One Intro
Television Title Match: Zoey Marilou vs D-Day vs Prince Jimmy Dean vs Anthrax vs Anastasia Petrova
Seth Lerch Segment
Chris Avery vs Alex Jones
Seth Lerch In His Office Segment
Hardcore Title Match: Hector Rodriguez vs Greenfever
Madd Dogg Segment
Tag Team Titles Ladder Match: The New Confederacy vs Mikami/Ryan Daniels vs The Big Time Jerks
Anthrax Segment
Advantage Match: Seth Lerch vs Brad Kane
Ace Slaughter Seggent
United States Title No Disqualification Ironman Match: Jack Cash vs Ace Slaughter vs Kevin Hardaway
Skyler Striker Segment
Jay Price vs Logan
Torture Segment
World Title Match: Slickie T vs Torture

One Intro

One by Metallica blasts over the speakers! WCF's biggest PPV of the year, celebrating a year in business, is on the air! Pyro shoots from the turnbuckles, from the ceiling, from everywhere that pyro could possibly shoot from! The One hype video is shown on the big screen and every fan in the arena is on their feet, chanting WCF! WCF! WCF! We go to Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch.

Zach Davis: FANS WE ARE LIVE FROM THE LOS ANGELES MEMORIAL COLISEUM IN BEAUTIFUL LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA!

Shannan Lerch: WCF has survived yet another year, come hell, high water or Superfans, and we've finally made it. The biggest show of the year.

Zach Davis: And we've been building towards this for a long time, Shannan. I don't believe the night is finally here.

Shannan Lerch: And perhaps no match sums up that buildup quite like our main event tonight...

Zach Davis: Slickie T versus Torture.

Shannan Lerch: We've seen Slickie's rise since his debut in the company. He first won the United States Title, and had a wonderful reign with that belt. We saw him go through hell to win the War match, and to finally secure his spot on this show, tonight, as the number one contender.

Zach Davis: And we saw him combat the entire Team of Torture, first by rejecting their offer to join the group and then by surviving their attempts to destroy him, including attempts by the homicidal maniac Greenfever. Slickie T has been knocked down but he kept getting back up, and tonight he's reached his destination.

Shannan Lerch: Torture, however... well. Where to begin?

Zach Davis: Torture has, quite frankly, defeated anyone that got in his way. Period. Corey Black, Gravedigger, Dake Ken, Rick Mad, Johnny Reb, Mikami... they've all fallen victim to Torture throughout the past year.

Shannan Lerch: Slickie T, however, has been a different story. Slickie has actually gotten the best of Torture throughout this feud on multiple occasions, starting by rejecting the ToT's offer to join, and then by going behind their back and stealing CoolWear, Inc., and hijacking the XIII event from them.

Zach Davis: The Team of Torture, however, got their revenge; they knocked Slickie T down a few pegs, by having Greenfever attempt to put Slickie in the hospital and making sure Jay Price defeated him in a tag match on Slam. Torture has made sure that Slickie knows that Slickie isn't the one totally in control here, he isn't running things... the Team of Torture is. Seth Lerch has brought Torture to One as the World Champion of the Year, and the Wrestler of the Year... and Torture is going to walk out undefeated.

Shannan Lerch: Couldn't have said it better myself, Zach. Glad you're on our side.

Zach Davis: No, I was giving Seth's point of view on the matter. I'm definitely with Slickie on this one.

Shannan Lerch: Well, tonight, our second main event.. we have my old flame, Logan, against my new flame, Jay Price, in a feud that is, honestly, all about me.

Zach Davis: I'd like to agree with you Shannan, but you're wrong. I'm just going to tell you right now, Jay Price is using you to get at Logan and maybe get some easy sex. There. Someone had to say it.

Shannan Lerch: ...

Zach Davis: To me, this feud began at War. Jay Price overcame all odds and went from a virtual unknown to a superstar overnight. He outlasted over twenty five men in War... but he couldn't outlast Logan. He couldn't beat Logan.

Shannan Lerch: Well he will tonight!

Zach Davis: We'll see. Jay Price seemed fixated on Logan ever since then. Problem was, Logan wasn't as fixated on Jay Price. Logan wanted to do his own thing, even as Price was taunting Logan and doing everything he could to get under his skin. Eventually, Price stole Logan's old girlfriend.. you, Shannan.. and Logan lost his United States Title. Something in Logan must've snapped, and he came for Price.

Shannan Lerch: The match was originally scheduled as a Television Title match, but Logan cost Price that belt! So now Price is going to cost Logan his career.

Zach Davis: Indeed. There have been rumors that this is Logan's swan song; his last match in WCF... well, we'll see about that.

Shannan Lerch: We have an epic United States Title match. This match is guarenteed to be the best US Title match of all time, in my opinion. Ace Slaughter, Jack Cash, and Kevin Hardaway. Thirty minutes. No disqualifications.

Zach Davis: It was a bit of a convuluted path to get to this match. Kevin Hardaway won a Hardcore Title shot over a month ago, but also got a US Title shot against Logan. Through some shenanigans by WCF commissioner Brad Kane, the US Title match officially fulfilled WCF's obligation to provide Hardaway a Title match that he had won. Slaughter attacked Hardaway to get noticed and get granted a US Title shot... and he got what he wanted.

Shannan Lerch: However, he isn't the only one that could play at that game. Jack Cash, still a bit of a rookie here, attacked Slaughter, getting himself into the match as well. Although a rookie WCF wrestler, Cash is a veteran of the squared circle; he's an extremely capable in ring competitor and is quite the competition for Hardaway and Slaughter.

Zach Davis: And lastly, Brad Kane made this match a No DQ Ironman match. This plays, in my opinion, to Ace Slaughter. Slaughter is a former Hardcore Champion and is tough as nails. To be honest, it plays to everyone except the Champion.

Shannan Lerch: A Triple Threat match is bad enough when you're Champion, but this is crazy!

Zach Davis: We have a One rematch tonight. Brad Kane against your brother, Shannan.. Seth Lerch.

Shannan Lerch: They've fought before at One, and Kane came out on top. Tonight is Seth's revenge. Because if Seth loses, he has to go on a date with the Hotdog Mascot. And let me tell you, he isn't going to let that happen. If he wins, however, he gets a date with Brad's sister Freya.

Zach Davis: This feud is about more than dates, however. Seth accepted Kane as the WCF Commissioner, thinking it would take some work off of him and that he and Kane had solved their differences enough to work together. It was all a fraud; Kane was never on Seth's side, and simply played him to get the job.

Shannan Lerch: Seth has also told me that his band that he plays in during his time outside of WCF, the JCP Allstars, will be performing LIVE tonight!

Zach Davis: Oh boy. I can't wait for that.

Shannan Lerch: We have a huge Tag Team Titles match. I'm really excited for it, because its Johnny Reb and Mikami both involved in a Ladder match and that is going to be DAMN exciting.

Zach Davis: That's the truth. If anyone in WCF is the master of ladder matches, indeed, it would be Johnny Reb. Reb and Doc Henry, the New Confederacy, are taking on Mikami and Ryan Daniels.. and the Champs, the Big Time Jerks.

Shannan Lerch: The Jerks put Tank Reaper from Truth Addiction out of action, attacked the New Confederacy last week, and Alex Jones defeated Ryan Daniels. The Jerks seem to have the edge going into this match... besides Reb and the ladder, of course.

Zach Davis: Mikami and Daniels, however, actually have the longest history of tagging together here in WCF. Mikami knows what he has to do to win this, and I don't think we should count him out.

Shannan Lerch: We've got a Hardcore Title match tonight between Hector Rodriguez and Greenfever. This is an uphill battle for Rodriguez; I think Greenfever's successes recently have been overlooked.

Zach Davis: You may be right, Shannan. Greenfever has defeated Slickie T in Slickie's own casino. He's a dangerous, dangerous man. I hope Hector Rodriguez knows what he's getting into.

Shannan Lerch: Well, Hector pulled that underhanded trick, dressing up like the Hotdog Mascot and attacking Greenfever at Slam... what a dirty low down scumbag.

Zach Davis: I think Hector Rodriguez is as far from a dirty low down scumbag as anyone in WCF, Shannan, but whatever.

Shannan Lerch: Going back to the Big Time Jerks, yes, they put Tank Reaper out of action. Tonight, Chris Avery, Tank's best friend in the world and Tag Team partner, is one on one with Alex Jones.

Zach Davis: Alex Jones is the sister of Alyssa Jones, who was instrumental in putting Tank out of action. Chris Avery is fighting for revenge for his best friend. He'll be doing this one for Tank.

Shannan Lerch: And in our opener, we have a big five person match! I can't say "five man," because we have two women in the match.

Zach Davis: WCF has gotten one of the most promising new women wrestlers out there, Zoey Marilou. She'll be competing against D-Day, Jimmy Dean, Anthrax, and Anastasia Petrova for the Television Title.

Shannan Lerch: It won't be easy for Petrova to retain this belt, that is for sure. Not with that many competitors in the match.

Zach Davis: Well Shannan.. I think it is time we get to our event, and our opening match. Television Title time. Who is walking out with the belt and a win in our opener?

Shannan Lerch: Zach, let's go. Let's find out.


Zoey Marilou vs D-Day vs Prince Jimmy Dean vs Anthrax vs Anastasia Petrova

Zach Davis: First up, a woman who is making her debut here in WCF in this very match...

"The Best Damn Thing" by Avril Lavigne rings around the arena as Zoey "The Cat" Marilou steps out the back, giving the crowd a bit of a seductive look as she waltzes down the ramp like she owns the place, high-fiving some fans and sarcastically blowing a kiss to her opponent. She walks around to the side of the ring, climbing up the stairs before brushing her red hair back from her face and climbing atop the turnbuckle, posing with her arms outstretched before sitting down on the turnbuckle, awaiting the beginning bell.

Shannan Lerch: Next, a man who has been in WCF for quite a while now, through thick and thin..

Give Me The Meltdown by Rob Thomas plays in the speakers. The lights are dim. The lights then flash onto D-Day walking out to the top of the ramp and falls on his knees and throws his arms in the air, as soon as he throws them in the air fire works go off and surround him. The screen shows all of D-Day moments of his Dead and Forgotten special move. As always the screen shows a ring then the words in white and in cursive, the words D-Day. When D-Day get in the ring he raises his hands to his name on the screen.

Zach Davis: Next.. the strangest man in WCF history, but he's been here ever since our very first show once we came back..

The lights go out and The King's music plays. From the back, an ELEPHANT walks out! Jimmy Dean is riding on top of the elephant and he gets a huge pop!

Shannan Lerch: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!? WE'RE LETTING HIM RIDE IN ON A GODDAMN ELEPHANT!?

Zach Davis: This is just ridiculous.

Prince Jimmy Dean raises his arms in the air as the elephant walks to the ring. A beautiful woman is riding behind him, holding onto his waist. Dean reaches the ring and jumps from the elephant into the ring!

Shannan Lerch: LOOK AT THAT!

The elephant is then lead back to the backstage area.

Zach Davis: Can you imagine the celebration if Dean wins the Title tonight?

Shannan Lerch: Next up, a member of the almighty Team of Torture.. a win for him could be a sign of things to come..

The lights flicker on and off and Metallica's Cyanide kicks through the airwaves. Anthrax steps outs through the smoke but stops on the edge of the ramp. Colton stands with him and both men do the same taunt; both hands in the air with a very mean face. Colt leads Anthrax down the ramp and into the ring. Colton makes sure everyone knows that Anthrax is here to fight.

Zach Davis: And next, the Champion, in her first Title defense.. she managed to win the Title from Jay Price, making her a two time Champ..

Na Rasputye by Kipelov plays and the lights turn red as Anastasia Petrova prances about the stage! She goes to the ring and says hi to the fans and blows them kisses while shaking her booty!

Shannan Lerch: SLUT! SLUT! HUSSY! WHORE!

All five participants are in the ring... and the bell sounds!

Zach Davis: Here we go!

Shannan Lerch: Remember, first pin wins! This is actually a tough spot for Petrova, she has to fight pretty hard to protect her belt.

Anthrax immediately goes for the Champion, hitting her with lefts and rights. D-Day and Prince Jimmy Dean start trading blows as well. Zoey Marilou stays to herself, not wanting to get involved quite yet, scouting out the other opponents.

Zach Davis: Smart move. Let everyone else fight and save yourself!

Anthrax throws Petrova to the ropes, and then goes for a Clothesline. Petrova ducks it, keeps running, bounces off the ropes and hits Anthrax with a Clothesline of his own! Anthrax bounces backwards a bit and Petrova then hits a Dropkick, sending him flying out of the ring. Petrova then runs and as Dean and D-Day are fighting, she grabs them and tosses them over the top rope as well!

Shannan Lerch: What is she doing here?

Petrova turns around.. and points at Zoey! The crowd cheers.

Zach Davis: I think she wants to go one on one with WCF's newest female recruit!

Zoey smiles and nods. The two meet up in the middle of the ring.. and shake hands.

Shannan Lerch: Sign of mutual respect from the two women.

They then back up. They slowly pace, about to tie up with each other... until Anthrax is back in the ring, and clips Zoey Marilou's leg from behind!

Zach Davis: Ah damnit! I was excited for that.

Dean is back in the ring as well and he grabs Petrova from behind, spinning her around and kicking her in the gut. He then picks her up and hits a Bodyslam. He starts stomping at her as the crowd begins to boo.

Shannan Lerch: Dean isn't endearing himself to the crowd by attacking this woman. But when you're a prince, you can do whatever you want!

Anthrax is stomping on Marilou as well. He then picks her up and shoves her into the corner. He goes for a punch, but Marilou catches it and spins him around so he's backed against the turnbuckle instead! She starts kicking at him repeatedly, and Anthrax's face contorts in pain. She grabs his head and then sits herself up on the turnbuckle... and hits a Tornado DDT! Pop from the crowd!

Zach Davis: Great move! Heres the pin..

One!

Two!

Nope, D-Day pulls Marilou out of the ring, breaking up the pinfall. D-Day goes for a quick Superkick but Marilou ducks it and hits a Step Up Enziguri! D-Day's eyes go blank and he collapses to the mat. Marilou quickly slides back into the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Smart. Can't win the match out there!

Dean has Petrova up and goes for a Clothesline, Petrova ducks it and hits a few forearm strikes. She goes for a Vertical Suplex but Dean shifts his weight midair and lands behind her. Dean spins her around and kicks her in the gut...

Zach Davis: SAUSAGE SLAMMER!

But no! Petrova pushes Dean off, spins HIM around and hits the Rasputin! Big pop from the crowd!

Shannan Lerch: Damnit she's gonna win!

She's about to pin Dean, but Marilou comes up behind her and rolls her up instead!

ONE!

TWO!

No! Petrova escapes just in the nick of time!

Zach Davis: That was close!

Petrova is up and looking surprised. Zoey is up too, they both go for Dropkicks at the exact same time but come up at a stalemate! The crowd claps. They get back up and Zoey runs at Petrova, but Petrova takes her over with a Headlock Takedown. But Anthrax quickly kicks both of the women while they're down!

Shannan Lerch: Oh, that Anthrax. He'll take any advantage he can get. But so would I!

Anthrax is jumped from behind by D-Day however! D-Day hits him a few times and then executes a Neckbreaker. Anthrax goes down and D-Day pins him.

One.

Two.

Nope! Dean kicks him off! Dean picks D-Day up and grabs him... and hits The Baconator!

Zach Davis: THERE IT IS!

Dean pins D-Day!

One.

Two!

Nope! Anthrax is back up and has pulled Dean off! Anthrax picks Dean up and hits him with the Torque!

Shannan Lerch: Lots of big moves happening fast! Everyone wants to be the Television Champion!

Anthrax raises his arms, taunting the crowd... giving Anastasia Petrova time to roll him up!

One!

Two!

No! Of course, Zoey Marilou has broken that up. Petrova gets back to her feet, and out of nowhere Marilou hits her Sugar Kiss!

Zach Davis: That's her version of the Trouble in Paradise! We have a new Television Champion!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Petrova kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: AW COME ON!

Zach Davis: That was two and a half, that was SO close!

Marilou was hoping for the win there. She stands up, pulls Petrova to the middle of the ring... and locks in her Perfect Touch!

Shannan Lerch: Petrova HAS to tap out now!

Zach Davis: I think she just might, Shannan! But wow.. gotta be honest, this looks kinda sexy.

Shannan Lerch: ..Pig.

But the Champion refuses to give up, Petrova won't tap out! Anthrax is in the ring and he quickly kicks Marilou off, picking her up. D-Day has just gotten up, but Anthrax throws Marilou into D-Day, causing both of them to go flying out of the ring. Jimmy Dean goes for a Springboard move from the apron, but Anthrax catches him and throws him out of the ring as well!

Zach Davis: Good moves by Anthrax, can he-

Anthrax turns around and Petrova hits him with the Cold War! The fans roar as she quickly pins him!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Shannan Lerch: Petrova retains!

Na Rasputye hits as Petrova stands up and gets her arm raised.

Zach Davis: Great defense by the Television Champion! And good effort by D-Day and Marilou, that is for sure. Great debut for her.

Shannan Lerch: Everyone worked real hard, Zach. Too bad for Anthrax.

Petrova takes her belt and heads to the back.

Seth Lerch Segment

Master of Puppets hits.

Zach Davis: Uh oh. Time for a Seth Lerch segment.

Shannan Lerch: You mean "YAY, TIME FOR A SETH LERCH SEGMENT!" buyrates are about to go through the roof!

Zach Davis: Everyone watching has already bought the PPV, Shannan. If anything they're probably using this as a bathroom break, seeing as we don't have Diva matches for that.

