the Verizon Wireless Arena in Manchester, New Hampshire
“Change” by Deftones hits the speakers and the fans are up on their feet immediately booing at one of the most legendary entrance themes in WCF History.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Gravedigger??
Zach Davis: Oh my! This is unexpected!
The boos get even louder as the WCF Hall of Famer, Gravedigger, steps out from the back, but to everyone’s surprise he is not alone as the cocky veteran and one of Gravedigger’s partners in The Three Kings, Jayson Price, walks out with him. The pair stands at the top of the ramp and soaks in the boos from the crowd.
Freddy Whoa: Speaking of unexpected, we were not expecting to see either one of these men here tonight!
Zach Davis: We haven’t seen these two men since their loss two weeks ago at Asesinato in the finals of the Trios Tournament when The Three Kings lost to Everest.
Freddy Whoa: That match with those six men was easily a match of the year contender for 2017.
Gravedigger laughs at the crowd reaction and catches Price’s eye and the two fist bump before walking down the ramp. Price pulls himself up onto the apron and steps in between the top and middle ropes as Gravedigger walks around the ring and grabs a mic. Gravedigger walks over and rolls in under the bottom rope and stands up.
The crowd is still booing loudly and Gravedigger smirks, raising the microphone to speak. The crowd hushes down somewhat as he speaks.
Gravedigger: So, as everyone knows, the Trios Tournament didn’t quite end as we expected it, too. We were hoping to be walking out here with gold strapped around our waists once more. I mean, Everest has to take gold when they can get it obviously, but two grizzled veterans such as myself and Price here, we’re used to gold. While guys like the members of Everest look awkward with gold around their waists, The Three Kings look awkward without it.
Despite what the members of Everest have been telling everyone, their win over us was not easy. They didn’t win without breaking a sweat. It took all they had to beat us, to pin me in the center of this ring. Now most people were expecting me to just walk to the back after that loss and just head back to Phoenix and sit on my ass collecting paychecks until my match in October with Corey Black.
Price and myself had even talked about going for the tag titles in a couple of months. I mean I wanted my career to end with the same titles I won when I started off here 15 years ago. But then I heard people talking about Ultimate Showdown coming up. I heard that Seth said that Everest doesn’t have to defend their tag titles or trios titles until Ultimate Showdown. Ultimate Showdown is a match I have yet to be in since I’m typically not in WCF at that time of the year with my part-time schedule. Obviously we cannot go for the tag titles, so I’m looking around the title scene to see if there’s a singles champion I could target. I think back to the Trios tournament and this year in general where I’ve been doing things out of the ordinary for me and my eyes rest upon one belt. A belt that I’ve never held before….the INTERNET TITLE.
Crazy J held it recently. He was beaten by Lilith the other week and then the belt is traded once again by the Very Big Alliance. It’s time, WCF, for one more title change for the Internet Title. It’s time for the Internet title to go around the waist of the Epitome of Hardcore. I aim to become the Epitome of the Internet! So, Seth, book the match! Give me a shot at the Internet title. Put that belt around the waist of a LEGEND. A HALL OF FAMER. A REAL champion!
So with that said, Price told me backstage that he wanted to be part of the Ultimate Showdown match as well. Price, tell them this badass idea that you were telling me backstage.
Gravedigger looks at Price and hands him the microphone. Price looks around at the crowd and then begins to speak.
Jayson Price: As my friend Gravedigger here explained, he and I didn't enter into the Trios Tournament with Kevin Bishop just to say that we competed, we had every intention to do what we had to do to win. We got past some of the toughest teams in the entire tournament, teams that nobody in the world were betting on us to beat and we made it all the way to the finals where we were finally beaten. Now I'm not the type to just run away with my tail between my legs when I lose, so when Gravedigger told me he had a new idea for how we could show the world that neither of us were done yet, I had to be part of it.
Gravedigger has his sights set on the Internet Title, a title that I myself know all too well. I held that belt for months, took on everyone that wanted a shot at me and then I vacated it when nobody wanted to rise up and take the challenge of dethroning me. And with the division as weak as it right now, I could easily say that I too wanted to once again go after the belt so that Digger and I could put on a feud for the ages and bring prestige back to the title.
Digger and Price trade a look as Digger seems to be questioning where Price is going with this.
Jayson Price: Relax, Digger, I said I could do all that. But no, I'm not going to step on your toes and mess with your plan to get into Ultimate Showdown. See I have my own plans for how I'm going to get into that match and it involves another belt that I know something all about. A belt that I've held twice before in my career, a feat matched by only two other men. A belt that needs some true prestige brought back to it. I'm talking about none other than the People's Title.
At Blast, Andre Aquarius and Bale Pascal are going to be fighting for the People's Title and I'm going to be watching that match very closely because as far as I'm concerned, they're simply fighting to see who's going to lose to me. I want into Ultimate Showdown so that I can get a shot at being the WCF World Champion once again, and if in the process I can become the first ever 3 time WCF People's Champion, well that's just icing on the cake.
So the way I see it, Seth Lerch you're being put on notice right now. You've got a WCF Hall Of Famer and one of the most decorated champions in all of WCF history standing in your ring telling you to give them shots at being in Ultimate Showdown. You always talk about seeing the dollar signs and wanting to make things interesting, so put up or shut up.
With that, Master of Puppets hits and Seth walks out from the back.
Seth Lerch: Ah, Gravedigger and Jayson Price. More persistant than the STDs given to a certain family member of mine from a certain washed up has been in the ring right now.
Jayson Price looks at Gravedigger, asking who in Seth's family he must have been with. Gravedigger replies "he's talking about you, you idiot!" or something along those lines.
Seth Lerch: Unfortunately, Gravedigger, I have to be honest - you guys aren't total idiots, and you're right that the chance to see you two get into Ultimate Showdown will get me some ratings. Or YouTube views, or DVR views, or whatever the hell metrics matter nowadays, I don't even know. Either way, people will want to watch. And plus, I personally like watching Jayson Price fail. You've got it!
The crowd pops and Gravedigger and Price nod.
Gravedigger: Perfect, I knew you'd see it our way! Why don't you come to the ring and shake on it?
Seth begins to head to the ring before stopping in his tracks.
Seth Lerch: Wait, no! You guys will just attack me, I'm not that stupid. God damn it, you got what you wanted, that's it, I'm out of here.
Gravedigger and Price curse the missed opportunitiy to attack Seth as Gravedigger's music hits. Seth heads to the back, shaking his head.
Danny Gordy vs Fedora Blanco vs Trey Carter vs Sunday Ikoku
Zach Davis: We're going to kick things off with some four-way action here on Slam, Freddy.
Freddy Whoa: Sounds like my bachelor party!
Zach Davis: Wait, what?
"Electricity" by Motorhead plays as Danny Gordy comes down the aisle, jaw jacking at the fans and threatening to hop the rail and get into it with them. When he reaches the ringside area, he steals half a dozen folding chairs from fans in the front row and throws them into the ring one at a time.
Kyle Steel: Coming to you from Bad Street, USA, which is now apparently located in Chicago though I'm pretty sure it was always meant to be in Atlanta, weighing in at an even three hundred pounds, here is DANNY GORDY!
Freddy Whoa: Gordy made his WCF debut last week, and once again he's started things off by stocking the ring with more chairs than an IKEA!
Zach Davis: This match will look familiar to our fans, as it's basically the three-way that was on last week's show with one more guy added to it.
Thunder rumbles as a traditional Mexican guitar plays a few notes then transitions to Imagine Dragons' "Thunder" as El Fedora Blanco comes down to the ring, taking off his trench coat and poncho before sitting atop a turnbuckle with his Fedora over his face.
Kyle Steel: Up next, from Baja California, Mexico, and weighing 199 pounds, "The Mexican Man of Mystery" El Fedora Blanco!
Freddy Whoa: "The Mexican Many of Mystery" El Fedora Blanco, the man so nice, they nicknamed him twice.
Zach Davis: The man from Baja California ate the pinfall in that match last week, and he's here today looking for redemption.
The lights dim as the wind chimes sound through the arena. As soon as the beat of "Boss Mode" by Knife Party picks up, the arena is filled with red, white and black stars as Trey Carter slowly walks in with a focused, yet self-absorbed demeanor. He takes his time coming down to ring, and isn't shy about telling off fans on his way down. He walks up the steps and ducks under the second rope to climb into the ring. The lights all meet him in the center of the ring in a mix of red, white and black before he throws his arm up in the air and the turnbuckle fireworks shoot off.
Kyle Steel: Hailing from Anaheim, California and weighing in at 220 pounds, he is "The Incomparable" Trey Carter!
Freddy Whoa: I've always wondered if the wrestlers who don't get pyro for their entrances are jealous of the ones who do.
Zach Davis: Carter is the new party who is turning last week's three-way into a four-way. It will be interesting to see how he changes the dynamic.
An unnamed instrumental piece featuring a violin duet begins to play through the PA system as Sunday Ikoku ducks through the curtain onto the stage. He begins to make his way to the ring to little fanfare, striding purposefully down the ramp with a subtle grace behind his large stature. Once ringside, he moves around to the steps and quickly makes his way into the ring. Moving to his corner, he turns to look back at the 'tron, waiting for the match to begin.
