Monday Night Wrestling 05/28/01 (VCW 122)
Welcome, once again, to what should be an exciting edition of VCW Monday Night Wrestling! We've got some big matches lined up for tonight's show. Falcon and Salvaje Demonio team up against the duo of Lance Errington and Chris Champlain! All three members of the Hammer of the Gods face off against all three members of Hell's Bikers in six-man tag team action! Johnny Smiles defends the VCW Intercontinental Title against "The California Crippler" Ken Collins! All that, and much more tonight, as we're merely twenty days away from our next pay-per-view event, Gang Wars!
Hold it... "Wait And Bleed" by Slipknot is playing now, and that brings out the VCW World Champion, the Grave Digger!! The crowd explodes into cheers, and the Grave Digger's on his way to the ring! He's been defending the title with decisive victories over the Black Plague recently, defeating Brujah and Tony Garcia. Many people are wondering what he'll be doing at Gang Wars... will he be competing in one of the traditional team matches of Gang Wars, or defending the VCW World Title?
We may find out... he's on his way to the ring, and he climbs inside... and now he grabs a microphone! What's he going to say? The crowd cheers wildly as the Grave Digger paces in the ring, looking out at them before speaking...
G. Digger: Seven days ago, the Black Plague sent Brujah against me to reclaim the VCW World Title. He failed. Eight days ago, Tony Garcia came for me, to reclaim the VCW World Title... he also failed. And yet they still act like this is their title... after Tony Garcia put his hands on it for one whole day, they still act like I'm a temporary obstacle, like I'm some sort of flash in the pan... but I know and all of you know differently. I'm not a flash in the pan... I'm a raging inferno that won't stop until everything in my path is consumed.
The crowd cheers loudly... and the Grave Digger's speaking the truth here. He's held that title for nearly two months now, and it shows no sign of leaving his waist any time soon.
G. Digger: They still don't realize that. They don't realize that their futile grasp at dominating VCW is over. And I think everybody here's just a little bit tired of the Black Plague sitting back and telling lies about how dominant they are. Troy Black says they control VCW... I don't see anyone even TRYING to control me. Tony Garcia says nobody in the locker room can take him in a fight... I've done it more than once, and the last time I saw him, he was backing up down the ramp, begging for mercy. The Black Plague wants to dominate VCW... they won't get that done by talking about it. I'm the VCW World Champion, and I'd like to see them get out here and TRY it.
The crowd cheers again... but wait just a second! "Favorite Things" by Incubus just came on over the sound system, and here comes trouble! Troy Black, Tony Garcia, Rebecca Black, and Amy Lin step out of the backstage entrance, and the crowd greets them with a huge round of boos! Tony Garcia yells at them to shut up, and Troy Black slips an arm around Amy Lin's waist, then grabs a microphone from one of the ring crew members. The Grave Digger motions for them to enter the ring, but Troy Black holds up a finger, indicating the Grave Digger to wait.
T. Black: Be careful what you ask for, Digger. Think back to what happened to Falcon... he was in traction for a month after he decided to confront me. Think about Sandis Arlington... you don't see him around here in VCW anymore, do you? And you won't ever again... I dealt with him. Think about Gabriel Black, my brother, the self-proclaimed greatest VCW World Champion of all time... he's sitting around in a backbrace in some invalids' home, sipping tea and wishing our mother had had a few more abortions. I didn't want to get personally involved in this... but I don't have a choice. I'm DEMANDING... I'm ORDERING you to walk down this ramp, lay that title at my feet, apologize to me, Tony, and all the VCW fans, and get the hell out of my company.
The crowd boos loudly, and the Grave Digger's staring out at him with a blank expression on his face. He slowly raises the microphone to speak...
G. Digger: NO.
The crowd bursts into cheers, and Troy Black exchanges a disgusted glance with Tony Garcia. The two men stop and talk briefly without the microphone, then Troy Black turns back to the Grave Digger.
T. Black: Okay. I understand that maybe you think you can get away with this, knowing where you came from before. But here in VCW... there's actually some tough competition for the World Title. Obviously, there's not very stiff criteria to be the flavor of the month in SMCW. You have old, decrepit fossils like John Kelly... who, for the record, wouldn't last five minutes with my father. You have Jack Donovan? Scott Young!? And let's not forget how you lost their title in the first place... losing to a retired cripple and a jackass in red facepaint, in a spectacle that this VCW crowd... MY people... would have laughed right out of the ring.
The crowd boos loudly... they take exception to being called Troy Black's people. The Grave Digger stares out at Troy Black, as Rebecca Black seems to congratulate him on verbally cutting down the Grave Digger... but now the Grave Digger's ready to respond!
G. Digger: You know... you're right about one thing. The VCW World Title is the most prestigious title I've ever held, and I've fought the toughest fights of my career to hold onto it. But in SMCW, it took two men to take the title away from me, and there's no one man in VCW, as far as I can see, that could do it. If you think you're the one... I'll take the match, and let's just see what you can do.
The crowd bursts into cheers... what a match that could be! Troy Black, one-on-one with the Grave Digger!? But Tony Garcia whispers something to him, then pats him on the back... and Troy Black's shaking his head "no" as he raises the microphone.
T. Black: You'd like that, wouldn't you? You want your own little bit of space carved out on the Troy Black highlight reel, don't you? You just remember one thing... you're the champion, and maybe I don't sign your checks personally anymore... but your money still comes from me. Every last person who buys a ticket or orders a VCW pay-per-view... even all of these people in the stands right now... they bought that ticket to see ME. And I know you'd just LOVE to shine up your title belt, get yourself all warmed up, get that ugly face of yours presentable to go on camera, and step into the ring for one night, just so you could look back on that one moment and go, "Hey, look at me... I'm somebody! Because, by God, I was in the same ring as Troy Black himself, on pay-per-view!!"
But you'd better check your ego in before that happens. Sandis Arlington came in here with an ego... and he's not here anymore. You make it sound like I should be the one wanting a shot at you. You seem to think that I should be EAGER to step into the ring with you. This is MY show... people think VCW, and they think Troy Black. So if you want me to even CONSIDER wasting my valuable time and stepping into the ring with you... I want you to put a little respect in your voice, get down on your knees, and BEG me to wrestle you on pay-per-view for that title.
The crowd boos loudly, and the Black Plague seems happy, sharing a laugh as Troy Black stares into the ring at the Grave Digger, with a smirk just begging to be slapped off of his face. What a load of crap... Troy Black expects the Grave Digger to BEG him to accept a title shot on pay-per-view!? The Grave Digger seems to be thinking it over... and he stops in the middle of the ring, facing Troy Black!
G. Digger: I don't think I'm gonna do that. Instead... I've got a little idea for you. Why don't YOU get down on your knees, put some respect in your voice, and beg me not to come down there and put the whole lot of you SIX FEET UNDER!!
The crowd bursts into cheers... and Troy Black's just glaring into the ring. He didn't like hearing that! But now Tony Garcia has a microphone, and he raises it to talk...
T. Garcia: Hey, Digger! I don't know who you think you are... but look who you're talking to. Yeah... maybe you got me. But it ain't just me. Hell, it ain't even just Troy! You're standing up there, talking to BOTH me and Troy Black, trying to tell us we should be scared of you!? There ain't a damn thing but a bunch of air in the way between us coming down the ring and kicking your ass... I don't like your odds, partner.
G. Digger: It wouldn't be the first time I've destroyed two Black Plague members at once. Come on in and try it. I like my odds just fine.
The crowd explodes into cheers... the Grave Digger's calling both Troy Black and Tony Garcia into the ring at the same time!! This could get ugly... even Tony Garcia and Troy Black don't seem to believe what they're hearing! Troy Black raises the microphone slowly, with an incredulous look on his face.
T. Black: Hold on just a second. It's not every day we see somebody this STUPID. You want to fight us both at the same time? Those are brave words, knowing that they'll have the H.A.R.P. Squad in to break it up in a few seconds. You want to impress me... you'll put the title on the line against both of us at Gang Wars, in a Triple Threat Match.
The crowd boos... how stupid does Troy Black think that the Grave Digger is!? That's not a match he's suggesting, it's a gang assault! The Grave Digger raises the microphone...
G. Digger: I'm not as stupid as you think... who're you trying to fool, calling that a Triple Threat Match? Call it what it is... a Handicap Match. And I ACCEPT.
WHAT!? The crowd just exploded into cheers, and Tony Garcia and Troy Black just turned to each other, their jaws dropped in shock! The Grave Digger just accepted a Handicap Match for the VCW World Title at Gang Wars!! Is he out of his mind!? Either Troy Black OR Tony Garcia alone could defeat any wrestler in the world on any given night... and the Grave Digger just agreed to fight BOTH of them!! After an initial period of shock, Troy Black raises the microphone.
T. Black: You just dug your OWN grave now. But we're not gonna hurt you too badly yet... just bad enough so you can realize just what you're in for at Gang Wars.
Troy Black tosses the microphone aside... and he and Tony Garcia are headed for the ring! The Grave Digger's standing inside, not backing down, and the crowd bursts into cheers!! Troy Black and Tony Garcia charge the ring and slide inside together... and the Grave Digger rushes them as they get up, knocking them down with a big double clothesline!! He grabs Tony Garcia and pulls him up, then whips him into the ropes... GRAVE YARD SLAM!! He just nailed Tony Garcia with the Grave Yard Slam... but now Troy Black is up! He nails the Grave Digger with a kick to the groin, then hooks him when he doubles over for the double arm DDT... BACKDROP!! The Grave Digger countered with a huge backdrop!!
Troy Black crashes to the mat, then begins to pull himself up... but the Grave Digger grabs him and lifts him over his head, in a huge Gorilla Press!! Tony Garcia's getting up, and he turns around to the Grave Digger... and gets Troy Black pressed on top of him!! Tony Garcia goes down under Troy Black! They untangle themselves, and start to get up... but the Grave Digger grabs them and knocks their heads together!! They both go down, then start getting up again... and the Grave Digger grabs each man by the throat... he's going for a double chokeslam!! But Amy Lin's in the ring behind him, and she has the wooden axe handle! The Grave Digger lifts them both... but Amy NAILS him with a low blow from the axe handle!!
The Grave Digger doubles over, releasing Troy Black and Tony Garcia, and now they begin assaulting him, two-on-one... no, Amy's joining in with well-placed kicks and strikes of her own, making it three-on-one!! The Grave Digger goes down in the middle of the ring, and Rebecca Black slides in, getting her kicks in as well as they gather around, assaulting the Grave Digger... and the crowd's disgusted, booing loudly. But here comes the H.A.R.P. Squad... for once, they're on the ball, coming out to pull the four-on-one assault off of the VCW World Champion. He may have his work cut out for him when he has to wrestle both Troy Black and Tony Garcia, but let's face it... just now, it took two men, one woman, and a foreign object to bring down the Grave Digger!!
