Backstage, Seth Lerch and Jonny Fly are in the lockerroom. Seth is wearing jeans and a hoodie, hopping up and down, his head down, getting hyped. Fly's hands are on his shoulders.
Jonny Fly: SETH! Seth.
Seth puts his head up, looking into Fly's eyes.
Jonny Fly: You're my boy, Seth. You can do this. Jeff Purse ain't nothin'. Say it.
Seth Lerch: JEFF PURSE AIN'T NOTHIN'!
Jonny Fly: You're going to kill him, Seth. Kill him. Imperium is, as of tonight, officially dead. That nobody Joey Flash is a non-entity. The DRG are still pussy-footing around with Titles so worthless it doesn't even get them into Showdown. You cut off Pantheon's head, and in the main event, I single handedly destroy their body. It starts with you, Seth.
Seth Lerch: Everyone has been thinking that the so-called stable wars of 2015 would be ending in October, that we'd be going to Hellimination. They're wrong. The Stable Wars end tonight, Fly, with you and me. Imperium is dead, The DRG is irrelevant, and in a very short amount of time... Pantheon is, once and for all, finished.
Seth and Fly fist pound.
Seth Lerch: I got this.
Seth walks out of the locker room as Fly prepares for his main event match.
"This is survival of the fittest This is do or die This is the winner takes it all So take it all"
A pyro goes off and up through the stage, Jeff Purse comes flying.
Zach Davis: Kari is not in attendance here tonight guys, she couldn’t make the flight being too far along pregnant I guess.
Gravedigger: How pregnant is she?
Freddy Whoa: Enough, I supposes. Wait, is that Seth?
Sure enough Seth decides to take advantage and fast, as Jeff is walking down the ramp to the ring, Seth runs down the ramp with a baseball bat and takes a swing at Jeff’s back, sending him to the ground. Seth strikes Jeff a few more times with the bat before holding the bat to the sky to the audience booing. He just smiles and jams it down into Jeff’s gut, cause Jeff to go fetal.
Zach Davis: Uncool. We saw Fly hyping Seth up for this, and it seems like Seth took the message to heart.
Gravedigger: Seth is smart. Seth isn’t a wrestler, and while he can hold his own, this is his way of making things much more even. Especially when he's got to have Joey Flash on his mind. I give it my Gravedigger seal of approval.
Seth kicks Jeff in the mid-section a couple of times before throwing the bat down on Jeff. He picks Jeff up and whips him into the steel barricade around the ramp. Jeff hits with a thud, as the crowd continues to boo. Seth picks the bat back up, takes a swing at Jeff’s mid-section, a sickening SMACK echoes through the arena as Jeff falls to the ground.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa. He could have broken Jeff’s ribs there!
Gravedigger: Let’s hope.
Seth stomps on Jeff’s mid-section a number of times before the referee finally tries to break it up. He pleads with Seth to take it to the ring, but Seth grabs the ref’s face and pushes him back. He picks Jeff up again and begins delivering lefts and rights as Jeff just takes the impact. Seth whips Jeff toward the ring, where he hits the ring and leans on the apron. Seth comes charging with the baseball bat, hitting Jeff in the ribs again. Jeff falls to his knees, holding his side.
Zach Davis: Again, we have to remember the Joey Flash factor here. Does Seth have a plan? Can he give it his all against Purse knowing that Joey Flash has promised to end the beef between them once and for all?
Seth goes under the ring and produces a fifth of Bacardi 151, some of the crowd pops a little for this, but for the most part, most of the audience boo’s. Seth chugs some of it, holding it in his mouth, and smashes the bottle over Jeff Purse’s head, busting him open, sending booze and glass everywhere. He quickly spits the booze out in Jeff’s face, who winces at the alcohol hitting his open head cut.
Freddy Whoa: That has got to sting. Seth Lerch trying to take Jeff Purse out completely here.
Gravedigger: And he is doing a pretty damn good job of it. I should have done this when I faced him.
Seth quickly picks Jeff up and throws him into the ring steps. Jeff hits with a loud thud as he crashes through them. Seth begins situating the steps and grabs Jeff, getting up on one of the sets of stais, the other laying in front of them, Seth positions Jeff for a powerbomb…BUT NO! Jeff stands up, reversing it, and sending Seth crashing down on the other set of steps. Seth hits hard, the audience loses their minds.
Zach Davis: JEFF PURSE SHOWS LIFE!!!
Gravedigger: Has this match even officially started yet?
Freddy Whoa: No.
Seth gets up quicker than Jeff, because of the lack of punishment Seth has taken at this point, and goes over to Jeff, grabbing his baseball bat on the way over. Jeff is pulling himself up on the barricade, and Seth swings for the fences, hitting Jeff over the head with the bat, breaking it into three pieces that dangerously fly out into the audience. Jeff is covered in blood and flies into the front row, over the barricade, landing on some fan’s laps.
Freddy Whoa: SETH JUST KILLED JEFF PURSE!!
Zach Davis: We need a paramedic out here, this is ridiculous.
Gravedigger: …I think a piece of that bat hit an old lady…
Seth crawls over the barricade like a child, falling onto the ground on the other side, as the fans get up and move out of the way, Jeff Purse is picked up by Seth Lerch. Seth lets him go, and Jeff falls over onto the barricade. He doesn’t seem to even be awake. Seth grabs him and powerbombs him on the cement. Another loud smack, and Jeff Purse has to be dead. Seth grabs Jeff and throws him over the barricade, slowly climbing back over, falling down to the mat below. He goes under the ring and grabs a chair. Without wasting time, he slams the chair onto Jeff’s back, who barely flinches, due to the fact that he is probably knocked out. Seth picks Jeff up and rolls him into the ring.
Freddy Whoa: Finally.
Zach Davis: The bell won’t sound until both competitors are in the ring.
Seth things about it and instead of rolling in the ring, he taunts the audience. He pretends like he is going to roll in the ring, and then doesn’t. He walks over to a kid who has a pair of Jeff Purse aviator sunglasses and rips them off of the childs face. He throws them on the ground and stomps on them, breaking them into pieces. The kid cries and Seth just laughs in his face. What a dick. BUT WAIT, Jeff Purse begins pulling himself up on the turnbuckle. Seth is unaware. He is mocking the audience, making fun of children, being an overall dick. Jeff is now on his feet, Seth still is unaware. Jeff, covered in blood, out of breath, probably has a couple broken ribs, charges at the ropes across from him. Seth turns just in time to see Jeff Purse run up the ropes, flip in mid-air, and hit a shooting star press suicide dive, landing right on Seth.
CROWD: HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!
Gravedigger: This match still has yet to begin.
Zach Davis: THAT WAS INCREDIBLE! JEFF PURSE WAS PRESUMABLY DEAD!!!
Freddy Whoa: I know I say this too much…but WHOA!!
