the American Bank Center in Corpus Christi, Texas
The camera pans across the crowd as we open up on this fresh new edition of Wrestling Championship Federation's Slam, we are immediately greeted by the opening riff of Mile Zero by Periphery.
Zach Davis: We kick things off in style!
Emerging from the curtain to already loud boos from the Texas crowd is turned up to eleven when Joey Flash exits wearing a 'JUSTICE FOR CASTRO' T-Shirt and waving a Cuban flag. He strolls to the ring with tears in his eyes as the crowd continues to hound the legendary wrestler before he tentatively steps into the ring and collects a microphone from Kyle Steel.
Joey Flash: Thank you ladies and gentlemen.
Joey Flash: Shut the fuck up! Today we are commemorating the loss of a great man. Someone who brought promise, hope and freedom. My hero and yours: Fidel Alejandro Castro. I would like you all to stand and lower your heads in honour as we ring a ten bell salute.
Zach Davis: Adam Young was one thing...but Castro?
Freddy Whoa: I think I question the Adam Young memorial more.
Joey Flash: TOLL THE FUCKING BELL.
Joey holds a hand up and speaks again.
Joey Flash: Show some fucking respect.
Joey Flash: You redneck fucks, I swear to fucking god. What I'm going to do at One is for every bigoted, ignorant thing you fuckers have ever done - and no, I'm not counting the reach around you gave your horse this morning. I come out here to memorialise one of the giants of humanity and all you can do is boo? I bet you were the same bastards buying the Thomas Bates album after his gayass singing the other week. Fuck sake. I feel like punching myself in the nuts for just standing here and performing for you people, you don't know class, you don't know decency and you apparently from the smell in this place have no idea of person hygiene either. Suck a dick. ¡Viva la Revolución!
Flash plants the Cuban flag into the turnbuckle and raises the microphone once more.
Joey Flash: The revolution started at War Thomas, and it's going to end with your head on a pike and the real monarch displaying the usurpers innards to all the subjects who ever dared cross him. Make a move, fat boy.
Flash drops the microphone as we...
El Hijo Del Price vs Biohazard
"Toxic City" by System Of A Down hits the PA system as Biohazard walks out from the back. He walks down the ramp, stopping halfway to spit up some ooze onto a member of the crowd.
Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL. Making his way to the ring, from Toxic Dump, New Jersey, weighing in at 300 pounds...BIOHAZARD!
Biohazard rolls in under the bottom rope as his music fades out. He walks over to his corner and spits up some more ooze as he waits.
Zach Davis: A mainstay here in WCF, Biohazard truly is the definition of a loveable loser.
Freddy Whoa: Loveable? Well I suppose if a mother can find a way to love her ginger child, then anything is possible.
El Hijo Del Price makes his way out from the back to no music as the crowd seems confused as to what they're supposed to think.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent...EL HIJO DEL PRICE!
Zach Davis: Well 'El Hijo Del Price' as he's told us to refer to him as, is making his debut in WCF tonight. We saw him backstage last week 'looking for his father'.
Freddy Whoa: Why are you doing air quotes? Do you think those are still a thing? Because they aren't.
Zach Davis: And neither is this whole 'I'm searching for my missing father' story! Come on, don't tell me you're buying into this nonsense.
Freddy Whoa: Well I tend to see things through before I judge them. Call me old fashioned if you like.
El Hijo Del Price gets halfway down the ramp when he suddenly stops and turns toward the crowd. Without warning he hops the barricade and starts charging through the fans.
Zach Davis: What he hell is he doing?
El Hijo Del Price now grabbing hold of a random fan and he begins shaking him.
El Hijo del Price: YOU KNOW WHERE MY PAPA IS! TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW! DONDE ESTA MY PAPA?
Freddy Whoa: Well it would appear as though he thinks that fan has information about-
Zach Davis: Damn it, Freddy, stop. Just stop.
The fan pulls away from El Hijo Del Price and runs away. He starts to chase the fan but stops when he sees a beer vendor in the upper section of the arena. Back in the ring, Biohazard is still waiting for him to come to the ring. The referee confers with him and Biohazard doesn't appear happy with what he's hearing. The referee then turns to Kyle Steel and whispers something to him as well.
Kyle Steel: I've just received word that our originally scheduled match has been changed by Seth Lerch. Introducing the new opponent...
"Taco Flavor Kisses" by Jenifer Lopez hits the PA system as El Taco Del Genial dances out from the back. The man in the large taco suit saunters down the ramp, shaking his hard shell full of meat to the delight of the fans along the way. He finally makes his way up the ring steps and into the ring. The referee calls for the bell.
[DING! DING! DING!]
El Taco Del Genial dances out to the center of the ring, looking to have a good time with Biohazard. Biohazard responds by running out and hitting the taco man in the face with a big boot. El Taco Del Genial hits the mat and Biohazard covers him for the pin.
Zach Davis: And Biohazard gets the win!
The referee raises Biohazard's arm in victory as we see El Hijo Del Price in the background questioning the beer vendor.
Freddy Whoa: And it would appear as though El Hijo Del Price finally found someone equally concerned about his father's disappearance!
Zach Davis: How I hate you sometimes, Freddy.
Slam goes to commercial.
David Sanchez Segment
The audience falls into a deathly hush, their heads momentarily given a break from the chaotic roaring and cheering of their fellow man as suddenly a man walks onto the stage, carrying with him a clipboard and a bemused expression. After pacing from side to side on the stage a few times, his South American skin perspiring slightly under the spotlights as he lifts a microphone to his lips and begins to speak, it is with the voice of David Sanchez that he does so.
David Sanchez: Four-Hundred and forty days. Four, four, zero. The number of days since I was last pinned here, it just keeps climbing higher as the weeks go on. Right now, I am the single most dominant man on this entire roster; just look at the statistics. Seth! You've been dodging my ass for weeks now and giving my legal team the slip at every chance you get.
The crowd feigns surprise, it was no secret that Seth played fast and loose with authority.
David Sanchez: So, I tried to get your attention another way, I went after the golden goose; Eric fucking Price. That washed-up, useless schmuck you laid the red carpet out for, the same guy that's giving us all fuckin' Logan flashbacks. The same guy that appeared in the magic pumpkin with Sarah Twilight to save team WCF at the grand ball. That fuckin' guy you want back on top.
The crowd is split on the thought of Eric Price winning the Final Destination match, but most boo, their wounds still too fresh after the Logan incident.
David Sanchez: I know you're here tonight Seth, so I think it's time we speak face to face, fuck the lawyers. I want you to come out here and tell all of these adoring ants that you've finally come to your senses and decided to officially announce my participation in the Final Destination match. Go ahead boss, the floor is yours.
Before the crowd can react or build any suspense towards the varied potential outcomes of this situation, Master of Puppets hits and Seth steps out onto the stage, looking at Sanchez up and down, as though he does not quite recognise this man.
Zach Davis: Finally Seth's out here to do the right thing and announce that Sanchez will indeed be involved in Final Destination.
Seth stops in front of David Sanchez and lifts the microphone to his lips.
Seth Lerch: It's David right? Santiago... or something. Look, I've been getting all the e-mails and watching you come out here week after week, campaigning to make yourself a part of the Final Destination match at One.
The crowd pops at the thought of Seth doing the right thing in acknowledging David's talent and making him a part of the match.
Seth Lerch: So I gave it some serious thought, and I've decided that tonight, right here in Texas, I'm going to announce the next competitor in the match which historically has changed the landscape of the WCF as a whole. Ladies and gentlemen, the second participant in Final Destination....
Crowd: Nanakia! Nanakia! Nanakia!
The crrwd begins to cheer for David, however this proves to be an exercise in futility as another's name escapes Seth's lips.
Seth Lerch: He is... the winner of this year's Ultimate Showdown and a former world champion... Gemini Battle!
Falling Higher by Helloween plays as Gemini Battle steps through the curtain to a massive pop from the crowd as he stands proudly next to Seth Lerch with a smile on his face.
Gemini Battle: SANCHEZ! Next week, you, me and Billy will step into the ring and fight for that US Title! And the Livewire is coming for ya!
Seth whispers to Gemini.
Seth Lerch: No… it’s the Final Destination match.
Gemini Battle: Oh, I’m gonna beat you and Billy in a Final Destination Match for the US Title and I will become the HASHTAG!
Crowd: GREATEST US CHAMP EVER!
Gemini Battle: Damn Straight!
Seth Lerch: We’re gonna work on that, but as you can see, I’ve got my spots filled and as far as the last spot Sanchez… I fear that it doesn’t have your name on it either.
David Sanchez: This is Bullshit, Seth. You are rewarding a man that is a consummate loser, a man that can’t win a big match if his life depended on it. Yet I win EVERY Match… no matter how big or how small…Four Hundred and Fucking Forty Days, Seth. BOOK THE MATCH!
Gemini Battle: Can’t win a big match? Last week I pinned Wade Moor while he, Steve Orbit and I fought to become #1 Contender for Joey Flash’s World Title, and at…
Seth Lerch: What the fuck, man? No, that was last year! What is going on with you?
David Sanchez: THAT’S who you want to fight for the Final Destination Briefcase? Seth… you know you’re fucking up.
Seth Lerch: Maybe…
David Sanchez: Well let me put this out there…you’re such a fighting champion, Gemini… How about you put your shot on the line against me?
Gemini Battle: Hi, welcome to the fed. You are?
Seth Lerch: I see where this is going. OK… next week at Slam David Sanchez vs Gemini Battle for a spot in the Final Destination Match.
Gemini Battle: IN THE MAIN EVENT!
Seth Lerch: No… in a middle of the card match.
David Sanchez: I hate to agree with the clown, but Sanchez vs Gemini is a main event match… hell, any match with me in it is Main Event.
Seth Lerch: Just enjoy the match next week!
Zach Davis: Well there you have it, 2 former US Champions will be fighting for a shot at Final Destination next week at Slam.
Freddy Whoa: Gemini doesn’t even know what’s going on.
Zach Davis: But Sanchez is, and something tells me that he’s the favorite going into that match.
Tek vs Anon Y. Mous
The crowds turns to the ramp as "Anonymous" by Gemini Syndrome's hits. They watch this hooded, masked figure walk down the ramp and into the ring. He whiffs everyone holding out for a quick fiver. Anon heads to the ring, oblivious to all those screeching fans.
Freddy Whoa: He’s back, he’s the man behind the mask—
Zach: The competitor known only as Anon Y. Mous.
Freddy Whoa: Wonder who’s underneath?
Zach Davis: Another promising talent looking to prove himself in the squared circle.
Freddy Whoa: Nothing’s breaking his focus.
Lights go off in the arena, than "one step closer" plays. As the lights come back on, Tek appears at the top of the stage. He looks while soaking in their mixed reaction. He walks down to the ring and then slides under the ropes to mild applause.
Zach Davis: Here comes the mystery man!
Freddy Whoa: Tek just ducked that speeding clotheline—swinging neck breaker!
