Match four (Money in the Bank)

[Vince McMahon]

Match four (Money in the Bank): Beno vs AJ Styles vs K. Orton vs Michael Shane vs John Morrison vs Danny Daniels


The Money in the Bank match. Six warriors will walk into this match. One will climb the ladder and grab the suitcase..in the suitcase; a contract for any title shot at any title! What a prize but it's not going to be a easy road. We will see sweat, passion and heart in this match. Who will walk away with the free title shot?

[John Morrison/Shawn Michaels]

Mania RP

Scene 1- In the locker room

Money In The Bank.... the most exciting, adrenaline filled, fast paced, most thrilling match in the history of the Wrestling business. All these superlatives, and it all boils down to one thing. Climbing a fifteen foot ladder, reaching and grabbing your shot at destiny. Great men have won Money In The Bank, and when it is in your two sweaty, exhausted hands at the end of the match, you know that you have pretty much a World Title, any time you want it! And tonight, with my streak since returning still intact, with my drive for victory even greater still, I will climb that ladder, win the championship opportunity, and I will take down each and every man, woman or beast that stands in my way. Tonight, The Shaman Of Supremecy becomes Mr. Money In The Bank!

John Morrison arrives into the backstage area of the Grandest Stage Of Them All, and makes a beeline straight for his locker room, telling Burris that he is gonna have to wait a bit. He gets to his locker room, and looks at the looming mahogany brown door, with the words ‘JOHN MORRISON, MITB MATCH’ emblazoned across it in golden letters. He takes a deep breath, and shoves it open. Inside, he finds a luxury room, stacked with WWE Magazines, DVD’s of past two THY Mania’s and a large fridge. Morrison opens the fridge and takes out a soda, and grabs the Mania II DVD from the pile. He clicks it in and skips to the MITB Match. He is watching intently, as he watches the World Champ POT and Jacob Senn battle over the briefcase. As the match is at its culmination, there is a sharp rapping at the door. Morrison tuts and pauses the DVD, and goes to answer the door. Standing there, when he opens it, is none other than Mike Mizanain, The Miz!

Miz: John boy, how are you doing bro?!

Jo-Mo: Wow, Mike, the last person I expected to see was you here tonight, what the hell are you doing in THY, bud?!
Miz: Well, you know since I am the Awesome One, I guessed I would come by and give you some Awesome advice on how to win the Money In The Bank Ladder Match, a match which yours truly won, and then went on to defeat Randy Orton to become the greatest WWE Champion of this era, and of any! But John boy, this isn’t about me, this is your night, your attempt to climb one step up the Ladder in this business, quite literally. John boy, you win tonight, you have a basically guaranteed... guaranteed! World Title around your waist. You win tonight, that is the hard bit done. But when you win, don’t do this crap where you act all noble and cash it in on a healthy Champion! Look at Cena, he cashed it in, and lost. Look at RVD, he cashed it in, and yeah he may have walked away the champ, but he only kept it for a month or so, cause he was exhausted from a half hour match! No, you have to be wily, like me, like Daniel Bryan. We both cashed in at the end of the year, and kept the Title to Mania at least! So, when you win this, I will be there. When you WIN the THY WWE Championship, I will be there, and when I see you, my Tag Team Partner, become almost as must-see as me, I will know that my work here is done!

Jo-Mo: Thanks Mike, that means a lot. Hey man, what do you say, for old times sake, I get rid of Burris, and we present a WrestleMania Edition of The Dirt Sheet!?!?

Miz: Well.... you’re on!!!

Morrison closes the door, and the scene fades to black, with Morrison and Miz laughing in the background.

Scene 2- Alone with his thoughts

Morrison arrives out to the vast arena, and there are workers milling around everywhere.

Jo-Mo: Hey Mike, I’ll be back in a sec OK?

Miz: Sure thing man!

Morrison looks around the immensely vast Madison Square Garden, and begins to walk up to the ring, and circle it, looking deep in thought.

Madison Square Garden. Steeped in history, steeped in glory. Commonly known as the Greatest Sporting Arena on earth. Five NBA finals held here, 3 Stanley Cup Finals held here. Legends are made in Madison Square Garden. Frasier, Ali, Holyfield, Lewis, all battled for the right to be known as the best here. And of course, wrestling. This is quite simply, the home of Wrestling. If there was ever a place to announce my presence as the The Shaman Of Supremecy, it is here, as MSG, in front of thousands of screaming, die hard wrestling fans. Here is the place where I cannot choke, where I have to showcase my talent. If I do set this place alight, management will have no choice but to listen to me, John Morrison. Management will have no choice, but to put the spotlight, where it rightfully belongs... resting on me!

Morrison is back at the top of the ramp, and he spots a ladder, which will be used in the Ladder match

And this is how my climb to glory begins, quite literally, on this ladder. All I have to do, is beat Seven other guys, who I know that I am better than. When I get in that ring tonight, I will only be fifteen feet away from glory. Tonight isn’t about me taking out the knights in a personal mission. Tonight isn’t about any beef I got with anyone in this match. Tonight also aint about helping your pals. Tonight is about doing everything in your power to climb fifteen feet, and unclip the briefcase, gaining that Title shot.
Morrison stares one more time at the Ladder, and walks backstage, for his interview with Burris

Scene 3- Return of The Dirt Sheet

Morrison and Miz are walking and talking backstage, and Burris catches up with them.

Burris: Hey guys quick word for the MITB ladder match for later tonight?

Morrison and Miz turn.

Jo-Mo: No, Burris, you cannot have a ‘quick word’. You cannot have any word from The Shaman Of Supremecy.

Miz: Hey man, I think that that’s a little unfair. Give Burris a chance, as John Lennon sang.

Morrison: John Lennon did not sing, ‘Give Burris a chance’ Miz. *sighs* Fine, I’ll give you a sentence, BT. Get ready here goes. ImmawinMITBandthereaintadamnthingyouoranyoneisgonnadoboutitalsoBTisafatprick!
There... see ya Burris, me and Mike have some business to attend to

They disappear through a door, and there is a camera on the other side, showing us the traditional ‘Dirt Sheet background’ with THE DIRT SHEET in the famous Hollywood sign lettering. John Morrison and The Miz take their places, and get ready. Morrison fixes his hair with some hairspray he pulls out of his pants first

Miz: Little relieved, gotta admit....

The camera begins to roll

Jo-Mo: Hi. I am John Morrison, and last week, 50 Cent attempted to buy this jacket off me for $20,000. I passed.

Miz: Why!?

Jo-Mo: Furry, sparkly jackets are not for sale Miz, you know that

Miz: (rolls eyes) Yeah well, I am your chick magnet... The Miz! And this week, in our return episode of The Dirt Sheet, we have a very special Episode of the Dirt Sheet for you Mizfits and JoMosapians to enjoy. WrestleMania predictions week! First up, POT vs. Barton. Lets go to Shawn Michaels, on his predicition for this match
Cuts to Morrison imitating HBK, and his raspy voice

HBK: Well, let the Heartbreak Kid tell you this, he will not be a doormat for absoultley nobody!

Miz: What!? So that means you are a doormat!?
HBK: I am the Showstoppa’, Mr. Wrestlemania, the main event

Jo-Mo: Then how come you aren’t on the card???
HBK (Jo-Mo) looks downcast, and his shoulders sag as he walks away.

Miz: John, I think you made Shawn lose his smile......
Jo-Mo: Anyway, enough of all this World Title Match, lets get to the Main Event, The Money In The Bank Ladder Match, in which yours truly will be competing. Now before we get on to my opponents, lets talk about why I will win the contract. I am more driven, more athletic and just all round more talented than these other losers in the match. Plus, I have the Palace Of Wisdom on my side, and I also have The Awesome One, my collegue, The Miz, alongside yours truly.

Miz: But now, we move on to your first opponent, John boy, and that man is Matt Hardy!

Jo-Mo: Ah Fatt, sorry MATT Hardy. What a great drugged up, coked up guy that guy is. I mean, lets be honest, how many times has he been caught on drugs???

