ringside, and does a few body builder poses, as more white pyros blast off. He enters the ring through the ropes and removes his tank top and shades, throwing them to ringside before getting ready to fight.
Zach Davis: I'm surprised to see Walker after that horrific Spaceship of Horrors match at Helloween. The last we saw him, he and biohazard were both set on fire and we thought they burned to death.
Freddy Whoa: How do you kill a space werewolf? I guess setting him on fire is out of it.
Zach Davis: Normally, Walker would be accompanied by his mentor Jonny Fly, but Fly was injured by Jeff Purse at Helloween. No word on whether or not he'll be back by One, where he's scheduled to face--
"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 entranceway and eventually converge into a big pink spotlight, as Buddy Roman steps out from behind the curtain, followed by "The Mack" Steve Orbit. 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 peice, and a jewel encrusted cane.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by Buddy Roman... from Oakland, California, and weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds... he is one half of the WCF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... he is the WCF HARDCORE CHAMPION... THE MACK... STEVE ORBIT!
Buddy and Orbit embrace in a hug, before Orbit struts towards the ring, followed by Roman, ignoring the boos from the crowd. At ringside, he removes his hat and coat, and kisses the cross on his chain before handing it to Buddy Roman. Upon entering the ring, he climbs one of the turnbuckles and gyrates his hips. "OR-BIT SUCKS" chants can be heard throughout the arena. He climbs down from the turnbuckle and strategizes with Roman in the corner, waiting for the match to start.
Freddy Whoa: Steve Orbit. The Mack. Orbit and Fly headlined One last year in one of the greatest main events in WCF history. So great, that the rematch was agreed upon mere weeks after last year's show.
Zach Davis: Orbit and Fly have been everything from close friends to heated rivals, and all points in between. They'll face off next month at One, but tonight, the Mack has to get through Fly's protege-- Walker Flame.
DING DING DING
Orbit and Walker circle each other. Walker tries to grapple Orbit but he slips out and kicks Walker in the gut. Orbit with several kicks to the thigh and knee, followed by a standing dropkick. Walker shakes it off and throws a right hand, but Orbit ducks and counters with an armdrag. Walker rolls to his feet and Orbit is right on him with a snap jab, and another, and a forearm smash, finished by a spinning backfist that sends Walker stumbling backwards into the corner.
Freddy Whoa: Steve Orbit is just a great all-rounder... and what a year he's had. An epic World title reign, and now he's a double champion. The guy makes the right moves, he puts himself in the right position. He's taken advantage of every opportunity, every title shot that he's ever earned-- he's stepped it up every time. A lot of the newer guys could learn a thing or two by watching Steve Orbit.
Zach Davis: I won't argue with any of that but I will say this-- Steve Orbit has never won a match at One. He is 0-3 at One, including his loss to Jonny Fly at last year's edition. Is that his weakness? Is he unable to succeed on the biggest stage of them all?
Orbit charges the corner but Walker counters with a back elbow. Orbit stumbles back and Walker hits running chest attack, knocking Orbit off his feet.
Freddy Whoa: Walker is so strong, that probably felt like getting hit by a truck.
Walker goes into a three-point stance. He waits for Orbit to get to his feet... and floors him with a running clothesline. Orbit is a bit slower to his feet this time. Walker pulls him up and begins hitting him with knee lifts-- he wraps his arms around Orbit and throws him halfway across the ring with a release belly-to-belly.
Zach Davis: Orbit's gotta break this momentum.
Walker hits a falling headbutt to Orbit and then covers him for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: No! The Mack kicks out.
Walker pulls up Orbit and hits him with a few right hands before whipping him to the ropes. He mimics a baseball player about to swing a bat--
Zach Davis: BATTER UP!
NO! Orbit ducks the double axehandle smash-- when Walker spins around, Orbit hits a backhand slap!
Freddy Whoa: PIMP SLAP!
Orbit follows up with a Codebreaker. Orbit pulls Walker up and walks over to the ropes-- he hits a springboard tornado DDT!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! ORBITAL DDT!
Orbit pins Walker.
DING DING DING
"Who Gon Stop Me" by Kanye West & Jay Z hits the PA once again.
Freddy Whoa: Steve Orbit making quick work of Walker Flyocker Flame, sending a message to Jonny Fly-- who's that?
Zach Davis: It's... biohazard!
biohazard runs out from the back and slides in the ring.
Freddy Whoa: This can't be good.
Orbit pulls up Walker, who is still dazed from the Orbital DDT. He holds him still... and biohazard spits the ooze in his face!
Crowd: TOXIC OOOOOOOOZZZEEE!!!
Walker screams and rolls around on the mat in pain.
Zach Davis: Poor Walker Flyocker Flame.
Orbit leaves with Buddy Roman. biohazard stands above Walker and watches him squirm.
Freddy Whoa: biohazard and Walker are definitely heading for another collision... could we be looking at another One rematch?
The scene opens on the backstage area where we find Night Rider wandering as if searching for someone. The lights start to flicker on and off, and then off completely. When the lights come back on there in the middle of the hallway dressed in a long black robe hiding their face.
Figure: Hello Night Rider...
Night Rider turns and smiles as the figure begins moving closer to him. He knows without even seeing exactly who it is. He could feel it in his heart and soul as tears begin welling up in his eyes. It had been so long since they were together. He could feel his heart racing as he began to speak.
Night Rider: You don't know just how wonderful it is to see you again. The past couple of months or so have been nothing but a nightmare. I was wondering if this day would ever happen.
Figure: I had to make sure you were safe before I came back to you. I've been watching over you for the last little while, but I had to make sure you were safe and out of harms way. Forgive me.
He pulled the figure close to him and felt the same wonderful feeling that he had missed so much. He pulled down the hood that covered her head and brought it close to him.
Denise smiles letting the light sparkle in her deep blue eyes.
Denise: I've missed you dearly, and I knew that I had to come back. I need you at my side once more.
He pulled away from her and pulled the microphone he had from the pocket of his leather vest. A red spotlight begins shining down upon him as he begins to speak.
Night Rider: At one time there stood a group of people who were feared wherever they went. They stood tall above all the rest and no one could escape their fury. A group that was more like a family. From it's beginnings when AoDsIcon and The Night Rider ran supreme along with Chris and her crazy raccoon. The Angels of Death were like nothing the wrestling world had ever seen.
He paused as cheers began to ring throughout the arena. Smiling as the figure walked up and stood beside him.
Night Rider: All the way through to when my wife and partner stood supreme over the WCF Tag Team Division. A group featuring the best in the wrestling business. Such monsters as Oblivion and 'The Juggernaut' Justin Masterson. The AoD may have changed names and became The Shadows of Darkness but we all knew who we were at heart. You will all begin to fear us once again. Those Tag Team Championship belts are what our goal is and there will be no stopping us.
He paused and his eyes went blank. A strange look came over his face as his head began to pound like someone knocking on a huge door inside his brain. Then the lights went out.
Where am I?
What's going on?
Denise turns towards him and suddenly feels like she is looking at a total stranger. A look came over his face like none she had ever seen.
Denise: Night Rider? What is wrong with you? Are you okay?
Colt Stevens: Night Rider? My name young lady is Colt Stevens. It's nice to meet you Miss?
Denise looks at him with narrowed eyes.
Denise: My love it's me... You know me... Micheal is this some kind of Joke?
She looks at him with narrowed eyes leaving us to wonder what has truly happened, as the scene fades back to the main arena.
Zach Davis: We have some tag team action coming up for you next, folks.
Freddy Whoa: Hewson and Jacobs, that SJ Famous takes on Factory black!
Zach Davis: And with that altercation between Corey Scarecrow and Seth Lerch from the other week still fresh on everyones minds, you gotta wonder what can happen tonight?
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Yah that was a scrap. Not too smart on Scarecrows part, if you ask me.
“ Exhibit A” By Jay Electronica hits the PA system.
Zach Davis: And here comes that Famous, SJ Famous. One half of the tag team that no doubt Seth hand picked to teach Scarecrow a lesson.
SJ Famous walks out onto the stage and heads for the ring. Ignoring the fans, he gets pelted with boo's. SJ pays no mind to those pencil neck geeks as he walks up the steel step, gets into the ring and waits for his opponents.
The abruptly disruptive tunes of "Bite It, You Scum" by GG Allin begin to shred through the arena as Vincent Hewson marches through the entrance way without any hesitation.
Freddy Whoa: And the other half, Vincent Hawson. We'll see if this team can do what Seth hopes they can do.
This man is all business. He trudges down the ramp, with a rigid frown and cold eyes. Making his way to the ring, Vincent takes to accosting those foolish fans that choose to boo him, as well as those who praise his efforts. He doesn't give a crap. He slides in the ring, and stares down his forthcoming opponent as he warms up.
The lights die as we hear a cacophony of crows cawing, the sounds warp and twist under duress, a symphony of machine parts now imposing their will; this cumulates with “Reptile”, by Nine Inch Nails ending the chorus and holding court.
Zach Davis: The group that calls themselves Factory Black! Seth put these two guys together almost as a punishment but they seem to have run with the idea.
Freddy Whoa: Its a “ put your money where your mouth is,” type of situation.
A red spotlight hits the stage as Cory Scarecrow and Marc Mayhem appear. Cory hisses at the crowd as Marc smirks, fires a single shot from a finger pistol, triggering a rapid fire rat, tat, tat of six short bursts of pyrotechnics. The display creates a wall of red mist that slithers steadily down the ramp way. Cory and Mayhem cut a sinister visage as they march with a purpose, slicing through the descending fog that now encircles the ring. Factory Black soak up the heat, before sliding inside and awaiting their opponents.
Zach Davis: And here we go! Mayhem starting off against SJ Famous.
Mayhem and Jacobs lock up in the middle of the ring. They jocky for position, not budging or giving into the other but its Mayhem who comes out on top as he's able to snap on a quick side head lock. Jacobs tries to peel away but gets caught in an armwrench into hammer lock. Jacobs struggles a bit but is able to go behind and hit a German suplex! Mayhem gets to his feet and shoots for the legs, school boy'ing Jacobs.
Freddy Whoa: Fast kick out by Jacobs.
Zach Davis: Both guys possess technical skill. They are equally matched.
They get to their feet again and lock up but Jacobs hits an arm drag for the three-peat into the hip toss. He locks on a head lock but Mayhem gets to his feet and elbows his way out of it before hitting the ropes and connecting with a drop kick.
TAG! Scarecrows in.
TAG! Hewsons in.
Scarecrow comes right at Hawson and levels him with a over hand right. It floors Hawson but he isnt done yet as he gets right back to his feet and both men slug it out.
Zach Davis: Hawson with a Russian leg sweep, fells Scarecrow.
Hawson hits the ropes for a seated drop kick but Scarecrow slides through it for a single leg Canadian crab. Scarecrow applies it for a moment before letting go and hitting the ropes for his very own seated drop kick. Scarecrow looks to take control of this match as he plants Hawson down for a DDT.
Freddy Whoa: Hawson kicks out at two.
Scarecrow picks Hawson up but gets eye racked. Scarecrow stumbles away but gets rolled up.
Zach Davis: Hawson has the tights!
Zach Davis: Scarecrow kicks out.
Hawson gets Scarecrow up and plants him with a pulling piledriver! Pick up Scarecrow again the two men go over to Jacobs for the tag and the double team knife edge chops.
Crowd: WOOOOOO!! WOOO! WOOOO!
Freddy Whoa: Capped with a European uppercut!
Jacobs rakes the chest of Scarecrow! He rakes the back!
Zach Davis: Furious Falangies! Scarecrows all sorts of Smurfed up!
Freddy Whoa: huh?
Scarecrow is up against the ropes. He's rocked. Jacobs winds up... Discus Elbow!
Crowd: MOAR ELBOWS!
Crowd: MOAR ELBOWS!
Crowd: MOAR ELBOWS!
Scarecrow goes through the ropes and to the outside.
Zach Davis: Scarecrows right in front of us, Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: I Smurfin' see that, Zach. I'm a black man, not a blind one.
MASTER OF PUPPETS HITS THE PA SYSTEM!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: It's Seth lerch! Lerch is coming down here!
Scarecrow notices this and heads for the ramp but gets cut off by Hawson who hits hit with a double ax handle off the rope. Mayhem comes around the corner and cracks him in the back of the head then bounces it off the ring post. Jacobs reaches down from inside the ring and oulls Scarecrow up but gets Guillotined off the ropes.
Seth sits down at the announce booth and puts a headset on.
Zach Davis: Seth, how the smurf are ya?
