Anthrax Segment
Slam Intro
Ryan Daniels vs Alex Jones
Seth Lerch/Brad Kane Segment
Mikami vs Prince Jimmy Dean
Seth Lerch/Jay Price Segment
Hardcore Title: Anthrax vs Greenfever
Coming Back... One More Time
Television Title: Anastasia Petrova vs Jay Price
Ace Slaughter Segment
Ace Slaughter vs Jack Cash
Slickie T/Hector Rodriguez vs The New Confederacy
Torture Segment

Anthrax Segment

Before the fireworks and theme song, before the announcers even make note of tonight's WCF Monday Night Slam, Anthrax is shown in front of the television screen. Anthrax wearing a suit with a matching tie and his hair slicked back begins to speak somewhere backstage live on air. The crowd starts to boo.

Anthrax: Dear Wrestling Championship Federation fans. Last week I completely lost my cool and my desire to assist the Team of Torture in the long term goal of running WCF as it should be ran. My actions last week were uncalled for. I apologize for the way I acted in the ring during our tag team match and the way i reacted after the match. Slickie T discussed current events with me and he was inside my head and threw me off the game, which in turn threw Torture off his game. The Tortures Device that I received after the match last week on Slam is justifiable as I was out of place on all accounts.

Crowd boo's even harder.

Anthrax: Now tonight Seth Lerch has given me a Hardcore Title match against the very dangerous Greenfever. What seems to be punishment is a chance and a great opportunity for me to cash in on the spectacular talent I have and showcase it for WCF as I showcase my proud allegiance to the Team of Torture. Thank you very much for the time.

Anthrax turns as the camera pans out and we notice Seth Lerch off to the side. Seth nods..

Seth Lerch: Well done. Now get the hell out of my sight.

The camera fades out and fades back into the live crowd in the arena.

Slam Intro

Kids by MGMT hits and the crowd from the Thomas and Mack Center in Las Vegas, Nevada is on their feet! They cheer as the pyro explodes and we go to Zach and Shannan.

Zach Davis: Fans, welcome to Slam! This is the very last show before our Hall of Fame/Of The Year Awards Ceremony next week on the 13th, and from there, on to the big one.

Shannan Lerch: The big "One" indeed, Zach!

Zach Davis: In our opening match, we have Ryan Daniels facing Alex Jones. We'll be honest: Daniels has been in a bit of a slump lately.

Shannan Lerch: Maybe he needs a Slumpbuster Energy Drink.

Zach Davis: Erm.. no. Anyway, Daniels has been in a slump. He's up against an associate of the Big Time Jerks, one of the teams he'll be facing at One. This is an important match for him.

Shannan Lerch: And don't forget, Jones has Chris Avery gunning for him as well.

Zach Davis: Daniels' partner, the ever-violent Mikami, is up against the one and only Prince Jimmy Dean in a ladder match. A warmup for One.

Shannan Lerch: Remember, Seth didn't want the Tag Titles match to be a ladder match. Brad Kane went behind his back and made it that way.

Zach Davis: Though if anyone can excel in a ladder match setting, it IS Mikami. Though he'll have to match wits with Johnny Reb in that regard.

Shannan Lerch: We'll just see if he can get past Jimmy Dean first!

Zach Davis: Erm.. yeah. We have a Hardcore Title match, which you heard Anthrax speak about earlier.. he's up against Greenfever, I suppose this is a bit of a punishment. For what, exactly, I don't really know, but Anthrax wants to prove himself to the ToT so here we are.

Shannan Lerch: We also have my boyfriend Jay Price in a Television Title match against that hussy slut Anastasia Petrova!

Zach Davis: Oh, come on Shannan. Jealous, are you?

Shannan Lerch: Well he DID like her a little while ago.. erm.. anyway, no. I'm confident. Anyway.

Zach Davis: Huge matchup between Ace Slaughter and Jack Cash. These two men will compete for Kevin Hardaway's United States Title at One, and Hardaway himself is the special guest ref tonight. That'll be interesting.

Shannan Lerch: Wonder if he'll call it down the middle? We'll see.

Zach Davis: And, finally, in our main event, Slickie T and Hector Rodriguez are teaming up once more to face the newly formed team of the New Confederacy.

Shannan Lerch: Well, Henry and Reb have been teaming for a while now, but its official. They have a tag team name and everything. Guess the Superfans couldn't complain about them being thrown together now!

Zach Davis: Indeed, Shannan. Indeed. You know, I just realized that we talked about the matches in reverse order from what we usually do! We usually go from the main event to the opener, but tonight we did it backwards.

Shannan Lerch: Oops. Let's just get to the show then!

Ryan Daniels vs Alex Jones

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

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

"WE MUST SURVIVE!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zach Davis: Here comes Ryan Daniels. He'll be face to face with his opponent's associates, the Big Time Jerks, in two weeks at One.

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

Shannan Lerch: Those weapons won't be legal tonight, but they sure are intimidating.

Jones enters the ring, and the bell sounds. Jones goes right on the attack, tackling Daniels down and hitting him with lefts and rights. Eventually Jones rolls off and both men get to their feet. Jones throws Daniels to the ropes and then hits a Drop Toehold!

Zach Davis: Normally that would be onto a chair, ala Raven, but like we said earlier, weapons aren't legal tonight.

Daniels rolls over. Jones runs to the ropes, and as he's coming back prepares to do the Five Knuckle Shuffle. The crowd is on their feet as he brushes his shoulders off..

Shannan Lerch: No! Daniels rolls away from the move at the last moment!

Jones hits the mat. Daniels is up and and snaps off the Angel's Pain Superkick, but Jones ducks it and kicks him in the gut before hitting a DDT!

Zach Davis: Close call! If Daniels would've hit the Angel's Pain the match actually might have been over.

Jones climbs to the top rope. He taunts the crowd, who boo, and then flies off...

Shannan Lerch: AR15!

Indeed, Jones flies off, going for his patented elbow drop!, but Daniels rolls out of the way once more! Again Jones stumbles to his feet, as does Daniels, and Daniels lifts Jones up for a Suplex. But Jones shifts his bodyweight, landing behind Daniels, and spins him around.. kick to the gut.. BAM! Huge Powerbomb!

Zach Davis: Not many men can hit the flying moves like Jones does AND the power moves that he does, Shannan.

Jones has had enough. He climbs to the top once more, this time not taking the time to taunt the crowd. He flies off the top..

Shannan Lerch: Drive By!

Jones hits the Corkscrew Plancha! He pins Daniels.

One!

Two!

Three!

Zach Davis: Alex Jones gets the win!

Bow Down by Westside Connection hits, and Jones gets to his feet, smiling.

Shannan Lerch: Great match by-

BUT NO! CHRIS AVERY IS IN THE RING! Avery grabbed a chair out of Jones' trash can full of weapons and wacks Alex Jones right in the head with it! Jones goes down!

Zach Davis: CHRIS AVERY IS IN THE HOUSE!

The fans are on their feet as Avery is pumped up, he picks Jones up and hits the True-Spin!

Shannan Lerch: He sure is, Zach, and he's making a point!

Avery bends down and talks trash as Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolf plays now.

Zach Davis: Well, Alex Jones was part of the Big Time Jerks putting Avery's best friend, Tank Reaper, out of the wrestling business. I'd be mad too!

Shannan Lerch: And they'll be one on one at One!

Avery raises his arms in the air to a big pop before leaving the ring and heading to the back.

Seth Lerch/Brad Kane Segment

The scene opens up outside Commissioner Brad Kane's door to his office, and the crowd cheers. We zoom out, and see Seth Lerch standing there. The cheering quickly becomes booing.

Zach Davis: Uh oh. This is going to be quite the confrontation.

Shannan Lerch: Kane has booked he and Seth in a One rematch.. and I know for a fact Seth isn't happy about it.

Seth knocks, somewhat angrily, on the door. Brad Kane's voice answers.

Brad Kane: Come in!

Seth opens the door and enters the office. Kane is sitting at his desk, neither surprised nor scared to see Seth enter.

Seth Lerch: What.. the hell.. happened last week?

Brad Kane: Well Seth,-

Seth Lerch: You know what? Don't even bother. I know EXACTLY what happened. You pretended to be on my side so that I'd give you the job, you even played along for a few weeks, but you never really were!

Brad Kane: Bingo.

Seth Lerch: The whole Freya thing? That was just your excuse to turn on me!

