Post by Dominic Reynolds on Apr 3, 2013 0:22:40 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents:
RAW 101
Live from Amway Center, Orlando, Florida
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Dark Match: Undefined vs Travis Bishop
Winner: Travis Bishop
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Match 1: Dan Hellman vs. Tetley vs. Jordan Turner
The lights cut out in the arena as Yelawolf's Lets roll starts to blare over the P.A. As Jordan Turner walks out onto the stage. He walks down the ramp, and jumps into the ring.
"Put Your Balls On It" blares over the loud speakers. Tetley comes out from the back and makes his way down the ramp and stops at the ring. He heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring he makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits for his opponent.
The music of Dan Hellman blares over the loud speakers. Dan Hellman comes out from the back and makes his way down the ramp and stops at the ring. He heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring he makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and glares at the opposition.
As the official signals for the bell to sound, the three men exchange looks. Tetley makes the first move as he gets in between Hellman and Turner, grabbing his crotch. The crowd roars with laughter. However, his opponents don't seem too amused. hellman and Turner look at one another for a moment before the two of them level Tetley with a left and right hook. Tetley holds his jaw as he hits the ground. Hellman grabs Tetley by the neck and pulls him up to a vertical base. He sends Tetley soaring over the top rope as he hits the outside padding face first. Turner quickly takes advantage of Hellman having his back turned by delivering a quick axe handle to his shoulderblades. Turner sends a few knees to the ribs of Hellman before attempting a Northern Lights suplex. Hellman drives his elbow into Turners skull at the last moment to prevent it and charges at him, delivering a flying closeline.
Slowly, but surely, Tetley begins to stir on the outside. He shakes the cobwebs from his brain and slides back into the ring. Furiously, he rushes the vertical Hellman and drops him with a flying dropkick. Tetley drops down and begins to lay into Hellman with shots like a man possessed. Tetley turns his attention towards Turner, only to recieve a spinning back kick to the midsection, followed by an irish whip into the turnbuckle. Turner pulls Hellman up and irish whips him into Tetley, stacking them up. Turner points to the sky before running to the ropes and rebounding off of them to give himself some momentum. Turned performs a cartwheel and then a backflip before turning in midair to deliver a thunderous roundhouse kick to both Hellman and Tetley. Turner pulls Tetley away from the ropes and rolls him over into the cover.
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Tetley manages to kick out as the officials hand is coming down. Turner then proceeds to cover Dan Hellman.
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Hellman throws his right shoulder up. Visibly upset, Turner slaps the mat and starts jarring at the official. Turner attempts to pull Hellman up, but recieves a couple of strikes to the midsection. Hellman staggers Turner with a right elbow shot and hooks him in a front necklock before driving him down with a snap DDT. Tetley leaps and performs a drop kick to the face of Hellman. Tetley pulls Hellman up, but gets rakes in the eyes. Hellman irish whips Tetley into the corner and begins delivering blow after blow with his right hand. He lifts Tetley onto the top turnbuckle and places his legs on the outside. Hellman climbs the middle turnbuckle and headbutts Tetley. He hooks his neck and slings his arm around his own neck. Cautiously, Hellman manages to ascend the top turnbuckle looking for a top rope Hellman suplex. Suddenly, Turner comes from beneath Hellman and positions himself. With all of hius might, he powerbombs Hellman while Hellman performs the superplex, completing the tower of doom!
All three men lay motionless on the mat, Tetley gets up first and tosses Turner out of the ring. He then lifts up Hellman and drills him into the mat with a brainbuster, hooking the leg we see the referee count the fall.
Winner: Tetley
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN--
Match 2: Mark Greenberg vs. "The Future" Blade LaVigne
Phil: Coming up next, we have Thy WWE newcomer, Blade LaVinge taking on a veteran in Mark Greenberg...
Don: Yawn.
Phil: What do you mean, yawn? This should be a fantastic match up.
Don: Please... A life long loser going up against a guy with delusions of grandeur...
Phil: By delusions of grandeur I assume you're referring to Blade LaVinge?
Don: You're damn I am, Latio! This guy thinks that he's some sort of cure for Thy WWE... Thy WWE isn't sick at all! In fact, we're riding higher then we've ever been before!
Phil: I admit that the ratings are up, but at what cost? The Knight's are running rampant and I hope that Blade really is the cure that will rid this company of the Knights once and for all...
Don: Blade LaVinge isn't even on the Knights' radar, he's that insignificant, Latio... And if they do decide to take notice, the Knight's will snuff out that fire in an instant... The only cure that Blade LaVinge could be is the cure for putting a stop to exciting, compelling television, and that's a cure Thy WWE doesn't need!
{"Bleed For Me" by Saliva hits and the crowd gives a rather mixed reaction. Blade steps out from the back wearing his shirt with LaVinge on the back and his cocky smirk...}
Phil: Blade is looking to keep his hot streak going tonight against the big man, Mark Greenberg...
Don: Look at that smirk, Latio... I just wanna go up and slap it right off his face!
Phil: I'd like to see that! You'd be running for the hills!
Don: You better be careful, Latio, or I might decide to slap the smile off of your face, too!
{Blade makes his way down to the ring and slides in under the ropes. He goes up to the top rope and taunts as the crowd start to get in to it.}
Phil: he sure as an uphill battle tonight... Mark Greenberg is a giant of a man!
Don: A giant loser of a man, yes...
Phil: Now, come on, Don. Mark Greenberg is one of the best Thy WWE superstars we've had... He's never given up, and he's stuck by this company through thick and thin when other guys would just get up and leave. I have the utmost respect for Mark Greenberg, and I believe these fans do, too...
{"Slow Catacombs" starts to eerily play throughout the arena and the crowd gives Mark a nice reaction. He stands at the top of the ramp while the lights dim...]
Phil: here comes the Prince of Darkness looking as imposing as ever! I would never want to be across the ring from that man, I tell you what!
Don: It's just too bad that Biggest Loser of Thy WWE isn't on the line tonight... Maybe Kurt Orton will give Mark greenberg a shot at it next week!
{Mark unleashes a bellow heard throughout the arena before making his way the ramp and up the stairs. He enters the ring by stepping over the top rope then roars at the crowd while taunting. The lights go back to normal and the music starts as the crowd anticipates a good battle. The ref checks both men then he calls for the bell...}
DING DING DING
Phil: Here we go!
{Blade looks to be a little nervous about getting too close to Mark. Mark lunges with both arms at Blade but Blade dodges. Mark laughs maniacally as he tries to catch Blade again, but Blade dodges. The crowd start to boo Blade and Blade takes notice. Blade takes this as a challenge and he dares Mark to lock up. Both men lock up and struggle for a few seconds before Mark shoves Blade down and across the ring. the crowd cheers as Mark bellows at Blade. Blade looks embarrassed a little bit but he gets right back up and they lock up again. They struggle, and again, Mark shoves Blade down and across the ring...}
Phil: You never really see how strong Mark Greenberg is until you see him live in person, folks... This man is a behemoth! A juggernaut!
Don: You're right about that, Latio... He's big, but, boy, is he stupid... Blade LaVinge doesn't wanna get in to a strength battle here... he's gonna have to use what little brains he has to come out on top!
Phil: Wow, even when you're being nice, you're still a douchebag, Don... Amazing!
{Blade gets up as stares at Mark who bellows again. Blade then starts to mock him by stomping around the ring, pretending to be a giant. Mark gets an angry look in his eyes and lunges at Blade once more. Blade ducks under then starts to kick Mark in the back of the leg. Mark stumbles a bit and Blade keeps up the kicks. Blade then runs and bounces off the ropes. He goes to attack but Mark catches him with a hard Samoan drop to the delight of the crowd. Blade grasps his back in pain as Mark growls and moves in. He grabs Blade by the throat and heaves him up to his feet. He shoves Blade hard in to the corner then hits him in the face with a head butt. Then he starts to connect with some good looking hooks to the body. Mark then pushes up against Blade and whips him in to the other corner. Mark gets a head of steam and charges at Blade. Blade doesn't move and Mark slams in to him with a big body avalanche type move and Blade crumples to the mat. Blade leans up on the bottom rope and Mark starts to drive his knee in to Blade's head. Then Mark starts to choke Blade with his huge boot...}
Phil: Things aren't looking so good for Blade LaVinge here in the early going...
Don: Yeah, but we all knew that his story would have an unhappy ending sooner or later... Maybe that story ends here tonight.
{The ref demands that Mark let up, and starts to count. he egts to four and Mark lets Blade out. Blade grabs his throat, gasping for air then tries to get up. Mark clubs him back down with a hard forearm across the back. Blade drapes himself on the middle rope and Mark steps on his back and pulls up on the top rope and roars as Blade frantically tries to break free. The ref again gets on Mark's case and Mark breaks the illegal rope choke at four then he lunges at the ref who gets away just in time. Mark goes back to Blade and pulls him by the hair. Mark whips Blade in to the ropes and when Blade comes back, Mark flips him with a Japanese arm drag. Mark doesn't go for the cover yet as he pulls Blade back up and whips him in to the corner. Then Mark starts to get a head of steam again and charges Blade again. Blade reacts just in time, getting his boots up and in to the face of Mark Greenberg. Mark stumbles back then charges again. Blade gets his feet up again and Mark stumbles back. Blade rushes forward with a clothesline that barely moves Mark. Blade looks around in awe as Mark dares him to try it again. Blade complies and goes for another clothesline. This time it makes Mark stumble. Blade goes for a third and Mark blocks it, shoving Blade back in to the corner. Mark charges but Blade leaps over the top rope. Mark's face hits the turnbuckle and he stumbles back, blinded for the time being. Blade goes up to the top as the crowd start to roar. Mark turns around and Blade takes flight, hitting Mark with a missile drop kick that takes the big man down...}
Phil: That did it! Blade needs to use his speed here!
Don: He better pray to the heavens that Mark doesn't catch him!
{Blade goes for a quick cover...
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Mark kicks out and sends Blade flying over the ref. Mark back up and Blade goes for a clothesline and just bounces off Mark who laughs in his face. Blade looks mad as he spins around and connects with a powerful discus clothesline that takes Mark down. Blade with another cover...
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Blade back up quickly and gets behind Mark, grabs hold of his head and drops him with a reverse DDT. Then Blade keeps his head locked and holds Mark in a dragon sleeper...}
Phil: What a combination from Blade! This man exudes blood, sweat, and determination for this business!
Don: Mark might be too big of man to keep in a hold like that...
{On cue, Mark lifts his knee up and knees Blade in the forehead. Blade falls back and Mark gets out of the hold. He gets up and bounces off the ropes. As Blade gets to his feet, mark connects with a huge big boot to the face. Blade lies motionless on the canvas as the crowd OHHH's...}
Phil: What a boot! He could have taken LaVinge's head clean off!
Don: Come on, Greenberg, you idiot! Shut this guy up for good!
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Mark stomps Blade in the chest then pulls him back up. he lifts him up and hits an inverted back breaker then covers again...
