Post by Vince McMahon on Dec 13, 2013 17:43:01 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents
RAW 121
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Dark Match: Cap. Tetley vs Troy Motors
Prove Yourself, Win Your Way Onto RAW
Tetley took care of business against Troy Motors before the actual show. Troy looked out of it as Tetley finished the match quick with his finisher and a the pin fall.
Winner: Tetley (Via No Show)
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The Raw telecast begins on an active note as we hear “Written In The Stars” by Tinie Tempah blaring out over the arena speakers and we see World Champion and General Manager Christian Knight making his way down the ramp looking like he is in a jovial mood. The World Title is proudly around Christian’s waist, looking shinier than ever. Getting down to ringside we see Christian hop up the ringside steps, lean down between the middle and top rope and go inside of the ring. The fans in the arena seem to be giving GM Knight a John Cena like reaction, as some are cheering the man, while others are jeering relentlessly. Not really paying it any mind, we see GM Knight walk over to the ringside crew and ask for a microphone. After being handed one, the music stops and we see the microphone get lifted up to his mouth.
General Manager Knight: You know something, I walked into the arena tonight smiling, I mean really beaming. But then again; seeing an annoying, deluded narcissist make a fool out of himself would have that effect on anybody. I’m going to admit something to all of you; even though he won the Ascension Rumble…I really haven’t been paying any attention to Scott Wilson.
Was that a bit foolish of me? Perhaps it was…
He caught my attention though, the over-indulgence, the flash, the pandering…something about it just seemed like he was trying too hard. Something about it just didn’t seem right, and it got me thinking.
Is Scott Wilson trying to compensate for something? Is Scott Wilson trying to draw attention from his own hidden shortcomings? Or could I have been mistaken the whole time, could he have really been as good as he claims to be…could I have really been that naïve? Either way, I needed to know…I needed to see if he had the resolve, the heart to persevere after being tested. Wrecking his statue was my way of seeing how Scott Wilson would handle dealing with something not going his way for a change, testing him to see if he truly had what it took to last here in the upper echelon of competition. I eagerly watched his match with Blade LaVigne to see how the “great” Scott Wilson would carry himself after what happened.
And then I was disappointed.
You let me down Scott, you really did.
For a moment I was actually hoping that I was wrong, that you were worth the hype that you were heaping on yourself. But no Scott, all the talk was simply that…just talk. And for somebody who chokes when faced with a little adversity to be in the main event of the biggest show of the year…well that’s just flat out not going to happen. Regrettably Scott, I can’t just take your title shot away from you.
But what I CAN do is make you fight to keep that shot. I think I’ll start tonight. You asked me for a rematch with Blade LaVigne and I gave it to you, but there is one catch that I didn’t mention.
If you lose again to Blade tonight, it will be HE, not you who headlines Wrestlemania IV with me.
I bet you don’t like that.
But if last week is any indicator, you won’t be able to handle it, or let alone do anything about it for that matter.
And you were billing yourself as some sort of saint, some kind of god among men.
Pfft…
More like a flash in the pan who’s fifteen seconds of fame is just about up.
Abruptly we see General Manger Knight exit the ring. We just saw strong words be spoken by him, now the question on everybody’s mind is how Scott Wilson is going to handle this bombshell news, that his Wrestlemania title shot is now on the line.
Is it unfair? Oh absolutely it is…but either way you look at it, the ball is now in Scott’s court to show us he can back up the big talk we have seen from him as of late.
As General Manager Knight goes backstage, the show goes to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL
RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL
General Manager Knight: You know something, I walked into the arena tonight smiling, I mean really beaming. But then again; seeing an annoying, deluded narcissist make a fool out of himself would have that effect on anybody. I’m going to admit something to all of you; even though he won the Ascension Rumble…I really haven’t been paying any attention to Scott Wilson.
Was that a bit foolish of me? Perhaps it was…
He caught my attention though, the over-indulgence, the flash, the pandering…something about it just seemed like he was trying too hard. Something about it just didn’t seem right, and it got me thinking.
Is Scott Wilson trying to compensate for something? Is Scott Wilson trying to draw attention from his own hidden shortcomings? Or could I have been mistaken the whole time, could he have really been as good as he claims to be…could I have really been that naïve? Either way, I needed to know…I needed to see if he had the resolve, the heart to persevere after being tested. Wrecking his statue was my way of seeing how Scott Wilson would handle dealing with something not going his way for a change, testing him to see if he truly had what it took to last here in the upper echelon of competition. I eagerly watched his match with Blade LaVigne to see how the “great” Scott Wilson would carry himself after what happened.
And then I was disappointed.
You let me down Scott, you really did.
For a moment I was actually hoping that I was wrong, that you were worth the hype that you were heaping on yourself. But no Scott, all the talk was simply that…just talk. And for somebody who chokes when faced with a little adversity to be in the main event of the biggest show of the year…well that’s just flat out not going to happen. Regrettably Scott, I can’t just take your title shot away from you.
But what I CAN do is make you fight to keep that shot. I think I’ll start tonight. You asked me for a rematch with Blade LaVigne and I gave it to you, but there is one catch that I didn’t mention.
If you lose again to Blade tonight, it will be HE, not you who headlines Wrestlemania IV with me.
I bet you don’t like that.
But if last week is any indicator, you won’t be able to handle it, or let alone do anything about it for that matter.
And you were billing yourself as some sort of saint, some kind of god among men.
Pfft…
More like a flash in the pan who’s fifteen seconds of fame is just about up.
Abruptly we see General Manger Knight exit the ring. We just saw strong words be spoken by him, now the question on everybody’s mind is how Scott Wilson is going to handle this bombshell news, that his Wrestlemania title shot is now on the line.
