Saturday Slam Intro
Damien Ecks Promo
TV Title: Damien Ecks vs Matthew Steele
Epic and Slasher vs Monster Squad
Madd Dogg Promo
Creeping Death vs Brad Aikman
Cyrus Promo
Junkyard Justice vs JR
Scavenger of Sorrow vs Jam
Logan Promo
Logan and Wreck vs Priest and Bishop
Gravedigger and DAW vs Hellz Angel and Kaos
Lords of Destruction hits and the crowd erupts as WCF is on the air! We go around the arena and see signs such as "Go Back To The Junkyard, J.J.", "Logan: SHUT UP!", "Gravedigger can dig me any day", and "Priest Molested My Son". We go to the announcer's booth.
Zach Davis: We regret to inform you that the television feed for most of the night has been out, so you haven't seen any of the action going on.
Shannan Lerch: And a lot of action it was!
Zach Davis: We still have our main event coming up, but before that, we're going to go backstage with Kyle Steel for a recap of tonights events.
Kyle Steel: We started Blast off with a great match between our Television Champion and Damien Ecks. But before we did that, we had a word from Ecks himself.
The scene opens up to ecks walking out of a black car, the driver shuts the door and hand "X" his jacket.
Driver: Here you are Mr Ecks
Ecks looks at the driver with a cold stare and the driver knods his head and says........
Driver: 30 mins, yes sir
Without any emotion and his soul peircing stare he walks dow toward then Hank Brown walks up and asks him about his match and his affiliation with Mace and Jax. He stares at Hank and he backs off and little.
X: I dont find reason to talk much, I never really have really, my silence is often misunderstood, but it does not go without reason. Mace and Jax are childhood friends , that s is all the iformation you nned to know at this point.
Hank Brown: what about your title match, it is your first match ever in your career, what do you tink your chances of winning a title in your debut.
X: My thoughts are of my own and tat is how they will stay. I do not wish to share them with the world, yet i will explain and teach a fact of life. I do not believe in chance, see you impose that my "chances" are not very good for my lack of ring time. Let me tell you about chance. Chance leads to faith. Fait turns to luck, that luck turns into hope, hope to need, then when you need you become desperate. Desperation leads to mistakes. You might want to ask my opponents what they feel their "chances" are.
Hank Brown: Whoa, thats deep. what role are you playing in the WCF along side Mace and Jax?
X looks at Hank with a emotionless dead stare and he backs off more then before
X: Do you not listen, and if you are worried about your well being , DONT. Do i owe the WcF or the world and explination of every move i make. You want one Ill give you one. The people of the WcF see in only twop spectrums. The good spectrum meaning you are a face, and the bad meaning you are a heel, what this establishment is the spectrum between the two. One has a reason to be who they are, either an experience or occurance has caused them to act in certain ways. Good and Basd are roles the 3 of us do not choose to play. What this federation will see is the Grey area between the good and the bad. No more wil be said after that.
Hank Brown: The grey area between the good and the bad interesting
Hank looks down to think about that statement and as he looks up "X" is gone.
Kyle Steel: As for the match, Ecks put up a good fight, and we saw many nearfalls, but Steele once again showed his determination and ended up pinning the man with the Steele Driver. He also hit the Facelift earlier in the match. Good showing by both men.
Kyle Steel: Epic and Slasher worked well individually against the Monster Squad, but Monster Squad used their tag team knowledge to get the advantage over the team on a few occasions. In the end, Epic and Slasher ended up beating the Squad, when Epic pinned The Creeper.
A reporter is running out to the parking area.
Hank Brown: I’ve just gotten word that something’s happening in the parking lot. Someone has arrived.
As the camera gets into the lot, a beat up Chevy Celebrity can be seen, with a sun visor depicting a rabid bulldog spread across the inside of the windshield.
Hank Brown: Oh, my God. Does this mean. Ladies and Gentlemen, Madd Dogg has finally arrived.
Dogg gets out from inside his car.
Hank Brown: (running up to him) Mr. Madd Dogg, can I have a word with you?
Madd Dogg: Everyone will hear me at the same time.
Hank Brown: But the people want some questions answered. Hell, this’ll make my career. Do you know how hard we’ve tried to get a hold of you?
Dogg has been walking past, he turns around.
Madd Dogg: I’ll give you an exclusive after I win the Hardcore Title.
Hank Brown: Don’t you mean if.
Madd Dogg: No, it was never an IF. It was always WHEN.
With that he turns around and walks into the stadium.
