Slam Intro
Tag Titles: Truth Addiction vs The Big Time Jerks
Seth Lerch/Brad Kane Segment
Jack Cash vs Doc Henry vs Prince Jimmy Dean vs Alex Jones
Television Title: Jay Price vs ???
Johnny Reb vs The Hotdog Mascot
Hall of Fame Announcement
US Title: Anastasia Petrova vs Kevin Hardaway

Slam Intro

Kids by MGMT plays and Slam is live from Great Falls, Montana! We go to our announcers, Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch.

Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! We're a few days removed from XIII.. what a show.

Shannan Lerch: What a show is right. I'm still amazed at the brutality of the Slickie/Greenfever match...

Zach Davis: That's right. Slickie and Greenfever are, of course, out of action tonight. But I'm being told that they'll both be able to compete next week. Slickie didn't sustain any serious injuries, much to Seth's chagrin, I'm sure.

Shannan Lerch: And what about tonight? We've got a big US Title match! Anastasia Petrova up against Kevin Hardaway in tonight's main event.

Zach Davis: That's right. Hardaway won the US Title last week in a great match against Logan. His first defense is tonight against Anastasia Petrova, who last week, lost the Buns of Steel contest against the Hot Dog Mascot.. but won the wrestling portion, at least.

Shannan Lerch: And speaking of Buns of Steel, tonight we have Buns of Steel II. Johnny Reb is up against that damn Hot Dog Mascot after he threw buns at him last week. This is ridiculous.

Zach Davis: You can say that again!

Shannan Lerch: This is ridiculous.

Zach Davis: Erm.. anyway. We're also being told we have some kind of unscheduled match tonight. I'm not sure who will be in action, but rumor has it that it'll be some kind of Title match.

Shannan Lerch: Intriguing.

Zach Davis: We have a big Fatal Four Way matchup. WCF's newest acquisition, Jack Cash, in the ring with Doc Henry, Prince Jimmy Dean, and Alex Jones. That should be a good one.

Shannan Lerch: I can't wait to see what Jack Cash has in store for us! I've heard big things about him.

Zach Davis: And in our opening matchup, Truth Addiction is one on one with the Big Time Jerks, one more time.... for the Tag Team Titles. I'm excited.


Truth Addiction vs The Big Time Jerks

Zach Davis: Time for our Tag Team Titles match!

Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolf hits the airwaves. A special dance-techno remix special for the Wrestling Championship Federation and the crowd goes crazy. Avery comes out from behind the curtain with his hoodie on over his head. He's looking down and hopping around but he stops with both his hands together in front of him. Through the smoke comes Tank Reaper walking right up behind him and stops. As the music continues to play, Avery spreads out one arm in unison with a huge gold firework. He stretches out the other arm with another huge gold firework. Then Tank raises both arms in the either with the third and final bang as the firework explodes into the air and the smoke clears. With that third firework, Avery flashes his head up and the hoodie slides off and both men begin to high five the fans as they jog their way down to the ring. Avery slides in first and jumps on to the nearest ring corner. He spreads out his arms then folds them together. Tank steps over the top rope and just raises both arms in the air and the crowd eats it up. Avery takes off his sweatshirt, and both men prepare for the match.

Shannan Lerch: Truth Addiction has been one of WCF's top tag teams for quite a while now.. rough patch lately, but they're a strong team.

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.

Zach Davis: The Jerks have also been a top tag team.. but, well, they're jerks.

The bell rings. Avery starts for his team, Adams for his. They circle and tie up. Avery hits him with a few stiff forearms and then kicks him in the gut and hits a Snap Suplex. He instantly floats over and goes for a pin, but Adams kicks out. Avery gets back to his feet and pulls Adams up, throwing him to the turnbuckle. Adams hits it hard and Avery runs and hits a Stinger Splash!

Shannan Lerch: Chris Avery looking great at the start of this match!

Adams stumbles out of the turnbuckle and Avery hits him with a Sitout DDT! The crowd pops as Avery tags in Tank Reaper!

Zach Davis: Here comes the big sex addict himself!

Tank comes in and picks Adams up, throwing him to the other corner. But Alyssa Jones jumps onto the apron.

Shannan Lerch: Oh no.. Tank's only weakness!

Alyssa is taunting Tank, dancing and shaking her ass. Tank is staring, but soon he realizes what is going on. He turns back to Adams, but its too late. Adams has tagged in Young! Young runs at Tank, who goes for a Clothesline, but Young ducks it, then bounces back and hits a Chop Block on Tank, taking him down.

Zach Davis: He got Tank's leg! He's cutting the big man down to size!

Once Tank is down, Young grabs Tank's leg and starts kicking at it repeatedly. Tank is yelling in pain.

Shannan Lerch: Zach.. I think Tank is seriously hurt!

Young takes Tank's leg and slides out of the ring, pulling Tank so that the turnbuckle is between his legs. He smashes Tank's leg on the ring post, and the crowd oooh's in empathy with Tank. Young then puts a Figure Four on him!

Zach Davis: Shades of Bret Hart!

Tank is screaming in pain, and Avery looks worried. Avery yells at the ref to ask Tank if he wants to give the match up, but Tank shakes his head no, refusing! Eventually Young releases the hold and gets back into the ring. Young taunts Tank, waiting for him to get up... and Tank starts getting to his feet!

Shannan Lerch: Here he goes!

Tank is nearly standing.. but no! His leg gives out and he buckles and falls. The fans gasp in disappointment and Young smiles to himself. He grabs Tank's leg again and starts kicking at it once more to a chorus of booing!

Zach Davis: What is he doing?! The man can't even stand! He's been seriously injured!

Eventually, Young turns and decks Chris Avery, sending him flying out of the ring. He quickly pulls Tank into position, and Austin Adams gets into the ring. Young climbs to the top and they hit their The Jerk finisher!

Shannan Lerch: Can it really end this way!?

One!

Two!

Three!

Zach Davis: That's it... The Big Time Jerks have become the Tag Team Champions. And they might've put Tank Reaper out of action for.. well, who knows how long?

The Jerks stand up as Super Villian by Powerman 5000 starts playing and the fans are booing. Avery is helping paramedics get Tank out of the ring and onto the stretcher.

Shannan Lerch: Poor Tank... I hope the Jerks are happy with themselves!

But suddenly, Totalimmortal by AFI hits! And out steps WCF commissioner Brad Kane!