Seth Lerch: What? Nevermind. I'm well. Just thought I'm come out here and watch a match. Is that ok? I only own the company, right?
Freddy Whoa: Yah, yah, boss, thats cool.
Seth Lerch: I just want to see how well this Factory Black does against REAL competitors, not some hacks that like to brawl it out in parking lots. Reminds me of my sister.
Freddy Whoa: why? Because they both do unspeakable acts in parking lots for money and attention?
Seth Glares at Freddy Whoa.
Freddy Whoa: Er, I mean- HOW IS your lovely sister?
Seth Lerch: She's in a coma.
Random Fan: Suckin D' in her sleep!
Seth turns around and shouts
Seth Lerch: I'll Smurfin' kill you! - DAMN IT ! Now I'm doing it too!
Back in the ring, Scarecrow locked in the Anaconda Cross!
Zach Davis: The Eldritch Horror!
Seth Lerch: What? Son of a...
Seth rips off the head set and hits the ring,pulling at the refs leg to distract him from a possible tap out. Scarecrow looks angry as he gets up and starts shouting at Seth from the other side of the ropes.
The ref pulls Scarecrow away, having him focus on the match. Scarecrow picks up Jacobs and hits a Choke Breaker on him.
Freddy Whoa: I think Odin Balfore's gonna sue Somebody.
Corey Scarecrow: That's for you, Seth!
Zach Davis: Luckily theres no glass tables around, this time.
Scarecrow waits for Jacobs to get up. Hawson hits the ring but Mayhem cuts him off. Jacobs gets to his feet but Mayhem snatches him up for an ally oop powerbomb.
Freddy Whoa: Murder of Crows!
Zach Davis: I think Bobby Cairo's bout to sue somebody as well. They call that the Industrial accident number one.
Zach Davis: Seth is fuming mad!
Freddy Whoa: can you blame him? Factory Black just picked up the win.
Zach Davis: Boy oh boy, do we have a match coming up next!!
Freddy Whoa: That is absolutely correct, Zach. It's a number one contenders match for the WCF Hardcore Championship. Under hardcore rules. Anything goes.
Couple, of the cameramen pan around the ring, pin pointing the random objects that are scattered ringside.
Zach Davis: As I look at who will be in the match, there is a chance that this match will spill onto the ringside areas. So, you and I better be aware of our surroundings, if you know what I mean.
Freddy Whoa: I sure do. We'll make sure we have our extra pair of eyes equipped for this upcoming match.
Zach Davis: With that said, Kyle Steel is in the ring, for the match introductions.
Kyle Steel: The following match is a number contender's match for the WCF Hardcore Championship.
“Bite My Tongue” by Relient K hits over the P.A. system and out from the back, emerges Marcus Adams lifting his hands up high. His smile is big, like it always is. He walks down the ramp and gives a few fans high-fives.
Kyle Steel: Coming down to the ring... from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 210 pounds. This is Marcus Adams!!
When Marcus Adams gets closer to the ring, he gets a running start and slides into the ring, under the bottom ring ropes.. He gets up and goes to the nearest turnbuckle and practices his punching combos, getting himself pumped up for the match ahead. As Adams continues his shadow boxing, "Down and Out" by Tantric begins to play.
Zach Davis: Here comes the new comer Ryan Blake.
Blake just walks out to the entrance stage and walks at his own pace, not looking at anyone, but just at Marcus Adams.
Kyle Steel: From Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 180 pounds... this is Ryan Blake.
Blake gets to ringside, hops up to the ring apron and slowly enters the ring, keeping an eye on Marcus Adams. Blake climbs up to the second turnbuckle and just looks around the Expo center.
Freddy Whoa: Well, that's two down and two more to come.
Air raid and police sirens ring out, two gentleman wearing white jumpsuits comes out to the entrance stage.
Zach Davis: Wait a minute... what is this. Ultimate Destroyer is scheduled to come out next.
The two men are pushing a push cart, with a steel crate on it.
Freddy Whoa: Am I mistaken, but doesn't that crate say FRAGILE!! OBJECT INSIDE VERY EXPLOSIVE!!
The two gentlemen in white jumpsuits push the box down to ringside, they proceed to unhinge the top of the crate, The Ultimate Destroyer, leaps out of the steel crate, in a whirling hyperness.
Zach Davis: This Ultimate Destroyer has that wild look in his eyes.
The Ultimate Destoryer jumps up to the ring apron. Ultimate Destroyer jumps around.
Kyle Steel: Standing on the ring apron... From Parts Unknown... weighing in at 400 pounds, this is The Ultimate Destroyer
The Ultimate Destroyer roars out as he shakes the top ring rope vigorously. Ultimate Destroyer starts to stare at both Ryan Blake and Marcus Adams. Ultimate Destroyer slowly enters the ring, staring daggers at both Adams and Blake.
Freddy Whoa: Well, that's three out of four. All we need is....
The lights go off....
Zach Davis: HERE WE GO!!
...as the screen goes to static and 515 by Slipknot soars around the arena as a voice shouts the word death as horrific imagery flashes across the screen till everything goes black and black smoke covers the stage and ramp and blood drips onto the screen spelling out Seifer Black Armstrong... Suddenly Babylon AD by Cradle of Filth blasts out from the speakers and from the smoke a hand reaches up with a black light lamp placing it on the stage as Seifer climbs out of the stage his face paint and parts of his clothing glowing under the black light as he kneels on the stage, with a steel trash can, full of weaponry.
Kyle Steel: Introducing from Toronto Ontario Canada, representing S-Pac... The Doomsday Prophet Seifer Black-Armstrong.
Freddy Whoa: UPDATE YOUR SHIT, KYLE!
Grabbing the light with his mouth, he crawls through the smoke for a moment before standing up and taking the lamp in his hand before slowly walking down the ramp, grabbing the trashcan full of weapons with the other hand. Reaching the bottom of the ramp he turns off the lamp and the ring is bathed in black light. Seifer Black-Armstrong leaps up onto the ring apron. The light illuminates him again as he walks over to the turnbuckles climbing up placing one foot on the top turnbuckle keeping one on the second and making the sign of the cross with his arms and tipping his head back before spitting luminous liquid in the air. Leaping off the top turnbuckle into the ring as he hits the ground fire erupts from the turnbuckles and ground creating fire crosses on each side of the ring. Marcus Adams and Ryan Blake jumps from the explosion, but The Ultimate Destroyer just stares, laughs briefly but goes back to staring at all three, once again. As the fire fades the lights go back to normal and Seifer walks into the corner of the ring and sits there waiting for the match to start.
Zach Davis: this match is underway.
Freddy Whoa: As son, as the bell rings.... both Seifer Black and The Ultimate Destroyer leave the ring and bolt over to the first thing they see.
Ultimate Destroyer basically spins around in an hyper huff, as he grabs for a metal chair and charges at Seifer Black, who ducks away from the charging Ultimate Destroyer.
Zach Davis: Seifer Black nails his large opponent with several shots with that kendo stick!!
After the third strike, of the kendo stick, Ultimate Destroyer drops the chair. Seifer grabs Destoryer around the neck, with the kendo stick.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! Russian leg sweep with that kendo stick, right on that metal chair.
The sickening thud echoes throughout the Arena. Seifer Black takes the used chair and slides it under the bottom ring rope.
Ryan Blake and Marcus Adams charge at one another.
Zach Davis: A quick and nasty spinebuster by Marcus Adams on Ryan Blake.
Freddy Whoa: Marcus Adams goes for an elbow drop.
Zach Davis: Adams misses with the elbow as Ryan Blake moves out of the way.
Without missing a beat, Blake quickly bolts towards the ropes, bouncing off of them....
The crowd roars out with approving cheers.
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake with a springboard moonsault on an already prone Marcus Adams.
Blake grabs for Adams and throws him into a corner....
Zach Davis: Marcus Adams hits the corner hard.
Adams bounces off the turnbuckles as Ryan Blake charges at a leaning Marcus Adams...
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake has a hold of Marcus Adams....
The crowd roars out with approval.
Zach Davis: SWINGING SIDEWALKS SLAM!! Ryan Blake goes for the pin.
Crowd: THREEEEE.... NOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! WHAT?! That was a picture perfect sidewalk slam!! How in the Hell did Marcus Adams kick out of that?!
Seifer Black grabs The Ultimate Destroyer.....
Zach Davis: Ultimate Destroyer has Seifer Black-Armstrong around the throat with his large meaty hands.
Ultimate Destroyer grabs Seifer Black and throws him into the security railing, like a ragdoll. Black-Armstrong lands down on the ringside mats in a heap. As Ryan Black stands up he sees the metal chair barely in the ring, just right under the bottom ring. But, Ultimate Destroyer also sees the chair, they both bolt for it.
Zach Davis: Ultimate Destroyer grabs for the chair first....
Ultimate Destroyer: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake just stomped down right on the hand of The Ultimate Destroyer!!
Destroyer drops the chair back on the ring apron. Blake grabs the chair. The crowd roars out.
Freddy Whoa: Marcus Adams charges at unaware Ryan Blake, who has a chair in hand.
Blake turns around, seeing that Marcus Adams is charging right at him, Blake swings the chair wildly...
Zach Davis: Marcus Adams grabs Ryan Blake in an inverted position.
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake drops the chair right as Marcus Adams drops Blake with a reverse ddt on THAT chair!! Adams goes for the pin!!
Crowd: THR.... NOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Zach Davis: Ryan Blake kicks out at two and a half.
Blake grabs for Adams and tosses him towards a corner...
Freddy Whoa: Marcus Adams stops at halfway into the center, of the ring.
Adams grabs for a chair and runs jumps into the air, bounces off the mat with his hands springin forward and colliding into Ryan Blake with both feet and a chair.
Zach Davis: We need to see that again, in a replay.
Adams charges at Blake but jumps onto his hands, springs himself up off the mat....
Freddy Whoa: “The Pressure Arrow”!!
Marcus Adams just shoots himself feet first into the chest of Ryan Blake. The chair is slammed into the face and head of Ryan Blake.
Zach Davis: Marcus Adams is going for the pin and we might have ourselves a number one contender for the WCF Hardcore Championship!!
Stanley Moser slides into position.
Crowd: THREEEEE.... NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Freddy Whoa: THAT WAS CLOSE!!
Zach Davis: Ryan Blake kicked at the right exact second!!
The Ultimate Destroyer grabs Seifer Black and places him onto his back, with Seifer's back touching the back of the Ultimate Destroyer.
Zach Davis: This absolute beast, of a man, Ultimate Destroyer is choking Seifer Black-Armstrong, by linking both of his hands under the chin of The Doomsday Prophet.
Freddy Whoa: Ultimate Destroyer flips Seifer Black over his shoulders....
Freddy Whoa: Right into a atomic drop!!
Seifer Black lunges forward quickly right towards the metal security railing. Destroyer charges at Black-Armstrong.
Zach Davis: Ultimate Destroyer misses Seifer Black and collides with the security railing.
As Destroyer moves slowly, Seifer Black flies to the ring apron, jumping onto it.
Freddy Whoa: Seifer Black-Armstrong is about to fly.
Black-Armstrong flies off the ring apron and collides with Ultimate Destroyer with a leaping forearm smash. Destroyer stumbles around as Seifer Black charges at him....
Zach Davis: The Doomsday Prophet nails the 400 pounder with a spinning clothesline!!
As The Ultimate Destroyer lays there, Seifer Black leaps into the air and lands with a standing leg drop across the chest and throat of his opponent.
Adams grabs for the chair and wedges it into the turnbuckles.
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake is being picked up by Marcus Adams.
Adams grabs Blake and throws him into the corner.
Zach Davis: Ryan Blake is running right into that damn chair!!
Ryan Blake stops...
Zach Davis: Ryan Blake jams an elbow into the mid-section of his opponent.
Blake and Adams switch positions.
Freddy Whoa: HEY!! WHOA!! A running STO done by Ryan Blake right into Marcus Adams that collided right into that damn chair.
Blake grabs Adams and tosses his opponent out to the ringside area. Seifer Black rolls into the ring.
ultimate Destroyer licks his lips as he sees a nearly broken Marcus Adams in front of him.
Zach Davis: OH NO!! RUN MARCUS RUN!!
Destroyer grabs for something under the ring.
Crowd: WE WANT TABLES!! WE WANT TABLES!! WE WANT TABLES!!
Ultimate Destroyer looks under the ring and pulls out a table. Quickly setting it up.
Zach Davis: NO!! NO!! DON'T DO IT!!
Destroyer grabs Marcus Adams and sets him up for a power bomb....
