Monday Night Wrestling 06/25/01 (VCW 126)

Welcome, once again, to VCW Monday Night Wrestling, coming to you live from the First Union Center in Pennsylvania! We've got a big show on hand tonight... in the main event, the VCW World Champion, the Grave Digger, teams up with "The California Crippler", Ken Collins to battle Crimson and Tony Garcia! In addition, Lorenzo Vasquez will defend the VCW Intercontinental Title in a rematch against Johnny Smiles! A lot of the top stars of VCW are here tonight, and we're expecting to see a lot more great matches as well!

We're going to start the show off with a match right now, in fact. "Riders On The Storm" by Creed begins playing, and that brings out the New Immortals, "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario and "Beautiful" Bobby Danson, along with Nicole and Steve "Mongo" McMichael. The crowd boos as they come to the ring, smiling, waving, and hamming it up as they go. They climb inside and grab microphones, and this could get stupid really quick.

M. Lazzario: Hi, I'm "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario.

B. Danson: And I'm his tag team partner, "Beautiful" Bobby Danson. Together, we're the New Immortals. Two great wrestlers, one new-and-improved tag team. With us, as always, is our good friend, Mongo... and of course, the highly attractice Nicole.

Nicole smiles prettily, but the crowd just boos. Bobby Danson raises the microphone to speak again.

B. Danson: Now, I know this is gonna sound weird... but a lot of people don't believe we're really that tough! No, really... there are some poor misguided souls out there who think that "Beautiful" Bobby and "Magnificent" Moy are... believe it or not... a pair of sissies! Us, a pair of sissies!

The crowd cheers loudly... most of them share that sentiment. The New Immortals do have something of a pretty-boy image... but now Mongo has a microphone! Uh-oh...

S. McMichael: You wanna talk about sissies, baby, you've gotta be talking about the Eagles! You Philadelphia cheeseheads are lucky I don't stomp on into your pre-season training and sack their sorry asses, my friend!

The crowd boos loudly, and Steve McMichael just smiles as the New Immortals look on in approval. Finally, Moy Lazzario shoots Bobby Danson a questioning glance.

M. Lazzario: But... you're serious? People actually think the New Immortals are sissies?

B. Danson: Yeah, no kidding. But it's not true. Just the other day, I was driving down through the mean, savage south end of Cherry Hills, bumping some straight Tori Amos with my rocking sound system, and I was headed to the coffee shop when this teenaged punk on the street who didn't even have his SHIRT tucked in started making fun of me because of my teddy bear bumper sticker...

M. Lazzario: He made fun of your bumper sticker? You're kidding! That thing rules!

B. Danson: Yeah, but wait until you hear what I did. I jumped out of the car and shoved him down on his sidewalk, and took his wallet out of his pocket...

M. Lazzario: Yeah? Then what?

B. Danson: Then I took out his driver's liscence, got his name and address, then gave him the wallet back, helped him up, and sent him on his way... but THEN I went to a payphone, looked him up, and told his parents about his juvenile delinquency! He'll be grounded for a whole WEEK now!! HA!!

M. Lazzario: And people think you're a sissy! Unbelievable how ignorant they are. Anyway... it's a good thing you brought this up, because now we're gonna get the chance to show the whole world who the sissies are. Tonight, we've got a match with Stiff Competition... and we'll show people that THEY'RE the sissies.

B. Danson: I know... that Dean Sanders guy is so damn British anyway, with all his tea and crumpets and figgy pudding... we'll show--

Hold it, "War Machine" by KISS begins playing now, and the crowd bursts into a loud round of cheers as Stiff Competition, Bass Rogers and Dean Sanders, begin making their way to the ring! They've been pretty dominant recently, and if the New Immortals really want to prove that they're tough guys, here are two tough guys who're ready to give them as much of a fight as they can handle. Bass Rogers and Dean Sanders climb into the ring and prepare for battle as Bobcat McGavin calls for the bell!

New Immortals
w/Nicole & Steve McMichael

vs.

Stiff Competition

Stiff Competition dominates this match from pretty much the opening bell, abusing Bobby Danson and Moy Lazzario from the opening bell. The power of Bobby Danson and the athleticism of Moy Lazzario keep them in the match for a while, but they're clearly outclassed, and Bass Rogers and Dean Sanders generally beat the hell out of them. When Bobby Danson manages to dump Dean Sanders to the outside, the interference of Mongo and Nicole enables the New Immortals to seize a brief advantage, but when Moy Lazzario goes for the Ace Crusher, Dean Sanders instead grabs him by the waist and shifts into a belly-to-back suplex, then tags in Bass Rogers! Bass Rogers goes berserk upon hitting the ring, and Dean Sanders comes in to help him as the New Immortals desperately try to fight back. Even Mongo climbs into the ring, but Bass Rogers doubles him over with a punch to the midsection, then tosses him out, shortly before crunching Moy Lazzario with a power bomb for the three count.

Stiff Competition defeated The New Immortals when B. Rogers pinned M. Lazzario after a power bomb in 0:05:05.
Rating: 3/4*

The crowd cheers as Stiff Competition are announced as the winners... and it looks like they just steamrolled over the New Immortals tonight! They're really looking strong, and with the Ontario Colour Show and the team of Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon both in questionable status right now, Stiff Competition may be poised to become the top tag team in VCW! As they celebrate in the ring, we understand there's a camera backstage with the Black Plague... let's take a look at that now!

Backstage...

Backstage, the entire Black Plague is assembled in their locker room. Troy Black is sitting next to Amy Lin on a sofa, with Tony Garcia, Brujah, Lorenzo Vasquez, and Rebecca Black sitting around them in chairs.

T. Black: Look at us. The great and powerful Black Plague... defeated by ONE man at Gang Wars. Every last one of us. And after thinking about it for a while, I think I know why that is.

Troy Black turns to Tony Garcia.

T. Black: Tony... you brought the wooden axe handle into the ring. The Grave Digger got his hands on it. Without that axe handle, the numbers would have been too much for him. We would have overcame him. It would have WORKED. I hold you responsible for what happened at Gang Wars.

Tony Garcia frowns and strokes his chin.

T. Garcia: You know... maybe you've got a point. Maybe I made a mistake back there.

L. Vasquez: Yeah, and while we're at it here, what about you losing to Ken Collins two weeks ago? You told him he'd have to go through you to get a shot at me, then told me it'd never happen... but then it did. Now I've got a match with that crazy son of a bitch written in for Blood and Thunder. That wasn't supposed to happen, Tony.

A. Lin: And let me bring up one other thing here. Remember when you were supposed to take out Desmond, after Disaster Area? He turned on us, and you were supposed to come out that night and deal with him... but he's still walking around without a horrible, crippling injury. In fact, he almost beat you that night. We're still waiting on his dose of Tony Garcia locker room justice, and it looks like we'll be waiting for a good long time.

T. Garcia: Yeah... okay. I guess all our problems have a real easy solution, don't they? It's me. Well, let me put it to you like this. If you can't pull your own damn weight, don't go relying on me to jump in and do it for you, then bitch at me when I don't do it right. I can still take care of business... but I think it's high time some of you started handling your own business instead of dumping it on me.

Tony Garcia glares around at the rest of the people in the locker room defensively, but none of them say anything more for a second or two before Troy speaks.

T. Black: You're teaming up with Crimson against the Grave Digger and Ken Collins tonight. You're sure that won't be a problem?

T. Garcia: No problem.

T. Black: Good. Now, other things. Amy... I went ahead and signed you up for a match tonight. You and Virginia against Desmond and Christina.

A. Lin: No Melissa?

T. Black: Here's the good part. I signed myself up for a match too. One-on-one. With Melissa.

Amy Lin's face lights up, and she throws her arms around Troy's neck.

A. Lin: Thank you SO much! God, Troy... you're wonderful.

T. Black: Yeah, I know I am. So--

The door suddenly opens, and Jennie sticks her head in.

Jennie: Um... Brujah? Your match is up in a few seconds.

Brujah stands up, wearing the VCW Television Title, and looks around.

Brujah: Right. See you guys later.

Brujah steps out of the room, then closes the door behind them.

T. Black: One last thing. Lorenzo... about your rematch with Johnny. Everything taken care of?

L. Vasquez: No problem. I beat that son of a bitch once, and I can beat him again.

T. Black: Good. We haven't fallen so far that we'll lose to HIM. I think everybody's ready to write us off, after what happened at Gang Wars. But tonight's where it starts to turn around.

The camera fades out on the Black Plague dressing room.

We're back at ringside now, and ready to go into our next match. "Stuntman" by 24-7 Spyz begins playing, and Tommy Hustle comes out of the backstage entrance, getting a modest round of cheers from the crowd. He's got a big opportunity tonight... he'll face Brujah in the next match, for the VCW Television Title. He still looks pretty cool and composed as he comes to the ring, and begins awaiting Brujah's arrival.

Now "Woke Up This Morning (Chosen One Mix)" by Alabama Three begins playing, and the crowd boos loudly as Brujah steps out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Jennie and wearing the VCW Television Title. He glares around at the booing crowd, then begins making his way to the ring, looking up briefly to shoot the cameras and Tommy Hustle a look of disdain and annoyance. He takes off the VCW Television Title and hands it to Jennie, then turns back to the ring as Linda Peterson enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin the match!

