the Landon Arena in Topeka, Kansas
Zach Davis: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to SLAM! We have one hellacious show tonight, with three different championship on the line, tonight!
Freddy Whoa: In his weekly title defense, FPV will face off against Pantheon’s Jared Holmes. After that, Teddy Blaze meets Captain Pantheon for the Internet championship, with “Thievin’” Steven Singh as the special referee. And to start off the championship run to-
Every bit of illuminating technology goes out in the arena as the crowd falls dead silent. Becky Hanson's version of "I started a Joke" echoes throughout the arena.
"I started a joke....
That started the whole world crying....
But I couldn't see....
That the joke was on me...."
The silence creeps in again as the music cuts, and then...
"I torture you-oo-oo-oo"
The lights come on as Damian Kaine walks out onto the stage with his hood up. He stands straight and still at the top of the ramp.
"Take my hand through the flames.
I torture you-oo-oo-oo.
I'm a slave to your games. (I'm just a sucker for pain.)
I wanna chain you up. I wanna tie you down...
I'm just a sucker for pain!"
As the bass drops, Damian throws his hood off and the crowd pops. He walks down the ramp, high-fiving fans. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope and reaches for a microphone from Kyle Steel.
Damian Kaine: Well, hello, guys. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting that much of a pop. Guess, even though I haven’t won, I still have a fan base? Anyway, that’s not important. I came out for a reason, and that’s to apologize. I want to apologize for how I was last week. How I have been these past few days… And I want to apologize for my suicide attempt.
The crowd goes silent as Damian continues.
Damian Kaine: For those of you who don’t know, i hit an all-time low Monday morning. I tried to purposely over-dose on painkillers. I wIas low this past Monday when I purposely, almost lethally overdosed on painkillers. Luckily, I was found by Psychopomp, just in time. I truly owe my life to my brothers. And because of that, I'm going to change that. I'm making my promise in front of all of you in this arena, and all of you watching at home, that I am going to turn my life around. Starting with the WCF. Tonight, I have a Hardcore championship match. Against my opponent from last week, Joe Smarts, WCF Legend Doc Henry, and the current Hardcore champion, Zero Tolerance’s own Crazy J. I won’t promise that I’m going to win. It’s gonna take a lot to beat J alone. But I’m gonna go out there, and I’m gonna give it my all. And I will walk out with a smile on my face, provided my lips are still attached and my legs are in one piece. I think that’s it, thank you.
Damian walks to the ropes as the audience applauds. As he goes to get out, he pauses, then returns to the middle of the ring.
Damian Kaine: Y’know what. I also want to use this time to apologize to Zero Tolerance and Eric Price. You guys gave your all the Hellimination. And after Archer was thrown off, I didn’t know what to do. I could complain, yeah. But that isn’t me. I’m sorry, personally, to all four of you. Eric Price, Salem Shepard, Jason Cash, and Crazy J, if you could all come out here, I would be forever grateful.
The lights go out. There is a hush in the crowd. All of a sudden, the Jumbotron at the entranceway lights up with a rotating stylized red Anarchy Symbol that settles to the viewers left. Letters appear from the darkness in blood red liquid, combining with the symbol to spell "Archer".
A pyro explodes from either side of the entranceway as the song "If Only" by Everlasting Blaze starts to play. As the female vocals start after the brief intro, out walks Adrian Archer. Clad in a black baseball cap, black leather jacket, black t-shirt, light blue jeans and 1 brown cowboy boot with his other foot in a walking cast, he looks focused, unshaven, a bit disheveled as he looks to his right and left at the crowd who gives him a surprisingly warm reaction. He allows a slight smirk to cross his face and starts to walk, gingerly, slowly to the ring. His jacket barely conceals a left arm in a sling. His T shirt is rumpled around the ribs from bandages, and upon further inspection, there is a stitched cut under his eye. He enters the ring from the steps, very slowly. Ky Steel offers to help..Archer waves him off, steps between the ropes, and asks Steel for the mic which he receives.
Kaine and Archer are now standing face to face in the ring, both men feeding off of the suspense of the crowd.
Zach Davis: WOAH! We sure did not expect this! After falling off the grid the last couple of weeks, Archer has come back!
Freddy Whoa: Hey, that’s my line!
Zach Davis: Sorry.
Freddy Whoa: Anyway..After being humiliated by Pantheon, leaving his Zero Tolerance team mates to clean up his mess, then disappearing, the Great Magnificent Bastard has graced us with his presence! Yay...
The focus is on Archer as he lets the crowd settle down. He holds the mic with his good arm, while Kaine sits back and just listens.
Adrian Archer: As you can see, I got pretty fucked up at Helloween!
Adrian Archer: Thanks..I think.. A lot has also happened since Helloween..You've probably noticed my walking boot here and my sling..Turns out when I actually went to see a doctor, I've been wrestling with a number of injuries since King of The Deathmatch but, being the good WCF Employee I am, I kept going. Now, I am on the shelf for a while it looks like..
Freddy Whoa: Then why is he here?
Adrian Archer: Because of Seth's shitty booking, I've been fighting at half strength for a while. So I'm going to do the right thing..Heal up, and return at the biggest of them all..
Crowd cheers at the mention of One!
Adrian Archer: And at One..
Archer looks at Kaine dead in the eyes and smiles.
Adrian Archer: I want you, Damian.
Adrian Archer: You see, I couldn’t just leave this unsettled. You and I, we’ve been back and forth for months. So it’s time to end this. So, at One, I am challenging you Damian Kaine..Name the match. All Stories end at One, and Mark my Words Damian, your sad little tale will come to a sad finish. I look forward to hearing from you Damian. Lets end this!
Archer drops the mic "If Only" kicks in as he leaves the ring.
Johnny Blaze vs Johnny Evil vs Owen Rude vs Drax Durant vs Chaos
Fire by Scooter begins playing as Johnny Blaze steps through the curtains and begins making his way towards the ring. He 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.
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.
Zach Davis: He's naked this week, folks! Totally naked.
Freddy Whoa: No he's not! Stop it.
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.
Owen Rude appears and runs to the ring!
Cult of Personality, by Living Color plays, After 30 seconds Drax Durant bursts out the curtain. Holding up his arms high in the air and invites applause. But all he gets are boos and jeers, and he loves every moment of it. He hops into the ring and stands dead center and crosses his arms to symbolize X. The Symbol of the Straight Edge Movement.
This Love by Pantera. For the first couple of seconds, the stage is blank, only a image of the name "ChAos" covered in barbed wire shows, then, the lights go up and Chaos is just standing there, just before the rock starts. When the rock kicks in, he does a Roman Reigns style roar, with the Extreme Championship around his waist, and a trash can FULL of weapons. He walks to the ring, throws the crash can inside, and climbs in via the steps, and prepares to fight.
Zach Davis: Aanndd here we go!
Chaos runs at Rude and tackles him down and starts punching him. Drax Durant ties up with Johnny Evil. Durant gets the upper hand and pushes him into the corner. Evil shoves him away and then goes for a Clothesline but Durant ducks it and grabs him.
Freddy Whoa: German Suplex!
He keeps it locked in and lifts Evil up...
Zach Davis: Another German!
And up once more..
Freddy Whoa: Third German!
Johnny Blaze spins Drax Durant around and pokes him in the eyes.
Blaze throws Durant to the ropes and then hits a Spinebuster! Blaze quickly pins him.
Broken up by Chaos! Chaos lifts Blaze up but Blaze shoves him away. Chaos runs at Blaze but Blaze hits an Arm Drag. Chaos gets back up and Blaze pulls him in and executes a Piledriver!
Zach Davis: Into another pin!
Broken up by Johnny Evil this time. Evil and Blaze begin trading blows and Blaze gets the upper hand. He Clotheslines him down. Evil gets back up and Blaze hits a Dropkick, sending Evil flying out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Wait, no, here comes Owen Rude!
Owen Rude is on the top rope, but Blaze runs at him and smashes him in the face. He then climbs up with him.
Zach Davis: FATAL FURY!
Blaze pins Owen Rude.
Freddy Whoa: Johnny Blaze wins it in a dominant fashion!
Blaze stands up and gets his arm raised.
Zach Davis: Momentum is on Johnny Blaze's side as we get closer and closer to One! Where will that momentum take him?
We go to commercial.
Slam comes back from commercial with a shot of the backstage area where Cameraman Bob and Cameraman Stu are wandering the halls.
Cameraman Bob: So have you heard from him today?
Cameraman Stu: He texted me when he landed but that was just to call me a fag.
Cameraman Bob: Same here. But usually by now he's blowing up my phone asking for his latte.
Bob and Stu finally arrive at the door of Jayson Price's locker room and find it broken down.
Cameraman Bob: What the hell?!
Bob and Stu rush inside to find Price's locker room is a mess, with his wrestling gear thrown about the room and the furniture turned upside down.
Cameraman Stu: What happened here?
Cameraman Bob: There's his phone!
Stu runs over and scoops up Price's phone.
Cameraman Stu: It looks like he was in the middle of a text to you. 'Stu you're a fa-' God damn it.
Cameraman Bob: We need to go find the rest of Pantheon and see if they know anything.
Bob and Stu run out of Price's locker room and down the hall as the scene fades to black.
Jesse McCoy vs Rise vs Mike Emerick vs Biff Mustache
As the ad break finishes, Jesse McCoy is already in the ring with his manager, Bobby ‘Bo’ Creed, waiting for his next opponent.
Kyle Steel: The following match is a fatal-4-way match! Introducing second, hailing from Mustache Manor, Biff Mustache!
Biff Mustache enters the arena to "Trampled Underfoot" by Led Zepplin, strutting and dancing down to the ring.
Zach Davis: For those tuning in, this is the second match of Slam tonight, where Jesse McCoy and Biff Mustache will make their WCF debut tonight in this Fatal-4-Way.
"Bodies" by Drowning Pool, Arena goes dark with dim blue lighting as the music hits. As soon as the music picks up fire flares flash from the stage atop the ramp where Rise will be seen with his arms folded across his chest.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 285 lbs., accompanied by Alexis Martin, Rise!
He scans the crowd for a moment then makes his day down the ramp high fiving a few fans along the way. He circles the ring before flat foot jumping up onto the apron and entering between the 2nd and 3rd ropes.
Freddy Whoa: Rise took a bit of a beating last week, winning by a roll-up pin. Can he do it again?
Zach Davis: Or will ‘M.E.’ learn his lesson and be more cautious? Who knows?
Kyle Steel: And the final opponent, from Anchorage, Alaska, ‘The Bretwalda of Backbreakers’ and ‘Alaska’s Hottest Export’, ‘M.E.’ Mike Emerick!
As "Don't Stop" begins to play over the loudspeakers, lights begin to flash on the stage. As the song begins to kick up, the lights stop flashing and shine an almost blinding glow. When the glow stops, Mike Emerick isn’t standing on the stage...
Freddy Whoa: Um, Mike, this is your cue...
As Kyle Steel yells out Mike Emerick’s name through the microphone again, Emerick jumps over the barricade, slides into the ring and...
Zach Davis: Rise, watch out!
...attacks Rise from behind.
DING! DING! DING!
Freddy Whoa: The match comes to a start as Kyle Steel quickly leaps out of the ring.
Zach Davis: M.E. with that sneaky attack before the match even started, I think it’s safe to say that Rise isn’t 100%.
Meanwhile, Biff and Jesse are brawling against each other.
Freddy Whoa: Biff with a Russian Leg Sweep! Reversed! Jesse with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Biff goes flying in the air!
Zach Davis: But Mr. Mustache lands on his feet! And hits a running knee on ‘Devil-Anse’.
Freddy Whoa: But Biff turns around into a Superkick by Mike Emerick.
Zach Davis: Rise is still down, but he’s slowly getting back up... Oh no, Rise is on all fours...
Freddy Whoa: Punt kick by Mike Emerick!
Zach Davis: Mike has already shown his dominance in this match. He goes for the pin...
Broken up by Biff Mustache!
Zach Davis: Mustache and Emerick are now having a stare-down after that save.
Freddy Whoa: Oh no, Mike with the Emerick bomb...
Zach Davis: Biff Mustache slips out of it and reverses it into a backslide pin!
Freddy Whoa: Broken up by Jesse McCoy!
McCoy and Biff stare at each other while Rise and Emerick are lying down on the ring.
Zach Davis: Biff with a punch to McCoy, McCoy with a body blow to Biff...
Freddy Whoa: Mustache with a right jab to Jesse, Jesse with a left hook to Mustache...
Zach Davis: McCoy with a kick to Biff, McCoy with a uppercut to Bif...
Freddy Whoa: McCoy gaining control over Mr. Mustache! Biff now leaning on the ropes...
Zach Davis: McCoy with a clothesline over the ropes! No! Biff reversed it! McCoy spills over the top rope!
