Oppression 2013 Results (LIVE)

[Dominic Reynolds]

Thy WWE Presents:

[shadow=red,left,300]Oppression[/shadow]

May 27th, 2013
Live from: Mercedes-Benz Superdome, New Orleans, LA

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PPV Dark Match:
Battle Royal
TV Title #1 Contender

The match begins and we see Swag-A-Licious already in the ring as Shawn Michael's theme music hits and the crowd stands up screaming as his music plays. Shawn comes out his arms wide and spins. He stands on the stage and smiles at the crowd.

He throws his arms out wide and spins around smiling. He moves down the ramp shaking hands on both sides as he moves down the ramp. He climbs up the apron and looks around. He balances on his left leg and drops his back onto the middle rope throwing himself forward and underneath the top rope. He stands in the ring spinning himself around bouncing to the middle.

He stops and preforms his signature stretch and flex. As he flexes the fireworks shot out up and down behind him and he stands up and goes towards a ring post then stops. He backs up to his spot and holds up two fingers on both of his hands. "You know whats coming." He says and does the DX crotch chop as more pyro's go off forming an X behind him four times. Shawn climbs up a ring post and points to the crowd as they scream and cheer.

Shawn waits in one of the corners across Swag.

Kane's theme blares over the loud speakers. Kane 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. The bell starts the match.

DING DING DING


Swag is the first to slide out of the ring. Wanting no part of HBK nor Kane. Kane and HBK grapple up and using his weight advantage, Kane kicks HBK in the mid-section and irish whips him. HBK comes back and runs into a clothesline. Kane places his boot on HBK's chest and before realizing it was a battle royal. The crowd laughs at Kane.

HBK holds his head as Kane cocks a grin, Kane picks up the Show Stopper and throws a upper cut to Shawn's throat. Shawn hits the match and reaches for his throat in pain. Kane runs to the ropes but Swag grabs the foot of Kane. Kane kicks his way out of the hands of Swag's and then reaches out of the ring and grabs Swag by the hair. He pulls him up onto the apron.

Swag drops down with a gauntlet, Kane flies backwards as Shawn connects with a reverse DDT.

Shawn picks up Kane and kicks him in the gut and then does a standing drop kick to Kane's knees. A big mans weak spot is his knees! Shawn rolls up as Kane is now on one knee. HBK runs at the ropes once again but this time Swag grabs the feet of Shawn, Shawn drops head first into the mat. Swag runs into the ring and runs at Kane but Kane shoots up and places his hand around Swag's throat.

Kane lifts Swag and connects with a CHOKESLAM! Kane picks up Swag and throws him over the top ropes an d Swag hits the hard floor.

Swag eliminated

Kanes laughs at Swag, and just as Kane turns around, Shawn hits Kane with a SWEET CHIN MUSIC. Kane goes flying over the top ropes and hits the ground right next to Swag.

Kane eliminated

Winner and new number one contender: Shawn Michaels!

Phil Latio: Next week Shawn Michaels will face Demmie for the TV title!

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Match 1: Demmie Mae (c) vs. Jesse Neal
(Thy WWE TV Title)

Don Chuckles: To kick us off ladies and gentlemen, a match for the Television Championship.

Phil Latio: The first Knights of the Roundtable title defense of the evening, can Jesse Neal bring an end to Demmie's long reign?

Don Chuckles: Dont be a fool Phil, Demmie's a Knight, they were born to wipe the floor with chumps like Jesse Neal.

"Reconnect" by Destropy blares over the loud speakers. Jesse Neal 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.

Phil Latio: Demmie is going to have her work cut out for her tonight, Jessie Neal is a monster of a man, not to mention he was trained by one of the best tag teams in wrestling history; Team 3D.

"The Beautiful People" by Marilyn Manson blasts around the arena as the fans immeadiatly begin booing. Demmie Mae walks out from the back, with Television Championship around her waist as the booing increases.

Don Chuckles: These fans need to learn a lesson in respect, this woman is the first ever female Television Champion, she's a pioneer for Christ's sake.

Demmie walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. She takes the Championship from around her waist and holds it up to the sky staring at Jesse as she does so. She hands the belt to the referee who holds it up to the fans in attendance, then shows it to each competitor before handing it to the ring announcer, Steve Cruise.

Steve Cruise: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is for the ThyWWE Television Championship and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first the challenger, weighing in at 230 pounds, coming from Orlando, Florida, Jesse Neal!

A small cheer is heard as Steve continues.

Steve Cruise: And his opponent, coming from Houston, Texas, the defending reigning Champion, Demmie Mae!

Steve exits the ring and the ref signals for the bell as the match gets underway. The two competitors circles the ring sizing the each other up, before locking up in the centre of the ring. Jesse uses his strength to get the better of Demmie and pushes her back into the corner. He drives a knee into her gut and she drops to a knee. Jesse grabs Demmie's right arm and fires her across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle, quickly following up with a vicious clothesline, dropping Demmie into a seated position against the ropes. Jesse grabs Demmies ankles but she starts to kick out at him, one leg breaking free from his grasp and then the other, as she escapes under the bottom rope.

Phil Latio: Impressive start here from the challenger.

Jesse is right on Demmie's tail, playing a game of cat and mouse as he chases her around the ring. Demmie slides into the ring, followed by Jesse, only to be met by the right boot of the champion to the skull.

Don Chuckles: Fantastic move by the champion

Demmie picks up Neal and whips him into the ropes, as he returns she tries to deliver an arm drag, but he blocks it and tries one of his one, which the champion blocks. Jesse throws a punch towards the head of Demmie, but she ducks, bounces off the ropes and delivers a forearm to the head of Neal, sending the big man down. He rolls out of the ring to escape the danger zone as the champion taunts the crowd. Seeing his opportunity, Jesse quickly slides into the ring and brings Demmie down to the mat with a Lou Thez Prez, and then starts throwing lefts and rights at her head. Jesse gets to his feet and this time Demmie rolls out of the ring to regroup. Jesse quickly makes a move towards Demmie, performing a Suicide Dive to the outside, Demmie sees this however and moves, sending Neal crashing into the barricade. Demmie crawls back into the ring and is happy to take a break while the ref counts Jesse out.

...ONE...







...TWO...

Neal is quickly up, shaking the cobwebs out of his head. Demmie goes out to meet him, delivering a left boot to the right leg of Neal, and another, and another.

Don Chuckles: Smart strategy, take out the legs of the big man, which takes away his power base.

Demmie grabs the arm of Neal and fires him shoulder first into the steel steps. Neal screams in pain as he connects with the steps, bringing a sadistic grin to the face of the champion. Demmie wastes no time in bringing the fight to the challenger, and begins working on the right leg of Neal again, kicking and stomping on it. The referees count gets to eight, which Demmie acknowledges, rolls in to the ring and rolls back out to continue the punishment. She takes the top layer of the steel steps and throws it to the side as Neal slowly tries to drag himself towards the barricade, to help himself up. But Demmie gets a hold of his ankle, delivering boots to the back of his leg to stop him. She drags Neal by the ankle and carefully places his injured leg on to the steel. The crowd start booing as she smirks around at them. She places her foot on top of Neal's knee as he begs and pleads with her. But its no use, she lifts up her foot and then drives it back down into the knee, leaving Neal squriming in agony.

Phil Latio: Somebody stop this! Neal's knee may be smashed to pieces!

Don Chuckles: I've said it before, and I'll say it again Phil, this is wrestling for God's sake not ballet.

Demmie is happy with her work and slides back into the ring as the referee gets to a count of four.

...FIVE...







...SIX...







Neal crawls towards the barricade, and begins to try to pull himself up.

...SEVEN...







...EIGHT...








...NINE...







Neal is at a vertical position and throws himself into the ring bringing the fans to their feet, and dismay to the champion. Demmie gets to work on the bad knee instantly, on her knees throwing right hooks at it in anger. She grabs the leg and locks in a single legged Boston Crab, applying extra pressure to the knee. Jesse screams out in pain as the fans rally behind him.

"Tap! Tap you son of a bitch!"

Demmie hurls abuse at Jesse as he tries to drag himself towards the ropes. In an attempt to stop it, Demmie sits back, applying extra pressure to the lower back now also. Jesse raises his hand, looking like he is going to tap.

Don Chuckles: This is it! Jesse's gonna tap!

Jesse tries to twist his body around, to break free of the hold..........Which he manages to do! And he kicks Demmie off of him. Jesse gradually starts to make it to his feet, as Demmie climbs to the top rope. When Neal reaches a vertical base, Demmie leaps off of the top rope at him..............

Phil Latio: SPEAR!!!!!!!!! NEW CHAMPION!!!!!!!!

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...TWO...











...THR-KICKOUT!!!

Demmie manages to get her shoulder up, shocking the challenger, who thought he had won the championship for sure. He debates with the referee, screaming at him.

"That was three!"

The ref holds up two fingers back to him, telling him that he only got a two count. Jesse punches the mat three times in disbelief, before slowly, gradually climbing back to his feet. He goes to the corner and signals for another spear, bringing the fans in the arena to their feet again. Demmie uses the ropes to help herself up as Jesse stalks his prey. Jesse launches himself at her but she dodges, but Neal stops himself before he goes flying into the ring post. He turns around and Demmie fires a Super Kick at him but he grabs her foot. Demmie tries to break free, by throwing lefts and rights at Jesse but none of her punches reach their destination. Neal kicks her standing leg, sending the champ down to the mat, before dropping an elbow on her chest.

Phil Latio: I can feel it Don, a new Champion will be crowned tonight.

Don Chuckles: Dont be an idiot Phil, Demmie's a Knight. Never count a Knight out.

Neal picks Demmie up and irish whips her into the ropes, but Demmie springboards off of the ropes and delivers a sweet kick to the chin of Jesse. Jesse drops like a ton of bricks and looks out for the count.

Don Chuckles: What a thunderous reversal by Demmie Mae, Jesse Neal looks down and out.

Demmie slowly drags herself over to Jesse and drapes an arm over his chest.

...ONE...











...TWO...











...THRE-KICKOUT!!!

Demmie screams out in frustration following the kickout. She picks him up and attempts a suplex but Neal blocks it and attempts one himself, but Demmie lands behind him, quickly locking in her Mantenga sueño del dragón.

Don Chuckles: This is it Phil! Nobody has ever broken out of this!

Phil Latio: Come on Jesse! You can do it!

The crowd rallies behind Jesse as he tries to fight out but it soon becomes evident that there is no chance of that happening. The pain becomes too much for Jesse Neal to handle and he taps out to the hold.

Winner: Demmi Mae

Demmie lets go of the hold and the referee hands her her Championship.

Don Chuckles: The Knights dominance of the championship gold in ThyWWE wins continues, and that's the way it is going to stay for a long, long time.

Demmie celebrates with her championship in the ring as ThyWWE Oppression goes to a commercial break.

ADVERTISE BREAK

[Dominic Reynolds]

RETURN FROM BREAK

Match 2:
"The Professor" Bob Cena vs. Bret Hart
If Bret wins, POT stops rapping, if POT wins Bret retires.
Last Man Standing

Phil Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, we still have a tremendous show lined up for you tonight on Pay-Per-View, and after that great opening contest, it's time for the Last Man Standing Match...

Don Chuckles: That's right, Latio, and I can't wait. In one hand, we have the youngest World Champion in the history of Thy WWE... I man who hasn't even reached his peak yet... A man who has many, many more years to come in his career in The Professor of Thuganomics, Bob Cena...

Latio: And in the other hand, we have the Excellence of Execution... The former five time World Champion... The veteran... The best there is... The best there was... And the absolute best there ever will be... Bret the Hitman Hart!

Chuckles: I can't wait to see these two guys beat the living hell out of each other to see who the better man is, Latio!

Latio: And that they will, Don... If you're looking for a wrestling match, look else where... This one is shaping up to be a straight up fight! For months now, Bret Hart and Bob Cena have been engaged in a war of words, and a war of violence. Cena beat Bret in his own match, a Submission match, at Anarchy. Both men have attacked each other's friends and family, but now it seems to be more personal then ever before!

Chuckles: You got it, Latio! Both men have something to lose in this one!

Latio: It's not about titles... It's not about getting to that next rung on the ladder in the title hunt... We all know it doesn't have a damn thing to with respect... It's about shutting the other man up, and shutting him up for good! If Bret Hart wins, Bob Cena has promised to never again rap in a Thy WWE ring, or anywhere else for that matter!

Chuckles: Yeah, but if Cena wins, The Hitman is gonna have to retire... And this time for good! The contract's been signed, Latio!

Latio: Either way, somebody is giving up something that they love to do, Don! But, the man with the most to lose has to be the Hitman, Don...

Chuckles: Oh, no doubt, Latio... Bret Hart's storied career could very well come to an end here tonight and none of us will ever see him again! But, the Hitman is a Knight of the Round Table, and even though I disagree with his recent change of attitude in recent weeks, I am confident that The Hitman will one again overcome to odds, and pull through like he always has. Bret's not getting screwed tonight!

