Timebomb Intro
Torture Segment
Johnny Reb/Ryan Daniels/Chris Avery vs Tanbark/Sanzen Haze/Apollo Griffin
Timebomb Segment
Tank Reaper vs Dobbie
Shane Spain vs Chester
M.M. Segment
US Title: Biohazard vs Logan
Corey Black vs Gravedigger
Skyler Striker Segment
World Title: Brad Kane vs Torture

Timebomb Intro

The Rake's Song by The Decemberists hits and Timebomb is on the air! The crowd roars and hold up their signs as pyro explodes, and we go to our announcers.

Zach Davis: I'm Zach Davis, here with Shannan Lerch and Luscious Jackson, and Timebomb is on the air!

Shannan Lerch: We've got some huge matchups tonight, and I am excited.

Luscious Jackson: World Title on the line, Brad Kane up against Torture!

Zach Davis: That is correct. Last week we saw Brad Kane kidnap and assault Torture, after Torture attacked Kane several times. So Torture will surely be out for revenge.. as will Brad Kane.

Shannan Lerch: Don't forget, Torture is in possession of the GWC World Title. I don't know if I'd call him the GWC World Champion, but in any case, he has the belt.

Luscious Jackson: And we all know, possession is nine tenths of the law.

Zach Davis: We also have Corey Black against Gravedigger... and if Black wins, Seth Lerch regains control of WCF, finally.

Shannan Lerch: Gravedigger has been terrorizing us all for months. No one's job is safe, no one's HEALTH is safe... and this company is about a month or two away from financial bankruptcy.

Luscious Jackson: Seth and Corey sure fooled Gravedigger, though, trickin him and the Dark Side into thinking Seth was really on their side.

Zach Davis: We have an interesting US Title match, Logan against Biohazard. Both Logan and Biohazard are members of Timebomb, a new group here in WCF... Gravedigger made this match one, to break them up possibly, and two, to deny Chris Avery the US Title shot he earned at XIII.

Shannan Lerch: Speaking of Timebomb, we've got the other two members, Shane Spain and Tank Reaper, up against members of the Dark Side, Chester and Dobbie, in singles matches. We saw them in tag team action last week, so we will see if they're just as succesful on their own!

Luscious Jackson: And in our opener, we'll see Johnny Reb, Ryan Daniels, and Chris Avery team up against another new force here in WCF, the Triangle. Interesting.

Zach Davis: Let's get to the show!

Torture Segment

Jamais Vu nails the speakers and the crowd begins to boo.

Zach Davis: Damn it. Why is it everytime we start the show we have to hear from the World Champion?

Shannan Lerch: It's a tradition now!

Luscious Jackson: The greatest tradition, mind you!

The crowd begins to chant TORTURE SUCKS, TORTURE SUCKS. After thirty seconds from the song, Torture steps out from the curtain takes a few steps and looks out at the crowd. Wearing a pure black suit, with a bright red tie, Torture looks down at his side. Jayson Stasiak, and two police offers come from the curtain and stand right behind Torture. The four of them begin walking down the isle towards the ring.

Shannan Lerch: Why the hell is he with Jayson Stasiak?

Luscious Jackson: Torture looks like he was beaten up.

Zach Davis: That he was, Jackson. Torture has bruised ribs, and he's sporting a small bandage over his forehead. All from last weeks attack on Monday Slam.

Torture uses the steps to get inside the ring while the police officers take a look around to check ringside. They follow suit and get inside the ring with Jayson, and Torture. The Tort takes a microphone from a staff member and clears his throat. The crowd begins to boo again, but Torture smirks and shrugs it off.

Zach Davis: Torture looks very serious here. No time for jokes.

Shannan Lerch: He may have something important to say for the first time since god knows when.

Torture: I feel sorry for everyone who paid tickets tonight thinking they'd see the Reckless one Brad Kane try to take this World Title off my waist. I feel sorry for the Torture Haters who thought it was a cool segment when Brad Kane attacked me on Monday Night.

The crowd begins to chant BRAD KANE! BRAD KANE! BRAD KANE!

Torture: Listen to me. I have something very important to tell you, and I need Brad Kane down here so Jayson?

Stasiak takes the microphone from Torture.

Jayson Stasiak: Uhm, Brad Kane? On behalf of Wrestling Championship Federation, you are being ordered to enter this ring right now please.

The Tort takes the microphone back from Jayson as the crowd cheers as Brad Kane comes walking out from behind the curtain. Brad waves to the fans in attendance but is still wondering what is going on. Kane slides into the ring.

Torture: Brad Kane, because of your antics on Monday Night Slam you are being charged with Kidnapping, Assault and automobile theft! Gentlemen, arrest this man!

The crowd boo's as Brad Kane lunges at Torture but is caught by the police officers. They shove him up against the corner and take his arms behind him and lock him in handcuffs. The crowd begins to boo even harder. They hold Brad Kane there while Torture gets back on the mic.

Torture: You have now entered my world. You want to try and mess with me? You want to get in my head? How the hell does it feel now, Brad? Does it feel good? Do you feel like a powerful man now? Brad, you are a worthless nobody and tonight, You don't get your World Title match, no, tonight you get to sit in jail for breaking.. THE LAW!

The Tort slaps Brad Kane right across the face. The crowd boos. Brad Kane doesn't even try. The officers escort him out of the ring and up the isle way. Torture begins to speak into the microphone but Jayson pulls the mic away.

Jayson Stasiak: Torture, I may have some bad news for you too. An hour ago you told me you were pressing charges against Brad Kane. I agreed to let you do that, and have him opted out of the World Title match tonight. However..

The crowd begins to cheer..

Jayson Stasiak: We are in a certain someone's hometown... *cheers*.. and tonight you WILL DEFEND YOUR WORLD TITLE!

The Tort pushes Jayson into the corner..

Jayson Stasiak: You'll just have to wait and see what happens tonight, Torture!

Stasiak slides out from under the ring and makes his way up the Isle. Torture's music hits and he stands in the middle of the ring a bit pissed off.

Zach Davis: Well, not so good news for Brad Kane.

Shannan Lerch: You know what Zach, I have hated on Brad Kane before, but god damn it the man doesn't deserve that!