Biff looks from one side of the ring to the other, then at Jesse McCoy, stroking his mustache.
Freddy Whoa: No! Do anything apart from this!
Mustache rebounds off one side of the rope, and jumps over the rope and connects a suicide dive onto McCoy.
Zach Davis and Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!!
Zach Davis: Not a single man in this match is now standing up... Wait...
Freddy Whoa: Rise, slowly getting to his feet... So is Mike Emerick...
Zach Davis: Rise might actually get some offense in this match for now...
As Mike Emerick runs towards Rise, Rise reverses it into a Fireman’s Carry.
Freddy Whoa: Rise looking pumped up; I think he wants to gain momentum...
Zach Davis: Emerick falls into the hands of Rise, this isn’t good for ‘M.E.’...
Rise hits Emerick with a move that resembles a jackhammer
Zach Davis: Put ‘em down!
Freddy Whoa: Rise goes for the pin!
Freddy Whoa: Rise has won again!
Zach Davis: NO! Emerick kicked out!
Rise starts saying to the ref saying it was clearly a 3-count, but Emerick ascends and...
Freddy Whoa: German Suplex!!!
Zach Davis: Woah, I didn’t even realise that Biff and McCoy are fighting outside the ring!
Freddy Whoa: McCoy with a T-Bone Suplex on the concrete! Biff is out!
McCoy gets back in the ring when Emerick goes to pin Rise...
Zach Davis: Only a one-count there...
Emerick rolls out of the ring, leaving a downed Rise. McCoy gives a shrug and pins Rise.
Freddy Whoa: Broken up by Emerick, with a steel chair?
Zach Davis: McCoy wins by DQ!?
Freddy Whoa: I think Emerick had enough of the match and just wanted it to end...
Zach Davis: A weird choice there by Emerick. But wait, the ref is saying he doesn't want it to end this way!
The DQ isn't called. McCoy rolls away from another chair shot from Emerick. McCoy gets up and Emerick swings at him again but McCoy ducks it and runs at him. McCoy Clotheslines him out of the ring and both men are sent flying out!
Freddy Whoa: This is Biff's opportunity - he runs at Rise!
Rise catches him.
Zach Davis: RISE UP!
Rise drops him with the Edge into a pin.
Freddy Whoa: Rise scrapes out another win!
The bell sounds. McCoy and Emerick continue to brawl on the outside!
Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso vs Jaice Wilds
Slam comes back from commercial with a shot of Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso already in the ring, shooting fire up into the air as the crowd watches on.
Zach Davis: Welcome back to Slam! And it's time for some singles action as we see Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso getting warmed up in the ring.
Freddy Whoa: You aren't kidding!
"Side Of A Bullet" by Nickleback hits and Jaice Wild runs to the ring.
Zach Davis: And I guess Jaice Wild really wants to get this match going!
Jaice slides into the ring and springs up to his feet. The referee checks with both men and then signals for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Jaice rushes at Fuego and ends up eating a right hand to the face.
Zach Davis: Silencioso utilizing that brawling background from his days of street fighting. It's not pretty but it's effective.
Freddy Whoa: You know what else isn't pretty? The boots on that girl over in the front row.
Zach Davis: Uh, Freddy, is there something you wanna tell me?
Freddy Whoa: ...nope!
Fuego with some ugly lefts and rights as he backs Jaice into the ropes. The referee moves in and starts up a five count as Jaice tries to crawl through the ropes to the floor. It takes for four to get Fuego to back off as Jaice slides out to the apron and starts yelling for the referee to keep him back. Fuego not ready to give up and he goes after Jaice, but Wild catches him in the face with a forearm. Wild now leaping up onto the top rope and he springboards off with a dropkick to the chest.
Zach Davis: Did you see the height on that springboard?
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
Fuego goes tumbling backward on the mat as Jaice kips up to his feet. Wild now sprinting across the ring as Fuego is trying to get back upright. Jaice jumps and bounces off the second rope, looking for a disaster kick. But Fuego ducks it! Jaice land on his feet and Fuego scoops him up from behind. Fuego lifts him up and drops him crotch first onto the top rope!
Zach Davis: OOF! The boys!
Fuego runs and hits the ropes before coming back and hitting a clothesline that drops Jaice off to the side and he bounces off the apron before hitting the ground. The referee starts up a 10 count as Fuego steps out onto the apron. The referee stops his count to tell Fuego to get back into the ring, but he ignores him. Fuego now turning back around and he jumps up before bouncing off the middle rope. Fuego with a moonsault to the outside!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa!
But Jaice gets the knees up! Fuego crashes into the knees and rolls off to the side clutching his ribs as Jaice rolls to the apron and pulls himself up to his feet. The referee stops his count and rolls out to the floor to check on Fuego as Jaice is telling him to call the match because Fuego is done for. Fuego trying to pull himself up using the barricade and Jaice goes at him with a hard right to the ribs. Wild now on the offense with right hand after right hand to the ribs.
Zach Davis: Those shots are brutal!
The referee trying to get the brawling to end as he puts himself between them. He's trying to push Wild away as Fuego is trying to keep himself upright.
Freddy Whoa: And the referee is trying to get a sense of order out here but- OH!
Wild shoves the referee to the side and shoots off a superkick. Fuego catches the boot and pulls him in. Fuego with an exploder suplex that sends Jaice into the front row of the crowd as fans are sent running. Fuego now stumbling back to the ring and he rolls in under the bottom rope as the referee checks on Jaice.
Zach Davis: What in the hell did we just see? Why is this match still going? Call it! Call it now!
Fuego now on his feet at the ropes, screaming for the referee to start the 10 count. The referee can see Jaice is moving on the floor and decides he's still good to go so he slides back into the ring. The referee now with the count.
Jaice climbing over the barricade but he falls to the floor.
Jaice now crawling toward the ring, trying to make it back inside.
Jaice pulling himself up using the apron as Fuego is trying to get the referee to count faster.
Jaice with a last breath of energy slides in under the ropes and breaks the count. Fuego is furious as he dives on top of Jaice, pounding into the back of his head with right hands. The referee starts up a five count as Jaice's feet are still under the ropes and Fuego finally breaks it at 5. Fuego back up to his feet, pulling Jaice up with him. Fuego has him by the head and he's calling for The Supernova.
Zach Davis: THIS COULD BE IT!
HE HITS IT!
Freddy Whoa: He gets back into the ring and goes for the pin.
Zach Davis: HELLFIRE WINS IT!!!
The bell sounds as Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso gets his win.
Freddy WHAT A HUGE WIN FOR THIS MAN!
Tek vs David Sanchez
The lights go off in the arena. Then "One Step Closer" by Linkin Park plays, the lights come on and Tek is standing on the top of the stage and looks around.
Zach Davis: Here he is Freddy, the man who returned a few weeks ago and has been making a statement ever since.
Freddy Whoa: A statement? He beat up some nobodies Zach. Good for him.
Zach Davis: Well, after tonight we’re going to find out exactly how big of a statement he intends to make as he goes one on one with Pantheon’s David Sanchez.
The fans give him a mixed reaction. He walks down to the ring and slides in, standing in the ring and looking out at the crowd as he awaits his opponent.
Freddy Whoa: You can’t take anything away from Tek, he’s yet to suffer a single defeat or make a single flaw since coming back and truth be told, you could even argue that Sanchez is walking into this match as the underdog if you really think about it.
Zach Davis: I don’t think so Freddy, sure if we’re talking in terms of titles held, then yes Tek is the favourite but on every other front Sanchez has the upper-hand; from in-ring ability to thread-count on his pillow-cases.
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.
Zach Davis: Well, if nothing else the Mayor of Chicago certainly knows how to build suspense for his entrance.
Freddy Whoa: Everything this man’s done in his career and you’re out here talking about his theatrics?
Zach Davis: I likes me a showman, Freddy.
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 once launched through his dead wives’ online fashion outlet. The slogan branded on this simple black garment reads “[FEAR] Fuck Empathy” in purple font.
Zach Davis: Make no mistake about it though, Tek fans. This man is neither Sebastian Stone, nor Ishi Yagami.
Freddy Whoa: Far from it, Zach. This man is as dangerous in that ring as they come.
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.
Freddy Whoa: No kidding, he has only been pinned once in WCF, and that was in his very first match. Add to that he holds two victories and no losses over the world champion, then season with the fact that he never lost the United States championship and you have one steep hill to climb for the returning Cold Blooded One.
Zach Davis: And all of that is just what he managed to do before he went on hiatus, since returning and aligning himself with Pantheon, Sanchez is undefeated and now has the chance to pick a title match against any champion of his choosing at One. Who’s it gonna be Freddy?
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 to look at Tek 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.
Freddy Whoa: Well we know it isn’t going to be Doc Henry and his Confederate strap, the Southern Rogue bowing out of the Mayor’s challenge issued over Twitter last week.
Zach Davis: You’ve got to think Sanchez will have his eyes on that Alpha title, held by Jason O’Neal who’s set to face Joey Flash tonight.
Freddy Whoa: That’s later though, and this match is getting underway!
The match bursts into life with Tek charging at David and quickly whipping the South American across the ring with an armdrag. Sanchez is quick to shake off the dust and spring back to his feet with a bemused look now etched upon his face. The Cold Blooded One runs towards the Mayor again, but this time Sanchez is ready and he plants a boot firmly in the gut of his opponent with a spinning back kick to the abdomen, causing Tek to double over. From here, David applies a side-headlock which he only manages to torque a few times before the Dark Hero sends him into the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: A fast-paced start to this match, and I don’t know about you but I’ve gotta think that benefits Tek.
Zach Davis: No doubt about it Freddy. Sanchez prefers that methodical flow, but he’s no stranger to having to work at an accelerated rate.
Freddy Whoa: Tek there, with a hurricanrana as Sanchez comes bounding back towards him, sending the Mayor rolling under the bottom rope and onto the floor.
David’s feet land firmly on the floor as a thin layer of protective padding at ringside separates his boots from the cold concrete. He has little time to catch his composure as Tek clears the top rope, only for Sanchez to move out of the way, letting Tek fall flat to the floor.
Sanchez immediately releases several stomps to the downed “Dark Hero”. Just as the referee begins his ring count, Sanchez picks up by the hair and throws him in the ring, under the bottom rope, before following right behind.
Sanchez heads to the top rope, then taunts to the crowd, receiving a mixed reaction, before leaping into a headbutt, crashing hard into Tek’s abdomen. Sanchez goes for the cover.
Kick out! Tek gets the shoulder up just in time. As Sanchez disputes the count with the referee, Tek gets to his feet. He runs at Sanchez and hits a dropkick, sending the Mayor right into the referee, who tumbles over the top rope.
The ref is out, and Sanchez looks to take advantage. He sends a sharp kick, a CNS to Tek, dropping him to the mat. Sanchez goes to the outside, and scares Kyle Steel away from his chair. Sanchez takes the weapon in the ring and repeatedly strikes Tek. Upon spotting the stirring official, Sanchez ditches the chair and lifts Tek up.
Sanchez sets up for FEAR, dropping Tek hard to the ground, then locking him tight in a vice grip…
Zach Davis: TEK TAPS! SANCHEZ HAS WON IT!
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, David Sanchez!
He still lay on the ground did Tek. Holding his face and staring skyward where he could see a blur of lights and David's hand being raised in victory. He had come up short but tried valiantly nonetheless. No quicker does the man get to his knees though than Sanchez snatches his raised hand back from the allocated referee and dashes forward, punting Tek in the rib-cage to wind him before wrapping his body around the already beaten Dark Hero and locking in the Etorphine lock; suffocating his opponent further until he succumbs to being choked out
Zach Davis: M99 locked in by David Sanchez here, Tek's unconscious and The Mayor's already won the match, we better send some extra security out there before Pantheon turns this into another feeding frenzy.
Freddy Whoa: Finally a few agents have pulled him off of Tek before he could do any permanent damage.
With the single-wing choke now broken, and David's outburst now being deflected by several burly men in black polo shirts, he slides under the bottom rope and into the timekeeper's area.
David Sanchez: Testing, testing. One, two.
Freddy Whoa: Well, there's only so much a guy can take.
Zach Davis: We not have to wait long to find out why, he's got a microphone.
After several trainers, officials and security finally manage to get Tek to his feet and begin to carry him back up the ramp, David follows them at a slow methodical pace.
David Sanchez: Seth Lerch. I want what's fucking owed to me. Trying to play me off with the meaningless shots at mediocre championships like we're not all here for the same fucking reason. Fuck you, and fuck your carte' blanch. I'm formally trading my championship match for a spot in that Final Destination monstrosity. You invite Eric Price into this match, but not the man who eliminated him from Hellimination, the night before? Bias motherfucker, always looking out for the old timers. Face it though, it should be me entering Final Destination and not this fucking nugget.
