Dark Side Segment
Felipe Salarose vs Chris Avery
Logan/Biohazard vs Chester/Dobbie
Last Chance Battle Royal: Corey Black vs Haydn Eyles vs Davey Boone vs Seth Lerch
Skyler Striker/Logan/Jack of Blades/Rick Mad Segment
Street Fight: Brad Kane vs Torture
Batcat by Mogwai hits....
Zach Davis: Aanndd welcome to Slam!
Shannan Lerch: Last stop before XIII, and we have a great looking show tonight.
Zach Davis: That is, IF XIII even happens.... though we'll get to that later. First, our main event.
Shannan Lerch: We've got Brad Kane and Torture in a street fight.
Zach Davis: We saw Chris Avery and Torture attack Kane last week, and I'm pretty sure Kane wouldn't be waiting until Timebomb either way to get his revenge on Torture. So it is happening tonight.
Shannan Lerch: This won't be just any Street Fight, either. I hear its not happening in the ring, though I don't know where.
Zach Davis: Now, onto XIII. I say it might not be happening because Corey Black's WCF career is on the line tonight in one of the Dark Side's Last Chance Battle Royals. Also in the match is Haydn Eyles, Davey Boone, and...
Shannan Lerch: Seth Lerch.
Zach Davis: Indeed, Seth Lerch. Who we saw, last week, join the Dark Side.
Shannan Lerch: I still can't believe it... I guess it's just a case of "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.."
Zach Davis: I guess so! We saw Seth ask Corey for his help, and Corey turned him down. So tonight we'll see how dedicated to this decision Seth really is.
Shannan Lerch: We've also got my favorite man Logan teaming up with Biohazard to take on Chester and Dobbie.
Zach Davis: Chester and Dobbie were able to defeat Black and Biohazard last week, and they also attacked Logan after his match. So I guess Logan and Biohazard decided to team up for revenge.
Shannan Lerch: What an odd pairing...
Zach Davis: And in our opener, we've got Felipe Salarose against Chris Avery. Salarose, of course, attacked Avery last week.
Shannan Lerch: Let's see what he's got!
Dark Side Segment
"Dig" by Mudvayne starts playing on the arena speakers and the crowd gets riled up right off the bat. The curtains part and out walk Jayson Stasiak and Mike D. Behind them are Dobbie and Chester. Finally Gravedigger steps out from the back with his girlfriend Jessie. Cameras flash, people boo, trash flies through the air. Gravedigger is grinning from ear to ear as he absorbs the crowd's reaction.
Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger looks to be in a good mood this week.
Zach Davis: He has every reason to be. He has ruled this place with an iron fist. He has outlasted all the people who have stepped up to take his group on, which happens to be a very short list.
Shannan Lerch: No doubt, not that many people are brave enough to take on the owner of the company with a group of smart, souless goons at his beck and call.
Zach Davis: He defeated Logan at Till Death Do Us Part, keeping control of the company and at the same time, gaining control of former WCF owner, Seth Lerch. Dobbie and Chester defeated Corey Black and Biohazard in tag team action and at the end of the night we saw Seth Lerch finally submit to Gravedigger's control and truly, he joined...The Dark Side.
Shannan Lerch: I'm still in shock over that.
Gravedigger and the rest of The Dark Side enter the ring as the crowd still rains boos upon them. Gravedigger is passed a mic and he lifts it to his lips to speak.
Gravedigger: I don't think I can say this enough. Man, it sure feels good...to be me.
The crowd immediately starts booing and yelling obscenities at Gravedigger. Gravedigger laughs it off.
Gravedigger: I want to explain why I'm so in love with myself this week, why I'm so glad I AM myself, and why it's so good to be...me. Till Death Do You Part....Logan? HA! The guy is a joke now, a shell of his former self. Yet Seth 'freakin Lerch thought he could turn him back into the old Logan. Throwing a hot dog at me so that Logan would remember my scent and playing his old music on the speakers, thinking this would somehow shake him up and be able to take me on. ME...The Epitome of Hardcore. PUHLEESE. We all seen how that went.
Gravedigger holds his arms out and smiles as the crowd starts booing more.
Gravedigger: Speaking of the Lerchster, let's get him on out here. Seth, get out here with your brothers in darkness!
"Master of Puppets" by Metallica hits the speakers as the former WCF owner steps out from the back to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He has a half grin on his face and looks down and points at his shirt. It's a Dark Side t-shirt. Seth slowly makes his way down to the ring and looks out at the crowd as some boo him and curse his name while others cheer him on as if they have no clue what's been going on lately. They're probably dumb people. Seth walks up the ring stairs and steps in between the ropes. He high fives Dobbie and Chester with the same half-grin as if he's not sure he has done the right thing. Gravedigger speaks again.
Gravedigger: Welcome, Seth. You know, I thought we would be battling for WCF for the rest of all time, but you know what? It's about damn time you accepted that WCF will forever remain in the possession of The Dark Side.
Seth is handed a mic.
