Slam Intro
Seth Lerch/Jay Price Segment
Tyler Straven Segment
Hardcore Title: Ace Slaughter vs Tyler Straven vs Tyler Derden vs Greenfever
Craig Jacobs vs Anastasia Petrova
Mikami Segment
Mikami/Ryan Daniels vs The Big Time Jerks
Slickie T Segment
Tag Titles: Johnny Reb/Doc Henry vs The Superfans
Television Championship: Hector Rodriguez vs Jay Price

Slam Intro

Kids by MGMT hits, and Slam is on the air! The fans roar louder than ever and we're live from the Joe Louis Arena in Detroit, Michigan. We go to the Slam announcers for the evening.

Zach Davis: This is Zach Davis, here once again with Shannan Lerch! Ladies and gentlemen, War VIII was one of WCF's best PPVs of all time, and most likely the best War of all time.

Shannan Lerch: And how! Stars were born at War, that's for sure. We saw the rise of men like Ace Slaughter, Tyler Straven, Tyler Derden, Craig Jacobs..

Zach Davis: And Hector Rodriguez and Jay Price, whom we'll talk about later. But first, congratulations to Slickie T, Allen Guiliano! Slickie T won the whole thing, pinning Logan to win the match.

Shannan Lerch: That number thirty spot did the trick for him. I'm sure we'll be hearing from Slickie T later tonight. As for our matches..

Zach Davis: We've got a Television Title match as our main event between Jay Price and Hector Rodriguez. It seemed to me that Rodriguez and Logan cemented their alliance at War, having teamed together most of the match.

Shannan Lerch: And Jay Price cemented an alliance of his own. And alliance.. with the Team of Torture. I don't think anyone saw it coming, really, but we should have. Torture saw an up and comer with loads of potential.. and got him on his side.

Zach Davis: Price not only helped Torture defeat Creeping Death in the World Title match, but also was the longest lasting man in War. He also tied for most eliminations. So we'll see how he stands up to Hector Rodriguez.

Shannan Lerch: We SHOULD mention, however, that Torture is NOT here tonight. He's taking a personal day, I suppose? He's been on vacation ever since War.

Zach Davis: Yeah, I guess when you're Torture you get certain things written into your contract, like vacation days, while everyone else works their asses off... whatever.

Shannan Lerch: We have a Tag Titles match, with the team of Johnny Reb and Doc Henry taking on the Superfans. The Superfans didn't seem to want to be in the War match, and eliminated themselves. They'll have to be a bit more serious if they want to beat Johnny Reb and Doc Henry.

Zach Davis: In another tag team match... Ryan Daniels teams up with Mikami to take on the Big Time Jerks. Mikami, too, joined the Team of Torture at War, having given up on both Rick Mad and Steve Carr.

Shannan Lerch: We'll see how Carr and Mad react to that, I'm sure.

Zach Davis: We've got Craig Jacobs up against Anastasia Petrova. Jacobs managed to pin Johnny Reb at Slam, which was a bit of a surprise to everyone, I'd say. Not many men can say they've pinned a former WCF World Champion. Jacobs has even been booked against Reb, one on one, at Helloween.

Shannan Lerch: And in our opener we'll have four men competing for the Hardcore Title, and this is actually the first match we have for the belt. The Champ, Greenfever, is defending against Ace Slaughter, Tyler Derden, and Tyler Straven. Three rookie sensations.. though only one of them is a New Zealand Sensation!... who will walk out with the belt?

Zach Davis: Let's find out!

Seth Lerch/Jay Price Segment

Get Down On The Ground by Gillie Da Kid blasts through the arena’s PA system as the big screen shows a black screen with the words Kiladelphia, Pistolvania appearing in white letters. Once the bass hits Price emerges to a chorus of boo’s and “You Sold Out” chants. Price isn’t in his ring attire but his street clothes consisting of black jeans, black polo, plain white Nikes, a red Phillies fitted, and black Versace frameless sunglasses. His Television Title draped over his shoulder, Price wastes no time with pandering to the crowd, instead heading straight for the ring with the look of a man on a mission. Once he hits the ring, he immediately demands a mic so that he can address the crowd and everyone else.

As Price goes to start speaking, the crowd in unison increases the “You Suck” and “You Sold Out” chants along with the expected boo’s.

Jay Price: Last night at WAR I revealed my alliance to Torture and the T.O.T.

The crowd immediately boo’s louder at the mention of Torture and the T.O.T.

Jay Price: Yes, yes, we all know how you dimwitted assclowns feel about the group and what we stand for. But what you need to realize is that Torture is right about everything that he says to you people. He is the true leader of the WCF and it’s World Champion and that is how things need to stay. He is the current face of this industry, the man that has paved the way for someone like me to eventually take over when my time comes. This is why I had to do what I did last night. I had to do it for you, whether you wanted it or not, because it was for your own good. Now for those of you with selective memories or who were just too damn poor to afford the PPV, I put together a little video package for you highlighting the events. So go ahead and roll that video for the people.

A video plays up on the jumbo screen, showing Creeping Death locking Torture into his For Whom The Bell Tolls finisher. As CD is going to hit the move, Price appears from out of nowhere behind him with a steel chair...and blasts him in the back with it. Torture is then showed going for the pin. 1.2.and 3. Price and Torture are then shown standing, hands raised in unison as the crowd is booing them on.

Jay Price: People like Creeping Death are not the people that need to be the face of the WCF. Creeping Death is the perfect example of everything that is wrong with today’s wrestling, and I being the person I am, had to do something about that. Torture knew exactly how I felt about the current situations facing the WCF, and when he offered me a chance to join forces with him, I had to accept.

“You Sold Out” chants continue to rain down on the ring from the crowd.

Jay Price: Sold Out? How did I sell out? From day one I have said that my mission was to take down those that I believed to be undeserving of the things that they received. Creeping Death comes back from retirement and is automatically thrown into a World Title match, where is the justice in that? There are so many other individuals that deserved that title shot last night, but did any of them get the same consideration? No, Seth Lerch decided that he would screw over everyone, the fans, the wrestlers in the back, and the entire T.O.T. by giving the walking mistake that is Creeping Death a chance at a title that he does not deserve to hold. When I learned about the decision for the title match at WAR I knew that something had to be done, something to keep order in midst of the chaos, so I did the one thing that made sense and joined up with the most dominant force ever seen in wrestling. With myself and the entire T.O.T there is no single entity that can stop us in taking over and molding the WCF into what we see fit, and if you doubt our abilities I welcome you to try and get in our way.

Price drops the mic and his music once again blasts through the arena’s PA system. The crowd gets back up to their feet and begins booing even louder, mixing in chants of “You Suck”, “You Sold Out”, and “Creeping Death” and multiple expletives. Price begins to head out of the ring, when his music is suddenly cut and Master of Puppets hits the PA system. The crowd quickly quiets down as the owner of the WCF comes out onto the stage, mic in hand. Price's usually smug expression quickly changes to one of intrigue as this is the first time he's had a one on one encounter with the owner since the day he signed.

Zach Davis: And here comes Seth Lerch.

Shannan Lerch: Seth has an interesting history with the Team of Treachery.. sometimes a member, but also sometimes an enemy. As for the Team of Torture? Looks like an enemy.

Seth grabs a mic.

Seth Lerch: When someone told me Jay Price joined the Team of Torture, I said to them... "Jay who?"

The crowd "oooooh's." They don't like either man in this exchange.

Seth Lerch: Then I remembered! Jay Price, a guy I signed to toil away in the WCF undercard for a few months until the WCF fans got tired of him and I would eventually end up firing him. But now all of a sudden you think you're somebody? Jay, let me tell you how many guys have had some success in the start of their careers and then faded into obscurity around here. Dozens. Tommy Havock, Matthew Steele, Junkyard Justice, Apollo, and so many more. What makes you different? The fact you joined the Team of Torture? HA! Come on.

The crowd boos.

Seth Lerch: And now you dare come in and criticize ME?! Come ON! Seriously?! How long have you been here? Less than a month! You don't know jack about WCF! It was my decision to put Creeping Death in that Title match, and who are you to say anything about it? I mean really. That match was money in my pocket. Buyrates, buyrates, buyrates. Who cares about who "deserves" a Title shot? Not me. Not the fans. You think the fans want to see you rookies getting Title matches?!

