Post by Jayson Price on Oct 13, 2017 17:59:15 GMT -5
XIII Intro"Am I Savage" by Metallica hits the arena speakers as XIII: Night One is live from the Auditorio Fausto Gutierrez Moreno in Tijuana, Mexico! The small arena is packed to the absolute maximum with 4,500 screaming WCF fans that waited in line for days for the extremely limited seating. The cameras switch to the announce table where we see tonight's host, Jayson Price, pulling double duty as he is also at the announce table with one time WCF announcer Lucious Jackson at his side.
Jayson Price: Welcome to XIII live from Tijuana!
Lucious Jackson: Only your drunk ass would book such a major show in such a little building in some shithole like Tijuana.
Jayson Price: Quiet Lucious, don't forget that you're only working again because I called you up. We've got a damn good show for you tonight and I'm not about to waste time talking on and on. So let's get this fucking party started!
The cameras cut backstage where Corey Black is watching a monitor to see how badly is going to mess this night up, when a member of the WCF road crew walks up to him. Corey looks up.
Corey Black: What’s up?
The man fidgets nervously as he responds.
Road Crew: Um, sir, t-there’s an issue with the main event tonight.
Corey Black shoots a look of annoyance at the man.
Corey Black: Well, spit it out! What’s the issue?
Road Crew: Uhhhh, Gravedigger isn’t going to be here.
Corey Black: What the hell do you mean? We’re the main event tonight! Why isn’t Gravedigger going to be here!?
Road Crew: Apparently, he’s dealing with MS-13 business while here in Tijuana. He said he’ll be there for the after party tonight but to tell you he’s sorry he won’t make it. I think he was being sarcastic about the sorry part to be honest.
Corey Black rolls his eyes and has a pissed off look on his face.
Corey Black: Fine, I’ll go find him and drag his ass out here. This match is happening one way or another!
Corey Black storms off camera as the scene fades out.
No Disqualifications MatchThe arena lights cut as the crowd explodes in perfunctory cheers for the opening match of the show; doubled in excitement for the return of the king. Mile Zero explodes through the tinny, somewhat low budget PA system as from the curtain with little fanfare comes Joey fucking Flash.
Joey Flash versus David Sanchez
Joey Flash versus David Sanchez
Jayson Price: This is how great my booking genius is, I manage to get Flash’s first match in half a year. Suck it, Lerch.
Lucious Jackson: This is going to be incredible.
Flash bathes in the adulation of his return for a moment before striding to the ring and hopping on the apron. He looks around the arena and a grin crosses his face before stepping through the ropes and plucking the microphone from Andres Cantor.
Crowd: JO-JO, JO-JO, JO-JO.
Lucious Jackson: Well, this is bizarre.
The crowd’s chanting is halted by an orchestral silence move from Joey as he begins to speak.
Joey Flash: Hello.
Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!
Joey Flash: No bullshit. Dave - get out here and prepare to get your shit pushed in.
Flash sags back against the ropes and we wait for a few seconds, then a few more.
Jayson Price: What the fuck is going on? Where is Sanchez? That Dominican better not have been stopped at the border!
Joey raises the microphone to his mouth with a sly grin, turning to the time keeper.
Joey Flash: Ring the bell.
The timekeeper looks hesitantly at Price.
Joey Flash: Don’t look at him. Look at me. Ring the fucking bell.
Flash turns to the official for the contest.
Joey Flash: You. Do you see my opponent in the ring?
The referee shakes his head, bemused.
Joey Flash: So why aren’t you counting him out?
Lucious Jackson: What is going on here?!
Jayson Price: I PAID A MILLION DOLLARS TO WATCH HIM JUST FUCKING STAND THERE?
Lucious Jackson: ‘Suck it, Price’.
The referee begins his count.
Joey Flash: 1-0, David.
Joey steps toward the referee and demands his hand to be raised.
Joey Flash: If you ever want to actually fight? I’m here. I’m always here.
The ring announcer has scrambled to find a second microphone.
Andres Cantor: The winner by way of count out...JOEEEEEEEY FLAAAAAAAASH!
Joey Flash: See you tomorrow, Corey. Bodybags on deck. You are fucking finished.
SCAFFOLD MATCHAndres Castro: Damas y caballeros, this contest is scheduled for uno fall…
SUPER STACHE BROS versus BERNARD CORE AND DEAN WOLF
SUPER STACHE BROS versus BERNARD CORE AND DEAN WOLF
Crowd: ¡Uno fall!
Andres Castro: ...and it is a Scaffold Match!
The crowd cheers.
Andres Castro: In this contest, a team can only win when they knock both of their opponents off of the scaffold and to the ring below.
The camera gets a shot of the scaffold, a 15 foot high structure supported by two climbing towers on both ends. At the top is a wooden board where the combatants will meet and engage in battle.
Jayson Price: The scaffold match is one of the most dangerous matches in professional wrestling. Bodies could be broken. Careers could be ended. Lives could be changed for the worse. But this is XIII, THE most dangerous night in professional wrestling history.
“Wing Fortress Zone” by Masato Nakamura plays over the loudspeakers. Out from behind the plain black curtain step Dean Wolf and the self-proclaimed educational leader, Bernard Core. Core holds his nose and looks at Wolf with a disgusted face, who nods at Core in agreement.
Andres Castro: Introducing first, from Albany, New York, weighing in at a total combined weight of 445 pounds, Dean Wolf and Headmaster Bernard Core, The Core Institute!
Core cautiously walks down the middle of the aisle, trying to avoid being touched by the Mexican fans. Wolf swats away any hands that try and touch he or his partner.
Jayson Price: This feud between The Core Institute and The Super Stache Brothers began with a fight on Twitter that ended when Dean Wolf laid out a challenge and promised to “reform” Biff and Buff.
Luscious Jackson: Dean Wolf and Bernard Core are all about rigid structure, something the Stache Brothers definitely did not grow up with despite growing up to become UCI Tag Team Champions.
The Core Institute approach the scaffold and shake it to check its stability. Wolf nods in approval. Core grabs a microphone from a ring attendant and begins to climb the structure. Wolf follows behind him. Once they make it to the top, the music stops.
Jayson Price: Let’s hear what the Headmaster has to say.
Bernard Core slowly lifts the microphone to his face.
Bernard Core: Since you people come into MY country and refuse to learn OUR language, I’m not going to speak to you in YOUR language.
The crowd boos.
Bernard Core: For too long now, you people have been sending your finest citizens, the drug dealers, into our country, where they infiltrate our schools and sell their narcotics to our nation’s use.
The crowd boos.
Bernard Core: For too long now, you people have been crossing the border that separates our two countries and sending your children to school on the taxpayers’ dime.
Bernard Core: For too long now, you people have been coming into our country and poisoning our American culture with songs like “Despacito.”
The crowd boos.
Luscious Jackson: Hey, I like that song!
