If It Bleeds, We Can Kill It by Austrian Death Machine plays as Rebirth is on the air! The fans cheer extra loud since they get to be here for a PPV and all, and a little bit extra pyro goes off before we go to our announcers for the evening.
Luscious Jackson: Welcome to Rebirth, y'all!
Zach Davis: How does it feel to be employed again, Luscious?
Luscious Jackson: Ever since WCF closed I've been working as a pimp.
Luscious winks at Shannan, who ignores him and pretends like she didn't notice.
Zach Davis: Well here we are, the first PPV of the new generation! We have the finals of our World Title tournament, plus one.
Shannan Lerch: And that "one" is Gravedigger, the new owner of the company. He and the Dark Side first turned Black and Torture against each other-
Luscious Jackson: I think Black and Torture did that on their own.
Shannan Lerch: Well either way, Gravedigger and co. exploited it. And last week, Gravedigger and the Dark Side did their best to take Torture and Black out. But they're still here, and they'll be competing tonight.
Zach Davis: We also have the US Title match, with Thunder and Brad Kane hooking it up. Thunder is a former holder of most every belt we have, and Brad Kane, as Reckless Jack, is one of WCF's most decorated stars also. This should be a good one.
Luscious Jackson: Logan is fighting a mystery man, a mystery man who attacked him last week.
Shannan Lerch: Poor Logan! He didn't deserve that.
Zach Davis: We'll see if Logan still has what it takes to get it done in the ring and if this mystery man will pose a challenge.
Luscious Jackson: And in our opener, we'll see my personal favorite Prince Jimmy Dean wrestle the one and only Chad Evans.
The lights in the WCF Arena go dim. The sound of a harsh wind blowing can be heard over the PA System. The Slamatron video screen in the arena shows the image of a large, leafless branch of a tree twisting in the wind. The image slowly zooms out and we see a giant fire spreading through the land near the tree, the tree itself is soon overcome as the strong wind gusts blow the flames further out of control.
The image zooms out further and we see the remains of what appears to have been a once thriving village now in a large pile of rubble on the ground, the sound of fire raging and debris crackling melds to form a cacophony along with the howling of the wind. The video screen switches to an overhead shot of the barren, desolate wasteland being consumed by flame, and the words "Tenuous", "Impetuous" and "Subservient" flash on the screen in bold red type.
After a few moments the scene of the fiery wasteland fades into an image of the sun shining brightly in a clear blue sky. The camera zooms out and we see the image of a dragon flying toward the sun. The words "Embolden", "Enlighten" and "Illuminate" appear on the screen in dark blue type.
Suddenly the video screen goes black while a yellow strobe light fills the arena, the opening strains of "Illumination" by Rollins Band can be heard over the PA System. After a few moments Chad Evans appears at the entrance way draped in his orange robe. Evans stands motionless at the top of the entrance ramp. When the song picks up and the chorus hits, flames rise up from the floor, forming a circle around Evans. After the chorus ends, followed by a sweet guitar solo, the song gets quieter and the flames disappear.
Evans walks slowly down to ringside, expressionless, ignoring the fans, with his eyes locked on the ring. When he reaches the ring, Evans leaps onto the apron and flips forward over the top rope. In one swift motion Evans disrobes and hands the robe to a ringside attendant. Evans jumps up and down and does some quick stretches to warm up, then stands patiently in his corner with a focused expression on his face.
Zach Davis: And now for Prince Jimmy Dean.
The lights go off and Jerry "The King" Lawler's music starts playing. A single spotlight shines on a vacant archway and Prince Jimmy Dean is majestically pulled out on a golden carriage by two white horses. The crowd is silent in awe at the grandeur of the entrance. Prince Jimmy Dean is pulled around the ring while the crowd silently looks upon his carriage in awe. He slowly gets out of the chariot and gracefully walks into the ring and stands in the center as the single spotlight shines on him.
Shannan Lerch: Here we go!
Evans and Dean approach each other, and as Dean goes to tie up, Evans kicks him right in the leg. Dean looks at him like "what the hell?" and Evans explodes with more kicks, kicking away at Dean's leg.
Luscious Jackson: Dean wasn't expectin' that!
Evans then throws Dean to the ropes, and as Dean comes back Evans hits a big Exploder Suplex! Evans then goes back on the attack, kicking at the fallen Prince Jimmy.
Zach Davis: Chad Evans is very, very focused tonight.
Evans picks Jimmy up and suddenly starts fighting back. He's sloppily throwing lefts and rights, just trying to connect with something to stop Evans' onslaught. Eventually Evans catches one of Jimmy's punches and then hits back with a few strikes of his own!
Shannan Lerch: Talk about hard hitting.
Evans then backs up and goes for a big kick, but Jimmy catches it! He then spins Evans around and hits the Sausage Slammer!
Luscious Jackson: THE SAUSAGE SLAMMER! CHAD EVANS JUST ATE THE BIG SAUSAGE SLAMMER!!
Zach Davis: ...
Luscious Jackson: I'll be honest. I prepared that line just in case Prince Jimmy hit that move.
Jimmy, a look of relief on his face, quickly pins Chad Evans.
No! Evans kicks out!
Luscious Jackson: Prince Jimmy's sausage wasn't enough for Evans! He wants more!
Shannan Lerch: ...
Dean looks unhappy that he didn't get the win and picks Evans up. Evans responds with a kick to the midsection. Dean then hits a few shots, goes for a Clothesline, Evans ducks it and grabs him from behind, hitting a Dragon Suplex!
Zach Davis: And you know what's coming next.
Evans now locks in a Dragon Sleeper!
Shannan Lerch: And that's the Way of the Dragon, folks!
Luscious Jackson: More like... way of the sausage.
Prince Jimmy Dean has no choice, he signals that he gives up!
Zach Davis: There you have it! Chad Evans with a victory here tonight!
