Slam opens up to Seth Lerch in his office, with Logan, the World Champion, by his side.
Seth Lerch: I'll say this once, and only once. WCF is for Family.
From the arena, we can hear booing.
Seth Lerch: And Logan is, and always has been, Family.
Logan grins and shifts the Title on his shoulder as Seth continues.
Seth Lerch: By the end of the night - which will be much sooner than you all realize - you'll all understand. You know me. WCF is MY world, and I do what I want; I always have, and I always will. I don't care about any of you -
Seth Lerch: Not the fans, not the roster members..... I don't care about anyone. Anyone but Family.
The fans continue booing as we get started.
Zach Davis: tonight's Slam keeps rolling along, and our next match is sure to be quite interesting indeed!
Freddy Whoa: Cormack MacNeil. CJ Phoenix. Two amazingly talented men in one ring, I can't wait Zach!
"Turn Down For Dum Dee Dum" hits the P.A. Phoenix runs out onto the stage when the beat drops. He stretches his arms out as he looks at the crowd before running down the ramp with his arms stretched out and flames following him on each side until he reaches the end of the ramp. He slides into the ring and runs up one of the turnbuckles. He then does a cross sign with his hands before pointing upward and hopping off the turnbuckle into the ring.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! MAking his way to the ring, from Baton Rouge, Louisiana, weighing in at 205 pounds...CJ PHOEEEENIX!
Zach Davis: A fiery competitor that CJ Phoenix. After a few losses these past few weeks a win here tonight could give him some much needed momentum!
The drone of the pipes fills the air as Cormack MacNeill slowly walks out onto the entrance ramp. He stops and looks around at the raucous cheering crowd. He takes a moment and raises his fist in salute.
As the drums kick in, MacNeill walks slowly down to the ring, stopping at the end of the ramp to eye the ring(his opponent) before climbing up and sliding into the ring. He takes up a position in his corner and uses the ropes to stretch out and warm up.
Kyle Steel: Introducing ....Fighting out of Halifax, Nova Scotia...weighing in at 275lbs...CORMACK MACNEEEEEEEEILL.
Freddy Whoa: The crowd is definitely showing their appreciation for Cormack, who's skirmishes with International Champion Dagvald Riddik have put him right into the fan favorite category.
Zach Davis: What a cunt that Dag Riddik is. What a cunt indeed!
The bell rings, and the first thing CJ does is extend his hand out to Cormack, who eagerly accepts it and shakes CJ's hand before locking up. The crowd are already cheering this match as Cormack takes the early advantage.
Zach Davis: Great show of sportsmanship from these two early on, as can be expected from such fan favorites.
Cormack gets CJ into a simple headlock, which CJ quickly reverses before going for the classic chops to the chest.
Cormack' large chest is able to absorb these chops however, and gives CJ an irish whip into the ropes for his troubles. CJ hits the ropes and as he comes back, gets hit with a power slam! Cormack quickly goes for the elbow drop to keep hiss momentum going.
Zach Davis: Cormack with the early start here, getting a few basic moves in on CJ.
Freddy Whoa: For a guy his size, Cormack is quite quick on his feet, like we're seeing with how fast he's hitting these moves.
Cormack picks CJ up by the neck, expecting to get a few more moves in, but CJ gets to his feet and begins to land a few punches on Cormack. These punches don't hurt Cormack, but merely stun him long enough for CJ to connect with an spinning wheel kick! CJ follow up with an enziguri, sending the stocky lad down to the mat. Cormack now on his back, CJ makes a quick run to the ropes, leaps onto the second rope...and hits the lionsault!
Zach Davis: BEAUTIFUL Lionsault by CJ. Phoenix now has the upperhand here.
Freddy Whoa: CJ is being smart here, he knows he can't lift Cormack so he's going for strikes and aerial maneuvers. Still anyone's game here.
CJ tries going for a regular moonsault to follow the lionsault, yet Cormack quickly gets to his feet and grabs CJ mid-air
Zach Davis: The action is very back and forth here! We got a real barnburner folks!
Freddy Whoa: Wait a minute Zach, what's CJ thinking right here.
As Cormack stumbles to his feet on the outside, CJ begins to feel the crowd's hype, as they raucously begin cheering the Baton Rouge man on.
Zach Davis: Oh shit, I think he's going for it!
Just as soon as Cormack gets to his feet, CJ has already sent himself running to the ropes, and at the last possible moment...TAKES FLIGHT. The crowd. Go. WILD for this!