Zach Davis: Wonder what he has to say?

Brad Kane: Well, congratulations, Jerks. You've just taken out one of the most popular WCF stars ever, right next to the Monster Squad and Biohazard. But I'm here to announce your Tag Team Title match at One.

Shannan Lerch: Hmm!? What could this be?

Brad Kane: A Triple Threat Tag Team Titles match! Three teams, six men... Jerks, you'll defend against the Team of Torture team of Mikami and Ryan Daniels..

Booing.

Brad Kane: And Johnny Reb and Doc Henry!!

The booing turns into huge cheers!

Brad Kane: Good luck! You just might need it!

Totalimmortal hits as Kane leaves and the Jerks look confident holding their tag belts.

Seth Lerch/Brad Kane Segment

We open up to Seth's office. Seth is sitting there, going through papers or some such, until there is a knock on the door.

Seth Lerch: Come in.

Brad Kane walks into the room and takes a seat.

Brad Kane: You wanted to see me?

Seth Lerch: Yeah, Brad. Great job last week, first of all! And good Tag Team Titles match, also.

Brad Kane: Thanks boss.

Seth Lerch: No problem. But I wanted to talk to you about the XIII contracts. I had my lawyers going through them after that whole Slickie T/CoolWear Inc./Guiliano Hotel and Casino debacle, and it turns out.. well.. I really didn't know how it happened, and it turns out that YOU, Brad, had that particular contract written up.

Brad Kane: Did I?... oh, yeah! Yeah, shit... Seth, I'm sorry. You're right. I dropped the ball.. I didn't expect Slickie to buy out CoolWear Inc. and get control like that! But I'm sorry.

Seth Lerch: Yeah, yeah. You're right, you really had no way of knowing. I don't know what I expected when I called you here.. you're right. Thanks, Mr. Kane.

Brad Kane: No problem, Seth. You know I'm on your side, trust me.

Brad puts out his hand and shakes Seth's as he stands up and exits the room. Seth leans back on his chair, feet on the desk, thinking to himself.

Jack Cash vs Doc Henry vs Prince Jimmy Dean vs Alex Jones

Kyle Steel: The following match is a fatal four-way and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

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.

Kyle Steel: Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds, from Griffen Georgia, Doc Henry.

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 you're brought into this world
They say you're born in sin
Well at least they gave me something
I didn't 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 has been victorious the last two weeks. First he won what could be described as a chaotic triple threat match, and then last week he was on the winning side of a tag team match. You can be sure he'd like to continue on this hot streak.

The lights go and Jerry "The King" beginnings of the music of Lawler that play. A single shines of the projector in a passageway and the empty Prince Force with crowbar to Dean is removed majestically in a golden car for two white horses. The multitude is silent in the admiration in the grandeur of the entrance. The prince Jimmy Dean is thrown around the ring while the multitude looks in silence on its car in the admiration. The leaves slowly of the carriage and elegantly walks in the ring and backups in the center as the alone shines of projector in it. The light goes and he expects his adversary to be approached.

Kyle Steel: And weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, from Papua New Guinea, Prince Jimmy Dean.

Shannan Lerch: Good 'Ole Jimmy Dean. You can't help but smile every time you see him.

The arena lights fade down and smoke fills the entrance way as sounds of a machine gun go off and the jumbo tron reads "Ya'll done FUCKED UP!" in red as "Bow Down" by Westside Connection starts playing.

Kyle Steel: And weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds, from Jasper Texas, Alex Jones.

Out walks Alex and his trusty trash can full of weapons. The referee climbs out of the ring and runs up the ramp to stop Jones who's already halfway there.

Shannan Lerch: What's the referee doing?

The referee is arguing with Jones and pointing at the trashcan full of weapons. Another WCF employee comes from the back and the referee instructs him to take the cart backstage. Jones becomes infuriated but the referee tells him that he will be disqualified. Jones reluctantly agrees and lets the official take the cart away as he makes his way to the ring.

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, cueing 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.

Kyle Steel: And finally, weighing in at two hundred and thirty six pounds, from Brooke Connecticut, 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.

Zach Davis: WCF newcomer Jack Cash making his in ring debut tonight. I've been hearing a lot of good things about this guy and it seems like he's poised for success.

Shannan Lerch: Not to mention easy on the eyes.

Zach Davis: Don't make me tell Logan you're looking at other guys.

Shannan Lerch: I'll be good.

All four men head to seperate corners and wait for the bell. The referee looks around at each competitor and signals for the bell. All four men charge at each other and meet up in the center of the ring. Cash and Jones lock up while Henry and Dean circle each other, measuring one another up. Cash with a quick arm drag and he holds on to the arm, now torquing it while Jones is on the ground. Henry and Dean have finally locked up and Doc takes the early advantage using his size to push Dean into the nearby corner. Henry with a series of chops to the chest, followed up by a big knee to the abdomen and Dean drops. Meanwhile Jones has finally gotten back to his feet and is locked up with Cash. Jones is able to whip Cash into the ropes and hits a drop toe hold. Jones is back to his feet but Henry is right behind him. Henry spins him around and takes him down with a big clothesline. Dean meanwhile has gotten himself out of the corner and is working over Cash with a series of stomps before locking in a Reverse Chin Lock. Henry has Jones back on his feet and whips him into the corner. Henry rushes the corner looking for another clothesline but Jones ducks out of the way and Henry crashes. Doc stumbles back a few steps and Jones grabs him from behind and hits a neckbreaker. He goes for the pin.

One...Two...T.

No Jimmy Dean broke up the pin attempt after releasing the chin lock on Cash. Dean pushes Jones off Doc and under the ropes to the outside of the ring. Dean turns around and goes for the pin.

One...Tw.

Zach Davis: Cash from out of nowhere with the break up of the pin.

Dean gets back to his feet and grabs hold of Cash, looking to stand him up. Cash counters with an elbow to the stomach followed up by a European uppercut.

Shannan Lerch: Jack Cash looking to make a comeback.

Cash grabs hold of Dean and pulls him in before hitting a snap suplex. Cash back to his feet but from out of nowhere Alex Jones attacks him from behind with a running forearm to the back. Jones grabs hold of Dean and lifts him to his feet before hitting him with several shots to the head. Doc is finally back to his feet and he runs at both men, hitting them both with a clothesline that sends them over the top rope.

