Post by Vince McMahon on May 12, 2015 0:52:17 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents
RAW 146
Live from: Canadian Tire Centre, Ottawa, ON
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Unknown Soldier blasts through the PA System as RAW goes on the air and with the flash of the lights, Kurt Orton is seen in a steel chair sitting in the middle of the ring.
The fans start chanting his name and out of nowhere, Kurt silences them and begins speaking.
{The Prodigy} Kurt Orton
Seven Months. Seven Months is the longest I have waited to get everything I ever wanted, I had it all at first... the love of my life, a beautiful little boy being blessed to the highest degree and all of you giving me support every damn week as this music blasted throughout the speakers.
Now as a man of faith and Christianity... I pray each week before I fight or before I come out here and speak to you all but on Sunday when the bell rings and the announcements are all done... what I'll do is look our champion in the eye and shake his hand respectively and then when I beat him cleanly in the center of our ring... that's when the change starts!
The crowd begins getting hyped up as Orton smirks to them all before continuing to speak but with a more serious tone.
It'll then continue when I open the show on Raw 148 with the championship on my shoulder and let you guys just chant the roof off of whatever town we are in.... hell if we happen to be in my city then you sure as damn well know that I might not even wrestle... haha!!!
Blade, I know your back there watching me run my mouth and have a little fun but now I direct all of this pent up frustration towards you.. you've known me since day one and so have these people!
When you see me busted wide open begging for more... I don't Quit! When you see me knocked out cold and your opportunity to pin me is squandered! I don't give up! Hell, since we are both football fans I'll treat you with a quote from NFL Coach and Green Bay's own Vince Lombardi
"The harder you work, the harder it is to surrender" - Vince Lombardi
So when you see me on the other side of the ring just asking for all the big boots, fore-arms, sit-out power bombs and even saving graces you wanna give me... know that when the referee stops short at the count of 2, I'm the fucking guy who's worked day in and day out busting my ass for this company so in all actuality.... you have to beat the face that runs this place! I am the man to beat and come WrestleMania homie you better bring all the blood sweat and tears you got cause in order to retain your title, your going to have to kill me!!!
Boys and girls... and if ya don't know... now ya know!
Because that's.... how I roll!!!
Kurt gets up and leaves the ring as the show goes to commercial.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
A throne empty sits in the middle of a cemented room with a single lights flickering above. They fade out fast and come back on. Bangs cover the eyes of a man sitting upon the throne now, the air so dank and cool the breath he takes can be seen as if steam rising out of a tea kettle. Lower the camera wanders, lower it finds the build to be one of muscle but that is not what is focused upon. Between the burly hands of the man resting upon his lap is a moniker, a familiar tool of one man. That tool belongs to The King of Kings himself Triple H. The bangs go back as the head raises fully up, eyes that could startle death appear. Another breath, another cloud of steam emanating.
[The Game] Triple H: “Death comes to men who run their mouths. Death comes to those whom claim they have stake in knowing what a Legend is. I sat back at home embracing my wife when a letter entered my mail box. It was a challenge issued by Joey The Bastard. A man upon his last leg as he tries to play avenger of his own realism. Pretending around the company as if he was this anti-heroic style Captain America seeking justice. Running around with the likes of Troy Motor, Steve Blackman, Zak Shields, and in this case their own Black Widow Bitch too. Thy has become nothing more than a dumping ground with waste like this walking on two legs. It appears to be that evolution took a step backwards when it comes to the current talent that moves upon two legs slamming their chests as if proud monkeys in a zoo. I was hesitant to make an entrance because who knows maybe my father in law will not be to pleased to oblige me with entrance to Joey's offer. If I am able to accept that offer, if I am able to take Joey up on that then I would be more than happy to pedigree someone who thinks they are making a difference. The same rambling species and actions that this man takes are nothing more than ploys off previous groups like the famous New World Order or Degeneration X. Joey acts as if Vince hasn't dealt with this stuff before so it is safe to assume that Vince just doesn't care.”
Triple H moved the hammer from his lap raising it into the light that hung above him. Through the half shaded light part of the hammer was seen as well as one eye of Triple H. He took that hammer moving his eyes as they went over every inch. Then the sledge went back across his lap.
[The Game] Triple H: “But if Vince doesn't want me to compete against Joey it finds me within a predicament. So I am going to offer something else, something not thought of or asked of me. Vince I want you to know that if I cannot enter the ring to whip Joey's ass then I want to be at the announcer's table for Wrestlemania V. See most people in this company pegged me for an egocentric asshole, they tried to peg me on my last days that I went out of the business all wrong. Don't get my words twisted I am not coming back to the company meaning I am not going to be here full time. But when I look at what has happened and what has become of this place I see sands of time running out of the hour glass. I see a locker room needing guys again within it. But the cold truth is that Thy seems to be a memory for men who walked hallowed halls with nothing to show. I go back and forth in my mind of the days that have passed me by. I look unto the world of those I have faced and those who have toppled my ideas of going forward.”
Triple H moved getting up off the throne putting the sledgehammer down upon it. Moving to the side of the throne he leaded against it. His eyes darted only for a moment to the throne that only held his sledgehammer.
[The Game]Triple H: “I can give many words and reasons settling for why I should do many things. But that would just be useless rambling. It would just be another man disgruntled blabbing on about how things used to be. So the one thing I want to say to men like Joey The Bastard is that you can walk with your chest puffed out as if your the king gorilla. Although in the end you will see someone that is stronger walk in to slap the piss out of your mouth. Tread carefully because some calls do get answered. You do not possess the name of Legend Killer but I would be more than happy to show you how much an Asshole could beat the hell out of a Bastard. Vinny I hope your watching because either I do step into that ring eventually to teach that boy some manners or you do as I ask and give me something to do at Wrestlemania. I am man enough to admit I don't truly sit upon a throne of greatness. I am a legend by given right of this company and despite being The King of Kings I will always ask even to my father in law. Is that Game On? Or do I just have to make things happen for it to be Game OVER!!”
With that Triple H left the sledgehammer sitting on the throne his own little message to everyone. Just a side note that the King of Kings was still paying attention.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back and we are with Phil Latio and Don Chuckles.
Phil Latio: So we could have Triple H joining us at WrestleMania V? That's an honor for sure Don!
Don Chuckles: It'll be better than just talking to you the whole time.
Phil Latio: Either way, nice to see the King of Kings still keeping his eye out on Thy WWE. I still remember the match between Sheamus and Triple H, just classic.
Don Chuckles: I lost 100 dollars on that match. Sheamus was lucky to retain the title.
Phil Latio: Ha, but let's get to our first match Don! Two newer superstars will go up against each other! Eva Marie and JayK Reems.
Match One: Eva Marie vs JayK Reems
"Out of My Mind" by CFO$ feat. Chad Cherry hits the PA System as Eva Marie runs down to the ring in anticipation for her match against the mysterious yet cocky JayK Reems, she slides into the ring and flips her hair before waiting on her opponent.
" As the beat picks up, Dylynn appears from behind the curtain. Ahead of her brother she smiles to the crowd posing before sending air kisses around. Whilst Dylynn does her thing JayK Reems appears bouncing to the beat, he then charges down to the ring.
Climbing into the ring and up onto the turnbuckles, he poses and screams before jumping down. As Dylynn comes round she stands outside the ring mouthing encouragement to her brother as he stands, facing Eva.
The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
The match begins with Eva running straight at JayK and JayK drops her with a Big Boot! The fans begin to boo as Eva hits the mat.
JayK stands there shaking his head, yelling out to the crowd that this is "Pathetic!"
JayK picks up Eva by her hair and connects with not one, but two Snap Suplexes. JayK picks Eva up and connects with a scoop slam, placing her in the middle of the ring. JayK jumps onto the turnbuckle and goes into the air, connecting with the Angel Falling, a Swanton Bomb type move.
JayK picks up Eva for the last time and connects with his finisher, Raucous! A front facelock dropped into a cutter.
Phil Latio: This is dumb, finish it already!
JayK goes for the cover.
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THREE!!!!
Winner of the Match: JayK Reems via No Show
Don Chuckles: What was that!? That was less than five minutes! What a waste of a match.
Phil Latio: Eva didn't deserve that kind of beating. JayK should face someone his own size! Let's go to commercial!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back from commercial and we see Steve Blackman already in the ring waiting for his opponent. His theme song fades.
Match Two: “The One and Only” Beno vs Steve Blackman
Phil Latio: Up next we have an odd one, Beno will face Steve Blackman!
Don Chuckles: Beno isn't retired? The dude is old.
Phil Latio: He's not retired Don, at WrestleMania he will be facing Troy Motor, remember?
Don Chuckles: I just remember Beno kidnapping Troy and torturing him. What a creep.
Phil Latio: Either way, he's a former world champion and he should take care of Blackman tonight!
“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.
Beno stares at Blackman as he jumps off the ropes and his theme song fades. The referee calls for the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING
Blackman runs at Beno and quickly is knocked down with a clothesline. Beno picks up Steve and irish whips him into the ropes. Blackman runs back at Beno as Beno kicks him in the stomach. Beno hits with a snap suplex.
Phil Latio: Beno showing early dominance.
Beno picks Blackman up and throws a European uppercut sending Blackman back into the ropes. Blackman wants back at Beno and walks right into a Swinging Neckbreaker! Beno quickly rolls up just to drop down on Blackman with a Elbow Drop to the chest.
Don Chuckles: This is pathetic Phil! Blackman doesn't match up with Beno! Unfair!
The fans begin to boo and give mix reactions to the match. Beno picks up Steve Blackman. Blackman suddenly hits a punch to Beno's stomach. He kicks Beno in the stomach as the fans begin to cheer. Steve runs at the ropes but Beno runs after him, as Blackman turns around, Beno connects with a running STO! As the cheers for Blackman fade.
Beno yells at Blackman.
IT'S OVER STEVE!
Beno picks up Blackman and with one motion connects with a Beno Bomb!
Blackman is out! Beno goes for the win. The referee begins to count.
1...............................................................2...............................................................3!!!!!
Phil Latio: And we have a winner!
Beno's theme song begins to play as he jumps off Blackman and begins to celebrate.
Winner of the Match: Beno
Blackman rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp and leaves the arena. As the fans begin to boo and give Beno mix reactions, his theme song suddenly stops. The lights begin to flicker.
Don Chuckles: What's going on Phil?
Phil Latio: I have no idea...We'll have to wait and see.
Suddenly "Flesh Into Gear" by CKY begins to play off the P.A system and the fans begin to cheer as Beno can't believe who it is. Troy Motor walks onto the stange.
Phil Latio: My god! It's Troy! He's back and he doesn't look happy.
Beno stares as Troy quickly runs into the ring and Spears Beno!