And he's not even staying down!! He's right back up!! Troy Black and Tony Garcia are being hauled away by the H.A.R.P. Squad, who want to prevent a further brawl, but the Grave Digger's back on his feet, asking for another round! They didn't even keep him down for more than a few seconds! Amy Lin and Rebecca Black immediately scatter, and the H.A.R.P. Squad's obviously not going to let this brawl continue... but the Grave Digger stops to reclaim his microphone.
G. Digger: It seems like your girlfriend just saved your neck, Troy. Why don't we see if she can do it again? I'll get myself a partner, and you and her can meet me in the main event right here, tonight.
The crowd bursts into cheers... and Troy Black's nodding and accepting as he's restrained by the H.A.R.P. Squad!! That's what it'll be... Troy Black and Amy Lin against the Grave Digger and a partner, tonight!! Troy Black and Tony Garcia are being held back by the H.A.R.P. Squad... but hold on a second! We're receiving word of a backstage disturbance! Let's go to the footage of that, recorded moments ago...
Backstage...
The Wrecking Crew, Blade and John Uldwall, are shown entering the building. Blade's still walking with a bit of a limp, but both men look extremely surly and foul-tempered tonight as they enter. They begin walking down the hall... but suddenly, Bobby Danson and Moy Lazzario, the New Immortals come from behind and clobber them. The New Immortals get in the first few hits, but the Wrecking Crew quickly begins firing back, and the tide seems to turn as the New Immortals end up on the receiving end of the beating.
But with the Wrecking Crew's attention focused on the New Immortals, Steve "Mongo" McMichael runs up from behind, carrying a chair, as Nicole comes from behind with a croquet mallet. Each of them hits a member of the Wrecking Crew from behind with their weapons, and the New Immortals begin attacking as well, until the Wrecking Crew has been beaten to the floor by a four-on-two assault. As they lie motionless on the floor, the New Immortals, Mongo, and Nicole stand over them triumphantly.
M. Lazzario: So this is the Wrecking Crew? Ha! They're more like the Sucking Crew!!
B. Danson: Hi-ho! Another great victory for the New Immortals!
Nicole: I don't get it... all we did was knock them out on the floor. How exactly are we any better off than we were before?
S. McMichael: Aw, but these here are the number-one contenders to the titles, baby! We get knee-deep in these ol' boys, and we'll be wrestling for the tag team gold while they're peeling shoe leather outta the backs of their drawers, baby!!
B. Danson: Thank you, Mongo... you're a wise man. See, now they're going to be angry at us, and they'll challenge us to a match... and then we'll beat them soundly, and we'll be in contention for a shot at the VCW World Tag Team Titles.
M. Lazzario: This is just the first part of the plan. You've gotta look at the big picture. The New Immortals are headed straight to the top!
B. Danson: Yeah!
M. Lazzario: The New Immortals are on the superhighway to superstardom, baby!!
B. Danson: YEAH!!
M. Lazzario: It looks like Team Rocket's blasting off AGAIN!!
B. Danson: Huh?
M. Lazzario: Aw, never mind. Let's get back to the dressing room.
B. Danson: No, wait. I've got an idea. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Moy Lazzario stops and considers, scratching his chin. Meanwhile, behind them, the Wrecking Crew members are starting to stir.
M. Lazzario: I think so, but do you really think Sarah Michelle Gellar would take off her top for us no matter HOW much money we gave her?
B. Danson: No... I mean, since the Wrecking Crew are going to want to take a match with us later tonight, how about we soften them up with a further spirited gang-beating right here, right now?
As Bobby Danson talks, the Wrecking Crew members get back to their feet, and look at the New Immortals angrily.
M. Lazzario: Uh... behind you.
Bobby Danson turns around, and sees the Wrecking Crew getting to their feet, looking less than pleased with them.
B. Danson: Change in plans... run like hell!!
The New Immortals, Nicole, and Mongo take off running down the hallway, as Blade and John Uldwall chase after them in hot pursuit. With that, the camera fades out on the backstage scene.
The New Immortals may not realize just what kind of trouble they've gotten themselves into. We're going to start with our opening match now, and Russel "The Muscle" Taylor's already in the ring, as "The Mighty Quinn (Quinn The Eskimo)" by Manfred Mann's Earth Band begins playing. "Skyhawk" Quinn Harper comes out of the backstage entrance to a mild pop from the crowd and runs to the ring, then slides inside and climbs to one of the top turnbuckles to pose. The crowd gives him a small round of cheers, and he steps down again, preparing to do battle with Russel Taylor. Linda Peterson calls for the bell to begin our opening match, and we're ready to go!
"Skyhawk" Quinn Harper
vs.
Russel "The Muscle" Taylor
Russel Taylor does okay for himself with a strong, energetic opening, sending Quinn Harper bumping wildly with a few slams and clotheslines. But within less than a minute, Quinn Harper uses his superior quickness to take control, and never looks back, hitting a series of quick, flashy moves on Russel Taylor before finishing him off with an impressive 450 splash from the top turnbuckle.
Quinn
Harper pinned Russel Taylor after a 450 splash in 0:02:10.
Rating: 3/4*
The crowd gives a modest round of cheers as Quinn Harper is announced as the winner, and he poses victoriously for a few seconds before making his way backstage. In the ring, Russel Taylor begins getting up groggily... but wait a second! We evidently have some more weird footage to show... this time from the Dire Arkanovian Torture Chamber!? What the hell's up with this!?
In The Dire Arkanovian Torture Chamber...
The scene fades in on a dark torture chamber, lit by lanterns hanging from the walls, filled with various instruments of torture. Sophie hangs from chains on the wall, looking dirty and bedraggled. The door swings open, and a large, powerful man dressed in rough black wool garments walks in, reading from a clipboard. He looks up and puts a pleasant smile on his face as he looks at Sophie.
Man: Princess Sophia of Bonarbor? I'm Donald, and I'll be your torturer today. How are you doing so far?
Sophie's face twists in dread as she looks at the floor, not even meeting the man's gaze.
Sophie: Listen, buster, I'm NOT Princess Sophia, and I don't know where your lousy Eternal Stone is!
Donald, the torturer, just shakes his head and sighs.
Donald: Oh dear. They told me you'd be saying that. Now, it says here that you've been getting the agony rod treatment for the past week. That figures. Some people take NO pride in their work... they just take the easy way out. It figures that you haven't talked yet... I don't know WHO runs this department, but you really need a professional in here to get it done right. They didn't bring me in a second too soon.
Sophie remains silent, hanging from the wall.
Donald: Now... I figure we'll start with a good flogging, say twenty to forty lashes. Then I'll pour some pickle brine down your back to get that little tingling feeling going on afterwards. From there, we'll work a few sessions with the limb-stretcher and maybe apply the hot irons to the soles of your feet... and for a finale, we'll stick a funnel into your rectum and send a swarm of harvester ants down it. How does that sound for today?
Sophie: I don't know ANYTHING about your stupid Eternal Stone!! I HATE YOU!! ALL OF YOU!!
Sophie's screams just fade out into labored sobbing, as Donald nods his head, smiling with satisfaction.
Donald: Splendid. You just wait right here, and I'll be back in a jiffy with my gear.
Donald turns around and opens the exit door again, walking away as he whistles idly to himself. But before he closes the door, a black cat runs darts in through the opening. The door closes, and the black cat walks to Sophie, who continues to sob in despair, chained to the wall, and amazingly begins to speak to her in a human voice.
B. Cat: Princess Sophia?
Sophie barely manages to contain her sobs as she looks over.
Sophie: What do YOU want, talking cat!? ... Wait a second, you're a talking cat!! How in the--
B. Cat: Hush! Not so loud. ... I'm not just any talking cat. I am Gavin, the Prince of the Cats. I'm here to save you.
Suddenly, the black cat begins shimmering and growing in mass rapidly, until instead of a cat there is a tall, handsome man standing there before her. He's dressed in a black silk shirt and slacks, wearing a black furred cape with a hood bearing two large catlike ears on top of it.
Sophie: Wow... cool cape!
Gavin: Be careful... they might hear you. This is my human incarnation. Like this, it will be easier for me to free you from your chains.
One of Gavin's fingernails seems to extend from his finger like a claw, and he slips that into the lock of her chains and wiggles it around, picking first one lock and then the other. Sophie slips free of her chains, rubbing her wrists and wincing in pain, then turns and throws her arms around Gavin.
Sophie: I'm safe!! Thank you SOOOO much, talking cat!!
Gavin: Please be quiet! They'll hear you!
Donald: Eh, who's in there!?
Gavin quickly transforms into a regular cat again as Donald returns with his arms full of implements of torture. Sophie looks around the room innocently.
Sophie: Um... me. That's all!
Donald eyes her skeptically, but seems to accept that.
Donald: There's nobody in here but you and some mangy old dungeon puss. But how'd you get out of your chains!?
Sophie: Well... um... I tried really hard.
Donald: Yes, but what did you DO to get out of your chains, exactly?
Sophie: Umm... I think I forgot.
Donald: I don't like this. ... But anyway, I'm ready now. If you'll be so good as to get back in the chains, but facing the wall this time...
Donald eyes Sophie, but behind him, Gavin transforms into a human once again, but this time his catlike cloak is made of tiger fur. He hooks Donald from behind, catching him completely unawares.
Gavin: Tiger attack power... Dangerous Tiger SUPLEX!!
Gavin lifts Donald and brings him crashing down right on his head with a Tiger Suplex '85 on the hard stone floor of the dungeon. Donald goes glassy-eyed on the floor, not moving, and Gavin stands up, scowling down at him.
Gavin: Mangy old dungeon puss, indeed! ... At any rate, Princess Sophia, it's time for us to make our escape. Let's proceed to the storeroom next door, where the enemy keeps their ninja uniforms.
Sophie: What was THAT?
Gavin: It was one of the powers of my totem animal. As the Prince of Cats, I have the powers of all members of the feline family... including the tiger. But I'll explain all that later... now, let us escape, and return you to your home kingdom! The ninja uniforms are in the next room. You must dress as one of them to make your escape.
Sophie and Gavin slip out of the torture chamber into a dank, deserted stone hallway. They stop at the next door, looking around cautiously to see if they've been spotted, and once again one of Gavin's fingers grows into a claw as he picks the lock on the door. They step inside, and shortly later Sophie's old, tattered clothes come flying out to land on the hallway floor, as a gasp is heard from Gavin.
Gavin: They... bleached your pubic hair!? What sort of bizarre, inhumane--
Sophie: No, I did that myself.
Gavin: What!? Why?
Sophie: I don't wanna talk about it right now!! Shut up! And don't LOOK at me!!
Gavin: Sorry...
A few seconds later, they emerge from the room, and Sophie is dressed in a ninja suit, complete with mask. Gavin emerges behind her, and tosses her old clothes back into the room they came from, closing the door. He transforms into a black cat once more, then starts off down the hallway.
Gavin: Follow me. I'll lead you out of the dungeon.
Gavin begins down the hallway, and Sophie follows behind him in the ninja suit. Not more than a few seconds later, Queen Morgana walks down the hall, flanked by two ninjas and the Super Giant Ninja himself.
