the Stan Sheriff Center in Honolulu, Hawaii
The camera opens to Kevin Bishop, Damian Kaine, Dion Necurat, and Psychopomp sitting around a table, eating Milk and chocolate chip cookies.
Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! Oh… Dammit guys… WRONG CAMERA!
Camera cuts to real Slam intro.
Adrian Archer and Damian Kaine are next to each other in the ring, both holding microphones. The two could not look more mismatched; Kaine in a well worn flannel shirt, torn up blue jeans, and old Converse shoes, and Archer dressed in a black sport coat, white dress shirt underneath, black jeans and boots with aviator shades. Damian looks serious and introspective, while Adrian, as usual, looks like he does not have a care in the world, popping a Mentos before he speaks.
Adrian Archer: (Gesturing at Damian and himself) Strange times sure make for strange allies, don't they?
A Mild Pop from the crowd, they are awaiting more.
Adrian Archer: But these are indeed strange times ladies and gentlemen!
Adrian starts to pace, gesturing with his off hand to the crowd in a very cavalier manner.
Adrian Archer: You see, Seth in his infinite wisdom decided to put together this little Hellimination match..The WCF..Versus Pantheon. And he decided to appoint Yours Truly, the One Magnificent Bastard and..Damian Kaine as Team Captains..The future of The WCF..Is SQUARELY ON Our Shoulders..
That being said, you may have heard through the grapevine that Team WCF is SET! And TONIGHT..We will reveal, right here, right now..2 OF THE MEMBERS OF THE TEAM THAT WILL BEAT PANTHEONS ASS BACK TO WHERE THEY CAME FROM!
Crowd Pops, starts chanting DUB CEE EFF DUB CEE EFF..
Adrian Archer: So without further a due and delay, I will give the floor to my diminutive Co-Captain, Mr. Damian Kaine!
Damian Kaine: Thank you, you Bastard!
Adrian Archer: Damn skippy..
Damian takes the mic from Archer, with a smile.
Damian Kaine: Y’know, last Sunday night I was nervous. I’ll admit that. I was talking to Kev, Pomp, and Dion about what the hell was going to happen with this group. Then I started texting Archer and it all fell into place like the ribbon to a christmas present. Some big names were thrown around for team WCF. We had prospects like Gemini Battle.
The crowd pops.
Damian Kaine: Oblivion.
The pop gets louder.
Damian Kaine: And even Kevin Bishop. But we quickly steered away from ANY Brotherhood or ZT members.
The crowd groans in disappointment.
Damian Kaine: Finally, we came to terms on two names known by the entire WCF Galaxy. Or, at least, I’d hope so; they’re both champions. Ladies and Gentlemen, the first member announced for team WCF at Hellimination is someone that not everybody likes. I mean, he’s a bit of a douche sometimes, but then again, so is Adrian. The important thing is he’s got what we need in this fight against Pantheon. Teddy Blaze, get your ass down here already.
The crowd is torn in reaction. Half are booing, the other half are in shock!
Zach Davis: Teddy Blaze?! I’m not sure this was such a good idea on Archer and Kaine’s part.
The crowd’s boos are drowned out as soon as When the Levee Breaks by Led Zeppelin starts, shaking the seats in the Stan Sheriff arena as Teddy makes his way down to the ring, his Internet championship on his shoulder and his crown on his head.
Damian Kaine: Teddy, Glad to have you aboard.
Teddy nods to Damian.
Damian Kaine: It was a tough choice. But he’s a valuable asset here. As is out next comrade. Let's…. Y'know what? Can I get a drum roll here?
The two start to get the crowd excited, leading to a loud, messy sound that sounds more like the buzzing of bees then the beating of a drum.
Damian Kaine: WCF Universe, join me in welcoming the fourth member of team WCF tonight! He is one half of the WCF tag team champions! Straight from the Rez, here is Tomohawk!
Roadhouse Blues blares through the speakers as Tommy takes his time getting to the ring. As he enters, Archer and Kaine are applauding. Kaine hands over the mic.
Tomohawk: Since I joined WCF, something happened to me. Sure, I had some trouble at first. Lost a couple matches. Then I got hungry.
Amazing things happened since then. I was on the edge of being fired .. and started to climb. Since then, I've ended eight careers, including scrubs known as the former World Champion Stuart Slane and former Hardcore Champion Nathan Chambers.
They were week, and did not belong in WCF. So I crippled them.
Now, while I ended careers, Corey Black sat around like a lazy bum, but eventually decided to get off his ass and win a nice little deathmatch tournament. Well done. But all of them are still here.
Talk all you want about how you aim to purge the WCF of undesirables, but you was here, and did none of it. The power to change the WCF and you did not. I changed WCF. Molded it into the image you see today. While you took the coward's way and waited for reinforcements.
And these piss ants you called in? Former WCF stars that couldn't get the job done either. When things get tough .. you all ran away. With all the skill and ability at your disposal, it amazes me that there isn't a single backbone amount the lot of you.
Talking on dishonorable people makes me sick, someone take this mic away.
Archer takes the mic
Adrian Archer: BEHOLD...THE BEGINNING OF THE END...OF PANTHEON!!!!!!
Master of Puppets hits.
Zach Davis: Uh oh.
Seth steps out from the back, shaking his head.
Seth Lerch: Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Archer and Kaine glare at Seth.
Seth Lerch: Haven't you guys been paying attention? Tomohawk here is already going to be defending the Tag Team Titles at Helloween! He can't be in your match!
The fans boo. Tomohawk looks like he's about to attack Seth but is somehow able to control himself.
Adrian Archer: We're not stupid, Seth. Tomohawk can do double duty!, he's already agreed.
Seth Lerch: Well too bad. I don't agree. The whole point of making you two team captains was to get some drama, create some tension - which you totally negated by not trying to recruit from Zero Tolerance or The Brotherhood! You have one more week to put your team together. I'll grant you the Alpha Champion, Teddy Blaze, but other than that? You better get your act together and use all the tools at your disposal - because you're gonna need them.
With that, Seth heads to the back as Archer and Kaine begin to argue.
Zach Davis: So.. can we all agree.. Seth is fucking with Archer and Kaine just for fun?
Freddy Whoa: He may be, Zach. They're facing the biggest challenge anyone could face in wrestling - Pantheon - and Seth just took one of their first picks for a teammate away.
Zach Davis: They have one week to put together a seven man team. They've got Teddy Blaze, but what else are they gonna do?
Dion Necurat vs Uncle Isaac Christy
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, currently in the ring, from Sheffield, England, weighing in at 335 lbs. UNCLE...ISAAC...CHRIIIIISTYYY!!!
Isaac clapped to his name, the crowd not reacting to the larger man. He shouted to the crowd, the noise not loud enough to be heard clearly, but those that heard began to boo.
After a few seconds, Dion enters at the beginning of the verse to "Battle Metal." He raises his free arm to the crowd, then focuses his attention to the ring. He walks down the ramp, not taking his eyes off his opponent. As he steps from the stage to the ramp, a row of flame erupts on either side of the ramp.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Minneapolis, MN, weighing in at 270 lbs...The Crimson Gladiator...DION NECURAT!!
Before entering the ring, Dion removes the shield from his arm, setting it aside against the ring steps. Dion slides into the ring, raising an arm in the air. He then walks over to his corner, staring down his opponent.
Uncle Isaac shouted to him, "Ready to lose again?" At the bell, Uncle Issac rushed to Dion's corner, throwing haymakers when he reached him. Dion covered himself as best he could. Dion was grateful that Uncle Isaac was unrefined in his style; most of the blows did not hit their mark. Dion ducked a punch and fired back with a flurry of his own, forcing Uncle Isaac to back off.
For a moment, Uncle Isaac was dazed. Dion ran to the ropes, rebounded...and was taken down by Uncle Isaac with a spinebuster. Uncle Isaac crouched over Dion, laughing in his face. "This all you-" he started, before Dion connected hard with a right hook, staggering the larger man again. Dion rolled to his stomach and stood up, albeit slow. I'm the middle of the ring, Dion put up his guard, while Uncle Isaac shook the cobwebs out. Dion struck out with a punch, and when it hit, the crowd cheered. Uncle Isaac responded with a punch of his own, met with boos. Dion fired back, followed again by Isaac. Cheer. Boo. The men continued trading blows, until Dion ducked a punch, and quickly lashed out with a flurry of punches, which he called his Righteous Fury. Uncle Isaac hit the mat, and Dion went for the pin.
Uncle Isaac was able to get a shoulder up. Dion got off, waiting for Isaac to make a move. Isaac sat up, asking the ref about the count. Dion would capitalize on Isaac's curiosity, by quickly sitting behind him and locking him into a Pentagram Choke Hold he called The Bonds of Glory. Uncle Isaac panicked, trying to power his way out of the hold. However, the pentagram choked him at five points, limiting his escape options. Dion had Isaac right where he wanted him, as he wrenched into the hold in the middle of the ring. He shouted loudly, "SAY IT! SAY YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH!!"
Uncle Isaac howled, tapping frantically, and screaming, "Enough! Enough! I've had enough!" The referee called for the bell. This match was over.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner as a result by submission: DION NECURAT!!
Dion released the hold, Uncle Isaac sputtering from the choke. Dion raised his fist in victory while his music played in the background. Despite the win, he had a serious look on his face. He turned toward the stage, and extended his arm, gesturing as to call more to meet him in the ring.
The cameras cut backstage as we find WCF Worlds Greatest Boobs Champion, Lilith, sat in her locker room surrounded by a few of her bears. Each bear has a small piece of chocolate next to their paws and each of them are pointed at the crazed brunette looking as if they're enjoying whatever story she is telling them.
Lilith: ...and then the space alien thinggy gots blown ups and they all lived happily ever afters. Freaking jerk alien thinking he can come down into my worlds! I don't thinks so!
Lilith pauses for a moment as she turns her attention onto the bear which seems to look a lot like Gemini Battle.
Lilith: What's that? Oh… I thinks it was called ET or something like thats but…
Before Lilith can finish her story she notices that a few of her bears are no longer paying attention and are instead looking behind her, where he locker room door was situated. Lilith immediately spins around in her chair expecting the worst only to be greeted by nonother than former WCF Champion, Thomas Bates, who towered over the brunette. Lilith immediately jumps out of her chair, simply trying to make herself appear a bit taller in comparison to her visitor and looks straight at him in his rugged face.
Lilith: What do you wants, Tubby?
Thomas Bates: Lilith, we need to talk…
Lilith raises an eyebrow at the guy who was still towering over her.
Lilith: Abouts what? It betters be abouts cookies! I swear to god bear if this isn't about cookies!!!
Bates ignores Lilith as he simply steps around her and takes a seat down on one of the other chairs in the room.
Thomas Bates: Take a seat, Lilith, this is important.
Liliths jaw immediately drops as she does as she unknowingly does as she is told, sitting opposite Bates.
Lilith: What's wrong? Did your hamster die?
Thomas Bates: What? No. Lilith, we need to talk about what's going on around here lately…
Lilith: Ohhhhhhhh you mean like how they no longers serve cookies in the cafeteria? Tis about times someone brought that's up!
Thomas Bates: No, I'm talking about Pantheon, Lilith.
Lilith: Awwwww they're cute! Whatta wanna talks about?
Thomas Bates: They’re destroying everything once again. We’re back to Pre-Mexico tension in the locker room because of them.
Lilith: Nah ah!!! I knows they seem Grrrrrr and stuffs sometimes but they're all cute and gentle and kind reallyyyyyy… they're my friends!
Thomas Bates: They’re not your friends, Lilith. They’re just here to start trouble again.
Lilith: Tubby! I wills not let's you talks about my friends like this!!! Imma never join those jerk faces in “Team WCFs”! I hopes they all gets their stuffing ripped out and die!!! They're jerk faces to me and I do not like them!!!
Thomas Bates: We have to put a lot of things to the side in order to face them. All of those problems can wait.
Lilith has heard enough at this point, as she storms out of her chair and gets right up into Bates’ face, which was still above her even whilst he was sat down.
Lilith: Get out!!! Gets the hells outta my locker rooms you mean, stupid, stink face!!! Yous do not comes in here and talks mean stuffs about my friends!!!
Thomas Bates: They’re not your friends.
Lilith: I SAID GETS OUT!!!!!!!
Lilith slaps Bates across the face, then again with her other hand. She starts pounding on his chest as she cries out.
Lilith: IMMA GO TALKS TO MY FRIENDS IN PANTHEONS AND YOU CAN SITS THERE AND THINKS ABOUT WHAT YOU DONE!!!!!
Lilith storms over towards her locker room door but stops just before going through it, turn round to face Bates one final time.
Lilith: You knows the worstest thing? I thought yous were better than those jerk faced clowns you hangs around with!!!!!!
Lilith throws her locker room door open and begins to walk through it.
Thomas Uriel Bates: I’ve never been mean to you.
Lilith stops and turns around to see the giant had already turned around and has picked up one of the teddy bears. Lilith stands confused, unsure of what to do, unsure of what to say. She does the only thing she can think of. She slams the door as hard as she possibly can behind her.
Cliff of Doom vs Johnny Blaze
The scene fades in to a sold out Stan Sheriff Center in Hawaii. Zach Davis can barely be heard over the raucous crowd.
Zach Davis: Fans, what a night it has been so far! The first two members of Team WCF other than its co-captains have been announced!
Freddy Woah: And it appears to be an easy victory for Pantheon! Teddy Blaze cannot be trusted and, really, Tom-O-Hawk?
Zach Davis: I happen to think those were two fine choices! And theres still 3 more slots to be filled! Who will it be? It could be one of the two men in our next match!
The scene moves to Kyle Steel inside the ring, ready to announce the next singles match
Kyle Steel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS NEXT MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL
Fire by Scooter begins playing as Johnny Blaze steps through the curtains and begins making his way towards the ring.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, from Detroit Michigan, weighing in at 252 lbs..JOHNNNY…BLAZE!!!!