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Mark sits up and starts to pull out his own hair in frustration. then he looks at the turnbuckle and smiles. Mark starts to climb to the top rope...}
Phil: Oh no! He's not going up top is he?
Don: Yes! yes he is! Finish him off, Mark!
{Mark Greenberg stands on the top turnbuckle as the crowd is on their feet. He leaps off, going for a diving headbutt, but Blade moves! Mark hits the mat hard and Blade is up. Mark gets up, distracted by the pain and Blade somehow manages to lift Mark up on his shoulders. The crowd gasps as Blade starts to spin around with Mark on his shoulders, then he lets Mark go, hitting a diamond cutter. Blade goes for a cover as the crowd counts along...
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Blade looks up to the sky in frustration but Mark is getting back to his feet. Blade moves in but Mark explodes out of nowhere with a spear. the crowd OHHH's again as both men are down for a brief time, before Mark gets back up. Knowing that too much time has passed to attempt a cover, Mark instead decides to attempt his variation on the sharpshooter. He folds Blade's legs and Blade twists and turns, grabbing Mark's arm in the process, and locking in a high fujiwara arm bar! Mark screams out in pain as he reaches for the ropes. But they're smack dab in the middle of the ring. Mark desperately tries to reach, but Blade has the arm bar cinched in tight. Mark screams out and Blade leans back as far as he possibly can and Mark Greenberg has no choice but to tap out to the hold. the ref calls for the bell...}
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Steve Cruise: Here is your winner by submission... "The Future" Blaaaaade LaViiinnnggge!
{Blade lets go of the hold and jumps to his feet. He goes to corner and plays to the crowd, celebrating his huge victory with intensity...}
Phil: He did it! Blade LaVinge has done it! he made the big man tap!
Don: Well, I guess we all saw that one coming, didn't we? I'm disappointed in you, Mark Greenberg... getting my hopes up... I can't believe I was actually cheering him on!
Phil: there's no shame in that, Don... Both men are supreme athletes and this match could have gone either way... But after all is said and done... the future is looking quite bright... for The Future!
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 3: Demmie Mae vs. Troy Motor
Phil Latio: Up next we have a intergender singles match!
Don Chuckles: Troy Motor will have to defeat Demmie Mae.
Phil Latio: Sounds like a easy task.
Don Chuckles: It isn't though. This should be fun to watch!
"Playing the Saint" by Digital Summer echoes throughout the arena, and boos are rained down upon the superstar.
Steve Cruise: This match is for one fall....First coming down to the ring...From Tampa, Florida...weighting in at 241 lbs.....Troy Motor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Troy walks from the back, his face stretched with a cocky smile. He walks down the ramp, occasionally interacting with the fans. He gets to the ring, and stands at the apron for a second to look around the arena. He slides in, stands up, and hits the turnbuckle, doing a pose and flipping off some fans. He gets back down, and awaits his opponent.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent...weighing in at 111lbs...from Ingushetia, Russia....DEMMIE MAE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Beautiful People-Marilyn Manson begins to play from the PA system as Demmie Mae comes jogging out onto the ramp, She makes her way down the ramp and stops at the ring. She heaves herself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring she makes her way towards her respective turnbuckle.
Her theme song fades and the match begins.
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The match starts and Demmie slaps Troy across the face. Troy throws Demmie into the corner and chokes her in anger. Demmie kicks Troy in the gut twice and it sends Troy off of her.
Demmie comes forward with a clothesline but it only makes the much stronger Troy Motor stumble. Demmie bounces off the ring ropes and goes for a spear, but Troy moves out of the way and Demmie is pulled down by her hair. Troy laughs as the ref tells him not to pull her hair. Troy puts on boot on Demmie and the ref drops down to count.
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Phil Latio: Troy proving that he is deserving of a Knight spot!
Don Chuckles: This is disrespect Phil!
Phil Latio: Demmie can handle it, she knows what she signed up for in the start!
Troy gets Demmie up, but Demmie delivers a hard edge kick to Troy’ shin. Then another, and another. Troy screams in pain on the third on. Troy throws a right hand at Demmie but Demmie ducks under it. Demmie hits Troy with a neck breaker and hooks the leg for the pin.
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Troy throws Demmie off of him like a rag doll.
Demmie gets up and Troy now on one knee. Demmie runs at Troy but Troy kicks her in the mid-section and connects with a suplex.
Demmie screams in pain, reaching for her lower back.
Troy rolls up and cocks a smirk.
Phil Latio: This isn't right.
Don Chuckles: Demmie is a Knight, she can suck it up and handle this.
Troy picks Demmie up by the hair and kicks her in the mid-section. Troy brings her up and looks to connect with a Power bomb.
Holding her up as suddenly The Knights run down the ramp. Troy slams Demmie down with the powerbomb as now Beno, JTB and Bret Hart are inside the ring, Troy still doesn't see them.
Troy stands up and taunts the hurt diva.
Phil Latio: Turn around Troy!
Troy turns around and stops, staring at the Knights. Then he smiles and they smile back. Troy reaches out to shake Beno's hand, and Beno lays Troy out with a huge clothesline.
Phil Latio: Damn it! What is the meaning of this?
Don Chuckles: Maybe they changed their minds...
The ref calls for the bell...
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Steve Cruise: The winner of this as a result of a disqualification... Troy Motor!
JTB, Bret Hart, and Beno all start to lay the boots to Troy Motor. Demmi regains herself then joins in the attack, violently slapping Troy in the face.
Phil Latio: This is insane! Why are they doing this? Joey the Bastard and Troy Motor shook hands last week, and they do this? Do they have no honor what so ever?
Don Chuckles: How dare you ask a question like that, Latio... Don't ever question the motives of the Knights! They are the best! They don't have to answer to anybody... Not even Christian Knight!
Phil Latio: Yeah, well we'll see about that later tonight, Don...
The Knights continue the assault as the crowd boos. Troy starts to fight back though, and the crowd starts to cheer loudly. They start to chant for Troy Motor as he socks Bret in the face, then hits JTB with a boot to the face. But it's all put to a stop as Beno flies in and connects with Troy's jaw with a wicked big boot that knocks Troy out cold.
Phil: What a shot! Troy is out!
JTB and Bret are back up and roll Troy out of the ring. They quickly grabs an arm and Beno and Demmi grab a leg each and start to carry Troy to the back.
Phil: Wait, they're not done! Where the hell are the Knights taking Troy Motor?
Don: They're in the back now... Can we get a camera back there already? I don't wanna miss anything!
Phil: You disgust me!
The shot switches to back stage. The shot is shaking as the cameraman is running down the hall. He catches up the Knights as they continue to carry Troy Motor. They go out a door and a car is parked and the car is running. The trunk is open and they throw Troy in the trunk and JTB slams it shut as he starts to laugh like a maniac. Demmi gets in the driver seat as Bret slaps the back of the car. Demmi then burns out and speeds off. Bret, JTB , and Beno all laugh as they pat each other on the back and head back to their locker room to get ready for their respective matches.
Phil Latio: What the hell was that? Where are they taking him? Somebody call the cops!
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Monday Night Raw comes back from a commercial break and we see a close up of the 'Professor of Thuganomics' Bob Cena standing with his arms folded in the Operation Fuck Up locker room. He is wearing a red zipped up hoodie with the hood up.
Bob Cena:
Who's it gonna be this week?
The camera zooms out to reveal the rest of Operation Fuck Up; Kurt, AJ, and the muscle of the group Crack, all looking worried about what Cena has to say.
Bob Cena:
Who is going to let us down this week? Is it going to be you Kurt?
PoT gets up in Kurt's face and starts lecturing him.
Bob Cena:
I put my reputation on the line when I took you under my wing and it seems that all its brought me is disappointment. So you think you're tough because you put your hands on a crew member last week? Well I got news for you Kurt, you can assault the backstage crew all you want but if you dont begin to impress me in the ring then you're out on your ass!
Cena changes his focus to Kurt's wife AJ Orton and gets up in her face.
Bob Cena:
No wait, its you isnt it? You're going to let me down this week aren't you AJ? You think you're a big girl because you can beat up little bimbos on the indy circuit? But AJ this is the big leagues and you better be swinging for the fence. You want the Divas Championship at Oppression? Well I'm going to break it to you sweetheart, if you lose that much and make a mockery out of me then you better go into hiding. And I mean the hiding that Osama Bin Laden would be proud of. Thats the thing with you Ortons', complete incompetence!
Crack:
Yeah!
Cena looks at Crack and then squares up to him.
Bob Cena:
Speaking of incompetence, yours dates all the way back to Justice4Some! I didnt see you lift a finger when that bastard Bret handed Beno the World Championship. And what about last week? When Bret hit me with a chair? That was the reason that I couldn't stop Joey The Bastard from stealing a pinfall.
Crack:
Well, the Hart's attacked me a few weeks ago too.
Bob Cena:
I'm sorry? Do you wanna tissue Crack? Have any of you Ortons' got any tissues with you because the crybaby needs one! There is one person here that if he left the group he could become a success and its me. Without me none of you can make it! You couldn't stop Bret Hart from screwing the Resistance at Justice4Some and you couldn't stop Bret Hart from interfering in my match with Joey The Bastard.
Cena takes his hood down to show the bruise from the chairshot on his forehead.
Bob Cena:
You're nothing! Without me, you are nothing!
Cena looks at all 3 of them in disgust before walking towards the door.
Bob Cena:
You better not screw up tonight Kurt, now lets go.
Cena slams the door opens and leaves the room, with the other 3 following him as the show goes back to ringside.
Don Chuckles:
Wow.
Phil Latio:
I would not like to get on the wrong side of PoT thats for sure.
Don Chuckles:
I feel the same way Phil.
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 4: CM Punk/Gravespawn vs. "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton/"The Professor" Bob Cena
'Unorthodox' by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena as the fans erupt with boos for PoT. Bob Cena and his good friend and co-founder of Operation Fuck Up walk out from behind the curtain. Cena is wearing a red Operation Fuck Up shirt with 'Cena' on the back and a pair of camo shorts. Crack is wearing a grey zipped up hoodie with his hood up and a pair of navy blue Nike bottoms.
The duo walk down the ramp as the fans throw things at them. Cena stops mid ramp and looks around at the fans in attendance, dropping to his knees. He looks to the ground and smiles before looking up and shouting out "BEST IN THE WORLD!" He gets to his feet and runs and slides under the bottom rope. Cena takes off his shirt and throws it towards Crack, who immeadiatly exits the ring as PoT prepares for his match.
Steve Cruise – “And his tag team partner”
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Steve Cruise: Ladies & Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first accompanied by his wife AJ Orton, from Newark, NJ weighing in at 245 pounds... This is "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!!!
"Scream" by Thousand Foot Krutch blasts across the PA System as Kurt Orton walks out after the opening beat, AJ is by his side just shaking her head at the fans, Kurt keeps on walking down the ramp until he reaches the stairs.. he screams out "Screw the Peep Zone!" and enters the ring with a scowl on his face.