Miz counts to ten on his fingers, loses count and then shrugs his shoulders

Jo-Mo: Exactly. That guy with the Money In The Bank briefcase, it would just be bad business. In fact, its bad business putting him in the match in the first place. I mean, does anyone even think that he climb the Ladder without breaking it. I mean, that Video on YouTube that he posted a while back was disturbing enough, please, lets not have a view of his fat ass waddling to the ring tonight!

Miz: The bottom line is Hardy, go back to smuggling ecstasy and cocaine and getting fired from every company youve been in. Even TNA fired you... Nothing else to add.... Yes well, on to your next opponent, Mr.Morrison, and that is Michael Shane or ‘Mali’ as he is commonly known.

Jo-Mo: Mali, in my opinion, is a decent talent. I had respect for him, we had a common interest. Our hatred of The Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels.

Miz pretends to throw up in a bucket .

Jo-Mo: Yes, Miz, we in The Palace Of Wisdom feel exactly that way about The Showstoppa’! Anyways, back to Shane. Son, you went totally against your principles when you agreed to sing from the same hymn sheet with Shawn against The Knights. You are a joke boy, and you just don’t have these do ya?? *flexes his abs* Anyways, enough about my brilliance, where did you and Shawn get to, huh. You can’t have the excuse that, ‘Hey, well, I wasn’t trying coz I hate Shawn’ Nah man, you and Shawn just couldn’t get the job done, could ya? You just weren’t good enough, quite simply. Now if me and Miz were to go for Tag Gold, we would win it any place, any time! And take that as a promise, not a threat, FEAR and Beno!

Miz: Yeah, cause the Greatest Tag Team in the 21st or any Century for that matter, on the way to taking your gold! But back to tonight’s Main Event, where my boy John will defeat 7 other men.... *holds hand to ear* Wait a second some news through right now, two men have pulled out of the MITB match for unknown reasons, The Bastard and Fatt Hardy!

Jo-Mo: Well, aint that a kwinky-dink right there Miz?! The two men to pull out close to the deadline were two men from MY match! Well, lets be honest, The Bastard probably couldn’t handle the spotlight, could he? And Matt... well, he’ll be coked up in the back alley of some shithole, alongside his brother, Jeff!

Miz: Damn right, but please, lets get back to the matter in hand. Insulting people! What do you think about Danny Daniels and AJ Styles, two huge prospects *sniggers* here in the WWE.

Jo-Mo: Well, you’re quite the... comedian in the corner there, aren’t you Miz? But in all seriousness, lets talk about Mr. Daniels. I mean, look at the guy, he says that he is a top wrestler. I mean, what has he actually won?! Missippi NWA Tag Team Champ... oooooo, marvellous. I mean, why just why is he in this match. He is pathetic, at lest tell him to put a little fake tan, that dude is as white as a sheet. And he’s ginger!? Oh dear god, why, why have you put this man on our earth!? He has returned out of the blue, and got in the Money In The Bank match!? Bullshit, when other guys have worked their ass off to get here, like Bret Hart, like X-Pac. What about those guys!?
Miz: Is it just me, or does good ole Danny remind you of CopperCab off of YouTube... GINGERS HAVE SOULS JOHN!

Jo-Mo: Alright then Miz, if saying that makes you feel any better *pats him on the back*

Miz: Oh and he’s Five Foot Seven. Hashtag LOL, that is like the size of my d.....

Jo-Mo: Diaphragm, yes folks, Miz has a huge diaphragm! Anyway, moving on, very quickly to AJ Styles. Styles, Styles, Styles you really are a golden boy, aren’t you? You put God before anything else, you are a devout family man, aint that so? You have dominated TNA, ROH, all the indy scene. But the problem with you is, you will never make it to the top. Why? Quite simply, you are past it son. What age are you 35/40?? Your days are numbered, and one more bad bump and you are gone, stretchered into nothingness. I would suggest that you join Fatt-boy Hardy, and The Bastard and get out quick, before its too late. If you do show up, then I will be more than happy to take you out!

Miz: And now to Kurt Orton, a man we all know and kinda, sorta like, right John?

Jo-Mo: Yes that is 100% true, Miz, Kurt and I have mutual respect for one anothers abilities. That doesn’t mean to say that I like the person behind the talent. KO, you won the TV Title, held it for less than a month, and lost it on your second or third defence. Pretty poor lets be honest. But what do management do, they shoot you to the top. They give you everything you’ve ever wanted, and you grabbed it, and beat the undefeated beast, known as Kendall. Then, the only way is up right? Wrong! Less than a month later, first Title defence... LOST! Look, KO, I respect you, but lets be honest, you choke under the spotlight. And tonight, the spotlight will truly be shining on you. And if by some miracle, you do win the MITB Ladder match ahead of me, I will personally bet my house that you will lose your Title match. Im gonna be frank here, pal, and you may not like it. But I think Kendall was told to lose to you. I think Kendall barely even tried, let you win. You have been handed everything on a silver platter KO, and yet you still sit and bitch and moan and bitch and bitch and bitch about ‘No Rematch... I wanna Triple Threat at Mania!’ No-one wants to hear it. If I had half the chances you were given to you, I would be World Champion and a true World Champion at that!

Miz: And now finally, onto the only Knight in the match, One half of the soon to be forgotten Tag Champs, Beno!

Jo-Mo: Well, Beno, I honestly don’t care if you are a Knight, part of the Anti-Knights group. I don’t care if you hold the Tag Championships. You won them by default and who have you beaten??? HBK! Exactly. And you don’t even have the guts to defend them on the grandest stage of them all. I also don’t give a rats ass, how many Titles you have won, how many accolades you have graciously accepted throughout the years. I don’t give a damn how people talk about you like you are some God... cause newsflash buddy, you aint the Main Attraction anymore. The main attraction tonight will be me. The name on everyones lips will be ‘John Morrison!’ You are past old man. You should definetley think of retirement soon, before I submit you into retirement! Tonight is my night, my moment!

Miz: Well, after those inspirational words, I am sure that there is NOBODY now that doubts John Morrison ‘The Shaman of Supremecy’. Lets go thru the list of your opponents then.
1.) A man who sold out on himself

2.) A CopperCab impressionist

3.) A man who will never win the big one

4.) A man who chokes when he is under the spotlight

5.) And a man who is past it, over the hill

And this man, your MITB winner, and the next WWE Champion, John Morrison! Thank you for your time, and we are the greatest Tag Team of all time

Together: BE JEALOUS!

Scene 4- Final Thoughts

As I sit here now, five minutes away from going out onto the Grandest Stage, I can hear the peoples rumblings, I can hear the expectation growing. Tonight was what I needed, a more relaxed me and a friend to pass the time before my biggest match of my career. With Miz, I am The Shaman Of Sexay again. But when I get to five/ten minutes of the match, I feel it, every time, washing over me, cleansing me of my more light side, and giving birth to a beast. A beast with a thirst. A thirst to acquire more of the drug that has had him in ecstasy for months now. The greatest drug in the world. When you feel the need, your blood quickens, your pulse races, and you get restless. As am I now, pacing up and down in front of the curtain, awaiting my moment. I nod to the Miz, who wishes me luck in this match. This match! HA! This is more than a match. This, right here right now, is the single, biggest grandest EVENT in the history of my life. I have never felt so much pressure. But I can feed off the pressure and my nerves, and channel it toward one single thing. Acquiring my drug. And when I unclip the briefcase, and carry it back down the ladder, in it, a contract for a WWE Title Match, any time I choose, any time I want, I will have acquired in the biggest does possible, on the Grandest Stage of them all, I will acquire my most precious victory!

["The Prodigy" Kurt Orton (F)]

Prologue

Everything from birth was mastered, life lessons were all learned with proper care and listened to daily with momentous preparation for the days just sinking in where I would become a Thy WWE Superstar.... throughout all the competition I have battled since arriving two years ago...