Shannan Lerch: I've enjoyed the last few months without Luscious Jackson. Maybe I should somehow get Torture to injure you again, for good this time.

Zach Davis: ...That hurts, Shannan.

Seth Lerch steps out from the back, looking around at the crowd, a smile on his face. He walks to the ring, ignoring their jeers, and slides in.

Shannan Lerch: Seth is going to fight the WCF commissioner Brad Kane later tonight. I hope he's ready.

Seth grabs a mic from Kyle Steel.

Seth Lerch: I'm from Pennsylvania. This isn't cheap heat or anything, I just want to say: I hate the west coast.

MASSIVE booing, of course.

Seth Lerch: Despite that, however, my band.. the JCP Allstars!.. are going to be playing later tonight. So I'm sure you're all excited about that!

More booing.

Zach Davis: To be fair, the band is pretty good, I'll admit that. I'm a little excited for it.

Shannan Lerch: Zach, maybe there is some hope for you after all.

Seth Lerch: And even though I hate all of you Californians, I'm making a lot of money on this show, so I'm glad you tools have deep pockets!

Booing.

Seth Lerch: That's right. Look on the screen!

The Jumbotron comes alive, showing footage from earlier today of fans entering the building, handing in their tickets, etc.

Seth Lerch: Thanks to all of you, we've set an attendance record here at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum. Tonight, there are-

Seth's face goes blank and his draw drops. He's noticed something on the video.

Seth Lerch: Um.. hold on. Guys in the back.. rewind the video of fans entering the building, please, a few seconds. Then play it in slow motion.

The video on the Jumbotron rewinds a second or two, then plays forward in slow mo.

Seth Lerch: NO.

We can clearly see one of WCF's Hall of Famers cash in his ticket to the show and enter the arena.

Seth Lerch: NO NO. NOT MADD DOGG. NOT TONIGHT. I HAD HIM BANNED FROM THE HALL OF FAME FOR A REASON! Security, FIND HIM!

Seth throws the mic down and quickly gets out of the ring, jogging to the back, apparently in fear of his life.

Shannan Lerch: WHAT IS MADD DOGG DOING HERE?!

Zach Davis: He has quite a few enemies here in WCF, Shannan, but after Seth banned him from the Hall of Fame ceremony... I think Dogg has a target.

Shannan Lerch: Poor Seth...

Chris Avery vs Alex Jones

The arena lights fade down and smoke fills the entrance way as sounds of a machine gun go off and the jumbotron reads "Ya'll done FUCKED UP!" in red as "Bring the noise" by Public Enemy and Anthrax starts playing. Out walks Alex and his trusty trash can full of weapons.

Shannan Lerch: Alex Jones and his weapons.

Zach Davis: Like one in the same!

The music stops.. and Alex Jones gets out of the ring.

Zach Davis: Well if you know these fans, and myself of course, then you know you're waiting for Chris Avery! One of the most athletic superstars in WCF!

Shannan Lerch: He's no Jay Price.

Zach Davis: Shhh...OOHH YEAH!

Lights go out the crowd comes alive as an instrumental beat begins and a voice is heard..

"Uh! It's Kevin Rudolf baby, LOS ANGELES LET ME HEEAARR YYAAA"

The crowd cheers as a huge explosion of fireworks for nearly thirty seconds goes off and Kevin Rudolf comes running out onto the stage and the crowd even gets louder as Kevin Rudolf begins singing his own song Let It Rock! Kevin sings the entire first verse with the crowd singing along and gets to the chorus..

"BECAUSE WHEN I! ARRIVE! .. LET IT ROCK LET IT ROCK... LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.. CHRRIIISSS AAVVEERRYYY!!!!" A huge firework display shoots out from the ring, the top of the cieling, the stage, the ramp has fire down the sides, as Kevin Rudolf lets it belt out, Chris Avery comes out from behind the curtain as another large bomb-like firework goes off and Avery is shown and the crowd eats every. Second. Of. It. Avery is pumped and runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Another set of Fireworks go off in the ring as Avery poses on the turnbuckle! Avery points to Kevin Rudolf for hte special entrance and Kevin heads to the back. Avery is pointing out at the crowd on each side of the ring..

Zach Davis: WOW! What a special entrance for Avery!

Shannan Lerch: Crazy! I swear, always bringing the heat! Oh Look out!

Avery is hit from behind as the smoke clears by Alex Jones. The ref rings the bell. The match begins. Avery gets backed up into the turnbuckle while Jones goes crazy with right hand after right hand! Jones grabs Avery and irish whips to the other corner! Avery jumps onto the top rope and backflips as Jones runs underneath and chest-first into the turnbuckles! Avery leaps in the air and hits a dropkick shoving Alex Jones right through the ropes and to the outside. Avery raises his arms and screams out "TRUTH SIDE!". Jones gets pissed off on the outside and slides back in. Avery turns around and Jones goes for a clothesline, but Avery ducks, Jones bounces off the ropes and Avery turns into a big moonsaulting-drop kick move, but Jones catches Avery turns and slams him throat first on the ropes! Avery lands on his back holding his throat, Jones jumps and hits an elbow drop right on the chest! Jones stands up and taunts to the thousands upon thousands in the arena and he draws heel heat!

Zach Davis: Jones scouting Avery's high flying, fast action moves!

Shannan Lerch: Jones is dangerous too! Don't forget he loves to use weapons, even though he can be disqualified!

Jones picks up Avery and slams him head first on the turnbuckle. Jones turns Avery around and hits a few back hand chops and then kicking to the gut. Jones picks up the bent over Avery and hits a powerbomb in the turnbuckle! Avery sits out and Jones steps back and hits a mean kick right to the face of Avery! The crowd boos as Jones taunts around the ring. Jones slides out of the ring and tips over his trash can, a few weapons spill out including the lead pipe.

Zach Davis: He can't use a weapon on this match!

Shannan Lerch: I don't think he, or the Jerks care!

Zach Davis: Well, they are jerks, aren't they?

Jones slides in with lead pipe in hand and lifts it in the air and the ref takes it away and the crowd goes wild. Jones argues with the ref while Avery reaches up his arms, grabs the top rope and lifts himself up into a backflip motion and stands up ontop of the top rope! Jones turns around while the ref throws the lead pipe to the outside, Avery leaps into the air and hits a huge crossbody! Jones is out, Avery leaps back to his feet, runs to the ropes and springboards into a flying moonsault! Avery pins! One! Two! Kickout. Avery gets up, finds his breath, and runs at Jones, but Jones just sidesteps and throws Avery right over the top rope. Avery hangs on though... He flips back up catches Jones by the head with his legs and pulls him over the top rope to the outside! Jones and Avery both crash to the outside mats! Avery gets up as does Jones, Jones hits a hard clothesline stopping all momentum! Jones slides in and grabs the ref to complain..

Zach Davis: WAIT! WAIT!

The Big Time Jerks jump the guardrail from the crowd and and walk towards Avery. They throw Avery into the guardrail and then the other hits a kick to his head as he was getting up. They pick up the lead pipe and hold onto it. The ref turns and notices Avery is down! The ref yells at the BTJ to back up and get around the corner. The ref begins to yell towards Avery with the ten count. BTJ throws the lead pipe into the ring as Avery slides in. The ref doesn't notice the lead pipe.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like Jones as a plan here!

Avery stands up and Jones clotheslines Avery back down to the mat. The BTJ jump onto the apron to "attempt" to get into the ring and the ref keeps them on the apron as he struggles. He's distracted. Alex Jones brings out the lead pipe, taunts to the crowd as Avery stands up. Jones runs and swings but Avery ducks, the lead pipe goes flying out of his hands to the outside, and Avery pins from behind! The crowd in unison! "ONE! TWO! THREE! COMMMMEEE OONNN"

Zach Davis: Turn around ref!

The ref turns around and notices the count, but Avery stands up and clotheslines both men off the apron, Avery turns around and gets the 409 from Alex Jones! Jones pines!

Shannan Lerch: This could be it!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: Avery gave his best, but damn those Big Time Jerks! Alex Jones is your winner!

Shannan Lerch: Well, I guess it's time to add insult to injury!

Big Time Jerks get into the ring and Alex Jones begins to sit on Avery and punch away at his face!

Sympathy by Non Divine hits the airwaves.

Crowd goes crazy.

Zach Davis: WAIT ! WE KNOW THAT MUSIC!

Shannan Lerch: IS HE BACK? TANK REAPER IS BACK?

Zach Davis: THERE HE IS!

Tank Reaper in a full on business suit walks from the stage and down the isle towards the ring. Looking to pick up on business.

Zach Davis: HEEEEEEESSSS BBBBBAACCCCKKKKKKK

Shannan Lerch: REVENGE IS ON ITS WAY! LISTEN TO THE THIS CROWD!

Zach Davis: TTAAANNKK TAANNNNKK.. ITS GOD DAMN TANK REAAAPPPERRR!!!!

Tank Reaper steps onto the apron and into the ring as Big Time Jerks scatter out of the ring and up the ramp. Tank Reaper stares at them shooting arrows through each of their hearts with his eyes. The Big Time Jerks leave up the ramp and backstage.

Zach Davis: Damn! Next week on Slam is going to be great! Truth Addiction will be their revenge! I know they will!

Tank Reaper turns around just as Avery stands up, and Reaper grabs Avery by the neck with both hands, throws him into the air and slams him down with a LOUD, THUNDERING Chokeslam!

Zach Davis: WHHHHAATTT???

Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!

Zach Davis: I DONT FUC... I DONT BELIEVE IT!

Tank Reaper looks down at the nearly lifeless Chris Avery and he steps a boot onto his chest. Tank looks directly into the crowd as they boo as hard as they can. Tank doesn't flench and looks directly at each of the fans that just got their minds blown. Tank doesn't smile, doesn't smirk, no emotion what so ever.

Zach Davis: I... I... WHAT THE HELL?!?

Shannan Lerch: What does this even mean?

Zach Davis: I just don't get it. God damn it.

Shannan Lerch: Calm down, Zach.

Zach Davis: It's just.. I loved Truth Addiction! Tank and Chris were amazing.. and now this?

Shannan Lerch: Well, hopefully this gets explained next week on Slam, for now, let's talk about the new and improved WCF website..

Zach Davis: I can't even talk about that right now. I'm just.. so shocked.

Shannan Lerch: Well, check out our site on a weekly basis for new cards, results, and of course the classic history of Wrestling Championship Federation!

Zach Davis: Ugh.

Shannan Lerch: It's going to be fine, Zach. Let's continue on with One.

Zach Davis: The night can only get better.

Seth Lerch In His Office Segment

We’re in Seth’s office, seeing him shouting into the phone.

Seth Lerch: What do you mean, you still haven’t found him? ... Damn it, this isn’t THAT big of a stadium. ... Of course I know there’s a lot of people here, you jackass. ... Of course I know we have record attendance. ... He has a mask on for Christsakes! He carries a katana and wears a trench coat. ... No that’s doesn’t make him HARDER to find you morons. ... I know we used to sell his merchandise. ... Those are f-ing children you buffoon. He’s not 3 feet tall. That’s obviously not him. ... He’s NOT A WOMAN. Where the hell did we find you assclowns? He’s over 6 feet tall, in a ridiculous costume, and wielding a freaking sword. ... What do you mean how will you know it’s him?

Seth cradles his head in his hands.

Seth Lerch: No, for godsakes, you don’t need to recheck the woman to make sure she’s not Madd Dogg. I DON’T CARE THAT SHE HAS HUGE BREASTS. She is NOT Madd Dogg. Jesus Christ, I’m going to die tonight.

Zach Davis: You know, hearing how security actually works around here...I don’t feel all that safe anymore.

Shannan Lerch: It’s ok. My brother is on it. We’ll be ok.

Zach Davis: Is anyone interested in buying a wrestling company? We may need a new owner after tonight.

Seth Lerch: There can’t be that many people in Madd Dogg masks. ... How? We haven’t sold them in years? ... What do you mean all the stands are selling them? Shut them down. Shut them down now! ... No don’t buy them yourself you idiot. ...I don’t care how many people have them. Find the right one. ... Yes, he’s dangerous. That’s why I want him found and removed. ... Probably. He’s hurt a lot of guards in the past. So, yea, you might get hurt. Hello? Hello? HELLO? You can’t leave! Are you kidding me?!?

He slams the phone down. Running his hands through his hair desperately, he sees a staffer walk by.

Seth Lerch: Hey you. Call in my backup plan.

Shannan Lerch: Well, at least he’s not completely unprotected.

Zach Davis: What’s the backup plan?

Shannan Lerch: Well, I hope we don’t have to find out.


Hector Rodriguez vs Greenfever

Zach Davis: It looks like they're ready to start the Hardcore Title match.

No One Gets Left Behind by Five Finger Death Punch starts playing and out from the back walks Carlos Estrada. Carlos walks to one of the sides of the ramp and takes off his Fedora and gestures to the crowd in attendance.

A few seconds later, Hector Rodriguez walks out and stands in the center of the ramp. He looks out at the crowd for a few seconds as they stand to their feet cheering for him. He finally raises both arms up in the air. Fireworks blast up on each side of him at the front of the ramp and then more fireworks fire up all the way down the front of the ramp.

Hector walks down the ramp followed by Carlos Estrada. The two men climb the ring steps and get inside the ring. Carlos stands in the middle while Hector walks to each side of the ring, holding up one arm to the crowd.

The crowd is screaming for him.

MEXICAN!-WARMACHINE! CLAP CLAP CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!

MEXICAN!-WARMACHINE! CLAP CLAP CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!

The lights drop inside the arena as "Run Rabbit Run" by Rob Zombie begins playing over the P.A. system.
Huntin' humans?
Ain't nuthin' but nuthin'
They all run like scared little rabbits.
Run, rabbit run, RUN RABBIT, RUN!
As the aggressive drums and guitars kick in Greenfever emerges from the darkness. His face is smeared in blood. His straight-jacket is unlaced and the excessively long sleeves hang down almost to the floor.

The crowd erupts in slurs and snarling boos. Some of the more enraged audience members throws whatever they are holding in his direction.

Greenfever walks toward the ring ignoring the shower of garbage that is being rained down on him. As he passes a Spanish audience member shaking a sign that reads "God is Dead" at him, Greenfever is struck in the face with a healthy amount of brown tobacco tinged spit. Greenfever doesn't seem to notice and simply lets it drip down the left side of his face.

Shannan Lerch: I will never get used to this guy. Totally gross.

Zach Davis: Your "bucket" is next to your feel like you're need it. Remember to turn off your Mic before-hand.

Greenfever stops for a moment to shed the straight-jacket to reveal the gold WCF Hardcore Belt strapped around his waist.. He slides in under the bottom rope and meets Hector in the center of the ring. Hector towers over Greenfever as they stare coldly at each other. The crowd roars reach a deafening level.

Ding ding!

Zach Davis: There's the bell and this match is under way.

Hector thrusts himself forward crushing Greenfever with a head-butt. Greenfever is forced down to one knee from the impact. Hector capitalizes by throwing a stiff knee into Greenfever's face. Greenfever is slung down to his back by the force of the knee to the face. Blood spurts from a wide gash that streaks across Greenfever's forehead.

Shannan Lerch: Greenfever is already busted open!

Hector raises his fist and the crowd pops loudly for him.

Zach Davis: Hector, one of the more popular guys we've ever seen here..

Greenfever pushes himself across the ring on his back as Hector slowly stalks him.Greenfever unbuckles the WCF Hardcore Title and slides it into the corner. Just as Hector goes for a stomp on Greenfever's head, Greenfever uppercuts the Mexican Machine in the testicles. Hector yells in pain. Greenfever rolls backward and up to his feet.

Shannan Lerch: OUCH.

Greenfever bounces off the ropes behind him and dives, connecting a low drop-kick to Hector's right knee. Hector falls to one knee. Greenfever immediately goes for Hector's mask, attempting to rip it off his head. Hector resists it and manages to get back up to his feet. Greenfever hops onto Hector's back still tugging at the leather mask. Hector reaches over his own shoulders and slings Greenfever over. Greenfever falls ungracefully to the mat on his back. Hector punts Greenfever's head like a soccer-ball. Greenfever rolls away from clutching his head.

Zach Davis: There was nothing nice about that last kick. Hector isn't wasting any time here.

Greenfever rolls out of the ring on shaky legs holding his head. Hector follows him out.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like Greenfever just pulled something out of his pants... Is that a pair of steel scissors?

Zach Davis: Thats exactly what he has there. I'd bet I know what he aims to do with them!

Shannan Lerch: Hopefully he plans on giving himself a haircut!

Greenfever spins around and jams the scissors into Hectors midsection. Hector connects a stiff right hook to Greenfever's face which sends him backward into the guard-rail. Hector nurses the bleeding flesh wound. Greenfever shakes it off and lunges back at Hector. Hector manages to grab Greenfever's wrists, thwarting another stab from the scissors. While still holding onto Greenfever's wrists Hector begins a series of head-butts that force Greenfever back. Hector forces Greenfever's arms around his back and lifts him into a bear hug.

Zach Davis: Hector is trying to squeeze the life out of him!

Shannan Lerch: Every time Hector squeezes him blood sprays out of the top of Greenfever's head! Gross!

Greenfever manages to land a couple of kicks to Hectors crotch, forcing him to break the hold. Greenfever falls to the concrete ungracefully. Hector stumbles back into the guard-rail and then leans over it, pulling a steel chair out of the audience. Greenfever stands himself back up just in time for Hector to blast him with the chair. Greenfever is sent down and his scissors slide across the concrete floor.

Zach Davis: Greenfever won't be able to take too many more of those...