Zach Davis: Oh Jones and Dean both taking a nasty spill to the outside there.

Doc stands back up, looking rather happy with himself, and turns around face to face with Cash. Henry and Cash begin exchanging a series of shots to each others head. The exchange results in the two being backed up into the corner before the referee finally steps in between the two to break it up. Cash steps back and Henry follows. They lock up in the center of the ring and Doc tries to use his slight height and weight advantage to apply a headlock but Cash is able to slip out of it. Cash from behind with a stiff kick to the back of the legs before locking in a sleeper hold.

Shannan Lerch: Smart move here by Cash. Trying to wear down his opponent early.

Outside of the ring Jones has Dean over by the security barricade and he bounces his head off of it. Dean stumbles back dazed and Jones whips him into the nearby ring post. Dean hits it headfirst and falls to the ground. Jones looks inside of the ring and sees Cash with Henry still in the sleeper hold. He climbs up the ring steps and then up onto the top rope and waits. Henry tries fighting out of the sleeper hold but Cash has it locked in tight. The crowd begins clapping and chanting for Doc and it seems to work for a few moments but Cash from out of nowhere kicks Doc in the back of the knee and hits him with a reverse DDT. Cash back to his feet and he turns around only to be met with a missile dropkick from Jones off of the top rope.

Zach Davis: Big move from Alex Jones off the turnbuckle. Cash really got hit hard.

Shannan Lerch: Oh I hope his face didn't get damaged from that.

Jones is up and standing over Cash. He looks around at the crowd and then back down at Cash before waving his hand in front of his face. Jones runs over to the ropes, bounces off of them, and comes back at cash before doing a little taunting and then hitting a fist drop

Zach Davis: That move looks oddly familiar but for the life of me I can't remember where I've seen it before.

Jones back up and he heads for the turnbuckle once again. He climbs up to the top and looks back and forth between Doc and Cash. He sets his sights on Doc and leaps off looking for the AR15 but Doc rolls out of the way and Jones crashes to the mat.

Shannan Lerch: Doc playing a little bit of possum there.

Zach Davis: And it looks like it paid off.

Doc is back to his feet and is looking like he's gotten a second win. Doc grabs hold of Jones and picks him up to his feet before hitting the Gambler's Hand. Doc is back up and looks to go for the pin fall but Jimmy Dean from behind hits him with a forearm.

Zach Davis: Where the hell did he come from?

Dean grabs Doc and spins him around before hitting The Baconator out of nowhere.

Shannan Lerch: Did you ever notice how similar the Baconator and the Gambler's Hand look?

Dean goes for the pin fall.

One....Two....Th.

Out of nowhere Jack Cash leaps onto Dean breaking up the pin fall attempt. Dean is up and pissed and he grabs Cash lifting him to his feet. Cash counters with an elbow to the head before nailing a lightning quick Corporate Punishment. Cash struggles to get to his before making his way to the corner. He climbs up top and jumps off hitting the Million Dollar Elbow on Dean. Cash rolls over on top and goes for the pin attempt.

One!

Two!

Three!

Zach Davis: There you have it! Jack Cash wins his WCF debut!

Cash stands up, triumphant, getting his hand raised as his music plays.

Shannan Lerch: Good match. This Cash guy is going places, I do believe.

Cash exits the ring and heads to the back, satisfied with his debut.


Jay Price vs ???

After a quick commercial break, cameras switch back to a shot of Zach Davis and Shannan Lerch at the announcer's table.

Zach Davis: Next up we have...

The lights in the arena all go out except for two spotlights shining in the ring. The spotlights pan out into the crowd and begin circling the people in attendance as they all stand up and begin booing.

The spotlights go out and blasts of red and white pyro go off from the ends of the stage. The spotlights come back on, this time focused on the center of the stage as Lloyd Banks "Lights, Camera, Packin" begins blasting out of the arena's PA system.

Shannan Lerch: Price? He's not scheduled for a match tonight. What the hell is going on?

Zach Davis: Don't be so surprised Shannan. After last night you had to know Price would show up tonight to gloat.

The big screen is still black but the word Kiladelphia, written in bold white letters, begins fading in and out. One more blast of red and white pyro go off at the ends of the stage as silver sparks rain down on the center. Jay Price steps out from behind the falling sparks with his head down, both spotlights now focused on him. He appears ready for a match tonight, dressed in his normal ring attire of black shorts and red boots with black laces. His Television title belt is wrapped around his waist and both of his hands are resting on the face plate just above where his name is engraved. The big screen is now showing various moments from Price's career, including his win over Anastasia Petrova where he won the TV Title, the moment at WAR where he stood proudly alongside Torture after aligning himself with the ToT, and various instances of him hitting the Busted Grill and Kiladelphia Driver.

Price stands at the top of the ramp as the crowd begins booing him and chanting random obscenities at him, but he shows no signs of caring what they think. The lights at this time are still out as both spotlights continue to shine on him. He lifts his head and looks around at the crowd.

Shannan Lerch: How can someone so damn evil look that good? I mean did you see that ass last night?

Zach Davis: I'm still trying to forget that.

Price slowly makes his way down the ramp, taking his time as he soaks in the booing from the crowd. He finally makes his way into the ring where he holds the title belt high above his head for everyone to see. He walks over to the ropes and grabs a microphone from a WCF employee at ringside as the lights in the arena finally come back on.

Jay Price: Hola amigos. Como estas?

Price laughs as the crowd boos him for the horrible spanish accent he tried to use.

Jay Price: Aww did I hit a sore spot? Are you all mad at me for what I did at XIII?

Massive booing at the mention of XIII's results.

Jay Price: What? I kept my promise and came out for my match by myself. No ToT members interfered and I still won the match. I proved Rodriguez wrong and showed all of you inbred hicks why I am the best in the business.

Boos continue as Price insults the fans.

Zach Davis: Price continues to show no regard for what these fans think of him. He honestly doesn't give a rats ass what anyone thinks of him.

Shannan Lerch: (muttering to herself) I bet he'd like how I felt about him.

Zach Davis: What was that?

Shannan Lerch: Oh nothing.

Jay Price: Last night I officially got rid of the leech that has been holding me back for the last few weeks. Now with Hector out of the way, I can finally move on to bigger and better things, just like I was destined to do. At One I move on to phase two of my plan when I take out your precious Logan.