Seth Lerch: Well, Digger, there was only so much I could do. Logan decided not to go back to the old Logan, he wasn't concerned about being as great as he once was. Also, as everyone saw last week, Corey turned his back on me. Corey and Torture are too preoccupied over each other and the world title to give a damn about the company that made them!
The crowd half cheers, half boos. Some people are confused on why they booed.
Seth Lerch: So you know what? I can't do it alone and no one will help me, so I decided to stop wasting my time and just join you guys. At least I could get some money out of it and be involved. Besides, I've always been the bad guy around here, I've always been the damn "evil owner" anyway. So I figured... might as well get on the "evil owner" train one more time.
Gravedigger: Well Seth, you made the right decision, but there's one problem.
Seth's right eyebrow arches up as Seth looks at Gravedigger with a confused look.
Seth Lerch: What do you mean by that?
Gravedigger: What I mean by that is that joining The Dark Side isn't just that simple. You can't just come up to us and say hey guys look at me, I have a Dark Side t-shirt and think you guys are cool.
Dobbie shakes his head 'no' and laughs at Seth. Seth glares at Dobbie.
Gravedigger: See, I don't know if I can trust you.
Dobbie steps up to Gravedigger's mic and leans over.
Dobbie: Yeah, playa, Dobbie don't know if he can trust yo' ass either. Yous mi---
Gravedigger pulls the mic away, cutting Dobbie off. Gravedigger stares at Dobbie for a couple of seconds before Dobbie gets the hint. Dobbie takes a couple of steps back and points at the mat. Gravedigger nods at Dobbie. Dobbie looks around above him as Gravedigger continues.
Gravedigger: As I was saying, I don't know if I can trust you. You need to prove yourself tonight. See, you have this little match. One of my Last Chance matches with Haydn Eyles, Davey Boone and Corey Black.
The crowd cheers loudly at the last two names. Gravedigger looks out at the crowd.
Gravedigger: That's funny hearing you cheer Davey Boone and Corey Black. What's funny is this is easily the last time you will ever see either one of them in the ring. This could be the last time you have an opportunity to cheer for either wrestler. I will address Mr. Black here in a second.
Gravedigger turns back to Seth.
Gravedigger: You can prove yourself by eliminating both of them. I could care less about this Haydn Eyles.
The crowd boos. Seth looks around at the crowd for a few seconds before locking eyes with Gravedigger. He lifts up the mic.
Seth Lerch: ...fine. I'll do it. I will make sure both Davey Boone and Corey Black get eliminated.
Seth Lerch looks down and has a look of self-hatred on his face as the crowd boos loudly once more. Gravedigger smiles.
Gravedigger: Good. The thing is, you do realize that if you lose, you're gone as well. Right, Seth?
Seth looks at Gravedigger with a stone-faced look.
Seth Lerch: Yes, I realize that, Gravedigger.
Gravedigger shakes his head no.
Gravedigger: Thing is, I don't think you truly realize what this will mean. My policy as WCF owner is when I fire someone, they do NOT get hired back. My policy is that they CANNOT be hired back. It's as if you're signing a contract stating that you understand that you will no longer be an employee or member of the WCF lockerroom. This means that if you get eliminated, there will be NO MORE Seth Lerch in WCF. Ever. Again.
The crowd boos. Seth smirks at Gravedigger.
Seth Lerch: Yes, I understand. I will make sure that doesn't happen.
Gravedigger: Good, don't disappoint me.
Gravedigger turns to the crowd.
Gravedigger: Now, moving on. Corey Black. You know, it's kinda crazy hearing that you're in not one, but two matches where if you lose in them, you could potentially no longer be a part of WCF. Thing is, it's not like you'll get to go 2 out of 3 if you get eliminated in tonight's Battle Royal. If you lose tonight, you're gone. Your precious creative control over XIII will be gone. Hell, the XIII show itself will be gone. No, no, no. I take that back. If you lose in tonight's battle royal, I won't cancel the XIII show. Torture, the world champion, will get the night off. I will take each match you booked on the show and make it a total mockery. The show itself will be a total mockery. Every second of the show will be taking all that you built up your entire career and flushing it down the toilet. And then stuffing paper towels down the toilet and then flushing it so it's so screwed up no one else can use the toilet ever again!
Gravedigger pauses and thinks about what he just said. Dobbie looks at him confused and scratches his head.
Gravedigger: Wait, I'm not sure if that made sense and I don't know where that came from, so I officially declare that I never said that.
Gravedigger mutters to himself before continuing.
Gravedigger: Why do I feel so much hatred towards XIII? Corey Black you son of a bitch, you book me in a match for a shot at the US title? Are you kidding me? Are you serious? The US title? See, I know what's going on here, I know how your mind works. You want to put me in contention for the US title in the hopes that I'll stay away from your WCF world title. You're scared. You're afraid that either I'll be the one to take the title off Torture before you, to do what you couldn't do. Or maybe it's that you're afraid that if you actually manage to get past tonight's battle royal and defeat Torture next week at XIII, that I'll take the title from you before you get a chance to get used to wearing it again. You're damn right I will. Don't you scum-sucking leeches think that because I have my hands full with all this chaos I'm causing that I will just forget about the world title. I still have that belt in my sights.