Ninja #1: This is where the disturbance came from, your Majesty. We heard noises from this area...
Q. Morgana: Then why did you not try to see what was happening!?
Ninja #2: Well, we thought we saw a tiger, and we were scared, your Majesty...
Queen Morgana peeks into the torture chamber, then looks back to the ninjas with an expression of pure rage.
Q. Morgana: Scared!? Because of you idiots, she's GONE!! Princess Sophia has escaped! You'll pay for your cowardice with your lives!! Holy Demon Magic... ETERNALLL... SOULLL CRRUSSHH... STRIKE!!
All of the lights in the room suddenly fade, and the two ninjas are bathed in a throbbing purple light that makes their bodies glow a bright, pulsing neon green as they convulse in agony and scream pitifully for a few seconds, then go limp. The purple light fades, and the torches in the hall suddenly flicker to life again, as Queen Morgana looks down at the crumpled husks of the two ninjas.
Q. Morgana: Incompetent bunglers. Now... Super Giant Ninja! Go! Find Princess Sophia! Crush her! I believe I have found another means of finding the Eternal Stone... but my patience with her is at an end. Find her... and KILL her.
The Super Giant Ninja bows in obedience to Queen Morgana, then departs down the hallway. She directs one last disgusted stare at the bodies or the two fallen ninjas, then turns to leave herself as the scene fades out.
What sort of bizarre nonsense was THAT!? This is the second week in a row we've seen something like that, and if anything it seems to be getting stranger. But as before, Russel Taylor's staring up at the ViolenTron as the footage ends, with concern on his face. He grabs a microphone now...
R. Taylor: Whew... thank heavens she got away! But I can't believe that the Super Giant Ninja would do something like that. This... this is all the fault of that no-good Rex Richards! I'm gonna teach him that injustice doesn't pay!!
The crowd gives a weak murmur of cheers mixed with boos as Russel Taylor climbs out of the ring and starts heading backstage. Best of luck to Russel Taylor on that one...
Anyway, we're going ahead to our next match now. "About A Girl" by Nirvana begins playing, and that brings out Yuri Sonoda to a small pop from the crowd. Last week, we discovered that she has been brought to VCW from SJW by Christina Ellis... tonight, we're going to see her debut match in VCW! She enters the ring and poses for the crowd, getting a mild round of cheers, then turns to face the backstage entrance, bouncing on her feet as she prepares for competition.
Now "Girls With Guitars" by Wynonna Judd begins playing, and Jessica Judd comes out of the backstage entrance, carrying her guitar, as usual, and looking like she's in a rather foul mood. She hasn't seen much action lately, but the last time she was in a wrestling match, she was defeated by Melissa DelArmeggio. Tonight, she probably has a bit of an experience advantage over Yuri Sonoda, who has been wrestling actively for less than a year... but then again, we haven't seen what Yuri Sonoda is capable of yet. We'll see that now... Jessica Judd climbs into the ring and sets her guitar aside, and Brendan Powers enters the ring, calling for the bell to begin this match!
Yuri Sonoda
vs.
Jessica Judd
Yuri Sonoda takes the advantage in this match with a lot of quickness and enthusiasm, while Jessica Judd just seems to be careless, like she's going through the motions in a match she never wanted to be in to begin with. Jessica Judd ends up on the receiving end of a few dropkicks and double underhook suplexes, then a Boston crab, though she manages to pull her way to the ropes on that one. After a few minutes, Jessica takes the advantage with a sudden eye gouge, then goes to work on Yuri Sonoda's right leg, working it over mercilessly, taking out a little bit of apparent grumpiness on Yuri Sonoda.
After a few minutes of assault on Yuri Sonoda's leg, Jessica Judd applies a figure-four leglock. The crowd boos, and starts rallying behind Yuri Sonoda. She seems to be in pain, ready to submit... but as the crowd gets behind her, her face locks in a determined grimace, and she begins fighting the hold, trying to turn it over... and eventually she does! The figure-four is reversed, forcing Jessica Judd to release it or suffer the pain of her own hold! They both start to get up, and Jessica Judd goes for a full nelson, but Yuri Sonoda blocks it and grabs her arm, then whips her into the turnbuckles! Yuri Sonoda flings Jessica Judd to the mat with a big Frankensteiner as she comes out of the corner, then her right leg seems to make a miraculous recovery as she unleashes a flurry of fast-paced offense on Jessica Judd, before climbing up to the top turnbuckle and coming off with the Flying Dropkick! That's her finishing move, and she covers... and gets three!
Yuri
Sonoda pinned Jessica Judd with the Flying Dropkick in 0:05:10.
Rating: *
The crowd cheers as Yuri Sonoda's hand is raised in victory... she just defeated Jessica Judd here tonight! She's celebrating her victory, and Jessica Judd just rolls out of the ring, grabs her guitar, gives Yuri Sonoda the finger, then begins making her way backstage. Yuri Sonoda looks around at the cheering crowd and smiles shyly, then hesitantly steps up to one of the middle turnbuckles to pose for them, getting more cheers, before heading backstage with a slight limp as the pain in her leg seems to return. We're going backstage, where the challenger for tonight's VCW Intercontinental Title Match, Ken Collins, is backstage with Stacey Lockman. Let's take a look at that...
Backstage...
The door opens to a dressing room, and Ken Collins and Stacey Lockman walk in. Stacey Lockman is walking very shakily and uneasily, leaning on Ken Collins for support, and he guides her to take a seat on a bench in the dressing room, then sits down beside her.
K. Collins: How're you feeling?
S. Lockman: Better. I just totally didn't want to miss this for the world. You've got a match for the VCW Intercontinental Title...
K. Collins: It's not a match with Lorenzo Vasquez, though. And that's all I can think about. After what he did to you and your dad--
S. Lockman: Think about something else instead. You'll be happier. Like the Intercontinental Title. I'll be here to watch you win the VCW Intercontinental Title for the first time tonight.
Ken Collins manages a weak smile.
K. Collins: I think Johnny might have something to say about that. But if I do win... you're right, it's a big career milestone. One that I'm happy you'll be here for.
S. Lockman: I don't think that maniac realizes it, but this whole ordeal... I'm so much closer now to you and Dad. It's like, you know, we're all in this together. You're not just some guy that helped me out when Administration X tried to mess with me... it's like we're all a lot closer now.
K. Collins: Yeah, and that just makes me wish I could get my hands on that bastard even more--
S. Lockman: Come on, stop that! Think about the Intercontinental Title, and what it'll be like to win it for the first time.
The door opens, and Johnny Smiles walks in, smiling and waving to Stacey Lockman and Ken Collins as he enters.
J. Smiles: Hi, Ken. Hi, Stacey. Are you guys psyched up for the big InterJohnnynental Title match?
Johnny's cheerfulness seems to be infective, because Ken Collins smiles too.
K. Collins: I'm getting there. How about you?
J. Smiles: You better believe it. I just figured I'd stop in and wish myself good luck in our match tonight.
K. Collins: Wish YOURSELF good luck?
J. Smiles: Yeah. You know, because you're a much better technical wrestler than I am. I figure I'll need it.
K. Collins: I'm sure you'll do fine.
J. Smiles: I hope so. Otherwise, we're looking at the new InterKentinental Champion. And I have to say, if I had to pick one guy that I had to lose the VCW InterJohnnynental Title to...
K. Collins: It'd be me?
J. Smiles: No, actually. It'd be Marty. Because I'm sure I could win it back from him in a few weeks. You're one of the last people I'd want lose the title to. You're so good, I'd never have any chance of getting it back. But all the same, I think you'll make a great champion... if you can win it.
S. Lockman: I think so, too. Come on, just relax. You have a chance to get in the ring with someone who's your friend in a good, clean match for a title belt, okay? You'll get a shot at Lorenzo later, but you can't let it eat you up until then.
K. Collins: All right. You know, that's exactly what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna walk through the curtain tonight, and have some fun, for the first time in months. Johnny... good luck out there.
Ken Collins stands up as he speaks, then extends a hand, and Johnny shakes his hand.
J. Smiles: Thanks. Good luck to you, too. You might just need it after all.
The camera fades out on the backstage scene.
It's good to see a little sportsmanship and mutual respect around here sometimes, and maybe this is just what Ken Collins needs to get out of his hate-feuled mental state. Now we're going to... hold on a second! "Domination" by Pantera is playing, and here come two men who were the victims of a backstage attack earlier tonight... Blade and John Uldwall, the Wrecking Crew! They look even more pissed off and grumpy than usual as they storm to the ring, with the crowd cheering them on. Immediately, John Uldwall calls for a microphone...
J. Uldwall: New Immortals!! Get out here, you punk sons of bitches, so we can kick your asses!!
He throws down the microphone as the crowd cheers... that was definitely short and to the point. Will the New Immortals accept that challenge? "Riders On The Storm" by Creed starts playing, and it looks like the answer to that question is a big yes! Here come the New Immortals, "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario and "Beautiful" Bobby Danson, along with Nicole and Steve "Mongo" McMichael! They're headed to the ring, stopping briefly to go into a last-minute huddle with Nicole and Mongo, and then they climb inside! Jerry Rogers calls for the bell, and that'll begin this match now!
Wrecking Crew
vs.
New Immortals
w/Steve McMichael & Nicole
The Wrecking Crew immediately attack the New Immortals, beating the hell out of them in a wild, chaotic brawl as Jerry Rogers desperately tries to maintain order. Moy Lazzario is much smaller than either of their opponents, and he gets bumped around hard as the Wrecking Crew unloads on him offensively. Bobby Danson, close to equal in size with the Wrecking Crew, isn't quite manhandled so badly, but nevertheless the Wrecking Crew maintains a decisive advantage... until Nicole trips Blade from the outside, causing him to stagger into a big clothesline from Bobby Danson that turns the tide of this match in a hurry.
The New Immortals work over Blade intently, trying to focus on his right hip like the Hammer of the Gods successfully did at Disaster Area, and they take control for a while. But the advantage falls apart when Moy Lazzario is caught and drilled to the mat with a spinebuster on a Thesz press attempt. Both men go down and make tags, bringing in Bobby Danson... and John Uldwall as well! John Uldwall goes on a tear, taking it to both of the New Immortals with a series of hard-hitting power moves. With Moy Lazzario soon put down and out and Bobby Danson reeling after a few minutes of domination, John Uldwall tags Blade again, and the Wrecking Crew begins lining up for the Breakdown... but Nicole has Jerry Rogers distracted, and he didn't see the tag! Bobby Danson gets up... BREAKDOWN!!
The crowd explodes into cheers, and Blade crawls across for the cover... but Jerry Rogers is telling him he's not the legal man! Blade argues with Jerry Rogers as Jerry orders him to leave the ring... but while they're arguing, Mongo slides into the ring with a steel chair!! He nails John Uldwall from behind, then drops the chair and picks him up... TOMBSTONE ON THE CHAIR!! Mongo throws Bobby Danson on top of John Uldwall, and slips out of the ring with the chair... and Moy Lazzario grabs Blade's feet from the outside, then pulls him out of the ring! Jerry Rogers turns around, sees Bobby Danson on top of John Uldwall, and counts to three!