Bernard Core: There was a time in this world where immigrants came into this country- LEGALLY, I might add- and assimilated so American culture. They learned English. They didn’t go around speaking their alien languages expecting everybody to accommodate them by having signs written in their home language.. They worked 16 hours dies in dark, smoke filled factories. They didn’t get free benefits from the government. They raised their children to be Americans. Good, hard working, obedient, loyal American citizens! They didn’t allow their children to get a free education and act like juvenile delinquents. They pushed their children to have better lives than they did. Today, you people bring your little “dreamers” into our country and allow them to run roughshod over our land, never encouraging them to respect the land that took them in without punishment.
He pauses and looks at Wolf, who nods his head in agreement.
Bernard Core: You know why they call the children of illegal immigrants “dreamers?” It’s because they must be “dreaming” if they think that after March, President Donald J. Trump will allow them to stay inside of our country!
The crowd boos.
Bernard Core: Once that time comes, we are going to flood your country with YOUR people. YOU are going to have to be responsible for them again. YOU are going to have to take care of them again. THEY are going to be YOUR problem once and for all! And then President Trump will finally build his long awaited wall and keep you “cucarachas” out of our country FOREVER!
The crowd is now boiling with nuclear heat.
Bernard Core: But not before we throw those two disgusting, dimwitted dolts known as the Super Stache Brothers off of this scaffold and leave them laid up in one of your hospitals, where I’m sure they’ll get the finest medical care that Mexico has to offer. And if America is lucky, the doctors will stick Biff and Buff with used needles and give them both Hepatitis C, and then when they both try to come back across the border, the U.S. Border Patrol will deny them re-entry into the country and they’ll have to stay in this rotten rat infested cesspool where they belong!
There’s more heat in the Auditorio Fausto Gutierrez Moreno than a chili pepper.
Bernard Core throws the microphone back down to the ring attendant. Both he and Dean Wolf walk to their side of the scaffold and wait for their opponents.
Jayson Price: Wow. He made Donald Trump look like Martin Luther King.
“A.D.I.D.A.S.” plays. Due to Core’s venomous opening remarks, the Super Stache Brothers are immediately over and getting a pop like Steve Austin returning from a neck injury.
Jayson Price: My God, listen to this place!
Biff and Buff Mustache walk out to the mega reaction.
Luscious Jackson: Yeah, but...um...what they’re wearing…
The brothers are wearing ponchos over their banana hammocks and sombreros on their heads. And of course, they have groomed their mustaches extra long for tonight and bushy.
Luscious Jackson: I think they’re both trying to look like that guy from the South of the Border signs.
Jayson Price: Or Pancho Villa. Or the Frito Bandito.
Luscious Jackson: That’s a dated reference.
Andres Castro: And they’re opponents, from Mustache Manor, weighing in at a total combined weight of 480 pounds, Biff and Buff, the Super Stache Brothers!
The brothers pose at the top of the aisle. They pull maracas out of their banana hammocks and start to shake them as they strut down the aisle.
Luscious Jackson: Bernard Core’s comments were so offensive that the fans don’t even mind that the Stache Brothers are appropriating their culture!
Jayson Price: I’ll give this to them: even though are about to enter a highly dangerous match, they aren’t letting it show!
The brothers take off their costumes and throw their sombreros into the crowd. They shake the scaffold before climbing all the way up. They reach the top and get their game faces on, staring straight at The Core Institute.
The music ends.
Crowd: ¡Hermanos del bigote! ¡Hermanos del bigote! ¡Hermanos del bigote! ¡Hermanos del bigote!
Jayson Price: This crowd is solidly behind the Stache Brothers. They never got a reaction like this in the States.
Luscious Jackson: They’ve also never faced The Core Institute.
The bell rings.
Jayson Price: Here we go!
Biff and Buff begin to inch towards the other side of the scaffold, cautiously making each step as they try to balance themselves on the wooden board beneath their feet. Wolf moves a few feet ahead, standing in a defensive position as he protects his headmaster, Bernard Core, who hangs back.
Jayson Price: Look at Core standing back. Real brave guy he is. I hope Wolf can protect him when they try to leave the arena tonight, too.
When Biff gets close enough, Wolf takes a swing at Biff, who avoids the shot and shoots for Wolf’s legs. Wolf backs up and shoves Biff’s head to the ground, locking him in a front face lock. Buff tries to take advantage and moves towards Core. Wolf releases Biff and grabs on to Buff’s leg. Buff takes a few shots at Wolf’s head but Wolf won’t let go of his grip. Biff gets to his feet and kicks Wolf in the shoulder. Wolf lets go of Buff. Buff goes for Core again, but Wolf grabs the back of his tights with his right hand. Biff goes to hit Wolf with an axe handle, but Wolf rakes his eyes with his left hand before he can make contact. With Biff temporarily blinded, Wolf pulls Buff in and throws him with a release German suplex right into Biff. Both brothers fall to the hard wooden floor. Biff almost falls off of the scaffold but Biff grabs on to him and prevents him from rolling off.
Luscious Jackson: That was close!
With the brothers neutralized, Bernard Core finally comes out of his side of the scaffold and goes on the attack, stomping away on Biff while Wolf chokes the life out of Buff and slams his head on the board.
Jayson Price: And Wolf is viciously attacking Biff.
Luscious Jackson: I hear that’s how he handle the students at The Core Institute.
Jayson Price: God forbid.
Core tries to push Biff off of the scaffold, but Biff twists his upper body away from the edge to prevent Core from eliminating him.
Jayson Price: Biff holding on!
Buff, with Wolf’s sadistic hands still wrapped around his throat, manages to get a thumb in the eye of the dean of discipline. Wolf releases his cobra like clutch on the older Stache bro and falls onto his back. Buff recovers from the attack by trying to catch his breath. Once he has his breath under control, he starts to make it to his feet. Core looks behind him and sees Buff’s revitalization. Immediately, he stops his attack on Biff and gingerly makes his way back to his side, Buff stalking him only by a few feet.
Jayson Price: And just like that, Core retreats at the first sign of trouble.
Core backs away until he can’t back away any more. He leans his back up against the guardrail and kicks at Buff, who’s careful to avoid Core’s boot. Core shouts Wolf’s name in distress.
Luscious Jackson: Core’s in a bad way here. If Wolf doesn’t save him soon, he could be the first one crashing down to the mat.
Wolf begins making his way back up to his feet, but Biff grabs his right foot, trying to pull him away from Buff. Biff manages to pull him a few feet, but Wolf turns around onto his butt and delivers a stiff boot to the side of Biff’s face.
Jayson Price: What a shot!
Biff falls back down, releasing Wolf in the process. Wolf gets to his feet and stumbles towards Buff, who’s still trying to get at Core.
Luscious Jackson: Look out, Buff!
Wolf locks in a sleeper hold on Buff and begins pulling him away from Core.
Jayson Price: And Core saved again!
Buff begins to fade, but before he’s totally incapacitated, Biff comes from behind Wolf and locks HIM in a sleeper hold.
Jayson Price: Double sleeper hold!
