Welcome to VCW Monday Night Wrestling! Once again, we're running our show out of the VCW Arena, and we have a great show lined up for you tonight! This show will be headlined by two big tag team matches! Johnny Smiles and "The California Crippler" Ken Collins will face off against Lance Errington and Gabriel Black, and Troy Black and Brujah will get their shot at the men who cost them the VCW World Tag Team Titles, Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon! All that, and much, much more will be coming our way. We even have some great action to kickstart the show with! Let's get to the ring for a tag team match featuring Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera against the Wrecking Crew!

"What'chu Lookin' At?" by Uncle Kracker is playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd gives a mixed response of cheers and boos as Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera come out of the backstage entrance. For some reason, some fans have been taking a liking to this team, though it's not really too surprising. They're good young athletes, and they may be a little strange, but it's in a basically benign, harmless way. They begin walking to the ring... and a pretty African American woman follows them out, wearing a robe! The three of them walk to the ring, and Brian Rivera grabs a microphone as they get in. It appears we'll have a bit of spieling in the ring before our match.

B. Rivera: Hell yeah! The B-R and the M-S kickin' it in the S-F VCW style!! Where my dogs at, Frisco!?

Some members of the crowd actually do bark like dogs as Brian Rivera holds the microphone out to the crowd. Against all odds, this goofy nonsense is actually catching on. After a moment, Brian Rivera takes the microphone back, and gets a serious look on his face.

B. Rivera: But it ain't all fun and games tonight. We got some bad news for ya. My homeboy Marylin... normally he's into taking off his clothes and shit, but he said he don't wanna strip for you folks tonight.

The crowd explodes into cheers. That's not bad news to most of them!

B. Rivera: But we're finna try to make this right, now. See, we had to get someone else to strip for y'all, so I got down with one of my homegirls, and she said she'd fill in tonight. So I hope y'all ain't too disappointed, because here she is... straight outta Long Beach, here to shake the bootie for y'all, Miss Phoebe Jones!

Generic stripper music begins playing and the woman, Phoebe Jones, flings off her robe, uncovering her shapely body, glistening with oil and clad only in a lemon-yellow bikini. The crowd cheers as she gyrates her hips and dances vigorously in the ring, making her ample chest bounce and seem dangerously close to falling out of the bikini top on a couple occasions! This is a much better deal than seeing Marylin Silvera strip... but hold it! "Domination" by Pantera just kicked on, cutting off the stripper music, and Brian Rivera, Marylin Silvera, and Phoebe Jones all stop and look up the aisle as the Wrecking Crew, Blade and John Uldwall, storm out of the backstage entrance! They have unamused, stern looks on their faces, and baseball bats in their hands! The crowd's booing loudly, and they slide into the ring!

Without any hesitation, Blade clubs Brian Rivera with his baseball bat, and John Uldwall does the same to Marylin Silvera! Both of them are down now... and Blade suddenly whirls on Phoebe Jones and grabs her by the hair! The crowd boos loudly, and she screams, but Blade kicks her in the midsection, then puts her in a standing headscissors! Come on, this is just wrong... POWER BOMB!! Blade just laid out Phoebe Jones, and now he's grinning about it, and John Uldwall gives him a high-five! The crowd boos loudly... what a gutless son of a bitch! But Brian Rivera's getting up, grimacing in pain... and he comes from behind on Blade with a low blow, to a chorus of cheers from the crowd! Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and we've got a match!

Brian Rivera starts attacking Blade, but John Uldwall gets in a cheap shot before he leaves the ring, and Blade regains the advantage. The Wrecking Crew dominate Brian Rivera, just battering him with their power offense, as a medical team comes out to carry the unfortunate Phoebe Jones away on a stretcher. On the apron, Marylin Silvera recovers from the shot he took before the match, but he's unable to do anything but watch as Brian Rivera gets hammered sadistically by the Wrecking Crew for a few torturous minutes. Brian Rivera fights back gamely, and on one occasion he even takes Blade down with a jawbreaker, but that doesn't stun him long enough for Brian Rivera to make the tag, and when Blade tags out, John Uldwall comes in to cut him off!

John Uldwall hits Brian Rivera with a few big power moves, then pulls him into a standing headscissors! He lifts for a power bomb... but Brian Rivera counters it with a Frankensteiner! John Uldwall throws him off immediately and pops to his feet, then throws a right hand, but Brian Rivera blocks! He fires off a series of punches to John Uldwall's jaw, stunning him, then stops, does a stupid jiggy dance, and draws back and NAILS him with a hard right hand that knocks him down! John Uldwall gets up and charges again with a clothesline, but Brian Rivera ducks, then nails him with a kick to the midsection and takes him down with a DDT!! Both men are down after that, and John Uldwall rolls to his corner and tags in Blade... but Brian Rivera tags in Marylin Silvera!

Marylin Silvera actually gets some cheers as he comes in with some standard hot tag babyface offense, taking the Wrecking Crew down repeatedly. Brian Rivera comes in to join them and the two of them do a fine job of cleaning house together, as the crowd gets behind them! Together, they dump John Uldwall to the outside, then Marylin Silvera grabs Blade on his shoulders and holds him there as Brian Rivera goes up top! Brian Rivera hooks Blade for their elevated tornado DDT, but Blade grabs him and FLINGS HIM BACK WITH AN ELEVATED BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPERPLEX!! Brian Rivera crashes hard to the mat on the other side of the ring, and the crowd explodes into a mixture of cheers, boos, and a "HOLY SHIT!" chant; Brian Rivera may have just been MURDERED here in the opening match!

Marylin Silvera looks genuinely concerned as he forgets Blade and goes to check on Brian Rivera, but John Uldwall slides into the ring and tackles him with a spear! Marylin Silvera's down, but he just bumped into Jerry Rogers and knocked him down in the fall! Jerry Rogers fell badly and hit his head on one of the turnbuckles John Uldwall doesn't care; he just sneers contemptfully at the fallen Jerry Rogers, then scoops Marylin Silvera up and bodyslams him in the center of the ring for good measure! John Uldwall goes to one corner, as Blade walks to the opposite corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle as the crowd boos! The Wrecking Crew's going for the Breakdown!

But wait! Someone's coming out of the backstage entrance! It's Bass Rogers, and he has a chair! He runs to the ring and steps up on the apron behind John Uldwall, and WHACKS him with the chair as he turns around! Blade jumps down from the turnbuckle and turns to Bass Rogers, talking trash at him... and Bass Rogers whacks him in the face with the chair too! Blade staggers back... into a roll-up by Marylin Silvera! Jerry Rogers looks up just in time to see that, and he counts to three!! Marylin Silvera and Brian Rivera just won this match!!

Blade bolts up to his feet, snarling incredulously, and John Uldwall likewise looks out at Bass Rogers angrily! Marylin Silvera drags Brian Rivera out of the ring and begins helping him backstage, but the Wrecking Crew don't pay them any mind as they yell obscenities and challenges at Bass Rogers. After the Wrecking Crew cost the Tough Customers their scheduled title shot against the Ontario Colour Show last week, Bass Rogers has just cost the Wrecking Crew this match, and they're not happy about it!

With this match over and winding down, we're going to take a look backstage, where Johnny Smiles and Ken Collins are taking Lars Coverdale to a special surprise! Let's take a look at that now.

Johnny Smiles, Ken Collins, and Lars Coverdale are walking through the corridors of the arena. Lars Coverdale is looking somewhat unhappy and distracted as they walk down the hallways.

L. Coverdale: Johnny, dude... I already told you, I don't wanna go wherever we're going, okay? I just, like... need to be alone, or something. After what happened at Horror Show... I've totally lost my will to rock, man.

J. Smiles: C'mon, Lars, cheer up! You're acting like you've never been violently, rudely turned down by a girl before. Just give us ten minutes, and then we'll leave you alone.

They come to a door with "VIP DRESSING ROOM" printed on it.

J. Smiles: This is it! Let's go on in.

K. Collins: Why'd they give US the VIP room, anyway? Doesn't Gabriel Black or someone always get it?

J. Smiles: Commissioner Applebee said something about feeling sorry for me, so I pleaded and grovelled until we got it this week.

Johnny Smiles opens the door to a dark room and walks inside, as does Ken Collins. Lars Coverdale follows them in...

Voices: SURPRISE, LARS!!

The lights flash on, and there's a number of people all around in the dressing room. Christina Ellis, the Pink Kitten, Stacey Lockman, and Sumiko the stuffed cat are all there. Several other people are also assembled, many of them wearing Lars Coverdale T-shirts. These appear to be ordinary fans. A number of balloons are set up in the corners of the room, and numerous tables are set up with refreshments on them. A colorful banner with "MONDAY NIGHT LARS" is hung from the ceiling, and a large box cake is featured in the middle of a table, with Lars Coverdale's grinning face drawn on it in icing.

L. Coverdale: Whoa, dude!

J. Smiles: Now if THIS doesn't cheer you up, we'll have to resort to getting you plastic surgery to permanently graft a smile on your face.

Lars Coverdale smiles weakly, but his smile fades quickly.

L. Coverdale: Hey, look... this is totally cool and everything, but I still feel kinda like a loser. I always thought that chicks were into me. How can I sit here and have a bunch of cake and stuff after I got shot down and punked so hard by Michelle?

Christina Ellis steps forward with a smile.

C. Ellis: Hey, I don't know what you're talking about! Chicks DO dig you. I should know; I am one! And I... kinda dig you, in a friendly sort of way.

Realizing that wasn't what was needed to cheer Lars up, Christina Ellis leans over to the Pink Kitten and whispers in her ear so that Lars can't hear. The camera still picks it up.

C. Ellis: Hsst! Quick, go grab his ass or something. It'll make him feel better.

P. Kitten: Uh...

The Pink Kitten walks up to Lars Coverdale and starts to extend her hand to reach around his waist and grab him. But she seems to chicken out, and just holds her shaking hand out nervously for a second. Finally, she just pulls her hand back a little bit, grabs his hand, and gives him a friendly handshake.

P. Kitten: Uh... it's nice to see you again, Lars!

Christina Ellis shakes her head and mutters to herself.

C. Ellis: You're a wuss, Yuri.

L. Coverdale: ... Yeah, that's cool, guys. Thanks for trying to make me feel better.

Lars Coverdale smiles weakly at Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten. But just then, a young woman enters the room from the far back entrance. She's the same curly-haired blonde who was seen at the Violence & Mayhem Cafe, talking to Sophie about how great Lars Coverdale is. She starts to walk up to Lars Coverdale, then stops and stares in amazement.

Woman: Oh... my... GOD!! It's really you!! I can't believe I got in here and found you and now I'm standing in front of LARS COVERDALE!! This is SO GREAT!!

Lars Coverdale smiles a little bit.

L. Coverdale: Whoa, thanks! Uh... anything I can do for you?

The woman looks him up and down, still in awe a little bit, then begins talking to him way too fast.

Woman: Yeah! I'm TOTALLY your biggest fan, and I know you get this kinda thing all the time, so I'm not gonna ask for too much. Maybe you could just... well, autograph all my clothes, then give me one of those autographed 8 by 12 pictures you guys give out sometimes. Oh, and while we're at it, do you think you could get me a big poster and autograph that for me too? I mean, I already wallpapered my room with posters of you, but if I had another one I know I could find a spot for it. And maybe you could run around in your shirt and sweat in it a little, and give it to me so I can use it for my pillowcase. ... And could you autograph that too?

L. Coverdale: Uh, yeah, I guess. But you'll have to remind me about all that stuff, because I'll forget some of it.

Woman: I know EXACTLY what you mean! I forget stuff all the time! Isn't that something?

L. Coverdale: Hey, yeah, you're right! It's like we've got a lot in common!!

Woman: I... have a lot in common with YOU? WOW!! That's SO cool!!

The woman jumps and claps her hands excitedly. Ken Collins gives Johnny Smiles an incredulous look.

K. Collins: I can't believe this. There are two of them now.

Woman: Oh, yeah... we have something else in common! My name's Lizzie Carter... so I have the same initials as you!! Isn't that weird? And by weird I mean totally cool.

L. Coverdale: Whoa... you're SO right! That's awesome!!

C. Ellis: Um... but isn't "Lizzie" short for "Elizabeth"?

Lizzie Carter gives Christina Ellis a confused look.

L. Carter: Uh... yeah. Why?

C. Ellis: Then... aren't your initials E.C?

L. Coverdale: Dude! You're ruining it! Stop!

Christina Ellis steps back, shaking her head and smiling.

C. Ellis: My fault. Carry on.

L. Coverdale: So... you like listening to music, right?

L. Carter: Oh, yeah! I LOVE listening to music! It totally rocks!

The camera pans back to Ken Collins as he exchanges a smile with Johnny Smiles and Stacey Lockman. The three of them have helped themselves to some of the sugar cookies and lemonade at one of the tables.

K. Collins: I think he'll be all right now.

J. Smiles: Thank goodness. I was worried I'd have to teach him how to make his pecs dance to cheer him up... and that's MY exclusive little secret.

Johnny Smiles chuckles and takes a swig of his lemonade, but Christina Ellis steps forward with a smile.

C. Ellis: Oh, you think so? Check THIS out.

Christina Ellis puts her hands on her hips and flexes her pectoral muscles to make her breasts bounce slightly beneath her tight, white T-shirt. Johnny Smiles starts to take a drink of lemonade, then does a double take and a spit take, spraying lemonade on Christina Ellis.

J. Smiles: But... but... I mean... HOW!? You're... you're a...

Johnny Smiles can't seem to believe it, but everyone else just laughs. Christina Ellis looks at him for a second, shocked by the spray of lemonade, before she can speak.

C. Ellis: First the chocolate milk at Horror Show, and now lemonade... I'm warning you, Johnny, if one more beverage ends up sloshed on me, you're getting a face-full of cake.

Christina Ellis grins at them, but then looks down and sees that the lemonade has soaked through her white shirt, making it somewhat transparent... at least, transparent enough to tell she's not wearing a bra. Johnny Smiles and Ken Collins notice too, and they start staring.

C. Ellis: Um... maybe I'd better go put on my ring gear. I have a match in a half-hour or so, and it couldn't hurt to be ready, right?

Christina Ellis smiles sheepishly and turns to leave the room, and Ken Collins and Johnny Smiles exchange goofy grins. Stacey Lockman nudges Ken Collins in the ribs, and he quickly straightens up and looks serious as the camera fades out on the whole scene.

We're back... and somehow, it looks like Lars Coverdale is well on the way to making a full recovery after meeting Lizzie. The only question now is whether their friends will be able to put up with two airheads like that instead of just one. But now... wait, we're about to be interrupted! "Denial" by Sevendust kicks on over the arena sound system, and Gabriel Black walks out of the backstage entrance, wearing his usual white-and-black suit and the VCW Television Title. accompanied by Derek Cole and Lance Errington, who's wearing his black-and-blue suit and VCW Intercontinental Title. They enter the ring, and Gabriel Black doesn't look happy at all as he grabs a microphone.

G. Black: Wasn't that a pathetic spectacle we just witnessed on the monitors? Once again, the airtime on a wrestling show is pointlessly wasted by a trivial segment involving Johnny Smiles and his friends. He's no longer a participant in the Wrestlewar main event, so I fail to see why he merits this abuse of our television time.