Don Chuckles: Troy with a Spear!
Beno and Troy begin to throw punches at each other as both stand up. Beno swings at Troy but he ducks under the punch and connects with a Dropback! A Inverted DDT! The fans begin to cheer as Troy jumps up and down with excitement.
Troy isn't finished. Motor runs onto the turnbuckle, he looks at Beno who is on his back on the mat. Troy goes air-bourne, he attempts a Backflip Splash off the turnbuckle! But NO! Beno rolls out of the way.
Phil Latio: Troy risked it!
Beno gets up and does a quick Beno Bomb! Troy lays on the ground, the fans begin to boo as Beno holds his shoulder with one arm and with his other hand, Beno points at the WrestleMania V banner!
Phil Latio: In a few weeks, those two superstars will face off one on one at WrestleMania and I can not wait! But we will be back after these commercial break!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil: Ladies and gentlemen, up next is a special attraction match up. Nobody knows who's going to show up, in what is a first for Thy WWE!
Don: That's right, Latio. Joey the Bastard has promised to make history tonight!
Match Three: Joey the Bastard vs The Legends Gauntlet
Phil: It's the Legends Gauntlet! And, I for one can't wait!
"Fight Music" by D-12 hits and the crowd erupts in cheers before Joey the Bastard emerges from the back.
Phil: Well, here in Ottawa, capital city of Canada - The Bastard's home country - these fans are letting JTB know that they stand beside him!
Don: The greatest Thy WWE superstar to ever come out of Canada! At least one good thing came from here.
Phil: Well, Canada certainly does have a strange group of fans. After all the terrible and disgusting things that The Bastard has done, these Canadian fans are still on his side!
The Bastard walks out on to the ramp, staring out in to the control with a smirk on his face. He starts bouncing to the music and strutting down the ramp. He bumps fists with some fans at ringside.
Phil: Joey the Bastard is one of the most hated men in the history of Thy WWE...
Don: Yeah, in America.
Phil: Yet they love him here in Canada. It's amazing!
JTB slides in to the ring, removes his New Age letter-man jacket, and tosses his "NA" New Era hat in to the crowd. he grabs a mic from Steve Cruise.
Phil: Are they chanting his name? This place is nuts!
JOEY! JOEY! JOEY! JOEY!
JTB holds the mic up and begins to speak.
JTB: There isn't a better place to do the impossible tonight than our nation's capital, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada!
Crowd mega-pops.
JTB: You people are about witness history in the making! There isn't a single active wrestler in the back in today's Thy WWE who has the guts to attempt to challenge the Legends Gauntlet. Except for one man, and you're lookin' at him!
Mega-pop.
JTB: It's time to prove to the world why I am the absolute best in this industry today! Let's bring out the first victim... Ahem... Legend.
Phil: I dunno if JTB is stupid or what, because he seems to be way too confident going in to this match.
Don: And so he should be, Latio. he's the best that Thy WWE has to offer. None of the Thy WWE Legends can hold a candle to him.
Phil: Or there might be something we're missing, Don. There might be more than meets the eye here.
The crowd goes silent, awaiting the first Legend to appear. And then...
The crowd goes nuts as does Phil Latio.
Phil: Oh my God! It's The Undertaker! He's back!
Don: Uh oh.
Taker's music hits and the lights go out. Fog fills the entrance way, and lightning strikes though out the arena. The place is going insane as druids appear at the top of the ramp carrying a casket.
Phil: Undertaker must be in that casket! You wanna talk about a Legend? The Undertaker is the very meaning of the word. He's a former Thy WWE Champion! The Phenom is back in Thy WWE!
The druids carry the casket to ringside as The Bastard looks on. He seems to be quite startled, arguing with the ref. He says, "Not him!" in to the camera. The druids place the casket at ringside and then leave. The lights turn back on and JTB is pacing back and forth staring at the casket. The crowd start to chant.
UNDERTAKER *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
All of a sudden, the casket opens and The Undertaker sits up...
Phil: Aw, that no good dirty son of a...
Don: HAHAHAHAHA! Look at his little hat!
The man in the casket is not The Undertaker, and the crowd is pissed. He's dressed like The Undertaker, but is about four feet shorter.
Phil: That's not the damn Undertaker. That's a little person!
Don: Just call him a midget, Latio. Come on, we're all thinking it.
Phil: All the hype from JTB. All the talk, and this is what he gives us? I was beginning to think he was changing for the better. Challenging himself by trying to do something no man or woman has ever done before. Shame on me, and shame on that damn bastard!
Don: This is something that nobody has ever done before, Latio, and it's great! Look at the little guy! HAHAHA!
JTB starts to laugh, and wiggle his fingers in the direction of the mini-Undertaker. Mini-Taker enters the ring and the ref calls for the bell to signal the start of the gauntlet.
*DING DING DING*
The crowd is rabid now as mini-Taker runs his thumb across his throat at JTB.
Don: HAHA!
Phil: This is a joke. And not a funny one.
JTB walks up to Taker and points at him, then mocks his size. Taker tells him to fight and JTB shrugs then boots Taker in the gut. The crowd boos and Taker goes down. JTB yanks him up hard by the hair and lifts him up, dropping him with a scoop slam. Taker lies motionless for a few seconds then does the zombie sit-up. JTB flat-foot boots him in the face.
Don: HAHAHA! Did you see that, Latio?
Phil: Unfortunately, I did, Don. How can you condone this? The Undertaker... The REAL Undertaker is a true Legend of Thy WWE, and Joey the Bastard is showing him the ultimate form of disrespect.
JTB grabs Taker again by the hair. The ref's like "Cut it out!" and JTB just shrugs it off. He picks up mini-Taker over his shoulder and drops him on the turnbuckle with snake eyes. Mini-Taker flops around the mat for a second before pulling himself up. JTB bounces off the ropes and drops him with a hard big boot.
Don: Mini-boot by The Bastard!
This time it's JTB who does the throat slash before hoisting mini-Taker up and dropping him with the Skrewdriver. The crowd has started to get back on JTB's side now.
Phil: Oh, now I see that they've forgiven him. Sad, really.
Don: Forgive and forget, Latio!
JTB covers mini-Taker with the classic Taker pin complete with tongue and rolled up eyes. The ref counts.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
The crowd cheers as JTB kicks Taker out of the ring. He's laughing harder now as he waves goodbye to mini-Taker.
Don: What Legend is gonna be next?
Phil: Who cares? Let's just get this over with and get to some actual competitive wrestling, dammit.
Out of nowhere, the old music of former general manager, the late Kenneth Walker hits. The crowd gasps.
Phil: Oh no! He wouldn't!
JTB looks scared again now, and the casket swings open again. mini-Kenneth Walker sits up like the Undertaker. He's got make up on to look like a zombie. The crowd groans, but still seem to be on JTB's side.
Phil: That is crossing the line! The ultimate form of disrespect! That Bastard is a piece of sh...
Don: Listen to the crowd, Latio!
ZOMBIE WALKER *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Phil: These fans are just as sick as Joey the Bastard! I never seen anything this disgusting in all my life!
JTB starts zombie walking toward Zombie-Walker. Walker in to the ring and the refs calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
The Zombie-Walker zombie walks toward JTB and JTB dodges. Walker hits the corner, and JTB chops across the face. JTB lifts Walker up and sits him on the top turnbuckle. JTB follows and sets him up. The crowd is going nuts. JTB picks up Walker up.
Phil: Oh, come on! Don't do it! You'll kill him!
Don: You can't kill what's already dead, Latio!
Phil: You're disgusting!
JTB jumps with Zombie-Walker and hits a skrewdriver off the top rope. The crowd gasps and starts to chant "HOLY SHIT" as JTB covers. The crowd counts along with the ref.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
JTB then rolls Mini-Walker to the casket. he rolls him inside then slams the door shut. JTB says, "Back where he belongs." into the camera with a sick smirk on his face.
Phil: This guy has not one ounce of class in his entire body. Somebody's gotta put a stop to this.
Austin Starr's music hits and a mini-Starr runs out looking pissed off. The crowd starts to chant.
AUSTIN-MINI *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Mini-Starr sprints at midget speed and tries to slide in to the ring but bounces off the apron. JTB exits the ring and grab mini-Starr and slams him back first in to the steel steps.
Don: Haha, it's Austin Starr defending the honor of his late best friend! This is pure gold, Latio!
Phil: This is pure garbage is what it is! Joey the Bastard obviously paid this men to come out here to get their asses kicked. The ego of this man!
JTB pulls mini-Starr up and drives him spine first in to the ring post. JTB then grabs a chair as the ref pleads with him to stop. JTB then swings for the fences, cracking mini-Starr in the skull with the chair. Starr goes down and blood flows from his forehead.
Phil: Jesus, what a shot!
Don: Haha!
JTB rolls mini-Starr in to the ring as the crowd starts to chant "THIS IS AWESOME!". JTB demands that the ref start the ref and the ref reluctantly calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
JTB covers mini-Starr.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
JTB picks up mini-Starr over his head and carries him to the ropes. Then he tosses mini-Starr out and on top of the announce table.
Phil: Look out, Don!
Don: HAHA! Don't worry, Latio. he's so light, he floated over here!
Sheamus' music hits as mini-Sheamus runs out on his tiny legs from the back complete with signature pale skin, and red hair. He runs down to the ring and stomps up the steps. he enters the ring...
*DING DING DING*
...and sticks his arms out while yelling "FELLA". JTB runs and drops mini-Sheamus with a Brogue Kick to the face. JTB covers.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
MINI-FELLA *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Mini-Sheamus rolls out of the ring, and then Alex Kendall's music hits. Mini-Kendall emerges from the back.
Don: Hahaha! Look how bad ass mini-Alex Kendall looks!
Phil: I'm tuning this entire thing out to be honest.
Mini-Kendall starts to slowly make his way to the ring as the crowd boos him. He looks at the crowd with disdain and then at JTB.
Don: it looks like he doesn't even care!
Phil: he's not the only one, Don.
Mini-Kendall enters the ring and looks around like he doesn't wanna be there. then he lies down on the mat.
*DING DING DING*
JTB looks a little confused then shrugs and covers mini-Kendall.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
Mini-Alex Kendall rolls out of the ring as the crowd boos.
Don: Laying down just like the real Alex Kendall! HAHAHA! Now he's gonna disappear right after once again!
Phil: You have got to be the most annoying man I know, Don.
Mini-Kendall starts to leave up the ramp, and JTB won't have any of it. He slides out and grabs the chair. Runs up behind mini-Kendall and clocks him in the back of the head.
Phil: What a man! Attacking a little person from behind with a damn steel chair.
Don: Almost took it clean off!