Is it unfair? Oh absolutely it is…but either way you look at it, the ball is now in Scott’s court to show us he can back up the big talk we have seen from him as of late.
As General Manager Knight goes backstage, the show goes to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL
RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL
We come back from commercial as this picture comes on.
The show officially begins.
Phil Latio: Welcome back, remember I am Phil Latio and sitting next to me is my partner, Don Chuckles.
Don Chuckles: Thanks for that introduction Phil. But let's move on to our opening match up!
Phil Latio: Former TV champion, Demmie Mae will be taking on Jesse Neal.
Match One
Demmie Mae vs Jesse Neal
The match started off odd with Jesse Neal blowing kisses at Demmie Mae while doing his entrance. Demmie shakes her head as Neal laughed and chuckled.
It began with Jesse winking at Demmie Mae. Jesse goes in for an unexpected hug like grapple. And Demmie brings a knee up into the stomach.
Neal falls to his knees. Demmie kisses her own hand and then WHACK, right across the face, Demmie bitch slaps Neal. He falls to the mat, grabbing his face.
Demmie steps onto Neal's stomach for a pin. Neal holding his face in pain as Demmie gests the
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Winner of the Match: Demmie Mae
(Neal's RP was disqualified for being unnecessary and out of place.)
Phil Latio: What did I just watch Don?
Don Chuckles: Softcore porn is better than this! Come on!
Phil Latio: Weird but let's move onto our next match up. Zak Shields will be taking on the up and comer Hardkore Comley.
Don Chuckles: Should be a good one Phil!
Match Two
Hardkore Comley vs Zak Shields
As the bell rings, Comley and Shields lock up. Shields knees Comley in the stomach a couple of times, keeping his grip on Comley. Comley lets go of Shields, Zak and Comley just stare at each other. They both start circling the ring, not taking their attention off each other, Comley advances quickly at Zak, spearing him. He goes for the pin.
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Zak kicks out, and Comley just stares at the ref. Comley grabs Zak, taking him by the hair, Shields punches Comley in the stomach once and it does nothing, he punches him again, Comley lets go yet again. Shields goes to grab Comley and throw him into the corner, but as soon as Zak grabs Comley by his shoulders, Comley headbutts him. It throws Zak offguard as he falls backwards. Comley picks up Zak, he wraps his arm around the head of Zak and performs a DDT, Zak just falls over, Comley goes for the pin, again.
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Shields kicks out, Comley is starting to grow frustrated, he grabs Shields again and lifts him up vertically. Comley performs a suplex, he picks up Shields yet again and performs another suplex. Shields lands on his back, he rolls over to his stomach. Shields stands up slowly, Comley waits for Shields to turn towards him. As soon as Shields makes it to his feet.
Comley comes running at him and hits him with a brogue kick. Shields falls to the ground, Comley grabs his leg and drags him to the middle of the ring. Comley pins Shields.
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Winner of the Match: Hardkore Comley!
Comley gets his hand raised and he smiles. Comley goes to the side of the ring and exits the ring and into the back. Shield gets back onto his feet, holding his head with one hand.
Suddenly 'Unorthodox' by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena, as the crowd begins to boo. Bret looks to the top of the ramp in anger as he attends to Zak. From behind the curtain walks the duo of Bob Cena and Crack. Cena is wearing his "I'm A Pro Wrestling Guy" with a pair of camo shorts. He is bruised from the week before when Bret and Zak attacked him. Cena is carrying a microphone and begins speaking as he walks down the ramp.
Bob Cena:
Last week.......I got my ass handed to me by Bret "The Hitman" Hart and his little protege Zak Shields. He grabbed me and he hit me with his best shot over and over and over until I could barely stand. But no matter how hard he hit me, how damaging the attack was, I still got back up. I'm not gonna lie, just a week later I'm here battered and bruised, not medically cleared to compete tonight, I took a beating of a lifetime, but I'm still standing!
Cena and Crack slide into the ring as Bret and Zak exit the ring to avoid a confrontation.
Bob Cena:
I'm glad you both left the ring, I really am, because if you didnt, I would have beaten you to death and you know it.
The crowd boos Cena and Crack in support of Bret and Zak
Bob Cena:
Oh yeah, boo me because what I do is in bad taste! The things I say are disrespectful! I should treat that man right there like he is God's gift to professional wrestling! But whatever you do, do not point a finger at Bret Hart, no no he's the hero in all of this, talking bad about is blasphemy! I mean everybody knows that I love great pro wrestlers, Hell it even says it on my t-shirt..........But your behaviour is disrespectful. What you have done in your life is in very bad taste, because to me, a 56 year old man clutching on to stardom, trying to relive his glory days and thinking that he can go toe to toe with the Best in the World is worse than anything I have ever done..........I guess one of the side effects of our matches was brain damage because you seem to think that after your little "break", that you're well rested enough to take down the big bad wolf...........And shame on all of you! Shame on you all for disrespecting me through the years, hell even through this promo I have heard a couple of idiots booing.........
The crowd begin chanting for both Zak and Bret to the dismay of Cena.
Bob Cena:
I remember your retirement like it was yesterday Bret. You gave a very tear enducing speech in the ring about how you will go live the rest of your life with your family and how you were beaten by the better man. But what happened, huh? You came back last week! And then you came back this week, proving that your word means absolutely nothing.
Zak goes to slide into the ring but Bret pulls him back to tell him to calm down.
Bob Cena:
So here's what we're going to do, I'm giving you the chance to touch greatness one last time. Step into the ring with Bob Cena.
The crowd goes wild as Crack leans in and whispers something into Cena's ear.
Bob Cena:
Hell, better yet why dont you both step into the ring? 2 on 2........Myself and Crack taking on Zak Shields and Bret Hart.......