Brad Kane: That is where you're wrong, Seth. That really DID piss me off. I would've been content to run WCF how I saw fit, whether you liked it or not. But no, you disrespected me and my sister. And that is why I made the match.

Seth Lerch: Well, Brad, you've forgotten something. You're not the only one with power around here. You may be able to make the matches, but I can add stipulations or whatever I see fit. So Brad? Know what? If I beat you at One.. which I will, thanks to your dumb little "Advantage match" idea.. I GET A DATE WITH FREYA!

Brad Kane: Seth there is no way-

Seth Lerch: Too late, Brad! Too late! I already had the paper's drawn up!

Brad Kane: Well... I had a suspicion you'd do something like this. And, actually, I've had my own little stipulation added to the match, myself.

Seth Lerch: ...what?

Brad Kane: Well Seth, if I beat YOU... you still get a date.

Seth Lerch: ...?

Brad Kane: ...with the Hotdog Mascot.

Seth Lerch: WHAT?! YOU CAN'T DO THAT! THAT IS RIDICULOUS! THERE IS NO WAY-

Brad Kane: Too late, Seth! Too late!

Seth Lerch: You son of a bitch. Brad Kane, you son of a bitch. It doesn't even matter, because at One, I'm going to right the wrongs of the past and I'm going to beat you. You'll see.

Seth storms out of the office while Brad smirks and leans back in his chair.

Mikami vs Prince Jimmy Dean
Ladder Match

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.

Zach Davis: Here comes Masaya Mikami.

Shannan Lerch: He got robbed in his match with Johnny Reb last week.. but I'm quite sure he won't be letting that happen two weeks from now at One.

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

Zach Davis: And here is Prince Jimmy Dean. At One, he has been entered in a four way match with Petrova, D-Day, and Anthrax.

Shannan Lerch: Lets see how he fares against Mikami tonight!

The bell sounds. Dean runs at Mikami but Mikami meets him with a stiff kick to the gut. Mikami hits a few forearms to Dean's head, throws him to the ropes and then hits him with a big Roundhouse Kick! The crowd begins to boo.

Zach Davis: Not how Jimmy Dean wanted this match to start!

Mikami goes to the top now, and quickly flies off with a Moonsault.

One!

Two!

No, Mikami pulls Dean up by his hair, breaking the pin himself.

Shannan Lerch: Mikami doesn't want this match to end yet! A ladder hasn't even been involved yet!

Zach Davis: One, I think Dean was about ready to kick out, anyway. Two, it should be noted that in this match, ladders and ONLY ladders are legal, but it is still decided via pinfall/submission. You can't use chairs or anything, still.

Mikami tosses Dean out of the ring and then exits it himself. He starts looking under it and, sure enough, pulls out a ladder. Dean has stumbled to his feet, and BAM! Mikami hits him with it, busting him open.

Shannan Lerch: Blood? That was fast!

Mikami then slides the ladder into the ring, picks Dean up and slides him in as well. Mikami reenters as well. He sets up the ladder in the center of the ring and climbs up a few rungs, and then turns around, facing Jimmy Dean. Mikami jumps off, going for an Axe Handle Smash, but Jimmy Dean catches him and hits him with an Inverted Atomic Drop!

Zach Davis: OOF!

Shannan Lerch: Jimmy Dean with his first offensive move of the night!

The crowd pops huge! Mikami holds his groin area and Dean kicks Mikami in the stomach and Powerbombs him to the mat!

Zach Davis: Can Jimmy capitalize!?

Jimmy Dean pins Mikami!

One!

Two!

No! Mikami gets the shoulder up.

Shannan Lerch: Nope, Zach! No one pins Mikami that easily!

Cursing, Dean picks Mikami up. He kicks him and goes for the Sausage Slammer!, but Mikami pushes him off, and as Dean turns around Mikami hits a Diamond Cutter!

Zach Davis: Ah! Damn.

Shaking off the cobwebs, Mikami kicks at Dean a few times. He then begins climbing the ladder once more.

Shannan Lerch: Uh oh. Going high risk here, and he might be ready to put Dean away.

Mikami reaches the top... and flies off with a huge Frogsplash! The crowd is on their feet as Mikami lands, pinning Dean!

One!

Two!

Three!

Zach Davis: That's it, Shannan. Mikami got the win.

Shannan Lerch: And we've found out that he has no qualms about risking his body by flying off a ladder. Take notes, New Confederacy and Big Time Jerks!

Mikami stands up, getting his arm raised. He exits the ring, heading to the back.

Zach Davis: And just think, Shannan, at One, it could be the Hammer of Justice he hits off that ladder.

Shannan Lerch: We may very well have new Tag Team Champions in two weeks, Zach.

Seth Lerch/Jay Price Segment

Seth is storming around backstage, mumbling to himself.

Seth Lerch: Friggin Brad Kane.. ugh..

Seth runs into Jay Price, who is stretching, preparing for his match against Petrova.

Seth Lerch: Hey, Jay. Hows it going?

Jay Price: Not bad. What's up?

Seth Lerch: Well, that Brad Kane asshole added some stipulation to our match that if he beats me, I have to go on a date with the Hotdog Mascot.

Jay Price: HAHAHA! I mean.. sorry Seth.

Seth just glares.

Seth Lerch: But it doesn't matter. Because we all know the Hotdog Mascot is Logan, and after One you're going to retire that piece of shit once and for all anyway. I'll make sure of that.

Price stops stretching and stands up, staring Seth in the eyes.

Jay Price: What do you mean...."I'll make sure of that"?

Seth Lerch: Yeah. I've been thinking, and it isn't too early to talk strategy for the match. Here's what we'll do. You'll "accidentally" knock out the ref, which, of course, means that I'll be able to interfere. I'll come out with a chair-

Jay Price: Okay I'm gonna go ahead and tell you right now that there's no way in hell that is going to happen.

Seth's face looks incredulous.

Seth Lerch: What?! Jay, first of all, remember who the leaders of the Team of Torture are. Me and Torture, not you. This is what we're going to do.

Jay Price: Seth this is my match and things are going to happen my way. There isn't going to be any shenanigans by you or Torture or anyone else from the ToT. I'm going to retire that piece of shit by myself and I'm going to do it cleanly so I can shut up the ingrates that show up each night to cheer for him.

Seth Lerch: The Team of Torture can't afford this! I can't afford this! I need Logan GONE, Jay. There is NO WAY I'm going on a date with the Hotdog Mascot!

Jay Price: Seth you need to realize something. You might run this company and co-lead this group with Torture, but no one..and I mean no one, is going to fuck this up for me.

Jay walks off, leaving Seth even more pissed off than before.


Anthrax vs Greenfever

Zach Davis: Time for our Hardcore Title match.

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

Shannan Lerch: Anthrax is no slouch Zach. I feel like he might be in his element here.

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.

Zach Davis: However... Greenfever brings a whole new meaning to insane.

The bell sounds. Greenfever and Anthrax meet in the middle of the ring, trading blows. Greenfever quickly gets the advantage and throws Anthrax to the ropes before Clotheslining him back down. He then picks Anthrax up and Chokeslams him back down to the mat.

Shannan Lerch: Egh. Not how Anthrax wanted this match to start.

Greenfever slides out of the ring and grabs a chair from ringside. He slides back inside and waits for Anthrax to get up.

Zach Davis: Uh oh.. chair shots from Greenfever.. this is gonna be vicious...

Indeed, Greenfever swings with the chair, full force, and hits Anthrax right in the head. BAM! Anthrax goes back down. He holds his head in pain.

Shannan Lerch: Well, we know the Team of Torture wanted to knock some sense into him, but this is ridiculous! Haha!

Zach Davis: ...

BAM. BAM. BAM. Greenfever keeps whacking Anthrax with the chair. Anthrax yells in pain and even the ref is flinching. Greenfever tosses the chair to the mat and then picks Anthrax up onto his shoulders.. and hits the Electric Powerbomb onto the chair!

Shannan Lerch: OOF!

Greenfever then rolls back out of the ring and grabs a kendo stick from under the ring. He slides back in as Anthrax stumbled to his feet, barely conscious.

Zach Davis: What now..

Greenfever hits Anthrax right in the head with the kendo stick! It makes a snapping sound as it connects, right where Anthrax is already bleeding....

Shannan Lerch: But Anthrax doesn't go down!!

Indeed, Anthrax is still up! And the blood seems to be energizing him! He tells Greenfever to hit him again! Greenfever does, and Anthrax is still screaming as blood is running down his face!