JTB drags mini-Kendall's lifeless body to ringside and props him up on the steps. Mini-Kendall's head is rested against the ring post. JTB winds up and swings the chair, cracking mini-Kendall in the head, crushing it between the chair and the ring post. The crowd groans again as mini-Kendall falls to the flow, motionless.
Don: I guess these midgets will think twice next time The Bastard offers them a job!
LAY-DOWN KENDALL *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Phil: Idiots. No respect in this damn country. JTB and them deserve eachother!
But then, the unthinkable happens...
Mini-Bret Hart walks out from the back with his shades and leather jacket. The crowd turns on a dime and starts to boo like crazy. Mini-Bret walks down the ramp and picks a fan at ringside to put his pink shades on and continues to the ring. JTB starts to clap when Bret enters the ring. The ref calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
JTB reaches out to shake mini-Bret's hand. Mini-Bret is reluctant, but accepts and JTB shakes it cleanly. JTB then lays down on the mat, telling Mini-Bret to cover him.
Don: See, Latio? JTB has some respect. He's laying down from one of the true Canadian Legends!
Phil: Gimme a break. It's all a sham.
Bret goes to cover and the crowd starts to cheer and count along.
1...
2...
3!
NO! JTB sits up, picking up mini-Bret as he goes. JTB holds mini-Bret while looking in to the crowd, laughing as they begin to boo. JTB then drops mini-Bret spine first across the knee with a hard back breaker. the crowd is rabid at this point and they only get worse when JTB locks in the sharpshooter.
Phil: Well, he did it. He managed to get this crowd against him. If that's what he wanted, I'll give him credit for that. Bret "the Hitman' Hart is holy ground here in Canada. You just don't mess with Bret.
Mini-Bret taps out to the sharpshooter.
*DING DING DING*
The crowd starts to chant "YOU SUCK" at JTB as he takes a bow in the middle of the ring. The crowd pops big time as mini-Jonny Freeman, mini-Sam Barton, mini-Brian Gunn, mini-Maven, and mini-Dominic Reynolds all run out.
Don: Oh my God. That's hilarious! Look at them run!
Phil: Looks like these little people have seen enough! And it's about damn time!
They swarm the ring and crawl up the steps. The enter and attack JTB. JTB drops Freeman with a hard shot. Turns and drops Barton. Then he drops Gunn. Then Maven, and finally Reynolds. he starts to stomp each one of them one by one. The crowd has now completely turned and are booing the hell out of JTB. He yells at them to bite him and continues the stomp fest.
Phil: Well, there goes the neighborhood. There's no hope now.
Don: What? You actually though JTB would lose against five midgets at the same time?
Phil: One could hope.
"Written in the Stars" hits and JTB stops dead in his tracks. He looks ready for a fight.
Phil: Wait a minute now. The Bastard looks worried for real this time. This might not be a part of his plan!
Don: Nope, it'll be just another midget, Latio.
The real Christian Knight appears on the ramp and the crowd cheers. Not because they like Christian Knight, but out of spite to Joey the Bastard. Christian Knight is shaking his head while walking down the ramp with an amazed look on his face. he stops at the bottom of the ramp and JTB challenges him to get in the ring. Somebody jumps the barricade...
Phil: It's mini-Christian Knight!
Don: Dammit, Knight. get the hell out of here!
The five previous midgets: Freeman, Barton, Gunn, Maven, and Reynolds start to stir. Mini-Knight enters the ring behind JTB. The ref calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
The real Christian Knight goes to slide in to the ring and JTB backs up, and Knight fakes him out by not actually sliding in. But mini-Knight is on his hands and knees behind JTB. JTB trips backward over him and mini-Knight jumps on top. The other minis: Freeman, Barton, Gunn, Maven, and Reynolds all jump on as well is a massive mini-dog pile. the ref counts as JTB struggles to get out and the crowd counts along.
1...
2...
3!!!
*DING DING DING*
Steve Cruise: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner of the Legends Gauntlet.... Mini.... Christian KNIGHT!
Winner of The Match: Mini Christian Knight!
"Written in the Stars" hits as the five previous minis flee the ring. Mini-Knight hops up on the bottom rope, celebrating as the crowd cheers. JTB jumps out and starts yelling at the real Christian Knight. Knight laughs at him while again shaking his head at JTB. JTB is enraged.
Phil: He did it! Mini-Christian Knight did it! Now THAT is hilarious, Don!
Don: AHH! It's a damn travesty, Latio!
JTB has snapped. he attacks mini-Knight from behind and starts to slam his face in to the bottom turnbuckle. The real Knight is at the top of the ramp now, watching on. JTB picks up mini-Knight and drops him with a skrewdriver. The he picks him up and does it again.
Phil: That midget has a damn family!
Don: Haha, Latio, you said midget. And it serves him right!
JTB kicks mini-Knight out of the ring and follows. He grabs a second steel chair and starts to drive it in to mini-Knight's spine. Then JTB sets him up and power bombs him on to the announce table which doesn't break. JTB tries it again and it still won't break. In one last final attempt, JTB uses all of his force to powerbomb mini-Knight straight through the table.
Phil: This is carnage! Why the hell isn't Christian Knight stopping this?
Don: Look at him! He's laughing as if he likes what he sees! Christian Knight is real sicko, Latio!
JTB drags mini-Knight out of the wreckage and rolls him back in to the ring. Mini-Knight is done. Out-cold. JTB tosses the chair in, walks around to the other side of the ring and slides the other chair in. He slides in and places the chair under mini-Knights head. Then he grabs the other chair and stands over mini-Knight. the crowd is booing JTB out of the building. JTB holds the chair up and yells "THIS IS YOU AT WRESTLEMANIA!" and the real Knight starts to look like he's going to run down to save mini-Knight. But, instead, he stops and dismisses what is going on, and laughs again. JTB swings the chair and connects with a one man con-chair-to to mini-Knight. JTB slams the chair down again and again as the crowd gasps then goes silent.
Phil: He could be dead! Dammit, stop this, Christian!
Don: Holy crap...
JTB throws the chair up the ramp, screaming at Christian Knight, who just shakes his head, laughing at JTB. He yells, "Desperate." at JTB before he leaves and disappears behind the curtain. JTB sits down on the ring apron as EMTs rush the ring to check on everybody. JTB just stares up at the entrance way, repeating "You're dead, Christian. You're dead!"
Phil: Ladies and gentlemen, I sincerely apologize for what you just witnessed. That display is in no way condoned by any body here at Thy WWE.
JTB is just one sick son a of a bitch and he will get his at WrestleMania!
JTB hops down from the apron and starts jaw-jacking with some of the fans at ringside before the show cuts to commercial.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
As the fans a quiet music is heard as Deal With Me by Jessi Jae Joplin And The Ruckus comes over the PA system cutting out all sound as a video begins to play. At which point to the annoyance of the fans the Queen Diva steps out smirking at the fans her eyes darken as the devil within her can be seen, her smirk the ever sinister smirk it always is. She walks down the ramp showing everyone her cocky side, turning her nose up at the fans before entering the ring. She poses in the center before snatching the mic from the announcer.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Salve a su reina! Salve a la perra cabeza! Salve a mí! Señoritaaaaaaaaa Demmie Mae”
(Hail to your Queen! Hail to the head bitch! Hail to me! Miss Demmie Mae)
Demmie chuckles at the fans screaming at her.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Shut up all of you I have things to say and ya’ll need to be quiet a Queen’s day is far too busy for intolerable imbecils to boo all day.”
The crowd continue to just boo her, hating on the fact that she always reefer’s to herself as queen.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”You know I set out here originally to just get the belt, regain my name and legendary status that was… until…. New Age got involved. They talk about running the show and being the best and what? They have an idiot of whom which gave up his belts as he knew he would no longer hold them once real talent like myself came a knocking, a bastard who likes to think he is badass but all he does is drink his sorrows away and hide behind his little gang of misfits even if at one point he was a pretty good wrestler the drink got to him. Then we have a whore who can’t be ‘bothered’ for anything and a guy who ends up getting injured. What in all of those talents reads they are the best? What can’t do much on their own so have to team up in order for anyone to even notice them?”
They crowd of which always boo the head diva, are now quite content with how she is trash talking the New Age and for once are cheering her, getting a scowl from the queen.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Don’t start cheering me, just because those circus freaks can’t do anything other than be like a gang of two year olds. Oh….wait no…..I have forgotten their leader in all this. The leader who can barely even talk much, their leader who just wants his five minutes of fame. I am mistaken in believing the other members to be shit, their leader won’t even wrestle! Okay so I may have been harsh, Zak has been champion a duel one at that, Triana has run the girls down, JTB has been running through people on the card, being in Semi Main Events and hell sometimes Main Events. But Cena! Damn who the fuck does he think he is. The guy never once made anything spectacular and is pretty shit if you ask me, riding everyone else’s coattails as he can’t seem to get the job done on his own, he hides away dictating the others like a baby in a high chair. I have faced off against everyone in the New Age I might as well face them all. But alas I would face him beat him too, but where is he? All I see are his minions walking around being the hard nuts and acting out like little rebellious children.
I didn’t set out to want to take them all down but now, now I am and after Wrestlemainia I will destroy each and every one of them until the New Age is no more. And that includes you Bob. I have faced JTB already and have proven I can beat him, I have beaten Zak, beaten Troy, and made little Miss Triana hide scared. Bob if you know what’s best for your little group get your arse out here now and down to this ring.
Come and stand face to face with me, you think you run this show, you think your little group is the best thing around come knock some sense into me right now! Talk your shit, defend your ‘New Age’ get out of that little high chair of yours and come tell me different. I have beaten your boys and I will destroy them after Wrestlemania, take back the company….
Yes, okay so that’s kind of ironic me saying that considering I started in the Knights to take over and kind of destroy everyone else here, but still I am going to take the company back and either you watch as I send each and every one of them to your door in a body bag laughing as you do nothing….
Or you get off your arse and get out here!”
Demmie stands in the ring the sound of the crowd cheering her on echoing through the building all of them on their feet as they along with the Queen herself stand waiting on Cena.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Come on old man, where are you? Too scared to stand toe to toe with me? Bring your minions if it makes you feel better……*waits*……Come on!......Cena get off your…..”
Demmie is cut off by 'Unorthodox' by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasting around the arena as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos. Demmie smirks as she looks towards the stage in anticipation of the man she was expecting emerges from behind the curtain. Bob Cena slowly appears at the top of the stage wearing a black OFU hoodie with a pair of camo shorts with a grin on his face. He stands at the top of the ramp and applauds Demmie Mae in the ring before pulling a microphone out of the pocket of his hoodie. He continues walking down the ramp, never breaking eye contact with Demmie as he walks. He reaches the bottom of the stage, climbs the steps and enters the ring through the middle rope. Cena circles Demmie, sizing her up before signalling for his music to be cut so he can begin talking. Cena's music is cut, however the fans chanting interrupts him before he can speak.