Luscious Jackson: Plain and simple, you don't put your hands on the World Champion ever!

Zach Davis: Brad Kane will be spending the night in Jail, while Torture will be defending his World Heavyweight Championship title.. against a mystery opponent..

Shannan Lerch: Jayson noted that the opponent is from here, perhaps a one time appearance?

Luscious Jackson: A one time beat down if you mean!

Shannan Lerch: Just pisses me off..

Zach Davis: Lets get to our first match up!

Johnny Reb/Ryan Daniels/Chris Avery vs Tanbark/Sanzen Haze/Apollo Griffin

Zach Davis: Our opening match is a six man tag, featuring three newcomers known as Triangle.

Shannan Lerch: The first team will be Johnny Reb, Ryan Daniels, and Chris Avery.

The opening chords of "Bad Company" by Bad Company filter through the arena. The stage and the surrounding area go dark. As the actual lyrics begin, blue lights illuminate a figure dressed in a grey Confederate frock coat and an officer's slouch hat.

Company,
Always on the run.

The figure steps out onto the ramp and the stage lights return to normal.

Destiny,
Is the rising sun.

The crowd starts to boo, recognizing Johnny Reb. He looks up into the stands, as if curious about this reaction.

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

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

That's why they call me...

Suddenly, a fountain of pyros erupts behind him to coincide with the change in the song's tempo. Johnny raises his hands and lifts his head, making a beckoning motion as if drawing more venom from the audience, and reveling in it.

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

Johnny Reb lowers his arms and give the fans a disdainful sneer.

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

Johnny keeps walking toward the ring at a stately pace, occasionally responding to a taunt from a fan.

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

Reb walks up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes, dignified. He stalks to the opposite corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle.

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

He gestures out at the crowd, flinging insults back at selected individuals for a moment, before deciding they're not worth the effort. He hops off the turnbuckle and removes the hat and coat. The music fades away.

Luscious Jackson: I don't like Johnny Reb and I doubt he likes me.

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: There is Ryan Daniels, and next up is Chris Avery, who has to be kind of disappointed that he isn't getting his US Title shot tonight.

The lights go out and Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolf blares through the sound system. The arena boos as the lights flash back on on time with a set of fireworks on the stage. Chris Avery steps out onto the stage and smiles at all of the fans that are boo'ing. Ignoring each and every one of them he slides into the ring puts out his hands like 'what? You kidding me? I'm the best'. He awaits his opponent.

Shannan Lerch: Next up, the newest group to debut in WCF... Triangle.

Coheed and Cambria's Justice in Murder bangs throughout the arena speakers and the lights go out with strobes around the stage area. Haze and Tanbark come out first with Apollo following tightly behind them. The three men stand atop the ramp and look out at each and every one of the fans who are in attendance. Triangle is announced over the loudspeakers, and the men walk intensely down the ramp. Each men take to the ring and taunt with their own style.

Johnny Reb starts the match for his team, as does Tanbark. The two tie up and Reb forces Tanbark into the corner. The ref says to give a clean break, but Reb slaps Tanbark right in the face instead! The crowd oooh's. Tanbark goes for a Short Arm Clothesline but Reb ducks and turns around, grabbing Tanbark and hitting a Bulldog! Tanbark then stands, groggily, and Reb hits a Facebreaker DDT!

Zach Davis: Good moves, good moves, Reb sure is on the attack tonight!

Reb pins Tanbark, hooking the leg.

One!

Two!

No, Apollo Griffin is in and breaks it up.

Luscious Jackson: These guys are about as close as they come. They're bandmates from the music industry... they know each other better than any other team, I'd say.

Griffin kicks at Reb, and picks him up. Tanbark is to his feet, and the two Triangle members execute a Double Team Suplex.

Zach Davis: Beautiful move there, and I think you're right, Luscious.

Apollo gets back on the ring apron while Tanbark kicks Reb now, having the advantage. He picks him up and Scoop Slams him back down before hitting an elbow drop and going for another pin.

One!

Two!

No, Reb kicks out.

Shannan Lerch: I'd say its time for Reb to make a tag.

And, indeed, he's beginning to crawl towards his corner. Tanbark tags in Apollo, and as he does, Reb lunges and tags in Chris Avery!

Luscious Jackson: Here comes my man.

The crowd boos as Avery enters the ring and hits Apollo with a Clothesline. Apollo goes down, gets back up, and Avery goes for another Clothesline. Apollo ducks this one and hits a DDT! He pins Avery.

One!

Two!

Avery kicks out!

Zach Davis: Close.

Apollo picks Avery up, but Ryan Daniels reaches and tags himself in.

Shannan Lerch: And here comes The Broken.

Daniels gets in, and Apollo throws Avery out of the ring. Daniels runs at him, but Apollo kicks him in the gut and hits the Sunspot!

Luscious Jackson: Damn!

Apollo pins.

One!

Reb gets in the ring....

Two!

Tanbark stops him!

Three!

Zach Davis: Triangle gets the win!

The bell rings. The ref raises their arms in the air.

Shannan Lerch: The team known as Triangle debuts succesfully!

They leave the ring, leaving Reb, Avery, and Daniels inside. Daniels gets up, shrugging his shoulders, unconcerned about the loss. Reb gets in his face, yelling, and Daniels begins to yell back. Reb pushes him, Daniels pushes back.... Reb hits him with a stiff DDT! He gets up, and in a fit of rage kicks Avery and hits a DDT on him too!

Luscious Jackson: No! Damnit Johnny Reb, you scum.

Zach Davis: Well, Johnny Reb not happy with the loss and his teammates lack of focus.

Reb leaves the ring, storming angrily to the back.

Timebomb Segment

Timebomb by Godsmack blares into the arenas speakers. "The Sensational" Shane Spain, Tank Reaper, Biohazzard all fearlessly make their way to the ring. Logan sluggishly follows behind. Biohazzard slides through the bottom rope, sprinting randomly around in the ring. Shane and Tank take advantage of the ringside steps, and Logan mingles with a fan wearing a Jack of Blades shirt.

Shannan Lerch: Best group of men since the...

Pause.

Shannan Lerch: ToT.