He does the classic pose letting the fans shower him with hate and after that, Orton sits in the corner as AJ claps while he waits on his opponent in absolute focus.
Steve Cruise – “And their opponent’s. Introducing first.”
Master's Solemn Hour begins to play over the P.A. system and it goes on for a good minute or so . . . and yet nothing. Then purple smoke begins to fill the arena. The lights go out . . . however the upper lighting bank flares to life with the word . . . VINDICATION VINDICATION also beams down on the ring canvas. A purple bolt of lightning strikes the center of the stage. The lights return suddenly with Stalker standing in the ring waiting on his tag partner.
Steve Cruise – “And his partner.”
LOOK IN MY EYES WHAT DO YOU SEE THE CULT OF PERSONALITY!
The static cuts the banter among thy WWE fans who are sitting in attendance waiting ever so patiently for the next bout. Once the static is blared out of the PA system and “Cult Of Personality” by Living Colour plays, the fans of all ages - children and adults all alike rise up onto their feet with their arms waving in the air. We see signs rise up above peoples' heads, signs that take up a few people in length as we have die-hard CM Punk fans present in any arena. We see signs that say, "BEST IN THE WORLD!" and "CM PUNK!" as the lights within the arena begin to flicker. The lights flicker on and off in the arena with a white flicker. The uproar of fans is heard cheering loudly which is almost deafening at this point. In the arena, these fans cheer loudly for the Second City Saint who is bound to come out. Chants begin to rise within the arena, "CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!" the chants are loud and powerful as they're wanting the Straightedge Superstar to make his presence known. Suddenly, coming out from behind the curtains is no other than the Drug-Free Superstar of WWE, as THE BEST IN THE WORLD himself, CM Punk! CM Punk comes out of the curtains with energy as he gets down on one knee and cups his hands and shouts IT'S CLOBBERIN TIME!! then spins around and looks down towards the ring. Sweat can be seen dampening the forehead of CM Punk, making his head seemingly glossy and shiny. Punk sports a black elbow taping, white wrist tapings that are wrapped tight around his wrists with red X's marked on each fist, and wearing his KNEES 2 FACES T-Shirt... CM Punk's facial hair is heavy as his hair on his head is gelled back heavily. CM Punk wears a black tight/chicago flag attire with stars on the trunks for tonight's bout with black shorts over his trunks. The fans are greatful at this moment as standing on the stage is The Best In The World who seems delighted to see the 'fantastic' ovation from the 'fans'. Punk makes his way down the steel entrance ramp where he is the first to walk down tonight. Fans are struggling their bodies over the barricades, reaching at CM Punk with arms outstretched just so they can pat at Chicago's Favorite Son on the back. A grin appears on Punk's face as he embraces the fans and keeps on walking with a smile on his face. Punk then looks at the fans and he simply walks on, Punk smirks before reaching the end of the entrance ramp where he suddenly makes his way over to the steel steps. He walks up the steps and picks up the set WWE branded microphone that was placed on top, and grasps it in his hand. He now walks on the ring apron then steps inside of the ring. The fans cheer loudly once CM Punk steps into the ring. The fans continue to chant, "CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!" as Punk goes up onto the nearest turnbuckle, climbing the second rope and shouting WHATS MY NAME AND BEST IN THE WORLD!!. Punk would then jump down before taking off his shirt and black shorts tossing it out of the ring before walking towards the center and sitting indian style in the center of the ring waiting for his opponent.
The referee goes to ring the bell, but a figure walking out from the back causes everybody in the arena to stop dead. We see Sheamus of all people walk out from the back and immediately lock eyes with Orton. Last week we saw Sheamus and Orton come face to face backstage before Orton's match with General Manager Knight and tonight he is out here again. Sheamus goes all the way down to ringside and simply grabs a folding chair from one of the ringside crew. Sitting down he just continues to stare at Orton as the referee rings the bell inside the ring to officially start the match.
*Punk and POT start the match with Stalker and Kurt on the apron. The bell rings and Punk bolts towards Bob and knees him the gut sending him flipping over onto his back. Punk jumps on top Bob and lands a couple head shots. He picks up Bob and irish whips him to the ropes. He bounces back and slides under Punks legs and delivers a bulldog to Punk. The fans start to BOO Bob. He shouts abuse back just in time to get drop kicked by Punk. Kurt is reaching out to tag his partner and bob reaches out but Punk drags him to the middle of the ring and stomps his boot into bob’s back. Punk plays to the crowd he gets a little too close to his own corner and Stalker tags himself in with an almighty slap to the back of Punk. Punk and Stalker stare each other down and start to yell abuse at each other. Bob in the meantime has tagged in Kurt who runs across the ring and cross bodies the two arguing men.*
Don Chuckles – “Punk and Stalker better become friends fast or else there going to lose this match.”
Phil Latio – “Their not as in tune with each other as Kurt and Bob. They just might have the advantage here.”
*Punk has rolled out of the ring as Kurt has picked up the downed Stalker. Kurt grabs Stalker and delivers a running neck breaker. He quickly jumps up and locks Stalker in a camel clutch. Not wanting to lose Punk has entered the ring and kicked Kurt in the back making him release the hold. Punk is ushered out of the ring by the ref as stalker picks up Kurt and drops him with a Scoop Slam. Stalker picks him up and superplex’s him to the mat. Kurt is just being used as a rag doll in the ring. Stalker takes Kurt to the corner where Punk is waiting. Stalker kicks and punches Kurt as he is about to tag to Punk but he pulls his hand away and taunts his partner. He steps back and super kicks Kurt to the chin. Stalker bends down to grab Kurt and Punk slaps him on the back to tag himself in. Stalker and Punk have another heated exchange of words as Stalker exits the ring. Punk picks up Kurt and he hip tosses him across the ring. Bob reaches for the tag and kurt starts to crawl to him but Punk garbs his leg and locks in a reverse figure four leg lock. Punk is squeezing on the pressure as Kurt tries to make the tag but he is just centimeters away.*
Don Chuckles – “Kurt has got to do something here.”
Phil Latio – “He’s trying Don.”
*Kurt leans forwards ever so much just to clip the fingers of Bob. Bob flies into the ring and elbow drops the gut of Punk. Kurt rolls out of the ring and Bob continues the attack. Bob picks up Punk and full nelson slams him back to the mat. He gives the fans the U Can’t See Me taunt and five knuckle shuffles Punk. Bob picks up Punk and takes him to the corner where Kurt is waiting and shoulder thrusts him as Kurt lands a few cheap shots to the head of Punk. Stalker has had enough and comes charging to the ring and pulls Bob off of Punk. He starts to land punch after punch onto Bob. Kurt comes into the ring but Punk spears him to the ground and starts to land punches aswel. Both Bob and Kurt are down as Stalker and Punk are stood facing each other exchanging words once more. Punk slaps Stalker and Stalker returns with a punch of his own. Both men are exchanging blows. Punk gets the upper hand and Lands the GTS onto Stalker.*
Don – “Punk just laid out his partner.”
Phil Latio – “This is getting out of hand.”
*Kurt has got to his feet and Punk lands a GTS to Kurt. He goes for the Pin.*
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*Bob and kicked Punk off of Kurt. Punk gets up and Bob lands the ATTITUDE AJUSTMENT. Bob goes for a pin.*
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*Stalker has stopped the count this time. Punk rolls out of the ring and drags Kurt along with him. Back in the ring Stalker has hit Bob with an attempted Knights End, but we see POT reverse it and lift and slam Stalker onto the mat with an Attitude Adjustment. Hooking the leg we see the referee make the count and Orton tackle Punk as he tried to break the cover. Three seconds later and it's over.
Winner: "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton and "The Professor" Bob Cena
On the outside of the ring, we see Sheamus stand up and nod slowly at Orton in the ring, before turning and leaving as abruptly as he showed up. Orton is perplexed for a minute, but shrugs it off. Kurt & POT then shake hands as the crowd in Orlando begins to boo them, he laughs at all of them while POT wipes the sweat from his head, Orton goes over to grab a mic and sits down in the indian position.
Don Chuckles: Well let's hear what Orton & POT have to say because this I think Phil will be the new wave of tag team wrestling right here.
Phil Latio: Orton did the right thing by turning on these idiots, all of them to be exact and POT is molding this young man into what he truly can be someday... a changed man.
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
Change. It's something we are all not used to, but must acquire in life to get better, become stronger and to obtain goals in life that are higher from what we soon expect... see you people want the good ol' POT & KO back from the dead to resurrect your petty cheers and whining... but see the thing is... we are tired of being your lap dogs, your servants to cater for because this is a business we are going to soon take over physically by single handedly taking out every single superstar who promotes these failures.
Take Jacob Senn for example, he's getting a world title match tonight only by beating and almost injuring the poor, defenseless piece of trash that I just got done punting in the skull with my life and that's Gravespawn. See he was just a stepping stone just like Punk on our way to the tag titles but the problem is that the two people that were in this ring have held the World Title. Jacob Senn will choke tonight and that's the biggest promotion of failure Thy WWE and Vince McMahon wanna see rise to the top... Vince your poster boy will crumble and The Legend Killas guarantee it!
Orton smirks and gives the mic to POT as the fans continue to boo them. Cena looks around at the people of Orlando and smirks at them before talking.
Bob Cena:
Faith! Operation Fuck Up are bonded by faith. And unlike Bret "The Hitman" Hart and Joey The Bastard's faith in Merlin and Beno, our faith will be rewarded. As we will unite for the greater good, we will unite for one common goal. And that is to have all of the gold in this company surround us. And when I eventually get the shot that I have earned against either Jacob or Beno then Operation Fuck Up will be the most powerful force in ThyWWE.
The crowd begins to shout insults at the duo which makes PoT laugh and shake his head to show his disapproval.
Bob Cena:
What you just witnessed was leadership by example, and this was just step one. I've heard all of the rumours, that Operation Fuck Up is simply a dictatorship so that I can get my own way, that is a lie ladies and gentlemen. Operation Fuck Up is like a school and I'm the teacher. Now there is no more Mr Nice Cena, I'm doing things my way, and I'm not gonna stop until every member of the group gets what they deserve.
Cena drops the microphone, holding his arms out wide to the fans and shouting.
Bob Cena:
BEST IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!
ThyWWE Monday Night Raw goes to a commercial break as the trio leave the ring.
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 5: Nero/Morgan vs. Joey The Bastard
(Handicap Non-Title match)
When we return from the commercial break we see Nero and Morgan in the ring. Out walks Joey The Bastard from the back, walking midway down the ramp we see Joey stop, snort derisively and tells a camera man filming him to come in close. Looking dead at the camera, we see a look of anger come across Joey's face as he starts to speak.
Joey The Bastard: Are you watching this General Manager Knight? This charade stops now, your vain attempt to try and torment us stops now. We aren't taking it anymore Christian, do you understand me!