The crowd boos. Of course, Gabriel Black's not going to say anything about what he's doing out here wasting our airtime. Especially after he's no longer the VCW World Champion.

G. Black: But you must forgive me if I'm a bit angry at Johnny. The second era of my dominance in VCW was prematurely aborted and destroyed by corrupt politics... and by Johnny Smiles. I hold HIM personally responsible for the loss of my title. If I had fought Crimson in a singles match, one-on-one, I would have defeated him and retained the VCW World Title. Gabriel Black DOES NOT LOSE... and that means I don't lose to anybody. Even Crimson... I PROVED that at Horror Show. Instead, that sham of a match was made, the deck was stacked against me, and Johnny Smiles cost me the VCW World Title... though not through design or intent, because he's far too incompetent to do that. He cost me the title by doing the same thing he's done for his entire career: simply by being the miserable failure that he is.

Come on! Who is Gabriel Black to talk about corrupt politics, after all the stunts he pulled at Horror Show!? The crowd boos loudly, and a "JOHNNY!" chant begins in the crowd, and quickly grows to enormous volume.

G. Black: Crimson could never have defeated me. Johnny Smiles could never have defeated me. Together, in a handicap match, it's doubtful they could have defeated me. But to cheat me of my title, Johnny Smiles did the only thing he could, the only thing he ever does in a main event situation... he LOST that match. Crimson defeated Johnny Smiles... he NEVER defeated me. I never lost my VCW World Title... Johnny lost it for me. I was ROBBED by his incompetence.

Gabriel Black might have a point, but those were the rules of the match. Besides, after the political games he played to cheat Johnny out of his Wrestlewar main event spot, he has no room to complain. He stops and paces a few times, then turns back to the crowd.

G. Black: Don't get me wrong, Johnny Smiles and Crimson will both pay dearly for this. I will be VCW World Champion again. But as it stands right now, without the VCW World Title, I don't have the means to my original goal: a match with my brother, Troy Black. If I can't offer Troy a title shot to convince him to stop ducking me, perhaps I must provide other encouragement for him. So, to that end... I have a surprise for my brother Troy.

Gabriel Black just smiles, and Derek Cole takes his microphone. What about the surprise? What's that supposed to mean? Is Derek Cole going to tell us?

D. Cole: Y'know, to tell the truth, I needed someone to help me out anyway. I needed to reduce my workload. I have a very rigorous training schedule for my match with James Applebee, after all. I've started training under prominent tae kwon do masters. I'm reading up on new aikijutsu techniques and practicing them in the dojo. And I'm even doing my muay thai leg-toughening exercises. By the time I get in the ring with Applebee, I'm gonna be able to bust a lead pipe in half by kicking it with my SHIN. But you can't get as good as I'm getting and still have the time and energy to put in an eight-to-five day managing the affairs of the greatest wrestlers in the world. So I needed some help.

The crowd boos. They're not believing Derek Cole's tough-guy posturing for a second, and rightfully so. But what's Derek Cole getting at? Does this have something to do with Gabriel's surprise!?

D. Cole: Anyway, Gabriel and I got to talking about getting someone to take over a few of my duties part-time. We knew it'd have to be someone who knows the wrestling business, someone who's driven and motivated to see Gabriel Black and Lance Errington shine like the stars that they are. He dropped a name to me, and let me tell you, he knows how to pick 'em. For one thing, nobody knows the wrestling business better... and for another thing, he's one of the baddest men in history. This guy... I mean, even with all of my martial arts, this guy's tougher than ME. So here's the newest member of our merry band of associates... "SUPERSTAR" SEAN BLACK!!

WHAT!? "Paint It Black" by the Rolling Stones begins playing, and the explosions of deafening pyro mingle with the crowd's boos to nearly drown out the music as NCWA legend "Superstar" Sean Black steps out of the backstage entrance! He hasn't been seen publicly for nearly ten years! This HAS to be the surprise! Wearing tight leather pants and an open leather vest, it's easy to see that those years have changed him. His body, formerly inflated to two hundred and forty pounds by chemical supplements, has shrunk to a lean hundred and seventy-five. Deep lines crease his brow and seperate his cheeks from the center of his face, and his hair seems to have retreated an inch or so up his forehead. Furthermore, while that long, curly hair is pitch black, the stubble on his face seems to be shot with gray.

That doesn't keep him from having the same cocky swagger in his step that he had ten years ago, or the same contemptful smile on his face as he looks around at the loudly booing fans. He climbs into the ring, kneels, and flexes his muscles with a wide grin on his face, then stands up and looks around at the booing crowd. He retired ten years ago because his knees were too shot to keep wrestling... what the heck is he doing back? He retired ten years ago! He looks around at the crowd with an impudent smile, then turns to Derek Cole and snatches the microphone.

S. Black: Ten years since I set foot in a ring... and I'm STILL the most wanted outlaw in the land!!

The crowd boos loudly, and Sean Black just laughs.

S. Black: Hey, I could still beat any of those so-called wrestlers in the back. Anyone who's seen my matches KNOWS I'm twice the man that anyone on this roster is. I could be the fucking VCW World Champion if they'd book me against Crimson tonight, and don't you doubt that for a second. But I'm not gonna do that. They all say that I'm a selfish bastard, that I never do anything for anybody. But I'm not. Right now, I'm here to change the future of the entire wrestling business for the better.

The crowd boos again. What's that supposed to mean?

S. Black: You ask some people what the future of wrestling is, and they'll tell you about Johnny Smiles or Russel Taylor or Lars Coverdale. And I've seen this before. If that's where the future of wrestling is headed, you get Hulk Hogan calling out Saddam Hussein on Saturday Night's Main Event, Dusty Rhodes wearing yellow polka dots, and Doink the fucking Clown. You want that shit again? That's where Johnny Smiles'll take you. He'll take this company, every dollar you spend on it, and the dignity of this entire sport, and flush it all down the toilet! Johnny Smiles is a piece of shit, he's not funny, and he can't fucking wrestle! Fuck him!!

The crowd explodes into a deafening rain of boos, and begins chanting "JOHNNY!" loudly again.

S. Black: But hell, I've heard people say my son Troy's the future of wrestling too. That's a bunch of shit if I ever heard it. Only a damn idiot thinks Troy's even half as good as Gabriel. I trained 'em both, and I raised 'em both. I should know. Every time, and I mean EVERY TIME they got in a fight, it ended the same way: Troy clinging to his mama's leg and crying like a damn baby. Now, with my genes and my training, you can only go so wrong, so he's still better than eighty percent of these clowns who call themselves wrestlers. But Troy was never as good as Gabriel, he was never as good as me, and that ain't gonna change in this lifeti--

Hold it! "Brackish" by Kittie just kicked on!! That means Rebecca Black's on her way out, and given what we've heard her say about her family life, things could get nasty, and quick! The crowd doesn't seem to know what to think as Rebecca Black steps out of the backstage entrance, holding a microphone!

R. Black: Dad, I don't know what the FUCK you think you're doing here, but the only reason Troy hasn't come to the ring and slaughtered you yet is because he has some sort of stupid moral hang-up about hurting his aging father.

To tell the truth, even if Troy Black did want to come out and attack his father, the presence of Gabriel Black and Lance Errington in the ring might discourage that a little bit. Sean Black just cracks a smile.

S. Black: You mean he's just a little pussy who knows I'd kick his ass hard if he ever stepped out of line. He's a little coward. Just like he's always been.

R. Black: Well, I'm not afraid to call you on your shit. You're still a fucking asshole, but now you're just a sad, pathetic old man. Look at yourself. You used to be twice that big. I'm not afraid to tell the truth about you... and the truth is that I can't wait for the thirty years of steroids, coke, and booze to catch up with you so you drop dead of a fucking heart attack!

Wow. A good portion of the crowd actually cheers for that, but Sean Black just keeps smiling.

S. Black: You'd better keep waiting. I haven't lost a step since '91. I'm STILL the best, and five minutes in the ring with any man on the roster would prove that. But if you're NOT afraid to tell the truth... why DON'T you tell the truth, instead of bullshitting these people all the time? Listen to yourself whine: "My daddy beat me, my daddy molested me" ... Troy may be a whiny little bitch too, but at least he's not a goddamn LIAR. If I gave a shit what these people thought about me, I'd be pretty pissed at you right now.

The crowd boos, and Rebecca Black looks ready to explode! Her hand is trembling as she clutches the microphone...

R. Black: YOU'D be pissed at ME!? You dragged me down into our stinking basement when I was eleven or twelve years old, beat my ass until I was covered with bruises, with black eyes and loosened teeth, then held me down and touched my pussy until I came on your fucking hand, and you stand in there with your shit-eating grin and DENY IT, and YOU'RE the one who should be pissed at ME!? You SICK, INHUMAN MOTHERFUCKER!! I HATE YOU!! I--

Wait, Lance Errington just grabbed a microphone!

L. Errington: HOLD IT!! Hold it, guys! ... With all due respect to you, Sean, living legend that you are... I'd like to focus on the important issues right now: those being the stellar careers of Gabriel Black and myself, Lance Errington. So maybe if you guys could save it for the Jerry Springer show or something--

S. Black: You're right, Lance. I'm really sorry. ... Rebecca, you've always been an attention whore in ADDITION to being just a regular whore, and this is just a cheap trick to get attention. I don't see why I should even answer your ridiculous bullshit. So this conversation is OVER. Now get out of here before I have you thrown out.

R. Black: I'll kill you. I'll KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!!

Rebecca Black tosses aside the microphone and runs to the ring, then slides inside! She lunges at Sean Black, but Lance Errington and Gabriel Black grab her and try to hold her back! Gabriel Black appears to be trying to reason with Rebecca and calm her down... but Sean Black takes that opportunity to hit her with a BRUTAL right hand while she's held in place! Rebecca Black falls down, clutching her face, and Sean Black smiles and shakes out his hand! What a creep! Even if Rebecca Black is lying about the other stuff, what kind of man would lay into his daughter with such a brutally stiff punch while she was securely held by two men!? Even Gabriel Black turns to his father with wide eyes, and the camera catches him saying, "Jesus, dad," before Sean Black turns to reassure him. Lance Errington and Derek Cole gape at Rebecca Black's fallen body for a moment, then Lance Errington begins waving to the H.A.R.P. Squad as they come out of the back.

L. Errington: Come on! Get her out of here!

The H.A.R.P. Squad comes to the ring and pulls Rebecca Black out, then begins dragging her away as the crowd boos. Rebecca Black's never been their most favorite person, but in this case she seems like the lesser of two evils, and the crowd wouldn't mind seeing some violence from that hate-filled encounter! Gabriel Black picks up a microphone...

G. Black: Ladies and gentlement, I apologize for that unfortunate and unprofessional display. It won't be repeated. Rebecca, I urge you to seek professional help for your many obvious problems, and I'd like to remind you that we are your family and we'll help you if you let us. With that said... I'd like to put that ugly scene behind us and move on.

They're her family, and they'll help her!? After Sean Black just punched her lights out and Gabriel held her for it? The crowd boos, but it looks like Gabriel Black's determined to go on.

G. Black: Tonight, Lance Errington and I will make an example out of Ken Collins and Johnny Smiles, and our colleagues Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon will face Brujah and my brother Troy in the main event. And as I deliver justice to Johnny Smiles and you prepare for your match, Troy, I want you to think about something. I want you to realize that you can exorcise these demons from your past at any time by making one of two simple choices: face me in the ring like a man, or admit that you'll NEVER be a man and leave VCW. You can't run from your destiny forever. It's slowly gaining on you, Troy, and if you're not ready when the time comes... may God have mercy on your soul.

"Denial" by Sevendust hits the arena sound system, and the crowd boos loudly as Lance Errington, Gabriel Black, Derek Cole, and their newest ally "Superstar" Sean Black leave the ring. At least this time they didn't kill half the show with empty self-promotion. But speaking of promotion, before our next match we're going to see a promotional video right now! Let's take a look.

The scene is a video arcade, set inside an indoor shopping mall. The lights are dim, and most of the light in the room comes from the screens of the video games or the flashing lights of the pinball machines and other games. The camera focuses in on one game near the entrance, titled Dragonfire Chronicles.

A muscular, shirtless man in green tights and a shiny green dragon mask approaches the Dragonfire Chronicles game machine, puts in two tokens, and begins playing the game. He punches the buttons and moves the joystick with intensity, but after a while he loses the game, getting a "GAME OVER" screen.

The man in the dragon mask roars with a mighty bellow of rage, then turns and reaches into his tights. He pulls out a lighter, puts it below his lips, and flicks it on, then breathes fire on the game machine! Several screams erupt from inside the arcade, and the other patrons begin fleeing in terror as the game machine catches fire.

Voice: HEY!! YOU THERE!!

The man in the dragon mask turns and sees a mall security officer charging towards him, shouting angrily.

Officer: Stop!!

The man in the dragon mask quickly bolts out of the arcade and runs out into the mall hallway, then runs down the hall and between a set of sliding glass doors that lead to the parking lot, in the process pushing down an old lady who was trying to enter the mall. The mall security officer runs after him, but he stops to help the old lady up, and he gets out into the parking lot just in time to see the man in the green dragon mask get on a bicycle and begin pedalling away rapidly.

Officer: Come back here, damnit!!

The man in the dragon mask pays him no heed as he frantically speeds off into the distance. And at that, the camera fades out on the video, into a simple black screen bearing the following message:

Oh, boy... that was rather unusual. But while some competitors seem to prefer making themselves known with odd vignettes like that, others are going to make their first VCW appearance in the ring, like what we're about to see in the next match! Virginia and Komachi are already in the ring, accompanied by Minako, and they both have microphones.

Virginia: Before we take on two pathetic newcomers and crush their dreams of a VCW career right here in their debut match, Komachi has a few things to say to you. But she's decided she doesn't want to lower herself to speaking your vulgar, clumsy language tonight. And you know, she shouldn't have to. I mean, if most Americans weren't too LAZY and STUPID to learn Japanese, you could understand her just fine. But of course you don't have time for that. Americans NEVER have time to do anything but jack off, watch TV, play video games, and eat greasy, shitty food to put extra pounds on your fat American asses!

The crowd boos loudly, and Virginia laughs quietly to herself.

Virginia: Yeah, the truth hurts, doesn't it? But I mean, really... I know it's asking too much for you to dust off and use your puny, underdeveloped brains and actually learn Japanese. This is America, and more people are biSEXUAL here than bilingual. I think that shows where your priorities are, right there. But since you're so stupid, I've decided I'll take pity on you, and I'll translate for you so that you don't miss out on what Komachi has to say. You should thank me.

The crowd boos again. Most of them probably couldn't care less what Komachi has to say! Komachi begins speaking angrily in Japanese, and Virginia stands by, ready to translate.

Virginia: Komachi says that what happened at Horror Show was a fluke. When we get a rematch against Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten, we're going to prove that those two pathetic little girls can't stand up to the two most dominant women in the world.

Komachi speaks again in Japanese.

Virginia: Komachi says that she's going to hurt them so badly that they'll never come after us again. They won't be so cute and lively when they're laid up in wheelchairs with their noses broken and half their teeth knocked out.

Komachi speaks again in Japanese, and Virginia listens.

Virginia: And she's gonna tear up their stupid stuffed cat and make a pair of slippers out of it.

