Post by Vince McMahon on Feb 4, 2016 20:58:12 GMT -5
Thy WWE Presents
RAW 153
Live From: Amway Center, Orlando, FL
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The show starts off with an eruption of fireworks, and shots of the crowd freaking out while the Thy WWE; RAW them blasts through out the arena.
We see a few shots of signs that the fans have brought: "Thank You, Vince", "JTB: Joey the BOSS!", "The IN Champ is Here!", "The Star is Born", and various others. We cut to the announce table to see Phil Latio and Don Chuckles.
Phil Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Thy WWE: RAW! We are LIVE from the beautiful sold out Amway Arena here in sunny Orlando, Florida, and if you missed Anarchy, or if you've been living under a rock - the unspeakable happened in front of millions on Pay-Per-View last week.
Don Chuckles: That's right, Latio, Vince McMahon is gone from Thy WWE! HAHA! I love it!
Phil Latio: In what could be considered to be the darkest day in the history of Thy WWE, Joey the Bastard beat the living hell out of Vince McMahon, and won control of the company. That's right, folks, you heard me correctly. Joey the Bastard is the owner of Thy WWE and the boss.
Don Chuckles: Change is good, Latio. JTB has already been in talks with investors and merchandising companies. The website has had non-stop traffic, and Mr. Bastard has already promised more big events, new superstars, and, to top it all off, more Championship matches!
Phil Latio: Be that as it may, but the man is a damn lunatic. Do you really want somebody like Joey the Bastard writing your checks?
Don Chuckles: I have full confidence in our new boss, Latio. I suggest you start showing him the respect that he deserves, or he might just decide to fire you just like he did McMahon and the rest of the McMahon Family!
Phil Latio: I'll believe that JTB has Thy WWE's best interests in mind when I see it. I just can't trust the man! But if you'll take a look inside the ring, it looks like JTB has something planned. There is a stand covered with cloth in the middle of the ring.
Phil Latio: And speak out of the devil.
The crowd in Orlando erupts in a chorus of boos as Joey the Bastard walks out wearing a slick looking black suit, with blood-red neck tie, and his "New Age" flat brimmed ball cap cocked a little to the side. He comes out alone, but then points to the curtain. Triana walks out with a mean smirk and resting her baseball bat on her shoulder.
Phil Latio: The New Age screwed us all at Anarchy! They were never broken up. It was a damn ruse!
Don Chuckles: Well, what did you expect? Vince McMahon tried to cheat his way to a victory by staking the odds against The Bastard. It was all good strategy, Latio.
JTB and Triana meet at the top of the ramp and share an embrace as the crowd boos and they both laugh. Then the two of them open their arms to the curtain again. Bob Cena and Troy Motor walk out to even more boos from Orlando. They meet at the top of the ramp, and all shares hugs and high fives before JTB leads the way down the ramp. Troy hops up on the apron and holds the ropes open for JTB. JTB gets in the ring and returns the favor. Then Triana holds the ropes from Bob Cena, who then does his part by holding the ropes for Triana. JTB snatches the mic from Steve Cruise before he has a chance to introduce them, and Triana threatens to bat Cruise out. Steve Cruise flees the scene before any damage can be done. The crowd starts chant random insults at the New Age before JTB speaks.
JTB: The future looks bright! You guys can't bring my mood down! Try all you want! You're looking at the NEW owner of Thy WWE... The NEW CEO of Thy WWE, and the man who will take this company to the promised land.
The crowd continues to boo. JTB starts to look a little confused and angry.
JTB: I don't get it! What the hell is the matter with you people? Do you not understand? I'm doing this for you, you ungrateful pieces of...
Triana interrupts JTB by speaking in to his microphone.
Triana: Don't let them get to you. They don't know what they want. They need to be told what they want, and shown the way like the sheep that they are!
BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Triana: You boo us yet we're the ones who are willing to go to war for you - to give you a better product. Well, that war is officially over. The New Age wins!
Triana starts to hop and down, rapidly clapping and laughing like crazy as the others nod their heads.
JTB: You're right, Tri. I can't let these idiots bring my mood down, because this is the greatest day in Thy WWE. Vince McMahon is gone! Triple H is gone! That dirty, stinkin' whore of a wife of his is gone, too! FIRED! And you will never see any of them again!
A loud "Vince" chant breaks out, followed by a "Triple H" chant.
JTB: You're wasting your time. This is real. They're gone! And, if it weren't for Vince booking tonight's main event before he left, we'd be rid of all memory of that geriatric fossil. Not even that can bring me down! Thy WWE is destined for greatness, and it will be ME who takes it there. Vince McMahon is gone and he's never coming back. It's time for you all to come to terms and deal with it!
The four of them stand in the middle of the ring surrounding the stand that is covered by cloth. The crowd starts to chant "New Age Sucks!"
JTB: Now, now, you know that's not true. The New Age walked out of Anarchy with everything! The New Age is stronger than we've ever been before, and before I go any further, I have to get something off of my chest.
JTB turns to his friends.
JTB: Guys, I just wanted to say... I'm sorry.
Phil Latio: Well, there's a first.
JTB: I acted like a real dick. Bob, Troy, you guys are my best friends, and I was acting like you didn't matter. At some point, it started to become all about Joey the Bastard. That's not what we had in mind when we created this team. It's not one for one, it's all for one, and one for all. I lost sight of that, and I lost sight of the cause, and I apologize from the bottom of my heart.
Phil Latio: Oh, give me a break!
Don Chuckles: Quiet, Latio. This is an emotional moment! I feel a tear coming to my eye.
Bob asks for the mic from JTB and adjusts his Thy WWE InterNational Title on his shoulder.
Cena: Ya know... Yeah, sure, you acted like a twat, but thinking about it now. I think it was only because you wanted what was best for us and the rest of the company. Besides, you're a bastard. We all knew what we were getting in to when we signed up!