With Wolf’s grip become looser, Buff starts to come back to life. He stands more upright and delivers a tough elbow shot to Wolf’s side. Wolf hollers out in pain and lets go of Buff. Buff turns and grabs Wolf’s legs while he’s still locked in the sleeper.They start swinging the Dean back and forth, preparing to toss him over the side of the scaffold.
Luscious Jackson: Look out below!
Biff yells for Buff to look behind him, but before Buff can heed his brother’s warning, Bernard Core drops down to one knee and gives Buff a low blow.
Luscious Jackson: For a Mustache, getting hit in the groin is worse than getting AIDS.
The pain is so intense that Buff collapses to the ground. Core starts stomping on Buff, which causes him to roll towards the edge of the scaffold.
Jayson Price: Oh no!
Core gives Buff one more huge stomp before his lower body begins to hang over the edge.
Jayson Price: Buff trying to hang on!
Biff lets go of Wolf, falls to his knees, and reaches for Buff. They grab each other’s hands, but Core kicks their hands apart, causing Biff to hang by the edge of the scaffold with one hand. He swings his body a few times until he has enough momentum to swing and grab onto the bars under the board. He hangs there like a kid swinging from the monkey bars.
Luscious Jackson: How long can his upper body strength last?
Meanwhile, Biff gets to his feet. The tables have turned and now he is the one being stalked by his two opponents. While he’s being back into his side of the scaffold, he looks towards the backstage area and makes a motion with his hand as if he’s trying to tell someone to come out from behind the curtain.
Jayson Price: What’s he motioning for?
Biff realizes that he must pay attention to the opponents across from him who want to turn him into Martin Sheen’s character from The Departed, who met his demise by being thrown off the top of an apartment building. He psyches himself up and musters up the courage to run at his opponents. Unfortunately, he’s caught by Wolf, who grabs him and drives him face first into the board with a Hall Sweep Reverse STO.
Luscious Jackson: Oooo!
Jayson Price: A Hall Sweep made even more destructive by that wooden board lying across the scaffold!
The Core Institute mercilessly stomps on Biff. Buff tries to climb across the bars in order to make it back towards the side of the structure and climb up to assist his brother, but his muscles are giving out on him, making it harder and harder to hang on to the bars, let alone climb. But suddenly, Biff and Buff’s guardian angels appear.
Jayson Price: What a minute! Look who it is!
Luscious Jackson: The reinforcements have arrived!
Jayson Price: And look what they’ve brought with them!
Mama Mustache, her brother Ulysses Nabrow, and her husband, Papa Stache walk down the aisle carrying a huge trampoline. Wolf and Core stop their relentless assault on Biff to observe what’s happening in the ring below. Mama, Ulysses, and Papa center the trampoline in the ring. The Core Institute are having a temper tantrum, yelling at the Mustache Family down below. Mama Mustache looks up at the two school administrators, raises her hand, and lifts a good ol’ middle finger. Core is appalled while Wolf loses his mind, cursing and screaming at the old hag while stomping on the board.
Jayson Price: The Core Institute are incensed!
Mama looks at Buff and makes a motion with her arms for him to fall. Buff hesitates, not sure if the trampoline will catch him. He closes his eyes and scrunches his face, hoping that he won’t break through the trampoline and go “splat” on the mat below. He lets go and takes a flat back bump onto the trampoline. As soon as his body hits the trampoline, he immediately shoots back up into the air and lands feet first on the wooden board at the top of the scaffold.
Jayson Price: Whoa!
Luscious Jackson: Amazing!
The Mustaches in the ring celebrate. Ulysses and Mama hug each other and start making out while Papa does his usual posedown like it’s ‘89 and he just beat the Crotcho Man for the World Title.
Luscious Jackson: Um…
Jayson Price: Don’t ask. Just don’t ask. The less you know, the better.
The crowd goes crazy as Core and Wolf stare at Buff stunned, amazed at the feat and the sudden turn of events. They both walk quickly towards Buff, but he grabs both of them at the same time and hits a double flapjack on to the board.
Jayson Price: Such strength by Buff!
Wolf turns onto his back. The overhead camera picks up a shot at Wolf’s face. His head has been busted open by the contact it made with the wood. Meanwhile, Core holds his mouth in pain. Buff gets up and shakes off the pain. He roars, psyching himself and the fans up. He’s got a wide eyed, wild look on his face. He grabs Wolf’s leg and locks in the Buff’s Stuff Figure Four Leg Lock. Wolf screams out in pain, rolling from side to side on his back trying to break free from the vice like grip of Buff’s legs. Buff moves back and forth, pulling on Wolf’s foot the entire time to add more pressure. Core, meanwhile, takes advantage of the situation and crawls towards his side of the scaffold. He makes it and begins to climb down the scaffold.
Jayson Price: Now where is he going?!
Buff finally notices Core’s escape and releases the hold. Wolf immediately grabs his ankle. He doesn’t comfort himself for long though as he grabs a hold of Buff’s leg to prevent him from going further. Buff falls forward but breaks his fall with his hands. He tries to pull away but Wolf’s devotion to Core causes him to hold Buff as tight as he can. Buff looks back and yells to Biff, who shakes the cobwebs from his head but still doesn’t have the wherewithal to get up and help his brother.
Jayson Price: He’s still feeling the effects of that Hall Sweep!
Meanwhile, Core climbs down to the monkey bars and tries to climb his way to the other side of the scaffold. While she’s still making out with her brother, Mama eyes Core and pushes Ulysses away. She looks around the ring trying to come up with a plan to stop the headmaster. Quickly, she order Ulysses to get the trampoline out of the ring. While Ulysses follows through on his sister’s order, Mama slaps Papa in the back of the head to get him to stop his posing and come back to the present day. She motions with her thumb for Papa to lift her up. He lifts her up onto his shoulders. She order him to walk towards the center of the ring, where Core is hovering above. When Mama is within reach, she latches on to Core’s foot and tries to pull him down.
Jayson Price: She’s trying to jerk him off!
Luscious Jackson: The scaffold.
Back on the top of the scaffold, Wolf still has Buff grounded. He gets to his feet, pulls Buff in, and double chickenwings Buff’s arms.
Jayson Price: He’s going to go for Suspension!
He’s about to lift Buff up, but out of nowhere, Biff hits Wolf in the back of the head with a double axe handle. The crowd cheers Biff’s heroics.
Jayson Price: Biff to the rescue!
Buff now turns Wolf around and locks in a double chickenwing of his own. Biff backs up and few feet and then charges with a Bicycle Kick, but Wolf ducks at the last second and Buff eats Wolf’s boot. Biff holds his head, realizing the mistake he just made. He turns around but is snatched up swiftly by Wolf, who gives Biff an Alabama Slam, dropping him right on top of Buff.
Luscious Jackson: He should have dropped Biff on the exposed wood! That wasn’t wise by the Dean.
Wolf laughs at the brothers pained on the ground but looks over the side and sees Mama Mustache trying to pull Core down to the mat. Wolf’s face goes from devious to alarmed and quickly climbs down to save his boss. He wastes no time in climbing to the center of the structure, where Core is struggling to stay up in the air. Wolf lifts his legs up, bringing his knees up to his chest. Once he can bend no more, he shoots his legs forward like a pinball being shot from a spring launcher and kicks Mama right in her face, causing her to moonsault backwards off of Papa’s shoulders, landing right on her busted face.