The fans all cheer, annoying Seth.

Seth Lerch: Yeah, whatever, they'll cheer anything when they're live. But will they buy the PPVs? Price, I KNOW Creeping Death is past his prime. I know that maybe I could've picked someone else that is a great wrestler and would put on a great World Title match with Torture. But the fans wouldn't care. The fans want the Creeping Deaths, the Logans, for some reason, the Steve Carrs. They don't want the Jay Prices, the Ace Slaughters, the Greenfevers.

More booing for Seth.

Seth Lerch: And know what? For the most part, people don't question my system. They just realize that the veterans are the ones with the top spots. But YOU, Jay Price, you have to go and talk shit about me and my booking. Well guess what? I've never been friends with Torture and you just made things ten times worse for you and your little team. So now, Jay... you will pay the price.

Seth smiles to himself and drops the mic. Jay looks at him from the ring, confident, not intimidated. The audience can tell that this is a man that is not going to be fearful of anyone, even someone with the amount of power that Seth Lerch possesses.

Jay Price: Sethy boy, how dare you come out here ruining my moment and my good mood. If you were a lesser man I would...well who am I kidding you are a lesser man. The quintessential power hungry owner who walks around with a two-by-four stuck right up his rich, pampered ass. I swear if it wasn't for the fact that you have all that money you'd still be a virgin toiling away in your parent's basement reading comic books and posing as a 12 year old girl in chat rooms.

The crowd has no choice but to laugh at that joke even though they hate Price just as much as they hate Seth. Seth looks rather pissed off at the crowd for laughing at him.

Jay Price: Now seriously though, I come out here to mingle with my fans and have a nice little conversation about my joining up with Torture and the most powerful, most influential, and downright most athletically gifted group in the history of the WCF, the T.O.T. And then you, being the greedy little bastard you are, had to come out and steal the spotlight by trying to put me down and use some sort of pitiful intimidation techniques. Honestly, you think you talking a bunch of shit to me is going to scare me? Saying I'm going to "Pay the Price", which i might add is the worst attempt at a catchphrase since "The Price Is Wrong, Bob", and acting like your some sort of badass isn't going to have the effect you think it might. So if you really want to try and intimidate me, try to strike fear into my heart, then why don't you come down into this ring and put it there yourself. That's right Seth, you and me, one-on-one tonight.

Price lowers the mic down to his side and stares down Seth, waiting for him to make the next move. Seth rolls his eyes.

Seth Lerch: Oh, yeah, Price. Like I'm some kind of idiot. I just competed in a HELLACIOUS, grueling match against Logan at War! I'm not a wrestler to begin with, hell no am I going to fight you tonight after being taken to my limits last week! No, Price. But I WILL be seeing you later tonight in your scheduled match against Hector Rodriguez. Quite frankly, I hope you two kill each other.

Seth drops the mic and heads to the back, leaving Price in the ring by himself. Price mockingly puts on a face of fright.

Jay Price: Oh my, a match tonight. And GASP! Seth Lerch has said he'll see me tonight during it, I must go backstage and pack up all of my gear and get the hell out of here.

Price pretends to run to the ring ropes but stops and begins laughing at the idea.

Jay Price: If Seth Lerch is intent on creating problems for me tonight then so be it. Apparently Seth didn't watch the WAR match all that closely. I systematically destroyed everyone in that match, hell I share a record for taking people out. If it wasn't for the fact that I got stuck in a 2 on 1 situation with Slickie T and that piece of shit Logan, I would have won that match from the number four entrance spot. Seth Lerch on the otherhand was in a mockery of a match, full of his collection of gay porno and his kinky halloween masks. But if he honestly wants to get involved with a man in a mood this bad, then by all means I welcome it. Shannan, hun, you might want to go in the back and see your brother one more time, because by nights end you will not recognize him.

Price shoots the crowd his trademark cocky grin and drops the mic to the ground. All of a sudden, Seth steps back out onto the stage.

Zach Davis: What the hell is this? Seth's back?

Seth picks his mic back up.

Seth Lerch: Oops! One more thing for you, Jay!

The crowd boos, having thought they were done listening to Seth.

Seth Lerch: I almost forgot! While I'm here, I think I'll announce one of the main events of Helloween. You see, like I said earlier... I'm a businessman. So I have a match that is going to get buyrates for Helloween, guaranteed. And a match that is going to take my worst enemies to their limits.

Shannan Lerch: What is Seth talking about?

Seth Lerch: The return... of Hellimination. The Team of Torture.. Jay Price, Mikami, Ryan Daniels, and Anthrax... up against Logan, Hector Rodriguez, Doc Henry, and Anastasia Petrova!

The crowd pops for the huge match, though neither Price nor Lerch care.

Seth Lerch: Price, you're new around here, so I'll explain what Hellimination is. Eight man tag. Elimination. The Team of Torture wins? You guys are dominant. You've just beaten four of the best. You guys lose? You don't officially have to disband, but I know Torture won't be too happy, and you'll implode. Either way, I win. And don't worry, Jay, you'll surely be defending your Television Title earlier in the night, too.

Seth leaves again. Price, unfazed, rolls out of the ring and heads back up the entrance ramp, holding his Television Title high up above his head making sure everyone knows that he is still a champion, despite what they might want.

Tyler Straven Segment

The live feed changes to a view of a Jimmy his mouth is duct taped shut his face dirty bruised and covered in blood he tries to desperately to speak but is unable to get a word out as the camera pans out to see that he has been tied to an office chair. its then that we see none other than Tyler Straven. Straven is siting on a chair he has on his black wrestling tights and black boot's he is just finishing up getting ready for tonight's match up finishing of lacing up his boots, Straven stands up and walking over to a small fridge and pulling out a bottle of water he takes a drink of it and walks over toward Jimmy who just looks like he is moments away from passing out from exustion. There is a knock at the door Straven's eyes sharply turn towards the door as it opens as none other than Hank Brown is pushed inside the look on Hanks face tells the story he looks slightly nervous as he looks at Jimmy who is now violently trying to get Hank to help him as Straven moves slowly towards him sizing Hank up who looks back at the door as if deciding if makeing a run for it might be the best option but before he can Straven gets right in hi face his nose just inches away from his as Straven speaks.

Tyler Straven: Why so worried Hank I can almost smell the fear coursing though your veins.

Hank Brown: Well Carl just grabbed me from my office and dragged me here and......

Tyler Straven stop him mid sentence grabbing his lips and closing them his face showing no emotion as he speaks.

Tyler Straven: I dint get you dragged here to listen to you talk tonight it is about me and only me you will speak when I tell you to you breath when I tell you do we have an understanding Hank.

Hank nods his head as Straven lets his lips go Straven moves around to stand behind Jimmy who is begging Hank to help him with his eyes as Straven slaps the back of his head and lets out a laugh as he starts to speak.

Tyler Straven: I'm starting to think my message isn't getting though Hank you see my words have fallen on deaf ears I have warned them all that tonight a river of blood will flow like the Nile in Detroit but not one of the other three men seem to be taking me seriously most of all that pitiful excuse for a human being Derden poor Jimmy here has been put thru an ordeal like any other and yet he still wont stop his undieing support for Derden and the funny thing is Derden just doesn't care he seems more focused on Green and Slaughter then me I ask you Hank don't you think I have a right to feel a bit jaded.

Hank Brown: Well you I guess you could be perceived as the littlest treat.

Tyler Straven: Why is that Hank because the piece of scum Derden pined me at War is that it, I promise you that isn't going to happen not as long as I am still breathing. Tonight Green, Slaughter and Derden we do battle in the most sadistic match possible on television a match were there are no rules no limitations and tonight Jimmy here will watch as he new master becomes the Hardcore Champion it has a ring to it doesn't it Tyler Straven Hardcore Champion I can almost here the fans cheering my name from here (Boo's from the fans in the arena) maybe if I am really lucky those three men in that ring tonight will finally admit to themselves that they are not even in my league that they are not even fit to breath the same air as me.

Hank Brown: What are you going to do with Jimmy you cant keep him like this.

