Slam Intro
Johnny Reb/Doc Henry Segment
Doc Henry vs Hector Rodriguez
Slickie T Segment
Ace Slaughter/Anastasia Petrova vs Jack Cash/Kevin Hardaway
Jay Price Segment
Mikami vs Johnny Reb
Hall of Fame Announcement
Big Time Jerks Segment
Jay Price/Greenfever vs Hotdog Mascot/Logan
Brad Kane Segment
Tag Titles: Torture/Anthrax vs The Big Time Jerks

Slam Intro

Kids by MGMT hits and we're live from the Rose Garden in Portland, Oregon! The crowd roars as the pyro goes off and we go to our announcers.

Zach Davis: Welcome to Slam! We have a stacked card for you fans here tonight, let me tell you.

Shannan Lerch: That's right! THE WORLD CHAMPION, Torture, is getting back into the ring tonight to team with Anthrax to take the Tag Titles from the Big Time Jerks.

Zach Davis: Torture and Anthrax haven't won yet Shannan.. don't get ahead of yourself.

Shannan Lerch: Well I'm confident we will. Tonight, new Tag Team Champs. Mark my words.

Zach Davis: We also have.. well.. this match will be interesting.. Hotdog Mascot, teaming up with Logan, facing Jay Price and Greenfever.

Shannan Lerch: Oh, Jay... what a dreamboat...

Zach Davis: Yeah, yeah. I don't even want to hear about your date with him so don't even try.

Shannan Lerch: Shut up Zach.

Zach Davis: Price and Greenfever teamed up last week to take on Slickie T and Hector Rodriguez, and Jay Price was actually able to pin the Ace of Hardcore. The ToT is doing everything they can do to Guiliano to undermine him before his One match against Torture, that's for sure.

Shannan Lerch: Well what do you expect, after Guiliano took over CoolWear, Inc. and tried to sabotage XIII!? I mean really!

Zach Davis: So now you're always gonna be on the ToT's side? Ugh... anyway, we have an amazing singles matchup tonight also.. Mikami versus Johnny Reb.

Shannan Lerch: Mikami and Reb have always put on classics in the past, and tonight will be no different. I'm excited.

Zach Davis: We also have a bit of a rematch from last week. Slaughter and Petrova team up once again to face Hardaway and a partner, but this time the partner is Jack Cash.

Shannan Lerch: Jack Cash made noise last week, interfering on Hardaway's behalf after Slaughter went to attack him... although it turns out, only to get added into One's US Title match.

Zach Davis: We'll see how the Champ and Cash coexist tonight. It'll be interesting, for sure.

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of One, Hector Rodriguez has a Hardcore Title shot coming up against Greenfever. Tonight he's wrestling Henry in a warm up for that match.

Zach Davis: Henry has a Title match himself at One, for the tag belts, so he'll be looking to warm up his skills as well! Let's get to the show!

Johnny Reb/Doc Henry Segment

“Bad Company” hits the speakers, without the accompanying lighting effects, causing the crowd to murmur in puzzlement. Johnny Reb steps out onto the stage, dressed in his trademark hat and coat; he is joined moments later by Doc Henry, who is similarly attired. The audience cheers as the two men make their way down the ramp and climb into the ring, their movements synchronized. The two accept proffered microphones from ring attendants, and Johnny signals for the music to cut.

Zach Davis: Johnny Reb and Doc Henry appear to have something to say!

Shannan Lerch: Oh, this can’t be good…

Johnny Reb: GOOD EVENIN’, PORTLAND!

Reb gets himself a cheap pop for that, and he grins shamelessly.

Johnny Reb: Now, y’all may be wonderin’ what a couple of good ol’ Southern boys are doin’, interruptin’ this fine proceedin’. But the fact of the matter is, we got a few things to say, an’ we’re done keepin’ quiet.

Doc Henry: That’s right, Johnny. The very first thing we need to address is the upcomin’ tag title match at One. We got us a first-rate triple threat tag match… but only second-rate opponents: the Big Time Jerks, Adam Young and Austin Adams, who are, as the name implies…really big jerks.

Johnny Reb: Unimaginative, but truthful. At least we can say that for ‘em. An’ then we’ve got the ever-present – an’ ever-annoyin’ – representatives of the Team of Torture: Mikami an’ Ryan Daniels.

Reb shakes his head and is forced to remain silent as the crowd boos the mention of the pair.

Johnny Reb: Couldn’ta said it better myself. These guys… just suck. There ain’t no two ways about it. But aside from all that, our… illustrious Mr. Lerch…

Another bout of jeering from the audience interrupts Johnny’s speech, and he waits for it to die down again.

Johnny Reb: Now, now, folks, I haven’t even gotten to the best part. Y’see, the Jerks asked for our upcomin’ competition to be made a ladder match, an’ Mr. Lerch refused. He made it very clear that he wants to ensure a victory for his little pet tag team. Hell, he was even forced to admit that I may be the best there is when it comes to ladder matches.

Doc Henry: Ain’t no “may be” about it, Johnny Reb. An’ it ain’t no secret that Torture an’ his… “associates” will find a way to put the odds in their own favor, so what’s the real harm in arrangin’ a ladder match?

Doc is silent for a moment, as if pondering an obviously rhetorical question. Then he shrugs.

Doc Henry: It don’t matter, though. One way or another, ladies and gentlemen, me and Johnny are gonna take them tag titles. Just you wait an’ see…

Johnny grins and holds up a hand to forestall any further noise from the crowd.

Johnny Reb: My compatriot here is correct, of course. An’ to that end, it’s time we made this arrangement a little more official… Now, the WCF has been ushered into a new age. A time when heroics are outlawed, an’ so only outlaws can prevail against the pervasive malaise of villainy an’ evil.

Shannan Lerch: What the hell is he on about?

Zach Davis: Shhh. The Inveterate Confederate is talking, Shannan.

Johnny Reb: ….a time of dissent and discord that can only be rectified when good men take a stand; when two men can overcome their own differences, to unite into something greater than the sum of its parts…

Shannan Lerch: They’re gonna form Voltron?

Zach Davis: . . .

Doc and Johnny exchange a broad grin, then look out over the audience.

Doc Henry: That’s why tonight, friends, you bear witness to the birth of an alliance that will go down in history as quite possibly the greatest tag team the WCF has ever known. Johnny Reb an’ Doc Henry are…

Shannan Lerch: … Two guys with too much time on their hands?

Johnny and Doc: The New Confederacy!

The audience erupts in more cheers. Doc and Johnny stand in the ring, soaking it in. A new song hits the speakers as Reb descends the ring steps and walk up the ramp once more: “Renegade” by Styx, an obviously ironic statement by the newly formed tag team. Doc Henry remains in the ring for his upcoming match.

Zach Davis: Wow! What an announcement! What charisma!

Shannan Lerch: Keep it in your pants, Zach…

Zach Davis: Johnny Reb and Doc Henry are an official tag team, at last!

Doc Henry vs Hector Rodriguez
Hardcore Match

Zach Davis: All right time for our opening contest. Not quite main event time but I'm still just as excited.

Shannan Lerch: Careful Zach, you don't want to make a mess already.

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

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Hardcore Match. Introducing first, already in the ring and to my right, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds, from Griffen Georgia...Doc Henry.

Doc raises his arms and receives a nice pop from the crowd.

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

Kyle Steel: Introducing his opponent accompanied to the ring by Carlos Estrada, weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds, from Toluca Mexico....Hector Rodriguez.

A few seconds later, Hector Rodriguez walks out and stands in the center of the ramp. He looks out at the crowd for a few seconds as they stand to their feet cheering for him. He finally raises both arms up in the air. Fireworks blast up on each side of him at the front of the ramp and then more fireworks fire up all the way down the front of the ramp. Hector walks down the ramp followed by Carlos Estrada.The two men climb the ring steps and get inside the ring. Carlos stands in the middle while Hector walks to each side of the ring, holding up one arm to the crowd.

Zach Davis: Hector Rodriguez and Doc Henry in a hardcore match. Not really sure as to why this match was made. I'm guessing Seth just wanted to see two anti-ToT people beat the crap out of each other.

Shannan Lerch: That's my brother for you, always thinking outside of the box.

The referee signals for the bell and this match is underway. Both Hector and Doc walk out to the center of the ring and shake hands before backing off.

Zach Davis: Show of respect between the competitors. They both know that this match is strictly business and nothing personal.

Hector and Doc circle each other a few times before moving in to lock up. Doc quickly tries to gain an advantage by avoiding the lock up and grabs Hector from behind. Hector counters by throwing an elbow back at Doc's head before spinning around behind Doc and grabbing him from behind. Hector grabs Doc by the head and takes him to the mat with a headlock take down. Hector continues to keep the headlock applied but Doc uses his legs to wrap around Hector's head forcing him to release the hold. Both men get to their feet.

Zach Davis: Some quick back and forth action between both of these guys.

The crowd certainly is enjoying the fast paced action as they are up on their feet cheering, half for Hector and half for Doc. Both men move in and lock up center ring. Hector gains control using his slight size advantage over Doc and hits him with an elbow to the head before whipping him into the ropes. Doc hits the ropes and comes back at Hector who bends over to hit a back body drop but Doc stops short. Doc grabs Hector's head and hits him with a knee to the face. Hector stands up and stumbles back into the ropes. Doc runs at him and hits him with a clothesline that sends both over the top rope and out onto the arena floor.

Shannan Lerch: Doc is really taking it to Hector early. Hector's going to need to do something or this match may end very soon.

Doc is up to his feet first and he grabs Hector by the head, dragging him over to the security barricade. He raises Hector's head up and smashes it onto the barricade. Hector bounces off and stumbles off with a dazed look in his eyes. Doc grabs his head and again bounces it off of the barricade. Hector comes back up and shakes his head. Doc goes to do it once more but Hector reaches out and blocks it. He hits Doc with a punch to the stomach before whipping him into the ring post. Doc bounces off the post and Hector runs up behind him, pushing him headfirst into it yet again. Doc's head cracks off of the post and he crumples to the ground. Hector heads for the apron and lifts it up before grabbing a chair from under the ring. He stands back up and measures up Doc who is just getting back to his feet before swinging at his head.