The table shatter into several huge pieces and several dozen little pieces.
Zach Davis: THAT TABLE EXPLODED!!
Freddy Whoa: That was a huge power bomb!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!
Seifer Black is in the ring with Ryan Blake, who waits for Black and charges him.
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake knocks down Seifer Black with a running forearm.
Blake picks up Black and goes behind him....
Zach Davis: German suplex!!
Zach Davis: German suplex!!
Zach Davis: German suplex!! That's three German suplexes!!
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake has Seifer Black in a Boston Crab.
Black thrashes around screaming his head off, as Ryan blake laughs with glee.
Zach Davis: Seifer Black inches closer to the ropes.
The crowd roars.
Stanley Moser: Alright Blake let go!! ONE!! TWO!!! THREE!! FOUR!! FIV....
Ryan Blake let's go of the Boston Crab. Seifer Black crawls to a nearby corner and leans against the turnbuckles.
Zach Davis: Ryan Blake backs up, as Seifer Black looks out of it!!
Ryan Blake charges at a seated Seifer Black....
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! The CAUSALITY!!!
Blake nailed Black with a running shinning wizard. Ryan Blake sees Ultimate Destroyer screaming at the fans after he dropped Marcus Adams across the table. Blake goes to the ringside area.
Zach Davis: A kick to the gut of Ryan Blake!!
Ultimate Destroyer grabs for a chair and broken piece of table, that is placed on top of the folded metal chair.
Zach Davis: NO!! NO!! GOD NO!! THIS COULD END RYAN BLAKE'S CAREER!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!
Ultimate Destroyer nails Ryan Blake on the folded chair with a broken piece of table on it with a piledriver.
Freddy Whoa: Ryan Blake is convulsing pretty badly!!
Zach Davis: We might need medical personnel out here for the health concerns of Ryan Nlake.
Paramedics come running towards a fallen Ryan Blake....
Ultimate Destroyer slams a huge piece of the broken table across the face of a paramedic.
Destroyer slams a kendo stick across the face of another paramedic!!
Zach Davis: The Ultimate Destroyer is preventing medical help for Ryan Blake!!
The Ultimate Destroyer: STAY AWAY!! RYAN BLAKE IS MY..... BITCH!!
Freddy Whoa: There is complete carnage around the ring. Two paramedics. Marcus Adams, AND Ryan Blake are laying practically dead, at the hands of The Ultimate Destroyer.
Destroyer grabs for....
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! NO WAY!! NO WAY IN HELL!!
Ultimate Destroyer proceeds to set a barbed wired chair with oil soaked rags on it.... WITH FIRE. Destroyer enter the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Seifer Black doesn't see Ultimate Destroyer charging at him....
Seifer Black kicks Ultimate Destroyer in the gut, making Destroyer to drop the flaming barb wired chair to the mat.
Zach Davis: BACKFIST TO THE FUTURE!!
Zach Davis: OH MY..... GAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWDDDD!!!
Freddy Whoa: Seifer Black just ddt Ultimate Destroyer on the flaming barbed wired chair.
The chair even bursted out a little flame burst, as Destroyer's head collides with the chair.
Crowd: THIS MATCH IS AWESOME!! THIS MATCH IS AWESOME!! THIS MATCH IS AWESOME!!
Seifer black bolts to a nearby corner, climbing up to the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Seifer Black has a crutch and a kendo stick in his hands.
Both objects are being pointed down.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! WHOA!! SEIFER BLACK IS FLYING OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE WITH THE KENDO STICK AND CRUTCH FACING STRAIGHT DOWN!! BLACK IS HEADING RIGHT FOR THE ULTIMATE DESTROYER....
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!
Zach Davis: NUCLEAR WINTER!! A DOUBLE STOMP ONTO THE HEAD OF THE ULTIMATE DESTROYER, AS BLACK-ARMSTRONG JAMMED THE CRUTCH AND KENDO STICK INTO THE EXPOSED CROTCH OF HIS OPPONENT!!
Seifer Black grabs for his head and drops down to one knee....
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Marcus Adams rolls Seifer up from behind!
Freddy Whoa: ADAMS STEALS IT!
The bell sounds as Adams rolls away. Seifer gets up and he can't believe it.
Kyle Steel: YOUR WINNER, AND NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP... MARCUS ADAMS!
The bell sounds as Marcus Adams gets his arm raised.
Zach Davis: We'll be seeing Marcus Adams, newcomer, versus Steve Orbit, veteran former World Champion! For the Hardcore Title!
Freddy Whoa: Hot diggity damn!
Adam gets his arm raised as we go to commercial.
"Evil Ways" by Blues Saraceno starts playing as Tom Joad and Chaz James step into the arena. They start towards the ring and Adam Young steps out behind them in a black suit. The duo just stares into the ring with blank stares. They reach the ring and stand next to it. Adam climbs up on the ring steps and the duo slides in under the bottom rope.
"Renegade" by Styx begins to play over the PA system as Johnny Reb and Doc Henry step out onto the stage. Images of past matches play on the Jumbotron, while both men make their way down the ramp, working the crowd at ringside. Doc mounts the ring steps in a dignified manner, while Johnny slips through the ropes. Both men take a moment to pose for the fans before going to their corner to await the bell.
"Pursuit of Honor" by Battlecross begins, with the melodic guitar flowing through the arena, getting the crowd pumped up. As this goes on, the lights fade to nothing until "Push Pull Destroy" also by Battlecross kicks in, where red and white lights circle throughout the arena. Once the thrash blast beat hits, a spotlight illuminates the stage and there stands Corey Black wearing a black hoodie over his ring gear. The lights continue as Corey walks down to the ring, bobbing his head to the music. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope, stands to his feet and throws up the devil horns before taking the hoodie off and dropping it to the floor. He then poses with his right arm up and bent slightly almost in a vertical flex, left hand on his elbow.
The big screen flashes to a blank screen... with a cursor?
Zach Davis: This is one of the highlights of the night, Freddy. The return of one of the most intriguing men in WCF.
Suddenly, text appears... "Iceberg-Seven online... accessing WCF big screen. Access granted... running program 'Entrance'."
The cursor moves across the screen slowly, as if loading something... and then the screen clears itself once more. Then, two words appear: "POLAR PHANTASM".
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
"Synchronicity (part 2)" by The Police begins playing over the loudspeakers as two white spotlights train on the entrance. The curtain parts... and out comes the Polar Phantasm. Polar slaps a few audience members' hands on his way through the arena, then slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Polar takes a quick look around the crowd... and then stares down his many opponents.
Zach Davis: Here we go!
Both members of the Shikari immediately target Corey Black. Tom Joad and Chaz James run at him and Clothesline him down and begin stomping at him.
Freddy Whoa: Corey's grapes are feeling Tom Joad's wrath!
Zach Davis: Uh, okay?
Freddy Whoa: Or I could mix references and talk about his ghost.
The Polar Phantasm spins Tom Joad around and fires off a huge right hook, sending Joad flying right out of the ring! Chaz James goes for a Clothesline but Polar ducks it, grapples him..
Zach Davis: BOOM! German Suplex!
Freddy Whoa: Polar Phantasm is BACK, baby!
Polar then ducks a Linked Clothesline from Johnny Reb and Doc Henry. Both of the New Confederates turn around and Polar hits a Dropkick, connecting with both men, one with each foot. Corey was postioned behind Doc, causing Doc to trip backwards and roll out of the ring. Reb gets back to his feet and Polar runs to the opposite end, Springboards, and goes for a Dropkick.
Zach Davis: No ring rust from this man!
However, Reb ducks it, and Polar accidentally connects with Corey. This sends Corey flying out of the ring with Doc. Polar gets to his feet and is dropped by a Jawbrearker from Reb. Reb is then dropped by Tom Joad, who grabs him and hits a Sidewalk Slam.
Freddy Whoa: This is the debut match for the Shikari and they will not be denied. Not by a returning star like the Polar Phantasm and not by a Hall of Fame calibur tag team like the New Confederacy!
Zach Davis: Chaz is on the apron and we're finally down to three legal men.
Joad stomps away at both Phantasm and Reb, but the rookie can't keep the former World Champion down for long. Reb gets to his feet and blocks a strike from Joad before firing off with a few rights and lefts of his own. He sends Joad into the ropes and then throws him across the ropes; Reb runs at Joad and hits a Flying Headscissors. Without missing a beat Reb then jumps to the top, as Joad gets up Reb jumps and hits a Double Axehandle!
Freddy Whoa: High risk from Johnny Reb!
Reb pins Tom Joad.
No!, Joad gets the shoulder up.
Zach Davis: As we said earlier, this is Shikari's first match and they've got something to prove.
Reb gets up but the Polar Phantasm spins him around. He elbows him in the head before kicking him, doubling him over and hitting a Snap Suplex. Tom Joad has tagged in Chaz James. James runs at Phantasm and leapfrogs over him, Springboards, and goes for a Dropkick!, but no. Phantasm sidesteps it and jabs James in the gut. He executes a Snapmare before running to the ropes, Springboarding, and hitting an Overcastle!
Freddy Whoa: Springboard Overcastle! I'm not sure if I've ever seen that before!
Phantasm quickly goes for a pin..
No!, James kicks out.
Zach Davis: The Polar Phantasm endeared himself to the WCF faithful so strongly that you may not realize just how long he's been out of the game, but it HAS been a while. Since Polar was around, we've seen Pantheon nearly crumble with both Steve Orbit and Jeff Purse defecting.
Freddy Whoa: And without Jonny Fly around as the leader, is Pantheon even a factor at this point?
Zach Davis: We're finding out tonight.
Phantasm lifts James up and puts him in a Headlock before tagging in Corey. Corey jumps over the top and hits an Axe Handle to James' back as he comes in. He then strikes James with an elbow which sends him flying halfway across the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Most dangerous elbows in the business!
Reb runs at Corey and Dropkicks him into the neutral corner. Corey stumbles out but Reb hits ANOTHER Dropkick, sending him into the corner again. This time Corey rests against it and Reb hits a stiff kick right to his head!
Zach Davis: Oof!
Reb then lifts Corey up onto the top and climbs up with him. Reb looks around before hitting his move.
Freddy Whoa: Frankensteiner! Reb hits it!
Reb floats over and pins Corey!
No!, Both members of Shikari break it up. They quickly lift Reb up and execute a Surfboard/Slingshot Legdrop combo.
Zach Davis: Come on, ref!
James pins Reb!
No!, this time it is broken up by Corey. Corey throws Joad out of the ring before dropping James with a Yakuza Kick!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Reb is up and Corey runs at him, going for another Yakuza Kick!, but Reb ducks it. Reb drops Corey with a Facebreaker DDT!
Zach Davis: Classic Johnny Reb!
Reb runs to the neutral corner and jumps up before flying off.
Freddy Whoa: MOONSAULT!
Into the pin!
NO!, Corey kicks out!
Zach Davis: Close!, but no cigar.
Reb tags in Henry. Henry comes into the match and marches cockily towards Corey.
Freddy Whoa: Classic encounter here... Doc Henry and Corey Black, mortal enemies.
Polar yells out "FINISH HIM!"
Freddy Whoa: I said mortal enemies, not Mortal Kombat!
Corey runs at Henry, who hooks him.
Zach Davis: GAMBLER'S HAND!
No!, Corey has it scouted and elbows his way out of it. Henry stumbles away and turns - Corey kicks him before lifting him up.
Freddy Whoa: Brainbuster!
Zach Davis: DAMN! Henry's head SPIKED to the mat.
Corey tags Phantasm back into the match. Phantasm enters and both members of Shikari run at them.
Freddy Whoa: More illegal tactics by Shikari!
Phantasm and Corey grab them and toss them both right out of the ring. Henry has stumbled up and Corey runs at him, hitting him with a vicious elbow strike that spins Henry completely around into the waiting arms of the Polar Phantasm.
Zach Davis: ICE CAP! PHANTASM HITS IT!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: The elbow-to-Ice-Cap combination results in a win for Pantheon!
The bell sounds as Phantasm's music hits.
Freddy Whoa: He's made Nightmare proud here tonight!
Corey and Phantasm climb to their feet and have their arms raised. The two men embrace briefly before climbing up opposite turnbuckles and celebrating the victory.
Zach Davis: With the return of the Polar Phantasm, maybe Pantheon will be returning to its former glory?
Freddy Whoa: If tonight was any indication, I wouldn't be surprised, Zach.
As the match ends, Phantasm and Black are celebrating in the ring.
Zach Davis: Hey, look!
Jonny Fly has walked out from the back and is already making his way down the ramp.