Latio: It will, with out a doubt, be the biggest test that Bret Hart has ever faced... He's beaten Diesel... He's beaten Yokozuna... He's beaten The Phenom himself, but Bob Cena has beaten every single legend he's come in contact with. He's younger, he's faster, and he is for sure more aggressive and ruthless, and I don't like Bret Hart's chances in this match. Especially with Crack at ringside...

Chuckles: Bret has the Knights, Latio... Where you're a Knight, you live together, and you die together...

-Almost on cue, we cut to the back to see Bret Hart at the gorilla position. At his side are, JTB and Beno...

JTB: Come on, man, don't do this... We can help you.

Bret: No. I have to do this on my own... My whole career I've done it this way, and if this is my last match, I'll be proud to know that I went out like a man... On my own.

JTB: Beno, are we just gonna stand by and let him go out there? It'll be two on one!

Beno: Bret has made his decision, and we must honor that. Good luck, my brother...

-Beno shakes Bret's hand.-

Bret: Thank you... I knew you would understand. You're a great Champion, and I may not always agree with the way you deal with things, but I am proud to be your friend.

Beno: The feeling is mutual... Now get out there and beat the hell out of that little piss ant.

JTB: This is bullshit, man!

Bret: Ah, Joey... Somehow I knew you wouldn't understand. You have a bright future ahead of you. Don't change a damn thing about yourself. It's what sets you apart from all the others. And, boy, do you know how to party!

-JTB smiles a little before a faint look of sadness forms on his face. All of a sudden, JTB embraces The Hitman with a big hug. Bret looks surprised, and chuckles a bit.-

Bret: Haha, okay okay... Guys, you're making sound like I'm going to die... Don't worry... I'll be right back...

-The squeal of the guitar rips through the arena and the crowd goes wild.-

Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, here he comes! The Hitman!

-Bret stands on the top on the ramp, soaking in what could be the last reaction of his career. And it very well could be the greatest reaction he's ever gotten. What a way to go out... Bret stands there for a few seconds in his signature pink and black, and his custom leather jacket that reads "Too Old to Die Young".-

Latio: This could be the night where The Hitman finally does die!

Chuckles: Don't be so morbid, Latio! Have faith in the Hitman!

-Bret starts to make his way down the ramp, high fiving the fans at ringside. He walks around the ring, and then picks a lucky fan to give his pink shades to. Bret pulls the shades off his head then kisses them before placing them on a young fans head.-

Latio: Smart move by Bret Hart in leaving Julie in the back for this one, Don...

Chuckles: You're damn right, Latio... Who knows what Bob Cena would do to her if he got his hands on her out here in front of the world?

Latio: Well, I'd like to think that Bob Cena had better morals than that, but he has done some unforgivable things...

-Bret walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. He does his usual pose towards the hard camera, and then to the opposite side for the fans to have a photo opportunity.-

Steve Cruise: Introducing first, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada... Bret... HITMANNNNN... HART!

Latio: The crowd is deafening with their cheers! They know as well as everybody else that if this truly is Bret Hart's last match, they will go down in history as having the privilege of being here live and in person to witness it.

Chuckles: I am honored to be out here to call it!

Latio: You can count me in on that one, Don!

-Bret stands in the ring as his music dies down. The crowd doesn't die down, though. They continue to cheer loudly for the Hitman. Bret has a smile on his face, and mouths the words thank you, then he focuses his attention up the ramp, waiting for his opponent.-

-"Unorthodox" hits and the SuperDome remains deafening, but not in a positive manner. Bob Cena walks out from the back back wards wearing his Operation F-Up shirt, with his name on the back. He spins around to stare out in to the sea of raging animals shouting obscenities his way. Cena laughs and starts to make his way down the ramp. Cena stops half way down the ramp and looks behind him at Crack... But Crack isn't there... The music continues to play as Cena looks confused. He holds his arms out while looking at the the entrance way, calling for Crack, but Crack isn't coming out.-

Latio: What's going on here, where is Crack? Those guys are joined at the hip!

-On the TitanTron, Cena's video cuts out and the whole stadium can now see JTB and Beno laying the boots to Crack in a hall way backstage. JTB picks Crack up and slams Crack face first in to a cement wall. Beno picks up Crack and slams him into a door, forcing the door open. The door leads to a parking lot. beno slams the door shut with Crack outside the building. He turns to a security guard...-

Beno: Don't let that piece of garbage back in to this building or you'll have me to answer to!

-The guard nods as JTB and Beno walk off down the hall way back to the Knights lock room.-

Latio: Oh my God! The Knights have evened the oods!

Chuckles: Bret Hart told them to stay in the back during the match, and they did just that! He never said anything about taking Crack out before the match! Brilliant!

-Bob Cena is freaking out. he looks back in the ring at Bret. Bret his nodding his head, gesturing to Cena to get in the ring. Cena looks a little nervous, but he still gets down his knees for a second then explodes up yelling "BEST IN THE WORLD!" Then Cena sprints towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Bret charges and Cena charges and the two start to engage in a vicious slug fest to start to match.-

Steve Cruise: And his opponent... From Belfast, Ireland... The Professor of Thuganomics.... BOB CEEEEENNNNNAAAAAA!

-Cruise quickly exits the ring as Bret and Cena hammer away on each other's faces. The crowd is going absolutely insane at this point and are solely behind The Hitman. Both men connect to the other jaw with hard right and lefts. Bret connects with a hard hay maker to Cena's jaw, and Cena stumbles a little. Bret takes this chance to take him down with a double leg take down, and then mounts him, continuing to rain down with a rights and lefts...-

Latio: This is looking more like a UFC fight than it is a wrestling match!

Chuckles: We knew it was going to turn out like this, Latio!

-Cena rolls over on top of Bret and start to rain down with his own fists as the group boos. After a few shots, Bret rolls over and gets on top to a cheer from the crowd. He throws punches and elbows to the skull of Cena until Cena rolls on top again and the crowd boos louder then before. Bret rolls over once again and the crowd erupts with cheers. The ref looks like his head is going to explode as he tries to separate the two. He finally does and both men are standing back. The ref calls for the bell...

*DING DING DING*

At the sound of the bell, both men lunge at each, picking up where they left off, hammering away on each other to the roar of the crowd. Bret takes control and starts to drive some hard punches in to Cena's gut. Cena stumbles back and Bret charges, clothselining Cena over the top rope and out of the ring. The roars at this, but Bret doesn't give Cena a chance, and follows him out of the ring. Cena tries to run but Bret grabs him by the head and slams his face in to the announce table. Cena is panicking now, and swings wildly, but Bret ducks and slams Cena's face in to the table again. Cena bounces off and hits the floor. Bret winds up and boots Cena square in the temple. Cena is out of it after that boot. He lays on the mat outside the ring as the ref starts to count, but Bret shoves him aside and continues the assault...-

Latio: Bret Hart doesn't want this match to end quickly. He wants to make The Professor suffer, just like Cena made Bret's family suffer!

Chuckles: Keep on him, Hitman!

-Bret whips Cena hard in to the steel steps, causing them to seperate, and the ref can do nothing but stand by and watch, waiting for a chance to count one of them out. Pain shoots through the shoulder of Cena and he screams out in pain. Bret drags Cena by the leg over to the bottom half of the steps and slams Cena's leg ankle first on the steps. The pain in Cena's shoulder feels like a tickle compared to the pain he feels when his ankle connects with the corner of those steel steps and he screams out louder than he's ever screamed before. Bret grabs Cena and pulls him up, then slams his face in to the flat half of the steel steps. Cena bounces off but doesn't go down. Bret boots him in the gut and locks his head in a front face lock, then snaps him over with a snap suplex, complete with Cena's knees hitting the steel steps. Cena howls in agony as the crowd begins to chant for Bret Hart.-

Latio: I don't know if this is a part of Bret Hart's game plan or not, but he is doing some real damage to the legs of Bob Cena with those steel steps.

Chuckles: Of course it's part of his game plan, Latio! He's the Excellence of Execution!

-Bret has Cena up again and slams his face in to the ring post, then rolls him in to the ring. Bret follows up by getting on the apron, and climbing the turnbuckle, and leaping off, hitting a fore arm smash to the face of Bob Cena. Then Bret tells the ref to count...

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Cena rolls over on to his stomach.










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Cena gets to his feet, but is limping a little bit. Bret attacks swiftly from behind with a chop block to the back of the knee. Cena clutches his leg, and Bret grabs it and drags him to the ropes. Cena yelps out at the motion and Bret drapes Cena's leg on the bottom rope. Cena starts to try to reason with Bret as Bret stands on Cena's foot. Bret looks out to the crowd as they cheer him on, then shakes his head at Cena. Bret then uses Cena's foot to bounces up and land on Cena's knee joint with his rear end. Cena screams, and Bret grabs his leg again, and repeats the same sequence. Cena's leg feels like it's being ripped apart by the latest customer of KFC as Bret jumps up and lands on his knee joint for a third time. Bret grabs Cena's leg but Cena desperately starts to fight back. He gets to one leg and Bret has hold of the other. Cena attempts a spinning heel kick, but Bret ducks and Cena falls flat on his face. Bret then drags Cena to the corner. Bret slides under the bottom rope while holding Cena's legs. Bret then tugs on Cena's legs, sending him crotch first in to the ring post. Bret then wrings Cena's leg around the ring post a few times, then locks in a figure four leg lock around the ring post. Cena shrieks in horror as his knee is ripped and torn around the ring post. He claws at the mat, trying to pull himself free but it's no use. He eventually gives up as Bret Hart keep him in the hold for a good thirty seconds before letting go. Cena is in shock. He can't move. The ref starts the count...

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Cena starts to move.










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Cena reaches up and grabs the second ropes with his right hand










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Cena reaches up with his left hand and grabs the second rope.










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Cena starts to pull himself up.










Bret Hart sees that Cena is getting up and grabs his legs again and pulls him groin first for a second time in to the ring post. Then he locks in the ring post figure four for once again. Cena is in desperation mode now, grabbing at the referee, trying to pull himself free. But Bret's hold is too strong.-

Latio: True domination in of the holds displayed here tonight by Bret Hart!

Chuckles: How Cena will be able to stand after this is beyond me, Latio!

-Bret pulls down hard, causing Cena to bellow in pain. Bret keeps Cena in the hold for longer this time. A good minute and a half. Cena looks to be fading fast, and Bret lets go. Cena lies there motionless as the ref counts....

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Cena's hand starts to move with out purpose.










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His hand somehow grabs the second rope.










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Cena musters up all of the strength left in his body to pull himself away from the corner.











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Cena is up! And Bret his back in the ring. Cena stands for a second, but then his knees buckle and he's back down again. Bret grabs Cena by the head, and Cena, out of desperation, hits Bret below the belt with a low blow. Bret falls over on his back in pain as the crowd boos. Cena pulls himself up using the ropes. He can barely stand. The smallest amount of weight that he puts on his knees send arrows of pain through his nerves. But, Cena is standing now... Barely. Bret gets to one knee, and Cena hits him back down with an enziguri kick that may have caused more damage to himself than it did Bret. Bret is done, and Cena is pounding away on his own shoulder, trying to transfer some of the pain away from his knees. Cena is up, and Bret is up. Cena connects with a wild European uppercut that sends Bret reeling. Cena's shock has caused to to be impervious to the pain for the time being as he jumps to the top rope and hits Bret Hart with a shining wizard kick...-

Latio: Word Up from the Professor! What a move out of of nowhere!

Chuckles: Get up, Bret!

-Cena is starting to gain some momentum now. He can't feel the pain but he is starting to shake. He runs to the corner, hops up, and quickly flips off, landing on Bret with an amazing moonsault given the circumstances. The crowd continues to boo as Cena yells a them to the shut the &%^$ up. Cena grabs Bret's head and drives his knee into Bret's upper back, in between the shoulder blades while wrenching back on Bret's chin. Cena holds Bret in the lock for some time, while trying to catch his breath. Then Cena lets Bret out and pulls him to his feet while favoring his knees. Cena whips Bret in to the ropes, but Bret reverses. Cena runs to the ropes, but his legs give out from under him. Cena yells out and rolls out of the ring. Bret is groggy in the ring, and it takes a few second for him to realize that Cena has rolled out of the ring. Bret walks over and looks out of the ring. Cena connects with a chain wrapped fist to the skull of Bret. Bret doubles over as Cena holds the chain over his head as the crowd boos.-

Latio: Cena must have stashed that chain under the ring for safe keeping earlier today! He was waiting for the right time, and that time was now!

Chuckles: Dammit! A smart move by a smart man, I'll give him that!

-Cena wraps the chain around his fist once more, and Bret gets to his feet. Cena lunges at Bret, taking him out with a chain shot Superman fist that busts Bret Hart open. Bret is down and out, and Cena is standing tall...

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Bret reaches up and touches his forehead.










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Bret looks at his hand and sees the blood. Bret then places his hand on the mat and starts to push him self up.