Tyler Straven: You don't get it do you Hank im Tyler Straven I can do what ever the hell I want when ever I want and I have given Jimmy ample opportunity to leave but he has chosen his fate until he swear's his allegiance to me he will remain in my custody and tonight is just another lesson maybe then his eyes will open to the truth that there simply is no better man walking the face of this earth to idolise and strive to become like than me not Green not Slaughter and certainly not Derden now get out Hank go spread the word Tyler Straven is here and he is looking for the respect he deserves and commands.

Hank slowly steps back towards the door keeping an eye on Straven who grabs the back of Jimmy head by the hair and wispers something in his ear as we go back to Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch


Ace Slaughter vs Tyler Straven vs Tyler Derden vs Greenfever

Zach Davis: Our first match tonight is for the WCF Hardcore Championship.

Shannan Lerch: This one should be exciting!! Here comes the first participant.

Kyle Steel: This match will be for the WCF Hardcore Championship and this will be a Hardcore Battle Ryoal!! The person to the ring, is from Christ Chirch, New Zealand.He weighs in at 225 pounds. He is.. The New Zealand Sensation...

The lights beginsto flicker and the arena is plunged into darkness. "Wait and Bleed" by slipknot begins to play, the lights grow a bright red and that`s when Tyler Straven appears on stage.

Zach Davis: WOW!! Listen to that crowd boo!!

Shannan Lerch:These fans must not appreciate Tyler Straven`s ego-like behavior!!

Kyle Steel: TY-Y-YLER-ER STRA-A-AVEN-EN!!!

The crowd continues to boo!! Straven is wearing his black tights and black boots. While standing on stage, Tyler is glancing around the arena. Straven is slwoly making his way down the aisle. Tyler enters the ring, "Sound of Madness" by Shinedown begins to play. Tyler Straven looks down, with anger, to the entrance ramp. The lead singer, of Shinedown, screams out "WATCH YOUR BA-A-AACK!!" The explosion of fireworks hit. The echo, of the fireworks, rings throughout the arena.

Kyle Steel: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 225 pounds. Ty-y-ler-er Der-er-erden-den!

Tyler Derden hits the stage.

Zach Davis: Except for the fact that Derden is 4 inches taller, both Tylers' are weighing in at the same weight.

Tyler Derden is all jacked up and bobbing his head, to the music, as he walks to the ring. Derden slides into the ring and is walking up to the nearest corner. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle and strikes up for a pose. Cameras are flashing everywhere.

Shannan Lerch: Although you hear some boos, there are some ladies here, that appreciate Derden`s good looks.

Zach Davis: And... here comes "Superstar" Ace Slaughter.

The lights, in the arena go dim. Three sets of spotlights start to rotate around the crowd. A loud siren, similar to a tornado warning, echoes throughout the arena. "Click click Boom" by Saliva begins to start. The crowd scrambles to stand up, some with their hands, on their ears. Some of the crowd are running towards the entrance ramp, screaming and yelling. Ace Slaughter slowly walks through a large area of smoke, with his arms extended outward. The crowd becomes somewhat deafening. Ace slowly spins around 360 degrees. Slaughter then jumps up, in the air. As he lands, a loud explosion rattles the arena. Two pillars near the ramp entrance, spits out fire, which reaches 5 to 6 feet out of the 6 foot pillars. Slaughter continues to walk down the ramp, until he gets to the ring. Ace looks around then jumps up to the ring apron. Ace grabs the top rope and starts to shake it violently.

The crowd, once again erupts. Slaughter enters the ring and proceeds to walk to the nearest ring corner. Ace climbs up to the second turnbuckle. Slaughter throws his arms up, then pounds his chest with both fists. Slaughter then jumps down, from the second turnbuckle and is walking towards the center of the ring.

Shannan Lerch: This crowd sure loves Ace Slaughter. But get ready, people. Here comes the Hardcore Champion!!!

The lights drop inside the arena as "Run Rabbit Run" by Rob Zombie begins over the P.A. system. As the first verse kicks in Greenfever emerges from the darkness. His face and hands are dripping fresh blood. His clothes are covered in bloodstains. Some of them are old and some, of the stains are brand new. The referee holds up the Hardcore Championsip.

Zach Davis: This match will be contested under hardcore rules, with the first person to get the pinfall or submission winning the Title.

Shannan Lerch: Let`s get the match started!!

The bell rings. All four men scatter to the outside, of the ring. All four men grab an item, from under the ring. Tyler Derden grabs a chair. Slaughter grabs a sledgehammer, Tyler Derden grabs another chair, and Greenfever grabs a ballbat covered in barbedwire. All four men enters the ring, at the same time...

Shannan Lerch: This is about to get nasty!!

Both Tyler Straven and Tyler Derden swing their chairs, at each other, and...

~CLANG!!!~

Zach Davis: OWW!! That looked like that hurt!!

Both Tyler Straven and Tyler Derden drop their chairs. They both cringe in pain. Greenfever swings the barbedwire ballbat at Ace Slaughter. Slaughter dodges out of the way, and nails Greenfever in the stomach with the sledgehammer.

Shannan Lerch: OW!! Sledgehammer to the gut by Slaughter. And Greenfever drops the bat.

Tyler Straven grabs the bat and nails Ace Slaughter on the head, with the ballbat. Instantly Slaughter begins to bleed, through his mask.

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter is the first one to get busted open!!!

Greenfever grabs one of the chairs and....

~WHAM!!!~

Greenfever nails Tyler Derden's head. The thunderous headshot causes Derden`s head also splits open and begins to bleed badly!

Zach Davis: Now, you can make that two people bleeding like stuck pigs!!

Greenfever nails Tyler Straven's head. He too, is now bleeding.

Shannan Lerch: Make that thr...

Although bleeding, Ace Slaughter stands up with the barbedwired ball bat.

Zach Davis: TURN AROUND... GREENFEVER!!!

~WHAM!!!~

Ace Slaughter nails Greenfever with the ballbat. Although you cannot tell, Greenfever is also bleeding.

Shannan Lerch: That`s official!! All four men are bleeding badly, all over the ring!!

Tyler Straven creeps around Tyler Derden and applies the cobra clutch!!

Zach Davis: Cobraclutch by Tyler Straven!! This could be it!!

The ref is checking Derden to see if he is loosing consciousness. Derden is staying strong and elbows Straven in the gut, which makes him release the hold. Slaughter, bleeding all over the place, grabs a chair and nails Straven and Derden on the tops of their heads, with the chair.

Zach Davis: OH MY GOD!!! Both men are laying in a puddle of their own blood!!! Oh my God!!

Greenfever just nailed Ace Slaughter with a chairshot to the back of his head!!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!! Greenfever just nailed Ace Slaughter with a chair shot to the head. Everyone, except for Greenfever is laying in a puddle of their own blood.

Zach Davis: This is probably the nasiest match I have ever seen!!

Greenfever leaves the ring and looks under the ring...

Crowd: TABLE!! TABLE!!! TABLE!!!

Greenfever grabs a table, from under the ring, and puts it in the ring. With the other three men lying in their own blood, Greenfever wedges the table in a corner.

Shannan Lerch: It looks like Greenfever is about to grab Tyler Derden and place his against the table.

Greenfever grabs Tyler Straven and places him against Derden.

Zach Davis: Holy cow!! What does Greenfever plan to do?

Greenfever grabs Ace Slaughter and places him against Straven.

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!! What does Greenfever think he is going to do?!?!

Greenfever starts to run towards the corner and he is about to crash against the three proned wrestlers and....

Zach Davis: Ace Slaughter just moved out of the way!

Shannan Lerch: Greenfever just crashed into an almost unconscious Tyler Straven and Tyler Derden!! The table just got obliterated!!! Ace Slaughter quickly grabs the dazed Greenfever and throws him to the ropes. As Greenfever comes back, Slaughter hits the Slaughterknocker!

Shannan Lerch: One more move and this match could be over!

As quickly as possible, Slaughter jumps to the top turnbuckle and flies off with the Slaughtermatic onto Greenfever! Slaughter quickly pins him..

One!

Two!

Three!

Zach Davis: New Hardcore Champion!

The bell rings, and Slaughter barely moves. The ref brings over the Hardcore Title and hands it to him. Slaughter struggles to get to his feet, grabbing the Title and raising it to his air.

Shannan Lerch: Well, this was the first actual match for the new Hardcore Title, and Ace Slaughter has won it.

