Blast! Intro
Ellis/Ace/JJ Biggs/Larry XTreme vs The Team of Treachery
Kurtis Victory vs Victor "Outcast" Taylor
Creeping Death vs Frost
Ownership of WCF: Logan vs Davey Ortega
World Title: Bobby Cairo vs Reckless Jack

WCF Blast! Intro

Worldwide Suicide by Pearl Jam hits! The crowd roars as WCF's March pay per view, Blast!, is on the air. We scan the arena, getting a look at their various signs and the like, before going to our three man PPV announce team.

Zach Davis: I'm Zach Davis.

Shannan Lerch: I'm Shannan Lerch.

Luscious Davis: And dag yo! I'm Luscioussss Davis!

Zach Davis: Sigh. Well! Welcome fans, to Blast! We have one of our most exciting cards ever tonight, let me tell you.

Shannan Lerch: No, let ME tell you. Our main event features Bobby Cairo getting a World Title shot against Reckless Jack. Obviously Logan should be getting the shot, but oh well.

Luscious Jackson: Shut yo mouth!

Zach Davis: Really though, Bobby Cairo has proven so far that he's a legitimate Title contender. He went through a tournament, beating two of the biggest names we have. We've seen him training and working hard to get this far, and tonight, we will find out if he has what it takes.

Shannan Lerch: Reckless Jack has been disrespectful to WCF, to the World Title, and most importantly, to the Team of Treachery this whole time! I gotta be honest, I hope Cairo can pull out the win here.

Luscious Jackson: He's a cool cat and all, I guess we'll see later tonight.

Zach Davis: Speaking of the Team of Treachery.. Logan has the opportunity to win control back for Seth Lerch and the ToT tonight, if he can beat Davey Ortega.

Luscious Jackson: Dis is a situation Logan ain't used to. He's used to having the upper hand, havin the owner on his side. Not now. Davey Ortega is the owner, and the odds are against Logan tonight.

Shannan Lerch: Nonsense! By the end of the night, Seth Lerch will be the owner. I guarentee it.

Luscious Jackson: How much you wanna bet?

Shannan Lerch: Luscious, if Seth doesn't own WCF after tonight, I'll meet you in your hotel room after the show and give you the time of your life.

Luscious Jackson: Goddamn woman!

Zach Davis: Er.. sorry to interrupt, but we also have Creeping Death fighting Frost tonight.

Shannan Lerch: This is a fight that is based on pure hatred. Frost and Kristen Volz, Creeping Death's ex girlfriend, say that Creeps stole Frost's identity.

Luscious Jackson: Speakin' of which, Shannan, Kristen gave me a great night the other night, so you best be able to live up to expectations!

Shannan Lerch: ..err..

Zach Davis: We have the in ring return tonight of pretty much the most controversial wrestler we have ever seen. Kurtis Victory. We've seen him attempt murder, and hell, who knows, he probably IS a murderer. He's back, though, and he's facing Victor Taylor.

Shannan Lerch: Even I have to side with Outcast on this one. I hope Victory gets what's coming to him.

Luscious Jackson: But dawgs, the big story here, you think Torture is gonna show up?

Zach Davis: I hope not, Luscious. For his sake. I don't know what Victory would do...

Shannan Lerch: Well! In our opening match, we have the Team of Treachery going against some new guys.

Zach Davis: Yeah, and those new guys just happen to be Ace, JJ Biggs, Larry XTreme, and a new GIRL, Ellis.

Luscious Jackson: I saw her last week. She was creepy as all hell. I'd still hit it.

Shannan Lerch: She's going to kill you.

Zach Davis: It's time for that matchup, though, so let's go to the ring!

Tommy Havock/Wreck/Rick Mad/Rage vs Ellis/Ace/JJ Biggs/Larry XTreme

Master of Puppets by Metallica blasts over the speakers, and the crowd instanty boos.

Luscious Jackson: Here comes the ToT, yo!

Tommy Havock, Wreck, Rick Mad, and Rage all step out from the back. They walk to the ring as a unified force, and roll in. Each man climbs up one turnbuckle, and Havock raises the Television Title into the air. The crowd boos, each side of the arena focusing on one man. Mad and Rage snicker.