Both men roll over, Anon somewhat slower, before regaining themselves. Tek eyes the newcomer with a Singletary stare-down. Anon keeps to a low, orthodox stance.
Zach Davis: Either one could gain advantage with a big move here.
Freddy Whoa: You said it. They’re both cobra quick.
The masked man charges again. He rolls out of a hiptoss counter, rebounding off the ropes for a leaping crossbody. Tek rolls with his momentum. They pile into a series of roll-up pins.
Freddy Whoa: That mask guy has the cover!
Zach Davis: Tek kicked him off like morning covers.
Freddy Whoa: Spend all night on that one, Zach? Oh man, Tek looks mad.
Zach Davis: Seems speed is on his opponent’s side though.
After chasing this lighter, more agile fighter around the ring, Tek seeks an answer from the crowd. They yell for Anon to attack. Their cheers freeze him for a moment. Tek takes advantage, grabbing ahold of the masked one’s hood. A few good strikes stagger Anon into the corner. When he tries to squirm out, a knee pins him in place.
Freddy Whoa: Watch out for that boot!
Zach Davis: Owch! They heard that enzugiri up in the cheap seats.
Anon looks dazed. Tek signals to the crowd for another big hit. In motion, his opponent lifts both knees up. That momentary rebuff lets Anon leap onto the turnbuckle. Tek looks just up at this soaring streak of white and black. He tries to block, but both topple over from a fierce missile dropkick. Three-part cheers divide their audience.
Zach Davis: Here comes a ten count.
Freddy Whoa: No, Anon-eee-mous is looking for the pin!
Zach Davis: But the veteran just kicked him back.
Anon slides under Tek, grappling around the back for what looks like a back suplex. An elbow loosens the masked one’s grip, but he completes the initial lift. Their dark hero stymies the hold with a second, ever more vicious elbow. Tek—with his feet still kicking off the ground—slips over top the hold and locks his legs. Torsion flings Anon our of a tornadic hurricanrana, while Tek lands on his feet lucha style.
Freddy Whoa: Olé!
Zach Davis: Partner, I think he’s got this one under control.
Anon clambers to his feet. Using head-on speed, Tek throws himself and his masked opponent into a standing moonsault. Both men have plenty of bounce—all while the dark hero manipulates their surging momentum. Tek has weaponized their gravity, landing Anon with an airborne side slam. Both land with apocalyptic force. Moser checks on each of those limp men.
Freddy Whoa: That’s it—the Dark Night!
Zach Davis: Talk about desperation. Can Tek can still get the cover after that one?
Freddy Whoa: He’s got the leg!
Anon powers out with a heavenward swipe. Tek rolls over, looking exasperated. Fans, although still split between both competitors, grow louder. Now firmly in control of the match, Tek looks for some way to punctuate this match. Anon claws up to his knees, but seems unaware that he’s climbing from the base of Mt. Tek.
Zach Davis: Poor choice, now our masked friend is going for a ride.
Freddy Whoa: Tek likes that crucifix powerbomb—what’s he doing!?
Anon, with his last ounce of strength, scurries out of the crucifix. Tek fights to keep his hold on the lighter man. He tries one more to finish the crucifix bomb. That trickster swaps their momentum, reversing the move into an over the shoulder cutter. Once again, both men are motionless. Moser contemplates another ten count.
Zach Davis: This crowd is behind both men. Whoever steps up here will win their hearts.
Freddy Whoa: Tek using the ropes, he’s seen a few of these scrambles.
Zach Davis: How did he get up so fast? Anon is looking pumped.
Tek braces for an oncoming super kick; inverting the kick, he tries for a whipping wheel kick. Anon rolls out of the way. Bouncing off the ropes, he nails Tek in kick with a super kick. His opponent stumbles back but has the wherewithal to stand. A second blazing kick whips Tek’s head back, but still doesn’t fall him. Anon Y. Mous charges the crowd for a final kick.
Zach Davis: One more?! Just pin him already.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! That sent Tek into a spiral!
Zach Davis: Oh, the humanity! And the mystery man hooks the leg.
Zach Davis: Anon Y. Mous wins it in stunning fashion. Stay where you are folks.
Freddy Whoa: How can you turn away after a show like that?
Zach Davis: WCF has more instore, so stayed tuned!
El Hijo Del Price Segment
Slam comes back from commercial with a shot of El Hijo Del Price wandering the backstage halls, still in search of his papa after abandoning his match earlier. He rounds a corner and comes face to face with Seth Lerch.
Seth Lerch: What the hell was that crap you pulled, Price? You wandered into the crowd mid-entrance and forced me to find a new opponent for Biohazard! I had to go with the first idiot I saw!
El Hijo del Price: Don't talk down about my Taco homie, ese. Me and that dude go way back.
Seth Lerch: Cut the bull, Price. I told you last week I don't care what you're trying to pull, you're under contract and if you ever pull a stunt like that again I'll fire you.
El Hijo del Price: But that beer vendor said he saw my papa right before he disappeared!
Seth Lerch: Of course he would have seen- DAMN IT! I'm not buying into this crap! I'm booking you again next week on Slam and I'll make you pay!
Seth storms off in a huff, muttering about needing a drink.
El Hijo del Price: I'll never stop looking for my papa! And you can't stop me, homes!
Slam goes to commercial as El Hijo Del Price walks away.
Biff Mustache vs Jesse McCoy vs Jay West
Zack Davis:Welcome back, our next match is almost a rematch from last weeks saloon match.
Freddy Whoa: Yea, Except its only three of the four and this week they will face off inside the squared, circle.
Kyle Steel: The next match is a triple threat match and is scheduled for one fall to a finish. Introducing first, Being acompinied by Bobby 'Bo' Creed, Jesse 'Devil-Anse' McCoy!
"Thunder Kiss '65" by White Zombie as teh pair make their way to the ring.
Kyle Steel: Introducing his opponents, first from Mustache Manor, Biff Mustache !
Biff Mustache enters the arena to "Trampled Underfoot" by Led Zepplin, strutting and dancing down to the ring.
Kyle Steel: And last from Macon, GA , Jayyyyyyyyyyy West!
T.I.'s the king plays as the lights flashing gold before the lights go out, then Jay walks out and turns his jacket on, then the lights turn on with the gold tint and Jay walks down the ramp stopping halfway putting his hands up while sparks fall on the entrance way continues to the ring and gets and down the AJ Styles taunt from TNA.
Zach Davis: And this triple threat is under way, The three partipants are circling.
Freddy Whoa: And circling what is this ring around the rosie?
Just as he says that Jesse starts way laying both his opponents with stiff shots, after sevral blows the two fight back and land a double suplex on the wild man. McCoy rolls out of the ring as West begins to pummel Biff.
Zach Davis: Vicious right hands by Jay West To Biff, moments after a team up between the two.
Freddy Whoa: Well it is a three way, and you know what they say, there is alway some leeway in a three way!
Zach Davis: Oh my god! Lets get back to the match, West throws Biff into the ropes, OH! crossbody!
West then climbs to the top turnbuckle and lands a 450 splash on Biff. Biff rolls out as Jesse slides into the ring. Jesse and Jay exchange a few blows before Jesse gets the upper hand.
Zach: What a T-bone Suplex by Jesse the Devil-Anse!
Freddy Whoa: I could really go for a T-bone right now, any way McCoy picks up West, and looks like he is going to, OH multiple belly to belly suplexs.
Zach Davis:McCoy is a suplex machine tonight, He follows the belly to bellys with a bridging german suplex.
Biff breaks it up in time. Biff unloads four more furious stomps before posing for a blonde in the second row. Jesse rolls him up,
tw...nope Biff kicks out, and both men climb to their feet. Jesse goes for a clothesline, Biff ducks it and Jesse bounces of the ropes, and is laid out with a bicycle kick from the ladies man. Meanwhile Jay West had rolled to the apron side, and was waiting for the kick, as soon as Jesse's body hits the mat, West leaps and nails Biff with a flying forearm.
Zach Davis:What athletisim by Jay West!
Freddy Whoa: He isnt done yet, West rolled through the forearm and leapt up to the middle turnbuckle! OH mid rope moonsault on the host of Mustache Manor!
Broken by Jesse. Jesse picks West up and whips him into ropes. West rebounds and attemps a spear, but McCoy leaps over the attack just barly. West rolls through and hits oppisite ropes and is intercepted by a sleeper hold by McCoy.
Zach Davis: This could be it, Jay West is fading!
Jonhnny: NO! Look Biff is up and hits the ropes! OH Crossbody taking out all three men!
Zach Davis: That could have broken Jay's neck Johnny!
All three men are struggling to get to their feet.
West crawls up one side as Jesse pulls up on the opposing ropes.
Johnny:West is charging the Devil-Anse!
Zach Davis: Spear!!! West speared Jesse McCoy through the ropes, oh my god!!!
Biff stands up realizing he is the only man in the ring. He looks at the two on the out side and he bounces off the ropes.
Zach Davis: Topé suicida! And all three men are down again, this time on the outside.
Freddy Whoa: Well looks like Biff is making it up first, and he goes for....a kiss?
Biff Mustache is kissing the blonde in the crowd. What a guy.
Zach Davis: Yes but looka like he is gunna pay for it yet again as McCoy is up once more, OH Belly to back suplex into the ring apron, I think Biff is out for good now Johnny.
McCoy rolls Biff into the ring and slides in himself but before he can capitolize on it West slides in as well. McCoy goes for a lariat, but WEst ducks under, and rebounds off the ropes....Superman Punch! Down goes Jesse.
Freddy Whoa: West keeps his momentum, and is climbing the turnbuckle yet again.
Zach Davis: And look Both Biff and Jesse are in postion for...Terminal Velocity!
He nails the corkscrew leg drop on not one but both his opponents!
West pins Biff.
West goes for the pin on Jesse.
Zach:He did it!
Freddy Whoa: BO Creed tried to pull him out of the ring at the last second but it was too late!
Jay West celebrates his big win as we go to commercial!
Oath Breaker/Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso vs Kidd Krazzy/Jason O'Neal
Zach Davis: Folks, what a Slam we've had so far!
Freddy Whoa: Yep, and it's about to get better!
Zach Davis: Oath Breaker and Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso will team up against the Alpha Champion and the #1 Contender!
Freddy Whoa: It's gonna be an interesting one.
Kyle Steel: Introducing first, weighing in at 277 pounds, Oath Breaker!
"Day Tripper" by Type O Negative plays as Oath Breaker slowly walks down to the ring, head swaying in time to the music. He teps up to the mat from the floor, leans back against the top rope and backward-salts into the ring over the rope. He centers himself in the ring and raises one hand high in the air.
Kyle Steel: And his tag team partner, standing at 6 foot tall, from Parts Unknown, El Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso!
Silencioso comes down to a cacophony various of fire alarms doing somersaults and flippy moves showing off. He occasionally stops and shows off his fire skills by shooting a stream of fire through the air.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, weighing in at 220 pounds, from New Orleans, your Alpha Champion, "The Real Deal" Jason O'Neal
#1 by Nelly hits and Jason O'Neal walks arrogantly walks to the ring.