Both Seth and Jeff get up right around the same time. Jeff looks at Seth, and Seth looks a Jeff, very wide eyed. Seth begins to run toward the ring, and Jeff runs after him. Seth runs around the ring, Jeff slides in and runs to the other side, rolling out right in front of Seth. Seth stops and turns, running himself right into the other set of ring steps. He holds on to his knee and grabs the ref, trying to make the ref stop the match. Jeff, blood pouring down his face isn’t falling for it. However, the stall is long enough, as Jonny Fly comes running in from the back. Jeff doesn’t notice, he is focused on Seth.
Zach Davis: LOOK OUT JEFF!!
Gravedigger: Now its going to get interesting.
Freddy Whoa: And what about Seth's insurance policy, Jonny Fly?
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly has Ultimate Showdown to prepare for, I don't think we'll be seeing him out here. Plus, I kinda think he might be a little afraid of Jeff Purse.
Right before Jonny gets to Jeff, COREY BLACK FROM THE FRONT ROW, he swings an elbow toward Jonny Fly, but Jonny ducks it and runs the other direction. Corey gives chase. Jeff turns and see’s them running off, but this was enough time for Seth to dive forward and punch Jeff square in the crotch. Jeff falls to his knees as Seth stands up, looking triumphant. He grabs a chair, looking to officially end this. He swings the chair over his head, BUT JEFF JUMPS FORWARD AND PUNCHES SETH IN THE CROTCH!!! Seth drops the chair and falls to the ground.
Gravedigger: That’s bullshit. You can’t just go around punching people in the dick!
Zach Davis: Well, Seth did it first.
Gravedigger: So? What are we, barbarians Davis? That’s bullshit.
Freddy Whoa: Eye for an eye Graves, eye for an eye.
Gravedigger: Dick punch for a dick punch is what you mean, and that’s bullshit.
Now Jeff stands and picks up the chair. He looks down on Seth, who is on his knees holding onto his crotch. Jeff winds back and brings the chair down hard on Seth’s head. Seth slumps to the ground, bloody. Jeff picks Seth up and rolls him in the ring, finally rolling in the ring himself. The bell rings, and this match is officially underway. Jeff picks Seth up and drops him right back down with a quick DDT. Jeff jumps up on to the turnbuckle, Seth pulls himself to his feet, Jeff flies off, looking for a dropkick off the top. He connects and Seth Lerch tumbles over the top rope. Jeff wastes no time getting out onto the apron and moonsaulting onto Seth Lerch. He pulls Seth around to the other side of the ring where the announce table is, and sets Seth up on the table.
Gravedigger: You can’t do this you piece of SHIT!
Jeff spits at Gravedigger and then runs over to the turnbuckle. He gets up pretty fast, and jumps…THE ONE AND ONLY!!!! DOUBLE ROTATION MOONSAULT!!! But Gravedigger pushes Seth off the table, and Jeff crashes through by himself, further breaking him from the punishment he took before. Gravedigger returns the favor, and spits on Jeff who is now lying motionless in the tables rubble. Gravedigger then rolls Seth into the ring, then rolls Jeff in.
Zach Davis: Real classy Gravedigger.
Gravedigger: That’s what that bitch gets for spitting at me.
Seth makes the cover.
Freddy Whoa: KICKOUT!!! JEFF PURSE KICKS OUT!!!
Gravedigger: Damn it.
Zach Davis: Say what you want about Jeff Purse…but nobody has as much heart as this man.
Seth slams his hand down on the mat. He picks up Jeff and sets him up for the Crucifix Powerbomb. He picks Jeff up, but Jeff slips down behind Seth. Quickly, before Seth could even realize what happened, Jeff jumps up…
Zach Davis: ARMAGEDDON!!!
Freddy Whoa: Jeff Purse hits that inverted Huricanrana.
Jeff is still down though, so he can’t quite capitalize…Seth lays in the middle of the ring. Jeff pulls himself up using the turnbuckle, at the same time Seth begins stirring. Jeff begins stomping his foot on the ground…
Gravedigger: Son of a bitch!
Freddy Whoa: The Spoke is coming!
Seth gets up and turns to face Jeff…
Gravedigger: GET OUT HERE JONNY!
Jeff springs forward and cracks Seth underneath the chin, sending him flying backward. Jeff jumps up on the turnbuckle…
Zach Davis: JEFF HITS THE DEFLATOR!!!
Freddy Whoa: ITS OVER!!
The bell sounds as Jeff stands and throws his hands in the air. The ref raises his arms as the crowd goes fucking crazy. Jeff picks Seth up and throws him out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: What a brutal match!
Zach Davis: Seth tried taking Jeff out early, but couldn’t get the job done.
Jeff celebrates in the ring to a screaming crowd.
Crowd: PURSE COME BACK!!! PURSE COME BACK!!! PURSE COME BACK!!!
Jeff turns to Seth who is yelling outside the ring. He shakes his head and flips Seth off, the audience loses their shit. He turns back to the crowd and raises his arms again in victory.
Seth is quickly flanked by about twenty security guards. Two of them lift him into the air as the theme to Bodyguard plays.
Gravedigger: That match was one crazy ass showdown.
Freddy Whoa: Was that a pun?
Gravedigger: Fuck your puns.
Freddy Whoa: Um okay.
Zach Davis: Moving on, up next we have...wait what's this? Something is happening?
The camera shot cuts to the entry way where we see Raymond Hatcher in a black WCF t-shirt and a pair of black basketball shorts and his wrestling boots still on. Hatcher is carrying a microphone in one hand and dragging behind him...Buddy Roman. Roman's suit looks half shredded and his face is all bloody, he's fighting Hatcher, but Hatcher is just muscling him around like a dad with a toddler having a tantrum.
Gravedigger: What in the fuck is this?
Zach Davis: I'm not sure what's going on folks, but it appears that Raymond Hatcher has done a number on Buddy Roman.
Freddy Whoa: Yeah, but why is he bringing him out here.
Zach Davis: Good question.
Hatcher tosses Roman into the ring. Buddy Roman immediately scrambles to the other side of the ring to escape, but Hatcher swoops into the ring quickly and grabs Roman before he can get a away. Hatcher drags Roman back to the center of the ring. Roman continues to squirm, but Hatcher puts a stop to it with a big kick to the side of the head. Roman writhes in pain, and Hatcher stands on his neck tie to prevent him from leaving. Hatcher lifts the microphone to his mouth and begins to speak.
Raymond Hatcher: ----
Hatcher's lips are moving, but we can't hear anything, it takes but a moment for Hatcher to realize his microphone is not on. He starts tapping the top of it until finally it comes on causing a thumbing sound to echo through the dome.