Zach Davis: They do have a slight advantage, as they're a unified team. These new guys aren't.

Shannan Lerch: SLIGHT advantage? First of all, they're the ToT! Secondly, they have the TV Champ. And thirdly, three fourths of their opponents are just debuting! This will be a cakewalk.

Delirium Trigger by Coheed and Cambria hits. The lights in the arena go dim, then red, bathing everything in a dark red, with slight interference... a water-like effect, as if thin black clouds were covering the red sky and casting fast-moving shadows. Ellis appears shortly after, the second the vocals kick in (about 35 seconds in) and slowly makes her way to the ring. The second she steps inside the ring, the lights go back to normal.

Luscious Jackson: I don't think it's fair for the men to have to team with this ho.

Shannan Lerch: I will cut you.

Bits of Skin by Gotham Road hits. The lights turn off as a single spotlight shines on the stage about a minute in Ace appears. He stops at the top of the ramp and looks out at the crowd with distain and then points to himself proclaiming himself to be the highest card in the deck and that he can't be out drawn. He then slides under the bottom rope and climbs the nearest turnbuckle, pointing to himself and saying he can't be out drawn again. He then jumps down and slumps down and sits in the corner.

"Voices" by Disturbed hits the PA System. The curtain brushes open and out steps JJ Biggs followed by Jake Hudson. JJ walks down the ramp at a steady pace with Hudson by his side. Both men climb up onto the ring apron and enter the ring. They walk over to a corner and talk the match over as JJ waits.

Shannan Lerch: These jobbers shouldn't even be getting entrances.

"Click, Click, Boom" by Saliva hits the PA system and Larry Xtreme runs out onto the ramp and runs up and down the entrence ramp and stops and looks at the ring and slides in and goes and jumps on the turnbuckle and does a backflip off it and is energized.

Zach Davis: They should call him Larry ADD from the looks of it. Anyway though, this is a single elimination matchup. Let's go.

Wreck starts the match for the ToT team, and Ace starts for his. The two approach each other and tie up. Ace breaks it and hits several forearms to Wreck's head, followed by several european uppercuts. He then executes a Snap Suplex DDT and floats over, pinning. One, two, Wreck gets the shoulder up.

Luscious Jackson: Ain't gonna be THAT easy.

Ace picks him up and puts him in a headlock, going over and tagging in Biggs. Biggs gets into the ring and knees Wreck right in the head before placing his head between his legs. He picks him up and executes a huge Crucifix Powerbomb!

Shannan Lerch: What a show of power! Come on, Wreck.

Biggs goes for the pin, but Havock is into the ring and break sit up. Havock throws Biggs to the ropes and catches him in a huge Belly to Belly Suplex before going back onto the apron. Both Wreck and Biggs are lying on the mat now, and both dive to tag someone in. Wreck gets Rage, Biggs gets Ellis.

Zach Davis: The key to this match really is a lot of quick tags, and the new guys seem to be doing a good job with that.

Rage smirks at Ellis and runs towards her. She catches him right with a Standing Dropkick. Both are to their feet, and Ellis then grabs him and executes a Hangman's Neckbreaker. She quickly pins him. One, two, no Rage manages to get his shoulder up. He quickly rolls out of the ring, disoriented, wondering how a young girl could upstage him. Rick Mad tries to capitalize by going for a Springboard Bodypress, but Ellis notices and catches him with a Dropkick right to the midsection! Mad rolls out of the ring next.

Luscious Jackson: Come ON, men!

Havock is in the ring now. He seems to be taking her more seriously than the last two, and they go toe to toe. Havock is obviously much bigger. He pushes her.. but she pushes right back. The two are soon brawling, and somehow Ellis is holding her own. Wreck gets into the ring now, and as he does, so does Ace. Rage has rolled back in, and Biggs gets involved now too.

Shannan Lerch: Three wrestlers from each team are going at it now! This is insanity, the ref needs to get control.

Ellis Clotheslines Havock over the top rope, and both go spilling to the outside. Ace and Rage are going at it. Ace catches him and hits a Double Underhook Flip Piledriver!!