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Bret is getting to his feet. Cena yells at the ref to hurry up.










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Cena exits the ring as Bret has reached his feet. Cena goes over and grabs a steel chair. Bret is wobbly, and Cena slides in. Cena cracks Bret over the back of the head with the chair. Bret is down and the ref starts to count...

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In an amazing feat of heart and soul, The Hitman has pulled himself up. Cena cracks Bret across the back with the chair. Cena then starts to hammer away with the chair on the back on Bret's head...-

Latio: That's enough, dammit!

Chuckles: Yeah, I'm gonna have to agree with you...

-Cena cracks Bret on the back of the cranium one more time then demands the ref to count...











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Bret lays motionless.











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Bret starts to stir.











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Bret starts to pull himself up.











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Bret is almost up.











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Bret stumbles!











Te-

Latio: NO! Bret is back up!

Chuckles: Watch out!

-Cena has dropped the chair and has the chain again. He clubs Bret across the back with it then locks in a Chain Lock Choke with the chain...-


Latio: This is sick! He has to use weapons to beat him! There is no way Bret Hart can get out of this! Bret Hart's career is over! DAMMIT!

Chuckles: NO!

-Cena pulls back hard and Bret's eyes roll back in to his head. Bret is fading out...-

Latio: Bret Hart has passed out, and Cena still has him in the hold!

Chuckles: Let him out, you sick son of a bitch! This man is a damn legend! Have some compassion! Just let him die! Enough with the suffering!

-Cena lets Bret out of the hold, and then holds his hands in the air as if he'd won the match...

Latio: That cocky son of a bitch!

-Cena leaves the ring and starts to limp up the ramp in victory as the ref starts the count...


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Cena has ten fingers in the air, but the crowd is roaring... Cena turns around in disbelief to see Bret Hart stand in the middle of the ring, battered and bloodied. Cena yells out NO! as Bret Hart exits the ring and the two start to head straight for eachother-

Latio: How in the hell is Bret Hart still standing? He was down and out! He was damn near dead lying in the middle of that ring! He won't die! Bret Hart just won't die!

-The two men meet on the ramp and engage in a groggily slow slug fest. Bret punches Cena...

YAY!

Cena punches Bret

BOO!

Bret punches Cena

YAY!

Cena punches Bret

BOO!

YAY!

BOO!

YAY!

BOO!YAY!BOO!YAY!BOO!YAY!BOO!YAY!

Latio: These two men are leaving it all out there! It's not about pleasing the fans! It's about literally beating the hell out of the other man until he cannot stand any longer!

Chuckles: ...

Cena rakes Bret's eyes to a chorus of boos. Cena then drops Bret hard to the metal ramp with a huge a snap DDT. Bret is down again, and Cena is on the move...


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Bret is up and Cena takes him out a Legend Killa Super Kick. But Cena doesn't let the ref count. Instead Cena drags Bret toward the table. Cena lugs Bret up and lays him on the table. Then Cena slowly climbs up to the top turnbuckle.-

Latio: He's taking too much time!

Chuckles: Come on, Bret! Get outta there!

-Cena stands on the top rope, flipping the crowd off, and Bret explodes off of the table and meets Cena on the turnbuckle, taking out Cena's legs. Cena hits the turnbuckle nuts first. Bret grabs his head and sets him up...

Latio: Oh my God, don't do it! Comeon, Bret, it's not worth it!

Chuckles: Yes! Finish him!

-Bret Hart lifts Cena up and they both soar through the air in a Super Plex. Both men go through the table with the backs of their heads. Bret Hart went through the table almost head first.-

Latio: Bret hart broke his neck! It's over! Bret Hart is dead!

Chuckles: Did you see the way his head went through that tableÉ Jesus Christ!

Latio: Of course I saw it, God dammit! I was sitting right here watching it! Stop this before they kill each other!

-Neither man is moving.

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*DING DING DING*

Steve Cruise: Here is your winner.... "The Professor" Bob CEEEENNNNNAAAAA!!!!

Winner: "The Professor" Bob Cena

Cena celebrates as the show goes to another advertise break.

ADVERTISE BREAK

[Dominic Reynolds]

RETURN FROM BREAK

Match 3:
"The Prodigy" Kurt Orton vs. Sheamus
Street Fight

HIT!

THE!

SWITCH!



Ring Announcer: The following contest is a street fight, and will be scheduled for one fall... introducing first, accompanied by his wife AJ Orton, from Newark, NJ weighing in at 245 pounds... "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 smirking at the fans, as they begin to drown the two of them in a chorus of heavy booing. 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.

Phil Latio: We've seen the tension rise over the past couple months between Kurt Orton and Sheamus, and it all culminates here tonight

Don Chuckles: I think we're in for quite a battle here, and Kurt sure looks focused

He does his normal 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 concentration



Ring Announcer: And his opponent, from Dublin, Ireland...weighing in at 272 pounds...The Celtic Warrior.....Sheamus!

The crowd erupts into a frenzied, defeaning cheer as Sheamus walks out from behind the curtains, wearing bandaging tape around his ribs. He also carries a small duffle bag, which he sets down momentarily. He takes a moment to pause at the top of the ramp and looks across the arena at the audience, before holding his arms out to his sides, fists clenched, in his traditional gesture, yelling out a warcry.

Phil Latio: Sheamus makes his in ring return here tonight, a day many did not see happening again

Don Chuckles: Yes yes, a nice feel good story isn't it? You know what though? Problem is he is most likely rusty and not quite the same as before, and Kurt Orton laid him out on Raw. He isn't in any condition to keep up with Orton.

Sheamus strides down the ramp, tosses the duffle bag under the ring, and slides into the squared circle, immediately walking towards the center where Kurt is. AJ leaves the ring. Kurt immediately gets in his face and throws a punch.

DING DING DING!!

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Sheamus takes the first punch, his head going to the side for a moment. Sheamus rubs his jaw, then looks at Orton square in the eyes, and explodes into motion with a flurry of punches until Orton is backed up into the corner. Sheamus stops and takes a few steps backwards.

Phil Latio: As you said, rusty maybe, but Kurt does not want to get into a pure fist fight with Sheamus.

Orton cautiously comes back to the middle of the ring. Sheamus makes a motion as if to lock up with Orton, and Kurt does the same, but Sheamus stops in the middle of it and slips in a jab followed by a straight right punch. Sheamus grabs Orton and tosses him to the ropes. Off the rebound, Orton comes flying back, but still stunned from the early onslaught, gets taken down with a hard shoulder block. Orton gets back to his feet and Sheamus goes to toss him to the ropes again, but Orton counters. Sheamus goes bouncing off the ropes this time, but as he comes running back he gets nailed by a knee to the gut that sends Sheamus sprawling and holding his ribs in pain.

Phil Latio: Orton targeting those injured ribs of Sheamus

Don Chuckles: Smart move by Kurt, you can see the agony in Sheamus' eyes

Orton smirks, and stomps on Sheamus a few times, before picking him up, and dropping him quickly with a standing dropkick. He picks up Sheamus again and throws him to the ropes, but Sheamus reverses. Orton comes back off the ropes and Sheamus dips his shoulder to flip him over, but Orton sees is coming and kicks Sheamus in the face, causing him to straight up just a moment, enough time for Kurt to clothesline him over the top rope. Orton slides under the bottom ropes and grabs Sheamus by the hair, smacking his face hard into the ring apron. He goes over to the timekeeper's table, and grabs a chair, raising it high in the air as he approaches Sheamus, but gets kicked in the stomach. Sheamus grabs Orton by the arm and propels him hard into the ring steps. He collides into them hard enough to dislodge the top piece, and AJ looks on with worry. Sheamus grabs Orton's wrist and holds it ontop of the bottom piece, and stomps on his fingers.

Don Chuckles: Ouch, dirty move by Sheamus there, but it's all legal folks

Sheamus grabs the chair and tosses it into the ring. He turns around to grab Orton only to get hit with a spinning kick that sends him staggering. Orton charges him, driving his back into the ring post. He gets a hold of Sheamus and rams him twice more into it, then whips him hard into the guardrail.

Phil Latio: Those ring posts have absolutely no give to them. Kurt Orton is really taking the fight to Sheamus here

Don Chuckles: He is just all over him, not giving him a chance to breathe.

Orton looks under the ring and pulls out a table, setting it up outside the ring. He grabs Sheamus and lays him across it, before sliding into the ring and climbing the ropes to the top turnbuckle. Before he can get ready to jump, Sheamus rolls off of the table, and drags himself into the ring. Orton climbs down one step, leaps off the ropes as he steadies, as Sheamus gets to his feet, and clocks Sheamus with a nasty superman punch from the second rope. He goes for the pin.

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Orton brings Sheamus to his feet, and swings, but Sheamus ducks and grabs his arm, bring it up, around, and behind him, wrenching his shoulder with a hammerlock. Orton tries to fight back, but before he can make a move, Sheamus readjusts his grip, and lifts Orton up into the air, arm still behind his back, and hits a back suplex.

Phil Latio: Sheamus buying himself some time to recover

After a moment, Sheamus and Kurt get back to their feet, and Sheamus kicks Orton in the gut. He locks his head and hooks the arm, and lifts him up into the air, hitting a vertical suplex. He picks up Orton and lays into him with a few hard punches, then tosses him to the ropes, catching him with a spinning back elbow off the rebound. Orton gets to his feet but Sheamus pursues him, striking him with a European uppercut that sends him reeling to the ropes. Sheamus does not relent, grabbing him by the hair and taking him over to the turnbuckle, smashing his head on it, followed by multiple knees to the midsection.

Don Chuckles: Orton needs to create some space here so he can use his speed

Phil Latio: I agree Don, Sheamus is a tough brawler, and you don't want to play by his rules

Sheamus once again tosses Orton to the ropes. Sheamus, expecting Orton to bounce back, swings, but Orton hooks his arms on the ropes, halting his momentum, then drops down and slides outside of the ring. Sheamus pursues him, leaving the ring. Orton runs around the ring with Sheamus running after him. Orton slides back into the ring, and runs to the ropes.

Don Chuckles: Sheamus here is about to fall for the oldest trick in the book

Sheamus gets up onto the ring apron. As Orton is coming back fast off the ropes, Sheamus propels himself over the top and nails the incoming Kurt Orton with a flying shoulder, and he goes for the cover.

Phil Latio: Or not, brilliant move by Sheamus there

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Sheamus brings Orton to his feet, and once again goes to the bread and butter, hitting him with a hard right fist. Orton staggers back to the ropes, and Sheamus charges, but at the last moment Orton grabs the top rope and drops down, causing Sheamus to tumble over hard on the outside. Sheamus slowly gets to his feet and gets to the ring apron to climb up, but Orton is in action, using a baseball slide kick to nail Sheamus, sending him sprawling backwards into the guard rail. Orton slides out of the ring, and readjusts the table on the outside, then tosses Sheamus in the ring. Orton climbs the apron and the turnbuckles. He leaps into the air with an elbow drop, but Sheamus moves out of the way. Both men get to their feet, and Sheamus goes for the brogue kick, but Orton ducks out of the way, slips behind Sheamus, and lifts him up with a german suplex, followed by a pin.

Phil Latio: Great reversal by Orton there

Don Chuckles: He has his opponent well scouted

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Orton grabs the chair, and as Sheamus gets to his feet, he is nailed in the gut with the edge. Orton drops the chair, grabs the doubled over Sheamus, and DDT's him hard onto it. Instead of going for the cover, Orton keeps up the assault, picking up Sheamus, and dropping him gut first onto his knee, causing further damage to his ribs. Orton raises his arms into the air, the crowd booing him as he taunts his opponent, yelling at Sheamus. AJ looks on and smiles, clapping in approval. He stands back and watches Sheamus slowly getting to his feet, telling him to get up. Sheamus finally does, and swings at Orton, only for Orton to block it, and hook his other arm, hip tossing him to the ground, followed by a quick legdrop. He goes for a pin, but Sheamus kicks out at two.

Phil Latio: Kurt Orton mocking his opponent here

Don Chuckles: Well, he does have him on the ropes so to speak. He's trying to get into the mind of Sheamus here, as Sheamus has done with him the last couple months

Orton brings Sheamus to his feet and whips him to the ropes, as he stands at the other side of the ring. As Sheamus comes flying back, Orton dips down and straightens up, catapulting Sheamus over the ropes and crashing through the table outside the ring, lying in a broken mess.

Phil Latio: Dear lord, he is broken in half!

Don Chuckles: Sheamus just cannot compete with Kurt

Orton begins to laugh, an evil smile creeping on his face. He takes a minute to go over and kiss his wife, then walks around the ring. He picks up Sheamus, and rolls his limp body into the ring. Orton goes for the cover.