Kyle Steel: And finally, hailing from Houston, Texas by way of Nigeria, Sunday Ikoku!
Freddy Whoa: I have to say, "unnamed instrumental piece featuring a violin duet" is quickly becoming one of my favorite WCF entrance themes.
Zach Davis: We've got an interesting combination of wrestlers here, with Ikoku and Gordy both being fairly bulky bruisers, while Carter is tall but lean and Blanco is the odd man out in terms of size, standing well below six feet tall and not even breaking the 200 pound mark.
The bell rings, and, as soon as it does, Gordy charges across the ring at Ikoku and begins rocking him with left hands, but Ikoku, ever the game competitor, manages to maintain his vertical base. Meanwhile, Fedora Blanco slides out of the ring under the bottom rope. Trey Carter takes a moment to survey the scene and come up with a strategy, ultimately deciding to exit the ring himself to give chase to Blanco.
Zach Davis: It's a wild scene right from the get go, as it looks like Danny Gordy is trying to get himself some revenge for Sunday Ikoku beating him last week.
Freddy Whoa: It looks like Blanco's strategy was going to be allowing the three larger men to take each other out of the equation before swooping in to pick the bones, but that didn't work out for him too well, as Trey Carter is currently running laps around the ring trying to catch up with him.
Gordy Irish whips Sunday into one of the corners and takes a moment to bellow in rage before psyching himself up and charging in after him . . . only for things to go very poorly.
Zach Davis: OH NO! It looks like Danny Gordy was going to try to pay homage to King Kong Bundy and hit an Atlantic City Avalanche in the corner, but, in the process of doing so, he tripped over one of those chairs he threw into the ring and fell flat on his face!
Freddy Whoa: You know what they say. You live by the chair, and you die by the chair!
Zach Davis: Why weren't our WCF officials more diligent about making sure that those things were pulled out of the ring before the match got underway?
Freddy Whoa: Maybe they were trying to teach Gordy a lesson about cleaning up after himself.
Sunday Okaku is dazed but sees his opportunity and runs out of the corner before popping up and dropping a big elbow on the back of Gordy's neck and upper shoulders while he lays prone on the mat.
Freddy Whoa: And that's how you take advantage of a situation!
Ringside officials scramble to correct their error and get the remaining chairs out of the ring, which is complicated by the fact that the match is still going on. Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, Fedora Blanco just stops running and begin standing stock still.
Zach Davis: Wait a second, what is Blanco doing? Doesn't he realize that Carter will catch . . .
Freddy Whoa: PELE KICK! PELE KICK!
As soon as Carter catches up with Blanco, Blanco leaps into the air and catches Carter off guard with a Pele Kick to the face.
Zach Davis: Blanco did a great job of suckering Carter in there, allowing the Incomparable One to get overconfident before ambushing him with what some may call a cheap shot.
In the ring, Sunday has climbed on to Gordy in a rear mount and is attempting to land strikes to the back of the head while Gordy does his best to cover up. Finally, Ikoku lands one good, stiff shot and uses the opening created by that move to apply a . . .
Zach Davis: Rear naked choke! Danny Gordy may soon have no choice but to tap out or pass out!
El Fedora Blanco suddenly appears in the ring, stomping on Sunday's lower back and giving the large Nigerian no choice but to release his grip on Danny Gordy. Gordy, semi-conscious, rolls out of the ring underneath the bottom rope while Fedora continues to put the boots to Ikoku, who is down on all fours.
Zach Davis: Blanco must think that he's got Sunday softened up now, because he's picking him up off the mat and setting up for what appears to be a DDT!
In fact, the Mexican Man of Mystery has applied the front facelock that is usually the prelude to a DDT, but, before he can fall backwards and execute the maneuver, Ikoku finds the energy to plow him backwards into the turnbuckles.
Zach Davis: That's the second time in this match that Sunday Ikoku has managed counter his way out of a dangerous situation.
Blanco stumbles forward, away from the turnbuckles that he was just rammed into at full speed. However, he walks right into the waiting arms of Sunday Ikoku and, consequently, a . . .
Freddy Whoa: HIGH ANGLE FLAPJACK!
Zach Davis: That's usually the setup for the for the Sunset Driver, and it looks like Ikoku is going for it!
Freddy Whoa: But, no, there's Trey Carter again, and Carter lands a big lariat that takes Ikoku off of his feet!
El Fedora Blanco rolls out of the ring underneath the bottom rope and winds up laying on the floor right next to Danny Gordy. Carter applies an armbar to Ikoku for a few seconds before using it to shoot him into the ropes. When Ikoku runs towards Carter, Carter catches him with a . . .
Zach Davis: Belly-to-belly suplex!
Freddy Whoa: You've got to imagine that Ikoku is starting to get worn down. He's the only one of the four men in the match who hasn't had an opportunity to take a breather yet.
Zach Davis: Trey Carter is now headed up to the top rope, and he might be looking for the Knox, which is his high flying take on the Superman Punch.
Freddy Whoa: Wait a second, there's Danny Gordy again! He's climbed up on to the ring apron and grabbed Trey Carter's leg, trying to trip him up!
Zach Davis: On the other side of the ring, Fedora Blanco has also reinserted himself into this match, jumping Sunday Ikoku from behind!
Freddy Whoa: HOLY MOLY!
Freddy's sudden interjection is caused by Blanco using Ikoku like a battering ram, charging him towards Danny Gordy and sending Ikoku through the ring ropes to collide with Gordy. As a result, both of the giant men tumble down to the floor, taking a hard spill.
Freddy Whoa: The smallest man in the match just managed to dispose of the two largest men in the match!
Zach Davis: But, while Blanco celebrates his small victory, it looks like he forgot about Trey Carter, who is still perched on the top rope!
Freddy Whoa: CARTER HITS THE KNOX ON EL FEDORA BLANCO!
Rather than going for the cover, the Incomparable Mr. Carter scoops Blanco up off the mat and places him into position for a reverse vertical suplex, then lifting him up but turning the move into a stunner on the way down.
Zach Davis: STREET CUTTER! Shades of Super Delfin! And Trey Carter goes in for the cover . . .
1 . . .
2 . . .
Kyle Steel: Here is your winner, "THE INCOMPARABLE" TREY CARTER!
Board of Directors Segment
Zach Davis: We're being told something is going on backstage, what's that?
Camera cuts to a camera spying in on Seth Lerch's office as he's on speaker phone with a voice.
Voice: Listen, Lerch. We, the Board of Directors, think you need to squash this issue and move on. Put him back on television, or at least give him the chance to.
Seth Lerch: NEVER! I will never let that two-timing overrated hackjob who I CREATED and DESTROYED ever set foot in WCF ever again! He's a pile of garbage and he doesn't belong here! You might even say.. he's banned from being here!
Voice: If you don't do something quickly we may lose millions of dollars, and ratings will go down, and don't make me tell you about the legalities of suspending you, Lerch.
Seth Lerch: OH WHATEVER!
Voice: Mr. Lerch this isn't an issue you can sweep under the rug. This is a major disaster and we need to fix it..
Seth Lerch: Hey, you're cutting in and out so I'm driving in a cave and oh lost signal, gotta go!
Seth Lerch ends the call on the office phone and turns around startled to see Hank Brown and the cameraman standing in the office.
Seth Lerch: Uh...
Hank Brown: Seth, I have to ask you, the voice on that phone was head of Board of Directors and from what we can safely assume, he was discussing possibile options on ending the ban-appeal between Torture and Wrestling Championship Federation. Have you put thought in-
Seth Lerch: You know what, Hank! I've figured it out. Later tonight I'll make my SHOCKING announcement that will make all these stupid people happy, including that piece of shit trashy bum you call Torture. Stay tuned, Hank, because I always get the last laugh! Now get the hell out of my office!
Hank and the cameraman are shoved by Seth Lerch and the feed cuts out as we are now in front of the cameras.
Freddy Whoa: Whoaa, an announcement?
Zach Davis: I have no idea what Seth is up to, but maybe Torture is allowed back?
Freddy Whoa: One can hope, I love the Torture-Chants but they're overbearing at times.
Zach Davis: We still have a lot more action from tonights Slam, let's get back to the ring!
Seth goes back to browsing Reddit and pulls his booze back out once he thinks he's off camera.
The Very Big Alliance vs Bishop/Priest
The lights go down and the sounds of a drum banging plays and a spotlight follows Bishop and Priest to the ring.
Zach Davis: Ladies and gentlemen.... BISHOP AND PRIEST ARE BACK!
The fans boo.
Freddy Whoa: These guys are legends of the company, they've been here since the beginning for all intensive purposes.
Zach Davis: .....Really, Freddy? For all intents and purposes. Seriously!?
Rock Out-Motorhead Plays as they both come out Roaring and shouting at the crowd, they turn to each other and high five. When their hands touch pyro is fired. They then slowly walks down to the ring once there they catch their breath. They take turns holding the Internet Title.
Zach Davis: And here are our new Internet Champions! They somehow defeated Lilith together to win the belt, as a unit. I don't know, folks, don't ask me.
The four men step up to one another. Bishop in the face of The Behemoth, Priest in the face of The Tank.
Freddy Whoa: I hope the ring is reinforced here.