Freddy Whoa: Despite Fly’s long history with both of these men, I’m not quite sure why he’s coming out here.
Fly slides into the ring, earning the attention of Black and Phantasm. Fly walks up to Phantasm, coming face-to-face with his former ally.
Zach Davis: It has been FOREVER since we’ve seen Jonny Fly and Polar Phantasm in the same ring. For those that don’t know, these two men founded Pantheon together. It seems like it was a lifetime ago when Fly and Phantasm had the simple mission of ‘Saving Professional Wrestling’ – and created what just might be the greatest stable in WCF history.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah, and Fly once bought him a house in Vegas next door to Wayne Newton!
Zach Davis: Those were good times. Simpler times for Pantheon, for sure.
A smile comes over Fly’s face. He extends his hand toward Phantasm, who quickly grasps it. Fly pulls him in for a quick bro hug. Pulling away from the embrace, Fly whispers ‘welcome home’ into his ear.
Zach Davis: Classy gesture from a man who…isn’t exactly known for his class.
Freddy Whoa: There’s a lot of history between these two men. It’s just good to see them both back in action.
Zach Davis: We’ll see how long that lasts. You know, finger injuries and such for Fly.
Freddy Whoa: Someone just needs to tell him to stop returning the favor. You don’t pay the hookers to have to finger them, you know?
The scene fades into a packed Slam arena.
Zach Davis: Welcome back to Sunday Night Slam!
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by his manager James Church....fighting out of Halifax, Nova Scotia...weighing in at 275 lbs...Cormack MacNeill!!!
The drone of the pipes fills the air as MacNeill and Church slowly walk out onto the entrance ramp. Both men stop, and look around at the raucous crowd who are cheering and booing them in equal numbers. A sneer is etched into Church's face as he surveys the screaming masses and MacNeill's is set in a hard grin.
As the drums kick in, both men walk slowly down to the ringside, with Church stopping at the end of the ramp to adjust his suit jacket, with MacNeill stopping and waiting, eyes scanning the crowd.
Church climbs up the steps to the ring, and with a flourish holds open the top and second ropes for his charge, who slides between them and heads for the nearest corner.
Church steps down and moves behind MacNeill's corner as the bearded brawler stretches on the ring ropes and waits for the bell
Freddy Whoa: Round two of this WCF Classic Tournament for the vacant US Championship!
Zach Davis: Cormack is looking pretty strong heading into this tournament! He defeated The Ultimate Destroyer in the first round to cement his spot here tonight.
"To Be The Best" by Tenacious D begins to blare throughout the arena as "The Crazy One" Kaz Mazy leaps out from behind the curtain, a kendo stick sheathed on his back, and stands on the stage.
To be the best, you gotta pass the test
This continues for several seconds before Kaz runs down the ramp and slides into the ring to a large pop from the crowd. He moves to the corner and in the ring to an even louder pop from the crowd. He leans against the rope before awaiting the start of the match.
Zach Davis: Marc Mayhem threatened to break Kaz in half last week, but this guy didm't let that stop him. He put Marc down with style, and he promised to do that again here tonight.
Freddy Whoa: He shouldn't be counting Cormack out already. He's still got a fight ahead of him.
The referee takes Kaz's kendo stick away and calls for the bell. Cormack and Kaz go to lock up in the middle of the ring...but Kaz slides under his legs and lifts up with a quick dropkick!
Zach Davis: This one is going to be explosive!
Cormack whips around and charges Mazy, but Kaz slips past him real ninja like ans hits him with anotha slick thick dropkick! Cormack whips around one last time and Kaz goes for another dropkick, but Cormack percieves it and shoves Kaz's legs away. He then charges Kaz and begins hitting him with mounted punches! He gets in a few good slugs before Kaz pushes him away.
Freddy Whoa: Looks like Macniell had enough of that.
Zach Davis: Now that Church is shouting something to Cormack!
Cormack lifts Kaz up and hits him with a Northern Lights. He covers him for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: No! Kaz got the shoulder up!
Cormack lifts Ka to his feet, spit snarling through gnashimg teeth, and begins to knee Kaz in the chest repeatedly!...but Kaz catches his leg and trips Cormack up! He then locks in a kneeling armbar and plugs his knee into Cormack's back! He wrenches it as the referee moves in close.
Zach Davis: We've never seen this side of Kaz before!
Freddy Whoa: Usually he sticks to his acrobatic ballerina shit, but right now he's showing off a more technical side!
Kaz wrenches Cormack's arm...but Cormack finally is able to slip out of it and turn on his other side. He uses his legs to trip Kaz, then locks Kaz in a modified STF. He begins to wrench on Kaz's shoilder as Kaz crawls towards the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: Cormack answers Kaz's submission game!
Zach Davis: But can he get it...ahhh, Kaz got the ropes!
Cormack holds Kaz in the hold for a few more seconds until the ref forces him to release it.
Zach Davis: And we're seeing an even more brutal side to Cormack!
Freddy Whoa: I didn't know he could be so savage!
Kaz is reeling as Cormack lifts him to his feet. He lifts Kaz in the air and holds him in a vertical stalling suplex and drops a dazed Kaz onto the mat. He stonps him then runs against the ropes and comes down hard with a knee drop!...but Kaz moves and Vormack lands on his knee! Kaz reacts and wraps up Cormack's leg on a figure four leg lock!
Freddy Whoa: WHOOOO!!!
Zach Davis: WHOA! That's not your catchphrase!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!! That's gimmick infringement!
Kaz is in the ring wrenchimg Cormack's leg...but Cormack barely reaches the ropes! Kaz let's go of the hold and get's to his feet. Cormack uses the ropes to stand up, nursing his knee on the way.
Zach Davis: Cormack escaped but hes feeling the effects of that leg lock!
Cormack swings at Mazy..,but Mazy duck, grabs Cormack around his waist behind him, and lifts off his feet planting him into the mat with a german suplex. Kaz floats over and covers him for the pin.
Zach Davis: No! Cormack kicks out!
Freddy Whoa: That was close!
Kaz plants a few stomps into Cormack but Cormack pushes him away. Cormacks stands to his feet and begins trading punches with Kaz. Cormack kicks Kaz in the gut and drops him wih a ddt. He hooks Kaz's leg.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Kaz got the shoulder up!
Cormack begins driving his elbow into Kaz's chest. He hooks his leg again.
Zach Davis: OH KAZ GOT THE SHOULDER UP!
Freddy Whoa: Cormack almost had him!
Cormack lifts Kaz to his feet and irish whips him into the ropes. As Kaz comes back Cormack lifts him him up...
Zach Davis: STONE OF KINGS!!!
Freddy Whoa: No! Kaz spins out of it!
Kaz kicks Cormack in the gut!
Zach Davis: LUBRICATION TWIST!!!
Cormacks spins Kaz around.
Freddy Whoa: HE GOT OUT!!!
Freddy Whoa: INSTANT HANGOVER!!!
Zach Davis: KAZ DUCKS!!!
The crowd is popping loud for this match. Kaz grabs Cormack around the neck...
Zach Davis: REPTILIAN!!!
Freddy Whoa: CORMACK GOES DOWN!!!
Zach Davis: AND KAZ GOES UP!!!
Kaz Mazy/Crowd: WHY WONT CANT LET ME?!
He flips off the turnbuckle with an uberthick corkscrew shooting star press to a loud pop from the crowd! He covers Cormack after impacting him.
Zach Davis: It's over! Mazy did it! He's one rung further in the WCF Classic and one step closer to the United States Championship!!!
Freddy Whoa: Kaz has been hella impressive latelt. He just might take the US Championship!
Kaz celebrates as the scene fades out.
Born in the U.S.A. by Bruce Springsteen begins to play, as the American flag starts flying on the big screen and smoke starts to fill the ramp area. Deuce Murdock walks on the stage, and looks around at the crowd, as they cheer wildly. He then breaks into a light jog to the ring, as Eric Price follows as he speaks into a recording device...
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, via The Borderland. He weighs in at 228 pounds. GONZO DEUCE MURDOCK!!!
Zach Davis: And on to the next match in the tournament, and this one is not going to be a pretty one.
Freddy Whoa: Its like these guys keep pushing the envelope every week. Who can hurt who the most? And the odds don't look good for this man.
Zach Davis: Give him some credit. He's laid out half of their ranks, and has even put Jay Omega on the shelf, enabling this tournament.
Deuce is in the ring, with the flag over his head, running in circles. Eric Price joins the commentating team, as both Zach and Freddy move over to accomodate him.
Eric Price: How you guys doing?
Zach Davis: Okay, so far. I see you have a new signing.
Eric Price: Yes, because this man is a winner. He's been through Hell and back, and he's still going. He's teaching these punks in professional wrestling what a man is supposed to be. How to stand on your own.
Freddy Whoa: This coming from a guy who had a long association with...
Eric Price: Thing of the past! But the future is now, and he stands in that ring. And it'll stand in the ring later, when Joe takes that strap from Zombie McMorris and ICE Beckman!
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. 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 over his shoulder as a memorial to the days he was champion.
He gets into the ring and slides his doctor's bag into a corner, and both men charge each other before the bell sounds!
Zach Davis: And we're off like a shot! Both men slugging it out in the middle of the ring!
Eric Price: Are you nuts? Don't go toe to toe with... Ugh!
Alex Richards gets the better of the initial exchange, as he slaps Murdock into a turnbuckle in a fashion quite reminicient of E. Honda. Alex tries to capitalize with an avalanche, but Murdock moves out of the way, and out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: And Murdock is out of the ring!
Zach Davis: And he pulls Richards down!
Murdock first crotches Richards, before trying to apply a figure four post lock. Before the referee could begin the count, Alex rolls himself out of the ring, effectively breaking the hold. Murdock gets back inside of the ring and starts running. He comes back to the area that Alex is standing at, and leaps through the ropes with a suicide dive!
Eric Price: What the...
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: And there's an unusual high risk maneuver from Murdock!
Freddy Whoa: How bad does he want to put Richards and The Pack down?
Richards, surprisingly, gets to his feet before Deuce does, and he hits Snake Eyes on Deuce via the guardrail, before tossing him into the ring before the count of 7. Richards gets himself into the ring, as Deuce recovers his feet. Deuce continues the slugfest from before, as Alex starts to use his bulk to gain advantage. Alex continues to move Deuce around the ring, before Deuce suddenly cuts Richards feet out from underneath of him via The Amputation!
Zach Davis: Murdock lured him in, and got the big man off his feet!
Freddy Whoa: But he can't capitalize! Richards had it scouted, and he kicked Murdock in the face!
Alex follows up with a belly to belly suplex, followed by a senton splash in the middle of the ring that connects. Alex then picks Deuce up, and he lifts him up by the throat...
Eric Price: NO!
Alex executes the Zim-Quilla Hangover, following it up with "Phantom Itch"! Alex begins to pull Deuce into the middle of the ring, as Deuce struggles against his own maneuver!
Eric Price: THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!
Zach Davis: What an insult! Using his own move against him!
Freddy Whoa: Murdock's getting free!
Deuce manages to roll himself up and pull Richards from his standing position, breaking the hold. Murdock then applies his own Phantom Itch on Richards, as Richards struggles to get to the ropes...
Eric Price: Yes! Break his damn leg!
However, the hold is short-lived, as Richards manages to pull himself to the ropes, despite the fact that Murdock was kicking him while the hold was applied. Murdock releases the hold, and begins to stomp the hell out of Richards near the ropes. Murdock is pulled from Richards, as Richards begins to recover. Once the referee gets clear of the two, Deuce wastes no time getting his feet involved into the match, as he fires off a Chuck Norris Special...
Zach Davis: Richards ducks the Chuck Norris Special...
Eric Price: But he didn't duck THAT! VAN DAMME SPECIAL, BABY!
Murdock misses with the Chuck Norris Special, but he does catch Richards with the Van Damme Special. It rattles Richards, but it doesn't put him on the ground. Rather, Richards catches himself on the ropes, as Murdock sets up for Richards to turn around...
Zach Davis: Richards turns around...
Eric Price: Put him away!
Murdock boots him in the midsection, before attempting to lift Richards into Bat Country. Richards blocks the maneuver, both with his weight and his leg, before reversing the move into a vertical suplex, which he holds for a VERY long time...
Zach Davis: Oh, wow!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa...
Eric Price just shakes his head, as Richards finally slams Murdock to the ground. Richards then gets to his feet, an angry look on his face, as he presses Murdock over his head, tossing him outside of the ring. The referee tries to stop Richards from leaving the ring, but he's shoved aside, as he retrieves Murdock and sets him up for a powerbomb, as he points to the turnbuckle outside of the ring. Eric Price ditches his headset, as Richards lifts Murdock and charges the turnbuckle...