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Phil Latio: I admire the courage of Sheamus here, but he needs to just stay down

Don Chuckles: You couldn't be any more right

The crowd roars in approval as Sheamus kicks out. Orton just shakes his head at Sheamus. He looks over at AJ and shrugs helplessly. Sheamus stubbornly climbs to his feet, his body in immense pain. Orton takes a few steps back and runs at him going for a spear, but Sheamus somehow manages to grab him, lift him up, and turn 180 degrees, dropping him with a spinebuster. Both men lie on the canvas, Sheamus hitting a move out of desperation to get some time to recover. After a long while as the crowd tries to cheer on Sheamus, he gets to his feet, but Orton is the first, having taken less damage from the match. He tosses Sheamus to the ropes, who comes back, doubling up his fists together, taking Orton down with a double axehand. Orton scrambles to his feet, and gets nailed again. Again Orton gets to his feet, testing the limits and endurance of Sheamus.

Don Chuckles: Sheamus cannot keep this up forever, Orton is much too fast for him

Phil Latio: Also he most likely has more endurance, Sheamus hasn't been in the ring in a year or so

Orton fires off a superkick at Sheamus, but he manages to move out of the way. He closes the distance, grabs Orton, lifts him up, and drops him down onto his knee with an Irish Curse Backbreaker. He brings Orton to his feet, once again scoops him up, and drops him down with a powerslam. He begins to beat his chest, backing up into the corner. The crowd begins to cheer, knowing what is coming next.

Don Chuckles: Brogue kick incoming!

Phil Latio: Wait a minute...oh you've got to be kidding me

Sheamus stops, and looks down, as AJ grabs Sheamus' ankle. He tries to pry himself free without hurting her, as Orton gets up and grabs the chair in the ring. AJ finally releases him, and Orton tosses the chair to Sheamus. On basic instinct, he catches it, and Orton leaps foward and lands a brogue kick of his own on Sheamus, the foot driving the steel chair into his face, busting his nose and causing it to start gushing out blood.

Phil Latio: Brogue kick by Orton!

Don Chuckles: A clever move by Orton, I have never seen someone hit that on Sheamus before. This match is over

Orton smirks, and drags Sheamus into the middle of the ring, sitting down and stretching back, arrogantly pinning him. The crowd begins to drown out the arena in boos. The referee goes to make the count.

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The crowd cheers once again, and Orton's eyes open wide in shock.


Don Chuckles: How the hell did he kick out of that?

Phil Latio: I don't know Don, but I still think Sheamus is delaying the inevitable outcome.

Orton's shock turns to rage, and he picks up the Celtic Warrior, putting him in the corner, and unleashing a barrage of kicks, knees, punches, and elbows to Sheamus with lightning quick strikes. Orton backs up a few steps, and Sheamus lays back in the corner, dazed from the assault. Orton runs forward with a stiff knee to the jaw, and in one fluid motion, turns and grabs Sheamus by the head, running forward and hitting a bulldog. Sheamus rolls over onto his back, and Orton still does not relent, grabbing him by the hair and smashing his face with punch after punch.

Phil Latio: This is hard to watch folks, he is beating him relentlessly

Don Chuckles: Orton is known for his quick temper and ruthlessness, and I don't think Sheamus was prepared for this new side of the Prodigy

Sheamus' face is a shiny crimson mask at this point, and Orton stands up, wiping Sheamus' blood from his hands onto his chest. Orton rolls outside the ring, and grabs the dislodged steel steps, tossing it into the ring. He digs under the ring a bit, and finds a kendo stick, which he also tosses into the ring. He climbs back in and sets the steps up, leaning in the corner. He walks back into Sheamus, who is barely coherent, reaching into his tights for a moment. Orton picks up Sheamus and tosses him hard into the corner with the steel steps. Orton walks towards Sheamus in hot pursuit, but gets nailed with a quick right, and collapses like a sack of potatos.

Don Chuckles: Brass knuckles! Sheamus just hit Orton with the knucks, right on the noggin!

Phil Latio: An ace up his sleeve, Sheamus had a backup plan, but I don't know of he has the energy to build on this.

Sheamus lays back against the steps in the corner, drained and exhausted. He slumps down into a seated position, looking like he is about to pass out. A long moment passes both men trying to fight through the pain to continue. Finally they start to get back up, and Sheamus grabs the ring ropes, using them to pull himself up. As Orton gets up Sheamus runs forward with a brogue kick, and connects, Orton's head snapping back as he once again hits the canvas.

Phil Latio: Brogue kick! Sheamus might pull this one off!

Don Chuckles: Sheamus calling up the luck of the Irish, and it paid off!

Sheamus wearily covers Orton, hooking the leg for the count.

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Phil Latio: Orton kicks out! Say what you want about him, but the Prodigy has the heart of a lion

Don Chuckles: I don't think Sheamus can put him away, the Hall of Famer is past his prime, and it's Orton's time to shine

Sheamus sighs heavily, and drags Orton back up. He knees him in the gut a few times, then straightens him out vertically, hitting him with a few hard, but sluggish punches. Sheamus lifts Orton and puts him on the top rope, and climbs up with him. He sets him up, and what is coming is obvious to all, a superplex. Sheamus tries to lift, but Orton punches Sheamus in the ribs a few times, and he grimaces in pain.

Phil Latio: A precarious situation here

Don Chuckles: Whoever comes out the better here could very well win

Orton manages to get Sheamus to loosen his grip, and he dislodges him with a few headbutts. Sheamus tumbles back onto the mat, crawling back a few feet, trying to get up. Orton mocks Sheamus, holding his arms out to his side, and leaps off as Sheamus gets to his feet. What he didn't see, however, was Sheamus grabbing the kendo stick. Sheamus swings at a mid air Orton, and cracks him in the face with it. Orton falls to the mat, covering his face in pain.

Don Chuckles: What a shot! That's going to leave a mark

Sheamus brings Orton to a seated position, and uses the kendo stick to choke Orton. Orton strugges, unable to break it, his face turning blue as he struggles to breathe.

Phil Latio: I have not seen such brutality in a match in a long time, I don't know if I can stomach this

Don Chuckles: I think he's turning purple! Orton needs to get out of this. Might be only a matter of time before the loss of blood causes Sheamus to pass out

AJ gets into the ring, and grabs the chair, smacking Sheamus across the back with it. She quickly exits the scene after setting the steel steps down flat in the ring, her work done, as Sheamus holds his ribs in pain. Orton's color starts to return to his face. Sheamus rolls out of the ring to give himself a moment to recover. Orton slowly gets to his feet. Sheamus shoves the duffel bag under the ring. Orton walks over to the ropes, watching as Sheamus....goes under the ring?

Phil Latio: What the hell is Sheamus doing?

Don Chuckles: Either he is running, or has lost too much blood

Orton looks on confused, and after a momente exits the ring. Sheamus rolls out from underneath, only to met with a nasty stomp to the head. He grabs Sheamus and throws him inside the ring. Orton begins to scream at Sheamus. "You're done, it's over!". Orton knees Sheamus in the head, causing him to drop down to all fours, his vision blurry and reeling. Orton goes to the corner, crouched down, yelling at Sheamus to get up.

Don Chuckles: Orton is going for the spear!

Finally Sheamus gets to his feet, and turns around. Orton charges Sheamus like a heat seeking missile, and launches himself at him, leading with his right shoulder. Sheamus sidesteps slightly to the left, and the crown of Orton's head hits Sheamus dead center into his taped up ribs.

Phil Latio: He nailed it! It's over!

Orton however, falls to the mat, motionless. Sheamus coughs up some blood, screaming out as he holds his ribs.

Don Chuckles: What the hell just happened?

After a moment, Sheamus begins to remove the tape, and takes out a fitted piece of metal with large studs on them, tossing it outside the ring.

Phil Latio: Wait, how did...what is going on?

Don Chuckles: Sheamus must have slipped it in there when he was under the ring!

Sheamus takes a deep breath, and lifts Orton's body up between his legs. Sheamus holds his arms up to the side, before lifting Orton in the air, and the crowd roars as Sheamus runs forward with the rest of the energy he has left, and heaves Kurt forward onto the steel ring steps on the mat. Kurt's body crashes hard, almost landing on his neck. His body falls drops off the steps and onto the mat. Sheamus drags himself over to Kurt, and drapes his arm over him, and the referee makes the count.

Phil Latio: Sheamus hit the High Cross!


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Phil Latio: Thank god, it's over. This has been pure carnage.


DING DING DING!![/i]

Ring Announcer: Here is your winner by pinfall....The Celtic Warrior, Sheamus!



AJ goes to check on Kurt, as Sheamus' arm is raised in the air by the referee. Sheamus looks like he is about to fall over, exhausted and his face still dripping with red. He gives a slight smile as the crowd goes frantic with loud cheers and a standing ovation at his return match. Sheamus rolls out of the ring, grabs the duffle bag, and climbs back in. He takes out a large marble chess piece, a King, and he drops it by Kurt and mouthes the words..."Checkmate".


Don Chuckles: What a brutal match, I am simply at a loss for words

Phil Latio: Sheamus had a few tricks up his sleeves, and was prepared for this. Both men gave their all here tonight, though I have to wonder about the physical condition of Sheamus, and if he will ever wrestle again. Especially after this, he took a beating.

Sheamus collapses in the ring, and the medical team from the back comes running. Some go to check on Orton and the others assist Sheamus to the back. He refuses a stretcher, and walks out, and acknowledges the crowd one more time as they continue to cheer.

The show then goes to another advertise break.

ADVERTISE BREAK[/center]

[Dominic Reynolds]

RETURN FROM BREAK

Match 4:
"The Future" Blade LaVigne vs Joey The Bastard (c)
(Intercontinental Championship Match)

"Bleed for me" plays. Blade hesitates for a moment before walking into view. He cocks a smirk and walks onto the stage. With his hands on his hips, Blade scans the arena, taking it all in. Blade makes his way down the ramp, high fiving the fans on his down. Blade makes it to the ring and slides in. Blade walks to the top right turnbuckle and hops onto it. He throws his arms in the air and cocks a grin. His theme song fades as he drops down and waits for the match to begin.

JTB’s music blares over the loud speakers. Joey the Bastard comes out from the back with the title round his waist 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 plays to the crowd.

The ref takes the Intercontinental title from Joey and he holds it to the crowd and they go wild.

Don Chuckles – “I can’t wait! Blade has only lost to Joey since come to THY and tonight he gets a chance to re write the history books and take the IC title away from Joey.”

Phil Latio – “But that’s not going to be easy, Joey seems to be unbeatable at late. Some will lose tonight and will end the others winning streak.”

The ref gives the title to the time keeper and he checks both men and he calls for the bell. Joey and Blade stand in the middle of the ring not moving just standing and staring. Neither of them moves an inch.

Don Chuckles – “What is happening! No one is moving!”

Suddenly Blade moves, He throws a right hook at Joey, Joey stands his ground and takes the punch square on his chin. Blade stands in astonishment and Joey just smiles and shakes his head. Joey takes a right hook at Blade but Blade ducks and turns Joey and lifts him up for a German Suplex. Joey crashes to the ground and both men jump to their feet. They stand and stare at each other once more. Joey simple claps his hands and nods his head.

Phil Latio – “These two really aren’t giving an inch at all.”

Back in the ring the titans are stood at attention looking deep into each other’s eyes. Joey slaps the face of Blade and this knocks Blade off balance, Joey runs to the opposite ring ropes and he bounces back to closeline Blade to the mat. Joey takes this opportunity to take and advantage and he picks upBlade and he full nelson slams him to the mat once more. Blade slides out of the ring to try and regain his composure. Joey not wanting to be showen up climbs the turnbuckle and he taunts Blade to get back into the ring. Blade takes the bait and just as he turns to get back in the ring Joey flies off the turnbuckle and he lands right ontop of Blade. Both men are laid out on the floor with the crowd going mental.

Don Chuckles – “WOW! Joey just showed why he is the champion!”

Phil Latio – Putting his body on the line make you a true champion.”

Joey gets to his feet even with a slight wobble. He picks up the dazzed Blade and he scoop slams him back to the floor with a mighty thud. Joey plays to the crowd. He turns round and Blade has made it to his feet. Blade kicks Joey in the gut and he hip tosses him to the floor. The ref inside the ring is franticly shouting at the men to get back in the ring. Blade picks up Joey and he Irish whips him to the ring post. Joey slumps over the post as Blade rolls him back under the bottom rope and into the ring. Blade rolls into the ring and he tries for a quick cover.

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Don Chuckles – “Joey can’t hang on he might just tap!”

Just then Bret’s music hits the arena and the fans go wild. Blade releases the hold and waits for Bret to show up. The music fades out and Bret doesn’t show up. Blade looks around just to check and he is caught off guard by a right hook from Joey. Blade staggers backwards and he takes another right hook. Joey’s left arm is in agony from the armbar. Joey pushes Blade onto the ropes and he throws him into the opposite ropes, Blade comes rushing back and Joey delivers a knee smash to Blades gut. Joey climbs a nearby turnbuckle and he frog splashes right ontop of Blade. He goes for a cover.