And they begin brawling! The crowd erupts as these four giants trade, well, giant sized strikes! The returning Bishop and Priest gain the advantage to begin with, pressing Tank and Behemoth into the ropes. They go to whip them to the other size, but the Very Big Alliance reverses the whip attempts and send Bishop and Priest to the ropes instead. As Bishop and Priest come back the VBA telegraph a Back Bodydrop and Bishop and Priest kick them in the chest. The VBA guys stand back up and Bishop and Priest grab one each by the throat.
Zach Davis: Double Chokeslams!
No!, the VBA guys kick Bishop and Priest, breaking free. Both teams are once again at a stalemate.
Freddy Whoa: Is the ref ever going to get control of this situation?
Both teams look to their partners to try to develop some kind of strategy. Each of them decides they need to stop doing the same thing and to do separate things as their partners to create confusion. Bishop goes for a Big Boot, as does The Tank; neither Priest nor The Behemoth see it coming. Both roll out of the ring, leaving Bishop and The Tank alone in the ring.
Zach Davis: Finally! We've got our legal men!
Bishop goes for another Big Boot but The Tank grabs his leg and spins him around. He kicks him in the gut and pulls him in for a Powerbomb.
Freddy Whoa: Oh my God!
No!, he can't do it, Bishop is too heavy and tries to reverse it with a Back Bodydrop.
Zach Davis: Nope... The Tank is too heavy too! He's like, well, a tank!
They're again at an impasse. The Tank tries to take Bishop down with a Clothesline but he only stumbles back. He goes for another one, Bishop stumbles back some more. He goes for one more, but Bishop grabs his arm and locks him into a Crossface!
Freddy Whoa: THERE IT IS! CROSSFACE APPLIED!
Ivanovic yells out in pain as the submission is applied! He crawls towards the ropes but Bishop has it locked in!
Zach Davis: If Bishop and Priest get the win here do you think one of them.. or both of them.. deserve an Internet Title shot?
Freddy Whoa: Of course! And this could be it!
No!, The Tank is able to reach the ropes, forcing the break. Bishop tags in Priest. Priest runs at The Tank and hits a Leg Drop before locking in an STF!
Freddy Whoa: Another submission applied!
Ivanovic yells out in pain but he's smack dab in the center of the ring.
Zach Davis: Is this it!?
No!, William gets back into the ring and breaks it up. He runs at Bishop and shoves him off the apron before he can attack too. The Very Big Alliance quickly pick Priest up and grab him by the throat.
Freddy Whoa: COMEDY GOLD!
No!, Priest kicks William away before clubbing Ivanovic with a forearm. Priest lifts Ivanovic up for the Heaven Bound.
Zach Davis: HOW DID HE DO THAT!?
NO!, Ivanovic is able to slide behind Priest. Priest turns around and The Tank hits a Running Knee, then Neckbreaker.
Freddy Whoa: No!, Eastern Front reversed!, he shoves him off during the Neckbreaker portion!
Tank hits the ropes and Clotheslines Priest down as he comes back. Tank then tags in The Behemoth.
Zach Davis: Here comes William!
William The Behemoth comes into the ring and hits Priest with a DDT. Priest stumbles up and William then hits an STO. He follows up with a Running Senton!
Freddy Whoa: Great combination there, into the pin!
Zach Davis: This has been a hell of a slobberknocker thus far!
William climbs to the second rope.
Freddy Whoa: Here it comes..
Zach Davis: FALLING CONTINENT!
HE HITS IT!
Into the pin.
Freddy Whoa: What a match between these four giants, but the Very Big Alliance get a very big win!
El Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso vs Bale Pascal
El Fuego Del Eterno Infierno Silencioso comes down to a cacophony various of fire alarms doing somersalts and flippy moves showing off he'll also occasionally stop and show off his fire skills by shooting a stream of fire through the air.
Zach Davis: What an entrance!
“Voids” by Apollyon’s Visage creeps onto the sound system, creating a bassy rumble in the arena as the lights dim into darkness. The stage lights all focus on the entrance. First, out comes Aapo Nikula, the white of his face is blown out due to the overpowering nature of the focused lights. His arms are spread wide and he is grinning from ear to ear as he receives a wave of boos from the crowd.
After yelling inaudible statements - presumably something of praise for his fighter- Mr. Nikula steps to the side, holding his hands out toward the entrance in a presenter’s fashion when finally, Bale Pascal steps out onto the ramp.
Kyle Steel: Coming down to the ring, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-six pounds, from New Shoreham, Rhode Island...BALE PASCAAAAL!!!
Bale saunters down the ramp; the stage lights following along as he descends. After climbing up the side of the ring, he crosses his arm over the top rope, rests his head on top, and swings his legs over to sit on the second rope; a spotlight shines overhead. A moment passes before he slides off and through the ropes, into the ring where his faithful Manager stands while continuing to praise his fighter.
Freddy Whoa: I'm not sure if anyone really expected this man to just waltz in here and take the People's Championship like he did, but hot damn! He did it!
Zach Davis: Winning a belt is one thing, but heading into Ultimate Showdown, just how long can he hold it?
The two men go to tie up but instead Hellfire kicks Pascal in the gut and Powerbombs him.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Hellfire pins him.
Kickout from Pascal!
Zach Davis: Not sure what allowed that to happen, if it was Pascal's cockiness or what! But he did manage to escape.
Hellfire waits for Pascal to get to his feet and runs at him, hitting a Flying Headscissors. Pascal rolls out of the ring and El Fuego runs to the ropes, then flies over the top with a Tope Con Hilo!
Freddy Whoa: Mama mia!
Hellfire quickly picks him up and rolls him into the ring, going for a pin.
Zach Davis: He didn't become the People's Champion by luck, he became the Champ by defeating a former WCF World Champion.
El Fuego lifts him again but Pascal has had enough. He hits a series of elbow strikes before hitting a Roaring Elbow. Hellfire goes for an elbow of his own but Pascal ducks it, switches behind him, and locks him in the Crossface Chickenwing!
Freddy Whoa: SHADES OF YOU KNOW WHO!
NO!, Hellfire rams his body backwards and squashes Pascal into it. He quickly hits a Pele Kick, turns and runs at him and Clotheslines him into the corner, then grabs him by the head and hits a Tornado DDT!
Zach Davis: Another pin by El Fuego!
Freddy Whoa: And another kickout!
Bale Pascal is up again, powering through the pain. He takes El Fuego down with a Bicycle Kick. Hellfire is back up right away and runs at Pascal who grabs him in a Double Underhook and hits a series of headbutts.
Zach Davis: So painful..
He transitions that into a Top Wristlock and then executes an STO. Pascal then begins climbing to the top.
Freddy Whoa: What does he have in mind?
Zach Davis: Pascal hits the Double Stomp!
He rolls through and waits as Hellfire gets up, measuring him up from behind.
Freddy Whoa: CROSSFACE CHICKENWING APPLIED!
Zach Davis: Hellfire passes out from the pain! The People's Champ wins this one!
The Everest member stands tall with his belt as we go to commercial.
Television Title Match
Udy vs Oblivion vs John Rabid
Freddy Whoa: It’s Television Title Time! Do you know what that means, Zach?
Zach Davis: That the Television Title bout is up next?
Freddy Whoa: Yes! Exactly! Can anyone put an end to the reign of John Rabid?
Zach Davis: It’s looked bleak thus far. The Ripper is tearing through his competition!
Freddy Whoa: Why not just say ripping? It’s right there!
Zach Davis: Why not get off my balls, Freddy?
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. "Oblivion" by Mastadonbegins to play. The blaring guitar begins to play. 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 along with the music...
Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp. Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly comes, with a dead stare. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena. Oblivion slowly begins to walk down to the edge of the entrance stage, bringing in the cheers, of the crowd...
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Past the entrance stage there are sixteen hooded cloaked individuals, eight on each side of the aisle, with their heads down. Chanting...
Hooded individuals: A-WHOO!! AWHOO!! AWHOO!!
Kyle Steel: From The Deepest and Darkest Side of a Sick Man's Mind... Weighing in at 325 pounds... IT is The Monster... Oblivion!!
Oblivion drags IT's right leg as drags along a sledgehammer. The Monster sneers at a nearby camera, right before Oblivion slowly run up the steel steps and climb the turnbuckle from out the ring, once again throwing up IT's massive right arm
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion leaps into the ring, stomping around, taking long strides, barking, shaking the top ring rope. Suddenly the lights go out again. Demonic Chants mashed with a howl is heard before blue pyro explode. "The Evil within/psycho break theme song Long Way Down" by Gary Numan starts plays (titantron shows weird demonic signs and figures). Blue smoke fills the arena and spotlight focuses on a figure on one knee. Fenris stands behind him arms out stretched..Udy howls by as another set of blue pyro explode. Udy makes his way slowly before rolling in and kneels at middle of ring. Howls again as light comes back and music fades.
Freddy Whoa: Can one of these monsters be the one to defang The Serpent?!
Zach Davis: Maybe it’s not a WHO will dethrone The Ripper....maybe its a WHAT! Maybe it’s...an IT!