Hector raises the chair again and slams it down. Greenfever somehow manages to roll out of the way. The chair clangs loudly on the concrete and the vibration causes Hector to drop it. Greenfever pushes himself back up to his feet and ties up with the Mexican War Machine. Greenfever slings Hector into the metal guard-rail and follows closely behind landing a clothesline that sends both fighters into the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: They're fighting in the crowd! They're just swapping wild hay-makers!

Zach Davis: Hector just picked up Greenfever in a guerrilla-press! Hector threw him back over the guard-rail!

Greenfever lands on his back harshly and Hector steps back over the rail and moves toward him. Greenfever realizes that his scissors are within reach. Hector bends down and lifts Greenfever to his feet. Hector pushes Greenfever into the side of the ring and forces him in under the bottom rope.

Zach Davis: They're back in the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Those scissors aren't over there on the concrete anymore. Did one of the fans pick them up?

Hector and Greenfever squared-off. Greenfever lands a left cross and then connects a spin-kick across the left side of Hector's face. Hector falters. Greenfever lands a DDT on Hector.

Zach Davis: Greenfever needed that to stay in this. Both of them are down...but Greenfever is the first one back to his feet.

Greenfever lifts Hector up and attempts another DDT, but Hector counters it by flipping Greenfever over onto his back. Hector hangs on and tucks Greenfever's leg for a pin.

One!!

Tw..Kick out!!

Hector immediately tries for another pin.

One!!

Two!!

Th..Kickout!

Zack Davis: That one was close! He just needs a little more to get that three count.

Hector slams his hands down on the mat in frustration and then stands Greenfever back up. Hector aligns Greenfever for the Respecto, but Greenfever forces Hector down with a S.T.O. Greenfever lifts Hector back up and manages to land a Flat-liner on him. Without letting go of the hold Greenfever struggles to lift Hector back up to his feet. Greenfever slightly adjusts his hold and attempts to lift Hector up for a choke slam, but Hector resists it and plants an elbow into Greenfever's face.

Zach Davis: Hector just broke Greenfever's nose!

Shannan Lerch: He was never a pretty boy anyway.

Hector folds Greenfever and throws him up for a power-bomb. Hector spins as the slams Greenfever down viciously. Hector rolls Greenfever back-wards and back to his feet. Hector kicks Greenfever in the midsection and pulls him in for another Power-bomb. As Hector has him at the pinnacle of the Power-bomb Greenfever interlocks his legs around Hectors head.

Zach Davis: Greenfever has "The Move that you Fear" locked on! This could be the end of it!

Hector stumbles as his head is pressurized by Greenfever. Hector waivers and falls to one knee, trying to endure the submission.

The crowds chants begin awaken something inside Hector.

HECTOR! HECTOR! HECTOR! HECTOR!

Hector hold his arm up, seemingly getting strength from the crowd's support.

HECTOR! HECTOR! HECTOR! HECTOR!

The Mexican War Machine muscles his way back to his feet with Greenfever still crushing his skull. Hector slams Greenfever down into a power-bomb. The impact forces Greenfever to break the hold.

Greenfever rolls out of the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like Greenfever wants to mix it up a little! He just pulled a table out from under the ring.

Hector baseball slides out of the ring and runs up behind Greenfever. Hector grabs Greenfever's shoulder and spins him around to face him. Hector quickly hooks on a belly-to-belly suplex and slings Greenfever back-first into the entrance steps. Hector picks up the table and slides it inside the ring. Hector slides in himself and leans the table up inside on of the corners. Greenfever struggles to pick himself up, finally getting to his feet. Greenfever picks up the dislodged metal ring steps and slings them inside the ring at Hector. Hector turns around just in time to catch the large chunk of metal in the chest. It knocks him back causing him to stumble.

Zach Davis: What a shot!

Greenfever slides into the ring and hurls himself at the disoriented Hector, who is now facing the table in the corner, Greenfever connects against Hector with a Gore, which sends Hector shattering through the wooden table.Greenfever straddles the fallen Hector and begins yanking on the strings holding Hector's mask on.

Zach Davis: Greenfever's got those scissors back out! He's cutting the strings out of the back of Hector's mask!

Hector manages to fight Greenfever back and connects a Clothesline from Hell squarely across into the face of Greenfever. The force of the clothesline spins Greenfever into an involuntary ungraceful back-flip.

Hector picks Greenfever up and hooks on the Toluca Slam.

Shannan Lerch: This could be it! Toluca Slam on Greenfever!

Greenfever head rocks back against the mat. Hector pulls himself back to his feet and climbs to the top rope. Hector raises his elbow as he stands atop the top rope.

The crowd is on its feet and out of its mind, screaming for Hector.

HECTOR! HECTOR! HECTOR!

Hector leaps into the air. Hundreds of camera flashes illuminate his descent.

Zach Davis: We may have a new Hardcore Champion!

But no! Greenfever rolls away in the nick of time!

Shannan Lerch: AH! So close!

Greenfever stumbles to his feet.. kicks Hector in the gut.. DISLOCATED PILEDRIVER! Hector's head is spiked into the mat, and Greenfever pins him, hooking the leg!

One!

Two!

THREE!

Zach Davis: That was it! Greenfever retains!

The bell sounds as Run Rabbit Run plays again. The fans boo as Greenfever stands up and is handed his Hardcore Title.

Shannan Lerch: Great match, great effort by Hector, but... Greenfever came out on top in the end, and my brother is going to be happy.

Greenfever rushes out of the ring, jogging to the back.

Zach Davis: Whats his hurry?

Shannan Lerch: Don't know, Zach.

Hector rolls out of the ring and heads to the back, exhausted after a hard fought matchup. The fans give him a standing ovation.

Madd Dogg Segment

We see Seth in his office talking on the phone.

Seth Lerch: So set them up right off to the side. Make sure everybody we’ve still got left is around them. Don’t want any rowdy fans or...him...ruining the performance. Yea, this is big. I don’t want anything to ruin...HOLY SHIT-

Unexpectedly a sword slams violently right into where Seth was leaning just a moment ago. Eyes wide with fear, Seth tries to scramble backwards, but is grabbed out of his seat and dragged over the table. He looks right into the eyes of Madd Dogg, in abject terror. Dogg growls...

Madd Dogg: Yoooouuuu.

He flings Seth violently across the room into the wall by the door, cracking the plaster. Seth crumples to the floor, but in self preservation scurries back into the corner.

Seth Lerch: Hold on now Madd Dogg. Don’t do anything crazy.

Madd Dogg: Nothing crazy about killing you. Makes perfect sense actually. Take you out, then go after my prize. Get my revenge.

Seth Lerch: I don’t think I like the sound of being killed.

Dogg grabs his katana out of the desk.

Madd Dogg: I doubt any of my other victims liked it either.

Seth Lerch: Hmmm.. I don’t think we’re doing it. Yea. Um, now would be a good time.

Madd Dogg: No one’s coming. I took them all out.

Seth Lerch: No, you missed one.

Dogg shrugs and begins moving over. He gets over Seth and raises the blade.

Seth Lerch: DO IT! DO IT RIGHT NOW FOR CHRISTSAKES.

Greenfever runs in from nowhere and levels Dogg. Picking him up like a rag doll, he throws him headfirst into the wall, putting Dogg half through it. Dragging him out of the ruined wall, he begins pummeling his new prey viciously.

Seth Lerch: What the hell took you so long?

Greenfever: I was entertained. God acts when he wants to, not when you want him to.

Seth Lerch: Don’t let him ever get that close to me. Now Finish It.

Greenfever drags Madd Dogg over to the desk and rolls him on top. Climbing up, he lifts Dogg into the Dislocated Piledriver.

Greenfever: My will be done.

Smiling at his own pun, he drops, putting Dogg through the table. Blood begins to pool beneath Dogg’s head on the concrete. With a maniacal look on his face, Greenfever locks Dogg in the Move you Fear. Seth walks over and spits in Dogg’s face. Rearing back he punches him as hard as he can. Then again. And again. Using each punch to accentuate a word.

Seth Lerch: Let. This. Be. A. Lesson. To you, Madd Dogg.. and you too, Brad Kane. I always win. Always. Pick him up.

Greenfever lifts an almost lifeless Dogg to his feet. Flicking him off, Seth issues a final indignity by using Dogg’s own move, and stunning him.

Seth Lerch: ALWAYS. Now get this piece of trash out of my office.

Greenfever tosses Dogg out, where security is waiting for him.

Seth Lerch: Thank you, Greenfever. You've been very useful.. erm.. important to me over the last few months. I appreciate it.

Greenfever: Just remember, Seth. The day will come when God will look upon you and expect to be rewarded, as you've promised.

Seth Lerch: Yep, yep, of course.. of course..

Greenfever leaves. Seth shakes his head.

Seth Lerch: Why do I employ these maniacs?!

We go back to ringside.


The New Confederacy vs Mikami/Ryan Daniels vs The Big Time Jerks
Ladder Match

Zach Davis: Next up, a match that’s sure to be epic: a triple threat ladder match for the WCF Tag Team Titles!

Shannan Lerch: It will be historic, Zach. First to the ring, the recently formed New Confederacy...

"Renegade" by Styx begins to play over the PA system as Johnny Reb and Doc Henry step out onto the stage. Images of past matches play on the Jumbotron, while both men make their way down the ramp, working the crowd at ringside. Doc mounts the ring steps in a dignified manner, while Johnny slips through the ropes. Both men take a moment to pose for the fans before going to their corner to await the bell.

Zach Davis: The crowd is already worked up here tonight! The appearance of Doc Henry and Johnny Reb is nothing short of exhilarating for these fans!

Shannan Lerch: Meh. This is only their second match as an official tag team, and honestly, I think our next competitors have the better shot...

The lights go out and Mikami's double-M logo appears on the JumboTron as "Unholy Confessions" by Avenged Sevenfold plays. The lights turn back on but are now red, revealing Mikami and Daniels standing at the top of the ramp. He runs down the ramp, dives into the ring and then jumps back up to his feet. Ryan Daniels is right behind him; he runs up the ring steps and slingshots into the ring. Daniels runs up the turnbuckles and stops, one foot on the top buckle and the other on the second he points out to the crowd.

Zach Davis: Well if there’s one thing you can count on from these two, it’s unpredictability. Their performance in the ring hasn’t been exactly consistent, but there’s no doubt that these guys are ready for action tonight!

Shannan Lerch: And last, but not least, the current Tag Team Champions...

The arena goes pitch black and all of a sudden the Jumbotron reads BIG TIME JERKS in red. Smoke covers the entranceway and "Super Villian" by Powerman 5000 starts playing. Big Time Jerks come out wearing black BTJ t-shirts . They walk towards the ring with the BTJ's haveing ice glares towards the ring as Alyssa is taunting the fans by flipping the crowd the middle finger and yelling out their all hillbillies.

The belts are already suspended high above the ring. There is a moment of brief deliberation as each respective team tries to figure out who should start; Doc and Reb resolve the issue with a quick round of “Rock, Paper, Scissors.” The bell rings.

Zach Davis: Doc Henry starting for his team, facing off against Mikami and Adam Young of the Big Time Jerks. Young wastes no time, going right after Mikami with a solid right!

But Mikami ducks and returns a punch of his own that sends Young reeling. Mikami seems to have forgotten Doc Henry, who cinches in a waistlock. A series of quick elbow strikes to Henry’s head, however, earns him his freedom. Adam Young goes on the offensive again, but Mikami gets out of the way, going for the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: Mikami with a moonsault... but NO!

Young catches Miakmi in midair and slams him to the mat with authority. Adam Young looks out over the audience, taunting, while Doc Henry climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle...

Zach Davis: Young better watch out...

Indeed, Adam Young turns around, just in time to be met with a flying neckbreaker from Henry! Doc is on his feet again in an instant, and hauls Young up with him, setting him up for a Pedigree. But Adam Young grabs hold of Henry’s legs and drops Doc onto his back. In one continuous motion, he flips Henry over and locks in a Boston Crab.

Shannan Lerch: Looks like Adam Young has finally found his momentum! This is a smart strategy by Young. He can’t win on a submission in this match, but he can do a lot of damage to Henry’s legs here.

Zach Davis: Not if Mikami has anything to say about it, though! He’s on the ropes again!

Shannan Lerch: And the Masaya Complex out of nowhere!

Zach Davis: Which gives Doc Henry the chance to recover enough to find his way to his corner and tag in Johnny Reb!

Reb launches himself over the top rope and rushes into the fray as Mikami is pulling Young to his feet once more. Reb and Mikami exchange a glance, Mikami shrugs, and the two of them put Young over the ropes with a double clothesline. Reb and Mikami stand face to face, each sizing the other up for just a second before the punches start flying.

Meanwhile, Austin Adams is helping Young drag a ladder out from under the ring. Young slides it under the bottom rope and climbs back in as Mikami gains the upper hand over Johnny Reb. Young hefts the ladder, and, holding it like a battering ram, he charges at both men. The impact takes Reb and Mikami to the mat, and Young wastes no time capitalizing. He lifts the ladder and prepares to slam it down on Reb...

Shannan Lerch: This may be it for the New Confederacy...

But no! Johnny rolls out of the way just in the nick of time! Frustrated, Young drops the ladder and makes a dash for his corner, tagging in Austin Adams as Reb and Mikami get back up again. Mikami grabs the ladder, and nails Johnny Reb with it. Reb looks dazed as he stumbles drunkenly backward. Austin Adams keeps his distance, wary, so Mikami throws the ladder, smacking him in the face.

Zach Davis: Mikami is cleaning house! Looks like he wants this match over with! He’s setting up the ladder...

Slowly, a stunned Johnny Reb begins to recover. Mikami starts to climb. Daniels shouts encouragement, while Young and Henry both yell at their partners to get up. Mikami stops halfway up the ladder, looking down at his rivals with an air of detached interest. Austin Adams is back on his feet first, approaching the ladder rapidly. Seeing no other choice, Mikami flies off the ladder with a perfectly timed seated senton!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my gawd! Mikami takes Austin Adams down in spectacular fashion!

Zach Davis: That was indeed a stunning move! But Mikami better watch out... Johnny Reb is up again, and just looking for a fight!

Reb is, indeed. He charges across the ring and nails Mikami with a high knee to the side of the head. Not willing to waste any more time, he goes for a cross kneelock, but before he can lock it in, Austin Adams comes out of nowhere with a spear. Ignoring Mikami for the moment, Adams goes to work on Johnny, stomping away at his chest and ribs.

Shannan Lerch: Adams in rare form tonight. He’s absolutely vicious!

Austin Adams stops, pulls Reb to his feet, and drags the Inveterate Confederate over to the Jerks’ corner, where Adam Young waits impatiently. Adams makes the tag, and the two of them execute a spike piledriver before Adams climbs back through the ropes.

Zach Davis: Great teamwork by the champs here! They really know what they’re doing!

While Adams and Young proceed to double-team Johnny Reb, Mikami has recovered and tags in a fresh Ryan Daniels. Daniels takes one look at the brutality, smiles to himself, and makes a beeline for the ladder. Doc Henry stands on the ring apron, looking uncertainly at the referee, who is busy keeping an eye on the Big Time Jerks.

Shannan Lerch: The Jerks may not be champs for long. Look at Ryan Daniels go! Nobody can stop him now!

Henry appears to make a decision, and climbs through the ropes into the ring. Mikami sees him and also enters the ring, looking to head him off, but Doc Henry is just a little quicker. Henry dropkicks the ladder, sending Ryan Daniels crashing to the mat. This gets the attention of the referee, who advances on Doc. Doc hurries back to his spot on the ring apron, trying to look innocent and failing miserably.

Suddenly concerned about the safety of their titles, Young and Adams stop their beating of Johnny Reb. Young hurries to the middle of the ring and starts setting up the ladder again. Daniels and Reb both lie motionless on the mat, but Daniels is stirring. Slowly, Ryan Daniels gets to his feet again. Young, with his back turned, doesn’t see Daniels stalking him, waiting for just the right moment...

Zach Davis: And there’s Ryan Daniels with a running Yakuza kick! Young is on the mat; he may be knocked out!

At the precise same moment, Johnny Reb, having made his way painfully and slowly to his own corner, tags in Doc Henry.

Shannan Lerch: Daniels better watch out! Doc Henry is now the legal man for the New Confederacy.

Ryan does, in fact, realize this. Already on the ladder again, he quickens his pace, trying to climb to the top before Doc can get there. Doc starts climbing, too, catching up rapidly. Daniels reaches through the rungs, trying to get at Doc and unbalance him, but Henry holds his ground. Austin Adams watches their progress intently, then hops off the ring apron.

Zach Davis: What is this guy doing?

The question is answered as Adams reaches under the ring and pulls out a table, sliding it under the ropes while the ref’s attention is focused on the two men climbing the ladder. He climbs in and manages to set up the table before the official spots him and chases him out again.

Shannan Lerch: I don’t like the looks of this, Zach...

Daniels and Henry seem to have a similar idea at the same time. Both men hurry for the top of the ladder, each trying to stall the other’s progress. The ladder shakes precariously under them.

Zach Davis: I’d like to take this opportunity to remind our viewers to never, ever try this at home. These men are trained professionals, and.... OH SWEET JESUS! DID YOU SEE THAT?!

Shannan Lerch: Doc Henry and Ryan Daniels are broken in half! Henry and Daniels just fell off the ladder and right through the table Austin Adams set up in the ring!

The crowd is on their feet, cheering this spectacle of mayhem, as paramedics rush to ringside. A dazed Doc Henry waves off medical assistance, to a renewed frenzy of applause and yelling. Daniels, however, is somewhat less fortunate; paramedics wheel him out on a stretcher.

Zach Davis: Wow... Folks, we’ll keep you updated on the condition of Ryan Daniels as we know more. For now, Mikami has agreed to finish the match without his partner.

Shannan Lerch: Remember, the legal men at this point are Doc Henry, Adam Young, and Mikami.