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Joey rolls off of Blade. Blade rolls away from Joey and he uses the ropes to climb to his feet. Joey is stood already and both men are staring each other down again. Joey points to his arm and screams at Blade. Blade just laughs at Joey and Joey superkicks Blade to the chin and he jumps for another cover.

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Don Chuckles – “Blade just kicked out of two straight covers!”

Phil Latio – “He wants the IC Title just as much as Joey wants to keep it.”

Joey picks up Blade by the hair and he DDT’s Blade right back to the mat. Joey looks up to the sky and he screams out in pride. The fans are going wild. He picks up Blade and he signals for the Screwdriver. He lifts up Blade and he connects with a massive impact. Joey knows this won’t be enough and he picks up Blade and delivers yet another Screwdriver. He goes for another cover.

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Kickout!

Joey cant belive it. The fans are going nuts and the arena is on fire! Joey is arguing with the Ref blaming him for a slow count. Blade has rolled out of the ring and he is looking for something under the ring. Joey has stopped arguing with the ref and he goes for Blade. Blade hits Joey over the head with a pair of brass knuckles. Joey falls to the mat and Blade drops the brass knuckles back under the ring. Blade rolls back into the ring and he drops an elbow onto the chest of Joey. He picks up Joey and drops him with a Powerbomb. Blade climbs the turnbuckle and he flies across the ring and aims for Joey.

But he ends up hitting nothing but mat as he bounces up and flops around in pain. This gives Joey enough of a chance to stand up and muster whatever he has left to charge Blade and level him into the mat with a spear. He hooks the leg and the referee covers--1...2....3

Winner: Joey The Bastard

We see a triumphant, but sore Joey celebrate as the show goes to another advertisement break.

ADVERTISE BREAK

[Dominic Reynolds]

RETURN FROM BREAK

Main Event
Beno (c) vs. General Manager Knight
(Thy WWE World Title)
(Triple Cage)

We first hear “I Made It” by Kevin Rudolf, blare 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 with the Thy WWE Championship Belt slung over his should. He continues his stride towards the triple cage and then stops he walks over towards the announcer’s table and then places the championship belt on a chair that sits besides the announcer’s table. Beno then heads back towards the triple cage and opens the door to and walks through the entrance of the triple cage. As Beno steps threw the doorway he makes his way towards the ring and he then slides into the ring and ascends the turnbuckle with arms held high. He then descends down and crouches in the turnbuckle and waits for Christian Knight’s Music to hit.

"Written In The Stars" by Tinie Tempeh blares over the loud speakers. Christian Knight comes out from the back and makes his way down the ramp and towards the Triple Cage, he then makes his way through the already opened door and stops at the ring. He heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring. Christian Knight stares at the monstrosity that looms over him. He stares at the Ladder that in the center of the ring and then stares at the latched doorway that leads to the second cage. Beno takes notice and looks towards the ladder that leads to the second level. Christian Knight then makes his way towards his respective turnbuckle and waits for the referee to signal for the bell to get this match underway.

Don Chuckles: What could possible be one of the biggest matches here in Thy WWE is now underway.

Phil Latio: Yes Don. This is the Triple Cage. Just to get a taste at what each of these two individuals need to do let me give you a little insight. There are three levels to this cage. In each level is a ladder to get to the next level. The first level has a large ladder to get to the top the second level. The Competitors then must climb the ladder and unlatch the gate and climb into the seconds. Then they have to climb a smaller second ladder to yet another gate and unlatch it to get the third level. Once on the third level they will climb a third smaller ladder to get to the roof of the cage. Finally, after reaching the cage the competitors still have to unlatch the championship belt that is dangling from a secured hook that’s hanging above the steel cage and unhook it to be win the match.

Don Chuckles: Wow. That’s a mouthful Phil. But as I suspect both Beno and Christian Knight look to have that competitive spirit in their eyes tonight. I think were in for a stellar World Championship match here tonight Phil.

The two competitors stare each other down. Glaring daggers threw each other. Beno give Christian Knight an intense daunting gaze that pierces Christian Knight, while Christian Knight stares back into the soul of Beno with equal disdain and intensity. The referee then signals for the bell to be rung and for the match to get underway.
Ding…Ding…Ding.


The sound of the bell tolls around the arena, singling the beginning of the match for the two competitors. One a Champion. The other a Challenger. Both competitors’ stances change to a more attentive state, ready to strike. Both of them stride towards the center of the ring in a rather cautious manner. Each of them inching gradually forwards. Circling each other they search the opposition’s defense, looking for a weakness, looking for a spot to exploit. Both Knight and Beno go in for the neck and elbow tie up. “The Challenger” Christian Knight searches within for the strength to push Beno into the turnbuckle, but to no avail “The Champion” Beno finds his footing and matches Christian Knights test of strength and lunges forward pushing Christian Knight back. With one more step forward Beno manages to find the forward momentum and pushes him into the turnbuckle.

Christian Knight and Beno go back to staring each other down again and begin to circle each other once more. The two of them continue to circle each other looking for that perfect opportunity to strike again. Christian Knight and Beno go for another neck and elbow tie up again and they go back to the same test of strength as they try to push each other again to see who’s more dominate. Christian Knight finds his footing and refused to budge but neither does Beno. Beno tries to man power it again, but this time Christian Knight finds the right footing at the right moment and manages to get the necessary leverage to push back Beno into the turnbuckle. Christian Knight lunges after the toppling Champion, attempting to capitalize on the momentum; Knight charges forward with a shoulder thrust that plants him into the turnbuckle. Christian Knight continues with the assault as he lays it on Beno with more shoulder thrusts. He connects with a third and fourth shoulder thrust. After the fifth shoulder thrust Christian Knight strides towards the center of the ring and gets into a crouching position.

He launches himself towards Beno, attempting a spear. At the last second Beno manages to side step Christian Knight and uses Christian’s momentum against him and lets him come crashing into the turnbuckle. Beno takes a hold of Christian Knight’s head and brings him in for a reverse DDT that plants Knight on the canvas. Beno takes hold of Christian knight and put him into a chokehold. Christian Knight begins to gasp for breath now as Christian Knight begins to claw at Beno’s cinched in arm. The lights begin to fade and Knight’s vision begins to become blurry as Beno continues to apply the pressure to Christian Knight’s neck. Christian Knight takes a different approach and begins to elbow Beno into his gut. Christian Knight continues to deliver elbow after elbow until Beno’s strength begins to diminish and his hold on the neck begins to loosen. Christian Knight takes this moment and capitalizes on it by forcing the arm of his neck. Christian Knight elbows Beno again and begins assaulting him with left and right hooks to Beno’s gut. Beno staggers backwards and Knight capitalizes by launching himself with a huge clothesline that send the both of them to the canvas with Christian Knight landing on top. Christian Knight gathers his strength and stands back up dragging his downed opponent back to his feet. Christian Knight attempts to connect with a T-Bone Suplex. Beno goes into the air and comes down and Christian Knight connects the move that sends Beno tumbling to the Canvas.

Christian Knight reaches down and grabs Beno by the shoulder to bring him back up to his feet again but he’s greeted by a right-handed shot to the face. Christian Knight reels back to cover his face as Beno gets to his feet again and greets Christian Knight and plants him with savage DDT that sends him crashing down to the canvas. Beno wraps his arm around Christian Knight in an arm bar and stretches it out as Christian Knight reels back in pain. Beno reels back further stretching the tendons almost to the point it feels like their going to tear. Christian Knight lets out an anguished call of pain as his arm is stretched nearly passing out now. Christian Knight vision begins to fail again as the pain sears threw his body. Beno releases the hold and comes back to a standing position. He drags Christian Knight to his feet that is still trying to regain his consciousness. Beno brings a knee to the gut of Christian Knight that makes him hunch over and sets up Beno. Beno connects with a Power Bomb Christian Knight comes crashing down to the canvas in pain. A thud could be heard around the arena as the fans are standing on their feet with excitement.

Don Chuckles: Both competitors continue to poor in their passion in the back and forth match so far.

Phil Latio: What a sickening thud, just the sound of that feels painful.

Beno marches towards Christian Knight and scoops him up and connects him with a straight forwards jab and follows it up with a right hook across the jaw. Christian Knight Staggers again. Beno follows and continues with a bunch of small jabs and scoops him up for a sidewalk slam into the canvas. Christian Knight comes crashing down with a thud. As Knight stretches out in pain Beno continues the offensive and pummels him with a barrage of quick stomps to Knights rib cage. Knight holds his side and tries to crawl away but to no avail as Beno continues to unleash a volley of stomps, followed up by a knee strike to Knights dome piece. Knight takes the damage that is done to him and tries to sit up but is met with a roundhouse kick to the face that sends him back to the mat again. Beno searches for the nearest turnbuckle and climbs it, planting the first foot on the bottom rung and the next foot on the middle rung as he climbs to the top. Beno reaches the top as he slowly turns around and searches for his target that still lay limp in the ring. Beno flies high has he launches himself into the arm and connect with a cross body splash. The fans roar in approval as they see Beno’s body flop across the downed Christian Knight that cringes in pain from the impact. Beno rolls over and gets back into a standing position and brings Knight back into position as Beno delivers another power bomb. Christian Knight hits the canvas with a sickening thud.

Christian Knight manages to find his footing though and stands defiantly back up holding his rib cage and trying to catch his breath from the devastating impact as Beno makes his way over towards the damaged Christian Knight. Beno furiously makes his way over towards Christian Knight and with blind rage he attempts to power bomb him again but Christian Knight reverses it and whips him around towards the ropes. Beno bounces off the ropes and comes running back towards Christian Knight, which connects, with a Jumping Knee Strike to his face. Beno staggers backwards towards the ropes and Christian Knight closes in on Beno. Beno looks on in surprise as Knight scoops him up and connects with a toe kick and lifts him up an airborne DDT that plants Beno face first into the canvas. Christian Knight goes on a rampage as he rolls over Beno and grabs his head and starts smashing it into the canvas over and over again dishing out the kind of pain he was forced to endure earlier. Christian Knight unsatisfied rolls over Beno and mounts him again and unleashes an unrelenting volley of punches, followed up with a quick elbow again across the jawline of Beno, which makes him spit up some blood over himself and Knight. Christian Knight wipes the blood off him and goes back to delivering a beat down on Beno as Christian Knight continues to unleash left and right hand strikes after strike. Beno nearly collapsing from the exhaustion and pain.

Christian Knight looks down at Beno with a sly smirk that forms across his face. Christian Knight takes his elbow and smears it in the face of Beno making him squirm in pain. Christian Knight rolls of off Beno and looks at the crowd that shouts in an exciting approval. Christian Knight lifts Beno to his feet and watches as he staggers around, Christian Knight goes in for the kill as he connects with an implanted DDT and sends Beno crashing back down to the canvas. As he lies there unconscious Christian Knight hovers above him he looked at the crowd and then looks at the ladder that still lye’s within the Triple Cage. Christian Knight grabs the ladder and waits for Beno to come back to life and stagger back to his feet. Christian Knight poised; charges towards Beno with the ladder sending him crashing back down to the canvas. Beno hits the canvas and attempts to get back up. Christian Knight shots Beno a menacing glare and Beno returns a piercing stare of his own. Christian Knight’s face mannerisms transform into a sly grin as he charges for Beno again and slams him with the ladder and continues to unload the onslaught on to Beno. Christian Knight smashes the ladder into Beno again and continues the repeated attack. Beno crumples under the pressure and begins to fade as the ladder continues to smash into his face. With each additional hit his vision begins to fade.

THUD….THUD…..THUD…

The lights begin to dim…

THUD….THUD….THUD…

The vision becomes blurry.

THUD…. THUD… THUD

Everything begins to come in and out of focus as the relentless attack continues; Beno reaches upwards as if trying to shield himself from the attack but to no avail…

THUD….THUD…THUD…

The lights go out and Beno slips into a state of unconsciousness.

Christian Knight begins to sweat from his pores and slows the attack and then just stops. He wipes his forehead clean of the water particles that pour out of his face. Knight looks for the latch in the ceiling and heads towards it with the ladder and makes the preparations and sets up the ladder. Christian Knight sets up the ladder and plants his foot on the first rung. He plants his other foot on the second rung and begins to ascend towards the top of the ladder. Reaching the top and begins to unlatch the first hatch and opens it up. Looking at the downed Beno who begins to come back to life. Christian Knight crawls threw the opening and into the second cage that’s stacked on top of the first one. After ascending into the second cage Knight heaves over and holds the side of the second cage trying to recover from some of the damage that Beno dealt him earlier. Meanwhile; Beno’s vision begins to come back into focus as he staggers back to his feet. He squints his eyes at look in horror as he realizes that Knight has already ascended into the second cage. Beno stumbles forwards hurriedly. He slows his pace and tries to regain his composer and he begins to climb the ladder the Knight climbed earlier. He plants his first foot on the bottom rung and his other foot on the second one, making momentum as he ascends the ladder towards the recovering Christian Knight. Knight takes notice of this and slams the latch closed. Beno rattles the hatch trying to open it but Knights feet lay planted on it preventing him from coming up. Beno digs deep and finds the strength to push up with all his strength that sends Knight stumbling over and tumbling onto his ass as Beno then opens the latch and climbs into the Second cage closing the latch behind him.