Zach Davis: I think the crowd is actually getting on Anthrax's side here! Look at him! He got his ass kicked this whole time but he won't fall down!

Greenfever takes another big swing, but Anthrax ducks it! He then goes for a huge Clothesline, but Greenfever ducks that and then uses the kendo stick to hit a White Russian Legsweep. The crowd boos as Anthrax is taken back down to the mat.

Shannan Lerch: Anthrax IS down but he showed a lot of courage there!

Greenfever then locks Anthrax in the Move That You Fear!

Zach Davis: This has to be it Shannan...

Indeed it is. Anthrax is forced to tap out.

Shannan Lerch: Well, hopefully Anthrax has learned his lesson about going against the Team of Torture.

Zach Davis: What lesson? Come on Shannan...

Instead of Run Rabbit Run, King for a Day by Green Day hits. Suddenly, the Hot Dog Mascot comes out from the back. He tosses hot dogs to the fans as he makes his way down to the ringside area. Greenfever stands up in the ring, looking at him and glaring.

Shannan Lerch: Oh Christ. What is this?

Right as he gets around to the side with the announcers table he turns and meets eye-to-eye with Greenfever at the other corner. They both stand there looking at each other for a few seconds when the Hot Dog Mascot points at Greenfever and the crowd pops.

Zach Davis: We all saw Greenfever maul the Mascot last week.. I guess the Mascot found a new suit and wants revenge.

Shannan Lerch: You mean Logan.

Zach Davis: Those rumors are, so far, unconfirmed.

HDM runs across ringside at Greenfever and just bounces off of him, falling to the ground. The crowd laughs, even Greenfever chuckles a little. HDM stands back up and stares at Greenfever for a few seconds. The awkward silence causes Greenfever to scowl at HDM and the silence is broken when the HDM costume rips in half and out steps Hector Rodriguez. The crowd goes crazy as Greenfever's eyes grow wide.

Shannan Lerch: UH OH!

Before he can react, Hector nails Greenfever with a huge Clothesline From Hell! Hector picks him up and looks around at the crowd and points with his other hand towards one of the announcer's tables. The crowd cheers in approval and Hector walks over and rolls Greenfever on top of it. He punches Greenfever a few times to make him stay down. Hector runs over to the ring, slides in, climbs to the top turnbuckle and signals for the Toluca Drop.

Zach Davis: Oh my God!

Hector leaps off the top turnbuckle and lands on Greenfever causing him to be put through the table!

Shannan Lerch: Hector Rodriguez isn't playing around anymore, Zach!

Chants of "Hector" start rising up from the crowd as he stands up and looks around at the crowd. He finally looks back down at Greenfever for a few seconds before finally walking around the ring and back up to the backstage area.

Zach Davis: I wouldn't have expected an attack like that from Hector, and neither would Greenfever!

Shannan Lerch: Two weeks away from their Hardcore Title match and Hector Rodriguez just took this feud up a notch! I guess he borrowed the costume from his buddy Logan!

Zach Davis: That WOULD make a lot of sense Shannan...

Coming Back... One More Time

The arena goes black. We hear a muffled voice. Blue words appear on the big WCF screen, narrating what is being spoken.

Why do I keep doing this?

Ah, he probably thinks the same thing each and every Monday night.

But the timing is right. One is right around the corner, and I'm feeling it. I've been getting that itch again.

No, not THAT itch.

The wrestling itch.

The itch that means, at One, I'll be back. I never could stay away.

But neither could he.

The screen fades to black as the crowd begins to murmur amongst itself.

Zach Davis: What.. what was that?

Shannan Lerch: I have a few ideas.. but I think we'll find out at One, Zach.

Zach Davis: Oh boy.


Anastasia Petrova vs Jay Price

Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WCF Television Championship. Introducing first the challenger.

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..... Anastasia Petrova.

Huge pop from the crowd, especially from the male portion, as Anastasia turns to each side of the ring, waving and blowing kisses

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

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

Kyle Steel: And introducing the champion. From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania..... Jay Price.

But Price doesn't appear from under the sparks.

Zach Davis: Where is he? Shannan do you know something we don't know?

Shannan Lerch: No he's here in the arena. I saw him earlier before we went on the air.

Zach Davis: Well where the hell is he?

Price's music cuts and the lights in the arena all come back on as Kyle Steel and Anastasia look around the arena trying to figure out what's going on. The crowd begins to murmur amongst themselves, trying to figure out what's going on.

Jay Price: Relax people I'm here.

Zach Davis: What the hell? Where did that come from?

Shannan Lerch: Look up there at the jumbotron.

Up on the big screen Price's face is shown and the entire crowd begins booing at the sight of him.

Jay Price: Yeah, yeah, yeah I get it. You people don't like me. But honestly do you think I give one flying fuck what you think. No, the only things I care about are my title and my career.

Zach Davis: What about you Shannan?

Shannan Lerch: He cares about me too, but we both agreed that his career will always come first.

Jay Price: Now tonight I'm defending my title again which is no big deal. The fact that it's against the person I beat to win the title, well it's interesting but still no big deal. The big deal is the title defense that I have after tonight. That's right I'm talking about One. And if I'm talking about One, then you know that I'm talking about Logan.

Big pop at the mention of Logan.

Jay Price: That's right, Logan. The man that decided to take the bitches way out of our match last week. What you think I'm dumb enough to believe that someone just happened to take you out before our match? You must think I'm as dumb as the people that chant your name.

The crowds cheers turn to boos as Price smirks at the sound.

Jay Price: Logan I always thought you were a two bit hack way past your prime, but last week you proved that you're also something else. A damn pussy. Week after week I mock you and your pathetic career. I cost you the US Title, the one thing that you held close to your heart. And then to top it all off I went and stole the one and only love of your life away. And what have you done to stop me? Not a damn thing. You've done nothing but let me go on with everything I've done out of fear and for that I'll congratulate you. That's right I congratulate you for finally using that pea sized brain of yours. Unfortunately though at One, there will be no running off and hiding. There will be no pulling some bitch move and avoiding the match. You and I will face off in this ring and I will beat you down and end your career. And then, just to put the cherry on top of the cake, I'm going to do the one thing you never could do. I'm gonna take your ex-girlfriend home and show her how a real man does things.

Price smirks into the camera as the feed cuts and the screen goes black.

Zach Davis: Chilling words from the champion, but what about our match tonight? Is it sti...

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

Kyle Steel: And introducing the champion. From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania..... Jay Price.

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. The referee stands in the center of the ring and holds the belt high above his head for the crowd to see before turning to both wrestlers and showing them what this match is for. The referee walks over to the ropes and hands off the belt to another WCF employee at ring side. The ref steps back and signals for the bell.

Zach Davis: And this match is underway. Anastasia, the challenger, looks to reclaim her TV Title from Price finally. On the other side you have the champion Jay Price.

Shannan Lerch: And what a champion he has been. Let's not forget that as of December 1st, Price became the longest reigning Television Champion in the history of WCF, surpassing JJ Biggs impressive record.

Price stays in his corner with his hands up on the ropes smirking at Petrova as she motions for him to come out to center ring.

Zach Davis: And apparently Price isn't looking to impressed by the former champ.

Petrova walks over to Price and gets in his face, yelling at him to take her seriously and wrestle. Price just turns his head and laughs.

Zach Davis: Just absolute disrespect. You ha..

Petrova pulls her hand back and unloads with a slap across the face of Price. Price grabs the side of his head and turns with a surprised look on his face.

Shannan Lerch: That bitch.

Petrova looks rather proud with herself and goes to do it again but Price grabs her wrist.

Zach Davis: Uh oh.

Price drags Petrova out to the center of the ring by her arm...and pulls her in for a short arm clothesline that takes her to the mat.

Zach Davis: Oh come on that wasn't right at all.

Shannan Lerch: What are you talking about? This is a wrestling match.

Zach Davis: I know...but no one wants to see that pretty face get wrecked.

Price reaches down and grabs hold of Petrova, lifting her up to her feet. Petrova is able to remain standing but is obviously dazed after the vicious clothesline as she is slightly wobbling. Price steps back and motions to the crowd, almost as if to say "Are you serious?" and then runs in for another clothesline...but Petrova ducks out of the way. Price stops himself and turns around...but is met with a Rasputin out of nowhere.

Zach Davis: The Rasputin out of nowhere! And Petrova is going for the pin!