Jayson Price: Oh my God! She’s a 60 year old woman!
Ulysses immediately tends to her, flipping her on to her back and trying to give her mouth to mouth.
Luscious Jackson: She’s breathing, bro. She doesn’t need mouth to mouth.
Jayson Price: I don’t think he’s doing that to give her air.
Core and Wolf laugh at the Dean’s handiwork and then try to climb back towards opposite sides of the scaffold. They both reach the end of the monkey bars, but before they can climb back up the scaffold, Core is met by Biff and Wolf is met by Buff. The looks on the brothers’ faces tell the whole story.
Jayson Price: No one hurts their Mama. NO ONE!
Core and Wolf begin to climb back towards the center of the monkey bars and the Stache Bros give chase, climbing after them. When Core and Wolf meet in the middle and realize they can go forward no longer, they turn back around, realizing they’re trapped.
Jayson Price: The Core Institute have nowhere to go!
The brothers stare look over at each other, nod, and then look back at their opponents.
Biff and Buff: SHOCKDICKS ACTIVATE!
Luscious Jackson: Did they just say “Shockdicks?”
Suddenly, the crotch in Biff and Buff’s banana hammocks bust open and out pop their Shockdicks, which are shock sticks attached to the ends of their penises. The Core Institute have no idea what to make of this and just stare in bewilderment. Biff and Buff swing back and forth. Wolf and Core try desperately to get their legs up but they don’t have enough room to lift. Finally, when the Stache Bros have enough momentum, they swing their pelvises forward and zap the two members of the Core Institute. The sound of electricity flowing can be heard throughout the arena.
Jayson Price: My God!
Core and Wolf immediately let go of the monkey bars and crash down to the mat, convulsing upon landing, the after effects of electricity causing them to flop around like fish out of water. The referee calls for the bell and the crowd goes nuts.
Andres Castor: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this contest, the Super Stache Brothers!
“A.D.I.D.A.S.” plays while Biff and Buff climb back towards the side of the scaffold. They make it back to the ring and go right to their mother, who’s sitting up on the mat. She motions for the brothers to get her to her feet. She walks to the corner of the ring and yells to Andres Castor.
Mama Mustache: Gimme a fuckin’ mic!
Mama Mustache: Cut awff the fuckin’ music!
The music stops. Mama points towards Core.
Mama Mustache: Now this edumacational mothafucka had some choice words to say about my gawd damn family this past Sunday awn Slam. He called my sons retawded. He said that we were awll infected with syphilis. Well you know what? If this gawd damn cawcksucka wants to know exactly what I got goin’ on down in my netheregions, I ain’t got no problem showin’ him right now! Ulysses, Ernesto, hold this cawcksucka down! He’s about to eat my gawd damn snatch!
Luscious Jackson: Oh good lord!
The crowd goes nuts at the thought of Core being totally stripped of his dignity. Papa Stache holds down Core’s arms while Ulysses grabs his legs. Core tries to shake himself free, but it’s no use. He’s totally prone. Meanwhile, Buff chickenwings Wolf’s arms while Biff holds his face in place, forcing him to watch the spectacle that’s about to take place.
Jayson Price: I know Core is a son of a bitch, but I don’t know if ANYONE deserves this!
Mama stands over Core’s face. She looks around the arena at the 4,500 fans.
Crowd: ¡Si! ¡Si! ¡Si! ¡Si!
Mama puts her hands behind her head and swivels her pelvis a few times before jumping up and sitting on Core’s face, her dirty, disgusting, diseased, rusty old vagina making a direct hit with the center of his face. His body convulses as she shakes from side to side, rubbing her moldy muff burger all over his face. Wolf tries to break free to save Core but to no avail.
Jayson Price: If your kids are watching, avert their eyes!
Luscious Jackson: Forget the kids, I’m going to avert MY eyes!
She mercilessly gets up. Core turns over, hacking, coughing, and dry heaving. The brothers release Wolf, who wastes no time in pulling the Headmaster out of the ring. He starts to walk him up the aisle, but Core has to stop. Core keels over and vomits right there in the middle of the aisle.
Jayson Price: Clean-up on aisle four!
He falls to his knees, but Wolf picks him up over his shoulder and carries him to the back. Before he goes through the curtain, he looks back at the Mustache Family and points.
Wolf: This isn’t over! We’ll see you at The Sixth Dimension, Biff! This isn’t over by a long shot! Get that camera out of my face!
He swats the camera away.
Jayson Price: Let’s see if Bernard Core can even make it to the Sixth Dimension, which, of course, will be airing on the WCF Network! If we see action like this, The Sixth Dimension will be appointment viewing for sure!
Back in the ring, Biff and Buff lift Mama back on their shoulders and parade her around the ring while their theme music begins to play again. Ulysses does the NWO pointing pose while Papa Stache goes back to his classic 80s flexing.
Luscious Jackson: That’s what family is all about...well, except for the incest.
They all leave the ring, walking back up the aisle. When they reach the top, they turn around to face the fans and hold each other’s arms in the air before they go back through the curtain.
ANDRE HOLMES HOSTSThe lights begin to slowly go off, section by section, until the arena is completely black. "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains blares over the PA system as the lights on the stage begin to slowly flash on and off. Mikey eXtreme steps out onto the stage with his arms held out and his head titled back as he looks to the ceiling. Vidalia and Freakshow flank him as they make their way ringside.
THE AGE OF ULTRON MATCH
ANDRE HOLMES VS WILLIAM THE BEHEMOTH VS LUKE FORCE VS MIKEY EXTREME
THE AGE OF ULTRON MATCH
ANDRE HOLMES VS WILLIAM THE BEHEMOTH VS LUKE FORCE VS MIKEY EXTREME
Kyle Steel: Making his way down to the ring being accompanied by Vidalia and Freakshow, hailing from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 225 lbs, Mikey eXtreme!
Mikey ignores the fans trying to reach out to touch him. He throws the kendo stick into the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, crawling to the corner where he sits laughing and rocking back and forth. Freakshow circles the ring, staring at the crowd as Vidalia whispers some kind of plan into Mikey's ear.
Jayson Price: All right, an Age Of Ultron Match. Can't wait to see how this goes!
"Spit Out the Bone" by Metallica hits the PA and a very confused Mikey eXtreme gets to his feet.
Jayson Price: What the fuck?! He's not in this match...he's not even in this country!
The small video screen set up flashes to life as we get a shot of Corey Black in the back of a vehicle as he's on his way to find Gravedigger.
Corey Black: Price! You god damn moron, why am I getting calls that you've got people not showing up? I have to deal with Gravedigger being missing, then Sanchez no shows on Flash and now I'm hearing you only have 1 of the 4 men for this match there?
Jayson Price: Uh...wait what?