Zach Davis: Stop hinting. That would never happen again.

Godsmack cuts, members of the group all receive a microphone, Logan climbs into the ring joining them.

Shane Spain: Chester.

The crowd immediately boos.

Shane Spain: Tonight is your calling. A calling you will answer, a calling with an ass whooping on the other line! No more is need to be said, it's a waste of time mentioning your name. What ISN'T a waste of time is the men you see standing in this ring. Me, the leader and founder of Timebomb, a mans man. Tank Reaper, a seven foot ass stomping machine. Logan, the oldest hotdog AND US champion ever. Biohazzard..

Screaming crowd.

Shane Spain: Biohazzard. Nuff F'n Said.

Shannan Lerch: What?

The microphone is handed over to Timebomb's ancient hotdog warrior, Logan. The champ stares at Shane for a moment before realizing it's his time to speak.

Logan: Boudle.

The crowd explodes! Logan smiles and nods.

Zach Davis: Cheap pop.

Logan: I'll be saying that all night in the parking lot for five dollars a pop.

Logan goes to hand the microphone off to Tank but pauses and raises the microphone back to his lips.

Logan: Ladies and gentlemen, Tank Reaper.

The crowd buzzes. The microphone is handed off to Reaper.

Tank Reaper: This company is in for a seven foot tall surprise. Timebomb will prevail tonight at Timebomb, and only once a year I promise that'll sound confusing.

Crowd giggles.

Tank Reaper: But you'll see, when all of us win our single bouts tonight.. maybe except for Bio and Logan, that's kind've a win, win.

Tank hands off the microphone to Biohazzard. The crowd stands to their feet in anticipation to what the best promo worker in the world has to say.

Biohazzard: Logan!!

He literally has to shout due to the thunderous applause.

Biohazzard: TONIGHT YOU'RE GETTING OZZZZED!!

Logan blinks, staring at Biohazzard, he almost looks a little scared.

Bio drops the microphone, Godsmack echos, and Timebomb leave the ring to go prepare for their matches at Timebomb. Except for Tank Reaper, who stays in the ring, waiting for Dobbie.

Zach Davis: And there you have it. Timebomb claiming to be victorious at Timebomb.

Tank Reaper vs Dobbie

"Dead And Gone" by T.I. plays on the speakers as Dobbie runs out from the back with Jayson Stasiak following behind him. Dobbie runs down both sides of the ramp slapping hands. He then slides into the ring and poses on each turnbuckle. He backflips off the last one and runs back and forth to each side of the ring, bouncing off the ropes until the match begins.

Shannan Lerch: And here we go!

Tank, not surprisingly, uses his power to overwhelm Dobbie early in the match. Soon, however, Dobbie hits a low blow, followed by a poke to the eye.

Zach Davis: What a dirty trick combo!

Dobbie uses his ill gotten advantage to hit several kicks to Tank's legs, bringing him down. He goes for several pins after some standard moves, but Tank manages to kick out of each of them. Soon Tank is back in control, and throws Dobbie into the corner, getting ready for his finisher. He accidently hits the ref in the process, of course, which prompts Stasiak to throw in a chair. Dobbie uses the chair to hit several stiff shots right to Tank's head, and then pins him. The ref recovers soon enough to make the count...

One.

Two.

Three.

Luscious Jackson: And Dobbie gets the win.

Mike D walks out from the back and starts jogging down the ramp. Mike D walks over and grabs the middle rope, then pulls himself up into the ring. Before Tank Reaper can even react, Mike D runs over and starts pounding away at the big man. Dobbie walks over and helps Mike pound away at Tank reaper. Mike D takes a few steps back, runs at Tank and nails him with a huge right. Tank hits the mat and starts bleeding from the forehead. Mike D holds his hand out to show a pair of brass knuckles. He takes them off and throws them onto the mat.

Zach Davis: Oh come on, is this necessary?

Dobbie starts stomping away at Tank Reaper when the crowd suddenly jumps to their feet cheering. Dobbie stops and turns to the entryway as does Mike D. Shane Spain is running out from the back and down the ramp. He slides in and Mike D jumps on him and starts pounding away. Shane Spain manages to get up and ducks a right by Mike D. Shane barely spots Dobbie leaping forward for a superkick and bends over backwards as Dobbie accidentally superkicks Mike D. Mike falls to the mat, knocked out. Dobbie looks shocked and Shane springs back up and irish whips Dobbie across the ring and hits him with a clothesline on the way back.

Shannan Lerch: What a war!

Chester runs out from the back and down the ramp. He slides into the ring and starts trading lefts and rights with Shane Spain. Dobbie gets up and starts to help Chester when the referee finally manages to regain control and gets Dobbie out of the ring. Dobbie pulls on Mike D and manages to get him out of the ring. The referee walks over and kinda nudges Tank with his foot until he finally gets up and climbs out of the ring.

The referee rings the bell signaling the start of Chester vs. Shane Spain.

Shane Spain vs Chester

Of course, the match is still pretty out of control. Spain and Chester go back and forth, each giving and taking some moves, with Tank Reaper and Dobbie both helping their partners when they can without the referee seeing.

Zach Davis: This seems to be anyone's matchup!

Eventually, however, Dobbie and Chester are just that much better at cheating. He manages to hit the Morning Star, pinning Spain...

One!

Two!

Three!

Shannan Lerch: Clean sweep for the Dark Side so far tonight!

Chester and Dobbie makes the ref raise their arms in victory as they leave the arena, leaving the defeated Timebomb members regrouping.

M.M. Segment

The lights go out and the double-M logo appears on the JumboTron.

Zach Davis: Here we go again.

Shannan Lerch: Maybe this guy is going to finally tell us who he is. We've seen him so many times...

Luscious Jackson: First time in person for me!

"The End of Everything" by Trivium plays. Two spotlights shine on the ramp entrance revealing the mystery man standing there with his arms crossed, wearing a suit and tie. After a few seconds, he walks down the ramp and the lights follow him. He climbs into the ring and stands in the centre. He then raises his arms, palms up, as the music ends.

Luscious Jackson: Whoever he is, this dude means business.

Shannan Lerch: Whatever, he's just another nutjob.