Zach Davis: Is this the Unconscious Truth?
(AT this point, Richards either hits it, and rolls me in for the W, or for this extended version, I win via count-out. Bottom line is Deuce can't deadlift that much weight into the ring to get the pinfall. And getting an outright pinfall could kill the momentum with The Pack.)
Freddy Whoa: NO! Murdock with a hurricanranna! Richards goes headfirst into the steel steps!
Zach Davis: And Murdock is on his feet! Just waiting for Richards! Richards turns...
Freddy Whoa: Chuck Norris Special! Van Damme Special! WHOA MY GOD!!!
A yell can be heard, as Murdock lifts Richards over his head, before connecting with Bat Country on the floor! The entire building pops and gasps, as Murdock gets to his feet. Richards is out cold, and Murdock rolls back into the ring, beginning the ten-count once again. Murdock rolls back out of the ring, in order to pick up Richards’ unconscious body.
Zach Davis: I was amazed Gonzo was able to hit Bat Country on Richards. It’ll take a miracle for Murdock to lift Richards!
Freddy Whoa: Yeah, he’s out cold!
Murdock gives up at the count of 7, and rolls back into the ring.
Zach Davis: RICHARDS IS UP!
He stumbles to his feet.
Richards goes to roll back into the ring!
Freddy Whoa: NO! He can't make it!
As the referee hits 10, the bell sounds, as “Born in the USA” begins to play.
Eric Price: Now that’s what I’m talking about! See you guys later!
Eric Price slides in and celebrates with Deuce Murdock.
Zach Davis: The war against the Pack continues as Deuce Murdock advances past Alex Richards. I can't believe it!
Freddy Whoa: But let it be known.. Alex Richards did NOT lose to Deuce Murdock here tonight. Yes, he couldn't answer a ten count to get back into the ring, but it was DAMN close.
Price raises Deuce's arm.
Zach Davis: I can't wait to see these two fight again, that's for sure!
"Bad Moon Rising" plays and a spotlight scans the crowd until it stops on Chase and Aeryn who are both standing in the crowd with the hood's of their hoodies up. They slowly make their way towards the ring and as Chase gets to the barricade, he climbs up on it and looks around before jumping down and lifting Aeryn over it.
Kyle Steel: Haling from California via way of Crawely, England... Being accompanied by The She-Wolf Aeryn Carter...The Wolf Chase Michaels!
Michaels slides in to the ring under the bottom rope and climbs up to the second turnbuckle before flicking his hood off as he stretches his arms out in a cocky fashion. He climbs down before taking his hoodie off and handing it to Aeryn as he waits for the match to start.
Zach Davis: And there is Chase Michaels, in this match after Jeff Purse and Doc Henry fought to a no contest in their WCF Classic Tournament match last week.
Freddy Whoa: Rather than just give Price a bye in the tournament, Seth decided to put Michaels against him to make it a Pantheon versus Pack match in hopes of killing two birds with one stone.
Zach Davis: I never got that analogy. Why use a stone? Why not just use a gun?
Freddy Whoa: Because the gunshot would scare off the second bird.
Zach Davis: Not if you use a machine gun!
Kyle Steel: And his opponent...
All of the lights in the arena drop as "Explosia" by Gojira 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 pop from the crowd.
Kyle Steel: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, he is the WCF Internet Champion...JAYSON PRICE!
Price pauses at the top of the ramp to let the crowd get themselves a good look before heading down the ramp, grabbing a beer from a fan trying to get a high five. He'll down the beer, toss the empty cup into the crowd and then roll in under the bottom rope. He heads for the corner, climbs up to the second rope and gives the fans the finger before hopping down to the mat. He'll pull off his shirt and throw it to the crowd before warming up for the match in his corner.
Zach Davis: Speaking of Price, you notice he came out without the Internet Title?
Freddy Whoa: Well he did recently say he'd be leaving it at home to collect dust since WCF Management has apparently decided to stop booking him to defend it. Sound strategy if you ask me, those things are heavy and are a bitch to get through airport security.
[DING! DING! DING!]
The bell rings and Chase Michaels isn't fooling around with any ring circling or tie-ups as he goes right after Price before he can even leave his corner. Michaels with lefts and rights, driving Price right back into the corner and forcing him to cover up. Michaels with a knee to the gut, doubling Price over. Chase now pulling Price back upright and he catches him with an uppercut to the jaw. With Price staggering, Chase backs up before charging at him, looking to hit a yakuza kick. Price had it scouted and ducks it, leaving Chase straddling the top rope. Price grabs him by the head and whips him backward, slamming Michaels' head to the mat.
Zach Davis: Good lord what impact!
Freddy Whoa: Michaels was looking to come right out of the gate attacking Price but he was just a bit too eager.
Chase left dazed on the mat and Price uses his boot to roll him under the ropes and to the floor. Price now climbing out to the floor, clubbing Michaels across the back to keep him down. Price pulls up the apron and fishes around before coming out with a kendo stick.
Zach Davis: Looks like it's time for the toys to come out!
Michaels pulls himself using the apron and Price lays into his back with the kendo stick. Price now with repeated shots across the back, brightening Chase's back. Price tosses the kendo stick into the ring, grabs hold of Michaels and spins him around before throwing him into the barricade. As Michaels tries to pull himself up, Price goes back under the apron and comes out with a pair of steel chairs. He lets one lay on the ground and turns around with the other one in his hands. Chase is up and Price swings for the fences with the chair. Chase ducks it and Price gets spun around. Michaels with a dropkick to the back, sending Price into the apron. The chair bounces off the ropes and smacks Price in the face.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! That's one way to swing the momentum.
Chase scoops up the other chair from the ground and drives it into the lower back of Price, right above the kidneys. He does it a second time and then lets Price drop to the ground before slamming the chair across his back. Michaels lays the chair across Price's back and then climbs up onto the apron.
Zach Davis: What's he thinking here?
Chase jumps off of the apron and hits a double foot stomp onto the chair, crushing it into Price's back.
Crowd: DUB SEE EFF! DUB SEE EFF! DUB SEE EFF!
Chase grabs hold of Price by the head and drags him up to his feet before pushing him up against the apron. Michaels lifts Price up onto the apron and rolls him into the ring under the bottom rope before sliding in. Michaels with the pin attempt.
Freddy Whoa: KICKOUT!
Price with the shoulder up at the two count. Michaels back up to his feet and he runs and hits the ropes before coming back and hitting Price with a knee drop to the chest. Price rolling on the mat clutching his ribs and Chase kicks him in the back. Michaels now dropping on top of Price, trying to lock in a grounder crossface chickenwing. Price trying to fight out of the hold before Chase can lock it in but Michaels ends up getting him in a rear naked choke instead.
Zach Davis: Rear naked choke! Is this going to end it?
The referee checks on Price but gets waved off as Price attacks the arms of Chase, trying to get out of the hold. Price now trying to crawl toward the ropes with Chase on his back as the referee waits for any sign he wants to tap out.
Freddy Whoa: Chase has that choke locked in tight and Price looks like he's about to pass out. Are we going to see the upset tonight?
Price reaches out for the ropes and grabs hold of them but the referee can't do anything as it's hardcore rules. Price looking like he's about to tap out when he spots the kendo stick he threw into the ring earlier. He grabs hold of it and he smacks it back into Chase's forehead. A second shot and Michaels lets go and rolls off of Price holding his now busted open forehead. Price rolls out of the ring gasping for air with the stick in hand and lands on the floor. Michaels sits up, blood dripping down his face as he looks around for Price. Michaels now heading for the ropes as Price pulls himself to his feet. Chase starts to go through the ropes and Price cracks him across the skull with the kendo stick. Michaels falls back into the ring and Price slides under the ropes. Price with the pin attempt.
Freddy Whoa: KICKOUT!
Price back up to his feet, pulling Michaels up with him. Price calls for the Pricebuster and pulls Chase in. Price lifts him up but Chase gets free and drops down behind him. Michaels spins Price around and goes for the cutter.
Zach Davis: Chaser!
But Price had the cutter scouted and shoves Chase off of him. Michaels into the ropes and Price catches him on the rebound with a cutter of his own.
Freddy Whoa: Downfall!
Price with the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: KICKOUT!
Price sits up, a bewildered look on his face as he stares at the referee.
Freddy Whoa: How is this match going to end?
Price shakes his head, defiant. He lifts Michaels up once more.
Zach Davis: ANOTHER DOWNFALL!
Price nods, confident this time. He pins Wolf, hooking the leg.
Freddy Whoa: NO! NO! MICHAELS GETS THE FOOT UP ON THE ROPES!
Zach Davis: HE HAS KICKED OUT OF TWO DOWNFALLS!?
Price gets up and he's fucking livid. He looks the referee in the face... and kicks HIM in the gut.
Freddy Whoa: DOWNFALL TO THE REFEREE!
The ref drops and Price is going apeshit. He picks the ref up again and might be going to attack him once more until Price turns to check on Chase.
Zach Davis: BITTER CONCLUSION!
CHASE HITS HIS SPEAR! Chase takes Price down!
The referee is out. Chase takes this opportunity to roll out of the ring and grab a chair.
Freddy Whoa: Ruh roh.
Chase rolls back into the ring and takes aim as Price stumbles up. Chase runs at Price and blasts him across the face.
Zach Davis: BOOM! CHAIR SHOT!
Blood flies from Price's face and into the crowd as the chair connects.
Freddy Whoa: He had sex with Shannan, which means damn... probably some STDs flying into that crowd.
The Lone Wolf stands tall as he throws the chair to the ground. He pins Price, hooking the leg.
Zach Davis: NO! PRICE KICKS OUT!
Master of Puppets hits?
Zach Davis: Zuh?
Seth Lerch comes out, looking somewhat grumpy.
Freddy Whoa: What is Seth doing out here in the middle of the match?
Chase gets up and looks towards the entryway.
Seth Lerch: So I book this hardcore match for you two to decimate each other... and you can't beat one another!?
The crowd buzzes.
Seth Lerch: Downfall after Downfall... referee bump... and a chairshot!? Slam doesn't have all night, guys. I'm officially declaring this match... A DRAW!
The crowd boos! Chase Michaels is especially livid.
Seth Lerch: Which raises the question, of course, of who advances in the WCF Classic Tournament. WCF Universe, who would you like to see advance?
Some yell Chase!, some yell Price!, some inexplicably yell CM PUNK!
Seth Lerch: Well.. how about both of them?
The crowd pops.
Seth Lerch: The way I see it, either you two will face off against Oblivion, a fucking monster, or Roy Speede, the comeback kid. Either way, next week.... we're going to get yet another Hardcore Match, and one for the ages. See you then.
Master of Puppets hits again as Seth walks to the back as medics ignore Jayson Price and check on the members of the audience covered in his STD blood.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Both Chase and Price advance thanks to their brutality and unwillingness to give up.
Live from the Expo Center in Pierre, South Dakota the WCF fans are going crazy over the explosive night that Slam has proven to be. Suddenly:
The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.
As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!
The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage. He crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists.
Kyle Steel: “Introducing, from Richmond, Virginia, Wrestling Championship Federation's own Silver Lining, he is ROY SPEEEEDE!!”
Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm. His palm is facing the crowd. He drops his arm, and begins jogging to ringside, high-fiving fans as he goes, before climbing onto the apron, and then climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. He raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage. He leaps from the turnbuckle into the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Look at Ole Speedle here no yall! This looks like a guy who is ready to whoop some ass!
Zach Davis: Yes indeed but the man whom you say is going to get his ass whooped is a monster not a man at all!
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around a jam packed US Airways Center. 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: Weighing in at 305 pounds, from the deepest, darkest part of a sick man's psyche...... O-O-O-OBLI-I-IVI-I-I-I-O-O-O-O-NN-N-NN-N!!!
The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white 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...
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 US Airways Center 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.
Zach Davis: Look at that cold expression on the God of Insanities face. It doesn’t look like he is playing around.
Freddy Whoa: When is Obi eva’ playin’ round yo? This dawg means business.
The referee can’t even ring the bell before Oblivion runs at Roy Speede to try to clothesline him. Roy rolls underneath Obi, grabbing him by the back side and rolling him up for a pin.
NO!!! Kickout by the Monster Oblivion!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Roy almost had him there.
Zach Davis: Yah, thought he would steal this one from the beginning.