Gravedigger walks to another part of the ring and looks straight at one of the cameras.
Gravedigger: Speaking of having my hands full, I've decided that tonight will be a different Slam.
Shannan Lerch: What in the world does he mean by that?
Zach Davis: This has to be bad.
Gravedigger: Tonight will be different because last week when I sat back and watched things going on, I noticed something. I keep having Chester, Dobbie, and Mike D run around beating people up.
The rest of The Dark Side give Gravedigger a confused look.
Gravedigger: I'm not getting my own hands dirty and therefore people don't care about what's going on. If people don't care about what's going on, chaos will only last so long. This week Chester...Dobbie...Mike D. You stay in the back. No interferences tonight. No backstage beatdowns. Chester...Dobbie, you come to the ring tonight and take care of business in your tag team match. Do whatever it takes to defeat Logan and Biohazard. The Epitome of Hardcore will be taking care of business tonight. Corey Black, no matter if you survive tonight's Battle Royal you will NOT be walking back to the back on your own. I will personally make sure of that. As for the rest of the show, I will be involved and I will make sure my presence is felt. I'm sick and tired of watching the lockerroom strut around like nothing's going on. Everyone walks around as if they're not afraid. I will put the fear into every single one of you scum-sucking leeches in the back even if I have to beat it into you...MYSELF.
"Dig" by Mudvayne hits the speakers as Gravedigger, Seth Lerch, and the rest of the Dark Side exit the ring and head up the ramp. Gravedigger stops at the top as the rest of the group goes behind the curtain. Gravedigger stares out at the crowd for a couple of seconds before heading to the back also.
Felipe Salarose vs Chris Avery
We cut back from commercials with Salarose already in the ring. Music is blaring in the background, as Chris Avery gets into the ring. Music stops.
Zach Davis: Welcome back to WCF's Monday Night Slam! Avery and Salarose in the ring, ready to do battle!
Shannan Lerch: Deja vu...v
Bell sounds as both men tie up. Avery gets the advantage and throws him in the corner. Tosses him to the other corner and hits a huge stinger splash. Avery hits a big boot, then the hogan leg drop. Avery goes to the top and spins his index fingers around and points to the sky. He jumps off and hits the macho man elbow drop. Avery picks up Salarose and hits the Kevin Nash Powerbomb. Avery stumbles backwards and holds his thigh.
Zach Davis: Uh oh.
Shannan Lerch: Seriously, this has happened, I thought..
Avery helps himself get up using the ropes and taunts at Salarose to get up. Once he does, Avery runs and hits the spear! He picks up Salarose and hits the Jackhammer. But he doesn't pin. Avery grabs Salarose by the legs and locks on the sharpshooter. He turns it over, and begins the pain..
Shannan Lerch: He can tap out!
Zach Davis: Salarose taps! It's all over!
Shannan Lerch: Three! It's over Zach.
Zach Davis: Chris Avery wins, and with an odd move set. Seems like I've seen those moves before..
Shannan Lerch: I'm telling you.. this is deja vu except with a different ending, but same outcome..
Avery taunts at the crowd as his music hits. He looks up at the poster of the XIII logo and motions the US Championship around his waist. The crowd boo's.
We find ourselves backstage, the US championship filling television screens at home. The camera man slowly zooms out to focus on where this title is, which, is slung over the shoulder of Logan whom is standing next to Hank Brown.
Logan: Hey boudles, how do I look?
Standing tall attired in his usual wrestling gear, his stomach hangs out a bit over the lining of the black shorts.
Logan: Maybe I should've worn the title around my waist. Right, Hank?
Hank Brown: Oh.. uh, no.. you--
Logan: SHUT UP!
A huge pop echoes inside the arena. Logan chuckles a bit to the reaction of the old quote still giving the crowd a kick.
Logan: No, Hank.. go ahead, you're good.
Logan pauses, giving the crowd que to finish it off.
Getting another chuckle from Logan before he breaks in a more serious tone than before, nodding to Hank.
Hank Brown: Ha! Oh man, I've been wanting to get a word with you ever since WCF came back. Firstly, let me just say this, glad you're still around.
Once again, the crowd pops off inside the arena.
Hank Brown: It seems you've grown a warm spot in these fans hearts.
Logan: And their pockets.
Grinning, Logan presents a "Best of Logan" DVD in front of the camera. The interview continues and he scraps the movie behind him.
Hank Brown: I've got loads of questions to ask you, wish we had more time, unfortunately though, I have to cut straight to the point. How did YOU become so fa--
Speaking up Logan cuts him off.
Logan: A three time US champion? The sexiest man wrestling? Hm..
For a quick moment of thought, Logan taps his chin, Hank obviously feeling disappointed his original question was interrupted.
Logan: Let me explain it this way.. whiskey taste better with age, no matter how darker or thicker it might get. Does that sum it up for you? No?
Hank Brown: Uh..
Logan: Good deal. Got me a match.