For the VCW Television Title:

Brujah (c)
w/Jennie

vs.

Tommy Hustle

At the start of the match, Tommy Hustle shows that he has more quickness and finesse than Brujah, getting in some nice early moves and making use of some fast, energetic offense. But when Brujah gets in his shots, he makes them count, beating the hell out of Tommy Hustle with stiff blows and slams, and staying on him with a rabid, singleminded focus. Tommy Hustle fights back, but his high-energy onslaught slows as Brujah beats him senseless. Brujah begins working his back over, presumably to set up the power bomb, and Tommy Hustle soon finds himself in a world of pain. He continues to fight back with a lot of spirit, but then Brujah takes him down in the middle and puts on a rear chinlock. Tommy Hustle fights his way free after about half a minute, then goes on the offensive, hitting Brujah with a flurry of quick moves, including a flying cross bodypress to the outside and a springboard Thesz press on the way back in for a near fall. But when he goes for the backdrop driver, Brujah whirls and knocks the taste out of his mouth with a devestating elbow, then mows him down with a lariat. After that, a spinebuster gets a near fall, and the Power Bomb finishes the job.

Brujah pinned Tommy Hustle with the Power Bomb in 0:05:44.
Rating: *
(Brujah retained the VCW Television Title.)

Brujah is the victor here... his sheer aggression and vicious streak paid off once again, and he continues his run with the VCW Television Title. Tommy Hustle starts to get up, and Brujah glares down at him with contempt, then drops him again with a solid punch to the forehead. Jennie rushes to Brujah's side, objecting to the excessive violence, and he says something to her, puts a hand on her shoulder, then steps out of the ring and grabs the VCW Television Title. The crowd boos as Brujah and Jennie begin heading backstage... but as they do, we're going to go to some footage from the Imperial Palace of Arkanov!

In the Imperial Palace of Arkanov...

Queen Morgana is sitting on her throne in the throne room. It's a majestic, but dark room crafted of smooth black stone and lit by several candleabras. As she sits in the room, two guards dressed in spiked black plate armor escort a woman with dark brown hair and black robes into the room.

Guard: Your Excellency... we present your Head Witch and Court Advisor, Alanis.

The woman, Alanis, steps forward and kneels before the queen.

Alanis: Your Excellency summons me?

Q. Morgana: Indeed I have. Guards... you will leave us.

The two guards step out of the room. At a signal from Queen Morgana, Alanis rises from her kneeling position.

Q. Morgana: You know my quest for the Eternal Stone. The insolent fools of Bonarbor have been taught to fear my power... but they will not reveal the location of the Eternal Stone, and neither you nor any of my other minions seem to have any ability to find new information. Even my agent within Bonarbor has learned nothing.

Alanis: Your Excellency... I assure you that I have personally made every effort imaginable--

Q. Morgana: Your excuses will not be necessary. I understand and accept the limitations of those who serve me. But this leads me to believe that I must enlist a special servant for this task. And you will help me. As a witch, you know much of trafficking with spirits... tonight, we shall combine our powers and summon a succubus demon.

Alanis: Do you mean to trust the task of locating the Eternal Stone to such a treacherous minion?

Q. Morgana: Even the demons of the Abyss must be forced to admit my power. Even a succubus demon would not dare to confront me. And aside from that... together we shall bind it into subservience. Do you recall the ceremony?

Alanis: I do. Do you intend to perform the summoning now?

Q. Morgana: There is no reason to hesitate. Let us begin.

Queen Morgana opens a chest at the side of the room, and opens it, producing a leather pouch, a glass jar, and a large, black feather. She opens the jar and dips the tip of the feather inside of it, covering it in a red liquid, then paints a large pentagram in a circle on the floor with the red liquid. She looks at Alanis and nods, and the two women begin slowly circling the pentagram, chanting and gesturing at it.

Q. Morgana: Demons of the Abyss, heed my commands!

Alanis: Spawn of the underworld, hear our orders!

Q. Morgana: As darkness falls upon the land,
I summon you with a command;
I come before you to demand
Your aid in a most wicked plan.

Alanis: We command you, ones who dwell
In a fiery, burning hell,
To answer our infernal spell;
Come to us now, and serve us well.

Q. Morgana: Succubus demon, appear before me!

Alanis: Infernal temptress, come to our circle!

Q. Morgana & Alanis: On this most foul and awful night
We call upon your evil might
To bring upon this world a blight
That tortures foes with no respite.

The time of summoning draws near,
And we control your heart through fear.
Your service is required here,
So we command you now: appear!!

Queen Morgana throws down a handful of powder from the pouch, and a cloud of thick smoke rises up from inside the pentagram. As it clears, an attractive, athletic woman with long, raven-black hair stands in the middle of it, wearing a brassiere and breechcloth fashioned of bronze chain mail. She appears normal, but as she stares at Queen Morgana and Alanis with hate, it's clear that her eyes are red, and she has sharp canine teeth.

Alanis: The succubus demon! She is here!!

Succubus: What is the name of the weak-minded mortal who dares to demand my servitude?

Queen Morgana snarls at her, then hits her with a backhand slap that sends her flying through the air... for a foot or two, until she suddenly collides against thin air at the edge of the pentagram and slumps to the floor.

Q. Morgana: No... what is the name of the insolent wretch who dares to speak to the mighty Queen Morgana with such disrespect!?

Succubus: You wish to hear my name? You shall tremble in fear at the sound of it.

Q. Morgana: Oh? Shall I step into the pentagram with you and see who will tremble in fear? I demanded your name, and I shall have it.

Succubus: My name is Lazalyth, Chosen Consort to Drezdaal, the Lord of the Eighty-Seventh Layer of the Abyss. Cower before--

Queen Morgana laughs openly at Lazalyth's menacing tone.

Q. Morgana: You expect the queen who rules the Arkanovian Empire to tremble before a minor demon lordling's strumpet? Feel fortunate that I do not inflict torments upon you such as you have never experienced in the Abyss.

Lazalyth's angry glare fades, as she casts her eyes to the floor, humbled.

Lazalyth: My apologies, mistress. The ultimate power is yours. What would you have me do?

Q. Morgana: I wish for you to locate the Eternal Stone.

Lazalyth: An extremely difficult task. I shall need much time to gather power to defeat the wards and magical shrouds placed upon it.

Q. Morgana: You shall have your time. But knowing that your kind draws energy by tempting mortals into acts of carnal sin, I will send you forth into the cesspool of lust and depravity that is known as Earth.

Lazalyth's face lights up with a feral smile.

Lazalyth: Ooh, yesss... I promise you, I shall accumulate the power that I need there in mere weeks.

Q. Morgana: As I had hoped.

Queen Morgana draws her hands up, and the red outline of the pentagram draws up from the floor, and flows through the air back into the glass jar that had held it.

Q. Morgana: Now, go. I trust that you will not disappoint me.

Lazalyth: Your trust shall not prove to be misplaced.

At a gesture from Queen Morgana, a swirling magical portal appears, and Lazalyth walks through it, disappearing, as the scene in the palace fades out.

That was certainly strange, and as usual, we'll let that segment speak for itself. And now "You Oughtta Know" by Alanis Morissette begins playing, and that heralds the entrance of a foul temptress of a different sort, as Amy Lin and Virginia step out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Rebecca Black, to a huge round of boos from the crowd. They walk to the ring, talking and smiling confidently... we know that Amy's very happy that Troy Black will be facing Melissa DelArmeggio later on tonight. As they enter the ring, Amy Lin grabs a microphone... what's she going to say?

A. Lin: You know... not everything that happened at Gang Wars a miscarriage of justice. At Gang Wars, let's not forget that my team in the War Games Match not only defeated Melissa's... it utterly DESTROYED them. There was no cheating, no shady tactics... simply the three most dominant women in VCW proving rightfully that we're the best. And because of that, I now have the right to decide the time, place, and stipulations of my next match with Melissa.

The crowd boos, but Amy Lin's actually telling the truth. Her team did win the War Games Match at Gang Wars decisively, and because of that she now has the right to call the shots regarding her next in-ring meeting with Melissa.

A. Lin: First of all, there's the time and place... and, hell, I don't know. Can you think of any better time and place than right here, tonight!?

The crowd explodes into cheers, as Amy Lin looks to Rebecca Black with a smile, and Rebecca Black takes the microphone.

R. Black: Yeah, actually. How about Blood and Thunder? I mean, these people here are a bunch of idiots who don't deserve that kind of match...

The crowd boos loudly, and a chant of "SLUT!" begins in the crowd. A few pieces of trash are thrown into the ring, including a cup of soda that strikes Amy Lin in the chest, drenching her with ice and cola. She screams in outrage as she stares around at them.

A. Lin: That does it, you stupid motherfuckers!! You throw ONE more piece of trash at me, and I'm walking backstage and telling Tony Garcia to take a hike on this fucking show so you won't get your fucking main event!!