The crowd boos loudly, and actually begins a "SUMIKO!" chant. Komachi looks around at them angrily, then says something else, raising her voice until she's nearly shouting. Virginia translates.

Virginia: If you want to see what we'll do to your precious SJW World Tag Team Champions, just look at what she did to Heather Dannon and Pauline Vietjohn last week, or what we're about to do to these two newcomers tonight.

The crowd boos again, and Komachi speaks briefly again.

Virginia: Oh, wait. Komachi says she will say one thing to you, in English...

Oh sure, that's nice of her. The crowd boos, and Komachi smiles and raises the microphone...

Komachi: FUCK OFF!!

The crowd's boos get even louder as Virginia and Komachi share a laugh. But then "Of Wolf And Man" by Metallica begins playing, and the crowd gives a modest round of cheers as two women come out of the backstage entrance! One is Mary Cohen, who was seen once before on VCW TV on the first of October, and the other is a Latin American woman dressed in a fur loincloth and halter top. She's a newcomer to VCW, called La Princesa Lobo, and she'll be making her television debut tonight! They come to the ring and climb inside, and Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin the match!

Virginia & Komachi
w/Minako

La Princesa Lobo charges Virginia fearlessly and catches her off-guard, biting her face, clawing, and scratching. But Virginia regains her composure and levels her with a massive punch, and the match becomes one-sided quickly. Virginia and Komachi dominate their two smaller opponents and bump them around the ring, shrugging off all their attempts at retaliation. Mary Cohen tries to wrestle them to the mat when she gets in, but Virginia and Komachi are too powerful for her to keep down, and they retaliate with bone-crushing offense. Finally, Virginia hits Mary Cohen with the Virgin Sacrifice, then turns La Princesa Lobo inside-out with a huge clothesline and puts a single foot over Cohen's chest for the three-count.

Virginia and Komachi just picked up a simple, decisive victory tonight. Mary Cohen is laid out, and Virginia and Komachi leave the ring, celebrating their victory. Since losing the SJW World Tag Team Titles, they've been downright vicious... but wait! As they back up the aisle, Pauline Vietjohn and "Halfway Decent" Heather Dannon just stepped out behind them... and Heather has a frying pan! As Virginia and Komachi keep backing up the aisle, looking back into the ring, Heather Dannon charges forward and whacks Komachi in the back of the head with the frying pan!

Komachi goes down, and Virginia turns around, just in time for Pauline Vietjohn to begin hammering her with a series of weak forearms to the face! Virginia shrugs off the blows and takes a swing at Pauline Vietjohn, but Pauline ducks, then kicks her in the midsection, grabs her hair, and gives her a jawbreaker! Komachi gets up and spits blue mist at Heather Dannon, but Heather hides her face behind the frying pan to block, then turns and begins running away! Pauline Vietjohn sees that, and she begins running too, as Minako moves to help her two friends. Heather Dannon and Pauline Vietjohn retreat backstage quickly, but the crowd's still cheering... they just did a hit and run on Komachi and Virginia, as payback for the unprovoked beating they took a week ago!

Virginia and Komachi are furious, standing in the aisle and bellowing challenges, daring Heather Dannon and Pauline Vietjohn to come back for more! It doesn't look like that'll happen, though. They picked their spot, and now they've fled the scene. And on that note, we're going to take a look backstage, in the Jolly Rogers's dressing room!

Nurse Vivacia is sitting in front of one of the backstage monitors, which now has a Super Nintendo Entertainment System hooked to it. There's also a table in the room with a clear plastic vase containing water and plastic flowers, a cream pie, an uncut loaf of bread, and a dish of butter on it. Behind her, "Dastardly" Dave Adams, Tom Guycot, Seaman Staines, and Roger the Cabin Boy are all standing around near the door. She reaches up and plugs a Super Street Fighter II cartridge into the game system, then turns it on, sits back and grabs a controller.

N. Vivacia: Hey, anybody wanna play Street Fighter II against me?

T. Guycot: No thank you. I find that Zangief character's rugged machismo entirely too much to bear.

D. Adams: Besides, we're all gonna head down to the food court and keel-haul a couple land-lubbers. Are you wanting us to bring you back some provisions?

N. Vivacia: No thanks. I ate at McDonalds earlier today with my gift certificate. Besides, there's this table of stuff right here, too.

D. Adams: Suit yourself. All right then, me hearties, let's set sail!

Dave Adams opens the door and walks out, and Tom Guycot, Seaman Staines, and Roger the Cabin Boy follow him. Nurse Vivacia looks after them, then looks back at the monitor and sighs.

N. Vivacia: Well, I guess it's just you and me, game. We don't need them anyway!

Nurse Vivacia sits and stares at the monitor for a couple seconds, as if trying to convince herself of that. But then the door bursts open, and Nicole walks in with a smug smile on her face.

Nicole: Well, if it isn't the lovely bikini contest winner!

Nurse Vivacia gets up and whirls to face her.

N. Vivacia: What do you want!?

Nicole: A piece of your cheap, skanky ass.

Nurse Vivacia steps back, hesitating.

N. Vivacia: Wait... what do you mean by that? Do you mean you want a fight, or do you mean you want to have lesbian se--

Nicole steps forward and answers her question with a punch, sending her staggering back into the wall of the dressing room. She pulls her hair to take her down to the floor and climbs on top of her, and the two women begin rolling around on the floor, clawing and slapping and pulling each other's hair.

Nicole: You're a stupid whore!

N. Vivacia: No, YOU are!

Nurse Vivacia throws Nicole off, then gets up and doubles her over with a kneelift. She pulls the back of Nicole's pants and underwear away from her body and dumps the contents of the butter dish down them, then grabs the loaf of bread and beans her over the head with it. Nicole falls down on her rear, looking outraged.

Nicole: You got my ass all buttery, you sick, stupid bitch! Take this!

Nicole pops up, grabs the cream pie, and smashes it into Nurse Vivacia's face. The pie tin falls off, leaving her face covered with whipped cream, until Nicole grabs the plastic vase and sloshes the water from it in her face, washing some of it away. Nicole knocks Nurse Vivacia down by hitting her with the clear plastic vase, then moves to stand over her, but Nurse Vivacia grabs one of the Super Nintendo Entertainment System's controllers and tosses it to Nicole, then grabs the other one.

Nicole: Oh, that's it, you're going down!

N. Vivacia: Bring it on!

The view shifts to a view of the monitor. Nicole, the first player, chooses Chun Li, while Nurse Vivacia chooses Vega. They begin battling in the game, with Nurse Vivacia trying to stand back and use her claw attack to keep Nicole away. Nicole takes a few hits, then becomes wise to this strategy and starts using her jump kick, followed by furious repeating kicks when she lands. After connecting with this combination a few times, she wins the fight, and Vega is knocked out.

Back in the locker room, Nurse Vivacia also crumples to the floor, unconscious, after Nicole's victory as Chun Li. Nicole gets up and looks around, then opens the door and sticks her head out. She sees Brendan Powers passing by in the hallway, and flags him down.

Nicole: Hey, ref! Get in here and count!

Nicole goes down and covers Nurse Vivacia, hooking her leg. Brendan Powers comes in, looks around at the whole scene in confusion, then shrugs, goes down, and counts to three. Nicole gets up, smiling, and Brendan Powers raises her hand in victory, then walks away.

Nicole: Be thankful it wasn't Mortal Kombat, or I would've done a fatality on your ass.

Nicole stomps down at Nurse Vivacia's fallen form a few times, then walks out of the room, as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and we're going to go ahead with our next match! Dean Sanders is already in the ring, awaiting his opponent... and "Stormbringer" by Deep Purple kicks on over the arena sound system, bringing out Chris Champlain to a large round of boos from the crowd! He's walking with a limp, obviously still not a hundred percent after his brutal encounter with Russel "The Muscle" Taylor at Horror Show. And that's not a good way to be when faced with a competitor like Dean Sanders! Still, he seems ready to go as he slides into the ring, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and throws off his hooded cloak while laughing maniacally. Linda Peterson enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll begin this match!

This match goes to the mat in the beginning, and both men show some skill there, though Dean Sanders controls the match for the most part. Chris Champlain seems reluctant to enter into a brawl for once, but when he realizes he can't outwrestle Dean Sanders, he hits a low blow and begins attacking with sadistic, vicious offense! But Dean Sanders is equally vicious and aggressive, and after enduring some punishment from Chris Champlain he begins to hold his own in the brawl. Still injured from Horror Show, and faced with Dean Sanders's full aggression, Chris Champlain is unable to endure the constant abuse. Dean Sanders knocks him silly with a lariat, then goes up to the top turnbuckle and hits a flying elbowdrop on him, after which he covers and gets the three count.

Chris Champlain rolls out of the ring and begins dragging himself backstage, as the crowd cheers Dean Sanders's victory. Normally, Chris Champlain is one nasty, vicious competitor, but he's still nursing some injuries from Horror Show, and as a result Dean Sanders's match with him wasn't the painful, perilous ordeal that it might have been.

We understand that, once again, we're going to look backstage now at the Jolly Rogers's dressing room, as they prepare to head to the ring for a match against the Knights of the Squared Circle! Let's take a look.

Tom Guycot, "Dastardly" Dave Adams, Roger the Cabin Boy, and Seaman Staines are all backstage with Nurse Vivacia, who's now freshly-showered and dressed in red cotton shorts and a white "The Doctor is IN!" Dave Adams T-shirt. She seems somewhat distraught.

N. Vivacia: And then... she beat me! At my own video game! I think I fainted or something when it happened. This SUCKS!! How could this happen to me!?

T. Guycot: You must be very upset. I can empathize. My daughter's playmates will also occasionally assault her with food and defeat her in video games. Truly childish.

D. Adams: Look... it's not such a big deal, all right? Let's just go out to the ring and take care of the Knights of the Squared Circle, and then we'll all feel better. After all, when pirates fight knights, the pirates always win all throughout history.

Roger: Um... cap'n? Pirates and knights never really fought each other in history. For one thing, knights fight on land, with lances and horses, and pirates fight in the water, with ships and cannons. For another thing, mounted heavy cavalry became obsolete when moderately advanced gunpowder weapons were created, which occurred around the time that the Age of Sail was dawning--

D. Adams: Sonny, I'm gonna have you swabbing the deck with Johnny Toothbrush tonight.

Roger: Begging your pardon, cap'n.

D. Adams: Anyway... don't worry about it, babe. Besides, we got a pretty good haul from the food court. We rustled up some gold dubloons, pieces of eight, and all other manner of scurvy loot in our voyage. So cheer up, and later I'll be treating you to a special evening in the captain's quarters.

Dave Adams holds up a small pouch and shakes it, causing metal to jingle inside, then tosses it on one of the benches, where it lands with an audible "chink" sound. Nurse Vivacia perks up a little and smiles.

N. Vivacia: Yeah, you're right. Besides, I'll get my revenge on that bitch soon. Let's go out and show 'em what we can do, guys!

D. Adams: That's the spirit! Onward, me hearties!

Dave Adams leads the rest of them out of the locker room, and closes the door behind them. But after several seconds pass, the door opens, and Brian Rivera walks in, followed by Marylin Silvera.

B. Rivera: Aw, man, it's empty and shit! Are you sure you heard that referee dude right?

M. Silvera: You mustn't doubt me. Brendan Powers said there was some sort of naughty girl-on-girl action going on here. Evidently he's a slippery little liar.

Brian Rivera looks around, and sees the pouch that Dave Adams had tossed on a bench.

B. Rivera: Hey, hold up a minute, Peter Pan. I think I found something!

Brian Rivera opens the pouch and looks inside, and gets a goofy grin on his face.

B. Rivera: Aw hell yeah, fool! There's all kinds of bling-bling up in this bitch, dog!

M. Silvera: Truly?

B. Rivera: You bet, bubba. This is tight! Heck, we could probably hire a couple hookers and get our own girl-on-girl action going on with this kinda cash! Let's take this shit down to the pawn shop. We finna live the high life tonight, my friend!

Brian Rivera and Marylin Silvera leave the room with Dave Adams's pouch of loot, and the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

This nonsense can't be going anywhere good. In the ring, Monty Pompous and Jockey Oldcastle are already awaiting the entrance of their opponents... and as "Calling Dr. Love" by KISS begins playing, that brings out the Jolly Rogers and their entourage! They seem completely unaware of what happened just now, and they're focused on Monty Pompous and Jockey Oldcastle in the ring! They come to the ring and climb inside, and Brendan Powers calls for the bell to begin this match!

Jolly Rogers
w/Nurse Vivacia, Seaman Staines, and Roger the Cabin Boy

The Jolly Rogers take the early lead with some tricky moves, but the superior power of the Knights of the Squared Circle comes into play when they fight back, and gain the advantage after a minute or two. They cut Dave Adams off from Tom Guycot and begin working him over, with Monty Pompous doing eighty percent of the work to compensate for Jockey Oldcastle's poor stamina. After a few minutes of abuse, Dave Adams counters an attempt for the Swashbuckler with a jawbreaker, then makes the hot tag to Tom Guycot as Monty Pompous tags in Jockey Oldcastle.

Tom Guycot comes in from the hot tag with a flurry of offense, taking both opponents down repeatedly. Dave Adams comes in to help, and together they dump Monty Pompous out of the ring. Dave Adams goes for the Doctor's Orders on Jockey Oldcastle, but Jockey Oldcastle is too fat to lift for the move and he just shoves Dave Adams away. Tom Guycot whips Jockey Oldcastle into a corner of the ring and mounts him for the Skullicide, but Jockey Oldcastle pushes him off, then falls forward onto him in a heap. Tom Guycot's legs kick frantically, but he's trapped under Jockey Oldcastle's ponderous weight as Brendan Powers makes the three count.

Jockey Oldcastle gets up, and Dave Adams and Tom Guycot roll out of the ring to retreat backstage with their entourage, grumbling about their loss. Monty Pompous comes into the ring and gives Jockey Oldcastle a manly, back-slapping hug in celebration of their victory... but they don't notice Dean Sanders running out of the backstage entrance, carrying a chair! He slides into the ring, and Monty Pompous turns around... right into a chairshot! He goes down and rolls out of the ring, and the crowd cheers!

Jockey Oldcastle sees Dean Sanders and roars out a challenge, and he charges him... and runs head-first into a chairshot! He staggers back, looking dazed, and a camera picks up Dean Sanders muttering, "When I hit you with a chair, you go down the first time, you fuck" just before he runs forward and absolutely CREAMS Jockey Oldcastle with a thunderous chairshot that rings out through the arena!! Jockey Oldcastle goes down, clutching his head and crying out in pain, and starts rolling out of the ring, as Dean Sanders lays in several stiff kicks to the midsection on him! Jockey Oldcastle joins Monty Pompous on the outside, and both Knights of the Squared Circle stare into the ring at Dean Sanders, shocked and frightened!

As the Knights of the Squared Circle retreat from Dean Sanders's assault, we're going to look back one more time at the Jolly Rogers's locker room! Let's take another look here...

The Jolly Rogers enter their locker room, along with Nurse Vivacia, Seaman Staines, and Roger the Cabin Boy, and they look rather grumpy and angry.

T. Guycot: Blast and confound it! The ponderous girth of my opponent was too great for me. I must weep in shame.

D. Adams: Damn scurvy seadogs. They haven't seen the last of us! We'll get that big bastard and use his fat to grease our guns!