Zach Davis: He calls that the Acerbic!

Rage rolls out of the ring, and Rick Mad is back now. He runs at Ace, but Ace catches him and throws him over the top rope. Ace then backs up and hits a Suicide Plancha outside the ring onto both men!

Luscious Jackson: Dag yo! Sweet move.

This leaves Biggs and Wreck in the ring. Biggs lifts him up in a Suplex position.. and hits a Brainbuster DDT!

Shannan Lerch: And.. what's going on!? That's the Biggs Impact..

JJ Biggs pins Wreck!




Shannan Lerch: The Team of Treachery has lost?! To new guys!? NOOOO!

Zach Davis: YES! Ellis, Biggs, Ace, and that Larry guy I guess have won!

Biggs rolls out of the ring and heads to the back, a smile on his face. The Team of Treachery members are in the ring, pissed off as all hell. Ace heads up the ramp as well, as does Larry XTreme. Ellis does as well, never taking her eyes off Havock.

Luscious Jackson: Well, at least- WAIT what's this?

A man has come out from the crowd and attacking Ellis. He makes brief eye contact with Ace, but neither man shows any emotion towards the other, and Ace continues to the back. The man DDTs Ellis to the ground, hitting her head on the hard ramp. He then stomps away at her.

Shannan Lerch: That's... That's Jack of Blades!

Zach Davis: He was saying how he was going to make an impact on this PPV, and well, he's said some negative things about Ellis, but this isn't right!

After he's done with the beatdown, he raises his arms in the air to a chorus of boos. He simply walks back up the ramp, apparently happy with the impact he has made.

Luscious Jackson: Well.. damn. Let's just get to the next match-

And in the ring, the ToT members are arguing with Wreck, blaming the loss on him. And in an instant, all three men are beating him down.

Shannan Lerch: Good. Wreck deserves it. He's been a weak link in the ToT from the start.

Zach Davis: Goddamn, this is a clusterfuck if I ever saw one.

Rick rolls out and grabs a chair. Rage picks Wreck up, and Mad stands behind him. Havock jumps back and then hits the Havock Wrecker on Wreck, and right as he does so Rick SMASHES Wreck in the back of the head with a chair. Wreck slumps to the ground, lifeless.

Luscious Jackson: Good lord.

Shannan Lerch: Concussionville, population: Wreck.

Satisfied with their work, the Team of Treachery rolls out of the ring and heads to the back.

Zach Davis: They may have lost the match, but they've trimmed the fat a little bit.

Shannan Lerch: And once it comes to Ortega vs Logan, Seth will be back in control anyway. I can't wait.

Kurtis Victory vs Victor "Outcast" Taylor

God of Thunder hits as the arena gord dark. red strobes flash all around the arena as the words ''Hate, Lost, Pain'' flash on the jumbotron. When the lights come back on Victor Taylor is standing on the ramp gazeing at the ring. He glances to the fans at the right and left of him. He slowly walks down the ramp and to the ring. He climbs in the ring and goes to the center, he looks down at the ring and slowly raises his hand up, opening it.

Zach Davis: There's Outcast, hopefully the man to put Kurtis Victory in his place.

Kurtis Victory comes out to Fort Minor's Remember The Name. He walks down the ramp and into the ring. The crowd boos so loud, it's hard to even hear anything. He steps into the ring, and is ready to wrestle. Looking over his shoulder the whole time.

Luscious Jackson: Even I gotta hate this man.

The ref asks for the bell as it sounds. The crowd buzzes and then begins to cheer.


TORTURE slides into the ring and tackles Kurtis Victory! The bell rings again, and this match has been thrown out. Outcast shrugs and rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp, as Torture and Kurtis go at each other with millions of punches. The Tort picks up KV and throws him to the ropes and hits a mean back body drop into the corner turnbuckles!

Zach Davis: Kurtis Victory is getting what he deserves!

The ref grabs Torture, but he attacks with a right hand sending the ref to the ground. Three more refs come from the back.

Luscious Jackson: Seriously. Someone gotta open a "ref training school" to train them not to be pussies.