LETS GO CENA! DEMMIE MAE! LETS GO CENA! DEMMIE MAE! LETS GO CENA! DEMMIE MAE!
Cena gives it a few moments for the fans to quiet down before he talks.
Bob Cena:
"Mighty heroic speech you just made Demmie. You say I've never accomplished anything? I ride on the coattails of my peers? Well isnt that just the pot calling the kettle black. You see while you were carrying Beno's and the rest of the Knights of the Roundtable's bags for them, I was breaking my back, out on my own, beating the best that ThyWWE had to offer. Joey the Bastard, I beat him, Kurt Orton, I beat him, Bret Hart, Zak Shields, I beat them! But there is one person who I never got the opportunity to face one on one, and that person is you. But there is a very good reason for that...... You see in ThyWWE, there is a glass ceiling and you never managed to break it. So while I was winning World Championships and main eventing Wrestlemania with my good friend Samuel Barton, you managed to stay Television Champion because you defended your championship against the likes of Mark Greenburg, Jesse Neal, the scourge of the roster. I hate to break it to you but while you tried to act a big shot, while you were riding with Joey The Bastard, or Beno, or Bret Hart, you were never on their level and you were not and still are not on my level."
Demmie starts to get visibly annoyed with Cena's comments as he continues.
Bob Cena:
"I mean I listen to your words and they scream superiority but I look at you as you say it and your body, your actions, they scream inferiority. You have that Knights of the Roundtable ring, but you're not really a Knight, you just slid into Anger's spot, you didnt earn that. All you gotta do is look at how the Knights ended up, Joey The Bastard and Troy Motor are travelling up and down the road, dominating the wrestling world, while you.....you never really amounted to much more than road kill did you? And now you wanna come out here and you want me to bestow on to you the honour of challenging the very best in the world on the grandest stage of them all?
Well here's what we're gonna do, you just won the lottery.....step into the ring with Bob Cena at Wrestlemania."
Demmie chuckles to herself and nods her head before mouthing "I accept"
Phil Latio:
"What a match Don! We havent seen Bob Cena in action since Ascension, who knows if ring rust might become a factor in this match."
Don Chuckles:
"When you're the best in the world Phil, ring rust doesn't play into it."
Cena and Demmie square up to each other and start mouthing insults to each other as Monday Night Raw goes to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Main Event: Triana vs Zak Shields ©
Non Title
Rule Britannia blares over the arena and the fans go wild. Zak steps out into the arena with the Television Title around his waist, the Intercontinental Title over his shoulder and Sophie right behind him. The fans scream louder. He goes to each side of the ramp and holds his arms up to the fans. He walks to the middle of the ramp and he points to the ring.
Steve Cruise - "Ladies and Gentlemen, Being accompanied to the ring by Sophie Dumas, introducing from Leeds, England. Zak Shields!"
With that Zak walks to the ring with Sophie on his free arm. They get to the ring and Zak slides under the bottom rope and he runs to the far corner and he jumps onto the middle rope and he takes the TV Title from round his waist and the Intercontinental Title from his shoulder and he raises them above his head he then jumps down and he hands the titles to the Ref. Sophie climbs onto the outside and they share a kiss as the music dies down.
Triana comes out from the back as her music hits she makes her way down the ramp and stops at the ring. She heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring her makes her way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits in her respective turnbuckle as she awaits for the referee to signal for the bell. The referee then signals for the bell to be rung and for this match to go underway
Ding…Ding….Ding…
Zak Shields and Triana circle the ring as the both look for an opening to score a hit.
Zak shield charges towards Triana and connects her with a Big Clothesline and takes down Triana. Triana attempts to stagger towards her feet but as she does Shields grapples Triana and heaves her up for a German Suplex and sends her crashing into the canvas with a Thud. He heaves up Triana again and sends her crashing into the canvas for a second time. Zak doesn’t appear to be done however as he heaves up Triana yet again and connects her with a Third German Suplex and sends him crashing into the Canvas. Zak doesn’t waste any time as he swoops in and connects an Elbow drop onto his downed opponent. Triana attempts to stagger back to her feet but as she does Shields grapples her and connects her with a Sidewalk Slam that brings her down hard into the canvas. Shields circles around and puts her into a figure four leg lock and Triana starts to cringe under the pressure. Zak continues to lock in the maneuver further applying the pressure to Triana’s legs. She refuses to give up though as she crawls for the ropes. Triana powers towards them as Shields continues to apply even more pressure. Triana powers towards the ropes one last time and she manages to reach out and grasp the velvet ropes. But Shields doesn’t let go.
The referee then starts the traditional Five Count. 1…2…3…4… Zak lets go of the Submission Maneuver before the referee can get to five.
Triana attempts to stagger back to her feet, she manages to get up but as soon as she swirls around Zak connects Triana with a Running Clothesline that takes her back down to the canvas with a Thud. Zak then drags Triana back to her feet and he grapples her. He then goes to heave her up and he connects her for Side Walk slam that brings her down to the canvas again. Zak Shields starts rapidly stomping the downed Triana. Zak Shields relentlessly continues the assault. Finally after she lies there motionless he turns her over and makes Triana lie face upwards so that she’s looking up at the ceiling. He then drags her to the center of the ring and heads towards the turnbuckle. He places his first foot on the bottom rung and then he places his second foot on the middle rung. He then ascends the rest of the way up the turnbuckle and then swirls around and faces his downed opponent who still lies motionless in the center of the ring. He then launces him self up in the air and comes crashing down as he connects a Leaping Frog Splash and connects with Triana. She reels back and cringes in pain from the impact. Zak then goes for the pinfall and the referee slides in for the count.
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Shields face becomes beet red with anger now as Triana Kicks out from the pinfall. The look of anger that covers his face quickly fades as he focuses his mind. He drags Triana back to her feet. He gets her into a grappling position and then connects her with a Sidewalk Slam that brings her back down to the canvas with a loud Thud. The crowd responds with cheers upon witnessing the impact. Zak doesn’t waste much time as he drags her back to his feet and grapples her again. He heaves her up and connects her with a German Suplex and brings him down into the canvas. He heaves her up again and attempts to connect him with a second German Suplex but Triana hits Shields with an backhanded strike to the his head. She connects a second elbow, and then a Third Elbow until Shields releases the hold. Triana swirls around and attempts to grapple Shields. But he shoves her backwards. Triana goes to strike him with a Hard Right Handed Strike, but Zak reverses it and connects Triana with his own Left Handed strike. Triana Staggers backwards but she attempts for another Hard Right Hand again but Shields reverses it again and he charges toward Triana and connects her with a Running Spine buster taking her down and crashing into the canvas. Shields stats stomping Triana with some Mud hole Stomps. Triana cringes from each blow as Zak Shields starts laying into her with Rapid succession Stomps. Zak Shields then drags Triana back to her feet and goes for a grapple but Triana still determined, attempts to go for a grapple but Shields reverses it with a Toe Kick. He then gets Triana in position and heaves her up for the Wild Bomb.
He connects the High Speed release Powerbomb for his finisher as she comes crashing down into the canvas for a hard thud. Shields quickly swoops in as he covers her for the pinfall and the referee slides in for the count.
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Zak shields looks down at Triana with a livid look. His faces is beet red with anger as Triana continues to not give in or give up. Zak Shields drags her back to her feet now and he goes to connect her with a Clothesline but Triana does the splits and low blows Zak Shields in the balls, as if it were a scene straight out of Mortal Kombat. Zak shields holds his prized possessions in hand as he heaves over in intense pain. Triana gets to her feet and connects Shields with a Cactus Clothesline that takes him down with a thud. Triana then starts mud hole stomping shields as he lies their holding his jewels. Triana then drags Zak Shields back to his feet and swivels around him and connects a German Suplex that takes him down for a thud. She then heaves him up and connects him with a second German Suplex that sends him up into the air and crashing back down to the canvas for yet another thud. Triana then heaves up Shields a third time and she connects him with a Second German Suplex that takes him down for a thud. Triana then drags him towards the center of the ring and places him down and makes him face up towards the ceiling. She quickly runs towards one of the turnbuckles and places the first foot on the bottom rung and her second foot on the second rung. She ascends the rest of the way up the turnbuckle and as soon as she reaches towards the top of the turnbuckle she swivels around and launches herself off of the turnbuckle, she soars threw the air and connect a Shooting Star Press as she comes crashing down on top of Zak Shields.
She cringes in pain from the impact but she is quick to cover him for the pinfall the referee then slides in for the count.
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Zak Shields Manages to kick out at the last second, now it’s Triana who has that look of anger similar to what Zak Shield showed on his face earlier. She quickly doesn’t waste any time however as she drags him back to his feet and connects him with a Sidewalk Slam that takes him down with a thud. She then drags him back to his feet again and gets him into position as she then connects him with a Piledriver that has him connecting with the canvas for a hard thud. Triana then drags him back to his feet and connects gets him into position as she connects him with a Reverse Death Valley Driver for LOL. Shields comes crashing down into the canvas for a hard thud.
Triana then hooks the leg yet again as she attempts another pinfall and the referee slides in for the count.
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Phil Latio: Zak Shields has managed to kick out yet again!.
Don Chuckles: Both competitors have giving it their all with Zak taking control of the match early on and now Triana taking control of the second half.
Phil Latio: Now it all comes down to this. Will Zak amount a comeback, or will Triana finish him off.
Triana drags Zak Shields back to his feet and she goes to grapple him , but Zak reverses the maneuver and pushes her back, he goes for a right handed strike and connects with the maneuver and rocks her. Triana fires back with a left handed strike of her own and she rocks him. Shields fires back with another right handed strike and rocks her again. Triana rocks him with a quick uppercut that sends him teetering, but Shields comes back with another big right handed strike. Both competitors are going tit for tat now.
Triana strikes Shields with huge right handed stirke, now then a left handed stirke, then she uppercuts him, Shield staggers backwards and triana toe kicks him and gets him into position. She then Connects shields with Reverse Death Valley Driver for LOL.
Zak Sheilds comes crashing down into the canvas with a hard thud and then Triana covers him and goes for the pinfall as she hooks the leg. The referee then slides in for the count.
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Winner of the Match: Triana
RAW 146 ends with Triana celebrating in the ring as the camera fading to black.
Show Ends
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RECAP
Kurt Orton Segment
Triple H Segment
JayK over Eva
Beno over Blackman
The Legends Gauntlet
Demmi and POT Segment
Triana over Zak Shields
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Thanks for being patient everyone!
Leave your comments and such, new card in a day or two.