Turning his back to Hank the overweight star tromps off down the hallway.
Logan/Biohazard vs Chester/Dobbie
"I know ya type
I know ya kind
Ya...Quick to Back Down!"
"Quick To Back Down" by the Bravehearts starts playing on the speakers as the curtains part. Out run Chester and Dobbie who stop short at each side of the top of the ramp. They both pose for the crowd in attendance and taunt them as the crowd rains boos upon them. They finally stop posing and meet at the center and slowly walk down the ring, continuing to taunt the fans as they make their way to it. Finally they both run the last few feet and slide into the ring together. They both go to each of the turnbuckles and pose on their own, further angering the crowd and riling them up.
Zach Davis: The Dark Side's resident tag team, Chester and Dobbie.
Once both men finish taunting the crowd on each turnbuckle, they get to one side of the ring and wait for the match to begin.
Shannan Lerch: And now, the opponents!
Toxicity by System of a Down hits and out comes BIOHAZARD to a big pop. He runs to the ring and slides in. Dobbie and Chester slide out, not wanting to get anywhere near the radioactive freak.
The lights dim in the arena, blue pryos shoot down the ramp, and a drum beat rolls into the PA speakers. HIM "Sigillum Diaboli" blasts out of the speakers, and Logan steps out from behind the black curtain with a cocky look on his face as he walks down to the ring. On the way, Logan might reach out every now, and then snatching peanuts from fans, or whatever else their snacking on. He hits ringside, resting on the apron catching up on a breath or two before sliding into the ring, and leaning against the turnbuckle corner.
Zach Davis: Biohazard and Logan. Tag team of the year.
Logan starts the match, as does Dobbie. The two meet in the middle of the ring, and Logan actually kinda looks pissed about last week's attack. Dobbie taunts him, motioning the US Title around his waist. Logan hits him with several forearm shots to the face before throwing him into the ropes. Dobbie bounces and Logan catches him with a big Belly to Belly Suplex! Logan gets up, winded, and tags in Biohazard.
Shannan Lerch: Well... good hustle by Logan there.
Biohazard jumps into the ring, going crazy. First he runs and knocks Chester off the apron, then he turns towards Dobbie. He waits for Dobbie to stand, kicks him in the gut and goes for a Stunner!, but Dobbie pushes him off. Biohazard bounces off the ropes and Dobbie hits a Dropkick, sending Biohazard down. Dobbie quickly grabs him and locks him in a Chinlock.
Zach Davis: Wearing down the enigma known as Biohazard here.
But the fans start clapping and urging Biohazard to get to his feet. Biohazard starts working his way up, much to Dobbie's dismay. Biohazard is to his feet and elbows Dobbie in his gut a few times before breaking out of the chinlock, but Dobbie grabs Biohazard and throws him back down to the mat, forcing the crowd to boo.
Shannan Lerch: Aw shucks.
Dobbie then tags in Chester. Chester gets into the ring and links arms with Dobbie. As Biohazard stands, Chester and Dobbie hit a Linked Clothesline, sending Biohazard back down to the mat. The ref then forces Dobbie out of the ring. Chester picks Biohazard up and he executes a Fisherman's Suplex, bridging it for the pin!
Zach Davis: This could be it!
Logan enters the ring and kicks Chester off, then heads back towards the apron. Chester picks Biohazard back up, but Biohazard shoves him into the corner where Logan is. Logan grabs him while Biohazard hits several strikes to Chester's midsection. Biohazard tags in Logan and both men stomps at Chester in the corner!
Shannan Lerch: Good teamwork.
Biohazard exits the ring. Logan then kicks Chester down into the corner, stomping a mudhole in him!
Zach Davis: Shades of Steve Austin there.
Logan then tags Biohazard back in.
Shannan Lerch: Logan, playing it smart.
Biohazard gets back in... looks at Chester and smiles...
Zach Davis: Uh oh, not this.
Biohazard goes for the Ooze Stinkface!!
Shannan Lerch: Disgusting.
But no, Chester quickly moves out of the way, sending Biohazard ass first into the turnbuckle. Chester then grabs him and hits a big Belly to Belly Suplex! Biohazard flies halfway across the ring and proceeds to quickly tag in Logan.
Zach Davis: And hereeeee's Logan. Again.
Logan comes in with a head of steam and Chester runs at him, and Logan catches him and hits a Belly to Belly of his own! This time Chester tags in Dobbie.
Shannan Lerch: And hereeeee's Dobbie!
Dobbie enters and goes for a Clothesline, but Logan ducks it. He then goes for a Spin Kick and hits it!
Zach Davis: That's the Impact Style 09! That's what I'm going to call it anyway.
Dobbie bounces off the ropes, back towards Logan... and Logan hits his new version of the Connector!
Shannan Lerch: Guess that's the Connector 09!
Logan then falls onto Dobbie, and quickly gathers the energy to hook the leg.
Zach Davis: Logan gets the win here!
Logan's music plays and the crowd cheers. After taking a few moments to gather his breath he stands up and grabs his US Title before leaving.