Raymond Hatcher: So, Joey Flash, you wanted to take something important away from me. You wanted to squandered my chance to be World Champion in some futile attempt to piss Dune off. Well what you’ve really done is pissed me off. You took something I care about and flushed it down the train. You destroyed it, tore it up into little pieces and left it lying on the floor, well, that’s what I’m going to do to Buddy Roman if you don’t get your ass out here right now. I’m going to break this stupid chump’s neck.
With Hatcher standing on his tie, Buddy starts swinging his fists at Hatcher’s legs. Hatcher steps off the tie, leans back and smacks Buddy fight in the face with the point of his boot. Buddy falls back on the mat motionless.
Raymond Hatcher: Damn it, Joey, get your ass out here before I do more damage.
Hatcher paces back and forth in the ring waiting for Joey to appear.
Zach Davis: Hatcher is calling out Joey Flash here, but I don’t see any sign of him.
Freddy Whoa: He better get out here, Raymond Hatcher looks deadly serious.
Raymond Hatcher: Come on, Joey!
Raymond Hatcher continues to pace for several moments with no sign of Flash.
Raymond Hatcher: Fine, have it your way.
Raymond Hatcher drops the mic and walks over to a corner, he heads through the ropes and then climbs to the top turnbuckle.
Freddy Whoa: I think I know what he has in mind here.
Gravedigger: I think we all do.
Raymond leaps off the top rope and hits his flying head butt, the Nowhere To Go But Up.
Zach Davis: And there is it the Nowhere To Go But Up.
Freddy Whoa: As if Buddy wasn’t already knocked silly he’s been planted with one of the most devastating head butts in the business
Hatcher really hit it hard, he’s holding his own head for a moment as he gets up to his feet and once again grabs the microphone.
Raymond Hatcher: You see what you made me do, Joey. Do you see now? Get your ass out here before I break his neck.
Zach Davis: Hatcher is making it clear he is not making idle threats.
Hatcher paces the ring again, but there is clearly no sign of Joey Flash coming down and getting involved. Hatcher throws the mic down again and this time slides out of the ring. Hatcher walks over to the timekeeper area and yells at one of the ring crew to vacate the chair he’s sitting in. Hatcher folds the chair up and brings it into the ring. Buddy Roman has regained consciousness and it trying to crawl away.
Zach Davis: What could Raymond Hatcher be planning time.
Freddy Whoa: It looks like a bit of revenge.
Gravedigger: But Buddy Roman isn’t the one who attacked him.
Freddy Whoa: Guilty by association I guess.
Hatcher puts the chair on the mat and then yanks Buddy Roman up to his feet. BRAIN BUSTER on the chair. The sound of Buddy’s head hitting the metal echoes like a shotgun through the arena.
Gravedigger: Holy fuck!
Zach Davis: Dear Lord I think he killed him.
The crowd is a bit stunned in silence. Buddy Roman is completely motionless on the mat as Hatcher climbs back to his feet. He walks over calmly and grabs the mic off the mat.
Raymond Hatcher: That was your fault, Joey. This was all your fault. If he never walks again, you’ll know who to blame. And this won’t stop here. You better get your balls back from Celeste and meet me in the middle of this ring or I’ll go through your entire fucking clique one by one. Joey this is only the beginning.
Hatcher tosses the microphone down and slides out of the ring as attendants immediately come to the aid of Buddy Roman. Hatcher heads up entry way, attendants cautiously pass him on their way to the ring.
Zach Davis: Folks, this is serious here, Buddy Roman could have been permanently injured.
Ultimate Showdown Match Tag, Internet, People's, United States, Television, and World Titles on the Line Jonny Fly vs Thomas Uriel Bates vs Jay Omega vs Mikey eXtreme vs Alex Richards vs Scarecrow vs Kaz Mazy vs Howard Black vs Dune
Zach Davis: And now... it is time for our main event.
Freddy Whoa: The Ultimate Showdown of the Champions of WCF. Men that have fought tooth and nail to keep their belts since they won them for a chance to get here - to Ultimate Showdown. And a chance at big gold, the WCF World Title.
Gravedigger: The nine most elite competitors not just in WCF, but in all of our sport. The nine best. Any one of these men can be World Champion, guys. Anyone in this match can win it.
Zach Davis: But only one will.
The lights in the arena fade out. After a few suspense filled seconds the words ‘The Dynasty’ appear in bold italic lettering on the jumbotron as the beginning of “300 Violin Orchestra” begins to play. A single spotlight turns on and illuminates the silhouette of a man standing on the stage. As the song begins to speed up, the lights come on revealing Jonny Fly.
Kyle Steel: ENTERING FIRST... HE IS A FOUNDING MEMBER OF THE ORIGINAL PANTHEON... HE IS A FORMER MULTI TIME WCF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... HE IS JONNNNNNNNNNNY FLYYYYYYYYY!
Fly stands on the stage with his eyes directly fixed on the ring. The jumbotron changes to the words ‘The Most Dominant Wrestler in WCF History.’ The music slows down and a barrage of fireworks begins to go off behind Fly. His eyes remain fixed on the ring throughout. Slowly and deliberately he begins to make his way toward the ring. The music picks up one last time and Fly stops at the bottom of the ramp with his eyes still directly fixed on the canvas. He stops and takes a few moment to prepare himself before finally sliding into the ring.
The loud sound of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle blares over the PA system. It soon fades, and is replaced with "Midnight Rider" by the Allman Brothers Band as the titron begins showing clips of the Dark Riders Gang MC riding in columns with Bates at the lead. Thomas Uriel Bates steps out on the stage and begins walking towards the ring with a focused look. The titanron shows the motorcycle images replaced with images of Bates fighting in the ring, highlighting his power moves from his previous matches, ending with Bates throwing Gemini Battle thirty feet in the air and into the fifth row of the crowd.
Kyle Steel: Entering next, he represents the DRG.... He is a former Television Champion... He is THOMAAAAASSS URRIIEEELLL BAAAAAATTTEEEESSSSS!!!
As Bates arrives to the ring, he climbs up the steps and walks to the center of the apron. He steps over the top rope and enters the ring. Bates walks around the ring before turning his attention to the ramp with an intense look.
"Over and Under" by Egypt Central hits the P.A. system and green lights strobe in random places throughout the crowd in time with the guitar. A thin layer of fog floats across the stage, and Jay Omega struts out to the top of the ramp.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring, from the Imperial Isle of Maritopia... He is a former Hardcore Champion... HE IS.. JAY OMEGA!
Omega stands on the stage for a moment with his arms spread and a cocky smirk on his face, then casually makes his way down the ramp, crossing back and forth to slap hands with fans. At ringside Jay hops up onto the apron, then vaults over the ropes before crossing the ring and climbing up to the second turnbuckle. Omega poses for the crowd amidst a flickering strobe effect from thousands of cameraphone flashbulbs, then drops down and leans back into the corner to await the bell.