The remnants of the table are cleared from the ring as the three men take a moment to size each other up. Young goes directly after Mikami, but Mikami nails him with a roundhouse kick. Henry goes after Mikami as well, with the same result, getting hit with the kick. Mikami grabs a nearby ladder and sets it up.

Zach Davis: This is going to be difficult for Mikami, with Ryan Daniels out of the equation for now. No one to watch his back.

Before Mikami starts climbing, he runs to Austin Adams and Dropkicks him off the apron. He then runs at Reb and feigns doing the same thing, but instead grabs Reb's head and slams it into the turnbuckle, causing Reb to fall off the apron as well. After that, Mikami begins climbing the ladder.

Shannan Lerch: Smart. Should be clear sailing now for Mikami!

But no, not quite. As Mikami reaches the top, Doc Henry has quickly started climbing up as well. Mikami reaches for the belts, but Henry reaches the top and hits a few shots to Mikami's midsection. They begin brawling, trying to knock each other off the ladder...

Zach Davis: What is gonna happen here?

Adam Young is up! He grabs the ladder and tips it over!

Shannan Lerch: Young from out of nowhere!

Doc Henry flies out of the ring, while Mikami is able to crash inside it, at least. Young climbs to the top rope and Adams illegally enters the ring...

Zach Davis: What are they doing here-

Adams gives Young the assist as he flies off the top with a Shooting Star Press!

Shannan Lerch: They call that The Jerk! This has to be it! Mikami is done!

Adams sets the ladder back up and holds it as Young starts climbing up! He's almost to the top...

Zach Davis: The Big Time Jerks are gonna retain!

..Until Doc Henry slides in the ring, near his corner, and quickly tags in Johnny Reb! Reb Springboards over the top rope and jumps onto Adams' shoulders, in the Electric Chair position. But instead of hitting a move, Reb grabs Adam Young, who is standing on the ladder. Reb hits a move on both men, German Suplexing Young off the ladder while taking Adams down with a Victory Roll style move!

Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD! That was insane!

Zach Davis: I've NEVER seen anything like that in my life, Shannan.

The ladder stays standing, but the Big Time Jerks all roll out of the ring. Johnny Reb quickly climbs up the ladder, as quickly as possible anyway..

Shannan Lerch: Is the New Confederacy gonna get it?

Yes! Reb reaches up and grabs one of the belts! He throws it down to Doc Henry, and then grabs the other one!

Zach Davis: The New Confederacy has done it! We have new Tag Team Champions!

Reb hops down off the ladder as the New Confederacy theme begins to play. Mikami is outside the ring, looking up in anger. The Big Time Jerks are trying to figure out what happened. Johnny Reb and Doc Henry both climb up adjacent turnbuckles and raise their Titles high in the air.

Tank Reaper/Anthrax Segment

Hank Brown is shown catching up with Tank Reaper backstage whose walking in pure black suit and tie. Hank gets to Tank..

Hank Brown: Tank! Why? Why do that to your best friend and teammate?

Tank says nothing. His look is disturbing and menacing.

Hank Brown: Tank? What is your problem? Answer me!

Tank says nothing again but this time just walks away. Tank shoves Colton out of the way who gets shoved into Anthrax. Colton turns around and yells..

Colton: Watch where you're going you big son of a bitch!

Tank Reaper turns around and just takes two quick steps into the stiffest big boot/front kick right into Coltons face. Anthrax comes up for an attack and Tank Reaper grabs him and Irish whips him right into the cement wall. Tank grabs Anthrax's head and throws him right into the back door out of the arena. Anthrax' head smashes through the small three feet by three feet window in the door. Anthrax goes flying through the door all cut up. Tank Reaper picks up Colton and picks him up over his head and lawn-darts him head first into the wall! Tank Reaper kicks the door off the hinges and the camera follows him. Tank picks up the door and slams it right down on Anthrax. Tank walks away as several ambulance workers, WCF official staff, and several jobber-wrestlers make their ways to Colt and Anthrax.

Zach Davis: What the hell was that about?

Shannan Lerch: Something is up with Tank Reaper.

Zach Davis: I'm not a fan of Colt nor Anthrax, but that was a bit uncalled for.

Shannan Lerch: I hope they're alright, but what the hell is wrong with Tank Reaper?

Zach Davis: Perhaps not enough sex. A bit low, I know, but it had to be said.

Seth Lerch vs Brad Kane
Advantage Match

Zach Davis: And now its time for the Advantage match between our owner and commissioner. Truely an odd way of this match happening.

Shannan Lerch: Well if my brother could've stopped acting like a creep maybe this wouldn't have happened! But either way, I must support him because he is my boss and my brother.

Zach Davis: To be honest, I'd be wrestling in this match myself because a date with Freya sounds great...

Shannan Lerch: With your luck Zach, you'd end up getting Hot Dog Mascot.

The house lights go out in the arena as the opening of "Prayer Of The Refugee" by Rise Against flares up. Strobe lights begin to go insane.

"Warm yourself by the fire son
And the morning will come soon
I’ll tell you stories of a better time
In a place that we once knew

Before we packed our bags
And left all this behind us in the dust
We had a place that we could call home
And a life no one could touch"

Brad Kane appears in the entry way as the crowd cheers seeing him. Brad inhales before he makes his way down the ring. A few hands get slapped but not many as once Brad is at ringside, he hops up on the ring apron. The lights are back to normal as they enter the ring as he heads to the nearest turnbuckle and goes up to the middle buckle. Some take pictures as he steps down, inhaling once more as he does the same thing on the other side of the ring. He then backs into the corner as he then waits for the match to begin as his entrance song fades off.

Shannan Lerch: Good idea, having a different entrance song when he wrestles.

Zach Davis: Agreed.

"Master of Puppets" hits and Seth walks out. He walks down to the ring, slapping a few hands. Those that will allow him that is. There are a few signs in the crowd that label him a pig. He headbangs to the music a bit once he's in the ring.

Zach Davis: Seth gets every single advantage in this match. Rope breaks, though only six of them and he can use any object he sees fit.

Shannan Lerch: Some people may label this as something silly but for once, I think its nice to see a person recognize that my brother isn't a full time wrestler.

Zach Davis: No matter, this should be most interesting!

The two men glare at one another as the camera cuts to the front row. There sits Freya Kane Ragnal, looking unhappy that if somehow Seth wins, she has to go on a date with him. Seth waves to her and blows a kiss, trying to win her favor but he only gets the middle finger.

Shannan Lerch: OH THAT WAS TOTALLY UNCALLED FOR!

Zach Davis: She's a married woman Shannan. Do you think she wants to go out with your scrawny brother?

Shannan Lerch: He's not scrawny! Seth was always a bit underdeveloped while we were growing up. Either way that was extremely rude of Freya since he was only trying to show his love.

*DING DING DING!*

Now that the bell has sounded, we are underway. Both men knows the rules as Brad has a sly grin on his face, inviting Seth to take a shot at his face. Seth steps up and cocks his hand back and goes for the fences but Brad ducks out of the way and once Seth turns around he gets a stiff kick to the ribs. Seth drops to a knee, trying to regain his breath. Brad leans against the ropes and waits for him to get up. Slowly Seth is back onto his feet and steps into the middle of the ring. He puts his hands in the air, looking for a lock up. Brad is more then happy to grant this request. Once the two men have locked up, Brad forces Seth down to the mat, pinning his shoulders down but quickly gets one off of the canvas. Seth is pulled into a sitting position as Brad kicks him in the chest twice before letting go of him completely. Seth rolls around on the mat.

Zach Davis: Even with everything in Seth's advantage it won't do him any good getting kicked like this.

Shannan Lerch: I think more then anything, Brad's kicks should've been made illegal. I've seen what they've done to people. Complete and utter destruction.

Zach Davis: Just remember when he was still Reckless Jack and didn't know how to pick someone apart.

Shannan Lerch: I miss those days when people could confuse him...

While Seth is on the mat, Brad pulls him over to his back and puts him into a cross armbar. Seth is screaming in pain, the hold tearing at everything in his right arm. With everything he has Seth lunges his left arm towards the bottom rope and grabs onto it. Brad releases the hold knowing that he just cost Seth a rope break.

Shannan Lerch: Dammit!

Zach Davis: And Seth only has five remaining now.

In fact Seth pulls himself out of the ring. The ref keeps Brad held back in the ring. Seth takes his time on the floor, collecting his thoughts and planning on how to counter what Brad's thrown at him in the early going. He grabs a chair from ringside after pushing a worker out of it. After its tossed into the ring, Seth then takes another chair and does the same thing. Brad leans against the corner and waits for Seth to get back into the ring and be a man. Seth slides into the ring and tells the ref to keep Brad backed up. Brad allows Seth to stand before running and taking his head off with a leaping yakuza kick! Seth looks dead as Brad covers.

One!

Two!!

And Seth is able to kick out. Brad shrugs his shoulders before pulling him back up to a vertical base. Another kick to the ribs followed by an elbow to the face. While Seth reels back into the ropes, Brad pulls him in and hits a perfect butterfly DDT!

Zach Davis: I don't see this lasting much longer.

Shannan Lerch: I'm tired of seeing this happen to my brother all the time. Really give him a break people.

Zach Davis: Well if he gave people a break maybe...

Another cover follows.

One!

Two!!

Seth gets a shoulder up again. Brad offers another shrug before pulling Seth up. Before anything can manage to happen Seth fires off an elbow to his rival. Brad takes a few steps back as Seth charges with a clothesline that sees Brad fall to the canvas. With his chance opened, Seth grabs a chair and waits for Brad to stand. BAM! Hard chair shot to the head as the crowd boos.

Shannan Lerch: Yay!

Zach Davis: It was only a matter of time before Seth used one of those chairs.

Shannan Lerch: Did you hear the shot though? My goodness!

Seth grins as he drops down and begins to choke Brad Kane. After a few seconds Seth stops and stomps on his commissioner. The crowd begins to boo as Seth places a chair over Brad's head. After taking a few steps backwards, Seth runs and drops a leg against the chair. The echo goes through the arena before a cover follows.

One!

Two!!

Brad lifts a shoulder off of the mat. Seth doesn't waste a single second in keeping on his attack. He grabs Brad and puts him into an armbar of his own. This proves to be a horrible idea as Brad is able to wiggle his way into a reversal that sees him putting Seth into a rear naked choke! Luckily for Lerch the ropes are near as he grabs the bottom one yet again. Brad releases the hold and tries to collect himself after the chair shot a few moments ago.

Zach Davis: I don't believe we'll be seeing any more submissions attempts from Seth in this match.

Shannan Lerch: He should've known better. Although with that look in his eye, Brad might be in for more trouble...

Indeed Brad is in for more problems as Seth has the chair in hand again. After ramming it into Brad's gut, he slams it over his back, sending Kane down to the mat. The crowd boos again as Seth dodges out of the ring for a moment. While the apron is lifted, he pulls out a trash can, a lid for said trash can and a cardboard cut out of Megan.

Shannan Lerch: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT FOR?

Zach Davis: He must've been in my hotel room last night!

Shannan Lerch: What was that?

Zach Davis: I said nothing.

All the items go into the ring as the crowd begins to chant at the boss of WCF. Freya stands in the front row leading it.

Crowd: SETH'S A POOPIE HEAD! SETH'S A POOPIE HEAD! SETH'S A POOPIE HEAD!

In the ring, Seth stomps his foot on the mat, trying to get everyone to shut up. It doesn't work as Brad is back on his feet. Seth turns around to get a kick to the temple. He falls into the corner as Brad rushes for a shining wizard in the corner. Seth moves out of the way, Brad connecting with the buckles. Seth gets the trash can and puts Brad's head into it. He then grabs a chair and slams it down on the trash can! The crowd gasps before booing at the move done by Seth.

Zach Davis: NO! YOU DAMN POOPIE HEAD!

Shannan Lerch: Seth is not a poopie head contrary to a three year old's opinion! He is beating Brad Kane like a mule right now.

Zach Davis: Eh I'd say he's beating Brad like he beats his...

Shannan Lerch: Hey now!.

Seth pulls the trash can off from Brad and covers him.

One!

Two!!

Thre!!!

NO! BRAD GETS A SHOULDER UP! The crowd goes insane thinking that might've been completely it with the bruality behind all the chair shots. Seth pulls at his hair a little bit before pulling Brad up and standing him up in the corner. Seth grabs the cutout of Megan and slings his arm around it, trying to get Brad completely angry. Brad opens his eyes to see Seth kiss the cutout. Being loopy from the chair shots, he's enraged, thinking its all real. After yelling out, he charges Seth and nails him with an elbow to the jaw.

Shannan Lerch: Oh good lord. This is just... Seth you idiot.

Zach Davis: Yeah, not too smart.

Brad pulls Seth back and takes his head off with the BK Backfist. But this isn't all! He grabs Seth and slowly lifts him before going for the LMSBCBK but Seth begins to elbow out of it. Brad steps back a bit before rushing forward. Seth dodges out of the way as Brad crashes into the Megan cutout! Seth takes this to his advantage to hit Brad with the trash can lid and drag him up to his feet. Slowly he gets hooked up for Seth's Crucifix Powerbomb! Brad tries to slide out from it but no! IT CONNECTS RIGHT ON THE TRASH CAN LID! Seth covers.

One!

Two!!

Three!!!

NO, BRAD GETS HIS SHOULDER UP YET AGAIN! Seth is beside himself right now as he pounds the mat in complete frustration.

Zach Davis: Oh that was close. That was really, really close.

Shannan Lerch: No kidding. My brother was so close to a date with Freya he could taste it!

Zach Davis: But how much does Brad have left?

Seth does something uncharacteristic and goes to the top rope. He takes a moment to point to Freya and blow a kiss in her direction. Freya ignores him as Seth turns his attention back to Brad. Brad is standing before Seth leaps off of the top with a crossbody that takes Brad down. Brad rolls through but then Seth rolls that through! He ends up on top of Brad near the ropes as he puts his feet on the ropes.

One!

Two!!

Three!?!

Wait, what? The bell rings as everyone is shocked at what just happened. Seth rolls out of the ring proud of himself, raising his arms in the air.

Shannan Lerch: HE DID IT! HE GETS A DATE WITH FREYA!

Zach Davis: You have got to be joking me...

Brad is kneeling in the ring, shocked as anyone else. He calls for a microphone.

Brad Kane: Whoa Seth, hey, not cool. But you won so as per condition, you get a date with my sister. I'm sorry Freya. But you know what, she's not really worried about it. I had something planned out just incase you tried to cheat your way through this one. You see Seth, look at the fine print in the contract. I had them switch it at the last moment to this. If you beat me here at One, you had to go out with Hot Dog Mascot. Nice try Seth but in the end, I still win.

The crowd begins to laugh as Seth is hopping mad on the ramp. He's kicking the air around frustrated that Brad once again got the better of him.

Brad Kane: And as an added bonus not only will I be your commissioner, I'm also going to start wrestling again! But don't worry, I'm not going to hand myself title shots left and right. So Seth, have fun on your date with Hot Dog Mascot.

Brad drops the microphone and waves to Seth before smiling. Seth is still kicking and screaming as we go backstage.

Ace Slaughter Segment

Shannan Lerch: Tonight's been pretty exciting so far, wouldn't you say so Zach?

Zach Davis: It sure has Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: Before our next match gets underway, I understand we have Hank Brown in the back with Ace Slaughter and his friends.

Hank Brown: At this moment, I have standing next to me "Superstar" Ace Slaughter. After what you and your friends have been through, do you think you will be ready for your US title match against the champ, Kevin Hardaway and Jack Cash.

Ace Slaughter: Hank Brown!

The crowd screams with cheers....

Crowd: SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!!

Ace Slaughter: Hank Brown!!

Crowd: What?!?

Ace Slaughter: I said Hank Brown!!!

Crowd: WHAT?!?!?

Ace Slaughter: I said, God Almighty!!! HANK.... BROWN!!!

Crowd: What!

Ace Slaughter: You hear that, Hank? Those are my Maniacs!!! They have stood by me, through thick and thin!! Through the highs and lows!!! These fans are my TRUE fans!!!

The crowd explodes with cheers!

Ace Slaughter: The experts have said that Kevin Hardaway is supposed to be more popular than me.

The crowd boos!!

Crowd: Hardaway sucks!! Hardaway sucks!! Hardaway sucks!! Hardaway sucks!!

Ace Slaughter: You see, Hank....

Crowd: What?!?!?

Ace Slaughter: The crowd craves flesh!!!

The crowd roars with cheers.

Ace Slaughter: The crowd craves blood!!

The crowd roars again with cheers!!

Ace Slaughter: The crowd wants me to win the WCF United States Championship!!!

The crowd cheers!!!

Crowd: SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!!

Ace Slaughter: Since November 16th, the day that I jumped you after your match with Anastasia Petrova, I declared war on you. I wanted to prove to the world... YOU ARE A JOKE AS CHAMPION!!! You may be praised, but I see through your charades. You are a fake and a phony. You think you have the fans fooled?!

Crowd: NO!!!

Ace Slaughter: See!! I told you!! These fans are way-ay-ay too smart to be fooled by likes of you!!! And Jack Cash, you interfered in my match. You wanted to make a mark on the US title scene. More like a little splash. I have said all I have to say!!! I have made my point!! And TONIGHT.... Me and my Maniacs are gonna take the LA Memorial Coliseum.

Hank Brown: Tonight's match is a NO-DQ TRIPLE THREAT IRONMAN MATCH FOR THE US TITLE!!!

Ace Slaughter: That's absolutely right!!! After tonight, when the smoke has settled and the WCF officials have collected all the pieces and tagged them and put you two back together, that's when I will celebrate my victory. I don't trust you, Hardaway!!! You're a wolf in sheep's clothing. Some of the fans trust you....

