Post by Vince McMahon on Oct 1, 2015 23:03:35 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents
RAW 150
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RAW 150
Live from: Smoothie King Center, New Orleans, LA
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Match One: Demmie Mae vs HardKore Comley
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 in the annoyance of the fans Ms Mae steps out from behind the curtain smirking, her eyes as devilish as ever and her smirk as sinister as possible. Demmie walks down the ramp stopping at the bottom before turning her nose up at the crowd. Upon entering the ring she poses on the far right hand top turnbuckle before jumping down. As the announcer brings the mic to his lips it is snatched by Demmie and she introduces herself.
Ms Mae:
Anunciado desde Rusia, la actual reina de la oscuridad! La perra más malo de tu! Con un peso de ciento once libras, ella es la mujer más visto en la televisión! señoritaaaaaaaaa Demmie Mae!
(Billed from Russia, the reigning queen of darkness! The baddest bitch of thy! Weighing in at one hundred and eleven pounds, she is the most watched woman on television! Miss Demmie Mae)
Demmie then drops the mic and waits for the match to begin.
Demmie stands and waits for what seems like an eternity. She paces the ring shouting for HardKore Comley to come down to the ring.
Phil Latio - Ladies and Gentlemen this is the opening match for tonights RAW but it seems Comley isnt coming down to the...
The arena goes black and the fans go nuts.
Don Chuckles – What the Hell!
The lights come back on and HardKore Comley is stood over the lifeless body of Demmie Mae.
Don Chuckles – What the hell has Comley done to Demmie?
Comley picks up Demmie and with a demonic look on his face he lifts her up for and lifts her for a massive power bomb but Demmie hooks her legs around his neck and she counters with a hurricanrane sending Comley out of the ring via the top rope. Demmie drops to one knee holding her head.
Phil Latio – Comley must have tried to knock her out while to lights were out.
Don Chuckles – Demmie is a veteran and a Hall of Famer. Comley needs more than cheap tricks to take her out.
Demmie looks at Comley getting to his feet and she runs to the opposite ropes and she bounces off and dives through the ropes taking out Comley. Both of them lay out on the floor. Demmie jumps to her feet first and she climbs the top turnbuckle and she waits for Comley to get to his feet once more and she moonsaults down on top of Comley. Again Demmie climbs the turnbuckle but this time she jumps straight down with a cross body straight onto Comley
Don Chuckles – Demmie is using her superior speed and agility to take down Comley.
Demmie picks up Comley with some trouble but she manages to get Comley into the ring but even that makes Demmie take a few seconds to catch her breathe. Demmie climbs onto the ring apron and she slingshots herself onto Comley's body. She drags Comley by the leg to the middle of the ring she runs to the ropes and she comes back with an almighty leg drop. Demmie runs to another rope but Comley sits up so this time Demmie boots Comley in the ribs sending him back down.
Phil Latio – Demmie not letting up. Her speed is too much for Comley to handle right now.
Demmie stops at the ropes as she tries to catch her breath but Comley just sits back up. Demmie runs at him and she diving closelines him back to the mat with her arm over him still the ref starts to count but before he can even get to one Comley just sits back up. Demmie rolls away as Comley stands up. Demmie runs as him but she is greeted by a massive boot to the face. Demmie drops with a thud Comley drops the same boot into Demmie's ribs. Demmie rolls away as Comley grabs her by the hair he grips her round the throat and he lifts her up for a chokeslam!
Demmie lays on the floor lifeless and Comley picks her up again.
This time demmie gets a quick kick to the body of Comley making him let go. She runs to the opposite rope and comes back with a crossbody sending him back to the mat. Demmie rolls off of him and she uses the ropes to climb to her feet. Just as she does Comley sits back up. Demmie can't believe he keeps getting back up. Comley looks her dead in the eye as he stands up.
Demmie and Comley stand toe to toe.
Don Chuckles – No matter what she does Comley gets back up again and again.
Comley strikes Demmie dropping her to her knee. Comley runs to the ropes and he drives his boot towards Demmie.
Demmie ducks under his boot and she hooks his leg and she drops him back with his shoulder on the mat.
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Kickout!
Phil Latio – Demmie almost had him!
Demmie jumps up and she starts to drive her boots into Comley's ribs.
Demmie runs to the ropes and she leg drops onto Comley, Then she runs to the next rope and she rolling thunders onto Comley, Then she runs to the next rope and she diving headbutts onto Comley, she then runs to the final ropes and she bounces off and she jumps onto Conley using all her body weight. Comley lies still as Demmie looks on. She almost has him. She climbs up to the top turnbuckle and she looks to the roof of the arena as the fans go wild. She mutters the word 'Eddie' to herself.
She leaps off the ropes with a massive 5 STAR FROG SPLASH right ontop of Comley.
She goes for the cover.
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DING DING DING!
Don Chuckles – She has done it!
Phil Latio – Demmie has beaten the demon!
Winner of the Match: Demmie Mae
The fans go wild as Demmie climbs to her feet. The ref raises her arm in victory as the arena goes dark once more, Seconds later the lights come back on and HardKore Comley has disappeared.
Don Chuckles – Do you think that's the end of Comley?
Phil Latio – I just don't know Don! This could be it for HardKore Comley for now.
Don Chuckles - Let's go to commercial Phil!
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 in the annoyance of the fans Ms Mae steps out from behind the curtain smirking, her eyes as devilish as ever and her smirk as sinister as possible. Demmie walks down the ramp stopping at the bottom before turning her nose up at the crowd. Upon entering the ring she poses on the far right hand top turnbuckle before jumping down. As the announcer brings the mic to his lips it is snatched by Demmie and she introduces herself.
Ms Mae:
Anunciado desde Rusia, la actual reina de la oscuridad! La perra más malo de tu! Con un peso de ciento once libras, ella es la mujer más visto en la televisión! señoritaaaaaaaaa Demmie Mae!
(Billed from Russia, the reigning queen of darkness! The baddest bitch of thy! Weighing in at one hundred and eleven pounds, she is the most watched woman on television! Miss Demmie Mae)
Demmie then drops the mic and waits for the match to begin.
Demmie stands and waits for what seems like an eternity. She paces the ring shouting for HardKore Comley to come down to the ring.
Phil Latio - Ladies and Gentlemen this is the opening match for tonights RAW but it seems Comley isnt coming down to the...
The arena goes black and the fans go nuts.
Don Chuckles – What the Hell!
The lights come back on and HardKore Comley is stood over the lifeless body of Demmie Mae.
Don Chuckles – What the hell has Comley done to Demmie?
Comley picks up Demmie and with a demonic look on his face he lifts her up for and lifts her for a massive power bomb but Demmie hooks her legs around his neck and she counters with a hurricanrane sending Comley out of the ring via the top rope. Demmie drops to one knee holding her head.
Phil Latio – Comley must have tried to knock her out while to lights were out.
Don Chuckles – Demmie is a veteran and a Hall of Famer. Comley needs more than cheap tricks to take her out.
Demmie looks at Comley getting to his feet and she runs to the opposite ropes and she bounces off and dives through the ropes taking out Comley. Both of them lay out on the floor. Demmie jumps to her feet first and she climbs the top turnbuckle and she waits for Comley to get to his feet once more and she moonsaults down on top of Comley. Again Demmie climbs the turnbuckle but this time she jumps straight down with a cross body straight onto Comley
Don Chuckles – Demmie is using her superior speed and agility to take down Comley.
Demmie picks up Comley with some trouble but she manages to get Comley into the ring but even that makes Demmie take a few seconds to catch her breathe. Demmie climbs onto the ring apron and she slingshots herself onto Comley's body. She drags Comley by the leg to the middle of the ring she runs to the ropes and she comes back with an almighty leg drop. Demmie runs to another rope but Comley sits up so this time Demmie boots Comley in the ribs sending him back down.
Phil Latio – Demmie not letting up. Her speed is too much for Comley to handle right now.
Demmie stops at the ropes as she tries to catch her breath but Comley just sits back up. Demmie runs at him and she diving closelines him back to the mat with her arm over him still the ref starts to count but before he can even get to one Comley just sits back up. Demmie rolls away as Comley stands up. Demmie runs as him but she is greeted by a massive boot to the face. Demmie drops with a thud Comley drops the same boot into Demmie's ribs. Demmie rolls away as Comley grabs her by the hair he grips her round the throat and he lifts her up for a chokeslam!
Demmie lays on the floor lifeless and Comley picks her up again.
This time demmie gets a quick kick to the body of Comley making him let go. She runs to the opposite rope and comes back with a crossbody sending him back to the mat. Demmie rolls off of him and she uses the ropes to climb to her feet. Just as she does Comley sits back up. Demmie can't believe he keeps getting back up. Comley looks her dead in the eye as he stands up.
Demmie and Comley stand toe to toe.
Don Chuckles – No matter what she does Comley gets back up again and again.
Comley strikes Demmie dropping her to her knee. Comley runs to the ropes and he drives his boot towards Demmie.
Demmie ducks under his boot and she hooks his leg and she drops him back with his shoulder on the mat.
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Kickout!
Phil Latio – Demmie almost had him!
Demmie jumps up and she starts to drive her boots into Comley's ribs.
Demmie runs to the ropes and she leg drops onto Comley, Then she runs to the next rope and she rolling thunders onto Comley, Then she runs to the next rope and she diving headbutts onto Comley, she then runs to the final ropes and she bounces off and she jumps onto Conley using all her body weight. Comley lies still as Demmie looks on. She almost has him. She climbs up to the top turnbuckle and she looks to the roof of the arena as the fans go wild. She mutters the word 'Eddie' to herself.
She leaps off the ropes with a massive 5 STAR FROG SPLASH right ontop of Comley.
She goes for the cover.
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DING DING DING!
Don Chuckles – She has done it!
Phil Latio – Demmie has beaten the demon!
Winner of the Match: Demmie Mae
The fans go wild as Demmie climbs to her feet. The ref raises her arm in victory as the arena goes dark once more, Seconds later the lights come back on and HardKore Comley has disappeared.
Don Chuckles – Do you think that's the end of Comley?
Phil Latio – I just don't know Don! This could be it for HardKore Comley for now.
Don Chuckles - Let's go to commercial Phil!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: Up next we have Kurt Orton taking on Robert Garrett. Kurt Orton hasn't been the same since having the World Title snatched away from his finger tips at WrestleMania V. KO's climb to the top starts again tonight.
Don Chuckles: But The Natural One has different plans. A victory over a competitor like Kurt Orton would do wonders for The Star's worth in the company, and would cement Robert Garrett as a legitimate threat to any champion.
Match Two: Kurt Orton vs Robert Garrett
Both superstars are in the ring after the last commercial break. The fans are giving mix reactions as the match begins.
DING DING DING
As the official signals for the bell, Orton and Garrett lock up in the middle of the ring.
Orton transitions into a side headlock. Garrett pushes Orton into the ropes and Orton comes back with a shoulder block, dropping Garrett. Orton charges the ropes and comes rebounding off of them as Garrett drops down. Orton hops over Garrett and hits the ropes on the other side of the ring and gets caught with an arm drag. Both men get back to their feet. Orton immediately kick Garrett in the midsection ad starts to unload on him with elbows, forcing Garrett back into the corner.
Garrett manages to wedge himself between the ropes, forcing the official to break it up. Orton backs up a few feet and comes back only to receive a thumb to the eye.
Orton stumbles back, holding his eye and with a burst of speed, Garrett levels him with a Super Kick.
Phil Latio: What a dirty shot! Garrett looking to seriously injury Kurt Orton.
Garrett quickly makes the cover.
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KICKOUT!
Orton kicks out before the official drops his hand for the third time. Garrett then mounts Orton and starts hammering away at him with closed right fists.