Zach Davis: PLANCHA DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE! PLANCHA DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE! And both Cormack and CJ are DOWN AND OUT FOLKS!
Freddy Whoa: HOLY WHOA ZACH! DID YOU SEE HOW MUCH AIR CJ JUST GOT!
The ref looks to the outside as both men remain down, and begins the count.
Stanley Moser: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Zach Davis: Oh shit Freddy, is Stanley gonna have to go to the dreaded ten count?
Freddy Whoa: I hope not, this match was just getting good!
Stanley continues to count.
Stanley Moser: FIVE! SIX! SEVEN!
CJ slowly looks like he's going to get to his feet! The crowd erupt in cheers!
Stanley Moser: EIGHT! NINE!
CJ summons all of his strength, and sadly it is not enough, as tumbles back to the ground.
Stanley Moser: TEN! RING THE BELL!
The crowd let out an almost unison "Awwwwwww." As the bell rings.
Kyle Steel: This match, as a result of a double count out, has been declared A DRAW.
Freddy Whoa: Well that's a bummer.
Zach Davis: Both of these guys gave it their all, they have nothing to be ashamed of! Hopefully the next time we see these two men there will be a more decisive finish.
Zach Davis: Welcome back to Slam folks, and now we bring you a match spurned by an elimination in the first round of the Trios tournament.
Freddy Whoa: That's right Zach. Justin Sane and Tomohawk teamed up last week and came up just short against The Poondock Kings. Tonight, they do battle.
Hard to see by Five Finger Death Punch begins to play over the loudspeakers. Once the music hits after a few seconds of play Sane comes from behind the screens. He walks to the center of the runway and drops to a knee he closes his eyes and says a quick prayer. When he opens his eyes he stares down his opponent/ the ring. He then runs towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, from Philadelphia, PA, weighing in at 225 pounds...JUSTIN SANE!
After sliding in he runs to a turn buckle to climb up and raise his hands. He stares down the crowd with an intense look on his face. He jumps down and stares at the ramp awaiting his opponent pacing back and forth until the match begins.
Five Finger Death Punch fade out, and is soon replaced with Spirit Horse of the Cherokee by Manowar.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent! From The Rez, weighing in tonight at 277 pounds...TOMOHAWK!
Tomohawk rain dances down the entryway and around the ring. He steps up to the mat from the floor, leans back against the top rope and backward-salts into the ring over the rope. Tomohawk then centers himself in the ring and pumps his fist into the air four times, seeking approval of his great ancestors.
The bell rings, and both men stare each other down in the middle of the ring. Tomahawk with a kick to the mid section and a chop across the chest of Justin Sane. Tomahawk back Sane into the ropes with repeated chops before grabbing him by the arm and sending him into the ropes.Tomahawk attempts a drop kick but Justin Sane grabs the ropes and holds on. Tomahawk hits the mat with a thud.
Corey Black: Smart move by Justin Sane grabbing the ropes there. Now he'll make Tomahawk wish he was on the reservation instead of in that ring.
Freddy Whoa: Ouch, I bet that hurt.
Justin Sane waits until Tomahawk gets to his feet and then hits him with a clothesline that sends him right back down. Justin goes in for the pin as the ref slides into position.
Tomahawk is able to get his foot on the ropes just in time. Tomahawk complains to the referee about a slow count before picking up Tomahawk and hitting him with a snap suplex. Justin Sane picks up Tomahawk and powerbombs him to the mat. Justin Sane goes for the cover.
Justin picks up Tomahawk and waves a finger at the ref. Justin slams Tomahawk to the mat and climbs to the second turnbuckle. Timing it perfectly as Tomahawk barely gets to his feet Justin Sane connects with a shoulder block. Justin goes for the cover.
Reversal, Tomahawk reverses the pin attempt. The ref counts.
No, Justin Sane powers out.
Corey Black: It's going to take more than that to keep the big man down.
Zach Davis: Justin Sane really looks pissed now.
Freddy Whoa: WHOAAA, did you see that!
Justin Sane pushes the referee after arguing with him, complaining that Tomahawk grabbed his tights. The ref gets up and pushes Justin backwards just as Tomahawk gets up behind him. Tomahawk rolls up Justin and in fact does grab the tights. The ref slides into position for the count.
Zach Davis: Tomahawk steals one here tonight folks.