Pokemon theme plays. but its the spoof he made
I wanted to be the very best
Like no one ever was
To win the title was my real test
To cleanse the fed is my cause!
I will train across the land
Challenging far and wide
Each opponent to understand
The power that's inside
Titles!, gotta catch 'em all
Kyle Steel: And his tag team partner, from the Edge of Reality, Kidd Krazzy!
Kidd comes out in a different cosplay each week, this week its...
Zach Davis: A turkey!? He's in an inflatable turkey suit!
Freddy Whoa: He's taken his love of Thanksgiving to the WCF!
He high fives, hugs and greets the fans all while walking to the ring. When he reaches the apron he hopes up on it then pulls a poke ball out of his pocket and tosses it to the crowd. then jumps into the ring, and yells Gotta Win Them All as Pokemon cards rain down from the ceiling.
Silencioso and Kidd Krazzy are the legal men.
DING DING DING
Zach Davis: The match is underway.
Silencioso walks towards Krazzy when Krazzy is waddling towards Silencioso.
Freddy Whoa: Krazzy can barely walk!
Zach Davis: That inflatable turkey suit has come to a use; all of Silencioso's chops keep on rebounding of him!
Freddy Whoa: Now Krazzy gaining some offense! Punch, jab, punch
Zach Davis: TURKEY SLAP!!!
Freddy Whoa: Silencioso rebounds off the ropes, and Krazzy hits him with a dropkick.
Zach Davis: Usually Krazzy would get back up, but that turkey suit is proving that difficult.
Silencioso is down, and Krazzy is waving his arms and legs up and down, hoping that he'll get up by doing so. Fuego eventually gets up, lifts Krazzy up, irish whips him to the ropes and...
Zach Davis: Back body drop from Fuego Del Eter...
Freddy Whoa: We get the idea.
Silencioso shows off with flippy moves while Krazzy once again struggles to get up. Krazzy then comes up with a genius plan. Fuego tags Oath Breaker in, when Krazzy rolls over to the ropes and uses them to guide him up. Oath runs towards Krazzy, but he reverses it and Oath goes over the top rope.
Zach Davis: And the action is about to go outside!
Freddy Whoa: And Kidd has managed to go to the top rope...
Zach Davis: Pigs might not be able to fly, but turkeys can!
Freddy Whoa: Kidd Krazzy hits Oath Breaker with a flying headbutt
Zach Davis: I bet you Oath Breaker never once thought he'd be hit with a flying headbutt by a turkey.
Kidd Krazzy manages to stand back up again. He does some taunts, but then he says...
Kidd Krazzy: GOBBLE! GOBBLE! GOBBLE!
Freddy Whoa: Oh... my... god...
When the commentators facepalming, Krazzy and Oath Breaker end up back in the ring.
Zach Davis: Let's hope no more gobbling from Kidd Krazzy.
Freddy Whoa: Ooh; definitely no more gobbling after that overhand chop from Oath!
Kidd is once again on the ground, struggling, and Oath isn't letting Kidd get to the ropes.
Zach Davis: A smart technique from Oath Breaker
Freddy Whoa: Now Kidd Krazzy can't use the ropes to guide him up!
Zach Davis: Now Kidd's regretting bringing that turkey suit...
Oath lifts Krazzy up, and whips him into O'Neal's corner.
Freddy Whoa: Oath setting up for a dropkick at the turnbuckle...
Zach Davis: Oath hits it! Wait, Jason O'Neal tagged himself in!
Freddy Whoa: I guess he wants Kidd Krazzy to still be alive at One...
Jason O'Neal jumps into the ring and goes straight for the Lagniappe but Oath reverses it. O'Neal hops straight back up and hits a clothesline. Oath no-sells it and goes for Muay Thai side kick
Zach Drive: Talon Strike!
Freddy Whoa: O'Neal dodges it and it hits the ref! THE REF IS OUT!!!
Zach Davis: What's gonna happen now?
Oath Breaker looks at the referee in disbelief. Jason O'Neal takes advantage of this sneakily attacks Oath from behind.
Davis and Whoa: Oooh. Ouch.
Jason O'Neal consistently beats him up until Oath finally manages to tag Fuego.
Zach Davis: Silencioso goes for the springboard splash...
Freddy Whoa: Jason O'Neal reverses it into The Sensation! It's over!
At that moment, 'Vertigo' by U2 plays.
Freddy Whoa: Is that--
Zach Davis: What is Joe Smarts doing here? This isn't in the script!
Freddy Whoa: Shush; don't let the audience know there's a script...
Jason O'Neal is staring at the stage when Joe Smarts rushes out.
Zach Davis: Joe rushes past Jason O'Neal and hits a Jumping Side Kick to Kidd Krazzy! He flies off the ring.
Oath Breaker tries to stop Joe Smarts before havoc is created, only to receive a Jumping Side Kick over the top rope.
Freddy Whoa: Joe Smarts hits another Jumping Side Kick to Jason O'Neal!
O'Neal falls to the ropes and rebounds back to Joe, who performs a version of the World's Strongest Slam on O'Neal.
Zach Davis: WORLD'S SMARTEST SLAM!!!
Joe Smarts looks around trying to find a microphone, until Kyle Steel eventually gives him a mic.
Joe Smarts: Okey dokey, I just shown why I should be Alpha Champion. I just beat up frickin' Jason Statham and Turkey Boy
Zach Davis: I'm not sure if he's teasing O'Neal and Krazzy, or if he's just downright stupid.
Freddy Whoa: $10 says he's just stupid.
Joe Smarts: Everybody know that the match are Jason Statham vs. Turkey Boy, but there is one man missing.
Joe Smarts: It's MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe Smarts: Gimme a holla, holla, holla if you wants to see me in a triple threat match against Statham and Turkey Boy at One for the Alpha Championship!
Crowd: Holla, holla, holla!
Joe Smarts: The crowd will see it, I wants to wrassle in the match, so Seth; just book it.
After a moment or two, "Master of Puppets" by Metallica hits and Seth walks on stage.
Seth Lerch: Now, if you don't follow the script again, you're fired, but I'll let you off this time.
Seth Lerch: Anyways, you didn't have to destroy everyone to make an announc...
Joe Smarts: Shaddup and just say yes or no.
Seth Lerch: Just because you're getting on my nerves, I'm gonna say no.
The crowd boos wildly. Joe drops the mic, jumps out of the ring and starts chasing Seth out of pure rage.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa, look at that, Silencioso is crawling to O'Neal. Fuego pins Jason.
Zach Davis: It's over! No! The ref called a kick out!
Freddy Whoa: What?
The crowd can't believe it. Smarts (who is still looking from the stage) can't believe it. The ref can't believe it. Silencioso (who just regained consciousness) can't believe it. Even O'Neal can't believe he kicked out!
Zach Davis: Both men, slowly standing up...
Freddy Whoa: Lagniappe from O'Neal!
Zach Davis: Silencioso is finished!
Freddy Whoa: It's over! It's actually over!
Jason O'Neal stretches his arm out of the ring.
Zach Davis: I think Jason wants a microphone...
Kyle Steel hands Jason the mic.
Jason O'Neal: Here is your winner, your fucking Alpha Champion whether you like it or not, "The Real Deal" Jason O'Neal!
Freddy Whoa: Don't forget Kidd Krazzy!
Jason O'Neal: But I do have this mic for a reason. I'm gonna tell you, that I'm unhappy Seth didn't booked the triple threat match- because after that interference, I feel like beating the fucking shit out of Joe Smarts, and what better way to do it than at One?
Jason O'Neal: So, Seth, just fucking book the triple threat match or I'll make you wish you did.
Jason O'Neal gets a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Zach Davis: One just got more interesting.
Freddy Whoa: I could never agree with you more.
#1 by Nelly plays as Jason O'Neal celebrates his win with a 17 year old dressed as a turkey. Slam fades to commercial.
Eric Price vs Diaboli
"You Know My Name" by Chris Cornell. Gold lights will start flashing as the music starts and as soon as Eric Price walks out, a gold spotlight will shine 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.
No music, Diaboli is deaf, no special affects just walks out of the back to the ring with an evil grin on his face.
Zach Davis: Exhibition match! Eric Price up against the debuting Diaboli.
The two men circle each other and tie up. The veteran Eric Price gets the advantage and puts him into a headlock. Diaboli pushes Price off, who hits the ropes. Price comes back and Diaboli hits a Throat Chop.
Freddy Whoa: It must be pretty stressful to debut against a former World Champion like Eric Price.
After the throat chop Diaboli picks Eric Price up and throws him to the ropes. As he comes back, Diaboli hits a Big Boot. He goes for a Rings of Saturn but Price quickly rolls out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Well, Diaboli must not be THAT nervous, he's in control here.
Diaboli rolls out but Eric Price smacks him in the face. Diaboli won't be denied and runs at Price, but Price executes a Hip Toss onto the ring steps! Diabloli crashes into them and Price rolls him into the ring as he gets up. Price measures Diaboli as he stumbles to his feet...
Freddy Whoa: Olympic Slam!
Price quickly covers Diaboli.
No! Kickout by Diaboli.
Price lifts him up but he rakes Price's face. Eric is sent reeling and as he turns back Diaboli quickly chops him in the throat again before grabbing him by it and lifting him up and hitting a Snap Chokeslam!
Freddy Whoa: Diaboli back in control!
Diaboli drops down and pins Eric.
Kickout from Eric Price.
Zach Davis: Eric Price has the Final Destination to look forward to, and a loss here could be devastatng.
Freddy Whoa: Diaboli don't care, Zach! A win here could catapult him up the ranks!
Diaboli picks Price up but Price shoves him away and then hits a Backhand Chop. Price goes for a Vertical Suplex but Diaboli lands behind him and drops him with a Reverse DDT. He hits the ropes as Price gets to his feet and hits him with a running kick to the gut, doubling him over, before executing an Evenflow DDT!
Zach Davis: A set of DDTs for Eric Price and Diaboli may have it!
Freddy Whoa: NO! Price has his foot on the ropes!
Diaboli picks Price up and pulls him in...
Zach Davis: RIDE TO HELL!
No!, as he gets Price up Price punches him in the face and drops Diaboli with a Reversal of Fortune on the way down! Price pins him!
Freddy Whoa: Eric Price wins it!
Price stands up and gets his arm raised.
Zach Davis: Valiant effort by the debuting Diaboli, but he couldn't quite take down a man the calibur of Eric Price. Not yet!
Price points to the One logo hanging in the rafters as we go to commercial.