Torture picks up Kurtis and punches him into the corner. Rights, lefts, rights, lefts and more lefts with more rights. The refs grab Torture. He throws them off of him. Punching one in the face, and throwing one out of the ring. Torture DDT's Kurtis Victory out of the corner to the mat. WCF Staff members and officials come from the back and enter the ring. About ten people. Torture slides out of the ring and runs through the crowd. Disappearing.

Shannan Lerch: The fans love Torture! And Victory deserves that assault!

Davey Ortega has come out, and he is standing on top of the ramp with a microphone.


He looks around at the carnage in the ring.


Ortegas music hits as he leaves the ramp area. The staff members help Kurtis Victory, although it doesn't look like they really want to, thinking he's an asshole.

Creeping Death vs Frost

Zach Davis: And now, a match based on hate. Period.

Shannan Lerch: Creeping Death was once known as Frost, but now he has to fight the man. And a man that is quite possibly even more sadistic than he is.

The lights slowly fade to dark blue. Bells toll as the screen shows shots of a big wooden cross wrapped in barbed wire in the middle of a snowstorm. While the cross is shown ... "200 Years" begins to play. Just before the song kicks in, snow cascades down from the heavens, in a wall along the stage. About ten seconds into it, when it kicks up, Frost emerges from the back with Kristen Volz on his arm. The two slowly walk down to the ring, and climb in. Frost jumps up to the middle rope while Kristen does Creeping Death's crucifix arms out pose. Frost does the same on the middle rope.

Luscious Jackson: Shades of Glacier!

Zach Davis: Don't say that. He'll kill you.

The lights slowly fade to black. Bells toll as the screen shows shots of a big wooden cross wrapped in barbed wire in the middle of a thunderstorm. While the cross is shown ... "Raining Blood" begins to play. The opening, anyways. Giving sound to the storm on the Jumbotron, as that changes from normal rain to blood rain. On each drum hit, the arena lights up red, giving the effect of red lightning. Just before the song kicks in, actual red blood rain cascades down from the heavens, in a wall along the stage. When it kicks into high gear, around the 33 second mark, the lights come on just a tad, giving light to the dark. Standing infront of the wall of blood is Creeping Death, arms stretched out in a crucifix fashion. CD stands there for a second, taking in the crowd's reaction. Then he slowly makes his way down the ramp, looking out into the audience.

Shannan Lerch: And heeerreee's Creeping Death, a man I am not very fond of.

As CD reaches the ring, Frost hits him with a baseball slide dropkick as he enters.

Luscious Jackson: Of course. Creeps should have been prepared for that.

Kristen, on the outside, grabs a chair, and whacks CD in the back with it. Kristen holds the chair in CD's face, and Frost comes over the top rope placing both feet into the chair and Creeping Death! Kristen reaches into her pocket and pulls out a pair of handcuffs.

Zach Davis: UGH! This is out of control already. The match hasn't even started yet!

Frost grabs CD's arms, and hooks him in a Tiger Suplex. Kristen cuffs Creeping Death's hands together before Frost takes him back in the suplex. Frost grabs CD by the back of the head, and leads him up the ramp, Kristen following.

Shannan Lerch: Where... where are they going?

Luscious Jackson: I got a feelin' this match ain't happenin' tonight.

Into the backstage area, Frost bounces CD's head off the wall. CD crumbles to the floor. Frost drags him by the foot into a room. As they enter, their breath can be seen.

Zach Davis: It's obviously freezing in there. Frost is like he's straight out of Batman.

Shannan Lerch: Except he's not Arnold Schwarzeneggar.

Luscious Jackson: ..Or is he?


Kristen slides a big ice block over to Frost and CD. Frost places CD's head on the block looking up. Kristen slides over another, and Frost helps her hold it up.

Shannan Lerch: Good God.

Kristen and Frost hold this big block of ice over their heads, and with one move, slam it down on Creeping Death's head. CD's legs kick up, and then go limp.

Luscious Jackson: He.. he could be dead.