Roger the Cabin Boy looks over at the bench and sees that the pouch is gone.

Roger: Begging your pardon, cap'n, but it appears somebody made off with our loot.

Dave Adams looks at the bench, then looks back with a shocked double take.

D. Adams: Avast! We've been robbed!

T. Guycot: How terrible!

D. Adams: I can't believe this! That was our plunder! We rightfully stole it first, damn it! Some scalawag has plundered our booty!! But we'll teach them. Nobody plunders our booty and lives to tell the tale... right, boys!?

Tom Guycot, Seaman Staines, and Roger the Cabin Boy all raise fists in the air and shout in agreement, but Nurse Vivacia just smiles and shrugs a little bit.

N. Vivacia: I don't know... I kinda like having my booty plundered, sometimes.

Everyone else in the room turns and looks at Nurse Vivacia for a few seconds. Then Dave Adams scoops her up in his arms and carries her out of the room. He opens the door to a broom closet across the hall and carries Nurse Vivacia inside, then closes the door behind them.

T. Guycot: It's times like these when we need to have a second nurse on duty.

Seaman Staines and Roger the Cabin Boy both nod in agreement, as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and now we're going to see an SJW World Tag Team Title defense! "Halfway Decent" by Audio Karate begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers as "Halfway Decent" Heather Dannon and Pauline Vietjohn come out of the backstage entrance. They begin walking to the ring, slapping hands with the fans in the aisles on their way, and slide inside. This is a very big opportunity for them; they have a shot against Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten tonight, with the SJW World Tag Team Titles on the line! They each climb up to opposite top turnbuckles and pose for the crowd to another round of cheers, then step down into the ring.

But then "Star Cycle" by Jeff Beck begins playing, and the crowd cheers even more loudly as Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten come out of the backstage entrance, wearing their SJW World Tag Team Title belts! They also interact with the fans in the aisles on their way to the ring, smiling and cheerful as always, and slide inside. They take their turn posing for the crowd, then turn and shake hands with Heather Dannon and Pauline Vietjohn. Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and the match begins!

At the start of the match, Pauline Vietjohn faces off against Christina Ellis. While the two women are pretty evenly matched in terms of quickness, Christina Ellis is more precise and experienced in her moves, and in a duel of fast-paced strikes, dropkicks, and quick aerial moves she comes out slightly ahead. Likewise, when Christina Ellis tags in the Pink Kitten, her offense is less flashy, but more accurate and skillfully executed than Pauline Vietjohn's, and she too seems to have a slight advantage in this area. At a loss for how to defeat the champions, Pauline Vietjohn tags in Heather Dannon after being knocked into her corner by one of the Pink Kitten's dropkicks.

Heather Dannon comes in, locks up with the Pink Kitten, and immediately drives a knee into her gut. She takes a momentary advantage by using brawling tactics and just clobbering the Pink Kitten with brawling moves, though a good portion of the crowd turns against her at that point. But after the initial shock and dismay of being confronted with this kind of offense wears off, the Pink Kitten begins fighting back, and she puts some distance between herself and Heather Dannon, then brings her down with several quick dropkicks and takedowns. Heather Dannon rolls out of the ring to bang her fists on the ring apron and mutter obscenities to herself, and as she does the Pink Kitten tags Christina Ellis back in.

Heather Dannon comes back in against Christina Ellis and locks up with her, and Christina Ellis shoots her into the ropes. When she comes off, Christina Ellis goes for a dropkick, but Heather Dannon puts the breaks on, then darts forward, grabs her legs, and turns her over into a Boston crab! She yells "I GOT HER, PAULINE!! WE'RE GONNA BE THE CHAMPIONS!!", but her confidence is premature as Christina Ellis fights her way to the ropes. Heather Dannon stares at her with worry as she releases the hold at Jerry Rogers's insistence. Heather and Pauline can't overmatch their opponents with either speed or technical ability, and if Virginia and Komachi couldn't beat them into submission at Horror Show, it's unlikely that Heather or Pauline can do it tonight.

With no clear road to victory presenting itself, Heather Dannon cuts Christina Ellis off with a kneelift as she gets up, then whips her to the mat with a headlock takedown, keeps the headlock applied, and holds on for dear life. Christina Ellis fights her way up, but Heather Dannon punches her in the face repeatedly from the headlock, then grabs her hair and whips her back to the mat in a headlock takedown, keeping her down again! Jerry Rogers warns Heather Dannon, but Heather Dannon just grits her teeth and squeezes on the headlock, refusing to let up! Christina Ellis begins fighting her way up again, and slowly she makes it to her feet... but Heather starts punching her again! This time, though, instead of faltering, Christina Ellis just gives out a scream of inner fury and lifts her! Her scream is joined by a cry of terror from Heather Dannon just before she lands from a devestating belly-to-back suplex!!

Both women are down, and Christina Ellis crawls to her corner and tags in the Pink Kitten, as Heather Dannon tags in Pauline Vietjohn. Pauline comes in with a leg lariat, but the Pink Kitten ducks, and Pauline falls against the ropes! She begins pulling herself up, and the Pink Kitten charges... but Pauline Vietjohn backdrops her over the top rope to the floor! The Pink Kitten crash-lands to the floor, and Pauline Vietjohn takes a running start, then leaps out onto her with a TOPE CON HILO!! The Pink Kitten goes down, and the crowd explodes into cheers! Pauline Vietjohn took a big risk with that move, and it actually paid off! Suddenly, they may have a chance again! Meanwhile, Christina Ellis and Heather Dannon are back in the ring, and Christina Ellis takes Heather Dannon down with a Russian legsweep!

Pauline Vietjohn rolls the Pink Kitten back into the ring, then climbs to the top turnbuckle. The Pink Kitten gets up, and Pauline Vietjohn leaps off at her with the TWISTING MOONSAULT DROPKICK!! But Christina Ellis sees it, and she tackles Yuri out of the way, taking the impact of the dropkick herself! Christina Ellis just took the bullet for the Pink Kitten, and now Pauline Vietjohn gets up... and the Pink Kitten kicks her in the midsection, then flings her to the mat with a snap mare! Heather Dannon gets up, and the Pink Kitten grabs her and dumps her to the outside of the ring, then grabs Pauline Vietjohn and gives her a double underhook suplex!

Pauline Vietjohn is down, and the Pink Kitten goes up to the top turnbuckle, then leaps off to come down on her with a FLYING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!! She just stomped down on Pauline Vietjohn's stomach from the top turnbuckle! Pauline Vietjohn is down and in pain, and the Pink Kitten stops to play to the crowd for a minute, then lifts her for the Tombstone, but Pauline Vietjohn counters it with a spinning headscissors! She took the Pink Kitten down! They both start getting up... and Pauline Vietjohn comes from behind the Pink Kitten, grabs her head, and takes the back of her head into the mat with a reverse sitdown faceslam!

The Pink Kitten's down, and Pauline Vietjohn goes up to the top turnbuckle! She leaps off... and hits the LEAP OF FAITH!! She covers and hooks the leg, and we could have new champions as Jerry Rogers counts... but Christina Ellis grabs Pauline from behind and hauls her off of the Pink Kitten at two! She lifts her, and brings her crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex! Pauline Vietjohn crumples to a heap, and Christina Ellis drags Yuri to their corner and tags herself in as Pauline Vietjohn starts getting up! She grabs Pauline from behind in a full nelson, and brings her down with the DRAGON SUPLEX!! She holds the bridge, and Jerry Rogers counts... but Heather Dannon pops up on the apron, reaches in, and slaps Pauline's hand to tag herself in just before three!! The crowd goes ballistic... they thought that was it!!

Christina Ellis starts to get up, and Heather Dannon comes in and drives a knee into her gut, then lifts her in a fireman's carry... but Christina Ellis slips out the back! She tries to graba full nelson on Heather Dannon, but Heather realizes what's happening when Christina Ellis gets one arm, and she uses the other to stun her with a back elbow, then breaks free and slips behind Christina Ellis! She hops up on her shoulders for a Victory Roll... but Christina Ellis stabilizes herself, grabs Heather Dannon's arms, and pulls them across her waist straightjacket-like! A look of pure terror crosses Heather Dannon's face as she frantically shakes her head "no", realizing where she is... but Christina Ellis brings her down with the OCEAN CYCLONE SUPLEX!! Forget about it, this match is OVER!! Jerry Rogers counts, and the count is three! Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten retain!

Christina Ellis and The Pink Kitten just retained the VCW World Tag Team Titles... but wait just a second, Komachi and Virginia are charging out of the backstage entrance! The crowd boos as they slide into the ring, and Christina Ellis gets up wearily and sees them coming in! She prepares to fight, but Komachi lunges forward and SPITS THE BLUE MIST IN HER FACE!! Christina Ellis staggers back, wiping at her eyes, and Komachi whirls and knocks her flat with the URAKEN!! The Pink Kitten is also starting to stand, but Virginia grabs her by the mask and pulls her into a BIG headbutt that knocks her to the mat! Then Komachi tosses Christina Ellis out of the ring as Virginia grabs the Pink Kitten, lifts her over her head in a Gorilla Press, and tosses her over the top rope to the floor!

Pauline Vietjohn's starting to get up now, and Komachi grabs her and holds her arms from behind in a double chickenwing! She struggles weakly, and Virginia smiles, draws back a fist, and HAMMERS her right in the face as the crowd boos! Now Virginia grabs a double handful of Pauline's blue hair and takes a turn holding her in place as Komachi measures her, then spins and blasts her with a URAKEN!! Heather Dannon is still down and laid out after the Ocean Cyclone Suplex, but Virginia doesn't seem to care; she lifts her in a standing headscissors and gives her a big power bomb anyway!! Virginia stacks Heather Dannon up on top of Pauline Vietjohn, face-down, and Komachi goes up to the top turnbuckle, then comes off to land on both of them with a FLYING SITDOWN SPLASH!!

Everyone's laid out in and around the ring, the crowd is booing loudly, and Virginia calls for a microphone! What could she possibly have to say for herself this time!?

Virginia: Maybe you didn't get the message earlier. Christina, Yuri... we'll see you two flimsy little brats in the ring when we come to get the titles back. And Heather and Pauline... you just do your best to stay out of our way, and don't try anything cute again, or kicking your asses is gonna become a regular habit for us.

Virginia throws down the microphone, and the crowd boos as she and Komachi leave the ring. We're gonna have to get some trainers out here to help these four young women out. But in the meantime, we're going to go backstage, where the Ontario Colour Show are standing by with Ziggy Adderloaf! Let's check that out now.

Owen Addison and Paul Canyon, the Ontario Colour Show, are backstage with Ziggy Adderloaf. Both of them are dressed to wrestle and wearing their VCW World Tag Team Title belts, and Tim Bell is standing back in the background.

Z. Adderloaf: All right, guys. For a tag team that doesn't always see eye-to-eye, the two of you have been remarkably successful. At Horror Show, you defeated Troy Black and Brujah for the titles, and last week you defended them against the Wrecking Crew. How--

O. Addison: That's not how it was, Ziggy. The only reason we retained these titles last week was because the Tough Customers came out to jump the Wrecking Crew during the match. They had us beat. You know why? Because I wasn't a hundred percent. I was nowhere close to a hundred percent. I had no business being in the ring at all last Monday night.

And do you know why THAT is? Because Brujah nearly killed me at Horror Show. Strictly speaking, we DIDN'T beat Troy Black and Brujah. Our unconscious carcasses were thrown on top of theirs by the Hammer of the Gods. Face it... our fifth title reign has been a joke so far. And it's all a lack of communication... or so it seems, anyway. You see, it was no secret that I was still badly hurt after Horror Show. The whole world saw me get power bombed on a chair on pay-per-view.

Owen Addison pauses for a second, then turns to Paul Canyon, who's looking a little uneasy.

O. Addison: But in spite of my injured state, which I only bitched about constantly during the twenty-four hours between Horror Show and last Monday, you decided it was still a good idea to go out and answer the Wrecking Crew's challenge anyway. Now, from my perspective, there's only two possible conclusions I can draw from that. One is that you don't have the brains that God gave a ground squirrel, so maybe you forgot. And the other is that maybe you just didn't care. Maybe you wanted to put me in the ring with the Wrecking Crew while I was hurt. Maybe you're still so bitter that I ruined your chances at getting into Jennie's pants that you WANTED me to get hurt.

Paul Canyon was looking down at the ground, embarrassed, during most of Owen Addison's tirade, but at the last statement he looks up and gets angry.

P. Canyon: You really don't know anything about the situation with Jennie, first of all. You're completely wrong about that. But leave it alone. You had your way, and she's gone now. As far as last week goes... I have to plead criminal stupidity on that one. I underestimated the Wrecking Crew. After they spent the last six months in comedy matches with the New Immortals, I forgot how dangerous they can be. I thought we could handle them, even at less than a hundred percent. I was wrong. And I'm sorry. It's a mistake I won't make again.

Z. Adderloaf: It's clear you guys still aren't getting along. But tonight you have a match against the Tough Customers, with the titles on the line. Do you think you're ready?

O. Addison: We'd better be. I'm not giving up the titles without a fight... don't get me wrong. Maybe we won them under suspicious circumstances, but we're going to make things right by defending them against anybody who wants a shot at them... be it Troy Black and Brujah, the Tough Customers, or the Wrecking Crew. And as far as Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon go, we're not done with them by a long shot. Even if we lose the titles and break up the team tonight, I'm STILL coming to get Jacob Idol and put him in his place after that match at Survival of the Fittest.

P. Canyon: Idol and Solomon handed us the titles because they want to challenge us and beat us for them. They know we're not seeing eye-to-eye, and they think they can divide and conquer us. They think they can win now, and they might be right. We may not have the same kind of teamwork and communication that we used to. After working in singles and teaming with different partners, we lost the special touch that we had before all this. Maybe sometimes, when we're really on, we still have it again... maybe for only a second or two. We don't get along now outside of the ring... but hey, we've always argued about little details. As far as I'm concerned, a big challenge like this is just what we need to get ourselves back on the same page. And once we find our rhythm in the ring again, we'll remind them what it truly means to be in the ring against the full-strength Ontario Colour Show.

Z. Adderloaf: It seems there are still problems in the Ontario Colour Show, but they're determined to work through them. Let's get back to the ring and see them defend the titles!

The camera fades out on the backstage scene as the Ontario Colour Show and Tim Bell begin heading to the ring.

The Ontario Colour Show may be the champions, and they may be determined, but they'll need to be working in top form tonight to hold onto the titles. "War Machine" by KISS is playing over the arena sound system, and the Tough Customers look very focused as they come to the ring, accompanied by Dean Sanders. They enter the ring, and Darren Michaels takes off his football jersey and poses for the crowd as Bass Rogers raises a fist in the air and bellows loudly. They're ready to take the titles back, there's no question about that.

But now "Achilles Last Stand" by Led Zeppelin begins playing, and that brings out the VCW World Tag Team Champions, Owen Addison and Paul Canyon, the Ontario Colour Show! Tim Bell is headed to the ring with them, and the crowd is cheering loudly. They're both very quick, very gifted wrestlers, and they'll have to bring that to bear against the power of the Tough Customers tonight. These may be the two best tag teams in VCW, going head-to-head, with the titles on the line! The Ontario Colour Show climbs into the ring, and Bobcat McGavin calls for the bell to begin the match!