Blaze shakes hands with the few who offer but keeps his focus on the moment at hand. He enters the ring and moves to his corner.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent..
No Leaf Clover” by Metallica and the San Francisco Symphony hits The arena goes dark. James Hetfield finger picks over the sound of strings and wind instruments. When the rest of the band kicks in, a spotlight shines on Cliff of Doom, who is at the top of the aisle posing with his arms stretched, fists clenched, and his head thrown back while he lets out a yell.
Kyle Steel: From Selden, NY..Weighing in at 190 lbs…CLIFF…OF…DOOOOM!!!!!
He walks down to the ring. At the end of the first verse, the song cuts to the guitar solo, by which point Cliff climbs on to the second rope and repeats the same pose from before.
Johnny Blaze and Cliff of Doom stand in opposite corners after Cliff descends from the turnbuckles. The bell rings and the two men start to maneuver around one another. Blaze slightly slower than Cliff. Cliff lunges at the feet of Blaze and takes him down to his back.
Zach Davis: Cliff of Doom a fine wrestler who showed very well at War against a newcomer in Johnny Blaze. But one has to wonder if Cliffs head is in the game.
Crowd: LETS GO CLIFFF…C-V-S….LETS GO CLIFF C-V-S
Blaze wiggles out of the takedown and quickly boots Cliff in the abdomen. Mehtodically, Blaze grabs the hair of Cliff and hammers down upon him, Cliff going to one knee. Blaze tosses the much smaller Doom into the corner and hits him with a back elbow and another. Cliff slightly rebounds from the last shot and stumbles right into a front facelock that is turned into a stiff snap suplex, followed by another, then another..
Freddy Whoa:: Blaze going for the Ghostly Ride early!
Somehow, during the fourth suplex, Cliff blocks it midway in the air and uses his momentum to spike the larger Blaze with a stiff DDT. With Blaze on his back, Cliff runs to the far ropes, leaps, and performs a perfect Moonsault. He covers Blaze
Zach Davis: Kickout of the early pinning combination!
Both men get to their feet quickly, Cliff running to the ropes. He rebounds and hits Blaze square in the jaw with a single leg running front dropkick that sends a THWACK and some spit into the crowd. Blaze however, stands groggy..Cliff takes Blaze and whips him into the far corner, running right after him, then performing a handspring back elbow which stumbles Blaze a little more, but cannot bring him down. Cliff wastes no time as Blaze stumbles to the middle of the ring. Cliff leaps onto the turnbuckle, then steadies himself as he climbs to the top. He leaps just as Blaze turns around to face him.
Zach Davis: Cliff going high risk..GETS CAUGHT BY BLAZE! Flips Cliff over..FALCON ARROW! Legs Hooked!
Zach Davis: CLIFF BARELY ESCAPES!
Blaze proceeds to pound the face of Cliff, mounted on top of him until the referee intervenes. Blaze then starts stomping on Cliff. Blaze pulls Cliff up by the hair, locks his midsection in and performs a stiff Gutwrench Suplex then rolls over and starts pounding Cliff again. The crowd voices its displeasure, and Blaze drinks it in,standing and smiling and goading on the crowd. Blaze lifts up the listless Cliff and whips him into the far turnbuckle, following with a hard clothesline that shakes the ring. Cliff falls to a heap on the ground, shaking his head and spitting and coughing.
Freddy Whoa:: Looks like the tough times keep coming for Cliff of Doom!
Zach Davis: Perhaps its become too much for him. I can’t imagine working 2 jobs and wrestling, even if one of those positions is as a wrestling trainer!
Blaze continues the assault, hitting hard right hands onto Cliff as he collapses into the corner. Blaze grinds his foot into Cliffs throat. At the referees count of 4, he lets go. The crowd starts clapping in unison as Blaze lifts Cliff up, again by his hair. Cliff starts working the midsection of Blaze with a right, a left, a right, then a kick which doubles Blaze over. Cliff, with a renewed sense of purpose runs to the opposite ropes. With a head of steam, he leaps into the air and lands a double foot stomp to the back of Blaze’s head, much to the crowds delight! Cliff once again decides to go to the well, climbing the turnbuckle. Somehow, Blaze is able to recover and stumbles onto the rope, causing Cliff to lose his balance and crotch himself on the turnbuckle. Blaze senses an opportunity.
Zach Davis: Blaze is climbing to the second turnbuckle. Has Cliff in a front facelock. He could be going for Fatal Fury..A super Brain Buster!
Freddy Whoa: And if he hits that, its OVER!
Blaze tries to get Cliff up, but Cliff blocks, wrapping his legs around the turnbuckle. Cliff proceeds to pound away at Blaze with his fists. He then screams as he pounds Blaze’s face. Blaze’s hold on him weakens. Cliff works his advantage to reverse the circumstances Hooking Blaze in vertical Suplex position. The crowd stands and cheers Cliff on, hoping for the carnage of a superplex to the floor. Blaze wiggles, trying to free himself, but Cliff then starts landing a series of Headbanging Headbutts to the back of Blaze’s head. Cliff lets out a guttural Yell as he lifts his much larger opponent..
Zach Davis: MY GOD WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO? HE HAS BLAZE UP!
Freddy Whoa: Can’t hold him for long
Cliff leaps forward. As gravity takes Blaze towards the mat, Cliff lifts his knees, impacting Blaze right on the head. Cliff hits the mat hard as Blaze pops up from the massive shot to the head onto his back. Cliff crawls over and hooks the inside leg, rolling onto his back on his opponent for extra torque and yelling as he does so..The ref races over and drops to the mat..
Zach Davis: Cliff wins! And he did it with a variation of his new finisher The Doomerang!
Cliff rolls up to his feet as Blaze rolls out of the ring. No Leaf Clover starts to play and Cliff, though limping a bit, has his hand raised in victory as Kyle Steel announces his win.
Kyle Steel: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…CLIFF OF DOOM!!!!
Zach Davis: The fans on their feet and that has to feel good for Cliff!
Freddy Whoa: Until he has to put on that damn vest tomorrow and help old ladies with their undergarment questions..
Zach Davis: Fans, we will be right back!!!
Slam comes back from commercial, and as soon as it does "True North" hits the PA. Fans cheer their heart out as FPV emerges from the curtain, already dressed in his ring gear for his TV Title match against Gemini Battle later in the night, and a mic in his hand.
Zach Davis: There he is, ladies and gentlemen. The man who was finally able to humble The Plague Kevin Bishop.
Freddy Whoa: That match last week pure insanity, and this man walked out on top. Perhaps this is only the beginning of Frank Venable's career renaissance in the WCF.
FPV, having made his way into the ring, waits for the crowd reaction to die down before beginning his speech.
FPV: I'm a man of the people. You all know that, and you all know how much the People's Title means to me. I've wanted that thing back for some time now, I've made it very clear. Here in the WCF, if you want a shot at something, you've gotta actually earn it. Well after pinning the champion last week, I think I've earned my shot!
The crowd pops! They really want to see Franky as the People's Champion again.
Crowd: FRANKY! FRANKY!! FRANKY!!!
FPV: So Kev, why you come out here right now and make this official. FPV. KEVIN BISHOP. AT HELLIMINATION FOR THE PEOPLE'S TITLE!
Almost immedietly after he says this, "Unholy Confessions" hits, and the People's Champion Kevin Bishop, also in his ring gear for his title defense against Lilith, steps onto the entrance ramp, beckoning for a microphone. A stagehand gets him one, and he begins talking to Frank from the ramp.
Kevin Bishop: Frank Venable, last week you did what seven others before you failed to do, and that was to pin me clean in the middle of the ring. For that alone, you've definitely earned your shot. However, if you're willing to...let's say, make this a bit more interesting, then how about we up the stakes a little bit.
FPV: You wanna spice this up, Kev? Okay, I'm game. Speak your mind.
Bishop smiles, as he makes his way down the ramp, eventually climbing into the ring face to face with FPV.
Kevin Bishop: Gladly. Because you see, while I have the utmost respect for you as an athlete, one thing I cannot appreciate is how you've been referring to my brothers in arms as "my lackeys." I get it, you're the lone wolf going up against all the stables and your first target is The Brotherhood, I get it. But to call Dion, Pomp and Damian my minions is going too far. So I figure, if you happen to lose this encounter at Hellimination, then the only appropriate punishment for losing is to actually BECOME a brother.
The crowd gasps!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA. This guy can't be serious.
Zach Davis: I think he is Freddy!
Kevin Bishop: Franky, if you can't pull a repeat performance at Hellimination, then you'll have no choice but to join us as a full fledged member of The Brotherhood...whether you like it or not. If the People's title truly means that much to you, then you'll accept without any hesitation.
All eyes are now on Frank in the ring, rubbing his jaw in thought.
FPV: That's quite a stipulation you've brought to the table Kevin. But why put all the pressure on me, Kev? You're a fair guy, right? Surely you'll let me come back with a stipulation of my own.
Kevin seems annoyed, but nontheless let's Frank continue.
Kevin Bishop: Fine. Name your condition.
FPV: Well it goes a little something like this. I dunno if you know about thiss, but when I step foot into certain...structures, my odds of success rise. I'm one of only two men to have ever won a Euthanasia Chamber match, and I also have a Clockwork Orange House of Fun win under my belt. But those structures aren't what I want for this match, Kev. Y'see, while I was doing my homework on you, scouting you out in preparation for this future title shot...it came to my attention that you seem a little scared of heights. So I'll accept your little stipulation...if you make this match a Scaffold match!
Freddy Whoa: WHOAA! A SCAFFOLDD MATCH?!
Zach Davis: We've already seen one People's Title Scaffold match, and let's just say it wasn't pretty.
Now Kevin is the one deep in thought. The pressure's on for both men.
Kevin Bishop: If I accept this, then you'll agree to join me if you are the one to fall?
FPV: If you manage to overcome your fear...then yes, I'll join you. I won't like it one bit, but I'll do it.
After some hesitation, Bishop makes his decision.
Kevin Bishop: Okay. I'll do it.
The crowd EXPLODES!!
Zach Davis: Ladies and Gentlemen, we already knew that Hellimination would be a stacked card. But a match of THIS magnitude...this is pure insanity!
Kevin extends his hand out for a shake, and FPV accepts it as the two engage in an intense staredown.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *clap clap clapclapclap* THIS IS AWESOME!! *clap clap clapclapclap*
Freddy Whoa: If you were somehow STILL looking for a reason to buy this PPV, then this is that reason right here! FPV. Kevin Bishop. SCAFFOLD MATCH. IT'S FUCKING ON!
Zach Davis: Folks we have to take a quick break, we'll be right back!
Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso vs Steven Singh
Fire alarms and sirens fill the arena and here comes El Fuego del Eterno Infierno Silencioso! He runs down the ramp and then does two consecutive backflips in the entrance way for no reason at all. He stops outside the ring and then suddenly lets loose a HUGE fireball into the air and the crowd loves it!
Zach Davis: These fans are sick, Whoa, they’d love to see this pyromaniac do that to Singh here tonight.
Freddy Whoa: Well he’ll have his chance…
The gruff voice from the 80s sample announces "Cold getting dumb..." and golden pyros form 5 ft high fountains across the stage. The menacing beat of the Supervillain Theme by Mad Villain fills the arena and The Superstar Steven Singh steps out to an enthusiastic, if mixed, reaction. Stopping on the stage he smiles wry and smug, right arm raised in the air, back of his hand to the crowd, left hand behind his back. As the gold fountains shrink back into the stage, The Superstar lowers his hand, twirling his wrist and half-bowing his head with faux gratitude to the fan who boo their response on the way down to the ring he stops at a young fan holding a “Thievin Steven!” sign.
Freddy Whoa: Uh oh…
Zach Davis: It’s fine, Whoa. Thievin Steven is putting his arm around the fan! And now it looks like he’s signalling for the two of them to get a selfie together....
The boy excitedly pulls out his phone and hands the sign to Singh to hold for the photo. As soon as the “Thievin Steven” sign is in his hands, The Superstar rips it in half! And in half again and then throws the pieces at the young fan.
Freddy Whoa: Oh come on!
Singh wipes his hands clean, tosses his head back with a laugh and continues to the ring. The crowd is BELLOWING a “Thievin Steven” chant now. Right as he gets close to the ring out flies El Fuego popping the crowd!
Zach Davis: Flipping senton over the top smashing down on top of Singh!
Freddy Whoa: El Fuego isn’t here for Singh’s shenanigans, he’s here to fight!
El Fuego picks up Singh and whips him into the stairs, sending Superstar flipping over them. El Fuego follows it up quickly by running, jumping off those stairs and tossing Superstar down with a hurricanrana!
Zach Davis: The bell hasn’t even rung yet!
Freddy Whoa: I don’t think El Fuego cares! He rushes Singh again but Singh composes himself just enough to back body drop the aggressor into the laps of the fans in the front row!
Zach Davis: Singh is scrambling to get back into the ring where he’s a lot more comfortable.
El Fuego is quickly back to his feet in the crowd, hops over the guardrail and back into the ring. The referee finally calls for the bell. El Fuego rushes in again but is met with a hiptoss, another rush in and another hiptoss. No, Fuego blocks it, elbow to Singh’s gut doubles him over, Fuego tosses a leg over the back of Singh’s head. Singh stands up flipping Fuego backwards but he lands back on his feet!
Zach Davis: Great athleticism by Elf eggo!
Freddy Whoa: It’s El Fuego del Eterno Infierno Silencioso! It’s not that hard Davis. You can just call him Hellfire. That’s for the people too dumb to pronounce his actual name…
After Fuego lands on his feet, Singh goes for a clothesline but it’s ducked under by Fuego who hooks his arm and then grabs the other with his legs for a crucifix pin.
Zach Davis: SIngh’s shoulders are down….1...2….
Freddy Whoa: Kick out by Singh! El Fuego almost got him!