“Death Breath - Toxic Avenger Remix” by Bring Me The Horizon hits as a huge pyrotechnic barrage explodes around the jumbotron. As the smoke clears, we see John Rabid standing tall; arms outstretched as he spins on the spot. Rabid struts down the ramp, snarling and gnashing his teeth at a stray cameraman as John's name appears on a Slam Graphic. Meanwhile, Rabid's 'tron plays in the background; it's The Ripper hitting the Kingdom Destroyer on a cavalcade of doomed jobbers, this scene is intercut with footage of Lon Chaney in Tod Browning's "London After Midnight" (1927). Rabid reaches the ramp and climbs the turnbuckle, “smelling” the boo's from the crowd before taking off his black trench-coat and shades and waving his hapless opponents on with a cocky smirk on his face.
Freddy Whoa: The gang’s all here and there’s the bell, this one is underway!
The three men circle each other for a few moments, Rabid feinting a takedown or attack here and there when suddenly Udy sprints at Oblivion. Udy is quick to lay into IT with rapid fire kicks. Obi is stumbled and Udy rocks him with a few knees to the stomach that drive the monster back to the corner. Rabid takes a step toward his opponents as Udy stops his attack for a moment and faces the champ. Thinking better of it, Rabid takes a step back and gestures for Udy to go ahead.
Zach Davis: Ever the tactician, Rabid leans against the turnbuckle letting these other two get after it! And Udy is really giving it to Obi!
Udy hits a step up knee to the head of Oblivion followed by a discuss elbow, dazing the big man. Udy pulls him slightly out of the corner and then rolls him quickly into a small package.
Freddy Whoa: ONE!
Zach Davis: NO! Broken up at the last second by John Rabid! Rabid doesn’t have to eat the pin to lose his title and he almost played it a little too loose there!
Sprung into action now, Rabid pulls Udy back up, boots him in the stomach then drives him down with a fameasser. The champ follows it up quickly with an Anaconda Vice.
Freddy Whoa: The Bite! He’s locking it in! He’s got The Bite locked in!
Zach Davis: Not for long! The Monster is back up and has his hands around Rabid’s neck!
Oblivion lifts The Ripper up by his throat and slams him down with a two-handed chokebomb. Obi hoists the champ back up slowly, boots him in the stomach and sets him up for a powerbomb. Obi whips him up onto his shoulders but the champ starts peppering him with right hands at the very top. As Obi is paused by the strikes, Rabid is able to shift his weight and throw down the Monster with a reverse hurricanrana. The champ gets back to his feet but is rushed by Udy who he meets with a backdrop. Udy is quick back to his feet only to be caught with an inverted atomic drop which he follows ups by slipping behind the demonwolf with a waist lock. Oblivion back up now and puts a waist lock on Rabid.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Double german suplex!
Zach Davis: S.T.O.M.P.! Obi with the boots to both his opponents! Obi grabs Udy up off the ground and whis him into the turnbuckle. Quick to follow the DemonWolf in, the monster places the smaller man up on the top.
Freddy Whoa: He’s going to Shatter him!
As Oblivion mounts the second rope, setting up for the top rope brainbuster, Rabid comes flying in with a chopblock to the back of the big man’s knee, sending him back down to the mat. With Udy still sitting on the top rope, dazed, Rabid hits a standing shooting star press onto Oblivion and sticks it for a pin.
Freddy Whoa: NO! Udy out of nowhere with the Fall of Angel! A diving foot stomp to the back of Rabid’s head! Udy with the cover on Rabid!
Zach Davis: NO! A kickout from the champ! At two and a half!
Freddy Whoa: Udy almost had the upset!
Sensing his moment could be here, Udy backs off and is stalking Rabid for his Cursed Stomp. As Rabid starts to rise, Udy gets the foot on the back of his head but--
Freddy Whoa: Oblivion just turned Udy inside out with a lariat! What force from The Monster!
Oblivion is taking a moment to catch his breath as the pace has been breakneck from the start but there’s no rest for the wicked as John Rabid is flying with a running crucifix.
Freddy Whoa: KINGDOM DESTROYER!
Zach Davis: NO! Oblivion managed to stop his momentum! He’s got him stalled in the crucifix position!
Freddy Whoa: Superkick from Udy sends Obi backwards and down with a crucifix from Rabid into a pin!
Zach Davis: Udy breaks it up right away with a boot to his back!
As Rabid flinches and gets to his feet, Udy slaps on an arm trap crossface.
Freddy Whoa: Cursed Crusade! Udy’s got Rabid locked in! Rabid is flailing!
Zach Davis: And fading! He’s going to sleep!
Before he goes gently into that good night, Rabid gets to the turnbuckle, runs up it and breaks the hold with a modified sliced bread #2.
Freddy Whoa: What a reversal from the champ! No! Only to be met with a boot to the gut from Obi and a double arm DDT!
Zach Davis: DIRTNAP! DIRTNAP! He just put the champ to bed! And he throws an exhaused arm over for the cover…
Freddy Whoa: NO! NO! Rabid has his foot on the ropes! Rabid’s foot is on the rope and Oblivion cannot believe it!
Zach Davis: Neither can the crowd! It was deafening in here as they thought we had crowned a new Television Champion!
Freddy Whoa: These three men have beat the hell out of each for that title!
Oblivion picks Rabid up and throws him to the ropes, but Udy is up. As Rabid heads towards Udy he's able to hit him with a Spinning Heel Kick. He rolls out of the ring. Oblivion runs at Rabid next but Rabid is able to catch him.
Zach Davis: KINGDOM DESTROYER!
Rabid quickly pins IT.
The bell sounds.
Freddy Whoa: John Rabid once again retains!
Rabid gets to his feet as he's handed his belt.
Zach Davis: He's held this belt, a belt he must defend every week, since early March. He's approaching a four month reign, and he may just make it all the way to Ultimate Showdown, Freddy!
Freddy Whoa: Time will tell, Zach.
We go to commercial.
Teo Del Sol Segment
As slam comes back from commercial, the camera cuts to a roaring audience, all chanting for the man who sits in the ring.
Seated on a folding chair, a white jacket on his back emblazoned with golden flames ringing a pattern of a luchador’s mask, is Teo del Sol.
He sits with his elbow on his knee, and his chin in his hand, as though deep in thought, and the crowd chants back and forth, alternating between “Referee” and “Title Shot”
Zach Davis: And you can tell exactly what’s on this raucous crowd’s mind, Freddy!
Freddy Whoa: That’s right Zach! Last week, Teo came back to announce his intention to challenge for the world championship in order to see honor restored to the belt. Seth Lerch gave him exactly that opportunity by offering him a spot as guest referee for the main event of Blast! Zach Davis: Or…
Freddy Whoa: Or a #1 contender’s match against a mystery opponent! Teo is stuck between a rock and a hard place, you know he wants to do one or the other!
Zach Davis: and from the looks of things, we’re about to get our answer!
Almost on cue, Teo lifts his head up, picking up a microphone from his lap and looking out at the capacity crowd. He looks deep in meditative thought as he lifts it to his mouth to begin speaking.
Teo del Sol: Last week, I was given a standing ovation by an arena full of screaming people. It was everything that I could have possibly hoped for in a return. The WCF Galaxy has welcomed me with open arms, and for that, before anything else, I would like to say….thank you.
Teo stands up and begins pacing, his tone fairly deliberate.
Teo del Sol: Now they say you should never make deals with devils, but quite frankly I’ve been given an opportunity that anyone in the world would want. Better yet I’ve been given two. I can either stand in that ring and make sure that World Championship ends up around the waist of the man who has earned it….or else I can try to put myself in that ring.
Teo pauses, taking a deep breath and looking out at the crowd.
Teo del Sol: Well…no one ever said that it would be an easy road to the top. Ever since I’ve been working here, I’ve said it week in, and week out. The biggest problem is that everyone’s so focused on that world title that they’re willing to sacrifice everything to get it…
Now, I know everyone here in this arena knows that I’m willing to sacrifice my body, that I’m willing to take any pain necessary for the people watching around the world, that I will walk through hellfire naked if it means putting a smile on your face!
But that’s not the kind of sacrifice I’m talking about. I’m talking about sacrificing honor. Integrity. I’m talking about taking the victory at the cost of your soul. I’m talking about hypocrisy, about selfishness, about arrogance and about thrones of lies. That was always something I was never willing to sacrifice.
The crowd cheers Teo’s assertion, but he holds up his hand as if to quiet them.
Teo del Sol: Now, here I stand, being given the exact same offer that countless before me have had. I can throw off my concerns about the world title, I can let whichever snake has the most venom take it, and then I can cure that wound once and for all when I take that world title for myself!
It’s one of the most tempting prospects of all time.
But to do so, I would have to give up my honor. I would have to give up everything I’ve believed in, would have to shake Seth Lerch’s hand and tell each and every one of you that I care more about getting a title shot for myself than ensuring that you get a world champion you deserve.
Teo’s speech is suddenly cut off as “Master of Puppets” plays throughout the arena, the crowd begins pouring a chorus of boos down as Seth Lerch appears on the ramp, walking towards the ring with a microphone in hand, speaking as he walks.
Seth Lerch: Alright Teo, we’ve heard it all before. You want to make the world into a cute little paradise, where we all get along and pat each other on the back, well go ahead and save it for someone who has time for it, because quite frankly I know you’ve already made your mind up.
Seth steps between the ropes and stands across from the former People’s Champion as he speaks.