Ontario Colour Show (c)
w/Tim Bell

Tough Customers
w/Dean Sanders

For all that they seemed unfocused earlier, the Ontario Colour Show has a good strategy down in the early goings of this match; they outmaneuver Bass Rogers and try to wear him down, and they take advantage of Darren Michaels's inexperience by wrestling him to the mat. The explosive power of the Tough Customers keeps them from falling behind in the match, as one solid blow or power move will slow Owen Addison or Paul Canyon down for a while. In fact, when Bass Rogers catches Owen Addison with a blindly-swung lariat after absorbing a dropkick, they take the advantage.

Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels begin working over Owen Addison, using their bone-crushing power offense to beat him senseless. After a few big power moves, Bass Rogers seems to be getting winded, so he puts on a bearhug. It may be a good move for him, but the crowd boos in displeasure. Owen Addison begins fighting the bearhug, then finally squirms around and manages to elbow Bass Rogers in the face a few times, loosening his grip... but Bass Rogers just bellows loudly, tightens his grip again, and flings Owen Addison down with a belly-to-belly suplex!

Bass Rogers tags in Darren Michaels, and Darren pulls Owen Addison up into a standing headscissors. He lifts him for a power bomb... but when he gets him up, Owen Addison begins punching him in the face repeatedly! Darren Michaels is staggered by the blows, but he manages to stagger back towards the ropes before falling down, and he drops Owen Addison chest-first across the top rope! Owen Addison rocks back on his feet, but he's staggering back, clutching his chest, and Darren Michaels gets up, then charges and tears him down to the canvas with a huge SPEAR!! Owen Addison is down on the mat, near a neutral corner, and Darren Michaels covers! Bobcat McGavin counts... but only gets to two before Owen Addison puts a foot on the ropes! Darren Michaels, in his inexperience, didn't think to drag Owen Addison away from the ropes!

But now he makes the motion of passing a football, and he steps out to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle! He's going for the Long Bomb!! Owen Addison gets up, groggy... but Paul Canyon yells "LOOK OUT!" as Owen Addison gets up, and Owen turns and throws a blind dropkick that catches Darren Michaels as he leaps off with the Long Bomb!! They're both down now, and Paul Canyon may have just saved the titles with that warning! Could the Ontario Colour Show be starting to overcome their communication problems? They're both down, and both men crawl to their corners. Darren Michaels tags in Bass Rogers... and Owen Addison tags in Paul Canyon!

Paul Canyon comes in and rushes at Bass Rogers, dropkicking him in the chest! Bass Rogers staggers back, and Paul Canyon hits him with a second dropkick to the chest that knocks him back-first into a corner of the ring! Bass Rogers roars and comes running out with a lariat, but Paul Canyon ducks under it and hooks his arms, then swings up on him and takes him down into a crucifix pin! Bobcat McGavin counts, and Bass Rogers roars angrily and kicks out at two! He charges again... but this time runs into a drop-toe hold that takes him down chest-first on the bottom rope!

Bass Rogers is lying slumped over the bottom rope, and Paul Canyon sprints up to the top turnbuckle, then leaps off with a FLYING LEGDROP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! He hits Bass Rogers and tumbles to the floor in a heap, but Bass Rogers flops back into the ring, clutching his throat and kicking his legs! He was just nearly beheaded by that move! But as Paul Canyon starts to get up, Darren Michaels comes over to him! He prepares to strike with a clubbing forearm, but Owen Addison saw him going in that direction and climbed into the ring... and now he runs and wipes out Darren Michaels with a tope suicida! Darren Michaels and Owen Addison go down in a heap, and the crowd explodes into cheers! The Ontario Colour Show is hitting on all cylinders tonight!

Bass Rogers is starting to get up in the ring, but Paul Canyon has climbed up on the apron now, and he springs to the top rope and leaps off at him with a springboard cross bodypress... but Bass Rogers catches him! Bass Rogers catches Paul Canyon, and brings him down on a knee with a massive backbreaker! He backs up and comes off the ropes with a big splash, landing squarely on Paul Canyon, then stays on him for the cover! Bobcat McGavin counts... but Paul Canyon kicks out at two and a half!

Bass Rogers gets up, huffing and puffing, and stands around for a moment trying to catch his breath. After getting guillotined against the bottom rope, he seems to have a little trouble breathing. After a few deep breaths, he snarls at Paul Canyon and pulls him up, then whips him into a corner of the ring. He pauses to take a few more deep gasps for breath, then charges in with an avalanche... but Paul Canyon moves out of the way! Bass Rogers hits the turnbuckles chest-first and staggers back, and Paul Canyon rolls him up from behind! Bobcat McGavin counts, and Bass Rogers kicks out half a second AFTER three! Paul Canyon just took home the win!

They've done it! The Ontario Colour Show just defended the VCW World Tag Team Titles against the most physically dominant tag team in VCW! Perhaps they still have some problems with each other, but they did a heck of a job working through them tonight. Paul Canyon rolls out of the ring to join Owen Addison and Tim Bell, and they each take one of the title belts from the timekeeper. Owen Addison says something to Paul Canyon and gives him a pat on the back, and Paul Canyon says something in response, but it doesn't seem like friendly conversation. The respect and the teamwork is back, at least tonight, but there are still issues here. They rose to the occasion tonight because they needed to, because there was no other option.

Before our next match, we're going to take a look backstage at the party going on in Lars Coverdale's honor, in the VIP room! Let's take a look now!

At the party backstage, Lars Coverdale is hanging near a table with the Pink Kitten and Sumiko the stuffed cat. Yuri is dressed in a pink sweater and knee-length black skirt, with white socks and pink sneakers, instead of her Pink Kitten ring gear. Even so, she's still wearing the mask.

L. Coverdale: Man, Yuri, this party is totally awesome! It totally helped me remember how cool it is to be Lars Coverdale. Every week, I get to hang out with all you guys... and who needs Michelle when I just met a cool babe like Lizzie?

P. Kitten: I'm really glad to see you in good spirits again, Lars. We were all really worried!

L. Coverdale: Oh, and don't let me forget... we've got a rocking kitty mascot, too! Right, Sumiko?

Lars Coverdale grins at Sumiko and gives it a thumbs-up sign, but hesitates and stops after a second.

L. Coverdale: She never talks to me, though.

The Pink Kitten giggles and pats Lars Coverdale on the shoulder.

P. Kitten: Sure she does! She talks to you in your head, but sometimes it's kinda hard to hear her. Just look at her, and listen in your mind, and you can hear her.

L. Coverdale: Um... okay. ... ... ... Hey, you're right! She just said that I'm totally excellent!

The Pink Kitten smiles.

P. Kitten: See?

L. Coverdale: What a night, huh? Not only do I get to hang out with my friends and meet an awesome babe, I also learned how to talk to Sumiko! Except I'm a little worried still, about things... with Lizzie and all.

P. Kitten: You and Lizzie really like each other. All of us can tell. I know you can trust her.

L. Coverdale: Maybe, but I've gotta get over this whole premature ejaculation thing. ... You don't have that problem, do you, Yuri? How do you keep from ejaculating prematurely?

The Pink Kitten tries to hide a smile as she looks down at her feet.

P. Kitten: Um... to tell the truth, Lars... I don't really... I mean, I... that's not...

L. Coverdale: Oh, right. Guess you wouldn't really know much about that. I guess I'd better ask Ken or Johnny.

Christina Ellis happens upon the scene, wearing a large men's T-shirt and boxer shorts with characters from the Super Mario Brothers video games on them.

C. Ellis: Okay, I didn't catch all of what you're talking about here, but I thought I heard you say you're going to ask Ken or Johnny about something. And whatever it is, if you want a serious answer and not a goofy one, you'd better ask me instead.

L. Coverdale: Um... okay. You're kinda... y'know, a girl, so you might not know... but what do I do about premature ejaculation?

C. Ellis: Heck, that's easy! You have fingers and a tongue, don't you?

Lars Coverdale checks his hands, wiggling his fingers as if to make sure they're there.

L. Coverdale: Yeah. Why?

C. Ellis: Use them instead. They don't prematurely ejaculate, you know.

L. Coverdale: Whoa, good idea! It'd be like a lesbian porn movie... except I'm a guy! That'd be awesome!

Christina Ellis rolls her eyes and sighs.

C. Ellis: ... Yeah, I guess that's one way to look at it. It's just a good thing you talked to me. Johnny or Ken would've probably rigged up some scheme where you put a rubber band around your balls or something.

The Pink Kitten looks Christina Ellis up and down quizzically.

P. Kitten: Um... Christina? What are you wearing?

C. Ellis: After I got out of the shower I held Johnny up at cakepoint for his shirt and boxers, since he spit lemonade all over my clothes.

P. Kitten: You're wearing his UNDERWEAR?

The Pink Kitten stares down at the Super Mario Brothers boxer shorts. Christina Ellis just chuckles.

C. Ellis: For someone who comes from a country that invented tentacle hentai, you're pretty easily scandalized, Yuri-chan. What should I do, hang around in my sweaty ring gear all night?

Before the Pink Kitten can answer, Lizzie Carter rushes up to them frantically.

L. Coverdale: Whoa! You're back! Got more stuff you want autographed?

L. Carter: Dude! Some guy in the hall just told me you've got a match in like a few seconds! What're you doing here!?

Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten groan and turn to Lars Coverdale.

C. Ellis: Did you forget to look at the booking sheets AGAIN, Lars?

L. Coverdale: Really? A match?

L. Carter: Yeah, against Hell's Bikers!

L. Coverdale: Oh, great! That really sucks!

L. Carter: No, dude! You can beat them! And if you pin Crimson, I'll bet they'll give you a title shot! Wouldn't that be sweet!? And by sweet I mean totally rad.

L. Coverdale: Oh yeah! I need to get out there!

Lars Coverdale turns and runs out of the room, and Lizzie Carter turns to follow him.

L. Carter: Wait for me, Lars! I'll totally be your manager tonight!

As Lizzie Carter runs out of the room, Christina Ellis and the Pink Kitten exchange a confused stare. But then, Johnny Smiles walks up to them, shirtless and grinning.

J. Smiles: Hey, where'd Lars go?

P. Kitten: He just found out he has a match.

J. Smiles: Really? Guess I have bad timing. Me and Ken were just talking, and I think we found the perfect solution for his premature ejaculation problem! See, we have this rubber band--

Johnny Smiles holds up a rubber band, but Christina Ellis raises an eyebrow at him, stopping him in mid-sentence. After a brief silence, Christina Ellis takes the rubber band from him, hooks it with one thumb, and pulls back with the other hand, then lets go, flicking it into his forehead.

J. Smiles: Ow!

Johnny Smiles puts a hand to his forehead, but he can't keep from smiling as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and Hell's Bikers are already in the ring! Since their opponents aren't quite ready yet, the VCW World Champion, Crimson, has taken a microphone. He gestures to the belt around his waist and smiles.

Crimson: Look at this. You know what this means? It means what happened at Horror Show was a goddamn fluke. I got careless, and I hauled Gabriel Black's rotten carcass back into the ring when I should've left him for dead. But that ain't gonna happen again. Last week I beat Johnny Smiles and Gabriel Black half to death, both at the same time, and tonight I've got three more motherfuckers all lined up for the Homicide Road Tour. I'm your fucking World Champion, and I'm still the baddest man on the roster, so everyone better just keep on showing me the respect I deserve.

Crimson tosses aside the microphone and raises his hands high in the air as the crowd boos loudly. But we have to face it... Crimson didn't get here by politics or luck. He made it to the top through sheer physical domination and brute force, and unless there's someone on the roster who can overcome that, he may be champion for a long time. Gabriel Black has been the only one who can hold a candle to him so far, and he's hardly the lesser of two evils in the eyes of most fans.

But now three spirited young men are going to come and try their luck against Hell's Bikers! "Talk Dirty To Me" by Poison begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers as Lars Coverdale, Russel "The Muscle" Taylor, and Tommy Hustle come out of the backstage entrance! And they're accompanied by Lizzie Carter, the young woman who Lars Coverdale has befriended backstage! They run to the ring, excitedly slapping hands with the fans at ringside, and slide inside! Linda Peterson calls for the bell, and that begins this match!

Lars Coverdale, Tommy Hustle, & Russel "The Muscle" Taylor
w/Lizzie Carter

In the opening minutes of the match, the quickness and enthusiasm of Lars Coverdale, Tommy Hustle, and Russel Taylor is the controlling factor, as they take the advantage over Butch Manson and Jack Norman through sheer speed and energy. Crimson shouts orders and advice from the apron, but when Jack Norman goes down one too many times he yells "JUST TAG ME IN ALREADY, YOU USELESS MOTHERFUCKER!!" at him. After a few seconds, Jack Norman is able to catch Tommy Hustle with an elbow to the gut, then follow up with a Samoan drop and tag in Crimson.

Crimson comes in and mauls Tommy Hustle with a big boot and gutwrench suplex, then lifts him in a full nelson, shakes him like a ragdoll, and throws him down with a vicious full nelson slam! Tommy Hustle is wiped out, and Crimson just pulls him up and tosses him into his corner, then asks "Which one of you motherfuckers is next?". Lars Coverdale quickly tags himself in, and Crimson rushes with a clothesline, but Lars ducks and nails him with a dropkick! Crimson staggers back, and Lars Coverdale rushes him and hits him with a second dropkick that takes him down!

Lars Coverdale goes on an offensive tear, bringing Crimson down with several quick dropkicks and takedown moves. Crimson rolls out of the ring, cursing and muttering in frustration, and Lars Coverdale slingshots himself out onto him with a pescado bodypress! Crimson goes down, and Lars Coverdale takes the fight to him on the outside of the ring, showing that he's learned a thing or two about handling a big, powerful brawler in this kind of situation. Crimson is reeling as Lars Coverdale rolls him back into the ring, then leaps up on the top rope and springs off with a springboard legdrop! He covers him, but only gets two!

Lars Coverdale gets Crimson up and hits him with a Rocker Dropper, but that also only gets two. Crimson's starting to get up, looking very angry, so Lars Coverdale lashes out at him with a superkick... but Crimson side-steps with surprising quickness, then rushes forward and knocks Lars down with a wild clothesline! Stunned by Crimson's power, Lars Coverdale starts to get up... but Crimson grabs a double handful of his wild blond hair and gives him a huge headbutt! That drops Lars Coverdale to the mat, and Crimson drops a leg on him, then covers. Lars Coverdale kicks out at two, but Crimson still smiles. The advantage is clearly his again.

Crimson throws Lars Coverdale into Hell's Bikers' corner and works him over with a series of kneelifts, then tags in Butch Manson. Hell's Bikers gang up on Lars Coverdale, isolating him from his partners and triple-teaming him for a long time. Lizzie Carter watches in horror, shouting encouragement from ringside, but that also seems to encourage his opponents. Butch Manson, in particular, seems to get a kick out of making Lizzie scream by torturing Lars Coverdale.