Garrett pulls Orton to his feet and irish whips him into the corner.
Garrett charges and connects with a forearm smash. Garrett holds Orton in the corner for a moment before going back to work on Orton's now injured eye.
Garrett hoists Orton onto the top turnbuckle and climbs up himself.
Phil Latio: This could be dangerous Don!
He looks to set up a Superplex, but Orton connects with a shot to the midsection.
And another and another before finally pushing Garrett to the mat where he lands with a resounding thud. Orton places a hand over his now, now partially shut and steadies himself on the top rope.
Garrett slowly gets back to his feet only to be met by a flying cross body from Orton but Garrett rolls through and hooks the legs!
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KICKOUT!
At the last possible second Orton kicks out.
Don Chuckles: The Money in the Bank holder, giving the former World champion a run for his money!
Looking frustrated, Garrett positions himself for the Arcane Arrow.
At the last possible second, Orton moves out of the way of the charging Garrett as he hits head first into the turnbuckle.
As Garrett staggers back, Orton hooks the Killswitch and drills Garrett into the mat!
He rolls him over and hooks both legs.
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Phil Latio: This could be it Don! It's hard to kick out of the Killswitch!
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THREE!!!!!!!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: Kurt Orton!
Don Chuckles: Kurt wins!
Phil Latio: Garrett sure did give him a challenge! Overall, it was a good match!
Don Chuckles: Good win for Kurt, Garrett dominated most of this match though! Garrett could be dangerous on this roster.
Phil Latio: Never the less, we need to go to commercial! Don't change the channel people!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Don Chuckles: But The Natural One has different plans. A victory over a competitor like Kurt Orton would do wonders for The Star's worth in the company, and would cement Robert Garrett as a legitimate threat to any champion.
Match Two: Kurt Orton vs Robert Garrett
Both superstars are in the ring after the last commercial break. The fans are giving mix reactions as the match begins.
DING DING DING
As the official signals for the bell, Orton and Garrett lock up in the middle of the ring.
Orton transitions into a side headlock. Garrett pushes Orton into the ropes and Orton comes back with a shoulder block, dropping Garrett. Orton charges the ropes and comes rebounding off of them as Garrett drops down. Orton hops over Garrett and hits the ropes on the other side of the ring and gets caught with an arm drag. Both men get back to their feet. Orton immediately kick Garrett in the midsection ad starts to unload on him with elbows, forcing Garrett back into the corner.
Garrett manages to wedge himself between the ropes, forcing the official to break it up. Orton backs up a few feet and comes back only to receive a thumb to the eye.
Orton stumbles back, holding his eye and with a burst of speed, Garrett levels him with a Super Kick.
Phil Latio: What a dirty shot! Garrett looking to seriously injury Kurt Orton.
Garrett quickly makes the cover.
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KICKOUT!
Orton kicks out before the official drops his hand for the third time. Garrett then mounts Orton and starts hammering away at him with closed right fists.
Garrett pulls Orton to his feet and irish whips him into the corner.
Garrett charges and connects with a forearm smash. Garrett holds Orton in the corner for a moment before going back to work on Orton's now injured eye.
Garrett hoists Orton onto the top turnbuckle and climbs up himself.
Phil Latio: This could be dangerous Don!
He looks to set up a Superplex, but Orton connects with a shot to the midsection.
And another and another before finally pushing Garrett to the mat where he lands with a resounding thud. Orton places a hand over his now, now partially shut and steadies himself on the top rope.
Garrett slowly gets back to his feet only to be met by a flying cross body from Orton but Garrett rolls through and hooks the legs!
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KICKOUT!
At the last possible second Orton kicks out.
Don Chuckles: The Money in the Bank holder, giving the former World champion a run for his money!
Looking frustrated, Garrett positions himself for the Arcane Arrow.
At the last possible second, Orton moves out of the way of the charging Garrett as he hits head first into the turnbuckle.
As Garrett staggers back, Orton hooks the Killswitch and drills Garrett into the mat!
He rolls him over and hooks both legs.
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Phil Latio: This could be it Don! It's hard to kick out of the Killswitch!
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THREE!!!!!!!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: Kurt Orton!
Don Chuckles: Kurt wins!
Phil Latio: Garrett sure did give him a challenge! Overall, it was a good match!
Don Chuckles: Good win for Kurt, Garrett dominated most of this match though! Garrett could be dangerous on this roster.
Phil Latio: Never the less, we need to go to commercial! Don't change the channel people!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: Welcome back everyone! Up next we will see if Zak Shields can defend his InterNational Championship against up and coming, Troy Motor!
Don Chuckles: My money is on Troy tonight Phil! I can't explain why, I just have a feeling!
Phil Latio: That wouldn't surprise me a bit Don. Motor has been on a roll these last few weeks! He has earned this opportunity, let's see if he takes advantage of it!
Don Chuckles: First time I agree fully with you Phil! This should be a good match!
Match Three: Zak Shield (c) vs Troy Motor
Inter-National Championship
"Flesh into Gear" by CKY echoes throughout the arena, and boos are rained down upon the superstar. Troy walks from the back, his face stretched with a cocky smile.
He walks down the ramp, occasionally interacting with the fans. He gets to the ring, and stands at the apron for a second to look around the arena.
Steve Cruise: This match is for the Inter-National Championship! First coming down to the ring, the number one contender.....From Tampa, Florida.............TROY MOTOR!!!!!!!!!
He slides in, stands up, and hits the turnbuckle, doing a pose and flipping off some fans. He gets back down, and awaits his opponent.
Sweet Child of Mine blares over the arena and the fans go wild. Zak steps out into the arena with the International Championship over his shoulder and his British Brawler Hoodie on with his hood up.
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, Making his way to the ring The InterNational Champion. from Leeds, England. Zak Shields!"
With that Zak walks to the ring high fiveing the fans as he goes. He gets to the steel steps and he walks up them with a bounce in his step. Zak takes the Title from his shoulder and he ducks under the top rope and he runs to the far corner and he raises the title high above his head. He passes the title down to the time keeper and he removes his hoodie and throws it to the crowd as they all try to grab it Zak jumps down and faces Troy.
The referee calls for the bell.
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Troy Motor and Shields head towards each other now as they inch towards each other, the both take a fighting stance as they creep up on the center of the ring. Troy lounges towards Zak and goes for a neck and elbow tie up, as does Zak.
The two of them try to our power each other, but Motor manages to lounge one step forward and shove Zak into the turnbuckle. Zak comes crashing into the turnbuckle and stumbles back out a little dazed. He charges towards Troy again and they both go for another neck and elbow tie up.
Both of them try to out power each other. Troy goes to lounge forward again but Zak side steps him and uses his own momentum against him and sends him towards the turnbuckle. This time Troy turns to crash into the turnbuckle and stumble back out a little dazed.
Zak and Troy for a third time, head towards each other again but it's Zak who strikes first with an uppercut that sends Troy teetering backwards.
He strikes him again in the back with a hard right-handed blow and Troy drops to a knee. Zak continues to drop more right handed blows. Looking down at his opponent, we now see Zak pulling Troy back to his feet and hook him in the stomach and then once in the chest.
The impact causes him to stagger backwards and Zak capitalizes on it as he charges forwards and stings Troy with a Power Slam.
Shield goes for the cover.
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: The champion tried ending this early!
Don Chuckles: It's going to take more than a power slam to keep Troy down!
Zak pulls Troy back to his feet and places him in an armbar in the center of the ring.
Troy's face shows pain as he lets out a howl as Zak tightens the lock more. Zak pulls back the arm bar, threatening to tear a limb. Troy hovers his hand above the mat as he desires for the pain to be released. Zak screams at Troy, "Give Up!" But Troy shakes his head no. Zak becomes frustrated and releases the maneuver. He pulls Troy back to his feet and connects with a German Suplex, he picks him up again and hits a second German Suplex and then again for a third suplex.
As he slams Troy on the mat, Zak mounts him and begins hitting him with some left and right closed handed fists. After hitting Troy with a barrage of punches, he un-mounts him.
The fans begin to give mix reactions as Zak is dominating this match.
Phil Latio: Zak is not giving Troy a chance! I think your prediction will end up being wrong Don!
Don Chuckles: Well, Zak is proving why he is champion!
Troy tries to sit up but Zak runs at him with a big boot and then goes for the cover, he hooks both legs.
The referee slides into position and begins to count.
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Troy kicks out!
Zak picks up Troy and kicks him in the stomach, he Irish whips Troy into the ropes. Troy hits the ropes and runs back at Zak, Zak goes for a clothesline but Troy somehow ducks and connects with a neck breaker! Zak rolls back onto his feet, same with Troy. Zak walks towards Troy and Troy drops him with a dropkick. Troy gets to his feet as his fans begin to cheer for him.
Troy picks up the champion and kicks him in the stomach.
Troy picks Zak up looking for a standing Spinebuster but NO, Zak throws an elbow to the back of the head of Troy. Zak drops Troy with a Snap DDT!
Phil Latio: Zak stopping any spark that Troy had!
Suddenly, Shields grabs the legs of Troy and looks for a Sharpshooter! But No, Troy uses his feet to push Zak away from him. Troy rolls onto his two feet. Both men look at each other. Zak and Troy wrap up once again, Zak gets the advantage and places Troy in a headlock. Troy pushes Zak off, Zak runs into the ropes as Troy bends down, looking to flip Zak. But Zak stops running, grabs Troy's head and connects with a snap suplex!
Zak rolls onto his feet and taunts that he's ending it! Zak begins to set Troy up, waiting for him to get to his feet. Troy turns around and is kicked in the mid-section by Zak! Zak picks him up, takes a few steps and throws him to the mat with a Wild Bomb! Zak yells out. "It's over!"
Zak covers Troy as the referee begins to count.
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Phil Latio: It's over!
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Don Chuckles: Come on Troy! Kick out!
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: He kicked out! Don, look at Zak, he can not believe it!
Zak begins to argue with the referee as the referee tells him it was only a two count!
The crowd gets louder as Zak picks Troy up. Zak kicks him in the mid-section and places Troy's head between his legs.
Zak lifts up his arms, but out of nowhere, Troy flips Zak over his back and Zak hits the mat!
Don Chuckles: Look at this Phil!
Zak rolls up, Troy turns around as Zak runs at him. Zak goes for a clothesline but Troy ducks and picks Zak up and brings him down with a Spinebuster! Troy picks up Shields and turns him around. Troy points to the sky and then connects with his version of a Inverted DDT which he calls the Dropback!
The crowd is going wild as Troy pins the champion.
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KICKOUT!
Zak should barely gets off the mat!
Don Chuckles: MY GOD! I can't believe he kicked out Phil!
Phil Latio: I hear you Don! Troy can't believe it as well.
Troy picks up Zak and kicks him in the stomach. Troy irish whips Zak into the turnbuckle and walks up to him.
Troy climbs the turnbuckle, and begins to throw punches at Shields. The fans begin to count with each punch.
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Troy looks around the arena, taking it all in as out of nowhere, Zak grabs the trunks of Troy....
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH AND STILL InterNational CHAMPION: ZAK SHIELDS
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner and still the Thy WWE InterNational Champion........ZAK SHIELDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zak's theme music begins to play as he slowly gets to his feet. Zak holding his ribs as he is handed his championship.
The referee lifts Zak's arm up into the air. Troy rolls onto his stomach and we see him slam the mat in disappointment.
Don Chuckles: All I can say is wow. What a match Phil!
Phil Latio: Both men gave their all but Zak did just a little more to win! And that's why he holds the title!
Don Chuckles: You can not take anything away from Troy Motor though! He didn't win tonight but he has a bright future if he continues to fight like that!
Phil Latio: I totally agree Don! But never the less, congratulations Zak Shields on retaining but we need to go to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Don Chuckles: My money is on Troy tonight Phil! I can't explain why, I just have a feeling!