Zach Davis: We seem to get a lot of those here.

While they were talking, the man in the ring was given a microphone. As he raises his head up to speak, his hair falls away from his face, revealing Asian features.

MM: My name...is Masaya Mikami. I have come here all the way from Japan...to rescue the WCF.

He pauses.

Mikami: The world is full of injustice. We all know this. The average person says, “It is the way of the world,” and lives on in spite of it. But we are all made miserable by theft, fraud, and violence. The few that have the power to stop these things lack the will to do so. I, on the other hand, have been put into a position where I have both the power and the will to end all injustice in the WCF.

Luscious Jackson: This is the wackest thing I've ever heard.

Mikami: To accomplish this goal, I must punish those who do evil, one at a time. And I will start with Logan. As I have stated before, he had an opportunity to save the WCF. He chose not to take that opportunity. He has ignored me thus far, but as I have also stated before, my previous assaults on him were merely tests. His punishment has not even started yet. Nor will it tonight.

Shannan Lerch: He talks tough, but what can he do, really? He's a shrimp.

Luscious Jackson: But he's also very, very sneaky.

Mikami: I have heard it said that punishing Logan will not return the WCF to its original ownership. That is beside the point. Corey Black is currently working on that goal, and at the current time, given his experience, and his familiarity with Gravedigger and this federation, he is a better instrument for that job than I. Even if that were not the case, my task is not to undo what has been done. If it were up to me, the WCF would not be run by Gravedigger or Seth Lerch. I am only here to eliminate the guilty, to clean up the WCF and deter anyone else from repeating these offences. The rest is not in my hands.

He gestures upwards with his hand, and then starts to leave the ring. After he gets one leg through the ropes, he remembers something and brings the microphone back up to his mouth.

Mikami: One more thing. While I consider the just in the WCF to be my allies, anybody who interferes with my work will be treated the same as the guilty.

He exits the ring and hands the microphone back to a ringside official with a slight bow. He heads back up the ramp while “Messiah” by Fear Factory plays.

Shannan Lerch: Told you. Nutjob.

Zach Davis: That will have to do for now. I don't even know where to begin with this.

Luscious Jackson: What's wrong with “wack”? I think “wack” works perfectly fine.

Shannan Lerch: That whole spiel didn't really clear up much of anything.

Zach Davis: No, it didn't. We got more questions than answers.


Biohazard vs Logan

Toxicity by System of a Down hits, and out comes Biohazard to a HUGE pop! He walks down the aisle and into the ring.

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: These two men are both members of Timebomb....

Shannan Lerch: I hope that awful Biohazard doesn't spit ooze into my Logan's face!

The two shake hands in the middle of the ring... Logan throws a half assed spin kick Impact Style, which doesn't hit Biohazard at all. Biohazard falls to the ground and Logan covers him.

One, two, three.

Luscious Jackson: Well that sucked.

Logan and Biohazard get up and raise their arms in the air as Logan's music plays. Biohazard pulls two hot dogs out of his pants and hands one to Logan, who eats it. Biohazard takes his hot dog, spits ooze onto it, and then eats it himself.

Zach Davis: Uh....

Shannan Lerch: Disgusting.

And suddenly, Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolf plays, and out comes Chris Avery!

Luscious Jackson: The man that SHOULD have gotten this US Title match...

He walks out, raising a sign high in the air, that reads:

GRAVEDIGGER HATES BLACKS

Zach Davis: Uh.. wow.

Avery holds the sign, marching down to the ring and around it, while Logan and Biohazard watch. Eventually, Avery slides into the ring and parades around, holding it up and yelling "GRAVEDIGGER HATES BLACKS" at the top of his lungs. Logan and Biohazard continue to look on, confused. Avery gives them both the finger, yells GRAVEDIGGER HATES BLACKS! into their faces, and then marches out.

Shannan Lerch: Well that was bizarre.

Luscious Jackson: That's my man Chris Avery, and he's speakin da truth!

Logan and Biohazard leave next.

Corey Black vs Gravedigger
Control of WCF On The Line

Zach Davis: With respect to Brad Kane and Torture, this is probably the most important match of the night coming up. Corey Black up against Gravedigger.

Shannan Lerch: For some reason, Seth went to Corey Black and got him to scheme to trick Gravedigger and get this match signed. If Black wins, Seth finally gets WCF back.

Luscious Jackson: And I think this is probably gonna be Seth's last chance. If Black can't beat Gravedigger, that'll be it. No one else is left and I don't think 'Digger'd be dumb enough to give someone another chance at that ownership deal.

"Dig" by Mudvayne hits the speakers. The curtains part and out walks Gravedigger with his manager Jayson Stasiak, valet Jessie, and bodyguard Mike D. Gravedigger stands at the top of the ramp and soaks in the jeers from the crowd. He grins as he walks down the ramp, feeling the electricity from the crowd. Gravedigger walks up the ring steps and holds the rope for Jessie and Jayson as they enter the ring. Mike D leaps from the floor to the apron and then steps in. Gravedigger enters last. Gravedigger walks to each corner and stands on the middle turnbuckle, taunting the crowd from each one."Dig" by Mudvayne hits the speakers. The curtains part and out walks Gravedigger with his manager Jayson Stasiak, valet Jessie, and bodyguard Mike D. Gravedigger stands at the top of the ramp and soaks in the jeers from the crowd. He grins as he walks down the ramp, feeling the electricity from the crowd. Gravedigger walks up the ring steps and holds the rope for Jessie and Jayson as they enter the ring. Mike D leaps from the floor to the apron and then steps in. Gravedigger enters last. Gravedigger walks to each corner and stands on the middle turnbuckle, taunting the crowd from each one.

Zach Davis: Former World Champion and current owner of WCF... Gravedigger.

The crowd is buzzing, and a spotlight hits somewhere in the crowd. No music, pyro, video, or anything. Standing there is Corey Black, wearing his hoodie with the hood up. A little behind him is Seth Lerch, wearing a WCF T-shirt and a smirk on his face. Black makes his way through the crowd as they cheer him on. Corey then hops the security barricade and rolls into the ring. He throws the devil horns to the crowd, and they do the same. Corey then sits in a corner, waiting for the match to begin. Seth stands outside, away from Stasiak, Jessie, and Mike D.