Big pop for Logan.

Jay Price: Yes, Logan. Mister WCF. The Face Of Treachery. For too long now he's been a thorn in the side of the ToT and finally the time has come to do something about him.....starting tonight.

Shannan Lerch and Zach Davis: WHAT?

Crowd: WHAT?

Jay Price: That's right tonight. Because, despite Lerch being on the side of the ToT, he's decided that money is once again more important than anything. So per his orders, tonight...ONE comes early.

The crowd roars with cheers.

Shannan Lerch and Zach Davis: WHAT?

Shannan Lerch: This doesn't sound like my brother. Why would he mess with one of the biggest matches for our biggest PPV?

Zach Davis: Well as Price just said, Lerch is once again looking at this from a money stand point.

Jay Price: But I personally don't feel like waiting until later tonight. So Logan, why don't you get your ass out here and let's take care of this shit right now.

The crowd is still buzzing in anticipation of whether Logan will comply or not. Several seconds pass and still no sign of Logan.

Jay Price: Come on Logan, don't deny your precious fans the site of you getting your ass handed to you.

Several more seconds pass without any sign of Logan.

Jay Price: Just as I thought. In fact, I bet Logan didn't even have the balls to sho...

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. Price looks on from the ring with a look of intrigue mixed with anticipation.

Shannan Lerch: Logan! He's here!

Zach Davis: Yeah he is and...wait hold on a minute. What the hell is this?

A midget dressed at Logan pops out from behind the black curtains just as ecstatic as the crowd, jumping in place, clinging a cheap toy replica of the WCF US Championship belt.

Zach Davis: Should have known.

Mini Logan is happily soaking in the energy from the audience, and then.. he takes off in a focused march down the ramp way. Taking advantage of the ring steps, Mini Logan climbs up them and enters the ring stepping through the bottom rope. Mini Logan climbs the rings turnbuckle, struggling at first but finally making it, his eyes scanning the audience who anticipate what's next.. he throws both arms up in the air raising the cheap, plastic title high, on que, the crowd screams and does so as well. Letting his arms slowly fall to his sides, Mini Logan hops off the turnbuckle and his theme music cuts.

Price is standing inside of the ring, microphone still in hand, laughing at the site in front of him.

Jay Price: Wow Logan, something seems a little different about you.

Mini Logan just looks up at Price.

Jay Price: And what's this?

Price rips the plastic US Championship belt from his hands.

Jay Price: Are you still trying to act as if you were the US Champion? Jeez Logan, I know this title meant something to you but damn, it's time to let go.

Price walks over to the ropes and throws the belt out into the crowd. Mini Logan looks at the fans fighting each other for the cheap toy and begins to cry.

Jay Price: Aww don't cry. If you're good I'll let you hold a real championship belt. You remember what those are like, right?

Mini Logan nods in between sobs.

Jay Price: Tell you what. You dry those eyes and come on over here.

Mini Logan wipes his eyes and walks towards Price who has his hand extended with the belt in it. Mini Logan gets close enough and reaches out to grab it and Price pulls it back.

Jay Price: Whoops. Guess I lied.

Price drops the belt to the ground along with the microphone and kicks Mini Logan between the eyes. Price looks over at the WCF official and tells him to ring the damn bell. A referee comes running from the back and slides into the ring.

Zach Davis: This is actually going to be a match?

Price picks up Mini Logan by the head and stands him on his feet. He reaches out and puts a hand on his shoulder, asking him if he's okay. Mini Logan nods and Price smiles....before reaching back and bitch slapping him across the face. Mini Logan seems to get angry and charges at Price but Price again kicks him in the face. Price then gets on top of him and wraps his own short, chubby arms around his throat and pulls back while applying his foot to the back of his head.

Shannan Lerch: And Price with the Lockdown on this poor man.

Mini Logan has no way of tapping out and eventually goes limp in Price's arms. The referee signals for the bell to end the match and Price stands to massive booing from the crowd as his music plays. The referee grabs Price's belt and hands it to him as he raises his arm. Price walks over towards the turnbuckle and climbs it, raising the belt high over his head, rubbing another title defense in their faces. Price hops off the turnbuckle and heads to leave the ring when suddenly his music cuts. Price looks confused and then.....No One Gets Left Behind by Five Finger Death Punch starts playing.

Shannan Lerch: Hector Rodriguez!

Zach Davis: Oh things are about to get very violent for Jay Price.

Price steps back from the ropes and looks around rather nervously. Finally from the back emerges.....a Mini Hector and Carlos Estrada. Mini Hector points at Price and runs full speed at the ring before sliding in.

Shannan Lerch: Oh come on.

Mini Hector gets up and runs at Price but ends up running right into a boot to the face. Mini Carlos gets up on the ring apron and begins shouting at him in an annoying, high pitched, spanish accent. Price walks over and grabs hold of him before pulling him up and over the ropes by his head. Mini Hector is up and again tries to charge at Price but Price steps to the side and he takes out Mini Carlos. Price grabs hold of Mini Hector and lifts him up before kicking him in the stomach and pulling him in for the Kiladelphia Driver.

Zach Davis: This isn't right.

Price hits the move and gets up with a grin on his face. His music hits once again as he grabs his title and exits the ring. Fans begin throwing trash and food at Price as he makes his way up the ramp, passing by paramedics that are running down to check on the three midgets in the ring. Price stops at the top of the ramp and turns around towards the ring, raising his title above his head one last time for everyone to see before he heads backstage.

Buns of Steel II
Johnny Reb vs The Hot Dog Mascot

Zach Davis: Now, time for.. sigh..

Shannan Lerch: Buns of Steel II!

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 figure dressed in a grey Confederate frock coat and an officer's slouch hat.

Company,
Always on the run.

He steps 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, with about half the fans solidly behind him.

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 continues toward the ring.

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

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

Johnny walks up the steel steps. 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.

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

Zach Davis: I don't think Reb is too happy about being booked in this joke of a "match."

"King For a Day" by Green Day hits the speakers, the Hotdog Mascot waddles out onto the top of the ramp to a roar of cheers. He prematurely celebrates, jumping around on the stage and throwing his hands in the air. He then runs to the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Let's see what he has in mind tonight..

The Hotdog Mascot gets on the mic.