JTB and Bob and the other share a laugh as the crowd groans. JTB and Bob Cena hug it out as troy gets the mic now.
Troy: One of the conditions of me joining the New Age was that you would help me get revenge on Beno, and to my surprise, you pulled through. You really did pull through, and for that, I am eternally grateful. We made a deal, and I am "The Mercenary" Troy Motor! I never go back on a deal.
JTB thanks Troy and takes the mic back. He then turns to Triana.
JTB: Tri, I couldn't have done any of this without you. You are my rock, and my partner in crime, and together, we will rule this place like it was meant to be ruled. Without mercy, without regard for human life. People don't want to see bunnies and kittens when they watch a pro wrestling show... They want blood and guts! They want violence! THEY WANT DEATH AND DESTRUCTION AND CHAOS!
JTB's eyes are widening as he starts to get more and more excited, almost in hysterics. He catches himself, though.
JTB: And that's exactly what they're gonna get, Tri, and we can give it to them. I'm sorry I hurt you, and I will never, ever hurt you again.
Triana grabs JTB by the hair and yanks his head back so that she is above him, staring at him with a sick smile.
Triana: You promise?
JTB looks back at her. It's looks like he's getting some sort of sick sexual thrill from this.
JTB: Yeah, yeah, I promise.
Triana's smile fades as she stares right in to JTB's soul. She blows a bubble with her gum and it's pops. Then she smiles again.
Triana: Okay!
Triana then licks JTB up the side of his face before letting JTB's head go and skips to the corner, leaning up against the turnbuckle.
Phil Latio: Well, that was disturbing. I'm not gonna lie.
Don Chuckles: That was beautiful, Latio. The love that the two of them share is what dreams are made of. I don't expect you to understand, Latio. I've seen your wife.
JTB: Now, back to the matter at hand. The State of Thy WWE Address... First thing's first. I meant when I said that we will be hosting more big events, and I'm in negotiations with a multitude of different outlets to get our product oyut there to even more people around the globe!
Don Chuckles: See, Latio? What I tell ya?
JTB: And you're damn sure that I meant it when I said that there would be more championship matches to people who DESERVE them. Because, let's face it... Does Blade LaVigne -
YAAAAAAAAY!!!!
JTB: SHUT THE HELL UP WHEN I'M TALKING!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
JTB: Now, where was I?
Triana whispers in his ear.
JTB: Ah, yes... Does Blade LaVigne truly deserve to be World Champion here in Thy WWE? I mean, sure, at one point he did, but now? In over a year, how many times has Blade defended the title? Maybe a handful of times? That's pretty damn sad if you ask me. You see, it was Vince McMahon protecting Blade LaVigne that led to this record-breaking title reign. But, when it all boils down to it, Blade LaVigne's World Championship reign will go down as one of the biggest jokes in Thy WWE history! You people deserve a Champion who isn't afraid of defending the belt. Who isn't afraid to take on all comers! It's what led to the departures of people like FEAR, and Kurt Orton, and Demmie Mae. Now, everybody knows that they would have never won the belt, but you could have at least given them a chance! That's the difference... People will get chances. People will get opportunities to succeed here in Thy WWE. Get my attention! Kick some ass and I'll come knocking, offering you the opportunity of a lifetime! But, in order to do that, one thing needs to happen. And that thing is simple... Get the Thy WWE World Championship out of the clutches of Blade LaVigne! And, yeah, I could strip him of the title, but where's the fun in that? It's too easy for him. The pain would come and go in a second. I want him suffer. Just he made each and every one you suffer when he refused to be a proper Champion!
BOOOO!!!
Phil Latio: Easier said than done! Blade LaVigne is the greatest Champion that this company has ever seen!
JTB: Ah, yes, but Blade is defending the title tonight against Christian Knight, you say? Well, good for him. Christian Knight finally gets his rematch. Yaaay. If Christian Knight thinks that he deserves a spot inside this ring, then he might have taken too many blows to the head during his hundreds of matches with *yawns* Austin Starr.
YAAAAY!!!
JTB: Don't waste your breath. He's not coming back. He thinks that he's too good for you all. Besides, I know, and he knows that he wouldn't have what it takes anyway. So, you can put that pipe dream to bed right here and now. But Christian Knight? His time inside the squared had run out long ago. Christian, times have changed, and you're no longer relevant. Nobody cares about your rematch. Nobody cares about your wife, or your butt-ugly child. But, I'll tell you what, since you did do an alright job as GM before you decided to try and hog all the spotlight, maybe we can work out something outside of the ring for you. How about announcing? You're a good talker! You could take Burris Troy's job and stand in the back asking idiotic questions! I mean, you're already a nuisance, you may as well have that in your job description. But, as far as competing inside this ring - MY ring - Christian, tonight is your last night. Win or lose, I don't care. If you have to retire as Champion after your last match, that's cool with me, but mark my words: Christian Knight will NEVER compete inside a Thy WWE ring after tonight!
BOOO!!!
Phil Latio: Christian Knight has committed some unspeakable acts, but you have to admit that he's done a lot for this company, and these fans seem to respect that.
JTB: But, enough about them - it's bummin' me out. Guys, I have a surprise for each of you. Troy, I got something you're gonna love.
JTB goes under the cloth that covers the stand and pulls something out: a T-shirt.
JTB: Troy, this the brand new Troy Motor: Army of One Mercenary t-shirt available only on ThyWWEShop.com and the merchandise stand at live events. Check it out!
Troy looks intrigued as JTB tosses him the black shirt. Troy holds it up to look at it. His face is in the middle with an explosion behind it. Bullet shells are also depicted flying passed his face. "The Mercenary Troy Motor" is also written in bullet shells. On the back, it's says "Army of One". Troy holds it up for the world to see while nodding his head. He takes off his old shirt and puts on his new one. He thanks JTB and they shakes hands and fist bump.