Of course the crowd rains a deluge of trash down on the ring, and Rebecca Black dives for cover behind Virginia. Amy Lin turns and begins stalking out of the ring, but Rebecca Black and Virginia stop her and start talking to her, and evidently they convince her to change her mind, because she turns back to address the crowd.

A. Lin: First of all, though... I'm gonna tell you about my match with Melissa. You know, the one that's NOT happening tonight. It will be at Blood and Thunder, and I want some stipulations. I know everyone's been wanting a Street Fight, or a Hardcore Cage Match, or maybe some kind of perverted nonsense, but that's just not good enough. After she stripped me at Disaster Area, I vowed that I was going to make her life a living hell. And I started thinking over how I could do just that... and if you saw Wrestlewar III, maybe you'll get an idea of what popped into my head. So, at Blood and Thunder, I want my match with Melissa DelArmeggio to be just like a certain match at Wrestlewar III... I want it to be a LIVING HELL MATCH.

The crowd actually explodes into cheers for that announcement... that was probably the most brutal match in VCW history, and Amy Lin wants to recreate it at Blood and Thunder! There's no question, she wants this one to be final...

A. Lin: And I've got some stipulations to add. At first, I thought maybe the loser should have to strip completely naked... after all, then everybody could see that her tits sag down to her knees when she's not wearing a bra--it's true, I have my sources--and on top of that, it's a little poetic justice after Disaster Area. But then I realized that that wasn't good enough. And besides, I'm not inclined to share. So I'll raise the stakes even higher.

Amy Lin pauses, pacing around the ring, and the crowd's boos hush as they wait to see what she might mean.

A. Lin: Here's what I decided. If I lose the Living Hell Match at Blood and Thunder... if Melissa pins me or makes me submit... I'll FUCKING leave this company. If I'm not good enough to beat Melissa, to utterly destroy her in the middle of the ring... then I don't DESERVE to be in VCW anymore. Melissa, if you can somehow beat me... I'll be GONE.

The crowd cheers loudly! Amy Lin's promising to leave VCW if she can't defeat Melissa... but we know there has to be a catch.

A. Lin: BUT... when I beat you, you're not getting out of it with any momentary humilation or flesh wound. I'm sure you'll have plenty of wounds by that time... but here's the other stipulation. When I beat you... to put it simply, you'll be my slave. My personal lapdog, my personal trophy, my personal BITCH... free to abuse, kick, and USE in ANY way that I want, until your current contract runs out in November. And I know you've been put to similar stipulations, and you've weaselled out of them by going home to play tennis... so before I'll take this match, I want your little friends to put their contracts up as collateral, just so that you won't think of running out on your obligations this time.

What? Is there any way Amy Lin could get them to do that!? But before Amy Lin can elaborate, "New World Order" by Ministry kicks on, and the crowd cheers as Desmond and Christina Ellis come out of the backstage entrance. Christina Ellis has a microphone, and she raises it immediately as she glares at Amy Lin.

C. Ellis: You don't think we see what you're doing? A Living Hell Match, with stakes like that? You're trying to make a match that Melissa won't accept... and that's just not going to happen. Because if I know Melissa, I know that there's NOTHING that she wouldn't do, no risk she wouldn't take, for the chance to get rid of you once and for all. I can't speak for her officially... but I think you just got yourself a match.

The crowd cheers loudly, but Amy Lin doesn't seem thrown off... she just nods and smiles.

A. Lin: Good. But now there's a question you have to ask yourself... when Melissa loses that match, and I force her to become my personal pet, are you willing to bet your career that she won't back out of the stipulations?

C. Ellis: It doesn't matter what I have to put on the line... I want to get rid of you almost as badly as she does. But it's funny you should bring up the idea of making someone your lapdog... isn't that all you've ever been to anybody? I mean, first with Strahd, then with Jerry Savage, and now with Troy Black... as far as I can remember you've been bouncing around from one man's bed to another, just to keep employed. I'm sure it's not your wrestling ability... I mean, you were the weak link of the Ultimate Alliance, the weak link of Simply the Best, and now you're the weak link of the Black Plague. Aside from the whole thing about being Troy Black's personal sperm bank... why exactly DO they keep you around, anyway?

A. Lin: You think I'M some kind of weak link? I've never been pinned or submitted in VCW... and that's more than any other member of the Black Plague can say. I'm not the weak link of anything. But how many times have I beaten you? Three times? Four? I think I lost count. But it'll be one more after tonight. Maybe it'll be a good thing if Melissa DOES weasel out of the stipulations in the match after I beat her, and your VCW contract gets voided... you can take your Xena: Warrior Princess act on over to Sailor Moon Pro Wrestling back in Japan, because it's not working for you here.

C. Ellis: All the same, that probably won't happen... you're gonna get your ass kicked at Blood and Thunder, but first, you're gonna get your ass kicked tonight.

Christina Ellis tosses aside the microphone, and she and Desmond begin heading for the ring! They climb inside, and Brendan Powers calls for the bell to begin the match!

Amy Lin & Virginia
w/Rebecca Black

vs.

Christina Ellis & Desmond

Christina Ellis starts the match off against Amy Lin, doing her best to outwrestle her and show her weaknesses to the crowd. Amy Lin puts up an admirable fight, using her martial arts skills and submission wrestling to hold her own, but Christina Ellis seems to be slowly gaining the advantage, so Amy tags out to Virginia. Despite Virginia's size and power, Christina Ellis keeps the advantage, staying out of her grasp, until Rebecca Black trips her on the outside, causing her to stumble into a big clothesline from Virginia. Virginia and Amy Lin take turns working Christina over for a while, gaining the decisive advantage, but when Amy Lin goes for the double arm DDT, Christina Ellis blocks, then takes her down with a belly-to-belly suplex! Amy Lin and Christina Ellis both get up a little slowly, but Christina Ellis ducks a spin kick, then slips around to take Amy Lin down with a belly-to-back suplex! Both women are down again from that, and both crawl to their corners for the tag... Amy Lin tags in Virginia, and Christina Ellis tags in Desmond!

Desmond comes in and immediately tosses aside his half-mask, opening up on Virginia with a barrage of heavy offense, then doing the same for Amy Lin when she comes in. Christina Ellis moves to cut off Amy Lin, neutralizing her as Desmond sends Virginia spilling to the outside of the ring with a Yakuza kick. Desmond follows her out, continuing to dish out punishment, but Rebecca Black gives him a low blow from behind, and Virginia mows him down with a clothesline, then takes him head-first into the ringpost. She takes him back into the ring, as Christina Ellis and Amy Lin continue to go at it, then covers for two and a half. She whips him into the ropes and gives him a spinebuster, but he still gets a shoulder up at two and a half! Virginia picks Desmond up on her shoulders and goes into a spin for the Virgin Sacrifice, but Desmond slips out behind her! Virginia turns around, into a kick to the midsection!! OUTCAST!! Virginia pops straight up to her feet with a vacant stare, then slowly crumbles, falling to her knees, then flat on her face. Desmond makes the cover, as Christina Ellis brings Amy Lin crashing down on her head with a backdrop driver on the other side, and he gets the three count!!

Desmond and Christina Ellis defeated Amy Lin and Virginia when Desmond pinned Virginia with the Outcast in 0:07:35.
Rating: DUD

Desmond and Christina Ellis are your winners, and they roll out of the ring, smiling, with their arms raised in victory, as Rebecca Black enters the ring to tend to and console Amy Lin and Virginia. As they make their way backstage, we're going to also go backstage, where we understand some problems have arisen in the Technicians! Let's go right to that!

Backstage...

Owen Addison, Paul Canyon, and Tim Bell are backstage in a locker room, and it appears that Owen Addison and Paul Canyon are arguing with one another, sitting across from each other on benches, as Tim Bell tries to ignore it all in a corner of the room.

P. Canyon: Look, it's stupid to just give up on the team because of a few little accidents that happened. How was I supposed to know he'd reverse the Irish whip at Gang Wars? We're still the best tag team in VCW. Look at who's got the belts now. Jack Norman and Butch Manson. All we need to do is refocus, and those titles are ours for the taking.

O. Addison: Forget it. I need to move on, and so do you. How long's it been that this team hasn't been working? Ever since No Quarter. Ever since Jennie ran out on us for that Eurotrash son of a bitch Brujah, and you haven't been willing to accept that she's the enemy now. Forget that. I've got my own career to worry about.

P. Canyon: And you really think that splitting up the team is the best thing for your career?

O. Addison: About four months ago, I'd have never considered it. But all good things have to come to an end. This team is one of them. Our success as a tag team already HAS come to an end. It's not too long ago when I pinned Troy Black himself... and if I can beat Troy Black, then I've sure as hell got no intention of with an arrangement where we both lose to Jacob Idol with four-on-one odds on our side.

P. Canyon: Just give me one more match with you, and I'll PROVE to you that we're still the best. That's all I need.

O. Addison: One more tag team match with me? ... You've got it. But it'll be AGAINST me. Go find yourself a partner, and come to face me and Tim Bell out there... and who knows, maybe you'll change my mind.

Paul Canyon doesn't seem to have quite wanted that, but he nods anyway.