Phil Latio: That wouldn't surprise me a bit Don. Motor has been on a roll these last few weeks! He has earned this opportunity, let's see if he takes advantage of it!
Don Chuckles: First time I agree fully with you Phil! This should be a good match!
Match Three: Zak Shield (c) vs Troy Motor
Inter-National Championship
"Flesh into Gear" by CKY echoes throughout the arena, and boos are rained down upon the superstar. Troy walks from the back, his face stretched with a cocky smile.
He walks down the ramp, occasionally interacting with the fans. He gets to the ring, and stands at the apron for a second to look around the arena.
Steve Cruise: This match is for the Inter-National Championship! First coming down to the ring, the number one contender.....From Tampa, Florida.............TROY MOTOR!!!!!!!!!
He slides in, stands up, and hits the turnbuckle, doing a pose and flipping off some fans. He gets back down, and awaits his opponent.
Sweet Child of Mine blares over the arena and the fans go wild. Zak steps out into the arena with the International Championship over his shoulder and his British Brawler Hoodie on with his hood up.
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, Making his way to the ring The InterNational Champion. from Leeds, England. Zak Shields!"
With that Zak walks to the ring high fiveing the fans as he goes. He gets to the steel steps and he walks up them with a bounce in his step. Zak takes the Title from his shoulder and he ducks under the top rope and he runs to the far corner and he raises the title high above his head. He passes the title down to the time keeper and he removes his hoodie and throws it to the crowd as they all try to grab it Zak jumps down and faces Troy.
The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Troy Motor and Shields head towards each other now as they inch towards each other, the both take a fighting stance as they creep up on the center of the ring. Troy lounges towards Zak and goes for a neck and elbow tie up, as does Zak.
The two of them try to our power each other, but Motor manages to lounge one step forward and shove Zak into the turnbuckle. Zak comes crashing into the turnbuckle and stumbles back out a little dazed. He charges towards Troy again and they both go for another neck and elbow tie up.
Both of them try to out power each other. Troy goes to lounge forward again but Zak side steps him and uses his own momentum against him and sends him towards the turnbuckle. This time Troy turns to crash into the turnbuckle and stumble back out a little dazed.
Zak and Troy for a third time, head towards each other again but it's Zak who strikes first with an uppercut that sends Troy teetering backwards.
He strikes him again in the back with a hard right-handed blow and Troy drops to a knee. Zak continues to drop more right handed blows. Looking down at his opponent, we now see Zak pulling Troy back to his feet and hook him in the stomach and then once in the chest.
The impact causes him to stagger backwards and Zak capitalizes on it as he charges forwards and stings Troy with a Power Slam.
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Phil Latio: The champion tried ending this early!
Don Chuckles: It's going to take more than a power slam to keep Troy down!
Zak pulls Troy back to his feet and places him in an armbar in the center of the ring.
Troy's face shows pain as he lets out a howl as Zak tightens the lock more. Zak pulls back the arm bar, threatening to tear a limb. Troy hovers his hand above the mat as he desires for the pain to be released. Zak screams at Troy, "Give Up!" But Troy shakes his head no. Zak becomes frustrated and releases the maneuver. He pulls Troy back to his feet and connects with a German Suplex, he picks him up again and hits a second German Suplex and then again for a third suplex.
As he slams Troy on the mat, Zak mounts him and begins hitting him with some left and right closed handed fists. After hitting Troy with a barrage of punches, he un-mounts him.
The fans begin to give mix reactions as Zak is dominating this match.
Phil Latio: Zak is not giving Troy a chance! I think your prediction will end up being wrong Don!
Don Chuckles: Well, Zak is proving why he is champion!
Troy tries to sit up but Zak runs at him with a big boot and then goes for the cover, he hooks both legs.
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Zak picks up Troy and kicks him in the stomach, he Irish whips Troy into the ropes. Troy hits the ropes and runs back at Zak, Zak goes for a clothesline but Troy somehow ducks and connects with a neck breaker! Zak rolls back onto his feet, same with Troy. Zak walks towards Troy and Troy drops him with a dropkick. Troy gets to his feet as his fans begin to cheer for him.
Troy picks up the champion and kicks him in the stomach.
Troy picks Zak up looking for a standing Spinebuster but NO, Zak throws an elbow to the back of the head of Troy. Zak drops Troy with a Snap DDT!
Phil Latio: Zak stopping any spark that Troy had!
Suddenly, Shields grabs the legs of Troy and looks for a Sharpshooter! But No, Troy uses his feet to push Zak away from him. Troy rolls onto his two feet. Both men look at each other. Zak and Troy wrap up once again, Zak gets the advantage and places Troy in a headlock. Troy pushes Zak off, Zak runs into the ropes as Troy bends down, looking to flip Zak. But Zak stops running, grabs Troy's head and connects with a snap suplex!
Zak rolls onto his feet and taunts that he's ending it! Zak begins to set Troy up, waiting for him to get to his feet. Troy turns around and is kicked in the mid-section by Zak! Zak picks him up, takes a few steps and throws him to the mat with a Wild Bomb! Zak yells out. "It's over!"
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Phil Latio: He kicked out! Don, look at Zak, he can not believe it!
Zak begins to argue with the referee as the referee tells him it was only a two count!
The crowd gets louder as Zak picks Troy up. Zak kicks him in the mid-section and places Troy's head between his legs.
Zak lifts up his arms, but out of nowhere, Troy flips Zak over his back and Zak hits the mat!
Don Chuckles: Look at this Phil!
Zak rolls up, Troy turns around as Zak runs at him. Zak goes for a clothesline but Troy ducks and picks Zak up and brings him down with a Spinebuster! Troy picks up Shields and turns him around. Troy points to the sky and then connects with his version of a Inverted DDT which he calls the Dropback!
The crowd is going wild as Troy pins the champion.
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Zak should barely gets off the mat!
Don Chuckles: MY GOD! I can't believe he kicked out Phil!
Phil Latio: I hear you Don! Troy can't believe it as well.
Troy picks up Zak and kicks him in the stomach. Troy irish whips Zak into the turnbuckle and walks up to him.
Troy climbs the turnbuckle, and begins to throw punches at Shields. The fans begin to count with each punch.
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Troy looks around the arena, taking it all in as out of nowhere, Zak grabs the trunks of Troy....
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH AND STILL InterNational CHAMPION: ZAK SHIELDS
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner and still the Thy WWE InterNational Champion........ZAK SHIELDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zak's theme music begins to play as he slowly gets to his feet. Zak holding his ribs as he is handed his championship.
The referee lifts Zak's arm up into the air. Troy rolls onto his stomach and we see him slam the mat in disappointment.
Don Chuckles: All I can say is wow. What a match Phil!
Phil Latio: Both men gave their all but Zak did just a little more to win! And that's why he holds the title!
Don Chuckles: You can not take anything away from Troy Motor though! He didn't win tonight but he has a bright future if he continues to fight like that!
Phil Latio: I totally agree Don! But never the less, congratulations Zak Shields on retaining but we need to go to a commercial break.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Match Four: Triple H vs Joey the Bastard
No Holds Barred
Phil Latio: Folks, it's time for what quite possibly could be the last match of Joey the Bastard's career!
Don Chuckles: Are you kidding me, Latio? This could be Triple H's last match!
Phil Latio: Well, last week, Joey the Bastard and Triana did the unthinkable. They assaulted the boss' daughter while Triple H was handcuffed at ringside. That sick, twisted son of a bitch, Joey the Bastard, forced Triple H to watch it all go down.
Don Chuckles: You gotta crack a few eggs to make an omelette.
Phil Latio: You're disgusting, Don! I have never seen Triple H the way he is now. He is more intense, more dangerous than I have ever seen him in my life. The Bastard woke the beast, and Triple H isn't coming in to this match - this fight- as The Game. He's not coming in as the King of Kings. Triple H is a Head Hunter and he will not rest until he has Joey the Bastard's head stuck on top of a bloody spike!
Don Chuckles: Triple H should have just stayed home in the first place. This whole thing could have been avoided!
Phil Latio: The Bastard was going after his 70 year old father-in-law, Don. The very future of this company will be at stake at Anarchy, and Triple H has promised to ensure that JTB doesn't even make it to the Pay-Per-View. The Bastard has been attacking the hearts and souls of many Thy WWE Superstars, but this time, he may have messed with the wrong family. I just pray that Triple H doesn't do anything that he can't un-do.
Don Chuckles: You don't have to worry about JTB, Latio. He can hang with Triple H, and he can beat him! And if Triple H wants to try anything funny, the New Age has Joey's back.
Phil Latio: But Mr. McMahon said on ThyWWE.com that he has the ThyWWE locker room on standby in case the New Age does indeed decide to get involved! The time has come for Joey the Bastard to pay the piper, and if Triple H has anything to say about it, it's a debt that JTB can only pay by paying the ultimate price!
The crowd erupts as Triple H's music kicks in. He walks out in his usual attire, holding a sledgehammer.
Phil Latio: Here he comes! The Cerebral Assassin, Triple H!
Don Chuckles: What's he need that sledgehammer for? He doesn't think he can beat The Bastard without it!
Phil Latio: It's not about beating The Bastard. It's about hurting him. JTB made this whole thing extremely personal, and may have signed his own death certificate when he and Triana put their hands on Stephanie McMahon.
Triple H spits out some water at the top of the ramp and starts to make his way down the ramp. The fans starts to gasp as HHH is half way down the ramp. JTB runs out from the back and cracks HHH in the back of the knee with a sledgehammer of his own. The fans begin to boo loudly as JTB starts to drive the head of the hammer in to the quad that HHH injured many moons ago.
Phil Latio: The Bastard's not going to let this match officially start! An attack during the entrances with a damn sledgehammer has Triple H down!
Don Chuckles: It's Hunter's own fault! He's the one who had a sledgehammer first. What do you expect JTB to do? bring his feet and fists to a hammer fight? Come on, Bastard, let him have it!
JTB is attacking like a madman. HHH is wincing in agony as JTB hammers his leg once more. Then JTB takes the handle of the hammer and starts to choke HHH with it at the bottom of the ramp. JTB then grabs HHH's water bottle and takes some in to his mouth. JTB then gets up on the apron and mocks HHH by doing his apron water spitting taunt as the crowd responds with pure hatred. JTB laughs and hops back down. HHH is trying to stand using the sledge as a crutch. JTB kicks the hammer out and HHH falls to the floor in intense pain. JTB laughs again as he circles HHH before booting him square in the face.
Phil Latio: This is ugly early.
Don Chuckles: The Bastard is just toying with Triple H like a cat playing with a mouse before he finishes it off!
JTB pulls HHH by the hair and tries to pull him up. JTB shoves HHH toward the ring steps, but HHH's leg gives out, causing HHH to slam in to the steps head first. JTB then starts to choke HHH with the sledge handle up against the steps. They are face to face as JTB chokes HHH, staring daggers through each other's eyes.
Phil Latio: The Bastard looks like he's trying to push that hammer handle right through Triple H's throat and to the other side! Get them in the ring, ref!
Don Chuckles: Triple H made the biggest mistake of his life when he stuck his gigantic nose in to JTB's business. Now he's paying for it. You just don't mess with The Bastard!
Phil Latio: You don't mess with a man's damn family, Don! Triple H is doing what any normal man would do in this situation. When your family is threatened, you stand up and defend them. You fight, dammit! You fight!
But, the fight is being beaten out of HHH at the hands of Joey the Bastard. HHH looks like he's out like a light. JTB backs up with the sledge. HHH is propped up against the steps; the back of his head rested against the steel.
Phil Latio: Don't do it! You'll kill him!
Don Chuckles: AHH!