Roy and Oblivion both get up at the same time and Oblivion is madder than Hell. He sees the quick roll up as an insult and start to nail Speede with lefts and rights. Speede gets pushed all the way back into the corner and is still getting hammered. The crowd is mixed with cheers and boos but they are all excited about the match so far. Oblivion steps back over to the opposite turnbuckle, taints Roy who is trying to keep himself up on the corner ropes. Oblivion runs at Speede with his full force and weight and in a split second Roy uses his agility to his advantage, sliding out of the way and BAM!!! Oblivion goes crashing into the turnbuckle. He falls back and is stumbling on his feet. Roy runs at him and hits a clothesline. It doesn’t knock the big man down. Roy runs at him and hits another clothesline which still doesn’t knock Oblivion down. Roy sets it up and runs at Obi full speed, Oh no! As Speede is running at Oblivion, the Monster catches him and hits it!
Zach Davis and Freddy Whoa (At the same time): 5150!!!
Oblivion goes for the pin. The ref doesn’t count it though. Oblivion is arguing with the ref but sure enough to everybody’s surprise, Roy Speede managed to hang his leg on the rope. Oblivion goes nuts. He grabs the ref, cusses him out and then throws him into the opposite side of the ring. Oblivion goes to pick Speede up, slowly he is getting up but then SPEEDE HITS A LOWBLOW ON OBLIVION!!! The ref doesn’t see it because he is recovering from being thrown like a rag doll by the monster. Roy capitalizes, picks Oblivion up and somehow manages to hit a float over DDT, he doesn’t let go though.
Freddy Whoa: What’s this!?!?!
Zach Davis: I don’t know but we are going to find out now!
With his grip still on the God of Insanity, Roy Speede transitions to the other arm to hit yet another float over DDT! He’s not done yet! With the fans cheering him on, he can feel the surge of energy coming on and he floats up again and goes for what looks to be an inverted code breaker but Oblivion somehow shrugs him off. Roy gets up but Oblivion runs at him and hits a devilish clothesline on Speede. Obi drops from the energy it took to pull the move off. Both men are laying in the middle of the ring when the ref starts the count.
Both men still seem lifeless. Neither are moving even an inch.
Roy and Oblivion start to make their way up, slowly, but the ref still counts.
By the time the ref hits nine both men start running towards each other. Oblivion tries to go for a clothesline yet again but Speede reverses to his backside and does it!!!
Zach Davis: That’s a vicious backstabber!!!
Roy is feeling good right about now. Oblivion is tired and you can tell, but he still tries to get back up, but as soon as he gets up Roy kicks him with the bottom of his boot right in the teeth. Obi is down, but to Speedes surprise he still gets back up. As he is getting back up Roy runs at him and hits a shining wizard that you can hear echo throughout the arena. Again though, after a few second Oblivion is trying his damndest to get back up.
Zach Davis: That’s heart!
Freddy Whoa: No that’s Oblivion!
Roy gets a sick look on his face, one that is very remeniscent of a legend he has been prowling around with. Roy Speede bounces off the ropes and hits the RUNNING CONNECTOR!!! Roy goes for the pin right away.
Freddy Whoa: No way!
Th ref rings the bell and raises Roy Speede's arm in victory. This time, man has conquered beast.
Zach Davis: WHAT AN UPSET!
Freddy Whoa: ROY SPEEDE ADVANCES IN THE WCF CLASSIC!
Speede continues celebrating this impressive victory as we go to commercial.
The scene cuts into the roaring Sunday Night Slam arena in South Dakota. Lord Jam willis Hey-Zeus is having a backyard party and you're cordially fuckin' invited.
Zach Davis: Welcome back to Sunday Night Slam! We're coming to you li--
Suddenly, Zac David is cut off as the ominous cowbell of anarchy hits the PA system and the crowd jumps to its feet and begins to chant--
Crowd: BOBBY C! BOBBY C! BOBBY C!
Bobby Cairo don't work for time: Time works for Bobby Cairo. It's always on the clock and ain't no sumbitch commentary gon' cut into that entrance.
"Killing in the Name" by Rage Against the Machine kicks into gear. A spotlight singles out "The Godfather of Professional Wrestling" Bobby Cairo as he makes his way through the crowd. The fans react with a loud cheer and chant even louder--
Crowd: BOBBY C! BOBBY C! BOBBY C!
The "BO-LIEVE IN BOBBY CAIRO!" signs are out in full force as Bobby slaps hands with his supporters, gropes tits and asses, and generally makes a spectacle of himself while navigating his way through the audience. Cairo reaches the fan barrier, hops over it and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He climbs the turnbuckles and salutes the fans, soliciting another loud cheer, before hopping down and readying himself for the match.
Zach Davis: The Godfather is looking good heading into One. Not one blemish on his record since he's returned.
Freddy Whoa: If it's one thing we know, it's Bobby C be smashin' that ass poon daily, nightly, and eva' so rightly.
"Hit me like a Man" by The Pretty Reckless hits the speakers as Chelsea Armstrong was out onto the stage. Standing at the top she glances around while swinging a chain around in her hand as it becomes securely attached around her wrist.
Kyle Steel:"Hailing from Saint Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 157 pounds, she is the Sweet Nightmare, CHELSEA ARRRRMMSSTRRROOONNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!"
Walking down the ramp her eyes cautiously scan the crowd letting them focus over the people in her eye sight before she jumps onto the apron and rolls into the ring. Climbing the turnbuckle she does the same ignoring the reaction she's getting from the crowd before jumping down and focusing herself on her opponent.
Zach Davis: The leader of The Pack looks like she's on her A Game tonight.
Freddy Whoa: She needs to be. A win here against Bobby C would propel The Pack to the forefront kf everyone's mind. The Pack would be leading the pack, nawsayin?
Zach Davis: Looks like she's not alone. Isn't that some of Chase Michaels biker gang in the front row?
The scene cuts to the gang sitting in front row, arms folded, and watching the match intently. Scene cuts back to Bobby and Chelsea in the ring. The referee calls for the bell and the match begins. The lock up in the center of the ring and begin testimg each other. Bobby with a standing headlock, Chelsea reverses and yanks Cairo's arm up and pushes him away. They lock up again, and this time Chelsea get's.the headlock...but Bobby drops her with a back suplex. He covers her for the pin.
Zach Davis: No! Kickout!
Freddy Whoa: Of course it was! He's just messin with her head? did it work?
Bobby smiles as he lifts Chelsea to her feet and irish whips het. he comes bounding back and Bobby attemps a hip toss. She nails his chest with a kick and then drops to the mat and dropkicks his face. Bobby falls over and Chelsea goes for the cover.
Zach Davis: Bobby Cairo gets the shoulder up!
Chelsea lifts Bobby to his feet..but he nails her with a Poon Guinnean uppercut on the way up and lnocks her back. She rests on the ropes and Cairo charges her...and she flips him over with a hip toss!
Freddy Whoa: Chelsea was just playing possum!
Zach Davis: To great effect, I might add.
Bobby is now outside the ring near the biker gang. He has his eyes on Chelsea as pne of the.gang moves closer...but Bobby C catches him in the jumbotron and turns around ready to fight...but the gang member backs away.
Zach Davis: Aw come on! He wasn't doing anything.
Freddy Whoa: Bobby can't take no chances. Now with The Pack sniffing around this match.
Bobby slides back into the ring and locks up with Chelsea again...but this time he tosses her with a judo hiptoss and locks up her noodle in a headlock. The referee moves in close just as Chelsea kicks her foot up on the rope. Bobby releases and picks Chelsea up off the ground and lifts her in a suplex...but she wraps her leg around his and reverses it. she manages to push Cairo away from her and hit him with a shoulder tackle which knocks him into the ropes. After a series of punches and kicks, Chelsea backs away. She irish whips Bobby into the ropes and he comes back with a shoulder tackle of his own and knocks her to the ground. He then drops a methodical elbow on her and covers her for the pin.
Zach Davis: Chelsea gets the shoulder up!
As Bobby is lifting Chelsea up to her feet, she brings her elbow up into his gut and he doubles over. She begins hammering away at his back with double forearms before tossing him into the turnbuckle. She charges at him with a clothesline and hits him. she then starts hitting chop after chop on Bobby's chest, lighting it up like a Christmas Tree. She backs away again and comes in for another clothesline!...but Cairo reverses it! He moves out of the way and hits Chelse with a scoop slam, and then climbs to the top turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: He's going to the top turnbuckle?
Freddy Whoa: But will it #PAYOFF?
Bobby drops off with that sexy Macho Man elbow drop....but Chelsea moves! Bobby C hits the mat in a bionic heap and Chelsea rolls him over for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: No! Godfather got the shoulder up!
Zach Davis: Chelsea seems...wait, who's that up on the ramp?
The scene cuts towards the stage,
Freddy Whoa: Alex Richards...Cormack..,and Chase Michaels! That's The Pack!!!
Zach Davis: What are they doing out here?
Freddy Whoa: That's Chelsea's insurance policy!
The Pack starts moving slowly towards the ring and Chelsea smiles wide. She lifts Bobby C to his feet and begins clubbing the small of his back as The Pack is now situating themselves around the ring. Bobby Cairo now has a problem on his hands. Chelsea keeps the advantage over Bobby, striking hard and fast as he tries to get to his feet. She stands him up and suplexes him. She then locks him in a half nelson while he is lying on the grouns while The Pack cheers her on. Bobby C breaks away from the half nelson and tries to get to his feet, but Chelsea keeps that advantage going. She moves him towards the ropes.
Zach Davis: Richards is up on the apron now! What the hell does he think he's doing? He's going to get Chelsea disqualified!
Freddy Whoa: No! Look at Chase Michaels!
The scene cuts to Chase Michaels using the ropes to choke The Godfather while the referee argues with Alex to get off the apron. Chase lets go and Alex gets off the apron. While the referee is still arguing with Alex outside the ring, Cormack runs by and nails Cairo with a boot to the head. Cairo falls limp off the ropes and Chelsea covers him as the referee whips around.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! The Godfather kicks out!
Zach Davis: The Pack looks upset! They thought they had Cairo there!
Chelsea lifts Cairo up and attempts the Devil's Wing...but Cairo reverses it into an R-CAIRO!...NO! Chelsea reverses that and pushes Godfather away, knocking the referee over, and pushing Cairo towards Alex Richards side of the ring. As Cairo bounds off the ropes, Richards hops on the apron and swings at Cairo....
..but Cairo ducks! He comes back up and hits Alex with an R-Cairo on the ropes, knocking him down to the mat. Cormack goes to check on Alex and help him back up. Cairo turns back around to face Chelsea...and eats a dropkick!
Zach Davis: Cairo is in dire straits! The Pack is working as a well oiled machine here.
Freddy Whoa: He's outnumbered and outgunned.
Cairo falls backwards imto the turnbuckle. Chelsea charges to hit him with a plancha splash...but Cairo hip tosses her over over the rope. She lands on the apron, then lifts her foot up and connects it with a turning Bobby Cairo's noggin. He stumbles away from the ropes as Chelsea climbs to the top turnbuckle...
Zach Davis: What's she doing?
Freddy Whoa: She's going for high impact?
Chelsea leaps with a lariat...
Zach Davis: R-CAIRO!!! R-CAIRO!!!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!! THAT ONE CAME FROM OUTTA SPACE!!!
Cairo quickly hooks her leg for the count as the referee wakes from his nap.
Zach Davis: He did it! Bobby Cairo defeats the leader of The Pa...Wait? Oh come on!
Freddy Whoa: Every member of the Pack just slid into the ring...they're assaulting Bobby Cairo!!!
The Pack gains a quick advantage over Bobby C, knocking him around the ring. Cormack and Alex grab his arms while Chase Michaels leads a vicious assault on him. Chelsea stands to her feet as Chase socks Cairo in the gut, doubling him over to his knees. Chelsea yells something in his face, then slaps The Godfather! Bobby looks up at her, pissed as hell, as the rest of the group continues their assault.
Zach Davis: Someone put a stop to...
Freddy Whoa: Wait...who's that?
The crowd pops as Kaz Mazy leaps over the barricade with two kendo sticks holstered on his back. He climbs onto the apron, then to the top turnbuckle, and unsheathes one of the kendo sticks. He leaps and connects it with Alex Richards back, who stops kicking The Godfather. Kaz swings the Kendo again, connecting it with Cormack's shoulder/neck. Cormack drops down and slides outta the ring and the rest of The Pack follows suit. Kaz attemps to swing at Michaels, but he slides outta the ring too quickly and the kendo bounces off the ropes. The crowd is going nuts by this point. The Pack is slowly backing away from the ring, yelling at The Godfather and The Poondock Saint!