Joey just turns around and walks up the ramp, the referee in the ring looks befuddled as the match is ruled a no contest.
Winner: No Contest
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 6: Sir Luscious Leftfoot/Mr Swag-A-Licious vs. Bret "The Hitman" Hart
Returning from the commercial break we see the entire Knights faction in the ring just dismantling Leftfoot and Swag-A-Licious. Getting a table from the outside of the ring, we see Hart and JTB lift Leftfoot onto the table and Beno set Swag up for a powerbomb. Beno then powerbombs Swag, onto Leftfoot and through the table. The Knights then stand tall over the fallen Swag and Leftfoot as a close up shot shows Beno now staring directly at the camera, mouthing to General Manager Knight directly on how this "stops tonight".
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 7: Beno vs. "The Saviour" Jacob Senn
(Thy WWE World Title)
"Savior" by Skillet plays and smoke begins to billow out onto the stage. We then see Jacob Senn arise from the bottom of the stage with his arms extended with massive disapproval from the crowd. When he is completely on the stage, we see Jacob Senn look up and give a devilish smirk to the crowd. He walks down the ramp as he hears the remarks and insults from the crowd, but shows no recognition towards them. He begins to walk up the steps and then walks the apron. He stops and does his signature taunt as he then enters the ring. He walks to the center of the ring, does his signature taunt again and then goes to the corner to wait.
“I made it by Kevin Rudolf” blares over the loud speakers. The lights dim as Beno makes it to the arena. Beno walks onto the stage. He poses for a moment as red and gold pyros shoot off. He cocks a smirk as he begins walking to the ring. He slides into the ring and ascends the turnbuckle with arms held high.
Jacob Senn strikes first as he takes matters into his own hands as he strikes Beno in the back with a hard right handed blow. Beno drops to a knee as Senn continues to drop more right handed blows. Looking down and seeing his attack effective, we now see Senn pull Beno up to his feet and hook him in the stomach and then once in the chest. The weight behind it causes Beno to stagger backwards, and as Senn charges, the momentum instantly changes as we see Beno hook Senn and sting him with a power slam. Immediately hooking the leg and going for a pinfall out of instinct, we see the referee drop down and begin the count
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We then see Beno pull Senn to his feet and hook him in an abdominal stretch in the center of the ring. Screaming for Senn to give it up, we see the official come in to make sure Senn is okay. Senn is defiantly shaking his head no as Beno gets a quick grin on his face before clubbing Senn in the chest twice. The referee points at Beno and screams at him to not do that again which only causes him to chuckle. After looking straight at the referee before hitting one more clubbing blow of his own, we see Beno lift Senn up into a pump handle and drop him down onto the mat. Senn flops around momentarily holding his back, but quickly covers up as Beno mounts him and starts to hit some stiff sounding closed fist left and right hands. Blatantly defying the rules now, we see the referee get gutsy as he pushes Beno off of Senn and warns him that if he doesn’t knock it off that he will get disqualified. Jacob Senn quickly try to pull himself to his feet, but he is dropped back down to the mat as Beno stings him with a big boot. Beno then immediately gets on top of Senn and hooks both legs…the official slides into position and starts the count.
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Beno stands up and nods almost knowingly, like he was expecting it to take more than that to put his opponent away. Senn gets up quickly once again, and Beno walks over to inflict further damage. But Senn surprises him with a clothesline, Beno doesn’t go down though and is simply rocked by it. Senn kicks Beno in the stomach and throws another clothesline. The thud would be enough to knock down a lesser man, but Beno is still standing. We then see Senn start throwing some right hands, before throwing another clothesline which knocks Beno backwards into the corner. Senn quickly follows up by running and stinging Beno with a corner splash before delivering several knife edge chops. Beno winces with each stinging blow, and we can see the skin of his opponent getting red from the damage. Senn then jogs backwards and comes in a second time, sandwiching him with another corner splash. This time Beno staggers forwards, and Senn drops down low, lifting Beno up onto his shoulders and slamming him down onto the mat with a samoan drop. Senn then hits Beno with two elbows before rolling over and hooking the leg of his opponent for the cover. The referee gets into position and makes the count
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Senn then gets back to his feet and awaits Beno to rise, when he gets back to his feet Senn stings him with a right hand. But despite getting rocked, Beno quickly fires back with a left hand of his own. In the center of the ring, we now see Beno and Senn thump each other with hard lefts and rights, going blow for blow until Senn blocks a Beno left, kneeing him in the stomach before grabbing him by the head and dropping him into the mat with a DDT. Beno bounces off the mat and is staring up at the ceiling as Senn gets back to his feet and bounces off the ropes. Coming back towards him, Senn jumps up and connects with an elbow drop onto the chest of Beno before grabbing his legs and going for another cover. The referee slides into position and starts to administer the count.
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Thoroughly in control, we now see Senn pull his adversary to his feet and once again knee him in the midsection. Senn takes the arm of Beno and puts it over his head, before hitting him with a vertical suplex. Keeping the arm locked, we see Senn gyrate his hips and we immediately know what he is going for. Senn uses momentum to get himself and Beno back up, hitting a second vertical suplex, we see Senn immediately shake and wiggle and get back up. Going for a third vertical suplex he tries to connect agaian but we see Beno block the move. Beno then tries to lift Senn over for a vertical suplex, but now it’s Senn who roots himself down. Senn then uses muscle to heave him up and over, connecting with the third vertical suplex. Beno is holding his back on the mat as Senn gets on top of him and goes for another cover. Screaming for the referee we see him slide into place and administer the count.
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Beno kicks out and now we can see Senn start to show some signs of frustration. Jacob Senn, stands back up and taps his head and gets a grin on his face, we see him look down at Beno and once again pull him to his feet. Trying to continue his domination, we see Senn leap up and go for a dropkick, but Beno smacks his legs away and moves as Senn falls to the mat. Senn immediately springs back up and charges towards Beno, it looked almost as if he was going for a spear, but Beno is able to partially counter it and he has Senn in a modified front face lock. Moving further up, we see Beno have a gut wrench on Senn. Lifting his opponent up, we see Beno drill Senn into the mat with a power bomb. The sound of Senn’s body smacking into the mat, not only knocks the wind out of him, but also causes a few of the fans in the front row to wince. Beno then drops down and bear hugs around Senn’s chest before pulling him to his feet. Beno then contorts his body and slams Senn back down onto the mat with a belly to belly suplex before dropping down and going for another cover. It only takes the referee a moment to slide in and start to make the count.
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Beno wastes no time as he pulls Senn up to his feet. Beno once again blatantly defies the rules as he thumbs Senn in the eye before hooking him and slamming Senn down and over his knee with a backbreaker. Senn flops around on the mat, and Beno immediately gets back up before throwing his hands in the air and screaming defiantly. The fans boo him for some reason, but the negative reaction only seems to make Beno smile as he goes towards the corner and slaps his leg. It looks as if Beno is gearing up to go for the end and put this match away. Letting another howl escape from his midsection, we see Beno charge as Senn gets back to his feet. Lifting his leg, we see the champ go for a running kick, but Senn is able to counter and kick Beno hard in the stomach. Seizing what may be his only chance to finish this, Senn looks for an opening and when he finds it he launches his leg towards Beno and connects him with Judgement But Senn is still hurt, and he is unable to go for the cover right away. It takes him a couple of seconds to go for the cover, and when he finally does, the referee makes the quick count.
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The fans in the arena are starting to clap at the battle being fought between these two competitors. Looking towards the top rope, we see Senn get a gleam in his eyes as he climbs onto the apron and starts to climb to the top rope. But Senn, still weary from the damage caused is slow to get to the top rope. The extra time causes Beno to roll over and see what Senn is going for. Finally Senn stands tall on the top rope and panders to the crowd, leaping off we see him go for a frog splash. But in an amazing display of quickness as Jacob Senn flips through the air and comes down, we see Beno spring up and catch Senn knee strike to his face. Jacob Senn stagger and Beno moves in quickly and heaves him up for the Beno Bomb. Beno connects and sends him towards the canvas with a sickening thud. Beno goes for the cover as the referee slides in and makes the count.
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Beno is now visible frustrated as he stands up and awaits for Senn to get back to his feet. It takes Senn a few moments to use the ropes to get back to his feet, once again we see Beno charge and grab Senn for a Beno Bomb, but Senn is able to use his instincts and sidestep again. Senn then grabs Beno and tries to use his own momentum against him and go for Judgement. But Beno is able to counter and muscle Senn up and into position for the Beno Bomb. Beno connects and sends Jacob Senn towards the canvas and he quickly goes for the cover and the referee slides into position and once again makes the count.
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Winner: Beno
After the match is over, we see the Knights come into the ring and Beno get handed a microphone by Bret Hart. We see Beno start to mockingly clap for a moment before starting to speak.
Beno: A celebration is definitely in order, our fearless leader Christian Knight finally won a match last week. t
Catching the cue, we see the other Knights start to clap as well.
Beno: Too bad everybody, and god do I mean everybody has beaten Kurt Orton. Winning a match against Kurt Orton is akin to getting nailed by a whore in Las Vegas, a guarantee, an absolute certainty if you will.
It doesn’t change a single thing Christian, the entire locker room views you as a joke, a failure as a professional wrestler, a weasel who literally fell ass backwards into a position and now thinks he is some sort of impact player. I’ve heard your verbal jabs, I’ve seen your vain attempts at power plays, watched you walk around the locker room swinging your dick like you’re on top of the mountain. Why are you trying so hard Christian? Is it because you’re sincerely trying to bring some semblance of order to the locker room? Are you trying to channel your inner protagonist, have your cheesy happy ending where you vanquish us and ride off into the sunset the victor?
Or is it because you’re JEALOUS
Do you see the shiny gold belt on my shoulders, do you see the gold that the Knights hold and do you feel a state of envy come over you Christian?
That’s the real truth isn’t it Christian. You are jealous of me, you are jealous of the group of men that I am standing with. Your own inadequacies and shortcomings started you on this naïve quest and I’m telling you right now that it stops tonight. You’re done trying to turn us against one another, you’re done trying to pretend something that you’re not, and you are just simply done, kind of like your career.
Beno starts to chuckle for a moment before continuing.
Christian, you act as if you’re the man, but this gold belt that I possess says that I am the man.
But I’m going to take a page out of your book, essentially take matters into my own hands. Christian, I am going to give you a chance to become the man, to have that career defining moment you so desperately seek. I am challenging you Christian Knight to fight me at the next pay per view with my World Title on the line!
It takes no time at all for “Written In The Stars” by Tinie Tempah to kick on and General Manager Christian Knight make his way out from the back. Knight has a microphone in his hand and he is grinning as he looks down at the Knights and Beno in the ring. The music kicks off and we see Christian start to chuckle as he speaks.
General Manager Knight: This is growing tedious, how many times will you harp on the same stuff there champ? But I tell you what, I accept, but let’s make this a bit more interesting. Christian Knight vs. Beno for the Thy WWE World Title, if I win, then you and the Renaissance Fair rejects must disband forever.