Zach Davis: This could en..

Doc ducks at the last second and Hector makes contact with the ring post. Hector immediately drops the chair and shakes his hands in pain. Doc uses the opportunity to grab the chair and hit him in the stomach with the chair. Hector bends over clutching his stomach and Doc uses the chair to hit him in the back, dropping Hector to the floor. Doc wastes no time in going for the pin.

Referee: One...Two...T

Hector kicks out before the three count and Doc rolls off of him before getting to his feet.

Zach Davis: Wow I really thought that Doc had him there.

Shannan Lerch: Well no one ever said that Hector couldn't take a hit and keep on going.

Doc grabs Hector and leads him over to the announce table before smacking his head into it. Hector stumbles back as Doc begins pushing things off of the table and rips out one of the monitors. Doc spins around and runs at Hector, monitor in hand, and tries to hit him in the head but he ducks at the last second. Doc turns around and is met with a stiff kick to the stomach. Hector grabs hold of Doc and lifts him up before ramming him back first into the steel ring post. Hector holds on and lifts Doc up before ramming him into the post a second time. Hector lets him go and Doc crumples to the ground, holding his back in agony. Hector goes for the pin.

Referee: One...Two...Th

And Doc manages to kick out at the last second but continues to clutch his back in pain. Hector walks over to the announcers table and finishes clearing everything off of it before lifting Doc back to his feet. Hector hits him with a few shots to the head before pushing him onto the table. Hector climbs up on top and lifts Doc up for a suplex but Doc blocks it. Doc counters with a European uppercut before drop kicking him off the table. Doc holds onto his back while looking down at Hector and then around at the crowd. He looks back down at Hector one more time and leaps off with a frog splash. Doc hits it and goes for the pin.

Referee: One...Two..Th

And Hector kicks out just before the three count and Doc rolls off with a look of disbelief as the crowd cheers him on.

Shannan Lerch: Doc really believed that he had the win there and apparently so did this crowd.

Doc gets back on his feet with a hand holding his back and pulls up the ring apron. He bends over and pulls out a table from under the ring, sliding it under the bottom rope. He gets in the ring and props the table up in the corner. During all of this Carlos Estrada has taken it upon himself to check on Hector who is still on the ground. Doc sees him and rolls out of the ring, heading for Carlos. Doc sneaks up behind him and grabs his shoulder, spinning him around. Carlos slaps Doc across the face but he appears to be unfazed as Carlos has a look of fear come across his face. Doc grabs hold of Carlos and whips him into the barrier, following that up with a clothesline that sends Hector's manager over the barrier and into the crowd.

Zach Davis: Apparently Doc wasn't too fond of the idea of Carlos sticking his nose in his business.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah but he shouldn't have taken his eyes off o..

Doc turns around and is met with a clothesline from hell that nearly takes his head off. Hector stands up and grabs Doc, pulling him over to the ring before lifting him up onto the apron and pushing him in. Hector slides into the ring and eyes up the table that Doc set up in the corner and points to it as the crowd roars in approval.

Zach Davis: This crowd is back and forth between both of these guys.

Hector grabs Doc and tries whipping him into the corner but Doc counters and sends Hector into the table. The table doesn't break as Hector hits it. Doc runs at Hector to put him through the table with a spear...but Hector moves out of the way at the last second and Doc ends up putting himself through the table. Hector grabs Doc by the legs and pulls him out of the corner. Hector stands up as the crowd is cheering for him. He looks over to the corner and points as the cheers grow louder. He walks to the corner and climbs up the turnbuckle as he looks to hit the Toluca Drop.

Shannan Lerch: Is he gonna do it?

He does! Hector flies off and hits the Toluca Drop! The crowd is on their feet as Rodriguez pins Henry, hooking the leg.

Referee: ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: Thats it! Hector Rodriguez wins this Hardcore warm up match!

Shannan Lerch: It was a DAMN close call, though.

Hector stands up and has his arm raised high in the air. He exits the ring, satisfied with himself.

Slickie T Segment

A WCF camera happens to be waiting for quite an unlikely confrontation in a backstage corridor as Anthrax can be seen walking towards him with a confident looking Allen Guiliano trailing him just a few steps behind. As the much larger framed Anthrax extends a hand to the door of his dressing room, the #1 Contender to the World Title firmly plants is own hand on the shoulder of the Team of Torture member, slightly forcing him to spin on his heels. The eyes of Anthrax widen as he sees the primary enemy of his leader standing just inches from him. Before he can make a move, Guiliano puts out a hand to halt him and begins to speak.

Slickie T: Johnny, excuse me, I believe it is just Anthrax now, been meaning to talk to you about something these last few weeks, and I figure now is about a good of time as any. I mean, I know I always like to be talked to immediately before a match with possibly the most important man in the WCF right now, which also happens to be the leader of your stable, a stable that even bears his name. My timing is impeccable.

Anthrax continues to stare down with narrow eyes at the smaller Guiliano, ready to turn away from him at the next irrelevant comment.

Slickie T: Before you open that door and prepare yourself for your match with The Big Time Jerks and those Tag Team Titles, hear me out for a minute. I know that you think Torture is your friend and is doing you a big favor here by teaming with you and giving you a shot at gold, but let’s think about this. What has HE really done for YOU over the last few months? The guy has barely been visible here in the WCF and he is the World Champion! You think that he really cares about the Team of Torture? NO! He agreed to this match because he knew it was another opportunity for HIM to get another belt to put around his waist. You guys are doing all the leg work while he sits back and simply keeps himself out of the ring, keeping himself healthy for the one match that he has to actually participate in this year. And the only reason he is going to show up for that is because it is another opportunity for HIM to gain exposure on an international stage. He isn’t doing it for the “Team”, he is doing it for himself and you are simply a pawn.

Anthrax remains silent as it is unknown if the words of Guiliano are sinking in or simply falling upon deaf ears. Regardless, Slickie continues to make his point known to the Team of Torture member.

Slickie T: I’m not trying to get you to jump ship and come side with me or anything like that. I just think that you and the rest of the Team of Torture need to be made aware of your situation. This has been going on for quite some time and I didn’t really feel that there was any “immediate danger” for you and the rest of the ToT, but look at how your leader has crumbled over the last few months. He is in no condition to lead a group of animals at this point, more less a group of conditioned and proven professional wrestlers such as you, Jay Price, Mikami, and Daniels. Something tells me that his uneasiness and instability will reach a maximum in the next few weeks and that he will unleash hell on those who are the closest to him. The only thing that he has left is his World Championship and once he loses that on December 20 in Los Angeles, California, what will he have left? The Team of Torture is simply being used as a buffer to keep anyone from his coveted World Title and what is going to happen to you when that buffer is no longer needed and I am the one that is holding the WCF’s most precious piece of hardware over my shoulder? Who do you think is going to blame for the loss? Himself?! He is going to blame the Team of Torture for not preventing it for happening, and let’s be honest here, there isn’t anything that ANYONE can do to keep me from becoming World Champion. I have earned my shot through the gauntlet that Seth and Torture have put in front of me, and now the confrontation of a lifetime is inevitable. Now, you got get ready for your match, hope I didn’t keep you from any sort of pre-match ritual or anything like that.

Guiliano shrugs and gives Anthrax a firm pat on the shoulder before continuing down the hall, glancing back at him before the scene fades to black.

Slickie T: Just something for you to think about…..

With that, Slickie walks off. Anthrax watches him go, looking angry at first, but slowly becoming more comtemplative, thinking about what Slickie has just said.

Zach Davis: Looks like Guiliano is trying to get under the skin of Torture, Shannan, and into the mind of Anthrax.

Shannan Lerch: Yeah! Really! That liar... I know Anthrax is smart enough to see through Slickie's deception.

Zach Davis: I don't know, Shannan, I think he made a lot of sense....

Ace Slaughter/Anastasia Petrova vs Jack Cash/Kevin Hardaway

Shannan Lerch: We have Kyle Steel, for the introductions for our next match. Take it away Kyle.

Kyle Steel: Our next match is a tag team match. Coming to the ring...

The lights go out as Street Carp by the Deftones begin to play.

NO!

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

well here's my new address
6-6-4-Oh I forget

NO!
it's not like I care
(truly)
but your that girl
(with gold teeth)
who snaps at the walls
and won't calm down

well here's my new address
6-1-5-Oh I forget
there's all your evidence
now take it home
and run with it

now write it down
now did you get it?
get it
so write it down
now did you get it?
get it
so write it down
now did you get it?
get it
so write it down
now did you get it? get it?

well heres my new address
6-6-5-Oh I confess
theres all your evidence
now take it home
and fuck with it

now write it down
now did you get it?
get it
so write it down
now did you get it?
get it
so write it down
now did you get it?
get it
so write it down
now did you get it? get it?

There is a loud scream over the speakers, the music begin to jam out. Jack Cash walks out onto the stage. The crowd erupts at his arrival, which he pats himself on his chest and pointing outwards and towards the crowd, before heading down the ramp. 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.

Kyle Steel: Weighing in at 236 pounds, from Brooke, Connecticut.... Jack Ca-a-a-sh!!!

After dropping his pose, Jack Cash climbs down onto the ring apron then steps through the ropes and into the ring.

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

THIS...FIRE...BURNS!

All of a sudden, the opening drum and guitar riffs of "This Fire Burns" by Killswitch Engage kicks on the PA system.

YEAH!

Yeah

All I've ever wanted was destiny to be fulfilled
It is in my hands, I must not fail, I must not fail

Even through the darkest days
This fire burns always
This fire burns always

This is the proving ground
Misery begins to rise
Turn away from yesterday
Tomorrow's in my eyes (Oh!)