Hotdog Mascot: Best two out of three competition, with the winner being declared as the one with ... BUNS OF STEEL! Well, let's get this out of the way... first, the wrestling competition...

Seemingly knowing he is going to lose, the Mascot doesn't fight back as Reb hits him with blow after blow. Reb kicks him in the gut and hits a Facebreaker DDT! He then quickly locks in the Stars and Bars!

Zach Davis: Painful submission move applied here, will the Mascot-

He taps out immediately.

Shannan Lerch: Well, there was that. Reb wins round one!

Zach Davis: But the next two rounds... they might be more to the Mascot's liking.

HDM stands up, and a man hands both of them super soakers, which seem to be filled with red liquid.

Hotdog Mascot: Now... in this competition, the first person to get hit with ketchup wins! GO!

Reb barely seems to care about this farce, and doesn't seem keen on the idea of shooting someone with a super soaker filled with ketchup... but before HDM can shoot, he's met with a splash of ketchup from behind!

Shannan Lerch: INTERFERENCE!?

Someone strongly resembling John Kerry, a man who married into the infamous Heinz Ketchup family, just shot the Hotdog Mascot with his own ketchup squirter! The bell rings!

Zach Davis: Johnny Reb wins?!

Hotdog Mascot turns around angrily while Reb shrugs his shoulders and leaves the ring. The John Kerry lookalike is wearing a full suit, which he definitely doesn't want to get ketchup on, so he quickly hops over the barricade and leaves through the fans. The Hotdog Mascot chases him.

Shannan Lerch: Who in the world was that!? Is.. is John Kerry in WCF!?

Zach Davis: I don't think so, Shannan, but that sure did look like him.

Hall of Fame Announcement

Master of Puppets hits, and the crowd begins to boo. Seth Lerch steps out, mic in hand.

Zach Davis: What does Seth want now?

Shannan Lerch: Geez, Zach! You're so cynical. He's out here to announce the first set of four to be inducted into the WCF Hall of Fame later next month.

Zach Davis: And how do you know?

Shannan Lerch: Um... he's my brother? We talk.

Seth soaks in the boos for several moments before speaking.

Seth Lerch: I think maybe I should have two sets of entrance music, and use one of them when I want to make a serious announcement so I don't get booed like this. Anyway, though.. the time has come. On this list..

Seth pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Seth Lerch: ..on this list, I have the first four names that will be announced for the first WCF Hall of Fame class. Without further adieu...

Seth clears his throat, and as he speaks, the name appears on the jumbotron.

PC CRADLE

The fans erupt!

Seth Lerch: PC Cradle! The one and only. PC Cradle is a two time World Champion, in addition to many other belts, and one of only a handful of men that can say they main evented One. PC Cradle had one of the very first red hot feuds in WCF history, against Defman, and they nearly killed each other time and time again in several hardcore matches. I'm proud to announce that although he hasn't been around for quite a while, he'll be inducted into the Hall of Fame and his contributions are not forgotten.

The crowd cheers and claps.

Seth Lerch: Name number two...

The fans are silent with anticipation.

MACE

Light cheering from the crowd.

Seth Lerch: I know, Mace hasn't been around for years, but he's the very first man to ever hold the WCF World Title, and for that his impact can't be denied. He would be a major force in the early days, going so far as to fake his own death to fool his brother AJ Jam. Mace, Jax, and AJ Jam were all important factors to WCF's initial success. Neextt..

The jumbotron lights up with the next name:

OUTCAST

HUGE pop for Outcast!

Seth Lerch: That's right! Outcast. Outcast is a former World Champion and always a force in the main event scene for several years. He made his name in NCW, yes, but he was also a major player in WCF. He's had numerous feuds with other NCW alumni, most notably Hellz Angel, Steve Carr, Rick Mad, and Logan. Word is that he's retired now but I'm glad to call him a WCF alumni and thank him for sticking around and making this place great.

Seth takes a deep breath.

Seth Lerch: Alright, one more name for tonight....

Another deep breath.

LOGAN

Once Logan's name is shown the crowd absolutely explodes! The fans are on their feet, chanting "LOGAN! LOGAN! LOGAN!" Seth looks around, waiting for the chants to die, but they don't seem to be fading out.

Seth Lerch: SHUT UP!

The fans laugh which gets them to quiet down.

Seth Lerch: That's right. Logan. The only surprise here is that I'm able to bring myself to do this... Logan has been with us here in WCF from the beginning. And he has been, without a doubt, the most controversial star to ever enter this federation. From pretending to be me, to stirring up all sorts of crap backstage, Logan and I have never seen eye, except for the few times we were able to coexist in the Team of Tort-.. er.. I mean.. Team of Treachery.

More laughing from the audience, some booing.

Seth Lerch: Logan and I had some of the most brutal matches WCF has ever seen, including a glass match. Logan won the World Title on numerous occasions, is the only TWO time War winner, and has won the United States Title more times than anyone else in the company. Logan IS WCF, and no matter what happens, how much longer he stays here or when he retires, that will always be true. I hate to say it, I really do, but... thank you, Logan. Thank you.

Kids by MGMT plays, most likely so that the crowd doesn't boo Seth again. The fans are still in an uproar over Logan and the rest of the Hall of Fame announcements as we go to commercial.


Anastasia Petrova vs Kevin Hardaway

Zach Davis: Coming up tonight, Kevin Hardaway will be putting up his United States Heavyweight Championship against the lovely Anastasia Petrova.

Shannan Lerch: Lovely?! Lovely?! Anastasia Petrova, lovely?! Really?! Don't tell me... you've got it bad, for that girl. Don't ya?!

Zach Davis: (slightly blushing)....

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God, you do?!

Zach Davis: I'm not saying a word. Let's keep this professional.

Shannan Lerch: Okay. Okay. Hee-hee.

Zach Davis rolls his eyes.

Shannan Lerch: Ha!! Zach loves Anastasia!! Zach loves Anastasia!!

Shannan makes kissing sounds.

Zach Davis: I think this is a perfect time for a commercial break. When we come back.... HARDAWAY!! PETROVA!!! US TITLE!!! NE-E-EXT!!!

Shannan is still making kissing sounds.

Camera fades into commercial...

A man and his friend are in the man's garage, looking under the man's hood of his SUV...

Man: I tried everything that I could. I even changed the oil.

Friend: Did you use the right oil?

Man: Yes, yes I did.