Zach Davis: He should be here in a matter of seconds...
The arena goes dark.
DMX- It is dark and hell is hot.
The stage explodes. As DMX- Ain’t No sunshine comes across the speakers.
Shannan Lerch: Holy crap! What in the hell is this?
A low level dim red light reveals a man clad in black with a flowing trench coat. From right to left on the stage, fountains of golden sparks erupt, covering the figure in dying embers. His arms cross in an X in front of him and rise above his head as the stage explodes again.
Shannan Lerch: this guy is fucking crazy.
Zach Davis: Watch your mouth. But I think that we’re getting a treat tonight folks. Our first real look at our new superstar Madd Dogg.
The lights come back up as the man makes his way to the ring. His outfit, mask and coat are all ornately decorated with tan, brown and gold designs. Quickly he slides into the ring.
Zach Davis: He’s calling for a mic.
There’s a mixed reaction from the crowd. Some cheers, some boos. A fan has even painted a sign. “XWA to NAWF to WEW to XGWO to WCF. Sooner or later we all feel the bite.
Madd Dogg: So you finally get to see the Dogg. You’ve heard about me for weeks. Seth has been trying to track me down for almost as long. So, here I am.
Again, the mixture of reaction.
Madd Dogg: You know, I’ve heard a lot of names tossed around since I’ve been around. Names like Gravedigger. Names like T.O.T. Names like Dark Arts Wizard. Names like Creeping Death, Matthew Steele, Priest. Names like Junkyard justice. But there’s one name I haven’t heard, the most important name that this fed will ever hear. That name is Madd Dogg.
Shannan Lerch: Damn cocky lil bastard if you ask me.
Zach Davis: I’ve seen him in XGWO, and I can tell you, he’s not all talk.
Madd Dogg: You see, I’m different from everyone else here, and everyone else in every fed I’ve been in. You probably figured that from my ads. I am that rare breed that only comes along once in a lifetime. All of you will look back at this moment and tell your grandchildren that you were there the night that Madd Dogg first spoke to the WCF. You can say you were there the night a legend first appeared.
In the WEW, I became Undisputed Champion within two weeks. NAWF, I owned it in just a few short months. Got bored with winning and defending all the belts so I decided to run the fed. XGWO I am the reason the fed is open. But this isn’t XGWO. This isn’t WEW or NAWF, or XCW, or ABC. This is the WCF. And as far as any of you know, I have to prove myself. And I will. In just one week, at blast, I will go from nobody to Hardcore champion. Despite what he says, Cyrus doesn’t have a prayer. I know everything there is to know about him, that he’s a crappy driver. That he sounds half retarded when he talks about me. And he doesn’t know a damn thing about me. Well, I’ll make it simple. All you have to know is that, in seven days, I’m the man who’s going to take your title. You’re going to give me everything you’ve got, you’re world is going to come crashing down around you, you’ll hear 1, 2, 3, and then see your title get passed to me. You just barely held your own against a rookie and you think you can beat me?
Cyrus music hits, and he walks out.
Cyrus: You know, you talk a lot of bullshit for a man who doesn’t have the balls to do anything but attack me from behind. You watch every move I make huh? You know what that makes you? A legend? No. Someone to be feared? Hardly. A natural disaster? Give me a break. It makes you common. It makes you an average garden-variety stalker. It makes you a pussy.
Shannan Lerch: Damn, this is getting good.
Cyrus: You’re too fucking scared to do anything but wait til my guard is down and then hit me from behind. You don’t have the balls to take me on head to head. And you certainly aren’t going to become anything at Blast except another victim.
Madd Dogg: I don’t have the balls? You don’t understand, little man, you see…
Cyrus: All I see is a coward who has a lot of flashy talk and nothing else. You know what I say, I say next Saturday isn’t soon enough, I say Blast is too far away. Let’s go tonight!
He runs into the ring and the two men begin exchanging right hands as the refs run down. At first a ref pulls him back, but Cyrus is not to be denied as he again goes after Dogg. They again exchange right hands until the refs break them up and force Cyrus out of the ring. As they hold Cyrus back, Dogg grabs the mic again.