As the lights in the arena go out, "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains begins to blare over the crowd. A flash of light shoots towards the center of the ring and you can make out the shape of Freakshow. The arena stays blanketed in darkness until a red light hits the stage, a light fog begins to drift out and engulf the stage. Mikey eXtreme walks out as "lightning" begins to crash into the stage.
Kyle Steel: Next, he is a former United States Champion. He also represents the DRG of WCF, he is MIIIIKEY EEXXTTRREEEMMMEEE!!
Freakshow, who appeared to be in the ring just moments ago is now slowly following Mikey to the ring. Mikey does not make eye contact with anyone in the crowd and ignores their requests for any interaction. Mikey slides into the ring and rolls to the corner where he sits, leaning against the bottom rope. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at Mikey's opponent/the stage where Mikey's opponent will be entering from.
The opening bars of I'm not Like Everybody Else by the Kinks begins and Alex Richards walks towards the ring with a huge smile on his smile.
Alex holds his doctor's bag in one hand and with the other he takes turns slapping hands, hugging, signing autographs, high fiving, and occasionally delivering a more good natured then used to hard slap to a fan's hand. He wears the Internet Championship over his left shoulder.
Kyle Steel: Currently on the way to the ring, weighing in at 345 pounds and hailing from anyplace that needs pain, suffering, pills, or Zim-Quila... He is a former People's and Tag Team Champion... HE IS THE CURRENT AND REIGNING INTERNET CHAMPION.. "The Archduke of Mass Confusion" Alex Richards!!!
Alex eventually enters the ring after killing a few good minutes amusing himself.
The house lights die. Cawing crows echo throughout the arena, deep blue and purple spotlights dance across the screaming faces of loyal fans as the ear splitting sound reaches a crescendo. There's a moment of Silence, shattered by a wave of cheers as Scarecrow’s disembodied voice recites, with gravel laced tones, his vengeful credo. The crowd joining in:
“A Murder of Crows is gathering, the fields are ripe to reap. The days of sin, follow the wind, with promises to keep.” “And in those fateful hours, when my dawn shall duly rise. The Scarecrow shall guard you, from the prince of lies" “Men of straw, they cower, fall and fear the flame. Yet I am the one, who embraces the sun. Let darkness know my name.”
The crowd breaks into cheers, acquiescing to their hero's request: SCARE-CROW! SCARE-CROW! SCARE-CROW!
A moment passes, then “Red Right Hand”, by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds kicks in. As the melancholic chords snarl, a purple spotlight appears on stage beneath a jumbotron of break neck imagery; Kick! Wham! Stunner!...The unworthy fall victim before The Murder Machine. A Murder of Crows! A vicious Roadkill! It's a glorious car crash of jobbers and victories. A moment later, The Scarecrow emerges from behind the gorilla curtain, his massive form cutting a dark, brooding silhouette beneath the spotlight, a form eclipsed by red smoke and light.
Still masked in shadow, Scarecrow adjusts his right taped hand and steps forward, only now gaining detail as he slowly begins his procession down the ramp. We realize now that he's wearing a customized black hoodie over his fight gear. The words, "The Scarecrow", are emblazoned across the back in dark grey.
Kyle Steel: Standing at six foot six! Weighing in at two hundred and thirty six pounds! From The Lost Highways of America! He is DAHHH MURDAHHH MACHINNNE, THE REIGNING AND DEFENDING PEOPLE'S CHAMPION, DAHHH SCAREEE-CROWWW!!!
The spotlight above follows Scarecrow at a measured pace, his tall frame navigating around the squared circle.
“You're one microscopic cog, in his catastrophic plan. Designed and directed by his red...right...hand.”
The Scarecrow saunters over the top rope and enters the ring. Crow removes his hoodie and throws it at Kyle Steel. The Murder Machine climbs the ring post now and hits a sinister crucifix pose to a MASSIVE POP. Crow soaks up the adulation for a moment before waving his opponent on. Crow leaps down and leans his back against the ring post, assuming a demeanor of nonchalance tinged with cold menace.
Heavy guitar distortion cuts through the arena as all the lights shut off, minus a gaggle of blue and green on the stage. They all aim at the tron which is showing an unorthodox entrance video. It shows WCF Superstar Kaz Mazy performing daring feats all in Super Nintendo fighting game graphics ala Mortal Kombat.
"2nd Sucks" by A Day To Remember starts blaring as lights explode throughout the arena and the words growl sending a shiver up every collective spine in attendance. The battle cry makes men sprout thick and all the baddest of poons wet. Every child in attendance grows hair on their ballsack and they reach for the nearest bong and start tokin' up!
Zach Davis: Uh..
No one comes out.
Freddy Whoa: Remember what Joey Flash said earlier? He said Kaz Mazy was gone.
The audience begins to boo.
Gravedigger: At one point since Kaz held two belts Seth was an idiot and thought this match would have ten men. But now Kaz isn't coming out. Has Kaz forced this match down to eight?
The crowd chants.
Crowd: GOD-SON! GOD-SON! GOD-SON!
Gravedigger: Bobby Cairo walked away from WCF... is Kaz Mazy doing the same?
breakdown by biohazard hits.
Crowd: BIO-HAZARD! BIO-HAZARD!
Kyle Steel: Entering the ring next, apparently replacing Kaz Mazy... HE IS ONE HALF OF THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS WITH TYLER WALKER... HE IS BIOHAZARD!!!
Biohazard storms the ring as everyone in the ring laughs at him
Zach Davis: I don't... just.. what?
The lights in the arena go to black, with only the giant screen above the stage displaying the pattern of a oscilloscope matching the chaotic distortion which begins "Lost Boys" by Death Grips. As the distortion begins to settle into the beat, the words "IT'S SUCH A LONG WAY DOWN" flash over the screen as the emanate from the speakers. As the snare drum hits begin to burst forth, the lights in the arena begin to strobe in blue, white, and gray as the screen begins to show flashing black-and-white images of honey badgers in battle, paired with footage of Howard Black training or waiting in the locker room, preparing for a match. Howard Black makes his way from the back, the hood of his sweatshirt pulled over his head.
Kyle Steel: Entering the ring next.. He is the TELEVISION CHAMPION... He is HOWAARRDD BBLLAACCKK!!
He makes his way down the ramp as the digitized words "LOST BOYS" repeat from the speaker in succession. While his eyes remain focused on the ring, his face a mask of determination, ignoring the fans as he advances. Upon reaching the ring, he slides in and unzips his sweatshirt, tossing it aside. He stalks the ring in a calculated manner, eyeing his opponent with a sneer of contempt and rage. He retreats to his corner, takes the crucifix from his neck and places it around the turnbuckle for safe keeping during his match.
The lights flicker to black and the opening chords of Angelo Badalamenti's "The Pink Room" hit in the darkness. Smoke pours out in front of the deep red lights just beyond the entrance. Two golden spotlights slowly scan the audience as Dune clears the curtain and emerges from the smoke. His cold eyes remain fixed on the ring as he makes his way down the ramp.