Nevermore to be held down

By the wings of history
Nevermore to be cast aside
This day is mine

Even through the darkest days
This fire burns always
This fire burns always

I will not be denied in this final hour
I will not be denied, this day is mine
This passion inside me is burning (Is burning)
This passion inside me is burning (Is burning)

Even through the darkest days
This fire burns always (always)
This fire burns (fire burns) always
Always (always)

Kyle Steel: Coming to the ring, weighing in at 251 pounds, from Baltimore, Maryland.... The United States Champion..... KE-E-E-VI-I-IN HAR-ARDA-AWAY-AY-AY!!!

white smoke fills the entrance ramp. It's to the point where the white spotlights are strobing to the beat of the song. But when the song finally kicks in, the strobelights are going mad as out from the white smoke, is Kevin Hardaway, black trenchcoat on over his ring gear as he gives off a wicked smile to the crowd and walks slowly to the ring. He walks up the ring steps now and perches himself on top of the nearest turnbuckle, like a hawk ready to strike as the song reaches fever pitch. He keeps smiling to the crowd as he jumps off and leans against the turnbuckle, looking at whoever's in the ring with him as he takes off his coat...ready for battle.

Kyle Steel: Their opponents, for this match-up....

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!

Kyle Steel: From St. Petersburg, Russia Ana-a-asta-sia-a Pet-ettro-o-ova-a-a!!

The crowd erupts into loud scream and cheers!!!

Zack Davis: This crowd is going nuts tonight!!!

Shannan Lerch: It's about to get louder!!!

CLICK...CLICK... BOO-OO-OOM!!

The crowd erupts in cheers with a few boos!!

Kyle Steel: From St.Petersburg, Florida Ace Slaugh-augh-aughter-er!!!

Come on come on.
Come on come on.

All those Saturdays,
When kids go out and play,
I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze,
Wasn't faded, not jaded,
Just a kid with a pad and pen and a big imagination.
All this, I seek, I find
I push the envelope to the line,
Make it, break it, take it,
Until I'm overrated.

Click, Click Boom.
I'm coming down on the stereo, hear me on the radio,
Click, click boom.
I'm coming down with the new style
And you know it's buck wild.
Click, Click Boom
I'm on the radio station touring round the nation,
Leaving the scene in devastation.

I can see it in my mind,
I can see it in your eyes.
It's close enough to touch it now,
But far away enough to die.
What the hell is wrong with me?
My mom and dad weren't perfect,
But still you don't hear no cryin ass bitchin from me,
Like there seems to be on everybody's CD
So just sit back and relax and let me have your head for a minute,
I can show you something in it,
That has yet to be presented, oh yeah!

Click, Click Boom.
I'm coming down on the stereo, hear me on the radio,
Click, click boom.
I'm coming down with the new style
And you know it's buck wild.
Click, Click Boom
I'm on the radio station touring round the nation,
Leaving the scene in devastation.

Why have I clouded up my mind,
Why's my mother always right,
And will I make it to the end or will I crawl away and die.
Click, Click, Boom.
Click, Click Boom.
Click, Click Boom.
Click,Click Boom.

All those Saturday when kids go out and play
I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze
It Saturdays when kids go out and play,
I was up in my room
I let the stereo blaze

Its all inside of me,
Its all inside of me.
Its all inside of me,
Its all inside of my head
Its all inside of me
Its coming over me
Its all inside of me
Its all inside of my head!

YEAHHHHHH
Click, Click Boom
I'm coming down on the stereo hear me on the radio.
Click Click Boom
I'm comin down with the new style you know it's buck wild. Everybody, Everybody, Come on Come on Come on. Everybody, Come on, Come on

The crowd is deafening with their cheers and boos

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 crown run towards the entrance ramp, screaming and yelling. Ace Slaughter slowly walks through a large area of smoke, with his arms extended outward. Mini Ace is doing the same thing as Ace does. Cheerleader Melissa is bouncing around Ace and Mini Ace. The crowd becomes somewhat deafening. Ace slowly spins around 360 degrees. Slaughter and Mini Ace jumps up, in the air. As they land, 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 and Mini Ace continues to walk down the ramp, with Melissa bounces around them, 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. Mini Ace runs around the ring. Melissa just stays near Slaughter, on the outside, of the ring. 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 walks towards the center of the ring.

Zach Davis: You notice that we have all four fan favorites, in the ring and they all are set for battle!!

Shannan Lerch: Well, that's the kind of competition we have here in the WCF!!!

The bell rings...

DING-DING

Shannan Lerch: Ace slaughter and Kevind Hardaway will start the match.

Zach Davis: The two circle around each other. there is a lot of smack talking going on!!

Shannan Lerch: They sure are.

Slaughter and Hardaway lockup in the center of the ring. Slaughter showing a slight strength advantage and pushes him into Slaughter's corner. Automatically, the referee tries to get in between the two snarling fighters.

Referee: Alright, you two!! Knock it off!! ONE!!! TWO!!

Slaughter and Hardaway continue to lockup and move around the ring, without either one having an advantage. Slaughter puts a boot to Hardaway and tries to attempt a clothesline, but misses. Hardaway taps the right side of his head.

Shannan Lerch: Hardaway is telling the world, that he is a much smarter wrestler than Slaughter is.

Zach Davis: The two hook up again and this time... a deep arm drag by Ace Slaughter.

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway looks somewhat confused towards Slaughter.

Hardaway adjust his right shoulder, after looking hard at Ace Slaughter.

Zach Davis: The two hook up again. Slaughter's back on the ropes.

Referee: Alright, let go... ONE!! TWO!!! THREE!!!

Zach Davis: Surprisingly a clean break!!

Shannan Lerch: Believe it or not, these two have worked themselves into a nice rivalry. At the Pay Per View ONE, they have a US title match.

Zach Davis: But, their match has become a triple threat match. The third person, will be... Jack Cash!!!

Hardaway and Slaughter hook up one more time and Hardaway kicks Slaughter in the gut and runs to the opposite side, of the ring, bounces off the ropes and nails slaughter with a swinging neckbreaker.

Shannan Lerch: An elbow drop by Hardaway onto Ace Slaughter.

Zach Davis: A second elbow drop and a third elbow drop!!

Kevin Hardaway screams out in an adrenaline filled rage!! He begins to stomps onto Ace Slaughter. He picks him up and kicks him in the gut.

Shannan Lerch: I think all that did was enraged Slaughter, which makes him kick the US champion in the gut. Slaughter tries to irish whip Hardaway into the ropes, but Hardaway irish whips Slaughter into the ropes. Slaughter is bounced off the ropes and Hardaway lunges and...

Zach Davis: Shoulder block by the champ.

Shannan Lerch: That causes Ace to fall out of the ring.

Zach Davis: Here comes Anastasia Petrova, to protect him from Hardaway.

Shannan Lerch: Here comes Jack Cash. Petrova doesn't see him!!!

Jack Cash nails Anastasia with a double axe handle, on the back of her head. Slaughter tries to go to her, but Hardaway grabs Slaughter and kicks him, in the gut, then...

WHAM

Zach Davis: DDT, ringside!!!

The crowd is getting crazy, as the actions is almost arm length away. Hardaway tosses Slaughter into the ring barrier...

CLA-A-ANG!!!

Shannan Lerch: The referee is having is hands full!! Anastasia Petrova and Jack Cash are fighting tooth and nail, near Anastasia's corner.

Slaughter catches Hardaway, off guard and short-arm clotheslined him.

Zach Davis: That was one hard shot. It looks like Slaughter is tossing the champ into the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Now, it's Slaughter's turn. He is dropping his share of elbows!!

Slaughter rages out!! The crowd cheers, with a few boos!!! Slaughter grabs Hardaway's left leg and begins to twist his leg. Hardaway begins to roan out in pain!! Ace grabs the champ's leg and tugs on it.

Shannan Lerch: That looks painful. He could pop that knee out of joint!!

Zach Davis: Now, Slaughter is kicking the knee, I think he is setting him up for an indian death lock or maybe the figure four.

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter drags Hardaway over to his corner and he tags in Anastasia Petrova.

Anastasia jumps over the ropes and lands butt first onto Hardaway's left leg, Hardaway screams out in pain. Anastasia is kicking the hamstring several times.

Shannan Lerch: She has the leg twisted with her legs and she has the opportunity to slap and punch the US champion. That doesn't make Jack Cash happy!

Jack Cash is stomping onto the ring apron and clapping his hands to get the crowd going!!!

The Crowd: HARDAWAY!!! HARDAWAY!!! HARDAWAY!!!

Shannan Lerch: Look at Jack Cash!! He is trying to use the crowd to get Kevin Hardaway pumped up, so he can tag out. That knee and leg could be somewhat damaged!!

Anastasia picks up Hardaway, who kicks her in the stomach and tosses her into his corner. Kevin charges at her and...

WHAM!!!

Zach Davis: He just totally drilled her with a yakuza kick!! He tags out. Jack Cash comes in.

The crowd cheers!!!

Shannan Lerch: Now, it's Slaughter stomping his feet and clapping his hands to get the crowd going!!!

The crowd is cheering loudly...

The Crowd: PETROVA!!! PETROVA!!! PETROVA!!!

Then Jack Cash just nails her with...

Zach Davis: Petty Cash!!!

Anastasia slumps down after getting nailed with a spinning back elbow. She slumps into the corner. Cash takes off his elbow pads and begins nailing her with back elbows until she falls down into the corner. Jack Cash pushes her away from the corner.

Shannan Lerch: Cash climbs the corner and Anastasia is NOT moving.

Jack flies off the ropes and lands double knees, right onto Anastasia's chest!! Anastasia is flipping around in pain. Jack holds his arms out and then drops down to pin her....

The Crowd: ONE!!!

The Crowd: TW-

The crowd screams out as Slaughter enters the ring and pulls Jack Cash off of Anastasia!! Jack Cash attempts to grab her, but...

Zach Davis: A HU-U-UGE punch to the face of Jack Cash!!!

Shannan Lerch: Petrova begins to slap, punch and slap once again. She begins to stand.

Zach Davis: She's been in the ring for awhile now does she have any strength to tag in a fresh Ace Slaughter? She stands and grabs Jack Cash, Anastasia elbow smashes across Jack Cash's face.

Shannan Lerch: She hits him another time with an elbow smash. Cash tries to fight off Petrova, but she is like a crazed animal with hits, boots, and smacks.

Zach Davis: Boot to the stomach!!! DDT!!! DDT!!

Shannan Lerch: Petrova grabs Cash by the ears. She is twisting Jack Cash's ears

Jack Cash is screaming in pain!!!