Zak and Bret look at each other and deliberate over the decision before they both climb into the ring to go face to face with Operation Fuck Up, as the crowd volume reaches a deafening level.
Bob Cena:
Oh its on! Its on!.............At Wrestlemania!.
Cena and Crack quickly slide out of the ring, making the crowd turn for the worse.
Bob Cena:
See you then boys.......
Monday Night Raw goes to a commercial break as we see Bret and Zak glaring at their rivals at the top of the ramp
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: I can not believe Wrestlemania IV is just around the corner Don. So excited.
Don Chuckles: I am aswell Phil but enough about Wrestlemania, we have two more matches to watch and enjoy!
Match Three
Beno vs Kurt Orton
Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, what a night we've had so far tonight, and now it's time for our semi-main event...
Chuckles: That's right, Latio, it's time to watch the One and Only, Beno... King of Thy WWE... King of Camelot... wipe the floor with Kurt Orton yet again!
Latio: Never count Orton out, Don. Many have made that mistake and have fell victim to the Killswitch... I'm sure Kurt Orton hasn't forgotten just how close he came to taking the Thy WWE World Title off of Beno in that hellacious Casket Match earlier this year.
Chuckles: Oh, it eats him up inside. Of course he remembers! He had the chance to shut all the critics up once and for all... To prove to us all that he wasn't a complete loser... But he squandered that opportunity. And tonight... He has another chance. An extremely thin chance, but a chance nonetheless...
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SWITCH!
Steve Cruise: Ladies & Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first, from Newark, NJ weighing in at 245 pounds... This is "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!!!
"Unknown Soldier" by Breaking Benjamin blasts across the PA System as Kurt Orton walks out after the opening beat, Kurt keeps on walking down the ramp until he reaches the stairs.. he looks around the arena to all of his fans and pats his chest three times before entering the ring with a smile on his face, he pats his chest three more times and does the lookout taunt after that. Orton now sits in the corner while he waits patiently on his opponent in absolute focus.
Latio: Here he is, The Prodigy! All business tonight and so he should be.
Don: Jobber duty, Latio...
Always Running by Malukah” blares over the loud speakers. The lights dim as Beno makes it to the arena. Beno walks onto the stage. He poses for a moment as red and gold pyros shoot off. He cocks a smirk as he begins walking to the ring. He slides into the ring and ascends the turnbuckle with arms held high.
Latio: The former World Champion went absolutely insane last week... I'm not sure if Joey the Bastard will ever recover from that beating, Don.
Don: Yeah, I don't know what's going on between those two but they need to bury the hatchet before all of Camelot and Thy WWE are ripped apart.
Latio: He certainly has one hell of a mean streak going in recent weeks. Orton needs to be careful here... I haven't heard from The Bastard all week. Nobody has! Is he okay? Who knows... All I know is that this match is about to get under way!
The crowd is chanting "Beno sucks!" and he just chuckles to himself as he stares daggers at Kurt Orton. Orton stares right back at Beno; not backing down. The ref calls for the bell and the two men lock up in an elbow and collar. Orton tries to push Beno back but Beno won't budge. Beno thens uses all of his strength to shove Orton across the ring and on to his rear end.
Latio: The power that this man possesses is just mind boggling, Don.
Don: Yeah, but don't forget he can be quick, too. He's the total package, Latio.
Orton back up and they lock up again. Same strategy from Orton and that results in him getting tossed backward in to the turnbuckle. Beno then hits Orton across the chest with a downward slap. The crack echos throughout the arena as the crowd WOOs. Beno looks to be a little bit angry as he yells at Kurt Orton...
Beno: COME ON!
Beno slaps his own chest, mocking Orton. Orton bursts out of the corner and chops Beno hard across the chest. Beno doesn't stumble, he just bellows at Kurt Orton...
Beno: IS THAT ALL?
Orton with another chop to the chest, this time harder. Beno yells in face again, and this time Kurt Orton drops Beno with a right hand to the jaw to a cheer from the crowd.
Don: You can't put your hands on The King like that! Look at what happened to The Bastard!
Latio: Beno's laughing, look at him! What's gotten in to this guy?
Beno laughs at Orton and gets to his feet. Orton with a few shots to the head sends Beno reeling. Beno in the corner now as Orton drives home a few more chops. Orton then whips Beno in to the opposite turnbuckle and follows up, going for a clothesline in the corner, but Beno moves out of the way, bounces off the ropes and lunges at Orton, hitting head first in to Orton's knee cap. Orton yelps out in pain and goes down. Beno moves quickly and drags Orton to his feet and proceeds to send Kurt Orton shoulder first between the ropes and in to the ring post. Beno then drags Orton to the middle of the ring and turns Orton over, locking in a single leg Boston crab...
Latio: What a sequence, Don... You can't make any mistakes against this man. In the span of five seconds, Beno has taken out both the shoulder and the knee of Kurt Orton.
Don: He's a mad scientist, Latio... He knows exactly where to strike and when to do it.
Kurt Orton tries to reach the ropes but Beno pulls him in to the center of the ring and sits all the way back as Orton screams. Beno roars as he he leans back with all of his strength.
Don: Orton's going to tap! Yes!
Latio: He doesn't have a choice here, Don...
Orton has his hand up, and is ready to tap. The crowd is trying to will him back in to this thing. Then a voice breaks thew tension...
?: Hey, Beno... Up here, buddy!
The Bastard has appeared on the TitanTron and the crowd cheers at the sight of him.
Latio: The Bastard!
Don: Wow, he's in rough shape...
The Bastard is sitting in a hospital bed, his head wrapped, his face bruised and battered... Beno looks up and sees this. He lets go of the hold and stares up at the Tron, yelling.
JTB: Calm down, Beno... I'm just letting you know that I'm okay... Just like a true friend should...
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Kurt Orton has gotten to his feet, Beno doesn't see him...