Shannan Lerch: That's my boy!
Zach Davis: I don't know if this is a good sign going into XIII... he didn't seem very in shape tonight, he just kinda got lucky.
Logan leaves as Chester and Dobbie start trying to figure out what happened.
Last Chance Battle Royal
Corey Black vs Haydn Eyles vs Davey Boone vs Seth Lerch
No theatrics. No lights going out, nothing. Machine Head's cover of "Hallowed Be Thy Name" by Iron Maiden hits the PA system. With every bell toll, the lights flash brighter. When Robb Flynn comes in singing, the crowd sings along. "I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime. Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn't have much time. Because at five o'clock, they take me to the gallows pole. The sands of time, for me, are running looooow!" One minute and eight seconds in, when the guitar hits, Corey Black comes through the curtain and onto the stage, wearing the Creeping Death mask, along with a black hoodie with the hood up, and Nikki Venus by his side. Black and Venus stop on the stage and take in the reaction from the crowd, Corey looking out to them from behind the mask. Corey walks down to the ring, not veering from a straight shot into the squared circle, while Nikki walks behind him. Corey slides in under the bottom rope and gets up, throwing the devil horns as he stands, to which the crowd does back. Nikki stops on the floor before the ring and stands there cheering on her man. Corey pulls his hood down and removes Creeping Death mask, once again looking out and getting a reaction. Black takes off the hoodie and drops all the items on the apron, then walks to the far corner and awaits the match to begin.
Shannan Lerch: BOO THAT MAN!
Zach Davis: Corey Black's XIII is in jeopardy here. If he loses his job tonight, well...
Shannan Lerch: Of course, he could also lose his job if he loses his retirement match against Torture at XIII.
Zach Davis: Good point. Everyone wants this guy out of wrestling.
The arena goes pure black for 2 seconds, then the arena lights up dark blue with golden pyro shooting up each side of the entrance then out comes Haydn Eyles, just standing there hands on hips looking quite proud of hiself.
He then walks down the ramp exchanging comments & looks with the audience whilst doing quite a slow cocky walk, he then gets to the steps, takes look about a grins.. and slowly & cockily walks up the steps and gets in through the middle rope.
He then waits for his opponent
Shannan Lerch: We saw Haydn Eyles debut last week, his stay in WCF might be coming to an end tonight though.
“Fight Like This” by Decyfer Down blares over the PA as Chuck Watson leads the way out for Davey “The Savior” Boone. They stop just before the bottom of the ramp and Chuck points up towards the top of the stage as explosions begin to go off all across the arena as the crowd is going crazy! Boone hops around a little on the stage after the explosions playing to the crowd before he takes his confident walk down to the ring and leaps up on the apron and climbs into the ring.
Zach Davis: And here's Davey Boone, who came into WCF trying to defend Seth Lerch. His friend Johnny Craven was recently fired in one of these matches, will Boone fare any better?
Dig by Mudvayne plays, and out comes Seth Lerch. He is, of course, wearing a Dark Side t-shirt. He looks all business as he walks to the ring and slides in.
Shannan Lerch: Seth's job is on the line here too... I'm scared.
The bell rings. The three competitors look towards Seth, wondering what he's going to do. Boone approaches him and starts to talk to him... but Seth slaps him right in the face.
Zach Davis: Oh DAMN.
Shannan Lerch: I guess that answers any questions about Seth's allegiance with his old friends.
Boone reels back, and Black takes this opportunity to attack Eyles. Boone, clearly taken by surprise, turns back towards Seth who kicks him right the gut. Seth then hits several forearms to Boone's head before hitting a Vertical Suplex. Boone stumbles to his feet, Seth measures him up... and hits a Superkick! Boone flies back and over the top rope!
Zach Davis: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
Shannan Lerch: Seth Lerch has effectively fired a man who has done nothing but try to help him.
The fans boo mercilessly and Seth raises his arms, smirking.
Zach Davis: To be fair, the dude was always an asshole, so this isn't really anything new for him.
Meanwhile, Black and Eyles are going at it. Black lifts Eyles up for a Death Valley Driver, but Eyles slips behind him and hits a big German Suplex! Black hits the mat hard. Eyles picks him up and goes to throw him over the top, but Seth grabs him from behind and stops him.
Shannan Lerch: Looks like Seth's had a change of heart?
Seth throws Eyles out of the way and picks up Black, looking to eliminate him himself.
Shannan Lerch: Oh, nevermind.
But Black lands on the apron. He hits Seth right in the face, sending him back. Black then Springboards, hitting a Dropkick on Eyles and Seth, kicking them each with one leg. Eyles flies across the ring and Black quickly hits a MASSIVE looking punch, sending Eyles flying over the top rope!
Zach Davis: A variant on the patented BPP, I believe that is called the JKP, the Jobber Kill Punch.
This leaves Seth and Black in the ring alone. The two stare each other down for several moments until a smile spreads across Seth's face...
Shannan Lerch: What's Seth so happy about?