Hounds of Justice vs Wade Moor/Johnny Rabid/Jared Holmes
Crane shot over the American Bank arena as ten thousand screaming fans get up on their feet and scream in unison as "Fight the power" by Korn and Xzibit starts playing while the entrance is engulfed in purple lights and fog. The Jumbotron now proclaims the legend "Hounds of Justice" in bright purple. Out steps Andy O'Neal, dressed all in black, followed by Dearg Due, Skywalker and Misery, who are also decked out in all black. Andy motions for them to head towards the ring as they start walking, shaking hands with the excited crowd on the way down. Skywalker stops and hands over his purple shades, Hitman Hart like, to a giddy, excited kid. Dearg is in the ring now as Misery does a slingshot flip into the middle of the canvass while Skywalker does a twisting forward flip off the top rope back into the centre of the squared circle. They all stand together in the middle of the ring with their right fists hitting each others, creating a super triple fist bump of doom!
Zach Davis: Incredible match-up on the cards for this new team tonight! They're obviously hyped up for their debut ,and it's gonna be one hell of a test for them to overcome. Pantheon's “#beachkrew division” are out in force, and they're ready to inflict some serious damage!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! Speaking of which...
“Aquaberry Dolphin” (#beachkrew remix) hits as out struts The 6ix God, Jared Holmes, The original Broseidon, Wade Moor and The Ripper, Johnny Rabid. The crowd erupts in a chorus of boos as Rabid shakes his head and holds the other two sealyfer's back. He calls to a stage hand for assistance, the techie nervously hands him a microphone.
Johnny Rabid: SILENCE CURRS!
The Texas crowd drops massive heat as Rabid smirks.
Johnny Rabid: Why am I not surprised you backward inbred hicks have no concept of respect!? Now, listen...I look out over this minuscule arena and I wonder to myself, “How can I make this foregone conclusion of a match worth my while?” And then it hits me, “What would piss off this entire arena?” Ladies and Gentlemen of this unmitigated shithole named Corpus Christi, let me introduce to you tonight's guest commentator. The triumphant return of...”
#WAVEDIGGAH OUTTAH NOWHERE!
Digger throws aside a taco salesman disguise and cannons out of the audience! 'Digger clocks Freddy and Zach with a steel chair! Freddy is busted open as he's hit with a piledriver on the unforgiving concrete! Zach tries to mount an offensive, but Wavedigger simply ducks a wild swing and bitch slaps Zach out of his boots! The former Gravedigger rips Zach's headset away from his unconscious body and assumes command.
Gravedigger: Fuck you, Texas! I'm back!
#beachkrew golf-clap as they finally decide to enter the fray. Moser rings the bell as the match begins!
Gravedigger: This is the wavediggah, the official commentator for all #beachkrew matches from now on! Pantheon money is a glorious thing, and speaking of glorious things, we have Johnny Rabid as the legal man in this match as he lays the beat down on that Star Wars lovin' nerd, Skywalker!
Rabid with hard rights as Skywalker recoils; Irish whip into a Brosieon punch by Wade Moor! Rabid pins Skywalker!
Misery with the break up! Jared and Wade with the double team on Misery as Rabid kicks Skywalker with some vicious mudhole stomping. Rabid lifts 'walker up and goes for a Kingdom destroyer early! Dearg meanwhile hits a springboard clothesline on Johnny and tags himself in, he goes for a suplex on Rabid! Dearg connects as Johnny rolls out of the ring and tags in Jared! Jared ducks a spinning heel kick, hits a sliced bread on Dearg! Goes for a cover...
Gravedigger: Pin this bitch, Six God!
Skywalker with the break up! Stands as--
Rabid hits a phoenix splash that sends both of them out of the ring! A concerned Andy O'Neal goes to check on Skywalker as Gravedigger gets up from his announcing chair and throws Andy into the ring! Jared sees the opportunity and shoves Andy into the ref as he's checking on Dearg! Wade points at Andy and screams blue murder as Moser turns around and...
DING DING! Hounds of Justice are disqualified. The winners of this match...#beachkrew!
Misery and Dearg join an irate Skywalker in the ring but Moser isn't listening. They've been screwed out of the match! Andy O'Neil calms his boys down. This isn't over.
Digger is back in his announcing chair.
Gravedigger: Hahahahahahha! You fucking idiots don't deserve a proper match from #beachkrew! You all got exactly what you deserve!
Digger joins the rest of #beachkrew in an embrace. High fives all around as Rabid is back on the mic.
Johnny Rabid: Well, this went down exactly as everyone predicted. But now we have the swerve. See, this time last year I was sitting behind a desk in Reading, Pennsylvania; running the whole damn show. That's when I took advantage of my empowered position, and renegotiated my own contract! I adding a specific stipulation to the mix, one that's locked and airtight. Then, when I returned two months ago, I put in the hours that I needed, enough to activate a little punchline I like to call, a WORLD TITLE MATCH!
The arena is in shock, Wade and Jared are just as dumbfounded.
Johnny Rabid: Next week on Slam! Johnny Rabid verses Thomas Uriel Bates for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE! Once, I promised. And now? I deliver. Good. Day.
Rabid drops the mic as “Death Breath-Toxic Avenger's remix” hits as Rabid struts out of the ring and heads up the ramp into the back. Meanwhile, Zach and a bandaged Freddy return to their seats as Gravedigger scurries away.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa....
Zach Davis: The last Slam before One.... and Johnny Rabid is getting a World Title shot against Thomas Uriel Bates!?
We go to commercial.
Kevin Bishop/Damian Kaine/Psychopomp/Lester Parish vs Rise/Johnny Blaze/David Sanchez/Zombie McMorris
Zack Davis: OH the WCF fans are in for a treat up next, it’s the Brotherhood vs two parts Pantheon two parts new comers, in the team of Rise,Johnny Blaze,David Sanchez and Zombie McMorris.
Freddy Whoa: Yea All but two of the Brotherhood is showcased here, with FPV defending his title later In a triple threat match, and Dion is away on a soul searching mission.
Zach Davis: Lets not forget, this is one of Lesters last few matches, as he is retiring after One.
As the announcers talk Avenge Sevenfold’s A Symphonic Tribute plays and Kevin Bishop, Lester Parish, Psychopomp, and Damian Kaine walk down to the ring getting mixed reactions from the Texan crowd.
Kyle Steel: Introducing their opponents, first Two members of the Pantheon, David Sanchez and Zombie McMorris!
The Mysterious Pantheon Theme starts playing. As the two walk to the ring but don’t enter it.
Kyle: And their partners, introducing first, Night Rider, Johnny Blaze!
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, as he joins his teammates.
Kyle: And their partner RISE!!!!!!!
"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. He scans the crowd for a moment then makes his way down the ramp high fiving a few fans along the way. He circles the ring before all members of his team slide in all four sides of the ring. The eight men brawl, in the crowded ring as the fans go crazy.
Zach Davis: Looks like Pomp is pummling Rise, as McMorris and Lester are exchanging blows!
Freddy Whoa: Ouch and Bishop is putting a hurt on newcomer Blaze or Night Rider or whatever the kid goes by these days. David Sanchez with a power bomb to Kaine over the top rope.
Rise and Psychopomp go spilling over the top rope as well, mean while Bishop and Sanchez close line Lester and McMorris over opposite sides then turn to face each other.
Zach Davis: Can you hear that? The crowd is ecstatic at this face off!
Johhny Whoa: Ya and all they are doing is staring at each other wait till they get down to exchanging….oh they are off!
Bishop with a right…Sanchez returns it with one of his own. Bishop right…Sanchez right…Bishop…Sanchez… The two lock up in a clinch and David smiles as he feels at home.
Zach Davis: Wicked grin across David The Mayor Sanchez, as he has Bishop in the Muay Tai Clinch and nailing him with some nasty knees to the dome!
Freddy Whoa: OH But Bishop caught the third knee strike, and wow what strength as the Brotherhood leader does a modified fishermans suplex to the Mayor!
Sanchez flys to his corner where he reaches up to tag Rise, Bishop tags in Pomp.
Pomp kicks Rise in the gut then steps up his knee for an enzuguri, but its well scouted as Rise spins the man around then nails a cutter.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa what action!
Zach Davis: You said it Johnny, now Rise picks up Pomp and goes for a DDT, which Pomp reverses into a jaw breaker sending Rise back into the corner. Zombie tags himself in, Rises face shows irritating.
Zach Davis: The newcomers and Pantheon arnt as well oiled machine as the Brotherhood is, but will that cost them?
Freddy Whoa: Well right now Pomp is feeling the bad end of Zombie’s boot as he comes back from that irish whip!
McMorris goes into a methotic stomping, just laying into Psychopomp, until Bishop climbs in and body slams the man.
Zach Davis: Brotherhood leader has his brothers back, as he lays out McMorris and drags Pomp to the corner.
Freddy Whoa: Tag! In comes Lester!
Lester hits Zombie with a throat chop as the man stands, follows it up with an eye poke then a low blow kick
Freddy Whoa: Ouch! Lester is pulling out all the stops!
Zach Davis: Well he is wanting to go out with a bang Johnny!
Lester with a chop, another and yet an….no McMorris kicks the masked man in the gut, WHAM! DDT.
Zach Davis: McMorris has the separation he needs, could we see a tag?
Freddy Whoa: Kaine and Blaze Ryder have yet to legally be in this thing.
Zombie eyes Blaze for a bit, then decides to go back to work on Lester with some stomps. He goes for a double standing stomp, but Lester rolls out of the way. Lester headbutts McMorris in the gut then rises to his feet.
Zack Davis: looks like McMorris decided its time to let Blaze in after all!
Freddy Whoa: All the good it did him! The young man with a new additude rushed the retiring Brotherhood legend, only to be hit with Syncope!
Zach Davis: Not a way to finally enter the match Johnny and Lester tags in Damien Kaine.
Freddy Whoa: Kaine to the top rope, 450 splash! Man Blaze is taking a beating Zack.
Kaine goes for a pin.
2 and ¾
Zach Davis: how in the ?! Blaze kicks out!
Freddy Whoa: Kids got guts, Lets see as Damien shows us them spilled all over the ring.
DK picks up Blaze but Blazes fires back with a series of punches and then lands Ghostly Ride.
Broken up by Bishop, as all hell breaks loose and everyone enters the ring yet again.
Freddy Whoa: They are brawling all over the place inside the ring, out side the ring, this is and all out war Zack!
Amidst all the chaos GEMINI BATTLE is out!
Zach Davis: What is HE doing here!?
He's distracting Sanchez, that's what! Kevin Bishop is able to Springboard and take down David Sanchez as he turns!
Zach Davis: BLACK DEATH!
Kevin Bishop pins him!
The crowd pops.
Freddy Whoa: HE GOT HIM!
Zach Davis: The Brotherhood wins!
Bishop rolls out of the ring as the rest of the Brotherhood join him.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! .... whoa.
The crowd is in disbelief.
Zach Davis: A random six man match... and, uh.. David Sanchez got pinned?!
Sanchez is up and grabs the ref by his collar, he's incredulous.
Freddy Whoa: 433 days.... Never pinned, never submitted... that streak has been BROKEN thanks to Kevin Bishop... and Gemini Battle!
Zach Davis: Is this the first chink in the Pantheon armor?