Hart and JTB look shocked at the challenge, but Beno just smiles for a second before responding.
Beno: If we’re raising the stakes there “sir”, let’s make it interesting.
When, not if, I win…you will not only step down from your position as General Manager but you will be forced to leave Thy WWE again, but this time it’s for good!
What do you say there “boss”?
Now it’s Christian’s turn to smile and nod.
General Manager Knight: I hope you know what you’re doing and what you’re getting yourself into “champ”. You’re on and I’ll see you at the pay per view!
General Manager Knight lowers his microphone and the show ends with the two men trash talking after the monumental challenge being made and accepted.
--SHOW ENDS--
RAW 101
Live from Amway Center, Orlando, Florida
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Dark Match: Undefined vs Travis Bishop
Winner: Travis Bishop
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Match 1: Dan Hellman vs. Tetley vs. Jordan Turner
The lights cut out in the arena as Yelawolf's Lets roll starts to blare over the P.A. As Jordan Turner walks out onto the stage. He walks down the ramp, and jumps into the ring.
"Put Your Balls On It" blares over the loud speakers. Tetley comes out from the back and makes his way down the ramp and stops at the ring. He heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring he makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits for his opponent.
The music of Dan Hellman blares over the loud speakers. Dan Hellman comes out from the back and makes his way down the ramp and stops at the ring. He heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring he makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and glares at the opposition.
As the official signals for the bell to sound, the three men exchange looks. Tetley makes the first move as he gets in between Hellman and Turner, grabbing his crotch. The crowd roars with laughter. However, his opponents don't seem too amused. hellman and Turner look at one another for a moment before the two of them level Tetley with a left and right hook. Tetley holds his jaw as he hits the ground. Hellman grabs Tetley by the neck and pulls him up to a vertical base. He sends Tetley soaring over the top rope as he hits the outside padding face first. Turner quickly takes advantage of Hellman having his back turned by delivering a quick axe handle to his shoulderblades. Turner sends a few knees to the ribs of Hellman before attempting a Northern Lights suplex. Hellman drives his elbow into Turners skull at the last moment to prevent it and charges at him, delivering a flying closeline.
Slowly, but surely, Tetley begins to stir on the outside. He shakes the cobwebs from his brain and slides back into the ring. Furiously, he rushes the vertical Hellman and drops him with a flying dropkick. Tetley drops down and begins to lay into Hellman with shots like a man possessed. Tetley turns his attention towards Turner, only to recieve a spinning back kick to the midsection, followed by an irish whip into the turnbuckle. Turner pulls Hellman up and irish whips him into Tetley, stacking them up. Turner points to the sky before running to the ropes and rebounding off of them to give himself some momentum. Turned performs a cartwheel and then a backflip before turning in midair to deliver a thunderous roundhouse kick to both Hellman and Tetley. Turner pulls Tetley away from the ropes and rolls him over into the cover.
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All three men lay motionless on the mat, Tetley gets up first and tosses Turner out of the ring. He then lifts up Hellman and drills him into the mat with a brainbuster, hooking the leg we see the referee count the fall.
Winner: Tetley
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN--
Match 2: Mark Greenberg vs. "The Future" Blade LaVigne
Phil: Coming up next, we have Thy WWE newcomer, Blade LaVinge taking on a veteran in Mark Greenberg...
Don: Yawn.
Phil: What do you mean, yawn? This should be a fantastic match up.
Don: Please... A life long loser going up against a guy with delusions of grandeur...
Phil: By delusions of grandeur I assume you're referring to Blade LaVinge?
Don: You're damn I am, Latio! This guy thinks that he's some sort of cure for Thy WWE... Thy WWE isn't sick at all! In fact, we're riding higher then we've ever been before!
Phil: I admit that the ratings are up, but at what cost? The Knight's are running rampant and I hope that Blade really is the cure that will rid this company of the Knights once and for all...
Don: Blade LaVinge isn't even on the Knights' radar, he's that insignificant, Latio... And if they do decide to take notice, the Knight's will snuff out that fire in an instant... The only cure that Blade LaVinge could be is the cure for putting a stop to exciting, compelling television, and that's a cure Thy WWE doesn't need!
{"Bleed For Me" by Saliva hits and the crowd gives a rather mixed reaction. Blade steps out from the back wearing his shirt with LaVinge on the back and his cocky smirk...}
Phil: Blade is looking to keep his hot streak going tonight against the big man, Mark Greenberg...
Don: Look at that smirk, Latio... I just wanna go up and slap it right off his face!
Phil: I'd like to see that! You'd be running for the hills!
Don: You better be careful, Latio, or I might decide to slap the smile off of your face, too!
{Blade makes his way down to the ring and slides in under the ropes. He goes up to the top rope and taunts as the crowd start to get in to it.}
Phil: he sure as an uphill battle tonight... Mark Greenberg is a giant of a man!
Don: A giant loser of a man, yes...
Phil: Now, come on, Don. Mark Greenberg is one of the best Thy WWE superstars we've had... He's never given up, and he's stuck by this company through thick and thin when other guys would just get up and leave. I have the utmost respect for Mark Greenberg, and I believe these fans do, too...
{"Slow Catacombs" starts to eerily play throughout the arena and the crowd gives Mark a nice reaction. He stands at the top of the ramp while the lights dim...]
Phil: here comes the Prince of Darkness looking as imposing as ever! I would never want to be across the ring from that man, I tell you what!
Don: It's just too bad that Biggest Loser of Thy WWE isn't on the line tonight... Maybe Kurt Orton will give Mark greenberg a shot at it next week!
{Mark unleashes a bellow heard throughout the arena before making his way the ramp and up the stairs. He enters the ring by stepping over the top rope then roars at the crowd while taunting. The lights go back to normal and the music starts as the crowd anticipates a good battle. The ref checks both men then he calls for the bell...}
DING DING DING
Phil: Here we go!
{Blade looks to be a little nervous about getting too close to Mark. Mark lunges with both arms at Blade but Blade dodges. Mark laughs maniacally as he tries to catch Blade again, but Blade dodges. The crowd start to boo Blade and Blade takes notice. Blade takes this as a challenge and he dares Mark to lock up. Both men lock up and struggle for a few seconds before Mark shoves Blade down and across the ring. the crowd cheers as Mark bellows at Blade. Blade looks embarrassed a little bit but he gets right back up and they lock up again. They struggle, and again, Mark shoves Blade down and across the ring...}
Phil: You never really see how strong Mark Greenberg is until you see him live in person, folks... This man is a behemoth! A juggernaut!
Don: You're right about that, Latio... He's big, but, boy, is he stupid... Blade LaVinge doesn't wanna get in to a strength battle here... he's gonna have to use what little brains he has to come out on top!
Phil: Wow, even when you're being nice, you're still a douchebag, Don... Amazing!
{Blade gets up as stares at Mark who bellows again. Blade then starts to mock him by stomping around the ring, pretending to be a giant. Mark gets an angry look in his eyes and lunges at Blade once more. Blade ducks under then starts to kick Mark in the back of the leg. Mark stumbles a bit and Blade keeps up the kicks. Blade then runs and bounces off the ropes. He goes to attack but Mark catches him with a hard Samoan drop to the delight of the crowd. Blade grasps his back in pain as Mark growls and moves in. He grabs Blade by the throat and heaves him up to his feet. He shoves Blade hard in to the corner then hits him in the face with a head butt. Then he starts to connect with some good looking hooks to the body. Mark then pushes up against Blade and whips him in to the other corner. Mark gets a head of steam and charges at Blade. Blade doesn't move and Mark slams in to him with a big body avalanche type move and Blade crumples to the mat. Blade leans up on the bottom rope and Mark starts to drive his knee in to Blade's head. Then Mark starts to choke Blade with his huge boot...}
Phil: Things aren't looking so good for Blade LaVinge here in the early going...
Don: Yeah, but we all knew that his story would have an unhappy ending sooner or later... Maybe that story ends here tonight.
{The ref demands that Mark let up, and starts to count. he egts to four and Mark lets Blade out. Blade grabs his throat, gasping for air then tries to get up. Mark clubs him back down with a hard forearm across the back. Blade drapes himself on the middle rope and Mark steps on his back and pulls up on the top rope and roars as Blade frantically tries to break free. The ref again gets on Mark's case and Mark breaks the illegal rope choke at four then he lunges at the ref who gets away just in time. Mark goes back to Blade and pulls him by the hair. Mark whips Blade in to the ropes and when Blade comes back, Mark flips him with a Japanese arm drag. Mark doesn't go for the cover yet as he pulls Blade back up and whips him in to the corner. Then Mark starts to get a head of steam again and charges Blade again. Blade reacts just in time, getting his boots up and in to the face of Mark Greenberg. Mark stumbles back then charges again. Blade gets his feet up again and Mark stumbles back. Blade rushes forward with a clothesline that barely moves Mark. Blade looks around in awe as Mark dares him to try it again. Blade complies and goes for another clothesline. This time it makes Mark stumble. Blade goes for a third and Mark blocks it, shoving Blade back in to the corner. Mark charges but Blade leaps over the top rope. Mark's face hits the turnbuckle and he stumbles back, blinded for the time being. Blade goes up to the top as the crowd start to roar. Mark turns around and Blade takes flight, hitting Mark with a missile drop kick that takes the big man down...}
Phil: That did it! Blade needs to use his speed here!
Don: He better pray to the heavens that Mark doesn't catch him!
{Blade goes for a quick cover...
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Blade back up quickly and gets behind Mark, grabs hold of his head and drops him with a reverse DDT. Then Blade keeps his head locked and holds Mark in a dragon sleeper...}
Phil: What a combination from Blade! This man exudes blood, sweat, and determination for this business!
Don: Mark might be too big of man to keep in a hold like that...
{On cue, Mark lifts his knee up and knees Blade in the forehead. Blade falls back and Mark gets out of the hold. He gets up and bounces off the ropes. As Blade gets to his feet, mark connects with a huge big boot to the face. Blade lies motionless on the canvas as the crowd OHHH's...}
Phil: What a boot! He could have taken LaVinge's head clean off!
Don: Come on, Greenberg, you idiot! Shut this guy up for good!
{Mark goes for a cover...
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Mark sits up and starts to pull out his own hair in frustration. then he looks at the turnbuckle and smiles. Mark starts to climb to the top rope...}
Phil: Oh no! He's not going up top is he?
Don: Yes! yes he is! Finish him off, Mark!
{Mark Greenberg stands on the top turnbuckle as the crowd is on their feet. He leaps off, going for a diving headbutt, but Blade moves! Mark hits the mat hard and Blade is up. Mark gets up, distracted by the pain and Blade somehow manages to lift Mark up on his shoulders. The crowd gasps as Blade starts to spin around with Mark on his shoulders, then he lets Mark go, hitting a diamond cutter. Blade goes for a cover as the crowd counts along...