JTB: Uh oh, watch out, KO's back up!
Beno quickly turns around and drops Orton with a clothesline. Then he turns his attention back to the Tron.
JTB: That was close... Just like how close I was to having my career ended last week... By you! I'm sitting here in a God damn hospital because of you... My leg is mangled because of you... You knocked out my favorite tooth! I lost a lot of blood because of you... The doctors says that I shouldn't compete at WrestleMania... That it could very well be the end of my career... But Beno, you tried to take me out last week... BUT YOU HAVE TO KILL ME TO KEEP ME FROM WRESTLEMANIA!
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Beno has hate in his eyes and sour look on his face as he yells something up at the Tron...
JTB: And to ensure that you keep your word and actually show up, I'm putting my IC Title up for grabs... Look out!
Orton grabs Beno but Beno lays him out with a wickid shot to the face.
JTB: Wow, nice shot, man... There's a catch, though... If you wanna shut me up once and for all... You're gonna have to go through Hell. If I wanna get revenge on you for damn near endind me... I'm gonna have to go through Hell... Together, Beno... You and I... At WrestleMania... Are going to have to go through Hell... THREE STAGES OF HELL!
The crowd pops big time. Beno's eyes are wide.
Latio: Oh my God! Three Stages of Hell between these two? That's going to be brutal... It's going to be sick... It's going to be twisted!
JTB: And since you put me a the hospital last week... I'm getting out tomorrow by the way... You forced me to take a trip in an ambulance... And for that... I'm gonna repay that favor, because the third and final fall is gonna be an Ambulance Match!
The crowd roars as Beno nods his head, almost in a trance... Thinking about the damage that he could inflict.
JTB: Cause we all know that it's gonna go to three falls, let's not bullshit anybody... You can't have Three Stages with out all three Stages! And we may as well start with the most important stage... The third stage... But as far as the other two are concerned... We're just gonna have to wait until next week to find out.
Don: Oh, that... BASTARD!
Beno starts yelling at the Tron again. The Bastard laughs at him then disappears. Beno shakes his head, visibly angry, and Kurt Orton sneaks up a third time and rolls Beno up... The ref counts...
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Beno is taken by surprise but quickly snaps out of it. He big boots Orton in the face as Orton goes for a spear. Beno then sets up Orton and drops him with a Beno Bomb. Beno with the cover...
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Winner of the Match: Beno!
The ref raises Beno's arm as Beno stares down at Orton.
Don: Nice! That coward, Kurt Orton, sneaking up on Beno like that...
Latio: KO almost pulled a fast one over Beno's head... But more fasinating events have unfolded... Wait a minute, what the hell is Beno doing?
Beno isn't done with Orton yet. Beno slides out of the ring and goes under the ring. He pulls out...
Latio: It's that damn sword! Beno's got the sword again! Get out of there, Orton!
Don: Uh oh, not again...
The crowd is booing like crazy as Beno slides in to the ring.
Latio: He's lost it, Don! He's snapped! Don't do it, Beno!
The ref tries to get in the way, but Beno shoves him aside.
Latio: Oh, come on!
Beno looks down at Orton and raises the sword above his head and swings down. But the ref grabs his hands. Beno struggles with the ref for a second before kicking the ref in the gut, sending him through the ropes and out of the ring. Beno then looks down at Orton again. He raises the sword above his head. Orton opens his eyes to see a mad man standing over him holding a sword over his head, ready to chop his head off. Orton rolls out of the ring just in time and Beno chops at him, just missing.
Latio: Oh, thank God!
Don: He wasn't really gonna do it, Latio... He was just sending a message... Playing mind games.
Latio: Are you blind, Don? Beno was going to chop his head clean off! This man needs to be locked up! He's going to seriously hurt somebody one of these days!
Beno watches as Kurt Orton jogs up the ramp in shock. The whole stadium is in shock as Beno roars and holds the sword above his head as we cut to commercial.
COMMERCIAL
Phil Latio: Woah, what an event we just witnessed. Beno is a mad man Don!
Don Chuckles: He is something else Phil. But let's move on to our main event!
Phil Latio: Blade LaVigne taking on Scott Wilson, Round Two!
Don Chuckles: Blade took down Scott last week, can he do it again tonight?
Phil Latio: We shall find out!
The show officially begins.
Phil Latio: Welcome back, remember I am Phil Latio and sitting next to me is my partner, Don Chuckles.
Don Chuckles: Thanks for that introduction Phil. But let's move on to our opening match up!
Phil Latio: Former TV champion, Demmie Mae will be taking on Jesse Neal.
Match One
Demmie Mae vs Jesse Neal
The match started off odd with Jesse Neal blowing kisses at Demmie Mae while doing his entrance. Demmie shakes her head as Neal laughed and chuckled.
It began with Jesse winking at Demmie Mae. Jesse goes in for an unexpected hug like grapple. And Demmie brings a knee up into the stomach.
Neal falls to his knees. Demmie kisses her own hand and then WHACK, right across the face, Demmie bitch slaps Neal. He falls to the mat, grabbing his face.
Demmie steps onto Neal's stomach for a pin. Neal holding his face in pain as Demmie gests the
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Winner of the Match: Demmie Mae
(Neal's RP was disqualified for being unnecessary and out of place.)
Phil Latio: What did I just watch Don?
Don Chuckles: Softcore porn is better than this! Come on!
Phil Latio: Weird but let's move onto our next match up. Zak Shields will be taking on the up and comer Hardkore Comley.
Don Chuckles: Should be a good one Phil!
Match Two
Hardkore Comley vs Zak Shields
As the bell rings, Comley and Shields lock up. Shields knees Comley in the stomach a couple of times, keeping his grip on Comley. Comley lets go of Shields, Zak and Comley just stare at each other. They both start circling the ring, not taking their attention off each other, Comley advances quickly at Zak, spearing him. He goes for the pin.