P. Canyon: If that's how it has to be... then that's what I'll do. You've got a match.

Paul Canyon turns and walks out of the room, and Tim Bell turns to Owen Addison.

T. Bell: Ever occur for you to take this up with Jacob Idol? Seeing as he's the one who beat you guys at Gang Wars, I mean.

O. Addison: Jacob Idol? What do I have left to prove against him? Everyone knows that was a fluke... Idol himself knows that was a fluke. But it's a damn good thing Rob Solomon's out... we couldn't afford this kind of turmoil if they were at full strength.

T. Bell: Are you sure we can afford it now? I'm just wondering if you're sure you've got your priorities in order.

O. Addison: My priorities are definitely in order. Before I get things accomplished, I have to get things organized.

Tim Bell just shrugs as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and now "Talk Dirty To Me" by Poison is playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers as Marty Jannetty comes out of the backstage entrance. He jogs to the ring, slapping hands with members of the crowd, then climbs inside to play air guitar and headbang, earning more cheers. He grabs a microphone as the music dies down, then turns to the crowd... what's this?

M. Jannetty: As much as it totally rocks to be here in Philadelphia tonight, I didn't come here just to party. My super awesome partner, Lars Coverdale, got beat up last week by a totally lame wanna-be cowboy or something, and that REALLY sucked. But tonight, I'm gonna make up for it, because I'm calling David Wright Hubbard for a totally righteous beating, right here, right now! Get out here, dude, because you've gotta learn that you just don't mess... with the Express.

Oh, no... is he suicidal!? We have to hope that David Wright Hubbard's not in the building just yet... but "War Pigs" by Black Sabbath kicks on, and clearly he's here, because here he comes! The crowd boos loudly, but David Wright Hubbard pays them no mind, focused on the ring and Marty Jannetty with an angry stare. Marty Jannetty puts up his fists, daring David Wright Hubbard to step into the ring with him, and David Wright Hubbard doesn't even seem to find it amusing as he climbs inside! Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and this match is on!

David Wright Hubbard

vs.

"The Heartbreak Dude" Marty Jannetty

Marty Jannetty gets in a few quick takedowns with dropkicks and armdrags near the beginning of the match, but apart from that he finds himself utterly outmatched. David Wright Hubbard comes out swinging and mauls him from one end of the ring to the other, brutalizing him with big right hands and power moves. After only a minute or so of this devestating abuse, he firmly plants Marty Jannetty with a power bomb, then covers, but pulls him up at two. He gives Marty Jannetty a second power bomb, despite the boos of the crowd and protests from Jerry Rogers, then sets him up on the top turnbuckle, climbs up with him, and drills him down into the mat with a huge top-rope power bomb! Marty Jannetty is left limp in the middle of the ring, and David Wright Hubbard puts one finger over his chest for the cover, and gets three!

David Wright Hubbard pinned Marty Jannetty after a top-rope power bomb in 0:01:56.
Rating: * 1/4

Marty Jannetty has been utterly laid to waste... and now David Wright Hubbard's calling for a microphone! He quickly gets one, and stands over Marty Jannetty with it, looking around the ring, then staring up the entrance ramp as the crowd boos him loudly.

D.W. Hubbard: You see that, Lars!? Your friend just came in here, and he called me out. This dumb son of a bitch called me out, and he got his ass whipped. It ain't no big thing for me to whip a man's ass, can't you see? You still think you're hot stuff after Gang Wars? Look at this, you stupid piece of crap. Last week, I whipped your ass. This week, I whipped your little friend's ass. And if I don't hear you come out here soon and tell all these people that you ain't half the man that I am, that you didn't beat a damn thing at Gang Wars... if you ain't gonna set the record straight, I'm gonna whip your sorry ass again.

David Wright Hubbard stomps down on the motionless body of Marty Jannetty one last time.

D.W. Hubbard: That could be you, boy. How do you like me now!?

The crowd continues to boo as David Wright Hubbard leaves the ring and begins walking backstage. He just destroyed Marty Jannetty, and this whole situation isn't right. Marty didn't deserve this kind of assault, and Lars Coverdale doesn't deserve this kind of reaction from David Wright Hubbard either! He was in the right place at the right time in terms of winning at Gang Wars, but David Wright Hubbard has taken that loss entirely out of proportion. Some medics are coming out for Marty Jannetty, who may have been seriously hurt by that assault... but as that takes place, we're going to go backstage, where we understand we have a disturbance in a conference room!

Backstage...

A conference appears to be taking place at a large table, with VCW Commissioner James Applebee sitting at the head of the table, and numerous VCW officials and committee members sitting around the table with him. But the meeting is abruptly interrupted as the door is flung open, and Crimson storms inside. James Applebee rises up from his seat as soon as he sees him.

J. Applebee: What the hell are you doing!? We've got a meeting in here!

Crimson: I've got a pair of eyes, you dumb son of a bitch. I can see what you're doing just fine. But I think I have a little something to bring to the table here. Specifically, I've come to this meeting representing the Homicide Road Tour, and I'm here to bar the door and kick the shit outta every last motherfucker in here unless I get a good reason why that's not a good idea.

J. Applebee: You want a good reason not to do that? How about because we could have you arrested?

Crimson: Yeah, you just do that, and then you'll have the satisfaction of knowing I'm in the big house while you're in the hospital, learning to walk again and sucking mush through a straw for dinner. I think we can make that work.

J. Applebee: For God's sake, Crimson... what the hell do you WANT? You've been on a total rampage for the last month or two. There has to be something that you want to get out of all this.

Crimson: Yeah, actually... there is one thing I wouldn't mind having. I want my damn belt back. I lost it at Wrestlewar... and even though I kicked David Wright Hubbard's ass half a dozen times, I never got a rematch. Not once. Now I'm stuck here in this match with Tony Garcia against the Grave Digger and Ken Collins tonight... but I'm still not getting a title shot. I got the whole damn locker room scared that their ass is gonna be next on the Homicide Road Tour... still no fucking title shot. And it's starting to piss me off a little bit.

J. Applebee: You want a match with the Grave Digger?

Crimson: Yeah. I ain't gonna sit here like the Black Plague and ask for a half-dozen different matches with him... you put that big piece of shit in the ring with me, one-on-one, just ONCE... and I guarantee you it's his ass.

J. Applebee: I have to admit... you're probably the top contender for the VCW World Title, as it stands right now. And we need a big main event for a big pay-per-view coming up... you've got it. You've got a match with the Grave Digger, one-on-one, for the VCW World Title, at Blood and Thunder. You want your title back? Let's see if you can TAKE it back.

Crimson just sneers at James Applebee and shoves him back casually.

Crimson: That ain't gonna be a problem. Consider yourself lucky, little man... the Homicide Road Tour just cancelled its stop for today. So y'all can go back to the meeting... but after it's done, you better watch the main event to see just what you got yourself into.

Crimson turns and steps out of the room, and James Applebee exchanges an uneasy glance with the rest of the assembled executives and officials as the camera fades out on the scene.

We're back, and we're ready for our next match! "Magical Mystery Tour" by the Beatles begins playing, and the crowd cheers as Paul Canyon and "Skyhawk" Quinn Harper come out of the backstage entrance and begin making their way to the ring. Owen Addison challenged Paul Canyon to find a partner and meet him and Tim Bell in a match tonight, and it looks like he's chosen Quinn Harper here. They climb into the ring, and Quinn Harper does a series of backflips, then poses for more cheers from the crowd, but Paul Canyon looks a little more solemn and thoughtful. It doesn't seem as if he really wants this match, but at the same time he wants to prove himself to Owen and reunite the Ontario Colour Show.

And now "Until It Sleeps" by Metallica begins playing, and Owen Addison and Tim Bell make their way out of the backstage entrance, getting a round of cheers with some faint boos included too. Evidently the crowd sympathizes with Paul Canyon's situation a little more, but Owen Addison doesn't seem to take notice of them as he heads for the ring, with the same calculating stare that we've seen on his face so many times as he sizes up his opponents. Owen Addison and Tim Bell enter the ring, and Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin this match!

Paul Canyon & "Skyhawk" Quinn Harper

vs.

Technicians (Owen Addison & Tim Bell)

The four men take their turns facing off and trading moves, and it becomes clear at the start that Quinn Harper's not the equal of Tim Bell or Owen Addison in terms of sheer technical wrestling ability. But when Paul Canyon goes in against Owen Addison, it's a different story, as they trade the advantage often, with neither man gaining the advantage long enough to do any serious damage. They both know each other very well, and frequently counter one another's moves, but finally Owen Addison seems to get fed up with his lack of ability to make headway against Paul Canyon, and he smashes him in the face with an elbow, then takes him down and starts assaulting his right leg viciously, probably hoping to ground him and take away his mobility and high flying. The crowd boos somewhat at Owen's choice in tactics, but he doesn't seem to care.