Without warning, Gravedigger runs out from the back and down the ramp. Corey Black turns around just in time to eat a VICIOUS Clothesline From Hell! Corey is completely laid out and isn't moving at all.
Zach Davis: OH WOW!! That was nasty! Corey didn't even know it was coming!!
Shannan Lerch: Yes and I'm getting word from the back that that's one of Gravedigger's old trademark moves, it's called the Grave Marker.
Gravedigger crouches over Corey Black and slaps the side of his head and yells at him.
Gravedigger: Get up Corey!! What's wrong???
Mike D and Chester walk out from the back but Gravedigger spots them and waves them away. They start to protest but Digger looks serious and the two Dark Side members head to the back. Gravedigger turns back to Corey Black who is starting to finally come around. Gravedigger picks him up and leads him to ringside.
Shannan Lerch: I'm curious as to where this is going. At the same time I'm both appalled because it's Gravedigger doing the damage, but excited since it's Corey Black on the damaged end. I swear, I HA---
Zach Davis: YES WE KNOW! You HATE Corey Black!
Gravedigger and Seth shake hands, much to the chagrin of the audience. Gravedigger picks Black up and hands him to Seth...
Shannan Lerch: He's letting Seth throw Black out of the ring!
But the referee rings the bell, ending the match due to disqualification! And it was just in time, because Seth throws Black over the top rope and to the floor.
Zach Davis: Black was ONE SECOND away from being fired here.
Gravedigger turns toward the referee, pissed. The ref backs away and points at his shirt because for some reason refs always do that when someone threatens them. Gravedigger hits another Grave Marker on the poor guy, who goes down in a heap. He then slides out of the ring and goes towards Black. Gravedigger takes Corey and hurls him into the ring stairs as Seth watches.
Shannan Lerch: I don't know what to think about all this...
Corey clips the stairs and flies over them and hits the guardrail. The crowd screams out in horror as Gravedigger gets on Corey and starts hitting him with multiple rights. Gravedigger opens up a gash in Corey's head, which gets immediately soaked with his blood.
Zach Davis: The sight of blood is making him hit him harder!
Gravedigger finally gets off of Corey Black as the EMTs come running down the ramp. Gravedigger steps back and starts laughing. "Dig" by Mudvayne hits the speakers as the camera zooms in on a sinister grin by the owner of WCF. Gravedigger and Seth finally heads to the back as the EMTs tend to Corey Black
Shannan Lerch: Well damn.
Zach Davis: This looks bad for Corey Black heading into his retirement match in a few days...
Skyler Striker/Logan/Jack of Blades/Rick Mad Segment
“Fallen Angels” hits the speakers and Skyler Striker appears without pyro or any other nonsense, marching down to the ring.
Zach Davis: Skyler Striker is furious – he’s not had a good past few weeks. Blades uses his daughter as a hostage one week, then the next he ambushes Striker!
Shannan Lerch: With the help of Rick Mad, don’t forget that!
Zach Davis: Oh, that makes it so much better. Thankyou.
Skyler Striker: Right. No jokes. Logan, apparently you’re my partner for Thirteen, so get the hell down here.
HIM’s "Sigillum Diaboli" plays out and Logan enters the arena with the US Title around his waist.
Shannan Lerch: Creeping Death picked Logan to be Skyler Striker’s partner... these two have never been on the same side of one battle!
Zach Davis: The last time they were in the same ring, Striker was disguised as Biohazard and he eliminated Logan to go on and face Jack of Blades and win the World Title!
Logan steps into the ring and looks at Striker, who passes him a spare mic.
Skyler Striker: I-
Logan: I don’t mind you, Striker. You’ve been interesting enough in the ring. But I have nothing to prove to you. I know what I’ve done and where I’ve been.
Skyler Striker: I don’t want you to prove anything to me, Logan. I have one request and that’s all. I need the old Logan. The multiple-time World Champion Logan. The Logan who EPITOMIZED WCF. Look at the situation I’m in. I’ve had my daughter used as a bargaining chip, and I’ve been ambushed – by two men I KNOW you have something against. You ended up on the wrong end of Blades in V6, and Rick Mad kicked you around the ring last month. You’ve got to help me out here. I know you want to do it – I want Logan, the crowd want Logan – and I know you want to become Logan, not just a shell of your former self.
The crowd start chanting ‘We want Logan! We want Logan!’ and Striker cheers them on.
Skyler Striker: I would consider it an honour to tag with the real Logan. What do you say?
Stepping inches away from Striker and grabbing the microphone away from his hand. Logan and Striker face to face. Eye to eye.
Logan: You want the old.. Logan?
Without hesitation Striker answers.
Skyler Striker: Yes.
The two remaining face to face, Logan lowers the microphone down while the crowd explodes into cheers and chants. The reaction of the crowd creates a dead serious look in the eyes of Logan. Once the crowd quiets, he holds the microphone back up to his lips.
Logan: You got it.
The crowd erupts, goes f'n nuts, the Face of Treachery drops the microphone rolling out of the ring underneath the bottom rope as Striker smiles on.
Zach Davis: Wait, what's Logan getting underneath the ring?