Frost and Kristen leave the room as trainers come rushing in. Creeping Death is bleeding from the nose and mouth. A lot. And he's not moving. Medics come in and place a neck brace on him, also remove the handcuffs. They place CD on a stretcher and wheel him out of the room, and down the hall. They load him up into an ambulance as we cut back to the announcers.

For the Ownership of WCF
Logan vs Davey Ortega

Shannan Lerch: And now it is time for my favorite matchup of the night.

Luscious Jackson: Cuz Seth STILL ain't gonna have control? Remember our bet, bitch!

Zach Davis: Can.. can you talk to her like that?

Luscious Jackson: Sure I can! She's gonna be my BITCH!

Shannan Lerch: No way.

The lights dim in the arena, blue pryos shoot down the ramp, and a drum beat rolls into the PA speakers. Metallica's "The Struggle Within" blasts out into the speakers, and Logan steps out from behind the black curtain which a cocky look on his face walking down to the ring. Seth Lerch steps out behind him. On the way, Logan spits at the fans every now and then, telling them to shut up or whatnot. Once by the ring Logan climbs the steps, stepping into the ring through the middles ropes and climbing the turnbuckle to throw both arms into the air for a booing crowd. Logan hops off the turnbuckle pacing around the ring until his music cuts.

Shannan Lerch: There's the former World Champion and WCF icon, Logan.

Zach Davis: And here comes the owner, Davey Ortega!

The Hand That Feeds hits as Davey Ortega walks out. He simply ignores the fans as he raises his arms, waving at the crowd. He casually walks down the ramp with a smile and climbs into the ring. When he is in the ring he climbs the turnbuckle and waves again.

Luscious Jackson: That man is gonna win me a night with Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: SHUT UP!

Seth Lerch joins the announce team.

Seth Lerch: Hey guys, hey very respectable sister. Make any interesting bets lately?

Shannan Lerch: Erm ... no ....

Logan and Ortega face each other in the ring, hatred in their eyes. The bell rings. They approach each other, cautiously, neither wanting to make the first mistake. Logan puts his hands up, calling for a test of strength. Ortega shakes his head and kicks him right in the gut.

Zach Davis: Ortega is too smart to trust Logan. Does ANYONE do clean tests of strengths anymore? I mean, come on.

Ortega hits Logan with several forearms, sending him reeling. He then throws him to the ropes and catches him in a big T-Bone Suplex, and goes for the pin!



No, Logan gets the shoulder up.

Shannan Lerch: He should know he can't beat Logan that easily.

Seth Lerch: He should know he can't beat Logan, period.

Ortega picks Logan up and throws him into the turnbuckle. He chops. The fans "WHOOOOOO!" of course. He chops again. WHOOO! Chop! WHOOOO! Logan grabs him, switches, and hits a chop of his own. WHOOO! Chop! Whooo! Logan then steps back a few steps and hits a big Superkick into Ortega's chest, smashing him against the turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: OOF! Bladow! That looked painful.

Luscious Jackson: Bladow? What the hell you talkin' 'bout, cracker?

Logan then rolls Ortega up.



The ref notices Logan's feet on the ropes. Logan gets up and starts arguing with him.

Seth Lerch: DAMNIT REF!

..And as he does, of course, Ortega rolls him up from behind!



Logan quickly gets out of it. Both men are to their feet. Logan runs, goes for a Clothesline, Ortega ducks, goes for a stiff kick, Logan gets out of the way, goes for a German, Ortega blocks it, switches behind, the two struggle, Logan switches and finally hits the big German Suplex! He keeps it bridges, and this is a pin.



No! Ortega escapes it.

Zach Davis: Massive amount of nearfalls in this match.

Seth Lerch: Both men know the stakes. Ortega is fighting for ownership of a million dollar company, and Logan is fighting for the same thing, for me.

Luscious Jackson: Million dollar company? I should be gettin paid more.

Logan gets to his feet and stomps at Ortega a few times. He then begins climbing to the top rope.

Shannan Lerch: Logan going high risk, here. This is a bit unusual for him.

And Davey dives and hits the ropes, causing Logan to drop down. Ortega begins climbing up with him, but in an unusual way. He's kind of balancing himself on the ropes... Ortega Dropkicks Logan's chest! Logan spills to the outside of the ring, and Davey himself lands on the inside!