If I missed anything segment wise, let me know ASAP! Thanks
RAW 146
Live from: Canadian Tire Centre, Ottawa, ON
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Unknown Soldier blasts through the PA System as RAW goes on the air and with the flash of the lights, Kurt Orton is seen in a steel chair sitting in the middle of the ring.
The fans start chanting his name and out of nowhere, Kurt silences them and begins speaking.
{The Prodigy} Kurt Orton
Seven Months. Seven Months is the longest I have waited to get everything I ever wanted, I had it all at first... the love of my life, a beautiful little boy being blessed to the highest degree and all of you giving me support every damn week as this music blasted throughout the speakers.
Now as a man of faith and Christianity... I pray each week before I fight or before I come out here and speak to you all but on Sunday when the bell rings and the announcements are all done... what I'll do is look our champion in the eye and shake his hand respectively and then when I beat him cleanly in the center of our ring... that's when the change starts!
The crowd begins getting hyped up as Orton smirks to them all before continuing to speak but with a more serious tone.
It'll then continue when I open the show on Raw 148 with the championship on my shoulder and let you guys just chant the roof off of whatever town we are in.... hell if we happen to be in my city then you sure as damn well know that I might not even wrestle... haha!!!
Blade, I know your back there watching me run my mouth and have a little fun but now I direct all of this pent up frustration towards you.. you've known me since day one and so have these people!
When you see me busted wide open begging for more... I don't Quit! When you see me knocked out cold and your opportunity to pin me is squandered! I don't give up! Hell, since we are both football fans I'll treat you with a quote from NFL Coach and Green Bay's own Vince Lombardi
"The harder you work, the harder it is to surrender" - Vince Lombardi
So when you see me on the other side of the ring just asking for all the big boots, fore-arms, sit-out power bombs and even saving graces you wanna give me... know that when the referee stops short at the count of 2, I'm the fucking guy who's worked day in and day out busting my ass for this company so in all actuality.... you have to beat the face that runs this place! I am the man to beat and come WrestleMania homie you better bring all the blood sweat and tears you got cause in order to retain your title, your going to have to kill me!!!
Boys and girls... and if ya don't know... now ya know!
Because that's.... how I roll!!!
Kurt gets up and leaves the ring as the show goes to commercial.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
A throne empty sits in the middle of a cemented room with a single lights flickering above. They fade out fast and come back on. Bangs cover the eyes of a man sitting upon the throne now, the air so dank and cool the breath he takes can be seen as if steam rising out of a tea kettle. Lower the camera wanders, lower it finds the build to be one of muscle but that is not what is focused upon. Between the burly hands of the man resting upon his lap is a moniker, a familiar tool of one man. That tool belongs to The King of Kings himself Triple H. The bangs go back as the head raises fully up, eyes that could startle death appear. Another breath, another cloud of steam emanating.
[The Game] Triple H: “Death comes to men who run their mouths. Death comes to those whom claim they have stake in knowing what a Legend is. I sat back at home embracing my wife when a letter entered my mail box. It was a challenge issued by Joey The Bastard. A man upon his last leg as he tries to play avenger of his own realism. Pretending around the company as if he was this anti-heroic style Captain America seeking justice. Running around with the likes of Troy Motor, Steve Blackman, Zak Shields, and in this case their own Black Widow Bitch too. Thy has become nothing more than a dumping ground with waste like this walking on two legs. It appears to be that evolution took a step backwards when it comes to the current talent that moves upon two legs slamming their chests as if proud monkeys in a zoo. I was hesitant to make an entrance because who knows maybe my father in law will not be to pleased to oblige me with entrance to Joey's offer. If I am able to accept that offer, if I am able to take Joey up on that then I would be more than happy to pedigree someone who thinks they are making a difference. The same rambling species and actions that this man takes are nothing more than ploys off previous groups like the famous New World Order or Degeneration X. Joey acts as if Vince hasn't dealt with this stuff before so it is safe to assume that Vince just doesn't care.”
Triple H moved the hammer from his lap raising it into the light that hung above him. Through the half shaded light part of the hammer was seen as well as one eye of Triple H. He took that hammer moving his eyes as they went over every inch. Then the sledge went back across his lap.
[The Game] Triple H: “But if Vince doesn't want me to compete against Joey it finds me within a predicament. So I am going to offer something else, something not thought of or asked of me. Vince I want you to know that if I cannot enter the ring to whip Joey's ass then I want to be at the announcer's table for Wrestlemania V. See most people in this company pegged me for an egocentric asshole, they tried to peg me on my last days that I went out of the business all wrong. Don't get my words twisted I am not coming back to the company meaning I am not going to be here full time. But when I look at what has happened and what has become of this place I see sands of time running out of the hour glass. I see a locker room needing guys again within it. But the cold truth is that Thy seems to be a memory for men who walked hallowed halls with nothing to show. I go back and forth in my mind of the days that have passed me by. I look unto the world of those I have faced and those who have toppled my ideas of going forward.”
Triple H moved getting up off the throne putting the sledgehammer down upon it. Moving to the side of the throne he leaded against it. His eyes darted only for a moment to the throne that only held his sledgehammer.
[The Game]Triple H: “I can give many words and reasons settling for why I should do many things. But that would just be useless rambling. It would just be another man disgruntled blabbing on about how things used to be. So the one thing I want to say to men like Joey The Bastard is that you can walk with your chest puffed out as if your the king gorilla. Although in the end you will see someone that is stronger walk in to slap the piss out of your mouth. Tread carefully because some calls do get answered. You do not possess the name of Legend Killer but I would be more than happy to show you how much an Asshole could beat the hell out of a Bastard. Vinny I hope your watching because either I do step into that ring eventually to teach that boy some manners or you do as I ask and give me something to do at Wrestlemania. I am man enough to admit I don't truly sit upon a throne of greatness. I am a legend by given right of this company and despite being The King of Kings I will always ask even to my father in law. Is that Game On? Or do I just have to make things happen for it to be Game OVER!!”
With that Triple H left the sledgehammer sitting on the throne his own little message to everyone. Just a side note that the King of Kings was still paying attention.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back and we are with Phil Latio and Don Chuckles.
Phil Latio: So we could have Triple H joining us at WrestleMania V? That's an honor for sure Don!
Don Chuckles: It'll be better than just talking to you the whole time.
Phil Latio: Either way, nice to see the King of Kings still keeping his eye out on Thy WWE. I still remember the match between Sheamus and Triple H, just classic.
Don Chuckles: I lost 100 dollars on that match. Sheamus was lucky to retain the title.
Phil Latio: Ha, but let's get to our first match Don! Two newer superstars will go up against each other! Eva Marie and JayK Reems.
Match One: Eva Marie vs JayK Reems
"Out of My Mind" by CFO$ feat. Chad Cherry hits the PA System as Eva Marie runs down to the ring in anticipation for her match against the mysterious yet cocky JayK Reems, she slides into the ring and flips her hair before waiting on her opponent.
" As the beat picks up, Dylynn appears from behind the curtain. Ahead of her brother she smiles to the crowd posing before sending air kisses around. Whilst Dylynn does her thing JayK Reems appears bouncing to the beat, he then charges down to the ring.
Climbing into the ring and up onto the turnbuckles, he poses and screams before jumping down. As Dylynn comes round she stands outside the ring mouthing encouragement to her brother as he stands, facing Eva.
The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
The match begins with Eva running straight at JayK and JayK drops her with a Big Boot! The fans begin to boo as Eva hits the mat.
JayK stands there shaking his head, yelling out to the crowd that this is "Pathetic!"
JayK picks up Eva by her hair and connects with not one, but two Snap Suplexes. JayK picks Eva up and connects with a scoop slam, placing her in the middle of the ring. JayK jumps onto the turnbuckle and goes into the air, connecting with the Angel Falling, a Swanton Bomb type move.
JayK picks up Eva for the last time and connects with his finisher, Raucous! A front facelock dropped into a cutter.
Phil Latio: This is dumb, finish it already!
JayK goes for the cover.
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THREE!!!!
Winner of the Match: JayK Reems via No Show
Don Chuckles: What was that!? That was less than five minutes! What a waste of a match.
Phil Latio: Eva didn't deserve that kind of beating. JayK should face someone his own size! Let's go to commercial!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back from commercial and we see Steve Blackman already in the ring waiting for his opponent. His theme song fades.
Match Two: “The One and Only” Beno vs Steve Blackman
Phil Latio: Up next we have an odd one, Beno will face Steve Blackman!
Don Chuckles: Beno isn't retired? The dude is old.
Phil Latio: He's not retired Don, at WrestleMania he will be facing Troy Motor, remember?
Don Chuckles: I just remember Beno kidnapping Troy and torturing him. What a creep.
Phil Latio: Either way, he's a former world champion and he should take care of Blackman tonight!
“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.
Beno stares at Blackman as he jumps off the ropes and his theme song fades. The referee calls for the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING
Blackman runs at Beno and quickly is knocked down with a clothesline. Beno picks up Steve and irish whips him into the ropes. Blackman runs back at Beno as Beno kicks him in the stomach. Beno hits with a snap suplex.
Phil Latio: Beno showing early dominance.
Beno picks Blackman up and throws a European uppercut sending Blackman back into the ropes. Blackman wants back at Beno and walks right into a Swinging Neckbreaker! Beno quickly rolls up just to drop down on Blackman with a Elbow Drop to the chest.
Don Chuckles: This is pathetic Phil! Blackman doesn't match up with Beno! Unfair!
The fans begin to boo and give mix reactions to the match. Beno picks up Steve Blackman. Blackman suddenly hits a punch to Beno's stomach. He kicks Beno in the stomach as the fans begin to cheer. Steve runs at the ropes but Beno runs after him, as Blackman turns around, Beno connects with a running STO! As the cheers for Blackman fade.
Beno yells at Blackman.
IT'S OVER STEVE!
Beno picks up Blackman and with one motion connects with a Beno Bomb!
Blackman is out! Beno goes for the win. The referee begins to count.
1...............................................................2...............................................................3!!!!!
Phil Latio: And we have a winner!
Beno's theme song begins to play as he jumps off Blackman and begins to celebrate.
Winner of the Match: Beno
Blackman rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp and leaves the arena. As the fans begin to boo and give Beno mix reactions, his theme song suddenly stops. The lights begin to flicker.
Don Chuckles: What's going on Phil?
Phil Latio: I have no idea...We'll have to wait and see.
Suddenly "Flesh Into Gear" by CKY begins to play off the P.A system and the fans begin to cheer as Beno can't believe who it is. Troy Motor walks onto the stange.
Phil Latio: My god! It's Troy! He's back and he doesn't look happy.
Beno stares as Troy quickly runs into the ring and Spears Beno!
Don Chuckles: Troy with a Spear!
Beno and Troy begin to throw punches at each other as both stand up. Beno swings at Troy but he ducks under the punch and connects with a Dropback! A Inverted DDT! The fans begin to cheer as Troy jumps up and down with excitement.