Zach Davis: The other three men in this match nearly killed themselves and Slaughter was smart enough to take advantage of it.

Slaughter rolls out of the ring and heads to the back as Greenfever's security escorts him out of the arena, and paramedics attend to Straven and Derden.

Zach Davis: And those two men, Tyler Straven and Tyler Derden, still have their match with one another to look forward to at Helloween. And after tonight, it just got even more personal.

Craig Jacobs vs Anastasia Petrova

Zach Davis: All right, next up we have former Television Champion Anastasia Petrova in action against Craig Jacobs, a match between two of WCF's finest who are having a bit of bad luck lately.

Shannan Lerch: Defiantly Zach, Anastasia was flying high as the Television Champion for three weeks until her parade was ended by Jay Price two weeks ago. Since then she has been unsuccessful in two attempts to regain her title and her performance in the WAR match was nothing like anyone expected.

Zach Davis: And Craig Jacobs riding high off of a tag team victory last week slam went into WAR with high hopes, only to be brought down to reality by entering first and then being eliminated by Ace Slaughter a short time later.

Shannan Lerch: Defiantly two wrestlers looking to get back into the winning ways.

The house lights begin to dim down as "Rain Wizard" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play.

"HERE COMES THE RAIN!"

Craig Jacobs steps from out behind the curtain. Looking out into the crowd, he begins to walk towards the ring, slapping any hands that appear in front of him. When Craig reaches the ring, he runs and hops up onto the ring apron, entering the ring through the middle ropes. He backs into a corner and waits for anything that might head towards his way.

Zach Davis: And here is Craig Jacobs, a man focused on trying to start racking up wins in hopes of making it big here in the WCF.

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: And Anastasia Petrova, a true fan favorite, showing her love to them despite no doubt feeling down about her recent struggles to win.

Zach Brown: These fans defiently seem to be behind both competitors, and of course the male portion is showing a lot of support to Petrova."

Shannan Lerch: I wonder why....

The bell rings and immediately the two of them lock up in the middle ring. Jacobs tries to gain the upper hand by going for a headlock but Petrova slips out of it. A quick kick to the gut followed up by several shots to the chest and body of Jacobs.

Zach Davis: Petrova is on fire right out of the gate, attacking the upper body of Craig Jacobs.

Petrova whips Jacobs into the ropes, Jacobs comes back as Petrova tries for a clothesline....but Jacobs ducks it and comes off the ropes on the other side of the ring! A quick tackle and Jacobs is on top of Petrova, hitting her with several quick shots to the head. He picks her up and hits a quick left punch, right punch and left elbow combination.

Shannan Lerch: Ohh Anastasia looks a little stunned, Jacobs is hitting her with a lot of quick hits, it must be hard to stay focused.

Jacobs with a quick kick to the gut...and he pulls her into position for a DDT. But no..Petrova sensing that the end could be near tries to fight out of it, throwing punches, kicks and elbows in all directions trying to break free.

Zach Davis: Petrova trying her hardest to get out of this position to avoid losing again.

Petrova is able to break free after hitting a big punch to the gut of Jacobs, forcing him to back off holding his stomache. She runs right at him and tackles him to the ground, returning the favor with quick punches to the head. She stands up and goes for a quick leg drop to the body trying to add more damage. She picks Jacobs up off of the ground and whips him into the nearest turnbuckle, following it up with a series of chops and punches to the chest and head of Jacobs. She grabs him by the back of the head and brings him out of the corner....only to hit him with a big headbutt.

Shannan Lerch: Petrova is slowly dominating this match, Craig Jacobs needs to find a way to fight off this attack or he could be looking at a loss.

Petrova, looking around at the crowd cheering loudly for her, blows them a quick kiss and shakes her booty for them before turning her attention back to Jacobs. She walks over to him and goes to pick him up...but Jacobs grabs her and goes for a quick roll up pin.

One....

Two....

No, Petrova with the kickout just as the referee's hand was coming down.

Zach Davis: Petrova lets the fans attention get to her and it almost costs her the match, she really needs to focus more on her opponent if she plans on winning tonight.

Petrova gets up quickly following the near pin with a look of shock that the match was that close to being over. A look of fierceness comes over the face of the former champion as she whips Jacobs into the ropes, he comes back and...a drop toe hold right onto the bottom rope.

Shannan Lerch: The drop toe hold...we all know what is coming next.

Petrova runs full speed and hits the ropes, connecting with the 619 and sending Jacobs flying back onto the ring.

Zach Davis: 6-1-9.

The crowd is going nuts following the huge move. Petrova goes for the pin.

One...

Two...

Thr...No another kickout, this time by Jacobs and Anastasia is defiently getting pissed off at the fact that she can't end this match. She grabs Jacobs and lifts him up again and again begins attacking the body with quick punches and chops to the gut. Petrova follows up the quick strikes with a kick to gut. She pulls him in for a DDT and nails Jacobs hard to the mat.

Shannan Lerch: A nasty DDT right there, this has to be the end of the match.

Petrova is quick to jump on top for the pin.

One...

Two...

Thr..and again Jacobs with a kickout. Petrova gets up with a look of disgust on her face and begins to jaw at the referee. Jacobs uses this time to recover and slowly begins to try climbing back to his feet. Petrova is still angry with the referee and has no idea that Jacobs is back up on his feet, waiting for her to turn around. Petrova turns back around...and a big dropkick from Jacobs hits Petrova sending her back into the ropes. Petrova bounces back and a quick arm drag from Jacobs sends her onto the mat. Jacobs once again moves quick to get on top of Petrova, this time trying to lock in the Fujiwara Armbar. Jacobs begins torquing the arm and Petrova is screaming in pain trying to reach out for the ropes which are meer inches away. The referee checks with Petrova, trying to see if she wants to give up but she angrily screams out no. She begins desperately trying to crawl to the ropes.

Zach Davis: Petrova fighting with everything that she has to not tap out. You can really see it in her eyes, she does not want to lose.

Petrova reaches out once more...and this time gets her hand on the bottom rope forcing Jacobs to release the hold. Jacobs gets up and grabs Petrova roughly by the head, pulling her upright. He once again goes to position her for a DDT but Petrova once again slips out of it and gets behind Jacobs. Jacobs turns around to face her...and gets nailed with the Rasputin out of nowhere!

Shannan Lerch: This is it!

Petrova pins Jacobs!

One!

Two!

THREE!

Zach Davis: I don't believe it!

Shannan Lerch: Anastasia Petrova has just defeated Craig Jacobs!

Petrova stands up and gets her arm raised in the air as Jacobs lays on the mat. She rolls out and slaps her fans hands as she leaves. Jacobs rolls out of the ring as well. He grabs the ring stairs and throws them, ignoring fans. He kicks the ring as he leaves.

Zach Davis: Well, Jacobs still has his match with Reb coming up at Helloween, so he has that to look forward to at least!

Shannan Lerch: Still, I can see Jacobs being unhappy here. He'll bounce back, though, I'm sure.

Mikami Segment

Hank Brown is backstage sitting on a folding chair. Mikami walks in to the scene from the right and Hank stands up, microphone in hand.

Hank Brown: Mikami, the world wants to know, what is your reason for turning on your mentors and joining the Team of Torture? Doesn't it go against everything you stand for?

Mikami: What I stand for? Hank Brown, I will tell you what I stand for now. And that is...

Suddenly, Rick Mad walks in and grabs the microphone from Hank.

Rick Mad: Look, I know you made your decision, but hear me out. I--

Instead of finishing his sentence, Rick stumbles forwards and drops the microphone. Steve Carr has hit him from behind. Mad turns around and tries to throw a punch, but Carr blocks it and hits a right hook. Mad stumbles away and tries to come back with another punch, with the same result. Mad turns back around and spears Carr. Steve doesn't fall down right away but he's driven back and falls into Hank's chair. Mad takes another swing at him but Carr leans back in the chair to dodge, he then loses his balance and the chair falls over. Mad walks over to him but Carr grabs his leg and takes him down to the ground. Carr starts raining punches into Mad's face, but security comes and they pull him off. He yells obscenities at Mad while walking away backwards, security forming a barrier between them.

Hank Brown: Well that was exciting, but...

He turns to resume the interview, but Mikami has disappeared.

