Freddy Whoa: Welcome, everybody, to the Olympisky Arena in the heart of Moscow, Russia for another edition of WCF Slam! It’s going to be one hell of a show!
Zach Davis: That’s right, Freddy, but first let me -
The lights in the arena drop before the opening chords of Angelo Badalamenti’s “The Pink Room” hit in the darkness. A deafening roar follows as the WCF World Champion parts the smoke just beyond the curtain. Dune strides down the ramp with his World Title strewn over his shoulder. His eyes remain focused on the ring despite the elated fans that reach out to touch him as he passes. He slides in, shooting to his feet as he raises the Title for all to see. After a massive pop, he calls for a mic, and when he’s thrown one he speaks into it.
Dune: How many of you watched the pay-per-view last week?
The place goes wild.
Dune: So you all saw me take care of business against Deuce Murdock, then.
The crowd begins to cheer once more but Dune talks over them, and they grow quiet to listen.
Dune: You saw me go out and best one of the baddest motherfuckers on the planet. You saw me defend my Title in my first test as the Champ, but you weren’t surprised, were you? No...because by now you all know what I do when it counts - I burn the fucking house down.
More cheers before Dune cuts them off again.
Dune: I’m undefeated in pay-per-view matches since my arrival in late December, and I’ve taken out nothing but straight-up badasses each time. After Blast that streak is very much alive...and it’s going to remain intact a few weeks from now when I walk away from Ultimate Showdown as the last man standing and WCF World Champion.
Another huge pop. This time Dune nods, soaking it in for a moment before cutting the crowd off.
Dune: I relish the opportunity to face the best the WCF has to offer. It’s the ultimate test of a Champion, and I’m going to -
Before Dune can finish his sentence, "2nd Sucks" by A Day To Remember blasts over the P.A. to a loud crowd pop and Kaz Mazy walks out onto the stage, flanked closely by his security force TMNT SECURITY. They walk down the ramp and climb into the ring. Kaz calls for a microphone and is handed one by the ring tech. His music cuts out and he prepares to speak.
Kaz Mazy: Dune, Dune, Dune...congratulations on your first defence against Deuce Murdock.
Crowd pops for Dune.
Kaz Mazy: Seriously, I mean it. That was the ultimate test for a World Champion of your caliber. You defeated the biggest piece of shit this federation had to offer up as a World Championship contender.
Crowd boos Kaz's comments toward the fan favorite Gonzo. Calzone and Marshall both laugh as Kaz continues.
Kaz Mazy: You were right when you said you were about to face THE BEST the WCF has to offer...because when you step into the ring with me at The Ultimate Showdown, I'm going to show you why i'm THE BEST when I rip that World Championship off your waist and beat you within an inch of your life with it.
The crowd is starting to heat up.
Kaz Mazy: I did the unthinkable when I won this US Championship for a second time, and I've taken this belt to heights it hasn't seen in an age. I'm going to do the same when I win the World Championship at Showdown in a month. And Who knows...maybe you'll at least walk out with the Internet Championship, Dune.
Kaz smiles while Calzone and Marshall both laugh heartily behind him.
Kaz Mazy: Without me, The Ultimate Showdown would be a laughable event. "The Godson of Professional Wrestling" is going to take this match, and this federation, to places it's never seen. I'm going to carry this company on my THICK, and there aint a single man, woman, dwarf, cyborg, or werewolf that can stop -
Now it's Kaz's turn to be interrupted as "Lost Boys" by Death Grips hits the P.A. Howard walks out from behind the curtain, TV Title belt draped over his shoulder and microphone in one hand. His music doesn't last long as he starts talking as he walks down the ramp.
Howard Black: Gentlemen. Gentlemen. Hold up. I think we're forgetting something important. First, I think it deserves that be said that thanks to us, Ultimate Showdown's main event isn't featuring a single member of the DRG.
It's an odd crowd reaction, half booing and half cheering. Howard smirks, lowering the microphone for a moment to take in the crowd, before he continues to the stairs and raises the microphone back up.
Howard Black: Now, I have a lot of respect for you, Kaz. And last week, we both toppled DRG champions for their belts. BUt unlike you, Kaz, there's still whispers going around that I'm the odd man out in this match. Despite the fact that I am still unpinned and unsubmitted, despite the fact that last week at Blast I made Thomas Uriel Bates tap out.... I'm the weak link.
The crowd boos at this line as Howard lowers the mic briefly.
Howard Black: So I hate to inform you, Kaz, that you won't be walking out of Ultimate Showdown the World Champion because I won't allow that. Because if I walk out with anything less than even second place, I will still be doubted. Bet against. Questioned. So I hate to burst your bubble, but at Ultimate Showdown it's going to be Dune vs. Hollywood Black for the World Title. And when the bell rings, you'll see that it is-
Suddenly, the lights in the Olympisky area cut out as the auditorium is plunged into darkness. Within a heartbeat, TMNT has instinctively surrounded Kaz, while Black and Dune have taken up defensive positions on either side of the ring.
Zach Davis: Now, what the hell is this?
Gravedigger: DRG attack, gotta be...it's a retaliation for Howard's dumbass comments.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Look Up!
“Ready Or Not, Here I Come, You Can't Hide”
The crowd erupts with a GAWD ALMIGHTY pop! Through the shadows, and a strobe effect of igniting flashbulbs, we can see Kaz's confused face, his eyes narrow, scouring through the confusion and the crowds...Kaz doesn't know if he should cheer along with the masses, or raise a steel chair to defend himself, what in the hell is going on?
“Gonna Find You and Take it Slowly”
Zach Davis: No way! NO WAY!
Gravedigger: The Thickness have reformed? But that would mean?
Freddy Whoa: Whoa, look up!
We see a single humanoid shape, moving amongst the rafters. The shape hooks himself onto a ZIPLINE and cannons down into the ring!
Zach Davis: Good God! It's can't be! IT CAN'T BE!
Gravedigger: …..It isn't. Oh Joy.
The shape approaches, we see that it's SCARECROW! He unhooks himself from the zip line and graciously lands in the centre of the ring, doing one of those three point, “Michael Bay Bad Boys” look up with the camera manoeuvres. Crow smiles at the cheering crowd as he removes a microphone from his old military green jacket and address the masses...
Scarecrow: Privet , Moskva ! Kaz Mazy ne mogu ponyat' eto, potomu chto on ne tak kommunistom, kak Badass menya . Krome togo, Kaz massivnyy instrument dlya privlecheniya bezopasnosti TMNT . V otlichiye ot yego tolshchinoy ; chto ochen' , ochen' malo! Krome togo, Petrov pravila!
Crowd: SCARE-CROW...BAD-ASS! SCARE-CROW...BAD-ASS! SCARE-CROW...BAD-ASS!
A Seri translation (sponsored by iDroid) appears on th giant jumbotron for the millions across the world. “Greetings, Moscow! Kaz Mazy can't understand this, because he is not true communist, like badass me. Also, Kaz is massive tool for bringing TMNT security. Unlike his thick; which is very, very small! Also, Petrov rules!”
Zach Davis: Did Scarecrow just address the crowd in Russian?
Gravedigger: Yes, because we're IN Russia!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Scarecrow: Kaz, I see you've managed to once again omit certain, important sections of history. May I remind you that--
Kaz explodes with a Mount Vesuvius level of rage.
Kaz Mazy: The fuck are you doing?! Do you know who that music represents? Do you have any fucking idea what you've just done? Who you've just disrespected?
Scarecrow steps forward. TMNT from a wall as Crow calmly places the microphone to his lips. The, EXPLODES!
Scarecrow: Disrespect? DISRESPECT?!! You just don't get it, do you? This isn't about disrespect, this is about HONOUR! That entrance, the music. I'm trying to honour a lost legend, and remind you of what you're on the verge of losing with this TNMT shit. Everything the Poondocks built up rests on your shoulders now...Godson. Don't blow it by being the guy with the bodyguards, the guy that scurries away and hides behind his goon squad. Don't be that guy. Don't erode everything away that you and Odin and--
Kaz: Don't you say his name! NEVER SAY HIS NAME!
Scarecrow: Fine, for you...this once. But on On July 26th? No more favours. On July 26th?, No more games. On July 26th? We face off again, Kaz...for the biggest, most prestigious prize this industry has. See...I've got a wrong to right with you, Mazy. At One, you came out on top, then this year on Slam...we fought to an hour long standstill. At Ultimate Showdown? I will not settle for being your equal. I will not concede to being your mirror image. On July 26th, Kaz Mazy...I WILL SURPASS YOU! In form and diction, in speed and power, in viciousness and determination I will hold you accountable for your lack of focus. Your lack of ambition. I will BREAK YOU DOWN! And once I'm done with you, once I've rag-dolled your ass across the ring, Mazy, and left you as a broken, midcard joke. Then I'll simply step over your body and move on, because I didn't come here to save you Kaz, or win your match for you...again. I came here...
Crow points at Dune and the World Heavyweight title.
Scarecrow: For that!
Huge pop from the crowd. Dune responds by raising the belt high above him.
Dune: Good men have tried before, Crow. Good men have tried, and failed. Remember, there's always room on the list for one more name.
Scarecrow: See Dune, that's where your wrong. I'm not a good man, I'm the bastard that's shining a torch down on your career. I'm the madman that can see the fractures, Dune, the imperfections. I know how to beat you. And on July 26th? That's exactly what I'm gonna do.
Dune: You've got a thousand moves Crow, but each one of them will always end the same way, with me and this belt. As one. Again.
Scarecrow: That belt is coming with me, Dune. Whether you like it, or not.
Howard black steps in between Dune and Crow.
Howard Black: I got something to say about that, Crow.
Scarecrow: Oh yeah, well you better say it quick, cuz' your time is SHORT.
Howard is about to retort when—
Kaz's music hits the P.A. again. Everyone looks around confused for a minute, but Kaz laughs with TMNT as the music fades out. He lifts his microphone up to his lips and begins to speak.
Kaz Mazy: This is generally where another one of you clowns - another of our decorated WCF champions - would make your way out to the ring, say your piece, and await getting your shit pushed in by me at The Ultimate Showdown...but nobody else remains, other than Alex Richards of course whose probably still trying to waddle out here from his locker room, and Torture who shows up whenever he feels like it because he's "just too cool" in his Benihana shirts to be seen with us.
Kaz lets the boos from the crowd reign before continuing.
Kaz Mazy: Fortunately, that's where I come in. You see those two belts resting on the shoulders of MY friends, Diablo Calzone and Colin Marshall?
TMNT adjusts the belts on their shoulders, lookin SMUG AF.
Kaz Mazy: You see this belt on my shoulder? They are mine, and every title that accompanies it is mine. United States/Poon Guinean Champion? The sole remaining Bobby Cairo Tag Team Champion? They're mine. I won them on MY OWN. No outside interference like a TRUE IMPERIUM WARRIOR!
More boos from the Moscow crowd.
Kaz Mazy: I don't know what you're talking about when you say I'm "losing my shit" Scarecrow. You're the one comin' out here speaking Russian when you're really a pasty faced crackuh who wishes he was Asian. Besides it looks to me like I'm THE MOST DECORATED MAN IN THIS RING!!!
Kaz turns away from Scarecrow.
Kaz Mazy: And as most men like me - men who have achieved great success - are prone to do...I want more.
Kaz turns toward Dune.
Kaz Mazy: I want that WHIRLEDS HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP...and I'll do absolutely anything in my power to take it.
Calzone and Marshall step up right behind Kaz with their heads held up high, ready to brawl. The crowd is starting to get intense; they want to see a fight!
I'm Not Like Everybody Else by The Kinks plays and the crowd gives a massive cheer for the Archduke of Mass Confusion as he steps through the curtain drinking a boot full of Zim-Quila on his way to the ring before tossing it aside and entering the ring holding up his brand new redesigned Internet Championship in the air.
Alex Richards: I see all of you guys out here talking about how you're gonna be the next world champion. How you are the greatest. So I got bored listening to all of you so I figured some of these great fans probably were as well. So I came out here to show off my new title belt for the fans!
Alex holds up his Internet Championship and texts something from the iPhone in the middle of it to a nice cheer from the crowd.
Alex Richards: As far as I'm concerned even without the world title I'm already the greatest champion because c'mon Internet... world.. the Internet is worldwide! I might as well drop out of this match because as far as I'm concerned I'm already world champion..
Alex looks around at the other men in the ring.
Alex Richards: Of course I won't because I have to prove my words to all of you. To be honest that's the fun part but...
Richards is cut of mid-sentence as an image pops up on the jumbotron. It’s a shot of Seth Lerch's office, and we see Jonny Fly...uh...flying a remote control helicopter around while Seth watches.
Seth Lerch: This makes me so happy.
Jonny Fly: Right? It's like a vagina that flies.
Seth's eyes are darting around the office, following the helicopter as it moves around.
Seth Lerch: I'm so enthralled.
Jonny Fly: Hey, shouldn't you be running the show?
Seth Lerch: I'm busy. Shouldn't you be paying attention? Something that may concern you could be going on.
Jonny Fly: I'm busy too. This helicopter isn't going to fly itself.
Seth Lerch: Well, I mean, you could just let me fly...
Jonny Fly: NO.
Seth sighs dejectedly. The scene cuts away.
The tension in the arena can be cut with a knife as the Champions turn back to face one another in the ring. Scarecrow stares at Dune, his back facing TMNT, and with the subtlest of nods from Kaz, Calzone and Marshall jump on Scarecrow in an attempt to bring the big man down. The crowd goes wild as Howard goes after Kaz in the corner.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! TMNT all over Scarecrow as Kaz and Howard trade blows!
Zach Davis: Crow throws Marshall off! He’s got Calzone!
Gravedigger: Murder of Crows!
Freddy Whoa: No! Dune boots Calzone in the gut, and...oh no...don’t even tell me…
Dune steps over the top of Calzone’s head and lifts him up into the crucifix position, slamming his head down onto the mat.
Freddy Whoa: Sandstorm on Calzone!
Dune shoots to his feet just in time to catch the charging Marshall’s head under his arm before he lifts him high into the air.
Freddy Whoa: Hourglass on Marshall! MUH GAWD!
Zach: Howard and Kaz still going at it in the corner as Dune and Crow begin to stare each other down.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Gravedigger: Richards with the MASSIVE double clothesline to Howard and Kaz!
The three men go flying over the top rope and land hard on the mats below. The dazed and confused TMNT wisely roll out of the ring to assist their fallen leader while Howard and Richards slide back in the ring to help their respective partners. Meanwhile Dune and Scarecrow circle each other, and just as Howard comes to Dune’s aid and Richards comes to Crow’s, the crowd begins to boo.
Freddy Whoa: Uh-oh...boss man’s in town.
The booing intensifies as everyone catches sight of Seth Lerch, who is accompanied by three security personnel. He stands at the top of the ramp and glares down at the ring.
Seth Lerch: What the fuck is going on out here?! I’m the owner of this company...I run this shit...and I’m putting an end to it right the fuck now!
On cue, the three security guards charge the ring. The first to slide in takes a massive boot to the face from Dune. The second is able to shoot to his feet, but another boot keels him over as soon as he stands.
Zach Davis: Sandstorm!!
Gravedigger: And right on top of dummy #1! Holy shit, they’re both out cold!
The third enters the ring to suffer the same fate, and the crowd goes wild as Dune Sandstorms his third victim of the evening before the first bell has even rung. A heap of human wreckage sits in the center of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: My...god…
Gravedigger: It’s beautiful…
Crow and Richards stand on one side while Dune and Howard Black stand on another. After a tense moment, the two members of Pantheon back away and exit the ring, never taking their eyes off the two Sentinels.
Fredd Whoa: Team Pantheon make their way up the ramp behind Kaz and TMNT.
Zach Davis: At a good safe distance, no less.
Gravedigger: Can Ultimate Showdown just happen tonight already?
Zach Davis: For once I’m with him...I can’t wait any longer!
Freddy Whoa: You’re going to have to, but it won’t be much longer until...wait a minute….we may not be done here…
Howard and Dune turn on one another, and the crowd goes silent as the two tense up and close the gap. A smile comes over Howard’s face though, and he puts his hand out for Dune to shake. He does, and the crowd cheers in relief. Howard steps out of the ring as Dune stands in the center. He shoots his arm up, holding the World Title high for all to see. The crowd pops one final time before he exits the ring, and he and Howard Black make their way up the ramp together before disappearing behind the curtain.
We cut to ringside where Biohazard and Tyler Walker are already in the ring, dancing as "Gonna Make You Sweat" by the C&C Music Factory plays on a loop. Meanwhile junior referee Spanky O'Shaughnessy busily sweeps a bunch of confetti out of the way.
Zach Davis: Thanks for joining us, folks. It's a shame you missed BioWalker's entrance this week; it was utterly astounding.
Freddy Whoa: All I can say is "whoa". But, like, "WHOA!" You know?
Gravedigger: That was the greatest thing I've ever seen. But there was so much frontal nudity, I doubt the FCC is even going to let us air that on the WCF Network.
Zach Davis: Anyone else think the giant eagle was a little over the top, though?
Freddy Whoa: Nope.
Gravedigger: If anything, the tigers were over the top.
Freddy Whoa: I feel terrible about Greg getting mauled, though.
Gravedigger: Hold on, the stagehands have names?
The lights flicker to black and the opening chords of Angelo Badalamenti's "The Pink Room" hit in the darkness. Smoke pours out in front of the lights that strobe in blue, white, and gray just beyond the entryway.
Kyle Steel: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of four hundred ninety-eight pounds; introducing first, the WCF Television Champion... HOWARD BLACK!
The words "IT'S SUCH A LONG WAY DOWN" flash over the screen as they emanate from the speakers. The strobing lights all change to a solid red, and a golden spotlight scans through the crowd, coming to a stop on Howard Black as he makes his way from the back, the hood of his sweatshirt pulled over his head, and the Television Championship slung over his shoulder.
Kyle Steel: And his partner, the WCF World Champion... DUUUUNE!