El Fuego picks Superstar up and whips him into the corner but it’s reversed by The Superstar. El Fuego runs up the turnbuckles and comes back off with a moonsault which is run under by Singh who rushes to El Fuego and nails him with a knee to the gut which flips El Fuego over and onto his back.
Freddy Whoa: Kitchen sink! And now Thievin Steven is just grinding his boot into the eyes of El Fuego. Now he’s looking for that triangle choke, Bright Lights!
Before The Superstar can get it locked in, El Fuego has rolled back and put his legs around Singh’s neck looking for a headscissors takedown. But that’s reversed by Singh into his 15 Minutes of Fame heel hook!
Zach Davis: Hellfire grabs the ropes to break it up!
Singh is back to his feet and stomping on the knee of El Fuego. Singh pulls him up only to down him again with a dragon screw leg whip which he rolls through, holding onto the ankle. With both men back on their feet and still with El Fuego’s leg, Singh yanks him into a capture suplex.
Freddy Whoa: Singh with a pin! 1….2….Kickout from El Fuego!
Superstar picks El Fuego back up and sets him up for a belly to back suplex. Back elbows by El Fuego to break it up.
Zach Davis: Enziguri! Hellfire hit that without even seeing where The Superstar was!
Singh is plopped down onto his butt and El Fuego nails him with a basement dropkick! Another pin. 1…..2…
Freddy Whoa: Kickout by Singh! El Fuego is picking him back up and it looks like he’s setting him up for a bulldog he calls The Supernova.
Zach Davis: Oh no, they have the same finisher name?! Nobody tell Singh or we’ll have to sit through another entire feud only for him to change his finisher name anyways...
As El Fuego begins running to the ropes and jumps for the bulldog, The Superstar pushes him off and into the turnbuckle. El Fuego is facing out of the ring, sitting on the second turnbuckle now. The Superstar pulls him down and peppers him with muay thai kicks to the midsection. Superstar pushes El Fuego down out of the ropes to the mat.
Zach Davis: Another pin!
Freddy Whoa: No...wait...What is he doing? He’s going after El Fuego’s mask! He’s trying to unmask The Burned One!
The referee steps over to stop Singh but as he does El Fuego hits Singh with a nasty upkick which sends a HARD blind elbow from Singh to the referee’s temple.
Freddy Whoa: Uh-whoa.
Zach Davis: Wait...like uh oh? You’ve got to be kidding me, Freddy.
Singh is first to realize the referee is out and is always ready to take advantage of a sitaution. He slides out of the ring, barks the timekeeper out of his chair and folds up a steel chair. By now, El Fuego has slid out of the ring, just around the other side of the ringpost from Singh. As Singh turns with chair in hand, El Fuego uses the ringpost to swing around and his a 619-style vandamminator, smashing the chair into Singh’s face!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: Singh is down! But not for long, El Fuego picks him back up and plants him with a DDT on the outside!
Freddy Whoa: The referee hasn’t even begun to stir yet and El Fuego is looking to inflict maximum damage.
El Fuego waits for Superstar to get back up, he’s clearly waiting for him, stalking his prey. But Superstar has the chair and swings it wildly at El Fuego!
Zach Davis: Ducked by Hellfire! Singh connected with the Spanish announce table though and scared the hell out of our colleagues.
Freddy Whoa: Singh turns around to face Hellfire and….HOLY SHIT! HE JUST SHOT A HUGE FLAME AT THE SUPERSTAR!
Zach Davis: He barely dodged it! It looked like he used that chair for cover and just fell to the ground beside the Spanish announce table...WHICH IS CURRENTLY ON FIRE!
El Fuego pauses for a moment and smiles at his handiwork before Singh swings the chair at him again and AGAIN it’s ducked by El Fuego who then drops him with a hangman’s neckbreaker. El Fuego then picks Superstar up and powerbombs him back down onto the steel chair.
Freddy Whoa: The referee is finally starting to stir and about a half dozen people run down the ramp to deal with the fire!
Zach Davis: Don’t let it over here!
As they extinguish the fire, El Fuego grabs the chair and heads into the ring. Singh is still down on the outside, trying to get to his knees.
Freddy Whoa: What is this mad man up to now?! He’s head to the top rope with that chair...SHOOTING STAR PRESS OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH THE CHAIR!
Zach Davis: SINGH CAUGHT HIM! Singh with a PERFECTLY timed right hand square on the face of Hellfire at the end of his flip!
Freddy Whoa: And what’s that? Did he have brass knuckles on? Is that what he’s putting back in his tights now?
Zach Davis: Those aren’t brass, Freddy, those are GOLD knuckles. He calls it the Midas Touch and it looks like Hellfire is OUT after that shot.
Acting quickly, The Superstar rolls his opponent back into the ring and follows him. He shakes the ref fully awake, grabs El Fuego in a suplex but just puts his ankles on the top rope then hits a NASTY dragonscrew neckbreaker!
Freddy Whoa: A pin! 1…..2……
Zach Davis: 3! That’s it! Through Hellfire and brimstone, Singh survived the hardcore wrath of the Burned One!
Freddy Whoa: But he is HURTING as he rolls out of the ring gingerly. He is not accustomed to all that hardcore action El Fuego put him through.
Internet Title Match
Psychopomp vs Teddy Blaze
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is schedule for one fall, and it is for the Internet Championship!
The lights goes out and Bleed Well of H.I.M starts playing from the speakers. Beams of lights of different color starts going off to the rhythm of the guitar and Psychopomp jumps in the middle of the entrance.
Zach Davis: I don’t think a lot of people gave Psychopomp much of a chance when this match was announced, but he has proven this week that he has a determination to walk out of here as the new Internet Champion.
Freddy Whoa: Psychopomp has been nothing short of absolutely determined to claim his first belt here in WCF, could tonight be his night?
The lights turns back on back and he walks towards the ring.
The Crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat echoes throughout the arena, signalling the arrive of Teddy Blaze! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp.
Freddy Whoa: Call him whatever you want, the King of All Media, the leader of the red eyes, he is here tonight and he is ready for another fight!
With a crescendo and a burst of flame, Blaze appears before them, holding his hands out over his head and bathing in the applause. He takes a deep bow and walks towards the ring, waving to the fans along the way. He wears an almost cocky grin as he rolls between the ropes, offering his opponent an extended handshake before shrugging and walking to the turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Teddy Blaze has expressed his disdain for Psychopomp’s style, even while acknowledging his determination. He has said he feels it’s his duty to show Pomp just what it means to be a champion in WCF.
Freddy Whoa: That in addition to, also in his words, elevating the Internet title to new heights. He set a record when he was People’s Champion, could he be looking to replicate his success with the internet belt?
He holds his arms over his head and yells out "WCF Forever!" as he does so, eliciting a cheer from the audience as the music reaches its zenith. He turns and steps back into the ring, waiting for the bell.
Blaze takes a long time handing the internet championship to the referee, staring deeply into it, before mockingly casting a sidelong glance and wink at Psychopomp. Pomp cracks his knuckles in anticipation.
Zach Davis: Mind games early from the champion.
Freddy Whoa: Pomp has shown a new side of himself this week, he is determined to shock the world.
Zach Davis: But will it be enough?
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The two circle each other slowly, both looking for an opportunity to lock up. Blaze drops to a knee as if to grab Pomp by the leg, but Pomp sidesteps him quickly. Blaze does it again, and Pomp sidesteps again. Blaze goes for it a third time and Pomp-
No! The moment Pomp sidesteps, Blaze pivots on his right leg and slams a roundhouse into his ribs! Pomp is caught mid-motion and the wind shoots out of him like an airbag! He doubles over from pain as Blaze grabs him by the head with a headlock, setting him up for a running bulldog!
Freddy Whoa: Cagey fakeout by the more practiced Blaze!
Zach Davis: I think nerves might have gotten Pomp a little there!
Pomp manages to keep his balance, however, and stays on his feet. Momentum carries Blaze into the ropes, and he rebounds off with a sprint. He rockets across to the other side and roars forward…
Directly into a dropkick from Psychopomp! Blaze is knocked backwards so hard that he does a somersault, and is forced to grab onto the ropes to keep from tumbling to the outside!
Freddy Whoa: And some fight now from Pomp!
Pomp shakes off the kick and rushes towards Blaze, trying to hit a crossbody!
But Blaze quickly comes to life, turning and holding the ropes open! Pomp tries to adjust, but he’s already in midair and ends up flying to the barricade!
Zach Davis: And a little possum from the champion!
Freddy Whoa: Those mind games keep coming!
Pomp is shaken, and slowly makes his way to his feet, only to come face to face with a fan wearing round red glasses. The fan makes a face at Pomp, who cocks an eyebrow in confusion.
Freddy Whoa: And you knew we’d see an appearance from the red eyes at some poin-
Zach Davis: Look out!
Pomp turns around from the momentary distraction just in time to catch the form of Teddy Blaze hurling over the top rope, slamming into Pomp with a suicide dive!
Pomp takes a tumble as Blaze lands on his feet, high fiving the fan in the front row with a grin.
Zach Davis: Come on, that was hardly fair!
Freddy Whoa: You have to have eyes in the back of your head when you fight Blaze!
Pomp is struggling to find his feet now, and pulls himself up by the apron as Blaze stands over him. The referee is slow to begin a count because of the match’s stakes, and Blaze takes full advantage, leering at Pomp and shouting taunts before slapping him on the back of the head.
Zach Davis: What a poor show of sportsmanship.
Freddy Whoa: I think that Blaze took some of the jabs this week personally, Zach.
Blaze slaps Pomp on the back of the head with a cocky chuckle, clearly trying to belittle his opponent rather than do actual harm. He slaps him one last time to really-
No! Psychopomp’s hand flies forward, catching the slap cold! Blaze’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise and Pomp flies forward with a left hook right to Blaze’s nose! Blaze stumbles backwards, clutching at his face as Pomp roars to his feet and slams a kick across Blaze’s midsection! Blaze’s hand is still on his nose as Pomp grabs him by the head and hurls him over the steel steps, where he lands with a clatter of metal!
Pomp turns and slaps his chest proudly towards the crowd and turns back towards Blaze, who has pushed himself up by the barricade. Blood is now pouring down from his nose, but he inhales deeply, a determined smile creeping over his face.
Pomp gestures for Blaze to bring it, but Blaze quickly vaults over the steps, flying at Pomp with a crossbody! The two men tumble end over end as he collides, each throwing punches into the other’s face as they fall to the barricade!
Zach Davis: Both men now holding nothing back!
Freddy Whoa: Neither man wants to walk out of this one a loser, Zach!
Despite Pomp’s aggression, Blaze seems to be getting the better of it, his bruised face betraying just how much damage is being done, he hurls an equally battered Pomp by the head under the ropes.
He slides in after him, and Pomp tries to immediately jump on him, but Blaze is wary and catches him with a monkey flip!
But no! Pomp manages to use the momentum to land on his feet! Blaze barely has time to turn around before Pomp slams into him with a running elbow smash! Blaze is completely dazed, and Pomp takes the opportunity to turn around-
Zach Davis: Pele kick!
Pomp backflips, preparing to send a pele kick directly into Blaze! But no! Blaze suddenly manages to recover, and Grabs Pomp’s leg with an ankle lock! Psychopomp is caught in a very bad position, and tries to crawl free, but Blaze takes advantage of the extended leg and stomps right on Psychopomp’s knee, slamming it into the mat with a crunch!
Pomp cries out, grabbing the wounded leg as Blaze leans back against the turnbuckle to catch his breath and clear his head. The referee takes a moment to check on the wounded Pomp, asking if he’s able to continue…
But Psychopomp is adamant that he wants to see the match through to the end! He shoves the referee away and tries to stand up, but his leg gives way and he is forced to cling to the rope.
Blaze sees that Pomp is barely able to stand and the familiar grin comes over his face, as he begins sizing Psychopomp up…
Pomp turns towards Blaze, seeing him prepare for the Blazing knee. He staggers once again on his wounded leg, but he does not try to turn away. A look of furious determination etched across his face, he stares down the champion without flinching…
Zach Davis: It looks like Psychopomp might have nothing left in the tank.
Freddy Whoa: But he is not going to back down, even after all of this!
Both men know what is about to happen. Teddy Blaze runs at Psychopomp and hits it. BLAZING KNEE!
Zach Davis: Teddy Blaze with the pin!
The bell sounds.
Freddy Whoa: An extremely hard fought match by Psychopomp, but in the end Teddy Blaze was able to retain his Championship!
Alpha Title Match
Damian Kaine vs CJ Phoenix
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Alpha Championship!
Five Finger Death Punch's cover of "Bad Company" plays over the speakers.
As the guitar opening plays, Damian slowly walks out.
Company... Always on the run.
Damian falls to his knees, head bowed and hands brought together.
Destiny.... Oh, it's the rising sun!
He looks up the sky, arms out spread.
Kyle Steel: Introducing the challenger.
I was born, a shotgun in my hand.
He makes finger-pistols toward the ring, staring down at the Davis and Whoa.
Kyle Steel: Coming tonight from Statesboro, Georgia.
Behind this gun, I'll make my final stand.. Yeah. That's why they call me....
He stands up, head bowed.
Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 165 pounds.
Kyle Steel: Representing the Brotherhood… He is Damian Kaine!
He flips off his hood, and looks out to the crowd. He smirks, and runs to the ring, leaping to the apron, and grabbing the top rope, hooking his arm around it. He smiles maniacally as he looks out into the crowd. He gets into the ring and sheds his jean jacket and shirt, then gets in his corner.
Zach Davis: Freddy, this young man has had a burden placed on his shoulders that I just don’t think his little back will be able to handle this week. He’s been tasked by Seth Lerch himself, to assemble a team powerful enough to take out Pantheon in this year’s Hellimination match-up at Helloween on October 30th. Not only that, but his co-captain, ALSO forced into this by Seth, is the very man who stabbed young Damian in the back just eight short weeks ago. And, Freddy, damned if the stakes aren’t high.