JTB: There ya go, buddy. That's for you. Enjoy the extra income cause it all goes to you. And Bob? Congratulations on becoming the brand new Thy WWE InterNational Champion. And to celebrate, I had something special made for you...
JTB rips the cloth off of the stand to reveal a glass case. Inside the case is a new IN Title. A custom made Thy WWE IN Championship. It has custom side plates, and plenty of gold and diamonds. Bob Cena's eyes light up when he sees it. A big smile on his face. JTB takes it out of the case. Bob looks at the old version of the IN Title and tosses it aside before JTB wraps the new custom-made IN Title around Cena's waist and snapped it on tight.
JTB: Ladies and gentlemen, the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion... BOOOOB CENA! You earned it man. You deserve this.
Bob Cena nods his head in agreement as the two share a bro-hug.
JTB: And, now... last and certainly not least - Triana. We didn't get to spend Christmas together. None of us did. But, that doesn't mean that Christmas can't come a little late for the New Age! Triana... I always wanted to give you the world, and now I have that power.
Triana's eyes start to get wide. Could it be?
JTB: That's exactly what I am going to give you, Tri. Because in two shows on Thy WWE: RAW 155, the Thy WWE Champion, Blade LaVigne or Christian Knight, will be defending the World Title... AGAINST TRIANA!
Phil Latio: Oh my God! What an announcement!
Don Chuckles: The greatest gift of all in this industry, Latio! What a human being JTB is! Take notes.
Triana jumps up for joy as she gives JTB a great big hug. Bob Cena and Troy Motor both share glances but then applaud. Triana starts to smother JTB with tiny kisses while he holds her up with one arm.
JTB: That's right! Triana is the number one contender! And, in two weeks, you'll all be looking at the first ever woman to become the Thy WWE World Champion! Now, let's get this show on the road!
The crowd is deafening with their hatred for the New Age and this latest announcement. JTB holds the ropes open for Triana as she skips down the steps and up the ramp, genuinely ecstatic after receiving JTB's gift or a Title match. The New Age stands at the top of the ramp as one, joined together with their arms high in the air.
Phil Latio: This is huge, Don! What an amazing opportunity. Triana has the chance to make history! Never before has a female competitor been crowned the Thy WWE World Champion!
Don Chuckles: That's right and it goes down at RAW 155!
Phil Latio: Well, we still have a huge main event tonight, as well as an InterNational Championship rematch from Anarchy to get to!
Don Chuckles: We could see two brand new champions crowned in The Bastard's first night ever on the job!
Phil Latio: Right you are, Don, but we have to take a break. Stay tuned! Triana vs "The Natural One" is next!
Don Chuckles: After a huge victory over FEAR at Anarchy, Triana is looking to keep the ball rolling tonight! A win over Mr. Money in the Bank would be huge!
Phil Latio: Let's get started!
Match One: Triana vs Robert Garrett
"My Way" by Limp Bizkit hits and the fans greet Garrett with a mostly negative reaction.
He strolls out from the back wearing an expensive looking sport coat with no shirt on underneath. Robert is holding the MITB briefcase. His hair is slicked back and he is sporting a pair of Bentley Platinum sunglasses. He walks down the ramp while carrying some head shots of himself. The camera zooms in to see that they are all autographed head shots of "The Natural One" himself.
Steve Cruise: Now on his way to the ring, fighting out of Los Angeles, California. He is the Natural One, ROBERT GARRETTTTTTT
Garrett makes his way up the steps and stops. he turns and tosses the head shots up in the air and in to the crowd. The crowd boos and a lot of them rip them up, or throw them back.
Garrett looks annoyed and yells, "Hey! Those are priceless!" He then smirks and enters the ring, heads to the corner and poses while looking over his shades at the crowd.
U + Ur Hand by Pink begins to play as Triana comes out from the back.
Triana makes her way down the ramp and stops at the ring.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent, weighing in at 121lbs....From Miami, Florida.....former Intercontinental Champion....TRIANAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!
She heaves herself up and rolls under the bottom rope.
After getting into the ring her makes her way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits in her respective turnbuckle as she awaits for the referee to signal for the bell. Garrett hands a crew member his MITB.
The referee then signals for the bell to be rung and for this match to go underway.
DING DING DING
Triana extends her hand as Garrett looks on cautiously.
Garrett reaches out and grabs Triana's hand, only to be dropped wih a hard left punch from Triana. Triana begins to put the boots into Garrett until the official separates them. Garrett rolls to the outside of the ring, Triana grins arrogantly.
She begins to laugh at Robert as the referee begins to count him out.
Phil Latio: What a coward! Get back into the ring!
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The referee warns Garrett that he'll be counted out and Robert slides back into the ring.
Triana runs at Garrett but Garrett takes her down.
Triana tries to cover up as Garrett rains down on her with closed fists and hard elbow strikes. Robert regains his vertical base as he lifts Triana off of the ground. He kicks her in the stomach and irish whips her into the turnbuckle. Garrett runs at Triana, and looks for a corner clothesline but no, Triana ducks out of the way and Garrett runs chest first into the turnbuckle. Garrett turns around as Triana drop kicks him back into the turnbuckle.
Triana begins to force her foot into the gut of Garrett. She then drags him into the middle of the ring and kicks him in the stomach. Triana connects with a snap suplex!
Triana goes for the cover.
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Garrett throws his shoulder up!
Don Chuckles: Triana knows its going to take more than that to keep down Mr. Money in the Bank!
Triana pulls Robert up to his feet, then drops him again with a swinging neckbreaker.
Triana goes for another cover.
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: Not even close Don!
Triana gives Garrett a kick in the ribs and steps out onto the ring apron. She begins the climb to the top turnbuckle when Robert springs to his feet and throws a Bicycle Kick to the side of Triana's head!