Shannan Lerch: I'm so conflicted. Hate Corey, but my brother's OK...

Luscious Jackson: Don't lie, Shannan, we all know you hate da brothas.

Shannan Lerch: He's not THAT kind of brother, you moron.

The bell rings. Gravedigger approaches Corey, cautiously. Corey does the same.

Zach Davis: There are several important things to remember here. Although there is a WCF referee there to count the pin, this match is NOT sanctioned by WCF. Corey isn't getting paid, and there are no rules. This may or may not be to his advantage, due to Mike D and the Dark Side.

Shannan Lerch: Corey has been wrestling consistantly since returning to WCF, however, while Gravedigger has primarily been letting Chester and Dobbie do his dirtywork. He didn't have to try too hard in his match against Logan, so he MAAAYYY be a little rusty in this big match situation.

GD and Black go to tie up, but Gravedigger kicks him in the gut, doubling him over. He quickly goes to Powerbomb Corey, but Black slips behind him and Dropkicks his back, sending GD into the ropes. GD turns around and Black Clotheslines him out of the ring.

Luscious Jackson: Well dat didn't take long!

Gravedigger stands up rather quickly, but Black is reading, running and Springboarding off the rope and hitting a Plancha! Both men are knocked to the ground. To their credit, both Mike D and Seth stick to observing the match for now. Black gets to his feet, picking Gravedigger up with him. Black goes to slam GD's head into the rail, but GD stops him and slams his head instead. GD then throws Corey hard into the ring stairs.

Zach Davis: Gravedigger is a powerful man, and Corey is going to need to watch out for that.

Black hits his back against the steps. Gravedigger follows up his attack by grabbing Corey and this time throwing him into the guardrail. Corey again hits back first, and Gravedigger hits a big chop right to his chest. The crowd, naturally, WOOOO!'s. Gravedigger hits a few more chops, getting a WOOOO! each time. He then picks Black up and hits a Snake Eyes onto the guardrail. Black hits face first and falls back. Gravedigger now grabs him and throws him back into the ring, sliding in with him.

Shannan Lerch: You were right, Zach. Gravedigger is using his power and he's in control right now.

Gravedigger kicks at Corey several times, and then picks him up and throws him into the turnbuckle. He hits several shots to Black's midsection before lifting him up onto the turnbuckle.

Luscious Jackson: Dis don't look good for Corey Black!

Gravedigger climbs up with him, getting him to stand, throwing his arm over his shoulder...

Zach Davis: Going for a Superplex!

But no! Black is able to push Gravedigger, sending him falling hard down onto the mat! Black measures Gravedigger for a second, because thats all the time he has, and flies off the top rope with a Shooting Star Leg Drop!

Shannan Lerch: Oh wow!!

The crowd pops huge as Black connects perfectly with the move! Seth cheers on the outside while Mike D and Jessie are irate. Black stands back up, waiting for Gravedigger to do the same.

Luscious Jackson: That was a big move, but Black is smart enough to know he can't put Gravedigger away yet.

As Gravedigger stands, Black hits him with a Dropkick. GD goes down but slowly stands back up. Black hits another Dropkick, and again GD goes down and gets back up, dazed. This time Black grabs him and hits an H Edge! The crowd pops, and now Black pins him.

One!

Two!

No, kickout!

Zach Davis: Not quite, not quite.

Black slides out of the ring and grabs a chair before rolling back in.

Shannan Lerch: Oh, here we go.

Black raises the chair high above his head, then slams it down onto Gravedigger, who yells in pain. Black does this repeatedly before throwing the chair down on the ground. He lifts Gravedigger up and goes to DDT him onto it...but Gravedigger picks him up a bit, spins, and hits a Northern Lights Suplex onto Black's chair!

Zach Davis: Ouch, damn!

Gravedigger keeps it bridged and goes for the pin.

One!

Two!

No, Black gets out of it. Gravedigger stands up, and Seth has had enough. He grabs him, tripping him up. Gravedigger turns, and Black is to his feet. He hits a Dropkick to Gravedigger's back, sending him over the top rope and to the floor!

Shannan Lerch: Get him, Seth!

But Seth can't, lest he get Corey disqualified. Black gets onto the apron, and executes an Asai Moonsault to the floor, landing on GD! Seth simply watches, as does Mike D, who has come to watch and make sure nothing unseemly is going on. Black picks GD up and tosses him back into the ring. He then gets on the apron and Springboards off as Gravedigger is standing up, going for a Clothesline, but Gravedigger ducks! Black, of course, goes right into the referee.

Luscious Jackson: Not good.

And, immediately, Mike D tackles Seth down, slamming his head into the ring steps. After that he slides into the ring, tackling Black down also.

Zach Davis: To the surprise of no one..

The two Dark Side members stomp him a few times until Seth gets in. He has a chair, and he cracks Mike D over the head with it. Gravedigger turns, and Seth hits him too!

Shannan Lerch: Get him, Seth, get him!

Gravedigger gets up and Seth swings again... but this time Seth ducks, accidently hitting Corey Black.

Luscious Jackson: NO NO NO.

Gravedigger smirks and grabs Seth, throwing him out of the ring. He pins Corey Black just as the referee is revived...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Zach Davis: No-

Shannan Lerch: No indeed! Corey Black got his shoulder up at the last second!

And it is true, he did! Gravedigger stands up, livid. He picks the referee up and kicks him in the gut before quickly Powerbombing him back down.

Luscious Jackson: So much for dat guy.

Gravedigger picks Black up, and Black decides he might as well heel it up, hitting GD with a low blow. CD then turns to Mike D and Dropkicks him out of the ring. Seth gets back up, but quickly gets out of the ring as he sees a new referee running in.

Zach Davis: Well maybe now we can get some law and order back in this thing.

Gravedigger turns to Black, and the two stare at each other for a brief moment before trading blows with one another. They're getting tired but the punches are as hard as ever, if not a little slower than the start of the match. Gravedigger kicks Black in the gut, and then goes for a Powerbomb!..

Shannan Lerch: Uh oh-

But Black uses his momentum to flip behind Gravedigger and bring him down in a Sunset style pin!