Phil Latio: Both Competitors have made it to the second cage level of the triple cage now.

Don Chuckles: Indeed Phil, Beno had managed to come back from that vicious beat down that Knight delivered with the ladder earlier, and managed to get to the second level despite the attempt Knight made to stop him.

Phil Latio: Still; one would think that the toll of the damage dealt might still have a lingering effect.

Christian Knight staggers back to his feet as Beno hunches over and catches his breath. He takes a step forward, but Christian Knight attempts to strike first. With lightening quick reflexes, Knight swoops in towards Beno and rams him into the ribs with his knee. Beno staggers backward from the sheer impact of the blow as Christian Knight plants his foot back on the mat to regain his footing. Christian Knight puts up his hands; poised to fight; he takes a swing at Beno, but Beno raises his arm up just in the knick of time to bat away his arm, he pushes forward with a firmly planted grounding attaining some momentum and swings forward with his a fist of his own cracking Knight right in the side of his head. Christian Knight flinches from the pain as he get’s rocked by the punch. Knight stumbles around but finds his footing and instinctively plants a foot forward; driving his body towards Beno; Christian Knight answers back from the earlier onslaught and racks Beno with a hard hitting punch that rocks Beno and sends him stumbling around this time. Christian Knight sends another punch towards Beno’s way, but just as the arm comes towards Beno’s head, he drops just in the knick of time right before the arm connects. Beno takes the opportunity at hand hopping to catch Knight of Guard and attempts to put a knee in Knight’s gut but as he does Knight blocks with one of his hands and press down on Beno’s raised knee and lunges forward after the block. Christian Knight then tackles Beno to the canvas.

Christian Knight reassembles himself back to a standing position, scrambling to capitalize on the tackle that he just planted on Beno, he looks to put Beno into a headlock. Beno see’s the outstretching arms closing in and grabs them he pushes Knight backwards freeing himself and rolls away from Knight. Christian Knight stumbles backwards looking to find his footing while Beno manages to reach his own grounding by getting back to his feet. Knight plants a quick boot to Beno’s chest and follows it up with a knee strike, and a second knee strike, followed by a third knee strike as quickly as he can and doubles Beno over; stepping forward and hooking his head. Knight looks to plant Beno on the steel mesh below him but Beno’s hold of Christian Knights waist to prevent Knight from carrying out the maneuver. Beno positions him into a grounded position that prevents knight from planting him with a DDT. Christian Knight still cinches in the lock trying to keep Beno down, but with a surge of incredible strength Beno heaves Christian Knight up and over his shoulder and brings him down behind him with a German Suplex that plants him back first on the steel mesh. Christian Knight arches his back upon impact, catering his back he attempts to get back up but stumbles back down to the steel mesh below him.

Don Chuckles: Damn, Phil. That looks painful.

Phil Latio: Yes Don. From here on out, any move that either one of these two competitors successfully execute will significantly be much more painful because they are no longer fighting on a cushioned ring, their fighting on a Steel mesh that’s suspended above the ring.

Don Chuckles: And to think Phil, they still have to ascend threw two more cages to get to the roof.

Beno goes for a submission hold and attempts to lock it in but Knight has already forced his way out of the hold and began to roll himself to his feet, obviously still stunned by the display of strength by Beno. Beno himself gets back up faster, coming in as Knight starts to stand and driving his elbow into his face, staggering him. Beno throws a few more elbows, backing Knight into the side of the cage before grabbing him by his wrist and Irish whipping him across the inside of the cage and watches him smash into the other side of the cage. Christian Knight racks back in pain, but attempts to shake it off and pivots himself 360 degree and attempts to make a rebound. Knight builds up momentum and charges for Beno, who looks for an big clothesline but Knight ducks the attack, however, causing Beno to come stumbling forward as Knight pounces on top of the side of the cage. Suspending himself on the side of the cage by holding onto the holes of the cage, he then attempts an assault on Beno by leaping up towards Beno and lands a big Cross body splash that connects. Sending both him and Beno towards the steel mesh that lies below with Beno taking the blunt end of the impact. Christian Knight wastes no time though and scrambles back to his feet. Knight waits patiently as Beno slowly rises to his feet and charges towards him with a beautiful jumping knee strike to the jawline of Beno. Beno stumbles backwards from the impact and holds his jawline in pain. Knight attempts another assault.

Knight stays poised ready to attack as he watches Beno stumble around from the earlier assault. He steadies himself, carefully watching Beno as he teeters around, and slowly turns around to face Knight. It’s in that deciding moment that Christian Knight attempts to make his move. He scouts Beno for a Big Clothesline and attempts the move, but as Christian Knight launches himself towards Beno. Beno uses Knights own momentum against him by ducking under the outstretched forearm. Christian Knight is unable to stop his momentum and comes crashing into the side of the cage again, slamming against it and toppling backwards on his ass. Still clutching his jawline, Beno tries to shake the cobwebs off and attempts to put himself back together. Knight holds the side of his face after having the wind knocked out of him from the impact of the cage. Christian Knight tries to desperately regain his composure. Beno makes his way over and gets his opponent back to his feet, before driving a knee into his stomach that doubles him over Beno then grabs Knight by the back of his head and swings his leg upwards, driving his knee into his face and sending Knight standing straight up from the shot and staggering backwards into the side of the cage. Leaning back against side of the cage, Knight remains in a daze from the attack as Beno then leaps up into the air and hits a dropkick straight to Knight's chest, sending him crashing into the side of the steel cage and tumbling over. Beno stands back up from the dropkick and makes his way back over to Knight, pulling him back up to his feet only for Knight to shove him back. Knight steps forward to swing a chop against the chest of Beno. He does it again, and again, and a third time before ducking under an attempted right hook by Beno after the latest chop, spinning himself around to grab Beno by the back of his head, pulling him back and dropping him with a Reverse DDT that plants Beno on the steel mesh below them.

Seething in pain, Beno rolls to the side and clutches at his head in agony. Meanwhile, Knight pulls himself back to his feet, now being the one to make his way over to his downed opponent. He pulls Beno up, looking ready to set him up for something big; however, Beno, seemingly driving himself on pure instinct now, shoves Christian Knight backwards. Beno wastes no time in charging forward after that and with forward momentum his connects with a big clothesline to Knight. Christian Knight topples backwards onto the steel mesh. Christian Knight manages to get to one knee but is still dazed as Beno collects himself again; poising himself for another assault. Still dazed, Christian begins to come to his senses and when everything begins to come back into focus he sees a charging foot quickly finds a place that’s planted on his chest that drives him backwards again. Beno surveys the damage that he dealt to Christian and attempts to go for a leg lock. But as he does Knight kicks him with his other free foot. Beno stumbles backwards but attempts the leg lock again, but is greeted by another kick. He stumbles again, dazed he still attempts to go for the leg lock a third time but Christian Knight delivers one final kick that sends him stumbling backwards across the cage. Christian Knight gets back to his feet. Beno attempts to charge for Knight again but he catches him with an arm drag takedown, and applies a headlock on Beno. He increases the pressure and watches him with pleasure as he sees Beno gasp for breath. Knight continues to apply the headlock chokehold and as he does Beno starts to fade. Everything begins to dim for Beno again and go to black. As Beno starts to go limp, Christian Knight releases the hold and wraps his arms under Beno’s arms and lifts him up and over his shoulders for a full nelson slam. Christian Knight executes the assault with perfect precision as he spikes him into the steel mesh that racks the Triple Cage.

Christian Knight doesn’t waist any time and marches onward towards Beno, lifting him back to his feet once again. Christian smashes him with an elbow strike. He connects Beno in the head with a few more elbow strikes for good measure that sends him reeling towards the side of the cage. Christian Knight quickly grabs a hold of Beno’s arm and Irish Whips him out and towards the other side of the cage. Beno charges towards the other side of the cage and crashes into the steel mesh. Knight waists no time as he see’s Beno stumble in the cage he grabs his arm again and Irish whips him again; sending him flying once again across the steel cage towards the other side of the cage and crashing into the side of the steel mesh. Beno reels back in pain upon impact. Christian Knight waists no time and charges towards Beno and plants some more elbow strikes to the side of Beno’s head. Christian Knight plants with a reverse DDT into the steel mesh. Knight waists no time as he searches the cage for the ladder. He marches after it and folds it. He picks it up and begs for Beno to come back to life. Beno begins to stir from the impact and get back to his feet. Christian Knight remained poised ready to assault Beno with the ladder once again. Beno turns around and Knight charges crashing into Beno.

THUD

Christian Knight grows a big smile on his face. As he head back towards the other side of the cage and waits for his opponent to come back to life again. Beno begins to stir again, reeling back in pain from the impact of the ladder. He starts to get to his feet again and turns around only to express the state of horror that he’s in as he sees a charging Christian Knight comes towards him with a Steel ladder. He attempts to cover his face but to no avail.

THUD

For the trouble you put me threw.

THUD

For the chaos you caused.

THUD

For you

THUD

For the Knights

THUD

For Everything.

THUD

No more.

THUD

NO MORE.

THUD

Phil Latio: Christian Knight has apparently just lost control of his emotions.

Don Chuckles: This doesn’t just seem like a match anymore Phil, these… these seems personal… this is war Phil.


After the relentless beat down; similar to the one he gave earlier, Christian Knight surveys the damage he’s down to Beno. Christian Knight tosses the ladder to the side and storms off and starts to incoherently speak to himself while a mangled Beno lie in the corner of the Triple Cage. Christian Knight catches his breath after letting off some steam. He paces the cage and head back over towards the downed Beno. He surveys the damage that he causes. Some bruising has started to form on Beno, and blood begins to trickle from his nose as he began to splatter on the ring below him. Christian Knight lifts up a lifeless Beno and places him against the side of the cage. Christian Knight starts pummeling Beno with a few rights, then a quick left handed hook. He then slams Beno into the corner of the cage with a mini spear. Christian Knight doesn’t stop the attack as he lays it on Beno with another spear, and then a third spear that rattles the cage. Beno bounces against it and staggers a bit, placing a hand on his back from the pain. Knight doesn’t waste time and follows up the earlier attack with a huge big boot to Beno panting him back into the corner of the cage. As Knight leans back, Beno face become flush red from rage and with a sudden surge of power he launches forwards tackling Christian Knight backwards and down onto the steel mesh.

Both Beno and Christian Knight begin to get to their feet, but an irate Beno blasts towards Knight full speed ahead, planting a big boot to Knight. Christian attempts to get up again but Beno greets him with a running clothesline that plants him on the steel mesh again. Beno collapses to he’s knees after exhaustion and still trying to find himself recovering from the earlier assault. The crowd erupts in cheers and start chanting this is awesome repeatedly threw out the arena. Beno tries to find his grounding again as he slowly tries to get back to his feet after displaying that last ditch effort to stop knight. Christian Knight shows signs of life and begins to get to his feet as well but stumbles in the process. Beno manages to find his footing first and watches as Knight continues to pull himself back to his feet. As Christian Knight gets back up Beno looks on at Knight with eyes filled with determination, Beno charges across the cage as Christian turns around, taken completely by surprise, taking one step out of balance as Beno Kicks him in the gut and Knight moans in agony as Beno calls for his signature move, and he takes a step forward and delivers the Beno Bomb and smashes him into the steel mesh. Knight hits the steel mesh with a sickening thud and Beno looks at the damage he's caused and then looks for the ladder that lies in the corner of the cage.

Beno gathers the ladder and then looks for the latch in the ceiling and heads towards it with the ladder and makes the preparations and sets up the ladder. Beno then goes ahead and sets up the ladder and then plants his foot on the first rung. He plants his other foot on the second rung and begins to ascend towards the top of the ladder. He makes it half way, stopping to gather his breath, trying to recover from his wounds. He looks at the downed Christian Knight that begins to show some signs of life. Not wanting to waste any more time he begins to ascend the ladder again towards the second hatch and begins to open it. He glances at his downed opponent that is now trying to stagger back to his feet. Beno opens the hatch and begins to ascend into the third cage. Christian Knight stumbles towards the ladder and makes his own preparations to ascend the ladder and plants his first foot on the bottom rung. Beno struggles to find the strength to craw threw the opening of the third cage and heaves him self up and over into the third cage. Upon entering it he collapses from exhaustion. Christian Knight hurriedly climbs the ladder as he looks to regain his posture and ascends the ladder towards the top.

Christian Knight makes is way through the already opened latch and heaves himself up and into the third cage also collapsing from exhaustion and pain upon entering it. Both men lie in the third cage motionless. They turn to each other and give each other a collective stare down then they look up towards the roof. Through the roof they can see the championship belt dangling from a hook. Christian Knight kicks the door closed and struggles to gather the strength to stand up. Beno looks to find the same strength to stand up as well; looking to find that footing. Both competitors manage to find their grounding and once again rise to their feet look out onto the crowd, which roar in approval. They both begin to circle each other again much like they did in the beginning of the match up. Searching for a weakness, looking for the perfect opportunity to strike.