A second golden spotlight scans the crowd, reaches the top of the ramp, and illuminates Dune as he takes center stage; corresponding title belt strapped around his waist.
Kyle Steel: Together they are... THE SENTINEEEELLLS!!!
As the two men begin to head down the ramp, the two golden spotlights resume their scan of the crowd. Dune slowly bears down on the ring, moving unhurriedly, while Howard slaps a few hands here and there. At the bottom of the ramp both men slide into the ring and are quick to their feet, and Howard unzips his sweatshirt, then tosses it aside. Black lifts the crucifix from his neck and gives it a kiss for good luck before walking to a turnbuckle and pulling himself up. Upon his ascent, he spreads his arms before the crowd in a pose, while Dune takes up a guarding position behind him, hands on the collar of his tactical vest. As the lights come back up and the music begins to die, Howard drops down and takes the crucifix from his neck, then places it around the turnbuckle for safe keeping during the match. Dune slips out of his tactical vest, and drops it outside the ring. Junior referee Spanky O'Shaughnessy takes both title belts and raises them overhead, one in each hand, before he passes them out of the ring, and calls for the opening bell.
(DING DING DING!)
Zach Davis: And we are under way, with World Champion Dune starting things off against Tyler Walker. This ought to be short-lived.
Freddy Whoa: After BioWalker beat Logan last week, I'm not going to rule anything out.
Gravedigger: I'm calling it right now; new World Champion.
Zach Davis: I don't believe this.
Dune and Walker lock up, and the World Champion attempts to quickly overpower and subdue his opponent, but Tyler surprises him by putting up a solid resistance, and even muscles him back a step before Dune recovers, adapts, and shifts his weight, sending T-Pain crashing to the mat with a Judo hip throw. Walker rolls to his feet and comes back for more, and Dune sidesteps him and hooks his ankle, tripping Tyler on his face. T-Pain slaps the mat in anger and bounds to his feet, then fires off a right hand that actually rocks Dune back on his heels. Walker's eyes widen momentarily, just before the World Champ's retaliatory strike flattens him. Reflex has Tyler back on is feet in a flash, though his head hasn't quite caught up yet, and he stumbles back against the ropes, then turns the momentum into a charge. Dune aims to meet him with a decapitating lariat, but Walker ducks under the swing and hits the ropes on the opposite side.
Zach Davis: Oh wow! Incredible show of agility there from the champion with that leaping roll right over Tyler Walker's spear attempt!
Freddy Whoa: There are a couple of good reasons why this man is World Cham-- Whoa! That superkick damn near took T-Pain's head off!
Gravedigger: Eeeww, gross! A tooth landed in my coffee! Somebody needs to come wash my mug and get me another drink.
Tyler drags himself hand over hand to his corner, desperately seeking a tag, and Dune just lets it happen. Biohazard comes in off the hot tag and rushes headlong at the World Champion. His attempted clothesline has little effect - scarcely nudges Dune - but B-Haz barely slows down and tries for a flying forearm smash on Howard Black. Unfortunately, his super-lucha skills cause him to accidentally overshoot Black, and nearly topple out of the ring. Biohazard manages to pull himself back inside the ropes with those same super-lucha skills, but just as he thinks himself safe, Dune grabs him by the shoulder, spins him around, and flings him across the ring with an Irish whip. On the rebound, the champ bends down looking for a back body drop, but Biohazard reverses it! B-Haz hangs on tight to Dune's neck on the lift-up, then comes crashing down to the mat with a vicious-looking spike DDT!
Zach Davis: Is it just me, or did that seem familiar somehow?
Freddy Whoa: I don't know what you're talking about. Man, since when does Biohazard use the Cocktailed Crossface?
Gravedigger: Doesn't matter when he learned it, if he's still dumb enough to use a submission hold right next to the ropes.
Spanky starts the standard five-count, but B-Haz breaks the hold at two and stands up. Dune rises as well, slowly working his arm, and glares at Biohazard. Biohazard backs off and slowly reaches up to take off his mask...
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD! ICE BECKMAN!
The crowd pops at the revelation!
Gravedigger: Well, I mean, he's wearing an ICE Beckman mask underneath his Biohazard mask...
Dune laughs like he's watching The Interview; head thrown back and everything. Biohazard takes it in stride, however, because he takes off his ICE mask.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: BOBBY CAIRO IS IN THE HOUSE!
THE CROWD POPS HUGE!
Gravedigger: You mean.. Biohazard wearing a Bobby Cairo mask!?
Indeed, Biohazard has a Bobby Cairo mask. Dune shakes his head in disappointment now and runs at Cairohazard. Cairohazard ducks under a haymaker...
Freddy Whoa: R-CAIRO! R-CAIRO OUTTA NOWHERE!
CAIROHAZARD DROPS DUNE WITH THE R-CAIRO! He looks down at Dune for a moment before he turns to face the crowd on the other side of the ring, then rips off his mask to reveal, once and for all...
Freddy Whoa: A BIOHAZARD MASK!
Gravedigger: BIOHAZARD WAS BIOHAZARD ALL ALONG!
Zach Davis: MY MIND HAS JUST BEEN BLOWN!
Dune is already up because Biohazard didn't execute the move properly, but rather than press the attack, Dune just shakes his head again and walks over to his corner, where he tags in Howard. Black walks up to Biohazard who is showboating for the crowd, still facing away for some reason, and clubs him across the back of the head with a forearm. B-Haz stumbles into his own corner and accidentally makes contact with Tyler. Spanky O'Shaughnessy counts it as a tag, and forces the (likely) concussed T-Pain back into the ring, who reluctantly obliges. Howard and Tyler lock up, with Walker quickly shifting into a side headlock. Black pounds away at T-Pain's ribs, and forces him into the ropes. Howard slings Tyler across the ring off the break, and Walker comes back with a shoulder block that drives Black flat on his back. Tyler gets over his surprise quickly and hits the ropes again, while Howard flips over causing Walker to jump and charge across the ring to pick up a full head of steam.
Zach Davis: Tyler Walker coming in full speed, and stopped short by a solid kick to the midsection from Howard Black!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Howie Black with the Tree of No Care on T-Pain!
Gravedigger: And he transitions right into the Kimura Lock; nicely done. There's no way Walker's getting out of this on his own.
Zach Davis: And with Dune back in the ring, there's no way Biohazard is breaking it up, either!
With no other choice, Walker taps out.
(DING DING DING!)
Black stands up and is joined by Dune long enough to have Spanky O'Shaughnessy raise their arms in victory, then the Sentinels leave the ring with no further celebration.
“Survival of the Fittest” hits and the fans get to their feet.
Gravedigger: What does he want?
Zach Davis: He had a hell of a battle with Jonny Fly at Blast, that is for sure. Much respect from these fans for that man right there.
Jeff appears on the stage and fans cheer. He is wearing an open hoodie, and around his midsection you can see bandages.
Freddy Whoa: Looks like there was some damage done to Jeff Purse at Blast that he hasn’t gotten over yet.
Gravedigger: Because he is a little bitch.
Zach Davis: Or because he was attacked and brutalized by three people.
Jeff Purse makes his way down the ramp, somewhat slowly. He holds his side as he walks down, trying as he does to slap hands with fans. When he gets to the ring, instead of jumping up to the apron as he usually would, he walks up the steps and gets in the ring through the middle rope, wincing a little when he bends to go through. He walks over to the other side and requests a mic from the timekeeper. The music fades out and he raises the mic to his lips…
Crowd: YOU STILL GOT IT!
Crowd: YOU STILL GOT IT!
Jeff Purse: Thank you.
Crowd: COME BACK PURSE! COME BACK PURSE! COME BACK PURSE!
Jeff Purse stands there looking quite emotional as the fans cheer him on. This is not the reception he had in mind. He didn’t think they would be that adamant about a man who just lost a match. But they are, and he is grateful.
Jeff Purse: Its great to know that even after all the drama, all the fights, all the heated words…that you fans, you still support me.
The audience loses their minds.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa, its freaking loud in here.
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse is well respected in the WCF Universe.
Gravedigger: These people are stupid.
Jeff Purse: There are two things I know to be true after Blast last week. Number one, Pantheon is still the most powerful force in the WCF, and it will always be the most powerful force in the WCF. HASHTAG PANTHEON!
Crowd: HASHTAG PANTHEON! HASHTAG PANTHEON! HASHTAG PANTHEON!
Jeff Purse: And the second, is that Jonny Fly is afraid of me. Jonny Fly proved that he didn’t think he could beat me one on one. Jonny Fly got in bed with the devil at Blast in order to put me down.
The crowd explodes again.
Gravedigger: Oh jeez. Here we go. Wah wah, I should have won. Jeff Purse is a little bitch.
Zach Davis: Well he has a point. Jonny Fly got assistance from Seth Lerch.
Jeff Purse: So go ahead Fly, tell the world how you beat me. Tell the world how much better than me you are. Tell everyone that you are the greatest wrestler around, and that Jeff Purse is a Flyjobber…but know this…I never needed Seth Lerch, of all people, to help me win a match.
The crowd cheers again.
Jeff Purse: You are a pussy, Jonny. That’s what you are. You wanted to go to Ultimate Showdown SO BAD, that you made sure you went to Ultimate Showdown. You kept talking about how you were going to beat me, how you were going to pin me, how I am nothing, how you are so much better than me, and yet you got insurance. What a shitty, shitty move. I wish I could have come out here and said that Jonny Fly deserves to go to Ultimate Showdown. I hoped that I could come out here and say that everything I said about Jonny Fly was wrong. That Jonny Fly deserved to win, that Jonny Fly fought hard and he gave it his all and that I was wrong. But last night Fly, last night you proved me right. You proved that everything I said about you was the truth. You proved that you are nothing but a manipulative, using son of a bitch. You proved that you are EXACTLY like Sarah Twilight, right down to the moment you called the fans ‘sheep.’
The fans explode.
Crowd: FLY’S A BITCH! FLY’S A BITCH! FLY’S A BITCH!
Jeff Purse: Damn right! Fly is a little bitch. He is scared. He CAN NOT BEAT ME ON HIS OWN!
Gravedigger: Jonny Fly is way better than Jeff Purse has ever been and will ever be.
Zach Davis: So far Jonny is two wins up on Purse, but both of those wins are questionable. There was the first match that ended with an incredibly fast count by Sarah Twilight…
Freddy Whoa: And last night when Seth Lerch interrupted the inevitable Spoke to Jonny Fly.
Jeff Purse: But you know what Jonny, I am a really, really nice guy. So I am going to give you an option Fly. I am going to give you a chance to redeem yourself. And I know, I know I said that once Blast was over I was going to forget about Jonny Fly entirely, and I am sure Fly feels the same way, but you know what? I can’t let things go when the end like that, no way, no how!
The crowd cheers.
Jeff Purse: So here is my challenge to you Jonny Fly. Here is the way you get to redeem yourself, and prove that you are better than me, as you have stated a thousand times…Jeff Purse versus Jonny Fly, Seth Lerch, Steve Orbit, Pantheon, EVERYONE barred from ringside…in a cage…at ONE!
The crowd explodes again.
Zach Davis: Holy shit!
Freddy Whoa: That would be fantastic.
Gravedigger: Jonny Fly has nothing to prove.
Jeff Purse: So what do you say Fly? Come out here and accept and prove that you are a man, or reject and prove that you are a little BITCH who can’t beat me on his own.
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse throwing the challenge down.
The titon tron powers and a shot of Jonny Fly's face is shown.
Jonny Fly: This is so awesome!
The scene zooms out and we see Jonny Fly in Seth Lerch's office, eating hot fries and playing with a remote control helicopter. He shoots Seth with one of the plastic missles. Seth looks annoyed. Then the tron goes black.
Jeff Purse: Thats the way you want it? Fine. I'll see you later Fly.
Zach Davis: What does that mean?
Freddy Whoa: I don't know...
Gravedigger: I want to shoot Seth with a missle...
The lights go dim. You can still see those around you, but just barely. A dark fog flows over the entrance ramp as Adam Blake enters from the back wearing a black hooded shirt. He just looks down towards the ground as he walks across the stage and down the ramp. He walks up the steps and into the ring. He stands in the middle of the ring and raises one hand arm into the air with his hand in a fist. As he looks up towards the crowd the lights brighten and the fog clears.
The Who's "Who are you" starts to play as a figure in all white steps out and runs though a cloud of smoke towards the ring. He jumps up grabs the top rope and flips into the ring. He walks over and stands near Blake as they wait for their partner to enter.
Petrov's voice can be heard over the PA saying in a calm but intimidating voice "Total. Fucking. Badass." as Blind by Korn starts to play. The crowd begins to talk amongst themselves in anticipation as the intro plays out before the words "ARE YOU READY!?" are shouted and the song drops in as Petrov emerges from the curtain and leans back and let's out a deep voiced shout and walks to the ring with a serious look on his face. He runs up the steps and climbs between the ropes as he paces about while shadowboxing and waiting for his opponent.
The lights go out in the arena and the screens light up with blood red letters "Can you crack the code?". The arena then fills with blood red lights and smoke as "The Swarm" by You Me At Six sounds out from the speakers. Kieran Redhead then emerges from the smoke and slowly moves to the ring. He looks towards the crowd and then glares at their opponents before leaping into the ring causing red pyrotechnics to begin spurting from the corner posts.
The arena goes pitch black as the first few bars of "Enter Sandman” begin. Once the music really hits its stride, a bright red pyro goes off, revealing Abaddon standing at the top of the stage. He begins his descent down the ramp as the vocals of the song begin. Small candles on either side illuminate, very dimly, his path. He gets in the ring over the top rope and stands menacingly in the middle of the ring.
The lights in the arena go dim as a Blue mist begins to come down from the rafters, Filling the room as 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing on the Jumbo-Tron. At the top of the ramp Diablo begins
Diablo: Here's a question for all of you, Especially you Petrov. How hot can YOU stand it?
Petrov rushes Diablo and the two men begin trading punches. Abaddon goes after Nobody as Kieran and Blake battle. The referee finally restores order. Diablo and Petrov remain in the ring as the bell sounds starting the match. The two once again begin trading punches. Rights and lefts fly with neither man giving an inch. Petrov with a kick to the midsection followed by an uppercut that staggers Diablo. Petrov hits Diablo with a clothesline that drops him to the mat. Petrov picks up Diablo and sends him into the ropes. Petrov ducks down intending to backflip Diablo who catches him with a double ax handle to the back.
Zach Davis: He sure telegraphed that move there.
Gravedigger: A rookie mistake. You can't afford to make those and expect to win.
Diablo picks up Petrov and DDT's him to the mat before going over and tagging in Abaddon. Abaddon Picks Petrov up into a bear hug position and rams his back into the corner. Abaddon backs out of the corner and slams Petrov into it again. Petrov slams his hands against the side of Abaddons head, once, twice, then again as Abaddon breaks the hold. Petrov rolls out of the neutral corner to his own corner and tags in Nobody. Abaddon makes it over to his corner and tags in Diablo after looking menacingly towards Kieran.
Gravedigger: There seems to be some animosity there between Abaddon and Kieran Redhead.
Zach Davis: A little bad blood between team mates. That can't be good.
Diablo and Nobody square up in the middle of the ring. Kieran whips Diablo into the ropes and catches him coming off with a drop kick. Diablo falls back into the ropes and almost flips over them. His arm becomes entangled in the ropes. Nobody takes advantage of it and begins hitting Diablo with kicks and chops before the referee steps in and breaks it up. Diablo gets loose and kicks the ropes in frustration. Nobody rushes in and Diablo flips him over the ropes to the floor below. Diablo climbs to the second rope and comes down with an elbow to the head just as Nobody is getting to his feet. Diablo picks up Nobody and drops him over the steel railing.
Zach Davis: Nobody is in trouble now.
Gravedigger: If nobody is in trouble then there's nothing to worry about. Seriously though, Diablo needs to get Nobody back into the ring.
As if he heard what Gravedigger said Diablo picks Nobody back up and throws him into the ring. Diablo slides under the bottom rope and walks over to tag in Kieran. Kieran moonsaults over the ropes and lands on top of Nobody. He hooks the leg as the referee slides into position.
The referee chases Blake out of the ring as Kieran picks up Nobody and body slams him to the mat. Kieran tags in Diablo who comes in and picks up Nobody, throwing him into his own corner. He points at Petrov daring him to come into the ring. Before that can happen Adam Blake jumps into the ring and goes after Diablo. Blake ducks a clothesline by Diablo and bounces off the ropes. Blake connects with a running knee jump that staggers Diablo. Blake grabs Diablo by the arm and attempts to send him into the ropes. Diablo reverses it and sends Blake into his own corner. Diablo back to his corner and waits. Petrov smacks Blake on the back and enters the ring. Before Diablo can move in Abaddon pats him on the back and steps over the ropes into the ring. Petrov charges Abaddon and the two forces collide. Petrov hits Abaddon who barely moves a couple steps backwards. Abaddon pounds his chest and yells at Petrov to try it again. Petrov bounces off the ropes and ducks a clothesline. He picks up steam coming off the second rope and hits Abaddon with a cross body. Abaddon catches him in mid air. Adam Blake jumps from the second rope hitting Petrov in the back, knocking him to the mat on top of Abaddon. Blake rolls over and out of the ring as Petrov goes for the pin.
An angry Petrov begins yelling at the referee about the count being slow. In the meantime Abaddon gets to his corner and bypasses Kieran to tag in Diablo. Diablo walks up behind Petrov and taps him on the shoulder. As Petrov turns around Diablo picks him up and slams him hard into the mat. Diablo picks Petrov up and connects with a series of snap suplexes. Diablo picks up Petrov again and begins climbing the ropes. Diablo connects with the sacrificial Stunner. Diablo with the pin.
Diablo pins Petrov!
Abaddon and Kieran begin arguing after the match. Abaddon waves off Kieran and leaves the ring area. Diablo just shakes his head and begins walking out as 'Orion' begins playing.