The New
Immortals defeated the Wrecking Crew when Danson pinned Uldwall
after outside interference in 0:07:51.
Rating: * 3/4
The crowd boos, but the fact remains that the New Immortals have cheated their way to a victory over the Wrecking Crew! Blade's furious at that outcome, and he immediately attacks Moy Lazzario on the outside, pummelling him viciously... but Nicole hands the croquet mallet to Mongo, and Mongo comes from behind, nailing Blade in the hip with it! Blade goes down, and Bobby Danson rolls out of the ring to join Moy Lazzario, Nicole, and Mongo in their retreat to the backstage area. They just picked up a big win, even if it was ill-gotten... but right now, we're going backstage again to more footage, this time featuring "Double R" Rex Richards!
Backstage...
Rex Richards is sitting on a sofa backstage, with Minako sitting on his lap in a short, low-cut red dress, and Komachi rubbing his shoulders and neck from behind. The door suddenly opens to the room, and Russel Taylor barges in, stepping forward to confront him angrily. Rex Richards doesn't look happy to see Russel Taylor, either.
R. Richards: What the hell are you doing in here, buddy!?
R. Taylor: I don't know if you saw the footage earlier on, but thanks to you Sophie got kidnapped by ninjas and put in a torture chamber, and my partner turned evil in order to do the foul bidding of Queen Morgana. I've had just about enough of all this injustice around here, and I think you need to be held accountable!!
Rex Richards, Minako, and Komachi all stare strangely at Russel Taylor, then begin to laugh.
R. Taylor: It's not funny! I shudder to think at the treatment that Sophie endured thanks to you! It's not right! It's a bunch of injustice, and I HATE injustice!
Rex Richards seems to calm down from his laughter enough to talk to Russel Taylor, standing up as he does so.
R. Richards: Is that so? Listen, Hercules... I don't know if you're just stupid or what, but they're just goofing off. You know, do something for the kids at the beginning of the show... some real funny shit. It's not real. It's FAKE. I don't give a damn about none of it, but you'd have to be retarded to think there are really ninjas and magic spells and talking cats and portals to weird palaces... it's a bunch of crap. Jesus Christ, kid... grow a brain in your head already.
R. Taylor: Lies! You won't stand between me and stopping injustice! Take THIS!!
Russel Taylor attacks Rex Richards, opening up on him with a series of right hand blows, knocking him back down onto the couch, then crouches over him and begins drilling him with repeated right hands. This impressive offensive flurry doesn't last long, however, before Minako kicks him in the head, giving the camera a brief panty shot in the process. Russel Taylor rears up from the unexpected blow, and Komachi spits blue mist into his face, blinding him. They throw Russel Taylor to the ground, and all three of them begin stomping away at him, beating him mercilessly.
As Rex Richards, Komachi, and Minako assault Russel Taylor, the door opens again, and this time Amy Lin walks in. She sees what's going on immediately, and an amused smile crosses her face as she steps forward.
A. Lin: Excuse me, guys. I don't mean to interrupt, but could I have a minute of your time?
Rex Richards, Komachi, and Minako all look up from the beating, and Rex Richards grins.
R. Richards: Darlin', you can have a whole lot longer than just one minute, if you know what I'm talking about.
Amy Lin smiles and clasps her hands together in a seemingly well-rehearsed gesture of happiness.
A. Lin: Really? I'm glad to hear that. Because there's a big favor I need from you guys. You know about how Melissa DelArmeggio attacked me backstage, violating my privacy... and then Desmond helped her get away.
R. Richards: Yeah, baby... man, that was hot! After seeing that, I ripped Minako's clothes right the hell off and...
Rex Richards trails off as he sees the angry look on Amy Lin's face.
R. Richards: Err... yeah. I know what you're talking about.
A. Lin: Good. Now, Komachi... Rebecca and I haven't known you very long, but we almost feel like you're a sister to us. After the times when we've fought together and everything... I really admire you a lot. Anyway, we need your help... and we need your help too, Rex. Could the two of you, maybe, eliminate Desmond and Melissa for us tonight in a tag team match?
Komachi nods slightly, but then seems to turn to Rex Richards, looking for a definitive answer.
R. Richards: Well, sure, I guess. But... well, what's in it for us, anyway?
A. Lin: Any number of things. I'm sure I have something that you desire.
Amy Lin's seductive tone isn't lost on Rex Richards, and he stares at her with open lust.
R. Richards: Yeah... come to think of it, I'm sure that you do, too.
A. Lin: Good.
Amy Lin reaches down into her pocket and pulls out a roll of ten one hundred dollar bills, then counts off five of them to Rex Richards and five to Komachi.
A. Lin: You'll get a lot more of those if you do a good job tonight. That's just the down payment.
Rex Richards shrugs, then pockets the money and looks back at Amy, glancing up and down her body.
R. Richards: Maybe we could throw in a little something extra to sweeten the deal?
A. Lin: Sure... I've got this gift certificate for a GREAT seafood restaurant that I'll probably never use... if you do really good, I'll throw that in. I'll catch up with you guys after the match.
Amy Lin turns and starts walking out of the locker room door, to the obvious disappointment of Rex Richards.
R. Richards: Hey, uh... where are you going?
A. Lin: I think Troy probably wants to fuck me before we start getting ready for our match tonight. I'll see you guys later.
Amy Lin steps out and closes the door, and Rex Richards gives the door a disappointed stare, but then feels his pocket and shrugs.
R. Richards: Eh, five hundred bucks more than I had when I started.
Minako steps forward, running her hands across Rex Richards's chest.
Minako: And besides, we're still here. Let's show him, Komachi...
Komachi smiles as she approaches Rex Richards... but then casts a disapproving glare at the fallen body of Russel "The Muscle" Taylor.
Komachi: First... we throw HIM out.
Komachi points down to Russel Taylor, who's just starting to stir from the floor. Rex Richards and Minako nod in agreement, and they pick up Russel Taylor and chuck him out of the room as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.
So Amy Lin has evidently put a hit out on Melissa DelArmeggio and Desmond tonight? This could get ugly... we know that Komachi may be the most physically dominant woman in VCW, and Rex Richards is a powerful man in addition to being an underhanded scoundrel. But speaking of physically dominant women in VCW, we're about to see another match, this one a Catfight for the VCW T & A Title, and our new champion is VERY tough. First of all, though, the challenger is coming out. "It's A Little Too Late" by Tanya Tucker is playing, and here comes Leslie Edwards, wearing a barmaid's dress complete with low neckline. The crowd gives her a very slight mix of cheers and boos as she comes to the ring... even they seem to know that she's just being led to the slaughter.
But now "Ballbreaker" by AC/DC is playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd gives a sizable round of boos as Virginia comes out of the backstage entrance, wearing a bodybuilding T-shirt and blue jeans, accompanied by Stormy Weathers, and dragging the VCW T & A Title with her. Virginia won the VCW T & A Title from Jennie at Disaster Area, but she doesn't seem to take much enthusiasm in holding it... and since then, we saw her inexplicably attack Melissa DelArmeggio last week during a chaotic attack. Now we'll see her in a match that shouldn't have a doubt as to its outcome. Virginia immediately climbs into the ring, staring homicidally at Leslie Edwards, and Bobcat McGavin enters the ring to call for the bell to begin the match!
For the VCW T & A Title:
Virginia (c)
w/Stormy Weathers
vs.
Leslie Edwards
Virginia mauls Leslie Edwards briefly with massive punches and forearms, repeatedly knocking her off of her feet like a toy. Leslie Edwards gets up, backing off and begging for mercy, and Virginia orders her to strip off her own clothes and get out of the ring. Leslie Edwards quickly strips out of the barmaid's dress to her bra and panties, getting a moderate-sized round of catcalls and cheers from the crowd, then runs out of the ring as Bobcat McGavin calls for the bell.
Catfight:
Virginia defeated Leslie Edwards in 0:00:43.
Rating: -***
Leslie Edwards is running backstage, and Virginia's in the ring... and she tosses the VCW T & A Title aside, to the outside of the ring! She calls for a microphone, and she gets one... the crowd's booing loudly, but we don't quite know what she's going to say...
Virginia: You're probably wondering why I attacked Melissa last week, and why I don't really want the VCW T & A Title. I'll tell you why. First of all... this body of mine was built for battle, not for show. Don't get me wrong... I KNOW I look good... but when you're six feet four inches tall and two hundred and thirty pounds, you want to pick on someone your own size, instead of fighting a bunch of barmaids, cocktail waitresses, ex-strippers, and ex-hookers. But instead of getting respect, here I am, getting in catfights and having sex photos in Overnight Sexation magazine... on sale July fifth. Go ahead, go out and buy a few copies, put a little money in my pocket. I'd appreciate it.
The crowd boos, and a "SLUT!" chant is starting in the crowd. Virginia looks around at the crowd angrily, not appreciating the chant.
Virginia: I'd like to see any man or woman in the crowd hop the rail and say that to my face.
Virginia stops to look at one young woman in the front row who's heckling her, turning an angry glare on her.
Virginia: Hop on over the barrier and say that to my face, Britney Spears. My arms are bigger around than your boyfriend's neck, so sit down and shut up.
The crowd's only getting more riled up, but Virginia decides to go on in spite of them.
Virginia: So why'd I jump Melissa last week? I'll tell you why. Money, and respect. Money, because I'll come right up and tell you... I'm taking checks from Amy Lin and Rebecca Black to loan a little muscle here and there. Respect, because the other women in VCW are gonna have to realize that I'm too good for this stupid-ass T & A Title. I'm ready to jump in and kick some asses. Rebecca and Amy... they were smart enough to write the checks and get on my good side. I'm six feet four inches tall, two hundred and thirty pounds... I'm the most impressive physical athlete in VCW, and I think it's time I started showing everyone why.
Virginia tosses aside the microphone and begins heading backstage, as the crowd continues booing. Stormy Weathers picks up the VCW T & A Title and tries to hand it to her, but Virginia refuses it, so Stormy shrugs, then drops it on the entrance ramp and walks away. As they head backstage, we're going to a backstage segment, where Desmond, Melissa DelArmeggio, and Christina Ellis prepare for their challenges later on tonight.
Backstage...
Christina Ellis, Melissa DelArmeggio, and Desmond are sitting backstage in a dressing room, hanging around. Yuri Sonoda walks into the room with wet hair, wearing a towel. Evidently she just finished showering.
C. Ellis: Good match tonight. I think you'll do just fine here.
Yuri Sonoda blushes at the compliment and smiles faintly.
Y. Sonoda: Thanks. I hope so.
As she turns to get her clothes from a pile on a bench, Yuri Sonoda notices Desmond.
Y. Sonoda: Oh... hello, Desmond. It's good to see you, but you know... I need to get dressed--
C. Ellis: I'm sure he won't mind. Go ahead.
Yuri Sonoda blushes again, smiling, but she begins protesting quickly.