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Zak kicks out, and Comley just stares at the ref. Comley grabs Zak, taking him by the hair, Shields punches Comley in the stomach once and it does nothing, he punches him again, Comley lets go yet again. Shields goes to grab Comley and throw him into the corner, but as soon as Zak grabs Comley by his shoulders, Comley headbutts him. It throws Zak offguard as he falls backwards. Comley picks up Zak, he wraps his arm around the head of Zak and performs a DDT, Zak just falls over, Comley goes for the pin, again.
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Shields kicks out, Comley is starting to grow frustrated, he grabs Shields again and lifts him up vertically. Comley performs a suplex, he picks up Shields yet again and performs another suplex. Shields lands on his back, he rolls over to his stomach. Shields stands up slowly, Comley waits for Shields to turn towards him. As soon as Shields makes it to his feet.
Comley comes running at him and hits him with a brogue kick. Shields falls to the ground, Comley grabs his leg and drags him to the middle of the ring. Comley pins Shields.
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Winner of the Match: Hardkore Comley!
Comley gets his hand raised and he smiles. Comley goes to the side of the ring and exits the ring and into the back. Shield gets back onto his feet, holding his head with one hand.
Suddenly 'Unorthodox' by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasts around the arena, as the crowd begins to boo. Bret looks to the top of the ramp in anger as he attends to Zak. From behind the curtain walks the duo of Bob Cena and Crack. Cena is wearing his "I'm A Pro Wrestling Guy" with a pair of camo shorts. He is bruised from the week before when Bret and Zak attacked him. Cena is carrying a microphone and begins speaking as he walks down the ramp.
Bob Cena:
Last week.......I got my ass handed to me by Bret "The Hitman" Hart and his little protege Zak Shields. He grabbed me and he hit me with his best shot over and over and over until I could barely stand. But no matter how hard he hit me, how damaging the attack was, I still got back up. I'm not gonna lie, just a week later I'm here battered and bruised, not medically cleared to compete tonight, I took a beating of a lifetime, but I'm still standing!
Cena and Crack slide into the ring as Bret and Zak exit the ring to avoid a confrontation.
Bob Cena:
I'm glad you both left the ring, I really am, because if you didnt, I would have beaten you to death and you know it.
The crowd boos Cena and Crack in support of Bret and Zak
Bob Cena:
Oh yeah, boo me because what I do is in bad taste! The things I say are disrespectful! I should treat that man right there like he is God's gift to professional wrestling! But whatever you do, do not point a finger at Bret Hart, no no he's the hero in all of this, talking bad about is blasphemy! I mean everybody knows that I love great pro wrestlers, Hell it even says it on my t-shirt..........But your behaviour is disrespectful. What you have done in your life is in very bad taste, because to me, a 56 year old man clutching on to stardom, trying to relive his glory days and thinking that he can go toe to toe with the Best in the World is worse than anything I have ever done..........I guess one of the side effects of our matches was brain damage because you seem to think that after your little "break", that you're well rested enough to take down the big bad wolf...........And shame on all of you! Shame on you all for disrespecting me through the years, hell even through this promo I have heard a couple of idiots booing.........
The crowd begin chanting for both Zak and Bret to the dismay of Cena.
Bob Cena:
I remember your retirement like it was yesterday Bret. You gave a very tear enducing speech in the ring about how you will go live the rest of your life with your family and how you were beaten by the better man. But what happened, huh? You came back last week! And then you came back this week, proving that your word means absolutely nothing.
Zak goes to slide into the ring but Bret pulls him back to tell him to calm down.
Bob Cena:
So here's what we're going to do, I'm giving you the chance to touch greatness one last time. Step into the ring with Bob Cena.
The crowd goes wild as Crack leans in and whispers something into Cena's ear.
Bob Cena:
Hell, better yet why dont you both step into the ring? 2 on 2........Myself and Crack taking on Zak Shields and Bret Hart.......
Zak and Bret look at each other and deliberate over the decision before they both climb into the ring to go face to face with Operation Fuck Up, as the crowd volume reaches a deafening level.
Bob Cena:
Oh its on! Its on!.............At Wrestlemania!.
Cena and Crack quickly slide out of the ring, making the crowd turn for the worse.
Bob Cena:
See you then boys.......
Monday Night Raw goes to a commercial break as we see Bret and Zak glaring at their rivals at the top of the ramp
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: I can not believe Wrestlemania IV is just around the corner Don. So excited.
Don Chuckles: I am aswell Phil but enough about Wrestlemania, we have two more matches to watch and enjoy!
Match Three
Beno vs Kurt Orton
Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, what a night we've had so far tonight, and now it's time for our semi-main event...
Chuckles: That's right, Latio, it's time to watch the One and Only, Beno... King of Thy WWE... King of Camelot... wipe the floor with Kurt Orton yet again!
Latio: Never count Orton out, Don. Many have made that mistake and have fell victim to the Killswitch... I'm sure Kurt Orton hasn't forgotten just how close he came to taking the Thy WWE World Title off of Beno in that hellacious Casket Match earlier this year.
Chuckles: Oh, it eats him up inside. Of course he remembers! He had the chance to shut all the critics up once and for all... To prove to us all that he wasn't a complete loser... But he squandered that opportunity. And tonight... He has another chance. An extremely thin chance, but a chance nonetheless...
HIT!
THE!
SWITCH!
Steve Cruise: Ladies & Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first, from Newark, NJ weighing in at 245 pounds... This is "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!!!