Friend: But, isn't all synthetic oil the same?

A red bearded scottish man, wearing a white shirt with a red plaid tie, under a tan Member's Only jacket. The scottish man is also wearing tan pants. On top, of his head, is a plaid colored tam. He runs over to the man's friend and strikes him, on the back of his leg, with a dipstick...

Scottish Man: You're not thinking with your dipstick, Jimmy!!!

The Scottish man runs away, dropping a container of Castrol EDGE oil. The man picks it up.

Man: But, I thought I WAS using the right oil.

The Scottish man runs behind the man and strikes him, on the back of his leg, with a dipstick and says...

Scottish Man: You weren't thinking your dipstick, Jimmy!!!

The Scottish man scurries away.

Voice: Castrol! It's more than just oil. It's liquid engineering.

Commercial fades...

Shannan Lerch: As we were away, we were given confirmation that we will be having a third commentator joining us.

Zach Davis: Who is it?

Shannan Lerch: That's the part I didn't get.

"CLICK... CLICK... BOOM!!'

Shannan Lerch: It's "Superstar" Ace Slaughter!!!

Ace Slaughter walks out in black jean shorts and a white University of Great Falls Argos t-shirt. On the shirt is a side profile of a partial baby blue head/neck that is wearing a gold trojan helmet, that covers most of the head. On top of the helmet, is a baby-blue mohawk-like crest. Under the side profile head is the name of the university.... University of Great Falls. The crowd automatically popped into thunderous cheers. As Slaughter is walking down the aisle, Slaughter is slapping fans' hands, on both sides, of the aisle. His trusty Camera-Dude is right there, to take in all the shots with his camera. Slaughter, finally gets to the commentary table. The crowd continues to cheer loudly!

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

Zach Davis: Can't you control your fans, Ace?

Ace Slaughter(still standing, with headset on): My fans, are maniacs!!

Slaughter takes headset off and stands on the commentator's table and encourages the crowd to become louder. Ace raises his arm up, to encourage the crowd to become louder.

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

Slaughter slaps a couple of "high fives" to fans, who are behind the security railing that is behind the commentary desk. Slaughter puts back on the headset and sits back down.

Ace Slaughter: Whoo!!! Tonight is fantastic, Zach and Shannan!!! Shannan you look lovely, tonight, as usual.

Shannan Lerch: Thank you, Ace.

Zach Davis looks at Ace Slaughter for some kind of recognition.

Ace Slaughter: Oh, how ya doin' Zach? This crowd is POPPIN' tonight!! This crowd is absolutely gone nuts!! The roof is about to blow off the Expopark Four Seasons Arena!!!

Shannan Lerch: Before we have our US title match, congrats on your victory at XIII and I can see Camera-Dude is with you, once again.

Ace Slaughter: Thank you, Shannan. It was a hard fought bout. All three of us got banged up a lil bit, but as you both know, I came out the victor!! Yes, Camera-Dude had some "official business" to take care of.

Zach Davis: I still think, you got lucky and what kind of business, do you have, that is official?

Ace Slaughter: There's no such thing as luck, when it comes to triple threat matches!!! You don't have just one apponent, you have two people to worry about. You HAVE to have some kind of strategy when go into a match like that. Especially when you have two opponents like D-Day and Anthrax. And personally, it's none of your business, Zach Davis, on what kind of business that my friends do!!

Shannan Lerch: Okay, gentlemen, no fighting!!! Where do you think that puts you in title contention?

Ace Slaughter: Well, it's still early yet. A television title match, maybe a US title match is not out of the question. Let's see what happens. I think Kyle Steel is in the center, of the ring.

Kyle Steel: This next match is for the... WCF UNITED STATES HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!! Coming to the ring, the challenger... from St. Petersburg, Russia

Ace Slaughter: Anastasia Petrova is absolutely beautiful. You see her hair? It's stunning!! And her eyes, their hypnotizing.

The lights in the arena turn red as Na Rasputje by Kipelov begins to play. The crowd bursts into cheers as Anastasia Petrova runs out to the entrance ramp. As the sounds of the thrashing guitars echo throughout the arena, Anastasia prances about the stage.

Kyle Steel: Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds.... Anastasia-a-a Petr-o-o-ova-a-a!!

As Anastasia runs down the aisle, she acknowledges the cheering crowd. Anastasia enters the ring and runs to the nearest corner and climbs up the second turnbuckle. Anastasia waves to the crowd and says hi to the fans, as she blows them kisses while shaking her booty!

Ace Slaughter stands up and begins to clap as Anastasia Petrova stands on the second turnbuckle.

Shannan Lerch: The crowd sure loves this Russian Princess!!

Zach Davis: She's aight.

Ace Slaughter: Hey, Zach!

Zach Davis: What?!

Ace Slaughter(saying with a smirk): The word, in the back is, that you got a thing for Ms. Petrova!!

Zach Davis(embarrassed): Uh... um... <cough> um... I... I DO NOT!!!

Shannan: Look at him!! He's turning all shades of red!!!

Ace Slaughter: HA!!

Zach Davis: Shut up, guys!! You both don't know what you two are talking about!!!

The lights are out inside the arena.

Zach Davis: Whoa!! What the hell!!

Shannan Lerch: Don't worry, Zach. We have emergency lights!!!

Ace Slaughter: It's pretty cool. In fact, I think.... HE'S HE-E-ERE-RE-RE-RE!!!

Everybody is going ape crazy!!!

Zach Davis: For crying out loud!!! We all know who this is. And we all know who likes it when lights go out. Right, Shannan?

Shannan Lerch: What are YOU talking about?!?

Ace Slaughter: I think the crowd think it's cool, you know.

As the lights are out, white spotlights fill the arena. Lightning like strobes flash throughout the arena.

The sound of thunder crackles throughout the arena's PA system.

Zach Davis: Whoa!! What was that?!?

Shannan Lerch: Zach!!! Get up from under the desk!!! It's only the PA system!!!

Ace Slaughter: I like it!!! It's kinda.... cool.

More spotlights come around, as more thunder is played along the system.

Zach Davis: Did I ever tell you, Shannan, I have a fear of storms?

Shannan Lerch: Get a hold of yourself, man!!

Shannan picks up Zach and slaps him, on both sides, of his face. That's when guitars fill up and the following is heard...

THIS...FIRE...BURNS!