JTB charges and swings the hammer at HHH's face, but HHH moves at the last second. The hammer slams in to the steps with a loud boom that separates the two pieces.
Phil Latio: That would have taken Triple H's head clean off! His skull would have been crushed! Joey the Bastard is psychotic!
Don Chuckles: I must say, thank goodness Triple H got out of the way.
Phil Latio: Oh, so now you're on Triple H's side, are you?
Don Chuckles: Oh no, I want The Bastard to take him out. I don't want JTB to kill him, though. I have a heart! Maybe he could just cripple him and call it a day?
Off camera, Phil Latio shakes his head in digust. Meanwhile at ringside, JTB has gotten in to position again. This time he won't miss. HHH is struggling to his feet, using the flat part of the steel steps to get up. JTB charges, sledgehammer in hand, aiming at HHH's skull once more. The fans explode as HHH grabs JTB last second and turns him around, driving JTB spine first on to the steel steps with a thunderous spine buster.
Phil Latio: Triple H isn't dead yet! He may have broken JTB's back, but, dammit, Triple H is still alive and kicking!
Don Chuckles: Shut the hell up, Latio! Ref, get over the there and check on Joey!
JTB screams and rolls around on the outside in pain. Triple H stands up and does his signature warrior bellow after delivering the spine buster but his leg gives out again. Triple H is using the sledgehammer to drag himself toward a laid out JTB. HHH's eyes widen more and more with each inch closer he gets to getting his hands on JTB. JTB is trying to shake the pain out of his arms and legs when HHH grabs his leg. JTB starts to freak out as the crowd is going crazy. HHH starts to drag JTB closer. JTB tries to kick HHH in the face, but HHH heaves him closer then pounces on him, hammering away on the face of JTB with hard right hands. The crowd is deafening!
Phil Latio: Triple H finally has his hands on Joey the Bastard! There's nobody who can save him now!
Don Chuckles: Come on New Age! Where are they?
Triple H hammers away on JTB's face for what seems like a century then struggles to his feet, grabbing the sledgehammer. HHH limps toward JTB. JTB in a haze, realizes that HHH is approaching sledge in hand and starts to crawl away, begging for forgiveness. JTB crawls as HHH limps after him like Jason Vorhees from Friday the 13th. Triple H swings the hammer and JTB just moves out of the way. The hammer hits the floor right between his legs, inches away from his crotch. JTB's eye widen the side of saucers as he jumps to his feet and rolls in to the ring. He crawls to the other side of the ring, asking the ref to protect him. Triple H gingerly slides in to the ring with the hammer. JTB is sitting in the corner, terrified, pleading with HHH. HHH hobbles at JTB with the hammer but JTB gets a foot out and kicks HHH in the leg. HHH almost falls but uses the hammer as a crutch again. JTB shoots out another kick to HHH's leg. JTB up now and starts to stomp at HHH's leg. HHH drops the hammer and the ref calls for the bell to start the match.
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Phil Latio: And this match is officially under way! It took a while. Both competitors already look like they've gone through Hell and back!
Don Chuckles: Stay on that leg, Joey! You got this!
JTB bounces off the ropes and takes HHH out by the legs with a chop block. JTB then stomps the leg a few times, and starts to drag HHH toward the corner. JTB exits the ring but holds on to HHH's leg while does so. Then JTB grabs both feet, about to pull HHH groin first in to the ring post. HHH uses what little leg strength he has left to pull JTB face first in to the post to a huge roar from the crowd. JTB goes down and HHH falls off the apron and on to the floor. HHH pulls himself up and limps to JTB. HHH then grabs JTB's legs and sets him up for a slingshot. JTB flails his arms in protest but HHH will have none of that. HHH then falls back and propels JTB face first in to the ringpost with force. JTB bounces of the post then slams face first in to the barricade. HHH grabs JTB and slams his head on to the apron then rolls him back in to the ring. But, HHH doesn't go for the pin. Instead he drops an elbow across the throat of JTB. Then HHH pulls JTB up and whips him into the corner hard. JTB bounces off the turnbuckle and HHH walks passed him, grabbing his head as he does so, and drops JTB with a neck breaker. Then HHH stands in the corner with arms out, throws JTB a "SUCK IT" to the crowd's delight and drops a knee across JTB's head. But it was the bad knee, and HHH clutches it in pain.
Phil Latio: Triple H was just running off instinct with that knee drop. He forgot about the damage done to that knee.
Don Chuckles: he must be going senile in his old age just like his old man.
Phil Latio: That's your boss you're talking about, Don! I'd be careful.
Don Chuckles: Yeah, for now, but after Anarchy, Thy WWE will have a new boss in Joey the Bastard! So, I'm not too concerned about that.
Triple struggles to his feet and grabs JTB by the head and pulls him up. JTB breaks free and connects with a beautiful flipping dropkick that sends HHH flying. JTB then runs and drops a quick leg drop to the throat of HHH. JTB back up and bounces off the ropes and drops another quick leg drop. Then JTB runs parallel to HHH, bounces of the ropes and leaps in to the air, dropping a double stomp across the chest of HHH. JTB starts to stumble when getting back to his feet. He shakes his head and spits on HHH then pulls him up. Hard whip to the corner and HHH hits the turnbuckle hard enough to send him flipping over on to the apron. As this happens, JTB runs and uses the second turnbuckle to propel himself up and over the ropes. He grabs HHH's head in mid-air and turns around, driving HHH's head in to the apron with a tornado DDT.
Don Chuckles: What a move, Latio!
Phil Latio: I'll admit that was impressive, but The Bastard is going to need a lot more than just flashy moves to get out of this healthy.
HHH falls to the floor and JTB lays on the apron for a few seconds before rolling in to the ring and getting up. Taunting the fans as they respond with deafening boos. HHH pulls himself up using the announce table. JTB bounces off the ropes and leaps over the top rope connecting with HHH and huge suicide dive that sends HHH crashing over the announce table and in to the laps of Phil Latio and Don Chuckles. JTB shoves them out of the way and pulls HHH on top of the table. Then JTB rolls back in to the ring and goes up to the top rope. JTB stands at the top for a second with both arms straight up. Then he dives off going for an elbow drop. But HHH slides off the table and catches JTB in mid air with a spinebuster through the table!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
JTB is convulsing in the rubble that was once the announce table as HHH is stumbling around ringside, trying to get feeling back in to his leg. HHH then drags JTB out of the rubble and rolls him back in to the ring. HHH follows. Latio and Chuckles get back on their headsets.
Don Chuckles: I'm okay, Latio. Don't worry!
Phil Latio: My God! What a davastating counter from Triple H! He caught The Bastard in mid-flight! That was amazing! It's like a bomb went off at ringside! And now Triple H is looking to finish The Bastard off!
HHH stands up but collapses as he steps on his leg wrong. HHH limps to JTB and puts his head between his legs, setting up a Pedigree. But, JTB's body is limp. HHH has to use his strength to pull JTB up by the waist. This causes HHH to put to much weight on his own leg, and it gives out. As that happens, out of nowhere JTB drops HHH with a spike DDT. JTB drapes his arm across the chest of HHH.
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The fans roar as both men lay in the center of the ring. They both start to move. And they both start to punch each other in the face in a seated slugfest. then it turns in to a kneeling slugfest. After a few seconds, the crowd is roaring as the two of them are engaged in a full out standing slugfest complete with lightning fast right hands. JTB takes the easy way out by stomping HHH's leg and HHH goes down. JTB drags HHH to the ring post and exits the ring. he doesn't waste any time this time and starts to ring HHH's leg around the post multiple times as Triple screams out in pain. Then JTB wraps HHH's leg around the post and applies a figure four leg lock while using the ring post. HHH is in a crazy amount of pain as he flips out, trying to break free as JTB leans back, trying to break HHH's legs. But, JTB is badly damaged as well. Eventually, he runs out of gas and has to let go of the hold, collapsing in a heap on the outside. HHH pulls himself out of the corner and in to the center of the ring. JTB moves his arms around and his right hand falls on top of one of the sledgehammers - the one that was left outside the ring. JTB gets a grin across his face as he looks up over the apron at a laid out HHH. JTB holds the sledgehammer up to his face and starts to nod his head while laughing like a maniac.
Phil Latio: Oh no! Triple H is out, and that dirty Bastard has a damn sledgehammer again!
Don Chuckles: Just give up, Hunter! Do it now, before it's too late! You had a great career, just end it now.
Phil Latio: He can't give up, you idiot! I don't even think Triple H even knows where he is right now!
JTB slinks in to the ring like a reptile stalking his prey.
Don Chuckles: Wait. What's that underneath Triple H?
JTB holds the hammer up, ready to deliver the final blow.
Phil Latio: That's not... Is it?
JTB brings the hammer down and HHH rolls over to reveal...
Phil Latio: The other sledgehammer!
HHH drives the sledge in to the gut of JTB. JTB falls on his rear end, dropping his sledge. HHH gets up and points at JTB with the sledgehammer...
Triple H: You attacked my family!
JTB starts to back away, shaking his head.
Triple H: YOU ATTACKED MY FAMILY!
JTB puts his hands up, begging and pleading.
JTB: I'm sorry! I'M SORRY!
Triple H: This is for my wife!
Triple H brings the hammer up and JTB cowers, blocking his face. The crowd begins to boo as the New Age appear at the top of the ramp. HHH sees this and is temporarily distracted. The distraction is enough for JTB to hit HHH with a low blow. HHH drops the hammer and JTB grabs HHH and lifts him up, dropping with a vicious Skrewdriver.
Phil Latio: Son of a bitch! The damned New Age!
Bob Cena, Triana, Troy Motor and Steve Blackman are making their way down the ramp as JTB covers HHH for the victory.
1...
2...
3!!!
Don Chuckles: YES! The Bastard did it!
Phil Latio: HE KICKED OUT! TRIPLE H KICKED OUT!
The crowd explodes as HHH's shoulder comes off the mat. the New Age at ringside are in shock. JTB is in shock. He's arguing with the ref, but the ref insists that it was only a count of two. JTB starts to shove the ref around. He turns around and grabs HHH, signaling for another Skrewdriver. HHH brings the hammer up and in to the gut of JTB. HHH stands up. JTB is stumbling around in pain. JTB turns around and HHH connects to JTB's skull with the hammer as the crowd pops. Triana goes to slide in to the ring but Bob Cena grabs her leg, pulling her back out. Triana asks Cena what the hell he's doing, and Cena tells her, "not yet". HHH pulls JTB back up and sets him up.
Phil Latio: Pedigree!
Don Chuckles: Do something!
HHH covers JTB and the ref counts along with the fans.
1...
2...
3!
DING DING DING
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner... Triple H!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: TRIPLE H
Phil Latio: Triple H isn't done yet, Don!
Don Chuckles: What the hell are you doing, Cena? Get in there!
Blackman slides in to the ring to protect JTB but HHH lays him out with the hammer. Bob Cena puts his arm out to stop Troy Motor from getting in. "Hold on, " he says. HHH starts to drive the hammer down in JTB's midsection. Troy doesn't know what to do as he looks from Bob Cena who is shaking head no, and JTB who is being torn apart by HHH and his sledgehammer. Triana has seen enough, she goes to enter again but Cena grabs her by the waist and won't let go. "NOT YET!" he screams. HHH lets JTB get to his feet then drops him with another hammer shot to the dome. JTB's face is covered with blood. Triana is screaming at ringside, telling Cena to let her go. Then HHH stands over JTB's lifeless body, and holds the hammer up above his head, ready to finish JTB off once and for all.
Phil Latio: Triple H has lost it! He's in a fit of rage! Don't do it, Hunter! He's not worth it! Don't sink to his level!