Evans releases the move and gets up, raising his arms. He then heads to the back.
A camera picks up a live feed backstage. The doors from the parking lot swing open. Torture steps through the blue doors wearing a sweater vest over a bright blue long sleeve button up shirt. With his Ipod in his ear, the crowd begins to boo out inside the arena.
Zach Davis: Torture is here, Shannan.
Shannan Lerch: I hate to say it, but damn he looks cool.
Zach Davis: I have word Hank Brown is backstage heading his way..
Shannan Lerch: Hank? You there?
Just then Hank Brown appears walking next to Torture. The Tort nods to Hank and transfers his backpack from one shoulder to the other. He yanks the headphones from the Ipod out of his ears. Still walking, Hank asks Torture the tough questions!
Hank Brown: Torture! We saw published pictures of you and Chris Avery, former WCF wrestler at a bar last night in the hotel. Is Avery returning to the WCF?
Torture: Yes. Next question.
Hank Brown: Oh.. uhm.. Rumor has it you have a problem with how Wrestling Championship Federation is being controlled, and you want to change the face and the direction of the company. Is this true?
Torture: Who doesn't want to change this shit hole. Listen, Hank. To just shut you up, and to fill in all the idiots out there in the arena.
Torture: Chris Avery is returning to WCF, tonight I'm facing Black and Gravedigger in a match that shouldn't even exist, and after tonight, you will notice a regime change. You will all see what the REAL Wrestling Championship Federation has to offer. I'm going to change it. Know why Hank?
Hank Brown: No.. why?
Torture: Because I'm that God Damn Cool.
Torture puts one of his ear pieces back in to listen to his Ipod. We now cut back to the announcers.
Shannan Lerch: I haven't heard him say that in a long time.
Zach Davis: What did Torture mean by a regime change?
Shannan Lerch: He does not like the current state of Wrestling Championship Federation.
Zach Davis: And now it is time for Logan against... well, we don't know who.
The lights dim in the arena, blue pryos shoot down the ramp, and a drum beat rolls into the PA speakers. Five Finger Death Punch's "The Bleeding" 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 reaches 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.
Shannan Lerch: He's still dreamy.
Luscious Jackson: He has a little more serious look to his face though I think, he wants to kill a motha after bein' attacked last week.
The lights go out.
Zach Davis: Man I hate it when they do this.
And suddenly, Evenflow by Pearl Jam blasts throughout the arena, and Logan's eyes widen. The lights flash green and suddenly the man that attacked him is in the ring...
Shannan Lerch: It is... Rick Mad?!
Luscious Jackson: Rick Mad, Logan's long time rival, former best friend... wow!
Rick is wearing his usual wrestling gear and has a mic in his hand as the lights are now back on normally.
Rick Mad: That's right, that's right. It's me, Logan. Rick Mad.
Logan looks angry, yet cocky.
Rick Mad: And I know you're wondering why I attacked you last week, why I've come back. For two reasons. One, Logan.... I hate seeing you like this. You're a fat slob.
Logan looks down at himself, looks back up at Rick, and shrugs.
Rick Mad: Not just that, but you call yourself "Mr. WCF"... and you're just a cancer to this place now, a JOKE. Think about that, Logan. This is WCF, your home... AND YOU ARE A JOKE. A shell of your former self. You should be main eventing tonight, fighting Gravedigger, Torture, or my old pal Creeping Death. But no! You're probably too busy selling your DVDs to fans before the show to even work out anymore. Not to mention your tasteless and unfunny Reckless Jack shots... I'm disappointed, Logan. And I'm disappointed because when I talk to people and tell them that I defeated Logan for the WCF World Title, they don't care anymore. They don't remember the Face of Treachery, the most hated man in our sport. They just know this piece of scum that you've become now, and no one cares that I've defeated him.
Logan is just staring at Mad, listening to his words.
Rick Mad: So tonight, I'm going to try to bring the old Logan out. And as for the second reason I've come back, well-
Logan has had enough and has stepped up to Rick, slapping him right in the face.
Zach Davis: DAMN!
Luscious Jackson: Hey, you probably should've let me do that. DAMN!
Rick smiles, and slaps Logan right back! Logan reels, and suddenly he and Logan are trading blows!
Shannan Lerch: Logan vs Rick Mad, once more, here tonight.
Zach Davis: And Rick Mad is still in wrestling shape. Let's see how he matches up with Logan.
Rick's endurance gets the better of Logan, and Mad whips Logan to the ropes. He then connects with a Clothesline, knocking Logan down. Logan gets up and Rick executes a Snapmare, kicks Logan square in the back-
Luscious Jackson: Ouch!
..And then applies a Chinlock. As the chinlock is applied, Rick begins yelling at Logan, telling him to fight out of it.
Shannan Lerch: I don't know if I've ever seen a man's opponent try to encourage him to get out of a move before...
But Logan begins to seem like he's going to pass out. The crowd starts cheering, trying to will him to fight.
Zach Davis: I'll never be used to Logan getting cheered.
They're chanting "LO-GAN! LO-GAN!" and eventually Logan's eyes reopen. He starts fighting to his feet...
Shannan Lerch: I don't believe it! Maybe there really is a little bit of the Face of Treachery left in there?
Logan works his way up, and Rick honestly looks surprised. Logan jabs Rick in the gut, runs to the ropes and hits a big Clothesline, knocking Rick back. Logan then shoves Rick into a turnbuckle and hits a few strikes to his midsection. Rick stumbles out of the corner and Logan then hits a Belly to Belly Suplex! Exhausted by the effort, he falls onto Rick and pins him.
No, Rick gets the shoulder up, and Logan is not happy.
Luscious Jackson: Logan definitely wanted this match to be over with.
Logan picks Rick up, but Rick hits a few shots to his midsection. Logan goes for a quick Clothesline but Rick ducks it and hits a German Suplex!