Referee: One...Two..Thr

And Price kicks out before the three count, sending Petrova off of him as he gets to his feet.

Zach Davis: So close to a win and a new champion.

Price gets back to his feet and the smirk on his face is gone as he realizes how close he was to a loss. Petrova moves in to lock up and Price obliges, quickly using his size to put her in a headlock. Petrova tries to break out of the hold by throwing elbows but it's to no effect. Price backs up to the ropes and bounces off before running and hitting a bulldog on Petrova.

Zach Davis: NO! Not the face!

Shannan Lerch: Zach you need to get over her. I swear you have no chance.

Price reaches down and grabs hold of Petrova, lifting her up to her feet before whipping her into the ropes. Petrova bounces off of them and comes back at Price who takes her down with an arm drag. Price holds on to the arm and uses it to drag her to her feet. Petrova tries to battle back with an elbow to the head and follows it up with a shot to the stomach. Price lets go and Petrova whips him into the ropes. Price comes back and Petrova attempts a clothesline but Price ducks it. Petrova turns around and is Price hits her with a picture perfect standing dropkick.

Shannan Lerch: My god that move is a thing of beauty. Easily the best dropkick in the business.

Zach Davis: Eh..I still give it to Bob Holly.

Price covers Petrova for the quick pin.

Referee: One...Tw

And Petrova kicks out before the two count. Price rolls off and pounds the mat in frustration, yelling at the referee. He gets back to his feet and grabs Petrova...who proceeds to headbutt him. Price backs up only to be pulled in and hit with a second headbutt. Price turns his back and clutches his head. Petrova grabs his shoulder and spins him around.

Zach Davis: She's going for the Rasputin.

Petrova jumps up and grabs Price's head...but he throws her off. Petrova lands on her feet and turns around. Price runs at her looking to hit a boot to the head...but Petrova ducks it and hits a drop toe hold that sends Price into the bottom rope. Petrova looks at Price on the ropes, then around at the cheering crowd, and runs to the ropes on the other side of the ring.

Zach Davis: Time for a 619!

Petrova runs at the ropes where Price is at, swings through them....and Price grabs hold of her.

Zach Davis: Uh oh.

Price gets up and steps back with Petrova still in his arms. He lifts her up in the air....and brings her down back first into his knee. He grins and lifts her up into the air again.

Zach Davis: Oh come on this is too much.

Price walks her over to the corner and places her in an upside down tree of woe, her legs wrapped over the top ropes. He walks off to the center of the ring, soaking in the boos.

Shannan Lerch: Jay....what are you doing?

Price looks over at Petrova and mouths the words "I'm sorry" and then runs at her with a dropkick to the face. Petrova crumples to the mat and Price drags her by the arm out to the center of the ring. Price gets on her back and applies the Lockdown.

Zach Davis: This is just sickening. I'm beyond words at this point.

Price locks it in on Petrova. She fights and fights, not wanting to give up.

Shannan Lerch: Tap out! Tap out you hussy!

Zach Davis: Come on Anastasia! You can get out of it!

Petrova crawls towards the ropes.. slowly.. Price keeps the move locked in tight..

Shannan Lerch: Is she gonna make it?

YES! Yes, Petrova makes it to the ropes! The crowd pops!

Zach Davis: PETROVA'S STILL ALIVE!

But Jay Price doesn't let go of the hold! Petrova screams in pain!

Shannan Lerch: Alright Jay.. knock it off, you can win this, let her go.

The ref begins counting.

One!

Two!

Three..

Four..

Zach Davis: Jay Price needs to let go of this damn hold!

Five.

Shannan Lerch: JAY! What are you doing!?

The ref calls for the bell.

Zach Davis: Well... looks like Jay Price just went and got himself disqualified. Anastasia Petrova wins! Though I hate to see that it happened like this...

Price lets go of the hold, then stands up and grabs his Title... He turns towards the entryway... where Brad Kane is standing.

Shannan Lerch: Hm? What is Kane doing out here?

Brad Kane: Jay Price... what the hell was that!?

The crowd cheers Kane.

Brad Kane: You went and got yourself disqualified, why? To hold onto your belt? Because you were mad Anastasia wouldn't tap out? Well, Price, I have bad news for you. While Seth was busy not enforcing the rules and not making you defend your belt, I updated the Television Title rules a little bit... and guess what? THE TITLE CHANGES HANDS ON A DISQUALIFICATION!

Jay Price's jaw drops, and the crowd roars with a huge pop.

Brad Kane: So ladies and gentlemen, we have a NNEWW Television Champion.. ANASTASIA PETROVA!!

Jay Price curses, turning to the referee and yelling at him. The referee shrugs and quickly gets out of the ring. He refuses to give the Television Title up, and he's about to exit the ring with it.

Shannan Lerch: This is bullshit!

Zach Davis: I don't feel bad for Jay at all, Shannan! He deserves this! I'm not surprising he's refusing to give up the Television Title, though.

And suddenly, a man jumps over the barrier and slides into the ring.

Shannan Lerch: OH NO.

Zach Davis: It's him! It's Logan! He's here!

THE CROWD POPS HUGE! Price hears the cheers and turns around in confusion...and is met with the Impact Style!

Shannan Lerch: LOGAN YOU'RE RUINING EVERYTHING!

Price bounces off of the ropes and Logan locks in the sleeper hold... before nailing him with The Connector! The crowd is on their feet!

Zach Davis: Looks like Logan finally got tired of Price's antics!

Logan gets back to his feet and grabs the Television Title off of the mat, and hands it to Anastasia Petrova, who is outside the ring now holding her back. She nods to him in thanks.

Shannan Lerch: WAY TO GO LOGAN! You just ruined your shot at that belt!

Zach Davis: I don't think Logan cares very much about Titles, Shannan. I'm not too sure what his motivation here in WCF but I know he has his sights set on Jay Price.

Logan hops out of the ring and heads up the ramp backwards, watching as Price finally comes to and realizes what happens. Price lifts himself up using the ropes and stares down Logan up on the stage before dropping back to his knees, holding his neck in pain.

Shannan Lerch: I don't believe that right before One we have a Title change here tonight.. ugh!

Zach Davis: Shannan, Logan vs Jay Price just got a WHOLE lot more personal. I didn't think that was even possible.

Price slides out of the ring and heads to the back, looking more pissed than ever.

Ace Slaughter Segment

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

Hank Brown: At this moment, I have standing next to me, is "Superstar" Ace Slaughter.

Slaughter is standing, barely. His mask is torn, on the right top side and along part of the middle of his left cheek.

Zach Davis: Whoa!! What happened to Ace Slaughter and his friends?!?

Ace has bruises across some of his upper body. Melissa is NOT wearing her cheerleading outfit. Melissa is wearing a a black skirt, that has black frilly lace, on the bottom of the skirt. She is wearing black and white striped leggings. She is wearing a very ripped black blouse and black laced gloves. Her black hair is cut very short. Her make-up is smeared. She is wearing a very small black "top hat" at an angle, on her right side, of her head. Camera-Dude does not have his camera. He is wearing what you would consider normal clothing. A white t-shirt and blue jeans, with black high-top Lugz.

Hank Brown: Ace Slaughter, I can't help but noticed how you and your two friends look. Can you, please, tell us what happened.

Ace Slaughter: As you can see, the difference in all of us. Melissa is dressed differently. Camera-Dude doesn't have his camera. In fact, from this day forward, his name is Keith. So, to answer your question, Hank... It was a few days ago. We were at a gas station....

Shannan Lerch: Look at Melissa, she is starting to shake.

Zach Davis: I'm noticing that!

Ace Slaughter: ....while, we were pumping gas, a black van pulls up and four, maybe five men came out, with rifles in their hands. The masked men took us three and woman, at the next gas pump....

Shannan Lerch: Melissa is looking real bad!!

Zach Davis: She is shaking real bad!!!

Ace Slaughter: .....they ended up taping our mouths and putting black hoods over our faces and took us to a unknown location. The rest, I cannot reveal, because I do not want to relive the horrific hell we ALL went through!!!

Melissa: SHRIE-IE-IE-IEK!

By that time, Melissa gives out a horrific shriek!!! Some, of the children, in the crowd, are holding their ears.

Zach Davis: Oh my God!!!

Shannan Lerch: Oh my god, is right!!! That shriek can shatter glass. In fact, she looks like the dead!!! And Keith looks like an angry man!!!