JTB opens his eyes and looks up at HHH through a crimson mask. JTB starts to laugh at HHH and blows a kiss at him. This sends HHH over the edge. He roars, and now Cena says to Triana and Troy Motor. " Okay, now!" and he let's go of Triana. She slides in to the ring as HHH starts to bring the hammer down. Troy in after and they jump HHH from behind. Cena in third and joins in. they starts to beat HHH down as JTB lay motionless. The crowd is booing until they pop big when Vince McMahon comes out on the stage waving his arms for the cavalry to come out. Out runs Thy WWE Champion Blade Lavigne, Demmie Mae, and Kurt Orton. They sprint to the ring and attack the New Age. It's a full out brawl as Blade LaVigne, Kurt Orton and Demmie Mae go at it with Troy Motor, Triana, and Bob Cena. Steve Blackman has come back to and joins in the fight with HHH. Then all of a sudden...
The crowd goes ballistic as Stone Cold Steve Austin runs out from the back with a steel chair.
Phil Latio: STONE COLD! STONE COLD! Stone Cold Steve Austin is here!
Don Chuckles: Jeez, who are you? JR?
Austin hist the ring and cracks Blackman in the head with the chair. Being out numbered, Cena, Troy and Triana get out of the ring fast while dragging JTB out by the feet. They pick him up and start to carry him out of the arena. Vince enters the ring and him and the Thy WWE supporters stand tall in the ring as the New Age carry a bloodied and beaten Joey the Bastard to the top of the stage.
Phil Latio: I never thought I'd say this, but thank God for the New Age. I shudder to think what Triple was about to do to Joey the Bastard with that sledgehammer!
Don Chuckles: Forget Triple H, Latio. Forget Blade LaVigne and forget that drunken redneck, Steve Austin. What was going through Bob Cena's mind as he allowed HHH to assault The Bastard like that for so long?
Phil Latio: There's a lot of questions that need to be asked. But the most important... did Triple H do enough damage to keep Joey the Bastard out of Anarchy? The Bastard is a bloody mess!
The scene fades to commercial as we see the Thy WWE supporters in the ring, holding their ground and the New Age retreating to the back carrying a bloodied, out cold Joey the Bastard.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back from commercial and we see Phil Latio and Don Chuckles sitting behind what - at one point - was once the announce table.
We see that they have their monitors teetering atop the debris.
Phil Latio: Folks, if you’re just joining us, you missed an all out war between Triple H and Joey the Bastard.
Don Chuckles: it looks like a bomb went off at ringside, Latio!
Phil Latio: Right you are, Don, but it’s time to switch gears, because it’s time for the main event! FEAR goes toe to toe with Thy WWE World Champion, Blade LaVigne!
Don Chuckles: The purge begins tonight!
Phil Latio: Richard Black, or FEAR as we all know him, had some extremely harsh words for Blade LaVigne earlier this week during an appearance on Jonny “the Rockstar” Freeman’s debut episode of his new pod cast. It was a ThyWWE.com exclusive, and if you haven’t had a chance to listen in, I highly suggest you do so.
Don Chuckles: That’s right, Latio, and everything that FEAR said during that pod cast was the truth. Blade LaVigne doesn’t care about these fans. He doesn’t care about this company. He only cares about his best interests. I, just like FEAR and everybody else in the back, are sick and tired of hearing about Blade LaVigne this, Blade LaVigne that. Blade LaVigne doesn’t deserve to be the Thy WWE Champion!
Phil Latio: Are you kidding me, Don? Blade LaVigne is the heart and soul of Thy WWE. He loves this company, and he loves the fans. It doesn’t matter to Blade if they want to boo him or not. Blade knows that the fans are the ones who keep Thy WWE alive. So don’t give me any of that crap about Blade LaVigne being selfish. He’s the damn Champion for a reason. He’s the best wrestler in Thy WWE today, and he’s been proven it for over a year while defending the Thy WWE Title!
Main Event: Blade LaVigne (c) vs FEAR
Non title
The light’s go out and FEAR’s music hits. Red lights pulsate through out the arena with each beat from the bass drum. The song kicks it up a notch and FEAR bursts out from the back, greeted by a loud mixed reaction composed mostly of negativity. But there is a very noticeably vocal backing for FEAR, and they let themselves be known by starting a “FEAR!” chant at ringside. FEAR walks down the ramp and enters the ring, posing on the turnbuckle with his arms out.
Don Chuckles: It’s time for FEAR to show the world what a real Champion looks like.
Phil Latio: Blade LaVigne is the face of Thy WWE, and I can’t think of a better person!
Don Chuckles: Well, after Vince McMahon is out of the picture, there’s gonna be a new face of Thy WWE. I can think of a bunch of guys who deserve to be the top guy over Blade LaVigne.
Phil Latio: Oh, and I suppose FEAR would be on that list?
Don Chuckles: Yes. FEAR would be at the top of that list!
Phil Latio: There’s no denying the talent that FEAR possesses. Some may complain about his attitude, but the man loves this business. There is no denying that FEAR loves this company just as much as Blade LaVigne does. Why else would he come back? You just don’t keep going back to a place that you don’t call home.
Blade LaVigne’s music hits and the crowd goes absolutely nuts. Blade emerges from the back wearing the Thy WWE Title around his waist. He smiles and nods to the crowd in response to their reaction. Blade makes his down the ramp, pointing to some fans at ringside. He fist bumps a couple kids as well before unlatching the title and raising it above his head on the steel steps. Blade enters the ring, poses in the corner with the Title, then hands the belt over to the referee.
Phil Latio: Look at FEAR in his corner giving Blade a slow clap. I’m not sure if there is even the smallest ounce of respect directed at Blade from FEAR.
Don Chuckles: And so it should be, Latio. FEAR knows that Blade LaVigne has worn out his welcome. It’s all about Blade LaVigne, isn’t it? Well, not anymore, because FEAR has promised to do the world some good by getting that Title off of Blade LaVigne’s waist.
Phil Latio: Well, FEAR literally just came back, Don. He can’t expect a title shot right away. He needs to wait in line.
Don Chuckles: FEAR said himself… it doesn’t need to be FEAR to take the title off of Blade. As long as Blade LaVigne is no longer the Champion, FEAR will be satisfied.
Phil Latio: But, for how long?
Don Chuckles: For as long as FEAR decides to wait! FEAR can take that Title any time he wishes. Don’t ever forget about that, Latio. And Blade LaVigne shouldn’t forget it either!
The ref calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
Both men circle to start the match. They lock up. Blade with a side head lock which FEAR tries to escape but Blade tightens the hold. FEAR reaches out and grabs the top rope then uses it to flip himself over and Blade down with an arm drag. Blade back up and FEAR with another arm drag. Hip toss from FEAR sends Blade reeling to the corner. FEAR bounces in place, gesturing for Blade to get up. Blade smirks a little and then gives FEAR a taste of his own medicine with a slow clap.
Don Chuckles: What a disrespectful punk!
Phil Latio: So it’s okay when FEAR mocks Blade, but not the other way around?
Don Chuckles: FEAR was legitimately applauding Blade. You didn’t see that?
They circle again, then lock up by the knuckles. Blade starts to push FEAR back. FEAR groans in pain as Blade squeezes the knuckles. Blade pushes FEAR back so that FEAR has arched himself and the top of his head touches the mat. Then FEAR wraps his legs around one of Blade’s arms and spins around, taking Blade to the mat with an arm drag using the legs. FEAR gives Blade a slow clap this time as Blade looks up at him a little red-faced. Blade chuckles, a little annoyed, then nods at FEAR. Blade up and they lock up. This time FEAR grabs Blade in a side headlock. Blade wastes no time and pushes FEAR in to the ropes. FEAR bounces off, and Blade knocks him down with a shoulder tackle. Blade runs and bounces off the ropes. FEAR rolls on the mat, trying to take out Blade’s legs, but Blade hops over. FEAR back up as Blade bounces off the ropes. FEAR leap frogs Blade, but Blade stops. He turns around and goes to lift FEAR up, but FEAR propels himself upward and connects with a beauty of a drop kick to Blade’s jaw. Blade stumbles back, then attacks. FEAR ducks a clothesline attempt from Blade and bounces off the ropes. Then FEAR kicks his legs out and wraps them around Blade’s head, spinning him around and flipping Blade with a head scissor take down that drapes Blade across the second rope in position for what could be a 6-1-9. FEAR off the ropes then drives both knees in to the back of Blade. Then FEAR steps on Blade’s back, using the top rope for leverage and pushing down on Blade’s shoulders, choking Blade on the second rope. The ref steps in and counts to four then FEAR stops the illegal choke. Blade remains draped over the second rope as FEAR ascends to the top rope. FEAR jumps off and double stomps Blade in the back of the head. The crowd “OHHH” as FEAR lands on his feet on the outside. Blade rolls around in the ring grabbing his throat and the back of his head. FEAR signals for something as the crowd boo. FEAR up on the apron, Blade gets to his feet. FEAR jumps up and uses the top rope as a spring board. FEAR spins through the air with a 450, but Blade catches FEAR out of mid-air with a code-breaker! The crowd roar as Blade rallies in the corner.
Phil Latio: What a counter from Blade LaVigne! Out of mid-air no less!
Don Chuckles: Whatever. FEAR has seen it all. He was a major player over in Japan while he was gone. He’s wrestled the best Japanese Junoirs in the world, and he’s been in the ring with the best Puroseu strong style wrestlers as well. There’s nothing that Blade LaVigne can do that FEAR doesn’t have an answer for.
Blade pulls FEAR up, and sets him up for a vertical. Blade hoists him up, but FEAR counters with a quick roll up on the way down. The ref quickly moves to count.
1...
2...
Kickout!
Both men get to their feet quickly and Blade explodes with a hard lariat that sends FEAR head over heels in the air before hitting the mat with a boom. Blade says it’s over as he calls for the Sit-Down Powerbomb. Blade has FEAR in position and hoists him up. But, in a fluid motion FEAR reverses and spikes Blade LaVigne’s head to the mat with a hard DDT. Blade rolls over in pain then starts to sit up. FEAR is on the apron again and spring boards off, connecting to Blade’s face with a vicious flying drop kick. FEAR covers…
1...
2...
Kickout!
Phil Latio: What a devastating attack from FEAR!
Don Chuckles: I told you he was good!
Phil Latio: I never denied the fact that FEAR was good. Hell, he’s great! But, Blade LaVigne has been through Hell and back many, many times. If FEAR wants to prove something tonight, he’s going to have to do more than that!
FEAR back up and so is Blade. FEAR tries to boot Blade in the gut, but Blade catches his foot. FEAR goes from an émigré, but Blade ducks it, still holding the leg. FEAR is hopping on one leg and Blade pulls him, wraps his arms around FEAR’s waist, and takes him down hard to the mat with hard belly-to-belly suplex. Blade covers…
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2...
Kickout!
Blade grabs FEAR by the mask and pulls him up. Blade whips FEAR to the corner and follows up. FEAR hits but gets his feet up in to the chest of Blade, flipping himself up and over the top rope and on to the apron. FEAR quickly to the top rope as Blade shakes the cobwebs out. FEAR dives, flipping through the air backward in an almost shooting star press flip and lands on Blade’s shoulders with his legs wrapped around Blade’s head going for a hurricanrana but Blade doesn’t go over. He holds FEAR there for a second then uses his strength to hoists FEAR up as FEAR waves his hands around.
Phil Latio: Sit-down Powerbomb from the Champion! This match is over!
Don Chuckles: Dammit! Come on, FEAR!
Blade covers, with out hooking a leg.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: WHAT?
Don Chuckles: Blade got cocky! He thought it was over and didn’t bother to hook the leg, Latio!
Blade looks in shock as he looks down at FEAR with amazement.