Zach Davis: Those always look SO damn painful.
Rick then grabs Logan's legs... and locks in the Sharpshooter!
Shannan Lerch: That's one of Logan's favorite moves, though he calls it the LoganShooter.
Rick is yelling at Logan now, mocking him. "TAP OUT!" and some trash talking. Logan is crawling to the ropes, slowly, and again the crowd has begun cheering him on.
Luscious Jackson: He gotta make it or else he's done!
Logan lunges... and manages to grab the ropes! Rick releases the hold. He then picks Logan up and Logan hits the Connector out of nowhere!
Zach Davis: This might be it!
But no, Logan stays sitting, too exhausted to make the pin.
Shannan Lerch: Oh, Logan...
Rick slowly pulls himself to his feet using the ring ropes, and looks down at Logan, disgusted. Logan gets to his feet as well and the two again begin trading fists. Eventually Logan goes for a Spin Kick-
Shannan Lerch: The Impact Style!
Luscious Jackson: Well, the NEW Impact Style anyway. Not the move we're used to seeing.
..But Mad ducks it, moving out of the way. Mad grabs Logan from behind and hits a big Cobra Clutch Suplex! The crowd "Ooh's" at that.
Zach Davis: This really could be it now.
Logan looks lifeless. Rick steps on him and orders the referee to make the count.
Shannan Lerch: KICK OUT, LOGAN, PLEASE KICK OUT!
As if hearing Shannan's words, Logan manages to get the shoulder up! Rick honestly looks shocked and drops down for a real pin, hooking the leg.
No, Logan kicks out again!
Luscious Jackson: He really don't wanna get pinned!
Zach Davis: Especially by his old rival, Rick Mad.
Logan rolls out of the ring. Mad follows him, and Logan is breathing heavily. Rick goes to grab him, but Logan jabs him with an elbow first. Logan then throws him into the ring stairs, making a big loud noise. Logan then instructs a fan to give him a chair.
Shannan Lerch: He's too lazy to go get one himself...
One lucky fan obliges and hands the chair to Logan. Mad turns around and Logan hits him over the head with it!
Zach Davis: I think Logan just got himself disqualified just so this match would be over!
And immediately as the bell rings, Logan begins running as fast as he can up the entrance ramp. Which isn't very fast. But Mad doesn't chase him, he simply stands up and watches him go.
Luscious Jackson: You guys think Mad accomplished his misson?
Shannan Lerch: I'm not sure. Maybe Logan sees now what he has to do.... maybe.
Zach Davis: But wait a minute. Rick Mad never told us the other reason he returned here tonight?
After Logan leaves, Rick walks up the entryway, glaring at the fans.
"In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty... handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with."
The house lights go out in the arena as the opening of "Eye of the Storm" by Killswitch Engage flares up. Strobe lights begin to go insane when the vocals blare out of the sound system as Brad Kane appears in the entry way. The crowd cheers seeing them as Brad inhales before he makes his way down the ring. A few hands get slapped but not many as once Brad is at ringside, he hops up on the ring apron. The lights are back to normal as they enter the ring as he heads to the nearest turnbuckle and goes up to the middle buckle. Some take pictures as he steps down, inhaling once more as he does the same thing on the other side of the ring. He then backs into the corner as he then waits for the match to begin as his entrance song fades off.
Zach Davis: Once more, Brad Kane finds himself in a position to win a championship here in WCF.
Shannan Lerch: I still want to call him Reckless Jack.
Luscious Jackson: Cracka still a foo' tho'. He all emo 'n' shit.
Zach Davis: Well I did read his blog and he pretty much admitted to it.
"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play. As the cash register sound ends and the music begins, Thunder walks towards the ring. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans.
Shannan Lerch: Speaking of someone who has won a ton of gold here in WCF, Thunder has held quite a few titles.
Zach Davis: No doubt, People's, Tag Team among so many others. Never held the World Title though.
Luscious Jackson: Surprised the honkey never bought the motherfucka.
Shannan Lerch: Is it me or have you gotten a lot worse?
Luscious Jackson: Shut it cracka.
The ring announcer is standing in the ring, ready to do introductions for the US Title match.
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and is for the Wrestling Championship Federation United States Championship! Introducting first, in the corner to my left. He weighed in tonight at 228 pounds and comes from Boston, Massachusetts by way of Belfast, Ireland. He is a former WCF World Champion, Brad Kane!!!
The crowd cheers for him, throwing in streamers in red and black color. He bows to them before staring at Thunder.
Ring Announcer: And introducing to the corner to my left. He weighed in tonight at 230 pounds and comes from the "Steel City" Pittsburgh, Pennslyivana. He is a former holder of numerous titles in WCF, Thunder!!!
The crowd jeers Thunder, throwing toilet paper into the ring! He's furious, throwing some back into the crowd as Brad Kane picks up a roll and throws it at Thunder's face. The ref keeps the two seperated though.
Zach Davis: Oh my! I don't think we've seen this before. They threw toilet paper at Thunder.
Luscious Jackson: All we need now is Prince Nana.
Shannan Lerch: Who?
Luscious Jackson: He was the leader of the Embassy, dumb ho.
Zach Davis: Somehow, I didn't see you as a ROH fan, Luscious. Weird.
*Ding ding ding!*
Neither man wants to make the first move quite yet as the crowd begins to roar, waiting for the first move. The two lock up in the middle of the ring as Thunder scores with a quick go behind as he puts Brad in a hammerlock. Planting his foot down, Brad is able to reverse the hold into one his own as Thunder snaps his elbow back, connecting with the temple of Brad Kane. The hold gets released as the two look at one another again. Not feeling content to lock up again, Brad looks for a quick kick to the face of Thunder but it falls short as Thunder quickly moves backwards, avoiding it. The crowd claps at the near miss as the duo are still trying to formulate a plan.