Hank Brown: I hate to ask, but what about the match, tonight. You are scheduled to face, one of your opponents, at ONE, tonight.... Jack Cash. And the special guest referee is... The United States Champion, Kevin Hardaway!!!

Ace Slaughter: Yes, despite it all, I still have to wrestle. At One, I have to face the "Creepy little bastard" Jack Cash and the US Champion, Kevin Hardaway. But, tonight I face you....Jack Cash. I might have gotten hurt in a out of the ring situation. But, I will move on!! I HAVE to move on!!

The crowd roars with cheers....

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

Ace Slaughter: That will NOT keep me from winning tonight's match!! Let me repeat that. What ever happened to me, a few days ago, IT WILL NOT KEEP ME FROM KICKING YOUR ASS!!! This match is very... VERY important to me and it is a lead into the pay per view- ONE!! And I, Ace Slaughter, as God and these PEOPLE....

The Thomas and Mack Center explodes with cheers!

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

Ace Slaughter:... I WILL defeat Jack Cash!! And Kevin Hardaway, if you think for one little insy-bitsy second, that I have forgotten you.... THINK AGAIN, CHAMP!!! If you lay one little finger, just one little finger on me tonight, I swear.. I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL MAKE YOU SUFFER FOR EVEN THINKING ABOUT TOUCHING ME!!! So, play "referee" and call the match down the middle, fairly and you and I... won't have any problems. So, Jack Cash, you get ready for a little taste of what you are gonna get at ONE!!! Because, if you like me or you don't like me, EVERYBODY better get ready to respect me... DAMN IT and Jack Cash....... LET'S GET READY TO DANCE!!!

The crowd cheers as Ace Slaughter, Melissa, and Keith leaves the backstage area.

Hank Brown: Zach and Shannan, back to you.

Shannan Lerch: I cannot believe what happened to Ace and his friends.

Zach Davis: I agree. Sometimes, folks, things happen outside the ring, that we cannot control. Ir's a shame. But, like Slaughter said things have to move on.

Ace Slaughter vs Jack Cash
Special Guest Referee: Kevin Hardaway

The lights, in the arena go dim.

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

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

Zach Davis: I'm more scared of Greenfever!!!

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

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

Shannan Lerch: Uncover your ears, you wuss!!!

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

Ace Slaughter, slowly walks out through the smoke. Slowly, right behind him is Melissa in her different look. Beside Melissa is Keith.

Zach Davis: Whoa, Shannan!!! Look at Ace Slaughter. Like Ace said backstage, Slaughter and his friends cheerleader Melissa and his cameraman, Keith, along with a random woman were attacked by gunmen at local gas station. It sounds too surreal to be true, but it did happened, folks.

All those Saturdays, when kids go out and play
Yo I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze
Wasn't faded, not jaded, just a kid with a pad and pen
And a big imagination
All this, I seek, I find I push the envelope to the line
Make it, break it
Take it, until I’m overrated

Shannan Lerch: Whoa, check out, little girl!!

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

Zach Davis grabs his ear piece....

Zach Davis: Shannan I have news... But, this next segment will be very hard to deal with. I suggest, if you have small children at home, watching this, I would have them leave the room. We have footage of the attack...

Shannan Lerch: You serious?!? They found footage?!?

Zach Davis: They sure did. I, again, have to repeat... THIS FOOTAGE IS VERY GRAPHIC!! Parents, if you have small children, I suggest for them to leave the room. Roll the footage.

Tape footage begins...

Ace Slaughter is at a gas station. Ace is pumping gas at pump #4. A woman is pumping gas at pump #2. Melissa, wearing her cheerleader outfit and Mini Ace is going into the gas station. Keith, is walking behind them, carrying his camera. Ace is still pumping gas, as Melissa, Mini Ace, and Keith were leaving the gas station, when a black van screeches up, into the parking lot. Slaughter, who is wearing his mask, bluejeans and a gray Wilson shirt. Four men exits the van, with assault weapons. One masked man shoot one round into the air. One man backhands Melissa. One smacks the butt, of the gun, onto the side of Keith's face and another masked man kicks Mini Ace down, to the ground. The other man runs over to Slaughter and hits him with a crowbar. The person who hit Melissa grabs the woman on pump #2 and puts all five into the back, of the van. After pushing all five, into the van, the four masked men enters the van. The van squeals away.

Shannan Lerch: Oh my God!!! That can't be real!! I know in the wrestling world, we do some crazy things. But, Zach, PLEA-EASE tell me that was a practical joke and no one got hurt.

Zach Davis: Did you see the backstage interview?

Shannan Lerch: Yes.

Zach Davis: Do I have to say more?

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

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

Zach Davis: Yea?

Shannan Lerch: Where is Mini Ace?!?

Zach Davis grabs his ear piece.

Zach Davis: Due to the injuries he suffered in that horrible horrific incident, Mini Ace will be on the shelf for awhile!!

Shannan Lerch: That's a shame!!! Real damn shame! I kinda liked that little guy. Let's hope for a speedy recovery!!

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

Slaughter, Melissa, and Keith start to walk down the aisle, when Brad Kane walks out.

Shannan Lerch: Here comes the Commissioner.

Zach Davis: I cannot hear what he is saying, but from what we are seeing. It looks like he's telling Ace he cannot compete tonight...

The crowd is beginning to boo.

Shannan Lerch: But, Ace is making one hell of an argument as the commissioner throws his hands up and leaves. Slaughter and his crew begins to walk down the aisle, again.

Zach Davis: But, here comes the boss.... WCF owner Seth Lerch!!

Shannan Lerch: That's right, ladies and gentlemen Seth Lerch!!!

Zach Davis: I cannot hear what he is saying.

The mic clicks on.

Seth Lerch: I know what happened Ace. If you don't wanna wrestle tonight, that's up to you. You will lose the match. Or you get yourself into that ring, do your best, then heal for ONE!!! So, what's your answer?

The entire arena is a hush-like state.

Zach Davis: Oh my God, the entire arena is quiet!!

Shanna Lerch: SH-H-H-H-H!!!

Ace Slaughter: I might be hurt a little, but.... JACK CASH IS A DEADMAN!!!

The crowd roars with cheers!

Shannan Lerch: Alright!! Let's have ourselves a match!!!

Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down on the stereo, hear me on the radio
Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down with the new style and you know it's buck wild
Click Click Boom!

Shannan Lerch stands up and again throws up the "devil's horns" and starts to head thrash.

I'm on the radio station Tour around the nation,
Leavin' the scene in devastation

The crowd: SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!!

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

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

Ace slaughter attempts to bounce around and slaps the fans' hands, as Melissa shrieks and Keith walks with a pissed off look on his face, behind Slaughter. Slaughter walks up the steel steps and stands on the ring apron. Ace grabs the top rope and shakes the top rope, but not as long as he usually does. Slaughter walks through the ropes and walks to the nearest ropes. Slaughter slowly climbs up the turnbuckles. Slaughter holds up his arms and screams out loud, to his endearing fans. Slaughter slowly jumps down.

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

It's all inside of me
It's all inside of me
It's all inside of me
It's all inside of my head
It's all inside of me
It's comin' over me
It's all inside of me
It's all inside my head!
Yeah!

The music fades out as Slaughter walks around the ring motioning to the fans.

Kyle Steel: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Parts Unknown....Ace Slaughter.

The arena is almost deafening as the crowd cheers for Slaughter, who responds by raising his arms and walking around the ring again.

Kyle Steel: Introducing his opponent....

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

Kyle Steel: From Brooke, Connecticut.....Jack Cash.

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

Zach Davis: And one really has to wonder just how badly Slaughter is injured tonight.

Shannan Lerch: You saw the look of concern on Commissioner Kane's face. He was legitimately worried about his safety and didn't want him to wrestle this match.

Zach Davis: Ace is a true warrior that will not quit, but will the young Cash be able to capitalize on the injuries.

Kyle Steel: Per orders of Seth Lerch, this match will have a special guest referee.

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 as 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 strobe lights are going mad as out from the white smoke, is Kevin Hardaway wearing a referee's shirt and black pants as he gives off a wicked smile to the crowd and walks slowly to the ring. Both Slaughter and Cash turn their attention to the ramp as they watch Hardaway slowly make his to the ring. He walks up the ring steps now and goes through the ropes. He looks at both of the competitors and then smiles at the crowd as his music cuts.

Zach Davis: And as if Slaughter didn't already have enough problems tonight, we have the current US Champion down here acting as the special guest referee.