"Unknown Soldier" by Breaking Benjamin blasts across the PA System as Kurt Orton walks out after the opening beat, Kurt keeps on walking down the ramp until he reaches the stairs.. he looks around the arena to all of his fans and pats his chest three times before entering the ring with a smile on his face, he pats his chest three more times and does the lookout taunt after that. Orton now sits in the corner while he waits patiently on his opponent in absolute focus.
Latio: Here he is, The Prodigy! All business tonight and so he should be.
Don: Jobber duty, Latio...
Always Running by Malukah” blares over the loud speakers. The lights dim as Beno makes it to the arena. Beno walks onto the stage. He poses for a moment as red and gold pyros shoot off. He cocks a smirk as he begins walking to the ring. He slides into the ring and ascends the turnbuckle with arms held high.
Latio: The former World Champion went absolutely insane last week... I'm not sure if Joey the Bastard will ever recover from that beating, Don.
Don: Yeah, I don't know what's going on between those two but they need to bury the hatchet before all of Camelot and Thy WWE are ripped apart.
Latio: He certainly has one hell of a mean streak going in recent weeks. Orton needs to be careful here... I haven't heard from The Bastard all week. Nobody has! Is he okay? Who knows... All I know is that this match is about to get under way!
The crowd is chanting "Beno sucks!" and he just chuckles to himself as he stares daggers at Kurt Orton. Orton stares right back at Beno; not backing down. The ref calls for the bell and the two men lock up in an elbow and collar. Orton tries to push Beno back but Beno won't budge. Beno thens uses all of his strength to shove Orton across the ring and on to his rear end.
Latio: The power that this man possesses is just mind boggling, Don.
Don: Yeah, but don't forget he can be quick, too. He's the total package, Latio.
Orton back up and they lock up again. Same strategy from Orton and that results in him getting tossed backward in to the turnbuckle. Beno then hits Orton across the chest with a downward slap. The crack echos throughout the arena as the crowd WOOs. Beno looks to be a little bit angry as he yells at Kurt Orton...
Beno: COME ON!
Beno slaps his own chest, mocking Orton. Orton bursts out of the corner and chops Beno hard across the chest. Beno doesn't stumble, he just bellows at Kurt Orton...
Beno: IS THAT ALL?
Orton with another chop to the chest, this time harder. Beno yells in face again, and this time Kurt Orton drops Beno with a right hand to the jaw to a cheer from the crowd.
Don: You can't put your hands on The King like that! Look at what happened to The Bastard!
Latio: Beno's laughing, look at him! What's gotten in to this guy?
Beno laughs at Orton and gets to his feet. Orton with a few shots to the head sends Beno reeling. Beno in the corner now as Orton drives home a few more chops. Orton then whips Beno in to the opposite turnbuckle and follows up, going for a clothesline in the corner, but Beno moves out of the way, bounces off the ropes and lunges at Orton, hitting head first in to Orton's knee cap. Orton yelps out in pain and goes down. Beno moves quickly and drags Orton to his feet and proceeds to send Kurt Orton shoulder first between the ropes and in to the ring post. Beno then drags Orton to the middle of the ring and turns Orton over, locking in a single leg Boston crab...
Latio: What a sequence, Don... You can't make any mistakes against this man. In the span of five seconds, Beno has taken out both the shoulder and the knee of Kurt Orton.
Don: He's a mad scientist, Latio... He knows exactly where to strike and when to do it.
Kurt Orton tries to reach the ropes but Beno pulls him in to the center of the ring and sits all the way back as Orton screams. Beno roars as he he leans back with all of his strength.
Don: Orton's going to tap! Yes!
Latio: He doesn't have a choice here, Don...
Orton has his hand up, and is ready to tap. The crowd is trying to will him back in to this thing. Then a voice breaks thew tension...
?: Hey, Beno... Up here, buddy!
The Bastard has appeared on the TitanTron and the crowd cheers at the sight of him.
Latio: The Bastard!
Don: Wow, he's in rough shape...
The Bastard is sitting in a hospital bed, his head wrapped, his face bruised and battered... Beno looks up and sees this. He lets go of the hold and stares up at the Tron, yelling.
JTB: Calm down, Beno... I'm just letting you know that I'm okay... Just like a true friend should...
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Kurt Orton has gotten to his feet, Beno doesn't see him...
JTB: Uh oh, watch out, KO's back up!
Beno quickly turns around and drops Orton with a clothesline. Then he turns his attention back to the Tron.
JTB: That was close... Just like how close I was to having my career ended last week... By you! I'm sitting here in a God damn hospital because of you... My leg is mangled because of you... You knocked out my favorite tooth! I lost a lot of blood because of you... The doctors says that I shouldn't compete at WrestleMania... That it could very well be the end of my career... But Beno, you tried to take me out last week... BUT YOU HAVE TO KILL ME TO KEEP ME FROM WRESTLEMANIA!
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Beno has hate in his eyes and sour look on his face as he yells something up at the Tron...
JTB: And to ensure that you keep your word and actually show up, I'm putting my IC Title up for grabs... Look out!
Orton grabs Beno but Beno lays him out with a wickid shot to the face.
JTB: Wow, nice shot, man... There's a catch, though... If you wanna shut me up once and for all... You're gonna have to go through Hell. If I wanna get revenge on you for damn near endind me... I'm gonna have to go through Hell... Together, Beno... You and I... At WrestleMania... Are going to have to go through Hell... THREE STAGES OF HELL!
The crowd pops big time. Beno's eyes are wide.
Latio: Oh my God! Three Stages of Hell between these two? That's going to be brutal... It's going to be sick... It's going to be twisted!
JTB: And since you put me a the hospital last week... I'm getting out tomorrow by the way... You forced me to take a trip in an ambulance... And for that... I'm gonna repay that favor, because the third and final fall is gonna be an Ambulance Match!
The crowd roars as Beno nods his head, almost in a trance... Thinking about the damage that he could inflict.