Troy isn't finished. Motor runs onto the turnbuckle, he looks at Beno who is on his back on the mat. Troy goes air-bourne, he attempts a Backflip Splash off the turnbuckle! But NO! Beno rolls out of the way.
Phil Latio: Troy risked it!
Beno gets up and does a quick Beno Bomb! Troy lays on the ground, the fans begin to boo as Beno holds his shoulder with one arm and with his other hand, Beno points at the WrestleMania V banner!
Phil Latio: In a few weeks, those two superstars will face off one on one at WrestleMania and I can not wait! But we will be back after these commercial break!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil: Ladies and gentlemen, up next is a special attraction match up. Nobody knows who's going to show up, in what is a first for Thy WWE!
Don: That's right, Latio. Joey the Bastard has promised to make history tonight!
Match Three: Joey the Bastard vs The Legends Gauntlet
Phil: It's the Legends Gauntlet! And, I for one can't wait!
"Fight Music" by D-12 hits and the crowd erupts in cheers before Joey the Bastard emerges from the back.
Phil: Well, here in Ottawa, capital city of Canada - The Bastard's home country - these fans are letting JTB know that they stand beside him!
Don: The greatest Thy WWE superstar to ever come out of Canada! At least one good thing came from here.
Phil: Well, Canada certainly does have a strange group of fans. After all the terrible and disgusting things that The Bastard has done, these Canadian fans are still on his side!
The Bastard walks out on to the ramp, staring out in to the control with a smirk on his face. He starts bouncing to the music and strutting down the ramp. He bumps fists with some fans at ringside.
Phil: Joey the Bastard is one of the most hated men in the history of Thy WWE...
Don: Yeah, in America.
Phil: Yet they love him here in Canada. It's amazing!
JTB slides in to the ring, removes his New Age letter-man jacket, and tosses his "NA" New Era hat in to the crowd. he grabs a mic from Steve Cruise.
Phil: Are they chanting his name? This place is nuts!
JOEY! JOEY! JOEY! JOEY!
JTB holds the mic up and begins to speak.
JTB: There isn't a better place to do the impossible tonight than our nation's capital, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada!
Crowd mega-pops.
JTB: You people are about witness history in the making! There isn't a single active wrestler in the back in today's Thy WWE who has the guts to attempt to challenge the Legends Gauntlet. Except for one man, and you're lookin' at him!
Mega-pop.
JTB: It's time to prove to the world why I am the absolute best in this industry today! Let's bring out the first victim... Ahem... Legend.
Phil: I dunno if JTB is stupid or what, because he seems to be way too confident going in to this match.
Don: And so he should be, Latio. he's the best that Thy WWE has to offer. None of the Thy WWE Legends can hold a candle to him.
Phil: Or there might be something we're missing, Don. There might be more than meets the eye here.
The crowd goes silent, awaiting the first Legend to appear. And then...
The crowd goes nuts as does Phil Latio.
Phil: Oh my God! It's The Undertaker! He's back!
Don: Uh oh.
Taker's music hits and the lights go out. Fog fills the entrance way, and lightning strikes though out the arena. The place is going insane as druids appear at the top of the ramp carrying a casket.
Phil: Undertaker must be in that casket! You wanna talk about a Legend? The Undertaker is the very meaning of the word. He's a former Thy WWE Champion! The Phenom is back in Thy WWE!
The druids carry the casket to ringside as The Bastard looks on. He seems to be quite startled, arguing with the ref. He says, "Not him!" in to the camera. The druids place the casket at ringside and then leave. The lights turn back on and JTB is pacing back and forth staring at the casket. The crowd start to chant.
UNDERTAKER *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
All of a sudden, the casket opens and The Undertaker sits up...
Phil: Aw, that no good dirty son of a...
Don: HAHAHAHAHA! Look at his little hat!
The man in the casket is not The Undertaker, and the crowd is pissed. He's dressed like The Undertaker, but is about four feet shorter.
Phil: That's not the damn Undertaker. That's a little person!
Don: Just call him a midget, Latio. Come on, we're all thinking it.
Phil: All the hype from JTB. All the talk, and this is what he gives us? I was beginning to think he was changing for the better. Challenging himself by trying to do something no man or woman has ever done before. Shame on me, and shame on that damn bastard!
Don: This is something that nobody has ever done before, Latio, and it's great! Look at the little guy! HAHAHA!
JTB starts to laugh, and wiggle his fingers in the direction of the mini-Undertaker. Mini-Taker enters the ring and the ref calls for the bell to signal the start of the gauntlet.
*DING DING DING*
The crowd is rabid now as mini-Taker runs his thumb across his throat at JTB.
Don: HAHA!
Phil: This is a joke. And not a funny one.
JTB walks up to Taker and points at him, then mocks his size. Taker tells him to fight and JTB shrugs then boots Taker in the gut. The crowd boos and Taker goes down. JTB yanks him up hard by the hair and lifts him up, dropping him with a scoop slam. Taker lies motionless for a few seconds then does the zombie sit-up. JTB flat-foot boots him in the face.
Don: HAHAHA! Did you see that, Latio?
Phil: Unfortunately, I did, Don. How can you condone this? The Undertaker... The REAL Undertaker is a true Legend of Thy WWE, and Joey the Bastard is showing him the ultimate form of disrespect.
JTB grabs Taker again by the hair. The ref's like "Cut it out!" and JTB just shrugs it off. He picks up mini-Taker over his shoulder and drops him on the turnbuckle with snake eyes. Mini-Taker flops around the mat for a second before pulling himself up. JTB bounces off the ropes and drops him with a hard big boot.
Don: Mini-boot by The Bastard!
This time it's JTB who does the throat slash before hoisting mini-Taker up and dropping him with the Skrewdriver. The crowd has started to get back on JTB's side now.
Phil: Oh, now I see that they've forgiven him. Sad, really.
Don: Forgive and forget, Latio!
JTB covers mini-Taker with the classic Taker pin complete with tongue and rolled up eyes. The ref counts.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
The crowd cheers as JTB kicks Taker out of the ring. He's laughing harder now as he waves goodbye to mini-Taker.
Don: What Legend is gonna be next?
Phil: Who cares? Let's just get this over with and get to some actual competitive wrestling, dammit.
Out of nowhere, the old music of former general manager, the late Kenneth Walker hits. The crowd gasps.
Phil: Oh no! He wouldn't!
JTB looks scared again now, and the casket swings open again. mini-Kenneth Walker sits up like the Undertaker. He's got make up on to look like a zombie. The crowd groans, but still seem to be on JTB's side.
Phil: That is crossing the line! The ultimate form of disrespect! That Bastard is a piece of sh...
Don: Listen to the crowd, Latio!
ZOMBIE WALKER *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Phil: These fans are just as sick as Joey the Bastard! I never seen anything this disgusting in all my life!
JTB starts zombie walking toward Zombie-Walker. Walker in to the ring and the refs calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
The Zombie-Walker zombie walks toward JTB and JTB dodges. Walker hits the corner, and JTB chops across the face. JTB lifts Walker up and sits him on the top turnbuckle. JTB follows and sets him up. The crowd is going nuts. JTB picks up Walker up.
Phil: Oh, come on! Don't do it! You'll kill him!
Don: You can't kill what's already dead, Latio!
Phil: You're disgusting!
JTB jumps with Zombie-Walker and hits a skrewdriver off the top rope. The crowd gasps and starts to chant "HOLY SHIT" as JTB covers. The crowd counts along with the ref.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
JTB then rolls Mini-Walker to the casket. he rolls him inside then slams the door shut. JTB says, "Back where he belongs." into the camera with a sick smirk on his face.
Phil: This guy has not one ounce of class in his entire body. Somebody's gotta put a stop to this.
Austin Starr's music hits and a mini-Starr runs out looking pissed off. The crowd starts to chant.
AUSTIN-MINI *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Mini-Starr sprints at midget speed and tries to slide in to the ring but bounces off the apron. JTB exits the ring and grab mini-Starr and slams him back first in to the steel steps.
Don: Haha, it's Austin Starr defending the honor of his late best friend! This is pure gold, Latio!
Phil: This is pure garbage is what it is! Joey the Bastard obviously paid this men to come out here to get their asses kicked. The ego of this man!
JTB pulls mini-Starr up and drives him spine first in to the ring post. JTB then grabs a chair as the ref pleads with him to stop. JTB then swings for the fences, cracking mini-Starr in the skull with the chair. Starr goes down and blood flows from his forehead.
Phil: Jesus, what a shot!
Don: Haha!
JTB rolls mini-Starr in to the ring as the crowd starts to chant "THIS IS AWESOME!". JTB demands that the ref start the ref and the ref reluctantly calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
JTB covers mini-Starr.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
JTB picks up mini-Starr over his head and carries him to the ropes. Then he tosses mini-Starr out and on top of the announce table.
Phil: Look out, Don!
Don: HAHA! Don't worry, Latio. he's so light, he floated over here!
Sheamus' music hits as mini-Sheamus runs out on his tiny legs from the back complete with signature pale skin, and red hair. He runs down to the ring and stomps up the steps. he enters the ring...
*DING DING DING*
...and sticks his arms out while yelling "FELLA". JTB runs and drops mini-Sheamus with a Brogue Kick to the face. JTB covers.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
MINI-FELLA *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Mini-Sheamus rolls out of the ring, and then Alex Kendall's music hits. Mini-Kendall emerges from the back.
Don: Hahaha! Look how bad ass mini-Alex Kendall looks!
Phil: I'm tuning this entire thing out to be honest.
Mini-Kendall starts to slowly make his way to the ring as the crowd boos him. He looks at the crowd with disdain and then at JTB.
Don: it looks like he doesn't even care!
Phil: he's not the only one, Don.
Mini-Kendall enters the ring and looks around like he doesn't wanna be there. then he lies down on the mat.
*DING DING DING*
JTB looks a little confused then shrugs and covers mini-Kendall.
1...
2...
3.
*DING DING DING*
Mini-Alex Kendall rolls out of the ring as the crowd boos.
Don: Laying down just like the real Alex Kendall! HAHAHA! Now he's gonna disappear right after once again!
Phil: You have got to be the most annoying man I know, Don.
Mini-Kendall starts to leave up the ramp, and JTB won't have any of it. He slides out and grabs the chair. Runs up behind mini-Kendall and clocks him in the back of the head.
Phil: What a man! Attacking a little person from behind with a damn steel chair.
Don: Almost took it clean off!
JTB drags mini-Kendall's lifeless body to ringside and props him up on the steps. Mini-Kendall's head is rested against the ring post. JTB winds up and swings the chair, cracking mini-Kendall in the head, crushing it between the chair and the ring post. The crowd groans again as mini-Kendall falls to the flow, motionless.