Madd Dogg: At Blast Cyrus, you can come by yourself, you can bring a friend, hell, bring the whole TOT. It can be one on one, two on one. Better call 911 cause you’re gonna need all the help you can get. I’m going to make you the man you always knew you could be alright. But that man still isn’t enough to beat me. I will make you a nobody. A normal wrestler, and I will take your place. How is it going to feel when you give your all and I still stand there. I’m a tornado, Cyrus. A tornado isn’t good or bad, it simply is. It is pure destruction. That’s what you face at blast. Not a man, not a stalker, but pure, unbridled destruction. You might be able to delay it, you can bring your whole little group, but come Blast, you will, you will, you will, you will, you will you will you will, good god almighty you WILL FEEL MY BITE!!!!
Ain’t No Sunshine hits as he throws the mic down and walks out, Cyrus screaming after him.
Kyle Steel: Creeping Death used his usual high flying moves against Aikman, who was again looking good tonight. Aikman had control of the match most of the time, with C.D. acting pretty lazy. C.D. ended up pulling out the win right at the end, somehow, continuing his undefeated streak and getting ready for his TV Title match against Steele coming up at Blast!
The scene opens up in the T.O.T. dressing room.
Wreck: Don’t worry bout it Cyrus, don’t nobody take that title from you.
Logan: Right man, there’s not a man alive who can beat one of us in the ring, let alone all of us.
Wreck: He must be stupid to bait you like that. You’re gonna kill him.
Cyrus: That’s right, mess with one of us, you mess with us all. You did good tonight Madd Dogg. You just signed your own death warrant. Don’t worry. We will call 911, cause you’re gonna need a hearse after our match. I’ll show you what being Hardcore means. The TOT is a virus. And you’re about to be infected. And Dogg, this sickness is terminal.
The scene fades out.
Kyle Steel: A VERY hard fought match for both men, and both gave it their all. A wide variety of moves and arsenal from the combatants, and many nearfalls, as both Junkyard Justice and JR could have had the match won any second. Eventually the ref gets accidently knocked out, and Junkyard is able to capitalize by hitting JR several times with a chair. As the ref recovers J.J. throws the chair out of the ring, and makes the pin, winning his comeback match.
Kyle Steel: After we thought we had seen the most brutal match of the night, this proved us wrong. Both Scavenger and Jam used every trick they could in this First Blood Dog Collar match, and each man had his share of turns being choked and pulled by the collar. In fact, let's see a replay of some of that match!
Jam picks up Scavenger over his head and slams him down onto the mat. He wraps the chair around his fist and starts punching at Scavenger's forehead. Suddenly Hellz Angel runs down the ramp. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and hits Jam from behind with an Angel of Death. Hellz Angel helps Scavenger up and starts stomping on Jam. Scavenger wraps the chain around Jam's neck and pushes him onto the ropes. Jam's arms and head are on the outside of the ring and Scavenger is stomping on his back. Hellz Angel looks down at the ramp and sees Steel running down to the ring. Hellz Angel walks away from Jam and jumps through the ropes and nails Steel with a spear. Both men get up and start exchanging punches. Out of nowhere, from the back of the audience, a man in a black mask jumps over the railing with a chair, runs up to Jam, who's on the 2nd rope, and hits him in the head with the chair. Jam puts his hands on his head as Scavenger tells the ref to check if he's bleeding. As Steel and Hellz Angel exchange punches, Steel overpowers and takes teh advantage. He picks Hellz Angel up by his neck but the masked man comes from the back and hits Steel. Steel drops Hellz Angel. Hellz Angel kicks Steel in the gut, and sets him up for a Hellz Face. The masked man sees Mace and Jax running down the ramp, drops the chair and escapes through the crowd. Hellz Angel hits the Hellz Face, gets up and is closelined by Jax with a magnificent force. And the ref finally sees that Jam is bleeding, and calls for the bell. Security finally gets into the ring and seperates all the men.
The scene opens up inside Seth's locker room. Logan and Seth appear to be arguing about something.
Logan: Come on man let me wrestle!
Seth Lerch: No! Your suspended till Blast!
Logan: Yeah, alright man.
Seth Lerch: Go watch I Love Lucy!
Logan: I WILL!
Seth Lerch: OKAY!
Logan: OKAY!
Logan slams the door shut walking out to the hall way. Logan notices Wreck walk around the corner spotting him.
Wreck: Hey man. You ready for the match?
Logan: .... Wreck.
Logan looks down.
Logan: I can't..
Logan's head pops up as his eyes turn wide with an idea sparking inside his head.
Logan: I got an idea.
Logan grabs a chair and folds it out leaning it against the door knob of Seth's office.
Logan: Ha! He can't stop me now. Come on Wreck, let's go own that ass Treachery style.
Logan pats Wreck on the back as they head down the hall way on their way to the ring.