One!

Two!

No, Gravedigger gets out of it. He's quickly to his feet, as is Corey, and Gravedigger Big Boots him down.

Luscious Jackson: OOF.

Gravedigger indicates that he's ready to end the match. He picks Corey Black up...

Zach Davis: Come on, Corey, come on....

And hits the Death Driver.

Shannan Lerch: NO.

Gravedigger pins, hooking Corey Black's leg. Seth is panicking on the outside.

ONE.

TWO.

THREE?

Luscious Jackson: No!

Black got the shoulder up at the last second. Gravedigger stands, incredulous. He kicks Black a few times as Seth cheers, urging Black on. Gravedigger begins climbing to the top rope.

Zach Davis: Gotta be the Death From Above, and that would be IT for Corey Black.

Once GD gets to the top, he flies off with the Death From Above!

Shannan Lerch: And Corey Black rolls away!

Indeed, Black rolled away at the last second! He quickly summons all the energy he has left to get to his feet, and Gravedigger is up as well, holding his stomach... Corey Black grabs him and hits the FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS!

Luscious Jackson: BAM DONE!

Black pins him!

One!

Two!

Three-

Mike D pulls the ref out of the ring.

Zach Davis: Oh Jesus.

Black stands up, pissed. The referee begins arguing with Mike D, and Seth runs around and tackles him down yet again. The referee uses this opportunity to get back into the ring and back to the match.

Shannan Lerch: This is just ridiculous at this point, honestly.

Black is picking Gravedigger up, tired and pissed because he certainly feels like he has already won the match. He grabs him, putting him in a Front Face Lock.

Luscious Jackson: I do believe he's going for the Your Plague here, good sirs.

Zach Davis: Very articulate, Luscious!

But as Corey flips, Gravedigger somehow has enough strength to keep holding him up. Gravedigger tosses Corey overhead, and Corey gets back to his feet. Gravedigger turns, grabs him... picks him up...

Shannan Lerch: Come on Corey, I guess, come on Corey-

Gravedigger hits the Death Driver one more time, and then pins again.

ONE.

Seth notices.

TWO.

Seth slides into the ring, not caring about the referee.

THREE.

It's too late.

Zach Davis: NO. NO NO NO NO.

Shannan Lerch: I don't believe it. He lost. Corey lost.

Luscious Jackson: Gravedigger retains control of WCF.

Seth curses loudly, not knowing what to do. Gravedigger, who still technically has control of him, tells Seth to come over and raise his hand. Seth has to oblige. Mike D reenters the ring and also holds Gravedigger's arm in the air. Gravedigger kicks Black a few more times before the Dark Side slides out of the ring, Seth included, and begins heading to the back.

Zach Davis: Well, folks, that was our last and final hope.

Shannan Lerch: Corey Black's plan failed. Now he's left without a contract and WCF is still controlled by the Dark Side.

Luscious Jackson: I don't believe it... I really thought Corey Black had his number.

Zach Davis: Well... alright, folks, I guess that was our reality check. Guess we just have to move on.

Black stands, getting a standing ovation from the crowd as he begins heading to the back.

Skyler Striker Segment

“Fallen, broken. Simply dissolved into an incomplete thought. An empty shell, cracked, and disfigured. With no remorse, I have been blinded by the darkness. With no disdain, I have received my punishment. And with no haste, I await them.”

“Fallen Angels” by Ra bursts over the speakers and Skyler Striker emerges, making his way to the ring with bombast.

Zach Davis: For a guy not on the active roster, he’s sure here a lot.

Shannan Lerch: Gotsta get paid, baby!

Striker enters the ring and grabs a mic.

Skyler Striker: Blades.

Zach Davis: Jack of!

Shannan Lerch: Did you just say jack off? Seriously, Zach, grow up!

Zach Davis: I-

Shannan Lerch: Perv.

Skyler Striker: Blades, Blades, Blades. Jack. Of. Blades.

The crowd are a little confused as to Striker’s words, but they boo Jack just via the name dropping anyway.

Skyler Striker: Twice. I have returned to the ring here twice, and have still not managed to right the wrong that Jack dealt me back at the first XIII here. My daughter is not a hostage. I need that match. And if Jack doesn’t give it to me, then he is a COWARD.

Zach Davis: Seems like he’s calling Blades out there.

Shannan Lerch: That would be the general observation, yes.

Skyler Striker: No? Nothing, Jacky? I don’t care when, how, none of that matters, as long as I get that one more match with you. Come on, Jacky! Are you hiding behind Jasper there? Or maybe a little too busy in bed with Dysphoria? Or are you just a coward, running from me? Are you afraid, Jack? Are you scared? I know I’d be scared if I-

With no warning, the lights shut down and the crowd scream in either chaos or excitement.

Zach Davis: What the hell? What’s going on?

Shannan Lerch: Geez, this trick is overplayed. Isn’t it obvious? Someone’s either psyching Striker out or they’re trying to ambush him.

Then the lights flicker back on and Shannan is proved right on the second count. Striker is laid out in the ring with Jack of Blades holding a sledgehammer above him, bringing it crushing down on Striker’s ribs. Striker is already busted open and Jack drops the hammer onto his skull one more time, laughing at the mess of a wrestler below his feet. Jack exits the ring without another thought, clearly not interested in such a match with Striker.

Zach Davis: You know, I find it hard to sympathize with Striker because he did kind of ask for that. He’s got to know Jack of Blades better than that now.

Shannan Lerch: Too true.

A peal of laughter echoes throughout the sound system, but the source of it is clearly visible. Blades looks back at the ring to see Striker barely conscious, yet hanging his chest over the bottom rope, looking up at Jack at the top of the ramp, his mic at hand. Blood pours down Striker’s face but it does not seem to bother him at all.

Skyler Striker: Heh... haha! HAHA! I knew... knew you’d want... want me to pay for that one! AH HAHAHA!

Jack looks back at Striker, expressionless. Striker just keeps laughing, spitting out a globule of blood to his side and shooting a glare of hatred at Jack.