Hardaway looks over and signals for the bell.

Shannan Lerch: And this match is on.

Cash moves in and locks up with Slaughter. He tries to take advantage of his injuries by attempting to apply a headlock on the larger Slaughter, but Ace pushes him off. Slaughter immediately grabs at his neck in obvious pain.

Shannan Lerch: We still don't know the full extent of his injuries, but just by watching him so far it looks like his head and neck are affecting him the most.

Cash runs at Slaughter again and this time takes him down with a Thesz Press. Cash is on top hitting Slaughter with punch after punch. Hardaway eventually goes over and tells Cash to watch the closed-hand punches. Cash stops and looks up at Hardaway as if to say "Shut the hell up" and goes back to punching away at Slaughter. Hardaway reaches down and pushes Cash off of him, which prompts Cash to get up and get in Hardaway's face.

Zach Davis: Uh oh..things might be getting explosive pretty quickly.

Shannan Lerch: Well technically Kevin did nothing wrong right there. He told Cash to let up and Cash didn't, so he decided to separate the two.

Cash is jawing Hardaway to stay out of his way and Kevin just points at his shirt. Meanwhile behind Cash, Slaughter has gotten back up to his feet and grabs him by the shoulder. He spins him around and hits him with a short arm clothesline. He gets back up and looks at Hardaway who backs away with his hands in the air.

Zach Davis: It's obvious Hardaway wants nothing to do with Ace, injured or not, right now.

Cash is up to his hands and knees and Ace grabs him by the head, pulling him the rest of the way up but Cash counters with a European uppercut. Slaughter stumbles back and Cash hits him with a left jab..followed up by another left jab..he goes for a third

Zach Davis: Nickels & Di..

Cash goes for the third jab and Slaughter blocks it. He comes back with a right of his own followed up by another. Cash comes back punching and the two begin trading shots. Cash with a right..Slaughter with a left...Cash with a right....Slaughter with another left.

Shannan Lerch: These two are going nuts in there with punches.

Cash hits Slaughter with a left and goes for another European uppercut...but Ace blocks it and hits a belly to belly suplex.

Zach Davis: Oh big move from the big man.

Slaughter gets back to his feet, still clutching his neck, and goes for Cash. Cash sees him coming and slides out of the ring. Ace goes to follow but Hardaway grabs his arm and tells him to stay in the ring. Slaughter turns to Hardaway and tells him to get off of him. Hardaway lets go and points to his shirt as Ace walks towards him. Kevin backs up to the ropes as Ace continues to advance. Cash slides back into the ring and runs at Slaughter from behind, hitting him with a chop block to the leg. Slaughter drops to one knee and Cash tries to lock in a sleeper hold.

Zach Davis: Great move here by Cash. If Ace's neck is in as bad of shape as we think, the pressure from this hold may force him to submit.

Slaughter tries getting up to his feet but collapses from the pain. Cash tightens his grip as Hardaway moves in to check on Ace.

Kevin Hardaway: Do you want to quit?

Ace Slaughter: No!

Hardaway: Are you sure?

Ace Slaughter: Yes!

Cash continues tightening his grip as the crowd gets up and starts chanting for Slaughter. They stomp their feet and chant his name over and over, louder and louder each time, trying to will him to not give up. Slaughter again tries to get back to his feet...and does. He stands up straight and Cash has to jump up and lock his legs around the larger Slaughter to keep the hold locked in. Slaughter reaches back with both arms and grabs hold of Cash...and flips him over and on to the mat.

Zach Davis: The power of Slaughter.

But the energy he used seems to have greatly affected Ace as he drops back to one knee. Cash gets up and sees Ace on one knee with his head down, holding his neck. Cash runs at the ropes and comes right at Slaughter....who raises up and grabs Cash by the legs.

Shannan Lerch: Slaughterknocker!

Ace slams Cash face first to the mat and drops to his hands and knees beside him.

Zach Davis: Does Ace have enough left in him to go for the pin?

But it doesn't matter! Out of nowhere, Kevin Hardaway kicks Ace Slaughter in the gut... and hits the Williams Driver!

Shannan Lerch: WHAT?!

The crowd is a mixing of cheering and booing as Hardaway runs to the ropes... and hits the Lionstomp on the fallen Jack Cash! Both Ace Slaughter and Jack Cash lay on the mat while Hardaway grabs his US Title from ringside. He gets down on the mat and talks trash to both of them before standing back up and raising the Title high in the air.

Zach Davis: Well, forget about this match, Shannan. This'll go down in the record books as a no contest, I suspect.

And then Totalimmortal hits. Hardaway's face instantly goes sour and he cocks his head towards the entrance ramp.

Shannan Lerch: Uh oh.

Zach Davis: Here comes Hardaway's long time nemesis and commissioner of WCF... Brad Kane.

Brad walks out, a smirk on his face.

Brad Kane: Kevin Hardaway. You think you're so smart, don't you? Seth DID give you permission to be the special ref in this match, and you went and abused that right. Well guess what? I have news for you!

The crowd murmurs, Hardaway's face shows confusion.. and quite a bit of anger.

Brad Kane: You, Cash and Slaughter have quite the feud going on here, Hardaway. And a feud such as this... well it could be the surprise hit at One, to be honest. So I think this match needs a little.. extra.

Hardaway's face gets just a little worried now.

Brad Kane: Your US Title match will now be.. AN IRONMAN MATCH!

BIG pop from the crowd! Hardaway is livid.

Brad Kane: Thirty minutes, Kevin. You have thirty minutes to get more pins and submissions than your two opponents there. This will be the first Triple Threat Ironman match in WCF history, and only one of you can come out on top. And don't worry about getting yourself disqualified or any of that... because it is going to also be a NO DQ MATCH!

Another big pop! And now Hardaway is livid, storming around the ring and kicking the ring ropes.

Brad Kane: A No Disqualification Ironman match.. where you have to be in the same ring as the former Hardcore Champion, Ace Slaughter. Sounds pretty epic to me. Good luck, Hardaway!

Totalimmortal hits again as Kane leaves, leaving Hardaway in the ring, angry. Cash and Slaughter are both outside the ring, on opposite ends, and both of them seem satisfied with the news.

Zach Davis: Kevin Hardaway's chances of losing the United States Title just increased quite a bit, Shannan!

Shannan Lerch: They sure did!.. Hardaway thought he had the last laugh before One by attacking his opponents but it sure didn't turn out that way!

Hardaway storms out of the ring and heads to the back, taking his United States Title with him.

Slickie T/Hector Rodriguez vs The New Confederacy

Shannan Lerch: And now, the moment we’ve all been waiting for: tonight’s main event!

Zach Davis: That’s right, Shannan. Slickie T and Hector Rodriguez take on the New Confederacy in their first match as an official tag team.

The arena fades to black as a red, white, and green spotlights begin to circle the crowd and a red glow appears on the left side of the stage, a white glow in the middle, and a green glow on the right, as “Gravesend (Lake of Fire)” by Lordz of Brooklyn begins to blast over the speakers and the three lights come together in the center of the stage where Slickie T stands with his back turned to the crowd, his arms extended to form the shape of a “T”. He watches as the screen shows a roulette wheel spinning as the pill comes to settle on the green 00 space and the camera zooms in on the pill until the screen becomes completely white and then “Slickie T the Ace of Hardcore” scrolls across the screen in black in front of a waving Italian flag. Slickie then quickly turns as the pill settles in the 00 space and red, white, and green pyros explode behind him as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with those who are reaching out to him. As he reaches the ring, he quickly climbs the ring stairs, looking out over the crowd before grabbing the top rope and vaulting over the top of it and into the middle of the ring. After glancing over the crowd with a thin smile on his face, he climbs a turnbuckle and throws his arms out once again to form a “T” before backflipping off the top turnbuckle and back into the middle of the ring as the lights come up once again.

Shannan Lerch: First to the ring is Slickie T. Now here’s a guy who really knows how to make an entrance. Just listen to this crowd!

Zach Davis: Everybody loves Slickie T! He’s got it all. Looks, money, charisma... not to mention the fact that in just two weeks, at One, he’ll be taking on Torture for the World Title!

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

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

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

Shannan Lerch: Next up, Hector Rodriguez, with the ubiquitous Carlos Estrada in tow...

Zach Davis: Not only ubiquitous, Shannan, but he seems to always pop up wherever Hector is.

Shannan Lerch: That’s it. I’m getting you a dictionary for Christmas...