The fans boo!
David Sanchez: One fucking pinfall loss in my entire career here to a nobody that vanished a week later. No rematch for MY United States championship that I never lost. Two wins over your precious Goliath drone, our lovable world champion Tubby Bates. No fucking losses, no fucking losses, I say that again. Where's my spot Seth? Where's my automatic entry into your little career changing circus attraction because I'm calling my fucking shot and entering that match. Whether I get there on my own, or whether I get there by beating Eric Price retarded, I will be in that match. Might as well make it official Seth, be a shame of something were to happen to anybody else.
The fans boo as Sanchez heads out.
Zach Davis: Whoa. Some harsh words from David Sanchez there, but it looks like we've got another entrant into Final Destination!
Freddy Whoa: Do we? Sanchez demanded it, but it doesn't mean Seth has to listen. After what David said... Who knows!
We go to commercial.
Kevin Bishop vs Lilith vs Johnny Rabid
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. 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.
The house lights go down as colorful lights start flashing all around the area. "Boom Clap" by Charli XCX begins to play, as Lilith appears at the top of the entrance ramp. She is wearing a colorful miniskirt, leggings, an extremely tight low cut tank top and black leather heeled ankle boots. Lilith proceeds to skips down to the ring holding a teddy bear in her hand as the crowd give her quite a mixed reaction.
Kyle Steel: From Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 132 pounds.... she is LILITH!!!
Lilith then skips around the outside of the ring and locates a young fan sitting ring side passing them her teddy bear. Lilith smiles brightly at the crowd as she bounces up onto the ring apron, waving and blowing kisses to them all. She climbs through the ropes still smiling and pointing to a few of her fans as she waits for the match to begin.
“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: We're about to witness a fight between some of the top wrestlers in the WCF!, and Lilith.
Both Bishop and Rabid instantly go to attack the ever-annoying Lilith, but she wisely drops out and rolls away from them before they can get to her. Bishop is the first to react, quickly smashes Rabid's face with a stiff forearm. He hits a few more forearms, pushing Rabid into the ropes. He sends him across the ring and executes an Exploder Suplex as he comes back!
Freddy Whoa: Early pin!
One, two, no, Rabid powers the shoulder up.Bishop lifts him to his feet but Lilith trips him from the outside.
Zach Davis: Ever the annoyance!
This lets Rabid get thte upper hand now. He grapples Bishop and is able to hit an Arm Trap Exploder Suplex of his own!
Freddy Whoa: Another pinfall attempt!
No!, kickout by Bishop! Lilith reenters the ring now and runs at both of them and hits a Sliding Dropkick, kicking them both in the head.
Zach Davis: Maybe we're not giving Lilith enough credit by calling her an annoyance. She's cunning and conniving and she knows exactly what she's doing, I think.
Bishop gets to his feet first and gets several palm strikes from Lilith. Rabid is up too and she Dropkicks his knee, dropping him to one, before smashing him with an elbow to the throat. She's able to grab him and execute a Double Arm Suplex.
Freddy Whoa: I don't believe I'm saying this, but... Lilith is in control!
Bishop has started getting up and Lilith hits him with several high knees to the ribs. She then executes a Snap Suplex. Rabid has gotten up and she hits him with a Spinning Snap Neckbreaker!
Zach Davis: Well, Lilith did learn from the best - she learned from Sarah Twilight. Maybe these guys shouldn't have underestimated her!
Bishop is up and she's ready to grab him in a Bear Hug!, but as she rushes him, she's overzealous and Bishop kicks her in the gut. Bishop doubles her over and quickly lifts her.
Freddy Whoa: SNAP BRAINBUSTER!
Bishop quickly pins her.
No!, kickout by Lilith!
Zach Davis: Perhaps she's picked up Twilight's tenacity as well!
Rabid grabs Bishop from behind and drops him with a Backstabber. He quickly pushes him out of the ring before running and taking Lilith down with a Chop Block.
Freddy Whoa: Good old chop block. Totally legal, totally a dick move.
Rabid runs at Lilith as she's getting up and hits a Fameasser. Lilith rolls out of the ring, nearby Bishop. Rabid runs...
Zach Davis: Going high risk!
No, as both Lilith and Bishop move out of the way Rabid stops dead in his tracks. They turn towards him, both having expected him to fly over the ropes. He uses the element of surprise to slingshot himself over the ropes and onto both of them!
Freddy Whoa: There we go!
Rabid gets to his feet and pounds his chest. He picks the both of them up and goes to smash their heads together - but they both stop him and kick him in the stomach. They execute a Double Suplex!
Zach Davis: Kevin Bishop and Lilith working together... never thought I'd see that. I'd say maybe she could join the Brotherhood, but, y'know, being a girl and all.. not much of a brother.
They instantly begin brawling. Bishop smashes Lilith into the guardrail before grabbing her and throwing her into the ring steps! Bishop rolls her into the ring and then climbs up onto the apron.
Freddy Whoa: He has her in position...
Zach Davis: BLACK DEATH!
NO!, Lilith sidesteps him! Bishop rolls away but as he gets up Lilith is able to spin him around and pull him in.
Freddy Whoa: SHE'S GOT HIM IN THE HUG OF DOOM!
Rabid runs up behind her and drops her with a Backstabber! Still holding onto Bishop, Lilith falls into the knees of Johnny Rabid. Rabid quickly pins Lilith.
No!, kickout by Lilith. Rabid backs off and waits as she gets up.
Zach Davis: SHINING WIZARD!
No!, Lilith grabs his leg and executes a Dragonscrew Legwhip! He gets back to his feet, holding his leg in pain, and she takes his head and smashes it into a turnbuckle. Then the next. Then the next!
Freddy Whoa: Teddy Triumph!
Then, finally, the last turnbuckle!
Zach Davis: Teddy, indeed, triumphs.
Rabid hits the mat and Lilith begins climbing to the top.
Freddy Whoa: Going for her Diving Elbow Drop?
No!, Bishop is up and runs at her, hitting a few strikes before climbing up with her. He lifts her...
Zach Davis: Superplex onto the body of Johnny Rabid!
Lilith lands on top of Rabid but she tilts her body so she lands in a pin.
Freddy Whoa: Lilith steals it!
NO!, Rabid kicks out. Bishop is up and pulls Lilith away and lifts her up into a Butterfly Suplex. And then another.
Zach Davis: Here it comes.. INEVITABLE DEATH NAIL!
He hits the Stalling Sitout Double-Arm DDT! Before he can go for the pin, Rabid spins him around and hits a Spinning Heel kick. Rabid follows up with a Shining Wizard - this one connects. Bishop won't go down, he takes a wild swing.
Freddy Whoa: JOHNNY RABID DROPS HIM INTO THE ANACONDA VICE!
Bishop yells out in pain but the People's Champion refuses to quit!
Zach Davis: Lilith breaks it up!
Lilith is quickly to the rescue. She lifts Rabid up and he runs at her. She catches him and hits a Belly to Belly!, sending him flying over the top!
Freddy Whoa: Can you imagine if Lilith ran Suplex City?
Lilith turns around - right into a
Zach Davis: BLACK DEATH FROM KEVIN BISHOP!
Bishop plants her with his Springboard Codebreaker! He pins her!
Freddy Whoa: NO! Rabid put Lilith's foot on the ropes and the ref didn't count three!
Bishop gets up and celebrates as if he won!, but Rabid is back in the ring and rolls him up from behind.
No!, kickout from Bishop. Lilith rolls Rabid up now.
No!, kickout from Rabid. Bishop rolls Lilith up now.
No!, kickout from Lilith. All three are up and Rabid quickly runs at Bishop and Lilith and hits a Jumping Double DDT.
Zach Davis: After that series of nearfalls Johnny Rabid plants both of them!
Bishop rolls out of the ring as Lilith stumbles up. Rabid runs at her.
Freddy Whoa: KINGDOM DESTROYER!
Rabid pins her, hooking the leg.
Zach Davis: And there it is. Johnny Rabid wins it!
The bell sounds as Rabid gets to his feet.
Freddy Whoa: The reign of Pantheon continues. Hellacious match between all involved!
Rabid sees someone coming through the crowd and quickly gets out of the ring.
Zach Davis: What the-
OBLIVION IS IN THE RING! Oblivion lifts Lilith up!
Freddy Whoa: What in the world!?
HE HITS THE 5150!
Zach Davis: These two just can't keep their hands off of each other!
Freddy Whoa: That doesnt sound right but yeah!
Oblivion gets to his feet and plays to the crowd as he's left Lilith laying. Instead of his music playing, however, Master of Puppets plays.
Zach Davis: What is Seth doing here?
Seth steps out onto the stage.
Seth Lerch: For months.. and months... and months! You've both been thorns in my side. Quite frankly, I don't know who is worse. You, Oblivion, who defeated Logan and cast him out of the company... or you, Lilith, who gave half of my roster severe STDs and made me lay them off.
The crowd groans.
Freddy Whoa: I, uh.. don't.. think that's true?
Seth Lerch: But, luckily for me, you hate each other! The way I see it, there is only one way to finish this. You two are gonna fight, one more time.... and settle all of this.... at One.
The crowd pops! Oblivion looks down at Lilith and grins.
Zach Davis: What a amtch! Lilith versus Oblivion at the biggest show of the year!
Seth heads to the back as Rabid backpeddles up the ramp, holding his neck in pain.. but holding it victoriously.
Jason Cash/Salem Shepard vs Lester Parish/Psychopomp
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
The lights in the arena go out as red lights and fog cover the ramp as Grazen Image by Zack Hemsey plays for several moments as he makes the crowd wait. Salem comes out with a sick smile on his face, eyes wide. Not pay attention to the fans as he walks to the ring.
Zach Davis: Aanndd here is Zero Tolerance!
The arena dims until only ambient light glows from the big screen. Parish—his back turned to the viewer, wearing a gray overcoat with its collar cocked—plays Chopin’s “Nocturne in F Minor” on an old piano. The screen then cuts to his blue eyes behind a dark, latex mask. He speaks in a scratchy voice, "There's always... a consequence." Chopin’s tune continues as he lumbers to the ring. Once under the ropes, the lights go back on. Parish removes his jacket and awaits the opponent in his corner.
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. The lights turns back on back and he walks towards the ring.
Freddy Whoa: And here is The Brotherhood. We thought maybe Hellimination would bring these two groups together - but it seemingly did anything but that.
As the bell sounds all four men begin brawling! Cash brawls with Parish, Shepard brawls with Pomp!
Zach Davis: I wish the Brotherhood would recruit someone named Circumstance. Either way, Pomp gets the upper hand.
Pomp sends Shep into the ropes and then throws him to the opposite side. As Shep comes back Pomp drops him with a Kitchen Sink knee. Shep rolls out and Pomp grabs Cash from behind allowing Parish to hit several stiff punches to his gut.
Freddy Whoa: The Brotherhood controlling the match so far.
Zach Davis: We're only seconds in, but.. yeah!
Pomp shoves Cash into Parish, who excutes a Spinning Lariat. Parish pins him.
No!, Cash kicks out. The two men lift him up and hit a Double Suplex.
Freddy Whoa: This is NOT a tornado tag, the ref has finally convinced one of the Brotherhood to go to the apron.
Pomp hits the apron, leaving Parish. Parish lifts Cash up and hits a few elbow strikes before jabbing him in the throat. He takes him down with a Russian Legsweep.
Zach Davis: After disappearing briefly Lester Parish has returned and seems to be better than ever.
Parish executes a Dropkick as Cash gets up before tagging Pomp into the match. Pomp pulls Cash in and hits a Shoulderbreaker before going for a pin.
No!, kickout from Cash. Pomp lifts him up again..
Freddy Whoa: Clothesline from Cash!
Cash takes Pomp down and Pomp gets back up. He runs at Cash to stop him from tagging - but Cash kicks him in the gut and quickly Powerbombs him!
Zach Davis: Huge move! Cash hits it, and ZT are back in control - there is the tag!
Shepard waits for Pomp to run at him and catches him; Shep hits Pomp with a Belly to Belly! Pomp gets back to his feet and goes for a Clothesline but Pomp ducks it out of a bit of desperation and pulls Shep in and hits an Emerald Fusion!
Freddy Whoa: WHAT A MOVE!
Pomp runs to the ropes...
Zach Davis: Springboard Moonsault!
No!, Shep gets the knees up! Pomp holds his stomach and stumbles away, tagging in Shep. Salem Shepard comes in and Clotheslines Pomp down. Pomp gets back to his feet and Salem kicks him in the gut and DDTs him to the mat!
Freddy Whoa: Brotherhood back in control now..
Shep climbs to the top and waits for Pomp to get up.
Zach Davis: DIVING DDT FROM SHEP!