Corey Black: I want a recount! The guy had his tights.
Freddy Whoa: This match is over. Can we move on?
Corey Black: See, just like I said.
Freddy Whoa: I don't know how he managed to reverse that with Tomahawk having his tights. That took some doing.
Zach Davis: This match is over. Can we move on now.
We open live, from Arena Mexico in Mexico City; as Johnny Rabid is standing in the centre of the ring. Rabid is surrounded by thousands of booing, irate fans. Over the speakers we hear a rousing symphonic rendition of “Land Of Hope and Glory”. The serpent is dressed in his standard wrestling gear, plus a #beachkrew tee. As the music continues to drown out the jeers, Johnny conducts the symphony with a beaming smile and a microphone that's now doubling for a baton; busting out an occasional royal wave as stray big gulps whiz past his nonchalant, smirking head.
Next to Rabid in the ring is what appears to be a giant birdcage; it's human sized shell covered with a long red sheet that masks its detail. The sheet appears to have a length of steel wire leading up from it, attached to winch bolted down high in the rafters.
Johnny Rabid: People of Mexico, you have two choices, you can either keep booing and I keep playing “Land of Hope and Glory”, or you smarten up your tongues and listen to what I have to say. Your choice.
Johnny Rabid: As you wish. Professors in the back, more Elgar if you please!
“Land of Hope and Glory” returns to the beginning once again as fifteen thousand people drop a megaton of heat on the arena.
Corey Black: Enough of this! This is no way to begin a show!
Zach Davis: Corey, wait!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Corey's taking off his headset and he's in the ring now!
Corey Black is wearing his customary black jeans, black metal Taylor Swift tee and a lot of anger as he saunters up to Rabid, microphone in hand.
Corey Black: Rabid! Get the hell on with the show! You can't hold Slam hostage!
Johnny Rabid: Maybe.
Corey flashes a stern face full of dread. Rabid remains nonplussed.
Johnny Rabid: Calm down, Mister Death. This isn't me holding Slam “hostage”. I am mealy preparing the audience for their first, inaugural experience of a Johnny Rabid Television Title Match. Playing, “Land of Hope and Glory” for an hour straight during the pre-show is simply my gift to this backward lot of ignoramuses. My heroic attempt to offer them culture in a land bereft of the notion. Y'see Corey, In six days time I will be facing off against the so called, “Omega Man”. This shade, this imposter will pretend to be Jay Omega at XIII; he'll attempt to wear the face and cadence of your former Pantheon lackey. He will attempt to best me in a match you made famous...the nightmare chamber. Inside the hallowed grounds of the Royal Albert Hall. My turf. My royal throne of Kings, My sceptred isle. He will attempt to usurp me, this pretender that bares the name of a dead coward!
Corey Black: Watch your damn mouth!
Johnny Rabid: Why, Corey? Your friend is dead. Gone. You buried him a long time ago by the way, long before his actual death when you turned your back on your responsibilities to lead Pantheon to glory. Instead you'd rather play Jonny Fly's second fiddle in last years trios match. And from that moment on, Jay's life spiralled out of control. It's all on you, Corey. His decent, his fall from grace. His wilderness years. All on you. That's why I chose the nightmare chamber, to end his life as it was lived. In your shadow.
Corey face is stone as Rabid continues.
Johnny Rabid: Six days from now, Jay Omega will be retired. No coming back. No miraculous resurrection. The nightmare will end, and reality will begin again: a world that has no Omega to feed it fantasies. Just the cold reality of the truth. That Johnny Rabid is God Television. That Johnny Rabid is the one, true monarch of professional wrestling. And ALL will bow before me.
Corey Black: I think the crowd have other ideas.
Johnny Rabid: Watch and learn, “Creep”. Professors in the back, reveal tonight's mystery opponent!
The steel wire becomes taunt as the sheet is pulled away to reveal...
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Zach Davis: Its, its a...
Johnny Rabid: My opponent tonight, heralding from the insidious planet Skaro; it is the ultimate universal death machine of destruction. The instigator of the Time War. Weighing in at one point three metric tons, currently appearing on the BBC television series Doctor Who in the role that made it famous, ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for tonight's television challenger...THE DALEK!
Dalek: Exterminate! Exterminate!
The Dalek topples over as Rabid leaps and makes the pin! Moser slides into the squared circle and makes the count while a bemused Corey simply looks on.
ONE! TWO! THREE!