Triana teeters uneasily on the tope rope as Garrett elevates himself into the air and brings Triana to the mat with a huge Suplex!
Don Chuckles: What a turn around Phil! Robert could win this!
Both superstars are down on the mat and begin to stir. Both make it to their feet groggily and begin to exchange lefts and rights. Robert gains the upper hand and rushes towards the ropes, bouncing off but is leveled with a huge Hurricanrana from Triana! The crowd erupts as Triana pushes himself to finish the match. Triana looks at the crowd and points to the top turnbuckle. Holding her head, she hops over the ropes and ascends to the top rope.
Phil Latio: Triana may be looking for the First impressions!
Triana poses for the crowd and is about to perform the First Impression, when Garrett slides out of the ring. Garrett grabs his MITB briefcase and jumps the barrier, going through the crowd and leaving the match.
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Garrett: You can have this victory! I have more important things to do!
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The official rings the bell as Triana jumps down from the turnbuckle and kicks the mat.
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner by count out, TRIANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Winner of the Match: Triana
Phil Latio: I must say, what a match! Garrett left the match right before Triana could end it!
Don Chuckles: He's a coward! What could he have ment by, "more important things to do"?
Phil Latio: No clue Don but let's go to commercial!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back as the ring is lit by a single spotlight, an almost eerie bluish glow.
Troy sits on a chair in the center of the ring, his elbows rest on his knees, a microphone in one hand. He's staring intensely at the ring mat. He slowly raises the mic to his mouth.
"I defeated a Hall of Famer."
Troy is speaking in a monotone voice, his eyes still intensely on the ring.
"I nearly killed myself to beat that Hall of Famer. Beno.
I faced him in the greatest match of my career, and I defeated him, by God. Fueled by the thirst for revenge, fueled by hatred I could feel physically pool in my gut. I felt legitimate joy as I Jackknife power-bombed Beno through the roof of the cell. I pinned him. I felt vindicated.
And then it all stopped."
Troy lifts his eyes to the camera.
"I fell back to being a loser. The weak link of the New Age.
I..... I won for nothing. I was defeated precisely two times in my pursuit of the International Championship.
Two times I hung my head in defeat as I walked from this very ring to backstage. Who would've thought?"
Troy laughs bitterly.
"I had the match of my career, the greatest moment of my life so far. And all of that happiness..... snuffed out like a candle in the dark. Last night at Anarchy, the final nail in my coffin was the match ending.... and my hand not being raised in victory."
Troy grows agitated. He stands up and starts pacing.
"I'm proud of Bob. If he's not the greatest wrestler we have today, he's one of 'em. But I'm jealous. I'm jealous because Bob has gold and I don't. I want that title. God, I want that title. It's all I think about. But I failed.
I truly failed."
Troy pauses in his pacing, looking out into the crowd. He raises the mic to begin speaking again, but the lights in the arena cut out. Childlike giggling is heard, and suddenly the sound of a roaring wind is heard. This goes on for a few long moments, before all sound cuts out and all that can be heard is the nearly silent crowd.
After a few moments, we see light- a lantern flares up brightly in the center of the ring, a bright white light that seems to be swirling slightly. We see Troy staring wide eyed at the sudden appearance of the lantern.
"You are lost."
A drop, Southern-accented voice says suddenly, echoing all over the arena.
"You are lost, but you will find us. Your false brothers will plead you to stay, so they can use you some more- do not let them. Troy Motor, you will know where to find us. All you have to do, is follow.... the buzzards."
The bright lantern cuts off, bathing the arena in darkness yet again. The lights then switch back on, and the lantern is gone. Troy is staring at the place where it once was, the same shocked, wide eyed expression on his face. He looks around at the confused and equally shocked crowd, before dropping his microphone and climbing out of the ring. His walk up the ramp is slow, and he doesn't take time to look at the crowd.
Troy just stares blankly ahead, and leaves via the stage.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
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Phil Latio: What in the world was that?! But never the less, coming up next is our rematch from Anarchy. The Thy WWE is on the line! Bob Cena defends his newly won championship against the man whom he defeated to earn said championship, "The British Brawler" Zak Shields!
Don Chuckles: These two have gone head to head on multiple occasions.
Phil Latio: Right you are, Don, and no matter how you look at it, each time these two men meet inside the squared circle, it's a toss up as to who could come out on top. Flip a coin. On any given night, Zak Shields could come out with the win, or Bob Cena. These two men are so equally matched!
Don Chuckles: I beg to differ, Latio. Any victory that Zak Shields has gotten over Bob Cena was either a fluke, or he just caught Bob Cena off his guard by nefarious means.
Phil Latio: Nefarious means, Don? Bob Cena is a master of nefarious means!
Don Chuckles: Well, when you're engaged in constant battle with a snake like Zak Shields, you have to come up with ways out-fox him. Zak Shields will stop at nothing to get back that Thy WWE InterNational Championship, and Bob Cena will stop at nothing to make sure it stays around his own waist. And after JTB gave him that brand new custom plated title, Bob Cena isn't gonna go down that easily!
Match Two: Zak Shields vs Bob Cena (c)
Thy WWE InterNational Title
The crowd roars as the opening lick kicks in during Gunsn' Roses' "Sweet Child o' Mine" At the end of the intro, as soon as the drums kick in, Zak Shields bursts in on the scene through the curtain. The crowd crowd goes nuts as Zak Shields walks to the side of the stage, raises his arms up to the crowd, yelling at them to make some noise. Zak then stands at the top of the ramp and points to the ring.
Steve Cruise: Introducing first, the challenger, from Leeds, England, and weigning in at two hundred, twenty-seven pounds... The British Brawler... ZAK SHIIIIIEEEEELDS!