Suddenly the lights go out completely. A commotion can be heard but no one can tell just what is going on. When the lights come back up Diablo is lying in the ring motionless. A metal chair with a huge dent in it can be seen beside him. Blood can be seen coming from Diablos head. Night Rider runs out as the medics attend to Diablo and helps him to the back.
Kieran is seen walking backstage after his match, a little lost it seems.
Zach Davis: And there is one of the newest WCF Superstars, Kieran Redhead.
Freddy Whoa: He looks lost.
Kieran takes a turn down an empty corridor and stops.
Kieran just smiles a bit.
He goes to turn back, but just then all the lights in the corridor go out.
Kieran Redhead: How predictable. Come out come out, wherever you are.
The lights come back on, but they are not white, they are red. Surrounding Kieran all along the walls are photos of him, but he is dead in every single one of them.
Zach Davis: What the hell is this?
Freddy Whoa: I have no idea.
Gravedigger: That is some messed up shit.
Kieran Redhead: SHOW YOURSELF! Or are you scared?
The lights go out again. The turn back on almost instantly, and standing behind the new superstar is The Monster from the Abyss, Abaddon The Destroyer.
Abaddon: Your time has come.
Kieran turns around, but as soon as he does a giant hand wraps around his neck. Abaddon quickly lifts him and slams him down hard on the cement with a Chokeslam. He picks Kieran up and throws him up against a wall, putting his giant hands around Kieran’s neck once more.
Abaddon: You want to call me out again, Kieran. Worst mistake of your life.
Kieran tries to fight back, though, he kicks Abaddon in the midsection, kicking and kicking. It does minimal damage, as Abaddon has him up against a wall and is choking the life out of him.
Abaddon: Struggle. That’s right, struggle. Feel the pain. Feel the life escape you as you draw your final breaths, you worthless waste of life.
Kieran reaches over and just in his range is a metal pipe. He grabs it, feeling the last few breaths coming, and smacks Abaddon right across the face with it. It is enough to get the big monster to let him go. Abaddon tries to shake it off as Kieran gasps for air. He takes another big swing and cracks Abaddon over the head with it. Blood spurts out of Abaddon’s forehead and the big man goes down. Kieran begins to walk away, holding the pipe just in case, with a sick smile on his face. Clearly, he enjoyed making Abaddon bleed.
In the background, Abaddon can be seen over a fleeting Kieran’s shoulder, and he sits straight up. The lights in the corridor go black once more. A loud clang is heard, and the lights come back on. Abaddon is nowhere in sight, but Kieran is on the ground, a bloody mess. Static interrupts the scene, and the tron goes black.
The lights go out, and spotlights begin swirling, dancing along the stage as the crowd begins to cheer. After a moment of silence, the opening riff to "Kickstart my Heart" rings throughout the arena, causing an eruption from the eager crowd. The spotlights continue swirling about as the anticipation grows, a shadowy figure in a golden cape appears on the entrance ramp, the spotlights converge on the figure, causing him to shine like the very sun itself, just as the music hits its peak, the figure throws the cape off to reveal himself as Teo del Sol!
The audience goes wild as he points toward the ring. After a moment of silence, Teo’s entrance is interrupted as David Sanchez hits him from behind with a clubbing clothesline!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! What the!? David Sanchez from behind knocking Teo to the floor!
Zach Davis: What a cowardly tactic!
Gravedigger: Cowardly? That’s called strategy! Sanchez already has this one in the bag!
Teo, still tangled in his cape, tries to recover, but David continues his assault, a barrage of punches and knees enveloping the luchador.
Freddy Whoa: I thought these two were going to have a match, but this is just despicable!
Gravedigger: Hey, he’s not doing anything against the rules, he just caught Teo napping. You have to learn to protect yourself at all times in this business!
Sanchez pulls Teo roughly to his feet, grabbing a headlock and dragging him towards the ring.
Zach Davis: Well at least it looks like we’re finally going to get started.
As the two approach the apron, Sanchez looks toward the crowd with an evil grin on his face, pointing at the ring. The crowd boos David for his tactics, and David offers an evil grin before hurling Teo headfirst into the ring steps.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! And David is just merciless here! Teo looks like he could be out!
Zach Davis: And the bell hasn’t even rung yet!
The referee jumps between the two men, angrily reprimanding Sanchez and signaling for him to enter the ring. Sanchez puts his hands up innocently and rolls into the ring while the referee approaches the prone luchador. With little choice, the referee calls for the bell and begins a 10-count.
Zach Davis: Teo del Sol should probably just stay down, for all he knows he might have a concussion…
The crowd erupts as Teo del Sol, bracing himself against the ring steps, manages to make it to his feet.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Del Sol is clearly not ready to give up yet! He’s on his feet!
Gravedigger: He won’t make it. That was a heck of a collision he took.
Teo shakes out the cobwebs, clearly extremely groggy, but manages to finally remove the cape and collect himself.
Zach Davis: Teo del Sol looks like he’s only vaguely aware of where he is!
At the very last moment, Teo manages to roll under the ropes, resulting in an explosive cheer from the audience. The victory is short lived, however, as David charges forward and begins stomping on Teo’s arms, legs, and body before he can make it to his feet.
Zach Davis: Oh come on! What chance can Teo have in this? He was hit before he was ready, and now David isn’t even letting him get up!
Gravedigger: I love it! There’s no way that David is going to let him to the ropes, he knows that his best chance is not to let Teo get going, to grind him down and keep him grounded.
The crowd boos loudly in disapproval as Sanchez approaches Teo’s legs, setting up for more punishment. He raises his boot high over Teo’s knee... But Teo suddenly rolls over and catches David with a drop toe hold! David falls face first into the corner turnbuckle as Teo rolls to safety!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Slick counter by del Sol! And now it looks like we have a match!
Del Sol vaults to his feet with a back handspring, but stumbles momentarily as he lands, favoring his left knee.
Zach Davis: Oh what’s this? It looks like those stomps did some damage after all!
Sanchez turns toward del Sol, a look of sheer rage on his face and charges forward with a powerful clothesline! Del Sol ducks, causing Sanchez to run off the opposite rope and into an arm drag takeover!
Gravedigger: What did I tell you? As soon as del Sol gets going, he’s hard to stop!
Sanchez quickly stands back up, red in the face as the audience begins chanting.
Crowd: Teo! Teo! Teo! Teo!
Del Sol raises his index finger towards Sanchez, and shakes his head, taunting him with a “no no” gesture. Sanchez roars back angrily, charging towards his foe with arms outstretched, only to run into another drop toehold!
Zach Davis: Sanchez letting his anger take over, but this may not be the best strategy!
Freddy Whoa: Teo playing some mind games with the opponent, and it’s paying dividends!
Sanchez bounces off the mat, but quickly grabs his now grounded opponent into a crossface chinlock!
Gravedigger: There you go! Slow him down and you’ll have control!
Sanchez leans back into the hold, applying a tremendous amount of torque!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! I didn’t know spines could bend like that!
Gravedigger: You haven’t been going to the right clubs!
Del Sol desperately crawls forward, trying to make it to the ropes, but Sanchez steps over the back and turns the hold into a camel clutch!
Zach Davis: Slick submission game from Sanchez here! But del Sol’s arms are pinned! He won’t be able to tap!
Sanchez grins cockily at the chanting crowd, his opponent helpless in his grip. The referee approaches Teo, who appears to be slipping out of consciousness.
Freddy Whoa: It looks like they’re going to have to call this one off!
The referee grabs Teo’s hand and raises it…but it drops to his side as the audience groans in disappointment.
Zach Davis: I think del Sol might be out!
Crowd: Teo! Teo! Teo!
The referee raises his arm again… only to have it limply drop once more as the crowd grows even louder, trying to rouse their trapped hero!
Gravedigger: One more and this will be over! Del Sol getting utterly dominated by Sanchez!
Zach Davis: Oh come on, Sanchez hit him before the match even started! What was del Sol supposed to do?
Gravedigger: It doesn’t matter, Sanchez is about to walk away with this one.
The referee raises Teo’s arm for the final time…
...But it doesn’t fall! Teo has managed to stay conscious! The crowd, whipped into a virtual frenzy roars in support!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Teo del Sol is still in this!
Zach Davis: Yeah, but for how long?
Sanchez throws his limp opponent down in frustration, pacing slowly around the ring. The crowd begins taunting Sanchez, mocking his nickname.
Crowd: You’re no king! You’re no king! You’re no king!
Sanchez, infuriated by their words, drags Teo to his feet. He gestures angrily to the crowd, shouting at the top of his lungs!
David Sanchez: No king!? Watch this!
He throws del Sol towards the ropes with a hard Irish whip…But the moment del Sol is free of the grip he does a cartwheel, the momentum rebounding him off the ropes into a flying forearm smash!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Del Sol with a huge counter! And now both men are down!
Both Del Sol and Sanchez lay in the ring, the crowd roaring for Teo to recover. After a few moments, Teo springs to his feet with a kip-up!
Gravedigger: This crazy luchador doesn’t know when to quit!
Del Sol looks around the crowd, who roars in approval, before letting out a roar of his own!
Zach Davis: Uh-oh! I think del Sol might be thinking Habanero High Dive!
Del Sol quickly runs towards the apron, hopping over the top rope to the outside! He shouts to the air, and the crowd cheers!
Freddy Whoa: Here it comes!
Del Sol bends his knees to prepare for the jump… but winces in pain! He freezes in place, unable to go for the move!
Zach Davis: I think something might have been hurt in that camel clutch!
Del Sol struggles to clear the cobwebs, but is met by a charge from Sanchez who hits him with a spear off of the apron! Both men crash onto the entrance ramp with a hard thud!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! And now both men are down! And the referee is starting a count!
Zach Davis: Don’t tell me after all this we’re going to have a draw?
Sanchez makes his way to his feet, and looks at his prone opponent. He smiles and walks toward the ring apron!
Freddy Whoa: I think Sanchez is going to hit Medusa’s Kiss! He’s going to lay Teo out once and for all!
Gravedigger: He’s going to send a message and then win this match! I love it!
Del Sol makes his way to his feet and Sanchez charges forward, preparing to land his finishing maneuver!
No! Del Sol sees it coming and rolls quickly under the oncoming kick before hurling himself under the bottom rope!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! David Sanchez has been counted out!
Gravedigger: I warned him not to let his emotions get the better of him!
Zach Davis: Speaking of Emotions, Sanchez does not look happy about this.
Sanchez kicks the stairs in frustration, knocking them over and slams his hands angrily on the mat. One fan makes a face at Sanchez causing Sanchez to glare at the unlucky man, who quickly goes silent. Meanwhile, in the ring, the referee raises del Sol’s hand in victory, causing del Sol to once again grab at his lower back, knees momentarily buckling. Sanchez notices this and smiles evilly before taunting Teo by grabbing at his own back in mock agony.
Freddy Whoa: Sheer classlessness from Sanchez here! I have a feeling this isn’t over!
Zach Davis: Well, del Sol may have won the battle tonight, but who knows who will win the war?
Freddy Whoa: Only Time will tell, Zach, only time will tell.
"A Little God in My Hands" by Swans plays over the PA system.
Zach Davis: Wait, whose theme song is this?
Gable walks past the curtain and down to the ring in a black t-shirt with the "Eye in the Sky" movie logo on the front and black jeans with a mic in his hand. Boos erupt from the crowd as He walks up the stairs and steps through the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! It's Gable!
Zach Davis: It was announced he was returning to WCF to promote his movie Eye in the Sky but there was no information beyond that whether he would be booked or not.
Gravedigger: Didn't I beat this guy for his TV title? Fuck him! Who'd he ever beat?
Gable pats the mic to make sure it is on as the music died down. He waits for the boos to die down before bringing the mic to his lips.
John Gable: Yeah...I'm back and I am about as happy about it as you are...
The boos erupt again as Gable shakes his head and chuckles to himself. Once again he waits for the boos to die down.
John Gable: Hey now, why are you all being such salty fucks? Is it because I abandoned Wrestling for my acting career?
A short boo comes back in response but dies down quickly.
John Gable: Well, you can only blame yourselves for that. You knew that was my goal when I entered this hell hole. I was only here because it seemed like an easy way to break on through to Hollywood. At the time there were wrestlers left and right becoming actors, figured it was worth a shot. But the funny thing is that it wasn't wrestling that restored my career. Wrestling had nothing to do with it. This shit-stain of a sport did nothing for me. It was me! I alone saved my career.
Gable spreads out his arms and laughs in anticipation of the boos which surely come.
John Gable: So, why am I back, you may ask. Well, now that I am making it big in Hollywood, I need to promote my means of a living by arriving at special events...Well, I would be if certain people at the top of the ladder didn't think it would be ever so incredibly to have me come back to WCF and do a run since wrestling fans are such a huge and admittedly easy market. I argued day and night with them. Saying wrestling fans are too stupid to get the amazing works of Philip K. Dick. But because they are indeed producers...they didn't care so now here I am...But now that I am here, something is bothering me! I haven't been booked in a match! What the hell, Seth? You made an agreement with the people at the studio that I would be featured in WCF! But I am not booked!
Gravedigger: It's because you suck!
John Gable: Are you trying to ruin my movie? Are you trying to ruin my career? I have to spend my time here unable to do further film work because you are basically holding me hostage! So, I demand a match if I am going to be forced to work here. OR! I will bring my lawyers in and so will the studio!
"Master of Puppets" by Metallica plays on the PA system as Seth walks out past the curtain with a mic in his hand.
Seth Lerch: Nothing changes. Never shuts up and always threatens lawyers! Fine! If you want a match, you got it. Next Slam...
The crowd pauses, waiting for Seth to answer.
Seth Lerch: Next Slam.. ugh! I don't know who you're going to fight but you're definitely going to regret this!
Seth walks back behind the curtain as Gable stands in the ring displeased and unimpressed. He shakes his head as he rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp. The crowd jeering him as he walks past the curtain.
Kyle Steel: The following match is a fatal four way, scheduled for one fall! First, coming to the ring, he stands 6 foot 3 inches tall, weighing in at 247 pounds, Jackson “The Fenix” White!!!
Jackson White walks slowly to the ring with the hoody on his head. He brings a Portuguese flag on his back. He looks down until he enters the ring. Then he climbs the steel steps and enters the ring stretching both of his arms looking up and some red and green pyrotechnics blasts from the corner. He then raises the Portuguese flag, kisses it and puts it near the ring's corner.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, she stands 5 foot 10 inches tall, weighing in at 130 pounds, Celeste!!!
Celeste takes the walk up to the ring like a model takes to a runway. Her feet stride with effortless confidence, her chin tilted upwards and shoulders pushed back elongate her neck and expose her jugular to tempt , to dare her appointment to either kiss or mangle her throat. Not a drop of sweat escapes her pours, no fear beats within her breast, almost as if she were not human but a divine creation. She removes her over-sized shades only moments before slinking under the rope, with an elegance so captivating it is hypnotic.
Kyle Steel: And their opponent, he stands 6 foot 4 inches tall, weighing in at 210 pounds, Kyle Kemp!!!
The lights go out and a spot light shines on the stage. "Comin' Up" by Sam Adams begins to play and gold lights start blinking around the arena. Kemp slowly walks out onto the stage and comes to a stop in the spotlight and crosses his arms. He smiles smugly at the crowd and begins to shake his head up and down. He struts down the aisle glaring at fans and rolls into the ring. The lights all come back on as he extends both of his arms out to his side and begins to laugh. He walks over to the corner and leans on it as the song ends.
Kyle Steel: And their opponent, he stands 6 foot 1 inches tall, weighing in at 190 pounds, “The Antidote” Spencer Adams!!!
Assassin by Muse comes on as strobe lights flicker at the entrance way and a blue smoke fills the stage. "The Antidote" Spencer Adams pops out and charges to the center of the stage and holds his arms out in an "X" motion and swipes them downward away from his body. He then charges down to the ring, vaulting quickly in and playing to the crowd on the turnbuckles.
Zach Davis: Looks like we’re about to get underway here!
As the music cuts and the bells rings, the four begin to circle each other.
Freddy Whoa: Really taking their time here, all four competitors waiting for an opening!
Kyle Kemp is first to strike, as he and Celeste begin trading blows. Jackson White goes after Spencer Adams as the two begin trading some punches of their own.
White pins Adams against the turnbuckle with a forearm, while delivering some knees to the midsection.
Freddy Whoa: Jackson White controlling the pace against Spencer Adams!
Jackson White begins stomping away at a dazed Spencer Adams before turning his attention slightly towards his other opponents. Kyle Kemp whips around Celeste, attempting a headlock. Celeste shoves him back, sending him stumbling into Jackson White.
Gravedigger: A hard german suplex to Kyle Kemp! I think that one just knocked him clear into next week!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
As Jackson rolls to the outside to brawl with Kemp, Celeste turns towards Spencer, slapping and taunting him as he begins to get up.
Zach Davis: And we see some mind games here!
Freddy Whoa: Yeah she’s just toying with Spencer at this point!
As Spencer rises to his feet, Celeste grins wickedly at him before slapping him hard in the face.
Zach Davis: Oooh! That one hurt!
As she goes to smack him again, Spencer spins around her, taking her down to the mat.
Gravedigger: Spencer now trying to control this matchup a little better!
Jackson White and Kyle Kemp begin trading blows for a short time, before Kemp grabs a hold of Jackson, throwing him hard into the barricade.
Zach Davis: And that one had to hurt! He’ll be feeling that for awhile!
Kemp rolls into the ring, grabbing hold of Spencer and tossing him off of Celeste, who rolls out and under the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Celeste appears to be playing this one a little bit smarter!
Spencer springs up as the two begins staring each other down. Kemp shoves Adams back hard, as he backs up to the opposite post and charges at Adams.
Zach Davis: And Adams ducks it and hits a big enzuigiri!
Gravedigger: That’ll knock some sense into a person!
Zach Davis: And Spencer goes for the cover!
Freddy Whoa: And Jackson White pulling Spencer Adams to the outside!
White grabs Adams and lifts him up, sending him to the ground hard with a big suplex. Spencer shouts out in pain and grabs at his back.