Owen Addison and Tim Bell begin working over Paul Canyon, and the crowd continues turning against them as they isolate Paul Canyon in his corner, cutting him off from Quinn Harper and working over his right leg, using solid, if not spectacular teamwork to keep the upper hand. Paul Canyon tries to struggle to his corner a few times, but each time he's barely cut off and brought back. After a few minutes, Tim Bell takes him down with a dragon screw leg whip into a half Boston. Paul Canyon struggles, and the crowd gets solidly behind him as he begins crawling for his corner, causing Owen Addison to become a little bit annoyed with them. Paul Canyon is trapped in the hold for some time, but finally he makes it to his corner and tags in Quinn Harper!

Quinn Harper comes in with a lot of energy, and takes the advantage with several high-flying moves, with the crowd cheering as he brings down Tim Bell, then Owen Addison when he comes in to help. He takes Tim Bell out of the ring, then leaps out onto him with a flying corkscrew bodypress, getting a big pop from the crowd. After a few more spots on the outside, he takes Tim Bell back in, then comes in after him with a springboard clothesline... but Tim Bell catches him with a savate kick on his way in! Quinn Harper goes down, and Tim Bell hits him with a brain buster, then pins for two and three-quarters before tagging in Owen Addison. Owen Addison lifts him up into position... TOMBSTONE!! Quinn Harper's down, and Owen goes for the cover... but Paul Canyon makes the save!

Owen Addison looks up angrily at Paul Canyon, yelling at him for making the save, then points down to Quinn Harper and draws his thumb across his throat. He pulls Quinn Harper up, and it's clear that Quinn Harper's pretty much limp already, but Owen lifts him... BACKDROP DRIVER!! Owen Addison shoots Paul Canyon a look that seems to say, "Do you really want to prolong his misery?" then places a hand on Quinn Harper's chest for the academic three-count.

The Technicians (Owen Addison and Tim Bell) defeated Paul Canyon and Quinn Harper when O. Addison pinned Quinn after a backdrop driver in 0:10:00.
Rating: ** 3/4

The crowd gives a mixed reaction with a fair amount of boos as Owen Addison and Tim Bell are announced as the winners. Owen Addison looks at Paul Canyon and sighs, not seeming impressed, then turns to begin heading backstage with Tim Bell as the crowd boos and Paul Canyon helps Quinn Harper to his feet. As the dust clears from this match, we're going to take a look at a promotional video for a competitor who will be appearing in VCW soon, by the name of Monty Pompous.

Promotional Video...

A man dressed in a ruffled silk shirt and dress slacks is shown riding a horse across a green, grassy plain. His long, dark-brown hair is bound back in a ponytail which flies in the wind, and the shirt clings to his body and reveals that he's obviously very muscular and athletic. The galloping horse nears a stream, with a rope hanging over it from a tree. As the horse rides up to the stream, the man stands up on its back, then leaps from the back of the running horse to grab the rope in mid-air and swing across the stream on it, landing on his feet on the other side, where a camera is now facing him. He takes a bow to the camera, smiling with confidence.

M. Pompous: Greetings, you uncivilized barbarians who call yourselves wrestling fans. You currently have the pleasure of looking upon the greatest athlete and the greatest gentleman that VCW has ever seen... Monty Pompous. And whether they prefer a spirited technical wrestling showcase or a rollicking round of fisticuffs, I'm ever so anxious to show the wrestlers of VCW the meaning of true excellence.

Monty Pompous walks by an apple tree next to the stream, and draws a rapier from a scabbard at his side. With a swish of the rapier he cuts an apple down from the tree, catches it in his free hand, then tosses it up in the air and skewers it with his rapier on the way down.

M. Pompous: It's unfortunately seldom in VCW that an athlete has appeared that exemplifies grace and dignity as well as talent and ability... but this is all looking to change upon my arrival. I am many things... a scholar, a warrior, an aristocrat, a gentleman, an adventurer... I am a lover of women and a leader of men. I am a very paragon of athleticism and masculinity, at times as delicate as the skin of a newborn babe, and yet as powerful as the raging thunderstorm that sweeps and tosses the moors. The time draws nearer when I shall sally forth to do battle in the VCW ring, and I daresay the entire wrestling world will be shaken upon my debut.

Monty Pompous turns and strikes an exaggerated pose, gazing off into the distance as if viewing a distant horizon with confidence and hope.

M. Pompous: Until then, farewell... and know, competitors of VCW, that you have a brief period of respite before you shall have to reckon with the likes of Monty Pompous.

Monty Pompous pulls the apple from the end of his rapier, then tosses it up in the air, and this time cuts it clean in half with a swipe of the rapier, before walking away. The camera fades out on the scene on that note.

We're back... there's a weak "ARTHUR SUCKS!" chant starting in the crowd, and they've already made up their opinion of this newcomer... or shall we say, this former VCW star trying to pass himself off as a newcomer. We'll just see if he's had a chance to improve since we last saw him in VCW... if not, then a lot of that big talk might end up falling a bit short.

We've got another match to go to, and "Shame" by Rollins Band begins playing, bringing forth Falcon, accompanied by Lady Erica Whitmore. He's had it rough for the past week or two; not only did Lance Errington viciously assault him at Gang Wars, but Lance Errington assaulted him again the very next night, when he still hadn't recovered. It's a testament to just how tough Falcon is that he's back again this week... but fortunately, this week Lance Errington isn't in the building. Falcon enters the ring and grabs a microphone... he may have a decent bit to say after last week.

Falcon: Last week, Lance Errington decided he'd sneak up and kick my ass again. And up until that point, he'd just been another one of my enemies who randomly decides that month that I'd make a good punching bag... but some of the things he said got me thinking a little bit. Am I stuck in the past? You know, maybe I am. But I think I know why that is... I've got the same assholes coming after me time and time again, and it's not enough that I beat them the first half-dozen times. They keep wanting more.

So after I sat down and thought about it, I know what's REALLY getting to Lance Errington. He can't get the job done. Except for one or two times in the distant past, every single time he runs up against me, he comes up short. If anyone's stuck in the past, it's him... he's still reliving the main event of the first night in VCW history, when I defeated him to become the first-ever VCW World Champion, and reliving Wrestlewar III, when Erica told him to fuck off after all of his delusional crap. But if you ask me, it's high time we put the past behind us, and move on to the future. How does THIS sound for the future, Lance? Lance Errington, versus Falcon... one-on-one, at Blood and Thunder. And just like they always used to do all of the old-school grudge matches back in the day... let's make it a STEEL CAGE MATCH.

The crowd explodes into cheers... that could be one hell of a match, possibly the definitive confrontation between Lance Errington and Falcon. But their cheers are interrupted when "What U Lookin' At?" by Uncle Kracker begins playing, and Brian Rivera comes out, along with Stormy Weathers. As usual, he's dressed ridiculously, this time wearing a Harley Davidson T-shirt, a bow tie, and bright yellow pants with red suspenders, in addition to a backwards baseball cap, a plethora of gold chains, and his purple Nike high-tops. He has a microphone, and the crowd boos him as he raises it to address Falcon.

B. Rivera: Hey, Falcon! Word up, Donkey Kong!? I tell you what, bubba, I think you need to drink a big ol' tall mug of shut-up juice, my friend. I was supposed to have the day off today, because I wanted the day off... but then I hear you out here pissing and moaning about this, that, and the other thing, and it's just sad, my friend. You're about to get a collect call from 1-800-WHOOP-ASS, Big Dirty, and that means I'm about to knock that stupid look off your face, dumbass.

Falcon stares at Brian Rivera strangely, as if not even understanding what he just said, but Brian Rivera's charging the ring for a fight! He slides inside and starts going toe-to-toe with Falcon, as Linda Peterson enters the ring and calls for the bell!

Falcon
w/Lady Erica Whitmore

vs.

Brian Rivera
w/Stormy Weathers

Falcon dominates this match quickly, showing that he's more than capable of handling Brian Rivera. Brian Rivera gets in a few good licks, and even takes the advantage momentarily when Stormy Weathers distracts Falcon from the outside, but he can't seem to build much momentum when he does have the advantage. He hits a Russian legsweep, then goes up top and yells "I'M GOING PLATINUM!!" and comes off with a flying legdrop, but Falcon moves out of the way! They both get up a little slowly, and Falcon quickly takes control and never looks back, hitting a series of big moves in rapid succession. Falcon hits the Falconsault and holds it for the cover, but Stormy Weathers jumps up on the apron, distracting Linda Peterson... so Falcon jumps up and knocks Stormy Weathers off of the apron with a big superkick! Brian Rivera gets up and kicks Falcon in the midsection, then goes for the Bitch Slap, but Falcon shoves him forward, and when Brian Rivera whirls around, Falcon nails him with the superkick! He hooks a leg and covers, and that's it!

Falcon pinned Brian Rivera after a superkick in 0:05:24.
Rating: * 1/4

Falcon has just defeated his former Liberation X teammate, Brian Rivera, in decisive fashion, and the crowd cheers as he celebrates with Lady Erica Whitmore in the ring. Brian Rivera rolls out of the ring and begins staggering backstage with Stormy Weathers, and shortly after Falcon and Lady Erica Whitmore also begin heading backstage. Falcon stands tall and successful tonight, but he still has a confrontation with Lance Errington in his future... and knowing Lance Errington, odds are good that he'll be even more determined to assault Falcon mentally and physically.