"Renegade" by Styx begins to play over the PA system as Johnny Reb and Doc Henry step out onto the stage. Images of past matches play on the Jumbotron, while both men make their way down the ramp, working the crowd at ringside. Doc mounts the ring steps in a dignified manner, while Johnny slips through the ropes. Both men take a moment to pose for the fans. Reb and Henry step across the ring and offer a hand to their opponents. Guiliano and Rodriguez exchange a puzzled glance, hesitant, before shaking hands with the rival competitors, which draws the biggest pop yet from the audience.

Zach Davis: Look at that! You don’t see sportsmanship like that around here these days!

Shannan Lerch: And there’s the bell! Hector Rodriguez and Doc Henry are starting things off for their respective teams...

Both men circle each other warily for a moment. A classic collar-and-elbow tie up leads quickly to a suplex from the stronger Rodriguez.

Zach Davis: Ooh! Henry should’ve known better than to try testing Hector’s strength...

But Doc is on his feet again almost instantly, smiling. Rodriguez closes in... only to be met with a solid right hand. He shakes it off and returns a punch of his own, momentarily turning the match into a brawl.

Shannan Lerch: We have an old-fashioned slugfest going on in the ring! If they keep at it like this, these guys aren’t going to make it to One.

Doc finally ducks a punch from Hector and moves behind him, cinching in a waistlock.

Zach Davis: I’m sure that’d make your brother very happy, Shannan. In fact – Wow! Doc Henry with a German suplex! And here’s the pin... and a kickout before the ref can even start the count.

Shannan Lerch: Wait a minute. What was that supposed to mean?

With both men back on their feet, Hector whips Doc into the ropes, getting ready for a clothesline. But Henry ducks under it on the way back and leaps onto the ropes on the opposite side.

Zach Davis: Come on, Shannan, we both know your brother’s trying to get these four guys to weaken each other. All four of them are facing opponents who represent the Team of Torture. That’s the whole reason for this match in the first place.

Shannan Lerch: ...and a lionsault from Doc Henry! Too bad for him Hector saw it coming just in time! Zach, keep your conspiracy theories to yourself.

Rodriguez drops Henry with a powerbomb and goes for a cover of his own. On the ring apron, Johnny is calling encouragement to his partner as the referee starts the count.

1 ... 2... Thr—No! Henry manages to kick out, just barely.

Zach Davis: Another near fall there, and this match is just getting started!

Hector pulls Doc to his feet, getting ready to set him up for another suplex, but Henry senses his danger and nails Rodriguez with a punch. Doc Henry makes a dash for his corner.

Shannan Lerch: And here comes Johnny Reb! He’s on the turnbuckle!

Hector recovers from Doc’s unexpected strike just in time to see an airborne Reb flying at him with a clothesline that takes both of them to the mat. The fresher man, Johnny is back on his feet first. He pulls Hector to a standing position and whips him into the ropes. Rodriguez hooks the top rope with his arm, stopping his momentum, and Reb rushes at him with a clothesline. Hector drops, still holding the top rope, causing Johnny to go head over heels.

Zach Davis: Oh! Talk about ring presence! That was quick thinking! Reb on the outside now.

Shannan Lerch: And Rodriguez takes the opportunity to tag in Slickie T!

Slickie T rushes toward the ropes, while Johnny Reb is starting to get to his feet. Guiliano climbs the ropes, but Reb sees him and pulls himself into the ring before Slickie T can get airborne.

Zach Davis: This is a dangerous position to be in here, Shannan. Slickie T is on the top rope, his back to Johnny Reb. Both these men are more at home in the air than on the ground.

Shannan Lerch: You couldn’t be more right, Zach. Look at that!

Johnny dislodges Slickie T from his perch by the simple expedient of shaking the ring ropes, forcing Guiliano to crotch himself on the way down. Reb goes for a quick pin, but the ref refuses to count – Guiliano’s foot is underneath the bottom rope. Frustrated, Johnny starts to pull Slickie T away, then climbs on the ropes himself. He leaps off with a particularly impressive moonsault...

Zach Davis: And nobody’s home! You know that’s painful, Shannan.

Guiliano hauls Reb to his feet and nails a snap suplex! He hooks Johnny’s leg!

1 ...

Doc Henry starts climbing through the ropes.

2 ...

Hector gets in the ring, too. But he’s just a split second too late to stop Henry from breaking up the pin. An all-out brawl erupts, and it takes the ref a minute or so to restore order. Slickie T and Johnny Reb lock up, but Slickie gets the upper hand pretty quickly and applies a facelock to Reb. Johnny manages to slip out of it somehow, and gives Guiliano a shove, trying to create some distance. Slickie T isn’t having it, though, and closes the gap just as Johnny makes a dive for his corner...and Doc Henry’s outstretched hand.

Shannan Lerch: Doc Henry now the legal man! He’s put on some weight in the last few weeks, and that can only work to his advantage now.

Indeed, Doc goes after Slickie T with a series of hard rights, backing him up several paces. A kick to the midsection doubles Guiliano over, setting him up nicely for a pedigree. But as Henry goes to apply the double underhook, Slickie T grabs Doc’s legs and stands, a little unsteady, before simply falling backwards, letting Henry’s own weight work against him.

Zach Davis: An innovative reversal from the number one contender for Torture’s world title! But what’s he doing now?

Shannan Lerch: That’s called a Boston Crab, Zach.

Zach Davis: So it is, Shannan. And listen to this crowd! They’re actually trying to cheer Doc back to his feet! I don’t think they want this match to end!

On the ring apron, Johnny appears unable to decide whether or not to interfere. He urges the crowd to greater heights as, inside the ring, Doc Henry is straining to reach the ropes. Little by little, he inches forward, dragging Slickie T with him, and finally manages to grab hold of the bottom rope. Guiliano lets go of him almost immediately.

Doc uses the ropes to pull himself upright once more, and promptly goes on the offensive with a spinning heel kick out of nowhere that drops Slickie T to the mat. Henry makes the cover.

Shannan Lerch: Another cover, another two-count. Slickie T looks a little dazed.

Zach Davis: After a kick like that, Shannan, who wouldn’t? And Doc Henry follows up with a huge DDT! He goes for the pin yet again...

One!

Two!

Shannan Lerch: But Guiliano gets a shoulder up! He’s got to be running out of gas by now, and Doc Henry knows it.

Henry goes to pick Guiliano up, but out of nowhere Slickie shoves him away and hits the Omerta!!

Zach Davis: THERE IT IS!

Doc collapses to the mat! The crowd pops for the move. Both Slickie T and Doc Henry crawl towards their respective corners after several seconds, trying to tag in their partners.

Shannan Lerch: Both men really need this tag right now...

And of course, both men reach their partners at the same moment! Slickie tags in Hector as Henry tags in Reb! Reb Springboards over the top rope, hitting Hector with a Dropkick as Hector runs into the ring! With a head of steam, Reb waits for Hector to get up and then hits a Facebreaker DDT!

Zach Davis: Johnny Reb is on fire here!

But once again, Hector Rodriguez gets to his feet. Johnny Reb quickly grabs his arm and climbs to the top rope...

Shannan Lerch: THIS COULD BE IT!

Reb jumps off the top, hits a chop, AND THEN LOCKS IN THE STARS AND BARS!

Zach Davis: The New Confederacy has the win here! Unless Hector Rodriguez can get out of it!

..Until, suddenly, the lights go out.

Shannan Lerch: Oh what now!?

The lights are out for several moments.. a few lights blink...

Zach Davis: What is going on?

After quite a while the lights come back on.

Shannan Lerch: Uh oh.

In the ring is a ten foot ladder... with a Texas flag flying on top of it. Doc Henry and Johnny Reb have been laid out, presumably attacked with some foreign objects.

Zach Davis: What in the hell-

On the entryway, the Big Time Jerks are standing there: Austin Adams, Adam Young, Alyssa Jones and Alex Jones. And they're all laughing.

Shannan Lerch: We should've known the Jerks are behind this!

The ref calls for the bell, signalling that the match has been thrown out. Hector has just gotten back to his feet, and he curses, angry at the turn of events. He turns towards the Big Time Jerks.. and exits the ring, chasing them!

Zach Davis: Hector Rodriguez DEFINITELY sees this as a sign of disrespect, Shannan. He isn't too happy!

The Jerks leave the stage as Hector chases them. Slickie is still in the ring, also disappointed with the result. Henry and Reb are collecting themselves on the outside, and Reb points and Slickie, signalling that they'll meet again in the ring another time.