Gravedigger: Oh my!
White slides in under the bottom rope, and lifts Kemp to his feet, going for the finish. Kemp shoves him back into the post, causing Jackson to fall to his knees.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Back to the minors out of nowhere from Kyle Kemp! I think he just won it!
Before Kyle Kemp can go for a pin, Celeste slides in, rolling up Kemp from behind.
Celeste retreats out and under the ring once again. Kemp looks on stunned at having been cost precious seconds. Kemp rushes over to pin White.
Zach Davis: I think Celeste saved this matchup from ending a little prematurely!
Kemp bangs his fists against the mat in frustration. He rolls out to go for Adams, who rises and hits a big haymaker right across the jaw of Kyle Kemp.
Gravedigger: That’s how you have to do it, look for any opening you can and attack!
Kemp and Adams begin trading big punches, slowly, back and forth. Spencer drives a knee hard into the gut of Kemp, who drops to one knee.
Freddy Whoa: Low blow by Kyle Kemp!
As Kemp begins pounding away at Adams, Celeste slides into the ring to try to take advantage of Jackson White.
Zach Davis: Oh, but White with the roll up!
Gravedigger: He almost had her there!
Kemp on the outside goes to lift up Spencer who lifts him up for a big back body drop, collapsing immediately after.
White and Celeste both get to their feet.
Freddy Whoa: Double clothesline! Everyone is out here!
White rolls slowly to the outside as Kemp gets to his feet. Celeste recovers a bit and rolls to the outside as well as the three begin to trade blows once again.
Zach Davis: Everyone looking a little worn down here!
Gravedigger: Yeah, some big offense early on has begun to take it’s toll on these competitors!
Adams climbs back into the ring as Kemp, Celeste, and White continue their three way brawl.
Zach Davis: Spencer is back to his feet in the ring now!
Gravedigger: What’s he going for here?
Adams bounces of the ropes, flying over the top the top onto the field.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Zach Davis: Spencer Adams with a flying senton and nobody is moving!
Gravedigger: I don’t know if that was very smart on his part.
After a short time, White gets up, rolling Adams back in the ring with him. He drags him over to the corner.
Zach Davis: He’s really trying to just soften him up. Great strategy by “The Fenix”!
White runs to the opposite corner.
Gravedigger: A hard big boot from Jackson White!
Freddy Whoa: Going for the cover!
Zach Davis: Nobody is willing to give up just yet in this matchup!
White picks up Adams.
Gravedigger: The Destroyer! Jackson White drops Spencer Adams and it looks like this one is over!
Celeste rushes in and jumps at Jackson White, breaking up the pin.
Freddy Whoa: Celeste saving this match again!
Zach Davis: And she quickly locks in her finisher, take your breath away, that rear naked choke!
Gravedigger: She’s got that locked in tight and I think that Jackson White might pass out!
Kyle Kemp rolls in and breaks it up just in time as White starts to fade.
Freddy Whoa: Kemp stomping away at both Celeste and Jackson White now!
Kemp shoves both White and Celeste under the bottom rope, leaving him alone with Adams.
Zach Davis: This could be bad! Kemp has his rival right where he wants him!
Kemp steps back and goes for the punt.
Gravedigger: Adams ducks it!
Kemp goes a little too far and crashes into the post, sending him crashing to the mat.
Freddy Whoa: Adams going to the top! Kemp is out cold!
Spencer plays to the crowd to get them riled up. He looks down at an unconscious Kemp before smiling and turning his attention to Jackson White on the outside.
Zach Davis: And Adams is about to take flight!
As Spencer launches off the top with a flying crossbody, Celeste stops him with a hard forearm to the back of the head.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Gravedigger: Can we get a replay on that one! That was vicious!
Zach Davis: And Celeste with a knee to the groin of Jackson White!
Celeste slides back in going for another rear naked choke on Kemp.
Freddy Whoa: This could be the end of it
Kemp grabs at the air, struggling to break the hold.
Gravedigger: He’s fading fast!
Kemp manages to kick a foot up on the rope, barely saving himself from passing out.
Zach Davis: And he just barely got out of that one!
Jackson White slides in and quickly lifts Celeste up.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Gravedigger: Destroyer from Jackson White!
Spencer rolls in, picking up Jackson White.
Zach Davis: A big spinning sidewalk slam from Spencer Adams!
Gravedigger: He could be on the comeback trail!
Spencer drops to his knees as Kemp charges for a big punt to the head.
Freddy Whoa: And Kemp goes for back to the minors but Spencer ducks it!
Zach Davis: He has Kemp up on his shoulders!
Gravedigger: Vaccine! Vaccine from Spencer Adams!
Gravedigger: When will it end? What is it gonna take for somebody to pick up the win here?
Spencer climbs to the top turnbuckle, setting up for a quarantine.
Freddy Whoa: And Jackson White out of nowhere!
Zach Davis: Big time clothesline to Spencer!
White goes for a pin on Kemp.
Spencer recovers on the top.
Gravedigger: Flying hurricanrana to Jackson White!
Spencer runs off the ropes toward Celeste who got to her feet.
Gravedigger: Adams lifts Celeste up!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Zach Davis: Vaccine by Spencer Adams!
Gravedigger: And Spencer Adams picks up the win here!
Zach Davis: What a match!
As Celeste slides back out, retreating toward the back, Kemp attacks Spencer from behind, hitting him with clubbing blows. Spencer gets up and the two begin brawling back and forth.
Zach Davis: Kemp and Adams making their way through the crowd now!
As the two get to a clearing in the crowd, Spencer ducks a punch and lifts Kemp up on his shoulders.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Zach Davis: Vaccine to Kemp on the cement there!
Gravedigger: What is he doing here?
Spencer finds a nearby table, setting it up and dragging Kemp onto it before advancing through the crowd.
Gravedigger: Where is Spencer Adams going?
Zach Davis: These men said they were going to finish it here tonight and it appears Spencer is looking to do just that!
After a short time, Spencer emerges on the top of a balcony.
Freddy Whoa: What is he going to do here!?
Spencer smiles at the crowd as he shrugs and looks down at Kemp who is still barely moving on the table below.
Gravedigger: This is not gonna be pretty!
Spencer leaps off.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: Spencer Adams with the senton bomb off that balcony!
Gravedigger: Neither man is moving here!
Zach Davis: I think they’re gonna need checked on for sure! This does not look good!
Medics rush out from the back, checking on both men as they both appear knocked out. They load the two up onto stretchers. As they wheel them out, we cut to commercial.
'Orion' by Metallica begins playing as Night Rider makes his way down to the ring. He is carrying a briefcase in one hand and a microphone in the other. He steps into the ring and begins to speak.
Night Rider: John Gable, King Leukemia. I need you to come down to the ring. I have a proposition for you.
Night Rider waits for a moment. When no one comes he smiles.
Night Rider: Come on Gable, You and I go way back. No need to act shy now. I know that's not your style.
Suddenly 'A little God in my hands' by Swans begins playing and the crowd cheers wildly. John Gable walks down to the ring with a smirk on his face. He steps into the ring and grabs the microphone from Night Rider.
John Gable: Just what is it that you want? My time is valuable.
Night Rider takes the microphone back from Gable.
Night Rider: I have a briefcase here with a cashiers check for ten million dollars. I know how valuable your time is and I would like for you to be a part of the Angels of Death.
Gable looks at him disbelievingly at first and then takes the microphone from Night Rider.
John Gable: I wasn't planning on being a part of any group here. Been there done that. I don't even really care for some of you. However, money I always like. To answer your question. Yes! I will join the Angels of Death!
The crowd pops as we go to commercial.
The scene opens up on the packed Slam arena in Russia!!!
Zach Davis: Half of this Sunday Night Slam is already in the books!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! And what a night its been so far!
Gravedigger: And I'm here too, so that's always good!
Zach Davis: Sheesh!
“Reinventing Axl Rose” by Against Me plays over the sound system and Jack Coston bursts forth onto the entrance ramp with his arms in the air, his manager Frank Manor follows behind a good distance.
Jack quickly moves down the ramp, high fiving the fans, moving with the energy song before darting over to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope. His manager walks along the ring over to Jack's corner. Jumping to his feet, Jack runs over to the far corner and leaps onto a far turnbuckle, motioning to the crowd by beating his chest and raising his fists once more. He jumps down and moves into his corner where Frank is standing on the apron, speaking words of encouragement into Jack's ear.
Zach Davis: Jack Coston in the ring first!
Freddy Whoa: This kid loves to compete! He keeps his head up and he's gonna go far in the WCF!
Gravedigger: But he has his work cut out for him tonight! He has a match against two established vets, one of em a triple champion, Kaz Mazy and Gemini Battle.
"Children of God" by Andrew Jackson Jihad plays on the PA system. After the opening drum fill, Henson blasts past the curtain laughing. Mouthing the words to the song as he walked down the ramp with a little spring in his step with his arms spread out to either side. He rolls into the ring then stands upon the second rung of a turnbuckle, slapping himself in the face, getting himself pumped.
Zach Davis: Another newcomer who needs to pick up a serious win tonight!!!
Freddy Whoa: He's been making a name for himself!
Gravedigger: Are you kidding? He'll drop a line anyone unfortunate and stupid enough to listen to him! He's yet to put his money where his mouth is!!!
Zach Davis: We'll see what he brings tonight!
Heavy guitar distortion cuts through the arena as all the lights shut off, minus a gaggle of blue and green on the stage. They all aim at the tron which is showing an unorthodox entrance video. It shows WCF Superstar Kaz Mazy performing daring feats all in Super Nintendo fighting game graphics ala Mortal Kombat.
"2nd Sucks" by A Day To Remember starts blaring as lights explode throughout the arena and the words growl sending a shiver up every collective spine in attendance. The battle cry makes men sprout thick and all the baddest of poons wet. Every child in attendance grows hair on their ballsack and they reach for the nearest bong and start tokin' up!
Spotlights center on one of the entrances in the crowd where Kaz stands, kendo holstered to his back, all three belts strapped around his waist, and TMNT Security close in tow. Kaz starts making his way down the steps, throwing his hands in the air with each cry of his name.
Crowd: KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ!
Kaz leaps the barricade and slides into the ring. He taunts to the crowd from the second rope and they explode in Kaz cheers once again.
Crowd: KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ!
Kaz hands his effects to TMNT, who guard them with his life. Kaz leans against the turnbuckle - as his music fades - and awaits the start of the match.
Zach Davis: Blech! Kaz Mazy with his goons, TMNT Security.
Freddy Whoa: They're just his best friends!
Zach Davis: Best friends?! You saw what they did last week right?
Gravedigger: Help Kaz win the US Championship? I absolutely saw that!!!
"Falling Higher" by Helloween plays through the Arena as it goes black with only a spotlight shining at the entrance curtain. Vanessa Williams, a beautiful and tall black woman wearing a skin tight red dress, walks through. She motions towards the entrance and Gemini Battle walks through to a series of boos from the crowd.
He looks straight forward at the ring ignoring the cheers of the fans as Vanessa slaps away the hands that reach out towards him. She plants a huge kiss on the lips of Gemini as he slithers under the bottom rope and slides backwards towards the corner of the ring. He uses the ropes to get to his feet and removes his overcoat and hands it to Vanessa on the outside of the ring as he waits for the match to begin.
Zach Davis: Here's another guy who needs to pick up a win tonight!
Freddy Whoa: Battle has been on the skids since winning that Trios belt at Asesinato, but he's never been more driven than he is right now!
Gravedigger: Hopefully he drives right into a brick wall! That would be great!
Kaz decides he's starting for his team and Henson decides to go for his. The referee calls for the bell and the match begins. Kaz and Henson quickly lock up! Kaz rolls around Henson and drops Henson with a back suplex! Henson hits the mat and pops up quick! Kaz goes for a dropkick but Henson shoves him out of the way! Kaz pops up and Henson goes for a flying knee!...but Kaz inches under it!
Zach Davis: Fast action from these two guys!
Freddy Whoa: And the crowds heating up!!!
Kaz grabs Henson around the waist and attempts a German Suplex, but Henson checks Kaz with an elbow! He whips around and goes for an enziguiri!...but Kaz catches his leg and does a whip around kick to the side of Henson's head! Henson hits the mat...and Kaz springs off the rope with a moonsault an splashes on to Henson's torso! Kaz hooks his leg for the pin!
Zach Davis: Henson kicks out before two!
Freddy Whoa: What a move from Kaz Mazy!
Kaz begins to lift Henson to his feet...but eats an uppercut from K.L. on the way up!!! Kaz rebounds against the ropes, and Henson hits him with a stiff clothesline!...but eats a punch from Gemini on the apron and Henson goes down!
Zach Davis: Sucker punch from Gemini Battle!
Gravedigger: Henson should have had his head on a swivel! This IS a tag team match!
Kaz starts to use the ropes to stand up as Henson starts sitting up...Kaz pushes off the ropes and charges at Henson...
Zach Davis: Hanging Dong!!!
Freddy Whoa: ...But Henson dodges!!!
Gravedigger: Lucky dodge by K.L. there!!!
Kaz flies off the other set of ropes and comes back...but Henson sweeps him up with a school boy!
Zach Davis: Kaz breaks it!
Freddy Whoa: Henson almost stole it for his team there!
Henson stands up...but Coston tags himself in to the chagrin of Henson! He steps in the ring and tells Henson to hit the bricks! They argue for a second before the ref asks Henson to take his spot on the apron! Jack is smirkin at Henson...when Kaz sneaks up from behind with a roll up!
Zach Davis: Another near stolen victory!!!
Freddy Whoa: Coston should have been paying attention to the match instead of messing with Henson!
Coston stands up and looks toward Kaz with a furrowed brow. Kaz shrugs his shoulders, and the two go for a tie up! Headlock by Coston!
Freddy Whoa: Smart move! He's trying to ground the acrobatic Kaz!
Kaz nails Coston in the gut with several elbows! Coston lets go and Kaz irish whips him into the ropes! Kaz positions for a hip toss, but Coston comes back and kicks Kaz in the chest! Kaz whips up to eat an elbow to the face! Kaz falls backwards, and Coston goes for a high leaping elbow drop!
Zach Davis: Crashing down on Mazy with a hard elbow drop!
Freddy Whoa: Both men look a little dazed after that!
Coston lifts Kaz to his feet!...and Kaz dumps his shoulder into Coston's gut! Suplex by Kaz!...but Coston holds it! He dumps Kaz with a suplex instead! Kip up by Kaz! Enziguiri to Coston!...but Coston ducks it! Spinning clothesline!...but Kaz ducks it! Both men rebound off the ropes and go for superkicks, taking each other out! The ref starts the count!
Both men stir!
They start crawling towards their respective corners!
Zach Davis: Tag to Battle!
Freddy Whoa: Tag to Henson!
The two fly into the ring and start tearing each other to shreds as the crowd pops!
Zach Davis: This is insane!
Freddy Whoa: These two aren't wrestling anymore! They want to kill each other!
Gemini and Henson land blow after blow to each other! Head, neck, chest, arms! It doesnt matter, theyre covering all their bases!
Zach Davis: This is devolving fast!
Gemini lands a hard shot to Henson's head, knocking them back! Each man is in position for a tag!
Gravedigger: Henson tags in Coston!
Coston gets in the match just as Gemini is stumbling up from the blows. Henson runs at Kaz and hits him, knocking him off the apron, as Coston runs at Gemini.
Freddy Whoa: THE SOUND AND THE FURY!
Coston drops Gemini before going for the pin!
Zach Davis: COSTON AND HENSON GET THE WIN!
The bell sounds as Coston rolls out of the ring without even getting his arm raised. He backpeddles up the ramp as Frank Manor joins him.
Gravedigger: Huge victory for Smirkin' Jack Coston here tonight! K.L. Henson as well! The unlikely team of Kaz Mazy and Gemini Battle are not triumphant.
We go to commercial.
We cut backstage to find Dune talking amongst two others whose faces aren’t altogether unfamiliar to us. One belongs to Freeman, the man who’s been playing the part of his mentor since February, and the the other belongs to Pinky, a beautiful young woman whose relations with Dune have been intimate for a few months now. They stand outside a door that reads, “WCF Talent and Personnel Only Beyond This Point,” as Dune addresses his two guests.
Dune: How are your seats?
Pinky: They’re amazing!
Freeman: Damn fine. I could see the beads dripping down your face when Kaz interrupted you and you broke into a cold sweat.
Dune: Haha is that right? Well, shame I didn’t splatter Kaz’s blood across your face, you old bastard.
Freeman: If only you weren’t too afraid of his little minions to do so.
Pinky: Haha shut up, Freeman! I swear, Dune, he’s such a sweetheart when you’re not around…
Dune: Yeah, I’ll bet.
Freeman turns to Pinky.
Freeman: I’m gonna hit the head...wait for me?
Pinky: Sure thing.
Dune: I can’t stay either, need to head back to the locker room. Enjoy the rest of the show, okay? I’ll see you in bit.
Pinky gives him a hug and kisses him on the cheek just above his mask. She clings to his hand lightly as he turns and pulls away, opening the door to the locker room and disappearing behind it as it latches shut. She was proud of him, his broad shoulders held such a weight across them. She was mid daydream when a voice from behind her snapped her straight out.
Voice: Are you lost?
She turned to find an attractive man pimped out in an all-white suit looking on with a smile, a smile she immediately wanted to break a couple of teeth of, the man who had done naught but cause Dune discomfort and annoyance the past two months was now in touching distance.
Pinky: Go away.
Joey Flash grinned and took a step closer, he placed his hand on the wall above her head.
Joey Flash: You didn’t let me finish, check it…are you lost? Because heaven is a long way from here!
Pinky: Are you kidding me with this?
Joey Flash: Darling, would I? Wanna go for a drink some time?
Pinky: I’m happy with Dune, and even if I wasn’t…a white suit? Really?
Joey Flash: What’s wrong with it?
Pinky: Do I have to list every critique I have with your terrible choice of clothing?