Shannan Lerch: Its strange watching this, usually Thunder has someone in a submission by now and Brad Kane would've done ten flippity dos.
Zach Davis: Well their styles have changed a bit, more so in the case of Brad Kane though.
The two lock up for a second time this evening as Thunder pushes Brad into the corner. The ref tells Thunder to release as they get a clean break. As Thunder takes a few paces backwards, Brad explodes out of the corner, hitting the John Woo! This sends Thunder to the mat as he rolls back into the turnbuckle as Brad sprints back in and hits a facewash. The crowd cheers as Brad pulls Thunder back to a vertical base, whipping him into the ropes. Brad lowers his shoulder as Thunder leaps into the air and jumps over Brad. Thunder bounces back off the ropes as he dropkicks the knee of Brad out from underneath him. Brad collapses to the mat as Thunder runs and hits a senton onto the back of Brad Kane.
Luscious Jackson: What a thunderous senton by Thunder!
Shannan Lerch: Ugh, your reach for cleverness is appauling. I hope you choke on a piece of fried chicken.
Zach Davis: Isn't that a bit of racial stereotyping?
Shannan Lerch: You're right but he always implies I'm a giant slut!
Luscious Jackson: Well you is.
Thunder lifts the body of Brad Kane off the mat as he spins him around before grabbing the right leg, lifting Brad into the air, possibly looking for a shinbreaker. Brad is able to escape out of the hold as he lands on his feet. Once Thunder turns around, he gets a kick to the ribs followed by a second. On the third, Thunder catches the right leg of Brad and spins it around into a dragon screw. Brad holds his knee as Thunder keeps ahold of the limb, dropping an elbow right on the kneecap before wrenching back with his elbow still in place. Brad tries reaching for the ropes but to no avail as Thunder releases the hold but keeps the leg gripped yet. Thunder drops the mat, putting Brad into a leg lock now.
Zach Davis: Solid plan by Thunder here, he takes out the leg of Brad and those kicks are all but useless, taking away a good portion of Brad's offense.
Shannan Lerch: This is why Thunder has earned such a name in pro wrestling. Such a great one.
Zach Davis: Although I hate to agree with you, you're right Shannan.
Brad pulls himself to the ropes as Thunder releases the hold. He backs away, waiting for Kane to pull himself back up. Once Brad is back up to a vertical base, he limps a bit on that right leg as Thunder goes back to work with another dropkick to the knee. Brad drops to a single knee as Thunder makes the universal signal for the shining wizard. He sprints towards Brad but Brad ducks out of the way as Thunder's momentum takes him chest first into the ropes. Brad gets back up to his feet as he waits for Thunder to turn around. Once Thunder faces Brad, he gets met with a european uppercut as he falls back into the ropes. Brad grabs the arm of Thunder, whipping him into the ropes. Thunder bounces back as Brad takes him down with a STO.
Shannan Lerch: Looks like Brad is getting fired up!
Luscious Jackson: I just thought of something hilarious!
Zach Davis: What is it this time...?
Luscious Jackson: Brad Kane has the initials BK, the same as Burger King. So when Shannan said he fired up, I thought of a Whopper. Which, in turn, made me think of stuffing my penis into Shannan's tight ass.
Shannan Lerch: THAT WAS ONE TIME AND I WAS TRIPPIN' ON ACID!
With a bit of a limp yet, Brad lifts Thunder off of the mat and hits him with another european uppercut as Thunder staggers on his feet. Brad hooks him for an exploder suplex but Thunder begins to elbow Brad in the face. The hold is released as Thunder drops down on to his back and delievers a sweep kick to the right leg of Brad Kane, forcing him to fall onto the mat. Thunder gets back up as he grabs the right leg of Brad Kane, turning him over and locking in a single leg boston crab. The ref continually asks Brad if it wants to give it up. Kane keeps shaking his head no as he begins to pull himself towards the ropes. He lunges out as he grabs the bottom rope as the ref tells Thunder to release the hold. Thunder does as he then pulls Brad into the middle of the ring, turning him back over, going for a cover.
Brad kicks out as he clutches at that right leg.
Luscious Jackson: I haven't seen a white man clutch something that hard since the Presidency, which we got now! Fuck you whitey!
Zach Davis: Indeed, Obama should be a great leader.
Shannan Lerch: Not as good of President as my brother would make though.
Zach Davis: I shudder at that thought.
Thunder doesn't stop his attack as he pulls Brad Kane up to a vertical base before pasting him with a couple of forearms to the side of the head. Kane goes back into the rope as Thunder whips him. Kane limps as he bounces back as Thunder leaps for a dropkick but Kane is able to counter into a powerbomb! The crowd cheers as both men are on the mat. This doesn't last for too long as Thunder gets back up first as Brad uses the ropes to pull himself back up again. Thunder is the first to make contact with a couple of kicks to that right leg of Brad Kane, trying to render it useless forever. Brad is able to fire back with a couple of chops to the chest as Thunder holds his chest before hitting more leg kicks. Brad hits a third chop as he tries to keep on Thunder, going for a kick to his midsection but the right leg can't even do a bit of damage on Thunder.
Shannan Lerch: You weren't kiddin' Zach. That leg of Brad Kane is useless.
Luscious Jackson: I seen the dude's porn, he got three legs. Fo' sho'.
Zach Davis: You actually watched that?
Luscious Jackson: Porn is the only way I see pussy dawg.
Shannan Lerch: And even then your hand turns you down.
Luscious Jackson: But your hand never does.
Thunder kicks Brad in the stomach as Brad kneels over. Thunder grabs the head of Brad Kane before snapping him down with a thunderous DDT! The crowd boos as Thunder points to the top rope. He takes a few moments getting there as he's now perched on the top, waiting to make his move. Brad is back on his feet, trying to stay standing as Thunder leaps off the top with a crossbody. In the process, Brad rolls through it, turning it into a pinning situation!