Zak makes his way to the ring, slapping hands with a few fans at ringside. He walks up the steps then does a title gesture at his waist, and yells, "It's coming back!" to support from the crowd. Then, with a slight bounce in his step, Zak enters the ring through the ropes and runs to the corner, jumps up to the second turnbuckle, and holds his arms up. The crowd roars and flash bulbs go off through out the arena. Zak then removes his "British Brawler" hoodie and tosses it to the crowd. Zak then jumps down and stands in his corner, waiting for the Thy WWE InterNational Champion, Bob Cena.
The crowd switch on a dime and greet the newly crowned IN Champion with venom once "Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example hits the PA system.. The fans in Orlando are attempting to boo Bob Cena out of the entire state of Florida.Cena walks out from the back with his back turned to the fans and his arms out to his sides. Cena is wearing his red zip-up hoodie that simple reads, "Cena" on the back. Cena then turns around to reveal his new custom Thy WWE InterNational Championship as the booing from the crowd in attendance increases. Cena makes his way down, throwing as many obscenities at the crowd as they throw at him. Then, Cena stops at the bottom of the ramp and gets down on his knees with his arms out again, looking up to the rafters. Cena shouts out, "BEST IN THE FUCKING WORLD!" as the crowd boos even louder. Cena jumps back up to his feet and unzips his hoodie while walking around the ring to the announce table. Cena then removes his hoodie and tosses it at the time keeper's face. Cena chuckles a little bit.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent... From Belfast, Ireland, and weighing in tonight at two hundred, thirty pounds... He is the Thy WWE IterNational Champion... He is BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB... CEEEEENA!
Bob Cena then slides in to the ring under the ropes while unsnapping his IN Title. Cena gets to his feet then holds his new Championship above his head while getting in to Zak's face and talking some smack. Zak Shield's talks trash right back to Cena, and the two of them are almost at blows. The ref tries to get in between the two, and Cena tosses the belt at the ref, distracting him so that Cena can rake the eyes of Zak Shields. The ref quickly holds the title above his head to signify that this is indeed a title match, then reluctantly calls for the bell as Cena takes an early advantage pounding away at Zak in the corner to boos.
***DING DING DING***
Phil Latio: Bob Cena taking an early advantage here, and we've all come to expect that sort of behavior from him, haven't we, Don?
Don Chuckles: I can't blame the guy, Latio. You know Zak Shields was gonna try the exact same thing. Cena was just quicker on the draw.
Phil Latio: Look at Bob Cena hammering away on Zak's skull with those wicked lefts and rights. You know, I really thought Bob Cena had made a change for the better before Anarchy. But, it was all just one big lie. The New Age were never at odds. They were never broken up! And because of them, Vince McMahon is gone. Damn Bob Cena and the rest of the damn New Age!
Don Chuckles: I dunno what you're talking about, Latio, but from what I saw, the New Age was broken up! But, they're bond as a group, and their bonds as friend didn't allow it be thrown out the window because of some petty disagreement. The New Age is unlike any group that we've seen before in Thy WWE. They aren't driven by greed. They aren't drievn by ego. they truly want what's best for this company, and this business. Look at this!
Bob Cena starts to choke Zak in the corner with his boot as the ref steps in to try to break the illegal choke. He counts to four and Cena backs off, taunting the crowd as they respond with hatred. Cena grabs Zak by the head and pulls him up, dropping him with a neckbreaker. Then Cena stands up again and taunts the crowd.
Phil Latio: Bob Cena really should keep his focus on Zak Shields here. He should know better than this. These two men know each other so well. Former friends turned enemies. Bob cena even had a rivalry with Zak Shields' mentor, Bret "The Hitman" Hart at one point.
Don Chuckles: Yeah, and he beat him! And Zak Shields had a feud with Bret Hart as well after he turned on him! That goes to show you what type of a man Zak Shields really is. he beat the living crap out of Bret Hart, his own mentor. If it wasn't for Bret Hart, Zak Shields would be nothing! Not that I'm complaining, I never liked Bret Hart, but the proof is in the pudding.
Bob Cena has Zak up, and hits a European uppercut, but Zak fires back with one of his own. the two of them start to trade European uppercuts, each one hitting harder than the last as the crowd starts to buzz. Zak hits one that causes Cena to stumble. Cena shakes his head then runs and bounces off the ropes, but Zak ctaches him on the rebound, lifting him high in the air and rocking Cena with huge European uppercut out of mid-air.
Phil Latio: That's why they call him the British Brawler, Don!
Now, Zak takes his turn pandering to the crowd.
Don Chuckles: And that's why I call Zak Shields a piece of crap! Look at him gloating like that. If you want to win that title back you have stay on your opponent, you idiot!
Zak turns back to Cena who rolls out of the ring. Cena says that he's had enough and starts to leave!
Phil Latio: Hey, wait a minute! Get back in there!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, good! Zak Shields doesn't deserve this title shot anyway!
The ref starts to count Bob Cena out, but Zak Shields isn't an idiot as he quickly runs up the ramp and clubs Cena across the back. Zak then slams Cena in to the entrance way barricade as Cena yells out in pain. Zak grabs Cena and hooks him, lifts him up, and drops him with a hard vertical suplex on the ramp. The ref has reached five now in his ten-count as Cena starts to crawl away from Zak in agony. Zak grabs Cena at ringside and slams Cena face first on to the steel steps. Zak then rolls in to the ring, then back up to break the count. The ref starts over at one as Zak runs and drives a knee in to the face of Bob Cena who was sitting with his back against the steel steps.
Phil Latio: Oh, what a brutal knee to the face! These guys know what it takes to hold each other down, and it isn't pretty!
Don Chuckles: Zak Shields is a damn coward using his environment as a weapon like this. Suplex on the steel ramp. Slamming Cena's face in to the steel steps, and now this? He's a disgrace!