Y. Sonoda: No, I shouldn't--
Desmond: It's all right... I'll step outside for a second. It'd be a little unreasonable to expect her to get dressed in front of me.
M. DelArmeggio: I'll come, too.
C. Ellis: And I'm not gonna let you guys slip away without a chaperone that easily... God knows what'll happen. You got lucky this time, Yuri... dressing in privacy is a luxury that one usually does without in VCW.
Christina Ellis, Melissa DelArmeggio, and Desmond get up and step out into the hallway, and the camera view shifts to follow them. They stand outside the locker room, and Melissa turns to Desmond.
M. DelArmeggio: I'm sure you heard... they sent Rex and Komachi after us, tonight. Are you up for this?
Desmond: I'd rather have Troy and Amy, but I guess so.
C. Ellis: You two are lucky. You have a match tonight. It's looking like the closest I'll get to wrestling tonight is going over the tape with Yuri.
M. DelArmeggio: Don't worry. I brought my video games with me for this part of the tour. I'll kick your butt in a game of VCW Wrestlewar after the show... except you'll have to use the Create-A-Wrestler Christina I made, because I haven't unlocked you yet.
C. Ellis: What do you mean, you haven't unlocked me yet? All you have to do is win the VCW T & A Title with Jennie on Hard Mode...
M. DelArmeggio: Well, that'd explain it. I've been playing as... ahhh, well... someone else.
C. Ellis: I don't like the way you said "someone else" just now. Come on... Melissa, PLEASE tell me you haven't been playing the game as Troy, okay? If you have, you just lost ALL your cool points... you'll have negative cool points.
Suddenly, the Grave Digger walks onto the scene, with the VCW World Title slung over his shoulder. Melissa looks up as he approaches, and Christina and Desmond do likewise, Christina waving a hand at him in greeting.
C. Ellis: Hey, big guy. Thanks for the help last week... I'm just sorry we couldn't return the favor when they double-teamed you. We left the arena after Desmond's match like a bunch of idiots, and--
G. Digger: No problem. I'm still the VCW World Champion, and I'm still standing... that's all that matters. But I need a partner against Amy and Troy tonight... and I thought you wouldn't mind getting another shot at her.
Christina Ellis's face spreads into a smile at that news.
C. Ellis: Me? You're damn right I would. Thanks for coming to me first... and you've got yourself a partner tonight.
G. Digger: Glad to hear it. See you in the main event.
The Grave Digger exchanges a brief handshake with Christina Ellis, then turns and walks down the hall further. Melissa turns to Christina, smiling.
M. DelArmeggio: What were you saying? See? Now look who's in the main event?
C. Ellis: Yeah, you're right. Give my apologies to the video game... I've got a REAL match tonight.
Desmond: Well, if you need a replacement opponent... I'm pretty good with that game.
M. DelArmeggio: Sure. Who needs her? She's in the main event, after all...
C. Ellis: Uh-oh. You two, alone in the hotel later tonight... I can tell this is trouble brewing. Make sure and give me all the fun little details later.
M. DelArmeggio: What's THAT supposed to mean?
C. Ellis: I better go check on Yuri... she probably thinks we abandoned her or something.
Christina Ellis turns and steps back into the locker room, as Melissa turns to Desmond.
M. DelArmeggio: That does it... we're unlocking Christina on the game tonight and putting her in a Barbed Wire Handicap Match.
Desmond: We can give her the fun little details of THAT later.
Desmond and Melissa both smile at the thought of that, as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.
So Christina Ellis will be the Grave Digger's partner tonight against Troy Black and Amy Lin... that should be one heck of a main event! We're about to see some six-man tag team competition right now, and "Highway To Hell" by AC/DC is playing, as all three members of Hell's Bikers come out of the backstage entrance, getting a huge round of boos. We've seen that Crimson has been terrorizing everyone in his path lately, and you have to believe that Jack Norman and Butch Manson are going to be surly after losing two matches to Stiff Competition at Disaster Area. They enter the ring, and all three men strike menacing poses at the crowd, getting more boos. But their opponents probably won't get any better reception from this crowd...
"Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin begins playing over the arena sound system, and that brings out Julian Page, Jacob Idol, and Rob Solomon, the Hammer of the Gods, accompanied by Jasmina Chastity. As usual, Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon are wearing the VCW World Tag Team Titles, and Rob Solomon's carrying his hockey stick. All three members of Hell's Bikers fix them with murderous stares as they step out, but the three members of the Hammer of the Gods don't seem concerned, and Rob Solomon even flashes Hell's Bikers a cocky grin as he gestures to his VCW World Tag Team Title belt. They climb into the ring, and both sides begin facing off in preparation for their battle! Linda Peterson enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll kick off this match!
Hell's Bikers (Crimson, Jack Norman, & Butch Manson)
vs.
Hammer of the Gods
(Julian Page, Jacob Idol, & Rob Solomon)
w/Jasmina Chastity
The match starts out evenly, as Jack Norman and Butch Manson face off against their opponents, while Crimson stands on the apron, radiating hostility. Hell's Bikers tend to gain the upper hand when it comes to brawling, but the members of the Hammer of the Gods are quicker and more technically skilled. After several minutes of back-and-forth struggling, Butch Manson finally tags Crimson again against Julian Page! Julian Page backs up, shaking his head "no" and begging off, and tries to go to his corner, but Crimson charges and catches him before he can tag out! Crimson dominates Julian Page with crushing offensive moves, then easily mows down Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon when they come in and try to help. Crimson brutalizes Julian Page with a ragdoll full nelson slam and a gutwrench suplex, but when he runs into the ropes, Jasmina Chastity trips him!
Crimson turns around, glaring murderously at Jasmina, but Julian Page quickly seizes his opportunity, clipping Crimson's knee from behind. Crimson goes down, and Julian Page begins savagely, almost desperately working his leg. After a little punishment to Crimson's knee, Julian Page pulls Crimson up into a front facelock... DDT!! He just hit the DDT on Crimson, and he goes for the cover... BIG KICKOUT AT TWO!! Crimson was barely even affected by the DDT, and he gets up angrily and charges Julian Page, but Julian Page ducks a huge clothesline, then connects with a dropkick to the knee! Crimson goes down, and Julian Page quickly grabs his legs and slaps on the figure-four leglock!! Crimson bellows in pain and outrage, but he's too tall, and too near his corner... and Jack Norman reaches in and tags himself in!
Jack Norman charges Julian Page, but Julian Page staggers him back with a dropkick. Butch Manson charges as well, but Julian Page backdrops him to the outside... only to get clobbered by Jack Norman when he straightens up! Jack Norman pounds on Julian Page a few times, then pulls him up for a power bomb... but Julian Page nails him with a low blow instead! And Linda Peterson didn't see that; she's trying to break up a two-on-one brawl between Crimson, Jacob Idol, and Rob Solomon on the outside! While Linda Peterson's distracted, Jasmina Chastity slides one of the VCW World Tag Team Title belts into the ring. Julian Page grabs it, as Jack Norman gets up... and he nails him with a beltshot!! Butch Manson jumps up on the apron... and Julian Page whacks him with the title belt as well! He picks Jack Norman up... DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACESLAM!! That could do it! He yells out to Linda Peterson and covers... Crimson slides into the ring to break, but Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon grab him by the feet and pull him back, and Julian Page gets the three-count!
The
Hammer of the Gods (Julian Page, Jacob Idol, and Rob Solomon)
defeated Hell's Bikers (Jack Norman, Butch Manson, and Crimson)
when Page pinned J. Norman after a double underhook faceslam in
0:10:49.
Rating: * 1/4
The Hammer of the Gods has won this match... but Crimson just slid out of the ring again, and he's furiously attacking Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon! He's not done yet! They still have two-on-one odds... no, Butch Manson is up, and he clobbers Jacob Idol from behind! Crimson and Butch Manson assault Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon on the outside, then roll them into the ring... and Julian Page is already on the outside! Crimson grabs each man by the throat and pulls him up... he's gearing up to drill the VCW World Tag Team Champions with a double chokeslam!! But Julian Page has a microphone on the outside...
J. Page: Hold it! Wait a second! I've got an offer for you!
Crimson looks out at Julian Page, then tosses Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon down to the mat, where they immediately scramble out of the ring. Crimson demands that Julian Page get into the ring, face-to-face with him... and Julian Page hesitantly climbs the ringsteps and steps inside, coming face to face with Crimson!
J. Page: Look... all of us and all of you... there's no reason why we should be fighting after the match. I don't know about you... but if it comes down to it, I'd rather see your people dominating VCW than the Technicians or Stiff Competition. We can fight all we want when we're the only ones left... but first, let's get rid of the riff-raff. Since Gang Wars is coming up, I'd like to suggest that Jack and Butch... and the VCW World Tag Team Champions, Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon... should team up against Stiff Competition and the Ontario Colour Show. Think about it... we all work together, and take out all the opposition.
Crimson seems to be considering it... and he grabs the microphone away from Julian Page!
Crimson: So, you're saying you want your boys to team up with my boys!? Fine. But after it's said and done, you're gonna give them first crack at the belts.
J. Page: Big man... after it's all said and done, there won't BE anyone else left to get a shot at the belts.
Crimson: Yeah. Okay. But then there's still you and me... and what's one good reason why I shouldn't kick your fancy-talking, queer-looking little ass right now!?
J. Page: Wait... hold on. You think that just because I'm not six and a half feet tall and two hundred and fifty pounds that I can't fight!? Ask Jack and Butch about me... I just laid them out. And look at this... I beat David Wright Hubbard, with the VCW Intercontinental Title on the line... and YOU lost to him, with the VCW WORLD Title on the line. You think you can go talking down to ME? ... Listen up, Crimson... I'm the one asking YOU to accept this little peace offering, or so help me I'm gonna kick your big ass.
The crowd goes quiet with shock, and Jack Norman and Butch Manson go into fighting stances as Jacob Idol, Rob Solomon, and Jasmina Chastity stare into the ring with shock. Crimson reaches out and grabs Julian Page by the throat, but Julian Page holds a steady glare on Crimson... and Crimson releases him, just pulling the microphone back again. He seems to be on the verge of laughing as he speaks to Julian Page again.
Crimson: You know... I always thought you were one of those guys who's a coward, who also happens to be pretty smart. But it looks like I was wrong about you... any motherfucker who'll talk to me like that's dumber than a brick. We'll do it your way... you can ride my coattails for a little while. But when the dust clears, and it's just you and me... you're gonna be eating those words with a side order of pain and suffering.
Crimson grabs Julian Page's hand, pulls it forward, and shakes it... it looks like they've just formed an alliance here! The crowd boos, but it looks like they'll be working together, at least for now. Julian Page winces and shakes his hand out after Crimson releases his grip, and now he's joining Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon in heading backstage. Crimson climbs out of the ring as well, and now Hell's Bikers are making their way backstage too. How long will this alliance last, and will they be able to take out their mutual enemies while working together?