Kyle Steel: Making his way to the ring...from the badlands of the Mojave Desert...weighing in at 276 pounds... He is a former Internet Champion... HE IS THE CURRENT REIGNING AND DEFENDING WCF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.. HE.. IS.. DUUUUUUUNE!
Dune slides into the ring and is quick to his feet. He walks around the inner-perimeter, testing the ropes and stretching a bit, then he makes his way to the center. He grabs the collar of his tactical vest with both hands and looks out into the crowd as each corner-post issues a final hiss of smoke before the lights come on again. He makes his way to the corner, sliding out of his vest and dropping it outside the ring.
Zach Davis: Here.. we.. go.
The bell sounds.
Freddy Whoa: Whoa.
Biohazard steps towards Alex Richards and pushes him in the chest. Then Scarecrow. Then Omega. The Pantheon boys are standing unified in one corner of the ring and Biohazard appears to be talking trash. The three Pantheon members look at each other... as Biohazard shakes his head "No" and begins to remove his mask.
Gravedigger: HERE WE GO!
Zach Davis: WHO'S IT GONNA BE?!
Biohazard takes off his mask to reveal... a bruised and battered Seth Lerch.
Freddy Whoa: ...
Zach Davis: BIOHAZARD IS SETH LERCH!? THAT CAN'T BE!
Immediately, Scarecrow, Richards, and Omega Superkick Seth right in the face.
Omega drops down and pins Seth as Scarecrow and Richards stop a dumbfounded Jonny Fly from interfering.
Zach Davis: I don't know what the fuck he was doing here besides trolling us, but Seth Lerch has been eliminated!
Freddy Whoa: A poor substitution for Kaz Mazy, THAT'S for sure.
Seth immediately rolls out of the ring.. but Jonny Fly is livid.
Gravedigger: BAM! DISCUS CLOTHESLINE TO RICHARDS!
Zach Davis: DISCUS CLOTHESLINE TO SCARECROW!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! AND A PIMP SLAP TO JAY OMEGA!
Omega goes down and Fly goes for the pin.
NO!, Omega kicks out immediately.
Gravedigger: SHADES OF STEVE ORBIT!
Freddy Whoa: All hell has broken loose here!
Dune and Howard Black immediately run at Thomas Uriel Bates and Mikey eXtreme. Dune Clotheslines Bates down as Black takes down eXtreme with a Clothesline as well. Both DRG members stumble up as both Sentinels run at them and Clothesline them out of the ring!
Zach Davis: THERE GO THE DARK RIDERS!
Dune and Black turn, only to be face to face with Jonny Fly. Dune and Black link hands and run at Fly, who ducks them. The two turn and JONNY FLY SPEARS THEM BOTH!
Gravedigger: JONNY FLY IS ON FIRE! FUELED BY THE RAGE OF SEEING SETH LERCH HURT!
Freddy Whoa: Or he just selfishly wants to win the match? Whatever you say though dude.
Fly picks up Dune and points at himself, yelling I'M THE REAL WORLD CHAMPION! I'M ALWAYS THE WORLD CHAMPION! Fly casually tosses Dune out of the ring.
Zach Davis: Jonny Fly, cocky to the last.
But no!, as Fly goes to toss Dune, Dune reverses it and tosses Fly out of the ring instead! Fly lands on the apron and motions for Dune to bring it. Dune runs at Fly and Fly fires off a stiff European Uppercut. Dune stumbles away and Fly Springboards, hitting him with a Clothesline! Fly goes for the pin.
Gravedigger: ONE! TWO!
No!, Black breaks it up. Black lifts Fly up but is immediately grabbed from behind by Jay Omega. Omega spins Black around and hits several stiff martial arts kicks before dropping him with a Spinning Heel Kick. Fly grabs Omega and goes to whip him into the turnbuckle, but Omega reverses that and sends Fly into the corner instead. Fly hits the corner and Omega runs at him...
Freddy Whoa: SPLASH!
Fly stumbles out of the corner and flops to the mat. Dune runs at Omega and tackles him down but is quickly pulled off by Scarecrow and Richards. The two men hold the World Champion from behind as Omega hits him with several jabs.
Zach Davis: Seth Lerch claimed that the stable wars were ending tonight, but we've got the three Pantheon members facing off against the Sentinels and the DRG. Jonny Fly is the only unaffiliated man in this match!
Gravedigger: Oh he's affiliated, Zach. He's affiliated with Seth Lerch, the only affiliation that matters.
Crow and Richards shove Dune forward towards Jay Omega, who runs at him and hits a vicious STO! Dune immediately rolls out of the ring... And only Pantheon is left inside of it.
Freddy Whoa: Their goal is to be the World's Mightiest Wrestling Stable, and they're clearly doing that here tonight.
Gravedigger: You don't think the numbers game has anything to do with that?
All three Pantheon members turn as THE DARK RIDERS GANG RE-ENTER! Thomas Uriel Bates and Mikey eXtreme are in the ring! Scarecrow and Richards run at Bates and get a huge Double Clothesline, both men dropping to the mat. Mikey eXtreme runs at Omega and hits him with a Shining Wizard!
Zach Davis: The DRG have made a career of proving us wrong and they're doing that here again!
Mikey drops down and pins Omega.
NO!, Omega kicks out!
Freddy Whoa: These are the best of the best. No one is going to be able to be pinned very easily, least of all a former Hardcore Champion such as Jay Omega.
Gravedigger: Jay Omega is one of the men in this match without a belt. At this point, with Bio-Seth eliminated, we have only one elimination until we decide our Champions.
Zach Davis: With Kaz gone, we have QUITE a few belts up for grabs. Quite a few men are walking into this match without a belt and leaving with this one.
Freddy Whoa: Pro wrestling is the only sport that the primary conflict is whether or not you have a tool to keep your pants up.
Thomas Uriel Bates and Mikey eXtreme pick Omega up and throw him out of the ring. Scarecrow and Alex Richards are up and run at Bates and eXtreme; Bates Clotheslines down Richards as eXtreme Clotheslines down Scarecrow.
Gravedigger: Interesting dynamic here. Bates and eXtreme have been in the TV and US Title division, while Richards and Crow have DOMINATED the Internet and People's Title divisions. DOMINATED. I've got to assume these dudes are equals.
eXtreme and Bates push their respective opponents out of the ring. Jonny Fly slides back in and runs at them, but they hit Fly with a Linked Clothesline, sending him down. Mikey eXtreme picks up the great Jonny Fly and throws him to Bates; Bates lifts him up in a Gorilla Press... and throws him right out of the ring.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Zach Davis: WHAT STRENGTH!
