The New Franchise of WWC

Menace 9
Jan. 12, 2004
Starring: Team EGO and KaGe
Writer: Paul

The match was completed, as Trey Vincent stood victorious in the center of the ring as his World Championship glinted in the Greensboro Coliseum’s lights. North Carolina fans blew up in jeers, as Trey Vincent (who was struggling to catch his breathe) called for a microphone. And while TV called for his mighty weapon, both Sean Studd and Greg Davis grabbed steel chairs and slid themselves’ into the ring. Trey Vincent finally got to his feet and slung the title over his shoulder, as all three members of Team EGO looked down at KaGe. KaGe, who was ultimately screwed at the hands of EGO, only looked up helplessly as Trey Vincent snatched the steel chair from Davis’ hands and unfolded it upon KaGe’s body, making sure one of the foot rungs was across KaGe’s neck. As KaGe was groggily forced to look up at TV, Vincent raised the mike as he sat down and looked over at KaGe.

”This is the best the WWC could provide for an opponent?” Vincent rhetorically asked, “I expected someone at least somewhat known to the world, not the king of ring rats. I mean, out of all the pathetic excuses for entertainers that this promotion showcases, Trey Vincent is forced to face an XWF World Champion? You know what that makes you, KaGe? NOTHING! That makes you the champion of absolutely nothing. Without Team EGO in that federation, its like the Titanic…it’s just waiting to sink…it just takes three hours for it to happen”

TV only cracked a devilish grin over at his fellow EGO members, as Davis and Studd only looked on with a grin on each of their faces.

”You see, ladies and gentlemen, in order for us to truly entertain you to best of our abilities, we need something more than this excrement of wrestling trash,” TV said as he motioned to KaGe, “We need actual entertainers that can nearly equal us in entertainment value…but unfortunately, the WWC doesn’t host those kinds of superstars. Look at those who stand before you tonight…THEY are the only entertainers in this company”

The crowd roared in jeers, as TV only chuckled. Studd soon snatched the microphone from Trey Vincent and smiled at the crowd, who greeted him with nothing but jeers. Studd than knelt before KaGe’s fallen and bound body and spat directly in the WWC Television Champions face.

“You know something, KaGe, you really hurt my feelings earlier. You came out here and said that we were nothing to this business? You assumed that the XWF would be better without us? You know what that makes you? A typical member of the Wrestling Planet,” Studd said with a smile, “Every single last one of the wrestling world’s top leaders thought they would be better off without the Studdster, without TV, and without the Greginator…but you know what they found out?”

”They were wrong”

”In fact, the only reason that THIS company hasn’t already sunk and died like the past three federations Levine was apart of is ONLY because we are here to grab this federation by its throat and drag it out of the grave,” Studd said arrogantly, “I mean look at the track record Levine holds…jOlt Wrestling: Dead. PIW: Dead. OSW: Dying. Paul Levine is a regular death dealer in this business”

”But he made the choice of signing us three, and now look…these arenas are PACKED with morons who just love to hear what we’ll say next,” Studd said arrogantly, “And what we say is…that tonight, we continue the mission that we are carrying from our days in XWF. Baby, tonight we do the one thing that every single sports entertainer who is actually worth more than one Canadian dollar…and that’s get rid of the unentertaining piles of trash…”

”And KaGe…that means you”

CRACK~!!!

OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!

It was the most sickening shock of the night, as Greg Davis lifted his respective steel chair in the air and SLAMMED it into the prone skull of The Red-Eyed Warrior. KaGe immediately was out, as TV soon got to his feet, allowing Studd to snatch his own chair and CRACK it over the chest of KaGe. KaGe rolled to his stomach, attempting to protect his ribs, when suddenly…

CRACK x2~!!!!!

Two consecutive steel chairs came crashing down on KaGe’s back, causing KaGe to roar out in pain. KaGe soon got to his feet and looked for a right hand on Studd, but Studd ducked the shot, twirled around and as he twirled he sent the steel chair directly into the back of KaGe’s head. The Television Champion was floored on his stomach, as Trey Vincent looked over at his comrades and told them to lift the Red Eyed Warrior up to his feet. With Greg Davis grabbing one arm, and Studd grabbing the other…the Television Champion was brought to his feet…

THWACK~!

Only to be brought down once more with a sickening belt shot by Trey Vincent, who charged as fast as he could and nearly dented his gold over the skull of KaGe. As all three Team EGO members stood over the fallen KaGe, Trey Vincent gave an order to his friends, as he rolled to the outside of the ring and began pulling the announcer’s table closer to the ring apron. As Trey Vincent struggled to pull the table closer to the apron…Sean Studd and Greg Davis hounded over KaGe, with a steel chair in each of their grasps.