We're heading straight through into our next match now! "Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye begins playing over the arena sound system, and that brings out "Double R" Rex Richards and Komachi, accompanied to the ring by Minako. The crowd boos as they comes to the ring, then climb inside to prepare for the posing. Komachi and Minako peel off his robe, and Rex Richards kneels and flexes his muscles, bathed in a flashing red and gold spotlight as they perform a martial arts sequence around him. They finish it by turning and draping themselves over Rex's body, and he takes off his sunglasses, giving them to Minako, as he and Komachi prepare for their match.
Now "Sad But True" by Metallica begins playing, and that brings out Melissa DelArmeggio and Desmond, to the cheers of the crowd! They're headed to the ring... they must know that Rebecca Black and Amy Lin set them up for this match, but they're approaching it without any hesitation. They enter the ring, and Rex Richards and Komachi immediately begin assaulting them, as Brendan Powers calls for the bell to begin the match!
Desmond & Melissa DelArmeggio
vs.
"Double R" Rex
Richards & Komachi
w/Minako
Despite the early attack by Rex Richards and Komachi, Melissa and Desmond soon rally and take the advantage. Desmond is large and powerful enough to match power with Rex Richards, and Melissa has a big quickness advantage over him, and they take him down repeatedly, as Komachi watches from the apron. But when Melissa goes for a flying spinning leg lariat, Rex Richards ducks out of the way, and then takes over the advantage when Melissa wipes out on the mat. He makes the tag to Komachi, who comes in and starts assaulting Melissa with stiff blows and power mobes. Melissa fights back, occasionally getting in some good offense of her own, but each time she tries to make the tag to Desmond, Komachi or Rex Richards stops her. Desmond becomes increasingly anxious and frustrated as he sees Melissa taking a beating in the ring, and several times he tries to charge into the ring and assist her, which only makes things worse as Brendan Powers must force him back to his corner, allowing Rex Richards and Komachi to double-team Melissa.
Sensing that Melissa's starting to fade, Komachi picks up the offense, hitting Melissa with a few big moves, then putting on a standing headscissors. She goes for the Running Power Bomb, but Melissa slips out behind her! Komachi whirls around with a uraken, but Melissa ducks, nails her with a kick to the midsection, then takes her down with the Back Brain Kick!! Both Komachi and Melissa are down after that, and both make tags! Rex Richards and Desmond come in... but Desmond's in a blind rage, ignoring Rex Richards's offense and retaliating with a frenzy of blows and power moves! Komachi comes in to try to help, but Melissa takes her down and to the outside of the ring, then leaps out onto her with a slingshot cross bodypress to the floor!
With Rex Richards reeling on the inside of the ring, Desmond whips him into the ropes and runs off the other side... only to be tripped up by Minako! Desmond stumbles forward, and Rex Richards mows him down with a clothesline! Desmond pops up angrily, but Rex Richards nails him with a kick to the midsection, then puts on a headscissors... PILEDRIVER!! He covers Desmond... and Melissa slides into the ring and breaks the pin before three! Rex Richards gets up angrily, then nails Melissa with a kick to the midsection! She doubles over, and Rex Richards draws back and drops her with a big right hand! But Desmond's getting up again, having seen that, and it looks like his inner fury is even greater now! Rex Richards turns back to Desmond, and his eyes go wide in shock at seeing him up and about... and Desmond kicks him in the midsection, then follows up with the OUTCAST!! Rex Richards pops up straight on his feet from the move, his eyes open wide and his mouth open like a fish as he slowly spins around... right into a kick to the face from Melissa! Rex Richards goes down, and Desmond covers him!! Komachi slides in for the save, but Melissa cuts her off, and Desmond gets the three count!
Desmond
and Melissa DelArmeggio defeated Rex Richards and Komachi when
Desmond pinned R. Richards with the Outcast in 0:08:49.
Rating: 1/4*
The crowd cheers, and Desmond rolls out of the ring, followed by Melissa DelArmeggio, as Komachi crawls to the side of Rex Richards. Melissa DelArmeggio and Desmond are heading backstage, pleased with their victory, and the crowd seems equally happy at this outcome. Rex Richards and Komachi didn't get the job done, this time... Melissa DelArmeggio and Desmond are still standing! Hold on... as the ring clears out, we understand that there's a camera backstage with "Skyhawk" Quinn Harper! Let's take a look at that.
Backstage...
Quinn Harper is shown sitting in a lounge area backstage, talking to a backstage crew member. He has long since showered and dressed in his street clothes after the match, and is now just hanging around in the arena.
B. Crewman: Hey... things are looking up tonight, though. You won your match.
Q. Harper: That wasn't much of a challenge. I think it's just a matter of me finding my niche here in VCW. I don't really know anybody yet, except for some other ex-NCXCW guys, and the fans don't really...
Quinn Harper trails off as Crimson walks onto the scene, looking down at him with contempt.
Q. Harper: Hey, big man... uh, can I help you with something?
Crimson: Yeah. Matter of fact, I was looking for some little fucking pussy whose ass I could kick. You look like you'll do just fine.
Quinn Harper jumps up out of his chair, but Crimson beats him to the punch, clobbering him with a massive right hand that sends him sprawling to the floor. He starts to get up, but Crimson rushes him and nails him with a big boot to the head. Quinn Harper collapses to the floor again, and Crimson pulls him up, then grabs him by the throat and drills him to the floor with the Chokeslam. With Quinn Harper laid out, Crimson turns to the backstage crew member, who's standing back in the corner, horrified.
B. Crewman: Hey, watch it, buddy! You should be nice to people!!
Crimson just snarls with destructive fury and rushes the man, doubling him over with a knee to the gut, then pulling him into a standing headscissors. He lifts the man, holds him over the coffee table in the middle of the room, and drives him down hard through the coffee table with a power bomb. The backstage crew member is laid out on the floor, and Crimson just looks down at his two latest victims, then storms out of the room. The camera fades out as Quinn Harper begins slowly writhing on the floor.
That was totally unprovoked... Crimson's just brutalizing these people for no reason! Sure enough, the Homicide Road Tour's back in full swing, when not a week goes by without Crimson assaulting some innocent person... every last member of the VCW locker room would do well to be careful these days.
We're going to witness a VCW Intercontinental Title match now... "Liquid Mercury" by Jimmy Page is playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd bursts into loud cheers at the entrance of "The California Crippler" Ken Collins. He comes to the ring, and he seems a little bit more casual and relaxed than he has been before... no doubt, he's looking forward a big opportunity, in an environment where he doesn't have to worry about his opponent using every dirty trick in the book. He climbs into the ring, rolling his shoulders and neck as he prepares for battle...
And now "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers begins playing, and the crowd's cheers are just a little bit louder as Johnny Smiles steps out of the backstage entrance, wearing the VCW Intercontinental Title! He makes his way to the ring, slapping palms with the fans and looking psyched up for this match. He has to know that though Ken Collins will give him a clean match, it'll also be one of the toughest matches of his career. He enters the ring and poses for the crowd, getting another loud surge of cheers, then turns to Ken Collins and shakes his hand. Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll begin this match!
For the VCW Intercontinental Title:
Johnny Smiles (c)
vs.
"The California Crippler" Ken Collins
The opening minutes of this match are actually pretty even... Ken Collins is clearly a superior wrestler, but somehow Johnny hangs on and even returns fire with his own offense. Ken Collins's normally rather vicious demeanor isn't present for this match; he's not using his stiff chops or stomping or pounding on a body part, though he does seem to take every opportunity to put an achilles tendon hold or kneebar on Johnny's right leg, perhaps wanting to set up the ankle lock submission later on in the match. For his part, Johnny gets off a number of good offensive moves of his own, and actually keeps up with Ken Collins better than one would expect in a few technical wrestling exchanges. For the most part, Johnny tries to keep the match simple, taking Ken Collins down with a few basic restholds to try to maximize his advantage and keep him down.
As the match progresses, Ken Collins takes the advantage several minutes in. He goes for quick pinning combinations several times, but each time Johnny manages to escape. He begins working the right leg more and getting a bit more physical with Johnny, seeming to realize that that's what it might take to put him away. Johnny continues to hang on, but Ken Collins controls the match for a few minutes, as the crowd, somewhat torn for who to root for, starts to get behind Johnny. Johnny makes many comeback attempts, but Ken Collins always cuts his losses before Johnny can get any serious momentum, taking the match over again. Finally, sensing victory close at hand, Ken Collins goes up for the Flying Dropkick... but when he aims it for Johnny, Johnny dives out of the way, and Ken Collins wipes out on the mat!
Ken Collins still gets up first after the missed dropkick, due to Johnny's accumulated fatigue, and goes for a dragon screw leg whip, but Johnny nails him with an enzuigiri! That puts Ken Collins down, and Johnny Smiles goes on the offense, fighting through the pain in his right leg to hit a series of quick moves on Ken Collins! The crowd cheers as Johnny begins to take the advantage again. After a swinging neckbreaker and a Russian legsweep, Johnny gives Ken Collins a Frankensteiner for two and a half. A German suplex from Johnny gets two and a half again, and a power bomb gets a near fall. Johnny Smiles pulls Ken Collins up in a fireman's carry, looking for the Smiledriver, but Ken Collins slips out of it and goes for a takedown into the California Crossface... no, Johnny shoves him away! Ken Collins rushes with a clothesline, but Johnny ducks, then pivots... SUPERKICK! No, Ken Collins catches his foot and takes him down by it, into the ANKLE LOCK SUBMISSION!! Ken Collins has the ankle lock on Johnny!! Johnny's in the middle of the ring, and we might just have a new VCW World Champion! But hold on a second... the ViolenTron just flickered on, showing a backstage scene! What the hell's this...
Backstage...
Lorenzo Vasquez is standing in the locker room where Ken Collins was previously, next to Stacey Lockman, who has been stripped to her bra and panties and bound with nylon rope at the wrists and ankles, with a gag tied over her mouth. A grin filled with pure evil intentions crosses Lorenzo Vasquez's face as he looks into the camera.
L. Vasquez: Hey, Ken... congratulations on beating that chump Johnny Smiles. Now, me and Stacey... I hope you don't mind, but we're gonna start the victory celebration a little bit early.
Lorenzo Vasquez laughs horribly, then reaches over to Stacey Lockman's stomach, and slides his hand down the front of her panties. She squeals in outrage through the gag and squirms helplessly at this indignity, as Lorenzo Vasquez laughs again.
L. Vasquez: Ooh, what do we have here?
Back in the ring, Ken Collins just released the ankle lock, and he's clearly not all there as he stares up at the ViolenTron, filled with sheer outrage! And who can blame him... that's one of the most disgusting, horrific scenes we've ever seen! Lorenzo Vasquez has a physically handicapped young woman bound and gagged, and he's doing terrible things to her! Ken Collins yells out in primal outrage, then slides out of the ring and sprints towards the backstage entrance at top speed!! Johnny's still in the ring... but he's getting up, having seen the ViolenTron, and he's managing a limping run towards the backstage entrance himself! He wants to help too! Jerry Rogers begins counting... I don't think either of them are making it back to the ring. Jerry Rogers calls for the bell, and the horrible images continue to play on the ViolenTron...