Freddy Whoa: With One.. and Final Destination.. just a few weeks away.. Who knows!
We go to commercial!
Salem Shepard vs Oblivion
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentleman…
The areana lights dim and the WCF NEWS logo flashes on the screen and Crazy J walks out dressed in his WCF NEWS GEAR…. The logo then changes to “Dig Deep With Big Dick Daryl” Big Dick Daryl enters the ring as the music stops and Kyle Steel just looks at J.
Big Dick Daryl: Well ladies and Gentleman my name is BIG DICK DARYL and I am the host of the DIG Deep with Big Dick Daryl…. Where we hit bottom all the time… where we give you it Nice and Hard… We just whip it out and we shove it down your throat…. But the WCF news network has had some delays but today I am here because of two guys that haven’t done a good Job…. Freddy Whoa and especially Zach Davis… you two guys tend to be Bias and that’s not your job so I will be calling this match and I might even let you guys speak…. So I apologizes I wanted to be here and run my DIG DEEP with Big Dick Daryl but you fans and Oblivion and Salem Shephard deserve more.
Big Dick Daryl rolls out of the ring and he picks up a chair
Freddy Whoa: Are you serious Crazy J thinks he is joining us for this match!
Zach Davis: I am sure not going to stop him… and tonight I believe he is Big Dick Daryl and I am less scared of him then I am of Evil.
Big Dick Daryl squeezes between the two men and he pick up a head set and he puts it on….
Kyle Steel: Ladies and Gentleman your next match is a single match and coming to the ring at this representing Zero Tolerance and he is one third of the Trio Champions he is Salem schizeo Shepard
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. He does not pay attention to the fans as he walks to the ring. He has on A fReEkShOw jersey and some baggy shorts.
Big Dick Daryl: I just wish these two douchebags would learn to dress them self… who dresses this way.
Zach Davis: Two?
Big Dick Daryl: Yeah that Crazy J guy he is always dressing like this as well… but thank god the Monster Oblivion at least knows how to get dressed…. Salem looks like its his special day at the make the wish foundation event…
Freddy Whoa: This is going to be great!
Zach Davis: what the match?
Freddy Whoa: No listing to Daryl trash zt.
Big Dick Daryl: Lets quiet it down its time for the Legend to come out show some respect….
Salem roles out of the ring and he is waiting for his opponent to come to the ring.
Kyle Steel: and his opponent he is the God of Insanity he is Oblivion…
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around the jam packed Fargo Arena. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and the crowd is cheering. "Click click boom" by Saliva begins to play. The blaring guitar begins to play.
The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...
Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp. Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly slinks out. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.
Oblivion bolts out onto the entrance stage. The crowd roars out. Oblivion goes to his left, bounces thrusting out his arms towards the crowd, bringing in their cheers...
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion turns around and bolts to the other end, of the stage. Once again thrusting out his arms before turning and heading downing the ramp.
On these Saturdays when kids go out and play
You I was up in my room let the stereo blaze
Kyle Steel: From Euphoria... Weighing in at 325 pounds... He is the God of Enlightenment... Oblivion!!
I was faded not jaded
Just a kid with a pad and a pen and a big imagination.
all this, I seek, I find
I push the envelope to the line
MAKE IT... BREAK IT... TAKE IT...
UNTIL I'M OVERRATED...
Guitar riffs ring out...
CLICK CLICK BOOM!!
Oblivion thrashes and marches down the aisle along with the music. Oblivion walks around the ring walks up to the commentators desk and slams his hands down onto the desk furiously, grinning., then looking at the crowd, throwing his arms in the air. Obi bolts to a nearby barrier, climbing up, standing on it, nearly starting a riot.
Oblivion jumps down and takes long strides before getting to the ring, slamming his hands on the ring apron, hyping up the crowd. Oblivion quickly run up steel steps and climb the turnbuckle from out the ring, once again hyping up the ring...
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion stomps around, taking long strides, barking, shaking the top ring rope.
Big Dick Daryl: Well I guess he doesn’t dress that well either but at least he isn’t wearing a hockey jersey… by the way they call that a sweater…. So he has on a sweater and shorts…. Salem is that kid everyone had in college that went to school all year long in shorts….
Freddy Whoa: You went to college?
Big Dick Daryl: why don’t you be quiet and let me do the talking..
The two men are now in the ring and the ref calls for the bell the two lock up in the center of the ring and Oblivion sends shep to the ground. Shep rolls and stands back up and he runs and the bigger man and Oblivion put up his leg and Shep baseball slides under it and hits Oblivion in the crotch.
Big Dick Daryl: Well I didn’t see a baseball slide and a punch to the… can we say penis?
Freddy Whoa: You just did…
Oblivion is pissed off and he grabs shep and he punches him right in the face. And then again and shep pushes against the mesh that covers Oblivion mouth and nose part of the mask causing Oblivion to step back. Oblivion then uses a short arm clothesline and sends Shep back to the ground.
Big Dick Daryl: Shep just got hung out to dry…. I think they call that a high stick in hockey… but the ref isn’t calling for a penalty so no power play for salem.
Zach Davis: So J whats next for the hardcore champ with One right around the corner?
Freddy Whoa: no comment?
Big Dick Daryl: How would I know… J never answers the call when I call him it goes straight to voice mail…
Oblivion stomps on the back of Salem Left Knee and Salem is up but his knee looks to be hurting but he waits for Oblivion to get in close and he attacks oblivion and kicks him in the gut and Oblivion bends over and Salem goes for a ddt but the monster of a man oblivion shoves him off. Salem hops back up and he looks at oblivion and he flips off the big man.
Big Dick Daryl: You know these ZT guys just have no respect for the legends of the WCF… I did ask Salem about it not to long ago and…
Oblivion runs at Salem and Salem side step and he kicks the back of the knee of Oblivion and he grabs the head and lands the DDT on Oblivion and salem starts the attack on Oblivion knee.
Big Dick Daryl: Zero Tolerance feels that they were laughed at and that people still don’t respect them so they figure why give any it is a two way street.
Oblivion knee is being stomped but he kicks Shep with his other leg and Oblivion reaches over and he grabs the rope as he starts to stand. Shep is up and he has a look in his eyes. Shep charges at Oblivion and he spears the knee of Oblivion and he drops to his knee still holding the rope. Shep runs at the rope and he flies off the rope and Oblivion catches him in the air and throws shep out of the ring.
Big Dick Daryl: Wow this match is amazing Shep is laying outside of the ring after landing on his shoulder he may have broken his wing. And Oblivion knee is bothering him as he tries to stand back up… WCF fans these two guys are killing each other just for you.
The ref is counting and he is at 7 when shep rolls back in and he is favoring his left arm/shoulder. Shep and Oblivion just stare each other down. Shep goes in and grabs oblivion and he goes suplex him as Oblivion smashes both hands down on Shep left shoulder. The two then lock back up and Shep grabs the injured leg of Oblivion and he holds it out at an almost 90 degree angle and starts to spin and oblivion is hopping on his good leg and salem gets going faster the big man tumbles down and shep drives the knee to the ground. He then bends the knee and stars pushing it towards Oblivion own head and he is in pain… he is kicking again to get shep off. Shep lets go and he drops on back off the knee. Oblivion rolls over in pain and tries to protect himself from the attack. Shep goes in and Oblivion grabs the sleeve of the jersey and pulls him in and Oblivion starts swinging and punching away. Shep backs off and Oblivion stands up
Big Dick Daryl: these guys are going to kill each other in this ring.
Oblivion drives Shep back to the ground and he reaches down and takes shep Knee pad off of him and he slides it up his own injured leg. Shep looks at him like what the fuck.
Freddy Whoa: Who does that?
Big Dick Daryl: Oblivion does… that dude just stole his knee brace this is awesome.
Oblivion is now able to walk on it better and he runs and football tackles Shep back to the ground. Shep hits the ring hard and Oblivion is standing his knee is still hurting but the big man is up. Shep stands up and he walks towards the big man. Shep throws oblivion into the corner and He charges in and does a splash on to Obi. Obi is laying against the turnbuckle and Shep lfts him up on the corner and Obi has a foot on the second rope and now 2 feet. Shep goes to the opposite corner and he has some side in his head and he charges at Obi… Obi stands up and delivers a double ax handle to Shep as he flies into the corner. Shep hits the ground and Oblivion stumbles after he lands and lays on the rope.
Big Dick Daryl: this is the shit it is crazy Oblivion is taking risk on that knee but that is what the man has been doing for years.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah sometimes the risk pay out and other times not so much.
Zach Davis: Well at this point…
Big Dick Daryl: Zach I am hungry why don’t you go get me some popcorn and a coke.
Shep is back up and he goes right back at Oblivion he gets him back in the corner again and Shep goes right back at it He gives obi a couple quick punches to the mask of Oblivion and he has him up on ropes and this time Shep bends obi down a little and punches him again and Shep backs up and charges towards Oblivion and he jumps up on the rope and goes for a top rope ddt and Oblivion blocks it and Shep crashes to the ring. Oblivion climbs up on the third rope and he jumps off going for the guillotine leg drop… but at the last second Shep spins and puts his knee up and Oblivion bad leg crashes down and he is in pain. Shep stands up and he reaches down and grabs his knee pad back and he puts it on his own knee.
Big Dick Daryl: This reminds me of that movie where the one black dude is smoking weed with the other black dude….
Freddy Whoa: what one…. Don’t be a menace in south central while sipping your juice?
Zach Dais: Is it Fri…
Big Dick Daryl: Shut up Zach no one likes you….
Freddy Whoa: is it How high?
Big Dick Daryl: No its not… the dude loses his job and he aint got shit to do…. N word… that that dude comes and steals shit from you so the one dumb ass hides it under his shirt. But then at the end craig knocks him out that shit
Freddy Whoa: Oh shit I think I seen that… its Ice Cube and the dude from rush hour
Big Dick Daryl: Jackie Chan? That dude isn’t in the ghetto movie…
Freddy Whoa: I meant the black one not the …
Big Dick Daryl: That raciest man no chink is in that movie.. oh wait I think there is a slant eye in the liquor store before Smokey takes a shit in the bushes.
Zach Davis: Its Friday….
Big Dick Daryl: No its not this is Slam and we record this shit live…. Sorry fans this jack ass Is done I am taking his head set.
Big Dick Daryl reaches over and he takes the head set off of Zach and he puts it between him and Freddy.
Mean while Shep is stomping on the leg of Oblivion and he is screaming something about breaking his leg. Shep puts Oblivion leg on the second rope. Shep Smiles and he climbs the turnbuckle and he goes for the moon glorious leg drop. Shep lands the leg drop and Oblivion is rolling around.
Big Dick Daryl: Oh shit… it was Friday I cant believe none of us knew it.