Seth Lerch: You can tell us that you’re above all the honor, that you’re above everything, but you said it yourself last week. You want to challenge for the world title. So go ahead and drop this grand illusion that you’re trying to perpetrate on these people. Stop worrying about what they think, and tell them that you’ve decided to take the title shot.
The crowd pours boos down on Seth, and he turns away from Teo to begin angrily berating the crowd.
Seth Lerch: Oh shut your stupid mouths! Each and every one of you knows that people don’t change, they’re not special. They all want the same thing, to be on the top of the mountain, and they will climb over each other to get there.
The crowd now begins throwing drinks, Seth responds by flipping a middle finger out.
Seth Lerch: Like I care, you bought your tickets already. As soon as I turn around, Teo is going to have his arm outstretched, ready to shake my hand and hear who he has to beat to get to that world title.
The crowd suddenly begins cheering, prompting a confused look from Seth. Behind his back, Teo has slowly removed his jacket to reveal a referee’s shirt underneath. Seth turns around and jumps back in momentary shock-
He quickly composes himself however, and begins to lift the microphone.
Seth Lerch: Teo, I-
Almost instantaneously, Teo spins on his heel and whips a foot right up to Seth’s face, stopping only inches from it. Seth freezes in place, but Teo puts his leg back down, raising the microphone.
Teo del Sol: Say one more word to that crowd and you’re going to need a rubber glove to find that microphone.
Seth’s eyebrows lower, but he gets the hint.
Teo del Sol: Seth, you just said exactly what I wanted to hear. People don’t change. A few months ago, Teddy Blaze would have taken you up on your offer. But I said it last week, and I mean it. I am Teo del Sol, and Teo del Sol puts the people above everything else.
Seth looks dumbfounded at the referee shirt, not quite sure what to say.
Teo holds up two fingers like a peace sign and speaks in a very firm manner.
Teo del Sol: Two things. First, I know how these special referee situations go. Someone takes an opportunity to hit me with a chair, then you send in an official who is more willing to look the other way because there are no options. So let me make this perfectly clear. I am going to call the match right down the middle. I am going to ensure that there is no interference, that there is no shenanigans. The winner of the match must win fairly, and he will only win when this hand comes down for a three count.
Seth gives a thoughtful look, but he’s now composed himself and shrugs with a glib nod.
Teo del Sol: Number two. I know that by taking this chance that I’m giving up a world title shot. But there is more than one way to skin a cat. Therefore Seth I am saying to you first what the rest of the world will know. One way or another, I am going to get that world title shot.
The crowd roars its approval.
Teo del Sol: And the next chance comes at Ultimate Showdown! I’m not going to take any easy ways, I am going to earn my way into that match if it kills me!
The crowd explodes as Teo drops the microphone and rolls out of the ring, leaving an exasperated Seth to make his exit as Slam cuts to commercial.
Kyle Kemp/Mikey eXtreme vs Steven Singh/Ethan King
"Better Than You" by Sam Adams begins to play and Kyle Kemp walks out slowly to the top of the stage. He stands with his arms out and soaks in boos from the crowd. He slowly saunters his way down to the ring, taunting the fans. He walks up the steps and gets in the ring with a smile and just leans on one of the turnbuckles, indifferent to anything that anyone is saying to him and waiting for the match to start. The fans hate how he's not responding to them and continue to boo louder.
The lights begin to slowly go off, section by section, until the arena is completely black. "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains blares over the PA system as the lights on the stage begin to slowly flash on and off. Mikey eXtreme steps out onto the stage with his arms held out and his head titled back as he looks to the ceiling. Vidalia and Freakshow flank him as they make their way ringside.
Kyle Steel: Making his way down to the ring being accompanied by Vidalia and Freakshow, hailing from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 225 lbs, Mikey eXtreme!
Mikey ignores the fans trying to reach out to touch him. He throws the kendo stick into the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, crawling to the corner where he sits laughing and rocking back and forth. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at Mikey's opponent(s) as Vidalia whispers some kind of plan into Mikey's ear.
A sample of Battle Without Honor; made famous in Tarantino’s Kill Bill brings the audience immediately to a confused murmur. The lights dim, and then black--out before being replaced it would seem with xenon lights that flicker in a Wintery ice-blue. After twelve to fifteen seconds, the sample crackles, cuts and chops before stopping indefinitely. The pale-blue, blinding lights continue to pulse like a violent strobe at a teenager’s first ecstasy rave; though now they do so to a very different beat. Rising out of nothingness, the bass kicking in from beneath it all - Crystal Castles’ “Untrust Us” plays now at full-volume as three silhouettes are cast on the stage, their outlines easy to identify them as Everest.
Alice Glass of Crystal Castles is cut off by David Sanchez who lifts the microphone to his mouth and begins to speak before Kyle Steel can even get a look in. Singh and King remain stationary behind him; each of them receiving their own barrage of boos from fans around the ramp.
David Sanchez: ...Introducing at a combined weight of six hundred and seventy-five pounds: “The Superstar” Steven Singh, “The Eminent” Ethan King, and yours truly - “The Transcendent” David Sanchez. We are Everest and you all look like ants from up here.
The lighting having been restored as Sanchez began to speak, their equally bemused expressions are visible as they stride with purpose to the ring. That purpose, of course, being to ascend to the pinnacle of The WCF and humble all that stand before them.
Zach Davis: David Sanchez escorting Singh and King here, a week away from his WCF World Title match.
Freddy Whoa: Last week, eXtreme and Kemp were able to best Dion and Teo, surprising everyone with how well they worked together. Can they pull off a similar feat here?
Zach Davis: It's lucky for Everest that they won Trios so that they don't have to defend their belts.
King starts the match for his team, Kemp for his. They circle and tie up.
Freddy Whoa: Ethan King with the advantage, throwing Kemp to the ropes and then taking him down with a Sidewalk Slam.
King goes for the early pin.
Nope, kickout. He lifts Kemp to his feet and hits a Spinning Heel Kick before whipping him into a neutral corner. He runs at Kemp and Clotheslines him into it. Kemp stumbles out and into a Tiltawhirl Backbreaker from King!, who goes for another pin.
And another kickout.
Zach Davis: So far, Everest and Ethan King are firmly in control.
King lifts Kemp up and grapples for a German Suplex, but Kemp is able to elbow him a few times and switch behind him. Kemp executes a German of his own!, folding King like an accordion. He then dives and tags in Mikey eXtreme.
Freddy Whoa: Here comes the King of eXtreme!
As Mikey enters the ring, King rushes him, but Mikey quickly rakes his eyes to keep his advantage. As King turns back towards Mikey, Mikey runs at him and hits a Shining Wizard!
Zach Davis: Mikey keeps it going, he runs to the ropes, Springboards... Leg Drop!
Mikey then transitions quickly into a Single Leg Crab!
Freddy Whoa: No matter what anyone in this match says, they know they can't take the other team lightly.
Steven Singh goes to get into the ring to break it up. As he does, the ref tells him not to - which allows David Sanchez to grab King's arms and pull him towards the ropes. Once he's there, Singh leaves the ref alone, who immediately tells Mikey to break the hold of course. Mikey does, and King rolls out of the ring. Mikey hits the ropes..
Zach Davis: Suicide Dive!
No!, King sidesteps him and Mikey crashes into the guardrail. King rolls back into the ring and tags in Steven Singh.
Sanchez rolls Mikey back in the ring as Singh approaches him. Singh takes time kicking him, picking his shots. He then lifts him up and hits him with a forearm to the head before executing a Snap Suplex. Singh goes for the pin.
Kickout from eXtreme.
Freddy Whoa: Singh takes Mikey back up and throws him to the ropes.
Singh executes an Arm Drag and transitions quickly into an Arm Bar. Mikey fights it and after several moments is able to work his way up, elbowing away from Singh. Singh fights back and throws Mikey to the ropes, as Mikey comes back he hits a Crossbody!, taking Singh down. He then tags Kemp back in!
Zach Davis: Here comes the fresh man!
Kemp hits Singh with a Dropkick as Singh gets to his feet. Singh gets back up and gets another Dropkick. Singh gets back up and takes a swing at Kemp, who ducks it and grapples him, hitting a Belly to Belly Suplex! Kemp goes for the pin!
No!, broken up by King.
Freddy Whoa: Kemp and Mikey have to have eyes in the backs of their heads here. And the sides, I guess, to watch out for Sanchez.
As the ref yells at King to get out of the ring, Sanchez trips up Kemp. Mikey has had enough and runs at him, hitting a Senton off the apron to the outside!
Zach Davis: David Sanchez is neutralized!
Kemp lifts Singh up and into te Stun Gun position!, but Singh adjusts his weight and lands behind Kemp.
Freddy Whoa: He has him hooked - THIEF IN THE NIGHT!
King is positioned on the top as Singh rolls away and tags him in, he immediately flies with an Imploding 450 Splash into the pin!
Mikey goes to break it up but Singh is already in position to stop him!
The bell sounds.
Zach Davis: Everest wins it!
Kemp rolls out of the ring and Singh is able to throw Mikey out. Sanchez rolls into the ring to celebrate with his Trios partners.