Joey Flash: Your boyfriend or whatever wears a fucking flak jacket and a mask, you’re one to talk! Besides, that gold he has round his waist will look so better around mine don’t you think, I’ll give you a better look-
Pinky began to giggle to herself.
Pinky: You can tell him yourself.
Joey wheels round to find himself face to face with the one and only Dune, flanked by Freeman.
Freeman: You made a big mistake here Joe.
Pinky slides past Joseph and traces down Dune’s arm with her hand and flashes a grin at Joey.
Pinky: You seem to be a bit too stupid for my tastes as well.
Finding himself staring into the eyes of the man he had been goading for the past however the fuck long with nowhere to run…
Joey Flash: I seem to be at a bit of an impasse.
Dune: You seem to be about to get your face broken.
Joey held his hands up.
Joey Flash: Whoa whoa, come on man we can talk this out like civilised gentlemen.
Dune: Were you civilised when you attacked my friend Howard, when you attacked Gonzo? No more talk.
Dune balls a fist and raises it; Joey takes a step back and holds his hands up once more.
Joey Flash: Wait, don’t you want to settle this in the ring, let’s be civilised, just wait a bit longer and I promise you’ll have your pound of flesh…what ya say old buddy, old pal? No fighting til the bell rings.
Joey finds himself edging toward the door and freedom; he backs up next to it.
Dune: No fighting til the bell rings, huh? Funny...that’s never a rule you’ve followed before. It seems that only when you ass is backed into a corner do you start to become “civilised.”
Joey Flash: Dune, look, I’m sorry, I -
Dune slams his open palm against the door behind Joey’s head, inciting a huge flinch from Flash before he speaks up in a booming voice.
Dune: Sorry for what, Joey?
Joey Flash: I-I’m sorry for -
Dune: Get on your knees and say it.
Joey Flash: Do what?!
Dune pushes Joey hard against the door.
Dune: Get on your fucking knees and pray I forgive you for this.
A look of fear comes over Joey’s face before one of scorn follows. He subtly smirks at Dune as he gets down on both knees.
Joey Flash: This is how you want it then? Fine. I’m sorry for stepping out of line; for sticking my nose where it didn’t belong. It won’t happen again, Dune...never, ever again.
Dune looks to Pinky, who nods before Dune turns back to Joey.
Dune: Get up, motherfucker.
Joey stands up, checking himself over and wiping the dust off his white outfit. After a moment he stands up straight and exhales deeply. He sticks out his hand for Dune to shake.
Joey Flash: Right then, let’s have a shake and be done with it.
Dune eyes him questioningly, never bothering to even look down at his extended hand. When Joey realizes Dune isn’t going to take the bait, he opts for Plan B. He furrows his brow and looks over Dune’s shoulder.
Joey Flash: Hey...is that ICE Fucking Beckman?!
Dune turns his head around, realizing his mistake in doing so mid-swing. He turns back to Joey just in time to catch a sharp backhanded slap across his exposed cheek. Bright colors blind Dune’s sight as he reaches out to grab Joey, but Flash slips under his grasp and evades Freeman’s as well, spinning before dashing off down the hall. Dune doesn’t give chase but instead glares at his back as he watches him flee. He disappears around the corner as his cheek continues to redden.
DING DING DING!
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The lights in the arena begin to flash on and off as 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing over the giant new Slam-tron video screen. Angel Fyre exits from the back wearing a black satin evening dress that left nothing to the imagination. Night Rider followed in his black leather jacket, trunks, and boots.
Kyle Steel: First, from Chicago, weighing in at 340 pounds… NIIIGHT RIIIIIIIDER!!!!
He strolls towards the ring and makes a stop at the announcers table. After grabbing a microphone he jumps into the ring and the four corner posts explode with pyrotechnics.
Night Rider: Well, well, well. I look around here and I see the same old nasty @$$ faces that I see everywhere else. Your nothing but a bunch of fat, out of shape losers spending your kids welfare money to come and see me! That's the reason you are all here. To see the beast they call Night Rider. F#c# all of you. Have fun watching as I beat the $h!t out of another loser just like yourselves.
Gravedigger: What an asshole.
"Swamped" by Lacuna Coil starts playing as Synn makes his way to the ring.
Kyle Steel: Introducing his partner, from Birmingham, Alabama, weighing in at 260 pounds… SYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYNN!!!!
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 at the crowd. He floats regally down the aisle bathing in the atmosphere and stopping to shake the hand of anyone who desires it.
He circles the ring not once, but twice. Delaying his entrance and the match even further riling the crowd before sliding into the ring and sitting down in one of the ring corners staring at his future foe with both apathy and disgust.
Kyle Steel: Introducing their opponents, first, from Bronx, New York, weighing in at 220 pounds… JOOOOOEEEEEYYYY FLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!!
Zach Davis: I hate Joey Flash.
Freddy Whoa: Who doesn’t?
"Never Gonna Stop" hits the PA system as the arena begins to fill with smoke. Them vocals smash the speakers as the spot light is shown ZMAC whose stand out in the middle section of the area. He begins to walk down towards the ring then gets body surfed down to the crowd barrier. He hops the barrier and slides into the ring. The Honey Badger has arrived.
Kyle Steel: And his partner… ZOMBIIIIEEEE MCMOOOOOORRIIIIIIIIS!!!
DING DING DING!
Joey Flash and Night Rider start the match with a lock-up! Night Rider hits a knee on Flash’s belly followed by a huge Clothesline. He gets Joey up… Body Slam!
Gravedigger: What an impact!
Night Rider tags with Synn and holds Joey. Synn enters the ring… Spinning Lariat Clothesline! Cover!
Flash lifts his shoulder! He gets Flash up, goes behind him… Modified Dragon sleeper submission!
Zach Davis: Joey Flash is in a tough position!
Flash manages to reverse the maneuver and both men get up. Flash hits a kick on Synn’s belly… Implant DDT! Cover.
Synn kicks out! Flash starts an Armbar. He holds it for a few seconds but goes near his corner and tags with McMorris. He enters the ring… He’s stomping Synn while Flash performs an Armbar!
Freddy Whoa: Nice teamwork. McMorris and Flash taking control now!
Zombie gets Synn up… Scoop Slam! He grabs his opponent’s leg… Single Leg Crab! Synn screams in pain and crawls to the ropes, reaching it. The referee tells Zombie to break the maneuver but he holds it until the limit count. He gets Synn up, lifts him… Snap Suplex! And tag made with Flash again.
Gravedigger: Flash gets Synn on his feet, lifts him up… Belly to Belly Suplex!
Synn however manages to hit some elbow strikes on Flash’s belly and applies a Fisherman Brainbuster!
Zach Davis: This is the chance for Synn to make the tag!
Synn does it! Night Rider enters the ring and Flash tags with Zombie McMorris. Rider runs towards Zombie… Big Boot by McMorris! He gets him up… Sidewalk Slam! Cover.
Night Rider kicks out! And McMorris gets him up again, pushes him into the ropes… Forearm Smash by Night Rider! What a counter move! Rider gets his opponent on his feet… Chokeslam! Cover!
Freddy Whoa: McMorris lifts his shoulder somehow!
Rider tags with Synn, sends McMorris to the ropes… Synn with a Tornado DDT while Zombie was running!
Gravedigger: Great offensive by Terry Roberts!
Joey Flash however intervenes and starts to punch Synn really hard and knocks him out. Rider runs… Irish Whip on Flash against the corner! And he hits some chops on Joey’s chest! McMorris gets on his feet, goes behind Night Rider…
Zach Davis: FALCON PUNCH ON NIGHT RIDER!!! HE ROLLS TO OUTSIDE THE RING!
Zombie McMorris climbs to the turnbuckle while Synn is down, jumps… Flying Fist Drop! And he stomps Synn’s face! McMorris is gaining power… He is waiting for Terry Roberts to get up…
Freddy Whoa: He is lifting Synn! He is going for the Axe Wound!
Synn reverses it with a Green Mist out of nowhere! McMorris falls on the ground temporarily blind. Synn starts a Figure four sleeper hold!
Gravedigger: This may end right here, McMorris has no escape!
McMorris starts to fade away. He is almost unconscious. But Flash enters the ring again and lifts Synn! Belly to Back Suplex! The referee sends Flash to his corner again. Both men down!
Zach Davis: Meanwhile, Night Rider is back on his corner, still damaged by that Falcon Punch.
Synn and McMorris get up slowly at the same time and trade punches. Synn gets the advantage, pushes McMorris to the ropes… Spinning Lariat Clothesline! And he grabs McMorris’ head… Dragonslayer! He tags with Night Rider.
Freddy Whoa: Night Rider comes angry! He wants revenge!
Night Rider gets McMorris up… END OF TIMES! COVER!
NO! Joey Flash stomps Rider, breaking the pin! He gets Rider up… Swinging Neckbreaker! He quickly runs to the ropes asking McMorris for the tag!
Gravedigger: Zombie crawls to his corner… TAG MADE!
Flash runs and stomps Night Rider furiously. He then runs to the corner and hits a strong punch on Synn, leaving him knocked out outside the ring. He gets Night Rider up, pushes him into the corner… Oh! He is punching Night Rider without stopping! Rider falls on the ground, he covers him…
Zach Davis: THIS IS OVER!
Freddy Whoa: NOOOO! NIGHT RIDER LIFTS HIS SHOULDER!
Flash gets angry and applies a Neckbreaker on Night Rider. Synn, however, gets up from outside the ring.
Gravedigger: SHINING WIZARD ON JOEY FLASH! OUT OF NOWHERE!
Synn goes to his corner and him and Zombie McMorris stretch their arms to make the tag. Flash is down and Night Rider tags with Synn. Synn starts a No man’s land on Flash!
Zach Davis: Joey Flash is screaming trying to make the tag with his partner!
Freddy Whoa: He is too far… He’s never going to get out of the submission hold!
Synn pressures Flash even more but he hits some punches on his face and somehow breaks the hold. He gets up…
Gravedigger: Tag made! Here comes McMorris!
McMorris runs and hits a strong punch on Synn. He gets up really quickly but gets hit by a strong Uppercut! Synn tries to recover, gets up with one knee…
Zach Davis: WHAT AN IMPACT! SUPERKICK BY MCMORRIS! COVER!
No! Synn kicks out! McMorris jumps… Senton Splash! He gets his opponent up… WORLD TOUR ’69!!!!
Zach Davis: Look! Night Rider enters the ring!
McMorris realizes it and hits a Dropkick on Rider. He gets him up… Sitout Powerbomb! He gets near Synn… ROLLUP BY SYNN!
Noooo! McMorris kicks out! Zombie gets Synn up… RED MIST! Zombie’s eyes are in pain! Synn lifts his opponent up… Flash interrupts the Freefall Powerbomb with a strong punch on Terry’s face!
Freddy Whoa: Joey Flash is constantly interrupting the match!
Gravedigger: He’s not doing anything illegal, stop being a dick Freddy.
Flash takes Synn down and then gets him up and throws him to outside the ring. Night Rider appears from behind… Flash sends him to outside too! And now Zombie back on his feet, runs to the ropes…
Zach Davis: SUICIDE DIVE WHILE NIGHT RIDER AND SYNN WERE GETTING UP!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Freddy Whoa: Three men down, the legal ones are Zombie McMorris and Synn!
Flash gets McMorris up and puts him inside the ring. He goes near Night Rider trying to damage him but Rider starts to punch Flash in the belly. He lifts him… PILEDRIVER! Joey Flash is knocked out outside the ring!
Gravedigger: Synn enters the ring, Zombie McMorris is up… He fails the Big Boot, Synn runs to the ropes… RUNNING DDT! Cover!
McMorris kicks out and Synn tags with Night Rider. He runs towards Zombie that is down… Leg Drop! He climbs the turnbuckle DIVING ELBOW DROP! COVER!
McMorris gets his shoulder up! Flash is back on his corner. McMorris crawls towards Joey, but Night Rider grabs his leg.
Zach Davis: Night Rider has him..
No!, McMorris kicks him away and makes the tag.
Freddy Whoa: HERE COMES FLASH!
Flash hops into the ring and ducks a Clothesline from Night Rider. Both men turn and Night Rider gets a Belly to Belly. Synn hits the ring next and boom!, Belly to Belly to him. He rolls out of the ring as Night Rider stumbles up...
Gravedigger: SUDDEN FLASH!
Flash drops Night Rider with his vicious punch before dropping down and pinning him.
Zach Davis: Imperium gains the victory!
Flash rolls off of Night Rider and gets to his feet. McMorris gets his arm raised before dropping to the mat and rolling out. Joey Flash continues mocking the crowd after his hard fought match when from out of the crowd behind him comes Adam Young wearing a golf metal spiked shoe.
Freddy Whoa: Adam Young is here!
Joey turns around and gets nailed with a Super Kick with the metal spiked golf shoe from Adam Young. Flash is out cold on the mat and Adam stands over him.
Adam Young: I bet you sign that damn contract now son.
Adam throws a contract down on Flash's body and the crowd erupts.
"The Vengeful One" by Disturbed starts playing as Adam leaves once again threw the crowd.
Zach Davis: Who does Adam Young think he is?, getting involved with Joey Flash?
Gravedigger: Adam Young has defeated Corey Black, Zach. Don't count him out.
Flash rolls out of the ring, angry, as we go to commercial.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match this evening is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from The city of angels Los Angeles, California. Standing 6'2" and coming in at 236 pounds. He is "The Real Deal" Raymond Hatcher.
We hear "Chariots of Fire" by Faith No More begin to play, after a few chords, we see Raymond Hatcher come walking through the curtain, a big smile plastered across his face. He's wearing a black robe laced with gold trim underneath which are his simple black trunks, kneepads, boots and one elbow pad on his left arm, he also has his hands wrapped in black athletic tape. Hatcher panders to the crowd, none seem too happy about it, his expression seems less than genuine. Hatcher strolls down to the ring at a steady pace. He heads up the ring steps walking out onto the apron while looking out at the crowd. Hatcher gives a little wave, before wiping his feet on the apron and climbing through the ropes into the ring. With the big smirk still smeared across his face, Hatcher steps out to the middle of the ring and gives another half-hearted wave to the crowd. He then heads to his corner and begins disrobing.
Kyle Steel: Introducing next from The darkest, deepest part of a sick man's psyche. Standing 6'5" weighing 305 pounds. He is The monster of madness, the God of Insanity, Oblivion.
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around the jam packed American Airlines Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and some of the crowd is cheering. While, the rest, of the crowd are booing. "Oblivion" by Mastadon begins to play. The blaring guitar begins to play. 13 seconds later the high-hats come through. Seven seconds later the drums are blaring through.
Gravedigger: YES!! Old school Oblivion!! Here we go. This is gonna get nasty!!
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 wearing gray stone colored psuedo-armor. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.
I flew beyond the sun before it was time
There are twelve HUGE muscular individuals on each side of the entrance ramp. They look like as if they were carved out of stone. They are wearing leather armor and they have their left arm across on their chests. They hold, at an angle a long metal spear, at their side. As Oblivion walks down the ramp, The "Monster Troop" roars out...
Monster Troop: AH-WHOO... AH-WHOO... AH-WHOO!!
Each time they roar out, they slam down their spears. The sounds echo throughout the arena.
Freddy Whoa: Whooooooooaa.
Zach Davis: Exactly.
The cameraman gets real close, as Oblivion gives the camera an instant cold hard, but brief stare. Oblivion continues to walk down the ramp. until IT gets to the bottom, of the ramp. The Monster thrusts out IT's massive right arm into the air. Lightning strike fill the American Airlines Arena. Thunder rolls.
Monster Troop: AH-WHOO... AH-WHOO... AH-WHOO!!
Each time they roar out, they slam down their spears. The sounds echo throughout the arena.
Gravedigger: Oblivion means business!!
Zach Davis: There's a different look in the eyes of The Monster.
Freddy Whoa: Scarecrow has brought something evil from deep inside Oblivion.
Gravedigger: God save us all!!
Zach Davis: When Oblivion gets creepy and demonic, there's no stopping The Monster... The God of Insanity!!
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 Monster slowly comes down to the ring. Strobe lights continue to flash. Then the arena slightly shakes, as the sound of thunder continues to rumble and mock lightning continues to flash. The majority, of the crowd, jump.
Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
The music continues to thump out of the arena's speakers, as the screeching, but hypnotic sounds of the guitar comes through, the entire crowd seems to be in a trance and continues to sway along with the music, as some bounce their heads along with the music.
Falling from grace cause I've been away too long
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.
Freddy Whoa: This is going to be one epic battle
Zach Davis: A battle for the ages.
Gravedigger: More than that Zach. Oblivion can't be too happy after the results of Blast, coming off of a loss to Isaiah Chavis.
Freddy Whoa: Hatcher sure seems full of himself after what happened in his tag match with Night Rider at Blast.
Zach Davis: The two of them won their tag match against Celeste and Flash. Hatcher obviously got upset for carrying the match and showed Night Rider just how he felt about it.
Suddenly 'Orion' by Metallica begins playing on the jumbo tron. Night Rider steps out from behind the curtain and slowly makes his way down to the ring area. He shoves a fan out of his seat at ringside and grabs the chair. He places the chair near the ring and sits down.
Gravedigger: It looks like Night Rider wants to have a close up look at this match.
Freddy Whoa: Hatcher seems to be outnumbered here with two members of the Angels of Death.
Zach Davis: Come on, Night Rider is just there to watch the match.
The bell rings starting the match. Oblivion and Hatcher lock up in the center of the ring. Hatcher grabs Oblivion in a headlock and squeezes, cranking it up. Oblivion picks up Hatcher and falls backwards slamming Hatcher to the mat. Oblivion gets up and quickly pulls Hatcher up by the hair. Oblivion whips Hatcher into the ropes. Hatcher ducks a big boot and bounces off the ropes on the other side. Oblivion turns around just in time to catch a running clothesline from Hatcher. Oblivion goes down as Hatcher turns and points towards Night Rider with a big smile on his face. Night Rider just shakes his head as Oblivion clotheslines Hatcher and sends him over the ropes. Hatcher drops to the floor right at Night Riders feet. Night Rider applauds as Oblivion follows Hatcher out and nods at Night Rider. Oblivion picks up Hatcher and throws him back into the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Night Rider just being there seems to be messing with Hatchers mind.