KaGe was slowly getting to his feet, blood flowing from his forehead. He was beaten and battered and only EGO would hold his fate for the next moment. KaGe got to one knee, and both members of EGO began to real the chairs up. The crowd roared for someone to come out and assist the only man that was man enough to stand up to the virus known as EGO. KaGe got to one foot…than two. His head slowly lifted and looked groggily into the distance. He heard the crowd’s roars, he saw two figures closing in on him…and he couldn’t move away.

CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

Con-Chair-To

The two chairs sandwiched the skull of KaGe, forcing TREW (The Red Eyed Warrior) to crumble to the ground in a bloody heap. Trey Vincent, still on the outside nearly had the table against the apron, as Studd and Davis threw down the steel chairs and pushed KaGe into the ropes, where the Red Eyed Warrior’s arms were wrapped into the ropes by TV (who was standing on the table his positioned). All three Team EGO members now surrounded the bloody KaGe, and began to toy with. Trey Vincent looked over at the Television Title and snatched it up, before pressing both titles into KaGe’s face and jaw jacking a bit.

”You see this fucking belt? You don’t deserve it, kid! You aren’t anywhere NEAR the most entertaining man in this company…WE are. If it was up to us, WE would have this title. You’re just lucky Trey Vincent is too busy being king of the world,” TV said as he slapped KaGe across the face. Davis and Studd quickly followed as they began to stomp away into KaGe’s chest. After the mauling of KaGe, TV broke his comrades away from KaGe and told them of a plan…but Studd had other plans. Studd quickly snatched both chairs up and gave one to each of his friends and pointed to KaGe.

Davis and Vincent smiled.

Vincent held the chair in front of KaGe’s face…

Davis held the chair in front of Vincent’s chair, which was in front of KaGe’s face…

And Studd moved to the opposite end of the ring and went upon the apron. The crowd roared for SOMEONE, ANYONE to come out and help the fallen champion…but their requests were in vain. Studd looked to the left, Studd looked to the right, he pointed to himself three times and shouted…

”Sean…Fucking…Studd” (an obvious RVD rip-off)

Studd than leapt into the air, pushed himself off the top rope with a springboard and…

CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK~!

Feet meet steel…steel meet steel…steel meet face.

The Studdly Kick…Extreme Style

It was the largest springboard dropkick in the history of the World Wrestling Corporation, and the impact of the kick forced KaGe’s neck to snap back harshly. KaGe’s arms finally were released from their ropey prison, and allowed a crimson masked KaGe to fall to the mat face first. It was sickening to see the entire Team EGO stable laughing, as KaGe began to POUR blood out. I’m talking gallons, more than HBK’s blade job at Survivor Series. Blood was leaking from KaGe’s forehead like a leaky faucet and staining the ring below.

Trey Vincent only smiled and looked over at Studd.

Studd grinned and nodded and suddenly began to climb to the top rope.

Greg Davis and Trey Vincent pulled the fallen KaGe over to the apron and rolled him upon the table that TV had set earlier. Davis made sure to hold KaGe’s arms, as Vincent held KaGe’s legs. Both eager members of EGO looked up at Studd who began to do the Rick Rude wiener dance. But suddenly, Studd stopped and jumped off the top rope…his eyes blinded by a golden glint…

Blinded by the Television Title.

Studd grinned ear to ear as he wrapped the gold around his waist and showcased it to the crowd while screaming, “I think this baby looks MUCH better on me”

It was at this point that Studd climbed back up the top rope, massaged what he believed to be HIS Television Title (since he IS the best thing on television today)…wiener dance…JUMP HIGH INTO THE AIR…

Trey Vincent, Greg Davis, and all of North Carolina went silent as Studd’s height was immense as he soared through the air, twisted in mid motion to land in a lateral fashion and suddenly…

CRASH FUCKING LANDING!

STUDDLY SPLASH…extreme style

The extremely high body splash from the top rope caught KaGe hard and completely left the TV Champion immobile. And it wasn’t just the shear velocity of Studd’s splash, but also that he was wearing the TV Title as he did it…adding more pain to the predicament. Trey Vincent and Greg Davis lifted a hurt Studd to his feet, as fans began to chant “HOLY SHIT!” over and over again. Studd only grinned and raised the TV title in the air before throwing it upon KaGe’s fallen body.

”You see, baby, everyone recognizes greatness,” Studd said with a grin.

Trey only responded with, “And everyone recognizes entertainment”

Team EGO version 3.0; possibly the deadliest one of all.

WWC, welcome to your new franchise wrestlers…

What the fuck were you thinking?

NEXT CHAPTER: Atlantic City: EGO Style, Part 1 >>

©2004 John Leary