Corey Black: Oh what, you just found out? Damn it, this is the last time I let you run anything for me. Mikey? You there? Good, I'm making an executive call and saying congratulations, you win by forfeit! And Price...you suck.
The feed goes black as a confused Mikey has his arm raised by the referee, as he's won this match by way of everyone else forfeiting according to Corey Black.
Jayson Price: I need a fucking drink.
IRON GAUNTLET ON A POLE
KEVIN BISHOP VS OBLIVION
KEVIN BISHOP VS OBLIVION
XIII comes back from a quick promo for Jayson Price Brand Whiskey, the only whiskey that's guaranteed to make you not look like a bitch, with a shot of a pole being erected in the corner of the ring.
Lucious Jackson: When the hell did you get your own whiskey?
Jayson Price: A lot of things have happened since we last saw you in WCF, Lucious. And I'm sure many, many more will happen before someone makes the mistake of bringing you back on TV again.
Lucious Jackson: Oh, I get- Hey! What the fuck you mean by that?
Jayson Price: Shh, I think the match is about to start.
"Event Horizon" by Stitched Up Heart officially begins as the drums start picking up along the song. A single spotlight emerges center stage exposing Kevin Bishop's back to the crowd, the design of his jacket the only thing seen by the audience's eyes. With the hoodie over his head, he slowly turns around to look at the disloyal fools booing him, slandering his name in their sheer ignorance. The chorus of the song begins which he expands his arms out to the side as the fans continue their jeers as he removes the hoodie from on top of his head then marches down the entrance path assuming that glorious posture in his walk. Ignoring the fans' arms as they stretch out in a futile attempt to touch the King, Kevin Bishop looks at the UCI World Heavyweight Championship around his waist.
Lucious Jackson: And look what we got here, da UCI-
Jayson Price: No! We shall only refer to them as UTI on this show damn it.
Lucious Jackson: I thought you had a good relationship with dem UCI folk?
Jayson Price: I do, but I can't resist a chance to make fun of them assholes on television.
Lucious Jackson: Oh I got you, homie. So we got the UTI World Chumpion-
Jayson Price: Terrible wordplay but I'll allow it.
Lucious Jackson: Kevin Bishop here tonight. What's your thoughts on this cracka'?
Jayson Price: He's a good dude, solid in the ring. We had a nice run as part of The Three Kings in the Trios Tournament and he certainly held his own.
Lucious Jackson: Looks like a dumb cracka to me but I'll take your word for it I guess.
Andres Cantor: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL and it is an IRON GAUNTLET ON A POLE MATCH! Introducing first, from New York City, New York, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is THE KING OF THE BROTHERHOOD...THE UCI WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION....KEEEEEEEEEVIN BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISHOP!
He takes a few moments to walk around the ring, eyeing down the crazy booing fans behind the barricades. When he climbs up the steel steps, he also takes his place on the middle turnbuckle outside of the ropes. Kevin Bishop removes the UCI World Heavyweight Championship from around his waist and raises it above his head, both hands on each strap. The lights instantly come back to life, lighting every detail of the interior of the stadium. Kevin drops over the top rope down into his corner, hanging the belt on the top rope as he removes his hoodie then tosses it at ringside.
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around the tightly packed Auditorio Fausto Gutierrez Moreno. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and the crowd is cheering. "Walk on Water" by 30 Seconds to Mars begins to play. The blaring guitar begins to play. The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing along with the music as Oblivion walks out from the back with a dead stare on his face.The music continues the blare out and rattle the arena. Oblivion slowly begins to walk down to the edge of the entrance stage, bringing in the cheers, of the crowd...
Lucious Jackson: What da hell is dat shit Oblivion is dragging with him?1
Jayson Price: Oh god damn it Obi...
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Past the entrance stage there are sixteen hooded cloaked individuals, eight on each side of the aisle, with their heads down. Chanting...
Hooded individuals: A-WHOO!! AWHOO!! AWHOO!!
Oblivion is walking down the aisle, dragging an individual who looks to be in his early thirties. Somewhat tall. Somewhat thin. Wearing a thin neatly trimmed beard. This individual proceeds to scream.
Dragged individual: Get your CRASH-BOOM-BANG hands off of me, you stupid burned up bear!! Crispy Bear!!
Lucious Jackson: The hell kind of show are you putting on here Price?
Jayson Price: Be glad this is the weirdest shit we've seen tonight, I was fucking hammered when I booked this show.
Andres Cantor: And his opponent, from The Deepest and Darkest Side of a Sick Man's Mind...weighing in at 325 pounds... IT is The Monster...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBLIVION!
The Monster snears at a nearby camera, flipping off the camera, right before Oblivion slowly run up the steel steps and climb the turnbuckle from out the ring, once again throwing up IT's massive right arm.
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion leaps into the ring, stomping around, taking long strides, barking, shaking the top ring rope. We see the referee standing in the way of Bishop to keep him back but Kevin seems content to stand and watch the monster do his thing. Finally the music dies out and the lights come back as the referee tries to keep the men apart. The cameraman takes a moment to zoom in on the iron gauntlet hanging from the pole in the corner of the ring.
Lucious Jackson: Why da hell did you go all Russo and book a pole match? A million damn match types out there and you picked this shit? Shiiiit man.
Jayson Price: You really wanna knock the decision making of the man who put you on TV for the first time in- Okay, maybe you're right, I gotta stop drinking and booking.
Finally the referee gives up and calls for the bell before stepping back, letting Bishop and Oblivon at each other. Oblivion right away trying to throw hands and Bishop wisely covers up, knowing the raw strength of the monster. Ever the technical wizard, Bishop able to counter one of the punches and spin the arm of Oblivion behind his back in a hammerlock. Bishop able to torque the arm once before Oblivion uses his power to back Bishop up into the corner turnbuckles and break free. Oblivion with an elbow to the face before he begins to climb the ropes looking to start hammering at Bishop's face with right hands. He manages one before Bishop slips down, grabs hold of a leg and drags Oblivion down. Bishop with lightning-quick kicks to the legs of the monster, trying to bring him to the mat, but Oblivion living up to his reputation as he refuses to go down.
Lucious Jackson: This Oblivion on dat Hollywood horror movie kinda shit.
Jayson Price: God you're such a stereotype.
Realizing the kicks aren't working, Bishop tries an elbow strike but Oblivion blocks it and shoves him backward. Bishop tries to go back on the offensive but gets met with a front kick to the gut. Oblivion pulls him in and looks for a suplex but Bishop blocks it and rolls out of the ring. Oblivion realizing he's got an opportunity and he goes for the corner as Bishop briefly forgets that this isn't a normal match. Oblivion at the corner and he's climbing as Kevin finally realizes his mistake and slides back in the ring. Oblivion now reaching for the gauntlet as Bishop leaps up into the air and hits the monster with a forearm to the back. Oblivion holding onto the pole as Bishop tries to pull the legs of Oblivion down from the second rope, but IT is not coming down without a fight. Bishop now climbing up onto the bottom rope and he's hooking Oblivion from behind, trying to back suplex him to the mat.