No!, as Shep dives, Pomp is able to kick him right in the balls. Pomp follows up with a quick Enziguri before tagging in Parish.
Freddy Whoa: Lester Parish back in the ring now..
Parish hits a Mongolian Chop to Shep as he comes in. He then bites him.
Zach Davis: What the..!?!
Parish follows up with a stiff right hook before hitting a forearm and doubling Shep over and hitting a DDT. He lifts Shep back up and throws him to the ropes.
Freddy Whoa: Sidewalk Slam!
Parish hits Volition and quickly transitions into a punching headlock. The fans boo.
Zach Davis: This crowd does not seem to be a fan of the Brotherhood.
Parish lifts him up and puts him in a headlock before tagging Pomp back in. Pomp waits....
Freddy Whoa: Here he goes.. STARGAZER!
Shep sidesteps it! Shep runs to the ropes and Springboards!, if you can believe it.
Zach Davis: SPRINGBOARD DIVING DDT!
Shep tags in Cash who enters the ring as Pomp gets up. Pomp stumbles into Cash's grasp.
Freddy Whoa: REBEL YELL SPINEBUSTER!
Cash pins Pomp.
Shep stops Parish from interfering!
Zach Davis: Zero Tolerance wins it!
Shep and Cash meet in ring and high five each other before playing to the crowd briefly.
Freddy Whoa: What a match!, but Zero Tolerance are the better men tonight!
Hardcore Title Match
Doc Henry vs Damian Kaine vs Joe Smarts vs Crazy J
The ring is set for the hardcore title 4 way match weapons and objects have been set up around the outside of the ring… chairs, bats, tables, trash cans and more are sitting waiting to be used. Kyle Steel is in the ring and is waiting to do introductions.
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentleman this is a 4 way match for the WCF Hardcore title and this match will be under hardcore rules. Coming to the ring at this time he is from Australia and he measures in and 6’5” he is Joe Smarts
The crowd cheers when 'Vertigo' by U2 comes on the speakers. Joe comes rushing out and sprints down the ramp. He slides into the ring. The crowd goes wild! He gets up and jumps on the 2nd Rope. He soaks in the cheers. The crowd once again cheers. He flips back onto the canvas. He is ready
Kyle Steel: And next he is from Georgia and he goes by the name of the Confederate champion he is Doc Henry.
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 opponent.
Kyle Steel: and the next challenger is none other than the 5’8 Damian Kaine.
Damian Kaine walks out onto the stage with his hood up. He stands straight and still at the top of the ramp. But Crazy J music starts playing and the Hardcore champion walks right past Kaine and heads to the ring…. Kaine looks furious and he makes his way to the ring. Crazy J is still out side of the ring and he looks at Kyle Steel.
Kyle Steel: And already at ring side he is the Disturbed One… he is the WCF Hardcore Champion of the world he is Crazy J.
Crazy J looks at the weapons as he throws his title up at the ref who is waiting for it.
Zach Davis: Crazy J shows no respect to Damian Kaine… that was not really a good choice as Kaine is really upset about it.
Freddy Whoa: Well I heard J say outside of the ring to a fan that he didn’t see Kaine…
Zach Davis: Crazy J was mocking Kaine and even offered to let Kaine dad claim him as his own son this week. Well this match is about to start.
The bell rings and Damian Kaine goes right at Crazy J and punches j in the side of the head as J was looking to go after Doc Henry. Doc Henry and Joe smarts have locked up with each other and they are fighting for control. The two men are even in height but Doc Henry size allows him to push Joe smarts into the corner and Doc Henry throws a few punches and goes to deliver a DDT from the corner but Joe smarts grabs the rope.
On the other side Kaine is still throwing punches at the much larger Crazy J and he pushes Kaine back but Kaine still runs right at J. Kaine kicks J in the knee and J stumbles a little and kaine sends J down with a clothesline.
Zach Davis: Crazy J was just clothesline by Kaine… that wasn’t a move I expected to see Kaine pull off on J today.
Freddy Whoa: Kaine loves to use the springboard clothesline… but with J knee on the ring it dropped him down and kaine took advantage of it.
Doc Henry has Joe Smarts against the ropes again and this time he suplexs him to the ring and Crazy J is back on his feet and Kaine has climbed up on the turnbuckle and he jumps off looking to hit cray J but instead he get a kick to the midsection from Crazy J and Kaine slides out of the ring. J turns his attention to Joe Smarts who has his back to him but Joe Smarts turns and connects with crazy J face with an elbow and Joe smarts and Doc hennery team up to suplex the larger in size Crazy J.
Zach Davis: the champ is not having the best of luck today.
Freddy Whoa: these guys know they need to take the champ out early in this match…. They are in his playground.
Zach Davis: The fun-loving goof ball side of crazy J has not been around as much as of late…
Freddy Whoa: the past few weeks Crazy J has been battling with this dark demon or something inside of him known as EVIL. And to be honest these three guys better pray it doesn’t come out tonight.
The much smaller Kaine re-enters the ring and he has a bat in his hand and he swings into the mid section of Doc Henry and connects with his ribs and Doc bends over and Then Kaine turns towards Joe Smarts and he swings and hits Joe Smarts in the knee. Joe Smarts drops down on that knee and Kaine swings and hits the bat right into the neck of Joe Smarts.
Zach Davis: that swing had every bit of power and energy Kaine had into it.
Freddy Whoa: Kaine should have been on the Cleveland Indians team he could have hit a home run and won them a world series.
Zach Davis: What is he doing now?
Doc Henry goes after Kaine but Kaine swings and connects with the other side. Doc Henry screams out in paine and then Kaine lifts up the bat and swings down and hits Crazy J in the side but he doesn’t stop he keeps swinging away at him. J rolls out of the ring and lays on the ground as Kaine turns his attention back to Doc. But Doc catches the bat this time and he takes it and he his Kaine in the ribs with it and then he uses it to start choking the life out of Kaine. But somehow Joe smarts is up and he breaks it up. The three men look at Crazy J and they get ready to go after him when the lights go out…
Zach Davis: the lights just went out and I can’t see anything…
Freddy Whoa: this can’t be good…
Just then the lights come back on and the 12 dead women from Crazy J promo are ring side they help J up to his feet and one holds the gold cup and they pour some into J mouth and its thick and red looks almost like blood. J takes the cup and pours it on his white face paint and his face turns red like blood… he screams out EVIL is here.
Zach Davis: what is this?
Freddy Whoa: this Evil this match is about to change…. Those women are his 12 followers or something…
Joe smarts and Kaine are going at it and they are outside of the ring now and Kaine is thrown into the steel steps with a thud. Joe Smarts grabs a fire extinguisher and kaine stands up and goes after smarts and Hits him in the groin area and smarts drops the extinguisher but he grabs Kaine and slams him down. Crazy J on the other side has two chairs he steps in the ring and doc henry is watching him. J tosses him the chair and tells him to wait a second. He rolls out and he grabs smarts and sends him back in the ring J slide in and when Smarts stands both J and Doc Henry swing and they connect chairs and Smarts hits the ground… J points for Doc Henry to pin him.
Zach Davis: well I guess J wants Doc to get the win.
Freddy Whoa: I would not trust evil….
Doc looks and J and J screams out do it… Doc goes for the pin
Whack Crazy J hits Doc Henry in the face with the chair and he breaks up the pin attempt. J then takes the chair and he puts it on doc Henry neck and the other on Joe smarts neck he lays them in line with each other and he climbs up on the turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: this isn’t Good these guys are going to get hurt.
Freddy Whoa: Evil doesn’t care
Just then Kaine walks over with the fire extinguisher and he pulls the trigger and flames shoot out of it and J falls off of the ring post and lands outside. Kaine has a shocked look on his face and he drops the tank and rolls into the ring he runs at the ropes and he flips off and lands on the chairs. The crowd chants holly shit as Kaine, Doc and smarts lays in the ring.
Zach Davis: thank god Kaine is a smaller guy otherwise this would not have ended well for him.
Freddy Whoa: that is the second big hit to Smarts neck. But Kaine hurt himself just as much
Outside of the ring Crazy J is being touched by these 12 women and they stand him up and they hand him brass knuckles. He walks in the ring and he picks up doc henry and doc pushes him off and they lock up. Doc henry pushes J and j smiles as Doc picks up the chair and he swings it and hits J in the face and J laughs and tells him to do it again. But by now Kaine is up and he is watching. Doc hits J again with the chair and Stumbles a little and laughs once more. Doc goes to hit him but Kaine kicks out the knee of Doc Henry and he stumbles and J knocks him out with the brass knuckles and J and Kaine looks at each other and they pick up Joe Smarts and Joe grabs Kaine and J just watches as these two start punching each other Kaine Stumbles a little and J takes his shot and he nailes Kaine in the face and then he Grabs Joe smarts damaged neck and he locks in the neck cutter on Joe Smarts. Kaine then locks on the straight Jacket on Doc Henry.
Zach: It looks like both Men are out… but wait a minute
J lets go of the move and he picks up Kaine off of Doc Henry and he chokeslams him out of the ring and Kaine lands on the table it doesn’t break all the way and J is yelling at him when Doc Henry gets up and tosses J out of the ring ontop of Kaine. Doc turns and he looks at joe Smarts… But J is back up on his feet Doc henry goes for the cover
J pulls him off and drives his face down into the ring with a huge ddt. J then sets Doc Henry up in the corner with doc face on the first turnbuckle and J lands with his crotch in his face and lands a modified Lipton tea Bag and the fans go crazy. Kaine is back in the ring and he goes for the cover
Joe Smarts kicks out somehow. J then runs over and he picks up Kaine and locks on the disturbed Dreams. Kaine is fading and Doc and Smarts are both out.
Zach Davis: This match has to be about done…
Freddy Whoa: But everyone here will receive a free diet Lipton tea green tea drink on the way out because J used the Lipton Tea Bag move of the night.
Crazy J Puts Joe Smarts in the center of the ring and then he lays Doc Henry Down next to him and then he ddts Kaine down. He then covers up Smarts eyes with his own hands. Then he covers the ears of Doc henry and then he covers up Kaine mouth.
Zach Davis: what is he doing
Freddy Whoa: Its See no evil… Hear no evil… Speak no evil.
Zach Davis: But what is he doing
J rolls out of the ring and he picks up the fire extinguisher and he brings it in the ring and he some hoe sprays out just the liquid part and he puts some in his mouth and he pulls out a lighter… but Kaine stars moving and goes for the cover so j spits out the fluid and push Kaine away and J covers Smarts
Kyle Steel: the winner of the match by pinfall and still WCF Harcore Champion is Crazy J.
Zach Davis: This match was full of violence and these 4 men will be feeling this match later.
Freddy Whoa: And now we get to wait and see who faces Crazy J next for the hard core title.
Crazy J is immediately attacked from behind by Wade Moor!
Zach Davis: What the?!
Moor clubs J in the back of the head and then starts kicking him. The fans boo as Moor grabs J's Hardcore Title and waits for J to get to his feet.. then smashes him in the face with it!
Freddy Whoa: The war between Pantheon and Zero Tolerance wages on... We're getting into "random attack for no actual reason" territory here.
Moor holds the Hardcore Title and screams into J's face.
Zach Davis: Or maybe there IS a reason for this attack, Freddy? Maybe Wade is saying he wants the Hardcore Title?
Not only does Wade seem to want the belt - he takes it!
Freddy Whoa: Hey! Come on. Pantheon thinks they can really just take whatever they want, huh?
Wade rolls out and holds the Hardcore Title close to himself, grinning up at Crazy J and disappearing before the real Champion can regain his composure.
Zach Davis: Don't think for a second this attack will go unanswered.
Television Title Match
Jared Holmes vs FPV
"The Ballad of Maxwell Demon" by Shudder to Think hits the PA as the lights go dim in the arena. A golden Eye of Horus lights up the jumbotron as "#AllHail6ixGod" appears beneath in gold lettering. A single stage light hits the center of the ramp as the music swells and booing from the crowd reaches a fever pitch. From the curtain steps Jared Holmes dressed in a full-face mirror ball mask topped with a diamond encrusted crown of thorns and long navy wool coat with gold accents, Thursday by his side.
Kyle Steel: The challenger making his way to the ring, from Hollywood, California. Weighing in at two-hundred and fifteen pounds.... "THE SIX GOD" JARED HOLMES!
Jared steps into the spotlight, the mirror ball mask reflecting the light in a dazzling display of colors. His hands slowly raise from his sides into the air as sparks descend from the ceiling. Bringing his arms down swiftly, he continues down the ramp, his eyes concealed behind the mask but undoubtedly on the ring.
Zach Davis: This is the first time in half a year we’ve seen the Six God take to the ring by himself. He’s been formidable in the tag division with his former #BeachKrew and current Pantheon members, but can he still hang on his own?