Crowd: Boo!!

Ace Slaughter: But, I don't!! That goes, for the same with Jack Cash!!! I don't trust you either!! You say the fans adore you. But, when I mention your name... Jack Cash.

Crowd: Boo-oo-oo-ooo!!!

Ace Slaughter: Right on cue, the crowd boos! So, tonight ends the bickering. Tonight ends the squabbling, the fighting and all the other BS!! TONIGHT...I WILL END IT BY TAKING YOUR US TITLE!!! IF YOU LIKE IT OR YOU DON'T...

The crowd chants along...

Ace Slaughter: YOU... CAN... CHOKE... ON... THAT!!!

Slaughter and his brood of misfits leave backstage...

Shannan Lerch: Well, after that said, we should see one exciting match!!

Zach Davis: I think we put a lot of the crowd mics near Slaughter fans tonight because despite what we just heard, I know for a fact that Hardaway and Cash are hugely popular here tonight.


Jack Cash vs Ace Slaughter vs Kevin Hardaway
No Disqualification Ironman Match

The lights in the arena go dim.

The crowd scrambles to stand up, some with their hands on their ears. Some of the crown run towards the entrance ramp, screaming and yelling.

Shannan Lerch: Uh-oh, the lights are out, Zach!!! The Boogeyman is gonna getchya!

Zach Davis: I'm more scared of Greenfever!

Three sets of spotlights start to rotate around the crowd. A loud siren, similar to a tornado warning, echoes throughout the arena.

Zach is holding his ears, as Shannan stands up. Shannan throws her arms, in the air. Her hands are in the "devil's horns" as "Click click Boom" by Saliva begins to start.

Shannan Lerch: Uncover your ears, you wuss!

Come on, Come on!
Come on, Come on!

The stage area begins to smoke. Gold and white colored lasers flash throughout the arena. Slaughter slowly walks through the smoke. Mini Ace dressed as Slaughter, crawls through slaughter legs. Slaughter is wearing a gold mask with a white large star, over his right eye. An red anarchy symbol, is in the center of the star. Slaughter is wearing white long tights, with gold trim. A large red anarchy symbol, is on either side of his tights. Ace is wearing white boots, with gold trim, with the same red symbol on both boots. Slaughter has white tape, from the top knuckle to two inches past his wrists. On his right knuckles say LIVE and his left knuckles say WILD.

Zach Davis: Whoa, look at Ace Slaughter and his new look. He says he is ready. I believe it!

Shannan Lerch: I believe that too!! Just look at him!

All those Saturdays, when kids go out and play
Yo I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze
Wasn't faded, not jaded, just a kid with a pad and pen

Ace Slaughter in gold and white is jumping around slapping every hand he can find. The crowd is going absolutely crazy! At the end, of the ramp, there are two large column, that are shooting out gold colored fire and pyro. Melissa is dancing around everyone. She is still dressed as a demented cheerleader. She is wearing a black skirt, with frilly lace at the bottom of the skirt. Melissa is wearing a torn concert t-shirt, with availability of seeing her white sports bra, underneath. She is wearing black lacy gloves. Under her skirt is black and white striped leggings. She has neatly smeared makeup. Her nails are painted black. And finally she is wearing black converses. Melissa occasionally shakes her butt at the cheering crowd. Mini Ace, dressed like Ace, is acting just like Ace. Keith is wearing a white Boston concert t-shirt. The sleeves are cut off. He is wearing bluejeans and black boots. He stands at 6 feet two inches and weighs 265 pounds. He is making sure that no one gets near him. As like his job explains... HE IS THE BODYGUARD!

And a big imagination
All this, I seek, I find I push the envelope to the line
Make it, break it
Take it, until I’m overrated

Shannan Lerch: Whoa. I'm about to have seizures with all these lasers and spotlights!

Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down on the stereo, hear me on the radio
Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down with the new style and you know it's buck wild
Click Click Boom!
I'm on the radio station TOUR around the nation leaving the scene in devastation

Zach Davis: Just look at Ace Slaughter.

Shannan Lerch: What about him?!

Zach Davis: Doesn't he look determined to win the match and the US title?

Shannan Lerch: When you mention it, he sure does. The look in his eyes. The determination that he has showed. We could be looking at the next US Champion!

I can see it in my mind
I can see it in your eyes
It's close enough to touch it now
far away enough to die!

Shannan Lerch: The one thing that hasn't been mentioned.

Zach Davis: Yea?

Shannan Lerch: With Keith, Melissa, and mini Ace being at ringside, what could they bring into a match like this?

Zach Davis: With it being a NO-DQ match, they could interfere and the referee couldn't disqualify Slaughter, even if he wanted to. Actually, it's a plus for slaughter to have his brood-crew ringside.

Shannan Lerch: Whatever happens, this match has the possibilities of being the match of the new year!!

Zach Davis: Are you nuts?!? This could be the match of the century!

What the hell is wrong with me?
My mom and dad weren't perfect
But still you don't hear no cryin' ass bitchin' from me
Like there seems to be on everybody's CD
So just sit back and relax
And let me have your head for a minute
I can show you somethin' in it
That has yet to be preceded, oh yeah!

Slaughter spins with his arms out, as Melissa skips around blowing kisses to everyone. Keith is just flexing his muscles.

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter's brood crew sure have a lot of personality. They show charisma! They fans love them. They sure bring in the people who buy the tickets, to watch our show. I'm gonna go out on a branch here, but I think that Slaughter's little group needs a little nifty name.... like maybe... Slaughter's Society?

Zach Davis: I cannot hear what he is saying, but from what we are seeing. It looks like Slaughter and his Slaughter Society are walking close to the ring.

Shannan Lerch: I'm telling you Zach, this crowd is going absolutely ape crazy over Ace and his friends!! Look at Mini Ace!

Mini Ace has HIS arms out and he is doing a little spin around, just like Ace. Melissa is bouncing and shaking her butt.

Zach Davis: *gulp*

Shannan Lerch: That's right, ladies and gentlemen.... Zach Davis has a crush. Which is it? Is it Anastasia Petrova or is it The Demented Cheerleader Mellisa?

Zach Davis: Um... um... I think... um...

Shannan Lerch: Exactly!! That's what I thought! You're such a man!

Melissa walks up to the ring and jumps up to the ring apron. Every eye, in the arena, is on her. She grabs the top rope and starts wiggling her butt. The crowd erupts with "wolf whistles". Then she drops and puts out her arms in front of herself and wiggles under the bottom rope. Keith just walks into the ring. Mini Ace walks into the ring and climbs to the bottom turnbuckle. Slaughter runs to the opposite corner than Mini Ace. Slaughter climbs to the second turnbuckle and both of them pound their chests. Keith hands Slaughter a mic. Slaughter talks...

The mic clicks on.

Ace Slaughter: Okay, LA. I wanna hear ya!

The crowd cheers.

Ace Slaughter: NO! I wanna hear ya!

The crowd cheers!

Ace Slaughter: No, LA... SOMEBODY, ANYBODY, EVERYBODY.... SCREA-EA-EA-MM-MMM!

The Memorial Coliseum explodes with cheers! Slaughter and his crew pose in the middle, of the ring, as the crowd click their cameras. Melissa shrieks....

Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down on the stereo, hear me on the radio
Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down with the new style and you know it's buck wild
Click Click Boom!
I'm on the radio station Tour around the nation,
Leavin' the scene in devastation

Crowd: SLAUGHTER! SLAUGHTER! SLAUGHTER! SLAUGHTER!

Why have I clouded up my mind
Why's my mother always right
And will I make it to the end
Or will I crawl away and die

Click click boom
click click boom
click click boom
click click boom

Music begins to fade out....

Kyle Steel: Introducing his opponent....

The lights are suddenly cut. Street Carp by Deftones begins and after Deftones front man Chino Moreno’s scream roars through the arena the song kicks in full force, cuing Jack Cash to walk out onto the stage. The crowd erupts at his arrival, which he plays to by patting his chest and pointing outwards towards the audience before heading down the ramp.

It's not that I care
(truly)
but you're that girl
(with sharp teeth)
who grabs at the walls
(and pulls meat down)

well here's my new address
6 6 4 oh
I forget
it's not like I care
(truly)
but you're that girl
(with gold teeth)
who snaps at the walls
(and won't calm down)

well here's my new address
6 1 5 oh
I forget
there's all your evidence
now take it home run with it
now write it down
did you get it?

well here's my new address
6 6 5 oh
I confess
there's all your evidence
now take it home and have fun with it

Kyle Steel: From Brooke, Connecticut... weighing at ...Jack Cash!!

Once at ringside, Jack Cash scales the ringside stairs and strides along the ring apron before climbing to the second turnbuckle. He stands tall and proud, raising both his arms into the air while light bulbs flicker through the arena as pictures are taken. After dropping his pose, Jack Cash climbs down onto the ring apron then steps through the ropes and into the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Well, we have the two challengers.

Zach Davis: Now, all we need is the champion....

The lights immediately go out now inside the arena. Everybody officially goes ape crazy, because some know who it is, and the rest...well, they like when lights go out. They think it's cool, you know. As the lights are out, spotlights fill the arena, white ones...like lightning as the sound of thunder crackles along the PA system. More spotlights come as more thunder is played along the system. It's when guitars fill up and the following is heard.

I NEED A HERO!

Kyle Steel: From Baltimore, Maryland... weighing in at 251 pounds. The United States Heavyweight Champion.....KEVIN HAR-AR-ARDAWAY-AY-AY-AY!!

There is a mixture of boos and cheers!

Zach Davis: What was the last time, we heard boos for Kevin Hardaway, from the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: Never!!

All of a sudden, the chorus of "Hero" by Skillet kicks on the PA system

I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero
JEN: save me now
I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me
JEN: just in time

White smoke fills the entrance ramp. The white spotlights are strobing to the beat of the song. The song kicks in, the strobe lights are going mad as out from the white smoke, is Kevin Hardaway, hoodie on over his ring gear as he gives off a wicked smile to the crowd and walks slowly to the ring. He walks up the ring steps now and perches himself on top of the nearest turnbuckle, like a hawk ready to strike as the song reaches fever pitch, holding up the WCF United States Championship like a trophy. He keeps smiling to the crowd as he jumps off and leans against the turnbuckle, looking at whoever's in the ring with him as he takes off his coat...ready for battle.

DING-DING

Shannan Lerch: Let's get this match started.

Zach Davis: This is gonna be one hell of a match!! ONE HELL OF A MATCH!

All three men begin to talk smack at each other. They are pointing fingers. Jack Cash is poking his finger at the chest at the champ. Hardaway slap away Cash's hand. Hardaway pushes Slaughter.

Zach Davis: I think all that did was piss off Slaughter.

Jack Cash pushes Slaughter. Slaughter is now shaking with rage and begins to punch Cash in the head. Cash falls down. Hardaway swings at Slaughter and Ace ducks and snaps a jab at the champ.

Shannan Lerch: Another jab by slaughter and another jab. The champ looks stunned. A dropkick by Ace.

Jack Cash runs over and attempts a pin attempt over the champ.

Crowd: On-

Zach Davis: Not even a one count.

As Kevin Hardaway stands up, Jack Cash and Slaughter ties up. Slaughter nails Cash with a deep arm drag. Cash looks stunned. Hardaway kicks Cash, in the head. The US Champion grabs Cash and strikes Jack Cash multiple times in the head and chest with fast and furious strikes. Cash drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring. The crowd cheers for Hardaway, but boos at Cash!!

Zach Davis: Here comes Slaughter!

Hardaway sees Slaughter and ducks the clothesline.

Shannan Lerch: Hardaway kicks slaughter in the gut.

Zach Davis: Slaughter punches Hardaway, in the face!

Shannan Lerch: Hardaway and Slaughter hook up.

Zach Davis: They are all over the ring with no one giving a distinctive advantage.

Shannan Lerch: Here comes Jack Cash with a chair!

Zach Davis: The champion and Slaughter don't see Cash

Hardaway turns around and....

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: The champion gets nailed with the chair!!

WHAM!

Zach Davis: Slaughter gets nailed with a chair.

Jack Cash throws the chair down and runs to a nearby corner. He climbs up the turnbuckle and screams at the crowd.

Zach Davis: Turn around, Jack!

Slaughter runs over to Cash and climbs up to the second turnbuckle and nails Cash with a belly to back suplex. The crowd goes crazy!

Crowd: SLAUGHTER! SLAUGHTER! SLAUGHTER! SLAUGHTER!

As Slaughter raises his arms for the crowd....

Zach Davis: HERE COMES KEVIN HARDAWAY!

The US Champion nails Slaughter in the back of the head and Slaughter flies out of the ring. Slaughter tries to gain composure, while Kevin Hardaway bounces off the ropes and nails Slaughter with a baseball slide. The crowd explodes with cheers.

Crowd: HARDAWAY! HARDAWAY! HARDAWAY! HARDAWAY!

Shannan Lerch: The champion climbs up the turnbuckles and stands on the top turnbuckle. Ace Slaughter tries to stand.

Zach Davis: Kevin Hardaway leaps off the turnbuckle and lands on Slaughter!

Crowd: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!

As Slaughter lies semi-unconscious near the underneath of the ring, Slaughter grabs a can lid and nails Hardaway with it!!

Shannan Lerch: Out of nowhere here comes Cash, with a metal chair.

Zach: Cash smacks the chair against the skull of Slaughter!!

Shannan Lerch: The sound of Slaughter's skull being shattered sounded disgusting!

Jack Cash smacks the champion with the chair. Hardaway falls to the mat at ringside.

Zach Davis: At this moment, it looks like Jack Cash is in full control!!

Cash picks up Slaughter and...

WHAM!

Shannan Lerch: DDT by Cash!

Zach Davis: Cash picks up the champ and...

WHAM!

Shannan Lerch: Another DDT by Cash!!

Zach Davis: Jack Cash rolls the champ into the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Cash goes for a pin attempt. The referee gets into position.

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: Tw-

Zach Davis: Kick out by the champ!

Shannan Lerch: Here comes Slaughter with a ladder.

Zach Davis: You can see blood through Slaughter mask. Slaughter looks hurt.

WHAM!

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter just nailed Jack Cash in the back of his head with the ladder!

Zach Davis: Slaughter props the ladder against a corner. He throws Jack Cash out of the ring.

Slaughter picks up Kevin Hardaway and irish whips him towards the corner....

WHAM!

Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD! The champion just slammed back first into the ladder. Slaughter grabs the ladder and slams it against Kevin Hardaway's already broken body!!

Slaughter grabs the ladder and throws it onto the mat. Ace grabs Hardaway and tosses him into the corner.

Zach Davis: Slaughter picks up Hardaway for what looks like suplex.

Shannan Lerch: No, instead he executes a slingshot suplex and....

WHAM!

Zach Davis: Kevin Hardaway's back lands right on the ladder.

Shannan Lerch: Here comes Jack Cash!! He climbs the turnbuckles...

Zach Davis: It looks like he's gonna fly!

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: Jack Cash just nailed the champion with a flying knee drop.

Zach Davis: But, wait a minute! It looks like Cash hurt himself. He's grabbing for his left knee.

Slaughter sees the opportunity.

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter sees it and he's dragging Cash to the corner. He's wrapping Cash's leg around the ring post. Not once, but twice.

Zach Davis: Slaughter attempts a figure-four on Jack Cash, but...

Shannan Lerch: The US champion just nailed Slaughter, with a ladder to the back of his head.

Hardaway grab Jack Cash and tosses him to the ringside area.

Zach Davis: Slaughter rolls out of the ring. Kevin climbs to the second turnbuckle and poses for the crowd.

Crowd: HARDAWAY!! HARDAWAY! HARDAWAY!

Shannan Lerch: It looks like the champ has this match under control.

But he doesn't see Slaughter with a ball bat wrapped with barbed wire.

Zach Davis: Here comes slaughter with a baseball bat with barbed wire! HOLY COW!! HE JUST NAILED HARDAWAY WITH IT. AND AGAIN... AND AGAIN... AND AGAIN!

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter is a raging lunatic!

With Jack Cash outside, of the ring, slaughter picks up Kevin Hardaway and...

WHAM!

Zack Davis: Slaughter just nailed the champ with a brainbuster...

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter looks around at the cheering crowd! He points to the corner. He climbs up the turnbuckles and flies off....

WHAM!

Zach Davis: SLAUGHTERMATIC! Slaughter rolls up the champ for the pin

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!

Crowd: THREE!

DING-DING-DING

Zach Davis: Slaughter gets the first decision!

Shannan Lerch: Here comes Jack Cash!

Zach Davis: Where did he come from?

Shannan Lerch: He just hit Ace Slaughter with the Tax Deduction!!

Zach Davis: Slaughter just collapsed!! Jack Cash throws Slaughter out of the ring!! He picks up the champion.

Shannan Lerch: It looks like... yes it is... it could be...

WHAM!

Zach Davis: BANKRUPTCY!!

Shannan Lerch: Jack rolls up the champ, for the pin.

Crowd: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!

Crowd: THREE!

DING-DING-DING

Zach Davis: That's it! One decision for Slaughter. One decision for Cash!! And one big goose egg for the US Champion!!

Shannan Lerch: Jack Cash is celebrating. But, look!!

Kevin Hardaway grabs Jack Cash's foot.

Zach Davis: The champ does have some life in him.

Shannan Lerch: Cash can't shake Hardaway's hand away from his foot!

Zach Davis: Look, Slaughter is standing at the ring apron, with a chair!

Shannan Lerch: And Kevin Hardaway is not letting Cash move!

WHAM!

Zach Davis: Slaughter just drilled Cash with a chair.

Shannan Lerch: Hardaway stands up! But here comes Slaughter..