Skyler Striker: You’d come... I knew you’d... come... haha! Can’t get that picture out of your head! Young, foolish Striker, rumbling into the WCF, so cocky, so brash, so fun, so happy clappy! I know what you see when you look at me, Jack. You think of me as the laughing everyman, the one the fans want to support, the perfect hero for them! For the masses you hate! You still think I’m all about the easy-going, breezy life, the kids, the love, eh?

Striker coughs, wiping the blood away from his mouth.

Skyler Striker: You... don’t know me at all! I’m done, Jack, I’m finished with that. And until I get that shot you’re so reluctant to give me, I’ll never stop. I’ll keep surviving, keep coming back for you until you kill me, and I know you’ll never do it, it’s too much fun. I’ll wear you down, Jacky, I will, I will, I will! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Striker grins maniacally at Blades, who smiles once before retreating through the curtain.

Zach Davis: Well there’s a side of Striker I haven’t seen before.

Shannan Lerch: Of course you’ve seen it before. Fury Crusader?

Zach Davis: Doesn’t seem the same, Shannan. Something’s different. I guess we’ll find out more next week.


??? vs Torture

A camera catches up with Megan Kane walking behind a police officer. They stop at a random cell down the hall, and we now notice Brad Kane sitting on the bench.

Megan Kane: Heyyy..

Brad Kane looks up quickly at the sound of her voice.

Brad Kane: What the hell?

Officer: You posted bail, you're released. Apparently the charges were dropped as soon as you got here.

Brad Kane: Figures. He didn't want me in the main event. Let's go home Megan..

Megan Kane: Ahem. Baby, if we leave now we can make it.

A smile comes over the face of Brad Kane. The two kiss and they rush out of frame. Scene fades out.

Zach Davis: Wait a minute.. what?!

Shannan Lerch: Brad Kane wants his damn match, Zach! What don't you understand!

Zach Davis: Oh, I understand, Lerch. Basically Torture is in trouble!

Luscious Jackson: Ain't Torture no in trouble mayne, Torture will be fine!

The crowds are still cheering when Jamais Vu hits the speakers. The cheers to turn to boos, and a display of fireworks are shown and then Torture appears standing on the top of the ramp with the Wrestling Championship Federation title around his waist, and the GWC Title on his shoulder. He begins to walk down the ramp while listening to the tens of thousands of wrestling fans boo him. Torture steps into the ring and picks up a microphone.

Zach Davis: Oh yay, Torture is going to talk.

Torture: I guaranteed that Brad Kane won't be fighting for my title tonight. I have the upper hand, and you will NOT see Brad Kane here tonight.

Crowd boos.

Torture: Jayson Stasiak promised a World Title defense tonight, and that's what you paying fans get, but lets make one thing clear.. whoever it is.. whoever this mystery person is.. I'll defeat. Torture is a wrestling Go-

Get to the Gone by Static X. The crowd erupts, the biggest of the night. The Torts jaw drops. The title slides off his shoulder. Torture is shocked in place.

Zach Davis: What? WHAT? NO.

Shannan Lerch: NO WAY! NO WAY! NO DAMN WAY!

The song continues playing for a good twenty more seconds.

Shannan Lerch: THIS CAN'T BE. IT'S A JOKE!

Zach Davis: LOOOOOK SHANNAN! IT'S NOT A JOKE! OHH MY GOD!!!

They're basically creaming their pants because PC Cradle is standing on top of the ramp. A bit aged, and a bit more heavier than expected but it's him live and in color.

Zach Davis: THIS IS HIS HOMETOWN! OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M SEEING!

Shannan Lerch: PC CRADLE HAS RETURNED TO FIGHT FOR THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE?!

Zach Davis: I'm now getting word, Shannan and fans, that this is a one night deal and if PC Cradle wins the Title then a tournament will be held in his honor!

Luscious Jackson: Torture ain't losin folks!

PC Cradle walks down the ramp in his vintage attire and slides into the ring. The music cuts off as the crowd is now heard chanting CRAD-LE! CRAD-LE! CRAD-LE! Torture reaches slowly behind his back and unstraps the World Title from his waist. A staff member reaches in and grabs both titles and slides them out. The WCF Ref asks for the bell to ring.

DING DING DING!

Torture goes for a right hand, but Cradle blocks it and begins punching away at Torture as the crowd erupts one more time! Cradle throws Torture against the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Torture ducks it and grabs Cradle from behind. PC reaches at the top rope and throws Torture off of him and Tort rolls backwards on the ground and reaches his feet just when Cradle hits a flying dropkick sending Torture out of the ring!

Zach Davis: Vintage Cradle! I love it!

Torture gathers his thoughts on the outside of the ring just as Cradle grabs him from behind and throws him down on the guardrail! Cradle throws Torture back into the ring. Cradle slides in and hits a snap suplex on Torture! Cradle picks up Torture and throws him to the corner, Tort stumbles out of the corner and Cradle hits a huge back body drop! Cradle goes to the top rope. While on top Cradle taunts to the crowd who all stand up on their feet. Torture realizes where Cradle is but it's too late! PC leaps into the air hitting a huge crossbody on Torture sending both men down to the mat! The ref makes the count. One! Two!

Zach Davis: Cradle almost had it won right there!

Shannan Lerch: Torture is still in a state of confusion and shock, I'm sure.

Luscious Jackson: The Tort is going to win guyz. It's only a matter of time.

Cradle picks up Torture and throws him back into the corner. Cradle hits a few more punches before throwing him to the opposite corner. Cradle runs over and hits a stiff clothesline as Tort had no where to go. Cradle lets Tort stumble out of the corner before hitting another suplex. Cradle locks on a headlock for Torture to submit. The ref continues to ask, but Torture isn't giving in. Torture reaches the ropes with his boot as the crowd boos. Cradle gets to his feet and picks up Torture and hits a belly to belly suplex. Cradle goes to the top rope. Cradle leaps into the air for a huge body splash, but Torture rolls out of the way and Cradle hits the mat! Torture gets to his feet and picks up Cradle on his shoulders. PC kicks out of it and lands on his feet. Torture turns around and gets a kick to the midsection. Cradle locks on the Cradle DDT!

Shannan Lerch: AAHH! HERE IT IS!