After several minutes, though, even Butch Manson tires of this abuse and seeks to put Lars Coverdale away. He plants him with a piledriver and covers, but only gets two and three-quarters. Butch Manson sneers at Lars Coverdale, then goes up to the top turnbuckle! The camera sees Crimson wince in disgust and mutter "you'd better hit this, you son of a bitch", then cuts back as Butch Manson comes off the top with a MOONSAULT!! But Lars Coverdale rolls out of the way, and Butch Manson wipes out on his face!! Both men are down! After a few seconds, Butch Manson crawls to his corner, where Crimson tags himself in, then shoves Butch Manson roughly out of the way and begins striding towards Lars Coverdale! But Lars also makes it to his corner just before Crimson can grab his foot... and he tags in Russel "The Muscle" Taylor!

Russel Taylor enters the ring and rushes at Crimson with a big clothesline! He doesn't knock him down, but he sends him staggering back... and he hits him with another one! Crimson stumbles backwards again, and Russel Taylor runs into the ropes, then comes off and hits him with a third clothesline, and Crimson staggers back into the ropes! Russel Taylor points at Crimson and makes a "raising the roof" sign as he staggers forward again... and he scoops Crimson up and bodyslams him, to the thunderous cheers of the crowd!

Jack Norman and Butch Manson rush into the ring to try to help, but Russel Taylor takes them down with a double clothesline without missing a beat! And then Tommy Hustle and Lars Coverdale, weakened and battered though they may be, come in to take on Butch Manson and Jack Norman! A pier six brawl erupts in the ring, and Tommy Hustle and Lars Coverdale eventually dump Jack Norman and Butch Manson to the outside, then each go up to opposite top turnbuckles and leap out onto them with STEREO FLYING CROSS BODYPRESSES!! Wow! Jack Norman and Butch Manson are wiped out!

But in the ring, Crimson just keeps coming at Russel Taylor. Russel Taylor hits a powerslam, but Crimson kicks out at two with authority, then does the same when Russel Taylor goes up to the top turnbuckle and comes off with a flying clothesline! Russel Taylor's pulling out the big offense, but he can't seem to beat Crimson! He takes him down with a swinging neckbreaker, then pulls him up and gives him a vertical suplex, but when he floats over for the cover Crimson still kicks out powerfully at two. Russel Taylor gives Crimson an inverted atomic drop, then runs into the ropes and knocks him down with a clothesline! Crimson gets up, and Russel Taylor grabs him and gives him a belly-to-belly suplex, then covers again... but STILL only gets two! He's not fazing Crimson!

Crimson gets up again, and Russel Taylor starts to scoop him up for a bodyslam, but Crimson stops that cold with a clubbing forearm to the back, then crumples Russel Taylor to the mat with a crushing kneelift to the gut. Russel Taylor gets up, but Crimson hammers him with three big right hands, then whips him into the ropes and knocks him silly with a big boot to the face!! Russel Taylor starts getting up, but Crimson pulls him into a standing headscissors, then lifts... POWER BOMB!! The crowd boos loudly, and that was probably it for Russel Taylor! The Chokeslam's coming up, and it may be academic!

Crimson pulls Russel Taylor up and grabs his throat... but Russel Taylor kicks him in the midsection! Crimson doubles over, and Russel Taylor grabs HIM in a standing headscissors and lifts... POWER BOMB!! That's his move!! Russel Taylor falls wearily on top of Crimson, and Linda Peterson counts... but only to two and a half, before Crimson kicks out! Russel Taylor gets up and pulls Crimson into a standing headscissors and lifts again to give him a second POWER BOMB!! The crowd's cheering wildly, and Russel Taylor goes for the cover... but only gets two and three-quarters! Crimson's still in it! Russel Taylor pulls him into a third standing headscissors, and once again gives him the POWER BOMB!! The third time'll be the charm! Russel Taylor covers, and Linda Peterson counts... and Crimson rolls a shoulder up at two and three-quarters!! Russel Taylor's Power Bomb just can't put Crimson away!!

But now Russel Taylor goes and stands in a corner of the ring! He raises his right arm and slaps the elbow in dramatic fashion, then starts looking up to the rafters, stomping his feet intensely and testifying to Jesus as the crowd gets behind him! He winds his right arm up, then goes into a three point stance as Crimson starts to get to his feet! Crimson gets up and staggers around, glassy-eyed, before turning to Russel Taylor... and Russel charges him and just FLOORS him with a GIANT LEAPING ELBOWSMASH!! Crimson flies back like he was shot by a cannon, and Russel Taylor crawls on top of him, covers, him and hooks a leg... AND GETS THREE!?!? RUSSEL TAYLOR JUST PINNED CRIMSON!! The crowd can't believe it!!

This is unbelievable!! Russel Taylor just pinned the VCW World Champion! He jumps up, shouting for joy, and pumps his hands in the air victoriously! Butch Manson and Jack Norman have stopped their brawl with Lars Coverdale and Tommy Hustle on the outside, completely dumbfounded, and Lars Coverdale and Tommy Hustle slowly grin as they realize Russel just beat Crimson! Russel Taylor grins broadly and poses in triumph, then falls to his knees and begins offering a prayer of thanks for the victory... but Crimson just got up behind him!!

The crowd boos loudly, and Russel Taylor starts to look up from his prayer of thanks... but not in time, because Crimson clobbers him in the back of the head! Russel Taylor goes limp, and Crimson pulls him up into a standing headscissors, then lifts... POWER BOMB!! Jack Norman and Butch Manson take that as their cue and blindside Lars Coverdale and Tommy Hustle, and Crimson pulls Russel Taylor up and grabs his throat, then gives him the CHOKESLAM!! Damn it, this isn't right! Russel Taylor just beat Crimson's ass, and now Crimson's taking his frustrations out on him after the match!

Crimson pulls Russel Taylor up again, and once again lifts him by the throat and gives him a vicious CHOKESLAM!! Damn it, this isn't right! He snarls down at Russel Taylor, and the camera catches him saying "I'm gonna send your soul to your precious Jesus, you Bible-thumping dumbass" as he starts to pull him up again!! But this time, several members of the H.A.R.P. Squad charge to the ring and slide inside, and five of them set on Crimson at once, trying to pull him away! Crimson starts fighting them off, but as still more H.A.R.P. Squad members enter the ring, he finds that more difficult. Finally, with eight men holding him back, Crimson seems to be mostly contained, though he's still shouting and cursing at Russel Taylor's fallen carcass.

Hell's Bikers are escorted backstage, and some trainers are coming out to help Russel Taylor. After a few minutes, they help him backstage. Tommy Hustle and Lars Coverdale also make their way to the back, and even though they're winners, they're leaving in battered shape due to the post-match attack by Crimson. Still, that takes nothing away from their victory. Russel Taylor actually BEAT Crimson! That, to many VCW fans, is unbelievable. Many of these fans won't soon forget that victory... and it's a good bet that Crimson won't either.

With the carnage finally cleared from the area around ringside, we're ready to move on to our next match. "Denial" by Sevendust begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos loudly! The VCW Television Champion, Gabriel Black, and the VCW Intercontinental Champion, Lance Errington, come out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by "Superstar" Sean Black and Derek Cole. They're dressed to wrestle, and they definitely look confident and ready. They're definitely two of the best VCW has to offer, and they know it. They walk to the ring and climb inside, then hand their title belts to the timekeeper and consult Sean Black and Derek Cole briefly.

But now "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd explodes into cheers as Johnny Smiles and "The California Crippler" Ken Collins come out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Stacey Lockman! But Ken Collins points down the aisle at Derek Cole and Sean Black and says something to Stacey Lockman, and she nods with concern and begins heading for the back. It's probably smart for her to avoid being at ringside for this match. After we've seen Derek Cole take every cheap shot he can, and watched Sean Black punch out his own daughter in front of thousands of people, there's no telling what they'd try with Stacey. On their own now, Johnny Smiles and Ken Collins run to the ring, slapping hands with the fans in the aisles on the way, then slide into the ring! Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin the match!

Gabriel Black & Lance Errington
w/Derek Cole & "Superstar" Sean Black

Gabriel Black and Lance Errington attack viciously from the opening bell and gain the upper hand at first, but the youthful enthusiasm and energy of Johnny Smiles and Ken Collins soon reasserts itself and they retaliate, knocking Lance Errington and Gabriel Black down several times with quick offense! Finally, Gabriel Black and Lance Errington leave the ring to consult with Derek Cole and Sean Black, and after a brief meeting of the minds Lance Errington comes in to start off against Ken Collins.

Ken Collins wrestles Lance Errington to the mat and begins methodically taking apart his right shoulder. Lance Errington is in a lot of pain as Ken Collins works him over, and Derek Cole watches with concern, but the crowd's loving it! Lance Errington suffers under this abuse for a minute or so before finally squirming away and stopping Ken Collins with a right hand, then pulling him into a kneelift. Ken Collins is temporarily stunned, and Lance Errington throws him into his corner and tags in Gabriel Black, and they both begin kicking and stomping him in the corner! Brendan Powers protests this blatant double-teaming and sends Lance Errington out, but some damage has been done.

Gabriel Black takes control of Ken Collins, taking him down with a few nice moves, but then he gets cocky and tosses him into a corner of the ring carelessly. He smiles at Sean Black, as if looking for approval, then rears back and unleashes a BLISTERING chop to Ken Collins's chest! Ken Collins writhes in agony in the corner, and Sean Black looks on in approval... but then Ken Collins sucks it up and returns fire with a HARD chop of his own! Gabriel Black cries out in pain and staggers back, and Ken Collins grabs him, throws HIM into the corner, and unloads on him with another chop! Gabriel Black writhes in pain again, and Sean Black yells "C'MON, GABRIEL! DON'T BE A PUSSY!! HIT HIM BACK!!" at him!

Gabriel Black throws a punch at Ken Collins... but Ken Collins blocks it, then whips him into the opposite corner! Gabriel Black hits the corner back-first, then cringes and staggers forward, putting a hand to his back... and walks right into a dropkick from Ken Collins! He goes down, and Ken Collins tags in Johnny Smiles! The crowd goes wild as Johnny Smiles comes in and takes Gabriel Black down with a pair of dropkicks, a swinging neckbreaker, and a snap mare followed by an elbowdrop! Gabriel Black gets up, but Johnny Smiles whips him back-first into a corner of the ring, then charges in after him with a dropkick! Gabriel Black slumps to a seated position in the corner, and Johnny Smiles steps back, then runs forward and gives him a low dropkick to the chest, then pulls him out by the ankles and flips over him into a jackknife pinning hold! Gabriel Black kicks out at two, but he's clearly not faring so well against Johnny Smiles!

Johnny Smiles takes Gabriel Black down again with a Russian legsweep, but when he scoops Gabriel Black up for a bodyslam after that, Gabriel Black gouges his eyes and slips out, then takes him head-first into the turnbuckle in his own corner. He tags in Lance Errington, who comes in and assaults Johnny Smiles, though he's clearly working around a little soreness in his right shoulder after Ken Collins's assault earlier. He and Gabriel Black take turns keeping Johnny Smiles isolated in the corner and working him over, while the crowd and Ken Collins watch with concern and cheer him on. Johnny Smiles stays in the match and nearly makes a comeback or a quick tag several times, but Gabriel Black and Lance Errington are cunning enough to cut him off each time, trapping him in the ring for several agonizing minutes and wearing him down.

As the beating continues, Johnny Smiles is clearly starting to fade, and Lance Errington says "finish him" to Gabriel Black when he tags him in. Gabriel Black comes in and lifts Johnny Smiles up from a front chancery, then drops him with a BRAIN BUSTER!! Johnny Smiles goes limp on the mat, and Gabriel Black nudges him a few times with a boot, smiling at his handiwork, then steps out to the apron and goes to the top turnbuckle! Johnny Smiles starts to get up, and turns around... INTO THE DESTINY HAMMER!! Gabriel Black's knee hits Johnny Smiles square in the forehead, and he goes down hard! Gabriel Black goes for the cover, and Lance Errington comes in to cut Ken Collins off as Brendan Powers counts... but Gabriel Black pulls Johnny Smiles up at two! What the hell!?

Gabriel Black may have had the match won, and he just pulled Johnny Smiles up at two! What's he doing!? He pulls Johnny Smiles up and hooks him for a fisherman suplex... but then he changes his mind and shoves him back down to the mat! He points down at Johnny Smiles... and signals for the Destiny Driver!! He's going to punish Johnny Smiles for costing him the VCW World Title! The crowd's boos are deafening as Gabriel Black scoops Johnny Smiles up and lifts him... BUT JOHNNY SMILES SLIPS OUT BEHIND HIM!! Gabriel gave him too much time to recover! Gabriel Black turns around... into a fireman's carry lift, and gets planted with the SMILEDRIVER!! The crowd absolutely EXPLODES with cheers!! Johnny Smiles just dropped Gabriel Black!!

But Johnny Smiles doesn't have the strength left to stay on him, and he crumples to his hands and knees! Gabriel Black is laid out, but Johnny Smiles is down and disoriented! After several seconds, he pulls himself to his feet and staggers around wearily for a second... then stumbles into his corner and tags in Ken Collins! Gabriel Black rolls over and tags in Lance Errington, and both of them charge into the ring to meet each other! Lance Errington cringes from the exertion of his arm, but begins unloading punches into Ken Collins... but Ken Collins returns fire, and with a healthy striking arm he gains the upper hand!

Ken Collins goes on a rampage, taking Lance Errington apart with a variety of takedowns and suplexes, then doing the same to Gabriel Black when he recovers enough to get back into the ring! Gabriel Black goes down to a big savate kick, and Ken Collins gives Lance Errington a hammerlock armbreaker, then puts him in a wristlock, scoops him up, and bodyslams him down on his wrist! Lance Errington roars in pain and tries to lurch up, but Ken Collins holds him down and drops a knee on his right shoulder, getting another cry of pain! The crowd's loving it!

But Sean Black's distracting the referee, and Derek Cole just handed Gabriel Black the VCW Television Title belt! Gabriel Black gets up with the belt and begins sneaking up behind Ken Collins... but from the floor, Johnny Smiles reaches into the ring, grabs his ankles, and trips him! Gabriel Black goes down, and Johnny Smiles pulls him out of the ring by his ankle, then opens up on him with a flurry of punches! Gabriel Black's attempt to steal the victory just got cut off, and Ken Collins just hit Lance Errington with a crushing release German suplex, back in the ring!

Ken Collins signals for the end and goes up to the top turnbuckle... he's going for the Flying Dropkick! But Lance Errington gets up and staggers into the ropes, and Ken Collins falls crotch-first on the top turnbuckle! The crowd boos loudly, and Lance Errington smiles wearily, then climbs up with him, hooks him in a front chancery, and brings him down with a big SUPERPLEX!! That brought him down, but Lance Errington is left rolling around on the mat, yelling in pain and clutching his shoulder after that big move! After several seconds, he rolls over to cover him... but only gets two and a half!

Lance Errington sneers at Ken Collins, pulls him up, and lifts on his left side for a belly-to-back suplex, but his grip isn't as strong and sure on the non-dominant side and Ken Collins slips out of it! Lance Errington turns around, and Ken Collins kicks him in the midsection, scoops him up, and brings him down on a knee in a SHOULDERBREAKER! Lance Errington screams and thrashes around in pain on the mat, and that might have been the finishing touch for him! Ken Collins starts to pull him up again... but Lance Errington desperately thrashes around and hits him with a low blow! Ken Collins doubles over and falls down, and Lance Errington may have just saved himself!