Digging underneath the ring for someone, Logan pulls out what seems to be a t-shirt launcher. Logan climbs back into the ring with the loaded launcher, aims it out into the crowd and pulls the trigger! It appears DVD's were stuffed inside the launcher. Logan runs to all four corners of the ring firing off DVD's into the anxious crowd. One of the cameras manage to get a glimpse of a crowd member holding up the DVD which reads, "Old School Treachery: Best of Logan's Early Years Vol. 1"
Shannan Lerch: I want one!
Zach Davis: That's what he meant when he said he'd give us the old Log--
Furfilling Shannan's wishes, and somehow hearing her, Logan fires a DVD towards the announcers booth. However, the DVD smacks Zach Davis across the forehead. Of course, this interrupts what Zach was saying, he simply blinks, the DVD landing in his lap which Shannan snatches away.
Shannan Lerch: Thank you, Logan. I love you!
Meanwhile all this is going on, Striker shakes his head, disappointedly leaning against the ring ropes while Logan has his fun with the launcher. The shenanigans are soon cut short as Das Duell hits the speaker system. In response, Skyler and Logan simultaneously crane their respective heads towards the entrance ramp, lowering their microphones in the process.
Zach Davis: Oh, this is 'really' surprising...
Shannan Lerch: A little bit of sarcasm in your voice there, Zach?
The camera cuts away from the ring to the ramp where Jack of Blades and Rick Mad are standing, both in street clothes.
Shannan Lerch: By the look of their attire, Rick and Jack aren't here to fight.
Zach Davis: Yeah but they are probably not here for a group hug either.
With their shared entrance music blaring, the tag team of Blades and Rick Mad make their way down to the ring. The camera intercuts their slow progress down the ramp with close-ups of Skyler Striker and Logan. While Striker holds a powerful glare at his future opponents, barely containing his anger, Logan is seen wiping and then tasting a mustard stain off his string vest.
Zach Davis: Oh, what a tangled web the WCF weaves...The history between these four men is palatable.
Shannan Lerch: How can history be palatable? It's an abstract concept. One that is dependent on appropriating the view that temporal linearity is a certainty.
Zach Davis: ...
Shannan Lerch: ...What happened? I blacked out for a minute there.
Rick and Blades take their usual paths into the ring. Blades slides under the ropes; Rick walks through them. Skyler immediately rushes the grounded Blades but Jack quickly jumps to his feet meeting him face-to-face.
Zach Davis: Face-off! Face-off!
Shannan Lerch: I love that movie. Nicholas Cage is quite possibly the greatest actor to have ever graced the earth. 'Put the bunny back in the box...' Genius!
The crowd rises in anticipation as it appears as if Skyler and Blades are about to start slugging each other. Skyler can barely control his rage, panting and grimacing like a wild animal. Conversely, a sly smile creeps on Blades' face as he raises a microphone to his lips. He lets the excitement rise in the arena for a moment.
Jack of Blades: ...How's Jade?
The crowd lets out one of those elongated 'Ooooh!' sounds, a noise typically found in day-time talk shows than a wrestling arena. Taking the question as if it were a physical blow, Skyler turns away before firing off a shot at Jack's chin. The Bastard Clown manages to block it with but rather than return the attack, he merely forces Skyler's hand down to his side. A cut to a close-up of Rick Mad smiling at his mentor's antics. Jack raises the microphone again.
Jack of Blades: Don't even start! I want to keep this short and sweet...a little like Jade actually.
Skyler Striker: If you say her name one more damn time...
Jack of Blades: You'll what? Write me a strongly worded letter? Come up with a new pseudonym? Get Logan to roll over?
A close-up of Logan still enjoying the platter of condiments found on his vest. A small laugh comes from certain members of the audience as Logan realizes his name has been mentioned.
Jack of Blades: Skyler, Rick and I are not here to engage you in the usual dialectic. The two-way spitting of invective. You see, for the majority of the week, our plan was to walk down her and simply tell you...'no.' Last week, you implied that I wanted another match with you as much as you did me. You presume too much. The feeling wasn't mutual. Why would I want another match with you? I am not contractually indentured to this company nor do I feel any degree of nostalgia for this midden.
Jack of Blades: Neither you or this company hold anything of interest to me. And, that was true. Until last Wednesday. Until it was announced that the 'Hot Dog Hero', that the 'Mustard Marauder' that himself, Logan, would be teaming with you. I think I speak for Rick here when I say that 'our interest was peaked.'
Rick Mad nods and gives a Blades-esque smile in Logan's direction. In response, Logan 'adjusts' himself. Groinally. Blades simply breezes past Skyler and rests a hand on the U.S. Champion's shoulder.
Jack of Blades: Skyler, you are not the only one who wants to see the return of the ol' Logan. Seth Lerch wants it. The fans want it. And most importantly, Rick Mad and I are willing to give him to you.
Rick Mad: Uh-huh! Give him to you, give him to like you. Like a gift. On a plate. A plate of fate. Fate. Fate. Fate.