Freddy Whoa: Right you are! Archer and Kaine practically the fate of the entire WCF on their shoulders. But I don’t even know if Kaine can make it to Helloween after his opponent tonight.
Zach Davis: Damian Kaine vs. CJ Phoenix for the Aplha Championship. We heard some strong words from Phoenix earlier this week. Now let’s see if the champ can back them up.
"Re-education Through Labor" begins to play as the cameras pan through the crowd. Then, 13 seconds into the song, Phoenix runs out onto the stage as the beat drops.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent! From Baton Rouge, Louisiana, weighing in at 205 pounds! He is the current WCF Alpha Champion! C...J… Phoenix!!
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.
CJ hands the championship to the referee, who proceeds to present it to the crowd.
DING! DING! DING!
Kaine is the first from his corner, straight towards Phoenix.
Zach Davis: Kaine offering a hand to the champion, to which Phoenix accepts it! A tremendous show of respect between these two men.
The men circle the ring, eying one another cautiously. Phoenix approaches, looking to grapple Kaine, but Kaine slips out quickly, dashing to the ropes and springboarding off the ropes with a crossbody right into the champion.
Kaine doesn’t let up, locking Phoenix’s arm into an armbreaker submission. He wrenches the limb, but CJ powers his way to the bottom rope. Kaine immediately breaks the hold, hopping to his feet.
Damian sends sharp kicks to Phoenix’s torso, keeping the champion down for the moment being. He runs to the ropes again, but Phoenix is up in time to catch Kaine, using his momentum to execute a spinebuster on the rebound.
Freddy Whoa: Kaine sent down hard. CJ Phoenix back in control of the match. AND CJ GOING TO THE TOP! SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
Zach Davis: NO! Kaine manages to move out of the way, causing Phoenix to land face first on the mat.
Kaine is wasting as little time as possible getting to his feet. He finally reaches his feet, seeing Phoenix already to one knee.
Kaine runs at the champ, intending for an enziguri, but Phoenix grabs Kaine’s leg and tosses him down to the mat. Phoenix lands a standing moonsault on the groggy Kaine.
Phoenix mounts Kaine, landing hard strikes, one after the other. The ref tries to stop the champion, but he refuses to get off. The ref begins to count for a DQ.
Phoenix unmounts, receiving a stern warning from the referee. Kaine rolls out of the ring, giving him time to recuperate.
Phoenix notices Kaine and quickly follows after him. Kaine approaches and the two trade blows, alternating shots, Kaine-Phoenix-Kaine-Phoenix and so on. The referee begins to count out the competitors.
Phoenix has managed to get the upper hand, He is now sending Kaine flying into the barricade.
Pheonix stalks Kaine, landing a drop kick as soon as Kaine has reached his hands and knees.
Phoenix pulls Damian up by his golden locks, when Damian fires shots at Phoenix’s stomach.
Kaine gets to his feet, and throws the champion into the announce table, causing Whoa and Davis to jump from their seats.
CJ slowly rises, favouring his ribs. Kaine helps Phoenix to his feet, and throws him into the ring.
Kaine gets to the apron, waiting for Phoenix to get to his feet.
Phoenix is now up. Kaine springboards off to the inside…
Phoenix catches him with the Talon Kick, and Damian falls flat, barely moving. CJ goes for the pin.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, and STILL your Alpha Champion! CJ PHOENIX!
The crowd cheers as CJ grabs his belt, and goes to exit the ring. He stops, and turns to Kaine on the mat. He picks him up, and looks him in the eyes, then extends his hand. Kaine shakes it back, and the two leave the ring.
People's Title Match
Lilith vs Kevin Bishop
Kyle Steel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR A ONE FALL AND IT IS FOR THE PEOPLE’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
The lights in the arena go black and a hush falls upon the fans when the tron lights up pure white. “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold blares over head and white strobes beam down on a group of people in black hoods and Plague doctor masks, as the lights beam down on them, the move away to reveal The Plague Kevin Bishop holding out his arms taking in the roar of the crowd. He wears his black studded leather vest and his hair drips wet as he shakes his head to the music.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, weighing in at 245 pounds… from New York, New York… he is the People’s Champion… “THE PLAGUE” KEVIN BISHOP!!!
Kevin applies his wrist tape as he makes his way down the ramp with the fans reaching out to him. Towards the end of the ramp Kevin runs to the ring and slides in. He stands in the middle of the ring for a second with a grin on his face as he takes in the roaring of the crowd. Finally he lifts his arms and a barrage of sparks rain down onto him and the ring. He makes his way to the far corner and awaits his opponent.
Zach Davis: Now from what I’m being told, Lilith flat out refused to come out first here tonight… which is why we’re seeing the Champion coming out first…
Freddy Whoa: Honestly I don’t know what is going on with this girl lately. First she trashes the People’s Champion all week, even going so far as to bring his family into this… and now from what we’ve seen lately on twitter shes even challenging The Monster, Oblivion, and his tag team mate, Doc Henry to a handicap match! I mean… is she really this full of herself?!
Zach Davis: Honestly, Freddy, I have no idea. All I know is if she approaches this match and The Plague in this way here tonight, she will end up getting herself hurt. The Plague is not somebody you want to be taking lightly!
The house lights go down as colorful lights start flashing all around the area. “Imaginary" by Evanescence begins to play as the crowd immediately start booing… loudly.
Kyle Steel: And the challenger… from Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 132 pounds.... she is LILITH!!!
“Imaginary” continues to play for several minutes, as the crowd and Kevin Bishop grow restless waiting for the crazed brunette… despite this though she does not appear.
Zach Davis: Errrrrrr… where is she?! Where is Lilith?! After all that commotion earlier and shes not even coming out?!
Back in the ring the referee looks to be quite confused as he looks around at the time keepers shrugging his shoulders, asking them what he should do. Finally after several moments Liliths music is cut out, the referee nodding to a few of the officials outside of the ring. Kevin Bishop is seen sighing heavily as he leans against the ring ropes, just waiting patiently for his opponent to finally get out here as once again the house lights go down, “Imaginary” begins to play again to a heated reaction from the crowd.
Kyle Steel: And the challenger… from Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 132 pounds.... she is LILITH!!!
Moments pass and The Plague has had enough, as he begins to angrily pace back and forth within the ring.
Zach Davis: Where is sh--- OH MY GOD!!!
Freddy Whoa: Lilith just slid into the ring and smashed a steel chair right against The Plagues spine!!! I can’t believe this!
Back within the ring The Plague immediately spins around, anger boiling within him… Lilith just standing there with the steel chair still in her hands horror quickly spreading across her face that the chair shot has seemingly had no affect on him whatsoever!
Freddy Whoa: The Plague looks like hes about to kill her!
After practically snarling into Liliths face for several moments, Lilith finally makes another move as she attempts to smash the steel chair into The Plagues skull, however before she can do so The Plague grabs Lilith around her throat and begins to literally squeeze the air from her lungs. Liliths face quickly begins to turn blue as she drops the chair, digging her nails into his hand and forearm trying to get him away from her.
Zach Davis: Lilith looks like she is about to pass out and this match hasnt even officially started yet!!!
Freddy Whoa: Honestly, this girl just doomed herself from the start making such a stupid move…
Before Liliths last bit of air could leave her lungs, she fights within herself and manages to lift a leg high… booting The Plague right between his legs. The Plague immediately drops down onto his knees, grabbing at his groin in agony as a sick smile spreads across Liliths face. Lilith grabs at The Plagues face, digging her nails into her flesh and applying as much pressure as she can. The Plague attempts to fight Lilith off of him, however Lilith simply pounces on top of him, slashing her nails across his flesh and going crazy in a fury of attacks.
Zach Davis: Someone needs to stop this! This match hasnt even started yet!!! HE HAS A FAMILY DAMNIT!!!
After several moments the referee finally attempts to break them up and Lilith does as she is told… stepping back from a now busted open Kevin Bishop. Lilith smiles wickedly at what she has done before looking back at the referee and hitting the referee with a spike DDT for his efforts. Lilith immediately bounces back up onto her feet and grabs hold of the steel chair as she does so.
Zach Davis: Don’t do it, Lilith! DON’T DO IT!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE STOP THIS!!!
The live crowd begins to throw trash into the ring directed as Lilith as she just shrugs it off, looking down at The Plague and SMASHING the steel chair into his abdomen again… and again… AND AGAIN… AND AGAIN!!! Lilith continues to crash the steel chair down hard into her opponent until he is finally as motionless as he’s going to get. Lilith drops the chair as she smiles wickedly at the live crowd at what she had just done.
Zach Davis: I can’t believe shes laughing about this! What an evil woman! She is no better than Sarah Twilight!!!
Freddy Whoa: Usually I’d say that thats taking it a bit far… but this time I can’t help but feel like you’re right, Zach… Lilith is pure evil!
Looking extremely happy with herself Lilith finally boots The Plague one more time into his side before stepping across to the side of the ring and stepping through the ropes.
Zach Davis: Thats right! Get outta here! Just go!!! GET GONE!!!
Lilith looks back at what she had just caused and shakes her head… she was clearly not done. She bounces back into the ring and grabs the chair one final time and opens it, placing it around The Plagues neck. Lilith continues to smile wickedly as she steps over to the turnbuckle and climbs up to the second rope, looking down at The Plague who still had the steel chair around his neck.
Zach Davis: No! NO!!! DAMNIT NO!!! You’re going to break his damn neck!!! Get down!!! GET DOWN!!! Someone stop this!!! STOP THIS!!!
Freddy Whoa: Lilith is--- wait… WAIT! Who is that?! A fan just jumped over the barrier and has got into the ring…
Zach Davis: That is no fan, Freddy… that is Karma!!! The Plagues wife!!! Get her, Karma! Kill Lilith!!! Do us all a favor!!!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!!!
Inside the ring Karma immediately grabs hold of the steel chair and throws it outside of the ring, she checks on her husband for a short while making sure he is okay… but he already seems to be shaking it off as he slowly nods his head at his wife, pointing at Lilith.
Freddy Whoa: Wha--- what do you think he just told her?
Zach Davis: I… I think I have an idea. Lilith has no idea what she has done here…
Karma immediately stands up from her husband, anger clearly boiling within her, however she does not charge at Lilith who is still standing on the ropes… instead she just stands her ground and taunts Lilith, telling her to bring it! Lilith tilts her head not believing what she is seeing but finally does as she was told and steps down from the rope and across the ring to the woman standing before her. Lilith and Karma begin trash talking each other, Lilith seemingly laughing far more than Karma was and clearly not even taking her seriously… however before Lilith can even do anything, Karma SLAMS a hard right fist right into Liliths jaw… causing the brunette to stumble backwards, grabbing her face in complete disbelief at what had just happened.
Zach Davis: DID YOU SEE THAT SHOT?!! MY GOD!!! THAT GIRL IS NO PUSH OVER!!!
Freddy Whoa: Of course shes not, Zach! Karma spent years in the indies… she knows how to fight! These two are about to blow the roof off of this place!!!
Shaking off the cobwebs, Lilith charges at Karma and the two of them connect, crashing down onto the floor. Karma and Lilith begin to exchange blows as they roll out of the ring and onto the floor beneath them. Karma throws another hard right, but Lilith blocks… sending a headbutt crashing down into Karma forehead… which seemingly dazes them both. Lilith steps back from the other woman, picking her up off the floor with her and throws her HARD into the ringpost… BUT KARMA REVERSES… Lilith colliding and smashing her head right off of the steel beam. Lilith collapses onto the floor as Karma steps over to the downed wrestler and sends a boot HARD into her head. Karma grabs Lilith, picking her up off the floor and throwing her into the barrier… Lilith crashing hard into it and sending a few of the nearby fans drinks flying everywhere. Back inside the ring The Plague has finally got back up onto his feet as he leans against the ropes watching the fight going on below him.
Zach Davis: He looks like he is enjoying this!
Freddy Whoa: Of course he is! His wife is beating the holy hell out of Lilith as we speak!!! He could he NOT enjoy this?!
Lilith is now busted open outside of the ring as Karma continues to go hard at her, if The Plague could eat some popcorn whilst watching this, he definitely would be. Karma blows a kiss to her husband before picking Lilith up onto her shaky feet....
Zach Davis: EXPLODER SUPLEX!!!
Freddy Whoa: This… I mean… errrrrr… WHOA!!!
Karma smiles to herself as she picks Lilith up once again and rolls her back into the ring towards her patiently waiting husband. With the last of her energy Lilith looks up at the couple who are standing above her, knowing that whatever is about to happen to her won’t be good… The Plague reaches down to grab Lilith around her head but just as he does so he notices something out of the corner of his eye.
Zach Davis: Security and officials are making their way down to the ring! They’re telling The Plague to break this up!
Several officials jump up into the ring and get inbetween the downed and out of of, Lilith, and Kevin Bishop and his wife. They gently push the couple away from the scene as more officials make their way down to the ring. Finally nodding his head The Plague jumps down and out of the ring and slowly starts making his way up the ramp with his wife by his side. A few of the officials check on Liliths condition as the brunette leans up against the ropes, carefully watching The Plague and Karma walking away… with a smile on her face.
Zach Davis: I can’t believe what I am seeing. Shes smiling about this?! Karma damn near destroyed the girl and she finds it amusing?! There is something seriously wrong with this girl…
Freddy Whoa: You’re only just figuring that out now?! Lilith is a deranged, deranged individual… and I don’t see this ending any time soon…
Zach Davis: Unfortunately, I think you’re right… lets, ummmmm… lets take a commercial break. This has just been too much. Folks we’ll be right back...
Out of the blue, the opening riff to Metallica’s “Some Kind of Monster” starts…
Zach Davis: That music sounds familiar!
Freddy Whoa:: There was a rumor circulating that he was in Hawaii.