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Blade looks up to the sky in frustration but Mark is getting back to his feet. Blade moves in but Mark explodes out of nowhere with a spear. the crowd OHHH's again as both men are down for a brief time, before Mark gets back up. Knowing that too much time has passed to attempt a cover, Mark instead decides to attempt his variation on the sharpshooter. He folds Blade's legs and Blade twists and turns, grabbing Mark's arm in the process, and locking in a high fujiwara arm bar! Mark screams out in pain as he reaches for the ropes. But they're smack dab in the middle of the ring. Mark desperately tries to reach, but Blade has the arm bar cinched in tight. Mark screams out and Blade leans back as far as he possibly can and Mark Greenberg has no choice but to tap out to the hold. the ref calls for the bell...}
DING DING DING
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner by submission... "The Future" Blaaaaade LaViiinnnggge!
{Blade lets go of the hold and jumps to his feet. He goes to corner and plays to the crowd, celebrating his huge victory with intensity...}
Phil: He did it! Blade LaVinge has done it! he made the big man tap!
Don: Well, I guess we all saw that one coming, didn't we? I'm disappointed in you, Mark Greenberg... getting my hopes up... I can't believe I was actually cheering him on!
Phil: there's no shame in that, Don... Both men are supreme athletes and this match could have gone either way... But after all is said and done... the future is looking quite bright... for The Future!
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--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 3: Demmie Mae vs. Troy Motor
Phil Latio: Up next we have a intergender singles match!
Don Chuckles: Troy Motor will have to defeat Demmie Mae.
Phil Latio: Sounds like a easy task.
Don Chuckles: It isn't though. This should be fun to watch!
"Playing the Saint" by Digital Summer echoes throughout the arena, and boos are rained down upon the superstar.
Steve Cruise: This match is for one fall....First coming down to the ring...From Tampa, Florida...weighting in at 241 lbs.....Troy Motor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Troy walks from the back, his face stretched with a cocky smile. He walks down the ramp, occasionally interacting with the fans. He gets to the ring, and stands at the apron for a second to look around the arena. He slides in, stands up, and hits the turnbuckle, doing a pose and flipping off some fans. He gets back down, and awaits his opponent.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent...weighing in at 111lbs...from Ingushetia, Russia....DEMMIE MAE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Beautiful People-Marilyn Manson begins to play from the PA system as Demmie Mae comes jogging out onto the ramp, She makes her way down the ramp and stops at the ring. She heaves herself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring she makes her way towards her respective turnbuckle.
Her theme song fades and the match begins.
DING DING DING
The match starts and Demmie slaps Troy across the face. Troy throws Demmie into the corner and chokes her in anger. Demmie kicks Troy in the gut twice and it sends Troy off of her.
Demmie comes forward with a clothesline but it only makes the much stronger Troy Motor stumble. Demmie bounces off the ring ropes and goes for a spear, but Troy moves out of the way and Demmie is pulled down by her hair. Troy laughs as the ref tells him not to pull her hair. Troy puts on boot on Demmie and the ref drops down to count.
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Phil Latio: Troy proving that he is deserving of a Knight spot!
Don Chuckles: This is disrespect Phil!
Phil Latio: Demmie can handle it, she knows what she signed up for in the start!
Troy gets Demmie up, but Demmie delivers a hard edge kick to Troy’ shin. Then another, and another. Troy screams in pain on the third on. Troy throws a right hand at Demmie but Demmie ducks under it. Demmie hits Troy with a neck breaker and hooks the leg for the pin.
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Troy throws Demmie off of him like a rag doll.
Demmie gets up and Troy now on one knee. Demmie runs at Troy but Troy kicks her in the mid-section and connects with a suplex.
Demmie screams in pain, reaching for her lower back.
Troy rolls up and cocks a smirk.
Phil Latio: This isn't right.
Don Chuckles: Demmie is a Knight, she can suck it up and handle this.
Troy picks Demmie up by the hair and kicks her in the mid-section. Troy brings her up and looks to connect with a Power bomb.
Holding her up as suddenly The Knights run down the ramp. Troy slams Demmie down with the powerbomb as now Beno, JTB and Bret Hart are inside the ring, Troy still doesn't see them.
Troy stands up and taunts the hurt diva.
Phil Latio: Turn around Troy!
Troy turns around and stops, staring at the Knights. Then he smiles and they smile back. Troy reaches out to shake Beno's hand, and Beno lays Troy out with a huge clothesline.
Phil Latio: Damn it! What is the meaning of this?
Don Chuckles: Maybe they changed their minds...
The ref calls for the bell...
DING DING DING
Steve Cruise: The winner of this as a result of a disqualification... Troy Motor!
JTB, Bret Hart, and Beno all start to lay the boots to Troy Motor. Demmi regains herself then joins in the attack, violently slapping Troy in the face.
Phil Latio: This is insane! Why are they doing this? Joey the Bastard and Troy Motor shook hands last week, and they do this? Do they have no honor what so ever?
Don Chuckles: How dare you ask a question like that, Latio... Don't ever question the motives of the Knights! They are the best! They don't have to answer to anybody... Not even Christian Knight!
Phil Latio: Yeah, well we'll see about that later tonight, Don...
The Knights continue the assault as the crowd boos. Troy starts to fight back though, and the crowd starts to cheer loudly. They start to chant for Troy Motor as he socks Bret in the face, then hits JTB with a boot to the face. But it's all put to a stop as Beno flies in and connects with Troy's jaw with a wicked big boot that knocks Troy out cold.
Phil: What a shot! Troy is out!
JTB and Bret are back up and roll Troy out of the ring. They quickly grabs an arm and Beno and Demmi grab a leg each and start to carry Troy to the back.
Phil: Wait, they're not done! Where the hell are the Knights taking Troy Motor?
Don: They're in the back now... Can we get a camera back there already? I don't wanna miss anything!
Phil: You disgust me!
The shot switches to back stage. The shot is shaking as the cameraman is running down the hall. He catches up the Knights as they continue to carry Troy Motor. They go out a door and a car is parked and the car is running. The trunk is open and they throw Troy in the trunk and JTB slams it shut as he starts to laugh like a maniac. Demmi gets in the driver seat as Bret slaps the back of the car. Demmi then burns out and speeds off. Bret, JTB , and Beno all laugh as they pat each other on the back and head back to their locker room to get ready for their respective matches.
Phil Latio: What the hell was that? Where are they taking him? Somebody call the cops!
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Monday Night Raw comes back from a commercial break and we see a close up of the 'Professor of Thuganomics' Bob Cena standing with his arms folded in the Operation Fuck Up locker room. He is wearing a red zipped up hoodie with the hood up.
Bob Cena:
Who's it gonna be this week?
The camera zooms out to reveal the rest of Operation Fuck Up; Kurt, AJ, and the muscle of the group Crack, all looking worried about what Cena has to say.
Bob Cena:
Who is going to let us down this week? Is it going to be you Kurt?
PoT gets up in Kurt's face and starts lecturing him.
Bob Cena:
I put my reputation on the line when I took you under my wing and it seems that all its brought me is disappointment. So you think you're tough because you put your hands on a crew member last week? Well I got news for you Kurt, you can assault the backstage crew all you want but if you dont begin to impress me in the ring then you're out on your ass!
Cena changes his focus to Kurt's wife AJ Orton and gets up in her face.
Bob Cena:
No wait, its you isnt it? You're going to let me down this week aren't you AJ? You think you're a big girl because you can beat up little bimbos on the indy circuit? But AJ this is the big leagues and you better be swinging for the fence. You want the Divas Championship at Oppression? Well I'm going to break it to you sweetheart, if you lose that much and make a mockery out of me then you better go into hiding. And I mean the hiding that Osama Bin Laden would be proud of. Thats the thing with you Ortons', complete incompetence!
Crack:
Yeah!
Cena looks at Crack and then squares up to him.
Bob Cena:
Speaking of incompetence, yours dates all the way back to Justice4Some! I didnt see you lift a finger when that bastard Bret handed Beno the World Championship. And what about last week? When Bret hit me with a chair? That was the reason that I couldn't stop Joey The Bastard from stealing a pinfall.
Crack:
Well, the Hart's attacked me a few weeks ago too.
Bob Cena:
I'm sorry? Do you wanna tissue Crack? Have any of you Ortons' got any tissues with you because the crybaby needs one! There is one person here that if he left the group he could become a success and its me. Without me none of you can make it! You couldn't stop Bret Hart from screwing the Resistance at Justice4Some and you couldn't stop Bret Hart from interfering in my match with Joey The Bastard.
Cena takes his hood down to show the bruise from the chairshot on his forehead.
Bob Cena:
You're nothing! Without me, you are nothing!
Cena looks at all 3 of them in disgust before walking towards the door.
Bob Cena:
You better not screw up tonight Kurt, now lets go.
Cena slams the door opens and leaves the room, with the other 3 following him as the show goes back to ringside.
Don Chuckles:
Wow.
Phil Latio:
I would not like to get on the wrong side of PoT thats for sure.
Don Chuckles:
I feel the same way Phil.
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 4: CM Punk/Gravespawn vs. "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton/"The Professor" Bob Cena
'Unorthodox' by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena as the fans erupt with boos for PoT. Bob Cena and his good friend and co-founder of Operation Fuck Up walk out from behind the curtain. Cena is wearing a red Operation Fuck Up shirt with 'Cena' on the back and a pair of camo shorts. Crack is wearing a grey zipped up hoodie with his hood up and a pair of navy blue Nike bottoms.
The duo walk down the ramp as the fans throw things at them. Cena stops mid ramp and looks around at the fans in attendance, dropping to his knees. He looks to the ground and smiles before looking up and shouting out "BEST IN THE WORLD!" He gets to his feet and runs and slides under the bottom rope. Cena takes off his shirt and throws it towards Crack, who immeadiatly exits the ring as PoT prepares for his match.
Steve Cruise – “And his tag team partner”
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Steve Cruise: Ladies & Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first accompanied by his wife AJ Orton, from Newark, NJ weighing in at 245 pounds... This is "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!!!
"Scream" by Thousand Foot Krutch blasts across the PA System as Kurt Orton walks out after the opening beat, AJ is by his side just shaking her head at the fans, Kurt keeps on walking down the ramp until he reaches the stairs.. he screams out "Screw the Peep Zone!" and enters the ring with a scowl on his face.
He does the classic pose letting the fans shower him with hate and after that, Orton sits in the corner as AJ claps while he waits on his opponent in absolute focus.
Steve Cruise – “And their opponent’s. Introducing first.”
Master's Solemn Hour begins to play over the P.A. system and it goes on for a good minute or so . . . and yet nothing. Then purple smoke begins to fill the arena. The lights go out . . . however the upper lighting bank flares to life with the word . . . VINDICATION VINDICATION also beams down on the ring canvas. A purple bolt of lightning strikes the center of the stage. The lights return suddenly with Stalker standing in the ring waiting on his tag partner.
Steve Cruise – “And his partner.”
LOOK IN MY EYES WHAT DO YOU SEE THE CULT OF PERSONALITY!