Gabriel Black and Johnny Smiles are still brawling at ringside now... they're halfway up the aisle! Finally, Sean Black sees that Brendan Powers is only focused on what's happening in the ring, and he grabs a chair and starts heading up the aisle himself! But as he gets near, REBECCA BLACK rushes through the crowd and jumps the barrier, then starts coming up behind him... and she has some sort of glass bottle in her hand! Sean Black is intent on stalking Johnny Smiles, and he doesn't notice as Rebecca Black comes up behind him... AND BREAKS THE BOTTLE OVER HIS HEAD!! The crowd explodes into cheers as Sean Black goes down in a shower of broken glass... and Rebecca Black turns him over, then crouches on top of him and starts grinding the broken remains of the bottle into his forehead, drawing blood immediately! He's her father, and she's carving him up like a Thanksgiving turkey, and you'd be hard-pressed to find a single person in the arena who'd fault her for it!!

Ken Collins recovers in the ring as all this is going on, while Lance Errington seems so incapacitated by the pain in his shoulder that he couldn't retake the advantage while Ken Collins was down. Ken Collins gets up and gives Lance Errington a vengeful glare... but Derek Cole jumps up on the apron now! He raises a fist and actually begins threatening Ken Collins, and Ken Collins draws back a fist and advances on him! Derek Cole meekly drops off of the apron, hands raised in apology... but as he does, Lance Errington finally gets to his feet behind Ken Collins! Ken Collins turns around... into a kick to the midsection!! Lance Errington hooks him for an Ace Crusher, but Ken Collins blocks AND TAKES HIM DOWN INTO THE CALIFORNIA CROSSFACE!!

Ken Collins countered the Ace Crusher with the California Crossface, and he has Lance Errington down in the middle of the ring!! Lance Errington is struggling, screaming in pain... but Gabriel Black is fifty feet away, trading punches with Johnny Smiles, Sean Black is being mauled by his own daughter, and Ken Collins has his eyes on Derek Cole, practically daring him to get in! There'll be no help for Lance Errington, unless he can break the hold himself! He's inching towards the ropes... BUT HE TAPS!! Ken Collins just made the VCW Intercontinental Champion tap out!! Ken Collins and Johnny Smiles win!!

The crowd cheers loudly, and Ken Collins is declared the victor in this match! The H.A.R.P. Squad is out in the aisles to separate Gabriel Black and Johnny Smiles, and pull the hysterical Rebecca Black off of Sean Black, but the real story is that Ken Collins has just defeated Lance Errington! Considering that James Applebee has said he has a title shot coming, you have to wonder if this is a sign of things to come! Lance Errington rolls out of the ring, and Derek Cole goes to console him, though he's a little preoccupied now as he notices the carnage in the aisle.

As we prepare for our main event, let's take you now to Ziggy Adderloaf, who's standing by backstage with Troy Black and Brujah!

Ziggy Adderloaf is backstage with Troy Black and Brujah. Both of them look solemn and focused, standing silently with blank expressions.

Z. Adderloaf: All right. Troy, Brujah... you're about to go face-to-face with Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon, the men who cost you the VCW World Tag Team Titles against the Ontario Colour Show. Are you eager to get a measure of vengance?

Brujah gives Ziggy Adderloaf a sideways glance and frown, and Ziggy steps back, worried for a second. But instead of focusing on him, Brujah turns to the camera.

Brujah: I wanted my vengance against Owen Addison, and I nearly had it. I've thought about going after him again, to finish the job... but at Blood and Thunder, I learned that sometimes there's a time to let things go. In hindsight, maybe Idol and Solomon did me a favor. If Owen Addison was crippled... or worse, his blood would be on my hands, and on my conscience.

Z. Adderloaf: All right. Troy... what about you? How do you feel about Idol and Solomon?

T. Black: They're one more thing for Gabriel to throw at me, and I'm certain he sees them the same way. He desperately wants to fight me. Tonight, he's sending them to soften me up, and he brought our father to the arena to try to bait me into a match. What I did to Gabriel at Wrestlewar III was unforgivable... but I won't atone for it by accepting a match with Gabriel where we both seek to cripple each other. The cycle has to stop somewhere, and I'm making a choice to stop it here. And Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon won't change that.

Z. Adderloaf: Y'know, a lot of VCW fans and wrestlers are hoping you'll accept his challenges. Gabriel Black and his allies have been dominating VCW ever since his return, and a lot of people see this as being similar to his reign of terror with the Inquisition.

Troy Black sighs and shakes his head.

T. Black: Before you start looking to me to put Gabriel in his place, remember that I singlehandedly turned VCW into a cesspool of corruption and anarchy over the summer. At best, I'm the lesser of two evils. I might not even be that. Even in the old days, everything was never all right. Nostalgia isn't what it used to be. I'm not the answer. I'm just a target for people who don't realize I'm not all that relevant any longer. I just need to do some soul-searching. I'm looking for something, and I doubt I'll find it in the bitter past with my family. I probably won't find it in the ring with Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon tonight either, but that's already been decided. I have no choice.

Z. Adderloaf: Troy Black and Brujah... they're ready to take on Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon in the main event tonight!

The camera fades out on the backstage scene...

And into another scene in the hallway, where Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon are standing with Jasmina Chastity and Derek Cole, talking to Gabriel Black.

J. Idol: Are you serious? I thought having your dad at ringside was the whole point of bringing him here. You know, to throw Troy and Brujah off their game.

G. Black: If you wish to interrupt him while the doctors are stitching up his forehead, be my guest. At least you'll be there in the emergency room for the prompt treatment you'll need when he's finished with you.

R. Solomon: So much for Troy's surprise, huh? I think you blew it too early.

G. Black: Have a little more faith in me, and in my father. Troy will get his surprise. In the meantime, it'll trouble him more that my father is out of sight. If he could see him at ringside, he'd know what to expect. This way... he doesn't. Troy WILL get his surprise.

J. Idol: So what's the plan, then?

G. Black: Go to the ring and show Troy Black and Brujah why you're one of the greatest tag teams in VCW. Everything else is already taken care of.

Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon exchange a troubled glance, but Derek Cole steps in between them.

D. Cole: Trust me, Gabriel knows what he's talking about. Everything's well in hand.

J. Idol: All right. We've got this one.

Jacob Idol shakes hands with Gabriel Black, and he and Rob Solomon begin walking towards the backstage entrance, accompanied by Derek Cole and Jasmina Chastity. Gabriel Black watches them go, smiling, as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and we're ready to get started with our main event! "For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins playing over the sound system, and the crowd cheers as Troy Black and Brujah come out of the backstage entrance and start making their way to the ring! Despite what Troy Black said about being the lesser of two evils, the crowd is more than willing to cheer them on against teams like Idol and Solomon or Gabriel Black and Lance Errington. They enter the ring and climb inside, still serious and thoughtful as they contemplate what's ahead of them. To be fair, neither Jacob Idol nor Rob Solomon has the singles wrestling track record of Troy Black, but together they're probably one of the top three tag teams in VCW history. Troy Black and Brujah will need to be ready for this one.

And now the crowd boos loudly as "Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin begins playing over the arena sound system! Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon come out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Derek Cole and Jasmina Chastity. Derek Cole says something to both of them, and they nod and smile as they begin walking to the ring. There may be something afoot here, given what we saw backstage. Will Gabriel Black get involved in this match, or perhaps even "Superstar" Sean Black? That's what it looks like, and you have to think that Troy and Brujah had better be watching their backs. Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon climb into the ring, and Jerry Rogers calls for the bell to begin our main event match!

Jacob Idol & Rob Solomon
w/Jasmina Chastity

Jacob Idol and Troy Black step out of the ring, and it'll be Rob Solomon starting things off with Brujah. Rob Solomon winds his lariat arm up, then pats it affectionately and gives Brujah a challenging look as he makes the "bring it on" motion with his hands! He's challenging him to trade lariats, like they did last week, and Brujah takes the challenge as he charges with a snarl on his face! But Rob Solomon ducks the lariat and slips behind him! He tricked him! Brujah whirls around angrily, and Rob Solomon stuns him with a kick to the chest! Brujah flinches back, and Rob Solomon takes him off his feet with a dropkick!

Brujah gets up, but Rob Solomon lays into him with a few kicks to the midsection, then grabs a double handful of his hair and pulls him into a kneelift. Enraged, Brujah hits Rob Solomon with a few short jabs to the ribcage, but Solomon fights through them, wincing in pain, and drives a second knee into Brujah's midsection! Brujah doubles over, and Rob Solomon hooks him in a front chancery, then whips him to the mat with a snap suplex! Brujah's down, and the crowd boos loudly as Rob Solomon admires his handiwork!

Rob Solomon pulls Brujah up and whips him into his corner, then hits him with a few more knees to the midsection and tags in Jacob Idol. Idol comes in, grabs Brujah, and snap mares him out of the corner into a seated position, and Rob Solomon knocks him flat with a kick to the face, then leaves the ring on Jerry Rogers's orders. Brujah starts getting up, and Jacob Idol grabs a front facelock, but Brujah grabs him by the waist and flings him to the side with a belly-to-belly suplex! Jacob Idol stands up again, and Brujah runs forward and blasts him with a Yakuza kick! Again, Jacob Idol gets up, and Brujah whips him into his corner of the ring, then follows in with a shoulder to the midsection and tags in Troy Black!

Troy Black comes in, and he and Brujah hook Jacob Idol and give him a double vertical suplex before Brujah leaves the ring. Troy Black continues the offense as he pulls Jacob Idol up by the hair, knees him in the stomach, and then scoops him up and brings him down on a knee with a backbreaker! Jacob Idol cries out in pain, then starts to get up, holding his back... but Troy Black kicks him in the midsection to double him over! Troy Black puts a leg over his head for a Rocker Dropper, but Jacob Idol backdrops out of it! Troy Black lands on his feet, and Jacob Idol... drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring? He evidently expected Troy Black to land on his feet and try some sort of counter, and he just bailed out!

On the outside of the ring, Jasmina Chastity comes over to console Jacob Idol, and then Derek Cole exchanges a few words with him. Troy Black waits for him on the inside, looking impatient, and after a few seconds Jacob Idol climbs back into the ring. They meet in the middle of the ring and lock up, and Jacob Idol immediately grabs a headlock out of the lockup! Troy Black pushes him towards the ropes, then shoots him off to the other side! Jacob Idol comes off the ropes, and Troy Black takes him down with a drop-toe hold, then floats over into a headlock of his own! Jacob Idol angrily begins to power his way up, and he gets back to his feet... but Troy Black whips him back down to the mat with a headlock takedown, and keeps the hold applied!

But now they're closer to the ropes, and after a few seconds Jacob Idol finds his way to the ropes and grabs them. Jerry Rogers orders Troy Black to break the hold, and after a full four-count, he complies. They lock up again, and Jacob Idol grabs Troy Black’s arm and twists it in a hammerlock, but Troy Black drops to the mat, rolls backwards, then gets up, grabs Jacob Idol’s wrist with both hands, and reverses the hammerlock! Jacob Idol yells in pain, and Troy Black turns and brings the arm down across his shoulder with an armbreaker!

Jacob Idol cringes in pain again, and Troy Black takes him down with an armdrag takedown, then flows into a cross armbreaker! But Jacob Idol realized where he was in a hurry, and he quickly lurches towards the ropes and grabs the bottom rope before too much damage can be done. Jerry Rogers orders Troy Black to break this hold now, and Troy Black lets Jacob Idol go after a count of four. But as Jacob Idol gets up, favoring his arm, Troy Black grabs him and pulls him into a kneelift, then takes him head-first into the turnbuckle in his corner! He tags in Brujah, then grabs Jacob Idol’s arm and twists it in a hammerlock! Brujah climbs up on the top turnbuckle and comes off with a flying axhandle blow, connecting right on the joint of Jacob Idol’s elbow as Troy Black holds his arm out in the hammerlock!

Jacob Idol drops to the mat, clutching his arm and writhing in pain, and Brujah stomps and kicks at him a few times. Jacob Idol starts to roll out of the ring, but Brujah grabs his hair to stop that, then begins pulling him up... but Jacob Idol gives him a sharp elbow jab to the midsection, then grabs him by the hair and snap mares him down! Brujah starts to get up, but Jacob Idol rushes forward and hits him with a dropkick, knocking him back into his corner! Rob Solomon immediately seizes the opportunity and grabs a double handful of Brujah’s hair, and Jacob Idol runs forward and nails him with a second dropkick, smashing him against the turnbuckles! Brujah slumps in the corner, and Jacob Idol tags in Rob Solomon, then steps out of the ring to the floor, where Jasmina Chastity starts massaging his sore arm.

Brujah starts to step out of the corner, but Rob Solomon knocks him back into the corner with a swift kick to the face, then steps forward and drives a series of knees into his abdomen. Brujah doubles over, and Rob Solomon grabs him, hauls him out of the corner, and brings him down across a knee with a gutbuster! Brujah squirms on the mat, clutching his midsection in pain, and Rob Solomon backs into the ropes, then comes off with a running double-stomp to his stomach! Brujah thrashes around in pain again, and Rob Solomon smiles, then pulls him up and puts him in an abdominal stretch.

The crowd boos, and Brujah’s teeth clench in pain as he tries to fight the hold. Jerry Rogers goes to ask him for the submission... and predictably, Rob Solomon reaches back and grabs the ropes for leverage. The crowd boos, and Troy Black impulsively steps into the ring to break the hold... but Jerry Rogers notices that, and he goes to stop Troy Black and send him back to his corner! While he’s busy with Troy Black, Rob Solomon is hanging onto the ropes, keeping the hold applied for all he’s worth and preventing Brujah from breaking it! Troy Black tries to explain, but Jerry Rogers sends him back to his corner without hearing him out. Rob Solomon releases the top rope just as Jerry Rogers turns around, and Jerry Rogers doesn’t see it!

Jerry Rogers goes over to Rob Solomon and asks him about the shaking top rope, and Rob Solomon just folds his eyebrows and gives him a quizzical, innocent stare. Derek Cole comes forward to claim responsibility, stepping on the apron and patting the top rope to demonstrate, and the crowd boos. Jerry Rogers seems a little skeptical, but he goes along with it anyway, going back to ask Brujah for the submission... and when he does, Rob Solomon grabs the rope again! But this time, after several seconds, Jerry Rogers looks up suddenly and catches him in the act! He begins counting, but Rob Solomon’s refusing to release the hold, so Jerry Rogers steps forward and kicks his arm, breaking his grip on the ropes! Rob Solomon is surprised and off-balance... and Brujah capitalizes on that, breaking the hold with a hiptoss!

Brujah goes down to his hands and knees, but Rob Solomon’s down, and this could be Brujah’s chance to make the tag now! He gets up and starts staggering towards Troy Black, but on the outside Jacob Idol sees what he’s doing! As Brujah stumbles towards Troy Black, Jacob Idol runs around to the other side of the ring, grabs Troy Black’s ankle, and pulls him off of the apron just as Brujah lunges for the tag! Jacob Idol takes Troy Black head-first into the steel ringsteps, and Brujah stares out at him, yelling angry threats... but behind him, Rob Solomon’s up! He yells "TURN AROUND, ASSHOLE!" and Brujah turns around... INTO A LARIAT!!