Freddy Whoa: Some people think FPV bit off more than he could chew with this challenge, but others may think the opposite is the case. Let’s see if Holmes can back up his talk.
The posse moves with purpose, and upon reaching the bottom of the ring, Jared ascends the stairs and steps between the ropes. His hand coming to the back of his head, he removes the mask and raises it in the air to a chorus of boos. The lights dim to a blood red, as glitchy electronic noises fill the arena. Many suspect that "Ghosts n' Stuff" is about to play...until instead they get a snippet of multiple songs. First "You Know My Name," then "Mountain Song," "Ghosts 'n Stuff, "The Scott Pilgrim Anthem," and finally "Professional Griefers." This snippets play seemingly at random until all sound stops, and the lights go off completely, until three words pop up on the titantron, in big white letters.
"FRANK PATRICK VENABLE"
The crowd explodes in applause as "True North" hits the P.A and Frank Patrick Venable finally makes his entrance, dressed in a dark red hoodie and wrestling tights, ready for a fight.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at two-hundred and five pounds… He is the WCF Television Champion, Frank Patrick Venable!
He runs down to the ring at an almost inhumane speed, sliding into the ring from underneath the bottom rope. He panders to the always appreciative crowd before removing his hoodie and entering his corner. As the bell rings, Frank immediately sprints across the ring and blasts Jared in the chest with a dropkick, sending Holmes whipping hard back against the turnbuckle. With the Six God stunned, Frank launches to his feet and corners his challenger, raining punches down on him.
Zach Davis: Venable giving Holmes no time to breath!
Jared throws his hands up, covering his face from the blows before finally pulling Frank to him and trading positions. A hard knife chop echoes through the arena as Frank bends over and clutches his chest. Holmes turns away, his hand coming to rub the back of his head where it impacted the turnbuckle, and the moment is enough for Frank to charge him from behind, taking him to the ground with a chop block before mounting him with a series of punches once more.
Freddy Whoa: Aggression from FPV! He must be thinking about everything Holmes said about him! About the rubbing of salt in his wounds by this man since the moment he won the Television Title.
Frank rolls over Jared and locks him in a front chancery. He nails a first gator roll. As they hit the matt, Frank rolls through and lifts the pair to their feet. A second gator roll! As they stumble back up, Frank turns for a spinning neckbreaker, but Holmes slips the hold and drops back with a Pele Kick! Frank takes a step back, his hand coming to his head as Holmes kips up into a hurricanrana. Frank is thrown across the ring but manages to roll through. As Holmes chases, Venable catches him in an arm drag! Jared lands, coming to a base and is able to catch Venable this time for an arm drag of his own.
Zach Davis: Incredible display of athleticism by these two!
The two rise and charge simultaneously, locking arms as their attempts to hip toss one another cancel out, and a knee to the gut from Holmes doubles Venable over. Jared takes a step back before landing a single-leg dropkick to the temple, laying the champion out. He goes for a kick pin.
Frank kicks out. Holmes slaps on a chin lock, wrenching back on the head and neck of the champion. Frank pushes himself to a base as the crowd cheers him on, his hands tightening to fists as he fires himself up and pushes to his feet.
Crowd: FPV! FPV!
Freddy Whoa: It is cute, isn’t it?
An elbow to the ribs weakens the hold, and a second elbow breaks it entirely. With Holmes doubled over, Frank wraps an arm around his neck and nails him with a nasty snap suplex before rolling through and hitting him with a leg drop!
Zach Davis: The Duster! That has to hurt!
He goes for the pin.
Ref: One! Two!
Jared kicks out! Frank pulls the Six God to his feet before Holmes shoves him off. An attempted Cliché Kick misses the mark, and Venable takes advantage of his opponent’s shaky base to do a quick kick to the leg and send Holmes down. As Frank drops a fist, Holmes rolls out of the way, catching the arm and pulling it behind Venable’s back in a hammerlock. He releases it almost immediately, delivering a quick kick to the spine to send Venable stiffening before flipping over with a rolling neckbreaker. As the Six God tumbles through the air, Venable cocks his fist up, landing a stiff shot to the jaw as he’s driven down and laying both men out.
Freddy Whoa: OOF! That didn’t look pleasant.
Zach Davis: The Champion showing the incredible in-ring awareness he’s displayed through his career! Holmes has yet to mount a lasting offense.
Ref: One! Two! Three! Four!
The two pull themselves up simultaneously, using the ropes. Venable charges Holmes, but Holmes pulls down the top rope to send Venable to the floor. Frank lands on his feet as Holmes runs to the opposite side of the ring, rebounding, and charging back with a somersault plancha.
Freddy Whoa: WOAH! You forget the guy has some serious skill what with how much he runs his mouth!
Venable ducks to the side as Holmes hits the outside with a sickening thud, and before the Six God can get his bearings, Venable has hoisted him up and thrown him into the barricade. His enemy prone and hanging exhaustedly over the barricade, Venable steps up for the Superkick!
Crowd: BOOM! HEA –
Holmes manages to roll out of the way as Venable’s leg lashes over the barricade. Now it’s Holmes’s turn to take advantage of his off-balance adversary. He lashes out with a stiff clothesline to bring both men to the ground.
Ref: Five! Six!
Holmes pushes himself up, sliding into the ring and laying on his back in fatigue. Venable stays on the ground outside.
Ref: Seven! Eight!
Venable pushes himself to his feet, the roar of the audience helping him as he stumbles forward.
Venable slides in at the last moment as Holmes gets to a knee. He drops a double axe-handle on Venable’s back before pulling himself up with the ropes. He circles Venable, letting his opponent back to his feet before locking him in a side headlock. He tussles Venable’s hair with a slight smile before falling forward for a vicious headlock driver.
Zach Davis: And there’s a new, just as condescending as ever, addition to Holmes’s arsenal.
He rolls over into the pin.
Ref: One! Two!
Venable kicks out! Holmes sits up, letting out a deep breath as he runs his hands through his hair. He gets to his feet, straddling above Venable as he reaches down to grab the champion by a handful of hair. Venable wraps his arms around Holmes’s legs, leaning back to pull the Six God face first into the turnbuckle.
Freddy Whoa: PEARLY GATES!
Back on his feet, he grabs Jared from behind and nails the Limit Break! He bridges into a pin!
Ref: One! Two!
Holmes kicks out! Both men lay on the canvas, their eyes on the ceiling as their teeth grit in frustration. It’s Venable on his feet first, staggering over to Holmes to club him over the back of the head. Holmes falls to a knee. Venable takes a step back and shoots forward!
Crowd: BOOM! HEAD SHOT!
Holmes ducks back and catches Frank’s foot, pulling him to the ground. The two men get up quickly, but a Cliché Kick doubles Venable over. Holmes shoves his head between his legs and jumps forward into the air for the Dolphin Driver!
Zach Davis: That’s it! Dolphin Driver! This is over!
As FPV lays unconscious on the matt, Jared eyes the figure of his fallen opponent. Then he slides out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: …He’s not pinning. Where’s he going?
Jared takes the Television Title from the announce table, sliding back in and dropping it on the mat. As the ref begins to inject, Jared shoves him aside. The bell begins to ring.
Freddy Whoa: This is uncalled for!
Zach Davis: Jared Holmes seemingly intentionally getting himself disqualified! And what’s he planning to do to the champion now?!
Jared hoists Frank to his fit, placing his head in position once more. He jumps and flips.
Freddy Whoa: WOAH! FPV JUST FLIPPED THROUGH THE DOLPHIN DRIVER!
Frank lands on his feet, his leg lashing out for the Headshot! Holmes ducks again, and reaches to Thursday who tosses him his collapsible baton. He extends it with the flick of his wrist, cracking Frank across the face as he kips up to his feet. With a second shot, he sends Frank staggering back to the turnbuckle. Suddenly, “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold hits the P.A.
Freddy Whoa: It’s the Brotherhood!
Kevin Bishop, Psychopomp, and Dion Necurat charge from the back towards the ring. Jared slides out immediately, grabbing Thursday by the hand as he takes the belt with him, dipping into the crowd. He raises it up, grinning wickedly as he tosses it back over the barricade.
Jared Holmes: This could’ve been mine if I wanted it! Stay Frosty, Bishop!
The pair disappear through the sea of people as Bishop glares daggers at them, the other members of the Brotherhood sliding into the ring to check on FPV. He pushes them out of his way, a look of frustration on his face as he exits the ring and walks to the discarded belt. He picks it up and looks out at the crowd.
Zach Davis: Needless to say, FPV can’t be happy right now. Even with his belt, he was assaulted by a weapon and had the Brotherhood intervene on his behalf.
Freddy Whoa: If they hadn’t, who knows how things would’ve turned out!
Zach Davis: And maybe FPV was alright with finding out. Needless to say, he’s still looking to prove he can run on his own without the pack.
Internet Title Match
Captain Pantheon vs Teddy Blaze
Special Guest Referee: Steven Singh
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 out comes a referee-shirt-clad “Superstar” Steven Singh 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 fans. With his Tag Team Title tossed casually over his right shoulder, he heads to the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Somehow, I’m not feeling too confident about us getting a fair fight here tonight.
CaramellDansen hits and Captain Pantheon comes out running, Tag Title Shield in tow. He sprints to the ring, slides under the bottom rope, and strikes his traditional superhero pose. His co-champion Singh gives him a pat on the back and a whisper before handing Captain’s Title Shield to the timekeeper for safe keeping through the match.
Zach Davis: That seems fair, our referee patting one of the competitors on the back and conspiring with him right before the match.
The Crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat of When the Levee breaks echoes throughout the arena, signalling the arrival of the Internet Champion Teddy Blaze! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp. 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 which Captain Pantheon smiles and accepts. As soon as they touch Singh calls for the bell.
Freddy Whoa: What the hell?! Apparently this one is underway?
Both competitors look at Singh quixotically. Singh throws his hands up in disbelief and appears to yell at Captain Pantheon who shakes his head no and wags a finger at his partner.
Zach Davis: It looks like Singh was trying to give his partner the jump on the Champ but Cap wanted no part of it.
With a smirk, Blaze shoves the Internet Title into Singh’s chest who immediately drops it to the mat and kicks it out of the ring where the timekeeper fetches it off the ground.
Freddy Whoa: Very respectful. And what about his Tag Title? Is Thievin Steven just going to keep that on his shoulder the whole match?
Zach Davis: Why wouldn’t he? The referee doesn’t have a problem with it!
The competitors nod to each other and begin to circle. Collar-elbow tie up quickly turned into an arm wrench from Captain Pantheon. Teddy Blaze however front flips out of it and lands a roundhouse kick hard to the chest of Captain Pantheon. Captain stumbles backwards into the ropes and comes back with a clothesline, ducked by Blaze, Captain off the opposite ropes and a jumping back elbow from Blaze takes the Captain down
Freddy Whoa: A cover by Blaze!
Zach Davis: And Singh is taking his sweet time getting into position...He’s finally down to the mat….1…Kickout by Captain Pantheon.
Blaze is up and shakes his head at the slow-counting Singh. Singh shrugs back at with a “What are you talking about?” Blaze turns his attention back to Captain Pantheon who is back on his feet only to whipped into the turnbuckle. Blaze follows him in with a nasty jumping knee strike. Blaze sends him into the other turnbuckle and follows in with another knee strike. Blaze moves Cap out of the corner and then gets up on the second turnbuckle, holding his opponent’s head and setting up for a Tornado DDT. Singh comes rushing in between the men, warning Blaze to get off the ropes and starts a five count.
Freddy Whoa: Oh come on! Singh got right in the middle of the move.
Zach Davis: It looks like the referee is just trying to keep some order in the match…
As Singh is about to get to the end of his very fast five count, Blaze jumps OVER the referee onto Captain Pantheon.
Freddy Whoa: What athleticism from the Champ!
Zach Davis: But he’s caught by Captain Pantheon who reverses it into an inverted atomic drop!
Captain then follows up quickly with a discus punch taking Blaze off his feet. Captain with a pin and Singh slides quickly in.
Freddy Whoa: onetwokickout! Wow. Blaze narrowly avoids the pinfall there thanks to an extremely quick count from Singh.
Captain gets up and shakes his head at his partner who responds with an eyeroll. Captain then bounces quickly off the ropes and plops down with a leg drop. He gets back up, gives a thumbs up to the crowd and comes back with another leg drop. Captain Pantheon sends Blaze off the opposite rope and hits him with a big boot on the way back.
Zach Davis: BOOM! Another pin!
Freddy Whoa: onetwo
Zach Davis: No! What?! Captain Pantheon pulled his opponent up! He doesn’t want the fast count!
Freddy Whoa: Steven Singh is beside himself! It looks like Cap may’ve changed his name but not his ways! He DEFINITELY had Blaze there with that boot and the quick count!