The static cuts the banter among thy WWE fans who are sitting in attendance waiting ever so patiently for the next bout. Once the static is blared out of the PA system and “Cult Of Personality” by Living Colour plays, the fans of all ages - children and adults all alike rise up onto their feet with their arms waving in the air. We see signs rise up above peoples' heads, signs that take up a few people in length as we have die-hard CM Punk fans present in any arena. We see signs that say, "BEST IN THE WORLD!" and "CM PUNK!" as the lights within the arena begin to flicker. The lights flicker on and off in the arena with a white flicker. The uproar of fans is heard cheering loudly which is almost deafening at this point. In the arena, these fans cheer loudly for the Second City Saint who is bound to come out. Chants begin to rise within the arena, "CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!" the chants are loud and powerful as they're wanting the Straightedge Superstar to make his presence known. Suddenly, coming out from behind the curtains is no other than the Drug-Free Superstar of WWE, as THE BEST IN THE WORLD himself, CM Punk! CM Punk comes out of the curtains with energy as he gets down on one knee and cups his hands and shouts IT'S CLOBBERIN TIME!! then spins around and looks down towards the ring. Sweat can be seen dampening the forehead of CM Punk, making his head seemingly glossy and shiny. Punk sports a black elbow taping, white wrist tapings that are wrapped tight around his wrists with red X's marked on each fist, and wearing his KNEES 2 FACES T-Shirt... CM Punk's facial hair is heavy as his hair on his head is gelled back heavily. CM Punk wears a black tight/chicago flag attire with stars on the trunks for tonight's bout with black shorts over his trunks. The fans are greatful at this moment as standing on the stage is The Best In The World who seems delighted to see the 'fantastic' ovation from the 'fans'. Punk makes his way down the steel entrance ramp where he is the first to walk down tonight. Fans are struggling their bodies over the barricades, reaching at CM Punk with arms outstretched just so they can pat at Chicago's Favorite Son on the back. A grin appears on Punk's face as he embraces the fans and keeps on walking with a smile on his face. Punk then looks at the fans and he simply walks on, Punk smirks before reaching the end of the entrance ramp where he suddenly makes his way over to the steel steps. He walks up the steps and picks up the set WWE branded microphone that was placed on top, and grasps it in his hand. He now walks on the ring apron then steps inside of the ring. The fans cheer loudly once CM Punk steps into the ring. The fans continue to chant, "CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!" as Punk goes up onto the nearest turnbuckle, climbing the second rope and shouting WHATS MY NAME AND BEST IN THE WORLD!!. Punk would then jump down before taking off his shirt and black shorts tossing it out of the ring before walking towards the center and sitting indian style in the center of the ring waiting for his opponent.
The referee goes to ring the bell, but a figure walking out from the back causes everybody in the arena to stop dead. We see Sheamus of all people walk out from the back and immediately lock eyes with Orton. Last week we saw Sheamus and Orton come face to face backstage before Orton's match with General Manager Knight and tonight he is out here again. Sheamus goes all the way down to ringside and simply grabs a folding chair from one of the ringside crew. Sitting down he just continues to stare at Orton as the referee rings the bell inside the ring to officially start the match.
*Punk and POT start the match with Stalker and Kurt on the apron. The bell rings and Punk bolts towards Bob and knees him the gut sending him flipping over onto his back. Punk jumps on top Bob and lands a couple head shots. He picks up Bob and irish whips him to the ropes. He bounces back and slides under Punks legs and delivers a bulldog to Punk. The fans start to BOO Bob. He shouts abuse back just in time to get drop kicked by Punk. Kurt is reaching out to tag his partner and bob reaches out but Punk drags him to the middle of the ring and stomps his boot into bob’s back. Punk plays to the crowd he gets a little too close to his own corner and Stalker tags himself in with an almighty slap to the back of Punk. Punk and Stalker stare each other down and start to yell abuse at each other. Bob in the meantime has tagged in Kurt who runs across the ring and cross bodies the two arguing men.*
Don Chuckles – “Punk and Stalker better become friends fast or else there going to lose this match.”
Phil Latio – “Their not as in tune with each other as Kurt and Bob. They just might have the advantage here.”
*Punk has rolled out of the ring as Kurt has picked up the downed Stalker. Kurt grabs Stalker and delivers a running neck breaker. He quickly jumps up and locks Stalker in a camel clutch. Not wanting to lose Punk has entered the ring and kicked Kurt in the back making him release the hold. Punk is ushered out of the ring by the ref as stalker picks up Kurt and drops him with a Scoop Slam. Stalker picks him up and superplex’s him to the mat. Kurt is just being used as a rag doll in the ring. Stalker takes Kurt to the corner where Punk is waiting. Stalker kicks and punches Kurt as he is about to tag to Punk but he pulls his hand away and taunts his partner. He steps back and super kicks Kurt to the chin. Stalker bends down to grab Kurt and Punk slaps him on the back to tag himself in. Stalker and Punk have another heated exchange of words as Stalker exits the ring. Punk picks up Kurt and he hip tosses him across the ring. Bob reaches for the tag and kurt starts to crawl to him but Punk garbs his leg and locks in a reverse figure four leg lock. Punk is squeezing on the pressure as Kurt tries to make the tag but he is just centimeters away.*
Don Chuckles – “Kurt has got to do something here.”
Phil Latio – “He’s trying Don.”
*Kurt leans forwards ever so much just to clip the fingers of Bob. Bob flies into the ring and elbow drops the gut of Punk. Kurt rolls out of the ring and Bob continues the attack. Bob picks up Punk and full nelson slams him back to the mat. He gives the fans the U Can’t See Me taunt and five knuckle shuffles Punk. Bob picks up Punk and takes him to the corner where Kurt is waiting and shoulder thrusts him as Kurt lands a few cheap shots to the head of Punk. Stalker has had enough and comes charging to the ring and pulls Bob off of Punk. He starts to land punch after punch onto Bob. Kurt comes into the ring but Punk spears him to the ground and starts to land punches aswel. Both Bob and Kurt are down as Stalker and Punk are stood facing each other exchanging words once more. Punk slaps Stalker and Stalker returns with a punch of his own. Both men are exchanging blows. Punk gets the upper hand and Lands the GTS onto Stalker.*
Don – “Punk just laid out his partner.”
Phil Latio – “This is getting out of hand.”
*Kurt has got to his feet and Punk lands a GTS to Kurt. He goes for the Pin.*
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*Stalker has stopped the count this time. Punk rolls out of the ring and drags Kurt along with him. Back in the ring Stalker has hit Bob with an attempted Knights End, but we see POT reverse it and lift and slam Stalker onto the mat with an Attitude Adjustment. Hooking the leg we see the referee make the count and Orton tackle Punk as he tried to break the cover. Three seconds later and it's over.
Winner: "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton and "The Professor" Bob Cena
On the outside of the ring, we see Sheamus stand up and nod slowly at Orton in the ring, before turning and leaving as abruptly as he showed up. Orton is perplexed for a minute, but shrugs it off. Kurt & POT then shake hands as the crowd in Orlando begins to boo them, he laughs at all of them while POT wipes the sweat from his head, Orton goes over to grab a mic and sits down in the indian position.
Don Chuckles: Well let's hear what Orton & POT have to say because this I think Phil will be the new wave of tag team wrestling right here.
Phil Latio: Orton did the right thing by turning on these idiots, all of them to be exact and POT is molding this young man into what he truly can be someday... a changed man.
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
Change. It's something we are all not used to, but must acquire in life to get better, become stronger and to obtain goals in life that are higher from what we soon expect... see you people want the good ol' POT & KO back from the dead to resurrect your petty cheers and whining... but see the thing is... we are tired of being your lap dogs, your servants to cater for because this is a business we are going to soon take over physically by single handedly taking out every single superstar who promotes these failures.
Take Jacob Senn for example, he's getting a world title match tonight only by beating and almost injuring the poor, defenseless piece of trash that I just got done punting in the skull with my life and that's Gravespawn. See he was just a stepping stone just like Punk on our way to the tag titles but the problem is that the two people that were in this ring have held the World Title. Jacob Senn will choke tonight and that's the biggest promotion of failure Thy WWE and Vince McMahon wanna see rise to the top... Vince your poster boy will crumble and The Legend Killas guarantee it!
Orton smirks and gives the mic to POT as the fans continue to boo them. Cena looks around at the people of Orlando and smirks at them before talking.
Bob Cena:
Faith! Operation Fuck Up are bonded by faith. And unlike Bret "The Hitman" Hart and Joey The Bastard's faith in Merlin and Beno, our faith will be rewarded. As we will unite for the greater good, we will unite for one common goal. And that is to have all of the gold in this company surround us. And when I eventually get the shot that I have earned against either Jacob or Beno then Operation Fuck Up will be the most powerful force in ThyWWE.
The crowd begins to shout insults at the duo which makes PoT laugh and shake his head to show his disapproval.
Bob Cena:
What you just witnessed was leadership by example, and this was just step one. I've heard all of the rumours, that Operation Fuck Up is simply a dictatorship so that I can get my own way, that is a lie ladies and gentlemen. Operation Fuck Up is like a school and I'm the teacher. Now there is no more Mr Nice Cena, I'm doing things my way, and I'm not gonna stop until every member of the group gets what they deserve.
Cena drops the microphone, holding his arms out wide to the fans and shouting.
Bob Cena:
BEST IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!
ThyWWE Monday Night Raw goes to a commercial break as the trio leave the ring.
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 5: Nero/Morgan vs. Joey The Bastard
(Handicap Non-Title match)
When we return from the commercial break we see Nero and Morgan in the ring. Out walks Joey The Bastard from the back, walking midway down the ramp we see Joey stop, snort derisively and tells a camera man filming him to come in close. Looking dead at the camera, we see a look of anger come across Joey's face as he starts to speak.
Joey The Bastard: Are you watching this General Manager Knight? This charade stops now, your vain attempt to try and torment us stops now. We aren't taking it anymore Christian, do you understand me!
Joey just turns around and walks up the ramp, the referee in the ring looks befuddled as the match is ruled a no contest.
Winner: No Contest
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 6: Sir Luscious Leftfoot/Mr Swag-A-Licious vs. Bret "The Hitman" Hart
Returning from the commercial break we see the entire Knights faction in the ring just dismantling Leftfoot and Swag-A-Licious. Getting a table from the outside of the ring, we see Hart and JTB lift Leftfoot onto the table and Beno set Swag up for a powerbomb. Beno then powerbombs Swag, onto Leftfoot and through the table. The Knights then stand tall over the fallen Swag and Leftfoot as a close up shot shows Beno now staring directly at the camera, mouthing to General Manager Knight directly on how this "stops tonight".