Gravedigger: Hatcher needs to worry about his opponent and not about Night Rider at ringside. Oblivion is not someone to be taken lightly.
Oblivion climbs to the second turnbuckle and jumps off, hitting Hatcher with a flying headbutt. Oblivion with the cover as the referee slides into position.
No, Oblivion pulls Hatcher up and shakes his head.
Oblivion nails Hatcher with a belly to back suplex. Hatcher grabs his back writhing in pain. Oblivion picks Hatcher up again and sends him flying into the turnbuckles. Oblivion follows him in with a splash. Hatcher drops down and rolls out of the ring, falling to the floor below. Oblivion climbs to the top rope as Hatcher makes his way over to the steel railing, using it to get to his feet. Oblivion leaps from the ropes. Hatcher sees him from the corner of his eye and moves out of the way just in time as Oblivion crashes into the railing. Hatcher grabs Oblivion and sends him crashing into the steel steps.
Zach Davis: A last ditch effort there by Hatcher to buy himself some time.
Gravedigger: Hatcher needs to get this match back inside the ring. He won't beat Oblivion by trying to out brawl him.
Hatcher grabs Oblivion and rolls him under the ropes as he climbs to the top rope. Hatcher leaps and catches Oblivion with a knee to the face. Hatcher with the cover.
No, Oblivion gets the shoulder up.
Hatcher picks up Oblivion and executes an airplane spin into a power-bomb. Hatcher with the cover again.
No, Night Rider gets up and places Oblivion's foot on the ropes without the ref seeing it.
Hatcher complains to the ref who looks at Night Rider, now seated back in his chair. Hatcher picks up Oblivion and sends him into the ropes, catching him with a missile drop kick as he comes off. Hatcher with a gutwrench powerbomb as he goes for the cover again.
3 No, Oblivion somehow gets the shoulder up in time.
Hatcher gets in the refs face complaining about a slow count as Oblivion grabs him from behind and rolls him up for the pin. The ref with the count.
3 No, Hatcher kicks out.
Zach Davis: Both of these men are giving it all they have out there.
Gravedigger: Gut check time for both of them right here.
Both competitors appear weary as they get to their feet. Hatcher with an arm-drag take down into arm-bar. Oblivion gets his foot on the ropes and the referee breaks the hold. Hatcher picks up Oblivion and sends him into the ropes Oblivion comes off with a running headbutt dropping Hatcher to the mat. Oblivion with an inverted suplex into a stunner.
Freddy Whoa: Whoaaa, Soultaker, this could be it!
No, Hatcher reverses! The ref is in position.
Zach Davis: Hatcher wins what some may call an upset here.
Gravedigger: Wait, What is Night Rider doing?
Night Rider climbs onto the apron and claps his hands as Hatcher stands up and glares at him. Suddenly Terry Roberts comes out of the crowd and sneaks into the ring. Roberts hits Hatcher with a Dragon Sleeper submission. Hatcher is out of it. Roberts throws Hatcher to the mat as Night Rider climbs over the ropes with the chair in his hands. Roberts holds Hatcher in a sitting position as Night Rider hits Hatcher over the head with the chair. Night Rider takes the chair and places Hatchers leg between the seat and the back. Night Rider climbs to the top rope and is about to leap off when security rushes the ring to restore order.
Scene opens up, as we see Joey Flash open the door to a restroom and enters it, looking around outside of the door, before closing it behind him, audibly locking the door behind him. A few moments later, and the DRG, being led by Gonzo and Bates, come up to the door, as Gonzo pulls out his wallet and removes a lockpicking kit, as Bates says...
Thomas Uriel Bates: You know how to use those things?
Gonzo Murdock: Relax. This door will be a snap...
Two seconds later, and the lock has been compromised, as he says...
Gonzo Murdock: And there it is...
Gonzo puts the lockpick kit back into his wallet, before pulling from his shooting vest a Flashbang grenade. Gonzo then says...
Gonzo Murdock: Cover your ears, close your eyes, keep your mouth slightly open. You guys ready?
Everyone in the roving band of bikers nods, as Gonzo swings the door open, pulls the grenade pin, and tosses it inside of the room, as Gonzo yells inside of the room...
Gonzo Murdock: FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!
Joey Flash: Wha...?
The flashbang goes off, as Joey screams inside of the bathroom. Gonzo rushes in, as the remaining DRG members guard the door, while the sounds of violence can be heard inside of the bathroom. A falling and crashing sound can be heard some more from within, before it goes silent for a little bit. Thomas nods to Gemini, who opens the door to see Gonzo standing over Joey, who looks as if he just got soaked. Gonzo pulls up his zipper, as he says...
Gonzo Murdock: Now, if I want any more lip from you, I'll rattle my zipper. Now you think about that, while I go out here and find a way to wash the stink of you off of me...
Gonzo walks out of the bathroom, as Gemini and Thomas look at the defeated body of Joey Flash. Thomas then says...
Thomas Uriel Bates: This is just the beginning. You tell them that, you hear?
Gonzo Murdock: That's right, bitch! You tell them. Tell them we're coming. TELL THEM WE'RE FUCKING COMING!!! YOU UNDERSTAND FUCKER?!?!?!?
Joey just lays on the floor, as he barely moves in response to the threats. Thomas then lets the door close, as we cut to the next match-up...
"Survival of the Fitest" blares on the PA as Jeff Purse makes his way down to the ring. He rolls in and grabs the mic from the ring announcer to a cheering audience.
Jeff Purse: Ladies and gentleman I would like to introduce to you, THE BEST WCF INTERNET CHAMPION THERE EVER WAS, ALEX RICHARDS!!!
Mysterious Pantheon Theme hits the PA and the fans are on their feet.
Jeff Purse: And his partner, THE GREATEST PEOPLE'S CHAMPION OF ALL TIME, THE FUTURE OF THE WCF, SCARECROW!!!!
Richards and Scarecrow are now walking down the ramp. They roll up on the apron and into the ring as they shake hands with Jeff Purse. He tosses the mic back to Kyle Steele.
Zach Davis: A nice intro from the manager of Pantheon, Jeff Purse.
Gravedigger: Who gives a shit? He is a pussy.
Freddy Whoa: Well...he did beat you Gravedigger...
Gravedigger: Shut up Whoa. I will beat you.
"Master of Puppets" hits the PA as Seth makes his way down to the ring. He hesitates for a moment, remembering that Jeff Purse owes him a little retribution. Shaking it off, though, climbs the stairs and gets in the ring. He takes the mic away from Kyle Steele.
Seth Lerch: Ok then, Jeff, you want to play games? I can play games too. Ladies and gentleman introducing one half of the team that is going to dominate and put Pantheon in their place...
Born in the USA begins to play, as scenes of Gonzo are seen on the big screen executing the Chuck Norris Special on several WCF stars in beat with the song, past and present, on the big screen as smoke starts to fill the ramp area. Gonzo then appears on the top of the ramp, dressed in his usual black longsleeve turtleneck, cargo shorts, and shooting vest with DRG patches on it, to include indication as a "Nomad". The Trios Title is around his waist, and Deuce focuses in on the opponent(s) inside of the ring, before he makes his way to the ring. Once Gonzo gets to the ring, he goes up the ring steps and pulls himself into the ring over the top rope.
Seth Lerch: "GONZO" DEUCE MURDOCK!!!
Once inside the ring, he spins in the middle of the ring, as he takes his shooting jacket off, revealing a black, form-fitting turtleneck. He then pulls the Trios Title off from around his waist, as he raises it up over his head, before handing it to the referee. He then hands the shooting vest to the ring attendant, before awaiting further instructions from the referee.
Seth Lerch: And his partner, The Most Dominate Wrestler In WCF History...
The lights in the arena fade out. After a few suspense filled seconds the words ‘The Dynasty’ appear in bold italic lettering on the jumbotron as the beginning of “300 Violin Orchestra” begins to play. A single spotlight turns on and illuminates the silhouette of a man standing on the stage. As the song begins to speed up, the lights come on revealing Jonny Fly.
Seth Lerch: JONNY FLY!!!!
Fly stands on the stage with his eyes directly fixed on the ring. The jumbotron changes to the words ‘The Most Dominant Wrestler in WCF History.’ The music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Fly. His eyes remain fixed on the ring throughout. Slowly and deliberately he begins to make his way toward the ring. The music picks up one last time and Fly stops at the bottom of the ramp with his eyes still directly fixed on the canvas. He stops and takes a few moment to prepare himself before finally sliding into the ring.
Seth Lerch throws the mic at Jeff and rolls out of the ring. Jeff shakes his head, stepping through the ropes to the mat below.
Zach Davis: It looks like Jeff Purse will be accompanying Crow and Richards, and Seth is going to be at ringside for Fly and Gonzo.
Gravedigger: Jeff should get lost, this is none of his concern.
Freddy Whoa: Ah jeez.
Gonzo and Crow look to be starting the match as Fly and Richards step out the the apron. Gonzo and Crow circle each other as the bell rings and the two tie up in the middle of the ring. Gonzo gets the upper hand and throws Crow, hard, into the corner. Scarecrow hits it pretty hard, as Gonzo comes running toward him looking for a clothesline. Crow ducks it though and runs to the other turnbuckle, Gonzo follows him. Crow runs up the turnbuckle and comes back down on Gonzo.
Freddy Whoa: Scarecrow takes a page out of the Jeff Purse handbook and Takes off the Training Wheels.
Zach Davis: Jeff Purse applauds Scarecrow.
Gravedigger: That move has a dumb name.
Scarecrow drops for the quick pin.
Gonzo kicks out fairly quickly. He pops up real quick, and Scarecrow comes running at him, but Gonzo hits him with a European uppercut that makes Scarecrow double back. Gonzo fires off a couple quick punches and low kicks, fighting Scarecrow into the corner. Gonzo goes to whip Scarecrow, but holds on to him, pulls him back, and throws him into the turnbuckle with a quick belly to belly suplex. Scarecrow hits it hard and falls to the mat, holding onto his back. Gonzo pulls him away from the ropes and pins him.
Gravedigger: A two-count.
Zach Davis: Gonzo goes for another pin.
Indeed, Gonzo pulls Crow back down and pins him again.
Freddy Whoa: Scarecrow kicks out a little quicker this time.
Gonzo pulls him down again.
Zach Davis: Another kickout.
Gonzo sets Scarecrow up for a DDT, but Scarecrow manages to pick Scarecrow up and drop him down with a spinebuster. He starts to fall back and hits the ropes. He reaches over and tags in Alex Richards, and at the same time Gonzo tags in Jonny Fly. Fly explodes off of the apron and charges at Alex, looking for a clothesline. Richards ducks it and on the rebound knocks Fly down with a clothesline. Fly pops up quickly though, but Alex is on the offensive, running over quickly and hitting Fly with a running big boot. Fly goes down again. Alex picks up Fly and throws him into the corner and follows up with a quick elbow strike. He begins climbing the turnbuckle, taking Jonny Fly with him.
Zach Davis: And what is Alex Richards thinking of here?
Freddy Whoa: He is looking for something big...
Gravedigger: here comes Seth!
Seth runs around. It would seem that Alex Richards is about to powerbomb Fly off of the top rope, it would end it for sure. However, Seth comes and grabs Alex's foot, holding him there, while Gonzo distracts the ref. Jeff however, runs around to where Seth is holding Alex, and grabs his foot, pulling him off the apron. Seth hits the mat hard and Jeff walks back over to his side of the ring, cheering for Pantheon. Alex repositions himself, picking Seth up, going for a huge powerbomb off the top rope...
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! JONNY FLY REVERSES WITH A HURICANRANA!!!
Zach Davis: Both men are down, but Alex Richards looks like he might be dead.
Gravedigger: That was huge.
Jeff Purse begins banging on the ring in support of Alex Richards. Both men begin to stir, but Fly gets up much faster and tags in Gonzo, Richards almost gets to Scarecrow when Gonzo grabs his leg and pulls him back to the middle of the ring. Holding on to the leg, he turns it into a sharpshooter. Alex screams out, reaching out to see if he could grab the ropes, or tag in Scarecrow, but he can't reach either of those things. He yells out in pain as Gonzo applies more pressure. Jeff Purse shouts encouragment from outside the ring at Alex. As Alex begins pulling Gonzo toward the ropes, Seth begins to get up from being pulled down before. Alex crawls even harder toward the ropes, dragging Gonzo. The fans are on their feet. Alex finally reaches out and grabs the ropes. The ref tries to make Gonzo release the hold. He counts to four before Gonzo lets go. Gonzo reaches over and tags in Jonny Fly, who steps in through the middle rope.
Zach Davis: And in comes Jonny Fly.
Jonny Fly picks Alex Richards up and hits him with a DDT. He then hits the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault on the downed Richards. He its the ropes and comes back, dropping his leg down on Alex Richards. Fly picks Richards up and hits him with a harsh spinebuster, and quickly he hits the top rope. Seth begins to cheer, trying to egg the crowd on. However, on the other side, Jeff Purse is getting the fans to chant "RICHARDS RICHARDS RICHARDS". Jonny Fly rolls his eyes and flys off the top rope...ONLY TO HIT CANVASS!!!
Freddy Whoa: RICHARDS ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY OF THE FLYSWATTER!!!
Zach Davis: He needs to make a tag and fast.
Alex tries to do just that, but Fly makes the tag first, and Gonzo hits the ropes and comes back, kicking Richards right in the chest. Richards goes down, and Gonzo begins to stomp on him. He picks Alex up and brings him right back down with a quick DDT. Another. Another. Another. Four DDT's in a row, and Gonzo goes for the pin.
Richards kicks out and Gonzo shakes his head. He has had enough. He gets up and just starts to kick Richards in the head. Richards tries to shield it, but Gonzo picks him up and lays him right back down with a Chuck Norris Special. He pins again.
Zach Davis: ALEX RICHARDS JUST WON'T STAY DOWN!
Gonzo pounds the mat. He gets up and continues his phsyical assault on Alex Richards. Fly leans in the corner. Scarecrow and Jeff try to get the crowd behind Alex, but there is not much more they can do. The crowd is booing Gonzo and cheering for Alex. A well placed kick right to the face of Richards busts him open and blood spews out of his head. Jeff jumps up on the apron to stop this, but the ref pushes him back. Seth takes this distraction as a chance to hand Fly a pair of brass knuckles. Fly climbs to the rop rope, Gonzo picks up Alex, and Fly comes off the top, looking to hit Alex with the brass knucks. However, Alex pulls Gonzo in and Fly ends up connecting with Gonzo's head, busting him open and dropping him to the ground.
Zach Davis: HOLY SHIT
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Gravedigger: This is going to be awkward once Gonzo wakes up...
Fly picks Richards up...BUT ALEX GRABS JONNY AND HITS ZIM-QUILA HANGOVER!!! The fans loose their minds. Jeff pounds the apron, Seth grabs his head, and Alex tries to crawl to Scarecrow. Crow is streching, trying to get that tag...Gonzo and Fly both begin to climb up the ropes. Alex makes a diving tag to Scarecrow and Fly and Gonzo both get to their feet. Fly attacks, but Crow ducks it and hits a hip toss. Gonzo comes at him...
Zach Davis: COMA KICK! COMA KICK!
Gonzo falls to the ground as Fly comes running at Scarecrow.
Freddy Whoa: MURDER OF CROWS!!! SCARECROW HITS THE MURDER OF CROWS!!
But Scarecrow doesn't pin Fly, instead, he turns back to Gonzo...
Freddy Whoa: ROADKILL!!!
Zach Davis: HERE IS THE PIN!!
Seth Lerch comes into the ring and pulls Scarecrow off of Gonzo. Jeff Purse has had it with Seth. He slides in the ring and spins Seth around.
Gravedigger: What is this!?
Freddy Whoa: Jeff Purse is arguing with Seth Lerch...
Jeff hits Seth with a Spoke.
Zach Davis: Seth flies through the ropes from the impact!
Jeff follows Seth's body out of the ring. Jonny Fly gets up, Scarecrow gets up...
Fly whips Crow into the corner.
Zach Davis: DISCUS FLY!!!
Gravedigger: Crow is down, this is what I want to see.
Fly jumps up on the turnbuckle...
Freddy Whoa: FLYSWATTER!!!
He does hit it. And the pin...
Flys music hits the PA as Jonny Fly picks up the win!!! Jeff Purse rolls in the ring. He has had enough. He stands behind Fly, warming up his foot. Jonny turns, but Gonzo comes out of nowhere and delivers a Chuck Norris Special right to the face of Jeff, sending him flying back through the ropes, busting him open. Gonzo then turns to Fly, arguing with him about the brass knuckles.
Zach Davis: And Gonzo is pretty upset about that show to the head from Jonny Fly earlier.
Gravedigger: It was a mistake.
Finally, Gonzo, pissed, cracks Jonny with a Chuck Norris Special. Crow and Richards roll in the ring and hit Gonzo with a two corner superkick. Carnage in the ring as Crow and Richards tend to Jeff.
Zach Davis: There are bodies everywhere around the ring right now.
Gravedigger: Including Seth. He is gonna be pretty pissed at Jeff Purse when he wakes up.
Freddy Whoa: Hell of a fight though.
Scarecrow walks backstage from his match, separating from Alex Richards as they start to relax from their match. Scarecrow walks down a hall and turns down a corner, running right into Thomas Uriel Bates. Scarecrow quickly jumps into a stance, prepared to fight, however Bates does not attack. Several other members of the DRG surround Scarecrow, blocking off his escape route.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Don’t worry; we’re not here to jump you.
Scarecrow: What do you want?
Mikey eXtreme steps forward.
Thomas Uriel Bates: You and your Pantheon brothers. You like to interfere in matches. This is a little, encouragement for you to cease such activity.