Mikami/Ryan Daniels vs The Big Time Jerks

Zach Davis: And now.. the Team of Torture.

The lights go out and "The End of Everything" by Trivium plays. Two spotlights shine on the ramp entrance revealing Mikami standing there with his arms crossed. At the part of the song when the chanting starts, Mikami walks down the ramp and the lights follow him. He climbs into the ring and raises his arms, palms up, as the music ends.

Shannan Lerch: We thought Mikami would side with either Carr or Mad, or possibly set out on his own. We never expected him to join the Team of Torture... Torture was his sworn enemy! I still don't understand..

Voice: Welcome to Hollywood, may all your dreams come true

The suspenceful tone of the intro plays as the violins set the lets to flicker red.

"WE MUST SURVIVE!"

Guitars hits and the crowd is on their feet and pyro rains down on the entrance ramp and Ryan Daniels emerges from the back with a random T-shirt on he stands underneath the pyro, his head bowed as the intro continues to play. After it finishes the pyro stops and Ryan walks down the ramp

This is a wake up call
To all who their eyes
This is our hope,
Hopeless beaten strife

HE stops at the middle and starts to hop up and down, getting himself hyped up and ready for his match.

You kill the messenger not to hear it
It doesn't mean it never happened
It doesn't mean it never happened

He runs up the ring steps and slingshots into the ring. HE runs up the turnbuckles and stop, one foot on the top buckle and the other on the second he points out tot he crowd, mouthing the chorus to the song.

"This is our mission
statement to go show the world
GO SHOW THE WORLD
We must survive"

HE hops off the turnbuckle and removes his shirt as the music starts to fade out.

Zach Davis: Daniels? He makes sense to me. He got a real mean streak going prior to joining the ToT, and he has a mean streak right now.

The arena goes pitch black and all of a sudden the Jumbotron reads BIG TIME JERKS in red. Smoke covers the entranceway and "Red Mist" by Boondox starts playing. Adam, Austin and Alyssa come out wearing black BTJ t-shirts . They walk towards the ring with Adam and Austin 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.

Shannan Lerch: And the Big Time Jerks are probably out here to prove they're jerkier than the ToT is.

Adam Young starts the match, as does Ryan Daniels. The two go to tie up... until both men poke each other in the eyes.

Zach Davis: Both going for the same dirty trick!

Daniels stumbles over and tags in Mikami. Mikami springboards over the ropes, and hits a Hurricanrana on Adam Young as he turns around. Young gets up and and is then met with a stiff DDT from Mikami. Mikami drops and goes for a pin.

One.

Two.

Young gets the shoulder up. Mikami picks Young up and puts him in a Chinlock, but Adams gets in the ring and kicks him off. Despite the ref's warnings, Young and Adams double team Mikami, picking him up and throwing him to the ropes before hitting a Double Flapjack. Young gets on the apron, making Adams the legal man.

Shannan Lerch: They didn't even tag each other! ...what jerks.

Adams picks Mikami up, throws him to the ropes, and hits a big Spinebuster. Adams then waits for Mikami to get to his feet, his arm in position.. for a Chokeslam! Adams grabs Mikami's throat, lifts him up..

Zach Davis: Reversal!

Mikami reverses the move with another Hurricanrana, this one into a pin!

One!

Two!

Shannan Lerch: Kickout! But the second time Mikami almost won the match.

Mikami then tags Daniels back in. Daniels gets in, but Adams is up and charges him. Daniels ducks a Clothesline, grabs Adams and hits a Uranage Backbreaker! Daniels gets up and starts kicking at Adams, taking stiff shots at Adams' midsection and especially his head. Daniels then picks Adams up and throws him into the turnbuckle, kicking him several times down into the corner and starts doing his series of bootscrapes.

Zach Davis: And we know what is coming..

Daniels then hits the Facewash! He follows up by lifting Adams onto the ropes and then executing the Reality Awakening!

Shannan Lerch: OH! This could be it!

Daniels pins!

One!

Two!..

Young kicks him off! Before Young can double team, however, Mikami is in the ring. Mikami runs at Young and hits a Flying Leg Scissors that sends Young flying out of the ring. Mikami and Daniels pick Adams up and send him to the ropes.. they then execute a Double Arm Drag. Daniels gets on the apron, leaving Mikami as the legal man.

Zach Davis: Same trick the BTJ did earlier tonight. None of these teams really love the rules. But the Big Time Jerks are in trouble here, Adams needs to tag in Young.

As Austin Adams is getting up, Mikami measures him.. and grabs him for a Diamond Cutter! But Adams pushes him away, and as Mikami turns around Adams hits a Sitout Powerbomb into pin!

One!

Two!

Mikami kicks out! Adams tags in Young.

Shannan Lerch: The Big Time Jerks are back in this! Here comes Adam Young!

Young gets into the ring and runs at Mikami, who is just getting up, and goes for a Superkick. Mikami avoids it, ducking, goes to hit Young but Young blocks it and Dropkicks Mikami down! Mikami quickly gets back to his feet, and Daniels slaps his back, tagging himself in. Daniels comes in and tackles Young, raining down with punches. Soon both men get back to their feet and Young his another Dropkick!

Zach Davis: Adam Young, seemingly on fire here!

Daniels goes down and gets back up... and out of nowhere Young hits the Sure Shot!

Shannan Lerch: Great move!

He doesn't go for the pin, however. He quickly runs and hits Mikami, sending him off the apron. Austin gets in the ring as Young begins climbing to the top.

Zach Davis: I think they're going for...

Young flies off the top with an assist from Austin Adams!

Zach Davis: The Jerk!

Young is pinning Daniels.

One!

Two!

Three!

Shannan Lerch: The Big Time Jerks get the win!

Zach Davis: I don't believe it!

The Jerks stand up and get their arm raised, excited about the victory. They quickly exit the ring and head to the back.

Shannan Lerch: Great effort and good win by the Big Time Jerks. I think Mikami may be a little preoccupied with all of this Mad/Carr business, it would seem...

Mikami and Daniels head to the back, neither showing much emotion but probably not happy with the loss.

Slickie T Segment

The lights in the arena slowly fade to black before coming up once again, the colors red, white, and green being splashed over the crowd as ‘Gravesend (Lake of Fire)” by Lordz of Brooklyn blares over the sound system. The crowd comes to their feet, signs adorned with the name “Slickie T” are heavily present in Joe Louis Arena as the most recent War winner pushes open the curtain and emerges with his arms extended. Allen Guiliano, better known as Slickie T to the wrestling world, takes in the moment as he basks in glory of his recent accomplishment. The number 19 is visible on the back of the Red Wings jersey that he wears and one of the most famous names in Detroit hockey, Yzerman, is printed above the large numeral. The crowd’s roar becomes almost deafening as they see this and Guiliano slowly descends down the ramp, grasping the outstretched hands of the hundreds of fans that simply want to touch one of WCF’s favorite superstars. The #1 Contender leaps up onto the ring apron before climbing the nearest turnbuckle causing the crowd to work themselves into frenzy once again. He does a backflip off the top turnbuckle, landing in the center of the ring, calling for a mic and snatching it out of the air as it is tossed into him. A smirk forms across his lips as he begins to address the crowd, knowing they may never stop applauding and cheering unless he speaks.

Slickie T: Ah, Detroit, I couldn’t have asked for a better city to go to the week after winning the most prestigious wrestling event the sport has to offer. I quickly want to thank all my supporters out there who showed up in full force at Madison Square Garden and watched yours truly have his hand raised in victory at War VIII to become the #1 Contender to the WCF World Championship! I also want to give a big acknowledgment to those who pushed me to my absolute limit and brought out the best in me at War. Of course I’m talking about Jay Price and Logan.

The crowd gives another loud pop, giving it up for those who made War memorable and for the effort that each of the 30 competitors gave in the main event.