Knight launches towards Beno; looking for a big clothesline, but Beno ducks, as Knight turns around Beno throws a quick right handed punch, but Knight ducks and slips behind him, and hits a German suplex into the steel mesh. He holds on to the waist lock, and brings Beno to his feet, and goes for another, this time trying to release Beno and toss him backwards. Beno manages to land on his feet, and when Knight turns around, Beno is already in the air and hits a flying knee strike on Knight. Christian comes crashing down on the steel mesh. He attempts to stagger back to his feet as does Beno. Christian attempts to connect with a big boot to Beno in the head but Beno ducks in the nick of time. Christian’s leg misses, the momentum taking him forward he nearly stumbles over but manages to find a footing at the last second. Beno charges towards Christian Knight looking for a reverse DDT. He grabs onto Knight but as he tries to connect the move Christian Knight surges backwards toppling the both of them over.

Christian Knight searches for Beno’s arm and places his arms backwards in between his legs and stretches it out for The Crossover. Beno grits his teeth as Christian Knight applies the armbar. He pounds the steel mesh in pain and agony as Knight increases the pressure on the hold. Beno to groans in pain as Knight racks his arm back threatening to tear a tendon. Beno reels in pain as Knight continues to apply the pressure to Beno. Christian Knight releases the armbar and turns Beno over and mounts him unleashing a flurry of rapid right handed and left handed punches to the rib cage of Beno. Christian Knight follows it up by hooking a right-handed punch to the jawline of Beno. Christian Knight drags Beno back to his feet and goes to whip him into the corner of the cage, but Beno reverses it at the last second, sending Knight crashing into the corner of the cage instead. Beno then charges forward but gets an upraised boot to the face for his efforts, causing him to back step. Christian Knight goes for another clothesline attempt but Beno side steps Knight and as Knight spins around he connects him in the gut with a fist and follows it with a leg sweep that sends Christian Knight back down to the steel mesh.

Christian Knight attempts to get to his feet but Beno takes him down with another leg sweep. Christian Knight attempts to get up again but gets taken down a third time with another Russian leg sweep. Christian Knight attempts to rise for a fourth time. An aggravated Beno runs towards Knight with a big but to the Knight’s head that puts him on his back again. Beno backs up and waits for Knight to rise again. Christian begins to get back to his feet groggily, and Beno goes for a big boot, but Knight ducks and moves out of the way. Beno swirls around and Christian Knight kicks him in the stomach. Knight hooks both arms of Beno and lifts him into the air for a pile driver. Christian Knight connects and plants Beno head first into the steel mesh.

Christian Knight backs up into the corner as he surveys the damage he’s done to Beno. Beno stumbles to his feet and then tumbles forward towards Christian Knight. As he does Christian Knight attempts to connect with a Implanted DDT, but Beno counters with a spear the sends Knight crashing into the corner of the cage. Beno charges after Christian Knight and pulls him in for a quick implanted DDT and connects the maneuver. Christian Knight hits the steel mesh with a thud. Beno rolls over Christian Knight and mounts him and starts unleashing vicious left and right handed punches.

CRACK...

This is for me

CRACK...

This is for the knights

CRACK...

This is for the weak

CRACK...

The Oppressed.

CRACK...

It’s done

Don Chuckles: And the War continues this time it’s Beno who’s displaying dominance in the Triple Cage.

Phil Latio: These two competitors have gone to extreme lengths in this match, I don’t think I’ve seen anything like this Don. No matter who the victor is, at this point this match will go down in the history books as one of the greatest that Thy WWE has ever seen.

Beno strikes Christian Knight a fifth time which draws blood from Christian Knight’s nose. Beno gets off of Christian Knight and gathers himself back into a standing position. He drags Christian Knight back up and slams him against the steel cage.

Beno pulls him back in and connects Christian Knight with a spine buster onto the steel mesh. Christian Knight attempts to get up but Beno sweeps him with a double leg takedown. Christian Knight attempts to get back up again but Beno connects him with a dropkick sending him back down to the steel mesh. Beno quickly swoops in on Christian Knight and put him into the Beno Lock Christian Knight begins to squirm as Beno applies more and more pressure to Knight with the cloverleaf. Beno continues to rack back the maneuver as Christian Knight begins to fade to black. When Christian Knight goes limp Beno then decides to release the maneuver and gets back into a standing position.

Beno quickly gathers around Christian Knight and pulls him to his feet and scoops him for a wheelbarrow neck breaker that plants him on the steel mesh. Beno then takes a few steps towards Christian Knight and a smirk grows on his face as he begins to lift his foot up and start smashing it into Knight’s face. He continues the relentless assault; bringing the foot back up and then sending back down; smudging his boot over Christian’s cheek. Beno lifts up Christian Knight and puts him into position he goes to lift him up for a power bomb but Christian Knight gut checks Beno with a knee strike. Beno staggers a little bit, and then Knight connects again with a second knee strike. Beno staggers some more and loosens his grip. Christian Knight rams a third knee into the gut of Beno; freeing himself on impact. Christian Knight then seizes the opportunity to make his move and connects with a Minchinoku Driver that plants Beno on the steel mesh. Unsatisfied with the damaged he dealt, Knight scoops Beno back up and connects a double knee face breaker that sends Beno tumbling into the steel mesh a second time. Beno seethes in pain as Knight builds momentum. Finding his mark he scoops Beno up and puts him into position and connects Beno with a Gutwrench neck breaker. Beno hits the steel mesh with a thud.

Christian Knight stops for a second to take a breather as the exhaustion is catching up to his muscles now. He takes a deep breath as he wipes his forehead from toll this match has taken on his thus far. Beno begins to show some signs of life and he starts to struggle back to his feet but tumbles back over. He begins to crawl towards the side of the cage and uses it to heave himself up. Using the holes in the side he pulls himself back into a standing position and swirls around to meat an exhausted but ready Christian Knight that plants him with a side death valley driver that plants him onto the steel mesh again that rattles the Triple Cage. Christian Knight gets back into a standing position and calls for another valley driver again to the crowd, which respond, in a large volume of cheers. Christian Knight scoops Beno up and puts him into position. He takes the lifeless Beno and connects with an inverted Death Valley driver this time sending his limp body crashing into the steel mesh again. Christian Knight begins to get back to his feet but he collapses to his knees from exhaustion. Running on just fumes now he picks himself up but nearly stumbles over.

Christian Knight grabs the side of the Steel cage to keep himself from stumbling over. Beno begins to amazingly still show signs of life and begins to come to; defiantly trying to get back to his feet. A look of shock comes over the face of Christian Knight as he witness the sheer determination that Beno is displaying. Beno manages to get to his feet back into a standing position. Christian Knight charges towards him but Beno side steps Knight. Christian drives forward and tumbles over. Beno swirls around and picks up Christian Knight and scoops him up and greets him with a valley driver that plants Christian Knight into the steel mesh below. He hits it with a thud. Beno gets back up and scoops Christian Knight back up and brings him to his feet and slams him with a big sidewalk slam into the steel mesh. Beno slowly starts to show momentum now as he find the downed Christian Knight and scoops him up again and plants him back down with a face buster into the steel mesh opening up a wound drawing blood from Christian Knight’s forehead. Christian wreaths in pain; holding his forehead.

Beno wastes no time and doesn’t allow Knight to recover. He then mounts Christian Knight again and starts throwing right handed and left-handed strikes to the head of Christian Knight. Each hand connects with the wound that he opened up. Christian Knight cringes in pain as each blow connects. Beno’s strikes begin to slow each one taken more time with each succession. Beno begins to feel the exhaustion of the match taken a toll on his body as well and feels the sweat emptying out of his pours and wipes them away. Beno unmounts Christian Knight nearly stumbling over on the way up but manages to catch himself as he find the right footing. Beno then looks at the damage and surveys his opponent. He makes his way to the downed Christian Knight and scoops him back up.

Beno then puts Christian Knight’s head into position as he tries for a power bomb but just before he lifts him up Christian Knight charges forward and plants Beno into the side of the cage. Christian Knight doesn’t let up as he takes the opportunity to strike on his stunned opponent. Knight unleashes a volley of right handed and left handed punches to the side of his rib cage. Beno starts to go limp as Knight continues the relentless assault on him. Satisfied with the damage Christian Knight lets up on the attack and staggers backwards. He swirls around and looks at the damaged Beno who lies humped over by the side of the steel cage. Christian Knight motions for Beno to come at him with an outstretched arm. Beno still feeling dazed gets back to a standing position. The world around him is swirling as he tries to shake it off and let his vision go back to normal. But impatient Beno charges towards Christian Knight, staggering around as he does. Christian Knight catches the charging Beno with Lights Out and connects with the super kick that plans Beno on his back again. Christian Knight staggers backwards after connecting Beno with the devastating attack. He scans the cage for the ladder and finds the object he’s looking for. He stumbles towards the ladder and marches towards the area where the latch lies above him.



After he finds the latch in the ceiling Christian Knight heads towards it with the ladder and makes the preparations and sets up the ladder. Christian Knight then goes ahead and sets up the ladder and then plants his foot on the first rung. He plants his other foot on the second rung and begins to ascend towards the top of the ladder. He makes it half way, stopping to gather his breath, trying to recover from his wounds. He looks at the downed Beno that begins to show some signs of life. Christian Knight shakes his head in disbelief at what he is seeing. Stunned that Beno continues to find the strength for somewhere deep within to keep fighting, to keep getting up. Christian Knight decided to not waste any more precious time and he begins to march up the ladder again towards the third and final hatch to the roof. He plants his foot on the final rung of the ladder and find his footing looking at the downed Beno again who is now dragging himself towards the side of the cage much like he did earlier in the match. Beno begins to try to heave himself up by placing his fingers in the holes of the cage but fails and slumps back to the ground after losing his holding. Christian Knight starts to fumble with the third latch unhinging it. He unhinges the first and then the second hinge and throws up the final latch. He can see the object of desire hanging above him on a hook. The coveted Thy WWE Championship. Beno looks on in horror as Knight has flipped open the final latch and his face begins to turn flush red with anger. He places his fingers back into the holes of the side of the cage and uses them to heave himself back up. This time Beno doesn’t fail and manages to get back to his feet. Meanwhile Christian Knight begins to ascend to the roof of the Triple Cage.


Beno stumbles towards the ladder; looking at Knight which continues to struggle to make his way on top of the roof of the cage. Beno then makes his own preparations to ascend the ladder and plants his first foot on the bottom rung. Christian Knight continues to struggle as he crawls threw the opening of the final cage and heaves himself up and over final latch and onto the roof of the cage. Christian Knight nearly collapses from exhaustion upon reaching the roof of the Triple Cage. Beno decides to not waste another second as he begins to climb the ladder towards the top making his way to the final latch. Beno makes is way threw the already opened latch and heaves himself up and onto the roof of the cage and examines his damaged opponent which is still lying collapsed from exhaustion. Beno tries to heave himself up into a standing position but stumbles into a sitting position. Christian Knight manages to dig deep and find the strength to sit up. Both competitors once again find themselves staring each other down, but this time as they find themselves looking up at the championship belt that dangles from a hook instead of a latch. Victory was only a matter of getting back to their feet and reaching out and grabbing the title. It was the moment of truth now as Beno kicked the latch closed. Beno struggles to gather the strength to stand up. Christian Knight at the same time also finding the strength to stand up as well. Both looking to find their grounding. Both of them manage to find what they are looking for and manage to get back to a standing position, which gets a huge pop from the crowd. They both begin to circle each other again. Ready to rage battle. Ready to finish it. Beno searches for a weakness, while Christian Knight looks for the perfect opportunity to attack.

Phil Latio: This is it folks. This is what we have been waiting for. The moment of truth has fallen upon us. This has been a classic match, one that will be recorded in the history books.

Don Chuckles: Yes indeed, this has been an extreme and brutal match up. These two competitors have given everything they have and then some.
The title is within reach, we have seen General Manager Knight and Beno take each other to their absolute limits. Immortality can only be had by one of these men, who wants it more? Both Knight and Beno are battered, visibly hurt from this match, but they still gingerly pace around, ready to keep this war going.