Zach Davis: Kaz Mazy with the save!
Freddy Whoa: He showed up in the nick of time!
Zach Davis: But what IS HE doing out here?
Kaz Mazy asks for a microphone and a ring assistant hands him one. Kaz Mazy puts the mic to his mouth and begins to speak.
Kaz Mazy: OH LORD WILLY IVE BEEN SAVED!!!
The crowd pops for their South Dakota Hero-Deity, Lord Jam Willis Hey-Zeus.
Kaz Mazy: I was never a religious man until I was sitting in the back after my match, smoking some of that Red Headband shit and watchin' reruns of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles when HE spoke to me...that's right, Lord Jam Willis Hay Zeus came to me. He told me that The Pack was planning some sheisty shit and that The Godfather would need ME. ME?! Of all people?! I asked him why and he told me straight up, no triflin, that Poon Guinnea needed anotha Hero! Poon Guinnea needed Kaz Mazy!
"The Godfather" Bobby C asks for The Mic of Thickness and Kaz Mazy abides, handing it over to him in one of the Thickest exchanges of the Century. Everyone in the crowd came simultaneously, witnessing a miracle occur before their very eyes.
Bobby Cairo: If Lord Jam Willis decrees it...then it is so! You're naw lookin' at the two most X-Rated, never faded, Uberthick muddafuks in the arena....naw, scratch that....in the Dub Cee Eff...naw, scratch that even furda...in the whole motha' fukkin world!
The crowd pops for Cairo and Kaz.
Bobby Cairo: Y'all unthick Pack muddafukks wanna attack The Godfather from behind? I, who shot you from my loins in a spray of sticky protien? Y'all wanna attack me?
Kaz asks for The Mic again and The Godfather hands it back PG style, and if they had it in em' the crowd woulda came again.
Kaz Mazy: But that don't sit right with us. Naw! Not even a little. So we ask any of you whelps - we implore you - to cum at us again. Everything you got in those britches of yours, bring it to our front door. The New PG Era has begun. Team Thickness lives! The Poondock Saints are united...and may Lord Hay-Zeus show mercy on ya' souls, cuz we sure as hell ain't gonna!
The Pack becomes enraged. They wanna attack em', but Chelsea stops them from going. Chase Michaels instead sends his biker goons that are sitting in the front row after Bobby C and K Mazy. Bobby whips the other kendo stick out from the sheath on Kaz's back as eleven or some odd biker members flood the ring. The crowd pops as Kaz and Bobby make short work a' those unthick motha' fucks, sending em packin' in just less than a minute. Bodies lay strewn around the ring as the last member tries to high tail it outta the ring. Bobby C presses some buttons on his Bionic Armband and his fist shoots off and knocks the guy right in the back of his skull! He crumples on the ramp and Bobby's fist retracts back into his wrist. Bobby turns to Kaz and the two celebrate Poon Guinnea style right there in the ring. Poonglorious Whiskey glasses appear in their hands FROM OUTTA NOWHERE and Kaz pulls out blunts of that fabled Poondock Kush. They spark up right in the middle of tha arena and the crowd pops again!
Zach Davis: Well...Kaz Mazy may have just made enemies with The Pack, but it seems like he and The Godfather Bobby Cairo are on the same page!
Freddy Whoa: What does this mean for the future? And how will The Pack respond to this?
“300 Violin Orchestra” hits over the PA system.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: That music can mean only one person, ladies and gentlemen…
Jonny Fly steps onto the stage to a deafening roar from the crowd.
Zach Davis: …and there he is!
Freddy Whoa: You know Fly is going to have plenty to say after the events of the past couple weeks.
As his music plays, Fly stands motionless on the stage. He avoids making eye contact with the crowd, instead opting to stare blankly at the empty ring in front of him. He begins a slow, purposeful walk down the ramp, showing no trace of the injuries incurred just a few short weeks ago at the hands of Jeff Purse. At ringside, Fly circles around to the commentators table and takes hold of a microphone. He turns back toward the ring, and uses the ring steps to elevate himself onto the canvas. He turns toward the stage, and wastes little time bringing the microphone to his lips.
Jonny Fly: Steve Orbit…you…of all people…should know better.
Fly pauses. He brings the microphone down to his side momentarily, creating a bit of suspense before continuing.
Jonny Fly: Ignorance is no excuse for you. If at this point in our little rivalry there’s still a question of if I’m going to ‘wake up’ for One, then you’ve already lost. Seriously, for the love_of_god stop talking like Buddy Roman. That cliché machine couldn’t talk himself out of a community college special education class. He shoots as hard as a dollar store water pistol. You’re better than that…or at least you used to be. After listening to you last week, I’m not so sure.
Jonny Fly: People think I’m the one who’s fallen off. Hell, that’s the Vapor Kings battle cry at this point, “Jonny Fly hasn’t been winning every single match, every single week anymore! Let’s take credit for that! Pantheon sucks. Vapor Kings 4 lyfe!” Fuckin’ weak. I listen to you talk, and I’m about 99.999999% sure that you’re the motherfucker who’s struggling. What, I lose a tag-match here and there and now all of a sudden I can’t wrestle? That’s how you feel, Orbit? You want to underestimate Jonny. Motherfucking. Fly?
Fly scoffs and shakes his head, before continuing.
Jonny Fly: Orbit, homie…no. Do I need to put you through one of those tests where we give you a coloring book and see if you can color within the lines? You’ve lost it. You’re a babbling train wreck. You haven’t said anything that’s resonated with me in months. You just repeat the same old tired shit. How wronged you felt by Pantheon, and how confident you are that you’re all of a sudden a better wrestler than me. We get it, you got a little vodka in your vagina and the burning feeling hasn’t yet subsided. You’re butt hurt – blah, blah, blah. I don’t give a fuck.
Jonny Fly: Last year I almost took everything from you. With the entire world behind you, and all the motivation in the world, you STILL couldn’t beat me. You sulked out of the arena telling the world that, yes, Steve Orbit would never be better than Jonny Fly. Now you’re ‘better than ever?’ As much as I’ve fuckin’ hope so, you won one single World Title, had a couple of Hardcore Title defenses against some whoeverthefuck named Grayson Pierce, and managed to go from third runner-up in War to second runner-up. WHAT A YEAR! Motherfucker, I won three god damn World Titles in a single year. You can thumb your chest about your year to some other jobber, you don’t impress me. You’re the one chasing my ghosts, not the other way around. Hell, you’re the one who needs this fuckin’ rematch to begin with. How quickly we forget, right?
Jonny Fly: I could talk for hours about how Pantheon saved you from obscurity after your loss at One last year. I could go on about how I moved aside and let you play World Champion earlier this year. Then I could counterpoint all of your absurd reasons for turning against us. Pantheon helped you rebrand and rebuild after last year, but in quite possibly it’s last act, Pantheon is going to destroy you. I’m going to destroy you. I’m going to defile your entire career, in just one night. You will forever be known as the second best wrestler in the Jonny Fly era, nothing more – nothing_ever_more.
Finally, a smile comes over Fly’s face.
Jonny Fly: It’s sort of comical – this entire thing. On one hand you have Steve Orbit, a man who’s rarely succeeded in winning the big matches. He’s never won War, Ultimate Showdown, despite multiple chances at each. He has a mixed record in World Title matches. On the other hand, you have me, the only man in history to have won War and Ultimate Showdown, and who’s never lost challenging for a World Title. This match seems very cut and dry to me, as it should to all of you. It’s a match involving a man who wins and a man who loses…a winner and a loser…
Jonny Fly: It’s an easy match. I think I will get out of bed for it after all.
Fly winks at the crowd before dropping the microphone. He looks out at the crowd briefly, taking in their applause. He nods his head, and slides under the bottom rope to make his way toward the back.
Freddy Whoa: Things are starting to heat up between Fly and Orbit, that’s for sure.
Zach Davis: Fly meant business tonight. It seems the stuff with Jeff Purse is already in the past. He’s completely focused on Steve Orbit and One.
Freddy Whoa: …and from the sounds of it, he’s ready to go.
The Arena Goes Dark, the entrance and stage area start to flicker with neon blue and white lights as "Cells" by the Sevant begins to slowly play through the PA system. Fog fills the entrance area and Steeltoe Joe comes walking methodically to the beat of the music out of the midst of the fog. The fans are going nuts as Joe pumps his muscles, takes of his sunglasses to look around the arena to the masses of fans cheering and chanting his name. He puts his sun glasses back on and starts to walk down the ramp. He makes his way to the ring steps and walks up them in a slow manner but then explodes through the ropes and climbs the turnbuckle facing the camera. He raises his arms in his presumed victory, points to Heaven and jumps off the turnbuckle.
The lights go back out. They stay off for a few seconds or so before "Change" by Deftones starts playing throughout the arena. A spotlight hits the entranceway and out from the back walks Gravedigger, escorted by Adrian and JJ.
The crowd boos heavily and the trio stops on top of the ramp as Gravedigger looks around smiling. They then walk down the ramp and over to the ring steps. Adrian walks over to the side of the ring, reaches up and pulls himself up onto the apron with one of the ropes and then climbs into the ring. Gravedigger climbs the steps first and turns to JJ, pulling up the middle rope and stepping down on the bottom one, as she steps through the gap into the ring.
Gravedigger steps through the top and middle rope and walks over to one of the turnbuckles and stands on the middle pad and smirks out at the crowd as they rain boos down upon him.
Zach Davis: This is going to be an interesting duo, the team of Steeltoe Joe and Gravedigger. They’ve been attacking each other over and over the last few weeks and now they’re being pitted up against one of the biggest forces in WCF today: The Vapor Kings.
As if on cue the opening sample of "So Whatcha Want" by Beastie Boys fills the arena as the lights dim. When the song kicks in, strobe lights flash throughout the arena and a spotlight hits the entrance. Buddy Roman takes the stage, followed by Natural ICE Beckman and Zombie McMorris. Buddy stands before them with a proud smile. The two men taunt the crowd for a few moments until a series of pyros explode and they are led to the ring by Buddy.
Gravedigger and Joe both stand outside the ring on opposite sides as Zombie McMorris and ICE Beckman enter the ring. The lights finally come back up as Buddy exits the ring, ramp side. Gravedigger and Joe are both still on the outside, now staring at each other across the ring. STJ finally slides in as does Gravedigger. The two Vapor Kings stand beside each other observing, talking to each other. STJ and Gravedigger appear to be paying more attention to each other than their opponents.
The referee steps in between the two, sensing that they’re about to go after each other and tells one of them to get out onto the apron. Beckman claps ZMac on the shoulder and then climbs out onto the apron in their corner. ZMac smirks as Gravedigger and Joe are a couple of feet away from each other, arguing about who will go out. The referee finally turns to Gravedigger and settles the issue, telling him to go out. Gravedigger climbs out onto the apron reluctantly. Joe turns to ZMac. The two size each other up and start circling the ring. Joe suddenly feels a slap on his back and turns, realizing that he circled in front of GD who gets a legal tag.
Freddy Whoa: Oh come on! Why does Digger have to be a bustah? That’s messed up.
Zach Davis: Well it IS a legal tag.
Joe isn’t happy about it but starts getting out as Gravedigger gets in, only to end up back out of the ring as ZMac catches him off guard with a big boot, sending him through the top and middle ropes to the outside. Joe laughs obnoxiously at Gravedigger but receives a big boot of his own from ZMac, sending him to the outside as well.
Digger is back up and slides into the ring. He lunges at ZMac who ducks and nails him with a right, and then another, followed by a third, rocking the WCF legend. ZMac whips Digger across the ring, who reverses it and goes for a big boot of his own. ZMac ducks it, bounces off the ropes and catches Gravedigger with a clothesline. Digger hops back up only to be put down by a second clothesline and finally a scoop slam. ZMac finishes up with an elbow drop before stepping over and tagging in ICE Beckman.
Zach Davis: Whoever thought we’d see World Champion ICE Beckman in the ring with Gravedigger?
Gravedigger is back up and Beckman starts off his time in the ring with a great looking dropkick, dropping Digger to the mat. Gravedigger is back up and whips Gravedigger across the ring and knocks him down with a shoulder block. A snap suplex puts Gravedigger down once more, but Digger rolls away before Beckman can get to him and wisely tags STJ back into the match.
Freddy Whoa: Gravedigger looking a little rusty out here if you ask me. He was caught off guard and wasn’t able to recover, smart move tagging in STJ.