Mikey plants his fist squarely in Scarecrow’s face, sending the People’s Champion against the wall. Mikey follows through with a kick to Scarecrow’s gut, and throwing him into the opposite wall. Mikey steps forward and delivers a series of punches to Scarecrow’s head.
Scarecrow quickly grabs Mikey’s head, and slams him into the wall. Scarecrow jumps up, turns around, and kicks Mikey in the head. Scarecrow begins punching Mikey repeatedly until Mikey can block the punches and knee him in the gut. Mikey grabs Scarecrow, and faceplants him into the wall, busting the wall and drawing blood. Mike stands, and walks towards Crow, who kicks Mikey in the gut, and sends him into a push cart, busting Mikey open.
Both men stand up, fists balled up, ready to continue the fight. The massive hand of Thomas Uriel Bates lands gently on Mikey’s shoulder.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Time’s up.
Mikey nods, and the DRG begin to back away. Scarecrow begins to yell towards Bates.
Scarecrow: Bates... you have no idea what you’ve done! NO FUCKING IDEA! You’re a fucking fool! I want you to remember, Bates... that what happens next? Your world, unravelling, burning? It’s on you. Remember that. It’s ON YOU!
Scarecrow wipes a slither of blood from his lips, snarling as he parts his words.
Scarecrow: Everyone gets what they deserve, Bates. No exceptions. The devil knocks on every door.
Bates turns around and smiles at Scarecrow.
Thomas Uriel Bates: I’ll be waiting.
Bates turns and leaves. Scarecrow wipes more blood from his face as Bates turns the corner, disappearing from view.
The camera cuts to Joey Flash walking through the back, holding his aching head from the fight with Deuce. He hardly notices the man walking behind him, walking at a quickening pace to catch up. The man's hand taps Flash on the shoulder, and Flash turns angrily.
Joey Flash: What the fuck do you w-
Howard Black's fist smashes across Joey's jaw, knocking him off his feet and onto the ground. Howard stands over Joey's unconscious form, sneering down at him.
Howard Black: Fucking pussy.
Howard turns and walks out of the frame, the camera staying on Flash who just begins to regain consciousness.
Zach Davis: First Adam Young, then Gonzo Murdock, now Howard Black.... Joey Flash sure can't catch a break tonight.
Kyle Steel: The following matchup is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership for the WCF Television Championship title. Making his way to the ring...
"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.
Gravedigger: And there he is,the “King of All Wrestlers”,“The Avenger”,“The Ghost of Tokyo”,“The Human Horror Show”! This is going to be one match that will go down in the record books as one of the greatest matches in WCF history!
Zach Davis: This should be a match for all to remember. Corey Black versus the DRG MC WCF chapter president—Thomas Uriel Bates.
Kyle Steel: From the Dethfort,weighing in at 212 pounds,Corey Black!
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.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent...
The loud sound of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle blares over the PA system. It soon fades,and is replaced with "Midnight Rider" by the Allman Brothers Band as the titron begins showing clips of the Dark Riders Gang MC riding in columns with Bates at the lead.
Kyle Steel: From Memphis,Tennessee, weighing 430 pounds,he is the WCF Television Champion... Thomas Uriel Bates!
Thomas Uriel Bates steps out on the stage and begins walking towards the ring with a focused look. The titron shows the motorcycle images replaced with images of Bates fighting in the ring,highlighting his power moves from his previous matches, ending with Bates throwing Gemini Battle thirty feet in the air and into the fifth row of the crowd. As he continues towards the ring, Corey slides out,and meets him halfway up the ramp as they both start exchanging punches.
Freddy Whoa: Corey Black doesn’t want to wait! He wants to fight!
The two men exchange blows for a moment, before Corey ducks under one of Bates's punches,and comes up behind,sending his foot into Bates' hamstring. Bates stumbles slightly,and Corey takes advantage,using a push kick to send Bates sprawling into the barricade.
Gravedigger: Oh man! That barricade almost gave way under the weight of TUB!
Night Rider, Terry Roberts, John Gable, Oblivion, Vengeance, and Diablo all walk out from behind the curtains as the match begins to get underway. They surround the ring and watch as the action goes on.
Zach Davis: This match hasn’t even began and we have a fight on our hands!
Corey grabs Bates' arm,and tries to whip him towards the ring,but Bates switches up and pulls Corey back catching Corey in a scoop slam and slams Corey Black down on the entrance ramp. TUB wipes his hand across his mouth. He takes his DRG MC jacket off as Corey begins to roll toward the ring holding his back in pain.
Zach Davis: These guys need to get into the ring. The referee is just standing there not saying a word to either of these guys.
Gravedigger: Because the referee knows better. This is not to be a match. This is a fight. This is what makes the WCF what it is. No mercy. No holding back. It’s about time that the WCF pushes higher and higher every week. Corey Black knows this. Bates knows this.
Bates follows behind Corey and Corey kicks the man’s leg and pushes to his feet. Corey attempts another irish whip,but Bates reverses it and sends Corey back first into the ring apron. Bates grabs Corey and lifts him up to roll him into the ring. As Corey gets to his feet,Bates grabs the middle rope and pulls himself onto the ring apron. Corey runs at Bates and delivers a high knee to Bates’ sternum. Bates drops to the ringside floor holding his chest as Corey taunts the man and mocks him.
Zach Davis: Corey Black is showing some aggression here tonight!
Freddy Whoa: And as Bates is getting back to his feet,what else do we have coming once this match begins?Are we even going to have a match?
The ref finally steps in and directs Corey Black to the opposite side of the ring as Bates begins to climb up the steel steps. He steps over the top rope and enters the ring as the referee calls for the bell to finally start the match.
Gravedigger: And this match is finally underway.
Corey and Bates circle around in the ring before they get back at it. Bates goes for a collar and elbow tie up,but Corey ducks underneath and kicks Bates’thigh. He repeats it twice more before jumping on the man’s back and delivering a hard elbow shot to the back of Bates’skull. Bates staggers holding the back of his head. Corey comes up from behind Bates attempts an irish whip again,this time successful as Bates bounces against the ropes. Bates comes off the ropes attempting to hit Corey with the Bates’Boot early.
Gravedigger: Corey Black ducks it! Corey off the ropes! Corey running lariat! Bates doesn’t go down! He staggers! Corey again! Bates won’t go down!
Corey bounces off the ropes for a third time, but this time Bates catches him and hits a belly to belly suplex instead. Both men are slow to their feet,but Bates more so due to his size as Corey uses the ropes to pull himself up quicker. Once again,Corey and Bates are where they left off as they circle each other in the ring once more.
Zach Davis: Who will get the upper hand? Corey Black with speed against the power of Thomas Uriel Bates. Here we go!
Just as Corey Black and Bates are about to tie up,Bates cuts Corey off short with a kick to the mid-section. Bates hits Corey with a hard clubbing forearm to the back and second one as Corey goes down to his knees on the second shot.
Gravedigger: Back and forth! This match is already showing that it’s going to be one of those we remember for a very long time.
Freddy Whoa: This match could end up going on after we go off the air and still have no winner.
Zach Davis: That could very well be the case, Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Bates just stomped on the middle of the back across the spine of Corey Black.
Bates backs away,uses the ropes as Corey Black begins to get back up to his knees. Bates hits Corey with a big boot to the face. He goes down for the quick cover.
Gravedigger: No! Corey kicks out. That was a big,giant of a boot sammich.
Freddy Whoa: Talk about a big meal! Not a pleasant taste getting that rubber sole to the lips.
Corey is holding his mouth. He rolls toward the ropes and lays beneath the bottom rope as Bates stands up again. Corey sees him coming and escapes the ring to the outside. Bates doesn’t hesitate to follow.
Gravedigger: Back to the outside here. The referee yelling at these guys to keep it in the ring. I don’t think either one of them cares what he has to say.
Zach Davis: Their focus is on each other. Nothing else matters here tonight. I don’t think even the TV championship matters right at this second. It won’t matter until one of these guys has his arm raised.
Corey walks around the ring post with Bates in pursuit. Corey Black turns around suddenly and gives the big man a huge knife edge chop to the chest.
Again Corey chops at the big man’s chest. The sound echoes throughout the arena. Bates shoves Corey into the barricade.
Gravedigger: Half way to 10 here guys! Might want to get back in the ring before the double count out.
Corey Black ducks under the arm of Bates as Bates tries to clobber him with an overhand slap. Bates slaps the barricade with his hand. Corey gets behind Bates and Bates turns around only to get another kick to the gut.
Corey pulls Bates’by the back of the head and slams Bates into the ring post head first.
Gravedigger: Oh man! They could hear that all the way up to Jupiter!
Freddy Whoa: Jupiter?
Gravedigger: What?Did you get offended that I didn’t say Uranus?
Corey Black slides into the ring and then back out to the outside,forcing the referee to restart the count. The referee looks irritated with Corey,but restarts the count anyway. Bates is using the apron to keep himself up on his feet as Corey Black backs up a bit and measures Bates up a little bit before charging at the man.
Corey goes to kick Bates in the back to slam him into the ringpost once more,but Bates moves out of the way causing Corey’s leg to go around the ring post,racking himself in the process. Corey is stuck with his leg hanging off the other side.
Gravedigger: Not to plagiarize or anything but I think Corey Black is thinking one thing, right now.
Freddy Whoa: What’s that?
Gravedigger: Ever seen The Longest Yard?He was like,‘Oh man! My balls!’
Bates grabs the vulnerable leg of Corey Black and slams it down on the ring apron. Again causing Corey to be racked by the ringpost.
Bates does it a second time and then shoves Corey’s leg back from where it came causing Corey to hit the floor.
Ref: --6! Get back in the ring guys!
Bates looks up at the ref and goes to pick up Corey. He rolls Corey into the ring. Corey, though in pain after being racked a couple times by the ringpost thanks to Bates’gets up to his feet as Bates rolls into the ring and Corey is right there.
Gravedigger: Corey! Pain and gain! Here he comes pounding away on Bates!
Corey then bounces off the ropes and hits Bates’between the eyes with a big drop kick. Corey covers.
Bates kicks out by pushing up,and sending the smaller man flying.
Gravedigger: Bates kicks out! Wow! What power!
Bates slowly gets to his feet as Corey goes for a Yakuza kick,but Bates catches his foot,and pushes up,sending Corey to his back using just pure strength. Bates gets the rest of the way up to his feet,and pulls Corey up by his hair. Corey stomps on the big man’s foot,but Bates just whips Corey across the ring into the corner. Bates follows and hits Corey with a big clothesline. Bates runs to the ropes as Corey staggers our of the corner.
Zach Davis: Bates off the ropes! Shoulder block! Corey goes down hard!
Bates grabs Corey and picks him up to his feet. Bates whips Corey into the ropes and ducks a lariat. Corey bounces off the other side as Bates turns. With perfect timing, Bates lifts Corey up onto his shoulders settling him for an Alabama Slam,but Corey is able to wiggle out,and goes for a sunset flip. As he is trying to get Bates down,Bates goes nowhere,and instead grabs Corey by the head,and lifts him up from the mat between his feet. Thinking quickly,the moment Corey’s feet are on the mat again, he jumps,catching Bates on the side of the head with an Enziguiri! Bates falls to his knees,and Corey grabs him,dropping him down with a DDT. He goes for the cover again.
NO! Bates gets his shoulder off the mat. Corey is quick to his feet and up to the top rope. Bates gets to his feet.
Gravedigger: Corey Black going high risk!
Bates turns and goes for Corey,intending to throw him off the top rope,but Corey is able to jump off the turnbuckle and gives Bates a mule kick to the back. Bates hits the corner and Corey goes to the opposite corner waiting for Bates to turn around. As Bates turns around in the corner,Corey rushes and hits Bates with a knee to the face and goes for a bulldog.
Zach Davis: Oh! The power of Bates proving useful! He just threw Corey Black off to avoid that bulldog out of the corner.
Corey Black gets to his feet quick,Bates charges,but Corey jumps up with a big boot to Bates’face. The impact causes Corey to land on the mat hard as well and the ref sees both men are down and begins the count.
Ref: 1--- 2--- 3--- 4--- 5---
Corey is the first up to his feet,and he goes to grab Bates,who is getting up as well and staggering a bit. As Corey turns Bates around, Bates grabs him,turns,and tosses him with an overhead belly to belly suplex as Corey Black flies over the top rope to the outside.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!!
The referee gets in Bates’face and starts yelling at him for the dangerous move. Bates uses his arm and moves the referee out of his way as he goes back outside the ring. Bates grabs a handful of Corey’s hair. He lifts Corey to his feet and pushes Corey back against the barricade. He looks over his shoulder toward the announcers table.
Zach Davis: I don’t like the look in his eye! He’s not thinking!
Gravedigger: I think he is! I think he’s thinking about putting Corey Black through our table!
Before Bates can begin pulling Corey toward the table the ref hops out of the ring and gets in front of Bates causing Bates to separate from Corey. Bates turns his back as he looks down at the ref who is yelling at him to bring the match back to the ring. Corey sees only Bates and shoves Bates hard. Bates collides with the ref and ref hits the ring apron with the back of his head and falls to the floor unconscious. Bates looks down at the ref and then turns around. Corey rakes the man’s eyes.
Freddy Whoa: Rake to the eyes! Not normal technique from Corey Black! But then again this is no ordinary match for either of these guys.
Zach Davis: Corey Black with another kick to the mid-section! He locks Bates’head is this going to be a DDT!
Corey pulls Bates back,he slowly climbs up onto the barricade into a sitting position. Slowly again he begins to stand forcing Bates to get up onto the barricade as well.
Zach Davis: NO! The barricade is going to cave under the weight of these two guys!
Corey has Bates standing on the barricade now and then raises an arm in the air. The fans cheer and then Corey drops hitting the ringside floor causing Bates’to hit the barricade head first in a form of a DDT.
Zach Davis: OH THE AGRESSION!!! BATES JUST GOT DDTed ON THE BARRICADE!!!
Gravedigger: That could cause a concussion for sure!
Corey gets to his feet. He slowly rolls into the ring holding his back as he stands up again. He waits for a moment before he gets back out and goes after Bates again. This time he picks the big man up,and tries to Irish whip the big man into the barricade,but Bates pulls the smaller man back and lifts him up into a Military Press. He benches him once and then tosses him over the top rope back into the ring. Corey hits the mat hard.
Gravedigger: Geez! At least were heading back into the ring. But,I don’t think it matters so much. The ref is still out on the floor.
Bates climbs back into the ring and goes after Corey. He tosses Corey into the corner and follows. He goes for a clothesline in the corner,but Corey gets out of the way. Bates staggers out of the corner backwards and Corey hits Bates with a chop block to the back of Bates’left knee. Bates goes down on his knees and Corey runs to the ropes once more. He bounces off and goes for a super kick. Bates moves his head as Corey’s foot goes right by with his leg on Bates’shoulder. Bates grabs around the waist and begins to stand up. He hoists Corey up into a powerbomb with his 6’9” frame and slams Corey down to the mat.
Gravedigger: Powerbomb! Bates is holding onto the legs as if to pin the man,but there’s no referee!
Zach Davis: The crowd counts to 3 but that doesn’t matter. But,the ref is getting back to his feet here!
From outside the ring the referee calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Gravedigger: What?! What happened?
The referee staggers over to the ring announcer and tells him something. Kyle Steel stands up with a microphone in hand as a referee is also charging down the ramp toward the ring. He quickly runs around the ring toward Kyle Steel and the other referee.
Zach Davis: What’s going on?
Kyle Steel: Ladies and gentlemen! This match was at first going to be ruled Corey Black as the winner by disqualification! However,I have also just been informed that this match must have a winner!
Gravedigger: Oh man! Thank god! That would have been a piss poor way to end this match to be ruled a DQ. This ref needs to be replaced here tonight.
Zach Davis: Apparently that is what is going on as the second referee has just pointed to the referee that started this match and is pointing him to the back.
Bates nods his head. However,the momentary confusion has allowed for Corey Black to get back on his feet as well. The second referee rolls into the ring as a bell rings to restart the match. Corey Black goes after Bates as both men have taken a major beating during the match. The camera catches a glimpse of blood running from the forehead of Bates and a little bit of blood is also flowing from Corey Black’s mouth. The two start exchanging right hands again as they had before the match ever began. Corey goes to chops,causing loud echoes through the arena.
Gravedigger: The massive chest of Thomas Uriel Bates is beet red here from those chops! Blood is flowing! This is amazing! What a match! And it’s not over yet!
Bates hits Corey with a huge knee lift, causing Corey to go down to the mat. Corey gets back up.
Freddy Whoa: FULL NELSON APPLIED!
Zach Davis: THE BADGE!
Corey flies into the air and come sback down, but as he drops-
Gravedigger: SNAD CUTTER! BANG!
Corey drops Bates with an amazing Cutter! He throws his arm over Bates.
NO!, Bates kicks out!
Freddy Whoa: Unbelievable!
Both men lay on the mat, catching their breath. They get to their feet, and Bates is dazed. He swings at Corey, but Corey ducks it.
Zach Davis: Corey has him in the Abdominal Stretch...
Gravedigger: FOR VICTORY OR DEATH!
Corey elbows Bates over and over and over! The ref asks Bates if he wants to give up but Bates refuses!
Freddy Whoa: Come on, Bates! The Television Title isn't worth this!
Bates won't give up! Corey's face gets seriously annoyed as he continuously rams his elbow into Bates' head. Eventually Corey releases the hold but pats his elbow before backing up, letting Bates struggle up once more...
Zach Davis: ROARING ELBOW! ROARING ELBOW FROM COREY BLACK!
Gravedigger: NO! BATES DUCKS IT!
Corey runs at Bates again.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! BATES' BOOT!
Corey's face meets Bates' boot! Corey falls to the mat, as does Bates.
Gravedigger: Both men on the mat now... whoever is going to be able to get up first will very likely be the Television Title number one contender!
The ref begins the count.
Both men begin to stir...
Corey and Bates both roll away from each other, trying to find the strength..