Now "Highway To Hell" by AC/DC begins playing, and the crowd boos, but here come the new VCW World Tag Team Champions, Jack Norman and Butch Manson of Hell's Bikers! They come to the ring, wearing the belts and looking around at the crowd with angry grimaces. They climb into the ring... and Jack Norman grabs a microphone? What's this all about? He glares around at the crowd, which is booing them loudly...

J. Norman: All right, shut the hell up!

The crowd's boos only get louder.

J. Norman: You're looking at the toughest tag team in VCW right now... and we FINALLY got the belts to prove it. With us having these belts... this ain't about some old buzzard with a crippled neck beating up punks who flip burgers for their day job. This ain't about four or five boys sitting around talking about who's the greatest of all time... you're looking at two MEN. Two fighting men. We're gonna put these titles on the line anywhere, anytime, against ANY pair of motherfuckers who wants some!

That's a pretty bold statement... but "Domination" by Pantera just kicked on, and we may have a pair of takers already! Blade and John Uldwall, the Wrecking Crew, come out of the backstage entrance to a round of cheers from the crowd, and they're already dressed to wrestle! They look down the ramp at Hell's Bikers, and Blade grabs a microphone.

Blade: As far as I'm concerned, we settled this at Wrestlewar in the barbed wire match... but things changed a little bit, and now you've got the belts. So just for old times' sake, if you're putting those belts on the line anywhere, any time... how about right here, right now, with us!

J. Norman: Is that what you want!? Get your ass in the ring, and we'll see what you got!

The Wrecking Crew exchange a brief glance, and they charge to the ring, then immediately start going at it with Jack Norman and Butch Manson! Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and this match will start now!

For the VCW World Tag Team Titles:

Hell's Bikers (Jack Norman & Butch Manson) (c)

vs.

Wrecking Crew

These two teams clearly haven't forgotten their old rivalry, and they tear into each other viciously, brawling and attacking their opponents with a lot of inner fury. The Wrecking Crew has more in the way of technical wrestling ability and quickness, but Jack Norman and Butch Manson are able to fight back with a lot of dirty tactics and sneaky moves that help them a lot in this match. After several minutes of even competition, they manage to isolate Blade, and begin beating the tar out of him in their corner, not focusing on any single strategy so much as just brutalizing him, cutting off his attempts to make a comeback or tag in John Uldwall. Blade's situation goes from bad to worse when he's busted open in a brawl on the outside, and of course Butch Manson rips and gnaws at his wound viciously.

Blade seems to be in serious trouble as the match wears on, and Jack Norman hits him with a power bomb for a near fall. Sensing that the end is near, he tags in Butch Manson, who goes up to the top and comes off with a moonsault... but Blade rolls out of the way! The moonsault missed! Blade crawls to his corner and tags in John Uldwall, who comes in and goes postal on both members of Hell's Bikers, cleaning house, until Blade manages to come back in and help him. They dump Jack Norman to the outside, then John Uldwall plants Butch Manson with a power bomb, getting a near fall. He tags Blade in again, then goes to the corner, and Blade climbs to the top turnbuckle, as Butch Manson gets up... BREAKDOWN!! Blade goes for the cover, but Jack Norman slides in, drops John Uldwall with a clothesline, then drops an elbow on Blade to break up the pin!

John Uldwall gets up and charges Jack Norman, but Jack Norman backdrops him over the top rope to the floor! Blade gets up... and Jack Norman nearly decapitates him with a big boot! Butch Manson gets up, and Jack Norman pulls Blade up by the throat, as Butch Manson goes to the top turnbuckle... CHOKESLAM!! Blade's down... and Butch Manson comes off the top onto Blade with a moonsault! This time, it connects... he covers and hooks the leg, and Jack Norman cuts off John Uldwall as he slides in for the save! Butch Manson gets three!

Hell's Bikers (Jack Norman and Butch Manson) defeated The Wrecking Crew when B. Manson pinned Blade after a moonsault in 0:11:48.
Rating: * 1/4
(Hell's Bikers retained the VCW World Tag Team Titles.)

The crowd boos loudly, and the Wrecking Crew members roll out of the ring, clearly frustrated with this outcome... but it can't be denied that Jack Norman and Butch Manson just defended their titles with a big victory. This is their first run with the VCW World Tag Team Titles... and if their performance tonight is any indication, their reign may be a long and dominant one. Blade and John Uldwall of the Wrecking Crew head backstage, and shortly later, Jack Norman and Butch Manson make their way backstage as well.

We're going straight through to our next match now... and "Favorite Things" by Incubus begins playing as the arena lights are replaced by dim silver-blue lights, and the crowd explodes into boos as Troy Black steps out of the backstage entrance and begins walking to the ring. He'll be taking on Melissa DelArmeggio, and fortunately Amy Lin and Rebecca Black aren't with him... we understand that they've been barred from ringside for this match by James Applebee, which is probably a smart move given the animosity between those women and Melissa. Not that Melissa DelArmeggio won't have her hands full against Troy Black alone; he certainly doesn't seem worried as he climbs into the ring.

Now "Sad But True" by Metallica begins playing, and the crowd cheers as Melissa DelArmeggio steps out of the backstage entrance and begins making her way to the ring. She doesn't seem very confident or anxious for this match... even setting aside her personal history with Troy Black, she has to be in a position to realize better than anyone just what he's capable of in the ring. She climbs into the ring cautiously, staring across the ring at Troy Black with a mixture of anxiety and reluctance, and Jerry Rogers enters the ring, calling for the bell to begin the match!

Troy Black

vs.

Melissa DelArmeggio

As the bell rings, Troy Black stares across the ring at Melissa with an amused smile, then surprisingly drops to his hands and knees! The camera catches him saying, "Come here and grab your best hold,"... and Melissa hesitates, staring down at him strangely, then puts on a front facelock... but Troy Black easily powers his way up to his feet, then counters it with a belly-to-belly overhead suplex! Melissa winces in pain as she scrambles to her feet... but Troy Black just drops to his hands and knees again, telling her to try again! This time, she grabs his legs and steps through into a scorpion deathlock... but Troy Black reaches back and grabs her free foot, then rolls her over into a half Boston! Melissa struggles to the ropes, and Troy Black just smiles at her as she pulls herself up. He's trying to embarrass her before he beats her! He drops to his hands and knees again... but this time, Melissa takes a running start and kicks him in the ribs, drawing a loud round of cheers from the crowd!

Troy Black winces in pain, and Melissa takes the advantage, nailing him with a barrage of quick punches and kicks, including a spin kick that sends him tumbling out over the top rope. Troy Black starts to get up on the outside, but Melissa DelArmeggio takes a running start, leaps to the top rope, and jumps out onto him with a springboard cross bodypress, taking him down again! Melissa DelArmeggio attacks Troy Black on the outside, hitting him with several nice moves including an Asai moonsault to the floor, but Troy Black takes the advantage back by reversing a whip to the guardrail, then dropping her with a throat jab when she staggers out.

Troy Black takes the match back into the ring, and the match becomes incredibly one-sided as he leisurely takes Melissa apart. She tries to fight back, but it's clear that in addition to giving up about forty pounds to him, Melissa's nowhere near the technical wrestler that Troy Black is, and she doesn't accomplish much beyond landing a few token punches and kicks. Finally, the match seems ready to end when he drops her with the double arm DDT, then begins heading up to the top turnbuckle... but he stops, as if having had a change of heart, then jumps down! He stares down at Melissa, shaking his head at her and smiling, then helps her to her feet. Melissa still seems a little shaken from the double arm DDT... and Troy Black grabs her and kisses her!! Melissa freezes in shock for a few seconds, then throws her arms around him and returns the kiss, getting a huge round of boos from the crowd... but then she seems to realize what she's doing and snap out of it, because she twists her head free, then knees Troy Black in the groin! Troy Black doubles over, as the crowd cheers, and Melissa measures him... BACK BRAIN KICK!!

Troy Black goes down, and Melissa stares down at him in disbelief, then wipes her mouth on her shirt... but Troy Black sits up like a zombie!! He gets right up to his feet... and Melissa kicks him in the midsection, doubling him over again, then hits him with a second back brain kick!! He goes down, then starts getting up again... and Melissa goes for another kick to the midsection, but Troy Black catches her foot... but Melissa jumps up and clocks him with a third back brain kick!! Troy Black goes down, and Melissa pulls him up... DOUBLE ARM DDT!! She just hit Troy Black with a double arm DDT, and the crowd cheers as she goes to the top turnbuckle... FROG SPLASH!! Melissa hooks the leg, and Jerry Rogers counts... and Troy Black kicks out at two and a half!