Zach Davis: Anastasia is now headbutting Jack Cash!!!

Shannan Lerch: She is unrelentless with those headbutts!!

Jack Cash and Anastasia both have small cuts on their foreheads. She goes for one more headbutt...

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: A nasty headbutt by Anastasia Petrova!! Both are down!! both participants are down!!

The ref begins to count...

The Crowd: ONE!!!

The Crowd: TWO!!!

Zach Davis: It looks like both are not moving!!!

The Crowd: Three!!!

The Crowd: Four!!

Shannan Lerch: I see some movement!! Anastasia is beginning to move.

Zach Davis: So is Jack Cash!!!

Both Anastasia and Jack Cash inch their way to their particular corners.

Shannan Lerch: There it is!! They both got in their tags.

Both Ace Slaughter and Kevin Hardaway are already pumped up, they charge each other, like two fighting bulls. While, Anastasia and Jack Cash are slumping in their corners.

Zach Davis: Slaughter with a right hand!!! Hardaway with a right hand!! That one stunned Slaughter!!!

Shannan Lerch: Sit out Powerbomb!!!

Zach Davis: I think that one finished Slaughter!!!

Hardaway goes for the pin...

The Crowd: ONE!!!

Shannan Lerch: I won't give Slaughter any slack if he doesn't kick out!!!

Zach Davis: Yes, I agree!! If he doesn't kickout, he fought very well, tonight

Shannan Lerch: Both him and Anastasia have!!!

The Crowd: TWO!!!

The Crowd: THR-

Zach Davis: KICKOUT!! OH MY GOD, A KICKOUT!!!

Shannan Lerch: How did he do that?!?

Hardaway picks up Slaughter and tosses him into the ropes.

Zach Davis: Slaughter is about to bounce off the ropes.... NO-O-O!!!

Shannan Lerch: you see that?!?!?

Zach Davis: I sure did!!

Shannan Lerch: Jack Cash pull down the ropes and Slaughter flipped right over and is outside the ring again.

Kevin Hardaway bounces off the ropes and....

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

Shannan Lerch: Hardaway with a jumping plancha to the outside and onto Slaughter!!!

Both Cash and Hardaway are stomping onto Slaughter, as Petrova is still slumping in her corner. Cash continues to punish Slaughter, as Hardaway enters back into the ring. Cash grabs Slaughter and runs him into the ring, back first. Slaughter grimaces in pain. Then out of nowhere....

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway just nailed slaughter with a baseball slide to his chest!!!

Zach Davis: Slaughter down!! Slaughter down!!!

Shannan Lerch: Anastasia Petrova is up, once again and trying encourage Slaughter to fight back!!!!

Hardaway rushes back out of the ring and grabs Slaughter!!!

Shannan Lerch: Hardaway throws Slaughter back into the ring. He goes for the pin.

The Crowd: ONE!!!

The Crowd: TWO!!!

The Crowd: THRE-

Zach Davis: NO-O-O!!! Kick by Slaughter!!!

Anastasia freaks out in cheers!!!

Anastasia Petrova: C'mon, Ace!!!

Slaughter sits up, swinging his fists around.

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway bounces off the ropes and runs behind him and snaps his neck forward!!!

Zach Davis: Slaughter is grabbing his neck. Hardaway climbs the ropes.

Hardaway leaps off the ropes and lands with a flying elbow drop!!!

Shannan Lerch: Slaughter looks almost out!!

Hardaway has his back to his corner.

Zach Davis: Jack Cash tags himself in!!

Jack Cash enters the ring and Hardaway screams out....

Kevin Hardaway: NO-O-O-O-O!!!

Zach Davis: Jack Cash approaches an extremely hurt Ace Slaughter!!!

Shannan Lerch: It looks like Jack Cash is mocking Ace Slaughter!!

Zach Davis: Bad idea!!!!

Ace Slaughter has just uppercutted Jack Cash in the jaw!!! Slaughter grabs Jack Cash and tosses him into the ropes and....

WHAM!!!!

Shannan Lerch: A MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE!!!

Zach Davis: It looks like Slaughter is looking at the corner. That means one thing.... The Slaughtermatic!

Shannan Lerch: But, wait... what is he doing?

Zach Davis: It looks like he is tagging in Anastasia Petrova.

They double team Cash, by tossing him into ropes and Slaughter trips up Jack Cash and falls onto the second ring rope. Anastasia runs into the ring ropes on the opposite side of Jack Cash, but...

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway grabs a handfull of hair on Anastasia Petrova's head.

Zach Davis: That causes her to fall. Jack Cash walks over to her and...

WHAM!!

Shannan Lerch: Anastasia just kicked Jack Cash on the side of his head!!!

WHAM!!!

Zach Davis: She just dropkicked Kevin Hardaway off the ring apron!!!

With Jack Cash draped over the middle rope, Anastasia see her opportunity to run back and bounce off the ropes an...

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: THE 6- 1- 9!!!!

Jack Cash Collapsed onto the mat, Anastasia never got the chance to finish off Jack Cash.

Shannan Lerch: Anastasia runs over to Ace slaughter and tags him in.

The crowd erupts!!!

The Crowd: About damn time!!! About damn time!! About damn time!!

Slaughter picks up Jack Cash, but Jack Cash has just nailed Slaughter with an evenflow DDT.

Zach Davis: Evenflow DDT!!!

Shannan Lerch: Jack Cash is crawling over to his partner, the US Champion.

Kevin Hardaway is jumping around the ring, to be tagged in. The crowd is now screaming very loudly!!!

Shannan Lerch: I can barely hear myself think!!!!

Zach Davis: What!?!?

Shannan Lerch: Kevin Hardaway grabs for Ace Slaughter....

Zach Davis: A roll-up by Slaughter. A pin attempt!!!

The Crowd: ONE!!!!

The Crowd: TWO!!!

The Crowd: THRE-

Zach Davis: Kickout by Hardaway!! This match has been really exciting!!!

Shannan Lerch: With these four and your suprised this is an exciting match?

Hardaway kicksout and begins to stomp onto Slaughter. Slaughter fights his way to his feet. They begin to brawl and the crowd goes crazy!!! Hardaway tries to go for a Williams Driver, but Slaughter blocks it.

Zach Davis: Slaughter just blocked the Williams Driver!!! Slaughter bounces the US champ into the ropes and....

WHAM!!!

Shannan Lerch: Slobberknocker!!! Slobberknocker!!

Zach Davis: Ace Slaughter is wasting no time and runs over to his corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle.

Both Anastasia Petrova and Jack Cash are completely worn out and are collapsed in their corners. Slaughter drags his right thumb across his throat and leaps off the corner with a Slaughtermatic!!!

Shannan Lerch: THE SLAUGHTERMATIC!!!!!

But no! Hardaway rolls out of the way at the last second! Slaughter hits the mat hard and both Hardaway and Slaughter lay on the mat for several seconds, trying to regain their strength and crawl towards their partners.

Zach Davis: Who is gonna make it first?

Slaughter does! Slaughter tags in Petrova! She gets into the ring and runs at Hardaway, grappling him from behind. Seeing his opportunity, Hardaway fights back quickly, elbowing Petrova several times in the head. She breaks the grapple off, groggy. Hardaway turns around, kicks her... AND HITS THE WILLIAMS DRIVER!

Shannan Lerch: This has to be it!

Hardaway pins Petrova!

One!

Slaughter dives to make the save..

Two!

Cash catches Slaughter with the Corporate Punishment!

Three!

Zach Davis: There you have it!

This Fire Burns plays as Hardaway stands up, exhausted after his hard fought victory. Jack Cash stands up as well, unconcerned with Slaughter and Petrova. The ref grabs the United States Title, ready to give it to Hardaway, but Cash takes it from him before he can.

Shannan Lerch: Eh oh. We saw a similar situation last week...

Cash raises the US Title above his head, while Hardaway looks on, annoyed. After several moments, having made his point, Cash reaches over and is about to hand the Title back to Hardaway.

Zach Davis: Jack Cash, trying to show Hardaway that the Title could be his at any moment-

But all of a sudden Slaughter is up, spinning Cash around, grabbing the Title from him.... Slaughter dives and smashes the US Title right in Cash's face!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!

Cash goes down and Hardaway is about to attack Slaughter, but Slaughter drops the belt and rolls out of the ring. Hardaway picks up the belt and puts it over his shoulder as Slaughter walks up the ramp backwards, staring at Hardaway and Cash as he does.

Zach Davis: Cash and Hardaway won the match... but I think Ace Slaughter just got the last laugh!

Slaughter disappears to the back as Hardaway leaves the ring as well, leaving Jack Cash angry and ready for revenge inside of it.

Jay Price Segment

After a few commercials and a rundown of tonight's sponsors, the cameras cut back to a shot of Zach Davis sitting alone at the announcer's table.

Zach Davis: Well folks during the commercial break my colleauge Shannan Lerch was called backstage for some reason. It looks like were going to cut to her right now to find out what's going on back there.

The camera feed cuts backstage to Shannan standing in front of a black curtain with a green WCF logo in the center. The crowd in the arena cheers as she appears on the jumbotron. The camera pulls back to reveal Shannan standing beside Jay Price and the cheers quickly change to boos as Price smiles at the crowds reaction.

Shannan Lerch: Wow they really don't like you do they?

Jay Price: Well when you have half a brain you tend to greatly misjudge things. For example those people out there boo me despite the fact that I am the best in this business. They think that people who wear costumes or steal hot dogs from the crowd are what this business is about. What they fail to realize is that it's people like me that are going to take this business to a whole new level.

Shannan Lerch: Well duh, of course you are. And believe me, after One everyone will see things the right way.

Jay Price: That's highly doubtful. But what isn't doubtful is how well our date went the other night.

Shannan Lerch: Oh my god that was easily the greatest night of my life. I can't remember the time I had that much fun.

Jay Price: I've got an idea, lets share it with the people. Give them a glimpse at how people like us do things. Yo lackie.

Lackie: Yes Mr. Price.

Jay Price: Tell the boys in the production truck to run the tape I gave them.

Lackie: Will do Mr. Price.

Jay Price: Enjoy.

The screen fades to black as the video from Price and Shannan's date a few nights ago plays.