Dune is back in the ring and spins Bates around! The two men brawl before Dune goes to throw Bates into the ropes and Bates reverses it, sending Dune in intsead. Dune comes back and Bates drops him with a vicious Spinebuster!
Gravedigger: We've seen Thomas Uriel Bates challenge for the WCF World Heavyweight Title, but never like this. Never in such a huge match. We're seeing a different Bates here tonight, that's for sure.
Bates covers the World Champion.
No!, Dune kicks out. Bates and eXtreme picks Dune up, but Dune shoves them away! He roars and runs at them, Clotheslining them both down. They get back up and Dune focuses his attention on Bates, running at him and executing a Thesz Press... right through the ropes and to the outside!
Freddy Whoa: DAMN!
Mikey eXtreme is up and he turns.. right into three members of Pantheon. Mikey's eyes go wide as he backs up he's in the wrong place at the wrong time. Scarecrow, Alex Richards, and Jay Omega all fire off with their feet.
Zach Davis: TRIOS SUPERKICK!
Three boots smash into Mikey eXtreme's face and his eyes glaze over as he drops to the mat. Jay Omega once again drops down and goes for the pin.
Freddy Whoa: MIKEY EXTREME ELIMINATED!
Mikey rolls out of the ring.
Gravedigger: And there you have it! There goes one of the two Dark Riders in this match.
Zach Davis: The next seven men will be our Champions; the next two men eliminated will fulfill the currently vacant Tag Team Championships.
Freddy Whoa: And can anyone stop Pantheon?
Howard Black enters the ring. His eyes narrow.
Gravedigger: One man wants to try.
Omega runs at Black and goes for a Superkick, but Black ducks it and lifts Omega up into the Electric Chair. Scarecrow and Richards were already running at him, but seeing Omega up, they stop dead in their tracks; Howard Black drops onto his back while driving his knees up onto the stomach of Jay Omega!
Zach Davis: What was THAT?!
Freddy Whoa: I've never seen anything like it before!
Before Black can get to his feet Scarecrow and Richards are on him, stomping away viciously. But Howard Black will not be denied. He starts working his way up, much to Crow and Richards' dismay. The two Pantheon members throw Black to the ropes but he Springboards and takes each of them down with a Clothesline!
Gravedigger: Howard Black! Taking it to Pantheon!
Richards stumbles up.
Zach Davis: GERMAN SUPLEX TO RICHARDS!
Crow stumbles up.
Freddy Whoa: GERMAN SUPLEX TO SCARECROW!
Jay Omega is up.
Gravedigger: GERMAN SUPLEX TO JAY OMEGA!
NO!, Omega lands on his feet! Omega runs at Black and clubs him to the back of the head. Omega hooks him for a Reverse DDT, but as he lifts Black, Black shifts his weight and lands behind Omega. Black spins Omega around.
Zach Davis: Tree of No Care!
Black drops down and pins Jay Omega.
No!, Omega gets the shoulder up!
Freddy Whoa: This is the biggest deal of anyone's career, and the falls won't come easy.
Omega stumbles to his feet and Black measures him. Black lifts him for a Vertical Suplex, but Omega lands behind him and drops him with the Reverse DDT from before! Omega pins Black.
No!, Black gets the shoulder up.
Gravedigger: What tenacity!
Omega quickly lifts Black up and throws him into the corner. Omega runs at him..
Zach Davis: Shining Wizard. Omega is putting Black in the Lockdown!
No!, Black sidesteps it, sending Omega's leg flying straight into the turnbuckle. Omega screams as his leg hits and Black smells blood. He dives towards Omega's leg and locks it in a Single Leg Grapevine.
Freddy Whoa: Is Jay Omega going to tap in the biggest match of his career!?
The fans boo as Omega screams out in pain and crawls towards the ropes.
Gravedigger: Jay Omega may be injured. He hit his knee HARD against cold hard metal... Can he really afford NOT to give up?
But he won't! The crowd roars as Omega shakes his head no, refusing to tap. Omega reaches the ropes!
Zach Davis: Black has to break the hold!
Black rolls up as he releases, only to be met by Scarecrow and Richards. The two men run at him and go for a Double Dropkick this time, but again he ducks away. This time Dune is up from outside and grabs the top apron, causing Crow and Richards to fall out from the top!
Freddy Whoa: Omega and Black are both up..
They turn into each other and Black knees Omega in the gut. He backs up before delivering THE SEVENTH SEAL!
Gravedigger: SEVENTH SEAL! HE HITS IT!
Black dives down and pins Omega.
Zach Davis: JAY OMEGA IS ELIMINATED!
Freddy Whoa: And he will be one half of our new Tag Team Champions!
Omega rolls out as Black gets to his feet. Scarecrow, Richards, and Dune are all back in the ring. Crow and Richards square off against Dune and Black.
Gravedigger: Wait. Here come Jonny Fly and Thomas Uriel Bates, too.
Zach Davis: Both find themselves without teammates.. it would make sense for them to forge an alliance.
Bates lifts Fly up and tosses him into the nearby Scarecrow! He goes down as Black and Dune run at Alex Richards and attack him, knocking him down and stomping away. Jonny Fly joins the Sentinels in stomping at Alex Richards as Bates kicks at Scarecrow.
Freddy Whoa: More clusterfuckery. Who will be Omega's Tag Team Champion teammate?
Gravedigger: He almost has to be hoping for either Richards or Scarecrow to lose next so he gains a Pantheon teammate. That would mean the two most Internet and People's Champions would lose their belts, but..
Richards, in a moment of desperation, low blows Dune. Dune is able to grab Dune and throw him out of the ring before diving and rolling up Howard Black.
No!, Black kicks out. Both men get to their feet and meet... RICHARDS HITS THE FINAL ENLIGHTENMENT!
Into the pin!
Zach Davis: NO! HOWARD BLACK KICKS OUT!
Black crawls to his feet only for Scarecrow to run at him.
Freddy Whoa: ROADKILL! ROADKILL!
Gravedigger: This is a goddamn mugging!
Richards dives on top of Black as Scarecrow stomps his face to the mat, going for the pin.
Zach Davis: HOWARD BLACK IS ELIMINATED!
Freddy Whoa: So we're guaranteed a new Television Champion, but god damn, uh... Jay Omega and Howard Black are our Tag Team Champions?
Gravedigger: An odd couple if there ever was one.
Zach Davis: Our next fall decides who take the People's Championship, currently held by Scarecrow.
Scarecrow clearly knows this and has a look in his eye.
Freddy Whoa: Is Scarecrow ready to move on? Or is he ready to kiss his People's Championship reign goodbye?
Richards turns as Dune enters the ring.
Gravedigger: WHAT A SQUARE OFF! RICHARDS AND DUNE, HERE WE GO!
Scarecrow sighs as he rolls Richards up from behind.
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
Richards gets to his feet and turns towards Scarecrow, not quite understanding what happened. Maybe understanding, but not believing.