Melissa DelArmeggio seems to get desperate after that. She pulls Troy Black up and gives him a piledriver, then covers him, but again only gets two and a half. An impressive fisherman's suplex still only gets two and a half, and Melissa goes up to the top turnbuckle again, as Troy Black gets up. She comes off and catches his head in his legs for a flying Frankensteiner... but Troy Black catches her, rather than going over, and muscles her up, then drills her with a power bomb! But before releasing it, he muscles her up again, then gives her a second power bomb! He lets go, but he's not going for the pin... he pulls her up! DOUBLE ARM DDT!! And now he goes to the top turnbuckle... BLACK DAGGER!! Melissa flops wildly on the mat with the impact, and this match is finally over... no, it's not, because Troy Black's not going for the pin! He draws his thumb across his throat, then goes to the top turnbuckle again... but as he does, someone's coming out of the backstage entrance! DESMOND!! Desmond runs and slides into the ring, catching Troy Black as he climbs to the top... then pushes him, causing him to fall crotch-first on the top turnbuckle, and ending this match with an instant disqualification!

Troy Black defeated Melissa DelArmeggio via disqualification in 0:07:28.
Rating: * 1/2

This match is over... but now Desmond tosses Troy Black down from the top turnbuckle with a press slam! Troy Black starts to get up again, and Desmond kicks him in the midsection... OUTCAST!! Desmond just nailed Troy Black with the Outcast, and he crumples down and rolls out of the ring, as the crowd explodes into cheers! Troy Black gets up on the outside, pointing into the ring and saying something to Desmond that the cameras don't quite pick up, and he's slowly making his way backstage... but first, he picks up a microphone! What's this?

T. Black: Desmond, I don't know what the HELL you're thinking... but you just made the mistake that sealed your fate. I'm not about to lower myself to dealing with you personally... but all the same, at Blood and Thunder, I'm going to make you very... VERY sorry that you got involved in my business one too many times.

What's that supposed to mean? The crowd boos, and Desmond doesn't seem to understand what that vague threat is supposed to mean, if anything. Desmond helps Melissa to her feet, and Troy Black shakes his head with pity as he continues looking in at them.

T. Black: And Melissa... I hope you learn how to fend for yourself sometime soon, because he won't be able to help you... or himself... after I'm through with him. Not that it matters... after Amy beats you, I'm sure you'll have bigger things to worry about than what's left of Desmond.

The crowd boos again, and Melissa stares down the ramp at Troy with burning hatred. Troy might be right, though... whatever he has planned for Desmond at Blood and Thunder, we already know that Amy Lin has challenged Melissa to a match, with a stipulation that Melissa becomes Amy Lin's slave until November if Amy wins.

T. Black: Oh, and if you want to finish what we started in there, you might as well come back to my hotel room later on tonight. You probably ought to get used to the idea of three-ways with me and Amy... after all, Amy has promised me herself that there'll be a LOT of those after Blood and Thunder.

Troy Black smiles into the ring as Melissa stares back at him, and suddenly she turns to Desmond and kisses him! The crowd cheers, and Desmond puts his arms around Melissa, returning the kiss, as Troy Black's smirk changes to a disgusted grimace. He raises the microphone, trying to find something to say, but instead just tosses it on the ground in disgust, then walks backstage. After a few seconds, Melissa and Desmond seperate, and Melissa smiles at Troy Black's absence, then turns back to Desmond, blushing, seemingly at a loss for words. We don't know quite what to make of that... was that just something to anger Troy Black, or was there more to that? Desmond and Melissa head backstage together, and it doesn't even seem like either of them knows completely what was behind that.

We still have two matches left now... and "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers kicks on, and the crowd explodes into cheers as Johnny Smiles comes out of the backstage entrance! He walks to the ring, slapping hands with the fans along the way, but he seems a little bit troubled as he climbs inside and grabs a microphone. We know he'll be facing "The Barcelona Assassin" Lorenzo Vasquez in a rematch for the VCW Intercontinental Title tonight... could he possibly have some comments on that?

J. Smiles: HEEEEEEEEERRRRRREE'S JOHNNY!!

The crowd sings along, then cheers loudly.

J. Smiles: You know... Lorenzo Vasquez has done a lot of things that have made a lot of people mad, lately. And as important as the VCW InterJohnnynental Title is to me, I have to admit that one of the LEAST of those things is taking my title from me. At Blood and Thunder, my good friend Ken Collins has a chance to make Lorenzo Vasquez pay for all of the things that he's done... but tonight, I have a chance to right one of the small wrongs on a list of big ones, and regain the VCW InterJohnnynental Title.

The crowd cheers, and Johnny paces in the ring, pausing briefly before he speaks again.

J. Smiles: Now, normally, I'm the kind of guy who takes things in stride... I don't let little things bother me. But one thing that is bothering me is the fact that when Lorenzo Vasquez took my title, he had to cheat to do it. He couldn't beat me just by himself, on his own... let's take a look at some footage of what he had to do to win the title. Roll the footage in the truck, if you would.

Some footage starts playing on the ViolenTron, black-and-white stock footage from various military battles, depicting World War II-era bombers dropping their bombs, platoons of soldiers marching down the streets, a herd of charging war elephants, and a gang of Western outlaws riding up alongside a speeding train, with guns blazing.

J. Smiles: Look at that... look at the odds stacked against me. I mean, I'm good, but he's got the eighty-second airborne division there, and all those soldiers... he's even got elephants, for crying out loud! And it just gets worse and worse...

The footage shifts at that point to footage from an old gangster movie, depicting a row of gangsters firing machine guns, then to more stock footage, this time of a group of medieval footmen using a battering ram to bash down the door of a castle, before switching to footage from Star Wars: Return of the Jedi, where a horde of Imperial stormtroopers fire at the rebels on Endor.

J. Smiles: And as if all that wasn't enough... then, somehow, I was still in the fight, when he had to reach down and pull out the dirtiest trick of them all, in a cruel twist of ironic fate...

The ViolenTron now actually shows footage from the match itself, two weeks ago...

On the ViolenTron...

From VCW 124:

Linda Peterson begins lecturing Rebecca Black for getting involved there, though it's questionable whether she did anything that was strictly illegal by preventing the piledriver through the table. But as she does, Lorenzo Vasquez tosses Johnny Smiles into the ring, then grabs the VCW Intercontinental Title belt! He rolls inside with the belt, as Rebecca Black sees what he's doing and continues to stall Linda Peterson! Johnny's up, and Lorenzo rushes... BELT TO THE HEAD!! He just took Johnny down!! Johnny may be knocked out, and the crowd boos loudly as Lorenzo Vasquez tosses aside the belt, then pulls Johnny up and hooks him... TIGER SUPLEX!! Linda Peterson's eyes are on the match again, and Johnny's down... and Lorenzo gets three!! Damn it, we have a new champion!!

The crowd boos the footage, as Johnny Smiles turns back to them.

J. Smiles: Now, I can deal with the rest of his cheating... I mean, that's just a bunch of elephants and soldiers and stuff... but when he took the VCW InterJohnnynental Title and hit me over the head with it, that was the bad part. That's like slaying King Arthur by bashing his skull in with his crown. It's just not right. I was cheated, and I was robbed! It's a travesty of justice, as this footage CLEARLY shows. And at Blood and Thunder, Ken Collins will make Lorenzo Vasquez pay... but before that happens, I've got a rematch, and I want Lorenzo Vasquez out here right here, right NOW!!

Johnny may be exaggerating a little bit, but at least the final piece of footage was something that actually happened in VCW, and it's true, Lorenzo Vasquez did take shortcuts when he won the VCW Intercontinental Title. And now "Kiss My Ass" by Ted Nugent begins playing, and here comes "The Barcelona Assassin" Lorenzo Vasquez, wearing the VCW Intercontinental Title, accompanied by Rebecca Black. The crowd boos loudly as he comes to the ring and climbs inside, with a confident smirk on his face as he prepares to battle Johnny. Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll get this match started!

For the VCW Intercontinental Title:

"The Barcelona Assassin" Lorenzo Vasquez (c)
w/Rebecca Black

vs.

Johnny Smiles

Lorenzo Vasquez mounts a vicious attack on Johnny's right arm, trying to wear him down for the Barcelona Armbar, but Johnny Smiles is full of energy and motivation, and he fights through the pain, coming back and wrestling with more focus and determination than we usually see out of him. That speaks to how much he wants to regain the VCW Intercontinental Title... but Lorenzo Vasquez doesn't seem to feel the full effects of Johnny's determined offense... he keeps getting up and fighting back, with his mannerisms showing that Johnny Smiles has clearly not earned his respect. With Lorenzo Vasquez's viciousness and a little interference from Rebecca Black, he finally gains the advantage after several minutes of fairly even competition, then begins working over Johnny's arm.

Lorenzo Vasquez proceeds to dominate a stretch of the match, savagely working over Johnny's arm in between assaulting him with unsophisticated brawling tactics. Johnny fights back and tries to counter some moves, but each time it looks like he might escape the onslaught for more than a few moments, Lorenzo Vasquez takes back the momentum with a low blow or a quick elbowsmash. With Johnny Smiles weakened, Lorenzo Vasquez takes him down in the middle of the ring, then slaps on the Barcelona Armbar! Johnny's clearly in a lot of pain as he struggles in the hold, but this match is important to him, and he's not willing to give up easily... and after a long, hard struggle, he makes it to the ropes!!