Zach Davis: Holy CRAP! Logan took a hell of a spill outside the ring, Jesus.

Seth Lerch: Come on, Logan! GET UP! DO IT FOR OLD SETHYBOY!

Logan stumbles to his feet, dazed, and doesn't seem like he knows where he is. In an instant, Ortega runs at him from inside the ring and hits a Suicide Plancha! Logan hits hard, and so does Davey. Both men are on the ground and the crowd chants "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Luscious Jackson: Both men goin' all out here.

Ortega slowly gets to his feet. He picks Logan up, and slams his back into the guardrail. Logan yells in pain. Davey then throws him into the ring before sliding in himself. Logan is holding his back, and Ortega pins, hooking the leg..



Logan somehow gets the shoulder up.

Shannan Lerch: PHEW!

Seth Lerch: That was too close..

Davey is frustrated. He grabs Logans leg, but Logan kicks him away. Ortega goes to drop an elbow, but Logan rolls away. Ortega then goes like he's going to drop another one, Logan rolls away, but Ortega was faking and just kicks Logan right in the back.

Luscious Jackson: Ha. Logan got outsmarted.

Ortega then goes to pick Logan up, and Logan hits a low blow. The ref was at a point where he couldn't see. The fans boo.

Zach Davis: I'm not surprised. Hey, Seth, where are you going-

Seth has left the announcers position. He begins yelling to Logan to go with Plan M97.

Luscious Jackson: What the hell is Plan M97?

Shannan Lerch: You'll see.

Logan quickly hits Ortega with a DDT, dropping him to the mat. He then looks around at the crowd, booing him. He grabs one of Ortega's legs. And begins locking him in a familiar move.

Luscious Jackson: He's going for the Loganshooter!

Zach Davis: Wait a minute.. Sharpshooter.. 97.. M. Montreal. OH DAMNIT-

The Loganshooter is completely applied, and Seth is now shouting "RING THE DAMN BELL! RING THE DAMN BELL!"

Shannan Lerch: HAHA! GENIUS!

The ref is waiting for Ortega to tap out, and Davey isn't! Davey won't tap! Seth gets a mic from ringside, pissed as hell.


The ref shakes his head no!

Zach Davis: HAHA! The ref doesn't need to do a damn thing Seth says! He doesn't have any pull whatsoever anyway!

Ortega manages to grab the ropes, and Logan is forced to break the hold! He paces around the ring, pissed that his plan didn't work. He grabs the ref and begins yelling at him, and as he does, Ortega rolls him up from behind again!




Shannan Lerch: NO! LOGAN KICKED OUT!

Logan did indeed kick out at the last possible second.

Luscious Jackson: Damnit.

Logan is again quickly to his feet, and pissed that he almost got beat. He goes for a Clothesline, Ortega ducks, and bam, Logan runs right into the ref. The ref goes down. Logan shrugs, figuring the ref deserved it anyway, but Ortega picks him up when he turns around and hits the Hangman's Suplex!

Zach Davis: THERE IT IS!

Ortega goes for the pin! But then realizes there is no one there to count. He picks Logan up, who is groggy, and then locks in a Sleeper.

Shannan Lerch: He's going for the Connector!

But Seth is in the ring, with a chair, and wacks him right in the back of the head with it. Ortega stumbles away, and Logan, out of instinct more than anything, locks him in a Sleeper now. Seth rolls out of the ring as Logan hits the Connector! He lands on Ortega, and the ref is coming to.


Zach Davis: Not like this!


Luscious Jackson: No, damnit!


Shannan Lerch: YYEESSSSS!!

Zach Davis: And Seth Lerch is once again in control of WCF. Damnit.

Luscious Jackson: I may not be getting some action, but I for one welcome our new Treachery overlords.

Seth rolls into the ring, mic in hand. He first picks up Logan, raising his arm into the air. Confetti flies down from the rafters.

Zach Davis: Disgusting.

Seth Lerch: Well guys, I'M BACK! The Team of Treachery is control of WCF once again, as stated in the contract for this match! Seth Lerch is the owner again!