Thunder pops a shoulder off the mat. The crowd claps as both men struggle up to their feet. Brad Kane is able to fire off another european uppercut as Thunder goes back to work, looking to dropkick the right leg of Brad Kane once more. However, Brad narrowly avoids the move as Thunder plants himself on the mat. Brad waits for Thunder to get back up, stalking him almost.
Luscious Jackson: Thunder should've gotten something off of that crossbody.
Zach Davis: He got something, he almost got pinned. It'd be a damn shame to see him drop this one after the fantastic execution of his plan.
Shannan Lerch: And it wasn't from outer space.
Once Thunder is back on his feet, Brad uses everything he has left in that right leg as he spins around, hitting the BK Backfist!!! The crowd roars as both men fall to the mat. The ref looks at the two before signaling the start of his count.
Thunder is stirring first.
Brad is on his hands and knees.
Thunder is standing up as he runs and kicks Brad right in the face. Thunder then lifts him back up off the mat as he kicks him in the stomach, lifts him into the air before dropping him down with a brainbuster! The crowd boos for the move as Thunder runs and jumps off the ropes, leaping backwards with a quebrada! He keeps the cover.
NO! Brad pops his shoulder off of the mat. Thunder shake his head as he picks Brad up by the hair before butterflying his arms, looking for a possible tiger driver. However, Brad is able to shift his weight and flip Thunder over, putting his shoulers on the mat.
Thunder releases the hold just in time to get his shoulders off the mat. The crowd is going insane as both men slowly work their way back up to their feet.
Zach Davis: This is up for anyone now. Although I think if Thunder locks in a leg submission, that might be it.
Shannan Lerch: Duh! Anyone moron knows that, right Luscious?
Luscious Jackson: What's that? I was too busy look at porn.
Shannan Lerch: Why are you still on the payroll?
Luscious Jackson: WCF needs at least one bruva on the payroll.
Both men are standing the middle of the ring as they both begin to unload with forearm strikes. Brad gets the better as he starts to headbutt Thunder. After the third headbutt, Brad busts himself open as he finishes with a european uppercut. As Thunder staggers, Brad quickly pumphandles the arm before hitting the LMSBCBK! Brad covers, hooking the leg.
Luscious Jackson: Wait WHAT?!
Shannan Lerch: What's wrong, not expecting Brad Kane to win?
The bell rings as the crowd claps for the victory by Brad Kane. He rolls off of Thunder as he slowly makes his way to his feet, still limping as his arm is raised.
Zach Davis: Well, we have our next US Champion right here.
Luscious Jackson: The three legged honkey did it!
Shannan Lerch: And now Brad Kane has won a title in three different versions of WCF now. Pretty impressive.
Zach Davis: Indeed it is. Hats off to you Mr. Kane.
Brad gets the United States Title held to him, raising it up into the air for a huge pop.
Cameras cut to the backstage area as Davey Boone is seen standing in an office signing some papers. There is a strange man standing in front of him sitting at a desk as Boone finishes up the paper work. He looks at the man confused and hands him the paper he just got done signing.
Davey “The Savior” Boone: I am sorry, but, I do not believe I know who you are.
Man: Gravedigger...and who are you?
Davey looks very confused before he smiles and answers him.
Davey “The Savior” Boone: I am Davey Boone, I'm just returning to WCF tonight.
Gravedigger: That’s right, is your brother...what’s his name? Michael, coming to the WCF?
Davey “The Savior” Boone: No, I don’t think so...but I know I have some family that is pretty interested in being here. But hey, where is Seth Lerch? I need to talk to him about a few ideas I have...
The room grows very quiet as there is a very glazed look in the eyes of Gravedigger. The shadows of the corners of the room steps two people who stand at either side of Davey Boone who looks a bit uncomfortable now.
Gravedigger: That name is forbidden to be used here and you shall not speak of it again.
Davey “The Savior” Boone: Excuse me? I don’t think that I understand what you are saying. Seth Lerch, you do know who he is, right? He is the own—
Gravedigger holds up a hand as the two men from security begin to step closer to Boone.
Gravedigger: No one has heard from Seth Lerch in over a month, myself included... Are you friends with him?
Boone looks at the two guys that are inching closer and closer to him and then back at Gravedigger with a confused look on his face.
Davey “The Savior” Boone: I am not sure what is going on here, and yes, I would say that I am good friends with Seth Lerch. I would even go as far to say that I would help him in any way that I possibly could if he needed it. Now tell me where he is so I can make a few suggestions...
Gravedigger: I suggest you not speak another word, turn around, and walk out of my office immediately.
Boone turns and looks at the guys who are both pretty much in either ear of his. He smiles a sickly smile at Gravedigger before he speaks again.
Davey “The Savior” Boone: I will find out where Seth Lerch is, and you can guarantee that!
Gravedigger raises his hand up again, but this time Boone punches the guy on his right as the other guy grabs him and wraps his arms around the throat of Boone and starts to choke him out! Boone somehow manages to push himself through the door as both men tumble to the ground in the hallway. The other guy gets up and rushes to his partner’s aid as both men start to double team and kick Davey Boone. They both grab either arm of Boone and begin to drag him down the hall and through the back exit as Gravedigger laughs sitting in his chair. All of a sudden, you hear this loud BANG and then another one as Gravedigger jumps out of his seat and rushes to the door, looking down the hallway. Both of his guys are laid out as there are two men standing at the exit, but the camera can’t seem to get a good look at them. One man speaks up and points at Gravedigger.