STJ steps over the ropes and into the ring. ICE Beckman takes advantage by tagging him in the side of the head with a couple of punches. STJ shrugs them off and delivers a couple of his own, rocking the champ. He pushes him against the nearby ropes and sends him across the ring with an irish whip. Beckman bounces back off and rocks STJ with a big forearm. Beckman runs and bounces off the ropes and delivers a second one. STJ is reeling as Beckman bounces off the ropes a third time. STJ is waiting and goes for a clothesline which Beckman wisely ducks, bounces off the ropes and puts The People’s Pastor down with a spear.
Beckman hits STJ’s skull with a falling headbutt and goes old school by dropping a fist from the middle rope. Beckman is further punishing STJ with a german suplex. He gets the big man up off the mat and leads him over to the turnbuckle. Beckman tags in ZMac who props his foot up on the turnbuckle. Beckman rams STJ’s head into ZMac’s boot. The two Vapor Kings trade places and ZMac starts delivering stiff kicks to the big man. Kick after kick to the midsection and STJ goes from standing to kneeling. ZMac delivers one more stiff kick, putting STJ down on all fours.
ZMac takes a couple of steps back and sends Joe an invite to the BOOT PARTY, but Joe rolls out of the way and into the nearby corner. Unfortunately, it’s not his corner with Gravedigger.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger’s reaching out for a tag despite his mysterious hatred for Joe.
Freddy Whoa: I think Gravedigger just hates losing more to be honest, Zach.
Joe moves to go for the tag, but ZMac steps in between the two men, putting Joe down with a big superkick. ZMac goes for the tried and true sleeper hold on Joe, trying to wear him down. Joe tries to fight it, but ZMac’s large frame puts added pressure on the move, causing Joe to fade. The referee notices Joe going limp and he grabs his arm, holding it up. Joe’s arm drops once. It drops a second time and the crowd starts rallying behind the People Champion with a chant.
Crowd: JOE! JOE! JOE! JOE!
The arm is lifted up a third time and stops halfway and it starts shaking. Steeltoe Joe is reborn into this match as he comes back to life. ZMac looks around with a look of confusion on his face. Joe is up to one knee. He spins the two of them to the nearby corner and smashes his own body into ZMac’s, sandwiching him into the turnbuckle. ZMac finally lets go. He grabs for STJ’s head, going for a bulldog, but Joe shoves him off. ZMac turns around and both men hook each other for a double clothesline. Joe starts crawling for the corner with Gravedigger in it. ZMac is going for Natty Ice. The crowd is cheering on Joe.
Gravedigger suddenly looks off to the side as Buddy Roman is trying to approach his girl JJ. Digger hops off the apron, leaving Joe alone. ZMac tags in Natty Ice who climbs into the ring and starts stomping away at STJ. The crowd boos. Buddy Roman backs off with a smirk and Digger realizes what happened and is pissed. He climbs back into his corner. Beckman grabs one of STJ’s legs and puts him in a single boston crab. Joe won’t give up though and eventually pulls the two men over to the nearby ropes, causing the referee to make Beckman break the hold. Beckman doesn’t let up though as he stomps away at STJ’s legs, trying to keep the big man down. He finally grabs Joe’s leg and slams his knee down on the mat.
Beckman lets Joe get up on his feet and whips him across the ring. He catches Joe and puts him down onto the mat with a t-bone suplex. He pounds away some more at Joe’s legs and drops one knee after the other onto the leg. Joe is yelling out in pain and Digger is watching, a partial smirk going across his face.
Beckman grabs Joe’s legs and applies a sharpshooter. Joe tries to pull Natty across the ring with him, but ZMac quickly climbs into the ring and drops a big elbow on the back of Joe. Gravedigger makes no move to help him and the referee gets ZMac back. Joe struggles but eventually starts pulling the two over, Digger still holding his arm out for a tag.
Just when STJ is close enough for the tag and swings for it, Gravedigger pulls his hand back quickly and hops off the apron. The crowd boos loudly as Gravedigger grins at STJ.
Zach Davis: Oh come on!! Gravedigger get back on the apron and tag Joe!
Gravedigger waves his arms at Joe and starts walking around ringside with Adrian and JJ as if he’s leaving.
Freddy Whoa: Oh wow!! Gravedigger is completely leaving!
ZMac is laughing. Beckman breaks the hold and starts stomping away at STJ. Gravedigger walks past the commentary table and stops, the TV crown catching his eye.
Freddy Whoa: What is this?! The TV title on the line has caught Digger’s eye!
Gravedigger turns and quickly slides into the ring. ZMac yells at Beckman to turn around, but he doesn’t do so quick enough and Gravedigger flips him over backwards with a huge Grave Marker.
Zach Davis: GRAVE MARKER!!
ZMac quickly climbs into the ring and swings at Gravedigger who ducks and catches him with a Respecto. The referee is on Gravedigger pushing him back to the corner as the two Vapor Kings lie on the mat dazed. Gravedigger receives a bit of a pop in the first time in years as he saves Joe. Joe starts slowly crawling over. ZMac rolls back under the bottom rope and slowly gets back up on the apron. Beckman is sitting up and shaking the cobwebs out from that clothesline. He sees STJ crawling to his corner and quickly gets up. He hurries over, but STJ dives and tags in Gravedigger.
Digger climbs into the ring and starts hitting Beckman with rights. Digger backs him up into the ropes and sends him across. As he comes back, Digger catches him and puts him down with a belly-to-belly suplex. ZMac is in the ring and receives a kick to the gut followed by a powerbomb, sending him back outside again. The world champion is back up and gets snap suplexed by Gravedigger. Gravedigger is on him and starts nailing him with rights. Buddy Roman is yelling at the referee to check Gravedigger’s fist.
Zach Davis: Gravedigger reentered this match on fire!
Gravedigger grabs up the world champion and powerslams him to the mat, going for the first pin of this match.
1…kick out! Nowhere near enough to put down the world champion.
Gravedigger doesn’t let it phase him as he scoop slams Beckman. Digger bounces off the nearby ropes and lands a huge splash on the champion. Digger quickly scales the nearby turnbuckles and leaps off for a Death From Above frog splash and nails it! He quickly covers Beckman.
1…2…kick out by the world champ. Gravedigger picks up Beckman and puts him on the mat again with a neckbreaker and Joe is asking for the tag. Digger tags him in and STJ spears him to the mat as he gets back up. STJ picks up the champ and puts him back down with a big belly to belly suplex. He’s stomping away at the champion.
Buddy Roman does not look happy on the outside and starts to climb up on the apron, causing the referee’s attention to be diverted. ZMac takes the opportunity and climbs into the ring. He ducks a clothesline attempt by Gravedigger and catches Joe by surprise with a World Tour ’69!
ZMac rolls out of the ring and goes back to his corner as Digger goes back to his own. Beckman slowly makes his way to the corner and tags ZMac back into the match. Zmac goes over and grabs Joe, but Joe surprises him with a small package.
ZMac is not happy at the surprise small package and starts stomping away at Joe. Joe still manages to make it to his feet. ZMac delivers a stiff kick to Joe, but Joe catches his leg, pulls him in and clotheslines Zombie McMorris. ZMac is back up and clotheslined again. Joe scoop slams ZMac when he gets up again and drops a leg across the chest of ZMac, taking some of the wind out of him. ZMac is powerbombed to the mat by Joe. Joe signals for the Strongholds. He impresses the crowd with the show of strength and drops him for the suplex.
The crowd pops as Joe roars out, signaling for the Baptism. The referee has an eye on Beckman, telling him not to get in the ring. ZMac slowly gets up and Joe grabs him. He spins him around for the Rock Bottom Baptism, but Zmac elbows him in the side of the head, staggering Joe. ZMac runs back into the ropes, but is tripped up by Adrian on the outside. Gravedigger and Adrian laugh and the referee threatens to send Adrian to the back. ZMac slides out of the ring and starts brawling with Adrian. Gravedigger runs over and starts attacking ZMac, making Adrian back off. ZMac is rolled into the ring by Gravedigger. ZMac gets up and is caught by Joe for a ring-shaking Baptism!!
Joe goes for the pin.
1…2…Beckman breaks up the hold!
ZMac is back up and is speared by Joe, who goes for a second pin as Beckman is climbing out onto the apron.
1….2….GRAVEDIGGER breaks up the hold!
Zach Davis: What the hell is this?!
Freddy Whoa: Digger didn’t want STJ getting the TV crown is what that is!
STJ hops up and is in Gravedigger’s face. Both men are arguing over pinning ZMac. Beckman is back in the ring and ZMac is up. Both men grab STJ and Digger, kick them in the gut and hit a pair of spike DDTs.
Freddy Whoa: The Hangover DDT!! World Tour ’69!!
ZMac stomps away at Digger and shoves him out of the ring with his foot. Beckman goes back to his corner and ZMac quickly covers the downed STJ.
ZMac starts pounding away at the cranium of STJ, which is still hurting from the DDT he got. Gravedigger is slowly climbing back onto the apron. ZMac turns to Beckman who nods. ZMac rolls STJ over to his own corner.
Freddy Whoa: What is he doing?!
Zach Davis: Isn’t it obvious? He wants him to tag in Gravedigger. ZMac wants Gravedigger again.
STJ reaches up and tags Gravedigger who climbs into the ring. ZMac grabs him and whips him across the ring. He floors Digger with a big boot. Follows it up with a scoop slam and finally drops him again with a neckbreaker. ZMac bounces up with a second wind and starts talking trash to Gravedigger. He stomps on Digger’s hands as he tries to get up, taunting him the whole time. He lets Digger start to get up again and sends him an invite to the BOOT PARTY! Gravedigger is laid out. ZMac goes for the pin.
Zmac doesn’t let up as he stomps away viciously at Gravedigger. He grabs him and hits a Curb Stomp on Digger but doesn’t pin him. He instead tags Beckman back in. The two men put Digger back down with a double suplex. Beckman lets Gravedigger get up and kicks him in the gut. He grabs him and hits him with the Beer Bong. Gravedigger is barely moving. Beckman covers him.
STJ hops off the apron, not even going for the save. Beckman and ZMac look confused nad right before the referee can slap the mat a third time, Beckman pulls Digger up. Beckman gestures for ZMac to climb in. Zmac climbs in and the two Vapor Kings plant Digger with their Conquer the Hate combo move. Beckman covers Gravedigger again as Joe backs up the ramp, watching the end of the match.
Zach Davis: Wow!!! Joe just completely abandoned Digger there.
Freddy Whoa: Can you blame him?! They were getting pummeled by the Vapor Kings due to their inability to work together! Vapor Kings are a cohesive force!
"So Whatcha Want" by Beastie Boys plays on the speakers as the referee lifts the arms of Beckman and Zombie McMorris.
Zach Davis: Bigger news. Current WCF Champion, first time reign.. ICE Beckman.. just pinned Hall of Famer and legendary icon, Gravedigger.
Freddy Whoa: ICE Beckman has added one more accomplishment to his long list of accomplishments, Zach. The Vapor Kings once again reign supreme.
Out from the back walks 5 members of MS-13. Joe is still walking up the ramp backwards but turns around when he sees ZMac and Beckman looking past him with smirks. The gang members swarm STJ and start raining punches down on him. STJ is slugging it out with them and holds his own for a few seconds before the numbers advantage of MS-13 catches up to him. The members take turns hitting him with hard rights and lefts as he staggers back down the ramp.
The Vapor Kings wait until MS-13 and Joe are clear of the ramp before they walk up the ramp talking trash and holding their belts up high in victory. The crowd for the most part is more concerned with Steeltoe Joe. JJ is in the ring checking on Gravedigger. Adrian yells for the men to bring STJ to him in front of the Spanish announce table. Joe is barely fighting back at this point.
Adrian grabs STJ and looks up in the ring at Gravedigger who is sitting up. Digger draws an invisible line across his neck and Adrian grins. Adrian turns and hits STJ with a huge knee to the midsection doubling him over. Adrian lifts up Joe with a loud bellow and drops him through the Spanish announce table with a huge powerbomb.
The crowd boos loudly.
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! He just put Joe through that table!
Gravedigger rolls out of the ring and points at a chair. One of the MS-13 members grabs the chair, folds it up and hands it to Gravedigger. Digger gestures to have Joe pulled up. Joe is dazed and barely standing and Gravedigger nails him in the head with the chair. He slams it down on him again when the crowd goes nuts.
Out from the back runs Eric Price, Deuce Murdock, and Deuce’s security team. The security team starts brawling with MS-13 and pushes everyone back while Eric and Deuce check on Joe. Gravedigger keeps yelling “THIS AIN’T OVER JOE!” over and over. He cackles loudly as he heads back up the ramp with the rest of MS-13.