Freddy Whoa: It's appropriate that Sanchez is in to celebrate since he was a big part of why Everest was able to win here, with his constant annoyance. If Mikey hadn't of had to take him out he could've been in better position to break up the pin there at the end.
Zach Davis: Ask anyone from Everest and they'll tell you a win is a win, Freddy.
We go to commercial.
Teo Del Sol vs Marty Barrett
With both men in the ring, the bell rings and this match is underway! Teo Del Sol makes his way slowly towards Marty Barrett, and tries to take the early advantage of the match with a big right hand. Marty manages to duck under the big punch before turning and laying into his opponent with some stiff chops across the chest. The fans cheer as the chops echo around the arena. Marty grabs hold of Teo and tries to send him into the opposite corner of the ring, however Teo manages to use his strength and send opponent into the corner.
With Marty in the corner, Teo runs at his opponent looking for a big splash, however Marty manages to dive out of the way before he can connect. The fans cheer as Teo hits the corner of the ring hard and staggers back into a belly to back suplex from Marty, which takes him down to the mat. The Magnificent Bastard begins to lay into his opponent with some stiff stomps and kicks as Teo tries to get up. Teo finally reaches a standing position and lunges forward to try and grab hold of Marty, however Marty ducks away. Marty immediately leaps onto the back of his opponent and tries to lock a sleeper hold! The fans rise to their feet and cheer, Marty soon finds himself on the mat thanks to a roundhouse kick to the back of his head.
Marty rises back up to a standing position and runs at his opponent, but Teo takes him down to the mat with a flying crossbody. The two jump straight back to their feet, but Teo is a bit quicker and jumps onto the ropes. He uses them to slingshot into Marty. With The Bastard down and hurting, Teo bounces into the ring ropes, before returning to the middle of the ring and hitting a Blazing Knee on Marty! The fans cheer for the move as Teo hooks the leg of his opponent to make the cover.
The crowd reacts as Marty slowly starts getting to his feet. Teo tries to keep him down but Marty continues to slowly power to his feet, Marty gets on his knees and hits an elbow to the gut of Teo who loses his grip a little. Then another, Marty breaks free and gets up and runs to the ropes. He comes back but Teo hits a Tornado DDT and Marty falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring! Teo grins and goes out after Marty. Teo picks up Marty and lays him against the barricade and then delivers a stiff right hand, Marty falls back down as Teo picks him back up and heads to the ring steps. Teo goes to whip Marty into the steps but Marty reverses it and Teo goes shoulder first into the ring steps as they go toppling over. The crowd cheers as The Bastard starts to get pumped up. He rolls into the ring to break the referee's count.
Marty comes back out and gets on top of Teo and continuously starts hitting him with rights and lefts. Teo tries to cover his face. Marty then gets off of Teo and picks him up and tosses him back into the ring. Marty then grabs Teo and whips him into the corner. Swift then hits the Magnicent Seven before he hooks the leg for a pin attempt...
Marty stays on the attack after the kickout as he grabs Teo and whips him into the corner, Marty follows in and hits a big splash and then grabs Kris's head and hits a running bull dog! The crowd cheers as Swift goes for another pin....
Teo just gets the shoulder up. Marty then grabs Teo and hits a right hand as Teo stumbles back. Marty then whips Teo back into the ropes. He goes for the Magnificent Seven again but Teo evades and runs to the other side of the ring and comes off the ropes and catches Marty with another huge crossbody!! Both men lay there as the referee checks on them. Marty is holding his chest and he seems to be in pain. Teo starts to move around shaking his head. Teo uses the ropes to pull himself up. He looks at Marty who gets on all fours, Teo charges and connects with another Blazing knee! The crowd goes silent as Marty's head turns awkwardly to the right as he falls to the mat! Teo slowly walks over to Marty and rolls him over and covers him....
Marty gets up, and then stares Teo. The two exchange furious right hands, Teo starts to get the advantage and push Marty into the corner, but Marty blocks his last attempt, and fires back with one of his own, another and another as the crowd cheers them on. Teo ducks Marty’s last right hand and kicks him in the gut, which back him into the corner. Marty has the wind knocked out of him slightly as Teo looks for an advantage. Teo turns Marty around and hits him with more right hands. He then gets in position.
Freddy Whoa: He's going for the Blazing Knee here!
Barrett begins getting to his feet.
Zach Davis: Wait. Dream House is playing. HERE COMES JARED HOLMES!
Teo Del Sol looks towards the entryway as his nemesis should be making his way out; this allows Barrett to roll Teo up from behind!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! What an upset!
The bell sounds.
Zach Davis: The Magnificent Bastard wins it!
Teo rolls out of the ring, realizing that Holmes isn't coming and it was just a distraction. He angrily makes his way up the ramp as Barrett celebrates in the ring.
Andre Aquarius vs Kevin Bishop
U Mad by Vic Mensa hits the arena as a video of a man's shadow bouncing back and forth with his arms to his sides goes along to the sound of blaring brass. As the beat drops, Andre Aquarius emerges on the stage, continuing to hype himself up to a chorus of boos. Blinking lights go along with the beat and Andre makes his way down the entrance ramp, pounding a fist against his chest. He steps through the ropes, surveying his surroundings. He climbs to the top turn buckle, mouthing the words to the song before dropping down and leaning against the ropes as he waits for his opponent this evening, Kevin Bishop.
The lights in the arena go black and a hush falls upon the fans when the tron lights up pure white. “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold blares over head and white strobes beam down on a group of people in black hoods and Plague doctor masks, as the lights beam down on them, the move away to reveal Kevin Bishop holding out his arms taking in the roar of the crowd. He wears his black studded leather vest and his hair drips wet as he shakes his head to the music. Kevin applies his wrist tape as he makes his way down the ramp with the fans reaching out to him. Towards the end of the ramp Kevin runs to the ring and slides in. He stands in the middle of the ring for a second with a grin on his face as he takes in the roaring of the crowd. Finally he lifts his arms and a barrage of sparks rain down onto him and the ring. He makes his way to the far corner and awaits for the bell to ring.
DING DING DING
Zach Davis: This one is underway, been excited for a week!
Andre and Kevin slowly make their way to the middle of the ring when the lights go out.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa?
"Spit Out the Bone" by Metallica hits the PA, purple lights begin swirling and the crowd erupts. Kevin Bishop immediately rushes to the ropes nearest the stage waiting for the King of All Wrestlers to arrive!
Freddy Whoa: Corey Black and Kevin Bishop have gone back and forth on the internet all week, it was recently revealed the next match in Corey’s Retirement Tour is in fact against the former Plague!
A few moments pass and the lights come back up, much to the confusion of everyone in the arena except Andre Aquarius. He rushes in and rolls up Bishop, big handful of tights outside the ref’s view!
Zach Davis: Damn not like this!
The bell rings, and Kevin kicks Andre off him! Andre Aquarius pops to his feet laughing, clearly proud of himself as the ref raises his hand! The crowd is going insane right now!
Zach Davis: That son of a bitch stole one! Was this planned from the get-go?!
Freddy Whoa: Could very well have been, Zach, but it looks like we have a winner tonight! Andre Aquarius!
Kevin Bishop rolls out to the apron, watching Andre celebrate in the ring. Bishop is very obviously getting more and more furious as each second passes. Finally he’s had enough! He leaps up to the top rope and flies inside catching Andre with a crushing Codebreaker!
Freddy Whoa: Whoa! The Black Death! Bishop snapped!
Andre Aquarius’ lifeless body ricochets off the knee and crumples to the mat. But Bishop doesn’t care. He mounts the corpse of Andre and begins unloading forearm strikes that make many women and children in the crowd wince in pain. The ref tackles Bishop off Andre Aquarius, giving Andre just enough time to regain composure and attempt to stand. Bishop launches the ref through the ropes and runs at Andre, leaping over the top rope nearest! Andre is on a knee, Bishop springboards and hits ANOTHER Black Death Codebreaker! This time he hold on to Andre’s head and wraps the legs around in a Triangle Choke, he’s looking to put an end to Andre!
Zach Davis: Come on someone get down here!
Indeed, finally security and more refs rush in and it takes four to five of them to pull Bishop off Aquarius. The deed is done, though, as they yank Kevin out and he stomps his way up the ramp. We go to commercial with medical staff tending to Andre Aquarius.
Jason O'Neal/Dion Necurat/David Sanchez vs Andre Holmes/Jaice Wilds/Sidney J. Warwick
#1 by Nelly hits and Jason O'Neal walks arrogantly walks to the ring.
"Leaving Dionysus" by Leaving Dionysus begins to play throughout the Arena. "The Legion", 20 Centurion guards march down the aisle, lining up 10 on one side and 10 on the other leading down to the ring and stand at attention.
A quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold appears carrying "The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat and makes its way down the aisle as if entering the Roman Colosseum ready to do battle and circles the ring and stops.
As Dion enters the ring, the quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold makes its way back up the aisle and disappears followed by The Legion.
"The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat, standing in the middle of the ring, raising a scepter of Dionysus toward the crowd and starts banging the shaft against a custom made Vibranium/steel alloy Spartan shield calling out his opponent to engage him into a fight to the death.
Dion's fans stand in unison to cheer their warrior as gold coins in Dion Necurat's likeness rains down on him in the center of the ring. He looks out to his fans, who give Dion the thumbs up and gives his opponent the thumbs down, meaning "Death!"