The crowd cheers, but Lorenzo Vasquez becomes angry, wildly stomping at Johnny and assaulting him with a series of right hand blows. He pulls Johnny up and whips him into the turnbuckles, but Johnny Smiles reverses it! Lorenzo Vasquez hits the turnbuckles back-first, and Johnny Smiles charges him, then hits him in the corner with a dropkick to the chest! Lorenzo Vasquez slumps down into a seated position, and Johnny backs up, then takes a running start and nails him with a lower dropkick, hitting him in the chest again, then pulls Lorenzo out by the legs, and flips over into a double-leg cradle for a count of two. Johnny's weakened right arm couldn't fully hold one of Lorenzo's legs on that cradle, but that may not have mattered much, since it still seems Lorenzo has a lot left.

Johnny Smiles fights through the pain in his arm to hit some big moves on Lorenzo Vasquez, building momentum and bringing him down repeatedly. He hits a superkick for two and a half, then pulls Lorenzo Vasquez up in a fireman's carry and goes for the Smiledriver, but his right arm loosens its grip, and Lorenzo Vasquez slips out behind him, then goes for a tiger suplex... but Johnny struggles and darts to a corner, then jumps up, kicks off of the turnbuckles, and flips out behind Lorenzo Vasquez! Lorenzo turns around... into a kick to the midsection, then a DDT for two and a half! Johnny Smiles pulls Lorenzo Vasquez up on his shoulders again, going for the Smiledriver again, and this time he hits it! But as he goes for the cover, Julian Page comes running out of the backstage entrance! He slides into the ring, with brass knuckles in his right hand, and pulls Johnny Smiles off of Lorenzo before three, then decks him with the knuckles for an immediate disqualification!

Johnny Smiles defeated Lorenzo Vasquez via disqualification in 0:11:22.
Rating: *
(Lorenzo Vasquez retained the VCW Intercontinental Title.)

This match is over, and Johnny Smiles is down... but Lorenzo Vasquez gets up, showing few, if any ill effects from the Smiledriver, then stomps on Johnny's fallen body a few times before nodding to Julian Page and rolling out of the ring. Julian Page pulls Johnny Smiles up again, and once again drills him with the brass knuckles, taking him down! And he pulls him up one more time, then hooks his head... DDT!! Julian Page just destroyed Johnny Smiles in the middle of the ring, and now he's calling for a microphone, as Lorenzo Vasquez and Rebecca Black disappear backstage...

J. Page: You think YOU were screwed out of your title? Here's one thing that you really oughtta know, pal... you wouldn't have been wearing that title in the first place if Bret Hart hadn't cheated me out of it at Wrestlewar, and then if you and Crimson hadn't stabbed me in the back in the Big Fight, and I don't need any stupid highlight reels from war movies to show you that. And if you suppose that I'd forgotten about all this... you're SADLY mistaken. I don't forget about things like that... and that goes for you too, Crimson. Because next week, I'm gonna kick your big ass!

Julian Page drops the microphone and pulls Johnny Smiles up again, and sends him sprawling to the mat with one more shot from the brass knuckles, before rolling out of the ring to head backstage. Julian Page is STILL stuck on his VCW Intercontinental Title loss earlier in this year... but then, we haven't seen him challenging Lorenzo Vasquez lately, either. As Julian Page departs, some trainers come out of the backstage entrance to help Johnny Smiles get to his feet and go backstage as well.

We're going straight through to our main event match now... "Walk" by Pantera is playing, and the crowd explodes into boos as Tony Garcia and Crimson step out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Rebecca Black. Both these men have a lot to prove tonight. Tony Garcia no doubt wants to avenge recent losses to both Ken Collins and the Grave Digger, while Crimson, who was just granted a shot at the VCW World Title at Blood and Thunder, surely wants to show his power against the Grave Digger here tonight. They enter the ring and climb inside, looking incredibly intimidating... it's hard to imagine another team in VCW with the potential to be as physically dominant as this one.

But now "Wait And Bleed" by Slipknot begins playing, and the crowd cheers loudly as "The California Crippler" Ken Collins and the VCW World Champion, the Grave Digger, make their way out of the backstage entrance! From what we know of Ken Collins, his mind is still probably on Lorenzo Vasquez, and that may work against them, because this team of Tony Garcia and Crimson can't be overlooked one bit. On the other hand, the Grave Digger seems ready for one hell of a fight, and that means a lot, given that we've seen he can hold his own against two main-event caliber VCW athletes at once. They enter the ring, and Linda Peterson calls for the bell to begin our main event match!

Crimson & Tony Garcia
w/Rebecca Black

vs.

"The California Crippler" Ken Collins & Grave Digger

Tony Garcia starts the match off against the Grave Digger, and the hatred between these two men clearly hasn't been soothed one bit, as they tear into each other, brawling with a vengance. After they trade blows for a minute or so, Ken Collins comes in to take on Tony Garcia next, and Tony Garcia quickly goes into a more cautious, calculating approach, painfully remembering his loss to Ken Collins, but after he gets taken down a few times in spite of his caution, he gets frustrated and tags in Crimson. Crimson charges Ken Collins with a vengance, tearing into him and working him over with a flurry of devestating offense, but Ken Collins stays in the match long enough to take advantage of an opening, ducking a big boot from Crimson, then knocking him down with a dropkick and tagging in the Grave Digger!

The crowd cheers as the Grave Digger and Crimson meet in the middle of the ring, first with a staredown, then exchanging blows. But Crimson ducks a swing from the Grave Digger, then backs him up and whips him to the ropes, knocking him off his feet with a big boot when he comes off the other side! Crimson looks down at the Grave Digger with a smirk that seems to say "Is that the best you got?" but the smirk quickly disappears as the Grave Digger sits up! Crimson tags in Tony Garcia, and the two take the Grave Digger down with a big double vertical suplex! Tony Garcia starts clobbering the Grave Digger, but after he gets in a little bit of offense, the two men meet in the middle of the ring and both go down!

Tags are made, and Ken Collins comes in against Crimson, attacking without fear or hesitation, and even taking Crimson down a few times... but it's not enough before Crimson catches him with a massive boot to the head. Crimson and Tony Garcia begin working over Ken Collins, isolating him in their corner and beating the hell out of him, and this is probably a smart strategy. While Ken Collins is a great wrestler, he's not quite as indestructable as the Grave Digger seems to be, and if Tony Garcia and Crimson want a chance to end this match soon, their best bet is to hit Ken Collins with as much punishment as they can. They spend a few minutes doing just that, and Crimson finally seems ready to go for the finish, lifting Ken Collins for the Chokeslam... but Ken Collins twists in mid-air, taking Crimson down by the arm and flowing into the California Crossface! The crowd explodes into cheers, and Crimson bellows in pain, then begins going for the ropes... and after a struggle, he makes it!

Both men are getting up, and they're headed to their corners now. Crimson tags in Tony Garcia... and Ken Collins tags in the Grave Digger! The crowd roars with cheers as the Grave Digger charges in and starts opening up on Tony Garcia with a series of big moves, taking him off of his feet and punishing him brutally! Ken Collins comes in to prevent Crimson from turning the tide, and they spill to the outside, with Ken Collins somehow keeping Crimson at bay through sheer intensity. The Grave Digger hits the Grave Yard Slam on Tony Garcia for two and a half, then goes for a chokeslam... but Rebecca Black jumps up on the apron and grabs his hair from behind!

The Grave Digger turns and grabs Rebecca Black by the throat... and Tony Garcia clobbers him in the back! The Grave Digger releases Rebecca, and Garcia lifts him... TORTURE RACK!! No, the Grave Digger slips out behind him, then hooks on a cobra clutch... CRADLE TO GRAVE!! Tony Garcia's down, and as he pulls himself to his feet, the Grave Digger draws a thumb across his throat, then lifts him upside-down... BURIAL!! The Grave Digger covers Tony Garcia, and gets three!

Ken Collins and The Grave Digger defeated Crimson and Tony Garcia when Digger pinned Garcia with the Burial in 0:14:11.
Rating: 1/4*

The crowd explodes into cheers... but "The Barcelona Assassin" Lorenzo Vasquez is running out of the backstage entrance, with the VCW Intercontinental Title belt in hand, and he comes up behind Ken Collins during his brawl with Crimson, then clocks him in the head with it! Crimson looks down, shrugs, and walks around to the other side of the ring, as Lorenzo Vasquez begins stomping away at Ken Collins... but the Grave Digger sees him, and slides out of the ring! Lorenzo Vasquez tries to run, but the Grave Digger catches him by the hair, and drags him inside the ring, then hoists him up... we're about to see a Burial on the VCW Intercontinental Champion! Rebecca Black screams uselessly... but Crimson was rummaging under the ring, and he just slid inside with a shovel! The Grave Digger prepares to drop... and Crimson DESTROYS him with a hard shot from the shovel! The Grave Digger's down!!

Lorenzo Vasquez rolls out of the ring, along with Tony Garcia... he just got bailed out of a deadly situation. But now Crimson's picking up the Grave Digger, and grabbing him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!! He just drilled the Grave Digger! The crowd boos loudly, as Crimson stands over the Grave Digger, smiling... for the second straight week, Crimson has laid the Grave Digger out at the end of the show! And it IS the end of the show, because we're out of time tonight!! Join us again next week!!

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