Freddy Whoa: oh yeah… no one said Friday…
You can hear Zach Davis say I did through the microphone. But Salem Shepard has the big man up and back in the corner again. Shep goes running into the corner but Oblivion puts up his good leg and kicks Shep right in the face and shep drops to the ground. The fans start chanting OBI OBI and others are chanting Sheps name. Obi makes his way over and he picks up Shep and he lifts him up to deliver a power bomb and his knee gives out and shep grabs Obi Head and delivers a falling DDT. Both men are laying on the ground.
Big Dick Daryl: Oblivion…. You got to respect the fact that he is taking risk but that was a dumb move… that knee is destroyed and Salem just landed the DDT on the reversal when Oblivion went for his hangover.
Freddy Whoa: that’s true Oblivion is a risk taker.
Shep Is standing and he picks up oblivion leg he puts it on his side and he twist and drops and Oblivion screams out. Shep then goes for the cover.
Shep rolls off of oblivion and the two men are both laying on the ring.
Big Dick Daryl: Shep just picks up his first single wins in the WCF but both of these men have given their all. Oblivion just showed why he is the monster of the WCF and how he is
Freddy Whoa: Salem Shepard promised a victory this week and he delivered.
Shep is smiling as he slowly makes his way to the back Obliviion injured knee is being looked at.
Lilith vs Captain Pantheon
Zach Davis: After what we just saw in the last match between Salem Shepard and Oblivion. This upcoming match which pits Lilith going up against Captain Pantheon.
Freddy Whoa: Now, the last time these two faced off were in a tag team match, that Lilith and Oblivion won by DQ against the tag champions, consisting of The Captain and Steve Singh.
Zach Davis: After the match, Lilith flipped out!! Grabbing the tag belts for herself. She's claiming herself as the tag team champions.
Freddy Whoa: But, Oblivion ALSO claims ITself as Tag Team Champion.
Zach Davis: Maybe Lilith better have eyes on the back of her head!!
Freddy Whoa: This rivalry has been heating up for MONTHS!!
Zach Davis: No doubt!!
Freddy Whoa: Looks like our next match is about to begin.
Captain Pantheon runs from the back as soon as music hits...
Kyle Steel: From Tokyo, Japan... weighing in at 235 pounds. He is one half of the WCF tag team champions... Captain Pantheon!!
Captain Pantheon runs straight to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Captain Pantheon gets in the middle, of the ring, and does a super hero pose, before running to his corner.
Zach Davis: Now all we need is Lilith.
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. Lilting proceeds to skips down to the ring holding a teddy bear in hand as the crowd gives her quite a mixed reaction.
Zach Davis: What is this?!
As Lilith comes midway down the entrance ramp, six walking colorful teddies proceed from the backstage area and walk on the stage.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!! There's a red teddy, blue teddy, yellow teddy.
Zach Davis: Purple teddy, green teddy and an orange teddy!! They are taller than Lilith.
The nearly six foot teddies are jumping and spinning as they walk down the ramp.
Kyle Steel: From Los Angeles, California... weighing in at 132 pounds.
Along with the six colorful teddies, Lilith skips around the outside, of the ring and locates a young fan sitting ringside passing them her teddybear. The young fan gets even more excited seeing the extra tall colorful teddies. Lilting 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.
Zach Davis: This match is underway!!
Captain Pantheon runs in the direction of his opponent.
Freddy Whoa: The Captain charges after Lilith...
Zach Davis: NOOOO!!
Lilith skips out of the way, as some of the fans in the American Bank Center begin to cheer...
Some fans: Lilith!! Lilith!! Lilith!! Lilith!!
Freddy Whoa: Captain Pantheon runs past Lilith, running into the ringtones, bouncing off the ropes running towards his opponent.
Lilting drops to the mat, Captain Pantheon hops over his opponent.
Zach Davis: Continuing his momentum, The Captain bounces off the ropes gaining more momentum...
Captain Pantheon bolts nailing Lilith, knocking her down to the mat. The majority of the arena cheered. The colorful teddies administered obscene gestures towards the crowd.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!!
Captain Pantheon picks up Lilith and dropping her with a body slam...
Crowd: Ouuuu!! Thank You Captain!!
Lilith sits up looking around confused!!
Lilith quickly stands up and charges at her opponent. The Captain drops down to the mat, but Lilith continues to run towards the ringtones, which she bounces off towards Captain Pantheon, who spins around...
Zach Davis: Roundhouse kick!!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!! LILITH DOWN!!
Zach Davis: Captain Pantheon is going in for the pin!!
Freddy Whoa: Not even a one count.
The Captain picks up Lilith...
Zach Davis: That ear clap startled Lilith, who staggering around.
Freddy Whoa: Knife hand strike!
Zach Davis: Lilith is getting wobbly!!
That strike causes Lilith to fall back bouncing off the ropes, using the momentum, of the ropes...
Freddy Whoa: Dropkick to Captain Pantheon's knees!!
The Captain falls to the mat.
Zach Davis: A jumping knee to the chin!!
Freddy Whoa: Captain Pantheon is down!! Lilith slips in for the pin!!
Zach Davis: One and half on The Captain!!
Lilith takes the eyes of her opponent before...
Freddy Whoa: DDT!! Lilith is going for the pin... AGAIN!!!
Crowd: THREEEE... NOOOOO!!!
Lilith, on her knees, looks disappointed, then leaps up and charges at the referee.
Zach Davis: Has she lost her mind?! Wait... look who am I talking about!!
The crowd erupts as Captain Pantheon grabs Lilith from behind with a roll-up...
Crowd: THREEEEE... NOOOO!!
Freddy Whoa: Mexican Surfboard!! Lilith has Captain Pantheon in an Mexican Surfboard!!
Captain Pantheon: AHHHHHHH!!!!
Referee: BREAK!! ROPES!!!
Captain slides out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Lilith is climbing up to the top turnbuckle!!!
As The Captain is wobbly standing, on the ringside area near the commentary area, Lilith leaps off the top Turnbull with a drooling, connecting. They both hit the ground hard.
Freddy Whoa: Looks like Lilith took the landing pretty hard.
Lilith is wincing in pain as she limps. Captain grabs her and throws her into the metal steps...
Captain Pantheon picks up his opponent, dropping her with a inverted atomic drop onto the top part of the metal steps.
Lilith lays across the ringsteps.
Captain Pantheon flies towards the steps and flies up...
Zach Davis: Lilith moved out of the way as Captain Pantheon attempted a leg drop.
Lilith grabs a nearly half broken Captain...
Captain Pantheon: AHHHH!!
Zach Davis: Belly to belly suplex on the ringsteps!!
Lilith reaches down to grab Captain Pantheon...
THWACK!! THROAT STRIKE!!
Freddy Whoa: Tiger Claw!!
Lilith acts as if she can't breathe.
Zach Davis: Lilith is struggling top breathe, Captain Pantheon grabs her and throws her back into the ring.
Once in the ring, Lilith waits for Captain Pantheon...
Lilith nails the Captain with an elbow, then...
Freddy Whoa: Airplane spin!!
Zach Davis: Double Arm DDT!!
Lilith picks up Captain Pantheon...
Zach Davis: Captain Pantheon nails Lilith with a big boot!
Captain Pantheon pulls Lilith by her hair....
Captain Pantheon bodyslams Lilith, before running to the nearest corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle.
Freddy Whoa: It looks like Captain Pantheon is ready to fly!!
Captain Pantheon leaps off the top turnbuckle and landing with a top rope splash. Captain in mid-air...
Captain Pantheon: BANZAI!!
Zach Davis: The Captain just broke Lilith in pieces!!
The referee slides into position...
Kyle Steel: The winner of the match... CAPTAIN PANTHEON!!
Television Title Match
CJ Phoenix vs Jaice Wilds vs FPV
"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. He stretches his arms out as he looks at the crowd before running down the ramp with his arms stretched out and flames following him on each side until he reaches the end of the ramp. He slides into the ring and runs up one of the turnbuckles. He then does a cross sign with his hands before pointing upward and hopping off the turnbuckle into the ring.
"Side Of A Bullet" by Nickleback plays and Jaice Wilds hits the ring!
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. 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, waiting for the bell.
As the bell sounds the three men circle each other. Phoenix and Wilds soon begin brawling with one another.
Zach Davis: CJ Phoenix didn't have many kind words to say about Jaice Wilds this week, while he seems to respect Frank Venable.
FPV runs at both of them and Clotheslines them both over the top rope, sending all three men flying out!, FPV landing on his feet!
Freddy Whoa: This match is spilling to the outside already!
FPV runs at Phoenix and takes him down with a FUS ROH DUH! clothesline. Jaice grapples him from behind and FPV elbows his way free and throws him to the guardrail. The Xtreme Aerialist jumps onto the guardrail and executes a Moonsault onto FPV!
Zach Davis: No!, FPV ducks down and steps forward, Jaice lands on his feet.
FPV hits a back kick to Wilds before grabbing him by the head and hitting a Stunner!
Freddy Whoa: THAT is something we see every day by FPV!
FPV picks Wilds up and rolls him into the ring before pinning him.
Broken up by Phoenix. Phoenix lifts FPV up and hits a few forearms before throwing him to the ropes and executing a Powerslam as he comes back!
Zach Davis: No pin yet, Phoenix runs to the ropes.
Zach Davis: And THERE is the pin!
NO!, kickout by FPV.
Freddy Whoa: People are calling him one of the greatest Television Champions of all time already. I don't know about that!, but he won't be pinned that easily.
Wilds goes to rush Phoenix but Phoenix hits him with an Exploder Suplex! Wilds rolls out of the ring and Phoenix turns back to FPV, who is stumbling to his feet. Phoenix runs at him and takes him down with a Running STO!
Zach Davis: CJ Phoenix in the driver's seat here.
Freddy Whoa: He wasn't the first ever Alpha Champion for nothin'!
Phoenix climbs to the top.
Zach Davis: Going high risk.. HERE WE GO!
Freddy Whoa: NO!, FPV rolls out of the way!, Phoenix hits the mat!
FPV and Phoenix both work their way to their feet at once and begin brawling. They turn for a second as they see Jaice Wilds springboard in - he hits them both with a Clothesline!
Zach Davis: Looks like the Xtreme Aerialist is back into this!\
Phoenix is to his feet and he gets a Pele Kick from Wilds! Wilds gets back to his feet-
Freddy Whoa: FUS ROH DUH from FPV!
Wilds is pulled back up from FPV who throws him to the ropes. As Wilds comes back, FPV hits the Frankysteiner! Wilds gets up once more and FPV grapples him from behind.
Zach Davis: He's going for it...
Tiger '85 Bridged Suplex!
Freddy Whoa: LIMIT BREAK!
FPV pins Wilds!
NO!, broken up by Phoenix!
Zach Davis: From the ashes, the Phoenix saves the match!
Freddy Whoa: You're starting to sound like a certain Striker we hear on Wednesday nights.
CJ Phoenix lifts FPV up and drops him with a Neckbreaker. Phoenix lifts Wilds up and throws him to the ropes before executing a Spinebuster! Wilds rolls out as Phoenix measures FPV.
Zach Davis: SPEAR!