Slickie T: Now, there is talk out there about how most of the competitors were eliminated before I even got to the ring, but the fact of the matter is, I was the lone survivor, and I rightly earned my shot at the World Title at One. Personally, I would have liked to be the first participant in that match, just so I could prove to the world that I have what it takes to survive against each and every man on the WCF roster. So I could get my name on a few more eliminations and be mentioned among the all-time great War performances. But I suppose that will have to come at next year’s event when I become a two-time War winner and have my name mentioned along with the man I eliminated to win my first. Seems that Mr. Price is out there running his mouth about how he tied the record for eliminations and how he should be put on some kind of pedestal for that fact, but let’s be honest, the only elimination that truly matters is the last one. Also, this whole Team of Torture thing is getting out of hand. Sure, it added a little suspense and action to the WCF when it was announced that the stable would once again be formed and the members were revealed, but now it seems like every other superstar on the roster is pledging his allegiance to ToT. Well, I will guarantee you that this is one man that will not give in to temptation and one man that will fight against this group known as the Team of Torture. I may only be one man, but if that is what it takes to bring down this newly formed stable, then so be it, I will get rid of them one at a time if I have to. I also know that this “team” will have each other’s back, but I think it was very obvious last Sunday that they can be taken down by the right individuals with the right mindset. Now, I am not planning on making a group of my own to counter ToT, but anyone that is willing to help in the cause is certainly welcome. Logan and I have shown that they can be defeated and I am sure that the both of us will have several more run-ins with ToT. I don’t have much more to say here this evening, but I am looking forward to returning to the ring whenever my name is put back on that card. Now, I am not a man that makes guarantees, but tonight I will make one with all of you fantastic citizens of Detroit as my witnesses. I GUARANTEE that at One, I will take down the leader of ToT, Torture, and become the next WCF World Champion. After winning War, it is the only thing left on my list of things to accomplish here in the WCF, and the only thing that I really have left to accomplish as a professional wrestler. I hope that all of you enjoy the rest of Slam and once again, thank you WCF nation and all of you back in Italy who supported me in my victory at War. Forza Italia..Mi Amore!

“Gravesend (Lake of Fire)” once again begins to play over the sound system as Guiliano slips the jersey off from over his head and slides out of the ring, giving it to a young WCF fan sitting in the front row. He then slaps the rest of the extended hands of the remaining fans as he makes his way back up the ramp and behind the curtain.


Johnny Reb/Doc Henry vs The Superfans

Zach Davis: Time for tonight's Tag Titles match!

The opening chords of "Bad Company" by Bad Company filter through the arena. The stage and the surrounding area go dark. As the actual lyrics begin, blue lights illuminate a pair of figures: Johnny Reb and Dixie Pride.

Company,
Always on the run.

They both step out onto the ramp and the stage lights return to normal.

Destiny,
Is the rising sun.

Johnny’s appearance draws a mixed reaction from the crowd, largely of a negative variety.

I was born 6-gun in my hand,
Behind a gun, I make my final stand.

The Inveterate Confederate starts down the ramp, slowly, and pauses halfway down.

That's why they call me...

Suddenly, a fountain of pyros erupts behind him to coincide with the change in the song's tempo. Johnny raises his hands and lifts his head, making a beckoning motion, reveling in the crowd’s attentions, favorable or not.

Bad Company. And I can't deny,
Bad Company, til the day I die.

Reb lowers his arms and gives the dissenting fans a disdainful sneer.

Rebel souls.
Deserters we are called,
Chose a gun
And threw away the sun.

Johnny keeps walking toward the ring at a stately pace, ignoring taunts. Dixie remains at his side, casting the occasional insult back at an over exuberant dissident.

Now these towns,
They all know our name.
6-gun sound...
Is our claim to fame.

Reb walks up the steel steps and holds the ropes for Dixie. He stalks to the far corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle, posing for the crowd.

I can hear them say..
Bad Company, and I won’t deny.
Bad. Bad Company, til the day I die.

Dixie works the crowd as Johnny hops off the turnbuckle and removes the hat and coat. The music fades away.

Shannan Lerch: Former World Champion.. Johnny Reb might add another belt to his resume tonight.

Lights dim, to an orange glow as if at sunrise, as music starts.

With the main guitar riff, Doc enters the arena in a light haze.

As lyrics start, he slowly raises his head looking into the ring, raising his hands up for a slow pop. Lights fade up as he does this.

I wake up in the morning
And I raise my weary head
I got an old coat for a pillow
And the earth was last nights bed

Doc proceeds to the ring high fiving the crowd.

Only God knows where Ive been
Im a devil on the run
A six gun lover
A candle in the wind

Walking up the steps and ducks under the top rope. Pumping his fists and getting the crowd riled, he fist pumps facing all four sides.

When youre brought into this world
They say youre born in sin
Well at least they gave me something
I didnt have to steal or have to win
Well they tell me that Im wanted
Yeah Im a wanted man

Gallantly removes hat and saddle coat before extinguishing cigarette on ring post.

Im colt in your stable
Im what cain was to abel
Mister catch me if you can
Im going down in a blaze of glory...

Zach Davis: Doc Henry had one of the longest times in the War match last Sunday thanks to his ingenuity, and the Superfans had one of the shortest thanks to theirs.

Hysteria by Muse plays. and out steps the Superfans, Mark and Marc, with Tiffany Jane! They're dressed in their standard wrestling attire tonight. With their Tag Titles over their shoulders, they walk to the ring, all business. The fans boo them.

Shannan Lerch: I think a lot of the fans wanted to see the Superfans mimic someone here tonight, and they really don't like the Superfans' new attitude.

The Superfans get into the ring as Tiffany Jane stands on the outside. On the other side of the ring, Johnny Reb and Doc Henry talk over match strategy and who should start it.

Zach Davis: You know Shannan, I think Johnny Reb and Doc Henry have a real shot at the Tag Titles tonight. The Superfans, I think, underestimate them as the team. In their chat logs they talked about how Reb and Henry are some thrown together team that don't like each other, but that couldn't be farther from the truth. Reb and Henry have a long history dating back to before WCF, and they've been on the same page for weeks now.

Johnny Reb starts, as does Marc. Reb and Marc tie up, and Reb gets the advantage, pushing Marc into the turnbuckle. The ref calls for a clean break, and Reb surprisingly obliges. However, Marc steps forward and slaps Reb in the face!

Shannan Lerch: No respect.

And Reb looks furious. He shoves Marc into the turnbuckle and starts hitting him with several kicks to the gut. Reb then lifts Marc up and climbs up with him... and executes a Hurricanrana! Marc hits the mat hard and Reb quickly slides onto the apron. Marc gets to his feet, Reb is on the apron behind him.. Reb Springboards and grabs Marc's head, hitting a Bulldog! Reb follows up by jumping to the top rope and quickly flying off with a Moonsault! This results in a pin!

One!

Mark gets into the ring to break it up.

Two!

Doc Henry stops Mark before he can interrupt the pinfall!

Marc kicks out at two.

Zach Davis: Marc did kick out but it looks like Mark didn't expect Doc Henry to save Reb like that.

Doc Henry and Mark brawl in the middle of the ring while the ref tells them to get out, though they don't seem to care. Henry throws Mark to the ropes, runs at him and Clotheslines him out! Henry gets back onto the apron, then. Reb picks Marc up and throws him to the ropes, but Marc leapfrogs over him. Reb turns around and Marc hits him with a Cross Bodyblock! This results in a pin..

One!

Two!

Henry kicks Marc off of Reb. Henry then picks Marc up quickly and DDTs him to the mat before getting back onto the apron.

Shannan Lerch: Once again, good teamwork between Reb and Henry.

Johnny Reb stands up, and tags Henry into the match now. Henry gets in and waits as Marc gets to his feet, and once Marc is up Henry grabs him from behind and hits a German Suplex! But no, Marc lands on his feet! And Henry turns around.. Marc hits the Cheap Pop!

Zach Davis: Great move!

Marc shakes off the cobwebs and tags in Mark. Mark gets into the ring and the two men pick Henry up and hit a Double Suplex before Marc leaves the ring. Mark then begins stomping on Doc Henry.

Shannan Lerch: Seems like the Superfans are in control now.

Mark picks Henry up and and then hits a scoop slam before dropping an elbow on him as well. He then locks in a Fujiwara Armbar.

Zach Davis: Good submission move applied by the technician, Mark.