Unknown Man: You don’t mess with Boone like that anymore! I am not his brother.....I AM HIS STEP-BROTHER!!! Prepare for the return of the greatest hardcore champion in the WCF history, in this man to my right. And prepare for the coming of TRUTH....the WCF will never be the same again. Seth Lerch will return to his seat of power......and he will return with the aid of Davey Boone....and his ALLIANCE OF VIOLENCE!!!!
Gravedigger yells out for security as a team of guys come running down the hallway as both men standing at the exit leave. The cameraman follows the security team as they bust through both doors. The back of a black man is seen entering into the backseat of a vehicle as the tires begin to squeal and there is nobody around.
Zach Davis: Who were those two guys with Davey Boone and what in the heck is going on around here?
Luscious Jackson: You heard him Zach, he said he was the step-brother of Davey Boone. Hopefully we will find out soon enough.
The lights go out and the arena goes dead silent. Eventually, a huge hissing sound can be heard and the entryway starts filling with smoke. Lights hit the curtains. Suddenly, "Dig" by Mudvayne starts slamming the speakers and clips of Gravedigger wrestling appear on the screen. The curtains part and out walks Gravedigger with Jessie on his arm. Not far behind is Jayson Stasiak. Gravedigger has his silver-colored hair pulled back and is wearing red and white face paint in tribal patterns. He is wearing an Epitome of Hardcore t-shirt and black wrestling tights. Jessie is wearing a black dress and Jayson is wearing a suit.
The crowd starts booing like crazy and Gravedigger smiles at the crowd as he soaks in their hatred from the top of the ramp. After a minute or so, Gravedigger walks down the ramp and takes his time in doing so, absorbing the jeers from the packed house. Gravedigger walks up the ramp as Jessie lets go of his arm. He pulls up the middle rope and pushes the bottom one down with his foot as Jessie climbs up the ring steps and steps into the ring, followed by Jayson Stasiak. Gravedigger lets go of the ropes and stands there for a few seconds more, staring out at the crowd. He finally steps in between the top and middle rope, entering the ring. Gravedigger walks to each corner and perches upon the turnbuckle smirking at the crowd while talking crap.
After climbing down from the last turnbuckle, Gravedigger walks over and takes a microphone from Jayson who had grabbed one for him. "Dig" by Mudvayne slowly fades out and the lights come back on as Gravedigger lifts the mic.
Gravedigger: Creeping Death, Torture, you know that bad feeling you had in your stomach that I had something up my sleeve, that it wasn't just going to be a simple triple threat match? That the numbers game would definitely NOT be in your favor? You were right. I'm perfectly capable of defeating you both on my own, but that's not enough for me. I want to make sure there is zero chance in you beating me and I can do that since I'm the WCF owner.
I could easily just have you both disqualified and declare myself the new WCF champion. That would be easy and I wouldn't even have to break a sweat, but you know what? Knowing that I could do whatever I want at any moment and not being able to do a damn thing about it has to eat away at you. Knowing that you're being tortured by that during every second of our match gives me so much more pleasure than simply declaring myself the winner.
What do I mean by this? Guys, come out.
The curtains part and out walk Chester, Dobbie, and Mike D who stand on top of the ramp.
Gravedigger: These three are now involved in the match.
The crowd starts booing loudly. The sound is almost deafening. Gravedigger just grins real big and waits for the boos to die down.
Gravedigger: They will not be wrestling in this match, however they will be special guests in this match. Mike D, you are now the special ring enforcer for this match. You will gaurantee that all three of us are listening to the referee.
Mike D grins and flexes for the crowd in attendance who boo. Gravedigger turns to the referee.
Gravedigger: Speaking of the referee, you need to get out of my ring. You're fired! No, not sent to the back, you don't have a job anymore AT ALL.
The crowd boos as the referee protests Gravedigger's decision. Gravedigger hits the referee with a right hook and the ref goes down. Gravedigger lifts the mic again.
Gravedigger: Chester, you're now the special guest referee. You will officiate this match.
Chester also grins as the crowd boos once more.
Gravedigger: And finally, Dobbie, so that you won't feel left out, you are the special timekeeper. You will make sure we don't do whatever it is that the timekeeper does. Something like that.
Dobbie cheers loudly as the three men walk down to the ring to take their places for the match. Gravedigger tosses the mic to a ringside attendant and helps Jessie and Jayson Stasiak exit the ring. He then turns to the entrance to await his opponents.
Zach Davis: Here we go, guys.
No theatrics. No lights going out, nothing. Machine Head's cover of "Hallowed Be Thy Name" by Iron Maiden hits the PA system. With every bell toll, the lights flash brighter. When Robb Flynn comes in singing, the crowd sings along. "I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime. Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn't have much time. Because at five o'clock, they take me to the gallows pole. The sands of time, for me, are running looooow!" One minute and eight seconds in, when the guitar hits, Corey Black comes through the curtain and onto the stage, wearing the Creeping Death mask and a black wig that resembles his former hair, along with a black hoodie with the hood up. Black stops on the stage and takes in the reaction from the crowd, looking out to them from behind the mask. Corey walks down to the ring, not veering from a straight shot into the squared circle. Corey slides in under the bottom rope and gets up, throwing the devil horns as he stands, to which the crowd does back. Corey pulls his hood down and removes the wig and Creeping Death mask, once again looking out and getting a reaction. Black takes off the hoodie and drops all the items on the apron, then walks to the far corner and awaits his opponents.
Shannan Lerch: My least favorite wrestler ever, Corey Black. The last WCF World Champion.
Jamais Vu from Dredg hits the speakers, and the crowd begins to boo. Some hardcore Torture fans cheer. Fireworks go off on the stage as the lights go to black and smoke fills the top of the rampway. Torture steps out from the curtain and stands in the middle of the stage. The smoke clears 20 seconds in, and the crowd boo's even harder. The hardcore fans keep cheering. More boos than most though. Torture walks down the ramp smiling yet focused and intent on beating his opponent. He slides into the ring walks to one of the ring posts and taunts to the crowd. He throws one hand into the air, and his other hand points to his waist as if he's always wearing Championship Gold. He backs down off of the ring post and the lights slowly comeback on.