JTB: Cause we all know that it's gonna go to three falls, let's not bullshit anybody... You can't have Three Stages with out all three Stages! And we may as well start with the most important stage... The third stage... But as far as the other two are concerned... We're just gonna have to wait until next week to find out.
Don: Oh, that... BASTARD!
Beno starts yelling at the Tron again. The Bastard laughs at him then disappears. Beno shakes his head, visibly angry, and Kurt Orton sneaks up a third time and rolls Beno up... The ref counts...
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Beno is taken by surprise but quickly snaps out of it. He big boots Orton in the face as Orton goes for a spear. Beno then sets up Orton and drops him with a Beno Bomb. Beno with the cover...
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3!
DING DING DING
Winner of the Match: Beno!
The ref raises Beno's arm as Beno stares down at Orton.
Don: Nice! That coward, Kurt Orton, sneaking up on Beno like that...
Latio: KO almost pulled a fast one over Beno's head... But more fasinating events have unfolded... Wait a minute, what the hell is Beno doing?
Beno isn't done with Orton yet. Beno slides out of the ring and goes under the ring. He pulls out...
Latio: It's that damn sword! Beno's got the sword again! Get out of there, Orton!
Don: Uh oh, not again...
The crowd is booing like crazy as Beno slides in to the ring.
Latio: He's lost it, Don! He's snapped! Don't do it, Beno!
The ref tries to get in the way, but Beno shoves him aside.
Latio: Oh, come on!
Beno looks down at Orton and raises the sword above his head and swings down. But the ref grabs his hands. Beno struggles with the ref for a second before kicking the ref in the gut, sending him through the ropes and out of the ring. Beno then looks down at Orton again. He raises the sword above his head. Orton opens his eyes to see a mad man standing over him holding a sword over his head, ready to chop his head off. Orton rolls out of the ring just in time and Beno chops at him, just missing.
Latio: Oh, thank God!
Don: He wasn't really gonna do it, Latio... He was just sending a message... Playing mind games.
Latio: Are you blind, Don? Beno was going to chop his head clean off! This man needs to be locked up! He's going to seriously hurt somebody one of these days!
Beno watches as Kurt Orton jogs up the ramp in shock. The whole stadium is in shock as Beno roars and holds the sword above his head as we cut to commercial.
COMMERCIAL
Phil Latio: Woah, what an event we just witnessed. Beno is a mad man Don!
Don Chuckles: He is something else Phil. But let's move on to our main event!
Phil Latio: Blade LaVigne taking on Scott Wilson, Round Two!
Don Chuckles: Blade took down Scott last week, can he do it again tonight?
Phil Latio: We shall find out!
Main Event: Blade "The Future" LaVigne vs. Scott Wilson
The guitar rift of "The Charm" by Unearth blasts through the PA system as Scott Wilson steps out from the backstage area, His hood is over his head and he is trying desperately to hide his face. He walks to the ring with no fanfare and slides underneath the bottom rope and enters the ring. Getting back to a standing position he makes his way towards his perspective turnbuckle as he awaits for his opponent to come out.
"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. The referee then rings for the bell to be rung.
Ding…Ding…Ding…
Scott Wilson and Blade LaVigne head towards the center of the ring and the both of them begin staring each other down and they begin to circle each other around the ring. The two of them continue to circle each other looking for that perfect opportunity to strike. Scott Wilson and Blade go for a neck and elbow tie up as they test each others strength; they try to push each other again to see who’s more dominate.
Scott Wilson finds his footing and refused to budge but neither does Blade. Blade tries to man power it again, but this time Scott Wilson finds the right footing at the right moment and manages to get the necessary leverage to push back Blade LaVigne into the turnbuckle. Scott Wilson lunges after the Blade, attempting to capitalize on the momentum. Scott Wilson charges forward with a shoulder thrust that plants him into the turnbuckle. He then continues with the assault as he continues to punish Blade with more shoulder thrusts. He connects with a third and fourth shoulder thrust. After the fifth shoulder thrust Scott Wilson strides towards the center of the ring and gets into a crouching position.
He launches himself towards Blade, attempting a spear. At the last second Blade manages to side step Scott Wilson and uses he’s own momentum against him and lets him come crashing into the turnbuckle. Blade charges towards Scott Wilson but Scott twirls around and hits Blade with quick DDT that plants him on the canvas. Scott Wilson takes a hold of Blade and puts him into a Strong Arm Chokehold “The Future” Blade LaVigne begins to gasp for breath now as he begins to claw at Scott Wilson’s cinched in arm. Blade takes a different approach and begins to elbow Scott in his gut. Blade continues to deliver elbow after elbow until Scott’s strength begins to diminish and his hold on the neck begins to loosen. Blade takes this moment and capitalizes on it by forcing the arm of his neck.
Blade manages to get loose but Scott Wilson is too quick for Blade as he then elbows Blade again and begins assaulting him with left and right hooks to Blade’s rib cage. Blade then begins to stagger backwards and Scott Wilson capitalizes by launching himself with a huge clothesline that send the both of them to the canvas with Scott Wilson landing on top. Scott Wilson gathers his strength and stands back up dragging his downed opponent back to his feet. “The Last King” attempts to connect with a Side Walk Slam. Blade goes into the air and comes down and Scott Wilson connects the move that sends Blade tumbling to the Canvas.
Scott Wilson reaches down and grabs Blade by the shoulder to bring him back up to his feet again but he’s greeted by a fast left hand to his gut. Scott Wilson reels back to cover holds his gut as Blade gets to his feet and attempts to connect another fast left hand but Scott Wilson counters and plants Blade with quick DDT of his own that sends him crashing down to the canvas.