“I’m going to do whatever it takes Beno”

“This has been an honor brother, but you know as well as I do that there can be only one”

Beno then throws a punch at Knight, which Knight fires back with. Beno and Knight trade slow, but hard blows on the top of the cage. Every punch lands flush and causes the man to stagger, we then see Knight get a second wind of sorts as he throws a left, and then another left, and then another which all go unanswered by Beno. It staggers him backwards, teetering dangerously at the edge when we see Knight kick Beno in the stomach and lift him up and over for a vertical suplex. Beno lands back first on top of the cage and winces in pain as Knight stands up to the best of his ability and reaches up for the title which is just out of his reach. Knight’s fingers are running across the front of the World Title and we can see the frustration on his face as he just reaches and is just short. Beno, meanwhile has rolled over to his stomach and gotten back to a semi vertical base. He looks up and sees Knight reaching for the title and lunges forward, chop blocking Knight in the back of the right knee. It doesn’t bring Knight all the way down though, only halfway. Beno then pulls himself up and throws a knee which catches Knight square in the forehead. Knight falls back and lands on the cage roof and now it’s Beno’s turn to look up at the title. Beno reaches up now, but the effects of the match are wearing on him too as he doubles over and winces in pain. Gritting his teeth though we see Beno reach up and get his hands on the snaps holding the title on the hook, only to be taken down with a spear by Knight. The door leading back down to the second level bulges with the weight for a moment, but it holds firm as now Knight and Beno are both down breathing heavily on top of the cage as the arena fans are applauding the herculean effort that the General Manager and the World Champion are both displaying here.

“What do I have to do to silence you Christian”

“Kill me”

Both men slowly and gingerly get themselves back to a vertical base, but then we see Knight pounce and grab the leg of Beno, pulling it up and standing himself, we see General Manager Knight cinch in an ankle lock and wrench tightly as Beno howls in agony on top of the triple cage structure. This match is not going be won via submission, but I don’t think Knight cares, I think the point of this is to just cause as much damage as possible. We see Beno howl in pain and tap out on top of the triple cage structure, but it is all for moot. Beno then starts to close his eyes and we see him get himself into another spot mentally as he pushes up and rolls forward, freeing his leg and causing Knight’s hold to be broken as he flips forward and lands on the cage. Beno doesn’t have long to gather himself though as Knight immediately gets himself back up and reaches for the leg of Beno again, this time though it appears as if Beno is the one who has gotten a second wind as he pushes up and hops a couple steps with Knight still tightly cinches in the ankle lock. Beno then throws caution to the wind as he throws his other leg up and catches Knight in the side of the head with a modified enseiguri kick. The hold is broken and Knight lands in a slump as Beno desperately uses this free moment to hit and try and rub some of the damage away so he can get back to his feet. This however also gives Knight time to recover as well, the two men are back to their feet at almost the exact same time and Beno charges gingerly forward, only for Knight to spinning back kick him in the stomach and then put him under. Knight then tries to lift Beno up, but he resists, trying a second time he meets the same resistance, two elbows right between the shoulder blades do the trick though and Beno goes limp enough for Knight to lift the champ up, hook his arms around one of Beno’s flailing legs and drive the champ into the top of the cage with a cradle piledriver. Once again we see the top of the cage bulge with the combined weight landing on it, but it holds firm as now Knight is trying to recover while Beno lays starry eyed on the mat.

“Do you feel it Beno? Do you feel your moment slipping away? Do you feel your hopes and dreams and aspirations of victory slowly ebbing?”

“It’s………not………over…………yet”

At the top of the ramp we can see several referees and members of the medical staff come out and slowly start to walk down the ramp. They get down to the cage and just wait, both of these men have been to hell and back and I can almost guarantee you that one or both of them are going to need medical attention when all is said and done. We see Knight ring his fingers across his throat ala Undertaker and get into position. Is the General Manager going to go for another Lights Out which very well could put the end to the reign of Beno?

“Get up you son of a bitch, you’ve had this coming for so long…my moment is now…this is for you Jessica”

General Manager Knight waits for Beno to stand up and maneuvers behind him when he does. Beno turns and Knight fires for the kick, but Beno catches his leg and just starts to shake his head. Beno then spins the leg of Knight around and lays into him with a short arm lariat. Beno then mounts Knight and starts to reign down on him with closed fists. Knight covers up and then counters as he rolls Beno onto his back and starts to reign down on him with some closed fists of his own.

“Stay down”

“Just stop already”

“This has gone on for long enough”

We see Knight and Beno roll around trading closed fist blows until finally Beno pushes himself off of Knight and gets to his feet. Allowing Christian to get to his feet as well, we see Beno just take a moment to nod in approval at the war that has unfolded so far. It’s no time for celebration or accolades right now though as Knight charges forward but gets kicked in the stomach and then kicked in the ribs by Beno. Another kick to the stomach fully doubles Knight over and we see Beno pull him into position and feebly signals for the end of the contest. Beno then lifts General Manager Knight up into position for the Beno Bomb. Knight starts to rapidly punch Beno in the head to try and break the hold, but Beno digs down deep and musters the strength to hoist Knight up, the knees of the champ buckle though so as Beno’s legs give out, we see him still drive Knight down and onto the top of the cage with the Beno Bomb. The elevated force shakes the entire top of the structure, but it holds firm as Knight rolls over onto his stomach and Beno is now down on the top of the cage structure as well.

“I am so tired, it hurts so much, but I have to keep going…for the Knights…for Camelot!”

“Jessica……have I………let you down………again”

Beno slowly gets to his feet and he looks over to see Knight is still slumped down on his stomach right below where the World Title belt is hanging. Beno then stomps Knight a couple of times before grabbing him and getting him into position for another Beno Bomb. This time though we see Beno maneuver Knight over near the edge of the cage structure, high above where the announcer tables are positioned. Is the champ going to try and send his challenger off the top of the triple cage? It’s a near fifty foot drop, it could kill him! Is that what it’s going to take to get the job done? Beno bends down and wraps his arms around the stomach of Knight, but when he tries to lift him up, we see Knight deadweight him and just go limp which causes Beno to struggle. Knight then fights back with as much strength as he has left to muster, which is enough to turn then slightly and away from the edge, but Beno still has Knight in a precarious situation, cinched in firm for the Beno Bomb. Beno then tries to lift again, but again fails as Knight chops and punches away at the legs of the champion. We then see Knight use what very well could be the final ounce of strength he has as he stands up and counters the finishing move by back body dropping Beno. In a surreal moment that almost seems to slow down, Beno flips backwards and falls onto and through the cage door on top of the cell. Beno falls through the top of the cell, down through the door leading to the second cell and lands in a hard heap on top of the door leading back down to the ring. A silence just falls over the arena, no blood thirsty chants of “Oh My God” or “Holy Shit”, just a stunned, amazed silence. Beno’s champion heart shows though as he stirs and tries to move, but that little bit of movement was all it took as the final door gives way and Beno falls through and smacks into the mat hard.

The champion convulses in pain on top of the mat as the medical staff gets let into the cage. On top we see General Manager Knight stand up and at first not realize exactly what happened. Then he stands up, gets himself steady and then looks at the hole on top of the cage, then down below and then it dawns on him what just happened. General Manager Knight then looks up and sees the World Title gleaming in the arena lights. If there was ever a moment, it’s right now. General Manager Knight reaches up for the title, but then gets a little bit of vertigo as he sees how far down it is. Taking a step back we see Knight catch his breath as he reaches up and pulls the title over, unclasping the snaps slowly we watch the title come free and Knight drops triumphantly/exhaustedly to his knees as the bell sounds.

Ladies and gentleman we have a new champion!

Winner and NEW Thy WWE World Champion: General Manager Knight

Tears are welling up in the eyes of General Manager Knight as he tries to stand up, but he can’t. Going back to his knees, we just see Knight hug his new championship and look up at the ceiling.

“Jessica…I did it, are you proud of me…I’m finally…………a champion”

Down in the ring we see the medical staff calling for a gurney while Beno keeps trying to stand and leave under his own power, but falling in the process.

A new era has begun here in Thy WWE ladies and gentleman, you were given the chance to witness two men who simply wanted immortality. But only one could get it, and that was our General Manager, and new champion, Christian Knight. Our next Raw show is going to be an interesting one.

Our show goes off the air with the now former World Champion Beno being loaded onto a gurney and being pulled from the ring and slowly taken backstage.

SHOW ENDS

[Dominic Reynolds]

Just a few notes...

1. Whoever wrote Blade vs. JTB is a jew, unless I'm mistaken, the writers are asked to draft endings for both participants potentially winning. You sir did not, so if the ending is shit, I apologize, I just churned it out quickly for sake of getting the show up.

2. The Battle Royal was supposed to be done yesterday by Blade, so whenever he gets it in, I'm sure he'll edit it, but I'm not concerned with that....the main show matches were my focus.

3. If you got a problem with match outcomes, don't bitch to Blade and Ken. I picked all winners, again for sake of getting the show up. Come to me and intelligently tell me why you feel slighted and I will respond with an intelligent explanation as such explaining why I picked the way I did.

4. Let's try not to take a week to get the three reviews up. I'm probably going to write a review and not only did I help Ken with the main event, not only did I post the show, but I'm supposed to be retired. So if I can, there's no reason why the rest can't.

That is all.....

[Niall]

First of all...........Wow, what a show, now on to the review.

Jesse Neal v Demmie Mae:
I wrote so I dont really have a review on it.

Bob Cena v Bret Hart:
I think it was JTB that wrote this, what a match, such an extreme match. I loved the commentators and the wrestlers emotions throughout the match, thanks to whoever wrote it for making the end to the rivalry so great. I would also like to thank Cass, for such a well worked storyline, first real storyline I've been in, so I'm glad it turned out so well.

Kurt Orton v Sheamus:
Another amazing match, terrific match by Angel, again I enjoyed the interaction of the commentators, it just makes it seem more life like. Clever twist at the end, hopefully this isnt the end of Sheamus in ThyWWE.

JTB v Blade LaVigne:
Once again JTB shows why he has been champion for 5 months. The match was a little short but it was decent while it lasted.

Beno v GM Knight:
The match of the year without question, it had it all, extreme, emotion, and to top it all off it was so unpredictable. Congratulations to Ken on winning the World Championship, it will be interesting to see where ThyWWE goes from here

["British Brawler" Zak Shields]

Starr it was me who wrote the Blade vs JTB match.. im sorry

Review time -

Match 1 - Demmie still on top of her game she wont be stopped. Match was really well written and nicely put together. Good job

Match 2 - 2 things. 1 AWESOME match. thank you for the final send off and the fantastic match. 2 Sorry for the crap RP for such an awesome match. The whole thing was just sensational. Bob I thank you also for the best dam rivalry ever.

Match 3 - Kurt commiserations dude thought you had won this one mate. Well done Angel for the show of dominace that you still have it. Match was fantasic!

Match 4 - Short, sharp and to the point. like i said sorry for not doing the two ending thing. ill make sure wont happen again.

Match 5 - Match of the Night/Year (Close second is Bret vs Bob). Congrats to GM Knight. what does this mean for the knights! Match like i said was faultless!

[Dominic Reynolds]

May 31, 2013 15:00:13 GMT -5 "British Brawler" Zak Shields said:

Starr it was me who wrote the Blade vs JTB match.. im sorry

Review time -

Match 1 - Demmie still on top of her game she wont be stopped. Match was really well written and nicely put together. Good job

Match 2 - 2 things. 1 AWESOME match. thank you for the final send off and the fantastic match. 2 Sorry for the crap RP for such an awesome match. The whole thing was just sensational. Bob I thank you also for the best dam rivalry ever.

Match 3 - Kurt commiserations dude thought you had won this one mate. Well done Angel for the show of dominace that you still have it. Match was fantasic!

Match 4 - Short, sharp and to the point. like i said sorry for not doing the two ending thing. ill make sure wont happen again.

Match 5 - Match of the Night/Year (Close second is Bret vs Bob). Congrats to GM Knight. what does this mean for the knights! Match like i said was faultless!

I still love you Bret.

["British Brawler" Zak Shields]

glad someone does lol

[☆Demmi-Mae☆]

OMG well first off me loved it very good show and was gripped reading it the whole way through. Also if this review is shit please dont kill me I tried but again really good show.

My match Vs Jesse:
Really good at getting both of our personalities and so well written LOVE it hehe so thankyou POT loved how there was commentators as well

Bob Vs Bret:
Well I was gripped from the start, very good piece of writing whoever did it the emotion felt real when reading it, very good ending and Cass man I will miss you poor Bret too , but all in all for the fued to end this way was so brilliant it played out as if it were real so props to whoever wrote this (i could picture this going on)

Orton Vs Sheamus:
Well what can I say, the commentators was well written as was the match Angel you are a star and I love your writing. Couldn't wait to see this match and finally we have seen it which was worth the wait, and the ending a twist that has me questioning is Sheamus ever comming back or is he done?

Joey Vs Blade:
Short match compared with the rest and could have captured their personalities better but it was a good read and it showed why Joey is the Champion.

Beno Vs Knight
What can I say? This match WOW my eyes did not leave the screen untill I had read every word. This has got to be best of the night hell best of this year so extreme and I love the talking. Only bad thing about it is Nooooo Knight wins -_- we have lost a belt.

Congrats to all winners, losing Bret and Beno losing not only his championship but against the GM, well that has put a damper on things with us knights I cannot wait to find out what is in store on raw. >.> but mark my words we Knights are not out quite yet

[Dominic Reynolds]

I'm satisfied with it. Kudos for the try Demmi, it's not super long, but I'll still take it.

Three review requirement met, more are always welcomed though.