Zak reacts to a "Let's go Zak!" chant then turns back to Cena. Zak pulls Cena up and then lifts Cena up on to his shoulders as the ref has reached five again. Zak goes to ram Cena face first in to the ring post, but Cena wiggles out and shoves Zak skull first in to the ring post.
Don Chuckles: There ya go, Bob! Use that ring post as a weapon! That should do the trick!
Phil Latio: And Zak Shields is down! Both men are in danger of being counted out here!
Cena then grabs Zak and Irish whips him shoulder first in to the steel steps, sending the steps flying. The ref has reached eight. Cena decides that he doesn't want to take the easy way out and rolls Zak back in to the ring. Cena rolls in to the ring at the count of nine. Then Cena pulls Zak up, and lifts him up on his shoulders...
Phil Latio: Bob Cena looking to end it all right here!
Don Chuckles: Here we go, Bob. Finish him off!
Bob Cena then flips Zak off of his shoulders with an F-U..
But Zak lands on his feet! Quick roll up by Zak Shields for the cover!
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Don Chuckles: WHAT?
Phil Latio: New Champion! New Champion!
***DING DING DING***
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner, and the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion.... ZAK SHIIIIEEEELDS!
Winner and NEW IN Champion: Zak Shields
Bob Cena is freaking out. He's pleading with the ref, saying that he got his shoulder up, but the ref will have none of it.
Phil Latio: With a roll up after reversing the F-U, Zak Shields has regained the InterNational Championship! He's now a two-time IN Champion!
Don Chuckles: NO! It can't be! Cena got his shoulder up!
Zak Shields accepts the In Championship from the ref and gets up in the corner as Cena watches on from across the ring, almost panicking. Then Bob Cena snaps and runs across the ring, attacking Zak from behind. Zak falls off the turnbuckle, and Cena starts to stomp away at him. Zak drops the title and Cena picks it up. Cena with a vicious shot to the head with the IN Title and Zak is laid out.
Phil Latio: You lost fair and square, dammit!
Don Chuckles: yeah, take that cheater out, Cena. Him and that ref were probably in cahoots together!
Cena then leaves the ring and grabs his hoodie and rolls back in to the ring. Cena then shakes the hoodie and a chain falls out of one of the pockets. Bob Cena wraps the chain around the throat of Zak Shields, and locking in an STF.
Phil Latio: And Bob Cena has Zak Shield in the damn Chain-Lock Choke! This is sick!
Don Chuckles: Choke him out, Cena! He doesn't deserve your championship!
After a few seconds, Cena let's go of the hold and shoves the ref down on his rear end.
Phil Latio: Zak Shields has just been choked the hell out by Bob Cena and that damned chain!
Don Chuckles: Well, that's what happens when you steal a man's championship.
Phil Latio: STEAL!? Zak Shields won that match fair and square!
Don Chuckles: Not the way I...
Phil Latio: Wait a minute, now, is that...? Could it be?
Don Chuckles: It is, Latio! Mr. money in the Bank! The Star! The Natural One!
Robert Garrett runs out on to the stage holding the Money in the Bank briefcase. The crowd boo as Garrett runs down the ramp and slides in to the ring as Cena slides out, watching, and looking extremely angry.
Phil Latio: Oh no, come on Garrett, don't do it like this! Don't take the easy road!
Don Chuckles: Do it, Garrett!
Garrett shoves the case in to the chest of the ref. The ref holds the case up and calls for the bell.
***DING DING DING***
Phil Latio: DAMN IT! The man is out cold for Christ's sake!
Don Chuckles: Finish him quick, Garrett!
Garrett pulls Zak Shields upand lifts him with a back suplex, then effortlessly transitions in to a cutter.
Phil Latio: Natural Selection from Robert Garrett, and there's no way that Zak Shields is going to kick out of this.
Don Chuckles: Yes! Garrett with the cover!
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***DING DING DING***
Phil Latio: This is disgusting.
Don Chuckles: New Champion, Latio! New Champion!
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner, and the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion... "The Natural One"... ROBERT GARRETT!
Winner and NEW IN Champion: ROBERT GARRETT
Garrett starts to celebrate like crazy in the middle of the ring as EMTs rush to ringside to check on Zak Shields. They gets him out of the ring as Bob Cena watches Garrett celebrate from ringside with a look of disgust on his face.
Don Chuckles: Robert Garrett with his first singles title win here in Thy WWE. What a feeling that must be, Latio!
Phil Latio: Zak Shields was defenseless! In no way should Robert Garrett be proud of himself tonight. In no way!
The crowd give Garrett a mixed reaction as he holds the title up, but then the place gets unhinged when the voice of Thy WWE Owner and CEO interrupts the celebration.
JTB: Well, I guess congratulations are in order, Mr. Garrett. Congratulations! You are the brand new Thy WWE InterNational Champion!
The crowd react mixed once again as Garrett nods his head and starts to celebrate again. Cena looks up at JTB as if to sk "What the hell, man?"
JTB: Oh, yeah, but Mr. Garrett... Here in Thy WWE and in most wrestling companies across the globe, we have a little thing called a "rematch clause".
Phil Latio: Zak Shields gets a rematch?
JTB: And Bob Cena is entitled to a rematch, Mr. Garrett.
Robert Garrett looks up at JTB with his eyes wide, yelling "I'll kick his ass, too!"
JTB: And, guest what... That rematch happens... RIGHT NOW! Ring the bell, ref!
***DING DING DING***
Robert Garrett is still a little confused as Bob Cena slides in to the ring. He spins Garrett around, lifts him up, and drops him with the F-U! Cena covers...
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3!
***DING DING DING***
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner, and the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion... BOOOOOOB CEEEEEENA!
Winner and NEW IN Champion: Bob Cena
Phil Latio: What in the hell did we just witness?
Don Chuckles: HAHAHAHA! NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION! That's amazing!