Luscious Jackson: Torture. He's so damn cool, and he's held the belt for a long damn time before.
Gravedigger, Torture and Corey Black stand face to face to face in the center of the ring. The ref asks to ring the bell. It rings slowly, and intensly. The crowd begins to erupt in anticipation. Flash bulbs are going off at about ten million a second. Words are being thrown around at each person. Torture is looking at both men and running his mouth as well. Black looking at both men as well.. the crowd begins to settle down yet still standing on their feet. Two minutes pass by before anything even happens. The crowd begins to chant W-C-F! W-C-F! W-C-F! W-C-F!
Zach Davis: Hot crowd tonight!
Just then Corey Black and Torture trade right hands.. but not on each other! They're both trading off on Gravedigger! GD is reeling back into the ropes. Torture and Black take GD and irish whip him into the ropes, upon his return, Torture and Black throw GD up in to the air and nail sit out dropkicks in mid-air right on GD's face! The crowd erupts as Torture and Black point out at the crowd because of their in-ring chemistry. Just as Black turns around, Torture gives him a stiff sidekick right to the chin.
Shannan Lerch: OOF!
The crowd goes from cheers to boos in a split second. Torture picks up Black and throws him to the outside. Chester the special Ref grabs Torture and warns him for "throwing over the top rope". Torture shrugs him off and walks towards Gravedigger. GD gets in a few gut punches before getting to his feet and hitting a snap suplex. Mike D, special enforcer walks over to Corey Black. Black gets to his feet and points at Mike. "Don't fuckin' touch me." Black rolls back into the ring.
Luscious Jackson: Profanity!
Gravedigger picks up Torture off the mat. Black comes up behind Gravedigger and hits a quick back suplex. He bends down and puts GD into a headlock. Chester shoves Torture right into Corey Black breaking the hold. The crowd boo's. Torture and Black get back up and GD hits a double clothesline on both men. Black gets to his feet first, and GD pushes him back into the turnbuckles. Hitting a few quick punches before sending him chest first into the other turnbuckles. Black falls to the mats just as Tort is getting to his feet. GD grabs Torture and throws him to the outside of the ring. GD yells to Mike D, the Enforcer. "NOW!"
Zach Davis: What's that about?
Mike picks up Tort and drops him throat-first onto the guardrail. Mike picks up Torture, and throws him head first into the turnpost. Torture bounces off the post and lands into the other guardrail. Mike talks trash to him.
Shannan Lerch: What the hell is going on here?
Luscious Jackson: I don't know, but I think it is wonderful. I love Gravedigger, the Dark Side, and my job.
Meanwhile, GD picks up Black and hits a russian legsweep in the center of the ring. He pins Black. Chester hits the mat, and very quickly counts to three! Black gets a shoulder up, and the crowd reacts. GD yells at Chester. GD picks up Black and hits a belly to belly suplex. Mike picks up Torture and rolls him into the ring. GD picks up Torture from the mat and hits a neckbreaker. GD latches on the Sharpshooter. The crowd begins to chant Corey Black! Corey Black!
Shannan Lerch: Boo that man, damnit.
Torture reaches for the ropes, and Chester stops his hand. Torture spits in Chesters face. The crowd cheers, surprisingly for Torture. Chester stands up and wipes the spit out of his face. Gravedigger releases the submission hold and stands up. He kicks Torture in the back of the head. Torture lays out holding his head. Gravedigger turns around and recieves a crossbody from Black sending both men over the top rope! They fall to the mats below.
Zach Davis: This is a HELL of a match. The hatred, the fate of WCF, the World Title.. all in the balance here.
Corey Black gets to his feet and leaps to the apron. From the apron to the middle rope, in a flash, Black hits a moonsault and lands right on Gravedigger. Mike D rushes to GD's aid! Black gets up and hits a few punches on Mike. Mike goes for a huge clothesline, Black ducks and grabs Mike from behind. He grabs Mike by the face and Black jumps to his back, upon landing, Black puts up his knees to smash them right into Mike's back. The crowd cheers. Black picks up Mike from his fetal position.
Luscious Jackson: What's he going for here?
Gravedigger uses the guardrail to get to his feet. Just as the three men on the outside of the ring stand together, Torture leaps off the top rope. Torture lands on Mike, Black and Gravedigger, sending the four men into the guardrail. Torture tries to stand to his feet and Chester bends down through the ropes and grabs Torture from inside the ring. He brings Torture to the apron and tosses him back into the ring. Chester picks up Torture and goes for some sort of powerslam move, but Torture gets out of it and lands on his feet. Chester turns around and Torture nails a backhand chop! The crowd wooo's. Torture hits another one. And a third one for good measure.
Shannan Lerch: Whooo!
Torture throws Chester against the ropes. Black notices and trips Chester. Torture, on the other side of the ring, goes to the outside. Black grabs Gravedigger and rips him apart with a spinning lariat. Torture underneath the ring and grabs a steel chair. Torture walks over to Black and nails a chairshot right over the back of Corey.
Zach Davis: Can he do that?
Chester gets up as Torture lifts the chair up above his head. Chester takes the chair from Torture and tosses it aside in the ring. Torture turns his focus to inside the ring just as Gravedigger kicks Torture in the kidneys. Torture hits his knees. GD picks up Torture and yells at Mike to get a table out.
Luscious Jackson: They want tables.
Mike slides a table out from under the ring. GD takes the table and sets it up in the corner, then dodges a running Corey Black! Corey runs up the table and moonsaults over GD, landing on Torture and taking him down! Corey pops up and eats a flying chair to the face, thanks to Gravedigger.
Shannan Lerch: Damn.