Captain is clapping his hands slow and even, showing Singh how he wants it counted. Blaze is struggling back to his feet and Captain hoists him up with a scoop slam but Blaze floats over his shoulder and drops him with a reverse DDT. Blaze whips Cap into a corner and comes sprinting in after him.
Zach Davis: Back body drop from Cap! Blaze over the top!
Freddy Whoa: He lands on the apron! And Cap has no idea but Singh is jumping and pointing behind Captain towards Blaze.
As Captain moves towards Singh with a hand to his ear, not sure what Singh is trying to signal Blaze hits a springboard dropkick to the back of Captain head sending him down hard. Captain is down and Teddy Blaze heads back to the apron and--
Freddy Whoa: HABANERO HIGH DIVE! HABANERO HIGH DIVE! A PIN!
Zach Davis: What the hell is Singh doing?! He’s just staring at his tag title?
SSS is holding the tag team title out in front of him and appears to be looking at his own reflection, purposefully oblivious to the pin attempt. After what was definitely a three count, Blaze gets off the pin and gets directly into Singh’s face. Pretending to be startled Singh dramatically drops down to the mat, ready to count and Blaze gets back into position.
Freddy Whoa: 1….2….Kickout by Captain Pantheon. Wow, I can’t believe Cap kicked out after that SIX COUNT. Singh is making a mockery of this match.
Zach Davis: It looks like Blaze agrees with you as he’s standing nose to nose with Singh!
The crowd cheers for Blaze as he is yelling inches from the face of Singh. Captain takes the opportunity with a school boy roll up from behind. Singh slides into a position..
Freddy Whoa: onetwoKICKOUT! Another quick count and another timely kickout from Blaze!
Zach Davis: And now Captain Pantheon is in Singh’s face! Neither of these guys are happy with the job Singh is doing!
Freddy Whoa: And Singh can’t BELIEVE Cap is upset with him!
Singh yells ‘FINE! FINE!’ to his tag partner and walks away from the competitors and leans against a turnbuckle.
Zach Davis: Is he taking out his phone?
Freddy Whoa: He’s definitely taking out his phone. What do you think he’s doing?
Zach Davis: Candy Crush?
Freddy Whoa: You don’t think he’s more of a Clash of the Clans guy?
Blaze is back to his feet and trying to catch Cap unaware but CP nails him with a cartwheel kick to the face putting him down and Captain Pantheon is heading to the top and Singh looks suddenly hopeful again.
Freddy Whoa: BAAAAANZAI!
Zach Davis: But no water in the pool! Blaze rolled out of the way and Singh is left just shaking his head.
Both men are laid out on the mat but Blaze crawls over and slaps on a cross armbreaker.
Freddy Whoa: He’s got it cinched in tight!
Zach Davis: But Cap is shaking his head! There’s no way he gives up!
Freddy Whoa: Blaze wrenches back on it!
Zach Davis: And there’s the bell?! What?! Singh just called for the bell!
Freddy Whoa: Singh is leaning out of the ropes and talking to Kyle Steel who is bringing him the Internet Title. I can’t quite make out what he’s saying but he’s back in the ring with the Internet title and he’s….
Kyle Steel: Your winner…And….
Zach Davis: He’s helping up Captain Pantheon?
Kyle Steel: STILL Internet Champion….Teddy Blaze!
Singh drops the Internet Title in front of Blaze and helps Captain Pantheon out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: What in the hell was that? I didn’t see Cap tap!
Zach Davis: No but the way Blaze was wrenching that arm, he was ready to break it! I think Singh wanted to make sure his tag team partner was still in one piece!
CJ Phoenix vs Odin Balfore
Zach Davis: Welcome back to WCF Slam, ladies and gentlemen! We have a great matchup about to happen here.
Freddy Whoa: That's right, Zach. Some have said that this is a clash between eras. Two guys following their own paths in the company set to collide here tonight.
"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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Baton Rouge, Louisiana, weighing in at 205lbs, CJ PHOENIX!
Zach Davis: He's the story of perseverance personified. Scratching and clawing his way up the ladder.
Freddy Whoa: And he's slowly, but surely earning the respect of the locker room along the way. Are you surprised that he would challenge someone as elite as Odin Balfore?
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.
Zach Davis: Nope. I think he's nuts for doing something like this, but I think that's why people love him. He's not afraid to step up to anyone.
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.
Freddy: He may be fearless, but he might regret this challenge.
“ With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Poon Town, Federal District, Poon Guinea, weighing in at 340lbs, ODIN BALFORE!
Freddy Whoa: And here comes the former WCF World Champion.
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won!
Zach Davis: Odin Balfore said that he was coming back to reassert his dominance. He went to WAR looking for the elimination record, and he got it. Now he's up against one of the bigger names of the "New Era" as it's consistently referred to.
The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes..
Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist...
Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part.
Crowd: The battle is.. already won!
Freddy Whoa: Is it already won? We're about to find out!
Odin stares down his opponent as he waits for the match to get underway.
*DING DING DING!*
Zach Davis: These two men bring very different styles to their technical abilities.
Freddy Whoa: They're circling the ring, trying to figure out what the other will do.
Phoenix runs at Odin, attempting a flying forearm. Odin catches him in midair and throws him back, causing CJ to lose his balance for a split second. Balfore attempts to decapitate his opponent with a big boot, but Phoenix regains his balance enough to duck under it. When the Norseman turns around, CJ attempts a middle back kick, which Odin somehow catches. Phoenix swings his other leg at him, but it's avoided. Odin flips Phoenix afterwards, and CJ uses the momentum, as well as his hands for leverage, to flip back to his feet. The fans applaud at the series of moves.
Zach Davis: What a series there. Both guys showing their technical prowess.
Freddy Whoa: You can see their styles by the way they countered each other. Odin going for the heavy hits while Phoenix went for quickness and agility.
Freddy Whoa: Odin looking for a clothesline, but CJ ducks it and connects with a forearm.
Zach Davis: I don't even think Balfore felt that! He's just shrugging the hit off like a mosquito bite!
Freddy Whoa: They don't call him the "Nordic Tank" for nothing. It takes a few big shots just to get the big guy to stagger. CJ will definitely need to open up the playbook if he wants to stay in this match.
The competitors spend the next few minutes executing counters and slowly wearing each other down. Odin targets CJ's skull while Phoenix goes after Balfore's legs.
The two finally get into a tie-up. After a moment, Odin easily overpowers his foe, driving him back into the corner. He then pulls CJ away from the turnbuckle and puts him in a headlock.
Zach Davis: This is where the match favors Odin. He's 340 pounds and is using all of that strength to squeeze the life out of CJ Phoenix.
Freddy Whoa: More like squeeze the air out of his head. The guy's a lunatic!
Zach Davis: Phoenix is trying to fight his way out of the hold, and Odin plants him with a DDT! Excellent move by Odin to take control of this match. He goes for the pin...and Phoenix kicks out just before one.
Freddy Whoa: I think that was just Odin toying with CJ, and now he's got him back to his feet and a standing suplex will bring the Firebird back down to Earth.
Zach Davis: Balfore looking to put Phoenix in a Kimura lock, but CJ wisely slithers his way out of it. That is a dangerous hold that you do NOT want to be in.
Freddy Whoa: Odin's been in control of this match as of late after a deadlock in the opening minutes.
Odin grabs CJ and holds him up in the air. He delivers a vicious headbutt.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! What a strike by Balf-he struck back! Phoenix just headbutted Odin Balfore! He's lost it!
Zach Davis: That's part of his offense. He's not afraid to hurt himself if it hurts his opponent as well.
Freddy Whoa: They're trading headbutts now! You can just hear their skulls repeatedly colliding with each other! They're gonna end up with concussions! Somebody stop them!
Zach Davis: I'm not getting in there!
Freddy Whoa: Oh don't be a pussy, Zach.
Zach Davis: You break it up then.
Freddy Whoa: I'd uhhh...I'd rather not.
Zach Davis: Yeah, that's what I thought.
Freddy Whoa: Odin starting to get the upper hand and h-whoa! Phoenix just kicked him in the shin!
Zach Davis: Odin tossing Phoenix into the ropes so that he can tend to his-SPEAR! Phoenix just speared Balfore's legs! What a shot! Here's the cover!
Zach Davis: Odin gets the shoulder up, but he is in a lot of pain! Meanwhile, CJ Phoenix is showing signs of dizziness from the headbutts and headlocks he's had to endure. He's having trouble staying on his feet.
Freddy Whoa: Speaking of having trouble, Odin is using the ropes to get to his feet.
CJ kicks at Odin's legs, keeping him grounded. However, Balfore eventually catches one of the kicks and lifts CJ into the air. He's set to deliver a Valhalla Bomb, but his legs give out and he drops Phoenix in order to catch himself and land at a kneel.
Freddy Whoa: The legs gave out! Just for a moment, Phoenix has bought himself some time. Both men slowly getting up once more. How is Odin going to get any offense going?
Zach Davis: That's how! SURTR'S REVENGE! Odin just flung himself at Phoenix and connected with that devastating strike! It's over! Odin with the pin!
Freddy Whoa: What!? How? How did CJ Phoenix kick out of that!?
Zach Davis: These are two of most resilient guys on the roster. Neither man willing to quit. Blood running down their faces from the headbutt battle they had earlier. You can hear the crowd roaring at these guys, cheering them on to keep fighting! This is why WCF is the place to be!
Crowd: WCF! WCF! WCF!
Odin angrily lifts CJ up and pulls him in.
Zach Davis: MARK OF ODIN!
NO!, Phoenix flips over and turns the Powerbomb into a Sunset Flip pin!
NO!, Odin escapes. Both men are to their feet and Phoenix charges.
Freddy Whoa: MARK OF ODIN!
Odin stays down and grabs Phoenix by the throat.
Zach Davis: RAGNAROK!
Odin Balfore falls onto CJ Phoenix, exhausted, having given it all he's got.
The bell sounds.
Freddy Whoa: THERE IT IS!
Balfore rolls off of CJ Phoenix, completely spent.
Zach Davis: Odin Balfore, WCF legend, wins it... but CJ Phoenix showed him what today's generation has to offer, and I don't think Odin Balfore expected it.
Freddy Whoa: Not at all, Zach. Not at all.
Odin Balfore is slowly lumbering to his feet as we're forced to take a commercial break.
Jason O'Neal vs Joey Flash
The arena lights dim as the crowd buzz begins to build to fever pitch. "Mile Zero" by Periphery 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.
Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, from the Bronx, New York, weighing in at 220 pounds...JOEY FLASH!
He circles the ring not once, but twice. Delaying his entrance and the match even further riling the crowd before sliding into the ring and sitting down in one of the ring corners staring at the stage with both apathy and disgust.
Zach Davis: Joey Flash has had one heck of a time since he returned at WAR. Winning the WAR Match and becoming the new number one contender for the World Title. Then helping lead Pantheon to a win at Hellimination. Many wondered if his brief time away from WCF would slow down the momentum he had before he left but I think he's answered that and then some.
Freddy Whoa: Well he does have a lot of momentum heading into his World Title match against Thomas Bates next momentum, but the champ can't be counted out. Bates' proved that he is the man to beat when he won that belt back from Corey Black and The Mountain doesn't look like he'll be conquered easily again.
"#1" by Nelly hits and Jason O'Neal walks arrogantly walks to the ring.
Zach Davis: And here comes the WCF Alpha Champion!
Freddy Whoa: We should be clear, this match is not going to be for the Alpha Championship. Due to the rules set forward, Joey Flash isn't eligible to compete for the belt.
Zach Davis: Well even without the title on the line, this is going to be a heck of a match. O'Neal has proven to be a tough competitor in his brief time with WCF.
O'Neal slides into the ring and pops back up to his feet before raising the Alpha Title into the air. Flash stares at him from his spot in the corner, not looking all that impressed. The referee steps in front of O'Neal to keep him back.
Freddy Whoa: All right well clearly O'Neal hasn't been too happy with some of the things Flash has been saying and he's ready to get this match going.
Zach Davis: And so am I!
O'Neal finally allows the referee to take the Alpha Title to a ringside official and heads to his corner. The referee signals for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
Freddy Whoa: And here we go!
Both men come out of their corners and circle each other twice before they move in and lock up. They battle for control with O'Neal finally getting the upper hand and backing Flash into the corner. They're still tied up as the referee tries to get them to break it up. Neither man letting go as they fight for the upper hand until the referee reaches 4. O'Neal starts to back off when Flash steps forward and slaps him across the face.
Zach Davis: Joey Flash clearly trying to send a message with that slap. He is not impressed with Jason O'Neal and what he's done.