A long white limousine pulls up in front of an Italian-style restaurant. The car comes to a stop and the driver exits, walking around to the back door before opening it for the occupants. Out of the limo steps Jay Price in a black three-piece Georgio Armani suit, who extends his hand to help Shannan Lerch out the door.

Shannan Lerch: Jay this is incredible. I swear you went to way too much trouble for this date.

Jay Price: What? You said you loved Italian food.

Shannan Lerch: I do, but you didn't have to fly us all the way to Italy for dinner.

Jay Price: My dear it's like I told you the night you agreed to come on this date. Unlike with Logan, you don't have to settle for cheap imitations anymore. If you want to enjoy real Italian food there is no place better than here.

Shannan Lerch: But how did you get reservations? I mean it's only been a few days since I said yes, and for a place like this...I mean you'd have to put in reservations months in advance.

Jay Price: When you have the right connections you can have anything you want in the world in a moments notice. All I had to do was make a few phone calls and the table was ours. Now, let's head inside so that we can enjoy this beautiful restaurant.

Price extends his arm which Shannan grabs onto and the pair walk through the doors, which are being held open for them by a pair of employees, and into seating area.

Hostess: Welcome to Gambero Rosso, the pride of San Vincenzo. How may I help you?

Jay Price: We have dinner reservations for six o'clock, it will be under the name Price.

Hostess: Ah yes mister Price we have been eagerly awaiting your arrival. Please come this way.

The hostess leads them through the restaurant and out onto a small private deck that overlooks the nearby waterfront. Jay pulls out Shannan's seat and then pushes it in for her before taking his own seat.

Shannan Lerch: Jay this is all just incredible. I mean just look at this view. And then did you see the inside of this place? This is all just too much.

Jay Price: Shannan you need to relax and just enjoy yourself. I wanted to make sure tonight was exceptionally memorable for you, so don't think of it as being too much. Think of it as a night of memories that is only just beginning.

Shannan Lerch: Okay.

Jay Price: So do you enjoy announcing matches for WCF?

Shannan Lerch: Oh yeah I've always been a big wrestling fan and when Seth offered me the job I had to take it.

Jay Price: Thats good. So you've been around for a lot longer than I have, I bet you've seen all kinds of crazy shit.

Shannan Lerch: Oh you don't even know the half of it. Like the Hot Dog Mascot and his antics, he isn't even the craziest wrestler I've seen.

Jay Price: Oh really? Who was?

Shannan Lerch: We had someone who would come down and wrestle as Frosty the Snowman. No lie, he wore a complete snowman suit and would wrestle entire matches in it.

Jay Price: Wow. Speaking of the Hot Dog Mascot, what did you think of my challenging him and Logan to come clean about how they're the same person.

Shannan Lerch: Well honestly I don't know. I mean I know you had all kinds of evidence backing up your claims, but I'm not sure if even Logan is crazy enough to dress up as a hot dog.

Jay Price: Seriously? You don't think he's that crazy.

Shannan Lerch: Well....maybe. I mean when we dated he did always want to go to fast food places that served hot dogs. He never would have taken me to a restaurant, let alone a place like this.

Jay Price: Yeah I could see Logan being that type of loser even outside of the ring.

Shannan Lerch: (laughing) Oh you don't even know the half of it. Back when we dated he was always lazy and just boring to be around. When he wasn't stumbling around in the ring or trying to steal food from the fans, all he wanted to do was sit around watching TV or stuffing his face.

Jay Price: Then why stay with him?

Shannan Lerch: Well I was young and thought I was in love. Turns out I was just dumb and blind.

Jay Price: (laughing) Sorry but that's just funny.

Shannan Lerch: Oh shut up. Like you never did anything that stupid.

Jay Price: Oh I've done stupid things, but nothing near that bad.

Shannan Lerch: (rolling her eyes) Anyway...so are you ready for your match on Monday?

Jay Price: Do you really have to ask? It's a match against Logan and the Mascot, not quite the normal challenge your brother gives me.

Shannan Lerch: Well I know you're not worried but I'm just asking if you're ready because this is your tune-up for One. And I know you're looking forward to winning at WCF's biggest show of the year.

Jay Price: Of course.

Shannan Lerch: But watch out for Logan in this match. With that unpredictable Mascot in his corner who knows what could happen.

Jay Price: Trust me, I'm more than ready for that loser. And if anything goes wrong I've got a partner more than capable of watching my back in Greenfever.

Shannan Lerch: True.

Jay Price: Now enough talk about business, let's tal...

As Price was beginning to speak the waitress arrived to take their orders. After giving them to her, the waitress leaves, leaving Price and Shannan alone once again on the private deck.

Jay Price: As I was saying, let's talk about our next date.

Shannan Lerch: Next date? Oh you're so sure that you're going to get another one?

Jay Price: Oh come on Shannan, we both know that this isn't a one time deal.

Shannan Lerch: (rolling her eyes) How about we discuss that after this date is over.

Jay Price: Fair enough.

The camera pulls back as the waitress arrives with their food and a bottle of wine. Price and Shannan touch their glasses together as the camera pulls back farther to include a beautiful sunrise behind them. The scene fades to darkness before coming back inside of a private plane. Price and Shannan are kissing passionately in front of door as Price reaches for the handle. The door opens revealing a bedroom on the plane. Shannan breaks the kiss to look inside.

Shannan Lerch: A bedroom? On a plane?

Jay Price: I told you, when you've got the right connections anything can happen.

Shannan grabs Price by the arm and pulls him into the room, closing the door behind them as the screen again fades to black.

The camera feed comes back on backstage as Shannan is still standing beside Price, blushing somewhat at the footage that was shown.

Jay Price: Being the gentleman I am I normally don't kiss and tell...but whatever you think happened probably did.

Shannan Lerch: Uhh.. Jay.

Jay Price: Relax, I'm sure the people in the audience don't have the right brain cells to come up with what actually happened. And for those that do, well who cares what they think. All that matters is that you enjoyed yourself, right?

Shannan Lerch: Yeah you're right. So we're on for this weekend?

Jay Price: You know it. Now you better get back to your announcers table so you can do your job.

Shannan Lerch: Okay, I'll text you later.

Shannan gives Price a quick kiss on the cheek and heads off back to the announcers table. Price waits until she's out of sight and smirks.

Jay Price: Like taking candy from a baby...literally.

Price walks off as the camera feed cuts and returns to Zach Davis and the returning Shannan Lerch.

Zach Davis: Well... that was... interesting, to say the least.

Shannan Lerch: Zach, I... I don't remember the last time I felt this in love.

Zach Davis: Oh brother... Logan is going to be FURIOUS. Wonder what is gonna happen in their match later tonight...

Mikami vs Johnny Reb

Kyle Steel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Yokohama, Japan weighing in at one hundred and seventy three pounds...Mikami.

The lights go out and Mikami's double-M logo appears on the JumboTron as "Unholy Confessions" by Avenged Sevenfold plays. The lights turn back on but are now red, revealing Mikami standing at the top of the ramp. He runs down the ramp, dives into the ring and then jumps back up to his feet.

Kyle Steel: And introducing his opponent....

Zach Davis: Here is Mikami. Mikami and Reb have had many epic contests over the past year, but tonight they know that in just a few weeks, at One, they'll face once more. In tag team competition, yes. Along with Ryan Daniels and Doc Henry.

Shannan Lerch: Well, we saw Reb and Henry form The New Confederacy earlier tonight.. and speaking of, here comes Reb himself!

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.

Kyle Steel: From Sweet Water Alabama, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds....Johnny Reb.

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. The referee signals for the bell and the match is underway. Reb walks up to Mikami and offers his hand in a show of respect. Mikami looks at his hand and then at his face before spitting in it. Reb wipes the spit off his face and unloads with a right. Mikami and Reb go back and forth trading shots with neither man taking an advantage. The brawl eventually leads to the corner where Mikami ducks a punch and pushes Reb chest first into the turnbuckle. Mikami backs up and hits a dropkick to the back that sends Reb to the mat.

Zach Davis: Quick offense from Mikami and Reb seems to be in trouble early.

Shannan Lerch: Ah never count out the "The Inveterate Confederate".

Zach Davis: What does that mean anyway?

Shannan Lerch: No clue, that's just what he calls himself.

Mikami has Reb back on his feet and in the corner, hitting him with a series of chops.

Shannan Lerch: Look at that, Mikami has Reb's chest as red as his neck.

Mikami backs up and runs at Reb with a dropkick to the knee that again sends him to the mat. Mikami grabs Reb by the legs and pulls out from the corner before heading up to the top turnbuckle.

Zach Davis: Mikami looking to go high risk early on, this might no..

Mikami leaps off with a frog splash but Reb rolls out of the way as Mikami crashes and burns on the mat, rolling in obvious pain as he holds on to his chest and stomach.

Zach Davis:..not be the best time for that.

Reb grabs Mikami and rolls him over looking for the quick pin attempt.

Referee: On..

Not even a one count as Mikami kicks out and both men get back to their feet. Reb goes for a clothesline but Mikami ducks it. Reb turns around and is met with a roundhouse kick to the head. Mikami grabs hold of Reb before he falls and whips him into the ropes. Reb bounces off of the ropes and Mikami takes him down with a drop toe hold before moving in to apply a boston crab.

Shannan Lerch: Mikami is really trying to keep Reb on the ground by going after his legs and back.

Zach Davis: That's a really smart strategy. If you limit his ability to use his quickness and agility, you essentially cut his move set in half.

Mikami with the boston crab locked in and Reb is desperately trying to get to the ropes. Reb uses his arms to push his body up off of the ground and begins dragging himself and Mikami closer to the ropes. Reb is mere inches away from the bottom rope when Mikami stands with his legs still hooked and drags him out to the center of the ring. The crowd begins to get behind Reb, cheering him on as he struggles to keep from submitting. Reb pushes up with his arms again and using his legs is able to flip Mikami off of his back, releasing the hold in the process. Reb crawls towards the ropes, using them to get back to his feet as Mikami gets back to his. Both men charge at each other and hit a simultaneous double clothesline, knocking each other to the mat.