GD picks Torture up, and into the Embalmer. GD runs at the table and sends Torture crashing through it head first! GD pulls Tort out of the rubble and goes for a pin!
TORT KICKS OUT!
Zach Davis: Nearfall!
The crowd doesn't know what to think. GD doesn't know what to think. Chester doesn't know what to think. GD REALLY doesn't know what to think, because Corey takes his head right off with a shining wizard! The pin!
Luscious Jackson: ...Kinda a nearfall, I guess!
Corey Black is pissed. He looks over at Chester, who smiles at him.
Black hits a standing Shooting Star into Torture and lands in a pin, Chester makes the count!
Shannan Lerch: Well, I'm glad Corey didn't win.
Corey gets it. Gravedigger is back up and delivers a boot to the stomach, followed by a chokeslam, stacking Black on top of Torture! He places a boot on them, "pinning" them.
Zach Davis: Oh for the love of... is Gravedigger going to win the World Title like this?
Chester smiles and counts fast.
Chester's hand doesn't come down for the three count. Gravedigger looks over to where he was...
Luscious Jackson: Chester's gone! He's been pulled out of the ring by-
Shannan Lerch: RICK MAD!
Rick kicks Chester in the guy and hits a Mad DDT! Mike D quickly runs over to him, but Rick ducks a Clothesline attempt and hits him with a Mad DDT as well! Finally, Dobbie enters the fray, abandoning his timekeeper duties. Rick ducks another Clothesline attempt from him, and hits Dobbie with a big German Suplex!
Zach Davis: What the hell is he doing here!?
Luscious Jackson: He DID say he had something else to take care of tonight!
Rick slides into the ring and Gravedigger slides out, collecting himself. Corey Black is to his feet now, Rick smiles and nods to him.
Shannan Lerch: Corey Black, as Creeping Death, and Rick Mad, are former Tag Team Champions.
Black clearly is confused as to Rick's presence, and asks him what's going on. But from behind Torture hits Black with a low blow! Black stumbles forward and-
Zach Davis: RICK MAD HITS HIM WITH A MAD DDT!
Luscious Jackson: What the hell!?
Rick Mad looks down at Corey Black and talks trash. He then looks up and Torture, smiles, and extends his hand. Torture shakes it.
Shannan Lerch: Is that was this was all really about?! Rick Mad and Torture are working together?!
Gravedigger rolls back into the ring as Mad slides out. Mad grabs Chester and puts him into the Fireman's Carry, taking him out of the arena. Torture is looking at Black, giving Gravedigger the opportunity to tackle him from behind, knocking him down! Gravedigger then throws several punches Torture's way. Gravedigger then stands up, looking around, surveying the carnage.
Zach Davis: Chester has been taken out by Rick Mad, Mike D and Dobbie seem to be out as well, and Black is just getting up now.
Black hits Gravedigger with a few shots, sending him to the ropes. He then throws GD to the ropes and hits a big Dropkick, sending him down. Black takes the advantage and jumps to the top rope!
Luscious Jackson: Going high risk here!
Black waits for Gravedigger to stand, then jumps off.. but Gravedigger catches him, and lifts him up onto his shoulders.
Shannan Lerch: Death Driver!!
Gravedigger then turns towards Torture, who has just gotten to his feet, and hits him with a huge Big Boot. Gravedigger, now, climbs to the top rope...
Zach Davis: This could be it.
Gravedigger signals for the Death From Above-
Luscious Jackson: AND SETH LERCH COMES FROM NOWHERE AND HITS HIM IN THE BACK WITH A CHAIR!
Gravedigger drops down on the turnbuckle and the crowd pops huge! Seth quickly jumps into the ring, aims at Gravedigger with his chair, and BAM! Seth swings for the fences, hitting a SICK chair shot!
Shannan Lerch: What is my brother doing here!? I haven't heard from him since he got kicked out of the company!
Zach Davis: I have no idea, Shannan. I have no idea.
Luscious Jackson: I do! He's getting revenge, you dumbasses!
Seth then slides out of the ring and runs through the crowd. Torture is up, he grabs Gravedigger off the turnbuckle on his shoulders and hits the FINISHING TOUCH! He pins, just as a new ref slides into the ring!
Shannan Lerch: TORTURE HAS DONE IT.
The bell rings and the new ref hands Torture the WCF World Title. Torture looks at it, a smile coming across his face.
Zach Davis: This has been a crazy night, but finally, we have a World Champion. By hook or by crook, or both, Torture has done it.
Torture stands up and raises his arms in the air, World Title in one of them. He then orders the ref to put it around his waist, which the ref obediently does. Meanwhile, Corey Black is just noticing what has happened, and rolls out of the ring. Gravedigger is starting to come to, but hasn't yet comprehended what has happend.
Luscious Jackson: The new reign of Torture has begun. And he wants to change things.
Torture slides out of the ring, holding the World Title close. He heads to the back quickly, ignoring the fans, just wanting to get to the safety of the backstage area.
Shannan Lerch: Well fans-
Gravedigger has just gotten to his feet, and manages to grab a mic from ringside.
Gravedigger: SETH LERCH YOU SON OF A BITCH!! How dare you walk into MY COMPANY and cost me my chance at wearing that belt one more time. You will pay for this, all of WCF will pay for this! The past few weeks I had simply been torturing you and the rest of WCF by making everything as slow and painful as possible! NO MORE! Now I am on a mission to kill this poor excuse of a company as quickly as possible! Do not worry, I will make this as quick and painless as possible. Before I'm through here, WCF will burn, WCF will be no more, WCF....WILL...DIE!!!
He drops the mic and spits on the ring, and the crowd boos. Exhausted, he leaves the ring and heads to the back.
Zach Davis: Well fans... this has been Rebirth. We'll see you next week at Slam... and what an interesting Slam this will be.
The copyright information shows as we fade to black.
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