Dion raises both arms holding the scepter and custom made Spartan shield wide out over his head in praise to the crowd and let's out a Gladiator bloodcurdling scream.
The arena falls into a tepid silence as the opening guitar riff to Royal Blood’s “Out of the Black” begins to trickle out of the PA system, starting quiet and building to a thunderous din as the words kick into action. The crowd are perplexed at first until the screen does the legwork in identifying who is coming to the ring by showing highlights from the career of David Sanchez’ various matches..
The song plays on as the audience erupts into a sea of distasteful chants and a rapture of hissing, gesturing and miscellaneous disapproving noises. David Sanchez appears center stage, his eyes unblinking as he soaks in the loathing. Dressed in his simple wrestling gear of purple cage-fighting shorts, taped wrists, Black and purple boots, capped with cut-off, black gloves he appears a much different man than he does behind the curtain. In contrast to his drug-addled antics of promos both past and present, as well as the everyday struggles and politics of being the mayor, this impressive specimen wears only one additional item to approach the ring, a T-shirt he had launched through his wives’ online fashion outlet. The slogan branded on this simple black garment reads “[FEAR] Fuck Empathy” in purple font.
David’s emotionless stare at the crowd turns into a grimace at hearing their hatred towards him, even as he rebuilds their city, he was still always known as the bad guy. He begins a slow pace to the ring. No pyrotechnics are launched, nor do the lights flicker. He believed simplicity was more intimidating than flashing strobes, smoke and fireworks. As he walks he removes the aforementioned T-shirt, an action which draws a slight stirring from the fans closest to the ramp who believe they may be given this item of clothing. Instead, upon acknowledging this optimism, Sanchez simply hangs the T-shirt over the optical lens of the cameraman who had been documenting his walk to the ring, causing a momentary fault in focus which is quickly dealt with as the low hissing turns into a tidal wave of boos by those disheartened by his inability to share.
I’ve got a gun for a mouth,
‘Got a bullet with your name on it.
As the music shifts back to a heavy guitar solo, David Sanchez slides under the bottom ropes and leaps back to his feet, staring down the ring announcer without so much as batting an eyelid at the audience. With this final blatant disregard for showmanship he turns back to the stage, awaiting his opponent whilst stretching out his limbs in a warm-up. He acts as though the arena is empty, as if this was simply a practice run. A slightly troubling smile appears on his previously void of emotion complexion as the music ceases and the crowd’s obvious resentment for his presence surrounds him like a warm blanket of hate.
Zach Davis: These three men will head into Blast to fight Jared Holmes for the WCF World Title. Can they get along here tonight?
A slow but assuring guitar riff broken up in a DJent pattern starts playing with the lights in the arena shutting off to illuminate gray colored images of Andre Holmes on the titantron. "Relentless" by New Years Day suddenly begins with lights flashing, and dancing around highlighting different sections of the arena. He walks out from the back wearing the black hoodie over his head, his ring attire on with the WCF Hardcore Championship hung over his right shoulder. Cheers are increasing like giant waves on the beach to him as he stands on the center stage surveying the crowd with a big smile on his face. Walking down the entrance path, he pauses until hearing the lyrics "Tear Me Down, It Won't Build You Up...." Removing his belt from off his shoulder, he raises the championship in the air while releasing a thundering primal scream. A flash of white, and red colored fireworks emerges behind him in single-line fashion.
Afterwards, the lights return back to normal, and he walks down to the ring keeping the title in his right hand while mingling with some of his fans at ringside. Climbing up onto the apron, he quickly runs to leap onto the middle rope. Taking both straps of the title in each hand, he raises the belt high while a spotlight emerges behind him to cloak him in a silhouette with smoke pushing upwards for that shadow effect. Hopping over the top rope, he lands inside the ring to stay in an unoccupied corner where he removes his hoodie, and tosses it to the outside. There, Andre warms up while his championship hang on the top rope, and he tightens the strap on his MMA Gloves waiting for his opponent to come out.
"Side Of A Bullet" by Nickleback hits the speakers as the Mid-Card Masterpiece enters the arena!! There are cheers and whistles and applause and those dollar store noisemakers!! Jaice makes the most epic geberic entrance you have ever seen, and sonuva bitch, are people excited!! More cheers! More applause! More noisemakers! Jaice hugs people and high fives motherfuckers and gives the fans all the love they give him!! Then he's in the ring and peoplr are STILL going nuts! The ring announcer gets a fist bump! Okay, now for other things!!
"Two Hands" by Ani DiFranco starts to play over the arena's sound system. Sidney J. Warwick enters. There is no pyro. There are no flashing lights. There is not even video playing on the big screen. Sidney walks down the aisle with a mild sneer on his face as he looks at the audience. He wipes his boots on the ring apron before entering through the ropes, then takes of his necktie and carefully folds it before handing it to the ring attendant.
Freddy Whoa: Andre Holmes is kinda the odd man out here, but Sidney J. Warwick and Jaice Wilds will do battle next week at Blast as well.
Andre starts the match for his team by running at Sanchez and taking him down with a Clothesline. He starts laying the boots to him before lifting him to his feet and throwing him to the ropes. As Sanchez comes back, Andre executes an Exploder Suplex!
Zach Davis: Andre isn't really an odd man out - everyone he's facing is going up against Jared Holmes. He has the chance here to soften them up.
Sanchez gets to his feet, woozy, and Holmes runs at him and takes him down with a Clothesline. Sanchez gets back up and Holmes runs at him again, grabbing his head and running to the turnbuckle. He jumps and goes for a Tornado DDT, but Sanchez is able to reverse it into a Northern Lights Suplex!, into the pin!
Kickout by Holmes. Sanchez lifts him up and throws him to the ropes. As he's coming back, Sanchez executes a Tiltawhirl Gutbuster. He follows up by pulling Holmes in and executing a Tiger Suplex! He then tags in Dion Necurat.
Freddy Whoa: Looks like he's inviting Dion to "follow that," so to speak.
Dion comes in and lifts Holmes up into the Death Valley Driver position, going for the Godslayer!
Zach Davis: No!, Andre reverses it and lands behind Dion. He got too cocky in trying to outdo Sanchez right away.
Holmes takes Dion down with a Reverse DDT. He lifts Dion right back up and executes a Brainbuster! Holmes with the pin attempt.
No, another kickout.
Freddy Whoa: All six of these men have a lot on the line here.
Holmes tags in Sidney J. Warwick. He comes in and starts kicking at Dion, focusing on his legs, before locking in a Figure Four Leglock.
Zach Davis: Dion yells out in pain! He's gotta get out of this!
Dion crawls towards the ropes but can't make it. Instead, he tries to turn over to reverse the pressure.
Crowd: DION! DION! DION!
After several attempts, he makes it! SJW yells out in pain now and breaks the hold. Both men get to their feet and SJW goes for a Jumping Knee Strike but Dion sidesteps it and then boots SJW with, well, a Big Boot. SJW hits the ropes and as he comes back Dion executes a Hip Toss. SJW starts to crawl to his feet and Dion runs at him, performing a Shining Wizard. He then runs to the ropes and executes a Lionsault! Into the pin!
Kickout by Warwick!
Freddy Whoa: This is arguably Sidney J. Warwick's highest profile match to date, and he just kicked out of Dion Necurat's Myrmidon!
Dion tags in Jason O'Neal. The Real Deal enters the ring as Sidney rolls away and tags in Jaice Wilds.
Zach Davis: Two fresh men now, we're at square one.
They approach one another and tie up. Jason O'Neal gets Jaice into a headlock, Jaice pushes him off and into the ropes. Jason takes Jaice down with a Shoulder Block as he comes back. O'Neal hits the ropes and goes for an Elbow Drop but Jaice rolls away. He gets back to his feet and O'Neal rushes him, Jaice catches him in a Jumping Russian Legsweep! Knowing O'Neal isn't down yet, Jaice runs to the ropes and executes a Handspring Back Elbow as soon as O'Neal is up. He goes for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: This is Jason O'Neal's return after a lengthy hiatus, he's gotta work off the ring rust before Blast.
Jaice picks O'Neal up and goes to throw him to the ropes again but this time O'Neal reverses it. As Jaice is coming back he goes for The Sensation!, but Jaice ducks the Superkick attempt. Jaice goes for a Pele Kick!, but O'Neal ducks that. O'Neal then connects with The Sensation!
Zach Davis: O'Neal with the pin!
No!, Holmes breaks it up!
Freddy Whoa: Andre Holmes is one of the most unstoppable, unbeatable men in the company. Six man tag or not, he doesn't intend to start losing here.
O'Neal Clotheslines Holmes out as Jaice has rollen out of the ring. SJW knows his lucha rules since he did his research and knows by entering the ring he becomes legal, he sneaks up behind O'Neal and pins him with an O'Connor Roll!
Zach Davis: SJW STEALS IT!
NO!, O'Neal escapes. He stumbles away and Sanchez tags himself in. Sanchez enters the match and SJW runs at him and gets a palm strike right to the solar plexus. He then begins climbing to the top rope.
Freddy Whoa: He's in position for the Crown of Thorns Diving Headbutt!