Kyle Steel: Winner, and STILL WCF Television champion...Johnny Rabid!
Moser hands Johnny the title as he parades it around the ring as if he's just won a gold medal at the Olympics. The crowd breaking out into another chorus of boos. Johnny smirks, walks back over to the Dalek, kicks off it's head to reveal...
A SUITCASE FULL OF CASH
Johnny Rabid: And now, Corey. The part where they learn to love me.
Rabid opens the suitcase and showers the front four rows of fans with bundles of American dollars! The boos turn now to cheers as Johnny smiles and speaks into the microphone once again.
Johnny Rabid: There's money in Television. Always has been. Always will be. I made London. I made it's wrestling business. When you walk into that Royal Albert Hall this coming Friday, Jay? Know this. I made that place great again. On my own. With my two bare hands and a lot of hard work. This Friday, I will have the fans in the palm of my hand, just like now, because each and every one of them will have personally benefited from my success in the past. They're all going to be Kingdom Pro Wrestling former employees! Welcome to England!
Johnny Rabid: Good. Day.
Johnny drops the microphone and exits the ring with the Television title draped over his shoulder.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming out first, from Manassas, Virginia and weighing 250 pounds: Neforian!
Beethovens "Moonlight Sonata" plays over the arena loudspeakers and the lights go out. A single spotlight shines light onto the entrance ramp and Neforian appears. He is focused but oddly relaxed, almost as if he is knows there is a fight coming but isn't really aware that he is involved in it. Neforian walks slowly down to the ring. He makes no eye contact with the crowd, barely acknowledges their presence. He grabs the bottom rope but doesn't pull himself up. He simply walks along the apron with the rope in his hand. There is a sadness in the way he looks at the ring. Finally he pulls himself up onto the canvas and enters the ring. He stands in the center of the ring before finally raising his head up and looking out into the crowd. His beautiful blue eyes sparkle in the reflection of the spotlight. Neforian takes a deep breath in and slowly releases it before wallking to his corner and waiting for the bell.
Zach Davis: This is Neforian’s first match in WCF, but even compared to most debuting wrestlers he’s a bit of an enigma. What are your thoughts on the Manassas Mauler gents?
Freddy Whoa: Manassas Mauler?
Corey Black: Gents?
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, hailing from Grant, Iowa and weighing 270 pounds: Stuart Slane!
“Conquistador” by Procol Harum plays as Slane walks out from gorilla to a Conway Pop. As he makes his way down the ramp and up the steps he will awkwardly attempt to engage the crowd: waving, giving a thumbs up gesture, and so on. After wiping his feet on the apron he then enters between the ropes. Stuart will then move to his corner, where he loosens up by engaging in some old time calisthenics (toe touches, torso twists, deep knee bends, etc).
Freddy Whoa: This will be Stuart Slane’s first match back to the fed since suffering a concussion in the ring against Tiffany White. It will be interesting to see if he suffers from any ring rust, or if he is at all hesitant because of his injury.
Zach Davis: A former Internet, United States, and Television Champion, Slane is a strong competitor; a tough draw for Nefarion in his debut.
The referee calls for the bell, and Nefarion immediately begins hammering away at Stuart. He forces the bigger man back into his corner before getting him into an elbow and collar tie up and kneeing him repeatedly in the gut. The ref, let’s call him Chad Worlsely, orders Nefarion to back off, but gets ignored. He starts a DQ count. The Manassas Mauler biels Slane from the corner and runs after him, stomping away on his supine form.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa.
Slane flips over onto his stomach and tries crawling towards the ropes, only to have his momentum get stopped when Neforian grabs his leg. The newcomer pulls the ex-scoutmaster back with enough force to lift him bodily off the mat. Neforian drops a knee onto the small of Slane’s back and then putting him in the Camel Clutch.
Zach Davis: This has been all Neforian so far.
Corey Black: Dude’s dominating, no doubt.
Slane struggles in the hold attempting to free himself. With every last bit of his strength he is able to throw Neforian off his back. Slowly, he crawls to the apron and pulls himself up the ropes. Neforian waits, measuring his man, then when Stu turns around he charges, ramming his shoulder right into Slane’s gut. He hefts up his larger foe with ease and, after turning, hits a bone-crushing power slam! Cover! One! Two! Three!
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, Neforian!
”Moonlight Sonata” plays as the referee raises the seemingly disinterested Neforian’s arm in victory.