Johnny Smiles and
Ken Collins battled to a double countout in 0:16:48.
Rating: ***
(Johnny Smiles retained the VCW Intercontinental Title.)
Backstage...
Lorenzo Vasquez pulls his hand away and glares at Stacey Lockman as she struggles against her restraints and makes unintelligble, but clearly angry noises through her gag.
L. Vasquez: What? You didn't like that!? I tell you what... I'll give you something not to like, you little bitch.
Lorenzo Vasquez grabs Stacey Lockman by the hair and pummels her in the face repeatedly with blows from his right hand, drawing blood from her face with the first few strikes. She thrashes around, trying to avoid the blows or do something, but Lorenzo Vasquez just continues to hit her in the face, finally stopping to smile at his fist, which is slick with Stacey's blood.
L. Vasquez: How about that? Your daddy ever hit you like that!? Huh!? Hell, I got something for you that'll really make you scream...
Lorenzo Vasquez forces Stacey Lockman into a face-down position bent over the bench, then reaches down, unbuckles his belt, and pulls it off. With Stacey Lockman bent over the bench, he draws back the belt and begins whipping her across the bare back with it repeatedly, raising bright pink welts across her pale skin with each blow. He laughs triumphantly as he whips her again and again, until finally the door bursts open, and Rebecca Black steps into the room frantically.
R. Black: Get the fuck out of here! They're coming!
L. Vasquez: Oh, shit!! Let's get outta here!
Lorenzo Vasquez tosses his belt aside and runs out of the locker room, along with Rebecca Black. A few seconds go by, and Ken Collins bursts into the room, staring at the battered, tortured Stacey Lockman with horror.
K. Collins: Oh my God... what did he DO to you, Stacey!?
Johnny Smiles hobbles into the room a second later, and moves forward to kneel at Stacey's side, uncharacteristically serious and worried.
J. Smiles: I'll take care of her. GO GET HIM!!
Ken Collins turns and runs out of the room, down the hallway without hesitation, with the camera shifting viewpoints to follow him. He runs out the doors into the parking lot, where Rebecca Black and Lorenzo Vasquez are seen piling into a car. Ken Collins dashes after the vehicle as it takes off, jumping up on the trunk and smashing at the rear window with his fists, putting spiderweb cracks in it, before he finally slips off of the back and falls to the parking lot. Unhurt by the fall, he immedately gets to his feet and runs after the car again, but it's too far gone, and it takes off into the streets. Ken Collins stares out after the car, yelling at it with rage and frustration.
K. Collins: GET BACK HERE, LORENZO!! TRY TO DO THAT TO ME!! GET BACK HERE!!
Ken Collins turns away from the car as it disappears into the night, and begins walking back to the building entrance. Before he gets there, though, he breaks down, falling to his knees in the parking lot and burying his face in his hands. The camera fades out on the parking lot scene.
Back in the arena, the crowd's in shock... to put it mildly, Lorenzo Vasquez is a miserable excuse for a human being. He assaulted and tortured a physically handicapped young woman... Stacey Lockman has recovered a little bit after the Destiny Driver, but even so, she can barely walk, and Lorenzo Vasquez, a professional wrestler, a man who makes his living in a bare-handed combat sport, just brutally assaulted her! When Lorenzo Vasquez finally does come to face Ken Collins, he has one HELL of a beating coming his way. Nobody can deny that.
At least Stacey is in good hands now, and we still have two more big matches... we're going to get to one of those now. "Perfect Strangers" by Dream Theater begins playing, and here comes the odd duo of Lance Errington and Chris Champlain, to a chorus of boos from the crowd. These two may be every bit as demented as somebody like Lorenzo Vasquez. They enter the ring, and Lance Errington stands off to the side, looking bored, as Chris Champlain climbs to the top turnbuckle and throws back his head and arms in an evil, triumphant laugh, causing his hooded black cloak to fly backwards off of his body to the mat. Lance Errington grabs a microphone. Damn it, this is just what we DON'T need right now...
L. Errington: It seems tonight that the theme is dredging up old demons from my past. Last week, I defeated Salvaje Demonio, the savage demon... but once again, I'm forced to face him tonight. That's fine. But there's a far more sinister demon that I'm going to be facing as well... she wears a Liberation X T-shirt and blue jeans, her name is Erica, and I loved her before I found out what a shallow myth love is. And as you know, Fate has proven herself to be a sadistic BITCH by seeing to it that Erica ended up aligning herself with Falcon, the one man in this company who has been my enemy from day one.
But tonight, Falcon... you've been chosen to suffer. Like every other member of the human race, like Fate herself, I'm also evil and sadistic. I may never exorcise the demons of my past. Hurting you won't solve any of my problems. But I can damn sure take you down with me, and I'm gonna do just that, because I'm a cruel, destructive, vengeful man, and misery loves company. Get out here and take it like a man.
He tosses aside the microphone at that, and prepares for action. Strong words there by Lance Errington... but now "Shame" by Rollins Band is playing, and that brings out their opponents! Here come Falcon and Salvaje Demonio, accompanied by Lady Erica Whitmore... and if they're in the least bit intimidated by Lance Errington's promises, they're not showing it! They come to the ring, and Falcon whispers something to Lady Erica Whitmore at the last minute, then they climb inside! They start going at it with Lance Errington and Chris Champlain right away, and Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell!
Lance Errington & Chris Champlain
vs.
Falcon & Salvaje
Demonio
w/Lady Erica Whitmore
All four men are very skilled wrestlers and brawlers, and they face off against each other in a series of even confrontations, with no one person getting the upper hand. But when Lance Errington gets into the ring with Falcon, he seems to come unglued, charging at him in a rage and assaulting him viciously. Falcon is caught off-guard by Lance Errington's aggression, but he soon turns it to his advantage by capitalizing on a few mistakes, taking control of the match. He tags in Salvaje Demonio, who works over Lance Errington himself for a while before bringing Falcon back in. Lance Errington seems like he could use a tag as Falcon continues to apply punishment, but when he catches Falcon with a quick jawbreaker, he continues to go on the offense, continuing his single-minded assault of Falcon rather than tagging in Chris Champlain.
Lance Errington takes the advantage, despite his somewhat weary physical state, and begins working Falcon over viciously, targeting his right knee to set up the Scorpion Deathlock and perhaps neutralize the superkick. After a few minutes of assault, Lance Errington, who never once tags out to Chris Champlain, grabs Falcon's legs and hooks him in the Scorpion Deathlock! Falcon begins struggling and trying to fight his way free... and after a lengthy struggle, he makes it to his corner and makes a tag to Salvaje Demonio! Lance Errington, still battered and tired, is completely caught off-guard by Salvaje Demonio's flurry of offense, which takes him down repeatedly. He should've tagged Chris Champlain when he had the chance... now he's paying for it, in a big way!
Seeing Lance Errington's weakened state after hitting a few big moves, Salvaje Demonio decides to go in for the kill. He plants Lance Errington with a fireman's carry into a flapjack, then goes up to the top turnbuckle... and he leaps off with the Swandive Headbutt!! But Lance Errington moves out of the way!! Once again, both men are down. Lance Errington gets up, gritting his teeth with rage, but upon remembering that it's only Salvaje Demonio in the ring with him, he loses interest and tags in Chris Champlain. Chris Champlain charges Salvaje Demonio and pulls him up into a front facelock for a DDT... but Salvaje Demonio counters with a belly-to-belly suplex!! Chris Champlain's down... and Salvaje Demonio tags in Falcon!
Lance Errington immediately begins yelling and asking for a tag back in, but Chris Champlain charges at Falcon himself instead, but takes a dropkick as he does! Lance Errington comes in to join the fray, but Salvaje Demonio cuts him off, tossing him to the outside of the ring, then jumping out onto him with a flying cross bodypress! Inside the ring, Falcon runs with a limp into the ropes and goes for the Falconsault... but Chris Champlain ducks, and Falcon sails over him, and impressively lands on his feet... but winces at the sudden pressure in his knee on the landing, and gets brought down by a spinning clothesline from Chris Champlain!!
Chris Champlain plants Falcon with a piledriver for a near fall as Lance Errington low blows Salvaje Demonio on the outside, then goes up to the top turnbuckle... but Lance Errington climbs into the ring, crouches over Falcon, and begins beating the hell out of him with repeated right hand blows! Chris Champlain yells for Lance Errington to get out of the way... he can't do his top-rope move with Lance Errington on top of Falcon like this! Finally, Lance Errington hears him and starts to back off... but Salvaje Demonio jumps up on the apron and shoves Chris Champlain's ankle, causing him to fall crotch-first on the turnbuckles! Lance Errington turns to Salvaje Demonio in surprise... and Salvaje Demonio leaps up on the top rope, then jumps onto Lance Errington with a springboard cross bodypress!
Salvaje Demonio and Lance Errington are still going at it on the mat... and Chris Champlain's getting back up on the turnbuckle, but Falcon's getting to his feet too! Chris Champlain leaps off for a flying axhandle... BUT GETS A SUPERKICK!! Falcon just caught Chris Champlain with a superkick on his way down! Falcon staggers back from the pain in his right leg, leaning against the ropes for support... but Lance Errington just dumped Salvaje Demonio! He charges Falcon... but Falcon backdrops him out over the top rope to the floor! Lance Errington goes down in a heap on the floor, and Chris Champlain starts to get up... but Falcon kicks him in the midsection, then hooks him and lifts... FALCON ARROW!! He covers him... and gets three! Falcon and Salvaje Demonio win!!
Falcon
and Salvaje Demonio defeated Lance Errington and Chris Champlain
when Falcon pinned C. Champlain with the Falcon Arrow in 0:13:21.
Rating: *** 1/4
Falcon and Salvaje Demonio are our winners, and a lot of that is owed to Lance Errington's irrational hatred for Falcon. He's sprawled out on the floor now, and Falcon, Salvaje Demonio, and Lady Erica Whitmore are wisely taking their leave before he gets up, celebrating at the top of the ramp to the cheers of the crowd before heading backstage. As Lance Errington and Chris Champlain regroup in the ring, we're going to go backstage, where Ziggy Adderloaf is standing by backstage with Troy Black and Amy Lin, before they're set to go out for our main event match tonight!
Backstage...
Troy Black is standing backstage, arm in arm with Amy Lin, as Ziggy Adderloaf prepares to interview them. Tony Garcia is also there, standing to the side in quiet vigilance as Ziggy begins to speak.
Z. Adderloaf: Troy Black... I still can't believe it. The Grave Digger has actually accepted a handicap match against yourself and Tony Garcia at Gang Wars! That's just unbelievable...