 Rob Solomon pulls Brujah up and snap suplexes him into the middle of the ring, then steps out to the apron and begins going up to the top turnbuckle! But Brujah starts to get up as Solomon gets to the top, so Rob Solomon comes off the top turnbuckle and knocks him back down with a flying axhandle smash! The crowd boos, and Rob Solomon gives Brujah a few spiteful kicks to the ribs for good measure while he’s down, then drags him to his corner and tags in Jacob Idol. Rob Solomon holds Brujah by the arms, and Jacob Idol steps in and gives him a series of hard kicks to the midsection!

Brujah doubles over as Rob Solomon steps out of the ring, and Jacob Idol pulls him into a standing headscissors. He starts to lift, but he’s slow to get him up with his weakened right arm, and Brujah backdrops out of it! Jacob Idol crashes to the mat, but then he grabs Brujah’s legs and brings him down with a sunset flip! He gets back to his feet, holding Brujah’s ankles, then hooks them under his arms and turns him over into a Boston crab! Brujah makes a half-growl, half-yell noise and fights his way to the ropes quickly, but the ropes are still near Jacob Idol’s corner! Jerry Rogers counts to four, and Jacob Idol releases the Boston crab just before five. Jerry Rogers admonishes him about not releasing the hold sooner... and while he’s doing that, Rob Solomon steps down the apron a few feet to kick Brujah in the head as he’s trying to pull himself up on the ropes!

When Jerry Rogers stops lecturing him, Jacob Idol hauls Brujah up and tosses him into a neutral corner, then puts him up on the top turnbuckle and starts climbing up with him. He hooks him in a front chancery on the top turnbuckle, then lifts for a superplex... but his right arm still doesn’t have much strength in it! He can’t seem to lift him... and Brujah reverses with a front-layout superplex, sending Jacob Idol face-first to the mat! Brujah flops to the canvas himself, and they’re both down! Both of them are crawling to their corners, but Brujah is determined, summoning up inner reserves of strength, and actually getting to his corner faster than Jacob Idol! Rob Solomon doesn’t like where this is going, and he steps into the ring to try and cut him off... but Jerry Rogers stops him in his tracks and begins ordering him back! And with nobody to stop him, Brujah makes the tag!!

Troy Black comes in and floors Jacob Idol with a spin kick, then... hold it, Jerry Rogers is getting in his face now, telling him to get back to his own corner! The crowd boos loudly; evidently Jerry Rogers was too busy kicking Rob Solomon out of the ring, and he didn’t see the tag made! Troy Black tries to argue with him, but Rob Solomon seizes this opportunity to come into the ring, grab Brujah, and toss him back into his own corner! Jacob Idol gets up, and Idol and Solomon both begin hammering Brujah with kicks to the midsection until he slumps to a seated position in the corner, and then they stomp on him while he’s down there! As Jerry Rogers finally gets Troy Black back to his corner, Rob Solomon steps out to the apron again, and Jacob Idol tags him in.

Rob Solomon comes in and pulls Brujah up, then turns him around, pulls his arms across his chest, and brings him down with a straightjacket suplex!! Jerry Rogers counts... but only to two and three-quarters! Rob Solomon gets up and pulls Brujah up by the hair, then takes him down with a sitdown faceslam! He used that move to win the VCW Television Title from Bass Rogers in record time, and he covers Brujah after it now... but Brujah manages to throw a shoulder up at two and three-quarters! Rob Solomon seems frustrated, but Jacob Idol says something to him, and he nods and tags Idol back in.

Jacob Idol pulls Brujah up from behind, hooks him in an inverted facelock, and falls back with an INVERTED DDT!! The crowd boos, and Jacob Idol smiles as Rob Solomon, Jasmina Chastity, and Derek Cole look on with approval. Jacob Idol goes for the cover, and Troy Black runs in to break up the pin... but Rob Solomon runs in to cut him off! Even so, Brujah somehow gets a shoulder up just at two and nine-tenths!! Jacob Idol smirks down at him, then pulls him up from behind again and hooks him in a full nelson! He’s going for a dragon suplex... but Brujah breaks the full nelson with a sudden burst of strength, then whirls on him with a LARIAT!! Jacob Idol flips wildly out of control from the impact, but Brujah also collapses to the mat! They’re both down!

Brujah begins crawling to his corner again... but this time Jacob Idol’s much closer. All Jacob Idol has to do is roll over and tag Rob Solomon. Brujah makes it to the center of the ring, but then Jacob Idol gathers himself enough to turn over and make the tag! Rob Solomon comes in, grabs Brujah, and pulls him back from behind, then pulls him up and lifts for a belly-to-back suplex... but Brujah slips out behind him! Rob Solomon turns around... INTO ANOTHER LARIAT!! Brujah cut Rob Solomon down this time, and the crowd explodes into cheers! Brujah flings himself towards his corner... and TAGS TROY BLACK!!

Rob Solomon starts to get to his feet, but Troy Black comes in and nails him with a spin kick! Jacob Idol enters the ring and charges, but Troy Black takes him down with an armdrag takedown! Idol gets up again, but Troy Black’s waiting for him, and he nails him with a dropkick that sends him spilling out through the ropes to the floor! But Rob Solomon also got up, and he clobbers Troy Black from behind! He hammers Troy Black with a series of punches, backing him into the ropes, then whips him to the other side and runs into the ropes himself! They both come off the ropes and meet in the center, and Rob Solomon lashes out at him with a big lariat, but Troy Black ducks under it and they run into the ropes again... and on the second pass, Troy Black brings him down with a leaping clothesline!!

Jacob Idol and Brujah are brawling on the outside of the ring, but inside the ring, Rob Solomon’s getting up! Troy Black doubles him over with a knee to the midsection, then puts a leg over his head and brings him down with a Rocker Dropper!! The crowd cheers, and Troy Black starts going up to the top turnbuckle! Rob Solomon gets up, looking a little bit groggy, and turns to Troy Black... and Troy comes off to take him down with a FLYING CLOTHESLINE!! Rob Solomon is down, and the crowd’s cheering wildly... but Troy Black’s not going for the cover! Instead, he gets up and draws a finger across his throat! He has a little more in store for Rob Solomon!

Troy Black pulls Rob Solomon up and hooks him for the double arm DDT... and brings him down in the middle of the ring with it! Troy Black turns Rob Solomon over so he’s on his back, then steps out to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle! The crowd’s going crazy, and Troy Black raises a fist to the rafters, then leaps off... BLACK DAGGER!! It connected!! But on the outside of the ring, Jasmina Chastity just distracted Brujah long enough for Jacob Idol to stun him with a kick and take him head-first into the steel ringpost! Troy Black goes for the cover, and Jerry Rogers counts... but Jacob Idol slides into the ring and pulls Troy Black up from behind just before three! He hooks him from behind, then drops him with an INVERTED DDT!!

Troy Black’s down, and Jacob Idol looks down at him and grins! Rob Solomon slowly gets up, but Troy Black’s still down. Rob Solomon pulls him up and brings him down with a sitdown faceslam... but he’s not going for the cover! He pulls Troy Black up again... and gives him a double arm DDT!! Rob Solomon just hit Troy Black with a double arm DDT, and now he turns him over and climbs to the top turnbuckle! He leaps off... KATANA LEGDROP!! But Troy Black SITS UP!! Rob Solomon misses the legdrop, because Troy Black just sat up before he could hit!

Jacob Idol recoils in shock, then rushes Troy Black with a clothesline as he gets up, but Troy Black ducks, slips behind him, and lifts... and brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex! Rob Solomon gets to his feet, and Troy Black turns around to deal with him... LARIAT!! But Troy Black ducks! Rob Solomon just missed the lariat, and he turns around... INTO A THROAT JAB!! Rob Solomon’s down! Jacob Idol gets up, and lunges for Troy Black... but Brujah grabs him by the ankle and pulls him out of the ring! But hold on... someone else is coming down the aisle! It’s Lance Errington!! The crowd boos as Lance Errington runs to the ring. He slides inside, and Troy Black notices him and gets up... but Lance Errington takes off the VCW Intercontinental Title and lunges at Troy with it, nailing him right upside the head! That’s an immediate disqualification!!

 Damn it... what a match that was, until the interference! Lance Errington looks down at Troy Black smugly... but Brujah climbs into the ring behind him! Brujah whirls Lance Errington around by the shoulder, and starts opening up on him with repeated right hands! Lance Errington is reeling... but someone else is coming out of the backstage entrance! It’s CHRIS CHAMPLAIN!! What’s he doing here!? He makes a hobbling run to the ring, slips into the ring behind Brujah, and comes from behind with a low blow! Brujah doubles over in pain... and Chris Champlain grabs him and takes him headfirst into the ringpost!

Jacob Idol climbs into the ring and helps Rob Solomon back to his feet, and they watch, confused, as Chris Champlain pulls Brujah up into a standing headscissors! Chris Champlain lifts him, and Lance Errington goes up to the second turnbuckle and grabs his ankles, and they give him a SPIKE PILEDRIVER!! He could be hurt very, very badly! Lance Errington grins at Chris Champlain, but when Chris Champlain gives him a creepy, demented grin back, it seems to freak Lance Errington out a little bit. Derek Cole jumps up on the apron and quickly pulls out a checkbook, signs a check, and hands it to Chris Champlain! He takes it, and Lance Errington and Derek Cole both gesture for him to go backstage. Evidently they hired Chris Champlain to take out Brujah!

Chris Champlain begins slinking backstage, and Lance Errington throws Brujah out of the ring, then turns to Troy Black along with Jacob Idol and Rob Solomon. But hold it... Ken Collins and Johnny Smiles come running out of the backstage entrance now, and the crowd explodes into cheers!! They slide into the ring, and begin brawling with Lance Errington, Jacob Idol, and Rob Solomon... and they’re holding their own despite the three-on-two odds!

Johnny Smiles knocks Jacob Idol down with a right hand, then backs Rob Solomon into a corner and begins punching him repeatedly! Meanwhile, Ken Collins and Lance Errington are furiously trading punches, but Lance Errington’s shoulder is a little sore and he’s coming out on the losing end in spite of a size advantage! But wait again... the crowd explodes into deafening boos as Gabriel Black comes out of the backstage entrance, smirking to himself. He takes his time walking to the ring, then casually grabs Ken Collins by the ankle and pulls him out of the ring, and takes him head-first into the steel ringsteps!

Jacob Idol gets up and clobbers Johnny Smiles from behind, inside the ring, but Johnny Smiles fights back with a series of punches and finally knocks him down! But Gabriel Black just climbed up on the apron and went to the top turnbuckle! Johnny Smiles sees him, and turns... RIGHT INTO A DESTINY HAMMER!! Johnny Smiles goes down, and the crowd boos! Gabriel Black dumps Johnny Smiles to the outside... but Troy Black just got to his feet! Johnny Smiles, Ken Collins, and Brujah bought Troy Black enough time to recover from being laid out by Lance Errington’s VCW Intercontinental Title!

Rob Solomon sees that Troy Black’s up, and he rushes him with a lariat, but Troy Black puts his head down and backdrops him out over the top rope, to the floor!! Rob Solomon wipes out on the floor, and Jacob Idol charges, right into a spin kick from Troy Black! Lance Errington picks up the VCW Intercontinental Title, and rushes for him with another beltshot... but Troy Black ducks, and Lance Errington accidentally hits Gabriel Black, who was coming from behind Troy to grab him! Lance Errington turns around, rather sheepishly... and takes a throat jab! He goes down too! They all roll out of the ring to join Rob Solomon, Derek Cole, and Jasmina Chastity on the outside! Troy Black just cleared the ring all by himself!!

But they’re not leaving, merely regrouping. At Gabriel Black’s direction, they spread out and surround the ring, leaving Troy Black looking around at all angles. He’s outnumbered four-to-one, maybe five- or six-to-one if you count Derek Cole and Jasmina Chastity as legitimate threats, and those are pretty mean odds! Troy Black’s looking around, trying to figure out who’s going to be the first to lunge at him. But someone ELSE is coming out of the backstage entrance now! It’s "Superstar" Sean Black, bandaged forehead and all! He begins walking down the ramp, smiling and pointing at Troy Black, and saying something the cameras don’t pick up! Things just got even worse...

WAIT!! "Sad But True" by Metallica kicks on over the arena sound system, and Sean Black freezes in his tracks in shock! The crowd reacts with stunned silence for a second or two, then just EXPLODES into a deafening uproar of cheers!! It couldn’t be... MELISSA DELARMEGGIO!! Melissa DelArmeggio steps out of the backstage entrance, and the crowd’s cheers somehow get even louder!! And she has a steel chair! Sean Black turns around... and Melissa DelArmeggio comes running down the aisle and mows him over with a blow to the head from the chair!!

Gabriel Black panics, pointing at her and shouting commands at his allies! Jacob Idol charges her, and Melissa knocks him flat with a chairshot halfway down the aisle! Lance Errington is shortly behind... and he takes a shot to the head too! Rob Solomon grabs his hockey stick and rushes her with that, but Melissa blocks the hockey stick with the chair, then jabs the edge of the chair into Solomon’s midsection, stunning him, and brings the chair down on his head, knocking him down too!! Derek Cole puts up his fists and tries to look menacing, but he’s backing off, and Jasmina Chastity just dives for cover, screaming in terror as Melissa runs to the ring! She slides the chair inside to Troy Black, and he grabs it, then she grabs another chair and slides inside to join him!

Inside the ring, Melissa DelArmeggio smiles at Troy Black, and he’s staring at her in disbelief! She says something to him and spreads her arms wide for a hug, still holding her chair in one hand! Troy Black is stunned for a moment, but then he opens his arms, still holding his chair too, and steps into the hug... and Melissa grabs him with her free hand and pulls him into a passionate kiss!! Troy Black returns the kiss, and the crowd goes absolutely wild, with camera flashes bathing the arena in light!! On the outside of the ring, Gabriel Black can’t believe what he’s seeing! He looks around at the tattered remains of his allies, all laid out on the steel ramp, then back at Troy and Melissa in the ring in shock!

Gabriel Black shouts something at Troy Black, so hoarse and incoherent that nobody can understand what he’s saying even though the cameras pick it up, and he jumps up on the apron! But Troy Black saw him, and he turns away from the embrace suddenly and BLASTS Gabriel Black with a huge chairshot that knocks him off the apron!! For the first time since Gabriel’s comeback, Troy Black has unleashed a physical assault on his brother! Now that Melissa’s here again, it seems like Troy Black has recovered his will to fight!

Troy Black glances down at Gabriel Black to make sure he’s really down, then turns back to Melissa... AND MELISSA WHACKS HIM WITH THE CHAIR!! WHAT!? NO!! HOW COULD SHE DO THAT!? The crowd explodes into boos, and Melissa DelArmeggio just glares down at Troy Black in contempt, then whacks him in the back of the head with the chair again! What the HELL is going on here!? She slides out of the ring and goes to Gabriel Black’s side... and helps him up!? No, come on, this CAN’T be what it looks like! Gabriel Black smiles at Melissa DelArmeggio with dazed, unfocused eyes, then puts an arm around her shoulder and says something to her! He raises her hands in victory, and points to her with his other hand, and the crowd boos loudly and pelts them with garbage! Somehow, Melissa DelArmeggio has joined forces with Gabriel Black!! How in the HELL could this happen!? We’re out of time!! See you next week!!

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