Freddy Whoa: I’ll say it again: Whoa!
Zach Davis: A very impressive debut for Neforian. He absolutely man-handled the much larger and much more experienced Stuart Slane.
Corey Black: You going to start calling him the Manassas Manhandler now?
Zach Davis: Shut up, Corey.
Corey Black: Careful buddy; my banhammer works on NPCs too.
The lights in the arena begin to flash on and off as "Light Em Up" by Falloutboy begins playing on the Jumbo tron. Night Rider steps out from behind the curtain as Pyrotechnics explode up and down the ramp. He turns and points towards the curtain and the crowd goes wild as Denise D'Evil walks out beside him. They walk to the ring and Night Rider holds the ropes as Denise slides under them. Night Rider then joins her in the ring. Suddenly The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around the jam packed Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and the crowd is cheering. "Click click boom" by Saliva begins to play. The blaring guitar begins to play.
Freddy Whoa: This should be an interesting matchup featuring three former members of the Shadows of Darkness.
Corey Black: What will be interesting is seeing how long it is before those two disappear into the shadows again.
Freddy Whoa: Your just full of praise tonight aren't you.
The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...
Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp. Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out. The music continues the blare out and rattles the arena.
Oblivion bolts out onto the entrance stage. The crowd roars out. Oblivion goes to his left, bounces thrusting out his arms towards the crowd, bringing in their cheers...
The crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion points towards the ring where Denise and Night Rider are waiting. Oblivion turns around and bolts to the other end, of the stage. Once again thrusting out his arms before turning and heading downing the ramp.
On these Saturdays when kids go out and play
Kyle Steel: From Euphoria... Weighing in at 325 pounds... He is the God of Enlightenment... Oblivion!!
I was faded not jaded
Guitar riffs ring out...
CLICK CLICK BOOM!!
Oblivion thrashes and marches down the aisle along with the music. Oblivion walks around the ring walks up to the commentators desk and slams his hands down onto the desk furiously, grinning., then looking at the crowd, throwing his arms in the air. Obi bolts to a nearby barrier, climbing up, standing on it, nearly starting a riot.
Freddy Whoa:Whoa! Hot damn!!
Oblivion jumps down and takes long strides before getting to the ring, slamming his hands on the ring apron, hyping up the crowd. Oblivion quickly runs up the steel steps and climbs the turnbuckle from out the ring, once again hyping up the crowd.
The crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion stomps around, taking long strides, barking, shaking the top ring rope. He drops into the ring and stands next to Night Rider and Denise D'Evil.
The Screen Suddenly cuts to a news desk, where a very serious News Anchor shuffles his papers impatiently. After a few moments he turns towards the camera.
"Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen, we Interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you the following important broadcast..."
The News Anchor falls silent as the opening riff to "Kickstart my Heart" suddenly blares. The Screen crashes to static before bringing up the view of the entrance ramp, which is engulfed with a burst of Pyro as Teo del Sol, His trademark white Jacket and white mask shining like the sun itself, steps through the curtain. The corner of the screen bears his wrestling mask with the logo TEO TV emblazoned across it, and he holds one hand high over his head, with a camera in the other. The feed then cuts to a live broadcast from the camera, encompassing the screaming fans all around the arena, waving as they appear not only on the TV screen, but on the large 'Tron above Teo. He begins walking down the ramp, reaching out to shake fans hands and sign autographs, all seen from the viewpoint of the camera, at last he makes it to the ring and the view cuts back to the regular feed.
The audience goes wild as he steps through the ropes, taking a deep bow, before running into the corner to raise his hands victoriously! He claps his hands in gratitude, applauding the audience that applauds him, and rolls with a quick backflip, landing in the center of the ring. He pushes down with his hands and springs to his feet, bouncing off of the ropes running to the turnbuckle He removes the jacket and hands it to one of the ring crew before settling into his corner, bouncing back and forth in anticipation.
“Falling Higher” by Helloween plays throughout the arena as Grayson Pierce makes his way through the entrance curtain. The crowd cheers as he accepts the praise of the fans by slapping their hands, but never smiles as he heads to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and slithers like a snake into the corner where he sits in the corner and meditates until it’s time to get up and ready to fight.
The lights begin to slowly go off, section by section, until the arena is completely black. "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains blares over the PA system as the lights on the stage begin to slowly flash on and off. Mikey eXtreme steps out onto the stage with his arms held out and his head titled back as he looks to the ceiling. Vidalia and Freakshow flank him as they make their way ringside.