WHAM!

Slaughter nails Hardaway with a chair shot!

Shannan Lerch: Now all three have shed blood tonight!

Zach Davis: But look! Hardaway's blood in his face seems to be causing him to snap! He's yelling and he's getting back to his feet..

Shannan Lerch: Look at him!! The champ has gone completely nuts!

Hardaway grabs the chair from Slaughter and slams the chair into his own head, not once, but twice!

Crowd: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!

Hardaway then slams the chair against Slaughter's head, which cause his head to practically explode with blood escaping his mask and flying everywhere!!

Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! ACE SLAUGHTER IS DEAD!

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway has gone completely crazy!

Zach Davis: But, Jack Cash stands up and doesn't see anything!

Shannan Lerch: But, Kevin Hardaway does and clamps on the dragon sleeper...

Jack Cash tries to fight it.

Zach Davis: Look at Jack Cash, he is trying to fight it.

Kevin Hardaway pulls Jack Cash down to the mat and wraps his legs around him and immediately Jack Cash taps out!!

DING-DING-DING

Shannan Lerch: It's official. All three now have decision.

Zach Davis: It's official, all three all laying down onto the mat!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my god!! Look at the crowd!

Zach Davis: I KNOW! Everyone is standing! I'm not kidding! Every single person, in the crowd is standing and clapping and cheering!

Ace Slaughter stands up, with blood dripping out and through his mask!

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway stands up!

Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!! JACK CASH IS STANDING! ALL THREE LACERATED!!

Shannan Lerch: And all three dripping blood, all over the ring!

Ace Slaughter swings at Hardaway and connects with a left haymaker to the chin! Hardaway nails Cash with a hard openhanded slap to his face! And Jack Cash smashes a european uppercut to Ace Slaughter!!

Zach Davis: Oh my God! This could be the best match I have ever seen!

Hardaway has had enough. He grabs Slaughter and throws him out of the ring. He then turns to Cash and kicks him in the gut...

Shannan Lerch: Williams Driver! This is it!

Hardaway collapses onto Cash.

ONE!

TWO!

Zach Davis: THR-

No! Ace Slaughter has just flown off the top, hitting the Slaughtermatic on both Hardaway and Cash simultaneously!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!

Hardaway rolls off of Cash and Slaughter pins Jack, hooking his leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE.

Zach Davis: Slaughter is ahead, with two victories under his belt!

Shannan Lerch: And Zach, look at the time! Less than a minute left!

Outside the ring, Hardaway looks up, realizing what has happened. He looks at the jumbotron and a look of panic crosses his face. He quickly slides into the ring. Slaughter goes to strike him, but Hardaway blocks it. Hardaway throws Slaughter into the turnbuckle, runs at him..

Zach Davis: Yakuza Kick!

Slaughter stumbles out from the corner and falls to the mat. Hardaway quickly turns him over, runs to the ropes...

Shannan Lerch: Lionstomp! Hardaway has him!

Zach Davis: ONLY A FEW SECONDS LEFT!

Hardaway pins Slaughter!

ONE!..

TWO!..

BUZZZZZ.

Shannan Lerch: NEW UNITED STATES CHAMPION!

The ref's hand comes down for the three, but it was after the buzzer. Hardaway's face looks heartbroken as Ace Slaughter's music starts playing. Hardaway rolls off and Slaughter uses his last remaining strength to fight to get to his feet and have the ref raise his hand.

Zach Davis: Ace Slaughter has done it.. he's won the United States Title. I don't believe it!

The ref gives him the US Title as Ace's band of misfits join him in the ring to celebrate. He raises the belt in the air for a huge pop before he and his group exits the ring, heading to the back.

Shannan Lerch: What an exciting match.. what an exciting match indeed.

Zach Davis: Hardaway really did give it his all and was a second away from tying Slaughter. He just didn't have enough tonight.

Dejected, Hardaway and Jack Cash both head to the back, shaking their heads in disappointment.

Skyler Striker Segment

“Fallen, broken. Simply dissolved into an incomplete thought. An empty shell, cracked, and disfigured. With no remorse, I have been blinded by the darkness. With no disdain, I have received my punishment. And with no haste, I await them.”

The crowd cheer as the familiar opening to “Fallen Angels” by Ra plays over the system, announcing the entrance of former WCF World Champion Skyler Striker. The crowd get to their feet and cheer as red pyro explode, and the spotlights illuminate the form of a man dressed in red, tattered maroon pants adorning his lower half. The scars and rips remain from the days they appeared, back in matches against Jack of Blades at Revenge and Danny Vice at One. Finally, the lights settle and Skyler Striker turns around, walking to the ring with purpose and a smile on his face. Sliding underneath the ropes, a mic is thrown his way and he smiles at the tremendous crowd, who have started up loud chants of ‘STRIKER! STRIKER!’.

Skyler Striker: Let me tell you, ladies and gentlemen... it is GOOD to be back in a WCF ring.

More cheers erupt and Striker’s smile only widens.

Skyler Striker: My apologies for not making it here to the awards show – I’ve been somewhat busy with my affairs in other federations. But nonetheless, I’m here now and I’ll be damned if I didn’t show up to pay respect to the company that put me on the mat!

Applause emanates from the crowd.

Skyler Striker: I remember when I signed my WCF contract – I had no idea that Danny Vice would affect my career so much simply by attacking me with a chair that fateful August afternoon. But it springboarded me from rookie to sensation for match after match – Ultimate Showdown. School of Pain. Hellimination. One. Danny Vice and myself forged a rivalry that would be remembered. I had other challenges, as well – Jade defecting to Jack of Blades and my matches against him at the inaugural XIII and then Revenge. From there, the Hardcore Championship, the Tag Championship. But it was after that when I feel I truly became a superstar of this company.

More crowd cheering as Striker takes a quick pause.

Skyler Striker: At War VII, I entered with only one objective – win, so I could defeat Jack of Blades one more time. When I heard my name being chanted through that arena, I felt like I belonged. Then I was injured. I planned a return. Did extra rehab. I disguised myself as Biohazard, and before I knew it, I was standing in the ring, unmasking myself before Jack of Blades. The World Title was mine. I remember everything being a blur, week to week as I dealt with Bobby Cairo while I went through the World Series. Victories over Creeping Death, Jay Williams, TXO, Thunder, Johnny Craven and eventually Cairo himself spurred me on to believe that I was actually a deserving World Champion. Then, before WCF went under, I fell in the Nightmare Chamber to Creeping Death. But I don’t regret making the decision to put up my World Title. Not one bit.

The crowd are in an awed hush as Striker speaks from the heart.

Skyler Striker: I’d like to thank a few people for making WCF so important to me. Danny Vice, Mike Ragnal, Creeping Death, Thunder, Bobby Cairo and Jack of Blades, for being great teammates and better opponents. To Shannan and Zach, for commentating faithfully every week. And finally, to Seth Lerch. You gave me a chance to shoot for the top and I haven’t looked back since. Thankyou so much. Thankyou again and enjoy WCF ONE!

“Fallen Angels” hits and Skyler bows in the ring to the fans, walking back up the ramp with a smile and handing out hi-fives before exiting the arena.

Jay Price vs Logan

Zach Davis: This next match up could be the most highly anticipated match of the decade.

Shannan Lerch: That's the understatement of the year Zach. This is going to be Match Of The Decade, guaranteed.

Zach Davis: You're only saying that because your boyfriend is in the match.

Shannan Lerch: And you're point is?

Zach Davis: *sigh*

Inside of the ring WCF announcer Kyle Steel is standing with a microphone in hand.

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

A drum beat rolls, it rolls, it rolls, it beats and echoes dying to make the fans ears bleed. Say Anything "Chia-Like, I Shall Grow" BLASTS the speakers, the crowd explodes in unison. Logan pops out from behind the black curtains just as ecstatic as the crowd, jumping in place and happily soaking in the energy from the audience.

Kyle Steel: From Virginia, weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds....Loooooogan!

Then.. he takes off in a focused march down the ramp way. Taking advantage of the ring steps, Logan climbs up them and enters the ring stepping through the middle rope. Logan climbs the rings turnbuckle, his eyes scanning the audience who anticipate what's next.. he throws both arms up in the air raising the title high, on que, the crowd screams and does so as well. Letting his arms slowly fall to his sides, Logan hops off the turnbuckle and his theme music cuts.

Zach Davis: Logan. The man so many call Mr. WCF. A mainstay here since the beginning it would be so hard to imagine WCF without him.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah yeah, he's great Zach.

Kyle Steel: And introducing his opponent, from Philadelphia Pennsylvania...

All of the lights in the arena go out as strobe lights begin flickering on the stage sending the crowd into a chorus of boos and anti-Price chants. As the crowd boos Gillie Da Kid's "Get Down On Da Ground" blasts over the arena's PA system, drowning out all of them. The strobe lights go out and blasts of red and white pyro go off from opposite ends of the stage. The strobe lights come back on as Jay Price comes walking out from the curtain with his head bowed. His head and face are covered by the hood of a black hooded sweatshirt, which covers his muscular upper body.

Kyle Steel: Weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, Jay Price!

At the sound of his name Price lifts his head up and at the same time uses his hands to flip back his hood, revealing a red Phillies fitted that covers most of face. The only thing that can be seen is his trademark grin and the abscence of his chinstrap goatee. He begins slowly walking down the ramp, seemingly soaking in the boos from the crowd as he stares down Logan.

Zach Davis: And Jay Price. The man considered to be not only the future of WCF, but the future of professional wrestling as a whole. Talent, charisma and so much potential all sometimes harbored by his nasty attitude towards the fans and fellow wrestlers.

Shannan Lerch: I'm loving this new entrance. Those strobe lights really make him look hotter than usual. And I'm so glad he went back to his old music, that stuff he was using just wasn't him.

Zach Davis: For once can you try and be professional Shannan.

Shannan Lerch: Oh, you mean like you are whenever Anastasia Petrova is around.

Zach Davis: *silence*

Shannan Lerch: Just like I thought.

Price reaches the ring steps and walks up them before climbing through the middle and top ropes. He takes off his sweatshirt and hat and throws them to the referee who tosses them off to the side. Price walks off to his corner and nonchalantly rests against the ropes as his music cuts and the lights in the arena come back on. The referee looks at both men and then over at the timekeeper before giving the signal for the bell.

Zach Davis: And this match has officially begun.

Price comes out of the corner and heads for the center of the ring, as does Logan. The two meet up in the center of the ring and stand toe to toe, eye to eye. The crowd dies down as the two have a stare down for the ages.

Zach Davis: You could cut the tension in this arena with a butter knife.

Price begins jawing at Logan who seems unfazed. Price reaches back with his right hand and slaps Logan across the face. Logan looks away stunned and turns back...unloading with a slap of his own. The crowd starts back up as the two begin trading shots.

Shannan Lerch: And you had to know this was coming. After what Logan did to Jay after he lost his TV Title, he had this coming.

Zach Davis: Logan had this coming? What about everything Price did to him?

Price drops down under one of Logan's punches and tackles him to the ground. He gets on top and begins hitting him with punches before applying a headlock. The crowd is firmly behind Logan as they begin clapping, stomping their feet and chanting his name, doing everything they can to motivate him. The motivation seems to work as Logan begins to make his way to his feet. He gets to an elevated position and begins fighting to get out of it, hitting elbow after elbow into the stomach of Price. He slips out of the headlock and is able to get behind Price. He reaches out and locks in the sleeper hold.

Zach Davis: The Connector!

Logan tries to flip over but Price gets enough slack in the sleeper hold to push Logan off, sending him to the mat in front of him.

Shannan Lerch: And just like Logan's life, that move was a complete failure.

Logan sits up just as Price is running and hitting the ropes in front of him. Price comes back and hits him in the face with a dropkick.

Zach Davis: The speed of Price is so deadly. To look at him you wouldn't think of it, but he can fly when he wants to.

Price grabs hold of Logan and tries to lift him by his head...but Logan hits him with a shot to the jaw. Price stands straight up and Logan gets to his feet, hitting Price with a series of chops to the chest. Logan grabs Price's arm and whips him into the ropes and when he comes back, he takes Price to the mat with an arm drag. Price gets back to his feet and turns around and Logan hits him with another arm drag. Price gets up and Logan runs at him and takes him over the top rope with a clothesline. Logan goes to follow but the referee steps between him and the ropes. Price is outside the ring and appears to be utilizing the ten count to his advantage.

Referee: One..Two..Three..Four..Five

Price pounds on the ring apron is frustration before staring up at Logan.

Zach Davis: And Price just can't seem to figure out Logan's offense yet. He's yet to take over the match like he has so many times.

Referee: Eight..Nine

Price slides into the ring at the nine count and gets back to his feet. Logan comes out of the corner he was resting in with a sigh. Price stands in the center of the ring and motions for Logan to do a test of strength. Logan obliges and the two lock up with Price taking the advantage. The crowd stays behind Logan, cheering him on as he tries to fight back.

Crowd: Lets go Logan. Lets go Logan. Lets go Logan.

Logan is slowly making a comeback as a look of confusion comes over the look of Price. He looks around at the crowd and tries to quiet them down to no avail. Logan makes the comeback and switches the hold around, this time with Price on the wrong end of this test of strength. Logan pushes Price's arms up into a wrist lock before using his leg to trip Price backwards onto the mat.

Zach Davis: An innovative move there by Logan, sort of a modified STO.

Logan drops on top of Price and goes for the pin.

Referee: On..

And Price kicks out violently, pushing Logan off of him as he gets to his feet. Logan gets up and Price grabs him, whipping him into the corner. Price backs up and runs at him, leaping up and hitting a knee to the head. Logan stumbles out of the corner and Price grabs him, snapping off a quick suplex.

Shannan Lerch: There's my man.

Zach Davis: His arsenal is as deadly as his attitude.

Price holds onto Logan and rolls his hips before standing up and snapping off another quick suplex. He holds on and stands up yet again trying for a snap suplex but Logan blocks it. Logan kicks Price in the stomach and hits him with a belly to belly suplex, sending him across the ring. Price lands awkwardly on his neck and gets up slowly, obviously in Price. Logan grabs him and throws him into the corner. He goes to work, hitting a series of spin kicks.

Zach Davis: Setting up for the Impact Styles!

He backs out of the corner as Price tries to recover. Price takes a few steps from the corner and Logan goes for the flash kick...but Price backs up. The flip kick misses and Price grabs Logan while he's upside down, holding him from falling. Price lifts him up and turns around, throwing him into the corner with a vicious powerbomb.

Shannan Lerch: Did you see that? He countered the Impact Style and turned it into a corner powerbomb!

Zach Davis: My god that was impressive.

Logan lands in a standing position in the corner, dazed with his arms draped over the top ropes. Price goes over to the corner and climbs up the ropes in front of Logan before looking out at the crowd with a grin. He looks down at Logan and begins throwing down punches with his right hand while holding Logan's head with his left. The crowd, who usually counts along with these types of moments, instead boos the shit out of Price and starts back up with the "Fuck You Price" chant. Logan from out of nowhere grabs Price by the waist and walks out of the corner with him up in the air. Logan lifts up and throws Price backwards, causing him to land face first on the top turnbuckle. Price lands on his feet and stumbles backwards. Logan grabs hold of Price and locks in the sleeper hold.

Zach Davis: Connector City!

Logan makes sure it's locked in tight and flips over...hitting the move perfectly. He quickly goes for the cover, hooking the leg.

Referee: One...Two...Thre..

Zach Davis: NO! Price kicks out! Price kicks out!

Logan rolls off and sits up with a look of confusion on his face.

Zach Davis: How did Price kick out?

Price is still on the ground as Logan gets up to his feet. He grabs Price by the feet and drags him out to the center of the ring before stepping between his legs. He wraps up his legs and flips Price over, locking in the Loganshooter. Price snaps out of his haze and begins fighting to get out of the hold. The referee gets in front of Price.

Referee: Do you want to quit?

Jay Price: No.

Price pushes his body up off of the ground using his arms and tries dragging him and Logan towards the ropes. He inches closer and closer until his fingertips are just grazing the bottom rope...and Logan stands up and drags him back to the center of the ring.

Zach Davis: So close to the ropes but Logan being the ring veteran knew where he was.

Logan sits back down and continues to apply pressure as Price continues to try breaking the hold. The crowd is cheering on Logan as Price continues to shake off the referee.

Referee: Do you want to quit?

Price: No.

Referee: Are you sure?

Price: Yes.

Logan: Come on! Quit already Price!

Hearing Logan's voice seems to do something inside Price as he pushes his body up off the mat once again with his arms. Price uses a last bit of momentum to push Logan off with his legs and sends him to his corner. Logan stops himself before he crashes and he turns around with a surprised look on his face.

Zach Davis: And this time it seems like Logan is the one that is frustrated with Price.

He watches as Price tries to get to his feet with his back turned to him. Logan begins measuring him up as he gets to his feet. Price turns around and Logan goes for the superkick...but Price catches his foot. He drops it and explodes with a clothesline that sends Logan flipping head over heels.

Zach Davis: My god the strength of Price.

Price backs up away from Logan and leans against the ropes trying to regain his bearings. Logan is on his stomach and trying to get up as Price watches intently. Logan raises his head off the mat and Price runs at him.

Shannan Lerch: Hit and Ru..

Price goes for the kick and Logan rolls out of the way. Price goes right by Logan as he gets to his feet. Price turns around and Logan grabs his arm, whipping him into the corner. Logan follows with a flying forearm that brings Price out of the corner but Logan pushes him back into it. Logan begins hitting Price with a series of spin kicks that stun him. Logan steps back as Price shakes his head trying to regain his senses. Price takes a few steps out of the corner..and Logan connects with the Impact Style. He quickly goes for the pin attempt.