Blade now gives FEAR another slow clap, but this one seems to be a little more sincere than the last one. Blade goes to pull FEAR up, but FEAR grabs Blade by the trucks and pulls him face first in to the second turnbuckle. Then the crowd start to notice somebody on the ramp.
Phil Latio: Wait a minute now. Here comes Zak Shields! He has no business out here!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, come on, you loser! Don’t come out here and ruin a perfectly fine match. He’s gonna screw this up for FEAR!
Zak approaches the ring as the fans boo. Zak makes a B-line for the time keeper. FEAR and Blade are down in the ring and the ref is mid-way through a standing ten count. Zak grabs the World Title from ringside and slides it in to the ring. This catches the ref’s attention, and he goes right for the title as Zak ducks down. The ref’s back is turned as he is handing the belt back to ringside. Zak slides in and grabs Blade LaVigne and hits him with the Wild Bomb as the crowd disapproves. FEAR watches this then spins Zak around and hits him square in the jaw with a super kick. Zak rolls out of the ring and stumbles. FEAR off the ropes and dives backward over the top rope, taking Zak Shields out. FEAR slides back in and the ref has no idea what just went down. FEAR looks down at Blade and shakes his head. “Not this way.” he says and doesn’t go for the pin. Instead, FEAR signals for the double knee gut-buster that he calls Medication! He hoists Blade up on to his shoulders, but Blade wiggles free. FEAR turns around and ducks a clothesline attempt from Blade. FEAR with a quick school boy with a handful of tights…
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3!
*DING DING DING*
Steve Cruise: here is your winner… FEAR!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: FEAR
Phil Latio: I can’t believe it! FEAR has defeated Blade LaVigne. He used the tights, though!
Don Chuckles: FEAR did it his way! He could have pinned Blade after Zak’s attack, but FEAR has more honor than that. He wanted to beat Blade on his own terms and he did just that. I told you, Latio! I told you!
Blade Lavigne is not happy as he argues with the ref, telling the ref that FEAR used the tights. FEAR has rolled out of the ring, holding his arms up as the crowd boo. Just then, Zak Shields attacks FEAR from behind with a steel chair. Blade is still arguing with the referee as Zak smacks FEAR over the back with the chair. Then Zak grabs FEAR and runs him shoulder first in to the ring post. FEAR drops down, and Zak grabs the chair again and starts to hits FEAR in the shoulder with it.
Phil Latio: What the hell has gotten in to Zak Shields?
Don Chuckles: Well, FEAR put his hands on him for one thing. Plus, Zak feels that he should be wrestling Blade for the title. Zak Shields may be trying to take out his competition right here!
Zak continues with the attack on FEAR’s shoulder. Blade has now noticed what is going on. Blade to ringside, grabs a chair of his own and goes to attack Zak. Zak sees him and bolts up the ramp making Title gestures at his waist at Blade LaVigne. Blade looks down at FEAR and shakes his head in disgust at Zak. Zak isn’t laughing. He’s all business.
Blade points up at Zak and calls him a coward. Zak Shields responds with, “Be the Champion that you say you are. Face me!” Blade looks down at FEAR again, but he doesn’t check on him.
Instead, Blade gets back inside the ring and holds the THY WWE Championship up as the crowd roar.
EMTs have run out to check on FEAR, and Zak Shields is standing at the top of the ramp, looking pissed off as Blade soaks in the admiration of the crowd with the Title held high.
The Thy WWE logo appears in the bottom left corner of the screen and the show fades to black.
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::RECAP::
Demmie Mae over HardKore Comley
Kurt Orton over Robert Garrett
Zak Shields over Troy Motor
Triple H vs Joey the Bastard
FEAR over Blade
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No Holds Barred
Phil Latio: Folks, it's time for what quite possibly could be the last match of Joey the Bastard's career!
Don Chuckles: Are you kidding me, Latio? This could be Triple H's last match!
Phil Latio: Well, last week, Joey the Bastard and Triana did the unthinkable. They assaulted the boss' daughter while Triple H was handcuffed at ringside. That sick, twisted son of a bitch, Joey the Bastard, forced Triple H to watch it all go down.
Don Chuckles: You gotta crack a few eggs to make an omelette.
Phil Latio: You're disgusting, Don! I have never seen Triple H the way he is now. He is more intense, more dangerous than I have ever seen him in my life. The Bastard woke the beast, and Triple H isn't coming in to this match - this fight- as The Game. He's not coming in as the King of Kings. Triple H is a Head Hunter and he will not rest until he has Joey the Bastard's head stuck on top of a bloody spike!
Don Chuckles: Triple H should have just stayed home in the first place. This whole thing could have been avoided!
Phil Latio: The Bastard was going after his 70 year old father-in-law, Don. The very future of this company will be at stake at Anarchy, and Triple H has promised to ensure that JTB doesn't even make it to the Pay-Per-View. The Bastard has been attacking the hearts and souls of many Thy WWE Superstars, but this time, he may have messed with the wrong family. I just pray that Triple H doesn't do anything that he can't un-do.
Don Chuckles: You don't have to worry about JTB, Latio. He can hang with Triple H, and he can beat him! And if Triple H wants to try anything funny, the New Age has Joey's back.
Phil Latio: But Mr. McMahon said on ThyWWE.com that he has the ThyWWE locker room on standby in case the New Age does indeed decide to get involved! The time has come for Joey the Bastard to pay the piper, and if Triple H has anything to say about it, it's a debt that JTB can only pay by paying the ultimate price!
The crowd erupts as Triple H's music kicks in. He walks out in his usual attire, holding a sledgehammer.
Phil Latio: Here he comes! The Cerebral Assassin, Triple H!
Don Chuckles: What's he need that sledgehammer for? He doesn't think he can beat The Bastard without it!
Phil Latio: It's not about beating The Bastard. It's about hurting him. JTB made this whole thing extremely personal, and may have signed his own death certificate when he and Triana put their hands on Stephanie McMahon.
Triple H spits out some water at the top of the ramp and starts to make his way down the ramp. The fans starts to gasp as HHH is half way down the ramp. JTB runs out from the back and cracks HHH in the back of the knee with a sledgehammer of his own. The fans begin to boo loudly as JTB starts to drive the head of the hammer in to the quad that HHH injured many moons ago.
Phil Latio: The Bastard's not going to let this match officially start! An attack during the entrances with a damn sledgehammer has Triple H down!
Don Chuckles: It's Hunter's own fault! He's the one who had a sledgehammer first. What do you expect JTB to do? bring his feet and fists to a hammer fight? Come on, Bastard, let him have it!
JTB is attacking like a madman. HHH is wincing in agony as JTB hammers his leg once more. Then JTB takes the handle of the hammer and starts to choke HHH with it at the bottom of the ramp. JTB then grabs HHH's water bottle and takes some in to his mouth. JTB then gets up on the apron and mocks HHH by doing his apron water spitting taunt as the crowd responds with pure hatred. JTB laughs and hops back down. HHH is trying to stand using the sledge as a crutch. JTB kicks the hammer out and HHH falls to the floor in intense pain. JTB laughs again as he circles HHH before booting him square in the face.
Phil Latio: This is ugly early.
Don Chuckles: The Bastard is just toying with Triple H like a cat playing with a mouse before he finishes it off!
JTB pulls HHH by the hair and tries to pull him up. JTB shoves HHH toward the ring steps, but HHH's leg gives out, causing HHH to slam in to the steps head first. JTB then starts to choke HHH with the sledge handle up against the steps. They are face to face as JTB chokes HHH, staring daggers through each other's eyes.
Phil Latio: The Bastard looks like he's trying to push that hammer handle right through Triple H's throat and to the other side! Get them in the ring, ref!
Don Chuckles: Triple H made the biggest mistake of his life when he stuck his gigantic nose in to JTB's business. Now he's paying for it. You just don't mess with The Bastard!
Phil Latio: You don't mess with a man's damn family, Don! Triple H is doing what any normal man would do in this situation. When your family is threatened, you stand up and defend them. You fight, dammit! You fight!
But, the fight is being beaten out of HHH at the hands of Joey the Bastard. HHH looks like he's out like a light. JTB backs up with the sledge. HHH is propped up against the steps; the back of his head rested against the steel.
Phil Latio: Don't do it! You'll kill him!
Don Chuckles: AHH!
JTB charges and swings the hammer at HHH's face, but HHH moves at the last second. The hammer slams in to the steps with a loud boom that separates the two pieces.
Phil Latio: That would have taken Triple H's head clean off! His skull would have been crushed! Joey the Bastard is psychotic!
Don Chuckles: I must say, thank goodness Triple H got out of the way.
Phil Latio: Oh, so now you're on Triple H's side, are you?
Don Chuckles: Oh no, I want The Bastard to take him out. I don't want JTB to kill him, though. I have a heart! Maybe he could just cripple him and call it a day?
Off camera, Phil Latio shakes his head in digust. Meanwhile at ringside, JTB has gotten in to position again. This time he won't miss. HHH is struggling to his feet, using the flat part of the steel steps to get up. JTB charges, sledgehammer in hand, aiming at HHH's skull once more. The fans explode as HHH grabs JTB last second and turns him around, driving JTB spine first on to the steel steps with a thunderous spine buster.
Phil Latio: Triple H isn't dead yet! He may have broken JTB's back, but, dammit, Triple H is still alive and kicking!
Don Chuckles: Shut the hell up, Latio! Ref, get over the there and check on Joey!
JTB screams and rolls around on the outside in pain. Triple H stands up and does his signature warrior bellow after delivering the spine buster but his leg gives out again. Triple H is using the sledgehammer to drag himself toward a laid out JTB. HHH's eyes widen more and more with each inch closer he gets to getting his hands on JTB. JTB is trying to shake the pain out of his arms and legs when HHH grabs his leg. JTB starts to freak out as the crowd is going crazy. HHH starts to drag JTB closer. JTB tries to kick HHH in the face, but HHH heaves him closer then pounces on him, hammering away on the face of JTB with hard right hands. The crowd is deafening!
Phil Latio: Triple H finally has his hands on Joey the Bastard! There's nobody who can save him now!
Don Chuckles: Come on New Age! Where are they?
Triple H hammers away on JTB's face for what seems like a century then struggles to his feet, grabbing the sledgehammer. HHH limps toward JTB. JTB in a haze, realizes that HHH is approaching sledge in hand and starts to crawl away, begging for forgiveness. JTB crawls as HHH limps after him like Jason Vorhees from Friday the 13th. Triple H swings the hammer and JTB just moves out of the way. The hammer hits the floor right between his legs, inches away from his crotch. JTB's eye widen the side of saucers as he jumps to his feet and rolls in to the ring. He crawls to the other side of the ring, asking the ref to protect him. Triple H gingerly slides in to the ring with the hammer. JTB is sitting in the corner, terrified, pleading with HHH. HHH hobbles at JTB with the hammer but JTB gets a foot out and kicks HHH in the leg. HHH almost falls but uses the hammer as a crutch again. JTB shoots out another kick to HHH's leg. JTB up now and starts to stomp at HHH's leg. HHH drops the hammer and the ref calls for the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING
Phil Latio: And this match is officially under way! It took a while. Both competitors already look like they've gone through Hell and back!
Don Chuckles: Stay on that leg, Joey! You got this!