The music fades from Metallica to Disturbed’s “The Vengeful One” as a woman walks out in a black and purple dress, followed by the man WCF knew before as Randall Kash. On the big screen behind them is the word ONYX in silver letters on a black background. Kash/Onyx is wearing a black suit and purple shirt, ignoring the crowd chants. Onyx is handed a microphone, as the crowd continues to chant “welcome back”. He stands stoically for a minute or two.
Onyx: Two years.
The crowd is electric, Onyx lowers the microphone again as he waits for the crowd to quiet down.
Onyx: Two years ago, I walked into this company as a man on one last mission. One last shot to reclaim some sort of glory or something.
And I did not get it. No fault of anyone else’s but my own. So I went home. I left with my tail tucked between my legs and swore I was done with this business. I felt the business had passed me by. I felt I could no longer hang in this ring with the new brood.
I felt I had nothing left to say.
Onyx lowers the microphone again, bowing his head in the process. Onyx nods his head a little before continuing
Onyx: A couple of months ago, I was given an offer, a new opportunity to do what I've done better than anybody before me. Get back on the stick, get back in the ring, get BACK into the heads of all the weak-minded motherfuckers.
I was still as angry as I've always been. I can still tear somebody a new asshole. Hell, where I am now, I've managed to piss off an entire locker room JUST for speaking the truth.
Then I ran into an old friend who told me this place needs a man like me here again. The man, the maniac, the monster. I made some calls, did a little negotiating, which brings us RIGHT HERE in this very moment.
And I only have one demand. I ain't going to wait years, crawl up the ranks like a snail on ice. I am putting EVERY… CHAMPION… on notice. I WILL hold gold sooner AND later.
Some douchebag once said he wasn't a good guy, he wasn't a bad guy, he was THE guy. Full honesty, I am a VERY bad guy, and I am VERY impatient.
1...2...Onyx is coming for…
Slam goes to commercial.
Tag Team Titles Match
Oblivion/Doc Henry vs Tomohawk/Captain WCF
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.
The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...
Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp. Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.
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...
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
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
You I was up in my room let the stereo blaze
Kyle Steel: From Euphoria... Weighing in at 325 pounds... He is the God of Enlightenment... Oblivion!!
I was faded not jaded
Just a kid with a pad and a pen and a big imagination.
all this, I seek, I find
I push the envelope to the line
MAKE IT... BREAK IT... TAKE IT...
UNTIL I'M OVERRATED...
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.
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 run up steel steps and climb the turnbuckle from out the ring, once again hyping up the ring...
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion stomps around, taking long strides, barking, shaking the top ring rope.
Dr. Feelgood hits the speakers and as the main riff blasts through the arena, Doc, and Master Ryushi emerge on the stage. Looking around, he raises his fists in the air, the crowd cheering wildly as he then leads the way to the ring. Climbing up the steps, he hops the turnbuckle and 'gets loose' awaiting his opponents.
Tomohawk slowly walks down to the ring, head swaying in time to the music. Steps up to the mat from the floor, leans back against the top rope and backward-salts into the ring over the rope. Centers himself in the ring and raises one hand high in the air.
Captain WCF runs from the back as soon as his music hits, straight to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He then gets in the middle of the ring and does a super hero pose before running to his corner.
Zach Davis: Tag Team Titles on the line!, here we go!
Oblivion starts the match for his team, Captain WCF for his.
Freddy Whoa: The Captain up against The Monster!
Captain WCF walks up to Oblivion, looking confident... Then turns and runs away, tagging in Tomohawk.
Zach Davis: So much for that!
Tomohawk enters the ring and Oblivion rushes him, but Tomohawk sidesteps the big man, causing him to crash into the turnbuckle. Oblivion turns and eats a Dropkick from Tomohawk. The Monster doesn't go down, and Tomohawk hits an Overhand Chop. He still won't go down, and Tomohawk runs at him one last time.
Freddy Whoa: Yakuza Kick!
Oblivion catches Tomohawk and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex! Tomohawk is sent flying across the ring. Oblivion lifts him up and shoves him into a neutral corner before starting to stomp a mudhole in him.
Zach Davis: Oblivion in control now, and that isn't a good thing for the Champions!
Oblivion presses himself into Tomohawk before whipping him to the opposite corner. He runs at him and Clotheslines him into it. Tomohawk stumbles out of the corner and Oblivion executes a Back Bodydrop. Tomohawk starts to get up and Oblivion lifts him, throws him to the ropes and then executes a Tiltawhirl Backbreaker!
Freddy Whoa: Oblivion with the pin!
NO!, broken up by Captain WCF. Oblivion gets up and roars as The Captain, who screams and runs away. Oblivion lifts Tomohawk up and throws him to the ropes again, this time hitting a Samoan Drop before tagging in Doc Henry.
Zach Davis: Here comes Doc the Co-
Freddy Whoa: Seth told us we need to stop saying that nickname on air.
Henry comes in and waits for Tomohawk to get to his feet. Once Tomohawk is up, Henry hits him with a Spinning Heel Kick. Tomohawk catches the leg and spins him around - but Henry is able to poke Tomohawk in the eye before he can attack.
Zach Davis: Good ole Doc Henry!
Henry backs into the ropes and runs at Tomohawk, going for a Spear!, but Tomohawk sidesteps him. He grapples Henry from behind but Henry switches behind him. Henry executes a German Suplex!, into the bridge pin!
Freddy Whoa: One! Two!
No!, Tomohawk kicks out. Henry lifts him up and goes for a kick but Tomohawk catches it and executes a Dragonscrew Legwhip!
Zach Davis: Tomohawk dives and tags in The Captain!
Freddy Whoa: When is Captain WCF going to launch Captain WCF Rum?
Captain WCF comes in and invites Henry to come at him. Henry runs at him and Captain WCF executes a Hip Toss. Captain WCF hits the ropes and executes a Leg Drop before going for a quick pin.
No!, Henry gets the shoulder up. Captain WCF lifts him up and executes a Body Slam before running to the ropes and going for a Running Senton Splash but Henry rolls out of the way. Henry gets to his feet and pulls the Captain in, hitting a Pedigree!
Zach Davis: Doc Henry with the pin attempt now!
Broken up by Tomohawk.
Freddy Whoa: Oblivion gets back into the frey!
Oblivion runs at Tomohawk and Clotheslines him over the top rope, sending both men spilling outside. The legal men are to their feet and trading blows in the center of the ring, Captain WCF sends Doc Henry to the ropes but as Henry comes back Captain telegraphs a Back Bodydrop, allowing Doc to kick him in the chest. Doc then DDTs him to the mat.
Zach Davis: Doc Henry climbing to the top...
Freddy Whoa: Into the pin!
NO!, Captain WCF kicks out. Doc quickly puts Captain WCF into a Chinlock.
Zach Davis: Both Doc Henry and Oblivion are former Tag Team Champions, though never with each other. Doc Henry is famously one half of the New Confederacy with Johnny Reb.
The fans begin chanting for The Captain, who works his way to his feet. He elbows his way free and then hits the ropes, but as he comes back Henry catches him and takes him down with a Neckbreaker!
Freddy Whoa: Doc Henry with the reversal! And now he tags Oblivion back in.
Oblivion enters the match and approaches Captain WCF. Captain WCF gets terrified and rolls away and tags in Tomohawk.
Zach Davis: Here comes Tomohawk!
Tomohawk Springboards into the ring and hits Oblivion with a Missile Dropkick to the chest. Oblivion stumbles backwards and Tomohawk runs at him - but Oblivion catches him and executes a T-Bone Suplex!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Oblivion quickly pulls Tomohawk in and goes for the pin.
NO!, Tomohawk gets the shoulder up.
Zach Davis: No one thought the bizarre pairing of Tomohawk and Captain WCF would be able to defeat Zero Tolerance, but they did it. They're a better tag team than they get credit for!, and their tenacity is showing that right now.
Oblivion lifts Tomohawk up and throws him to the ropes. As Tomohawk comes back Oblivion lifts him up and drops him with a Gorilla Press Backbreaker!
Freddy Whoa: What strength!
Oblivion tags in Doc Henry. Henry is on the top and dives.
Zach Davis: CONFEDERATE ROCKET!
He hits Tomohawk with it! Doc Henry pins him!
NO!, Tomohawk kicks out!
Freddy Whoa: Again! That tenacity is what has made Tomohawk and Captain WCF a great team!
Henry lifts Tomohawk up and goes for a Rude Awakening style Neckbreaker but Tomohawk is able to push him off. Henry hits the ropes and Tomohawk kicks him in the gut as he comes back and hits a Jacknife Backbreaker!
Zach Davis: DAMNN!
Henry rolls away and tags Oblivion back in. Oblivion runs at Tomohawk but Tomohawk ducks a Clothesline attempt. Oblivion goes into the ropes and as he comes back Tomohawk hits the Talon Strike!
Freddy Whoa: TALON STRIKE!
Oblivion hits the mat. Captain WCF is on the turnbuckle. Tomohawk tags him in before lifting him, Military Press style, and bringing him into the ring.
Zach Davis: Oh my!
Captain WCF throws Captain WCF into the air and he hits a BANZAI SPLASH onto Oblivion!
Tomohawk stops Doc Henry from interfering.
Freddy Whoa: The Tag Team Champions retain!
Captain WCF looks down at The Monster, not believing that he pinned him! Oblivion starts to move and Captain WCF quickly grabs his Title and leaves the ring in fear. Tomohawk join him as they leave up the entryway.
Zach Davis: What is next for the team of Oblivion and Doc Henry?
Jared Holmes Segment
The camera cuts to Gemini Battle, walking through the back halls of the Stan Sheriff Center. As he turns a corner, a figure slips out of a doorway behind him, a hood over his head. Gemini hardly seems to mind – his eyes are forward as he continues onward. The figure raises an ominous shape – a baseball bat – clutching it in its hands before cocking back. The first blow to the back of the head knocks Gemini to his hands and knees, the Television Champion stunned from the sudden attack. The assailant steps forward and throws a kick to Battle’s face, rolling the TV Champion over before dropping the bat down on his head again. After two more vicious swings to render the champ unconscious, the figure rises and lowers his hood.
A shark-like grin spreads over the mouth of Jared Holmes as he bends down and pats Gemini Battle on the cheek.
Jared Holmes: Fuck, bruh, I literally said online I was doing this. I expected at least some kinda security.
Jared drops the bat beside Battle as he turns away, shoving the hands in the pockets of the hooded sweatshirt.
Jared Holmes: #Fuccboi.
As he walks off screen, he begins to whistle the “Twisted Nerve Theme”. The camera zooms in on the bloodied Television Champion as he slowly regains consciousness, rolling onto his haunches while clutching his ribs in pain.
Zach Davis: How did he say # like that!? I still don't get it. Anyway, our Television Title match ... is next!
Television Title Match
FPV vs Joe Smarts vs Gemini Battle
Zach Davis: Welcome back to SLAM, Live from the Stan Sheriff Center in Honolulu, Hawaii. Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for our weekly Television title match. Reigning champion Gemini Battle is defending against WCF up-and-comer Joe Smarts, and WCF Legend Frank Patrick Venable.
Freddy Whoa: Well... maybe. FPV and Joe Smarts are already in the ring, but we just saw Gemini Battle get viciously attacked. The match may not be on.
Kyle Steel: Unfortunately, Gemini Battle seems unable to compete tonight. This match-
No! Gemini Battle heads out from the entryway, hurting but refusing not to defend the Television Title. He slides in, whispers to Kyle.
Kyle Steel: Gemini Battle has declared he WILL compete!
The crowd pops.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is a triple-threat match for the WCF Television Championship. Introducing first, from Brisbane, Australia, Joe Smarts!
The Camera pans to Smarts as he poses.
Kyle Steel: His opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia: Frank Patrick Venable!
Now, the camera is focused on FPV, as he just stands in his corner and smiles.
Kyle Steel: And Finally, from Centereach, New York. He is the reigning Television Champion: Gemini Battle!
Zach Davis: I don't think this is a wise move on Gemini's part. I know he wants to compete, and I get that he has his pride, but it isn't his fault Holmes did what he did.
The bell sounds before Steel even has a chance to get out of the ring. Gemini, like a cornered dog, tackles down Joe Smarts. Smarts is able to roll away and escape the hurt Gemini, but as he gets to his feet he gets a Superkick from FPV!
Freddy Whoa: Just about took his head off!
FPV picks Battle up but Battle is vicious and begins fighting. At this point, Battle and Venable are trading vicious blows, back and forth. FPV blocks one and takes Gem down with a standing dropkick. He stays directly on the champ, dropping several repeated fist drops.
Unbeknownst to the two in the ring, Joe Smarts has woken up and groggily grabbed a baseball bat from under the ring. He takes is and slides in. He starts swinging, but is so dizzy he can’t see straight and hits the top rope, causing it to bounce out of his hands. FPV begins trading blows with Smarts.
Zach Davis: What the hell is he doing? Bats aren't legal!
Battle has gotten up and is stalking FPV, setting up a spear. Smarts turns FPV around. Battle dashes, but FPV moves quickly, causing Gemini to hit Smarts with the spear. As Smarts rolls out of the ring, Gem turns around right into…
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!
Battle hits the ground hard, and FPV goes for the pin.
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, and the NEW WCF Television Champion, Frank Patrick Venable!
Kevin Bishop steps out onto the entryway as FPV begins celebrating. Gemini Battle has left the ring and is being checked on by medics.
Zach Davis: Luckily for Gemini Battle, maybe now he can put all of his focus towards Corey Black and Thomas Uriel Bates. That said, the situation between FPV and Bishop is a bit more complicated now...
Bishop has a mic.
Kevin Bishop: Wow, FPV. What a "man of the people." Taking advantage a vicious attack on Gemini Battle like that? In fact, I find it funny that you came back with all of those Pantheon guys that you supposedly don't have anything to do with - and Jared Holmes just happens to help you win? Hmm.