Upon hearing this, all three other men turn and give Mad a quizzical look. Rick Mad just twitches.
Jack of Blades: Yeah...I've been brainwashing for a month and even I'm not entirely sure where he got that little idiosyncrasy. Maybe he'll have to go back in 'The Box' for a few days. And, with that we're off.
Mad and Blades pull themselves through the ropes and begin to make the return trip to the back-curtain. Skyler, unsatisfied at not having rung Jack's neck, goes to follow only to be pulled back by Logan who has finally switched his attention from condiments to competitors. Halfway up the ramp, Blades turns around to once-again face the ring as if remembering something extraordinarily important.
Jack of Blades: One little caveat, however. Our match at XIII will be a little different from all of the others. I don't know about you Skyler but I wasn't that pleased with the commentary for our last match. Yes, Nikki Venus and Nate Nytro can differentiate between a Pheonix-Suicide-Tope-Plancha-450-Senton-Splash with a Diving-Dragon-Plancha-450-Splash-Senton but they, in my opinion, couldn't capture the emotional story driving our little conflict. They couldn't verbalize the underlying tensions that had forced us into that little contest. They couldn't accurately describe the excruciating agony that Jade Striker must have felt as I played chiropractor.
Boos. Blades and Mad just soak them in.
Jack of Blades: And, that's why Shannan, cancel your weekly abortion because this Friday, you'll be providing guest commentary for our match.
Shannan Lerch: What?
Jack of Blades: You'll be helping Rick and I tell a story. The greatest comeback story since Jesus H. Rourke came out of the Hollywood wilderness. The return of Logan; a return I'm sure you'll be very interested in seeing.
With words spoken and mind-games complete, Das Duell plays out Rick Mad and Jack of Blades. Skyler and Logan are left alone in the ring.
Zach Davis: Damnit. How come you get the overtime? I need the money! The recent economic crash has taken away most of my assets. How did I know Ann Coulter sex-dolls would not be a big winner? Some people like their women to look equestrian!
Shannan Lerch: I....I...I...
Brad Kane vs Torture
Zach Davis: Well it's time for the main event!
Shannan Lerch: Brad Kane gets his hands on Torture tonight! Too bad it isn't for the Championship title.
The scene opens up on the outside of the arena in the parking lot. We pan around to notice Brad Kane is ready for battle. Another camera picks up Torture walking through the halls towards the back door. He opens it and notices Brad Kane. "COME ON TORTURE!". The Tort turns around to leave, but notices the door is locked behind him and can only be opened from the inside.
Zach Davis: Looks like Torture doesn't want to be in a street fight at all!
Shannan Lerch: Well, he has XIII on Friday, and to be honest, no one wants to be in a street fight with the reckless Brad Kane!
Torture turns around and notices Brad Kame coming towards him. Torture jumps over the trunk of the car, while Brad Kane chases him down. Kane reaches Torture by the head and begins a few punches. Torture ducks a right hand and shoves Brad Kane into the car. He takes his World Title and swings it at Brad Kane. Kane ducks, and hits a gut kick to Torture. Brad Kane goes for a DDT. Torture squirms out of it. Torture shoves Kane away, Kane goes for a clothesline but Torture ducks that and slaps the belt across Brad Kane's back. Torture leaps over a few cars and notices an SUV being pulled up. The passenger door flies open. Torture throws the World Title inside and leaps in. Torture looks back and notices Brad Kane running.
"GO CHRIS AVERY!". Torture closes the door and the SUV pulls out of the parking lot onto the street just as Brad Kane got there.
Zach Davis: Torture just left!?
Shannan Lerch: And Brad Kane isn't too happy about that.
Brad Kane turns around and it's obvious he is pissed off. Kane takes his boot and shoves it through a window of the car right next to him. He takes his left fist and drives it through a windshield of another car. The camera catches his intensity when he yells like a true warrior; "AAAARRRHHHHHHHH!!!!".
Shannan Lerch: We'll see you in two weeks on Slam! Enjoy XIII!
Zach Davis: Brad Kane and Torture's Title Match just got a bit more interesting.
Shannan Lerch: Goodnight everyone!
The WCF logo shows up as Brad Kane walks back towards the WCF building...
Zach Davis: Hold on... I'm getting word that something's happened in the back.
Backstage, Logan is lying on the floor just outside of the locker room, clutching his knee. A piece of looseleaf paper is taped to the wall above him, with the letters "MM" written in a fancy font with black ink.
Zach Davis: What happened? Who could have done this?
Shannan Lerch: Obviously, the Mexican Mafia. What else could "MM" stand for?
Zach Davis: I think you're just jumping to conclusions.
Shannan Lerch: Well then, you shouldn't have asked.
Zach Davis: Was it Jack of Blades and Rick Mad behind this? Is this a ploy to get the old Logan back?
Shannan Lerch: I don't know!
Zach Davis: Was it the Dark Side? They've been gunning for him too!
Shannan Lerch: I don't know!
Zach Davis: Me neither but we're out of time! XIII is coming up in a few days... so see you there!
Slam fades to black.