Shannan Lerch: Well fans... that was that. We apologize for the Big Time Jerks' interference.

Zach Davis: But they'll get what is coming to them at One, I can tell you that much.

Shannan Lerch: Plus, Logan versus Jay Price... and Slickie T versus Torture for the World Title... see you then!

Torture Segment

But no. Slickie T is standing in the middle of the ring when he notices Anthrax and Colton jumping the guardrail and coming towards the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Uh oh.. fans! We're going to stay with this! Stay tuned!

Slickie T turns and notices Mikami and Ryan Daniels on the other side of the ring at the apron. Slickie turns as the crowd boo's even harder as Jay Price is in front of the announcers table and now the Team of Torture is completely surrounding the ring.

Zach Davis: This doesn't look good for Slickie T!

Shannan Lerch: They're inching closer!

Zach Davis: This must be what Torture was talking about! The ol' fashion beat down!

Slickie wipes his brow with his hand spins in a 360 circle, points at each member of Team of Torture and yells "LETS DO THIS!".. The crowd goes nuts!

Zach Davis: Oh here we go!!

Each member hits the apron as Kings of Leon's Crawl hits the speakers.

Shannan Lerch: What?

Jay Price, Mikami, Ryan Daniels, Anthrax, Colton - they all look shocked as they turn their attention up to the ramp. Torture is standing at the top of the ramp with a very nice looking business suit on. Torture walks down the ramp and gets to the bottom of it.

Zach Davis: What is going on? Team of Torture looks just as confused as us!

Shannan Lerch: I think Torture wants in on the beat down too!

Torture takes off his sunglasses and drops them down on the ground at his feet. Slickie T still standing in the middle of the ring. Torture opens up his suit coat and the WCF World Heavyweight Championship title is around his waist. The music stops playing. The crowd once again intrigued. Torture takes off the coat and drops it to the ground.

Zach Davis: Ohhh!! We're going to get Slickie T and Torture right now?

Shannan Lerch: I think so!

The crowd is a buzzing as Slickie T smiles and stretches his neck. Torture takes the World Title off his waist and carries it to the apron. Torture sets the World Title on the apron and rolls into the ring. Torture stands up and puts the World Title on his shoulder. Torture and Slickie T stare down and they're standing only ten feet apart. Torture takes a microphone out of his pocket and slowly lifts his eyes from the mat to Slickie T's eyes.

Zach Davis: Torture wants to talk?

Shannan Lerch: Hmmf.

Torture: Allen.. The last two months of my life have been a living hell.

The crowd cheers.

Zach Davis: That's the truth, however, he's his own personal enemy if you ask me!

The Tort inches closer to Slickie as Slickie just stands in position. The TOT are just as intrigued by this as the crowd is.

Torture: I've alienated the one woman who stood by my side for the last year, I've dug up old memories, you started taking my team out one by one, digging into their heads, their minds, confusing them, turning their backs on each other! You took..

Torture swallows and looks down. He looks back up and in his deep voice, speaks once again.

Torture: You took my multi-million dollar company from behind my back and turned it into a joke, and now you've slowly started taking the strangle-hold I've had over WCF for over two years. You're slowly and surely pulling me off the top of the mountain and it's.. killing me.

Torture looks at his shoulder the WCF Title is hanging on. Torture puts the microphone back to his mouth. Torture now circles Slickie T as he speaks.

Torture: I look at you and I see so much of myself. You pander to the 'fans', you build your identitiy based on accomplishments and awards, you constantly fight the good fight, Slickie I look at you and I see me.. but not the me you're looking at right now, the old me, the me that did everything for nothing..

Zach Davis: This is intense..

The Tort gets back in Slickie T's view as he walked a full circle. Torture speaks again.

Torture: Ever since War we've seen the rise of Slickie T. Allen, you've became the hardest working man in Wrestling Championship Federation history as you've not only conquered the business world by successfully taking a company that wasn't yours, but by attempting to self destruct Team of Torture, all while competing at your highest level right here inside the ring. Slickie T, I get it, I now know why the last six weeks you've been doing what you're doing.. it's because you're scared.

The crowd boo's.

Zach Davis: Aww! Come on! That's horse crap!

Shannan Lerch: Typical Torture! Attacking the character!

Torture doesn't even acknowledge the arena's reaction. Slickie T never loses patience, nor his facial expression. Torture speaks once again.

Torture: You've been preparing yourself as much as you can for the biggest Pay Per View in Wrestling Championship Federation history! One. On that Sunday you will take part in the biggest one on one match for the World Heavyweight Championship! The main event is already being discussed as the most hyped, the most entertaining, the most exciting, hell, the pre-sale buyrates are through the roof and we're still weeks away, but you know that don't you? You understand that? You.. dare I say.. feel that.

Zach Davis: Wow..

Torture: Look at me, Allen..

Slickie T was caught looking down at the mat but changes his focus back to Torture.

Torture: Take a hard look in my eyes. Tell me Allen if you see what I've been seeing for years. Tell me if you feel what I feel every day I wake up and prepare myself for WCF. You can get in my head, you can get me off my game, you can piss me off, you can beat me down right now knowing there is half a dozen more men that can jump in here at any second and fight for my honor, the pride of being in Team of Torture, but that won't happen. Because the feeling that you have right now is shared, Allen. I feel it too.

Shannan Lerch: What?

Zach Davis: Wow.. again..

Torture: I've never been battle tested like this before Allen. I've never been challenged like this, hell, I've never wanted to get into the ring so badly and rip your head off but at the same time do nothing.. NOTHING to you. The last six weeks you've been doing all you can to get as much of an advantage for One, and while that was going on I've been sitting back pondering on my own gameplan for my own advantage and it finally hit me. We're both driven towards One based on.. fear. You can hide it, you can fight it, you can lie about it, but right now, in this second, THIS exact moment, we're both sharing the same feeling. The fear of losing at One. The fear.. of losing what could be the only chance at greatness. The only opportunity .. at being immortal.

The Tort looks to his shoulder at the World Heavyweight Championship, and taps on it with his finger.

Torture: This piece of Gold means the world to me. It means more to me than it will mean to anyone else.. except for you. That's the fear we both share because we both know that we'll do anythi-no, no, you and I will do EVERYTHING in our power to have this piece of gold around our waist come One. We may have different reasons, we may have different views on it, but one thing is for certain. The fear of not having the World Heavyweight Championship title in our possession is what is driving us to One.

The crowd kind of boo's.

Torture: At One in Los Angeles, California this all gets put to rest. You, me, and the World Heavyweight Championship Title. No Coolwear Inc., no Team of Torture, no weapons, no beat downs, no backstabbing, no head games, it's just you and me in the confines of this Wrestling Ring and on the biggest stage of them all, the biggest night in professional wrestling, hell, the biggest night in professional sports, Torture and Slickie T will compete for the World Heavyweight Championship. At One two of the biggest names in Wrestling will go to war, and only one will be crowned Champion. It's the night where the immovable object meets the irresistible force. Where two towering super powers collide and.. that's it. The smoke clears, the dust settles, the millions and millions gaze into the ring for the winner. The WCF World Champion will stand tall in the ring. Whose it going to be Allen? The greatest wrestler in 2009? Or the greatest wrestler in WCF? Heh. Doesn't matter because the answer to both is Torture. And after One... I'll slowly raise my arm in victory and stand tall as the greatest wrestler in WCF and will still be.. WCF's World. Heavyweight. Champion.

The Tort drops the microphone and stares right into the eyes of Slickie and raises his title in the air ever so slowly. Slickie T doesn't bat an eyelash. Both men looking deep into the other one. Torture takes a few steps back and turns to leave the ring. The crowd boo's. Slickie T still standing in place. The T.O.T. all move towards the bottom of the ramp and stand together. Torture gives a few seconds of his back turned towards Slickie..

Shannan Lerch: Slickie could take a free shot right now! Why isn't he?

Zach Davis: That's not his style! This is a whole new war now, Shannan! Slickie doesn't need a cheap shot! Torture knows it!

Torture bends through the ropes and exits the ring to the chorus of boos. Kings of Leon's Crawl nails out over the speakers as Torture leads his Team up the ramp.

Shannan Lerch: We've heard from Torture.. and all that is left is one match. Slickie T versus Torture.

Zach Davis: Fans... see you at One.

WCF's Slam ends.