Gravedigger: Scarecrow just cashed in! He saw an opportunity and he took it!
Zach Davis: More than that. Scarecrow just gave Alex Richards his People's Title, a Title that Scarecrow took to new heights. If Scarecrow didn't think Richards could carry it, he probably wouldn't have pinned him there. This was Scarecrow passing the torch.
Richards pounds the mat before rolling out. Scarecrow immediately runs at Dune and hits him with a Yakuza Kick!
Freddy Whoa: WILL SCARECROW'S GAMBIT PAY OFF!?
Scarecrow pins Dune!
NO!, Dune kicks out!
Gravedigger: Not yet, not yet. We're down to Jonny Fly, Thomas Uriel Bates, Scarecrow, and Dune.
Freddy Whoa: No alignments here. Jonny Fly represents Jonny Fly. Bates the DRG, Scarecrow Pantheon, and Dune the Sentinels.
Jonny Fly lifts Scarecrow up and Pimp Slaps him immediately.
Zach Davis: Oh come on..
Scarecrow spins around into the waiting arms of Thomas Uriel Bates. Fly climbs the ropes as Bates lifts Scarecrow up with a Full Nelson.
Gravedigger: THE BADGE!
Freddy Whoa: FLY SWATTER FROM JONNY FLY!
He hits it on Scarecrow!, and pins him quickly.
Zach Davis: SCARECROW IS GONE!
Gravedigger: More importantly, Scarecrow is our Internet Champion!
Freddy Whoa: How about that? Scarecrow wins the Internet Title as Richards wins the People's Title!
Scarecrow rolls out of the ring as Fly gets to his feet AND EATS A BATES BOOT!
Zach Davis: BATES BOOT! HE HIT IT!
Gravedigger: There goes the Fly/DRG alliance!
Bates pins Jonny Fly now!
NO!, no! Fly kicks out!
Freddy Whoa: There was a point we would call Jonny Fly the most prolific star of the modern WCF era.. but Jonny Fly is now proving himself the most prolific star of ANY era.
Bates picks Fly up and boots him in the gut. The smaller Jonny Fly doubles over immediately, allowing Blates to easily throw Fly to the ropes. Fly hits them and comes back, jumping.
Zach Davis: FLY ON THE ATTACK!
Gravedigger: NO! He's caught!
Thomas Uriel Bates catches Jonny Fly and he executes a Fallaway Slam. Bates moves quickly to pin the legend.
No! Fly kicks out.
Freddy Whoa: We're down to Jonny Fly, Dune, and Thomas Uriel Bates. We're guaranteed at least two new Champions.
Zach Davis: Unbelievable feat by Jonny Fly, being able to last this long in an Ultimate Showdown match. We didn't get to call it all but we've seen all of these men beaten to an inch of their lives, mostly on the outside, where the damage is tenfold.
Dune is in the ring and he clubs Bates from behind. He hits him several times before backing up and running at Bates, going for a Bulldog!, but Bates catches him and lifts him up before dropping him to the mat. Dune yells but both men get up. Dune runs at Bates and Bates catches him in a Bearhug.
Gravedigger: Submission applied!
Bates yells out in pain.
Crowd: LET'S GO D-R-G!
Crowd: LET'S GO DUNE!
Crowd: LET'S GO D-R-G!
Crowd: LET'S GO DUNE!
Jonny Fly fucks that whole noise by jumping off the top rope and throwing his body into the back of Bates, causing Bates to fall onto Dune and Fly to fall on top of the both of them!
No!, both Bates and Dune kick out!
Zach Davis: These are two powerhouses, which Jonny Fly.. is not. He has a lot to contend with here.
Fly gets to his feet, as does Bates. Bates runs at Fly and floors him with a Big Boot! Fly goes down, stumbles up; Bates kicks him in the gut once again and Powerbombs him.
Freddy Whoa: OOF.
Bates drops down and pins Jonny Fly.
NO!, Fly kicks out.
Zach Davis: This is Jonny motherfucking Fly. If anyone thought he wasn't going into this match to win it, they were mistaken.
Gravedigger: Whoever is pinned next become the Television Champion!, one of the most sought after and difficult to defend belts in the WCF! One of the most prestigious belts we have!
Freddy Whoa: And as expected, Dune will walk away with one of the top belts of the company. The question is... Will it be THE top belt in the company?
Dune grabs Bates and quickly hits a Full Nelson SLam. Dune stomps the former Television Champion for several moments before lifting him back up and throwing him to the ropes.
Zach Davis: Here comes Bates..
Dune kicks him in the gut. Jonny Fly doubles over and Dune lifts him.
Gravedigger: PUMPHANDLE SLAM!
The World Champion drops over Jonny Fly and pins him.
Freddy Whoa: NO! FLY KICKS OUT!
Jonny Fly did indeed kick out.
Zach Davis: I called Torture versus Logan nine years ago... Jonny Fly has proven himself better than both men. Jonny Fly has proven that he is the best of the best of the best. Will he do it again tonight?
Dune stands up before turning around and walking into the clutching of Thomas Uriel Bates. Bates lifts him up, but Dune elbows him in the head. Bates drops him and Dune elbows him!, but Bates elbows him back. Bates hits Dune with a BIONIC ELBOW!, dropping him and going for the pin!
NO!, no! Fly breaks it up!
Gravedigger: Why would Jonny Fly do that? The more likely the pin the better it is for everyone remaining..
Fly quickly DDTs Dune before lifting Bates up. Fly grabs his legs and locks him in the LIONTAMER!
Freddy Whoa: Can he reach the ropes!?
As much as Bates screamed in pain, he managed to crawl towards the ropes. Fly released the hold before Dune runs at him...
Knife edged chop to Dune!
Jonny Fly chops again but Dune grabs his wrist. Fly shakes his head "NO!" and slides his other hand into his pocket.
Freddy Whoa: HOT FRIES INTO THE FACE OF DUNE!
Dune is blinded! Fly grins as Dune is totally disabled and Fly is able to grab his leg.
Zach Davis: Well here it comes.
Gravedigger: Fly's Supremacy.
Fly twists the move in. He has it locked in perfectly.
Freddy Whoa: DUNE. DUNE HAS LOST THE WORLD TITLE.
Zach Davis: NO! HE WON'T SUBMIT!
Dune is able to kick Fly away into a Bates Boot.
Gravedigger: Aw shit.
Fly turns around and eats a Sandstorm from Dune. Dune drops
Freddy Whoa: Jonny Fly is your new Television Champion. What a world we're living in.
DUNE STANDS UP INTO A BATES BOOT! BATES DROPS HIM!
NO!, NO DUNE KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: I don't believe it!
Bates is exhausted as the two men fall over. They rest for a few moments before Bates is first up. He motions towards the crowd as Dune stands up.