Torture breaks the old and floats behind Cradle and locks on the Tortures Device. He spins but Cradle shoves Torture out of it and into the ropes chest first, Torture bounces back and Cradle floats to the front of him where he locks on the Cradle DDT one more time..

Zach Davis: HIT IT PC! HIT IT!

Cradle goes for it, but Torture uses all his strength to pick up Cradle on his shoulders and hits the Finishing Touch!

Luscious Jackson: Oh yeah baby!

Zach Davis: Oh no..

Torture covers Cradle while the crowd boos.

ONE. TWO. THREE.

Shannan Lerch: Torture has defeated PC Cradle..

Torture stands to his feet while he demands the ref to raise his arm. Cradle rolls out of the ring holding his body while the crowd applauds him. Cradle his helped to the back by a few WCF officials. Torture demands that the ref grab his titles and put him around his waist. The crowd begins to boo as Torture stands in the center of the ring..

This Calling by All That Remains hits the speakers the crowd begins to erupt into cheers.

Torture's jaw drops while standing in the ring. Torture slides out of the ring while Brad Kanes music is still playing.

Zach Davis: Where is he going?

Shannan Lerch: And where is Brad Kane!

The Tort begins shrugging off the crowd as he walks up the ramp. Torture gets to the top but notices Shane Spain, Tank Reaper, Biohazard, Johnny Reb, Apollo Griffin, and Ace Gideon. The crowd cheers. They all shake their heads no. Torture looks at them but walks up the ramp. He tries to walk by, but the core of the men grab him and shove him back down the ramp. Torture trips and rolls down the ramp. The men stay at the top of the ramp. Torture stands to his feet and begins yelling.

Zach Davis: Where the hell is Brad Kane!?

Shannan Lerch: His music is still playing, and Torture is still trying to find ways to leave.

Zach Davis: THERE HE IS! BRAD KANE IS HERE!

We now see Brad Kane at the top of the last row in the arena. He's in the crowd and the sold out arena loves it. Brad Kane points down at Torture. The Tort tries to escape the ring area by jumping over the gaurdrail but the crowd catches him and pick him up. Torture is now crowd surfing BACK towards the ring! They dump him over the guardrail and that just pisses off Torture even more! Brad Kane begins to slowly walk down the steps of the Arena through the crowd. The crowd is making a way for him to get to Torture.

Zach Davis: Torture can't escape this one! They won't let him! Not the superstars of WCF, not the crowd! Nobody will let him escape!

Brad Kane reaches the bottom of the arena just a few feet away from the guardrail. Torture tries to escape one more time, but Tank Reaper, Shane Spain, and Biohazard grab Torture and pick him up and throw him into the ring! Brad Kane's music stops as Brad Kane is now in the ring! Torture gets to his feet and turns around to see his worst enemy.

Zach Davis: BRAD KANE IS IN THE RING! HERE WE GO!

Kane lands a stiff right hand before throwing Torture into the corner. Brad Kane gets up on the middle rope and begins laying punch after punch after punch after punch after punch into Tortures head! The crowd cheering after each one! Brad Kane gets off the ropes and Torture stumbles out of the corner now bleeding from his forehead. Brad Kane picks up Torture in the form of a Torture-Rack, and hits the Psycho-Driver! Torture is out in the middle of the ring! The men now on the ramp are jumping up and down telling Brad Kane to finish him! Brad Kane picks up Torture and looks out at the crowd!

Shannan Lerch: DO IT BRAD KANE JUST DO IT ALREADY!

Zach Davis: BRAD KANE HAS TORTURE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!

Brad Kane hits Kirisute Gomen on Torture! The ref slides in the ring. Brad Kane covers!

Shannan Lerch: ONE!

Zach Davis: TWO!

Shannan Lerch / Zach Davis / Crowd: THREE!@~!~!@~!@~!

Zach Davis: ITS OVER! ITS OVER! ITS OVER! ITS OVER!

Shannan Lerch: BRAD KANE! BRAD KANE HAS DONE IT! OH MY GOD BRAD KANE HAS DONE IT!

Luscious Jackson: Aww damn.

Brad Kane gets to his feet and Ace Gideon, Apollo Griffin, Tank Reaper, Shane Spain, Biohazard and Johnny Reb slide in and pick up Brad Kane on their shoulders! The ref slides back into the ring and gives the GWC Title and WCF Title to Brad Kane! Confetti begins falling down from the rafters as the crowd can't stop cheering. Torture rolls out of the ring holding his head and scurries to the back. The crowd still cheering for Brad Kane in the middle of the ring celebrating with the rest of WCF superstars.

Zach Davis: NEVER.. IN MY PROFESSIONAL ANNOUNCING CAREER HAVE BEEN SO HAPPY FOR ONE PERSON IN MY LIFE!

Shannan Lerch: YOU'RE TELLING ME ZACH.. THE TORTURE ERA.. IS OVER!

Zach Davis: Shannan are you crying?

Shannan Lerch: Shut up Zach! It's just.. emotional right now!

A spotlight is shown at Megan Kane walking down the ramp. The crowd erupts one more time.. The superstars set Brad Kane down in the ring. They hold the ropes for Megan Kane as she enters the ring. Megan and Brad look at each other.. Brad smiles and nods, and Megan and Brad quickly embrace in the middle of the ring! The crowd begins to chant WCF! WCF! WCF! WCF! WCF!

Zach Davis: I'm.. speechless right now ladies and gentlemen.. but I don't know how to say it..

Shannan Lerch: It's easy Zach! You just say.. Torture! Has been! Defeated! Brad Kane is our NEW! Wrestling Championship Federation..

Zach Davis: WORLD CHAMPION! AHH! Man it's awesome to say!

Shannan Lerch: We are out of time!

Zach Davis: Wrestling fans around the world.. we'll see you next week on Monday Night Slam! As for the Torture-Loving Luscious Jackson, he left here about five minutes ago and you can catch him at the next pay per view!

Shannan Lerch: Goodnight fans! What an amazing night!

Zach Davis: Once again.. Brad Kane.. is the World Champion!

The Wrestling Championship Federation logo is shown on the corner of the screen.. Timebomb is officially in the books, and we're off to next week on Monday Night Slam with a new Heavyweight Champion.