Kyle Steel: Making his way down to the ring being accompanied by Vidalia and Freakshow, hailing from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 225 lbs, Mikey eXtreme!
Mikey ignores the fans trying to reach out to touch him. He throws the kendo stick into the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, crawling to the corner where he sits laughing and rocking back and forth. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at Mikey's opponents as Vidalia whispers some kind of plan into Mikey's ear.
The referee calls for the bell as Mikey Extreme and Denise D'Evil face off in the middle of the ring. The two of them exchange lefts and rights in a flurry of fists. Denise ducks a right cross from Extreme and connects with a kick to the midsection. D'Evil grabs Extreme and sends him into the ropes. Extreme grabs the ropes and holds on as D'Evil runs at him and clotheslines him over the ropes. Teo and Pierce run over to help him up and back into the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Smart move by Grayson and Teo protecting their partner in that situation.
Corey Black: Wake me when this snoozefest is over.
Extreme backs into his corner almost daring D'Evil to come after him. Denise will have none of it and motions for Extreme to come out to the center of the ring. The two of them tie up once more. Extreme with a rake to the eyes and a kick to the midsection.
Extreme with a devastating DDT. He goes for the cover. D'Evil powers out of it before the ref can begin counting.
Freddy Whoa: A little early to be going for a pin attempt.
Corey Black: I can't blame him. He wants to end this match as soon as possible.
Extreme picks up D'Evil and sends her flying into the turnbuckle. Extreme follows her in. D'Evil flips herself over the turnbuckle and onto the arena floor where she lands on her feet. Extreme slams into the turnbuckle and falls to the mat. D'Evil grabs his leg from outside and slams it against the steel ring pole. Extreme screams out in pain as D'Evil slams it once more. D'Evil slides into the ring to stop the ten count. D'Evil goes to her corner and tags in Night Rider. Extreme slowly tries crawling to his corner.
Freddy Whoa: Look out, here comes Night Rider.
Corey Black: You mean like last week when he spent most of the time on the mat.
Freddy Whoa: Your just full of them tonight aren't you.
Night Rider grabs Extreme by his bad leg and quickly drops onto it with an elbow. Night Rider grabs the leg again and applies a figure four leg lock. Teo quickly jumps to the top of the turnbuckle and hits Night Rider with a missile drop kick before sliding out of the ring. Night Rider wreaths in pain as Extreme makes his way to the corner. Extreme tags in Grayson Pierce. Pierce grabs Night Rider and hits him with a powerbomb. Pierce climbs to the top turnbuckle as Night Rider lay motionless.
Corey Black: Look out, there goes Night Rider. You were saying Freddy?
Freddy Whoa: The match isn't over yet.
Pierce hits Night Rider with a splash and goes for the cover. Oblivion comes in to make the save and is quickly ran out by the referee. While the refs back is turned Teo and Extreme take turns attacking Night Rider with kicks before sliding out of the ring. Pierce picks up Night Rider and hits him with a DDT. Pierce with a cover as the referee slides in for the count.
Night Rider gets the shoulder up just in time.
Pierce picks up Night Rider and sends him hard into their corner. Extreme runs over and clotheslines Oblivion before running back to his corner. D'Evil runs into the ring to go after Pierce but is chased out by the referee. Teo and Extreme jump in and triple team Night Rider while the ref is busy. The ref finally turns around as the other two exit the ring. Pierce picks up Night Rider and slams him to the mat.
Suddenly someone is seen coming to the ring area from the seats. He climbs over the railing and sits down on a chair at ringside.
Corey Black: That's Freezer Burn. What is he doing here?
Freddy Whoa: maybe he's just doing some scouting.
Corey Black: Yeah and I'm running for president.
Pierce picks up Night Rider and powerbombs him to the mat. Pierce goes for the cover. Oblivion comes in to break it up but the ref gets into his face and runs him out. Teo climbs to the top rope. Freezer Burn runs over and pushes Teo off the ropes. Extreme runs over and hits Freezer Burn with a clothesline. Extreme picks up Freezer Burn and attempts to sling him into the turnbuckle post. Freezer Burn reverses it and Extreme hits the post shoulder first before falling to the ground. Freezer Burn grabs his chair and moves over to the other side of the ring.
Corey Black: Scouting huh? The ref should stop this match now.
Freddy Whoa: Why? He's just giving them a taste of their own medicine.