Jayson Price: These guys aren't too far off in terms of build but I don't get why Bishop is trying to out muscle Oblivion. The monster's power is legendary.
Oblivion holding onto the ropes tight and refusing to go anywhere as Bishop resorts to hammering away at the body with right hands. Oblivion finally loosens up his grip enough on the ropes and Bishop manages to pull him to the mat and away from the gauntlet, but Oblivion responds by shooting him into the ropes with an irish whip. Oblivion trying for a back body drop but Bishop counters it, leapfrogs the bent over Oblivion and then jumps onto his back before locking on a sleeper hold.
Lucious Jackson: He tryin' to put dat boy to sleep so he can get that there glove.
Jayson Price: Thank you ghetto Captain Obvious.
Oblivion stomping about the ring, dragging Bishop on his back, as he tries to break free from the sleeper. He manages to get to the ropes but there are no rope breaks in this match and the referee telling him that seems to royally piss off the monster. Oblivion spinning now and he knocks the referee over with Bishop's body, much to the delight of the crowd. Oblivion now charging backward toward the corner, trying to smash Bishop, but Bishop counters, leaping up and using his feet to push Oblivion back forward. Oblivion fading now and he looks desperate as he eyes the ropes.
Jayson Price: What the hell is that crazy bastard thinking?
Oblivion now grabbing the arms of Bishop, not to break free but to make sure he stays on, and he hustles toward the ropes before tumbling over them and to the floor with himself landing on top of Bishop.
Lucious Jackson: Well dats one way to get out dat hold!
Oblivion rolls off of Bishop and pulls himself up using the ring apron before rolling into the ring. Bishop catching his breath after having over 300 pounds roughly dropped on his chest, but he's forced to get up as Oblivion is getting to his feet and heading for the corner. Bishop now upright and sliding into the ring as Oblivion is nearly to the corner. He goes to climb up to the first turnbuckle when Bishop hits him in the back with a dropkick. Oblivion hits the corner chest first and we can see the gauntlet swaying on its chain as the pole rocks. Bishop spins Oblivion around and hits him with a well placed roundhouse kick to the face that manages to drop the monster. Bishop wastes no time and begins climbing the corner and going after the gauntlet. Oblivion sits up and shakes off the kick before getting to his feet. Bishop has his fingers on the gauntlet and is trying to pull it free when Oblivion grabs his legs and pulls him into the electric chair position. The crowd hops up as Oblivion starts toward the ropes, looking to dump Bishop to the floor again, but Kevin begins pummeling the monster's head with punches to save his ass. Oblivion decides to drop him right there and then and falls back, dropping Bishop with authority.
Jayson Price: If Oblivion had been able to deliver that electric chair drop out of the ring, this match would be over. Bishop still took a hard hit but at least it wasn't fatal.
Bishop holding his back as Oblivion rolls over and gets to his feet, looking up toward the gauntlet. He heads for the corner and makes the climb as Bishop is trying to get to his feet. Oblivion now on the top rope and he's got his hand almost on the gauntlet. Bishop to his feet and now he's at the corner, trying to get Oblivion down. Oblivion fighting him off with one hand while trying to get the gauntlet with the other hand.
Lucious Jackson: He nearly got it!
Bishop looking desperate now as he drops down to the bottom rope and nails Oblivion with a low blow. He may be a monster but he has man parts and Bishop got all of that low blow as Oblivion loses his balance and falls off the top rope. But he's still got the pole in his grasps and it begins to bend as he falls!
Jayson Price: What the hell?! That's the last time I buy Mexican hardware!
The pole bends until it finally snaps and falls over, leaving the gauntlet dangling in the crowd. Audience members fighting each other as security is trying to get the pole and the gauntlet away from them. Bishop hops out of the ring and is trying to jump the barricade to go after the gauntlet but it's gone!
Lucious Jackson: One of the members of the crowd has the gauntlet! Does that mean they win!?
Jayson Price: Of course not you moron! ...and how are you talking normal suddenly?
Lucious Jackson: Uh.. I meant to say, dey done stole da gauntlet!
Jayson Price: I don't know who's shiftier, you or this damn crowd.
Security descends on the crowd in search of the gauntlet as Bishop is racing to find it as well. Oblivion finally up by the barricade and he spots a young female fan holding the gauntlet under her arm. Oblivion beckons her with his finger, an evil sneer on his face, and she begins backing up. Oblivion hops the barricade and grabs the girl by the hair before trying to wrestle the gauntlet from her. Bishop shows up out of nowhere, leaping off an empty folding chair and clotheslining Oblivion to the floor. The girl escapes but not before security gets the gauntlet from her and heads back to the ring with it. Bishop back up to his feet, dragging Oblivion by the head with him, before shoving him over the barricade. The referee and other officials are trying to figure out how this work with the pole broken while Bishop is under the ring apron pulling out a table.
Jayson Price: Oh shit, things are about to get hardcore!
As he's setting it up, Oblivion sees the gauntlet on the floor and begins crawling toward it. Bishop gets it set up and turns around to find Oblivion laying on his stomach, so he tries to drag him upright. Oblivion turns around and cracks Bishop across the face with the iron gauntlet, sending him tumbling into the ring apron and to the floor. Oblivion looking like he's going to go for the pin, but then he stops and looks at the table. A sneer comes across the monster's face as he reaches under the ring apron and pulls out some items that cause the crowd to gasp.
Lucious Jackson: That mofo done brought out lighter fluid and matches!
Bishop struggling to get his feet after being cold-cocked by the iron gauntlet as Oblivion douses the table with lighter fluid and then lights a match before igniting the entire book and tossing it onto the table. The table erupts in flames as Bishop is finally up. Oblivion goes for another big shot with the gauntlet but Bishop ducks it and nails Oblivion in the face with a pele kick. The gauntlet falls off Oblivion's hand and Bishop tries to grab it. Oblivion now trying to wrestle it away from it and the gauntlet ends up airborne before landing on the flaming table.
Jayson Price: Wait a second, how is that table still on fire, yet still standing? Shouldn't it be nearly destroyed?
Oblivion able to spin Bishop around with a right hand and Kevin barely avoids bumping into the flames. He spots the gauntlet and quickly decides to risk burns by jamming his hand into the gauntlet. He's grimacing from the heat as Oblivion spins him around, ready to put him through the table when Bishop blasts him with the now red hot iron gauntlet. Oblivion screaming in pain as the hot steel presses into his flesh. Bishop now pancaking him in the face, trying to melt the skin of Oblivion, driving him to the ground.
Jayson Price: Even I have to say this is a bit much.
Bishop finally tosses the gauntlet to the side and goes for the pin.
Lucious Jackson: AND KEVIN BISHOP WINS!
Bishop rolls off of Oblivion as the monster is still clutching his badly burnt face. Medics are rushing to check on him as Bishop sits up on the floor, not looking at all concerned over what he just did.
Jayson Price: God damn, I thought a pole match would be boring but these two proved me wrong tonight.
XIII goes to another promo, this time for Jayson Price brand condoms, because when you give your girl your pathetic little dick, at least she can enjoy Price's face on the tip.