O'Neal shakes off the slap and charges the corner like a shark going after a baby seal. Flash quick to get his body through the ropes and he's yelling for the referee to keep him back. The referee steps in front of O'Neal and has to threaten him with a disqualification to keep him away. O'Neal fired up as Flash slowly pulls himself back through the ropes. O'Neal looking to tie up again and Flash looks to oblige before taking a cheap shot and raking O'Neal across the eyes.
Freddy Whoa: And again Flash looking to take the cheap shot in the opening of this match.
Flash going to work with a right hand, showing off that boxing background of his. Another right hand as O'Neal is trying to block with one arm while his other is rubbing at his eyes, trying to recover from the rake. Flash grabs the free arm and shoots O'Neal into the ropes. O'Neal ducks a clothesline attempt and pops up behind Flash. O'Neal with a rear waistlock and tries for a suplex but Flash blocks it. Flash trying to break the grip around his waist but O'Neal takes him to his knees by force.
Zach Davis: These are two of the technical wizards in the WCF and we're now finally getting to see how evenly matched these two are in that department.
Flash trying to push himself back up to his feet as O'Neal hangs on, again trying to suplex him. Flash again blocks it and turns O'Neal over, taking him backfirst to the mat as he grabs for O'Neal's head and puts him in a side headlock. O'Neal fighting back though, getting his legs up and wrapping them around Flash's head in a leg scissors. Flash quick to break free and scurry to the ropes to pull himself upright as O'Neal gets to his feet.
Freddy Whoa: You weren't kidding about that even match-up. Flash clearly the more decorated of these two but O'Neal showing he's got the athleticism to hang.
O'Neal now going after Flash by the ropes, trying to pull him back to the center of the ring. Flash with a chop across the chest, followed up with a back elbow to the face. Flash again shooting O'Neal into the ropes before wrapping his arms around his head in a sleeper hold. O'Neal trying to fight back out of it as Flash tries to take him to the mat. O'Neal managing to stay upright as he drags himself and Flash toward the ropes. Flash sees what he's doing and shoves O'Neal chest first into the ropes. Flash goes for the back body drop but O'Neal lands on his feet. O'Neal with a roll up from behind.
Zach Davis: No! Flash with the kickout at one!
O'Neal rolls off and gets to his feet as Flash rolls out to the floor and then the floor. Flash waving off O'Neal as he's heading toward the ramp.
Freddy Whoa: And it looks like Joey Flash is trying to say that he's too good for this match!
Zach Davis: Well it looks like Jason O'Neal doesn't agree with that.
O'Neal ignoring the referee's warning and he slides out of the ring as the referee is forced to start the count. Flash heading up the ramp and O'Neal gives him chase. O'Neal with a running forearm to the back that drops Flash to the ramp. O'Neal now with right hands to the back of the head as the referee reaches 2. O'Neal now pulling Flash up to his feet and he points to the barricade beside the ramp before going for the whip. Flash with the reversal and O'Neal is sent crashing chest first into it. O'Neal bounces off and turns around before Flash charges him and drives him back first into it.
Freddy Whoa: Flash really working over the midsection of O'Neal in this match. Those ribs are going to be sore in the morning.
The referee up to 5 as Flash looks toward the ring. Flash with a right hand to the face before he grabs O'Neal by the head and leads him toward the ring. Flash bounces him face first off the apron before rolling him in under the bottom rope. The referee's count is broken at 7 as Flash pulls himself up onto the apron and steps through the ropes.
Zach Davis: And the action back in the ring as Flash is again back in control.
O'Neal trying to push himself back up before Flash drops a knee across the back. Flash pressing the knee into the spine as he grabs hold of O'Neal under the chin and pulls back on his head.
Freddy Whoa: Oh this is a brutal looking hold by Joey Flash. And O'Neal is dead center in the ring, far from the ropes.
The referee checks on O'Neal, who is refusing to give in. He's trying to drag himself toward the ropes as Flash leans back, trying to bend O'Neal in ways that no human body can. O'Neal trying to push himself up onto his knees as he crawls. Flash sees he's getting close to the ropes and lets up on the hold, only to drop another knee across the back. Flash grabs him by the head and pulls him upright.
Zach Davis: Sudden Flash!
Flash with his trademark right hand but O'Neal ducks it. Flash looking shocked as he misses and O'Neal comes up behind him. O'Neal with a series of kicks to the backs of Flash's legs, trying to take him down. Flash making his way to the ropes, again trying to escape. But O'Neal catches him and drags him back before taking him to the mat with a german suplex. O'Neal bridges it for the pin!
Freddy Whoa: No! Flash kicks out before two!
O'Neal back up to his feet as Flash is trying to get up as well. Flash turns around.
Zach Davis: The Sensation!
O'Neal with the superkick but Flash catches it. Flash throws the leg off to the side...
Freddy Whoa: Sudden Flash!
Zach Davis: He hit it!
Flash connects with the big right hand and O'Neal drops to the mat. Flash quickly hooks the leg for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: NO! O'Neal kicks out again!
Zach Davis: Oh man, this is awesome.
Flash up to his feet and he's in the face of the referee, claiming that he's in the back pocket of Pantheon's enemies. O'Neal trying to get to his feet as Flash is demanding to know why the referee is trying to Bill Cosby his image. O'Neal finally back up to his feet and Flash turns back around to him.
Zach Davis: Langniappe!
O'Neal goes for the jumping cutter but Flash had it scouted and shoves him off. O'Neal turns back around and Flash goes for a third Sudden Flash. But O'Neal ducks that!
Freddy Whoa: The Sensation!
O'Neal connects with the superkick and Flash drops.
Zach Davis: HE'S OUT! FLASH IS OUT COLD!
Freddy Whoa: Jason O'Neal is about to beat Joey Flash!
O'Neal falls on top of Flash out of exhaustion and can't muster the strength to hook the leg.
Zach Davis: THAT'S IT!
Freddy Whoa: WAIT! NO! FLASH'S FOOT IS ON THE ROPE!
The referee's hand was millimeters above the mat when he realized Flash had his foot on the bottom rope. O'Neal looking at the referee and looks like he's ready to give up. O'Neal rolls off of Flash and both men are laid out on the mat as the referee checks on Flash.
Freddy Whoa: What is it going to take for one of these men to win this match?
They're both up.
Zach Davis: That's what.
JOEY FLASH HITS O'NEAL WITH THE WORLD!
Freddy Whoa: Aanndd into the pin.
Zach Davis: Joey Flash gets yet another win.
Flash gets to his feet. O'Neal rolls out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Amazing showing by O'Neal, our Alpha Champion. Give him another month or two, and he holds onto that Alpha Title? Whoever has the World Title better watch out.
Slam goes to commercial, fading on a victorious Joey Flash.
Gemini Battle Segment
“Falling Higher” by Helloween plays over the loudspeakers as Gemini battle begins to make his way out ringside to the applause of the crowd.
Zach Davis: I’m surprised to even see this man walking after the beating he took last week in that cell, not to mention the Burning Hammer on top of the World Title.
A replay shows the attack.
We return to live and Gemini Battle looks confused at the reaction of the crowd. He starts shouting at them wildly.
Zach Davis: I’m having a feeling of déjà vu.
Freddy Whoa: He’s yelling at the crowd? He’s been one of the most respected and beloved wrestlers for the past year and now he’s yelling at them. But they seem to enjoy it. Go figure, wrestling fans.
Gemini slithers under the bottom rope like a snake and retrieves a microphone in the center of the ring. He gets to his feet and listens to the adoring fans with a look of disgust on his face.
Gemini Battle: Why are you all cheering me? After all the things that I’ve done. I’m in an EVIL Motorcycle Gang called the DRG. What are you, stupid?
The crowd laughs and chants:
Gemini Battle: I don’t want your praise… you shouldn’t love me… YOU SHOULD FEAR ME!
Crowd: WE FEAR GEMINI (CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP)… WE FEAR GEMINI (CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP)…
Gemini Battle: You all are all a bunch of ignorant fucks! So I guess I’m gonna have to PROVE how EVIL I AM!
Two large masked men bring in a blindfolded man wearing a business suit, dragging him down the entrance ramp and into the ring. They place him on a steel chair prepared for him in the ring.
Zach Davis: Who is that guy?
Gemini Battle: Many of you may know this man as Richard Levinson… YOUR BELOVED TOWN SUPERVISOR FOR THIS PITIFUL TOWN OF TOPEKA!
Gemini Battle: That’s right! I’ve kidnapped your elected leader! HOW EVIL IS THAT!?!?
Zach Davis: A Google search of that man shows that he’s currently embroiled in a Dick Pic scandal as well is being investigated for funneling Town Taxes into his personal off shore account. This man is perhaps one of the most corrupt public officials in America!
He tears the blindfold off of the Supervisor.
Gemini Battle: Mr. Levinson. My name is Gemini Battle. I imagine you’re wondering what you’re doing here tonight?
Freddy Whoa: I just got that same déjà vu feeling, Zach.
He holds the microphone to his face. But before he can speak anything other than a few mumbled words he pulls it back.
Gemini Battle: Well allow me to explain to you. You are clearly the most respected member of the Town Committee as you were elected by these ignorant masses to be their leader. Well I’m here to tell you to STEP DOWN!
He holds the microphone to the man’s face, and again before he can get anything other than a few garbled mumbles out Gemini pulls the microphone back as the crowd begins to stir. He looks around and the crowd is cheering, yelling for blood. Gemini misinterprets the response as he looks out at the crowd and yells at them.
Gemini Battle: THERE’S NOTHING ANY OF YOU OUT THERE CAN DO TO STOP ME!
Zach Davis: This whole thing seems oddly familiar. Are we watching a rerun?
Freddy Whoa: I think something like this happened in Mexico 2 years ago. And just like then, Gemini has the full support of the audience behind him and he thinks that he doesn’t. What is going on?
Gemini returns his gaze to the Supervisor.
Gemini Battle: You can do things the easy way… or the hard way. The easy way: If you step down right now, all your sins will be forgiven, as only a MAN WITH THE NAME OF A GOD can do. However, if you choose the hard way…
He gets creepily close to the man.
Gemini Battle: Which I really hope you choose the hard way… I will find your family, I will take them, as I’ve so easily taken you and I will NEVER LET YOU SEE THEM AGAIN!
Zach Davis: I’m pretty sure his wife qand kids have left him already according to this Bing search.
Freddy Whoa: Bing?
Gemini Battle: WHAT SAY YOU?
Richard Levinson: I quit! I quit! Just leave them out of this!
The crowd erupts in cheers.
Gemini Battle: What was that?
He puts the microphone to his face.
Richard Levinson: I QUIT!
Again the crowd erupts in cheers as Gemini gets to his feet and addresses Kansas.
Gemini Battle: HA! Now your pitiful town is left without a true leader. And I’ll just stand back and watch as anarchy fills the streets and bedlam becomes the norm!
Gemini Battle laughs maniacally in the center of the ring.
Zach Davis: I don’t think he fully understands the scope of the Town Supervisors job. Half the people in the town probably have no idea who he is and what he does.
Freddy Whoa: Well he’s right though… the town will certainly be in a transitionary period where they are left without a Supervisor so he accomplished what he wanted.
Gemini finishes laughing and hears the response of the crowd. He looks angrily at all of them and shouts some more.
Gemini Battle: I don’t understand you people? You shouldn’t be cheering me… I’m Pu…
Crowd: PURE EVIL! (CHEER)
Gemini Battle: What the fuck is wrong with you people?
Zach Davis: This EXACT thing happened 2 years ago… what is going on!?!?
He drops the mic as his music plays before he slides out under the ring. The crowd is cheering his name and thanking him for finally getting the most evil Town Supervisor in the Town’s history to step down, yet Gemini doesn’t understand their elation.
Zach Davis: Well, whatever that was, Gemini just became the most beloved person here in 5 swift minutes. What’s next for the former World Champion?
Freddy Whoa: Hopefully not another reprise of a past promo.
Before he leaves Gemini Battle grabs his head in pain. He then grabs a microphone again, looking at the man in the ring and then around at the crowd. He speaks again but his voice is changed. It’s cooler, and not raspy. His tone has changed as well to a more sing-songy and lively manner.
Gemini Battle: WADE MOOR! You’ve bene challenging me to a match at One for weeks now. And after your heinous attack on Thomas Bates while he was here to support me during his run for congress last week has shown me that you’re nothing but a coward. You want me… you want a shot at the Livewire, the HASHTAG GREATEST US CHAMP EVER- You fucking got it.
ONE- 2015 Grayson Pierce vs Wade Moor for the World Title… BOOK IT SETH!
He drops the microphone and “Hell Yea” by Rev Theory plays over the loudspeakers.
Zach Davis: Now I NOW something is up. Gemini Battle just said the same thing he did last year when he accepted his match for One.
Freddy Whoa: He said One 2015… It’s 2016. He’s a year behind. Maybe that Burning Hammer scrambled his brains.