JTB bounces off the ropes and takes HHH out by the legs with a chop block. JTB then stomps the leg a few times, and starts to drag HHH toward the corner. JTB exits the ring but holds on to HHH's leg while does so. Then JTB grabs both feet, about to pull HHH groin first in to the ring post. HHH uses what little leg strength he has left to pull JTB face first in to the post to a huge roar from the crowd. JTB goes down and HHH falls off the apron and on to the floor. HHH pulls himself up and limps to JTB. HHH then grabs JTB's legs and sets him up for a slingshot. JTB flails his arms in protest but HHH will have none of that. HHH then falls back and propels JTB face first in to the ringpost with force. JTB bounces of the post then slams face first in to the barricade. HHH grabs JTB and slams his head on to the apron then rolls him back in to the ring. But, HHH doesn't go for the pin. Instead he drops an elbow across the throat of JTB. Then HHH pulls JTB up and whips him into the corner hard. JTB bounces off the turnbuckle and HHH walks passed him, grabbing his head as he does so, and drops JTB with a neck breaker. Then HHH stands in the corner with arms out, throws JTB a "SUCK IT" to the crowd's delight and drops a knee across JTB's head. But it was the bad knee, and HHH clutches it in pain.
Phil Latio: Triple H was just running off instinct with that knee drop. He forgot about the damage done to that knee.
Don Chuckles: he must be going senile in his old age just like his old man.
Phil Latio: That's your boss you're talking about, Don! I'd be careful.
Don Chuckles: Yeah, for now, but after Anarchy, Thy WWE will have a new boss in Joey the Bastard! So, I'm not too concerned about that.
Triple struggles to his feet and grabs JTB by the head and pulls him up. JTB breaks free and connects with a beautiful flipping dropkick that sends HHH flying. JTB then runs and drops a quick leg drop to the throat of HHH. JTB back up and bounces off the ropes and drops another quick leg drop. Then JTB runs parallel to HHH, bounces of the ropes and leaps in to the air, dropping a double stomp across the chest of HHH. JTB starts to stumble when getting back to his feet. He shakes his head and spits on HHH then pulls him up. Hard whip to the corner and HHH hits the turnbuckle hard enough to send him flipping over on to the apron. As this happens, JTB runs and uses the second turnbuckle to propel himself up and over the ropes. He grabs HHH's head in mid-air and turns around, driving HHH's head in to the apron with a tornado DDT.
Don Chuckles: What a move, Latio!
Phil Latio: I'll admit that was impressive, but The Bastard is going to need a lot more than just flashy moves to get out of this healthy.
HHH falls to the floor and JTB lays on the apron for a few seconds before rolling in to the ring and getting up. Taunting the fans as they respond with deafening boos. HHH pulls himself up using the announce table. JTB bounces off the ropes and leaps over the top rope connecting with HHH and huge suicide dive that sends HHH crashing over the announce table and in to the laps of Phil Latio and Don Chuckles. JTB shoves them out of the way and pulls HHH on top of the table. Then JTB rolls back in to the ring and goes up to the top rope. JTB stands at the top for a second with both arms straight up. Then he dives off going for an elbow drop. But HHH slides off the table and catches JTB in mid air with a spinebuster through the table!
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
JTB is convulsing in the rubble that was once the announce table as HHH is stumbling around ringside, trying to get feeling back in to his leg. HHH then drags JTB out of the rubble and rolls him back in to the ring. HHH follows. Latio and Chuckles get back on their headsets.
Don Chuckles: I'm okay, Latio. Don't worry!
Phil Latio: My God! What a davastating counter from Triple H! He caught The Bastard in mid-flight! That was amazing! It's like a bomb went off at ringside! And now Triple H is looking to finish The Bastard off!
HHH stands up but collapses as he steps on his leg wrong. HHH limps to JTB and puts his head between his legs, setting up a Pedigree. But, JTB's body is limp. HHH has to use his strength to pull JTB up by the waist. This causes HHH to put to much weight on his own leg, and it gives out. As that happens, out of nowhere JTB drops HHH with a spike DDT. JTB drapes his arm across the chest of HHH.
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KICKOUT!
The fans roar as both men lay in the center of the ring. They both start to move. And they both start to punch each other in the face in a seated slugfest. then it turns in to a kneeling slugfest. After a few seconds, the crowd is roaring as the two of them are engaged in a full out standing slugfest complete with lightning fast right hands. JTB takes the easy way out by stomping HHH's leg and HHH goes down. JTB drags HHH to the ring post and exits the ring. he doesn't waste any time this time and starts to ring HHH's leg around the post multiple times as Triple screams out in pain. Then JTB wraps HHH's leg around the post and applies a figure four leg lock while using the ring post. HHH is in a crazy amount of pain as he flips out, trying to break free as JTB leans back, trying to break HHH's legs. But, JTB is badly damaged as well. Eventually, he runs out of gas and has to let go of the hold, collapsing in a heap on the outside. HHH pulls himself out of the corner and in to the center of the ring. JTB moves his arms around and his right hand falls on top of one of the sledgehammers - the one that was left outside the ring. JTB gets a grin across his face as he looks up over the apron at a laid out HHH. JTB holds the sledgehammer up to his face and starts to nod his head while laughing like a maniac.
Phil Latio: Oh no! Triple H is out, and that dirty Bastard has a damn sledgehammer again!
Don Chuckles: Just give up, Hunter! Do it now, before it's too late! You had a great career, just end it now.
Phil Latio: He can't give up, you idiot! I don't even think Triple H even knows where he is right now!
JTB slinks in to the ring like a reptile stalking his prey.
Don Chuckles: Wait. What's that underneath Triple H?
JTB holds the hammer up, ready to deliver the final blow.
Phil Latio: That's not... Is it?
JTB brings the hammer down and HHH rolls over to reveal...
Phil Latio: The other sledgehammer!
HHH drives the sledge in to the gut of JTB. JTB falls on his rear end, dropping his sledge. HHH gets up and points at JTB with the sledgehammer...
Triple H: You attacked my family!
JTB starts to back away, shaking his head.
Triple H: YOU ATTACKED MY FAMILY!
JTB puts his hands up, begging and pleading.
JTB: I'm sorry! I'M SORRY!
Triple H: This is for my wife!
Triple H brings the hammer up and JTB cowers, blocking his face. The crowd begins to boo as the New Age appear at the top of the ramp. HHH sees this and is temporarily distracted. The distraction is enough for JTB to hit HHH with a low blow. HHH drops the hammer and JTB grabs HHH and lifts him up, dropping with a vicious Skrewdriver.
Phil Latio: Son of a bitch! The damned New Age!
Bob Cena, Triana, Troy Motor and Steve Blackman are making their way down the ramp as JTB covers HHH for the victory.
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3!!!
Don Chuckles: YES! The Bastard did it!
Phil Latio: HE KICKED OUT! TRIPLE H KICKED OUT!
The crowd explodes as HHH's shoulder comes off the mat. the New Age at ringside are in shock. JTB is in shock. He's arguing with the ref, but the ref insists that it was only a count of two. JTB starts to shove the ref around. He turns around and grabs HHH, signaling for another Skrewdriver. HHH brings the hammer up and in to the gut of JTB. HHH stands up. JTB is stumbling around in pain. JTB turns around and HHH connects to JTB's skull with the hammer as the crowd pops. Triana goes to slide in to the ring but Bob Cena grabs her leg, pulling her back out. Triana asks Cena what the hell he's doing, and Cena tells her, "not yet". HHH pulls JTB back up and sets him up.
Phil Latio: Pedigree!
Don Chuckles: Do something!
HHH covers JTB and the ref counts along with the fans.
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3!
DING DING DING
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner... Triple H!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: TRIPLE H
Phil Latio: Triple H isn't done yet, Don!
Don Chuckles: What the hell are you doing, Cena? Get in there!
Blackman slides in to the ring to protect JTB but HHH lays him out with the hammer. Bob Cena puts his arm out to stop Troy Motor from getting in. "Hold on, " he says. HHH starts to drive the hammer down in JTB's midsection. Troy doesn't know what to do as he looks from Bob Cena who is shaking head no, and JTB who is being torn apart by HHH and his sledgehammer. Triana has seen enough, she goes to enter again but Cena grabs her by the waist and won't let go. "NOT YET!" he screams. HHH lets JTB get to his feet then drops him with another hammer shot to the dome. JTB's face is covered with blood. Triana is screaming at ringside, telling Cena to let her go. Then HHH stands over JTB's lifeless body, and holds the hammer up above his head, ready to finish JTB off once and for all.
Phil Latio: Triple H has lost it! He's in a fit of rage! Don't do it, Hunter! He's not worth it! Don't sink to his level!
JTB opens his eyes and looks up at HHH through a crimson mask. JTB starts to laugh at HHH and blows a kiss at him. This sends HHH over the edge. He roars, and now Cena says to Triana and Troy Motor. " Okay, now!" and he let's go of Triana. She slides in to the ring as HHH starts to bring the hammer down. Troy in after and they jump HHH from behind. Cena in third and joins in. they starts to beat HHH down as JTB lay motionless. The crowd is booing until they pop big when Vince McMahon comes out on the stage waving his arms for the cavalry to come out. Out runs Thy WWE Champion Blade Lavigne, Demmie Mae, and Kurt Orton. They sprint to the ring and attack the New Age. It's a full out brawl as Blade LaVigne, Kurt Orton and Demmie Mae go at it with Troy Motor, Triana, and Bob Cena. Steve Blackman has come back to and joins in the fight with HHH. Then all of a sudden...
The crowd goes ballistic as Stone Cold Steve Austin runs out from the back with a steel chair.
Phil Latio: STONE COLD! STONE COLD! Stone Cold Steve Austin is here!
Don Chuckles: Jeez, who are you? JR?
Austin hist the ring and cracks Blackman in the head with the chair. Being out numbered, Cena, Troy and Triana get out of the ring fast while dragging JTB out by the feet. They pick him up and start to carry him out of the arena. Vince enters the ring and him and the Thy WWE supporters stand tall in the ring as the New Age carry a bloodied and beaten Joey the Bastard to the top of the stage.
Phil Latio: I never thought I'd say this, but thank God for the New Age. I shudder to think what Triple was about to do to Joey the Bastard with that sledgehammer!
Don Chuckles: Forget Triple H, Latio. Forget Blade LaVigne and forget that drunken redneck, Steve Austin. What was going through Bob Cena's mind as he allowed HHH to assault The Bastard like that for so long?
Phil Latio: There's a lot of questions that need to be asked. But the most important... did Triple H do enough damage to keep Joey the Bastard out of Anarchy? The Bastard is a bloody mess!
The scene fades to commercial as we see the Thy WWE supporters in the ring, holding their ground and the New Age retreating to the back carrying a bloodied, out cold Joey the Bastard.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back from commercial and we see Phil Latio and Don Chuckles sitting behind what - at one point - was once the announce table.
We see that they have their monitors teetering atop the debris.
Phil Latio: Folks, if you’re just joining us, you missed an all out war between Triple H and Joey the Bastard.
Don Chuckles: it looks like a bomb went off at ringside, Latio!
Phil Latio: Right you are, Don, but it’s time to switch gears, because it’s time for the main event! FEAR goes toe to toe with Thy WWE World Champion, Blade LaVigne!
Don Chuckles: The purge begins tonight!
Phil Latio: Richard Black, or FEAR as we all know him, had some extremely harsh words for Blade LaVigne earlier this week during an appearance on Jonny “the Rockstar” Freeman’s debut episode of his new pod cast. It was a ThyWWE.com exclusive, and if you haven’t had a chance to listen in, I highly suggest you do so.
Don Chuckles: That’s right, Latio, and everything that FEAR said during that pod cast was the truth. Blade LaVigne doesn’t care about these fans. He doesn’t care about this company. He only cares about his best interests. I, just like FEAR and everybody else in the back, are sick and tired of hearing about Blade LaVigne this, Blade LaVigne that. Blade LaVigne doesn’t deserve to be the Thy WWE Champion!
Phil Latio: Are you kidding me, Don? Blade LaVigne is the heart and soul of Thy WWE. He loves this company, and he loves the fans. It doesn’t matter to Blade if they want to boo him or not. Blade knows that the fans are the ones who keep Thy WWE alive. So don’t give me any of that crap about Blade LaVigne being selfish. He’s the damn Champion for a reason. He’s the best wrestler in Thy WWE today, and he’s been proven it for over a year while defending the Thy WWE Title!