A look comes across Logan's face.

Seth Lerch: And on the next Slam-

Logan shakes his head no, and takes the mic. Seth looks confused.

Logan: Seth, Seth, you've got it wrong. The Team of Treachery IS in control.. but the owner is ME!

Seth Lerch: What?! But.. I thought..

Logan: The contract stated that the ToT would take control, but it never said YOU would take control, and since I wrestled the match and all.. well.. I'm going to be the best damn owner this company has ever seen!

Seth looks like he's having an internal fight with himself. After a few seconds, he shrugs, and raises Logan's arm again.

Seth Lerch: And your new WCF owner.. LOGAN!

Massive booing.

Logan: And as your new owner, my first declaration is this: NO SLAM NEXT WEEK! I feel like takin' it easy, and celebrating my new company.

Seth Lerch: But, Logan-

Logan: Eh eh!

Seth Lerch: But-

Logan: I SAID EH EH! No Slam next week!

Seth sighs, and rolls out of the ring as The Struggle Within plays. Logan raises his arms in the air before sliding out of the ring and strutting to the back, Seth following.

Zach Davis: Well.. this is.. an interesting change of plans..

Shannan Lerch: I'm just glad I don't need to spend the night with Luscious.

Luscious Jackson: Oh really? The bet was that your brother would NOT be the owner at the end of this match. And your brother ISN'T the owner. You and me are havin' a good time tonight, baby.

Shannan Lerch: ... DO NOT WANT.

WCF World Title
Bobby Cairo vs Reckless Jack

Zach Davis: Well guys, anyway... it is time for our main event.

Luscious Jackson: Bobby Cairo been workin' hard as hell to get to this match, and this is his chance to win the big one.

Shannan Lerch: And Reckless Jack has been holding onto that Title like crazy. Both men want it, bad.

The opening strains of Faith No More's "A Small Victory" play as the arena lights begin flashing on and off.

Zach Davis: And here comes the challenger!

Bobby Cairo bursts out of the entranceway and salutes the fans. Cairo then charges down the aisle to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. Cairo again salutes the fans while waiting for Reckless Jack.

The lights go out as we hear the opening sounds of "Personal Jesus."

Luscious Jackson: And here comes the Champ.

Once we hear "Reach out and touch faith" the lights are on just a tad bit as we can see the silhouette of Reckless Jack. The fans are booing as he stops on the stage. The lights are flashing now as well. He slowly walks down to the ring, taking his time. The World Title is firmly around his waist. He hops up onto the ring apron as the lights come back on. Jack smiles as he gets in the ring. He hops up on a turnbuckle and talks trash to a fan or two. Once he is down, he gets in the middle of the ring to raise his arm in the air. The fans are rabid now as Reckless Jack spits towards the announce team. Once the fans are ready to kill him, he stands in the corner.

Shannan Lerch: And here we are. Here is Cairo's reward for winning the tournament. Let's see if he can go all the way.

The bell rings. Reckless Jack and Bobby Cairo approach each other, tieing up. Jack pushes Bobby away, laughing him off.

Zach Davis: Hm. It doesn't look like Jack takes Cairo seriously.

Cairo, angrily, ties up again. This time he hits a Drop Toehold, bringing Jack down and then stomps on him. Jack quickly gets to his feet, pissed Cairo got the best of him. Bobby runs, Jack leapfrogs over him, Bobby runs back and Jack catches him in an Armdrag. Cairo is to his feet again and then Jack executes a Backflip Dropkick, sending him to the mat. Jack follows up with a quick Standing Moonsault. One.. and Jack breaks up the pin for himself.

Luscious Jackson: He's just tryin' to toy with him.

Shannan Lerch: It could come back to hurt him, though.

Jack kicks Cairo a few times and then climbs up to the top. He raises his arms, taunting the fans.

Zach Davis: What a jackass.

He flies off the top with a Shooting Star Press.. but Cairo is up, and Dropkicks him!! Jack flies back into the turnbuckle, hitting it violently, and then crumpling to the mat. He holds himself in pain.

Luscious Jackson: Great move yo!