Zach Davis: You know what… I think that’s EXACTLY what happened.
Eric Price vs Wade Moor
Kyle Steel: And now, for our maaaain event! Scheduled for one fall..
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.
Kyle Steel: Introducing his opponent, from Pacific Palisades, CA. Standing 6 foot 4 inches tall and weighing in at 250 pounds. Eric Price!!
"You Know My Name" by Chris Cornell. Gold lights start flashing as the music starts as soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight shines on him as he makes his way to the ring with an energetic walk, a smile on his face as he walks down the entrance ramp and slaps hands with the audience. He steps in the ring using the steps and walks into the ring as he stands in the center of it looking around at the audience as he raises his hands and smirks at the audience.
Zach Davis: You'd think this would be a pretty good match here for our main event!
Wade Moor standing in the corner glaring at Eric Price with an awkward grin on his face.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah, but what the hell is Wade looking at like that? Looks like he's staring at a steak dinner.
Zach Davis: I guess we'll find out. Here we go folks!
Bell sounds as the two begin to size each other up and side step in a circle counter clockwise in the ring. The two lock up simultaneously around the shoulders but Wade offers am overpowering shove pushing Eric Price down, price rolls backwards right back up onto his feet and instantly sizes Wade back up. They go to lock up again but this time Price goes low and throws a chicken wing elbow into the abdomen of Wade. Wade crouched down from the blow and Price instantly swings Wade into the ropes. Upon his return hits Wade with a backhand chop as you can hear the echo sound throughout the arena.
Zach Davis: That was a furious slap!
Freddy Whoa: Sounded like it tickled!
Wade arches his back and has a grimace on his face from the chop. Price wastes no time and drop kicks Wade to the chest sending him out of the ring between the second and third ropes. Wade lands on the floor outside the ring and stands right back up with a look of what just happened on his face.
Zach Davis: Wade Moor looks like he's reassessing his game plan already.
Freddy Whoa: I mean yeah that escalated pretty quickly after that initial shove.
Zach Davis: Seems like he thought he was just going to powerhouse through Eric Price.
Eric Price stands in the middle of the ring with one hand on his knee in the ready position as he waves for Wade Moor to come back into the ring daringly. A few moments pass by and Wade Moor climbs back into the ring. Upon entering Eric Price goes for a clothesline but Wade Moor ducks under it and hits Eric Price with a sharp elbow to the side of the head. As Price fully turns around he is greeted with a knee to the mid section and falls right into a DDT by Wade.
Zach Davis: Looks as if that game plan reassessment worked! Nice regroup by Wade with that sequence.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa, calm down there Beyonce it’s still early on.
Zach Davis: Beyonce?! Where do you come up with this stuff?
Freddy Whoa: My mind works in mysterious ways partner.
Wade Moor is standing in the ring taunting the crowd as they boo him loudly. He’s telling them all to be quiet and sit the hell down. He then begins standing on the bottom rope leaning over the top rope pointing and screaming in exchange with a fan in the front row with a black sign that says “Price for Pre$ident” in gold glitter and wearing a black tee with a gold $ on it. You can hear Wade screaming at him “This is your hero? This is your President?” Meanwhile Eric Price is has risen to his knees as Wade jumps down off the ropes and turns back around. He gives him a swift kick to the midsection and immediately follows it up with an elbow drop.
Zach Davis: What a powerful elbow. He’s really working on that midsection of Price here.
Freddy Whoa: No shit, we’re all watching the same match.
Zach Davis: I was just stating……
Freddy Whoa: The obvious? Yeah we know. We have eyes too.
Wade turns to Jim Thuggin and signals for something.
Zach Davis: What is he wanting now?
Jim Thuggin hands Wade Moor his guitar as the referee begins to plead with them both to no have it in the ring but to no avail.
Zach Davis: This isn't a no DQ match! What is he thinking?!
Freddy Whoa: It doesn't really appear as if he gives any fucks.
Wade Moor props his guitar up in the corner leaning against the turnbuckles and then begins to pick Eric Price up. As he’s picking Eric Price up the referee rushes to the guitar to get it out of the ring and Eric Price delivers a low blow.
Zach Davis: Ooooooooh!! What a cheap shot by Price with the low blow! You don’t do that to another man!
Freddy Whoa: Yeah because trying to use a guitar isn’t a cheap shot right?! Where is your common sense tonight Zachary?
Zach Davis: First Beyonce now Zachary? You really are feeling some kind of way tonight aren’t you?
Freddy Whoa: You act like we are all watching a different match or something. Get it together.
After the low blow Wade Moor falls to his knees, Price gathers himself and hits him with a mafia kick straight to the face and Wade Moor falls straight on his back into the corner where his guitar was sitting shortly before. Eric Price goes for the pin.
Wade Moor casually puts his foot on the bottom rope.
Zach Davis: TWO count! Great awareness by Wade Moor of his location in the ring!
Freddy Whoa: There you go with more of that obvious shit.
Eric Price gets up grabs ahold of the rope on each side of the turnbuckle and begins a multi stomp combo to Wade Moor. After 10 stomps the referee pushes Eric Price back to Eric Price’s displeasuer. He begins arguing with the referee over what appears to be about the previous pin attempt then turns his attention back to Wade Moor who has pulled himself back up in the corner using the ropes and is seated on the 2nd turnbuclke. Eric Price begins to charge at him to attempt a stinger splash but Wade Moor rolls out of the ring and Eric Price catches himself. Wade Moor is standing right in front of the fan he had the exchange with and snatches the sign out of his hand and rips it to pieces and spits on it after tossing it on the ground before entering back into the ring. As he enters back into the ring he runs straight for Eric Price and attempts a vicious clothsline. Price ducks under and comes back at him with a Springboard Clothisline off the 2nd rope but Wade catches him mid flight right into a scoop slam!
Zach Davis: What a catch and reversal by Wade Moor! Incredible!
Freddy Whoa: Yeah that was pretty decent.
Wade Moor has Eric Price laid in the middle of the ring, he walks over to him and begins to pick him up. After he gets him onto his feet he delivers a very watery uppercut that sends Eric Price back into the corner. Wade Moor then begins to taunt the crowd again as the begin to boo louder and louder. After taunting the entire crowd he brings his attention back to the fan he’s been heckling all night and begins to singly taunt him. You can hear Wade telling him “The Price is wrong bitch! The Price is wrooooooong!” The fan is seen flipping Wade Moor off in return.
Zach Davis: If I didn’t know any better I’d think this match was against that fan and Wade Moor. He’s sure been offering him a lot of attention tonight.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah that guys going to be popular at the office tomorrow!
Wade Moor turns his attention back to Eric Price and starts taunting from the opposite corner.
Zach Davis: I think its Cannonball time!!
Wade Moor begins charging towards Eric Price from the opposite corner to deliver a cannonball! At the last moment Eric Price dodges out of the way! Wade Moor’s head hits off the top turnbuckle as he bounces right off of the corner and falls back into the middle of the ring. Eric Price wastes no time and climbs up to the top rope Wade just hit and delivers a frog splash!
Freddy Whoa: That escalated quickly!
Zach Davis: Yeah what a turn of events! Wade gave Eric Price too much time to recover as he was toying with that fan! Great frog splash!
Eric Price goes for the pin
Wade Moor kicks out
Zach Davis: Ohhhhh!! I thought that was it! How Wade Moor just how?!
Eric Price wastes no time and runs and bounces off the ropes to deliver a leg drop right across the throat of Wade Moor who was still laying in the center of the ring after barely kicking out on the two count. Eric Price gets up and starts doing the “Make it rain” gesture with his hands as the crowd begins to cheer loudly. Eric Price begins to pick up Wade Moor from the canvas.
Zach Davis: This could be it!
Freddy Whoa: Its time for him to get his Ca$h Flow on!
Eric Price picks Wade Moor up onto his shoulders and delivers a Ca$h Flow right in the center of the ring!
Zach Davis: What strength by Eric Price to pick someone the size of Wade Moor up like that!
Eric Price goes for the pin right after Ca$h Flow.
Ref.: THREE!! *Signals for the bell*
Zach Davis: That’s it folks! That’s it!! Eric Price pulls it off! What a big win for him! What a match! What a night!! Man o man that was fun!
Freddy Whoa: Yeah that was pretty impressive!!
Price gets his arm raised as Moor starts getting to his feet.
Zach Davis: Eric Price is victorious in his singles return here to the WCF!
Freddy Whoa: And in a short while he could jump to the front of the line if he wins Final Destination!
Wade Moor grabs Crazy J's Hardcore title that he stole earlier in the night as he stands in the ring as the lights slowly dim and eventually go out. The big WCF screen above the ramp lights up and we see three men are wearing black ZT Hoodies and black ski masks. They each have a Trio Title slung over their shoulder as they stand together. Moor scanned the ring and crowd quickly before turning his attention back to the screen. As the video plays the man on the left steps forward and rips off the ski mask:
Salem Shepard: SURPRISE!!!!! ITS ME!!!! ....Im glad to take that ski mask off cause I didn't brush my teeth yesterday, and I forgot today as well, ..So my breath is kinda stanky. Anyway, ...look what we got here. Yall see that sexy face lookin back at me when I look into my Trio Title....Yeah, that’s the face of a CHAMPION!!!!! Now, some of yall wanna walk around here and try to steal peoples Titles from them ...We won’t mention Dory by name. Or, Moor, whatever yall call him...Anyway!!!! Fuck he think he doin tryna stealin my boys Title!? He should probably try to earn it instead of just taking it, which may be a new concept to these losers. I know these boys are probably used to having shit just being handed over to them - or people just bowing down before them....but it don’t work that way when ZT is around!! I stand here with my Trio Title and I wonder, "What dickhead Pantheon member thinks they have a chance at One to win this fucker!?" We all know they coming...We don’t know which ones yet - but they gonna try. I know people have asked, "Who’s gonna be the third Trio Champion, Shep?" And I tell them we can’t get that kind of info out, ...yet. We all know it won’t be Archer though!! Archer, ya know, he just didn’t understand what we were all about. Yeah, the guy has some talent, but he wasn’t good enough for Zero Tolerance. ...So he has to be replaced. ...Replaced by someone whos ten times the wrestler that Archer will ever be.....Right?
Shep finishes talking and the man on the far right steps forward he removes his hood. Some fans cheered, but more ‘booed’ as the ski mask was ripped off and it was Jason Cash.
Jason Cash: I aint sure whatcha mean by ten times. Yall know my ass dont do math good. What I can say I this mess. Damn Archer. Damn all that shit. This here sumbitch we got Ta replace that piss poor asshole could bend Archer over, an make 'im wear his ass like a sumbitchin hat. Hell..If we had At on this sumbitch, I'd leave his ass in there Ta get it fed to 'im. But it aint him. Yall better damn it be payin attention.
Cash finished talking in the video and moments later the man in the center steps up, but pauses.
…Back at ringside, a man slides out from under the ring. The figure has the Trio title in his hand. Wade Moor, with his attention on the video, heard something and turned around just in time to be hit in the back of the head and rolls out of the ring. The man in the mask picks up the Hardcore title, removes the hood and holds up his two titles. Its Crazy J! Blinding explosions of white light shot from all four ring posts, startling the crowd and Crazy J was gone. Moor looked around as did fans around the ring but Crazy J was nowhere to be seen.
The video started to play again:
Crazy J: Well by now i already took back my Hardcore title and returned the favor from one Moor… but now you see that your boy Crazy J is the trio champ with the best two wrestlers in the world: Schizo Shep and Jason Cash… Zero Tolerance is a force and come one… we are going to stand up and show you boys what it’s like to go three on three with ZT. Even if I have to wrestle two matches I will fight to keep all this gold with ZT.
Jason Cash: My ass'ed drank Ta that if I had myself a drank. Pantheon. Yall sum shit been damn it gettin over on the weak sumbitches like Dion Nuke rat or Midget man Kaine. Yall boutta step into this sumbitch with the hardest sumbitches walkin Gods green Earth an I still ain't too sure yall ready. Yall might thank yall I...but yall ain't an come One? Y'all's asses gettin kicked. Thangs bout Ta get mighty physical round here.
Salem Shepard: Is it any surprise that Crazy J is going to be defending the third Trio belt? Hell naw, cause it’s clear that we can’t depend on anyone else to get the job done….We said it, we don’t work with WCF wrestlers anymore, and we know Crazy J can defend both those titles in one night and still walk out a double Champion. The WCF wont be able to challenge Pantheon when they demand a shot at every title come One. And we don’t give a shit if the WCF crew loses all the Titles to them ….because the WCF isn’t OUR problem. While all yall bitches run and hide from Pantheon, …were gonna show yall what real fuckin Champions look like when One gets here.
The video stops as Moor had already started to make his way up the ramp with anger on his face. Slam fades to black.