Don: I guess these midgets will think twice next time The Bastard offers them a job!
LAY-DOWN KENDALL *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Phil: Idiots. No respect in this damn country. JTB and them deserve eachother!
But then, the unthinkable happens...
Mini-Bret Hart walks out from the back with his shades and leather jacket. The crowd turns on a dime and starts to boo like crazy. Mini-Bret walks down the ramp and picks a fan at ringside to put his pink shades on and continues to the ring. JTB starts to clap when Bret enters the ring. The ref calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
JTB reaches out to shake mini-Bret's hand. Mini-Bret is reluctant, but accepts and JTB shakes it cleanly. JTB then lays down on the mat, telling Mini-Bret to cover him.
Don: See, Latio? JTB has some respect. He's laying down from one of the true Canadian Legends!
Phil: Gimme a break. It's all a sham.
Bret goes to cover and the crowd starts to cheer and count along.
1...
2...
3!
NO! JTB sits up, picking up mini-Bret as he goes. JTB holds mini-Bret while looking in to the crowd, laughing as they begin to boo. JTB then drops mini-Bret spine first across the knee with a hard back breaker. the crowd is rabid at this point and they only get worse when JTB locks in the sharpshooter.
Phil: Well, he did it. He managed to get this crowd against him. If that's what he wanted, I'll give him credit for that. Bret "the Hitman' Hart is holy ground here in Canada. You just don't mess with Bret.
Mini-Bret taps out to the sharpshooter.
*DING DING DING*
The crowd starts to chant "YOU SUCK" at JTB as he takes a bow in the middle of the ring. The crowd pops big time as mini-Jonny Freeman, mini-Sam Barton, mini-Brian Gunn, mini-Maven, and mini-Dominic Reynolds all run out.
Don: Oh my God. That's hilarious! Look at them run!
Phil: Looks like these little people have seen enough! And it's about damn time!
They swarm the ring and crawl up the steps. The enter and attack JTB. JTB drops Freeman with a hard shot. Turns and drops Barton. Then he drops Gunn. Then Maven, and finally Reynolds. he starts to stomp each one of them one by one. The crowd has now completely turned and are booing the hell out of JTB. He yells at them to bite him and continues the stomp fest.
Phil: Well, there goes the neighborhood. There's no hope now.
Don: What? You actually though JTB would lose against five midgets at the same time?
Phil: One could hope.
"Written in the Stars" hits and JTB stops dead in his tracks. He looks ready for a fight.
Phil: Wait a minute now. The Bastard looks worried for real this time. This might not be a part of his plan!
Don: Nope, it'll be just another midget, Latio.
The real Christian Knight appears on the ramp and the crowd cheers. Not because they like Christian Knight, but out of spite to Joey the Bastard. Christian Knight is shaking his head while walking down the ramp with an amazed look on his face. he stops at the bottom of the ramp and JTB challenges him to get in the ring. Somebody jumps the barricade...
Phil: It's mini-Christian Knight!
Don: Dammit, Knight. get the hell out of here!
The five previous midgets: Freeman, Barton, Gunn, Maven, and Reynolds start to stir. Mini-Knight enters the ring behind JTB. The ref calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
The real Christian Knight goes to slide in to the ring and JTB backs up, and Knight fakes him out by not actually sliding in. But mini-Knight is on his hands and knees behind JTB. JTB trips backward over him and mini-Knight jumps on top. The other minis: Freeman, Barton, Gunn, Maven, and Reynolds all jump on as well is a massive mini-dog pile. the ref counts as JTB struggles to get out and the crowd counts along.
1...
2...
3!!!
*DING DING DING*
Steve Cruise: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner of the Legends Gauntlet.... Mini.... Christian KNIGHT!
Winner of The Match: Mini Christian Knight!
"Written in the Stars" hits as the five previous minis flee the ring. Mini-Knight hops up on the bottom rope, celebrating as the crowd cheers. JTB jumps out and starts yelling at the real Christian Knight. Knight laughs at him while again shaking his head at JTB. JTB is enraged.
Phil: He did it! Mini-Christian Knight did it! Now THAT is hilarious, Don!
Don: AHH! It's a damn travesty, Latio!
JTB has snapped. he attacks mini-Knight from behind and starts to slam his face in to the bottom turnbuckle. The real Knight is at the top of the ramp now, watching on. JTB picks up mini-Knight and drops him with a skrewdriver. The he picks him up and does it again.
Phil: That midget has a damn family!
Don: Haha, Latio, you said midget. And it serves him right!
JTB kicks mini-Knight out of the ring and follows. He grabs a second steel chair and starts to drive it in to mini-Knight's spine. Then JTB sets him up and power bombs him on to the announce table which doesn't break. JTB tries it again and it still won't break. In one last final attempt, JTB uses all of his force to powerbomb mini-Knight straight through the table.
Phil: This is carnage! Why the hell isn't Christian Knight stopping this?
Don: Look at him! He's laughing as if he likes what he sees! Christian Knight is real sicko, Latio!
JTB drags mini-Knight out of the wreckage and rolls him back in to the ring. Mini-Knight is done. Out-cold. JTB tosses the chair in, walks around to the other side of the ring and slides the other chair in. He slides in and places the chair under mini-Knights head. Then he grabs the other chair and stands over mini-Knight. the crowd is booing JTB out of the building. JTB holds the chair up and yells "THIS IS YOU AT WRESTLEMANIA!" and the real Knight starts to look like he's going to run down to save mini-Knight. But, instead, he stops and dismisses what is going on, and laughs again. JTB swings the chair and connects with a one man con-chair-to to mini-Knight. JTB slams the chair down again and again as the crowd gasps then goes silent.
Phil: He could be dead! Dammit, stop this, Christian!
Don: Holy crap...
JTB throws the chair up the ramp, screaming at Christian Knight, who just shakes his head, laughing at JTB. He yells, "Desperate." at JTB before he leaves and disappears behind the curtain. JTB sits down on the ring apron as EMTs rush the ring to check on everybody. JTB just stares up at the entrance way, repeating "You're dead, Christian. You're dead!"
Phil: Ladies and gentlemen, I sincerely apologize for what you just witnessed. That display is in no way condoned by any body here at Thy WWE.
JTB is just one sick son a of a bitch and he will get his at WrestleMania!
JTB hops down from the apron and starts jaw-jacking with some of the fans at ringside before the show cuts to commercial.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
As the fans a quiet music is heard as Deal With Me by Jessi Jae Joplin And The Ruckus comes over the PA system cutting out all sound as a video begins to play. At which point to the annoyance of the fans the Queen Diva steps out smirking at the fans her eyes darken as the devil within her can be seen, her smirk the ever sinister smirk it always is. She walks down the ramp showing everyone her cocky side, turning her nose up at the fans before entering the ring. She poses in the center before snatching the mic from the announcer.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Salve a su reina! Salve a la perra cabeza! Salve a mí! Señoritaaaaaaaaa Demmie Mae”
(Hail to your Queen! Hail to the head bitch! Hail to me! Miss Demmie Mae)
Demmie chuckles at the fans screaming at her.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Shut up all of you I have things to say and ya’ll need to be quiet a Queen’s day is far too busy for intolerable imbecils to boo all day.”
The crowd continue to just boo her, hating on the fact that she always reefer’s to herself as queen.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”You know I set out here originally to just get the belt, regain my name and legendary status that was… until…. New Age got involved. They talk about running the show and being the best and what? They have an idiot of whom which gave up his belts as he knew he would no longer hold them once real talent like myself came a knocking, a bastard who likes to think he is badass but all he does is drink his sorrows away and hide behind his little gang of misfits even if at one point he was a pretty good wrestler the drink got to him. Then we have a whore who can’t be ‘bothered’ for anything and a guy who ends up getting injured. What in all of those talents reads they are the best? What can’t do much on their own so have to team up in order for anyone to even notice them?”
They crowd of which always boo the head diva, are now quite content with how she is trash talking the New Age and for once are cheering her, getting a scowl from the queen.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Don’t start cheering me, just because those circus freaks can’t do anything other than be like a gang of two year olds. Oh….wait no…..I have forgotten their leader in all this. The leader who can barely even talk much, their leader who just wants his five minutes of fame. I am mistaken in believing the other members to be shit, their leader won’t even wrestle! Okay so I may have been harsh, Zak has been champion a duel one at that, Triana has run the girls down, JTB has been running through people on the card, being in Semi Main Events and hell sometimes Main Events. But Cena! Damn who the fuck does he think he is. The guy never once made anything spectacular and is pretty shit if you ask me, riding everyone else’s coattails as he can’t seem to get the job done on his own, he hides away dictating the others like a baby in a high chair. I have faced off against everyone in the New Age I might as well face them all. But alas I would face him beat him too, but where is he? All I see are his minions walking around being the hard nuts and acting out like little rebellious children.
I didn’t set out to want to take them all down but now, now I am and after Wrestlemainia I will destroy each and every one of them until the New Age is no more. And that includes you Bob. I have faced JTB already and have proven I can beat him, I have beaten Zak, beaten Troy, and made little Miss Triana hide scared. Bob if you know what’s best for your little group get your arse out here now and down to this ring.
Come and stand face to face with me, you think you run this show, you think your little group is the best thing around come knock some sense into me right now! Talk your shit, defend your ‘New Age’ get out of that little high chair of yours and come tell me different. I have beaten your boys and I will destroy them after Wrestlemania, take back the company….
Yes, okay so that’s kind of ironic me saying that considering I started in the Knights to take over and kind of destroy everyone else here, but still I am going to take the company back and either you watch as I send each and every one of them to your door in a body bag laughing as you do nothing….
Or you get off your arse and get out here!”
Demmie stands in the ring the sound of the crowd cheering her on echoing through the building all of them on their feet as they along with the Queen herself stand waiting on Cena.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Come on old man, where are you? Too scared to stand toe to toe with me? Bring your minions if it makes you feel better……*waits*……Come on!......Cena get off your…..”
Demmie is cut off by 'Unorthodox' by Wretch 32 feat. Example blasting around the arena as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos. Demmie smirks as she looks towards the stage in anticipation of the man she was expecting emerges from behind the curtain. Bob Cena slowly appears at the top of the stage wearing a black OFU hoodie with a pair of camo shorts with a grin on his face. He stands at the top of the ramp and applauds Demmie Mae in the ring before pulling a microphone out of the pocket of his hoodie. He continues walking down the ramp, never breaking eye contact with Demmie as he walks. He reaches the bottom of the stage, climbs the steps and enters the ring through the middle rope. Cena circles Demmie, sizing her up before signalling for his music to be cut so he can begin talking. Cena's music is cut, however the fans chanting interrupts him before he can speak.