Cairo picks Jack up and grabs his head. He gets him in a DDT position, jumps up onto the turnbuckle and hits a Tornado DDT. He then goes for the pin. One.. two.. Jack kicks out.

Shannan Lerch: Damn, his head hit hard, I thought Cairo had it.

Zach Davis: Aren't you supposed to be the evil announcer?

Shannan Lerch: Eh, even I hate Reckless Jack.

Cairo backs up, and waits for Jack to get up. As he does, Cairo runs.. Shining Wizard! Cairo again covers for the pin. One, two.. Jack again manages to kick out.

Luscious Jackson: I wonder if Jack was plannin' on giving Cairo so many chances to pin him.

Cairo stands up and kicks at Jack's legs a few times before grabbing them and locking in a Texas Cloverleaf.

Zach Davis: Shades of the great Dean Malenko here! Will Jack tap?

Jack is obviously in pain, but refuses to tap. He tries reaching towards the ropes.. and grabs them. Cairo is forced to break the hold, but he pulls Jack into the middle of the ring and now applies an STF.

Shannan Lerch: Bobby Cairo focusing on the leg here, good call. Jack could give up right now.

Jack again yells out in pain, and Cairo cranks the hold in as much as possible. Jack lunges for the ropes, but he isn't able to reach them. Cairo yells out, determination on his face. Jack starts fighting back, hitting violent jabs to Cairo's head. After several of them Cairo is forced to roll off. He gets to his feet and grabs Jack's legs again, but Jack manages to hop up, and hits a big Enziguri!

Luscious Jackson: The Champ's gotta get back in control here.

Jack gets to his feet, and Cairo is staggered. Jack grabs him in a Uranage position, and he's about to do some kind of power move with it, but his legs buckle. Cairo escapes and hits a big Superkick!

Zach Davis: Cairo's weakening of Jack's legs obviously paid off, Bobby escaped the move.

Cairo again pins R.J., hooking the leg.



No, Jack still manages to get the shoulder up. Cairo stands up, still frustrated, and again pulls Jack into the middle of the ring. He turns him so Jack is face down, and grabs his legs...

Shannan Lerch: He's going to lock him in the No Way Out! That would end this match!

But no, Jack just manages to kick him away. Cairo flies into the ref, squashing him against the turnbuckle.

Luscious Jackson: Another ref bump? Lordy, lordy!

Zach Davis: We should make them wear armor.

Cairo ignores it and goes towards RJ again, grabbing the leg, and again RJ kicks him off, desperately. Jack then rolls out of the ring. He goes towards the announcers and grabs a chair from ringside. He slides back in, quickly, and swings wildly at Cairo. He ducks, and grabs the chair away from Jack, throwing it to the ground.

Shannan Lerch: Idiot. He should have used the chair!

Luscious Jackson: If he's gonna win the Title, looks like he wants to do it legit.

Bobby then grabs Jack and throws him to the ropes. He picks him up onto his shoulders and hits a Death Valley Driver! Jack is on the mat, looks dazed. Cairo again pulls him to the middle of the ring, grabs his legs... and locks in the No Way Out!

Zach Davis: THERE IT IS! Cairo could be the new World Champion! Will Jack tap!

The ref is groggily there, asking Jack if he wants to give up. Jack shakes his head no, he refuses to tap. He reaches out his hands...

Shannan Lerch: He'll never reach the ropes!

One of Jack's hands touches the chair from before. He grabs it, and with all of his strength whacks Cairo over the head with it. Cairo releases the hold, and slumps to the mat. The ref calls for the bell.

Luscious Jackson: ..What? Shizzit!

Zach Davis: Reckless Jack just got himself disqualified to avoid losing the belt!

Jack stands up, pissed at the whole situation. He grabs the chair again and hits the ref over the head with it, who drops down to the mat. He then turns to Cairo and hits his body with it, once, twice, and a third time, hard as hell.

Shannan Lerch: Not right. Not right at all. Cairo should be the Champion.

Reckless Jack raises his chair in one hand, and raises his belt with the other. The crowd boos heavily.

Zach Davis: Fans, we'll see you two weeks from now on Slam.

The PPV fades out.