NO!, FPV sidesteps it. Phoenix turns-
Crowd: BOOM! HEADSHOT!
NO!, Phoenix ducks THAT!, keeps running to the ropes..
Freddy Whoa: THERE'S THE SPEAR!
Phoenix pins FPV!
Freddy Whoa: Wait, what is this!?
Kevin Bishop is ringside! He jumps up onto the apron. Before Phoenix pins FPV, he begins yelling at Bishop to get out of here.
Zach Davis: Wilds back in the ring.. FPV is up..
BOOM! HEADSHOT! SUPERKICK TO WILDS!
Freddy Whoa: CJ Phoenix turns back to FPV.
Freddy Whoa: FPV pins Phoenix.
Freddy Whoa: FPV retains! With help from Kevin Bishop and the distraction!
Immediately after the three count, Phoenix rolls out of the ring. Kevin Bishop backpeddles up the ramp as FPV gets to his feet to celebrate.
Zach Davis: The Brotherhood keeps the Television Title!
Phoenix begins chasing after Kevin Bishop, angry at him for costing him the chance at the Television Title.
Freddy Whoa: I don't think FPV saw the distraction there.. Not sure if he'd like it.
FPV stands tall in the middle of the ring, his TV Title in hand, and before leaving beckons for a microphone, which is given to him post haste.
FPV: What's up Corpus Christi!
Cheap pop for cheap heat!
Crowd: FRANKY! FRANKY! FRANKY!
FPV: How about a round of applause for CJ and Jaice, those two fought with everything they had tonight.
The crowd responds in kind.
Crowd: CJ! JAICE! CJ! JAICE!
The crowd takes a moment to settle down, then FPV begins to speak again.
FPV: I'm gonna make this one short and sweet guys. We're only a few more weeks away from the biggest event of the year, WCF One! And as it turns out, I still have no opponnent penciled in for my TV Title defense that night. So lately on Twitter I've been holding a little open challenge for everyone and anyone to accept if they feel they have what it takes to dethrone me. So what better way to decide my opponent then that same challenge!
The crowd roars in approval! They're anxious to see who will accept.
FPV: So to anyone in the back, if you want a shot at history, then come down here and say so!
FPV drops the mic carefully, and waits for someone's music to hit. Nothing happens for a time. Then...the lights go out.
Zach Davis: Who could it be Freddy?
Freddy Whoa: I dunno, but I have a feeling we're about to find out.
After a few more moments of nothing..."Synchronicity II" by The Police hits. And the crowd. Loses. Their. SHIT.
Zach Davis: OH MY GOD....IT'S HIM...IT'S...
The lights come back on, and sure enough, The Polar Phantasm emerges from behind the curtain, microphone in hand.
Freddy Whoa: IT'S THE POLAR PHANTASM!! WHHHHHOOOOOAAAAA!!
Zach Davis: FPV is in SHOCK! He was NOT expecting to see his old friend here tonight, or perhaps ever again! But here he is, come to answer the challenge of the 99th Television Champion.
Phantasm climbs into the ring as the music fades out and the lights return to normal. Frank is stunned by the man in front of him, totally speechless.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!! *clap clap clapclapclap* THIS IS AWESOME!! *clap clap clapclapclap*
With one quick motion, Polar brings the microphone to his lips.
Polar Phantasm: Franky, old friendo...I accept.
Once again the crowd goes nuts!! Frank says nothing, only lifting his TV Title in the air, looking...angry? at the Phantasm.
Zach Davis: My god. Polar vs. Franky. The match that was supposed to happen at XIII, now happening at One. Just wow...
The feed cuts to a commercial, fading on the shot of Frank and Polar locked in each others gazes.
Seth Lerch/Final Destination Segment
Seth is walking backstage already annoyed at the issues coming up in WCF. With One approaching, it requires more physical work with media, interviews, production. It's all very stressful for the Owner to take on all these tasks by himself so liquid courage is demanded - no - a necessity. He enters into his office which was already open. That was weird, he tested the doorknob already noticing it wasn't locked. Pressing his right ear against the door, he heard the noise of typing. Seth shoved the door open.
Seth Lerch: Who the fuck is in my- oh, you gotta be kidding me.
The cameras show a disturbed Seth. Eyes bulging out of his sockets like he's seen a ghost. The camera turns around to see Andre Holmes leaning back in his big black chair, typing away on some private documents.
Freddy Whoa: WHAT THE HELL?!
Zach Davis: IT'S ANDRE HOLMES! YES! YES! YES!
Freddy Whoa: We heard rumors that Andre Holmes would make his return to WCF but never thought he would just barge into Seth's office.
Andre looks at Seth with a nonchalant manner. Finishing the typing, he presses one more final button on the keyboard before kicking his feet up on the desk then putting his hands behind his head.
Andre Holmes: Hey.
Seth Lerch: What the fuck are you doing here?
Andre Holmes: Chillin'.
Seth Lerch: Get the fuck out!
Andre Holmes: Why?
Seth Lerch: Because you aren't an employee anymore.
Andre Holmes: Hmm....should get a call right about no-?
Seth raises his right eyebrow until his phone starting ringing. He quickly removed it from his pockets and answered it. Andre was just looking at him all so calm.
Seth Lerch: Hello? Wait, what? No I didn't...WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? I NEVER SENT AN E-MAIL-
He dropped the phone realizing he was the culprit. Andre shrugged his shoulders; Seth marched forward ever so disrespected by the former double-reigning champion.
Andre Holmes: So what they say...?
Seth Lerch: You sneaky motherfucker.
Andre Holmes: That's what they said?
Seth Lerch: ....Congratulations. You're officially resigned to WCF on a main event contract.
Zach Davis: NO WAY!
Andre Holmes: Sweet. When do I start?
Seth Lerch: I'm not letting you start anywhere. Just because you're signed doesn't mean I have to make you wrestle.
Andre Holmes: You should probably get another phone call.
Freddy Whoa: Oh boy...
Seth's phone rang once again, and he answered it hesitantly.
Seth Lerch: H-Hello?...Yes...Okay...Thank you.
He threw the phone across the room, and it smashed into pieces upon hitting the wall. Andre shrugged his shoulders again.
Andre Holmes: So?
Seth Lerch: I'm not giving you your rematch clauses yet.
Andre Holmes: Aww. What am I supposed to do?
Seth Lerch: Well apparently, my booking team just got an email on when you're gonna return to in-ring competiton.
Andre Holmes: When?
Seth Lerch: At One.
Zach Davis: HOLY SHIT!
Andre Holmes: What match am I gonna be in?
Seth Lerch: ...
Freddy Whoa: OOOOOOOOOOOOOH MMMMMMYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD! ANDRE HOLMES IS THE THIRD PARTICIPANT IN THE FINAL DESTINATION MATCH AT ONE!
Andre Holmes: Awesome sauce.
Seth Lerch: Now get out.
Andre Holmes: Alright.
Andre got up from the black chair and left the office while Seth couldn't believe the bullshit. He walked around to sit in the chair, and get a drink. Popping the cap open, he poured what looked like lemonade.
Seth Lerch: ....ANDRE!!!!!!!
Champion vs Champion Match
Teddy Blaze vs Joey Flash
Kyle Steel: The following contest is your Main Event and is set for one fall. Introducing first . . .
The arena lights dim as the crowd buzz begins to build to fever pitch. The music begins and lingers for a moment before Joey Flash in all his glory emerges from behind the curtain staring at the crowd. He floats regally down the aisle bathing in the atmosphere and stopping to shake the hand of anyone who desires it.
Zach Davis: Wasn’t this billed as a Champion versus Champion match on the WCF website earlier this week?
Freddy Whoa: That’s what happens when the company owner is a raging alcoholic.
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, waiting for his opponent with unrestrained apathy.
Kyle Steel: From The Bronx, New York and weighing in at two-hundred twenty pounds . . . he is Joey FLASH!
Zach Davis: Regardless, the fans here in Corpus Christi are in for a real treat. For the next half hour, we will have the chance to forget all of the strife between Pantheon, Zero Tolerance, and The Brotherhood. Just wrestling for the sake of wrestling.
Freddy Whoa: Though from the look on Joey Flash’s face, it doesn’t look like he cares for our Internet Champion any more than he cares about everyone else. In his mind, this match has already been decided in his favor.
The crowd explodes as a pounding drum beat echoes throughout the arena, signaling the arrival of Teddy Blaze! The lights drop, enveloping the arena in darkness as they turn towards the entrance ramp.
Zach Davis: The American Bank Center is getting loud for their fellow Texan tonight.
With a crescendo and a burst of flame, Blaze appears before them, holding the WCF Internet Championship over his head and bathing in the applause. He takes a deep bow and walks towards the ring, setting the belt over his shoulder so he could wave to the fans along the way. He wears an almost cocky grin as he rolls between the ropes, offering his opponent an extended handshake—Joey Flash just stares back at him, arms crossed over his knees-- before shrugging and walking to the turnbuckle.
He holds his arms over his head and yells out "WCF Forever!" as he does so, eliciting a cheer from the audience as the music reaches its zenith. He turns and steps back into the ring, waiting for the bell.
Kyle Steel: And his opponent, from Houston, Texas, weighing in at one-hundred and eighty eight pounds . . . he is your WCF Internet Champion, Teddy BLAZE!
Zach Davis: Teddy requested this match three weeks ago and his wish has finally been granted.
Freddy Whoa: The kid is on a road of retribution as he heads into One. Captain Pantheon has already been faced and defeated. Will Joey Flash face the same fate?
Teddy hands off the Internet Championship to a ringside hand while Joey Flash rises to a standing position in his corner. If fans were hoping for a more enthused Flash to join the Internet Champion in the center ring as the senior official of the evening ran over the rules, they were probably disappointed; simply put, Joey Flash did not look like he wanted to be there, and not because he feared the fight to come. Nevertheless, the crowd seemed to lean forward as the referee stepped back, waving his hand in the air to signal for the start of the match.
DING DING DING
Teddy Blaze launches out of his neutral stance, looking to cover the distance between him and Flash quickly. Joey Flash was quicker, though, and fell into a boxing stance like it was second nature, striking out with a two-punch combination with the intent of ending the match right there. With no where to go but down, Teddy dropped to his backside in a pseudo-crouch and backpedaled out of range of a follow-up kick that never came.
Zach Davis: Joey Flash almost ended the match as quickly as it started. I don’t understand why he didn’t hit Teddy Blaze with the shoot kick while he was dodging the punches, though.
Freddy Whoa: All in the attempts of getting in his head, Zach. Both men know Joey Flash could have inflicted serious damage with that kick there if he had only tried. Sometimes that does as much to an opponent as the kick itself.
Indeed, Teddy Blaze returned to his full-height with less haste than when he started the match; Joey Flash, meanwhile, fell back into a neutral stance with his hands by his side. Teddy says something to Joey, inaudible beyond the first few rows at ringside, and Joey replies curtly with a smug grin across his face. An observant fan would notice that the arrogance radiating off of Flash’s facial expressions did not match the tenseness of his body. His hands were down and his body was open, sure, but he looked ready to defend himself when necessary. It was as Freddy Whoa described it: a test of wills.