Referee: One...Two...Thr-

Shannan Lerch: He got his foot on the rope! Foot on the rope.

The referee clearly sees Price's foot on the rope and the count stops. Logan rolls off of Price with a look of disbelief.

Zach Davis: Logan would have had the match there if he hadn't been so close to the ropes. I guarantee it.

Logan gets up with a look of frustration on his face as he begins cursing at himself. Meanwhile Price is still on the mat with his foot on the bottom rope, appearing to be out cold from that last kick. Logan grabs Price by the feet and pulls him away from the ropes and goes for another pin..but Price rolls him up from out of nowhere.

Zach Davis: Price playing possum.

Referee: One...Two...T-

And Logan kicks out as both men get to their feet at the same time. A stare down ensues as neither man makes the first move. The crowd is still behind Logan and Price can be seen trying to shake them off. Logan takes advantage by playing off to the crowd, clapping his hands to get them all doing the same. Price shakes his head and smirks at Logan's attempts to get inside of his head. He raises up his hands and tells Logan to come and get some. Logan obliges and the two lock up. Price takes control and puts Logan in a headlock before flipping him over and onto the mat. He puts him in a sitting chin lock while digging his knee into his back. Logan fights to get to his feet and tries to pry Price's hands off of his head to no avail. Logan in a last desperate act grabs Price's head the best he can and drops down with a jawbreaker. Price is forced to let go as he backs off holding the lower part of his head in pain. Logan gets to his feet and grabs Price from behind setting him up for a german suplex. He hits the release german..but Price lands on his feet behind him. Logan turns around and Price runs at him with a clothesline...but Logan ducks that. Price hits the ropes and comes back as Logan tries for a clothesline..but Price ducks that. Logan turns and Price takes him to the mat with an arm drag. Price stands up and backs off as he waits for Logan to get up. Logan takes his time but eventually gets up and Price kicks him in the stomach. He grabs Logan by the head and pulls him in.

Shannan Lerch: Busted Grill.

Price goes for the Busted Grill but Logan is fighting to avoid it. Shot after shot to the side of Price's body and then from out of nowhere Logan grabs hold of Price and flips him over for a northern lights suplex pin attempt.

Referee: One...Two...Th-

And Price escapes the pin attempt barely before the three count. He rolls off to the side and uses the ropes to get back to his feet. Logan was waiting for him and runs at him looking for a clothesline. Price sees him coming at the last second and lifts him up and over the top rope but Logan lands on the apron, unbeknownst to Price. Price turns around and Logan hops up on the rope and leaps off with the springboard crossbody..but Price catches him. He lifts Logan up onto his shoulders and then drops him with a samoan drop. Price walks over to corner and turns around to face Logan. He climbs up the corner backwards until he reaches the second rope and leaps off with a leg drop across the throat. Logan rolls along the mat clutching his throat as Price gets up with a look of pure determination on his face. He grabs Logan by the head and lifts him up to his feet. He pushes him into the corner and unloads with a knee to the stomach before lifting him up to the top rope. Price climbs the ropes with him and lifts him up until Logan is on the top rope and Price is on the second rope.

Zach Davis: What is Price thinking here?

Price grabs hold of Logan and tries for a superplex but Logan blocks it. Logan unloads with an elbow to the face of Price followed by a second one. Logan grabs hold of his head and pulls him in for a powerbomb.

Shannan Lerch: NOO!

Logan tries for the powerbomb but Price is holding on tightly and he can't get him up. Logan hits him with a series of forearm shots to the back and then looks around at the crowd with a grin. He looks back down at Price and then flips over Price, slamming him to the ground violently.

Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Zach Davis: And Logan with a sunset flip powerbomb and Price is hurting.

Price is rolling on the ground holding onto his neck as Logan stands by waiting for him to get up.

Shannan Lerch: Come on Jay. You can do this!

Price gets to his feet and Logan grabs him from behind looking for the sleeper. Price is fighting to stay out of the hold by throwing elbows backwards. Price gets himself turned around and he goes on the attack with a series of shots. He grabs Logan by the head with his left hand and hits him with a european uppercut with the right. Logan stumbles back and Price whips him into the ropes. Price follows and as soon as Logan hits the ropes and starts coming back, Price leaps and hits the Hot Revolver. He goes for the pin attempt.

Referee: One...Two...Thr-

Zach Davis: Logan gets the foot on the rope!

The ref sees Logan's foot on the rope and the count is stopped. Price rolls off and goes to his knees with a look of frustration on his face. He stands up and looks around at the crowd who immediately begins booing him. He looks down at the mat and shakes his head, trying to not let it get to him. He looks over at Logan who is starting to get to his feet and regains his focus. He waits until Logan is up to his feet and turns around and he kicks him in the stomach. He grabs hold of Logan's head and goes for the Busted Grill but Logan again blocks it. Logan fights out of the ddt hold and pushes Price off of him and right into the referee who gets knocked out of the ring. Price doesn't even take notice as he runs at Logan with a clothesline. Logan ducks it and tries for a sleeper hold. Price backs Logan up into the corner and runs him back first into the turnbuckles forcing Logan to loosen his grip some. Price turns around and hits Logan with a knee to the stomach. He backs up and runs at Logan before jumping up and hitting him in the face with a knee. Logan stumbles out of the corner and Price grabs hold of him, pulling him in for the Kiladelphia Driver but Logan counters it by hitting a back body drop.

Zach Davis: Everytime Price goes to finish this match it's like Logan knows the exact way to counter it. How is Price going to be able to finish this match if he can't hit a finisher?

Price gets up and Logan grabs hold of him before lifting him up for a suplex..but Price shifts his weight and lands behind him. Price grabs Logan from behind and puts him in a sleeper hold. Logan tries fighting out of it but Price slips his arm down lower and turns it into a rear naked choke. He drops to the ground with Logan still locked in and grapevines his legs around Logan's body. Logan is trying to fight out of the hold but to no avail as Price has it locked in tightly. Logan is fading fast but the referee is still on the ground outside of the ring from earlier. Logan passes out and goes limp as Price waits for the bell. He finally realizes that the referee is nowhere to be found and gets up with a pissed off look on his face. He goes over to the ropes and looks down at the referee who is out cold and makes a disgusted face.

Jay Price: Ah fuck.

He goes over to the other side of the ring facing the stage and starts yelling for another referee to get their ass down here. Eventually a second referee appears on stage and starts running down the ring as Price again grins. Behind Price, Logan has gotten to his feet quietly and is waiting patiently. The referee slides into the ring and Price turns around...only to get met by a running Logan who clothesline Price over the top rope. The momentum causes Logan to follow him and both end up on the ground below. The referee begins the 10 count as both Price and Logan struggle to get back to their feet.

Referee: One...Two..

Logan grabs onto the ring apron and begins using it to try and pull himself up. Meanwhile Price is trying to crawl up the ring steps.

Referee: Four..Five..Six..

Logan is to his feet and trying to crawl in under the bottom rope. Price is up the steps and is using the ring post to get back on his feet.

Referee: Eight..Nine..

Logan is in the ring as is Price, both before the 10 count. Price is in the corner holding himself up while watching Logan get up. Out of nowhere Price runs at Logan looking for the Hit and Run once again....and Logan ducks the kick. Price turns around and Logan rolls him up.

Referee: One..Two..Thre..

Kickout by Price at the last possible second and Logan rolls off with a look of exhaustion mixed with frustration. The crowd is on their feet cheering on the match and for the most part seems to actually be applauding both of them.

Zach Davis: And this crowd, which has been pro-Logan the entire match, actually seems to be applauding the technical show both competitors are putting on.

Price gets to his feet and looks out at the crowd with a look of surprise. He shrugs his shoulders and turns his focus back to Logan who's in the corner. Price motions for him to come out and Logan appears to sigh before coming out. The two lock up and Price twists Logan's arm behind his back. Logan counters with an elbow to the head and reverses the hold, twisting Price's arm behind his back. Price pushes Logan and himself back into the ropes and runs forward, rolling to the ground. Logan is forced to release the hold and Price gets back to his feet. Logan is back up and the two lock up. Price goes for a suplex but Logan shifts his weight and drops behind him. Price turns around and Logan goes to grab him but Price ducks him. Logan turns around and Price goes for the standing dropkick...but Logan ducks that and Price connects with the referee. Logan is on his feet and he goes to check on the referee. Price gets up behind him and begins stalking him. Logan tries to revive the referee, shaking him and yelling at him to no avail. Price is still lying at wait as Logan stands back up and turns around...and then kicks him in the stomach. Price pulls him in and lifts him up for the Kiladelphia Driver.. and hits it!

Shannan Lerch: This is it! Price is going to get the win.

Zach Davis: But we don't have a referee. Somebody get a referee down here.

Price gets back up and signals for another referee to get down to the ring but none show. Price goes towards the ropes again but stops as he stares up at the stage. Every person in the crowd turns their heads that way too.

Zach Davis: Shannan look up on the stage!

From behind the curtain walks out Seth Lerch carrying a chair.

Shannan Lerch: Yay! Here comes Seth after all!

Price looks angry. yelling at Seth to get out of here. Seth is shaking his head no, however, as he continues down the ring. Price sighs, then turns back around to Logan-

Zach Davis: WAIT LOGAN IS UP! LOOK AT THIS!

LOGAN RUNS AND HITS PRICE WITH THE IMPACT STYLE! Price goes down to the mat. Logan turns towards Seth, who has just reached ringside, and smiles.

Shannan Lerch: Why is Logan smiling?

Zach Davis: WAIT! SOMEONE IS COMING OUT FROM THE CROWD!

A man jumps over the guardrail and intercepts Seth, grabbing the chair out from his hands...

Shannan Lerch: What the hell-

Zach Davis: RICK MAD?!?!

The crowd is on their feet! Seth looks confused as hell. Mad takes the chair and swings it, smashing Seth right in the face!

Shannan Lerch: Is Rick Mad helping Logan!? They're sworn enemies!

Zach Davis: It sure looks that way Shannan!

Rick picks Seth up and gets him in a headlock, guiding him to the back.

Shannan Lerch: This match is between Logan and Jay Price once more! No distractions!

A referee has finally run out from the back and he slides into the ring. Logan pins Price..

One!

Two!

NO! Kickout!

Zach Davis: Logan would have had this match won if there had been a ref right when he hit that Impact Style!

Logan sighs. He lifts Jay Price to his feet and throws him to the ropes.. and wraps him in a Sleeper.

Shannan Lerch: NO JAY GET OUT OF IT!

Jay knows whats coming and quickly elbows Logan several times, breaking out of the Sleeper. Exhausted, Price spins Logan around.. kicks him in the gut..

Zach Davis: BUSTED GRILL!

Logan hits the mat hard. Price is tired of playing games, and in one fluid motion, he jumps to the top and flies off...

Shannan Lerch: THE WTF MANEUVER!

Price hits a picture perfect Moonsault onto the Face of Treachery, into a pinfall!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Shannan Lerch: YYEESS!!

Zach Davis: THIS IS IT! JAY PRICE WINS!

Shannan Lerch: Jay Price has just defeated Logan!

Price stands up, exhausted. Rick Mad has reappeared, and he's entered the ring.

Zach Davis: Rick Mad is back! What does he want?..

Mad first and foremost makes sure Price isn't going to attack Logan, but Price is too busy having his arm raised. Rick then helps Logan to his feet.

Shannan Lerch: Yup.. definitely seems like they're aligned.

Price walks over towards Mad and Logan. Mad looks at Price, warning him not to try anything, but Price whispers something in Rick's ear. Rick moves away... and Price extends his hand.

Zach Davis: Does Price... actually want to shake hands?

Shannan Lerch: It SEEMS that way.. It might be one of Jay's clever tricks..

Logan is hesitant and shakes his head no. Jay realizes that Logan probably isn't going to trust him.. so Jay grabs Logan's hand himself and shakes it. Logan and Jay look each other in the eyes, and after a moment, Logan shakes Jay's hand back. Satisfied, Price releases his grip and goes back to a turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air.

Zach Davis: A sign of respect from Jay Price? Never thought I'd see the day.

Logan and Rick Mad both leave the ring and head to the back as Jay Price celebrates and we go to a video package.

Torture Segment

Seth Lerch is shown in his locker room and mobile office preparing mentally for his big match, moments from now. The door opens and the camera turns. Torture stands in wrestling tights, with the World Heavyweight Championship title hanging over his shoulder.

Seth Lerch: There you are.

Torture: What do you want?

Seth Lerch: Just wanted to remind you... I got you this far, Torture, but now you're on your own. You know our deal only lasted till One.

Torture: Who cares? Team of Torture and myself will continue dominance inside that ring, Seth.

Seth Lerch: Yeah.. yeah. Okay, Torture. This is it... I'll see you out there, then.

Torture: Just don't mess up my theme too bad, Seth.

The scene fades as Torture leaves the locker room. Seth goes back to preparing.

Zach Davis: What the hell was that about?

Shannan Lerch: I have no idea why my brother makes crazy decisions.

Zach Davis: What was this.. DEAL they were speaking of?

Shannan Lerch: Time will tell.


Slickie T vs Torture

Zach Davis: And here we are, Shannan. What an amazing show we've had... with one match left.

Shannan Lerch: Slickie T. Torture. The WCF World Heavyweight Title.

Zach Davis: We've talked about this match ever since Slickie T won the War. We've seen Slickie's rise, we've seen him fighting the Team of Torture, we've seen Torture breaking down..

Shannan Lerch: But we've also seen Torture rising back up. And through everything he's lost, he hasn't lost that Title. And he doesn't want to give it up tonight.

Zach Davis: Ladies and gentlemen... let's do this.

The arena fades to black as a red, white, and green spotlights begin to circle the crowd and a red glow appears on the left side of the stage, a white glow in the middle, and a green glow on the right, as “Gravesend (Lake of Fire)” by Lordz of Brooklyn begins to blast over the speakers and the three lights come together in the center of the stage where Slickie T stands with his back turned to the crowd, his arms extended to form the shape of a “T”.

Shannan Lerch: HERE COMES SLICKIE T!

The crowd is roaring as Slickie T watches as the screen shows a roulette wheel spinning as the pill comes to settle on the green 00 space and the camera zooms in on the pill until the screen becomes completely white. “Slickie T the Ace of Hardcore” scrolls across the screen in black in front of a waving Italian flag.

Zach Davis: We're in California, not very far from the Guiliano Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas. Slickie T is hugely popular on the west coast.

Slickie then quickly turns as the pill settles in the 00 space and red, white, and green pyros explode behind him as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with those who are reaching out to him. As he reaches the ring, he quickly climbs the ring stairs, looking out over the crowd before grabbing the top rope and vaulting over the top of it and into the middle of the ring. After glancing over the crowd with a thin smile on his face, he climbs a turnbuckle and throws his arms out once again to form a “T” before backflipping off the top turnbuckle and back into the middle of the ring as the lights come up once again.

Shannan Lerch: Slickie T is supremely confident, from what I can tell. If he has any doubts or hesitations, I can't tell.

Zach Davis: I'm sure he does, Shannan. No matter what he says, when you're in the ring with the World Champion and WCF icon, Torture, you can only be so confident... if you get cocky, you're finished. One mistake when you're in the ring with Torture and you're history.

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Torture...

Slickie T stands in his corner, awaiting his opponent. Kyle Steel gets on the mic.

Kyle Steel: WCF is pleased to welcome the JCP Allstars, performing Torture's theme, Crawl by Kings of Leon!

The JCP Allstars - Rocko McJackass, Thugsta, Biohazard, and Seth Lerch himself - are on the entryway. They begin playing.

As Torture's song ends and the JCP Allstars leave, Torture stands in his corner, eyes focused on Slickie T. Slickie T is just as focused on him. The two men stare at each other as Kyle Steel stands in the center of the ring.

Kyle Steel: Introducing first, to my left... standing at six feet two inches, and weighing in at two hundred fifteen pounds... from Sicily, Italy.. He is the winner of War VIII.. the Ace of Hardcore... he is a former United States Champion... he is ALLEN GUILIANO, SLIIIIIIIIICKIEEEEEE, TTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

Slickie T raises his arms to a chorus of cheers. Torture doesn't seem to notice them; he doesn't take his eyes off Slickie.

Kyle Steel: And to my right...

Some fans boo, though about half of the fans cheer as well. Torture doesn't see them; he doesn't see anything but Slickie T. He's intense.

Kyle Steel: Standing at six feet five inches, weighing in at two hundred twenty five pounds.. born in Modesto, California and currently residing in Los Angeles, California..

Huge pop now for the hometown star. But Torture still isn't paying attention to them. He's totally focused on the challenger.

Kyle Steel: He is a two time People's Champion.. longest reigning Hardcore Champion of all time.. a three time WCF World Heavyweight Champion.. he is the leader of the Team of Torture, he is your REIGNING WCF World Heavyweight Champion... the one, the only... LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HE IS SO DAMN COOL!... HE. IS. TOOOOOOOORTUUUUURRRREEEEE!!!!

Still, Torture's focus has not wavererd from Slickie T. The crowd is split, some cheering at Torture's name and many booing.

Zach Davis: The time has come. Here we go.

The bell sounds.

Shannan Lerch: Zach, I have goosebumps!

Torture and Slickie T approach each other and eventually meet in the middle of the ring. Everyone in the arena is on their feet...

Zach Davis: How is this match gonna start?

Torture and Slickie T tie up. They vie for control, and there are several instances where it seems like Torture or Guiliano might take control. Eventually Torture gets Slickie into a headlock. Slickie quickly gets himself into a corner, and the ref calls for a break.

Shannan Lerch: This'll be interesting..

Torture gives Slickie T a clean break. The crowd applauds him.

Zach Davis: Torture, playing fair for once! Maybe being in his home state is doing a little good for him?