Gravedigger: THIS IS THOMAS URIEL BATES' MOMENT!
Bates lifts Dune with the Military Press Slam.
Freddy Whoa: Press! And a press! AND ANOTHER PRESS!
Zach Davis: And there it is..
GORILLA PRESS GUTBUSTER INTO THE SLAM! AND THE PIN!
Gravedigger: NEW CHAMPION!
NO! DUNE KICKS OUT!
Freddy Whoa: WHAT?!
Dune did the impossible and kicked out ofan impossible feat of strength! Bates lifts him up and throws him to the ropes, only for Dune to reverse it. Bates hits the ropes and comes back as Dune kicks him in the gut...
Zach Davis: SANDSTORM!
Gravedigger: THOMAS URIEL BATES KICKS OUT!?
Dune lifts Bates up one more time. Dune throws Bates to the ropes.
Zach Davis: Bates gets his foot up...
BATES BOOT TO DUNE'S FACE!
Dune shrugs it off and is able to switch places with Bates. The two men trade rights and lefts before Dune is able to huff and grab Bates and dump him on the top. Dune hits him with a stiff shot before climbing up and executing the rarely seen finisher.
Jonny Fly, who had been waiting ever since his elimination, enters the ring. He runs at Dune and hits him with a stiff forearm right to the head.
Zach Davis: Come on....
Fly practically laughs as he measures up the hard-fighting Thomas Uriel Bates. Fly spins and hits a Discus Fly!, sending the leader of the DRG out of the ring!
Freddy Whoa: This dude LOST. What is he doing?
Gravedigger: Jonny FLy is a Seth Lerch endorsed WCF legend! He can do whatever he wants.
Zach Davis: What a pathetic showing from Fly here… and here comes Seth.
Freddy Whoa: Just what we need, this man is determined to kill his own company.
Gravedigger: I have tenure and my contract insured so do I care? Fuck no, this is hilarious.
Biohazard rolls in, well.. Seth Lerch wearing the Biohazard outfit. Seth Lerch, a big smile on his face as he witnesses his associate Jonny Fly continue to beat the living hell out of Dune, the World Champion. He makes his way to ringside and clambers up inside the ring. He shares a glance with Fly before demanding a microphone be handed to him.
Seth Lerch: DUNE, YOU ARE NOBODY! JONNY FLY IS THE DYNASTY!
Fly continues to mock the fallen Dune slapping him a couple of times before picking him up and whipping him into the corner.
Zach Davis: Someone needs to stop this…
Freddy Whoa: DISCUS FLY!
Gravedigger: Bahaha this is great.
Dune flops limply to the ground as Jonny Fly takes the microphone from Seth.
Jonny Fly: I think this requires a coup de grace.
He grabs Dune again.
Jonny Fly: Welcome back to the era of Jonny F-
He is cut short as for the first time in WCF history this music receives cheers so loud it threatens to damn near take the roof off the place as Mile Zero by Periphery rings loud through the speakers.
Zach Davis: Ho-ly shit.
Gravedigger: JOSEPH MOTHERFUCKING FLASH.
Freddy Whoa: HE SAID HE'D FINISH SETH AND HERE WE GO!
Joey Flash stares out into the crowd and gives them a knowing nod of what they are about to witness. He stretches for a moment and limbers up before making his way down the ramp, a panicked Seth Lerch shouts the security team to stop him but Fly pulls him back and shakes his head making a sweeping motion with his arm for Joey to enter the ring. Sensing the moment, Seth quickly exits the ring. He comes face to face with Joey who says a few choice words to Seth before giving him a condescending tap on the cheek. Flash hops onto the apron and steps through the second rope. He looks down at the prone body of Dune crumpled in the corner and then finally his eyes lock onto the imposing figure of Jonny Fly.
Zach Davis: For the first time in WCF history Jonny Fly and Joey Flash are face to face.
The two men lock eyes and step up toward each other. The crowd go suitably fucking ballistic, they seem to stare for an eternity, neither man wanting to give an inch.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Zach Davis: This is so good the crowd seem to have become fluent in English.
Gravedigger: They’re fluent in wrestling, and this speaks the fucking same in any language.
Joey Flash is the first one to break the staredown…by snatching the microphone from Fly’s hand. The crowd cheers. Joey raises the microphone to his mouth and begins to circle Fly who just continues to stare at Flash.
Joey Flash: Finally, Jonny Fly.
The crowd cheers.
Joey Flash: You can feel this too right?
Fly gives a wry grin and shrugs.
Joey Flash: Ever since I joined this place eight months ago I’ve been chasing your legend, I’ve been calling you out in interviews, promos, magazine segments, on the internet yet all I’ve ever got from you and Lerch is stony fucking silence…but we’ve never actually met have we? Well hello Mr Fly, my name’s Joey Flash…
He takes a step toward Fly and they’re almost nose to nose.
Joey Flash: …and now I’m right in your fucking face.
Fly drops the smile but stands completely unmoved.
Joey Flash: This is what you fans want right? This is the biggest match that the WCF can possibly make; this is the biggest match in our companies fucking history right now. For the past four months I’ve been in negotiations with Lerch about this very fucking topic, Jonny Fly and Joey Flash. Well you wanna know a little secret fans?
Flash takes a step back from Fly and looks toward the crowd.
Joey Flash: Remember when I told you that the contract deal wasn’t right for me?
He looks down at Seth Lerch then turns to Jonny Fly and gives him a smile.
Joey Flash: I lied.
He drops the microphone, darts toward Fly…
Zach Davis: HOLY SHIT!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA!
..and shakes his hand. The two men then embrace in a hug as Seth Lerch slides through the bottom rope as the crowd explode with thermonuclear boos.
Zach Davis: No no no, this can’t be happening.
Freddy Whoa: Are you kidding me with this?
Gravedigger: Jonny Fly and Joey Flash…. And Seth Lerch?! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!! YES!!! SETH YOU BEAUTIFUL BASTARD.
Seth steps between the two men and raises their hands.
Zach Davis: First Joey disbands Imperium and now this? Just how long have these men been cooking this alliance up, how…why…ahhh fuck.
Seth, a massive grin on his face takes the microphone.
Seth Lerch: Thank you for coming this evening. Oh, and please tune in to Slam next week to see Jay Omega and Howard Black defend against oh I don’t know, Jonny Fly and Joey Flash. Thank you and good night.
The almost unbelievable scene of Jonny Fly and Joey Flash stood side by side over the prone body of Dune fades into a...
Jayson Price: Pretty sure Black set it that nobody new can join. Or at least they can attempt to, but they can't do anything unless it's approved. Which essentially cuts off any guests.
May 23, 2019 19:21:19 GMT -5
The Risen: Shit, I had no idea WCF shut down. I was only here for a few months, but it was a fun few months. Hope y'all are doing well.
Jun 11, 2019 1:55:16 GMT -5