Main Event: Blade LaVigne (c) vs FEAR
Non title
The light’s go out and FEAR’s music hits. Red lights pulsate through out the arena with each beat from the bass drum. The song kicks it up a notch and FEAR bursts out from the back, greeted by a loud mixed reaction composed mostly of negativity. But there is a very noticeably vocal backing for FEAR, and they let themselves be known by starting a “FEAR!” chant at ringside. FEAR walks down the ramp and enters the ring, posing on the turnbuckle with his arms out.
Don Chuckles: It’s time for FEAR to show the world what a real Champion looks like.
Phil Latio: Blade LaVigne is the face of Thy WWE, and I can’t think of a better person!
Don Chuckles: Well, after Vince McMahon is out of the picture, there’s gonna be a new face of Thy WWE. I can think of a bunch of guys who deserve to be the top guy over Blade LaVigne.
Phil Latio: Oh, and I suppose FEAR would be on that list?
Don Chuckles: Yes. FEAR would be at the top of that list!
Phil Latio: There’s no denying the talent that FEAR possesses. Some may complain about his attitude, but the man loves this business. There is no denying that FEAR loves this company just as much as Blade LaVigne does. Why else would he come back? You just don’t keep going back to a place that you don’t call home.
Blade LaVigne’s music hits and the crowd goes absolutely nuts. Blade emerges from the back wearing the Thy WWE Title around his waist. He smiles and nods to the crowd in response to their reaction. Blade makes his down the ramp, pointing to some fans at ringside. He fist bumps a couple kids as well before unlatching the title and raising it above his head on the steel steps. Blade enters the ring, poses in the corner with the Title, then hands the belt over to the referee.
Phil Latio: Look at FEAR in his corner giving Blade a slow clap. I’m not sure if there is even the smallest ounce of respect directed at Blade from FEAR.
Don Chuckles: And so it should be, Latio. FEAR knows that Blade LaVigne has worn out his welcome. It’s all about Blade LaVigne, isn’t it? Well, not anymore, because FEAR has promised to do the world some good by getting that Title off of Blade LaVigne’s waist.
Phil Latio: Well, FEAR literally just came back, Don. He can’t expect a title shot right away. He needs to wait in line.
Don Chuckles: FEAR said himself… it doesn’t need to be FEAR to take the title off of Blade. As long as Blade LaVigne is no longer the Champion, FEAR will be satisfied.
Phil Latio: But, for how long?
Don Chuckles: For as long as FEAR decides to wait! FEAR can take that Title any time he wishes. Don’t ever forget about that, Latio. And Blade LaVigne shouldn’t forget it either!
The ref calls for the bell.
*DING DING DING*
Both men circle to start the match. They lock up. Blade with a side head lock which FEAR tries to escape but Blade tightens the hold. FEAR reaches out and grabs the top rope then uses it to flip himself over and Blade down with an arm drag. Blade back up and FEAR with another arm drag. Hip toss from FEAR sends Blade reeling to the corner. FEAR bounces in place, gesturing for Blade to get up. Blade smirks a little and then gives FEAR a taste of his own medicine with a slow clap.
Don Chuckles: What a disrespectful punk!
Phil Latio: So it’s okay when FEAR mocks Blade, but not the other way around?
Don Chuckles: FEAR was legitimately applauding Blade. You didn’t see that?
They circle again, then lock up by the knuckles. Blade starts to push FEAR back. FEAR groans in pain as Blade squeezes the knuckles. Blade pushes FEAR back so that FEAR has arched himself and the top of his head touches the mat. Then FEAR wraps his legs around one of Blade’s arms and spins around, taking Blade to the mat with an arm drag using the legs. FEAR gives Blade a slow clap this time as Blade looks up at him a little red-faced. Blade chuckles, a little annoyed, then nods at FEAR. Blade up and they lock up. This time FEAR grabs Blade in a side headlock. Blade wastes no time and pushes FEAR in to the ropes. FEAR bounces off, and Blade knocks him down with a shoulder tackle. Blade runs and bounces off the ropes. FEAR rolls on the mat, trying to take out Blade’s legs, but Blade hops over. FEAR back up as Blade bounces off the ropes. FEAR leap frogs Blade, but Blade stops. He turns around and goes to lift FEAR up, but FEAR propels himself upward and connects with a beauty of a drop kick to Blade’s jaw. Blade stumbles back, then attacks. FEAR ducks a clothesline attempt from Blade and bounces off the ropes. Then FEAR kicks his legs out and wraps them around Blade’s head, spinning him around and flipping Blade with a head scissor take down that drapes Blade across the second rope in position for what could be a 6-1-9. FEAR off the ropes then drives both knees in to the back of Blade. Then FEAR steps on Blade’s back, using the top rope for leverage and pushing down on Blade’s shoulders, choking Blade on the second rope. The ref steps in and counts to four then FEAR stops the illegal choke. Blade remains draped over the second rope as FEAR ascends to the top rope. FEAR jumps off and double stomps Blade in the back of the head. The crowd “OHHH” as FEAR lands on his feet on the outside. Blade rolls around in the ring grabbing his throat and the back of his head. FEAR signals for something as the crowd boo. FEAR up on the apron, Blade gets to his feet. FEAR jumps up and uses the top rope as a spring board. FEAR spins through the air with a 450, but Blade catches FEAR out of mid-air with a code-breaker! The crowd roar as Blade rallies in the corner.
Phil Latio: What a counter from Blade LaVigne! Out of mid-air no less!
Don Chuckles: Whatever. FEAR has seen it all. He was a major player over in Japan while he was gone. He’s wrestled the best Japanese Junoirs in the world, and he’s been in the ring with the best Puroseu strong style wrestlers as well. There’s nothing that Blade LaVigne can do that FEAR doesn’t have an answer for.
Blade pulls FEAR up, and sets him up for a vertical. Blade hoists him up, but FEAR counters with a quick roll up on the way down. The ref quickly moves to count.
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Kickout!
Both men get to their feet quickly and Blade explodes with a hard lariat that sends FEAR head over heels in the air before hitting the mat with a boom. Blade says it’s over as he calls for the Sit-Down Powerbomb. Blade has FEAR in position and hoists him up. But, in a fluid motion FEAR reverses and spikes Blade LaVigne’s head to the mat with a hard DDT. Blade rolls over in pain then starts to sit up. FEAR is on the apron again and spring boards off, connecting to Blade’s face with a vicious flying drop kick. FEAR covers…
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Kickout!
Phil Latio: What a devastating attack from FEAR!
Don Chuckles: I told you he was good!
Phil Latio: I never denied the fact that FEAR was good. Hell, he’s great! But, Blade LaVigne has been through Hell and back many, many times. If FEAR wants to prove something tonight, he’s going to have to do more than that!
FEAR back up and so is Blade. FEAR tries to boot Blade in the gut, but Blade catches his foot. FEAR goes from an émigré, but Blade ducks it, still holding the leg. FEAR is hopping on one leg and Blade pulls him, wraps his arms around FEAR’s waist, and takes him down hard to the mat with hard belly-to-belly suplex. Blade covers…
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Kickout!
Blade grabs FEAR by the mask and pulls him up. Blade whips FEAR to the corner and follows up. FEAR hits but gets his feet up in to the chest of Blade, flipping himself up and over the top rope and on to the apron. FEAR quickly to the top rope as Blade shakes the cobwebs out. FEAR dives, flipping through the air backward in an almost shooting star press flip and lands on Blade’s shoulders with his legs wrapped around Blade’s head going for a hurricanrana but Blade doesn’t go over. He holds FEAR there for a second then uses his strength to hoists FEAR up as FEAR waves his hands around.
Phil Latio: Sit-down Powerbomb from the Champion! This match is over!
Don Chuckles: Dammit! Come on, FEAR!
Blade covers, with out hooking a leg.
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: WHAT?
Don Chuckles: Blade got cocky! He thought it was over and didn’t bother to hook the leg, Latio!
Blade looks in shock as he looks down at FEAR with amazement.
Blade now gives FEAR another slow clap, but this one seems to be a little more sincere than the last one. Blade goes to pull FEAR up, but FEAR grabs Blade by the trucks and pulls him face first in to the second turnbuckle. Then the crowd start to notice somebody on the ramp.
Phil Latio: Wait a minute now. Here comes Zak Shields! He has no business out here!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, come on, you loser! Don’t come out here and ruin a perfectly fine match. He’s gonna screw this up for FEAR!
Zak approaches the ring as the fans boo. Zak makes a B-line for the time keeper. FEAR and Blade are down in the ring and the ref is mid-way through a standing ten count. Zak grabs the World Title from ringside and slides it in to the ring. This catches the ref’s attention, and he goes right for the title as Zak ducks down. The ref’s back is turned as he is handing the belt back to ringside. Zak slides in and grabs Blade LaVigne and hits him with the Wild Bomb as the crowd disapproves. FEAR watches this then spins Zak around and hits him square in the jaw with a super kick. Zak rolls out of the ring and stumbles. FEAR off the ropes and dives backward over the top rope, taking Zak Shields out. FEAR slides back in and the ref has no idea what just went down. FEAR looks down at Blade and shakes his head. “Not this way.” he says and doesn’t go for the pin. Instead, FEAR signals for the double knee gut-buster that he calls Medication! He hoists Blade up on to his shoulders, but Blade wiggles free. FEAR turns around and ducks a clothesline attempt from Blade. FEAR with a quick school boy with a handful of tights…
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3!
*DING DING DING*
Steve Cruise: here is your winner… FEAR!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: FEAR
Phil Latio: I can’t believe it! FEAR has defeated Blade LaVigne. He used the tights, though!
Don Chuckles: FEAR did it his way! He could have pinned Blade after Zak’s attack, but FEAR has more honor than that. He wanted to beat Blade on his own terms and he did just that. I told you, Latio! I told you!
Blade Lavigne is not happy as he argues with the ref, telling the ref that FEAR used the tights. FEAR has rolled out of the ring, holding his arms up as the crowd boo. Just then, Zak Shields attacks FEAR from behind with a steel chair. Blade is still arguing with the referee as Zak smacks FEAR over the back with the chair. Then Zak grabs FEAR and runs him shoulder first in to the ring post. FEAR drops down, and Zak grabs the chair again and starts to hits FEAR in the shoulder with it.
Phil Latio: What the hell has gotten in to Zak Shields?
Don Chuckles: Well, FEAR put his hands on him for one thing. Plus, Zak feels that he should be wrestling Blade for the title. Zak Shields may be trying to take out his competition right here!
Zak continues with the attack on FEAR’s shoulder. Blade has now noticed what is going on. Blade to ringside, grabs a chair of his own and goes to attack Zak. Zak sees him and bolts up the ramp making Title gestures at his waist at Blade LaVigne. Blade looks down at FEAR and shakes his head in disgust at Zak. Zak isn’t laughing. He’s all business.
Blade points up at Zak and calls him a coward. Zak Shields responds with, “Be the Champion that you say you are. Face me!” Blade looks down at FEAR again, but he doesn’t check on him.
Instead, Blade gets back inside the ring and holds the THY WWE Championship up as the crowd roar.
EMTs have run out to check on FEAR, and Zak Shields is standing at the top of the ramp, looking pissed off as Blade soaks in the admiration of the crowd with the Title held high.
The Thy WWE logo appears in the bottom left corner of the screen and the show fades to black.
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::RECAP::
Demmie Mae over HardKore Comley
Kurt Orton over Robert Garrett
Zak Shields over Troy Motor
Triple H vs Joey the Bastard
FEAR over Blade
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