I would not call this a mountain, nor road... I now call this the pinnacle of my career! Never look back on the past because the future guides you to new opportunites where you must seize the day... seize the moment that you breathed & cherished because this is where all that hard work comes into play... This is my Wrestlemania!

End Of Prologue

Scene 1 - The Training

Time: 9:00 AM
Date:9/21/12
Area: St,Louis Missouri
Characters: Kurt Orton, Randy Orton & Cowboy Bob Orton

This was the prelude to the day where I would show no mercy, the training first began though waking up to a whistle & drums... big band drums that were seen at high school football games during any season... that's what I woke up to in a "What the Fuck" attitude while brushing my teeth & changing into proper clothing.

10 minutes would pass by as the whistle would keep blowing while I ate my morning breakfast of pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon & some Orange Juice... After getting that dissolved & into my body, I would then head out into the backyard and see the old practice ring from when I was a young kid being set up just with a revamping.

Black ropes, black turnbuckles, white canvas matting & grey steel steps with the apron reading "Orton Family Wrestling" I soon realized that my childhood was reformatting into my very existance where I first became the family's "Prodigy".

Walking around the ring, surveying what was around me... I began to vision many flashbacks of me & my friends always in the ring... battling for our little paper & toy belts we got from the mall that was bought & we loved the crowd reaction (even though it was other family & friends) it felt good to know that this reaction would grow larger, bigger & faster son turning into a world-wide audience & fan base otherwise known as the Thy WWE Universe.

Randy would walk out onto the grass plains of the backyard & throw me my duffle bag to go change into my ring gear & while the women were both away on shopping for the wedding, my primary focus was on my training regimen & to become a better wrestler.

So I changed into my gear which normally consits of night black jean shorts, & my black with white-striped boots but since it was a different day & a different aspect... I switched into my black tights with red & white colored initals spelling " K O " on both of my thighs with the same boots.

I began to stretch out my muscles as Randy came back out in his trunks with the tribal baby blue design, he smirked at me & stroke his chin a few times before getting in the ring & staring across the way.

Bob Orton watched from the patio as me & my dad locked up in the center of the ring, back & forth the strength was going as I quickly turned it into a headlock with my dad trying to catch his breath, seething at my power.

The headlock was finally broken... & here came the famous thrust viper-like clotheslines of my dad... left & right, left & right were all I began to see as I tried to even counter.. he soon dropped me hard & fast with a powerslam.

Bob shouted " You can't let your guard down Kurt" "Fight Back kid" as Randy dropped down roughly into the viper position... the poisonous, venomous like eyes were calling, listening & pleading
to hit the RKO... As I turned around... a quick counter was implented right directly into the Killswitch which scored points for me.

After the little pre-match fight, the father & son duo would hug it out in the ring & talk in the center.

{"Apex Predator"} Randy Orton

Very good job today son, youv'e learned from the best including myself how to become the best... world champ, tv champ & one more... you will be a triple crown champion! I just need you to focus more on your task at hand then the big day... understand?

{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

I understand you full & well dad, it's just you, grandpa & mom know I love AJ so much, when she got beat by Demmi Mae this past monday... I was by her side making sure she was comforted & at least able to stand.... I know my match is at hand but if she's like tonight's opportunity... then i'll climb the ladder.

{"Apex Predator"} Randy Orton

You realize that it's no more fun & games for you soon as those lights dim out in MSG, it's down to business when you walk under those ladders... don't get scared because i know you can succeed... as long as you have the chain & everyone''s initial support... your good to go.

I nodded & understood what came out of my dad's mouth, he respected the fact that sometimes family & inital commitment can overpower the strength of anything doubting an opponent, I felt the cold chill of my vains clashed with his as we locked hands in unison & knew that the old KO that was dark & demented came back for one night only to wreak havoc, raise hell & the door was let wide open.

So as we got up from the canvas, I walked back inside & found a note from AJ on the kitchen counter with a grease stain from her cooking breakfast with Samantha inside, picking it up as I read...

"Kurt... I'm already at MSG & waiting on you to come see me, I noticed you were training so your clothes & stuff are left on the suitcase for whenever you might change & come visit.... I'll be waiting for you in the locker room."

Your future Wife,

AJ.

I read the note & stuck it in my pocket, thinking about her & also having flashbacks to our first date... it was romantic yet magical for the both of us & I vowed to keep that forward strong while conquering the task at hand.

My clothes consisted of a black long-sleeve button down t-shirt, blue jeans & my black Nike Shox sneakers, everything was ready for me to exit the family house.

But After chilling out on the sofa with my dad for a few moments, I got in the shower to go change & get ready to leave the house, Randy stared me down one more time at the doorway, cracking his neck in seriousness... he knew what my motives were & everything was riding on the line... the road to Glory would have to be continued with the path becoming a stretch longer but with my dad's confidnce... I heard the voices talking to me in my head & I was ready for a fight.

Walking out of the house, I put my bags in the car & started up the engine while my dad looked at me one final time with a cocky smirk... I gave him the same response as he shouted "Good luck son" from the doorway... I thanked him & got in the car, heading off to the airport for the flight to MSG... but on that way... I had to make a quick pit stop.

The scene soon ends with Kurt now making his way inside the local airport with his bags in hand, talking to a flight crew member about getting his flight detoured.

End Of Scene 1


Scene 2 - Step-brothers Reunite.

Time: 2:00 PM
Date: 9/21/12
Area: A Rehab Center in Jersey
Characters: Kurt Orton & Killa Outlaw

Something told me to come here & see the man who started my initial rage of complete terror & fury... but why would that person be in a rehab center that was old and broken down... only time would tell me that story.

I walked into the center & it was torn up with rats creeping around, mold hitting each corner & the other paitents not even cleared of their addictions... it seemed like the center gave up & just didn't care anymore.

But I had to make amends with a certain individual that almost ended not only my career but AJ's lively hood was at stake as well, the intention, the venomous look started to take over & I was reborn.

Kurt would ask the teller for the patient's name & he would say Killa Outlaw which is what they & himself went by because he didn't have a setup goverment name placed in the system, so as the teller told Orton the room number, he would begin walking down the cell imprisoned hallways & coming to a room which number would be scratched off completely, but to no avail I made out the number which read "210" & walked inside to a see a face-painted man with regret, anguish, dissapointment & less emotion than ever before shadow his face.

It shadowed his face because he went over the deep end & wanted to make thibngs right.... he almost hurt an innoncent civilian & woman that he once treated like fleshing blood, a part of his heart even that he didn't wanna let go if it... the same voices that control myself at this very moment also control him kind of like a bond between us.

Outlaw had the low cut, slick-back Jeff Hardy haircut from 2010 & tribal sadness like facepaint draped on him, wearing a straight-jacket & blue jeans just staring with his head down at the floor, he was sorry for what he did & even with Kurt's rage... he had no other choice but to try & save him from further depression or worse... ending his own lively hood.

Orton would now close the steel door & lock himself inside with him, What was he thinking? Locking himself inside with a 6'8 275 pound former Thy WWE Superstar who had a passion & joy for kicking asses into place with a demonic approach.

Outlaw would begin to speak while looking down at the floor, with a soft cold, remorseless stare.

{The Dark Horse} Killa Outlaw

You want acceptance. Closure for the demons that made you this way, made you cold, life-less, lessons not telling you other than the truth... so you came... you came to show-off, be the guiding light for all of your idiot fans to have at their disposal!

Kurt, within the last two years of being locked up inside this prison, mental home... I've watched you... Every time you get into the moment... you shine off the brightest candle you have on the mantle & let it burn.... does it hert?

Does the pain indulge you, influence you to be a better person & brag about how you can't win the big prize, the greatest championship Thy WWE has to offer & you completely blow it all because you left yourself in a state of happiness, too overzealous to even keep your head on straight & with a flash of lighting... guess who beats you... your enemy that's 4-0 "POT" Bob Cena who's a guy that I actually respect.

He made you cold-heartedly think what you need to work on & better at, but everytime you think about it... you black out & fill your head with what the fans wanna hear & i'll be damned if I have to go on my Twitter, Facebook or hell even the website of the company to watch the show.... I am sickened by your actions Kurt & they need to change drastically for you are in the biggest match of your career thus the fans chant every night "Let's Go K.O " & for what... only to see you fail!