Zach Davis: Ohh both Reb and Mikami had the same thing in mind and now the referee has no choice but to begin the count.

Referee: One...Two..Three

Signs of movement from both men as they are stirring on the mat.

Referee: Four...Five

Mikami is crawling to the ropes as Reb is up onto his knees.

Referee: Six...Sev

Reb gets to his feet and walks over to Mikami against the ropes. Reb grabs hold of him but with the referee's view blocked Mikami rakes his eyes. Reb stumbles away holding his face and Mikami takes advantage by running up behind him and hitting a running bulldog.

Zach Davis: And Mikami again using underhanded tactics to gain an advantage. I swear, can't any of these ToT members win without cheating somehow.

Mikami backs up and begins measuring up Reb as he tries to get back to his feet. Reb is up and bent over still rubbing his eyes as Mikami moves into position. Reb stands straight up and turns around only to be met with a roundhouse kick to the head. Reb drops to the mat as Mikami again goes to the corner. He climbs up to the top and signals for the end.

Shannan Lerch: It looks like it's time for the Hammer Of Justice.

Mikami leaps off with the shooting star senton but Reb comes to in time to move out of harms way. Mikami lands hard and Reb has the ring presence to go for the pin attempt.

Referee: One...Two...Thre

And Mikami out of nowhere is able to kick out just before the three count.

Shannan Lerch: Wow was that ever close. The referee's hand was just inches away from the three count.

Reb rolls off of Mikami with a look of frustration on his face. He gets up and motions for Mikami to get up. Mikami is up to his knees and Reb grabs his head, lifting him up to his feet. Reb hits him with a knee to the gut before whipping him into the ropes. Mikami comes back and Reb goes for a clotheslining but Mikami ducks it. Reb turns around and Mikami goes for another roundhouse kick but this time Reb ducks it and hits a dropkick to Mikami's back sending him into the corner. Reb grabs hold of Mikami's arm and climbs up the turnbuckle. Reb walks along the ropes and leaps off with a chop, but continues to hold onto the arm. He locks Mikami into a modified abdominal stretch and appears to have it in tight.

Zach Davis: He calls this the Stars and Bars and oh my it looks painful.

Mikami is trying everything he can to get to the ropes but Reb just pulls him closer to the center of the ring before re-applying the hold.

Shannan Lerch: I don't know if Mikami can break this hold.

The referee checks with Mikami but he refuses to submit. Reb applies more pressure as Mikami yells out in pain. Reb tells the ref to check again but Mikami still refuses to quit. Reb becomes frustrated and releases the hold only to pull Mikami in for a ddt but Mikami counters with a back body drop.

Zach Davis: Reb let his frustrations get to him and he let go of the hold when he shouldn't have. Yes Mikami wasn't submitting, but he also wasn't close to breaking the hold.

Mikami runs to the corner and hops up to the top turnbuckle as Reb is trying to get back to his feet. Reb is up and Mikami jumps off hitting a hurricanrana that sends Reb to the mat hard. Mikami gets back up and signals once again that its time to end this match. He climbs up the nearby turnbuckle and looks once again to try for the Hammer Of Justice. But Reb, knowing that the end may be near, dives into the ropes, causing Mikami to crotch himself on the turnbuckle!

Shannan Lerch: Ouch! Bet that hurts.

Zach Davis: It has happened to me more than once when I used to wrestle, Shannan, and yes. Yes it does. There is a reason I'm here instead of at home with my kids.. because I can't produce sperm anymore and can't make any.

Shannan Lerch: Really?

Zach Davis: No. You idiot.

With a last bit of energy, Reb jumps to the top and hits a Hurricanrana, bringing Mikami back down to the mat! He then climbs to the top once more, but he's slow moving because of his exhaustion. Once he reaches the top, Mikami is already up.

Shannan Lerch: Once one of these men goes to the top rope, you know their next move could be the one that wins it. Each man knows they can't let their competitor hit a move like that.

Mikami runs at Reb, trying to stop him, but Reb catches a shot from Mikami and, still on the top, hits a few forearms, sending Mikami reeling backwards. Mikami turns around, and Reb flies off the top, hitting a Corkscrew Shooting Star DDT!

Zach Davis: SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL!

Shannan Lerch: What an incredible move!

Reb pins Mikami!

One!

Two!

Zach Davis: No! Mikami's leg is under the ropes!

Three!

Zach Davis: Wait what!?

The referee didn't see the leg under the ropes. Bad Company hits, and Reb stands up, getting his arm raised. A smile comes across his face as he looks down at Mikami, holding his head in pain.

Shannan Lerch: I'm not sure if Reb even knows Mikami was able to get his foot under there, truthfully I don't know if Mikami knows he even did it, it was more out of instinct than anything I think!

Reb slides out of the ring, happy with the win. Mikami gets up and his head is clearing, finally realizing what has happened.

Zach Davis: For a man obsessed with his idea of justice, I don't think Mikami is going to be too happy about this.

Mikami argues with the ref, but the ref is telling him there is nothing he can do. Angry, Mikami kicks him in the gut and DDTs him to the mat!

Shannan Lerch: Well that isn't going to solve anything... but, eh, he's friends with Jay, so... go Mikami!

But he isn't done. Mikami climbs to the top.... and hits a Hammer of Justice onto the referee!

Zach Davis: Come on. He didn't deserve THAT.

The crowd is booing, but Mikami doesn't seem to care. Mikami exits the ring and heads to the back.

Hall of Fame Announcement

Kids by MGMT hits, and the crowd buzzes. Seth Lerch steps out from the back, mic in hand.

Seth Lerch: About a month ago, I announced that every week for the next three weeks I'd be coming out and announcing four names to be inducted into the WCF Hall of Fame on the 13th. Well, this is the third week, and I'm about to announce the final four names.

Zach Davis: We already have Logan, Mace, PC Cradle, Outcast, Gravedigger, Skyler Striker, Hellz Angel, and Frank Bates' teams.. who else are we gonna get?

Seth Lerch: So, without further adieu.. the first man I'll announce tonight is, to me, the man that helped make WCF a global entity. He is...

Crowd continues to buzz..

EPIC

Big pop!

Seth Lerch: Epic! Epic, from Canada, along with Mike Kaos from the United Kingdom and Down Under from Australia, brought WCF to the world's attention. Not only is Epic a former War winner, but his peers are the ones that made that happen. Not many men can say they've pinned Trent Hunter. Epic is also a former World Champion and one of the most talented men we've ever seen. And the next name I'm going to announce....

Seth sighs.

Seth Lerch: Along with Logan and Gravedigger, this is a man that I, personally, hate. And he hates me. I can't stress enough how much we hate each other. I just want to get this over with...

Seth sighs once more.

MADD DOGG

The crowd pops, largely out of surprise.

Seth Lerch: That's right. Madd Dogg himself. Perhaps he belongs in a Hall of Infamy rather than Hall of Fame, but regardless, here he is. Madd Dogg brought the Elite to WCF, for one. Two, he created the most infamous match in WCF history, the Euthanasia Chamber. And, three, he dominated and was World Champion in WCF's "lost" era, main eventing One along with PC Cradle. Its easy to overlook his accomplishments in this era, but there you have it. Madd Dogg.

Zach Davis: I really don't believe it, Shannan. Never thought I'd see the day.

Seth Lerch: Next up is a man currently in WCF. Always a force in WCF and a former Champ...

The fans run through the list of former World Champions currently in WCF..

RECKLESS JACK/BRAD KANE

Another big pop!

Seth Lerch: Reckless Jack made a name for himself early on in his WCF career, and had a legendary feud with Nate Nytro in the same lost era as where Madd Dogg made his mark. He was in a match to unify several World Titles into the WCF World Title, and helped WCF early on in this current era. His feuds with Torture have also been legendary and his accomplishments outside of WCF are numerous as well.

The crowd claps in appreciate for Brad Kane.

Seth Lerch: And now... one last name. And perhaps, besides Logan, the most obvious choice for a WCF Hall of Fame. This man helped make WCF into what it is today, having helped shaped the fed from in its early years. He is the one, the only..

The fans are pretty sure they know who it is and have already begun chanting his name.

CREEPING DEATH

HUGE pop!

Seth Lerch: That's right, it wouldn't be a proper Hall of Fame without Creeping Death. Creeping Death has been a driving force behind WCF for years and years, having held the World Title on numerous occasions. He created XIII. Like Brad Kane, his feud with Torture is legendary. Always an innovator, he also created the MCE division, the Nightmare Chamber, and probably a thousand different crazy moves. Also like Kane, he helped build this current era of WCF in the early days. Without Creeping Death, I probably wouldn't have even reopened WCF as many times as I did. He's the final name in this Hall of Fame class.

The fans are on their feet clapping for CD.

Seth Lerch: So, tune in for the WCF Hall of Fame Ceremony on December 13th, one week before One. Some of my worst enemies in the same place at the same time.... great.

Kids by MGMT plays again as Seth exits the ring and heads to the back.

Zach Davis: Well, that rounds out the Hall of Fame class quite well, doesn't it, Shannan?

Shannan Lerch: I think Jay Price should've gotten in there, but besides that, I'd say so!

Zach Davis: One thing that surprises me is that Torture isn't getting inducted. Thats kinda strange. A good class nonetheless!, I can't wait until the 13th!

Shannan Lerch: And next up, a future Hall of Famer himself, Logan, is in action... I hope my man Jay Price doesn't hurt him too bad!

Big Time Jerks Segment

"Super Villian" by Powerman 5000 starts playing as the jumbotron has "Big Time Jerks" in red written on it. Out comes Alyssa Jones in a black baby doll t-shirt and skirt. The fans are giving her cat calls and booing her at the same time. Out walks Adam Young, Austin Adams, and Alex Jones all geared up for some action tonight. Young and Adams are carrying their WCF World tag team championships with them. They all climb into the ring and Adam has a mic.

Adam Young: Shut the music off!

The crowd just starts booing and its defening in the arena.