FPV takes serious offense to the accusation, he's about to get out and attack Bishop.
Kevin Bishop: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on there, Frank. You see, I'm actually out here to make an announcement. You may think that now that you're the Television Champion, I'd like you to put the belt on the line against me at Helloween.
The crowd pops!
Kevin Bishop: Unlike you, Frank, I'm not greedy. I'm the People's Champion.
Bishop adjusts the belt on his shoulder.
Kevin Bishop: Obviously, you still do need to defend your belt at Helloween, of course. Luckily for me, I talked to Seth and you'll be defending that belt against another member of the Brotherhood! Hope you don't mind doing double duty, Frank!
Bishop's music hits as he taunts Frank a bit and we go to commercial.
Jason O'Neal/Johnny Evil/Kidd Krazzy vs Jared Holmes/Johnny Rabid/Wade Moor
#1 by Nelly hits and Jason O'Neal walks arrogantly walks to the ring.
The lights fade through the arena and begin to flicker as "Square Hammer" by Ghost plays through the speakers. Johnny steps out onto the stage dressed in (will send in attire prior to match). He looks around for a moment, before stepping over to one side of the stage and pointing outward with his finger into the audience. Johnny makes his way to the other side of the stage and does the same thing. He then paces and begins to hop around a bit and hype up the crowd.
After a moment, Johnny begins a somewhat fast jog down the ramp to the rhythm of the music all while speading his arms out like a plane and spinning around a bit. Once he makes his way to the ringside area, he slides through the bottom rope and then hops to his feet. He begins a pace around the ring before ascending the ropes. Johnny begins talking and hyping up the audience as he lifts his arms into the air and sways them up and down. As his music dies down and the lights return to their normal state, he hops off the ropes and gets ready for his match.`
Psycho by puddle of mudd, Kidd Krazzy comes running out head banging and flashing his kk hand signal ( puts thumbs pointer and middle fingers togather to look like ks.)
“Death Breath - Toxic Avenger Remix” by Bring Me The Horizon hits as a huge pyrotechnic barrage explodes around the jumbotron. As the smoke clears, we see Johnny Rabid standing tall; arms out stretched as he spins on the spot. Rabid struts down the ramp, snarling and gnashing his teeth at a stray cameraman as Johnny's name appears on a Slam Graphic. Meanwhile, Rabid's 'tron plays in the background; it's Johnny hitting the Kingdom Destroyer on a cavalcade of doomed jobbers, this scene is intercut with footage of Lon Chaney in Tod Browning's "London After Midnight" (1927). Rabid reaches the ramp and climbs the turnbuckle, “smelling” the boo's from the crowd before taking off his black trench-coat and shades and waving his hapless opponent on with a cocky smirk on his face.
The lights in the arena dim as the opening to “21st Century Schizoid Man” by King Crimson starts playing over the P.A. Wade Moor slips out from behind the curtain – Hacksaw Jim Thuggin by his side and that black acoustic guitar strapped to his back - and lumbers out onto the stage. He stares out to the hot “booing” crowd, eyes always scanning, never relenting. A smile creeps up the side of his face, blaring with deep blue strobe lights, as he starts his way down the ramp.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring from The Everglades, weighing in at 280 lbs….WAAAADE POSEIDON MMMOOOOOORRRRRRR!!!!!
Wade puts his hand on the apron, slides
his guitar in, and then slides in himself, slithering towards the center of the ring. He hikes up on one knee and holds his hand out to his sides and yells to the crowd.
“UNLEASH THE LEVIATHAN!!!”
He removes his straw hat and hands his effects to Hacksaw Jim Thuggin. He starts stretching out the ropes as
he awaits the start of the match.
“Death Breath - Toxic Avenger Remix” by Bring Me The Horizon hits as a huge pyrotechnic barrage explodes around the jumbotron. As the smoke clears, we see Johnny Rabid standing tall; arms out stretched as he spins on the spot. Rabid struts down the ramp, snarling and gnashing his teeth at a stray cameraman as Johnny's name appears on a Slam Graphic. Meanwhile, Rabid's 'tron plays in the background; it's Johnny hitting the Kingdom Destroyer on a cavalcade of doomed jobbers, this scene is intercut with footage of Lon Chaney in Tod Browning's "London After Midnight" (1927). Rabid reaches the ramp and climbs the turnbuckle, “smelling” the boo's from the crowd before taking off his black trench-coat and shades and waving his hapless opponent on with a cocky smirk on his face.
Zach Davis: And here we go- oh wait!
Jason O"Neal grabs Johnny Evil from behind and drops him with an RKO.
Freddy Whoa: LAGIAPPE!
Zach Davis: Kidd Krazzy angrily rushes forward.
Freddy Whoa: SENSATION SUPERKICK!
Jason O'Neal drops Kidd Krazzy. O'Neal then drops out and begins heading to the back.
Zach Davis: Looks like the Real Deal isn't having any of this match...
Freddy Whoa: What did Seth expect, putting three opponents together?
Zach Davis: I think this is exactly what he expected! He likes messing with people.
Wade Moor scurries in and pins Kidd Krazzy.
Kidd Krazzy kicks out!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Kidd Krazzy is lifted up by Wade Moor but he starts fighting back. He drops Moor with a Dropkick before running to the ropes and hitting a Flying Headscissors.
Zach Davis: Kidd Krazzy is, of course, Krazzy.
Kidd Krazzy picks Moor up and Headbutts him. Moor oversells like madman and turns into his corner, tagging in Johnny Rabid.
Freddy Whoa: Krazzy tags in Evil!
Johnny Evil gets in the ring and steps up to Rabid. The two begin trading blows.
Zach Davis: Johnny Evil actually gets the upper hand... he pulls Rabid in and hits an Implant DDT!
Johnny Evil pins Johnny Rabid.
No!, Rabid gets the shoulder up. Evil tags in Krazzy.
Freddy Whoa: They're down one partner here.
Kidd Krazzy Springboads into the ring and hits Rabid with a Flying Headscissors. Rabid gets back to his feet and Krazzy runs at him and hits a Hurricanrana into a pin!
Rabid escapes and rolls away, tagging in Holmes. Holmes comes in and yells at Krazzy to bring it. Krazzy runs nnd Holmes picks him up onto his shoulders.
Zach Davis: BABYMAKER!
NO!, Krazzy reverses that into a Flying Headscissors! Holmes rolls away and tags in Moor. Moor enters the ring just as Krazzy is able to kick him in the gut and headuutt him before throwing him to the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: Krazzy drops Moor with a Spinning Heel Kick.
Krazzy runs to the ropes and Springboards, taking Moor down with a Single Arm DDT. He then runs to the ropes again and Springboards again.
Zach Davis: MOOR HAS IT SCOUTED! He shoves Krazzy away! Krazzy quickly tags in Evil who comes in.. Evil runs in and Moor has tagged in Rabid!
Rabid lifts Evil up into a Pop Up Powerbomb! He drops onto Johnny Rabid, hooking the leg.
No!, Rabid gets the shoulder up. Krazzy hops in and Springboards, hitting an Armbreaker. Rabid rolls away and tags in Holmes.
Freddy Whoa: Here comes the 6x God..
Holmes pulls Krazzy in.
Zach Davis: DOLPHIN DRIVER!
Holmes pins him.
Zach Davis: Mercifully, this match is over. These guys couldn't communicate as a team, and Pantheon took advantage.
Freddy Whoa: Not to mention Jason O'Neal screwing them over to begin with! They gave Pantheon a run for their money, who knows what could've happened if O'Neal stuck around and fought?
Slam fades to black.
Gemini Battle Segment
The camera turns backstage where former WCF Television Champion Gemini Battle is yelling and punching walls after his devastating defeat to FPV moments earlier.
Hank Brown: Gemini… Gemini… can I have a word?
Gemini Battle: A WORD? You can have a couple of words, Hanky. But more importantly I’ve got a couple of words for Jared Holmes, you think that your little attack is gonna stop me? You think that your little games are gonna work, Sharkboy? You think that attacking me and causing me to lose after you predicted it is gonna get in my head and distract me from my main goal.
Gemini Battle: You obviously don’t know me nearly as well as you think you do. You see you may have come back and joined Pantheon, but this… this isn’t why Pantheon was originally created. You and Wade Moor and ZMac… that’s not what Pantheon was intended for. You shook the world… you’ve tried to drown the WCF, but I came out unscathed, and not only that but stronger than ever. I didn’t succeed because you all bailed, I succeeded despite the fact that you all left.
Gemini Battle: Because when you left I was left without an enemy. When you all left I became public enemy number one, and now that you’re back my mentality hasn’t changed. I’m still public enemy number one and I’m still the best that the WCF has to offer. You all coming back only creates more people for me to defeat and more ways for me to succeed.
Gemini Battle: My Television title may be gone, but my World Title is right around the corner. And there’s nothing that you, or Pantheon can do about it.
The scene cuts to commercial.
Thomas Uriel Bates vs Zombie McMorris
Zach Davis: Folks, get ready. In just a few moments we are going to have a knock down fight. Thomas Bates will take on the Coked Up Mad Man, Zombie McMorris and it promises to be a challenge for both men.
Freddy Whoa: I’m excited.
“Midnight Rider” by the Allman Brothers Band blares over the PA system as the titron begins showing clips of Thomas Uriel Bates riding his motorcycle along a deserted highway, then images of previous matches against legends and superstars of the WCF, ending with him holding the WCF World Championship in the air at WCF Revenge. As the video continues to play, Thomas Uriel Bates steps out to the stage wearing his wrestling attire, and holding the WCF World Championship on his shoulder.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at four hundred and thirty pounds and standing at six foot, nine inches. From Huntsville, Alabama, the Mountain of WCF, the WCF World Champion; Thomas Uriel Bates!
Bates glares down at the ring, staring intensely at the ring as he walks towards it. He arrives at the ring and walks up the steps. He moves to the center of the apron, and looking out towards the fans, he steps over the top rope and enters the ring. Bates steps towards the center, turns to face the stage, and stretches out his arms, and roars. The crowd joins in, amplifying the thunderous effect.
Zach Davis: Thomas Bates verse Zombie McMorris, this is a main event level match up.
Freddy Whoa: I can tell you one thing, this is going to be a brawl. ZMAC gives up three inches and almost three hundred pounds.
Zach Davis: That’s right! Bates is one of the largest and most powerful wrestlers ever in WCF and ZMAC, well… One of the most unorthodox and brutal. ZMAC to his credit has the speed advantage as well as the striking and reach advantage but if he gets caught; man is it going to hurt.
Freddy Whoa: But what do we hear all the time from ZMAC; Honey Badger don’t give a ‘you know what.’
" Killed By Death " 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.
Zach Davis: It is always something to see Thomas Bates in the ring but it is striking when you have a tall, lean and lanky type man in ZMAC standing toe to toe with him before they go back to neutral corners.
::DING DING ::
ZMAC immediately charges Bates to connect with a superman punch but Bates shoves him away, all the way back to the adjacent corner. ZMAC springs up again for the same punch but Bates catches him with a gorilla press and throws ZMAC into the ropes. ZMAC is able to catch himself and springs off the ropes with a chop block; Bates drops to a knee. ZMAC hurries to his feet and hits Bates with a running knee to the back of Bates head. Bates falls to his side as ZMAC taunts him.
ZMAC: Aint so big now, are ya? I’mma make you work tonight, boy. I’mma make you work.
ZMAC starts punting Bates in the back and kidney as he fights through the assault and gets to a knee. ZMAC takes to the ropes for a low hanging front drop kick but Bates gets to a vertical stance and hits ZMAC with an over hand chop.
Zach Davis: And ZMAC hits the mat. Its like he got hit by a car with the impact that Bates made.
Freddy Whoa: And ZMAC is laughing.
Bates picks up ZMAC and connects with a stalling brainbuster.
Zach Davis: Bates goes for an early pin.
Freddy Whoa: And ZMAC kicks out, getting the shoulder up.
Bates picks up ZMAC and rears back for a powerful punch to the skull that sends ZMAC through the middle ropes and to the floor.
Zach Davis: Lets talk about Thomas Bates for a second. He is one of the strongest men in WCF, probably the strongest and ZMAC is the toughest. And Bates just sent ZMAC through the ropes with that punch and ZMAC is down; he might be out cold.
Freddy Whoa: And Bates wants Stanley Moses to count ZMAC out but Stanley just shrugs.
Zach Davis: He wont have to count long, ZMAC is standing.
Freddy Whoa: And he’s bleeding. I think he’s een laughing. Zach, You can see the dent that Thomas Bates put into ZMACs skull.
ZMAC: I told you. I told you that you gone hav’tah work tonight. Imma make you see Gawd, tonight.
Freddy Whoa: And ZMAC smears the blood all over his face and calls Bates to the outside.
Zach Davis: But Bates isn’t going for it. Bates is actually holding the ropes open for ZMAC to get back in.
ZMAC climbs up on the apron as Bates insists that he get back in the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Even with the disrespectful Zombie McMorris, Thomas Bates is a gentleman.
Zach Davis: And ZMAC responds with a spring board hurricanrana that brings both men to the outside.
ZMAC goes on the offensive again with mounted punches but Bates powers to his feet and charges the ring post, one, twice, trifecta, before hitting a devastating spine buster. Bates picks ZMAC up and rolls him back into the ring and starts laying the boots to ZMAC who is trying to climb his way up the ropes; laughing the entire time. Bates grans ahold of ZMAC and connects with a release German suplex that sends ZMAC flying across the ring.
Freddy Whoa: And ZMAC staggers back up to his feet and he is still laughing.
Zach Davis: He wants Bates to fight him.
Freddy Whoa: ZMAC has a death wish.
Zach Davis: The irony.
Bates stays on ZMAC and connects with a release belly to belly. ZMAC rolls out of the ring and props himself up against the barricade; still laughing.