Teddy advances closer to Joey Flash, lifting a hand in the air to signal for a tie-up, which Flash glances at but makes no attempt to meet. Blaze never stopped advancing forward, though, and a quick shoot kick at Flash’s legs reveals that a technical display had never been on his radar at all; the tie-up had merely been a feint. Flash was not fooled, though, and stepped out of the kick’s range. Teddy pressed forward with a second kick, which Flash evades once more. It became a dance, with Teddy kicking and Flash always one step ahead, until Teddy in his quickening tempo kicked a little bit higher than he had intended. Instead of the knee, Teddy’s leg passed through Flash’s defense and struck him against the abdomen. Joey Flash grunts, but traps Blaze’s leg with his left arm, holding Blaze close, and lashed out with a fist that struck the off-guard Blaze across the side of the head.
Zach Davis: Flash baited Teddy into speeding up his striking, only to trap him close enough for a heavy strike of his own.
Freddy Whoa: Flash releases Teddy’s leg and lets the Internet Champion stumble backwards. He advances.
But Teddy Blaze out of no where goes from clutching the side of his head to leaping in the air, clocking Flash across the jaw with an enzuigiri. It was Flash’s turn to stumble backwards, stunned by the blow, while Teddy leaps in the air again immediately after landing, hitting the former World Champion dead in the chest with a standing dropkick. The momentum sends Flash tumbling backwards through the ropes, where he lands on his feet on the outside of the ring. The crowd comes alive as Teddy Blaze watches his opponent with a glint in his eye. Shooting the far ropes, Teddy rebounds off with a high profile dive in mind, only for it to be spoiled by Flash who moves out of Blaze’s landing zone.
Zach Davis: Joey Flash puts a cap on the burst of offense Teddy Blaze had pulled out of his tights.
Freddy Whoa: And the crowd here is letting him know their displeasure.
A few of the more intoxicated fans at ringside were heckling Flash as he steps around the steel steps onto the announce table side of the outside; his attention is diverted long enough for Teddy to step onto the apron beside him and bend his knees. Joey turns away from his naysayers just in time to see Blaze flying in with a superman forearm off the apron, driving Flash back first into the guardrail.
Zach Davis: Teddy Blaze is making Flash pay in the early going of this match for not giving him his full attention.
Teddy allows himself to soak in the cheers from the fans for the briefest of moments before turning back to the aggressive attack on Flash. Pushing him against the guardrail, Blaze lights Flash’s chest up with a stinging backhanded chop. The crowd initiates a count that corresponds with the chops and Blazes obliges them with four more chops to help them practice their basic arithmetic. Then, grabbing Flash by the hair, he drags him over to the ring and throws him in, following up with the first pinfall of the night.
Freddy Whoa: Teddy Blaze’s offense has certainly been flashy thus far, but he’s going to utilize some stiffer offense if he wants to put the former World Champ down for the three count.
Zach Davis: HA! You said ‘flashy.’
Freddy Whoa: No wants want you to try and be funny, Zach, so just cool it.
Flash rises to a seating position after kicking out of the pinfall, but Teddy doesn’t give him any space to relax as he drops to one knee behind Flash, putting the former champ in a chinlock with his knee grinding against his spine and back. Flash’s reaches up to pry Teddy’s hands away but Blaze relinquishes hold with his right hand long enough to drop a few elbows on the top of the head of Flash to soften the former champ. Flash’s resistance wavers and Teddy takes the opportunity to launch his attack. Rising quickly to his feet while Flash was still seated, Teddy shoots the ropes and comes rebounding back with his running knee strike aimed directly for Joey’s head.
Zach Davis: Blazing Knee!
Freddy Whoa: But Flash falls backwards onto the mat, letting the knee pass harmlessly overhead.
Flash pushes himself quickly to his feet as Blaze continues forward towards the opposite ropes. Leaping onto the second strand, Teddy Blaze springboards straight back, a back elbow strike in mind, but Flash catches his smaller opponent in mid air. Shifting his grip slightly, Flash then throws Blaze up and over with a stiff Saito Suplex that drives the Internet Champ shoulder and head first into the mat
Zach Davis: Flash uses his size advantage to snatch Blaze out of mid-air and use his momentum to add some sting to that suplex.
Freddy Whoa: The fact that Flash has resorted to wrestling at all shows that Teddy Blaze has finally made an impression, though. The fans better prepare for some real wrestling from here on out.
Pinfall to follow.
Flash pushes himself to his feet and steps back, allowing Teddy Blaze to find his feet on his own. Then, stepping forward, Flash holds his hand in the air like Blaze had done earlier, signaling for the tie-up; the crowd pops slightly at this as Blaze, clutching at his neck, obliges. They inter-lock hands in the air . . . and then Joey Flash drills the Internet Champ in the jaw with a straight jab.
Freddy Whoa: Never mind. I stand corrected.
Blaze drops to the mat, but Flash does not relinquish his hold on the champ’s arm. Ignoring the referee’s complaints about the closed fist, Flash flips Teddy onto his stomach and stretches his right out to a full extension followed up with a knee drop onto the elbow. Blaze grunts in pain as Flash presses with his body weight onto the arm and bends it backwards, as if he was going to snap it. He stops, short, though, and releases hold to stand back up. He does give Blaze a stomp, though, on the hand for added emphasis.
Zach Davis: Flash continues his methodical attack on the Internet Champion.
Freddy Whoa: Every move has a hidden message. ‘I could’ve kicked you, but I didn’t.’ ‘I could have broke your arm, but I didn’t.’ And I bet you these messages aren’t just meant for Teddy Blaze, either.
Zach Davis: I’m sure Thomas Bates sees them loud and clear right now.
Joey Flash steps back, allowing Teddy to get to his feet again. Flash grins as his opponent looks up at him and begins to say something. He never finishes, though, as Teddy Blaze rears back and slaps the taste out of his mouth.
Zach Davis: But Teddy Blaze with a message of his own: He’s tired of being underestimated.
Before Flash can retaliate, Teddy lashes out with a sharp kick in the ribs, knocking Flash’s breath away. Then, stepping forward, Blaze begins to throw wild elbows and kicks, driving Flash back into the nearest corner. The striking doesn’t cease, though, which only sends the crowd into the frenzy. Right before the referee was about to step in and break up the onslaught, Teddy ceases the assault and grabs Flash around the head. Then, falling back to the mat, Teddy sends Flash up and over with a monkey flip.
Freddy Whoa: You know I’ll be honest, I was hoping for a bit more.
Kipping up, Teddy Blaze wastes not time in leaping into the air and flipping backwards, striking the downed Flash across the chest with a standing moonsault into a double knee drop.
Zach Davis: What was the word you used earlier, Freddy? Ah I remember . . . flashy.
The camera angle shifts so the fans at home could see Zach Davis chuckling to himself at the announcer’s table in the background of the pinfall attempt inside the ring.
If Teddy was frustrated by the close fall, he didn’t show it as he rose to his feet and stepped into the corner adjacent to the downed Flash. The crowd are on their feet for the Texan as Flash begins to stir in the ring. Flash pushes himself to his knees as Teddy comes flying forward with a knee strike that clocks Flash clean in the side of the head.
Zach Davis: The Blazing Knee connects! But no pinfall from Blaze who is scrambling to the ring apron.
Practically diving through the middle and bottom rope, Teddy rises to his feet on the apron. Grabbing the ring ropes with both hands, Blaze prepares himself for his slingshot while a figure hops the ringside barricade.
Freddy Whoa: Zombie McMorris is at ringside with a chair.
The crowd’s cheers turn to boos, alerting to the Internet Champion to a change in the momentum. He turns to see ZMAC draws close, steel chair lifted overhead to strike Blaze across the back before he could continue the attack. What the former Internet Champion did not foresee was Blaze mule kicking him across the jaw. The steel chair drops to concrete as Blaze leaps off of the apron onto McMorris.
Zach Davis: Teddy Blaze with a hurricanrana that sends Zombie crashing onto the thinly padded concrete.
Freddy Whoa: Flash is up, though, and he’s coming to the aid of his Pantheon brother on the outside.
Once on the floor, Flash grabs Teddy, who had risen to his feet and was stomping away at ZMAC, by the shoulder and turns him around. Blaze, though, delivers a jawbreaker to Flash before he can take control, stunning the former World Champ. Sliding underneath the bottom rope, Blaze pops up and looks back at the two members of the Pantheon on the outside. The crowd pops.
Zach Davis: The referee has stepped up beside Teddy, shaking his head. He looks like he’s threatening to call this match a no contest if Teddy continues the attack on Zombie and Flash on the outside.
Freddy Whoa: But Blaze shoots the ropes anyway. The referees moves out of the way as Blaze rebounds and leaps over the top ropes.
Zach Davis: CORKSCREW SENTON ONTO BOTH MEMBERS OF PANTHEON! And the crowd is loving it.
Teddy Blaze jumps up to his feet and jumps onto the guardrail, perched as the crowd pops loudly for the big impact move. The referee did not make an idle threat, though, as he calls for the bell.
Zach Davis: The referee has deemed this match a No Contest, but Teddy Blaze doesn’t seem to care.
Freddy Whoa: Nor does he have to. This wasn’t about wins or losses tonight. Teddy Blaze wants to bring the fight to Joey Flash and its to safe that it has been brought.
The celebration was cut short as Zombie rises to his feet and grabs Blaze around the waist, throwing him hard onto the concrete. Then, helping Flash to his feet, the pair of them begin to stomp the Internet champion into the ground.
Zach Davis: There’s movement on the entrance ramp as Pantheon take advantage of the number games. The curtain parts . . . ITS THOMAS BATES!
Freddy Whoa: The World Champion is barreling down to ringside and Pantheon haven’t noticed him yet.
Flash looks up just in time, though, and escapes into the crowd before Bates can get ahold of him. ZMAC wasn’t so lucky, though, as the World Champion steamrolls over him with a shoulder block. Then, grabbing McMorris by the hair, he throws him into the ring and steps into it himself.
Zach Davis: Bates pulls Zombie to his feet and whips him into the ropes. The fans know what comes next.
Freddy Whoa: Bates’ Boot! ZMAC is out.
Zach Davis: But the night isn’t over; Teddy Blaze is back on the apron.
Clutching at his ribs, Teddy Blaze grits his teeth and grabs onto the ropes while the World Champ steps out of the way. Taking a deep breath, Teddy Blaze slingshots him into the ring, crashing down onto the former Internet Champion with a resounding body splash.
Zach Davis: The American Bank Center is hot after that huge Habanero High Dive.
Freddy Whoa: Flash is halfway up the steps in the crowd as he locks eyes with his One opponent in the ring. Message after message has been sent tonight folks.
Slam closes with Thomas Bates and Teddy Blaze in the ring, the latter holding his Internet Champion high overhead. Fade to dark follows suit.