--COMMERCIAL--
--RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL--
Match 7: Beno vs. "The Saviour" Jacob Senn
(Thy WWE World Title)
"Savior" by Skillet plays and smoke begins to billow out onto the stage. We then see Jacob Senn arise from the bottom of the stage with his arms extended with massive disapproval from the crowd. When he is completely on the stage, we see Jacob Senn look up and give a devilish smirk to the crowd. He walks down the ramp as he hears the remarks and insults from the crowd, but shows no recognition towards them. He begins to walk up the steps and then walks the apron. He stops and does his signature taunt as he then enters the ring. He walks to the center of the ring, does his signature taunt again and then goes to the corner to wait.
“I made it by Kevin Rudolf” blares over the loud speakers. The lights dim as Beno makes it to the arena. Beno walks onto the stage. He poses for a moment as red and gold pyros shoot off. He cocks a smirk as he begins walking to the ring. He slides into the ring and ascends the turnbuckle with arms held high.
Jacob Senn strikes first as he takes matters into his own hands as he strikes Beno in the back with a hard right handed blow. Beno drops to a knee as Senn continues to drop more right handed blows. Looking down and seeing his attack effective, we now see Senn pull Beno up to his feet and hook him in the stomach and then once in the chest. The weight behind it causes Beno to stagger backwards, and as Senn charges, the momentum instantly changes as we see Beno hook Senn and sting him with a power slam. Immediately hooking the leg and going for a pinfall out of instinct, we see the referee drop down and begin the count
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Senn kicks out.
We then see Beno pull Senn to his feet and hook him in an abdominal stretch in the center of the ring. Screaming for Senn to give it up, we see the official come in to make sure Senn is okay. Senn is defiantly shaking his head no as Beno gets a quick grin on his face before clubbing Senn in the chest twice. The referee points at Beno and screams at him to not do that again which only causes him to chuckle. After looking straight at the referee before hitting one more clubbing blow of his own, we see Beno lift Senn up into a pump handle and drop him down onto the mat. Senn flops around momentarily holding his back, but quickly covers up as Beno mounts him and starts to hit some stiff sounding closed fist left and right hands. Blatantly defying the rules now, we see the referee get gutsy as he pushes Beno off of Senn and warns him that if he doesn’t knock it off that he will get disqualified. Jacob Senn quickly try to pull himself to his feet, but he is dropped back down to the mat as Beno stings him with a big boot. Beno then immediately gets on top of Senn and hooks both legs…the official slides into position and starts the count.
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Senn kicks out.
Beno stands up and nods almost knowingly, like he was expecting it to take more than that to put his opponent away. Senn gets up quickly once again, and Beno walks over to inflict further damage. But Senn surprises him with a clothesline, Beno doesn’t go down though and is simply rocked by it. Senn kicks Beno in the stomach and throws another clothesline. The thud would be enough to knock down a lesser man, but Beno is still standing. We then see Senn start throwing some right hands, before throwing another clothesline which knocks Beno backwards into the corner. Senn quickly follows up by running and stinging Beno with a corner splash before delivering several knife edge chops. Beno winces with each stinging blow, and we can see the skin of his opponent getting red from the damage. Senn then jogs backwards and comes in a second time, sandwiching him with another corner splash. This time Beno staggers forwards, and Senn drops down low, lifting Beno up onto his shoulders and slamming him down onto the mat with a samoan drop. Senn then hits Beno with two elbows before rolling over and hooking the leg of his opponent for the cover. The referee gets into position and makes the count
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Beno kicks out.
Senn then gets back to his feet and awaits Beno to rise, when he gets back to his feet Senn stings him with a right hand. But despite getting rocked, Beno quickly fires back with a left hand of his own. In the center of the ring, we now see Beno and Senn thump each other with hard lefts and rights, going blow for blow until Senn blocks a Beno left, kneeing him in the stomach before grabbing him by the head and dropping him into the mat with a DDT. Beno bounces off the mat and is staring up at the ceiling as Senn gets back to his feet and bounces off the ropes. Coming back towards him, Senn jumps up and connects with an elbow drop onto the chest of Beno before grabbing his legs and going for another cover. The referee slides into position and starts to administer the count.
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Beno kicks out.
Thoroughly in control, we now see Senn pull his adversary to his feet and once again knee him in the midsection. Senn takes the arm of Beno and puts it over his head, before hitting him with a vertical suplex. Keeping the arm locked, we see Senn gyrate his hips and we immediately know what he is going for. Senn uses momentum to get himself and Beno back up, hitting a second vertical suplex, we see Senn immediately shake and wiggle and get back up. Going for a third vertical suplex he tries to connect agaian but we see Beno block the move. Beno then tries to lift Senn over for a vertical suplex, but now it’s Senn who roots himself down. Senn then uses muscle to heave him up and over, connecting with the third vertical suplex. Beno is holding his back on the mat as Senn gets on top of him and goes for another cover. Screaming for the referee we see him slide into place and administer the count.
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Beno kicks out.
Beno kicks out and now we can see Senn start to show some signs of frustration. Jacob Senn, stands back up and taps his head and gets a grin on his face, we see him look down at Beno and once again pull him to his feet. Trying to continue his domination, we see Senn leap up and go for a dropkick, but Beno smacks his legs away and moves as Senn falls to the mat. Senn immediately springs back up and charges towards Beno, it looked almost as if he was going for a spear, but Beno is able to partially counter it and he has Senn in a modified front face lock. Moving further up, we see Beno have a gut wrench on Senn. Lifting his opponent up, we see Beno drill Senn into the mat with a power bomb. The sound of Senn’s body smacking into the mat, not only knocks the wind out of him, but also causes a few of the fans in the front row to wince. Beno then drops down and bear hugs around Senn’s chest before pulling him to his feet. Beno then contorts his body and slams Senn back down onto the mat with a belly to belly suplex before dropping down and going for another cover. It only takes the referee a moment to slide in and start to make the count.
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Jacob Senn kicks out.
Beno wastes no time as he pulls Senn up to his feet. Beno once again blatantly defies the rules as he thumbs Senn in the eye before hooking him and slamming Senn down and over his knee with a backbreaker. Senn flops around on the mat, and Beno immediately gets back up before throwing his hands in the air and screaming defiantly. The fans boo him for some reason, but the negative reaction only seems to make Beno smile as he goes towards the corner and slaps his leg. It looks as if Beno is gearing up to go for the end and put this match away. Letting another howl escape from his midsection, we see Beno charge as Senn gets back to his feet. Lifting his leg, we see the champ go for a running kick, but Senn is able to counter and kick Beno hard in the stomach. Seizing what may be his only chance to finish this, Senn looks for an opening and when he finds it he launches his leg towards Beno and connects him with Judgement But Senn is still hurt, and he is unable to go for the cover right away. It takes him a couple of seconds to go for the cover, and when he finally does, the referee makes the quick count.
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Beno kicks out.
The fans in the arena are starting to clap at the battle being fought between these two competitors. Looking towards the top rope, we see Senn get a gleam in his eyes as he climbs onto the apron and starts to climb to the top rope. But Senn, still weary from the damage caused is slow to get to the top rope. The extra time causes Beno to roll over and see what Senn is going for. Finally Senn stands tall on the top rope and panders to the crowd, leaping off we see him go for a frog splash. But in an amazing display of quickness as Jacob Senn flips through the air and comes down, we see Beno spring up and catch Senn knee strike to his face. Jacob Senn stagger and Beno moves in quickly and heaves him up for the Beno Bomb. Beno connects and sends him towards the canvas with a sickening thud. Beno goes for the cover as the referee slides in and makes the count.
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Jacob Senn Kicks Out
Beno is now visible frustrated as he stands up and awaits for Senn to get back to his feet. It takes Senn a few moments to use the ropes to get back to his feet, once again we see Beno charge and grab Senn for a Beno Bomb, but Senn is able to use his instincts and sidestep again. Senn then grabs Beno and tries to use his own momentum against him and go for Judgement. But Beno is able to counter and muscle Senn up and into position for the Beno Bomb. Beno connects and sends Jacob Senn towards the canvas and he quickly goes for the cover and the referee slides into position and once again makes the count.
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Winner: Beno
After the match is over, we see the Knights come into the ring and Beno get handed a microphone by Bret Hart. We see Beno start to mockingly clap for a moment before starting to speak.
Beno: A celebration is definitely in order, our fearless leader Christian Knight finally won a match last week. t
Catching the cue, we see the other Knights start to clap as well.
Beno: Too bad everybody, and god do I mean everybody has beaten Kurt Orton. Winning a match against Kurt Orton is akin to getting nailed by a whore in Las Vegas, a guarantee, an absolute certainty if you will.
It doesn’t change a single thing Christian, the entire locker room views you as a joke, a failure as a professional wrestler, a weasel who literally fell ass backwards into a position and now thinks he is some sort of impact player. I’ve heard your verbal jabs, I’ve seen your vain attempts at power plays, watched you walk around the locker room swinging your dick like you’re on top of the mountain. Why are you trying so hard Christian? Is it because you’re sincerely trying to bring some semblance of order to the locker room? Are you trying to channel your inner protagonist, have your cheesy happy ending where you vanquish us and ride off into the sunset the victor?
Or is it because you’re JEALOUS
Do you see the shiny gold belt on my shoulders, do you see the gold that the Knights hold and do you feel a state of envy come over you Christian?
That’s the real truth isn’t it Christian. You are jealous of me, you are jealous of the group of men that I am standing with. Your own inadequacies and shortcomings started you on this naïve quest and I’m telling you right now that it stops tonight. You’re done trying to turn us against one another, you’re done trying to pretend something that you’re not, and you are just simply done, kind of like your career.
Beno starts to chuckle for a moment before continuing.
Christian, you act as if you’re the man, but this gold belt that I possess says that I am the man.
But I’m going to take a page out of your book, essentially take matters into my own hands. Christian, I am going to give you a chance to become the man, to have that career defining moment you so desperately seek. I am challenging you Christian Knight to fight me at the next pay per view with my World Title on the line!
It takes no time at all for “Written In The Stars” by Tinie Tempah to kick on and General Manager Christian Knight make his way out from the back. Knight has a microphone in his hand and he is grinning as he looks down at the Knights and Beno in the ring. The music kicks off and we see Christian start to chuckle as he speaks.
General Manager Knight: This is growing tedious, how many times will you harp on the same stuff there champ? But I tell you what, I accept, but let’s make this a bit more interesting. Christian Knight vs. Beno for the Thy WWE World Title, if I win, then you and the Renaissance Fair rejects must disband forever.
Hart and JTB look shocked at the challenge, but Beno just smiles for a second before responding.
Beno: If we’re raising the stakes there “sir”, let’s make it interesting.
When, not if, I win…you will not only step down from your position as General Manager but you will be forced to leave Thy WWE again, but this time it’s for good!
What do you say there “boss”?
Now it’s Christian’s turn to smile and nod.
General Manager Knight: I hope you know what you’re doing and what you’re getting yourself into “champ”. You’re on and I’ll see you at the pay per view!
General Manager Knight lowers his microphone and the show ends with the two men trash talking after the monumental challenge being made and accepted.
--SHOW ENDS--
credit to Knight