Scott Wilson wraps his arm around Blade LaVigne; he takes Blade’s arm and puts in an arm bar and stretches it out. Blade LaVigne reels back in pain. Scott Wilson reels back further stretching arm and the referee hovers over Blade checking on his condition. He asks Blade if he wants to tap out, but Blade shakes his head no. Blade lets go and shakes his head in disbelief that Blade won’t tap out or give up.
So then Scott then takes a moment to catch his breath and gets back to his usual standing position. He drags Blade to his feet that is still reeling from the arm bar that Blade applied to him.
Blade LaVigne attempts to go for a clothesline on Scott Wilson but Scott grabs Blade’s arm and looks at him with a look of fiery anger. Fear begins to set in as Scott Wilson burns a menacing look into Blade. Blade stares back with a look of uncertainty as Scott Wilson takes him and knees Blade in the gut and makes Blade LaVigne hunch over. Scott Wilson then connects Blade with a huge Pile driver that brings Blade down with a sickening thud that could be heard around the arena as a collective gasp is heard from the crowd as the majority of fans in attendance come to their feet.
Don Chuckles: Scott Wilson is punishing Blade.
Phil Latio: What a devastating piled river.
Scott Wilson marches towards Blade LaVigne and scoops him up and connects him with a straight forwards jab and follows it up with a right hook across the jaw. Blade Staggers around as Scott Wilson follows and continues with a bunch of small jabs and scoops him up for a sidewalk slam into the canvas. Blade LaVigne comes crashing down with a thud and he wiggles in pain as he lands. Scott Wilson continues the offensive and pummels him with a barrage of quick stomps to Blade’s rib cage. Blade begins to holds his side and tries to crawl away but to no avail as Scott continues to unleash a volley of stomps, followed up by a knee strike to Blade cranium. Blade takes the damage that is done to him and tries to sit up but is met with a drop kick to the face that sends him back to the mat again.
Scott Wilson 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. Scott Wilson reaches the top as he slowly turns around and searches for his target that still lay limp in the ring. He flies high has he launches himself into the air and connect the downed Blade LaVigne with a cross body splash. The fans roar in approval as they see Scott Wilson connect the move. Blade LaVigne cringes in pain from the impact. Scott Wilson rolls over and gets back into a standing position and brings Blade back into position as Scott Wilson puts Blade between his legs. Scott grabs Blade’s legs and heaves him up for a Power Bomb and slams him hard onto the canvas with a sickening thud.
Blade LaVigne wiggles in agony from the devastating move, but he remains defiant as he attempts to still get up while holding his rib cage and trying to catch his breath from the divesting impact that Scott Wilson just unleashed with the Power Bomb he connected just moments ago. Scott Wilson makes his way over towards his damaged opponent. Blade LaVigne attempts to go for a clothesline but Scott Wilson reverses it. Scott Wilson and whips him around towards the ropes. Blade bounces off the ropes and comes running back towards Scott Wilson, which connects, with his own clothesline that takes down Blade LaVigne. Blade staggers backwards towards the ropes and Scott Wilson closes in on Blade.
“The Last King” Scott Wilson scoops up “The Future” Blade LaVigne and connects with a toe kick and goes in for a Tornado DDT that plants Blade face first into the canvas which he hits with a thud. Scott Wilson goes continues to go on the offensive as he rolls over Blade and grabs puts him into a choke hold. Blade starts gasping for breath and tries to wiggle for the ropes. Annoyed; Scott Wilson releases the hold and rolls over Blade LaVigne and mounts him. He unleashes a volley of punches and follows it up with a quick elbow across the jawline of Blade LaVigne that draws Blood. Blade spits up a bit of it over himself as Scott Continues to unleash another volley of punches to his downed opponent.
Blade lays on the canvas unconscious as Scott Wilson looks at the damaged he’s dealt at wipes the blood on his face as he goes back to delivering a beat down on Blade. He continues to unleash left and right hand strikes after strike. Blade nearly collapsing from the exhaustion and pain. The Referee attempts to step in and tell Scott that perhaps his opponent has had enough but Scott Wilson tells him no. Scott Wilson looks down at Blade with a sly smirk that forms across his face. Scott Wilson takes his elbow and smears it in the face of Blade making him squirm in pain.
Scott Wilson rolls of off Blade and looks at the crowd that shouts in an exciting approval. Scott Wilson lifts Blade to his feet and watches as he staggers around, Scott Wilson goes in for the kill as he connects with implanted DDT and sends Blade crashing back down to the canvas. Blade lies on the canvas as Scott Wilson goes back and continues to unload the onslaught on to Blade. Scott Wilson smashes continues to slam Blade with more left handed and right handed punches across the jawline of Blade LaVigne. Scott continues the repeated attack as Blade face begins to become bruised as he crumples under the pressure and begins to fade as the fists continues to reign down upon him. With each additional hit his vision begins to fade.
Don Chuckles: Scott Wilson has Lost Control.
Phil Latio: This needs to stop.
Scott Wilson looks at his downed opponent and then mounts the unconscious Blade LaVigne and just starts unleashing Left & Right Handed Punches, drawing more blood from the down Blade LaVigne. The referee begs for Scott Wilson to stop, but Scott Wilson refuses as he continues to reign down the strikes, that connect Blade in the face, drawing more blood, more bruises…
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The Referee calls for the bell and then goes towards Scott Wilson and pry’s Scott Wilson off Blade LaVigne who is covered in Blade’s Blood. He raises Scott Wilson arm in victory and announces that Scott has won by TKO.
Winner by TKO: Scott Wilson
Scott Wilson takes blades blood that’s covering his body and smears it over his yet unsoiled waist. With the blood he draws what looks like a World Championship over his waist and points to it and then points to the crowd.
SHOW ENDS
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Thanks goes out to the writers and RPers
Three Reviews for a new Card