The opening drum and guitar riffs of "This Fire Burns" by Killswitch Engage is starting to play on the PA system as white smoke is filling the entrance ramp. White spotlights are strobing to the beat of the song. The song is starting to get louder and faster, the strobelights are going crazy.

Kyle Steel: Weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds, from Baltimore, Maryland..... the United States Champion... KEVIN HAR-AR-ARDAWAY-AY-AY!!!

Ace Slaughter: Someone could have a seizure with all these strobe lights!!

Zach Davis is again hiding under the desk.

Shannan Lerch: For crying out loud, Zach!! It's only strobe lights and loud music!! In fact, it's only Killswitch Engage!!

Coming from out the white smoke, is Kevin Hardaway. He is wearing a black trench coat on over his ring gear, with his US Championship, around his waist. He is giving off a wicked smile to the crowd.

Ace Slaughter: Hey, Shannan!!

Shannan Lerch: Yea?

Ace Slaughter: What do you think of Kevin Hardaway? You think he's been a good champion, so far?

Zach Davis: It's been only a week.

Ace Slaughter: True. But, do you think it changed him at all?

Shannan Lerch: Not one bit!!

Ace Slaughter: Good!! Let's hope he stays that way!!

Kevin walks slowly to the ring. He walks up the ring steps. He perches himself on top of the nearest turnbuckle, like a hawk, ready to strike. As the song reaches fever pitch, he keeps smiling to the crowd. He jumps off the turnbuckle and leans against the turnbuckle, looking at Anastasia Petrova, as he takes off his coat. Looking like he's ready for battle.

[DING-DING]

Zach Davis: Okay, folks, the match is underway.

Shannan Lerch: The two hook up.

Ace Slaughter: Kevin has a slight weight advantage against Miss Petrova.

Zach Davis: Don't forget Ace, she WAS the Television Champion for three weeks.

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway pushes Anastasia into a corner and the referee intervenes....

The Referee: Okay, you let go!! Hardaway, back up!!

Ace Slaughter: Look at that, clean break.

Hardaway backs up and Petrova walks away from the corner.

Zach Davis: The two hookup once again and Hardaway gets the advantage.

Hardaway gets Petrova in a headlock.

Ace Slaughter: Hardaway with a headlock. Anastasia tries to break away, but Hardaway has too hard of a grip on her.

Shannan Lerch: Some forearms smashes from Petrova into Hardaway's side, but no relief. Kevin Hardaway has a death grip on that headlock.

Ace Slaughter: I tell you what, it looks like a simple hold, but a headlock can wear anyone down.

Zach Davis: Anastasia breaks free and pushes Kevin Hardaway into the ropes.

Shannan Lerch: A shoulder block by the US Champ. He runs to the ropes. Bounces off the ropes.

Zach Davis: Petrova drops down. Hardaway jumps over Petrova and bounces off the ropes, once again and...

Ace Slaughter: Anastasia ducks for what looks like a premature back body drop, but Kevin Hardaway leap frogs over her.

Zach Davis: He stops, she looks up and turns around and...

[WHAM!!!]

Shannan Lerch: Clothesline by Hardaway on Petrova. Quickly, he drops an elbow. He goes for a quick pin attempt.

The referee gets into position...

Crowd: On-

Ace Slaughter: Not even a one count.

With Petrova still on the ground, Kevin Hardaway gets into position for a rear naked choke.

Shannan Lerch: Rear naked choke on Anastasia.

Zach Davis: What does this do to your upper body, Ace?

Ace Slaughter: As you can see, he grabs her around her neck, like that. Now, he's wrenching on her neck. Now, she IS pretty well built, but she is much smaller than the champ and he can gain advantage by using his size difference. I tell you what, no matter how big you are, that maneuver is painful!!

Zach Davis: But, wait a minute. The referee is telling Hardaway to relinquish the hold.

Shannan Lerch: I didn't see why?

Ace Slaughter: Her foot is under the ropes.

The referee: Let go, Hardaway!! 1... 2... 3...

Kevin Hardaway let's go and Anastasia slides under the ropes and falls off the ring apron, onto the surrounding padded area.

Zach Davis: Anastasia is coughing and grabbing her neck/throat area.

Ace Slaughter: Like I said, before, that move seems simple but it can be affective!

Anastasia Petrova stands up. She looks stable and she looks around at her surroundings. Kevin Hardaway runs to the opposite side, of the ring and bounces off the ropes. As she was about to get back into the ring....

[WHAM!!!]

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway just nailed Anastasia Petrova with a jumping plancha from inside the ring to the outside of the ring.

Both Anastasia and Hardaway are both lying on the ground, Petrova feeling the worst of it. Hardaway stands up and begin to stomp down onto the Russian beauty. He picks her up and...

Zach Davis: Anastasia Petrova, the Russian Goddess, just slapped the taste right out of the mouth, of the US champ!!

Ace Slaughter: he is grabbing his mouth. I tell you what. She looks like she can put a hurt on someone!!

Shannan Lerch: The ref is putting on the count.

The referee: Okay, you two!! Get back into the ring!! ONE!!! TWO!!!

Anastasia spins Hardaway around and kicks him into the gut.

Ace Slaughter: That kick, almost looked low. Anastasia grabs Hardaway and attempts to toss him into the ring post....., but reversal by Hardaway. He irish whips her into the ring post.

Zach Davis: But...look!! She kept a hold of him and Kevin Hardaway crashes into the ring post. She thinks she has an advantage an she runs towards him...

Shannan Lerch: But, of course, he moves out of the way and the Russian Princess crashes into the post.

Ace Slaughter: The champ pushes the challenger into the ring and goes for a pin attempt

The referee gets into position...

Crowd: ONE!!!

Crowd: TWO!!!

Crowd: THR-

Ace Slaughter: The challenger kick out, barely!!

Zach Davis: Hardaway drags Anastasia into the corner, proping her head against the bottom turnbuckle.

Kevin Hardaway runs to the opposite corner, begins to runs full tilt and...

[WHAM!!]

The crowd gasps!!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!! Kevin Hardaway just slammed his knee against the skull of Anastasia Petrova!!!

Ace Slaughter: The champion picks up the slumping challenger, kicks her into the stomach and nails her with a DDT!!!

The challenger's head lands into the mat like a nail into a board.

Zach Davis: The champion looks down at his fallen challenger and walks over to the corner.