Like how Jericho falsely showed up only to lose to the Hardys because of your intertwined & rediculous thoughts, it costed you the chance to tag with a man who's done everything he could for you.

What do you do Kurt... you leave him puzzled?! That's the possible only friend you have to "Save you" from all the hell you have personally gone through since joining... you can't get back on track!

If I keep on splitting my problems of your failure out to you, you'll go viper right? the snake eyes will come on & you'll be intent on hitting your own flesh & blood... seeing that i'm defenseless inside this straightjacket but the thing is that these people never tied it to due to lazy incompitence... you wouldn't understand that though because your too dimwitted to understand anything?!

Let's look at AJ... shall we?

Outlaw would now stand up & look across at his step-brother just glaring at him with anger & tears pouring down his eyes, left hand cocked & burning to deck him in the mouth, but he couldn't do it... not because of the logic he was fuming but of the dark past he had inside just burning to let go & break away.

Outlaw would release the straight-jacket from his arms & back area to grab the picture & stand straight across from Kurt with a lighter also in his right hand to burn the picture up.

If we look at this very closely dear brother, what we see is a 5'4 90-100 pound young lady who's 25 years old... she found love & intrest in you but also has let her little girlish ways get ahead of what she can't control... her true animosity, the anger that she loathes deep down to lash out... but NO! It's not used to do that because your her shining light & now the funny crap & lingering story-book bullshit is that in just 24 hours is your big day ... the wedding of Kurt Orton & AJ Lee ... correct?

she's a skipping time bomb for when someone calls her crazy, she giggles about it & let's it get to her... recalling back to an in-ring segment you had on the 4th of August... you blatiently stated these words.

"You just gotta LOVE crazy chicks!!!!"

Then you continued by saying that you ended a streak, Alex Kendall is the guy i'm hearing that sent Thy WWE into a spiral for stock which nonetheless is smart for business but bad for the superstars because within this you had to let the man retire... retire the greatest business plan & career all because the spark, the sword of Excalibur other wise known as Respect was left on the rock of enchantment... you took IT!

It's a damn shame that I have tto watch you ruin everything.... you always need to be "that guy" The Thy WWE version of John Cena to save the day & make the show how you want it to run... but no one won't let you because you can't grow a set of balls to achieve it.

Orton would now punch his fist near one of the ongoing walls, ending his step-brother's tirade of his failure in the last time they saw each other face to face... Kurt turned around with blood red viper eyes, coiling to attack at will from all the things being said, he cuts off his brother with a growl before speaking.

{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

First of fucking all Killa, you were the one who caused all this.... since day 1 of us seperating all I could think of was of how you were gonna live your damn life? Was it gonna be on the streets or getting a job?

You eventually got a job by working with me side by side & Jason Baanes of the Aftermath which by managemen't looks... went driven into hell! Then you were playing with Yugi-oh cards & by remembering one card you loved dearly as a kid... your own ambition would change & end your career with one name being rendered "The Seal of Orichalcos"... It would pit the downfall of your existance & I bet money right now that you still carry the card around with you like a 10 year old!

Then you tried to claim yourself of being champion when all you were doing was making yoursself a simple joke... an insane simple, washed up joke Killa & the fact that I can even say the word step brother & roll it off my tongue is degrading & dishonorable for all hell to even repeat!!!!

You say i'm the company's Cena... If memory serves me right... The cena I know is a two-timing backstabber who wants to rid of the knights just like I do, the point-blank reason that the knights are even formed is total bullshit but then I get told that i'm a joke... I put my body on the line for my fans... for my peeps & I get their cheers as respect ... respect for the daredevil moves I perform!

I thank them when the chance is given for all the signs that they put up when i'm around them or the fact that they finish my catchphrase no matter of the mood i'm in... has that happened to you Killa? Guess not!

The first time you appeared in Thy WWE .. you got a decent crowd reaction only because you were a new guy... you lost to a nobody & took a year offf.. god knows what you did in a year off hiatus from the company... but damn when you came back I think that's when you became not the big bad wolf but Thy's big bad spoilde, card-playing bitch!

We then went on to both beating legends... you beat Randy Savage while I beat Bret Hart on a Live taping of Thy & dropped him on his damn head, hell he probably is still suffering the effects but that don't matter now.... what matters is that you have the audacity to compare to a man that I dislike with a burning passion... he also passes off as the family moniker of "Legend Killer" when he has no undeniable proof that the legends thinks he's good.

That's what pisses me off... comparing me to people I don't like or things that are irrelevant to the topic at hand... I went on to become a champion of the people... hell i'm a title each... one more & i'll be triple crowned while you'll be sitting here watching me do what I do best & that's wrestle... for it's in my blood... I cherish it, live it breath it, watch it & One day I plan to hold the championship high above my head & prove you wrong you selfish, cocky, egotistical son of a bitch!

It's either you shut up... or LACE THE FUCK UP!!!!

After that sentence enfilled with rage, Orton would stand toe to toe with his brother, staring him down with a boiled up frustration... he then smirks before Outlaw pushes him down.

Orton would counter the push with his own before Outlaw spits in his face, showing disrespect like how Bob Cena did to his family & including himself, so Orton would now snap & immediately fire right hands rapidly at his step-brother with rage & his face turning red.

Orton grabs the lock off the door & bashes it over his brother's head until he bleeds profusely from his skull, he would wait moments from that to then back up & coil out his frustrations... punting him in the head hard as he could leaving him unconcsious to even breathe.

He would then wipe off the lock & put it back on the door while leaving the room... Orton would walk over to the receptionist as he asked what happened, Kurt would look back with his hands bloodied up & he RKO's him while wiping the blood onto his uniform."If anyone asks who did it when you wake up.... tell them it was Outlaw's fault!"

Orton would soon walk out of the center, with a red face & an angry look as the scene ends.

End of Scene 2

Scene 3: The Vows of Trust.

Time: 6:30 PM
Date:9/22/12
Area: Madison Square Garden (New York City)
Characters: Kurt Orton, Edge & AJ Lee

As I got to the venue the next morning, it took me some time last night to clear my head of all fumes that transpired yesterday between me & Killa but I was now with a cooler head & ready for my day to be awesome as it could ever be.

Walking inside of MSG was the longest arrival time ever... it took a while for me to find the entrance to Thy because I stopped by so much memorabilla that captivated the room such as pictures of the New York Knicks from back in the day & current seasons, rapper Jay-Z perfoming in concert & even WWE's own D-Generation X doing their famous comedy sketch... I was glad to be near the waters of greatness known as the Big Apple & Now it was time to prove myself worthy.

I walked down the hallways & saw camera crews fixing their equipment, Burris Troy fixing his suit & working on his vocals, superstars training in the gym for their scheduled matches & at the end of all that I saw my best friend Edge leaning on a wall.

Shades on. Laether Jacket & his signature Rated R Superstar T-shirt, the works were displayed because it was a momentous occasion for the both of us... I didn't need no one telling me that I must perform to get little peanut gallery claps... I do it because Wrestling Matters!

I saw him as he took off the shades, he saw that my hands had dry blood on them & he smirked as me, I wondered what was so humorous while he began to speak.

("The Rated R Superstar"} Edge

Mind telling me What's the dry blood for KO?

{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

I had an altercation with my step brother yesterday Edge & don't wanna relay any of the events... If we can... I rather just focusing on Money In The Bank later tonight.

{"Rated R Superstar"} Edge

Alright dude... good luck later tonight & take this as a souvenir/memory of what you might be in for.

The Rated R Superstar would look over at a ladder & toss it to me... I didn't know why but it kinda felt like a signal to make known later on... I grabbed the ladder & headed on my way to the locker room with it in confusion.

When I got there, AJ was seen skipping around to my theme music which I needed for the promo ... But while she did that, she began wondering what happened to my hands 7 why they were bloodied up... If I told he it wouldn't matter.. but if I did... then she would have tried to comfort... both theories were not needed so I stayed silent.