Before he can hit it, SJW is up and pleading off, yelling about the dangers of concussions and CTE. Sanchez is taken aback and this allows SJW to dive into the ropes and cause him to crotch himself. He tags Holmes back into the match.
Zach Davis: Holmes runs to the corner, jumps up, hits a Superplex!
Holmes goes for the pin.
Broken up by Dion!
Freddy Whoa: This brings Jaice Wild back into the match, and here comes Jason O'Neal to even the odds!
Wilds runs at O'Neal and O'Neal ducks awayand hits him with the Lagniappe outta nowhere! He then measures up Andre Holmes...
Zach Davis: SENSATION!
No!, Holmes ducks it and O'Neal connects with Sanchez instead! Dion turned at just the wrong time and all he sees is O'Neal attacking their mutual teammate. Dion grabs O'Neal and lifts him up, dropping him with a Spinning Death Valley Driver!
Freddy Whoa: Godslayer!
Zach Davis: This has broken down! To put it lightly!
The referee calls for the bell, too many shenanigans.
Freddy Whoa: Looks like he's throwing this one out, and we've got ourselves a good old fashioned draw.
SJW takes his Alpha Championship and gets out of dodge. Andre sees an opening amidst all the chaos and runs at Dion, hitting him with a Yakuza Kick.
Zach Davis: Watch out -
Sanchez is up and takes Holmes down with a Running Yakuza Kick of his own.
Freddy Whoa: MEDUSA'S TOUCH!
O'Neal is up and he spins Sanchez around, ready to hit the Lagniappe, but Sanchez is able to drop to the mat and rolls out.
Zach Davis: One week from tonight, Freddy! Blast! Only one of these men will be able to walk out as the NEW World Champion!
Freddy Whoa: That is, unless Jared Holmes has something to say about it!
O'Neal glares at Sanchez as Dion works his way up, all three men glaring angrily at one another.
Seth Lerch Segment
Master of Puppets hits and Seth Lerch steps onto the stage. He doesn't go to the ring and instead demands his music to be cut. The crowd is booing but Seth is unphased.
Seth Lerch: All night I've been dealing with what everyone else wants. What Gravedigger wants. What Jayson Price wants. What Teo del Sol wants.
Crowd boos more. They begin to chant.
Crowd: BRING BACK TORT! BRING BACK TORT! BRING BACK TORT!"
Seth Lerch: That what you want?
Crowd: BRING BACK TORT! BRING BACK TORT! BRING BACK TORT!
Seth Lerch: I don't hear you, you idiots!
Crowd: BRING BACK TORT! BRING BACK TORT!
Seth Lerch: Blast next week is from Madison Square Garden. We have YUGE Championship matches, and why don't I add the biggest match all of you want to see!
Seth Lerch: You beg for it. You leave emails and voicemails every day! Facebook comments, youtube comments, twittertwitstweets or whatever. You guys want it?
Zach Davis: What the hell is Seth going to do?
Freddy Whoa: He's going to announce a match for Blast?!
Seth Lerch: I SAID DO YOU GUYS WANT IT!?
Seth Lerch: I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU WANT!
The crowd boos heavily.
Freddy Whoa: Damnit. I thought he was building to something here.
Seth Lerch: But you know what? I have a secret. I may not care what you want, fans.... BUT I WANT IT TOO! ITS ON! AT BLAST! MADISON SQUARE GARDEN...
Zach Davis: Is what?! What is it!?
Seth Lerch: SETH LERCH VERSUS TORTURE!
Seth throws down the mic as the crowd goes insane. Master of Puppets hits.
Zach Davis: WHAT!??!?!
Freddy Whoa: WHWHHOOOAAAAAA NELLYYYY NOOO WAY!!!
Zach Davis: ITS HAPPENING?! TORTURE VS SETH LERCH! NEXT WEEK AT BLAST?!
Freddy Whoa: HOLY COVFEFE THIS IS GOING TO BE HUGE!
Zach Davis: I can not believe what we just heard!
Freddy Whoa: Torture! Seth Lerch!
Zach Davis: NEXT WEEK! At Blast! My god what a pay per view!
Oathbreaker vs Jared Holmes
‘Trust me’ echoes from the auditorium speakers. Oath Breaker steps out onto the rampway standing there to soak in the audience reaction. He raises his arm, his sacred tomahawk raised high in a show of defiance against everything.
A flash of crimson light and he disappears from the rampway, only for a similar flash to appear in the ring, from which Oath Breaker emerges. Tendrils of smoke rise from his form as he makes his way to a corner, climbing to the second turnbuckle.
He looks out across the audience, his arm slowly raising extending the end of his tomahawk high. His arms slowly spread wide in a show of majesty with head tilted high in supplication to the elder spirits of his ancestors.
"Dream House" by Deafheaven hits the PA as the lights go dim in the arena. A golden Eye of Horus lights up the jumbotron as "#AllHail6ixGod" appears beneath in gold lettering, the arena lights now flashing a multitude of pinks, yellows, and pastel oranges upon the ramp and stage. A spotlight hits the center of the ramp as song bursts into energy and booing from the crowd reaches a fever pitch. From the curtain steps Jared Holmes dressed in a full-face mirror ball mask topped with a diamond encrusted crown of thorns and long navy wool coat with gold accents.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, from Hollywood, California. Weighing in at two-hundred and fifteen pounds.... "THE SIX GOD" JARED HOLMES!
Jared steps into the spotlight, the mirror ball mask reflecting the light in a dazzling display of colors. His hands slowly raise from his sides into the air as sparks descend from the ceiling. Bringing his arms down swiftly, he continues down the ramp, his eyes concealed behind the mask but undoubtedly on the ring. The posse moves with purpose, and upon reaching the bottom of the ring, Jared ascends the stairs and steps between the ropes. His hand coming to the back of his head, he removes the mask and raises it in the air to a chorus of boos.
Zach Davis: And here we go! Huge match here for Oathbreaker.
Holmes and Oathbreaker tie up.
Freddy Whoa: Important match for Holmes too... He's going into the most difficult Title defense of his reign, he can't afford to get hurt or lose momentum here.
Holmes gets the advantage and throws Oathbreaker to the ropes. Oathbreaker comes back and goes for a Yakuza Kick but Holmes ducks that. Holmes fires off a series of European Uppercuts before kicking him in the gut and DDTing him to the mat. Holmes goes for the pin.
Not yet, kickout.
Zach Davis: The World Champion is firmly in the driver's seat.
Holmes locks Oathbreaker in a Single Leg Boston Crab. Oathbreaker yells out in pain as Holmes cranks on the hold, taunting the fans as he does.
Freddy Whoa: Holmes getting a little cocky here, which isn't surprising for him.
Eventually Oathbreaker is able to squirm to the ropes and grabs the bottom one, forcing the break. Holmes measures Oathbreaker as he gets to his feet and runs at him.
Zach Davis: Hammerhead Blitz!
No, Oathbreaker has it scouted and reverses the forearm attempt by lifting Holmes up and hitting a Body Drop over the top rope!
Freddy Whoa: Now Oathbreaker is gonna fly!
Indeed, he hits a Suicide Dive on Jared Holmes! Oathbreaker is pumping up the crowd now before lifting Holmes up and rolling him back into the ring. Holmes gets up and gets hit with a Dropkick from Oathbreaker, but he doesn't go down. Oathbraker follows up with a kick to the gut, pulls Holmes in and lifts him.
Zach Davis: Crucifix Sitdown Powerbomb! Into the pin!
NO!, kickout from Holmes!
Freddy Whoa: You've gotta believe that if Oathbreaker gets the win here, he'd have to be the number one contender after Blast!
As Holmes stumbles up again Oathbreaker runs to the ropes and executes a Springboard Lariat.
Zach Davis: Spirits Rising!
NO!, Holmes catches him, lifting him up into the Electric Chair position, then drops him into a punt kick to the genitals!
Freddy Whoa: Babymaker! Goddamnit, Holmes, you jerk.
The ref admonishes Holmes and threatens to DQ him but Jared Holmes barely cares. Instead he goes for the pin, which the ref begrudgingly counts.
No!, Oathbreakers fights through the main and gets the shoulder up!
Zach Davis: Not every day you get a one on one match with the World Champion, Oathbreaker doesn't want to lose like that.
Holmes picks Oathbreaker up but Oathbreaker starts fighting back again. Holmes blocks a punch and throws Oathbreaker to the ropes. No, Oathbreaker reverses that and sends Holmes in instead. Holmes Springboards.
Freddy Whoa: Springboard Moonsault Reverse DDT!
Oathbreaker stumbles up.... just to get hit with the Superkick to the gut Holmes calls the Cliche Kick. Holmes pulls him in.
Zach Davis: DOLPHIN DRIVER!
Holmes pins Oathbreaker, hooking the leg.
The bell sounds.
Freddy Whoa: And there you have it! Jared Holmes picks up the win!
Holmes gets to his feet as Oathbreaker rolls out. He is handed his World Title, which he holds up into the air proudly before climbing a turnbuckle and talking trash into the camera.
Zach Davis: One week from today, Jared Holmes faces three other men - Dion Necurat, David Sanchez, and former Champion, Jason O'Neal! He seems confident - but can he escape with the belt!?
Freddy Whoa: It's gonna be a Blast!
Slam fades to black.