Adam Young: I'm trying to figure out how we have to defend our tag straps tonight and the World champion doesn't have to put his World title on the line in that match. Seth Lerch you better start getting your mind on your money or your money is going to no show and you'll have thousands and thousands of fans demanding refunds cause the BTJ's aren't in the house. Everyone knows all these stupid marks out here came to see the BTJ's preform and Alyssa's rosey butt. Now as for tonight we shall come out here in the main event and light it up like only we can. Now at One you need to give us a little something seeing as we don't even have the leverage of being in a 2 on 2 match and haveing the champions advantage of haveing to be pinned or submit. On triple threat match is the only way either of these so called teams has a shot of takeing these titles from us and you know that. You want your so called ToT boys to be the ones wearing these straps. Everyone knows your scared that the BTJ's are on the verge of takeing over, well son I hate to be the one to inform ya, but its already happening. Austin and myself are the World tag champs and real soon Alex will be the TV champion. Hell if you had a women's division Alyssa would be the champion there also. How does it feel to have everything you've worked for this past year to be ripped out from under you in less than two months. The Superfans ran off with skid marks in their trunks. Tanks laid up in some gay bath house licking his wounds cause of me. We are the future of the WCF and your scared.

Austin Adams: Victory shall be ours so sayeth the Big Time Jerks.

"Super Villian" strikes up and the Big Time Jerks exit the arena area.

Jay Price/Greenfever vs Hotdog Mascot/Logan

Zach Davis: This will be quite an interesting matchup. Price and Greenfever teaming up again to take on the Hotdog Mascot and Logan.

Shannan Lerch: I feel bad for Logan... I know he's probably really hurt that I'm dating Jay Price now. But a girl has to do what a girl has to do.

Zach Davis: That IS one interesting part of this match, Shannan. The other interesting part is that we've been suspecting that Logan IS the Hotdog Mascot, so hopefully tonight that mystery will be solved.

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 attendence 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. 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's dressed in his ring attire, consisting of red wrestling boots with black laces and black shorts. 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 stares down his opponent with a smirk on his face. He takes the belt off of his waist and places it over his right shoulder as he begins to walk down the ramp slowly, taking his time to make the opponent wait on him. As he makes his way to the ring steps the crowds booing intensifies because he is taking his time, but he doesn't give a shit. He finally makes his way into the ring where he holds the title belt high above his head for everyone to see, closing his eyes as he seems to soak in the boos that are raining down on him. Finally he hands the belt off to the referee and steps back towards his corner. Once he reaches his corner the spotlights that were shining on him go out and the arena's lights come back on. Price will then begin waiting for the match to begin with a confident, yet arrogant, smirk on his face.

Shannan Lerch: What a hunk... I'm such a lucky girl!

Zach Davis: Yeah, yeah... well anyway, he's the Television Champion and member of the Team of Torture. Technically, the "Television Title" is supposed to be defended on every show, but Seth, being Seth, has decided to forego that rule for now.

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of which, tonight marks the night that Jay Price surpasses former World Champion, JJ Biggs, as the longest reigning Television Champion of all time.

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, some are brand new. He's escorted by WCF security and Seth Lerch.

Zach Davis: And here is Greenfever. Seth has been using him lately as his hitman, in a way.

Shannan Lerch: Well remember, Seth owes Greenfever a favor because of it. And Greenfever enjoys being violent anyway, so everyone wins.

"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.

"Just wait till all the guys get a load of me!"

Zach Davis: Well here comes the Hotdog Mascot. But are we going to get Logan?

Hotdog Mascot skips around the stage swaying his hips and arms in rhythm to the music. The Mascot flees down the ramp and rolls into the ring, dancing in place till "King For a Day" cuts.

Shannan Lerch: Let's see..

Chia-Like, I Shall Grow by Say Anything hits and the crowd explodes! Greenfever and Price wait in the ring, as the Hotdog Mascot stands outside it, waiting for his partner...

Zach Davis: Well?

Logan doesn't show. The music cuts. In the ring, Price is smirking and laughing to himself. The ref is discussing with Lerch what to do. And suddenly the jumbotron lights up.

Shannan Lerch: Hm?

Video is shown backstage. Logan is laying on the ground, bleeding profusely from the head, and he appears to be unconscious. Medics are surrounding him, trying to revive him.

Zach Davis: What!? Did Price and Greenfever attack him before the match began!?

Price and Greenfever, however, appear as confused about the situation as anyone. Seth as well. He's yelling to the Hotdog Mascot that its bullshit. The Mascot shrugs. On the screen, the medics are loading Logan onto a stretcher and taking him away. The video cuts to black.

Shannan Lerch: Well, Price and Greenfever say they didn't do it... and I, for one, believe them!

Zach Davis: I don't know, Shannan. I wouldn't put it past them, but...

Seth has gotten on the mic.

Seth Lerch: LOGAN! You piece of crap! You.. you.. treacherous bastard!

The crowd boos.

Seth Lerch: I know what happened! You faked that whole thing just so you wouldn't have to show up and show to the world that you are the Hotdog Mascot! Despite the fact that Jay Price mocked you a few weeks ago, despite the fact that he's stolen Shannan Lerch, my sister and the love of your life... you STILL don't care enough to come out and fight!? You want to hide behind the Hotdog Mascot!? Well it isn't going to work! Ref, ring the bell! Greenfever, Price... GET HIM!

The Hotdog Mascot turns and attempts to leave, but WCF security is blocking his way. The bell sounds as Price runs at the ropes towards the Mascot and hits a Baseball Slide, hitting the Mascot in the back and sending him into the security, knocking them down. Price then rolls out of the ring, grabbing the Mascot and slamming his head into the ring posts. The Mascot bounces back, and Price grabs him and hits a Snap DDT!

Shannan Lerch: You know, wearing that Hotdog costume is a pretty big advantage, because it sure does soften the impact of almost every move.

Zach Davis: Eh, cuts down on mobility though, I guess.

Price throws the Mascot into the ring. Lerch is yelling, "GET THE SUIT OFF!" Greenfever is waiting on the apron of his corner. Price turns the Mascot over and starts trying to pull down the zipper on the back of the costume. However, the Mascot struggles and quickly rolls away. Price follows him, but as he starts to pick him up, the Mascot hits a low blow.

Shannan Lerch: NO NO NO! NOOOO!

Price stumbles away, holding his junk in pain. The Mascot gets up and kicks Price in the gut, and hits a huge Powerbomb, sending Price into the mat! The crowd roars as the Mascot pins him!

One!

Two-

No, Price gets his shoulder up.

Zach Davis: Jay Price refuses to be pinned by a man in a hotdog costume. Especially a man that may or may not be Logan.

Shannan Lerch: And you know, Logan REALLY wants to pin Price. He's the only member of the Team of Torture besides Torture himself that Logan hasn't defeated.

The Mascot picks Price up but Price shoves him away. HDM runs at Price but Price snaps off a big Dropkick, sending the Mascot down to the mat. HDM gets back up and Price throws him to the ropes and then hits a Powerslam! He pins the Mascot, hooking the leg.

One.

Two.

Nope! Mascot gets an arm up.

Zach Davis: He should've just stayed down if he wants to get out of here with that suit in tact...

Price stands up and tags in Greenfever. Greenfever waits for the Mascot to get to his feet... and then tackles him down and starts biting the costume!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!

Greenfever rips a whole chunk out of the side of the Hotdog Mascot's head! He goes back to biting him but the Mascot shoves him off and rolls to the ropes. The Mascot works his way up, but Greenfever kicks him in the stomach and executes his Dislocated Piledriver!

Zach Davis: What a move! Greenfever may be insane, but inside that ring he's as good as anyone, truth be told.

Once again Greenfever starts biting the Mascot, this time ripping off a chunk of the Mascot's face.

Shannan Lerch: Zach can you see who is under the costume!?

Zach Davis: Not quite, not quite... luckily for whoever is under it...

Price, knowing the end is near, puts out his arm for the tag. Greenfever obliges. Price comes in and starts ripping at the Mascot's open "wounds," trying to see the man underneath.

Shannan Lerch: I do hate to see my ex boyfriend be humiliated like this, but... GO JAY GO!

But like an animal cornered in a cage, the Mascot fights valiantly, freeing himself from Price before Jay gets underneath the costume enough to reveal the face. The Mascot rolls out of the ring, looking to get away from Price. Price follows him, but a little too hastily; the Mascot grabs a chair from ringside and clocks Price right in the head with it!

Zach Davis: Ahh! The Mascot getting vicious now that pushed has come to shove!

The ref calls for the bell due to disqualification.

Shannan Lerch: Well, technically Greenfever and Price win. But I don't believe Logan would hit Price with a chair just because he's jealous about our relationship!

Zach Davis: Um, Shannan... we don't KNOW that is Logan, and even so, I doubt that is the issue here.

The Mascot proceeds to hop over the guardrail and exit the arena through the crowd. Seth Lerch, ringside, is livid. Price is slowly getting up, and he's been busted open. A single line of blood runs down his face, and slowly he becomes enraged as well once he realizes The Mascot made him bleed.

Shannan Lerch: The Mascot hurt Price's balls AND made him bleed... I wouldn't want to be Logan at One, thats for sure!

We go to commercial as security escorts Greenfever to the backstage area and Seth and Price head to the back as well, angry.

Brad Kane Segment

And the opening of "Totalimmortal" begins to blare through the arena as out steps the commish of WCF, Brad Kane. He's dressed pretty casual tonight as he walks down to the ring, slapping a few hands here or there. Once he's in the ring, the music cuts off as he paces around the ring with a microphone.

Brad Kane: Good evening. I'll be taking up a few moments of your evening and I apologize but I have a few things to say.

The crowd claps for his outright honesty but he might be announcing something awesome because he does things.

Brad Kane: First of all, I've reviewed the case and the Tag Team Title match at One in a few weeks will now be a Ladder match!

Huge pop from the crowd, they love ladder matches and people diving off of high things.

Shannan Lerch: What!? That isn't what my brother wanted! He specifically said no!

Zach Davis: Well, maybe he changed his mind?

Shannan Lerch: Or maybe Brad Kane went behind my brother's back...

Brad Kane: Second of all, I'd like you all to watch the tron screen here in a moment. You see, this past week, I took my sister to WCF HQ to show her around because she was thinking of signing a contract to come and compete here. However, a few problems arose as you'll witness. So please, gaze your eyes on the screen.