T. Black: Believe it. I put in a call to my agents and lawyers, and they're getting the contract finalized right now. Since it's not a regular situation, I threw in a few clauses. First of all... this match will have elimination rules. If the Grave Digger wants to beat us, he has to pin both of us, or make us submit. That's not gonna happen. Second... whoever pins the Grave Digger wins the title. Tony and I... we don't care about egos anymore. I want to be the VCW World Champion, and Tony wants to be the VCW World Champion... but we BOTH want to get the belt off of the Grave Digger. It doesn't matter who wins it... we'll sort out the rest later. The only thing that matters is that the Grave Digger better have his own burial plot ready, because he's the next victim of the Black Plague's one hundred percent mortality rate.
Z. Adderloaf: I have to admit, it doesn't look good for the Grave Digger at Gang Wars. I'll get back to you in a minute... but first, Amy Lin... I have to ask you, what are you thinking with this restraining order against Melissa, and now sending hired thugs after her?
A. Lin: Ziggy, Melissa has one thing in common with you. She's a pervert. I don't know what sort of psychological imbalance gave her this weird obsession with me, and that's honestly a matter of business between Melissa and her therapist. And it's not just that she's a danger to me... when it comes down to it, I hate her guts. I kicked her pathetic ass already at Disaster Area, until she had to rip off my clothes to divert my attention from the match so she could survive another day. But even if Rex Richards and Komachi didn't get the job done tonight... there are more people who will. I'm not dirtying my hands again on that sick bitch. It's over, Melissa. Troy's mine, and you don't belong here anymore. You're no longer wanted in VCW, so get the HELL out.
Amy Lin pulls herself closer to Troy Black as her angry expression curls into a naughty smile.
Z. Adderloaf: Well, tonight, we have a match lined up... the two of you, Troy and Amy, against the Grave Digger and Christina Ellis. What are your thoughts on that match?
T. Black: Better odds than he'll have at Gang Wars. After we beat them tonight, in an even match, is there any question of what'll happen when we get in the ring at Gang Wars? Don't get me wrong... I could beat the Grave Digger singlehandedly. But I don't have to. Tonight, I'm gonna prove that we're still the superior wrestling force. At Gang Wars, we're taking no chances of him surviving on any sort of fluke... we're taking the title back
Z. Adderloaf: Thanks for your comments, guys... let's get to the ring and see that match next!
The camera fades out as Troy Black and Amy Lin depart, headed for the ring. Tony Garcia watches after them with an expressionless, ready stare, clutching his axe handle tightly.
We're back, and we're about ready for our main event! "Favorite Things" by Incubus begins playing, and the arena lights are replaced by the usual dim silver-blue lights. The crowd boos loudly as Troy Black and Amy Lin come out of the backstage entrance and make their way to the ring. Troy Black holds the ropes open for Amy Lin, and climbs in after her. Looking at the lineup for this match, it really looks pretty even, which drives home the point... either one of Troy Black or Tony Garcia is a worthy contender for the VCW World Title. How can ANYBODY defeat them both at once? Troy Black poses on the top turnbuckle to a huge chorus of boos from the crowd, then steps down and gives Amy Lin a hug before turning to the backstage entrance, waiting for the Grave Digger's entrance as the lights go back.
Now "Wait And Bleed" by Slipknot begins playing, and the crowd explodes into cheers!! Christina Ellis steps out of the backstage entrance, dressed to wrestle, and so does the VCW World Champion, all seven feet two inches of him! The Grave Digger walks to the ring, staring at Troy Black and Amy Lin. Let's not deny what's here... we're looking at the VCW World Champion, arguably the most dominant wrestler in VCW since Gabriel Black's run at the top, and the most technically solid female wrestler in the company! The Grave Digger's chances against Tony Garcia and Troy Black two-on-one are perhaps arguable, but their chances in this match don't look too bad at all. The Grave Digger also holds the ropes open for Christina Ellis as they come to the ring, then steps over the top rope... and Troy Black and Amy Lin rush them! They're attacking early, and Linda Peterson calls for the bell to begin this match!
Black Plague (Troy Black & Amy Lin)
vs.
Grave Digger & Christina Ellis
Amy Lin catches Christina Ellis with a cheap shot and dumps her out of the ring, and she and Troy Black start double teaming the Grave Digger... but without success. The Grave Digger simply swats Amy Lin aside, then begins assaulting Troy Black, nailing him with blows that send him flying halfway across the ring as each one connects. The Grave Digger's offense takes a brutal toll on Troy Black, sending him sprawling with several punches and a big Yakuza kick, and nailing him with a backbreaker that causes him to thrash around on the mat like a wounded animal. He picks him up in a Gorilla Press... and tosses him out of the ring INTO THE FIRST ROW!! Troy Black goes down in a heap among the fans, and the Grave Digger tags in Christina Ellis, who stares across the ring at Amy Lin and motions for her to get into the ring.
Amy Lin drops down off of the apron to help Troy Black over the guardrail and back into the ring, then takes the tag and squares off against Christina Ellis. Amy manages to keep up with Christina Ellis pretty well in the early goings... she's an accomplished martial artist and submission wrestler herself. But Christina Ellis takes the upper hand with her technical wrestling ability and aggression directed at Amy Lin, suplexing her repeatedly. It seems as though Amy Lin's in trouble against Christina Ellis, until she catches her with a quick eye gouge, then scurries to her corner and tags in Troy Black. Troy Black steps in, motioning with a few dismissive waves of his hand for Christina Ellis to tag in the Grave Digger... but Christina Ellis just goes into a fighting stance, daring Troy Black to come after her! Troy Black turns to Amy Lin, looking at her with a stare of disbelief... and Christina Ellis charges him, knocking him down with a dropkick!
Christina Ellis takes Troy Black down with a few more dropkicks, then follows that with a double underhook suplex and then a German suplex for a two count. She puts on a headlock as Troy Black gets up, clearly enjoying herself as she asserts her control over one of the best MALE wrestlers in VCW... but Troy Black easily lifts her for a belly-to-back suplex... but no, Christina Ellis flips out behind him! Troy Black whirls on her with a quick throat jab, but Christina Ellis ducks, hooking his arm, then brings the other one up in a full nelson... DRAGON SUPLEX!! She hit the Dragon Suplex on Troy Black... but it only gets two and a half! Christina Ellis was half a count away from beating Troy Black!!
Christina Ellis tags in the Grave Digger, and Troy Black looks up with dread, then looks to his own corner at Amy Lin, whose expression seems to say "Don't even THINK about tagging me in". The Grave Digger advances on Troy Black with a focused stare, absorbs a few blows, then begins assaulting Troy Black again, using his vast size and power advantage to maul Troy Black with devestating offensive moves and crushing blows. It needs to be remembered that the Grave Digger is roughly TWICE the size of Troy Black, and even proportionally, he's bigger in comparison to Troy than Troy was compared to Christina Ellis!
Troy Black finally seems to catch a break when he dodges out of the way of a kneelift in the corner, and the Grave Digger's knee hits the turnbuckle. Troy Black immediately focuses on the knee, kicking and stomping away at it, nailing the Grave Digger with dropkicks to the knee, taking him down and dropping elbows on the knee, and applying at various times a kneebar and a half Boston, both of which the Grave Digger escapes by dragging himself to the ropes. Troy Black takes the match to the outside and leaps onto the Grave Digger with an impressive tope con hilo, then assaults his knee further, using the ringsteps as a weapon above the protests of Linda Peterson. He's really trying to exploit this one weakness if he can... and even after rolling the Grave Digger back into the ring, he pulls him to the ringpost and applies a figure-four leglock around the ringpost! Linda Peterson forces him to break soon, but this single-minded assault could be taking its toll on the Grave Digger.
Back in the ring, Troy Black takes the Grave Digger down with a Rocker Dropper when he tries to stand, then drags him into the center of the ring and puts on a figure-four leglock! The Grave Digger's shoulders are down, and he's not moving! Linda Peterson counts him down... and at two, he sits up! He's staring at Troy Black, and there's no pain on his face, only anger! He reaches up... and he turns the figure-four leglock over! That wasn't even a struggle... he just turned the hold over instantly, like he was rolling over and Troy Black wasn't even there!! Troy Black releases the hold, and charges the Grave Digger, jumping at him with a leaping clothesline... but the Grave Digger catches him!! GRAVE YARD SLAM!! But Troy Black sits up... AND THE GRAVE DIGGER GRABS HIS THROAT!! He pulls Troy Black up... CHOKESLAM!! Troy Black is down, and the Grave Digger's looking out at the crowd, drawing his thumb across his throat in a signal for the Burial... but Amy Lin comes from behind and nails him with a low blow!!
The Grave Digger doubles over, and Amy Lin grabs Troy Black and drags him to their corner, then tags herself in! The Grave Digger looks up, with a look of total outrage on his face... but Amy Lin slides in from behind before he can turn around, and brings him down into a reverse kneebar! The Grave Digger looks up, and the ropes aren't quite in his reach... but Christina Ellis's hand is, and he makes the tag! Christina Ellis immediately comes in and catches Amy Lin with an elbowdrop before she can get up, then begins assaulting her! She hits Amy with several punches, then a few quick takedowns and dropkicks, before suplexing her repeatedly. Troy Black tries to come in and save, but the Grave Digger cuts him off and takes him to the outside of the ring!
Christina Ellis is still punishing Amy Lin on the inside of the ring, as Troy Black and the Grave Digger begin to brawl on the outside. Christina Ellis takes Amy Lin down with the Dragon Suplex... but Amy kicks out at two and nine-tenths!! She almost had her... but someone's running out of the backstage entrance! It's Tony Garcia, and he has a wooden axe handle! He comes from behind the Grave Digger, and whacks him in the knee with the wooden axe handle! The Grave Digger doubles over... and Troy Black gives him a double-arm DDT on the floor! But now Desmond's out of the backstage entrance, carrying a chair, and he nails Tony Garcia, as Christina Ellis gives Amy Lin the Ocean Cyclone suplex in the ring!! Linda Peterson counts... but Troy Black grabs Christina Ellis's ankle and pulls to break the pin just before three!
Troy Black climbs in the ring, and Christina Ellis gets up... but he nails her with a spin kick! Amy Lin grabs her from behind and holds her, and Troy takes aim... THROAT JAB!! He just nailed Christina Ellis squarely with that one, and she doubles over, clutching her throat, as Amy Lin releases her. Desmond climbs up on the apron, having dealth with Tony Garcia on the outside... but Troy Black knocks him off into the guardrail with a superkick! Amy Lin hooks Christina Ellis... DDT!! And she covers, and gets three! Damn it!!
The
Black Plague (Troy Black and Amy Lin) defeated Christina Ellis
and The Grave Digger when Lin pinned Christina after a DDT in
0:09:32.
Rating: **
Troy Black and Amy Lin just won this one, and they quickly scatter from the ring as the Grave Digger slides inside, a second too late to make the save. Troy Black and Amy Lin are retreating backstage with Tony Garcia now, and Desmond joins the Grave Digger and Christina Ellis in the ring, standing guard in case the Black Plague wants to try to come back in for more. Troy Black and Amy Lin won this time... is there any way that the Grave Digger can retain the VCW World Title at Gang Wars, faced with both Troy Black and Tony Garcia? We're out of time for tonight... we'll see you next week!
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