I soon began leaned the ladder near the doorway & kissed her before she continued to skip... hell even after all the crap i've been through... I decided to join her.

After we skipped for a minute, I got changed into my wrestling gear & put on my jacket & track pants outfit but under it was my black & grass green tights with "K O" in cuersive on both sides of my legs, AJ would walk over to me as I sat down in thought position ... wondering what the hell would be the outcome of tonight... how to approach, how to attack & most importantly... how to survive?

I thanked her before exiting the locker room, she knew what the intentions were & that she is not needed tonight for my promo... I walked down the halls & crouched down in gorilla position with a piece of paper in hand... what did it mean? what did it read? only time will tell.

The scene ends with my eyes closed in another deep thinking moment quietly looking down at the floor under me.

End Of Scene 3

Scene 4 - The Ladder of Success

Time:7:30 PM
Date:9/22/12
Area:Backstage/In-Ring
Characters: Kurt Orton

Kurt sat in gorilla position now for about an hour, still focusing & gearing his head on straight for what's about to go down, he heard the fans gearing up as well in the arena... The staff member asks is he ready to go & Kurt gives him a cd of the long version to his theme.

He hears the fans go nuts in the arena while he jogs in place until the prequel's over, Kurt would now walk out to the biggest pop ever & seeing that he's from across the water in jersey.... why wouldn't they cheer for the hometown hero?!

Kurt saw some family members & friends in the audience as he did the lookout taunt on the ramp.

The "Prodigy" would then enter the ring after jogging up the steel steps with a huge grin on his face & knowing that this was his second Wrestlemania ... he felt great to become better at the craft he loved & to at least feel better from last year.... he's 1-0 at the grand stage & plans for 2 here tonight.

Kurt would raise his hands up higher for the fans to cheer louder and they do so in unison screaming "Let's Go KO" loud as they can as Kurt would then point them all out & grab a mic from the technical producer to speak.

{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

From this night forward & every arena Thy WWE steps into, when you see me... this is now the Peep Zone... to the guy in the front row wearing the Knights t-shirt to the young lady in the cheap seats wearing a John Morrison pair of sun-glasses... I want you all to know that without Randy, my mom Samantha, my grandfather or my little baby sister at my side... You are all my family, my friends & my loyal loving crowd.... I thank you.

The fans would hit a chant in unison saying "We respect you!" as Kurt would look-out to all of them & smile graciously, soon putting the mic back to his lips.

Now since my loyal thanks is given out to all of you... It's time to get down to business with my favorite match of all time... The Money in the Bank Ladder match! Boys... bring out the Ladder!

Two crew members take their time to bring out the grey ladder given to Kurt by John Morrison before he came out, it was the tallest ladder seen to the fans but Orton saw it as another journey to make his to accomplish.

After the crew members walked backstage, The "Prodigy" would stare down at the ladder & set it up shortly after seeing what he could have in mind as an idea.

Now my people, let's first get on track with a man who proclaims himself as the "Guru of Greatness", the "Honcho of Hotness" & more importantly the "Shaman of Supremacy" & lately he has had his ups & downs but when he does... it always leads him to bettering himself for the near future in soon becoming a champion... That man is John Morrison!

The fans would soon begin to cheer for Jo-Mo as Kurt gets his chance to speak.

John boy, I respect you the same as you respect me... Just hope & realize that this match is more important than anything in a personal life we undergo daily... it's the biggest match of our young careers & as many times I've competed in ladder matches & jumped off said object to risk my life for the prize at hand ... I'd say that we'd obviously be 2 people not to test elments against in this match.

Though if we look at each other's track record... I'd now say that i've made it to the top of the mountain & it's pretty friggin sweet to see from up there how everyone else compares to the champ in their own special little way... you tend to spark p the rankings well... so if one of us happens to win & does say cash in the champion of choice.... just know that right now... in my eyes... you would get the first shot!

Now let's clap it up for John boy peeps!

The fans clap in unison for John Morrison & cheer once again at his name, holding up their various signs while Kurt climbs the first rung of the ladder & sits upon it.

Now I don't know if you all have noticed but AJ has been off his rocker lately & no I don't think he's crazy .... I just have a distinct hunch that he nor anyone else here that would take a hiatus from the company... comes back right on the biggest night of his life to give out money to end a war that was started by pure physical hate & domination.

In my tenure, I've been asked & bribed to do a lot of things & i'm no veteran at this but AJ... what in the blue hell have you otten your damn self into? not only physically, verbally... but mentally!? Styles... you come back with quote "If I win the money In The Bank Ladder Match, then the money will be yours!"

Are You fucking Kidding me?! You go from the man who was all about wrestling his heart & soul... to a guy that turned into a damn sell-out within months of the break... I hope whoever has the common sense to crack in you the skull with a ladder knows exactly what there doing because if your messed up & I understand it's human nature.... bro... just try therapy... it's good for the mind!

Orton chuckles as he climbs up the next rung of theladder while the fans cheer a little bit louder just now screaming a new chant "KO's awesome!" ... they chant this for a few more moments until KO is ready to speak.

My next opponent here tonight goes by many things... a rebel, a voice of the people, an ass kicker a mind tricker & most of all... a pure legend... he's simply what he's chosen to be called... A bastard... Joey the freaking awesome legend from Da MOTHAfreaking Van City da Damn Bastard!

The fans scream now at the top of their lungs after hearing Joey's name while some laugh at the long nickname Kurt praised him with, Kurt would begin to chuckle before speaking on his highly respected competitor.

Now sadly, my highly expected pick other than myself in this match couldn't be here with us tonight so he's left me the task of whipping some bitch asses for him in his honor! Thanks JTB!

His flight here got cancelled due to some bomb threat & luckily he was unable to make it here in front you all but as I said he gave me the chance to rectify his wrong doing here tonight... though if for some said miracle he was here... I would damn sure make his night memorable & this crowd's by giving him the best match of his career... why the hell do you think i'm called "The Highlight Of The Night" Ba-bay!

The "Prodigy" now climbs a few more rungs of the ladder & is close to reaching the top as the fans continue to go completely crazy for what he might say next, they waited in anticipation as Kurt was near the final rung.

Next we have Michael Shane, a young man who rose up to the ranks of wrestling very quickly by just saying that he's the cousin of "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawn Michaels... Shane you moved far but now it's time you got the boots on, the tights, armbands & all the protective gear you can find because it's the big lights now kid,. the bright night is upon us & you have just met your structure designed to guide you or break you down so I wish you nothing but the best here tonight... oh & tell shawny boy that Kurt said "What's up?"


Kurt would now reach the second to last rung, balancing on it with his feet sitting on the edge as he speaks.

My next opponent goes by the name of Danny Daniels.... Daniels I picture you as the lone wolf, the path walker who sees his own virtues & realizes his own destiny at his hands... never the less of the mercy or the opponent at hand.... your a basic shoot first ask questions later kind of guy but the story you have tonight to uncover is "how will Danny Daniels himself fare in a Ladder match? with 6 other men just begging & bleeding at the chance to become a champion of choice?" Though it's simple... who can anwser this question more better than a ma who's sitting up on a 20 foot high ladder & literally dangling from it with ease.. kind of like a spider monkey... but the difference is... that's an animal while i'm all flesh & blood... just ready to inject my own sense of venom & it's called pain!

It's fun how I get to do all of this & the fans are just itching at the palm just begging me to jump... but you wouldn't want that because then you wouldn't see the full effects of Kurt Orton at his fucking best! Daniels... you can't make it.... it's impossible to even see the briefcase while your down there because when you are there... i'll be hovering above... just waiting to kick all of your asses one by fucking one!

Simple logic... don't show up tonight... do me that favor... please? Cause if you don't... you'll have hell to pay for your devilish sin!

Kurt chuckles wickedly at his own response before reaching the final rung & sitting offically on the top of the ladder with the piece of paper in hand from earlier given to him by AJ.