The video starts to play as Brad is walking around HQ with his little sister who is pretty hot. Picture Mila Kunis and you'll get the idea of how hot. Anyways, they walk around until Seth Lerch stops their progress in the hallway.

Seth Lerch: Hey Brad, glad you decided to show up for work today. Just because you only have an on screen position doesn't mean you can skip two days without calling in. You're more worthless then Lucious Jackson used to be!

Brad shrugs it off, trying to ignore his boss. Seth then glances over at Brad's sister, eyebrows raising.

Seth Lerch: And who is this with you?

Brad Kane: Oh, right. This is my sister, Freya . She's a wrestler herself and asked about WCF the other day. Wanted to take a look around, maybe sign a contract to wrestle.

Seth nods his head, approvingly.

Seth Lerch: This might be a great idea, the best you've had yet! I mean after that fiasco with the location of XII earlier this month and everything. What do you think so far, Freya?

Freya: Doesn't look too bad. I'm on the fence.

With a nudge, Brad moves back a few feet as Seth wraps his arm around Freya, starting to become infatuated, maybe.

Seth Lerch: Let me tell you what WCF has to offer other then some of the greatest wrestling in the world. You'll have me as a boss. Everyone loves me!

Freya: From what Brad tells me, you're a tyrannical ruler sometimes but at others, you're a helpless baffoon who doesn't know how to keep control of his company long enough to take a piss.

After that was said, Seth snaps his head back, glaring daggers at his commish.

Seth Lerch: Well I wouldn't put too much stock into what Brad says, after all, he never could make up his mind about a lot of things like if he wanted to quit or cut himself. Plus, if you sign with us Freya, there is a clause for all women that they have to go out on a date with me. So if that doesn't seal this deal...

A huge, goofy grin is on his face now while Brad is leaning against the wall, trying not to laugh. Freya raises her left hand up, showing a ring.

Freya: Does this mean anything to you?

Seth blinks for a moment, thinking of his answer.

Seth Lerch: I'll pretend I didn't see that and when we go out, you'll leave whatever loser you're with for me.

Freya: I doubt that'll happen...

With another rejection, Seth's demenor becomes angry.

Seth Lerch: Well fine! Get the hell out of my office! You aren't welcome here you slut!

And a line was just crossed. Brad takes his sister by the arm and storms out.

Back in the arena, Brad is leaning against the turnbuckles with a sour look on his face.

Brad Kane: So you see, because of your owner, WCF lost one of the greatest female wrestlers in the world and might be facing a lawsuit. All because you, Seth Lerch. You see, since I can make up a few matches, I'm gonna make one right now!

The crowd cheers, wanting to see where this goes.

Brad Kane: What you did insulted my family, my sister's husband and her twin boys. Seth Lerch, the last time we had a One, we faced off in a falls count anywhere match. So its only fitting at this edition of One, we're going to be getting into this ring again!

And the crowd goes even crazier after hearing this.

Brad Kane: Oh and it gets better. You see, I know you can't wrestle your way out of a paper bag. When I faced you at the last One, I was still Reckless Jack and that whole Falls Count Anywhere played more into that style. Since I'm a different type of wrestler now, oh I don't know, lets call this the Advantage match. What I have in mind is simple. It takes the basis of a pure wrestling match and adds to it. Seth gets six rope breaks instead of the normal three. I don't get any so he can use the ropes in any way he sees fit. Seth gets to use chairs and anything else at his disposale. I don't get to use a thing. So basically, this plays into our strengths. Seth gets to use objects and the ropes to beat me while I can beat him senseless. The contract is wrote up and approved because why? YOU GAVE ME ABSOLUTE POWER YOU DUMB SON OF A BITCH!

The microphone gets tossed back to ringside as Brad smirks, heading out of the ring. He slaps a few hands while we cue to Zach and Shannan.

Zach Davis: Oh my goodness! Seth has shot himself in the foot, again!

Shannan Lerch: Look, I love my brother but how does he always manage to put himself into these types of situations.

Zach Davis: I suppose he needs to look at contracts a bit closer...

Shannan Lerch: Things are getting worse and worse around here, I swear.


Torture/Anthrax vs The Big Time Jerks

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: This match is going to be interesting none the less, two heel teams..

Shannan Lerch: Eh, it's bound to happen. No matter what though, no one likes Team of Torture. Well, I like Price.

Zach Davis: Everyone loves Price. *Rolls Eyes / Sarcasm*

Crawl by Kings of Leon nails the airwaves and Colton comes out from the curtain leading Anthrax out. Torture slowly walks out behind Anthrax with his WCF World Heavyweight Championship title draped over his shoulder. Anthrax and Colt hit the ring and taunt as Torture steps into the ring through the ropes and takes his time handing off his Championship Gold to the official on the outside. Torture steps back through the ropes and stands on the apron in the team corner. Colt hits the outside as Anthrax starts out.. the ref rings the bell.

Zach Davis: Here we go!

Shannan Lerch: Austin Adams starting against Anthrax!

Adams grabs Anthrax in a head lock and Anthrax pushes Adams to the ropes! Adams returns and gets a shoulder tackle, then an elbow drop and a two count. Anthrax is pissed so picking up Adams is the right thing to do. He throws him into the team corner and Anthrax distracts the ref.. Torture looks at Adams and just stares at him. Adams walks out of the corner and Colt looks confused. Anthrax moves the ref out of the way and Adams hits a stiff clothesline on Anthrax!

Zach Davis: Well that was .. weird!

Anthrax gets to his feet but Adams hits a few boots sending Anthrax back into the corner. Adams throws Anthrax across the ring to the other corner where Adams hits a running clothesline.. when Anthrax stumbles out, Adams hits boot to the gut and a quick DDT. Adams tags in Adam Young and he takes control. Young picks up Anthrax and throws him into the team corner. Young distracts the ref and Adams goes crazy with punches and kicks to Anthrax in the corner! Colt jumps up to the apron, as Torture just stands in his corner emotionless staring a hole right through Anthrax.

Shannan Lerch: Interesting turn of events..

Zach Davis: Do you think Torture knows something we don't?

Anthrax gets picked up by Young and thrown to the ropes and put into a sleeper, Colt jumps on the apron and the ref is distracted by Colt, and Anthrax hits a low-blow and bends forward, Young notices Anthrax stumbling around, Anthrax turns around and Young and Anthrax hit a double clothesline! Both men go down! Young is out, Anthrax is tired and out as well! Colt starts slapping the apron to come make the tag. Torture just stands in the corner. The ref counts the cliche' ten count.

Zach Davis: Tag Team Titles on the line! Anthrax trying hard!

Shannan Lerch: Big Time Jerks are not ones to mess with! Have the titles for a reason!

Zach Davis: Young is up first.. kinda..

Young gets to one bended knee and grabs Anthrax by the leg. Anthrax gets out of the hold turns around and ducks Youngs clothesline and Anthrax shoots over to Adams and punches him off the apron! Adams lands on the mats! Anthrax turns around and leaps into a flying clothesline against Young! Anthrax goes down but begins crawling over to Torture. Colton smiles as it looks as if TOT may have some Tag Team Championship titles! Anthrax stands up for the tag but notices Torture got off the apron and took a few steps back. The crowd is intrigued by this now, and Anthrax begins to question what the hell is really going on? Torture just stands there not showing any emotion and actually, Torture is looking down at the apron now. Colt begins to ask what is going on as well. Adams gets into the ring and shoves Anthrax into the ropes chest first and then rolls him up! The ref counts!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams picks up the win over Anthrax!

Shannan Lerch: What just happened!?

Young slides in with the Tag Team title just as Anthrax pops up and Young nails Anthrax over the head with the Tag Team title! Anthrax goes down again as Colt slides into the ring and Adams and Young leave the ring side going up the ramp to Powerman 5000. They celebrate to the boos from the 'hillbillies'. Torture steps into the ring slowly and Anthrax gets helped up by Colt. Anthrax yells out something to Torture and as Big Time Jerks leave the arena the crowds attention is now what's going on in the ring. Torture just stands there as Anthrax begins motioning to his head and pointing at Torture. Colt tries to keep Anthrax back and Torture slowly brushes Anthrax finger out of his chest. Anthrax begins to get in the face of Torture and the crowd stands up. Anthrax is obviously pissed.

Zach Davis: Uh oh. You don't want to cross the boss!

Shannan Lerch: Anthrax speaking his mind, I assume.

Torture begins moving his mouth but the words are unheard. Torture is talking very calmly and Anthrax wants none of it. Anthrax turns his back to Torture and The Tort begins to get a bit more heated. Torture demands Anthrax to turn back around and face him. Anthrax starts to walk away and Torture yells to turn back around. Colt is trying to keep both men calm. Torture snaps and grabs Anthrax by the neck and locks him into the first half of the Tortures Device! The crowd on their feet completely intrigued now. Colt is yelling at Torture to let go.. Torture grits his teeth as Anthrax can't get out of it, the rest of Team of Torture come running down the ramp, Price, Mikami, Daniels and Seth Lerch get to the bottom of the ramp as Torture spins and hits the Tortures Device! The crowd raises their arms as if to say "WTF?". Torture stands back up and Seth stands at the ropes on the apron and is confused. Price slides in and checks on Anthrax's condition, Colt is now bending down as well with Anthrax, Mikami and Daniels are just standing in the middle.. finally Price stands up and raises his arms to Torture. The crowd begins to go crazy for Price but then their attention is turned..

Zach Davis: Look who it is!

Shannan Lerch: Slickie T is on the ramp!

Slickie T begins to clap slowly and smile at the 'destruction' of Team of Torture. The rest of the team begin to argue with themselves but Torture is dead locked on Slickie T. They're staring each other down. Seth Lerch just leans up against the ropes in a confused, frustrated look.. Torture doesn't move and his face is disgusted as to what Slickie has done the last six weeks. Slickie smiles as the WCF Logo appears on the bottom corner of the screen.

Zach Davis: Wow! Slickie is taking down Team of Torture all by himself!

Shannan Lerch: What is going on with Team of Torture now?

Zach Davis: Join us next week! Last Slam before One! We're out of time-

End of show. Slam fades to black.