Slickie is as surprised as everyone else, but nods his head, smiling to himself. Torture and Slickie T tie up again, and again they're fighting for control of the grapple. This time it is Slickie T that gets Torture in the headlock.. and Torture backs himself into a corner, just as Slickie did earlier. Once again, the ref calls for a break. Slickie obliges, offering Torture a clean break as well.

Shannan Lerch: This is going to be a match built on mutual respect of the other man's wrestling abilities, Zach.

Slickie T and Torture are at a stalemate. They tie up again. And much like the first time, Slickie T backs himself into a corner.

Zach Davis: Neither of these men wants to make a mistake, Shannan. The first mistake could easily cost someone the whole match.

Torture gives Slickie T another clean break... AND THEN TACKLES HIM DOWN! Every single fan either cheers for the surprise or boos at Torture's tactics. Torture hits Slickie with lefts and rights, and Slickie was clearly caught off guard. Torture uses this to his full advantage for several moments until Slickie forces him off.

Shannan Lerch: It was headgames all along, Zach! Torture got into Slickie's head.. and this isn't good for the challenger.

Slickie gets to his feet, though he's dazed. He runs at Torture, but Torture grabs him with a headlock takedown. Torture keeps it locked in, but Slickie reverses it with a leg scissors. Torture quickly grabs the ropes and gets to his feet. Slickie is up and runs at him, but Torture reverses it with a Back Bodydrop. This causes Slickie to fly over the top rope and to spill to the outside!

Zach Davis: UH OH!

Shannan Lerch: BIG mistake by Slickie T, BIG MISTAKE. He's letting Torture get the advantage here, Zach. Torture has Slickie off his game and he just paid for it.

Torture exits the ring and as Slickie has begun getting to his feet, Torture kicks him hard in the gut. Slickie yells in pain and holds his gut. He climbs to his feet once more and this time Torture grabs him and throws him into the ring steps. Slickie crashes hard into them and he falls down holding his back now.

Zach Davis: Torture is taking Slickie T apart. First his stomach and ribs, now his back...

Torture picks Slickie up and slides him into the ring. Torture slides in with him and pins him, hooking the leg.

Shannan Lerch: First pin attempt of the night!

One!

Two!

No, Slickie gets the shoulder up.

Zach Davis: Torture knew he wasn't going to win the match there. But he made Slickie use energy to kick out, and that is why Torture is the World Champion.

Shannan Lerch: Another important fact to point out is that Torture hasn't been wrestling very much at all lately. Slickie, however, has been wrestling every single week in grueling matches with world class competitors... Torture is much more fresh than Slickie T, Zach.

Torture pulls Slickie T into the middle of the ring and applies a Single Leg Boston Crab.

Zach Davis: Shades of Dake Ken, a man both Torture and Slickie T know very well!

Slickie yells in pain and reaches for the ropes, but they seem so far away. Slickie crawls.. slowly.. slowly.. trying to make it. The crowd is starting to cheer him on, chanting SLICK-IE, SLICK-IE, SLICK-IE!... and eventually Guiliano makes it! Torture releases the hold, pulls Slickie back to the middle of the ring and then puts him into a Leglock Grapevine! The crowd boos!

Shannan Lerch: Slickie is a high flyer, Zach, and Torture is grounding him. If you hurt his legs, he can't hit those high risk, high impact moves of his...

Theres a slight "TORTURE! TORTURE!" chant in competition with the "SLICK-IE, SLICK-IE!" chants. Torture cranks on the grapevine, Slickie again yells in pain.. and again lunges for the ropes... misses... lunges again.. this time he grabs it! The crowd pops and the ref once again instructs Torture to break the hold, which Torture does.

Zach Davis: Torture could easily not release the hold, get himself DQed and keep the belt right here. But he doesn't want to do that. He wants to soundly defeat Slickie T and prove he is the best in the business and that he deserves to wear that belt.

Torture pulls Slickie T into the middle of the ring again, and Slickie knows he has to do something, fast. He starts getting to a vertical base, but Torture doesn't let go of his leg. Slickie, however, quickly snaps off an Enziguri Kick, hitting Torture right in the head! The crowd cheers huge as Torture's eyes glaze over and he falls face first to the mat!

Shannan Lerch: AH TORTURE! NO!

Zach Davis: YES! Torture made his mistake now! This is Slickie's chance to get back into this matchup!

Slickie gets to his feet, slightly limping on the leg that Torture grapevined. He picks Torture up and hits him with a few forearm shots to the head, and Torture is still dazed. Torture doubles over and Slickie executes a beautiful Snap Suplex. Slickie then locks him in a Chinlock.

Shannan Lerch: This is a bit of a slower pace than we're used to by these men, but they know that they have to wear one another down before trying out their bigger offensive moves.

A small portion of fans start clapping, urging Torture to work his way out of the Chinlock. Torture does indeed begin getting to his feet, more due to his own determination than the fans. The majority of the rest of the fans start booing as Torture gets up and elbows Slickie in the gut, escaping the Chinlock. Torture fires off with a big Clothesline but Slickie ducks it, Torture turns around and Slickie fires off with a huge impactful Missile Dropkick! Torture stumbles backwards into the turnbuckle and Slickie runs at him, Clotheslining him hard. Torture is crushed against the turnbuckle. Slickie then climbs up and begins punching him as the fans count along... ONE! TWO! THREE!

Zach Davis: Earlier in this match the crowd was split relatively 50/50, seeing as we're in Torture's home state, but the crowd is definitely getting behind the challenger here!

FOUR! FIVE! SIX!... Slickie keeps punching... SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!... Slickie winds up for the tenth.. BUT NO! Torture grabs Slickie, runs out from the corner and brings him down with an Inverted Atomic Drop! The crowd OOOOHHH's in sympathy as Slickie drops to the mat. Torture collapses to the mat as well, exhausted and catching his breath.

Shannan Lerch: GREAT counter by Torture out of the corner!

But slowly, surely, Torture works his way to his feet. He stands and starts kicking at Slickie, mercilessly, picking his shots carefully. The crowd boos and Torture ignores them. He then drops an elbow on Slickie before pulling him into position at a turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: What is Torture going to go for here?

Torture begins climbing to the top rope, the fans booing all the while. He reaches the top...

Shannan Lerch: THE ICE COLD! He's going for the Ice Cold!

But no! Slickie T dives into the ropes, causing Torture to crotch himself on the turnbuckle. Slickie shakes off the cobwebs as he hits Torture with a few strikes before beginning to climb up with him.

Zach Davis: Slickie T going high risk here.. and that is what he's known for. High risk is what brought Slickie to the dance.. lets see if he can capitalize with it!

Slickie reaches the top.. takes a deep breath.. and hits a Hurricanrana! Torture flies to the mat and as Slickie lands he quickly pins Torture, hooking the leg!

One!

Two!

No! Torture kicks out. Slickie is now on the offensive though, and he kicks at Torture, much as Torture had kicked at him earlier. Slickie hits him with a few stiff shots and then begins climbing to the top himself.

Shannan Lerch: Lets see if Slickie can do it..

Slickie T flies off the top rope with a Shooting Star Press! The crowd is on their feet as he pins Torture once more!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Zach Davis: Torture kicks out once more!

Shannan Lerch: He didn't get to this point by being easy to pin, Zach. He isn't going to let himself lose that easily.. I don't know if ANYTHING can stop him, honestly.

Slickie has used a lot of energy, and he rests for several moments. But he's gaining momentum. He stands up and Torture has begun to stumble to his feet also. Slickie starts stomping his feet..

Zach Davis: I think it just might be Omerta time, Shannan.

Slickie keeps stomping, Torture turns around...

Shannan Lerch: TORTURE DUCKS IT!

Indeed, Torture ducked the Superkick and hits Slickie T with a Diamond Cutter!!

Zach Davis: Torture with a Diamond Cutter! And let me tell you, NO ONE hits a Diamond Cutter like Torture does! Slickie T was not expecting that!

Once again both men rest on the mat for several moments, but this time Torture rolls over and throws his arm over Slickie.

One.

Two.

No, Slickie gets the shoulder up.

Shannan Lerch: Torture couldn't give Slickie a moment of rest - had to go for a pin there, for sure.

Torture gets up and picks Slickie up with him. He picks him up and goes for a Vertical Suplex... and lets Slickie T hang.

Zach Davis: I don't believe Torture has the strength to do this at this stage of the game!

Torture keeps Slickie hanging for several moments.. second after second.. and eventually drops him with a Brainbuster! The crowd ooooh's as Slickie's head crashes into the mat. Torture stands up, a slight look of confidence coming back to his face.

Shannan Lerch: Torture has kicked out of some of Slickie's big moves and avoided his Omerta... he's got to be feeling good about his chances here.

Torture starts kicking at Slickie again. He then drags Slickie to the turnbuckle, so that the turnbuckle is between Slickie's legs. Torture exits the ring and then grabs Slickie's legs... and executes a Figure Four Leglock!

Zach Davis: Shades of Bret Hart! This has gotta be torture for Slickie! ... No pun intended.

Torture keeps the move held in for several seconds. The ref counts, trying to get him to break it... which he eventually does, when he's good and ready. But then he grabs Slickie's leg and smashes it into the turnbuckle.. once. Twice. A third time. Slickie T yells in pain.

Shannan Lerch: Torture is trying to break Slickie's leg! Remember, that was the same leg he had in the Single Leg Crab earlier!

Torture then slides back into the ring and taunts Slickie, telling him to get up. Slickie, of course, tries to get to his feet, but Torture runs at him and hits a Dropkick to his knees! Slickie drops back down to the mat. The crowd boos.

Zach Davis: Slickie T isn't in a good position right now Shannan... not at all. That right leg of his seems useless at this point.

And again, Torture taunts Slickie. Telling him to stand up. Guiliano, not having many options, once again tries to get back to his feet.

Shannan Lerch: Slickie T is a fighter. He isn't going to give up.

Torture grins, and once Slickie is nearly up, Torture backs up a bit... runs at him, AND HITS A SLIDING PUNCH!

Zach Davis: That used to be one of Torture's finishers! I haven't seen him do it in years!

Slickie is knocked out cold. Torture falls on top of him, hooking his leg. The crowd counts the pinfall.

ONE.

TWO.

Shannan Lerch: THREE.

Zach Davis: NO! No, Slickie T got his shoulder up!

The crowd pops huge!

Shannan Lerch: Like I said earlier.. Slickie T will. not. give. up!

Torture, however, doesn't seem to be worried. He knows he's in control. He picks Slickie up, and then once again gets him in the Vertical Suplex position, then goes to put him stomach first onto the ring ropes.

Zach Davis: He's getting him ready for the Finishing Touch!

But Slickie manages to land on the apron! Slickie uses whatever strength he can muster to keep a hold of Torture, and then Suplexes him out of the ring to the mat outside!

Shannan Lerch: JUST LIKE THAT SLICKIE IS BACK IN THE MATCH!

Zach Davis: How he managed to do that, I do not know!

Torture lands hard on his back, which he holds in pain. Slickie takes a deep breath and then executes an Asai Moonsault, landing right on Torture!

Shannan Lerch: He was definitely favoring a leg there but great move!

Both Slickie and Torture lay outside the ring, motionless. The ref has no choice but to begin counting them out.

Referee: ONE!... TWO... THREE..

Both men begin stirring.

Referee: FOUR.. FIVE.. SIX!..

Zach Davis: Slickie is moving!

Referee: SEVEN.. EIGHT..

Slickie stumbles up and tries to pick Torture up to throw him back in the ring, but Tort seems to be dead weight. Eventually Slickie is able to shove him in, however.

Shannan Lerch: Slickie had to get Torture in the ring first. If Slickie would win by count out, he wouldn't get the belt.

Slickie is about to get in the ring with Tort but Torture is up! He was playing possom! He hits a quick Baseball Slide through the bottom rope, sending Slickie flying back into the guardrail! The crowd boos as Torture smiles, pointing to his head, showing he outsmarted Slickie. Torture slides out, grabs Slickie, and throws him in. Torture then slides in with him. Torture climbs to the top rope...

Zach Davis: Torture, once again going high risk!

Shannan Lerch: Well he momentarily lost control of this match and he has to get it back. Fast.

Slickie stumbles up, and Torture flies off with a Flying Clothesline.. but Slickie ducks it! Torture hits the mat hard, and Slickie quickly props himself up on the turnbuckle Torture flew off of. Torture stumbles to his feet, and quickly.. SLICKIE T FLIES OFF WITH THE ACE OF SPADES!

Zach Davis: The only card he needs.. the Ace of Spades!

Slickie falls on top of Torture, pinning him!

One!

Two!

NO! Torture kicks out!

Shannan Lerch: So close! The crowd thought this one was over!

They boo as Torture kicked out. Both men lay on the mat once again, breathing deep, trying to get air into their lungs. Exhausted. Slickie T slowly climbs to his feet.

Zach Davis: The Ace of Hardcore, working his way up, one more time...

Torture works his way up as well. Slickie is ready.

Shannan Lerch: OMERTA!

BUT NO TORTURE DUCKS IT AGAIN, GRABS SLICKIE FROM BEHIND, AND HITS THE TORTURE'S DEVICE!

Zach Davis: THIS IS IT! TORTURE'S DEVICE!

Torture pins Slickie T AND THE FANS ARE ON THEIR FEET.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Shannan Lerch: NO! NO! SLICKIE T GOT HIS SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST SECOND!

The fans are roaring, and begin chanting again, SLICK-IE! SLICK-IE!

Zach Davis: I don't believe it! No one just kicks out of the Torture's Device like that! I thought Torture had it in the bag!

Torture slowly gets to his feet. Still exhausted. He picks Slickie up, slowly.. BUT SLICKIE COMES ALIVE, SHOVES TORTURE AWAY.. AND HITS THE OMERTA FOR REAL THIS TIME!

Shannan Lerch: AHH! OH MY GOD!

Now Slickie pins Torture, hooking the leg!

ONE!!

TWO!!

CROWD: THREE!!!

BUT NO!! TORTURE KICKED OUT!

Zach Davis: I DO NOT BELIEVE IT.

Slickie T rolls over onto his back, breathing heavy, not believing what just happened.

Shannan Lerch: This match is going to go on until the PPV companies force us to end the show. Neither of these men will lose. Period.

Slickie T gets up. Slowly. The fans are still on their feet. Torture stumbles up. Slickie T is standing behind him.

Zach Davis: Slickie T has one trick left in his book. The T-Bone.

Torture is up. Slickie hooks him from behind.

Shannan Lerch: HERE WE GO!

But NO! Torture shoves Slickie off into the ropes, Slickie bounces off them, stumbling backwards.. TORTURE HITS SLICKIE T WITH A T-BONE OF HIS OWN!

Zach Davis: What!?

Shannan Lerch: Torture using Slickie's own move against him!

Zach Davis: You have to think, Slickie would've been ready for a Torture's Device right there, but Torture switched it up and used a move Slickie would never expect!

Torture pins Slickie T, one more time!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! This time, Slickie T gets his leg on the rope!

Shannan Lerch: SO CLOSE. SOOOOO close.

Zach Davis: I really honestly thought Torture had it that time. I did.

Torture angrily stands up and kicks Slickie T out of the ring. He then stands in the middle of the ring and yells at the ref to count Slickie T out.

Shannan Lerch: Welp, looks like Torture has given up on actually pinning Guiliano. He's going for the countout victory!

Slickie T hears the referee making the count. He uses his last remaining energy left to work his way to his feet. He's still limping on the leg that Torture has damaged. He climbs up onto the apron... and Torture shoves the ref out of the way, running at Slickie and quickly hitting him with strike after strike after strike!

Zach Davis: Nope, Shannan! I think Torture was setting Slickie up there, making Slickie come to him for some reason!..

After hitting several strikes to Slickie's head, while he's still on the apron, Torture pulls Slickie up.. and pulls his body through the middle rope, holding his head.

Shannan Lerch: Uh oh. Is he going for...

Torture takes a deep breath before spiking Slickie T's head to the mat with his Finishing Touch!

Zach Davis: TORTURE HAS PUT THE FINISHING TOUCH ON SLICKIE T!

Torture pulls Slickie away from the ropes, turns him over, and pins him, hooking the leg.

ONE.

TWO.

THREE.

Shannan Lerch: TORTURE HAS DONE IT!??

Each and every fan are on their feet as Crawl hits, and each and every one of them has a look of surprise on their face. EVERYONE in the arena has a look of surprise on their face.. except for Torture himself.

Zach Davis: I DON'T BELIEVE IT. I DO NOT BELIEVE IT. TORTURE HAS JUST RETAINED HIS WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE.

Torture stands up. Slickie T lays on the mat as the referee checks for symptoms of a concussion. Torture grabs the ref away from Slickie and demands to get his hand raised.

Shannan Lerch: I.. I'm in shock Zach. Part of me.. part of me didn't think Torture could do it. But he did.

Zach Davis: Here at One, Torture... he's proven he really is the best.

The ref raises Torture's arm in the air, and Torture grabs his World Title from Kyle Steel. Torture climbs the turnbuckle, raising the belt in the air.. to a chorus of booing. White, green, and red fireworks go off.

Shannan Lerch: Even the pyro department thought Slickie was going to win!

Torture drops from the turnbuckle, and then heads over to the opposite turnbuckle and climbs up that one. He raises his belt one more time.

Zach Davis: I... I don't know where we go from here, Shannan?

Shannan Lerch: We'll find out on Slam, Zach. I can't wait.

Zach Davis: This has been an amazing show. Simply amazing. Thank you all for being here with us the entire past year.

Shannan Lerch: Ladies and gentlemen, goodnight.

WCF One fades to black with Torture clutching his World Heavyweight Title close.