Freddy Whoa: I would think that Bates would be getting frustrated.
???: You got that right Migal!
Zach Davis: Gravedigger? Where the hell have you been?
Gravedigger: Where the hell have I been; I’ve been right here the entire time. I’ve had mic problem for six months and not once have either of you offered to lend me a headset, a spare microphone or even a dixie cup with some string. I had to get this from Carlos on the Mexican announce team. I had to steal his job. And let me tell you about Zombie McMorris; he is going to make Thomas Bates work.
Zach Davis: Well its good to have you back; I guess.
Gravedigger: Shut your mouth, Davis.
Freddy Whoa: Thomas Bates holds the ropes open for ZMAC. He doesn’t want to go outside. He doesn’t want to fight a brawlers match with ZMAC.
Gravedigger: And that’s a good call.
ZMAC slides into the ring and pops up for a snap cutter but Bates throws him away and tries to connect with a big boot and ZMAC eats it; turning himself inside out.
Freddy Whoa: Bates Boot!
Gravedigger: How do you know? How do you know its not just a regular boot? He didn’t Irish Whip him ZMAC. That’s just a big boot by a big man.
Zach Davis: Wait! ZMAC with the flash school boy! Fuck the Finish!
Bates powers out so hard that it sends ZMAC flying up into the air. ZMAC comes back down catch himself and connect with a DDT.
Zach Davis: World Tour 69!
Bates powers out again. Bates picks up ZMAC and starts connecting with huge fists that sends ZMAC rocking back into the cormer where Bates just unloads with rights, left and headbutts. ZMAC slumps down to the mat and starts laughing.
Freddy Whoa: I don’t think ZMAC even knows where he is right now.
Zach Davis: And I think Bates unloaded on ZMAC for disrespecting him for the entire match.
Bates charges ZMAC for a running boot..
Zach Davis: ZMAC dodges it; Flacon Punch!
Freddy Whoa: Pin attempt!
Gravedigger: He’s trying to roll that pin attempt into a powerbomb but Bates is just too heavy.
ZMAC: You fat fuck!
ZMAC leaps over the large legs of Bates and connects with a forearm smash before taunting the crowd and met with mixed reactions before taking out a vile of power and snorting it.
Zach Davis: ZMAC taking things serious, he’s “coking up.”
Freddy Whoa: But here comes Bates!
Bates charges ZMAC and spears him into the turnbuckle and connects with a European uppercut.
Zach Davis: The Memphis Giant Slam!
Freddy Whoa: He’s calling for the Bates Boot! He picks ZMAC up.. Irish whip.
Gravedigger: Did you know the Irish were some of the first American slaves? Look it up; that man is a racist. Disgusting.
Zach Davis: Bates Boot!
Zach Davis: ZMAC gets his long leg on the ropes! Rope break!
Bates picks up ZMAC and sets him up for another move.
Freddy Whoa: The Badge!!
Bates with the safe cover.
Zach Davis: Bates did it! He beat ZMAC going into Helloween! This has to send a message.
The house lights go out briefly and when they come back on Jared Holmes is standing on the apron and Johnny Rabid is in the ring. Bates turns around..
Gravedigger: Dah Hawt Kingdom Destroyah!
Zach Davis: And Pantheon is mocking Bates. It wasn’t about beating him; it was about mocking him.
Gravedigger: Diamond pushups are hard to do on top of a mountain. Trust me, I’ve tried. I live at the top of a hill and I cant even do one pushup; let alone on top of a mountain. These are true heros. I salute them.
Zach Davis: It’s the ZT! They hit the ring as Pantheon make their escape and head into the crowd.
Freddy Whoa: You know, something seems off here. Gravedigger, let me take a look at you.
Gravedigger: No! Wait!
Freddy starts yanking at Gravedigger's face, and he pulls off.... a mask! That wasn't Gravedigger at all, but a random muscular stagehand!
Freddy Whoa: I knew it! After Seth resigned Joey Flash and everyone else, he wanted Gravedigger back so much he hired someone to play him and spliced together old voice clips to do commentary!
Seth Lerch walks out from the back.
Seth Lerch: I would've gotten away with it, too, if not for you meddling announcers! I'll get you next time!
Seth and the Gravedigger ripoff stagehand leave.
Joey Flash/Jayson Price/David Sanchez vs Crazy J/Adrian Archer/Jason Cash
Kyle Steel: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS 6 MAN TAG TEAM MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL..INTRODUCING FIRST, IN ORDER OF ENTRANCE, DAVID SANCHEZ, JOEY FLASH..AND JAYSON PRICE!!!!
The arena falls into a tepid silence as the opening guitar riff to Royal Blood’s “Out of the Black” begins to trickle out of the PA system, starting quiet and building to a thunderous din as the words kick into action. The crowd are perplexed at first until the screen does the legwork in identifying who is coming to the ring by showing highlights from the career of David Sanchez’ various matches..
The song plays on as the audience erupts into a sea of distasteful chants and a rapture of hissing, gesturing and miscellaneous disapproving noises. David Sanchez appears center stage, his eyes unblinking as he soaks in the loathing. Dressed in his simple wrestling gear of purple cage-fighting shorts, taped wrists, Black and purple boots, capped with cut-off, black gloves he appears a much different man than he does behind the curtain. In contrast to his drug-addled antics of promos both past and present, as well as the everyday struggles and politics of being the mayor, this impressive specimen wears only one additional item to approach the ring, a T-shirt he had launched through his wives’ online fashion outlet. The slogan branded on this simple black garment reads “[FEAR] Fuck Empathy” in purple font.
David’s emotionless stare at the crowd turns into a grimace at hearing their hatred towards him, even as he rebuilds their city, he was still always known as the bad guy. He begins a slow pace to the ring. No pyrotechnics are launched, nor do the lights flicker. He believed simplicity was more intimidating than flashing strobes, smoke and fireworks. As he walks he removes the aforementioned T-shirt, an action which draws a slight stirring from the fans closest to the ramp who believe they may be given this item of clothing. Instead, upon acknowledging this optimism, Sanchez simply hangs the T-shirt over the optical lens of the cameraman who had been documenting his walk to the ring, causing a momentary fault in focus which is quickly dealt with as the low hissing turns into a tidal wave of boos by those disheartened by his inability to share.
I’ve got a gun for a mouth,
‘Got a bullet with your name on it.
As the music shifts back to a heavy guitar solo, David Sanchez slides under the bottom ropes and leaps back to his feet, staring down the ring announcer without so much as batting an eyelid at the audience. With this final blatant disregard for showmanship he turns back to the stage, awaiting his opponent whilst stretching out his limbs in a warm-up. He acts as though the arena is empty, as if this was simply a practice run. A slightly troubling smile appears on his previously void of emotion complexion as the music ceases and the crowd’s obvious resentment for his presence surrounds him like a warm blanket of hate.
Mile Zero by Periphery hits the loudspeakers
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 next to Sanchez
All of the lights in the arena drop as the crowd silences with anticipation. Moments pass before "Explosia" by Gojira hits the arena speakers at a near deafening volume. The crowd lets loose with boos as a lone spotlight comes on and shines on the stage. Jayson Price walks out from the back to near nuclear heat from from the crowd, a grin on his face. He waves the crowd on from the top of the ramp, trying to get them to be louder. He then starts down the ramp, avoiding the grubby and dirty hands of the few fans that try to show him love, before stopping to knock the phone out of the hands of a fan trying to take a selfie. After laughing at the fan, he'll steal a beer, enjoy it in front of the unlucky fan and then throw the empty cup in their face before rolling under the bottom rope and popping up to his feet. He heads over to the corner and takes a seat on the top turnbuckle as he waits for the match to start.
Zach Davis: And there they are..quite the imposing force in the ring. Members of The Pantheon!
Freddy Whoa: Say what you will about them, but the accomplishments in that ring right now are incredible! Jayson Price’s return only adds more strength to an amazing force!
Kyle Steel: AND THEIR OPPONENTS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE! CRAZY J, JASON CASH, AND ADRIAN ARCHER!!!
The arena lights go out and a strobe light goes off over the entrance area. As Mutant X by Twiztid starts and Crazy J steps out wearing a ZT freekshow jersey and explosions go off on both sides and green lights shine down as smog comes from the ring post and Crazy J makes his way into the ring and when the smog clears Crazy J is rocking back and forth in the center of the ring like a crazy man… he then stands up and removes his jersey and is ready to battle
Hillbilly Deluxe hits on the PA system. Jason Cash walks out of the curtain with a huge smirk across his face. He looks around to the crowd before taking a large drink of his beer. He then makes his way down to the ring. Once inside, he reaches into his boot and takes out his can of cherry skoal. He gets himself a dip and he is ready to fight
Minus Human by Metallica and the San Francisco Symphony Begins to play...The screen reads the following
As The song kick in, pyros explode alongside the entrance way..A single spotlight shines in the darkened arena to reveal Adrian Archer, head bowed, arms out, palms pointed to the sky, motioning for the crowd to give it up for him. He dramatically flips his hood back, arms still out, strutting to the ring..When he reaches the ring, he climbs a turnbuckle, flips his robe off and opens his arms to the crowd, his Magnificent smile radiating from his face..After the show, he pulls the top rope, loosening up for battle.
Zach Davis: And across the ring, the representatives of the New WCF!
Freddy Whoa: Ah yes, the Basket of Deplorables! I mean, look over there at Pantheon..and look at Zero Tolerance! You have a hillbilly, a lunatic, and a Bastard against the best wrestlers in the world!
In Pantheons corner, Price and Flash playfully jostle over who should enter the ring first, showing their cockiness and disdain for their opponents. Sanchez, worked up and serious as always, gets between them and points to Cash saying he wants in. Cash, across the ring, smiles and gestures “Who..Me?” and throws his empty can of Skoal into the crowd and makes his way to the center of the ring, but not before saying “Im gonna git yer ass deported you dumb wet..”
He does not get to finish the sentence as Sanchez Rocks him with a European uppercut that sends a mass of Skoal and a wad of spit out of the ring. The bell rings as Sanchez takes the fight to Cash with several European uppercuts, cornering him then working his midsection, first with knees, then with a stiff roundhouse kick that sends Cash into a heap onto the mat.
Sanchez: WHOS THE WETBACK NOW?
Zach Davis: Apparently, Sanchez did not take to kindly to Cash’s social media posts.
Sanchez wastes no time, picking up Cash and hitting him with another uppercut that sends him into the ropes. Quickly, Sanchez grabs Cash and whips him far side against the ropes, catches him and lands a Tilt a Whirl backbreaker. Sanchez then hits Cash with a knee to the head. Then another. Then another. Then he backs away, motioning for Cash to get up. Cash slowly makes his way to his feet. Sanchez lays in wait, and when Cash is on his feet, runs and hits a kitchen sink knee, which sends Cash flipping over onto his back.
Zach Davis: Sanchez really taking it to Cash here!
Freddy Whoa: Zero Tolerance has made it a point to get noticed by Pantheon. Well, they have been noticed.
Sanchez grabs Cash into a front facelock dragging him to the corner. There, he executes Cornerstone Blues, a devastating DDT with impact to the bottom turnbuckle. From there, Sanchez pulls him by the legs and locks in Castros Clutch, a Camel Clutch. Cash hollers in pain, then starts to fight..He gets to his knees, then throws Sanchez over his head into the corner. Cash crawls to his corner and Tags Crazy J and rolls to the floor. Sanchez tags in Price. The two madmen run at each other, trading shots until Crazy J gets a stiff kick into the midsection of Price and drops him with a DDT. He goes for the cover..Not even a 1 count. Crazy J picks Price up but Price elbows him and delivers several rapid fire knees to the head followed by a Russian Leg Sweep. Camera closes in on Price who smiles, looks at Crazy J and rolls his eyes. Price gets up and grabs the leg of Crazy J and starts kicking the knee. J screams in pain. Price walks away and gloats to the crowd to a mixture of boos and cheers. When he turns around..
Zach Davis: THERES CRAZY J WITH A SPEAR! AND NOW HE IS UNLOADING ON THE HEAD OF PRICE!
Freddy Whoa: Jayson Price was in a coma at one time so those head shots could be deadly!
Joey Flash hits a Shining Wizard on Crazy J..The referee pushes Flash out of the ring while Price sits J up and pelts his face with knees, finishing with a running Yakuza Kick..But before he completes the “Kneegasm” Adrian Archer nails him with a flying forearm and rolls out before the ref sees. Both J and Price take a moment to recover, with J recovering first and hitting Price with a boot to the gut. J locks Price in and connects with a quick and stiff Piledriver. Flash cringes on the apron. Cash, now back in the corner, screams at J to cover him. He does..
Zach Davis: A kickout by Price! Price is in trouble here..
Crazy J whips Price to the ropes. A blind tag by Flash. Crazy J ducks, anticipating a back body drop but Price leapfrogs and Flash follows up with SUDDEN FLASH! Flash goes for the cover..
Zach Davis: No J Kicks out! The Zero Tolerance fans cheering for J but he is in there with a wrestling ICON
Freddy Whoa: Be interesting to see the two styles. Hardcore vs. Technical prowess of Flash!
Flash lifts all 325 lbs of Crazy J to his feet and proceeds to pepper him with left and right combos. Jab. Jab. Jab hook to the body. Right cross. Left hook. J taking it all and still standing until J blocks a hard right cross attempt and sends Flash down with a right of his own. Flash kips back up but J lands a clothesline that causes Flash to flip onto his face. J is down as well. J starts to stumble towards his corner. The crowd roars…Anticipating a hot tag to Archer. J reaches Archer. Tag! Flash has gotten up and the two meet in the middle of the ring Archer starts pelting Flash with right hands. Flash blocks about the fifth and slams Archer to the ground with a legsweep, proceeding to pelt Archer with rights on the ground. Flash quickly moves Archer vertical and executes a belly to back suplex. Flash goes to the corner, tags in Sanchez. Sanchez and Flash remain in the ring and whip Archer to the far ropes. Flash executes a drop toe hold and Sanchez lays a vicious roundhouse to the head of Archer as he was going to the mat.