My final opponent here tonight in this scheduled contest is the following.... sneaky, shriveling, whiny, bitchy, shined-up & more importantly... the single biggest asshole I've know since walking into Thy WWE in the summer of 2010... he is a member of your stable of the summer for this year... BeNO!


The crowd boos as loud as they can for Beno after hearing his name come out of Orton's mouth... Orton would now balance himself on the ladder to crack his neck in anger, remembering what happened to him after he lost to Television Title to Brian Gunn in what was a grueling contest, Orton would now begin to speak as the crowd dies down.

It's funny how you have people... people you can respect, trust, honor & care for... you ask do they have your back & they say "yeah man... you know i do" then within the blink of an eye... they backstab you like the friendship didn't mean shit ... all that time they had was wasted on simple nonsense... but my dear boy... i'm all grown up... I've done something your friend Sam Barton can't & possibly won't do & that's win the big one.... Hell... I'll be surprised if POT even walks out alive with the title after what the rest of you might do to him!

But dear sir, you have little ol' me to worry abiout tonight & i'd be damned if you think that the buddies you affilate yourself with are gonna save you....see it's simple... if you guys talk about being the best....all you gotta do is prove it!

Nothing more & nothing less, it's simple math that even a dumb-ass like yourself can understand & if you wonder long enough... my protege Cass wanted his release to get better & come back stronger... while AJ is resting in the back before she marries the man who will rise above all hate & survive the most grueling match in his everlasting career!

Beno... realize who you are dealing with... this isn't the same KO from months ago who you were cowardly scared to jump in the ring after a match...throughout these weeks i've done nothing but prepare...prepare to get my hands to divide one member of the pack from it's group & take them out! Your the cancer that i'm gonna enjoy killing & I'm praying that the following beat your boys tonight... POT, Jacob Senn, & Stalker Knight because even as much as it pains me to say it... those men that are battling your friends are warriors,gladiators of the next generation for who I have the privelege & honor to stand beside as we fight the battle against you!!!!

Kurt cringes as he opens up the piece of paper he has infront of him, he looks at it & smirks while the fans continue to listen.

This poem wsas written by me when I was younger & living in a foster home during the time of when I had no parents.... This poem is entitled "I Am".

I Am

For someone to distroy my heart, the fire burns inside
Waiting to arrive & inflict on those who survive this ladder I climb
Opponents so small, ladder so big.... you all ask how will the underdog fight to win?

For the truth is simple, never give up on your dreams
That's been my motto since I found my kin, never to let him bring me down or take away the pain...
Within the heart of a lion, the growl is deeper than it's skin.

The end is near for those who oppose this enchantful reading, I am the man who begs for your blood in a bowl of death waiting for the pain to be it's delievering.

Kurt would smile as the fans cheered in unison for his poem, he chuckles a bit before saying his final thoughts.

Statistics show that every person who's won the Money in the Bank Ladder match has then gone to become the champion odf their choosing.... seeing as though we all have a soul purpose in this match to become the Heavyweight Champion... I'll be the man who fight harder, works faster, bleeds at his last freaking breath & at least is close to climbing the fastes because this is where I train, this is where I fight..This is where I do battle with the greatest of competitors whether seasoned veterans or first-week rookies... I WILL NOT QUIT! I WILL NOT ACCEPT FAILURE! I WILL BE Mr. Money in the BanK because... THIS IS ALL I GOT!!!!! NO ONE WILL STOP THE EVERBURNING PASSION I have for THE THY WWE & the Road to Glory will conmtinue on until I am once again the Heavyweight Champion!


THIS IS MY HOME!!!!!!!!!!!! I WILL GIVE THIS ALL I got not only for the boys & girls in the back, but for my dear sweetheart & loving wife AJ & you the Thy WWE Universe, Without you... Wrestlemania nor Thy WWE would not be complete with you!


Gentlemen, tonight you all need to buckle up & get ready for the wilfdest night ever seen in Thy WWE because I will become the Highlight of the Night & prove to all my haters & nay-sayers that I believe in myself but not only that... i will be then one step closer to getting revenge on my sworn enemy Bob Cena therefore correcting my stepbrother's theory & his own self wrong!

& If YA DON'T KNOW...... NOW YA KNOW! Because THAT'S

Kurt would climb down easily from the ladder as he would now finish off his phrase in the viper's coil position in his demon voice, focused on his targets & task at hand.

HOW I ROLL!

The titantron shows his original theme as the fans begin chanting "Thank you Kurt" as he rises from the canvas & puts the ladder back under the ring before walking up the ramp, he cl;aps along with the fans before heading backstage only to see AJ grett himn wit a good luck kiss as rhe scene ends.

EORP

[matty]

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Arriving home after losing his match against the knights, he entered his house dropping his bag at the dog and slamming it shut, he fucked up the match. He walked into the front room and fell back onto the sofa ignoring the flashing light of his answering machine. Flinging his head back he sighs knowing the knights had just whooped his arse and it would be a while before he had another match that is if he had a match at mainia. Thinking all of this he looks pissed off. He starts to talk to himself.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.

God, the fucking arse. Why the hell… urgh!

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Banging his head of the table behind the sofa repetedly hethen talks some more.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.

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Urgh! Urgh, urgh , urgh.[/left][/color]

Before he could say anything other than that the front door bursts open as a worried Jessie runs in letting the door close behind he, she jumps onto the sofa next to him. With a worried look on her face, she snuggles up to him looking at him through her panda eyes.

Jessie

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Oh Matty are you ok? He hurt you in the match didn’t he? Are you sure your not hurt? Are….[/left][/color]

Before she could say anything Mali sits upright and opens his eyes placing a finger to her lips.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.

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Jessie, calm down. I’m fine sure I’m a little worse for wear but I’m fine. Don’t worry.

Jessie
Are you sure?

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
Yes, now since you’re here how about we chill ok coz’ I’m a bit sore and I know that at least for the next week we don’t have to go anywhere. Look ok so the knights whooped us, it don’t matter hun, listen I will have other matches it isn’t all about that match ok?

Jessie
Okay… Just promise me your ok.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
Promise, now shall we sit an’ watch a film for a while.[/left][/color]

Mali then puts in a film and settles beside Jessie once agin before the cuddle up and begin watching the film chilling out……………..
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……. Days later Mali is seen in a ring somewhere is Texas, sat exhausted in the middle of the ring sweating. Breathing heavily with his eyes closed lying there trying to get his breath back. Everyone around him laughing and joking packing there things up, Mali simply stays lying down and listens while his breathing stabilizes, all the people around him leave and start talking amongst themselves. When finally the last person leaves Mali smiles knowing he is alone he slowly gets up. Once to his feet Mali looks about making sure there wasn’t anyone left who was being quiet before getting out of the ring. He walks over to where his bag is and picks up his phone which a green light is blinking at him by. Unlocking it he reads a message.

Wrestlemaina-MITB
Vs- Beno, KO ,JoMo, Aj, Danny D.
Be There!

Smiling he locks the phone and replaces it within his bag, grabbing a towel and wiping his head before heading off in the adjoining room and has a shower. Before getting dressed and sitting next to his bag, towel drying his hair, he is in a mind of his own talking and muttering to himself.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.

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Money In The Bank, chance for a title shot. One of the guys that beat me last match and four others one of which I despise hmm. Six men a ladder an’ a title shot. This is going to be very easy cept’ for them two. No! I need to focus, not focusing is going to have the same effects as my last match. WrestleMainia, Money in the Bank, biggest stage of the all. Damn I have a lot to contend with. Now to stop the lone knight from winning this match.[/left][/color]

Mali then finishes drying his hair placing the towel into his gym bag. He then looks around the ring as a smile creeps on his face. Before uttering another word he grabs his phone once again and dials a number. The smile growing on his freshly cleaned face.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.