They're each to the ropes, grabbing at them to help them up.
Zach Davis: WHO'S GOING TO GET TO THEIR FEET!?
The ref signals for the bell as the fans begin to boo; both Bates and Black fall back to the mat as soon as they hear it.
Crowd: BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!
The ref whispers to Kyle.
Kyle Steel: This match has been ruled... A NO CONTEST!
Kyle Steel: As a result, the ref has declared that BOTH THOMAS URIEL BATES AND COREY BLACK ARE THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS TO THE TELEVISION TITLE!
The crowd pops for that!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Bates and Black are still struggling to their feet after both suffered severe head trauma.
Zach Davis: Holy crap.
Gravedigger: So that means... Corey Black and Thomas Uriel Bates just tore each other apart, and now they have to do it AGAIN... but with Howard Black too!?
Freddy Whoa: That's right! We've got Corey Black vs Thomas Uriel Bates vs Howard Black on tap, and I can't wait!
All six members of the AoD begin applauding as they make their way back the way they came.
Flynn Lives by Daft Punk hits and the lights go out and a single spotlight hits on Torture who is standing on the top of the stage. Torture is flanked to his left and right by Chris Avery, Ryan Daniels and the seven foot five monster Tank Reaper. They walk down the ramp to a chorus of boos as Torture still holding the Hardcore Championship tightly around his waist.
Zach Davis: Last week Torture defeated Marc Mayhem and is officially our Hardcore Champion.
Gravedigger: It's 2015.. and Torture is holding gold in WCF. Kill us all now.
Torture steps into the ring and grabs a microphone. Team of Torture look out at the crowd and begin telling them to shut up so their leader can speak.
Torture: Five weeks ago I became your officially World Heavyweight Hardcore Champion.
Zach Davis: That's not true folks, we don't even have that title.
Gravedigger: He's Hardcore Champion and he won it last week for those keeping score.
Torture: AND AS your World Heavyweight Hardcore Champion I'm officially out here to defend my Championship.
Zach Davis: Wait - What?!
Torture: I heard the other Champions bicker and argue like a bunch of autistic kids on a short school bus and I'm not here to bore you with details of the retarded and slow. No, my friends, I'm here to be YOUR fighting Champion! I'm here to fight with honor and I'm here to defend my World Heavyweight Hardcore Championship.. right here.. right now!
Crowd pops just for the simple fact that Torture may lose the Championship. As that is happening, Team of Torture step out of the ring and a group of twenty or so men come down the ramp.
Zach Davis: I'm being told this is a 20 man battle royal... the winner gets a shot at the Hardcore Championship immediately following the battle royal!
Team of Torture all stand on the outside of the ring. Torture is smiling acting extra douchey of course.
Gravedigger: Wait a minute! I know those guys! Are you kidding me!? This isn't legit! This is a sad, lame battle royal.
The crowd kind of pops as the bell rings and Gonz0 and Cheeba hook up! Berg hits a dropkick sending Androk over the top rope! Hardkore grabs TJ and throws him over the top rope! Lawnchair and ABK grab Creamy and throw him over! Creamy crashes at the feet of Torture. Tort spits on him.
Zach Davis: Well, I've.. only heard of these guys.. And what the hell is an Apple Pie doing in the ring?
Gravedigger: This is terrible, Zach. Terrible.
The Apple Pie gets eaten by Cheeba. Deathweed, Loki and White Zombie go flying over the top rope as Gonz0 dumps em out! Dragula, Snake Eyes and Cinder go over the top rope from Cheeba! Torture spits on them as well.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa man, so I google'd some of these guys.. they're from an old company man! These guys are like.. legends.
Gravedigger: Were. They're nobodies now.
Cheeba and Gonz0 hook back up and ABK throws over Lawnchair! Hardkore jumps off the top rope but he's dumped over! Berg goes over! Gonz0 is thrown over the top rope, but he slides back in as his feet didn't hit the ground and shoves Cheeba over the top rope! The bell sounds and the crowd kind of pops and Gonz0 wins!
Zach Davis: Gonz0 is the winner of the Battle Royal- WAIT!
Torture slides into the ring and hits a Tortures Device. He pins and the ref slides in.
Torture stands up and ToT slide in. Torture is declared the winner.
Kyle Steel: AND YOUR WINNER!...
Ryan Daniels whispers something into the ear of Kyle.
Kyle Steel: Sigh. YOUR WINNER... AND STILL WCF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT HARDCORE CHAMPION... TORTURE!
The crowd boos like crazy.
Zach Davis: Gonz0 didn't even have a chance! The match was RIGHT after he won #1 contender!
Gravedigger: I think it was a nod to Gonz0 vs Torture from over ten years ago!
Zach Davis: No idea what you're talking about.
Torture grabs Gonzo and throws his ass over the top rope and then grabs a microphone.
Torture: You see that?! You see this shit?! I'm dominant! I'm the greatest! I'm a god damn GOD in Wrestling Championship Federation! You think Howard McWhatsHisName is going to beat opponents that quickly? You see Sand Dune defending his Championship on Slam!? You see..
Torture leans over to Chris Avery. Avery whispers something in his ear.
Torture: You think.. wait..
Tort turns his attention to Chris.
Torture: His name is Scarecrow? For real?
Torture: My name is Torture, eh..
Tort then gets back into his mean-promo-voice.
Torture: You think Scarecrow is just defending his Championship on every Slam?? I created that belt! I'm the greatest Champion in WCF right now! I'm a billion times better than all these Champions! I'm the greatest of all time! I'm Torture! THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT HARDCORE CHAMPION!
Torture:.. So saying that, I should probably fill you in on a little, tiny, teeny-weeny announcement. You see, in my contract it states if I was to ever win a Championship title belt in two thousand and fifteen, I would only have to defend that Championship one time within a four week period!
Zach Davis: What is this?!
Torture: What I'm telling you, is that since I just defended my World Heavyweight Hardcore Championship belt right now against that giant piece of backstabbing shit Gonz0, I'm now in vacation mode for four weeks! Buwahaah! I'm not going to be in the Ultimate Showdown match because I'm Torture and I can do whatever the hell I want!
Gravedigger: Wait, what?! WCF and Lerch is okay with this?! Torture doesn't have to defend his belt in Ultimate Showdown?
Zach Davis: This.. that.. that bastard! This is.. what the hell is going on?
Freddy Whoa: Whooaa, peeps gon' be mad at that, bro.
Gravedigger: Yeah! So Torture not only gets a Hardcore title match, but now he doesn't have to defend his title in one of the biggest Championship maches in WCF history?!
Tortures music hits and Team of Torture high five and laugh as they exit the ring.
Zach Davis: Are there lawyers that can get involved? Torture has to be in that match! This is bullshit!
Gravedigger: I'm so sick of him getting anything and everything he wants.
Zach Davis: He's got some sort of protection on him, I'll say that.
As the lights in the arena go out, "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains begins to blare over the crowd. A flash of light shoots towards the center of the ring and you can make out the shape of Freakshow. The arena stays blanketed in darkness until a red light hits the stage, a light fog begins to drift out and engulf the stage. Mikey eXtreme walks out as "lightning" begins to crash into the stage.
Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL and it is the Ultimate Showdown Match Wildcard Spot!
Freakshow, who appeared to be in the ring just moments ago is now slowly following Mikey to the ring. Mikey does not make eye contact with anyone in the crowd and ignores their requests for any interaction.
Zach Davis: We should stress that this match is not for a spot in the Ultimate Showdown Match. Whoever wins this match will be placed in Ultimate Showdown if for some reason one of the other competitors is forced to pull out of the match.
Freddy Whoa: Man whoever wins is going to need to be on top of their game and ready to go. Ultimate Showdown has never been an easy match, but this year it looks to be the toughest to win in history. Just talent out the wazoo from top to bottom.
Mikey slides into the ring and rolls to the corner where he sits, leaning against the bottom rope. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at the stage where Mikey's opponent will be entering from.
Kyle Steel: And introducing his opponent...
"Over and Under" by Egypt Central hits the P.A. system and green lights strobe in random places throughout the crowd in time with the guitar. A thin layer of fog floats across the stage, and Jay Omega struts out to the top of the ramp.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, from the Imperial Isle of Maritopia... JAY OMEGA!
Omega stands on the stage for a moment with his arms spread and a cocky smirk on his face, then casually makes his way down the ramp, crossing back and forth to slap hands with fans. At ringside Jay hops up onto the apron, then vaults over the ropes before crossing the ring and climbing up to the second turnbuckle. Omega poses for the crowd amidst a flickering strobe effect from thousands of camera phone flashbulbs until Extreme charges the corner and nails him with a forearm to the back.
Zach Davis: Hey!
Omega drops down from the turnbuckle as Extreme continues to hit him with forearms to the back of the neck and head.
Zach Davis: Well it looks like Extreme doesn't want to wait for the bell!
The referee tries to get between Omega and Extreme but gets shoved aside for his effort. Extreme grabs Omega and throws him shoulder first between the turnbuckles and into the steel post. Extreme pulls him out and then throws him into it a second time. Omega falls to the mat and Extreme gets in a few kicks to the arm before the referee is able to shove him away. Extreme falls back to his corner, grinning from ear to ear as the referee checks on Omega.
Freddy Whoa: Could this match be over before it even begins?
Zach Davis: Even if Jay can still go, what kind of shape is his arm in now?
Omega is pulling himself to his feet as the referee checks on him. Omega adament that he wants to continue, even as he winces at the slightest touch of his shoulder. The referee looking unsure but Omega yells for him to ring the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Gravedigger: Welp! Here we go!
Extreme comes out of his corner and tries to go right back on the attack with right hands. Omega blocks them with his bad arm out of instinct and instantly winces from the pain. Extreme grabs the bad arm and spins Omega around, putting him in a hammerlock. Omega shaking his head at the referee as he tries to break free.
Zach Davis: Man this hold hurts even when your arm is fresh. Omega must be in a world of pain right now.
Extreme torques on the arm of Omega as he forces him down to one knee. Omega still refusing to give in as Extreme tries to shove him down onto his stomach. Omega not going down as he fires back an elbow with his free arm. Extreme avoids the elbow but Omega is able to roll forward and get his arm free. Extreme on the mat with Omega on top of him and Omega hits him with an elbow full force to the face. Omega now with repeated elbows to the face to the point that blood is dripping from Extreme's face.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Someone's been training with Corey Black I see.
Omega forcing Extreme's shoulders to the mat as he sprawls out on top of him for the pin attempt.
Zach Davis: And it's Extreme shoving Omega off after a one count!
Extreme rolls over onto his stomach and tries to crawl away but Omega pulls him back. Omega trying for a crossface but Extreme yanks on his bad arm and Omega has to roll away. Extreme scurries toward the ropes and pulls himself up. Omega pushing himself up and Extreme runs before hitting him with a dropkick to the side of the body.
Freddy Whoa: eXtinguished!
Omega trying to get back up as Extreme readies up for a superkick. Omega sitting up on his knees and Extreme fires one off. Omega ducks it and pops up behind Extreme. Omega with the rear waistlock and he goes for a German Suplex. He gets Extreme up but Extreme gets loose and lands on his feet. Extreme spins Omega around and fires off a superkick.
Zach Davis: X Marks The Spot!
But Omega catches him by the boot! Omega pulls him in and hits a capture suplex. Omega for the pin.
Zach Davis: Extreme with the kickout at one and a half!
Omega sits up, shaking out the pain in his arm as he glares down at Extreme. Omega now rolling out of the ring and he lifts up the apron.
Freddy Whoa: And this match is of course No Disqualifications so anything Omega finds under the ring is fair game.
Zach Davis: And there's a lot of things under that ring that hurt!
Omega pulls out a chair and tosses it to the side before he grabs hold of a table. Omega pulling it out as Extreme pushes himself up to his feet. Omega gets the table out from under the ring and Extreme hits the ropes. Extreme racing across the ring and he launches himself over the top rope with a somersault senton into the table, knocking Omega back against the barricade.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Omega falls to the ground with the table on top of him. Extreme, holding onto his back, climbs up onto the apron. Extreme with a double foot stomp onto the table as the crowd winces.
Zach Davis: There is a person under that table!
Extreme pulls the table off of Omega and goes for the pin attempt. But the referee isn't counting.
Freddy Whoa: This match is indeed No Disqualifications but the pin has to happen inside the ring!
Extreme cursing himself out for forgetting the rules as he gets to his feet. Extreme grabs Omega by the head and pulls him to his feet. Extreme leading Omega over to the apron and he shoves him in under the bottom rope. Extreme slides in after him and hooks the leg for the pin.
Zach Davis: Omega kicked out!
Freddy Whoa: How the hell did he manage that?!
Extreme loudly cursing the referee as he gets back up, pulling Omega up with him. Extreme calling for the eXplosion.
Gravedigger: THERE IT IS!
NO!, as Omega flips he is able to grab onto the ropes and hits the apron outside the ring. eXtreme runs at him but Omega hits him with a forearm. He then grabs eXtreme....
Zach Davis: What is he going for here?
SUPLEX TO THE OUTSIDE!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! OMEGA SUPLEXES EXTREME OUTSIDE THE RING!
eXtreme hits the mat outside! Omega turns towards him and as Mikey gets up, Omega jumps off the apron.
Zach Davis: Missile Dropkick!
Omega lifts eXtreme up and throws him into the ring steps with a sickening thud. The crowd ooh's as he hits and clutches his back in pain. eXtreme stumbles forward and Omega executes a Spinebuster!
Gravedigger: DAMN! Mikey eXtreme driven into the cold, hard concrete!
Omega lifts eXtreme up and goes to throw him back into the ring but Mikey stops him and elbows himself away. Omega runs at Mikey.
Freddy Whoa: SUPERKICK! X MARKS THE SPOT!
Omega seemingly spits out a tooth as he falls down onto the ground. Mikey collapses also.
Zach Davis: Mikey eXtreme isn't called extreme for nothing, guys, and he's facing a former Hardcore Champion, and these guys are giving it their all!
Mikey crawls up to a vertical base using the ring steps. Omega runs at him, but Mikey ducks down and hits a Back Bodydrop!, sending Omega flying over the stairs. Mikey then turns and as Omega gets up, Mikey runs at him, climbs the stairs and jumps, hitting a Cross Bodyblock!
Gravedigger: What a fight we're witnessing here!
Mikey lifts Omega up and goes to throw him into the guardrail, but Omega reverses it, sending Mikey into the guardrail instead! Mikey's back hits it hard and Omega runs at him. Again, Mikey is able to reverse it into a Back Bodydrop, sending Omega flying over. This time Omega lands on his feet and both men turn, facing each other. Omega hits a stiff shot to Mikey's face before Suplexing him over the guardrail and into the crowd!
Freddy Whoa: This fight between Jay Omega and Mikey eXtreme is going into the WCF audience now!
And all of a sudden the bell rings.
Zach Davis: WHAT!?
Gravedigger: COME ON! Let them fight, ref!
Omega and eXtreme are both up and brawling in the audience, not caring about the bell.
Freddy Whoa: But this was a No Disqualification match! This match had consequences! Whoever won got to possibly be entered into Ultimate Showdown, and we've ALREADY had a draw here tonight! Come on!
As Mikey and Jay continue to brawl, Master of Puppets hits.
Gravedigger: Good. Here comes Seth. HE'LL sort this out.
Seth Lerch storms out from the back and down the ramp, keeping an eye on Omega and eXtreme as he does. He slides in and grabs a mic.
Seth Lerch: STOP! STOP!
But they won't. Omega and Mikey keep swinging at one another, having nothing left to lose at this point. They brawl up into the audience and out through the entrances. Most members of the crowd nearby follow them to see what's going on. Those that aren't close by continue listening to Seth.
Seth Lerch: So tonight has been a big night. We've found out that Torture will NOT be competing in the Ultimate Showdown match.
The crowd boos.
Seth Lerch: So, easy enough, the guy that won this match was going to replace him. However, these two jerks decided not to give me a real winner. So Plan A, the Torture Wins The World Title plan... that's out. Plan B, one of these two jokers takes his place... That's out too. So I'm going to have to go with Plan C.
The crowd buzzes.
Zach Davis: We've got some Ultimate Showdown changes?
Seth Lerch: Ultimate Showdown will be an ULTIMATE TEN match. The match will be upped to ten competitors, WCF's ten finest. Torture has already taken himself out of the running. That said, given the ending of this match, Mikey eXtreme and Jay Omega are both in.
The crowd pops.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Gravedigger: Both of these guys are getting into Ultimate Showdown!?
Seth Lerch: So let's look at who we've got. Mikey eXtreme, Jay Omega, Jonny Fly, Kaz Mazy, Alex Richards, Scarecrow, Kaz Mazy, Howard Black, Dune. That's nine. Not a super fun number for match, is it? Especially a match I've dubbed the Ultimate Ten. Which leads me to the next two weeks.
The crowd continues to buzz.
Seth Lerch: Next week, every single belt that is defended in the Ultimate Showdown match will be defended - with the exception of Kaz Mazy's Tag Team Titles of course, since he'll be defending his United States Title. Anyone that LOSES any of those matches will move onto the Ultimate Tenth Battle Royal July 19th. In the Ultimate Tenth Battle Royal, the winner be added to the Ultimate Showdown match, while the three runners up will challenge for the Trios Titles!
The crowd pops!
Seth Lerch: The next few weeks shall be very interesting indeed. See you next week, Champions!
Master of Puppets plays as Seth drops out and heads to the back.
Freddy Whoa: ...WHOA!
Zach Davis: The road to Ultimate Showdown has been laid out, guys! This Showdown will be labeled the Ultimate Ten, and only the ten most elite WCF stars will gain entry!
Gravedigger: But what about next week? That means we've got a WORLD TITLE match!, Zach! We've got a Night of Champions on our hands!
Freddy Whoa: We know we've got Corey Black vs Thomas Uriel Bates vs Howard Black for the Television Title, what other Title matches will we see? We'll find out next week!
Slam fades to black.