Zach Davis: BALLGAME! COVER BY SANCHEZ!
Freddy Whoa: WOAH!Save by Cash!!
Zach Davis: But Barely!
Sanchez gets up and charges Cash but the ref stands between them. Archer slides behind Sanchez.
Zach Davis: ROLLUP!!!!
NO! Save by Price! And here comes J! Here comes Flash! All six men in the ring and hell has broken loose!
J clotheslines Price outside the ring over the top rope. Cash and Archer follow suit with Sanchez. Crazy J runs to the opposite ropes and then hits a suicide dive outside the ring! Ugly, but effective as it sends Price and Sanchez into the barrier with J laying on top of them on his back. J gets up but from out of nowhere from the crowd, fuego del eterno infierno silencioso pops up like a Jack in the Box from behind the barricade and blows fire into Crazy J’s face. J stumbles blinded and screaming around the ring.
Zach Davis: DID YOU SEE THAT??
Freddy Whoa:: Apparently the ref didn’t..
Cash and Archer turn to Joey Flash who was running towards them. Flash leaps But gets caught by Cash..
Zach Davis: REBEL YELL!!!!!! Archer climbing to the top!!!
Archer climbs to the top turnbuckle. He points to the sky and lifts his arms out wide!
Freddy Whoa: HELLELUJAH!
Archer leaps. From nowhere, Jared Holmes yanked Joey Flash out of the way just before the impact. Before the referee can disqualify Team Pantheon, Jason Cash starts unloading on Holmes. Both roll to the floor, where the other members of the team grab Cash and start unloading on him while Jared Holmes scurries away.. In the ring, Flash has Archer..
Zach Davis: PAIN IS LOVE! PAIN IS LOVE! FLASH HAS IT LOCKED ON THE ARM THAT JUST GOT SMASHED WHEN ARCHER MISSED HALLELUJAH!
Archer is yelling..Screaming in pain. Inching his way to the ropes..The anguish, the agony in Archers face is hard to watch..He will not tap out,
but he is a breath or two from having his elbow wrenched out of joint..
Zach Davis: ARCHER IS SO CLOSE BUT FLASH HAS IT LOCKED IN!!!!!!!
Within a fingertips reach…..
The bell rings..
Zach Davis: Oh My God! Flash just caused Archer to pass out! Flash releases the hold, and Team Pantheon has won!!!!
Freddy Whoa: The ref never called for the bell! He is furious outside!
“Master of Puppets” hits and Seth Lerch comes from the back with a microphone.
Seth Lerch: NO NO NO! HELL NO! GOD NO! FUCK NO! HOLMES YOU SUNUVA BITCH! I SAW YOU RING THAT BELL! THE MATCH CONTINUES! SECURITY..SHOW MR. HOLMES OUT THE HARD WAY!!
Seth drops the mic and leaves the entranceway to a loud mix of boos and Cheers..
Zach Davis: The match continues! Archer hasn't passed out after all!
Flash rushes Archer but Archer rolls Flash up!
Freddy Whoa: HE GOT HIM!
NO!, NO! FLASH ESCAPED IT IN THE NICK OF TIME!
Zach Davis: Both men are to their feet...
Archer runs at Flash.
Freddy Whoa: SUDDEN FLASH!
Joey Flash drops down and pins Adrian Archer.
Zach Davis: And there it is. Pantheon takes another one.
Flash gets to his feet and demands the ref raise his arm. The ref does so, he never wasn't going to, Flash was being a dick for no reason. Archer rolls out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Pantheon once again showing themselves to be unbeatable...
Zach Davis: That fake bell ring by Holmes throws everything into question, though. Adrian Archer wasNOT going to give up. If Holmes hadn't messed everything up, could Adrian have reversed it differently?
Freddy Whoa: We may find out at Helloween!
Steven Singh Segment
Freddy Whoa: We go now backstage to Steven Singh who, we're told, is ready to announce his tag team partner for his title shot at Hellimination!
Zach Davis: Well if you saw any of those publicly posted applications, the choice is pretty obvious.
In locker room backstage, Steven Singh sits with his arms crossed and a sullen look on his face. His assistant, Erica Baringer, appears downright chipper, standing just over his right shoulder. She looks at the Singh, waiting for him to speak; The Superstar's eyes dart everywhere but the camera, not excited to make this announcement. She elbows him.
Steven Singh: Oh, is it now? Are we doing this?
Erica: Yes, we're doing this. You're announcing your tag partner.
Steven Singh: You do it. He's your choice, you do it.
Erica: He's the right choice.
She clears her throat and looks directly into the camera.
Steven Singh: At Hellimination, The Superstar Steven Singh will vie for the WCF Tag Team Championships alongside his partner, Od--
There's a knock at the door. Singh sits forward a bit.
Steven Singh: Yeah?
The door swings open and in walks.....Cliff of Doom?
Steven Singh: We're doing a goddamn segment here, what do you want?
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Cliff: Now, Steven, is that any way to talk to your new partner?
Erica: New partner? What are you talking about? He's already picked his partner. Besides, you never even handed in an application.
Cliff: Yeah, I've never been good at deadlines. But who cares? This is wrestling. Stipulations get broken all time.
Cliff looks at Steven.
Cliff: Look, you need a partner and I need the kind of money that winning the Tag Team Titles can bring me. I'm just as good or better than anybody who sent in an application. Before War, I was 4-0. Hell, I lasted almost three hours in War made it to the final five. You were undefeated before War, too, and you had a breakout performance at War. Think about it. You and I are the two hottest rookies in the WCF right now. If you and I combined our talents, there is no way we wouldn't win the Tag Team Titles.
Erica: You think you can just...
Steven Singh: Easy, Assistant.
The Superstar looks Cliff of Doom up and down with a squint.
Steven Singh: You're in!
Steven Singh: Didn't you hear this guy? He was undefeated! He lasted three hours at War! We're primed to be the rookie breakout sensations! Who even knows if Oldin Balsnore can even still go!
Erica: He literally JUST broke the War elimination record--
Steven Singh: Old news, Assistant! It's Steven Singh and Cliff Doom!
Cliff: It's Cliff OF Doom.
Steven Singh: Like I said! Steven and Cliff: War standouts! Undefeated Newb Sensations! Co-Rookies of the year!
Erica: Are you sure about--
The Superstar pops to his feet and extends a hand bombastically. Cliff of Doom pauses for just a moment but then shakes it and nods to his new partner.
Steven Singh: Eat it, Seth! WCF, you're looking at your future TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! I did NOT see that one coming.
Zach Davis: No one did! He cast a wide net and caught a huge fish but he's throwing it back for....Cliff of Doom?!
Freddy Whoa: Hey now, he's shown a lot of promise to this point in his career!
Zach Davis: Maybe so but he's lacking a certain...Thickness that Singh was offered.
Freddy Whoa: Fair enough, Zach.
World Title Match
Adam Young vs Corey Black
The house lights lower down to one single white light hitting the entrance
Child's voice: 1,2 buckle my shoe. 3,4 shut the door. 5,6 Adam's going to break your neck.
"2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted" by 2Pac starts playing and the single white light begins to flicker threw the smoke filling up the entrance. The jumbotron lights up with a waving American flag and the words "Revenge" written over it. Out steps Adam Young in his camo pants, black combat boots, black "1 Sick Bastard" tee shirt. The song kicks in and Adam pulls the t-shirt over his head and begins walking towards the ring with his famous icy stare towards the ring.
Crowd: One Sick Bastard!
Adam arrives at the ring and circles it before climbing up on the ring apron where he wipes his feet before climbing into the ring. Adam walks to the center of the ring and throws his arms wide open.
Zach Davis: Alright, here we go. Adam Young, veteran of our business and of WCF, against... what do we call Corey Black? A super-veteran?
Freddy Whoa: We call him the King of All Wrestlers, Zach.
"The Way of Vikings" by Amon Amarth hits the PA as the lights drop and purple lights illuminate the arena. A few moments later Corey Black emerges from the backstage area wearing a black leather vest and with Nikki Venus by his side. The WCF World Title is slung over his shoulder. The crowd boos as Corey and Nikki make their way to the ring. Black slides in while Nikki takes her place in his corner on the floor. Corey drops his vest to her and simply waits in the corner as the crowd continues to jeer.
Zach Davis: It's weird to hear the crowd boo Corey Black, but they don't have any love for Pantheon or the attitude they've shown since forming up.
Freddy Whoa: What is going to be even weirder is if they start to cheer Adam Young.
Black and Young circle each other but Black clearly has no respect for Young and rushes right in. Young sidesteps him and grapples him from behind but Corey elbows him away. Corey rushes AY again and this time Young is able to get him with an Arm Drag. Corey gets back up and is met with a Dropkick from Young. Corey rolls out of the ring, annoyed.
Zach Davis: These two know each other SO well, and despite that, Corey decided to take him lightly.
Before Corey can even begin to gather his thoughts, Adam Young flies out with a Suicide Dive!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Young quickly lifts Corey up and rolls him back into the ring. He pins him!
NO!, Corey kicks out.
Zach Davis: I'm not sure I can imagine a universe with Adam Young as our World Champion. That said, we've seen a lot of unimaginable things happen lately.
Young lifts Corey up and throws him into a corner. Young runs at him but Corey gets the boot up. Young is sent reeling and Corey runs at him and hits a Lariat from behind. Young goes down onto his hands and knees and Corey lifts him back up, quickly hitting a Half Nelson Suplex!, dropping Young right on his head.
Freddy Whoa: ....OUCH.
Corey pins Young now.
No!, Adam Young with the kickout.
Zach Davis: Say what you want about Adam Young but he's one of the most technically proficient wrestlers in the company. He knows his way out of any given hold, AND out of pin attempts. He's a wrestler's wrestler.
Corey lifts Young up and shoves him into a corner. He backs up before going for a running Yakuza Kick.
Freddy Whoa: Adam Young catches his leg!
Young kicks him right in the hamstring!, though it is suspiciously close to a low blow. He hits Corey with a few strikes before following up with a Death Elbow!
Zach Davis: Corey Black knows a thing or two about elbows and he just ate one from Adam Young!
Corey goes down in perfect position right near a turnbuckle. Adam hops up.
Freddy Whoa: ADAM'S PERFECTION!
NO!, Corey gets the knees up, and Young crashes into them. Young begins crawling to his feet but as he's on his hands and knees, Corey is able to run at him and hit the Yakuza Kick he was going for earlier! Adam hits the mat and Corey quickly climbs to the top.
Zach Davis: Corey Black going high risk here...
Double Stomp to Young! Corey pulls him into the center of the ring before going for a pin.
No!, another shoulder up from Adam Young.
Freddy Whoa: This is Corey Black's first Title defense since winning the belt at War. If he lost to Adam Young here I'm pretty sure he'd never show his face here again.
Zach Davis: I'm not so sure that would be a bad thing.
Corey lifts Young up and goes for a Brainbuster!, but Young shifts and lands behind him. Young spins him around and kicks him in the gut.
Freddy Whoa: HAND OF GOD!
No!, Corey is able to reverse the Angel's Wings with an arm drag. Both men are to their feet and Young rushes Corey, but Corey is able to lift him up onto his shoulders.
Zach Davis: Death Valley Driver!!
Corey drops down and pins Adam Young, hooking the leg.
NO!, Young gets his foot on the ropes!
Freddy Whoa: Adam Young escapes! Just barely!
Corey angrily kicks Young a few times before climbing to the top.
Zach Davis: He's in position for the Phoenix Splash!
NO!, Young is able to dive into the ropes, causing Corey to crotch himself. Adam Young climbs up with him.
Freddy Whoa: What does Adam Young have in mind here?
TOP ROPE SAITO SUPLEX!
Zach Davis: What a move! HE'S GOT HIM!
Young pins the World Champion!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
NO!, Corey kicks out! Young doesn't miss a beat and pulls him in.
Zach Davis: He's got him hooked for the Redneck Riveria!
Corey Black gives it all he's got and uses his last bit of strength to reverse that with a Back Bodydrop. Young stumbles to his feet and Corey turns to him..
Freddy Whoa: ROARING ELBOW!
Adam Young is on dream street. Corey Black lifts him up.
Zach Davis: BURN. ING. HAMMER.
As Corey has him up, he looks into the camera and shakes his head no. Instead, he tosses Adam Young off, causing the crowd to boo him relentlessly.
Freddy Whoa: He doesn't even respect Adam Young enough to finish him off with his biggest move.
The booing gets to Corey for a half second, long enough for Young to catch him unaware and kick him in the gut.
Zach Davis: REDNECK RIVIERIA! HE HITS IT!
Adam Young drops down and pins the World Champion once more!
NO! COREY KICKS OUT!
Freddy Whoa: WHAAATT?!
Adam Young is pissed. He gets up and grabs the referee by the collar, yelling at him and telling him it should have been three. Corey stumbles up in this time and spins Young around.
Zach Davis: SNAP BRAINBUSTER!
Corey keeps Young hooked and lifts him up again...
Freddy Whoa: FALCON ARROW! Into the pin.
Zach Davis: Aanndd there you have it. Corey Black retains.
The crowd boos as Corey gets to his feet. The Ace of Pantheon is handed his World Heavyweight Title, which he holds up briefly before sliding out of the ring to be joined by Nikki Venus.
Freddy Whoa: His cockiness ALMOST got the best of him, as it allowed Young to hit the Redneck Riviera. He got lucky and was able to come back from that, but it was close.
Corey Black and Nikki Venus backpeddle up the ramp, celebrating the Title retention.
Zach Davis: Corey Black has a very different test ahead of him at Helloween, Freddy. He tried to dodge Bates and Gemini, but at Helloween his luck will run out.
Slam fades to black.