LETS GO CENA! DEMMIE MAE! LETS GO CENA! DEMMIE MAE! LETS GO CENA! DEMMIE MAE!
Cena gives it a few moments for the fans to quiet down before he talks.
Bob Cena:
"Mighty heroic speech you just made Demmie. You say I've never accomplished anything? I ride on the coattails of my peers? Well isnt that just the pot calling the kettle black. You see while you were carrying Beno's and the rest of the Knights of the Roundtable's bags for them, I was breaking my back, out on my own, beating the best that ThyWWE had to offer. Joey the Bastard, I beat him, Kurt Orton, I beat him, Bret Hart, Zak Shields, I beat them! But there is one person who I never got the opportunity to face one on one, and that person is you. But there is a very good reason for that...... You see in ThyWWE, there is a glass ceiling and you never managed to break it. So while I was winning World Championships and main eventing Wrestlemania with my good friend Samuel Barton, you managed to stay Television Champion because you defended your championship against the likes of Mark Greenburg, Jesse Neal, the scourge of the roster. I hate to break it to you but while you tried to act a big shot, while you were riding with Joey The Bastard, or Beno, or Bret Hart, you were never on their level and you were not and still are not on my level."
Demmie starts to get visibly annoyed with Cena's comments as he continues.
Bob Cena:
"I mean I listen to your words and they scream superiority but I look at you as you say it and your body, your actions, they scream inferiority. You have that Knights of the Roundtable ring, but you're not really a Knight, you just slid into Anger's spot, you didnt earn that. All you gotta do is look at how the Knights ended up, Joey The Bastard and Troy Motor are travelling up and down the road, dominating the wrestling world, while you.....you never really amounted to much more than road kill did you? And now you wanna come out here and you want me to bestow on to you the honour of challenging the very best in the world on the grandest stage of them all?
Well here's what we're gonna do, you just won the lottery.....step into the ring with Bob Cena at Wrestlemania."
Demmie chuckles to herself and nods her head before mouthing "I accept"
Phil Latio:
"What a match Don! We havent seen Bob Cena in action since Ascension, who knows if ring rust might become a factor in this match."
Don Chuckles:
"When you're the best in the world Phil, ring rust doesn't play into it."
Cena and Demmie square up to each other and start mouthing insults to each other as Monday Night Raw goes to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Main Event: Triana vs Zak Shields ©
Non Title
Rule Britannia blares over the arena and the fans go wild. Zak steps out into the arena with the Television Title around his waist, the Intercontinental Title over his shoulder and Sophie right behind him. The fans scream louder. He goes to each side of the ramp and holds his arms up to the fans. He walks to the middle of the ramp and he points to the ring.
Steve Cruise - "Ladies and Gentlemen, Being accompanied to the ring by Sophie Dumas, introducing from Leeds, England. Zak Shields!"
With that Zak walks to the ring with Sophie on his free arm. They get to the ring and Zak slides under the bottom rope and he runs to the far corner and he jumps onto the middle rope and he takes the TV Title from round his waist and the Intercontinental Title from his shoulder and he raises them above his head he then jumps down and he hands the titles to the Ref. Sophie climbs onto the outside and they share a kiss as the music dies down.
Triana comes out from the back as her music hits she makes her way down the ramp and stops at the ring. She heaves himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. After getting into the ring her makes her way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits in her respective turnbuckle as she awaits for the referee to signal for the bell. The referee then signals for the bell to be rung and for this match to go underway
Ding…Ding….Ding…
Zak Shields and Triana circle the ring as the both look for an opening to score a hit.
Zak shield charges towards Triana and connects her with a Big Clothesline and takes down Triana. Triana attempts to stagger towards her feet but as she does Shields grapples Triana and heaves her up for a German Suplex and sends her crashing into the canvas with a Thud. He heaves up Triana again and sends her crashing into the canvas for a second time. Zak doesn’t appear to be done however as he heaves up Triana yet again and connects her with a Third German Suplex and sends him crashing into the Canvas. Zak doesn’t waste any time as he swoops in and connects an Elbow drop onto his downed opponent. Triana attempts to stagger back to her feet but as she does Shields grapples her and connects her with a Sidewalk Slam that brings her down hard into the canvas. Shields circles around and puts her into a figure four leg lock and Triana starts to cringe under the pressure. Zak continues to lock in the maneuver further applying the pressure to Triana’s legs. She refuses to give up though as she crawls for the ropes. Triana powers towards them as Shields continues to apply even more pressure. Triana powers towards the ropes one last time and she manages to reach out and grasp the velvet ropes. But Shields doesn’t let go.
The referee then starts the traditional Five Count. 1…2…3…4… Zak lets go of the Submission Maneuver before the referee can get to five.
Triana attempts to stagger back to her feet, she manages to get up but as soon as she swirls around Zak connects Triana with a Running Clothesline that takes her back down to the canvas with a Thud. Zak then drags Triana back to her feet and he grapples her. He then goes to heave her up and he connects her for Side Walk slam that brings her down to the canvas again. Zak Shields starts rapidly stomping the downed Triana. Zak Shields relentlessly continues the assault. Finally after she lies there motionless he turns her over and makes Triana lie face upwards so that she’s looking up at the ceiling. He then drags her to the center of the ring and heads towards the turnbuckle. He places his first foot on the bottom rung and then he places his second foot on the middle rung. He then ascends the rest of the way up the turnbuckle and then swirls around and faces his downed opponent who still lies motionless in the center of the ring. He then launces him self up in the air and comes crashing down as he connects a Leaping Frog Splash and connects with Triana. She reels back and cringes in pain from the impact. Zak then goes for the pinfall and the referee slides in for the count.
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Shields face becomes beet red with anger now as Triana Kicks out from the pinfall. The look of anger that covers his face quickly fades as he focuses his mind. He drags Triana back to her feet. He gets her into a grappling position and then connects her with a Sidewalk Slam that brings her back down to the canvas with a loud Thud. The crowd responds with cheers upon witnessing the impact. Zak doesn’t waste much time as he drags her back to his feet and grapples her again. He heaves her up and connects her with a German Suplex and brings him down into the canvas. He heaves her up again and attempts to connect him with a second German Suplex but Triana hits Shields with an backhanded strike to the his head. She connects a second elbow, and then a Third Elbow until Shields releases the hold. Triana swirls around and attempts to grapple Shields. But he shoves her backwards. Triana goes to strike him with a Hard Right Handed Strike, but Zak reverses it and connects Triana with his own Left Handed strike. Triana Staggers backwards but she attempts for another Hard Right Hand again but Shields reverses it again and he charges toward Triana and connects her with a Running Spine buster taking her down and crashing into the canvas. Shields stats stomping Triana with some Mud hole Stomps. Triana cringes from each blow as Zak Shields starts laying into her with Rapid succession Stomps. Zak Shields then drags Triana back to her feet and goes for a grapple but Triana still determined, attempts to go for a grapple but Shields reverses it with a Toe Kick. He then gets Triana in position and heaves her up for the Wild Bomb.
He connects the High Speed release Powerbomb for his finisher as she comes crashing down into the canvas for a hard thud. Shields quickly swoops in as he covers her for the pinfall and the referee slides in for the count.
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Zak shields looks down at Triana with a livid look. His faces is beet red with anger as Triana continues to not give in or give up. Zak Shields drags her back to her feet now and he goes to connect her with a Clothesline but Triana does the splits and low blows Zak Shields in the balls, as if it were a scene straight out of Mortal Kombat. Zak shields holds his prized possessions in hand as he heaves over in intense pain. Triana gets to her feet and connects Shields with a Cactus Clothesline that takes him down with a thud. Triana then starts mud hole stomping shields as he lies their holding his jewels. Triana then drags Zak Shields back to his feet and swivels around him and connects a German Suplex that takes him down for a thud. She then heaves him up and connects him with a second German Suplex that sends him up into the air and crashing back down to the canvas for yet another thud. Triana then heaves up Shields a third time and she connects him with a Second German Suplex that takes him down for a thud. Triana then drags him towards the center of the ring and places him down and makes him face up towards the ceiling. She quickly runs towards one of the turnbuckles and places the first foot on the bottom rung and her second foot on the second rung. She ascends the rest of the way up the turnbuckle and as soon as she reaches towards the top of the turnbuckle she swivels around and launches herself off of the turnbuckle, she soars threw the air and connect a Shooting Star Press as she comes crashing down on top of Zak Shields.
She cringes in pain from the impact but she is quick to cover him for the pinfall the referee then slides in for the count.
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Zak Shields Manages to kick out at the last second, now it’s Triana who has that look of anger similar to what Zak Shield showed on his face earlier. She quickly doesn’t waste any time however as she drags him back to his feet and connects him with a Sidewalk Slam that takes him down with a thud. She then drags him back to his feet again and gets him into position as she then connects him with a Piledriver that has him connecting with the canvas for a hard thud. Triana then drags him back to his feet and connects gets him into position as she connects him with a Reverse Death Valley Driver for LOL. Shields comes crashing down into the canvas for a hard thud.
Triana then hooks the leg yet again as she attempts another pinfall and the referee slides in for the count.
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Kickout!
Phil Latio: Zak Shields has managed to kick out yet again!.
Don Chuckles: Both competitors have giving it their all with Zak taking control of the match early on and now Triana taking control of the second half.
Phil Latio: Now it all comes down to this. Will Zak amount a comeback, or will Triana finish him off.
Triana drags Zak Shields back to his feet and she goes to grapple him , but Zak reverses the maneuver and pushes her back, he goes for a right handed strike and connects with the maneuver and rocks her. Triana fires back with a left handed strike of her own and she rocks him. Shields fires back with another right handed strike and rocks her again. Triana rocks him with a quick uppercut that sends him teetering, but Shields comes back with another big right handed strike. Both competitors are going tit for tat now.
Triana strikes Shields with huge right handed stirke, now then a left handed stirke, then she uppercuts him, Shield staggers backwards and triana toe kicks him and gets him into position. She then Connects shields with Reverse Death Valley Driver for LOL.
Zak Sheilds comes crashing down into the canvas with a hard thud and then Triana covers him and goes for the pinfall as she hooks the leg. The referee then slides in for the count.
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Winner of the Match: Triana
RAW 146 ends with Triana celebrating in the ring as the camera fading to black.
Show Ends
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RECAP
Kurt Orton Segment
Triple H Segment
JayK over Eva
Beno over Blackman
The Legends Gauntlet
Demmi and POT Segment
Triana over Zak Shields
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Thanks for being patient everyone!
Leave your comments and such, new card in a day or two.
If I missed anything segment wise, let me know ASAP! Thanks
wow... Great show everyone. Kinda sad I didn't see a mini KO... Would've cracked me up. Onto the next one though.