TIJUANA STREET FIGHT
GRAVEDIGGER VS COREY BLACK
GRAVEDIGGER VS COREY BLACK
The scene opens up to a busy street at night in Tijuana. The area we are in appears to be one of the side streets of Tijuana, an area off the main roads and sections of the city. The sidewalks are lined up with nice looking cars and motorcycles. Judging from the colors and attire, it looks like this is a gathering spot for MS-13. The place is crowded with them and other Hispanic people as well. Music can be heard playing loudly from various boomboxes and cars in the area.
Out in the distance a pair of headlights comes down the road and some of the people at the front of the crowd turn towards them, as if not expecting anyone else. A black SUV pulls up to a stop a few hundred feet away from the edge of the crowd.
The doors to the SUV open up, bringing even more attention from the crowd as people step up towards the front of the cars and motorcycles. Out from the front doors of the SUV steps Corey Black and WCF’s Jeff Purse! Out of the back seat climbs three more men: Frost, Ingvar, and Viktor North.
The five men gather at the front of the SUV and Jeff Purse turns to Corey Black.
Jeff Purse: Holy shit, you weren’t kidding. Gravey don’t play. You sure we shouldn’t have brought some guns or something?
Corey Black shakes his head.
Corey Black: Nah, this will be enough. Besides, Digger was expecting me. He would have told these thugs to not use guns. No promises on knives or bats or even their cars. Fuck it, let’s do this.
Corey Black walks towards the bikers with Jeff Purse and the rest of his back up trailing behind him. A thug speaks up.
MS-13 Thug: What the fuck do you want, gringo?
Corey Black: Well, VATO, I want Gravedigger out here. Get your boy and have him come out here. We’re taking him to the arena for our Tijuana Street Fight.
Jeff Purse: GRAAAAAAAVEEEYYYYYY!! Come out! Come out wherever you are!!
The crowd starts laughing.
MS-13 Thug: Look, gringo, Gravedigger isn’t going anywhere that he doesn’t want to go. He’s busy conducting business down the block.
Corey turns to Jeff Purse.
Corey Black: Well, let’s go get him.
The people in the crowd laugh again. Corey and Jeff both reach into their pockets and slip some brass knuckles onto their hands. The bikers notice this and a few run forward as Corey Black and Jeff Purse leap forward and start brawling with the bikers.
Frost, Ingvar, and Viktor also join in and the five men start brawling with the members of MS-13. The rest of the crowd slowly starts turning their attention towards the fighting. Corey takes down a couple of MS-13 members with vicious lefts and rights only to have them be replaced by several more MS-13 bikers. Corey gets waylaid by a knee that knocks him down. A large biker walks up and grabs Corey and gorilla presses him over his head. Viktor hits the big man in the gut with a baseball bat and as Corey falls, he brings an elbow down on the big man, taking him down. Corey nods to Viktor who gets jumped by two bikers. Corey leaps back into the action, throwing elbows in every direction. Jeff Purse meanwhile is snapping off superkicks left and right. Corey Black joins in and the pair start a massive superkick party in the middle of the street.
More bikers join in and swarm the two men plus the rest of their back up as well. Corey gets hit with a metal pipe in the back, causing him to fall to his knees where he gets punched right in the mouth, spit flying out the side. He starts getting kicked on the ground and stomped, but Ingvar runs through and boots one biker square in the chest, sending him flying back into the crowd, knocking several others off their feet as well. Ingvar grabs a man and headbutts him, the man going limp as he goes unconscious.
Corey gets back up leaps back into the fray with a knee to the face to one of the bikers. Someone finally grabs Corey and tosses him onto the top of a nearby car hood. Corey arches his back in pain from the hood. Several bikers run over and hold him down as another punches him in the head over and over. Corey finally kicks back over his head and nails the guy in the face with his boot and starts throwing elbows at the men trying to hold him down. Viktor comes through the crowd and helps Corey get free.
Another couple of minutes pass by as Corey Black and his backup slowly whittle some of the crowd down when a murmur comes over the crowd. Corey looks up as the crowd starts parting down the block. The distraction causes him to be jumped by several members of MS-13 who start beating down on him. The crowd has moved forward enough that Corey is swallowed up by it, separating him from Jeff Purse and the rest of Corey’s group.
The crowd finally parts enough that Gravedigger can finally be seen walking towards the action, taking his sweet time as he watches Corey fighting back against the bikers attacking him. Gravedigger finally reaches the action and laughs.
Gravedigger: Corey! I’m so glad you could make it!
The bikers attacking Corey stop as he turns to Gravedigger, wiping a trail of blood from his mouth.
Corey Black: You’re damn right I’m here, you coward! You think I was letting you get away from this beatdown I was ready to lay on you?
Gravedigger: COWARD?? HAHA, you said you wanted a Tijuana Street Fight. I’m GIVING you exactly that! I had no business to tend to here. You wanted this, we’re going all the way with it.
Corey Black: Then call your goons off and fight me like a man!
Gravedigger looks around, amused.
Gravedigger: These men can do whatever they please. I’m not going to tell them what to do. YOU are the one that walked into the barrio uninvited. You asked for this Corey.
Gravedigger puts up his fists ready to fight as he walks towards Corey. Corey starts walking towards Gravedigger. Just as they’re about to reach each other, a biker leaps forward and decks Corey, staggering him. Gravedigger jumps Corey and starts hammering him with lefts and rights, taking him by surprise.
Gravedigger: THIS ISN’T THE RING, COREY!
Gravedigger grabs Corey and throws him into the side of a low rider. Gravedigger waits for Corey to get back up, but Corey is immediately tackled by a biker and Gravedigger jumps forward and hits Corey with a boot, sending him through the front window of the low rider. Gravedigger’s leg goes through as well and he pulls his leg out of the window.
Gravedigger climbs onto the hood and roars out, holding his hands out. Out in the distance, Jeff Purse flips Gravedigger off. Gravedigger smirks but the look fades from his face as his feet are taken out from under him. Gravedigger lands face first on the hood, bouncing off of it and landing on the cement. Corey Black had pulled his feet out from under him. Bikers run over to the car to go after Corey but he plants his feet against the partially open car door and kicks with all his might, sending the door into the bikers, causing them to fly backwards onto the cement.
Corey quickly climbs out of the car and starts hitting kicks and punches on the nearby bikers. He doubles one man over and leaps off of the man’s back and nails Gravedigger with a huge right as he starts to stand, putting Gravedigger back down. Gravedigger yells out in rage as he gets up but Corey is on top of him, raining down punches on his fellow Hall of Famer.
Gravedigger finally leaps forward and pushes Corey’s back into the side of a nearby truck. Corey ducks out of the way of another attempt of slamming him against the truck. Gravedigger turns around into a roundhouse kick, knocking him down to one knee. Corey has backed up and runs at Gravedigger as he gets to another standing position and nails him with a huge Yakuza Kick.
Just as Corey starts to gain momentum laying boots to Gravedigger on the ground, more bikers jump in and start attacking Corey. However, this time, Purse and company have reached the area and pull the bikers off of them and start brawling with them as well.