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Herro’ yes, yes, I … , yes, o…, SHUT IT! Okay good right yes get your arse here I have an idea man.[/color][/left]

With that he hangs up and places the phone back in his bag and brings out the towel once more obviously planning something requiring him to have yet another shower. He grabs the track pants he was just wearing and changes into them again, just as he does a face walks through the doors and straight up to him. The other man looks towards Mali and laughs making his presence known. Mali turns around and is faced by someone who looks the spit of him.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.

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Good you’re here, right yes, I no we are going to practise and you are going to keep me as grounded as you can. DO NOT LET ME GO UP THE LADDER. Ok?[/color]

Other Man
No let ya up the ladder mhm. Grounded mhm anything else?[/left]

Mali simply shakes his head before going about setting the ladders from below the ring up as they would be on said date. Finally after doing so grabbed the other man and entered the ring. They start to trade blows before hooking up into a grapple before Mali breaks it, hooking up once more the other man takes control and starts to knee Mali in the ribs before ddting him and getting up, but Mali is quick to his feet. They continue to fight for what seems to be an eternity but in reality is a mere 30 minutes or so. Finally Mali is down laying on the matt in the corner, the other man however has managed to roll from the ring grabbing a ladder and placing it in the middle adjusting the whereabouts perfecting it. Not taking any notice of Mali who seems to have caught his breath and ends up SCMing and climbing the ladder. Sitting at the top for a few minutes he then has a satisfied look on his face. Climbing down eventually and helping the other person up. Looking at him they hug before getting out of the ring both breathing quickly and sit on the bench where Mali’s bag is.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.

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Lis....ten......man, that....was...um...cool, th....an....ks....for....that. I.....think....I’m...rea...dy....for....that....ma...t...ch....now.[/left][/color]

Breathing deeply now the boys both take sips from water bottles to the side of them, as you can see the sweat falling from their brows.

Other Man

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Yeah? So…who..err….is…what..match….who…are….you….ag..gainst?[/color]

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
I’m… against like … five….guys…Money…bank….wrestle…main..ia…[/left]

The sit in silence catching their breaths. They then both take a sip of their waters before talking some more.

Other Man
So Mali, Money in the bank huh? Well good luck man, you know we always root for ya. Ya deserve this shit man ya know. Forget the gold for a sec, right remember this right, this is a match, with a ladder right, come on Mali your at your best we you can fly man, plus forget who your opponents Mali coz’ man right they ain’t got shit on you, you gonna tear it up man.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
Ya know, ya say man an’ right a lot don’t cha'.[/left][/color]

The other man just punches Mali’s arm and laughs.

Other Man

[/b]
Dayum boy, ya lost, ya dayum accent. So fuck ya with ya way ya talk, it me wanna say that shit I ain’t stopping got me?[/color][/left]

Mali laughs at this thing he has missed this place oh so much…………..
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………Madison Square Garden, early before the show, everyone rushing around sorting last few bits out. When out of nowhere Mali is seen moving about the halls wearing jeans and a black top and cowboy hat complete with cowboy boots, having been home for the last few weeks since the last show he has become what he grew out of. Smiling away he turns corner after corner before entering his own locker room, knowing he has ages before the show he can’t be arsed to get ready, leaving things to the last minute is his speciality and he loves it. Upon entering the room he finds Burris already in there sat in his normal position in the arm chair with a camera crew behind him. Burris looks towards Mali and Mali just nods before grabbing a beer, slouching onto the sofa opposite Burris and placing his feet resting them onto the coffee table. Mali then begins to sip on the beer.

Burris Troy

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Welcome Thy WWE, to an exclusive interview with Mali, only available via the thywwe.com, my guest Mali is due to enter the Money In The Bank later tonight. [/left][/color]

Burris says all this looking into the camera before turning to Mali.

Burris Troy

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Mali, what does being in WrestleMainia mean to you? Being it your first here in the company.

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
Burris, Burris, tonight means everything, tonight is the biggest pay per view of the year and I am part of it. So of cause it means a lot. Management obviously recognize talent when they see it. I mean why else would they chose me to be a part of this now?

Burris Troy
Well you do have talent Mali that is known. Next question for you is, Your against five opponents, how do feel about not only getting in the ring with more than one opponent but also facing one of the Knights who is also one of the guys who beat you in your last match?[/color]

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
Beno yeah he beat me and Shawn last match but hey so what he was better that night, it does not mean that tonight will be the same outcome. You see much like the others are going to find out. You may be able to beat me in a match, pin me hell even make it so I can’t stand but tonight is different. Why you may ask why is tonight different? Not because it’s the biggest pay per view of the year no. It’s because tonight is not a singles match tonight I am not restricted to just the turnbuckles oh no, tonight is better for me as tonight involves Ladders, fuck everything else ladders are my speciality. No not for use as weapons of no my fists are good enough. No ladders are my platform, ladders allow me to jump to high extremes and nobody not nobody in this match can take such risks. I don’t care if after tonight I can’t get up. I will jump off those ladders like nobody’s business, I just feel sorry for whom ever is below me at the time. You see nobody is going to keep up with me and nobody will be able to out-fly me. Especially the Knight Beno. If he thinks that he is walking away from this match he has another thing coming, I don’t plan on straight away climbing the ladder. Tonight these boys are going to be a bloodied mess of the floor and it will be my pleasure that Beno especially will be squirming in pain, my last match with him I am not going to lie, I was sore but tonight the show is going to be on the other foot. And as for you first bit, getting in the ring with five opponents okay is not a good match having to go through five to get a title opportunity but hell I could be against everyone here and I would still walk out the winner, why? Not because I am cocky even though that is a given. No because I am the best high flyer aerialist this company has. Beno does not stand a chance, okay so he was the better team last time but he not only has to deal with me, he is the only knight in the match does he really think he is walking from the match?[/left][/color]

Mali then smiles and nods moving his hair out of his face as Burris looks surprised at the long comment from Mali knowing he hardly speaks to anyone. He shakes his head before asking another question.

Burris Troy

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Well Mali, we are talkative today aren’t we? You are known to be a very good high flyer that is a fact. Now you have given Thy universe your thoughts on Beno. But now onto the others, Danny Daniels is another opponent, what are your thoughts on going against him?

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
To be honest Burris I know hardly anything about him, but I can tell you this I don’t care what he can or can’t do he just better hope that he doesn’t come into my crazy contact tonight. The kid will feel it for weeks, and he and some of the others need to listen coz’ they are not walking from this match with any opportunity around here because I work my arse off and I’m not having some freaks take that from me, so Danny I really couldn’t care less who you are or what you can do, my message to you is stay out of the way because tonight Imma’ high flying which means it’s my playground not yours.

Burris Troy
Ok, not much but a bit said on him how about AJ? You know him from the past I gather but tonight your thoughts?

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
Yeah I know him from the past and I know he is good and shit but he is best when in a tag team and tonight he is on his own, not that he isn’t good coz’ thatta’ be a lie by anyone’s standards. No he is good but am I worried about him, not really you see in my mind you he isn’t a threat tonight, if we were in a normal singles match then maybe that would be a different story but am I at all worried the ex-X division star is here no. No I am definitely not worried about him in any way.

Burris Troy
I see, so Beno you think won’t last. Danny you think is not going to win. And AJ you’re not worried about. What about KO? Does he worry you a bit or not?

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
KO? The dude that put together that stupid group is marrying that crazy chick and keeps getting his arse whooped? No, no I am definitely one hundred per cent not worried about him. The dude okay sometimes he may be good but no he won’t last in this match he from what I have seen is more a brawlers which is fine in a normal match however as I have stated this ain’t no ordinary match now.

Burris Troy
Okay so, so far you’re not really worried about them in singles just the fact it will be harder as there is five, but what about JoMo, now anyone who has watched over the last few months knows that because of everything that has happened with your cousin and stuff you don’t like JoMo much?

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
See now you’re getting somewhere JoMo I am not worried about trust me I have seen him wrestle he is not great an’ I thought that before I didn’t like him, but as far as tonight is going to go, he isn’t going to win because let’s face it. This is not a baby oil contest it’s a Money in the Bank and it will be hilarious when we climbs the ladder in the ring tonight and falls due to too much baby oil. On a serious note however, JoMo is a pathetic choice for this match why on earth does management think he is deserving of anything? Are we on the same planet?