Meanwhile in the ring. Pierce grabs Night Rider and goes to pick him up. Night Rider wraps him up in a small package. The ref slides in for the count. Pierce powers out and goes over to make the tag to Teo. Night Rider rolls over to his corner and quickly tags in Oblivion. Teo hits the ropes. Oblivion falls to the mat as Teo comes off and jumps over him. Teo hits the ropes on the other side, gaining momentum as he comes off. Teo hits Oblivion with a cross body. Oblivion catches him and slams him to the mat.
Oblivion goes for the cover. Extreme attempts to come in but Freezer Burn hits him before he can make it. Freezer Burn and Extreme are going at it outside the ring. Night Rider runs over and attacks Pierce. Chaos breaks loose as the four battle it out. Oblivion picks up Teo and slams him to the mat before walking over and tagging in D'Evil. D'Evil climbs to the top turnbuckle just as Teo makes it to his feet. She leaps off and connects with a missile drop kick. Teo hits the mat. D'Evil tags Oblivion back in.
Zach Davis: Here comes the Monster!
Oblivion lifts Teo up but Teo dives and tags in Mikey eXtreme! Mikey reenters and goes to toe toe with Oblivion, the two men trading rights and lefts. Mikey goes to throw Oblivion to the ropes, but Oblivion reverses it, sending Mikey in instead. Oblivion then runs at him and Clotheslines him over the top; both men spill out.
Corey Black: Here they come.
Indeed, the two men brawl on over to the announce table. Zach, Freddy and Corey all scatter. Oblivion smashes Mikey's face into it; Mikey smashes Oblivion. Oblivion hits him with a stiff forearm before throwing him on top of it and climbing up with him.
Freddy Whoa: I don't know if my headset is still connected but... HERE WE GO!
Oblivion lifts Mikey up onto his shoulders....
Zach Davis: 5150!!
Freddy Whoa: NO! MIKEY REVERSES IT WITH A DDT!
Both men go through the table! The second the table explodes, the referee has had enough.
Zach Davis: Looks like he's calling it a draw!
The fans boo.
Corey Black: Well, we still have the Trios Cup Tournament to look forward to-
The scene suddenly cuts to Seth Lerch's office, where Logan is STILL standing.
Seth Lerch: WCF. Slam. The whole damn thing. It started with two people.... Seth Lerch and Logan.
The fans boo.
Seth Lerch: And for all I care? It can end the same fucking way.
By now, the fans have been checking their smart phones; they know what's going on.
Seth Lerch: As far as I'm concerned, this place is what I want it to be, or it's nothing. And I don't care if it's nothing. That's better than letting men other than myself shape what MY company should be. I'll let WCF die before I compromise. And to prove it?
Seth turns to Logan.
Seth Lerch: My files, please.
The WCF World Champion hands Seth a folder.
Seth Lerch: Inside this folder are a great number of randomly selected contracts. I don't care if they're #beachkrew, Rebellution - I don't care if they're up and coming stars, veterans.... This is what I think of you, "WCF Galaxy." I don't give a shit.
Seth drops the folder into a nearby paper shredder. We see the files go through, torn to shreds, and as such, legally null and void. Because that is how that works.
Zach Davis: What... what is he doing!? Seth has gone off the deep end!
Freddy Whoa: I thought he cared about business at least, but this... This is his livelihood. This is what he spent sixteen years creating... and he's throwing it all away?
Seth Lerch: The show is over. See the fuckin' venue on your way out for the refunds. SPOILER ALERT, CARD SUBJECT TO CHANGE, you won't be getting one.
Corey Black: What kind of owner is this? I don't even care if my contract was in that folder. I'm done.
Corey drops his headset and begins walking to the back.
Zach Davis: But.... what about XIII?
Freddy Whoa: I don't think so, Zach. This is big, this is real. Everything has changed.
Seth stands.... he stares intently into the screen.
Seth Lerch: I don't give a shit about WCF. I don't give a shit about you, fans. I don't give a shit about the Trios Cup Tournament. It's done for all I care! I don't give a shit about Slam next week, it won't be happening. I don't give a shit about anything but The Family. And THIS Family...
Seth slaps Logan's chest and the WCF World Heavyweight Title.
Seth Lerch: This Family is for life. This team.... this Team of Treachery? This is for life. WCF, I'll see you in the 60's. End of f'n quote.
The... last?... Slam fades to black.