JTB laughs from the ramp and leaves as Bob Cena stands over Robert Garrett who is still in shock from the surprise attack from Cena. Cena holds the title above his head while the crowd reign down on him with boos. Some of them are throwing trash in to the ring as Cena stares in to the hard camera. He then wipes his feet in the direction of Robert Garrett and leaves the ring, heading up the ramp, and posing at the top. We see a shot of Zak Shields sitting up at ringside, demanding that the EMTs leave him alone. Then we see a shot of Garrett in the ring, trying to pull himself up while looking up at Cena, and yelling "That's my title! THAT'S MY TITLE!"
Phil Latio: What about Zak Shields' rematch? Technically he was the Champion!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, for, like, five seconds!
Phil Latio: And what about Garrett? Does he gets his rematch? JTB said it himself... here in Thy WWE we have a thing called the "rematch clause". Is he going to stay true to his word, or what?
Don Chuckles: Who cares, Latio? Bob Cena is a two-time InterNational Champion. He walked in with the belt, and now he's walking out with it. That's all that matters, and on JTB's first night on the job we've already had not one, not two, but three new champions crowned! Could see see a grand-slam? Is Christian Knight going to leave Orlando with Blade LaVigne's World Title?
Phil Latio: All those questions and more will be answered after the break. The main event is next!
The shows cuts to commercial as we Cena at the top of the ramp with a smug look on his face while holding the IN Title high.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
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Phil Latio: Folks, it's time for our main event! This is the last match Vince McMahon booked before stepping down, and what a match it is! Blade LaVigne defends against former General Manager, and former World Champion, Christian Knight.
Don Chuckles: Is Christian Knight the guy to get the title out of the hands of Blade LaVigne? I sure hope so!
Phil Latio: And don't forget, Don, the winner goes on to defend against Triana two RAWs from now at RAW 155.
Don Chuckles: So, I guess it doesn't really matter who takes home the gold tonight. Triana is the uncrowned champion!
The crowd greet Christian Knight with mostly cheers.
Phil Latio: Am I hearing this right, Don? Have the fans of Thy WWE forgiven Christian Knight?
Don Chuckles: I think it's more about how he hasn't been here for a long time. If you're gone for too long, people start to remember all the good things you did. But, don't let this fool you, Latio. Christian Knight is a bad man.
Phil Latio: He held the Thy WWE World Championship for over a year. Christian Knight was Kenneth Walker's opponent in that infamous match that ended up killed Ken Walker.
Don Chuckles: That's right. Christian Knight is a murderer, and Blade LaVigne may be next on his list.
Phil Latio: A lot of people - me being one of them - believe that that was an accident. Christian Knight never intended on killing Kenneth Walker.
Don Chuckles: Well, if you thought Vince McMahon was bad, be thankful you weren't a fan when Christian Knight was running the company.
Phil Latio: Christian Knight was one of the best General Manager's that we've ever had, Don. He bled for this company. He did whatever he could to make this place better, and to help it run smoothly. You can take all the nasty things that he did during his in-ring career, but you can't take away any of the things that he did for Thy WWE.
Main Event: Christian Knight vs Blade "The Future" LaVigne (c)
Thy WWE World Title
Christian Knights walks out on to the stage looking around the arena at the crowd. Not showing any emotion, and not even really acknowledging the crowd, Knight starts to make his way down the ramp. He gets to ringside and gets up on to the apron, staring daggers in to the hard camera before entering the ring via through the ropes. Knight then stands in the center of the ring with his arms in the air looking around at the fans at ringside.
The roof blows off the place as Blade Lavigne walks out from the back wearing the Thy WWE World Championship around his waist.
Phil Latio: Here he is, a man stuck in the middle of a war for power and control!
Don Chuckles: That war is over, Latio, and now it's only a matter of time before Blade LaVigne loses that World Title.
Blade nods his head and slaps the World Title before removing it from his waist, and draping it over his shoulder while making his way down the ramp. Blade stomps up the steps and gets up on the outside of the turnbuckle, posing with the title as the crowd cheers and all take pictures. Flash bulbs fill the arena, lighting it up even more for a split second at a time. Blade hops in to the ring and him and Knight share a stare down.
Phil Latio: This has been in the making for close to two years. Christian Knight finally gets his rematch!
Don Chuckles: How the hell does these fans still like Blade LaVigne so much? Aren't they tired of seeing him walk around like he owns the place with that World Title?
Phil Latio: He has remained Champion because he won't give up. He won't give in to the pressure of being Champion. Inside and outside the ring, Blade LaVigne represents what a true Champion should be. He does everything for this company, and even now with Vince McMahon gone, Blade LaVigne is still here, willing to defend the place from the New Age.
Don Chuckles: But, why? Why does Thy WWE need to defended? From who? The New Age? Cause it looks like things are running perfectly fine right now. The New Age needs to defend us from Blade LaVigne is what I say!
Blade and Knight have gone to their corners and Steve Cruise is standing by for the intros.
Steve Cruise: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. It the main event of the evening and it for the Thy WWE WORLD Heavyweight Championship.
YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Steve Cruise: Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington, and weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds, Christiiiaaaannnn KNIGHT!
A solid mix of cheers and boos are directed toward Christian Knight. It doesn't bother him, though.He's here to win back the World Title, not get friendly with the fans.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent, hailing from Gladstone, Michigan, and weighing in at two hundred fifty-five pounds... he is the reigning and defending Thy WWE World Heavyweight Champion, "The Future" BLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAADE LAAAAAAAVIGNE!
The crowd pops big time, but there are quite a few Christian Knights fans in attendance who try to drown them out.
Don Chuckles: Even his nickname is old and tired. The Future. It's been the future for so long now. Enough is enough!
Phil Latio: I'm starting to think that Blade LaVigne will stay Champion for years to come! People are just jealous of his success in this business. I have a feeling you might be one of them, Don.