Burris Troy
Well okay I am going to stop you there before you ramble on. So now everyone has your thoughts on the match ahead is there any last words you want to add?

.:.>>Mali<<.:.
Hmm, yes. Tonight the others can bring their a game all they want the truth of the matter is they cannot and will not keep up with the high flying and it is a shame really because tonight there will be no competition. They are going to be lucky if they can walk away from the ring tonight because I don’t care if your someone like Danny or Beno you are not going to beat me in my speciality match nor are you going to have the strength to even climb that ladder at the end of this.

Burris Troy
Well fighting words Mali, Thank you for your time. It has surprisingly been a pleasure.[/color][/left]

The both then look towards the camera. Mali pushing his hair from his eyes in the process.

Burris Troy

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Don’t forget to turn into WrestleMainia later tonight, thank you for listening.[/color][/left]

With that the camera crew man nods before leaving and Burris shakes hands with Mali, before too leaving. Mali smiles and reaches over to where his bag is grabbing his phone and entering into the world of texting as the main building surveillance camera zooms out.[/font][/center][/b][/color][/size]

[Dan Daniels/ Angel Rain]

-7 months ago-

The since opens up to a hospital room were we see a man wrap up in bandages all over his body only his hazel eyes and his lips are seen.

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I was involved in a terrible accident that nearly ended me. It almost took everything away from me the doc said i was lucky to be alive. I laugh at him when he said that cause my mind was finally open as i laid their for months and months healing my weak broken body. I saw the world for what it really was a dark and twisted place for no one came to see me no one came to check on me and all i watch was the news with the world going to hell. I realized that if i were to ever survive and raise again i must become darker then world it self my brothers and that's what i did. As i Laid here watching the world i let my mind finally open and the day i was cleared to leave my true training had begun.

-Present day-

We are in old warehouse out by the docks the place is rusted and seems to be falling a part why would anyone be hear. But in the darkness of the warehouse we hear and see a man training with a black cane in his hand getting ready for a fight it seems. We get closer to the man it seems to be Danny Daniels.

Danny Daniels
That's right my brother i was the man in the hospital bed. I was the one that almost move on to the after life but I didn't my brothers oh no. It seems i still have a reason for being on this earth and it seems to be for me to bring a whole new level of hell to the world.Cause my brothers we all only live in peace when the world burns and all those whose cause the pain will burn with it. But for that i must become the leader of the fallen or the insane like me. My brothers i must claim the belt of kings to do so. That is why i have return to wrestling my brothers so I could do it all for you.

He sets the cane down and grabs him a glass of water and drinks ups.

Danny Daniels
Tonight I will return and claim the money in the bank and become not only your champion my brother but your king as well. The others who i face will fall before me as I sing a song of joy and happiness. Now my brothers i must be off for their is much work to be done but little time to do it.

He throws his glass to the wall and watches it as it shatters into a million pieces. He picks up his cane and starts to sing his song of joy as he walks into the darkness.

[Deleted]

I came here to win matches, and Championships. It all starts tonight. Tonight I take on Danny Daniels, K. Orton, Michael Shane, John Morrison, and last but not least Beno I think I will address Danny Daniels first.

A.J. Styles arrives home in Atlanta after a long flight. He pays his cab driver and takes a long look at his downtown condo. A sign of happiness and relief washes over his face. He takes his luggage inside and immediately drops them by his front door.

It's good to be home.

A.J. takes a quick look around at the fond memories return from a couple of years ago. He realizes that he took his possessions for granted, and realizes how tough life on the road actually is. A.J. remembers the nights he spent on the town with his friends, and the lonely nights when he would eat TV Dinners and watch some lame sitcoms. A.J. then glances down at his suitcase and pulls out his JVC Camcorder. He wipes the dust particles off with a smile on his face.

Lets have a little fun.

A.J. grabs the stand for the Camcorder and heads out the door. He walks about a block or so to the nearest skyscraper. He enters the elevator and ascends towards the roof. The view from the roof is spectacular as The Georgia State Capitol is displayed nicely in the background.



A.J. positions the stand in the right place, and then sets up his camcorder. He turns it on, and begins.

Atlanta the site of my birth. A city built around loyal fans....fans who have passion, and aren't afraid to let their voices be heard. Fans who are always on their feet from the start of the show allllllll the way to the finish. And for those unlucky individuals who will cross my path, well, you better make sure you don't choke, because the fans will eat you alive.

A.J. observes his surroundings, then looks back at the camera. A.J. tilts his head down with a smirk, and then back into the camera.

To me, Wrestlemania 3 means a New Beginning.....It'll be the next chapter in my career when I establish myself as a top tier competitor. And It'll be at this P.P.V. where I earn myself the Money in the Bank. But to earn that accolade, I must turn my attention to the stooges that stand in my way. And no-one is a bigger stooge than K. Orton! I mean seriously .................do you honestly think that you are the definition of Money in the Bank K.Orton. So before you start ripping into Danny Daneisl, or anyone for that matter, maybe you should take a look at yourself. What have you become? You're nobody, hear me a NOBODY. You won the WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP, AND LOST IT IN YOUR FIRST CHAMPIONSHIP DEFENCE WHAT KIND OF A CHAMPION ARE YOU? Make no mistake, you may be a somebody in other feds........but not HERE!!! And Here, is where it matters! And Wrestlemania 3 is where your troubles will begin!

A.J. pauses, and then quickly changes the subject to Danny Daniels.

Danny Daniels, just becuase I defended you a moment ago, does not mean that I am your friend. Nor does it mean that I want to be your friend. At Wrestlemania 3, we will be two combatants who are fighting for the same prize, the Money in the Bank. The only difference is that I deserve it more than you. So, you can see why I want this badly. Now....I've been hearing stories backstage about you, Danny Daniels. About how much stress you've been under recently. Well, you may be stressed, but you'll have to bring more than just your stress and anger, because I'll be pulling out all the stops, and will take my rightful place as the Money in the Bank Champion!!!

A.J. puts his hands in his pockets to warm up from the cold Canadian weather.

John Morrison. Here's a man I like. He comes with that Devil may care do what you please, Risk Taking, Daredevil style that I love to watch. But you know what they say "Those who take risks, tend to crash and burn." And at New Horizon, I will make sure of it that you burn Mr. Morrison as much as I may like you, burn you will.

A.J. begins to sort through the different trappings and tassles of his gear, trying to decide on which to use tonight.

Michael Shane you seem to have a problem with everyone you cross paths with even your own Uncle Shawn Michaels. You want to come in here and act like you are some big shit bastard who can do anything he wants? How about you give credit to the man who gave you the ability to even be here? When I see guys like you who try to ignore their history . . . try to ignore who they are . . . I think of the bannana peel I almost slipped on in high school.

A.J. turns on the radio and the tail end of Billy Tallent's Rusted By The Rain comes through the spearker. A.J. begins to smile broadly.

Beno . . . Beno . . . Beno, last time I saw you you looked like a fifteenth century monk reject . . . if you're coming into this event thinking that you're going to win the Money in the Bank just because you are a member of the damned Knights? No that is not going to happen . . . even if you win I swear it will not be because of who you know or who you're friends with. Even if you make me bleed, and feel like I am going to die . . . I swear that you will not win this match unless I am not conscious. If you feel you have the cahones to take me down then do your best because your best is still not going to be enough . . . you will fall JUST LIKE EVERY LAST ONE OF YOUR BITCH FRIENDS!!!!!

So at Wrestlemania 3, I invite the five of you to my playground. We will collectively put on a 5 Star Classic and steal the show, but only one of us will walk out a winner. On March 28th, make sure you show up to that arena ready for a fight, because it won't be me who gets under your skin.....no, no, no..........It'll be the 80,000 fans who have paid for the right to get under your skin.

A.J. smirks at the camera.

I look forward to the challenge gentlemen, see you at Wrestlemania 3.

The camera pans out and fades to black.