Gravedigger starts getting up but is put down by a quick superkick by Purse who kneels beside him and lightly slaps Gravedigger on the side of the face.
Jeff Purse: Just for old times’ sake, Gravey.
Jeff is grabbed by a pair of bikers and he starts brawling with them. Corey breaks free from the bikers who jumped him with a set of vicious elbows. Corey grabs Gravedigger and suplexes him onto a nearby lowrider’s hood. Gravedigger yells out in pain. Corey runs over to a nearby truck. He nails a superkick to the face of a biker running at him before scaling to the top of the huge truck’s cab. He looks over at Gravedigger on the nearby car and leaps through the air and lands on Gravedigger’s midsection with a Double Stomp. Gravedigger yells out in pain, clutching his stomach. Corey uses the momentum from the stomp to leap through the air and grabs a biker by the head, planting him on the cement with a huge tornado DDT.
A couple of bikers run in and nail Corey with baseball bats, doubling him over and putting him on the ground. Ingvar runs over and takes a baseball bat to the midsection but fights through it by grabbing the baseball bat, ripping it away from the man and headbutting him away. He grabs another biker and presses him into the air and hurls him at a group of bikers. More bikers run in and stomp away at Corey before Ingvar and Viktor start dispatching them as well. Ingvar reaches down and pulls Corey up, who is touching lightly at his ribs. His eyes grow wide right as Gravedigger plows into him with a huge spear. Both men hit the ground and despite being the one that speared, Gravedigger still clutches at his stomach from the earlier Double Stomp move.
Gravedigger gets up and pulls Corey up with him. Gravedigger plants him with a huge Grave Marker. Gravedigger roars out in rage. As he turns around, he quickly ducks a big boot attempt from Ingvar. Ingvar misses and his foot goes through a window. Gravedigger leaps at Ingvar and hits him with a Grave Marker as well. Ingvar is somewhat hanging upside down as his leg is still stuck in the window. Gravedigger starts hammering Ingvar’s leg.
Viktor runs in with a metal pipe and hits Gravedigger in the back with it. Gravedigger falls to one knee but grabs Viktor and plants him with a South of the Border. Jeff Purse finally comes in to rescue Ingvar. He goes for another superkick but Gravedigger ducks it and kicks Jeff Purse in the stomach. Gravedigger lifts him for a Toluca Slam but halfway through the powerslam, Jeff Purse slides off Gravedigger’s back.
Purse goes for another superkick but right as his foot was about to hit Gravedigger a couple of bikers tackle him to the ground. Corey Black, meanwhile, is up and helping Ingvar get his foot out of the car window where it was wedged. Ingvar nods as he uses the car door to pull himself up. Corey runs back over to Gravedigger and the two start trading huge lefts and rights right in the middle of all the chaos. Corey starts backing Gravedigger up with a series of kicks to the midsection. Gravedigger is finally doubled over and Corey hits him with an axe kick, putting him down on the cement.
Gravedigger slowly gets back up. Corey runs at Gravedigger, going for another Yakuza kick, but Digger catches Corey and suplexes him onto a windshield which cracks as Corey bounces off of it yelling in pain. Gravedigger turns around and starts hammering down on Corey with his forearm. Gravedigger climbs onto the hood with Corey and pulls him to a standing position. The hood crumples beneath the weight of the two men but they maintain their balance. Gravedigger grabs Corey and goes for a Respecto on the top of the car, but Corey hammers the side of Gravedigger’s head with elbows until he loosens his grip. Corey doubles Gravedigger over and yells out as he uses his might to back body drop Gravedigger onto the top of the car, denting it.
Gravedigger arches his back, yelling out in pain. He slowly rolls towards the back of the car, lands on the trunk and somehow manages to barely land on his feet, albeit awkwardly. Corey runs at Gravedigger for another Yakuza kick across the car, but Gravedigger catches him again. The momentum swings the pair around and they’re in front of a store with a large plate glass window. Gravedigger lets go of Corey and Corey flies through the window, shattering it. Gravedigger falls to a knee catching his breath.
A minute later he gets to his feet and Corey climbs out of the store with a purple hat on his head. It was a vintage clothing store. Corey lands a superkick to the jaw of Gravedigger and Gravedigger falls like a redwood tree. Corey stands there and yells out in victory, thinking he’s downed Gravedigger.
A MS-13 member leaps out from the clothing store somehow with a shirt and puts it around Corey’s neck, trying to choke him. Another MS-13 member runs over and starts hitting Corey with lefts and rights as Corey tries to fend him off while also trying to get the guy behind him to quit choking him out. Corey goes down to one knee, but Frost comes to the rescue by tackling one of the MS-13 members. Gravedigger is back up and waves off the guy choking Corey and plants him with a big boot on the ground. Corey is on the ground coughing from the choking by the MS-13 member.
Gravedigger grabs Corey and hits Corey with a Grave Marker. He looks at Corey and yells.
Gravedigger: STAY DOWN!
But Corey slowly starts getting to his feet with the help of a nearby car. Gravedigger rolls Corey onto the bed of a pickup truck. He climbs onto the bed with Corey and picks him up. Gravedigger puts Corey up onto his shoulder, going for a Death Driver. Gravedigger is about to drop him when Frost kicks Gravedigger in the back. Frost has scaled the front of the truck and is on the roof behind him. Gravedigger drops Corey and turns as Frost continues hitting Gravedigger with kicks. Frost hops down into the bed of the truck, but Gravedigger immediately hits him with a Grave Marker knocking him over the side of the truck and down onto the cement. Viktor runs over and climbs onto the bed but Gravedigger turns around. Gravedigger grabs the man by the skull and headbutts him. Gravedigger takes a step back and kicks the man hard square in the chest, knocking him off the truck and onto the ground.
Gravedigger turns around as Corey Black has gotten back up. Corey Black starts hitting Gravedigger with elbows, rocking him. Gravedigger tries to deflect the blows, but is still being slowly knocked backwards. Finally Gravedigger reaches the edge of the truck and flails his arms, trying not to fall off. Corey grabs him, keeping him from going over, but Gravedigger dives forward for another Grave Marker.
Corey Black ducks. Both men turn around and Corey Black snaps off a superkick into the face of Gravedigger.
It connects! Gravedigger bounces off the cab of the truck and stumbles forward. Corey grabs Gravedigger and yells out, showing off his strength as he lifts the 258 pound Gravedigger onto his shoulders. He takes a second to plant his feet and then drops Gravedigger with a huge Burning Hammer on the bed of the truck.
A WCF referee runs from out of nowhere and Corey drops onto Gravedigger for the pin.
Corey slowly climbs onto the top of the truck’s cab and yells out in victory. Blue lights can be seen in the distance, heading down the street. MS-13 members start scrambling to escape the area. Corey looks down at Jeff Purse and the other men who helped him in the epic street fight. He nods at them. XIII closes with a shot of Corey Black, victorious but certainly feeling the pain, holding an arm high in victory.