But Johnny Reb springboards over the ropes and hits a Guillotine Leg Drop onto Mark, breaking up the hold! Reb stands up and immediately Marc flies off the top rope with a Missile Dropkick, hitting Reb in the chest and sending him flying out of the ring. He then runs to the ropes and flies over the top, splashing onto Reb on the outside! The crowd pops, as they love big moves. In the ring, both Marc and Henry are on the mat resting. They both get to their feet at about the same time and begin brawling, hitting each other with fists. Eventually Henry blocks one and pokes Mark in the eye. Mark stumbles away and soon turns around, only to be me with a big Spinning Heel Kick from Doc Henry. Mark goes down and Henry begins climbing the top rope.

Shannan Lerch: Doc Henry going high risk!

Doc Henry steadies himself... and flies off with a Flying Elbow Drop! The crowd pops as Henry pins Mark, hooking the leg, with both Marc and Reb still on the outside.

One!

Two!

Zach Davis: Thre-

Mark kicks out at the very last second! Reb has just gotten back onto the apron and Henry tags him in. Reb climbs to the top rope and flies off with a Frogsplash!

Shannan Lerch: Confederate Cannonball!

Zach Davis: And we know the Superfans know a thing or two about Frogsplashs. Here's another pin!

One!

Two!

Mark kicks out once more!

Shannan Lerch: I thought we had new Tag Team Champions, Zach!

Reb gets up and once again climbs to the top rope, signalling that he's finishing Mark off once and for all. But once he's up there, out of sheer desperation Mark dives into the ropes and causes Reb to hit his crotch on the turnbuckle. Mark then uses his remaining strength to tag Marc back in. Reb has fallen onto the mat, and Marc jumps to the top rope himself now and flies off...

Zach Davis: Spoiler Alert!

Shannan Lerch: This has to be it!

Marc pins Reb!

One!

Two!

NO! Reb kicks out!

Zach Davis: How in the hell did Johnny Reb kick out of that?!

Shannan Lerch: Well, up until now Reb had been in the driver's seat. The Spoiler Alert WAS a great move but Reb hadn't quite been worn down enough for it to get the whole three count.. it WAS a two and three fourths, though, damn.

Marc now tags Mark back in. Mark gets into the ring and looks like he's headed for Reb, but quickly turns and punches Henry right in the face. Henry flies off the apron. Mark then gets Reb in the Powerbomb position...

Zach Davis: Uh oh, the Superfans are definitely going for the win here-

Marc is up top and he flies off with a Seated Senton onto Johnny Reb!

Shannan Lerch: The Mark Out!

Mark pins Reb as the ref makes the count.

One!

Two!

Three!

Zach Davis: That's it, Shannan. The Superfans retain their belts once more!

Hysteria by Muse hits and the fans begin to boo as the Superfans are handed their Tag Team Titles. Tiffany Jane enters the ring and the Superfans celebrate, ignoring the jeers of the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: Zach, once again, I have to ask... can ANYONE stop these Superfans? They just pinned a former World Champion!

Zach Davis: I don't know, Shannan. I know Seth has been quoted as saying he is going to start putting them against tougher and tougher challengers, but I still don't know what exactly he means by that..

Shannan Lerch: Or if it'll be enough.

Eventually, Mark, Marc, and Tiffany leave the ring. Doc Henry helps Johnny Reb to his feet, as does Dixie Pride, and they exit next.


Hector Rodriguez vs Jay Price

Zach Davis: Well folks this has been an exciting and eye-opening episode of Slam, but we're not done yet!

Shannan Lerch: That's right, we now have the main event of the evening. It's a match for the TV title between champion Jay Price of the Team of Torture and challenger Hector Rodriguez. Both of these men have been turning heads and impressing everyone watching them in their matches each week. Hector has battled with former champions while Jay Price has won match after match each week with the TV title being placed around his waist in his last singles match a couple of weeks ago---and here comes Hector Rodriguez's manager, Carlos Estrada.

Carlos Estrada walks out from the back. He walks down the ramp with no music and climbs into the ring. He gestures for a microphone.

Zach Davis: What is this? Why is Hector not out there with him?

Shannan Lerch: I think we're about to find out!

Carlos Estrada: War changed the face of the WCF. The Team of Torture grew stronger and both Hector Rodriguez and Logan battled them in the ring. They grew in numbers. I'm out here before Hector's match to say that it is not Hector and Logan who have targets painted onto their backs for the elimination of ToT in the War match, no. Hector and Logan, they are painting targets on the backs of the Team of Torture. Good will triumph over evil. You men have disrespected the WCF long enough and that is going to change. At War, Logan fired the first shot when he eliminated nearly the entire team. Tonight, Hector Rodriguez will do two things: he has undergone a change. The second thing is that he will finish what Logan started at War. Hector Rodriguez will pin Jay Price here in this ring tonight and become the new champion of your televisions! Hector is here to punish the wicked. I now present to you, the new Hector Rodriguez!

"No One Gets Left Behind" by Five Finger Death Punch starts playing in the arena. After about ten seconds or so, a man steps out from the back. It's Hector Rodriguez. He's wearing black wrestling tights, no shirt and a black mask on his face, but it's not the usual look, it's a mask with the Punisher skull on it. The crowd jumps to their feet and starts cheering Hector as he stands on top of the ramp.

Zach Davis: Wow, I like this new look of Hector's.

Shannan Lerch: It makes him look more intense and he has been losing some weight and buffing up some. He looks amazing compared to how he looked a few weeks ago when he debuted.

Hector looks around at the crowd. He raises his arms up in the air and fireworks start shooting up at his sides and they trail down the entire front of the ramp. Hector puts his arms down and walks down the ramp and climbs the steps. He steps through the ropes and goes to each side of the ring, throwing up an arm in respect to the crowd.

Zach Davis: His crowd reaction is getting louder each week.

Shannan Lerch: It is now especially with him siding with Loogie and fighting those despicable Team of Torture guys, I still hate them for stealing Loogie's stable name!

Carlos Estrada pats Hector on the arm, says something to him and then gets out of the ring as gunshots echo throughout the arena. The lights begin to flicker on and off. Get Down On The Ground by Gillie Da Kid begins playing as the crowd raises, the majority booing however there are always scattered cheers for some reason.

The big screen shows a video that starts off with a black screen, and the words Kiladelphia, Pistolvania in big white letters. However, after several moments, Price does not emerge from the back. Instead, a video starts up with Price backstage in the parking lot.

Zach Davis: What is Price doing back there?

Price is holding two lucha libre masks, and in front of him is a trash can. He's also holding a bottle of lighter fluid.

Shannan Lerch: I think I know where this is going...

Jay Price: Hector Rodriguez! Tonight you proved exactly what I've been saying. Masks are important to you. You hide behind your mask, you hide behind Carlos Estrada. Masks carry a certain tradition in lucha libre... and Hector Rodriguez, I know you've always dreamt about being a luche libre wrestler. Well, Hector, here's your candle.... make your wish.

Price throws the masks into the trash can and douses them with lighter fluid. He pulls out some matches from his pocket and lights one, throwing it into the trash can. The masks blaze and burn in the fire, and Price watches them and smirks before walking off.

Zach Davis: This is a huge sign of disrespect from Jay Price here. And look in the ring! All it did was make Hector mad and pump him up, I think.

Once again Jay Price's music hits and his video plays. Price emerges from the back, then the screen switches to various scenes of Price in training at the gym, hitting opponents with big moves, and other highlights of his matches.

Once the bass starts to hit the arena, Price emerges from the backstage wearing a red Phillies fitted cap, a white beater, black shorts and black boots. Price stands for a moment looking around at the crowd with a smirk on his face, almost as if he's amused by the boos that he is receiving. He hoists his Television Title up above his head as he begins to walk down the ramp to the ring. His expression changes dramatically to that of a focused individual, an expression he will have until the end of the match. He climbs up the ring steps slowly, studying his opponent, and climbs under the top rope never breaking eye contact. Once in the ring Price proceeds to take off his fitted and hangs it on the ring post behind him, followed by the white beater which he carelessly throws into the crowd, even though they always throw it back onto the floor. Last but not least he hands his title to the referee, but not before holding it up once again for everyone to see. Price will then wait in the corner, cracking his knuckles and studying his opponent, until the referee rings for the bell.

Hector starts walking towards the middle of the ring and Price walks forward, too. The two men meet in the center with Hector looking down at Price, since he's taller.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, this is intense. These two definitely don't look like they like each other.