Shannan Lerch: He climbs the turnbuckles. He is standing on the top turnbuckle, looks around, with a smile and leaps into the air...

[WHAM!!]

Ace Slaughter: Anastasia moves out of the way. She struggles to stand up.

Zach Davis: The champion struggles to stand up, as well.

Shannan Lerch: The challenger irish whips Hardaway into the ropes. The champ bounces off the ropes.

Zach Davis: Anastasia attempts a clothesline. The champ ducks, bounces off the ropes and hits her with a clothesline, himself.

Ace Slaughter: Anastasia falls down to the mat. The challenger is attempting to sit up, the champ races by the sitting challenger, Anastasia Petrova.

Zach Davis: Kevin Hardaway, bounces off the ropes, behind her and snaps her neck forward with a variation of a sitting flipover neck breaker.

Shannan Lerch: Hardaway drops a fist, across the forehead of Petrova.

The champion makes a quick pin attempt.

Zach Davis: Here comes the referee to make the count...

Crowd: ONE!!!

Crowd: TWO!!!

Crowd: THRE-

Ace Slaughter: Kickout by the challenger. Hardaway picks up Anastasia

Shannan Lerch: Petrova with a quick forearm and then a...

Zach Davis: Headbutt from the pretty pretty Russian Goddess...

Shannan Lerch: See... told ya!!!

Ace Slaughter: I've seen it before.

Zach Davis: Seen what, Ace?

Shannan Lerch: Never you mind, Zach. Let's keep calling this match.

Zach Davis: There's something going on and....

Shannan Lerch: ...I bet there is <snicker>

Ace Slaughter<snickers>: I'm so-o-o sure!

Zach Davis ignore the the other two teasing him.

Ace Slaughter: Kevin Hardaway is somewhat bleeding from a small laceration, above his left eye, near his eyebrow.

Shannan Lerch: There is a small trickle, of blood, streaming down his face.

Anastasia continues to punch the small cut, unitl it begins to slightly open up.

Ace Slaughter: Now, here comes the blood.

The blood streams down a lil bit faster, as Hardaway spits away some from his mouth.

Zach Davis: Petrova grabs the champion and slams his head into the turnbuckle.

The Crowd: ONE!!!

The Crowd: TWO!!!

The Crowd: THREE!!!

The Crowd: FOUR!!!

The Crowd: FIVE!!!

The champion elbows the challenger, into the stomach!! Hardaway slams the point of his elbow to the back of her neck.

Shannan Lerch: Look!! All that did was... MAKE HER ANGRY!!!

Anastasia hits the champion with continues with punches, slaps and kicks.

Zach Davis: What's Anastasia doing?

Ace Slaughter: I think she's mocking the champion.

Shannan Lerch: How's that?

Zach Davis: She would do no such thing!!! She is an honorable woman!!!

Slaughter/Lerch: WHOA!!!

Zach Davis(coughs): Um... I mean she doesn't seem the type to do a thing like mocking.

Ace Slaughter: But, look!!! She is staring into Hardaway's eyes!!

Shannan Lerch: I know she's like saying "After I kick the snot out of ya, what are you gonna do about it?!" kinda look.

Ace Slaughter(sounding kind "valley"): I know, right?

The challanger grabs for the champ's head and...

Zach Davis: It's about time!! Anastasia is about to attempt her finisher... The Cold War!!!

Ace Slaughter: But, the champion reverses it and...

[WHAM!!]

Zach Davis: WILLIAM'S DRIVER!!!

Ace Slaughter takes off his headset and is waiting....

Zach Davis: The champion looks down with a smile.

Shannan Lerch: It looks the champion is getting to pin Ms. Petrova.

Ace Slaughter is waiting....

Zach Davis: NO-O-O-O!! Anastasia kick out!!! The referee is getting into position, as the champion is getting ready to pin the challenger... YOU BASTARD!!!

The crowd: ONE!!!

The crowd: TWO!!!

The crowd: THREE!!!

[DING-DING-DING]

Shannan Lerch: Where's Slaughter going?

Ace Slaughter leaves the commentary table and enters the ring. Kevin Hardaway has his back to Slaughter, the crowd is telling the champion to turn around. Hardaway turns around and Slaughter looks at Hardaway and says....

Ace Slaughter: I'm sorry!!!

Ace Slaughter kicks the beaten down champion and tosses him into the ropes....

Zach Davis: What's Ace Slaughter doing? No-o-o-o-o!!! STOP!!!!

Shannan Lerch: I cannot believe this!! Why would Slaughter do this?!?!? I never notice any problems, before. But, unfortunately, I think Ace Slaughter setting the champ up for the...

Zach Davis: Kevin Hardaway bounces off the ropes and into the.... SLOBBERKNOCKER!!!

The crowd gasps. Slaughter runs to a nearby corner and looks around to the shocked crowd and he leaps off the corner....

[WHAM!!!]

Zach Davis/Shannan Lerch: OH MY GOD!! THE SLAUGHTERMATIC!!!!

Slaughter looks down onto Kevin Hardaway and says to him...

Ace Slaughter: I'm sorry, my friend, but I want a chance at that US championship!!! I had to this!!!

Ace Slaughter falls down and rolls under the ropes and walks down the aisle. The crowd is still in shock at what Ace Slaughter has done.

Shannan Lerch: I don't what to think of all this, Zach!!!

Zach Davis: Me, neither, Shannan. My guess is that Ace Slaughter wants his opportunity at the US Championship. My guess, after this sneak attack, WCF will have no choice but to book Slaughter vs Hardaway.

Shannan Lerch: I hope so!!! That sure will be an exciting match!!!

Slaughter is walking backwards, back up the aisle. Half the crowd is still not sure on how to react on what they saw. But, half the crowd IS cheering on what Slaughter had just done. Ace walks backstage and some the people looked stunned as he is approached by Hank Brown

Hank Brown: Ace!!! Ace!!! Why did you do that?!

Ace Slaughter: I had to send a little message to Kevin Hardaway!!!

Hank Brown: And what was that message?

Ace Slaughter: Get ready, Kevin Hardaway... like it or not I'm coming for ya. And that United States Championship!!!

Ace Slaughter walks away from Hank as we see Hardaway in the ring, getting up, looking pissed.

Zach Davis: Thats all we have time for tonight fans, see you next week at Slam!

Slam fades to black.