Zach Davis: How can you even tell? You can see Jay's face, but Hector's is completely hidden by that mask. His old mask had eyeholes and a place for his mouth, this one has nothing revealing his face.

The referee stands between the two of them and signals for the bell. Jay Price wastes no time and steps back up to Hector and starts running his mouth. Hector just stands there, still as a stone. Jay Price leans back and slaps Hector right across the face. Hector's head snaps back and he continues looking at Jay Price as if nothing happened. Jay Price goes to slap him again but closes his fist and nails Hector with a right. Hector shrugs it off and tilts his head sideways at Jay Price.

Zach Davis: What? Why is he letting Jay hit him?

Shannan Lerch: Well, he is Spanish, maybe punches by an English-speaking person feel differently?

Zach Davis: I don't even know where to begin to respond to that...

Jay Price steps back and goes to punch Hector again, but Hector reacts too quickly for Jay Price and he decks him with a huge right fist. Jay goes flying back onto the mat and the crowd cheers. Jay Price gets up and taps at his mouth and looks at it to make sure he's not bleeding. Jay gets angry and runs at Hector. Hector steps forward and lays Jay Price out with a huge clothesline from hell.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, that looked more devastating than the other times he's done that move. His working out really has improved his moves.

Zach Davis: Speaking of the other times he's done the move, you'd think people would learn to not run at the guy at the beginning of the match, he keeps doing that move near the beginning.

Jay Price slowly gets back up and leans back against the ropes. He jumps up and runs at Hector again. Hector goes for another clothesline but Jay sees it coming and ducks it. He comes back off the ropes and nails Hector with a drop kick. Hector jumps back up and is met with a russian legsweep by the TV champion. Jay Price runs across the ring as Hector stands up and goes to spear him but all he does is double Hector over and knock him back a couple of steps. Jay runs across the ring and runs again with a full head of steam and goes for another spear but Hector sidesteps him and lands a left on the side of Jay's head, causing him to hit the mat and slide out of the ring. The crowd jumps to their feet cheering.

Shannan Lerch: Wow, Hector sidestepped that and clipped Jay on the side of the head as he passed. That had to hurt!

Jay Price stands up outside the ring and holds the side of his head. He walks around outside the ring as the referee starts the ten count. After a couple of seconds, Jay Price climbs back onto the apron as Hector walks over. Hector goes to reach for him, but Jay ducks and headbutts Hector in the gut. Hector doubles over and Jay Price launches himself over and hits a sunset flip on the challenger and holds it for a pin.

1...2...kick out by Hector.

Hector slaps the mat in frustration. Jay Price is already up and hits Hector with a DDT to the mat and then applies a headlock on Hector. Hector tries to break the hold but is in a bad position. He finally switches the position him and Jay are in and starts standing up. Instead of elbowing him in the side like most wrestlers would, Hector grabs Jay around the waist and lifts him up. Jay Price starts looking around surprised, but still holding onto the headlock. Hector steps over and drops Jay Price onto the top rope, crotch-first. Jay immediately lets go but is still sitting on the ropes, his eyes wide. Hector looks around at the crowd who is yelling at him to shake the ropes. Hector grabs the ropes in front of Jay Price who shakes his head. Hector starts shaking the ropes up and down for a few seconds. Jay Price yells out in pain and when Hector stops, he falls off sideways into the ring. Jay Price is picked up off of the mat by Hector who irish whips him across the ring and nails him with a big boot. Hector bounces off the nearby ropes and nails Jay Price with a splash in the middle of the ring. Hector covers Jay for the pin...

1...kick out by Jay Price. Nowhere close to a 2 count at all.

Jay Price stands up and Hector steps up and gets him in a huge bearhug, trying to squeeze the life out of Jay Price. Jay Price starts hitting Hector in the side of the head, but these hits barely faze Hector. Hector finally gets tired of it and headbutts Price, who looks like he nearly gets knocked out from the force of the headbutt. And the crowd's attention turns towards the entryway, where Seth Lerch is walking out. Hector turns his attention as well.

Zach Davis: And here comes Seth.

Cockily, Seth strolls down to the ring, chair in hand. Hector can't do anything about him yet, so he turns back towards Price. Price, however, used the distraction to recover, and low blows Hector! Price stands up as quickly as possible, and locks Hector in..

Shannan Lerch: He's going for the Busted Grill!

But Hector jabs him several times, pushing him away. Price runs at Hector, Hector grabs him..

Zach Davis: Respecto!

BUT NO! Seth hits Hector in the back with the chair! Immediately, the ref rings the bell. The chair shot not only hit Hector's back but cracked his skull a bit as well.

Shannan Lerch: Well this match is over... the ref knew that once he saw Seth coming he might as well just throw it out.

Zach Davis: Seth is going after his enemies here, he has both of them in one place.. why not?

Price gets to his feet, and Seth swings the chair at him... but stops at the last second.

Shannan Lerch: What the-

Smiles come across Seth and Price's faces. They turn towards Hector Rodriguez, and collectively begin stomping away at Hector Rodriguez! The crowd is booing mercilessly, some people throw trash.

Zach Davis: As soon as Price joined the Team of Torture... he just quit! He's joined up with Seth, one of Torture's arch enemies!

Shannan Lerch: When Torture gets back next week he is going to be PISSED.

Seth picks Hector up and holds him as Jay grabs the chair now and repeatedly bashes Hector with it. Seth then throws Hector out of the ring.

Zach Davis: Things are really heating up here! What does this mean for the Team of Torture and the Hellimination match? What does this mean for Jay Price?

Seth raises Price's arm high in the air, the crowd boos.

Shannan Lerch: Their whole fight earlier in the night.. it was all a stage. They tricked us.

And suddenly, Crawl by Kings of Leon hits.

Zach Davis: TORTURE?!

The crowd POPS huge! After about five seconds they realize they just popped for Torture and immediately begin booing. But there is yet another pop as much to everyone's surprise, Torture steps out onto the ramp!

Shannan Lerch: HE'S HERE! THE WORLD CHAMPION IS HERE!

Zach Davis: The World Title is around his waist! And he is PISSED!

Shannan Lerch: He hand picked Jay Price, and Jay Price turned on him. I'd be pissed too.

Torture walks to the ring, slowly, methodically. Fear runs across Seth and Price's faces now, though Seth is whispering strategy in Price's ear, getting him pumped up. Torture slides into the ring, and he goes toe to toe with Jay Price.

Zach Davis: This is intense, Shannan. I have goosebumps.

Shannan Lerch: Torture, up against this rookie sensation.. and his arch enemy from all this time in WCF...

But Torture hugs him. Torture hugs Jay Price.

Zach Davis: Wait. Does this mean-

Torture then turns to Seth Lerch... and shakes his hand.

Shannan Lerch: NO. NO.

Zach Davis: WHAT?!

And now all three men in the ring are wearing huge shit eating grins. Seth stands in the middle of Torture and Jay Price, World and Television Champions, and raises their arms high in the air. Once again the crowd begins to boo and more trash is being thrown.

Shannan Lerch: Fans, this has become just too much. I don't know what to think anymore.

Zach Davis: Torture and Seth Lerch aligned together? I really, honestly cannot comprehend it. I can't. These two... they've ALWAYS hated each other. ALWAYS.

Seth grabs a microphone.

Seth Lerch: Hahaha! Come on, everyone. Don't look so shocked.

Everyone boos.

Seth Lerch: Because guess what? I have one more big surprise for all of you.

Shannan Lerch: What else....

Seth Lerch: Next week, the Team of Torture is adding one more member. The last piece of the ToT puzzle.

Zach Davis: Who could this be?

Seth Lerch: Next week, the ToT welcomes one more man... THE WINNER OF WAR VIII.... SLICKIE T, ALLEN GUILIANO!!!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT!?

The crowd pops when they hear Slickie's name but quickly become confused. Torture, Seth and Price all appear supremely confident, however.

Zach Davis: Slickie T.. is joining the ToT?!

Shannan Lerch: We're out of time! We'll have to find out what is going on next week!

Zach Davis: Seth Lerch, Torture, and Jay Price, and hell, Mikami!... all aligned.... and now Slickie T?... what are we going to do?

Slam fades to black, as the camera spans Torture, Seth, and Price, all smiling as the crowd continues to cover the ring in trash.