Don Chuckles: Excuse me? I am not jealous! I just get sick and ti...
Phil Latio: This match is about to begin, folks!
The ref calls for the bell...
***DING DING DING***
Blade and Knight circle to start the match. Elbow and collar tie up to start. Blade grabs Knight by the head and wrenches with a side head lock, then Blade chains it in to a hammerlock. Christian Knight - having the ring awareness that he does - quickly reaches out and grabs the top rope. The ref steps in demanding that Blade let go. Blade does with out a fuss, and Knight drives the tip of his elbow right into the eye of Blade LaVigne. Blade yells out in pain and goes down to one knee as Christian Knight stomps him in the back of the head. Blade tries to rub the vision back in to his eye, but Knight stays on top of him. Knight pulls Blade up and starts to give him some wicked chops in the corner as the crowd "WOO"s along with each thunderous smack of palm on skin. Knight then whips Blade hard across the ring in to the corner. Blade hits the turnbuckle and stumbles out in to a deep arm drag from Christian Knight. Blade back up and gets arm dragged down again. Blade back up, looks for a wild right hand and Knight ducks, grabs Blade under the arms and connects with an inverted atomic drop. Blade doesn't go down until Knight forces him to go down with a real beauty of a dropkick that connects under the chin. The crowd applaud Knight.
"YOU STILL GOT IT!" *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Blade rolls to the corner and starts to pull him self up. Knight cuts him off with a jumping clothesline to the corner. Then Knight grabs Blade's face and drives his elbow down in Blade's eye once again. the crowd begins to boo a little bit now as Blade shakes his head in pain, checking his eyes for blood as Christian Knight stalks him around the ring. Knight grabs Blade by the hair while Blade in down on one knee. Blade tries to fire back up with elbows to the gut of Knight, but Knight puts a stop to that quickly by raking the eyes of Blade. The ref's like "Hey, man, wtf?" and Knight pushes passed him. Knight slams Blade face first in to the corner then starts to hammer away with rights and lefts to the mid-section. Then he tosses Blade out of the corner, and as Blade falls to the mat on his back clutching his stomach, Christian Knight gets up to the second turnbuckle and jumps off with a diving forearm to the face of Blade LaVigne. Cover by Knight...
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Kickout.
Phil Latio: Christian Knight is in full control here after those various short cuts.
Don Chuckles: Christian Knight hasn't changed one bit.
Knight grabs Blade and locks in a rear chin lock, every now and then he rakes the face and the eyes of Blade when the ref is re-positioning himself. Then Knight switches and wraps his legs around Blade's head from behind and starts to pound away on his skull with his right fist. Then Knight gets up, bounces off the ropes and jumps up in to the air, driving a knee in to the heart of Blade LaVigne. Another cover from Knight...
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Kickout.
Christian Knight quickly grabs Blade's head and locks in the chin lock once again as the crowd begins to boo.
Phil Latio: There is a method to the madness, Don. He's like a surgeon, focusing on specific points of Blade LaVigne's body. Firmly controlling the pace of this match.
Don Chuckles: Yes. It seems as if Christian Knight hasn't missed a step in this, his return match up in Thy WWE.
The fans start to chant for Blade now as he tries to use them to fire himself up. he gets to his feet as Knight tries to keep him down. Sot to the gut from Blade, then another. Then he sends Knight in to the ropes. Knight bounces off and ducks a clothesline attempt from Blade. Off the ropes again and duck a back elbow this time. Knight off the ropes a third time and this time Blade goes for a clothesline, and Knight jumps up, grabs it in mid-air and flips Blade over on to his back in to an arm bar submission.
Phil Latio: The Cross-Over! Christian Knight has Blade locked in the Cross-Over!
Don Chuckles: And Blade's got nowhere to go!
Knight wrenches on it and Blade desperately tries to pull free. Then Knight starts to stomp Blade in the face with his heels. Knight's heels connected with the eye of Blade. The ref won't allow the hold to continue due to the illegal attack on the eyes from Knight. Knight quickly gets up, releasing the hold, and drops an elbow to Blade's chest, then wraps up Blade's arm and grabs the back on his head, locking in the Anaconda Vice. Blade screams as the crowd looking on is almost in shock.
Phil Latio: If this continue's then we're all looking at a new World Champion!
Don Chuckles: And it's about damn time, too!
Blade reaches out with his free arm but there's nothing to grab. Except for Christian Knight's hair. Blade has a handful of Knight's hair and yanks Knight's head back. Then he drives a knee in to the back of Knight's skull. Then another, and another until Knight breaks the hold. Blade gets up as the crowd starts to rally behind him. Knight gets up holding the back of his head. He turn and is met by a charging Blade who drops him with a running big boot square in the face. The crowd pops as Christian Knight rolls out of the ring. But Blade won't let him have any time. Blade bounces off the ropes and then dives through the other side. Taking Knight out at ringside. The crowd are buzzing again as Blade rolls Knight back in to the ring. Knights asks for a time out but Blade stomps him in the chest in the corner then stomps a few more times for good measure. Blade then drags Knight out by the leg and drops an elbow to the inside of the knee. Then he stomps Knight's knee, and drops another elbow. then Blade goes to lock in a sharpshooter, but Knight has it well-scouted and shoves Blade off of him. Blade turns back and flat foot boots Knight in the face. The crowd "OOOH"s as Blade covers...
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Kickout.
Blade back up, rubbing hi eye, and pulls Knight up. Blade picks Knight up and drops him spine first across the knee with a hard backbreaker. But Blade doesn't drop Knight. he lifts him back up and drops him with a side walk slam this time. Blade hooks the leg...
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Kickout.
Blade back up, and he has Knight by the back of the neck and sends him to the corner. Jumping forearm to the face of Knight. Then Blade sets up Knight for a running powerbomb. Blade lifts Knight up on to his shoulders and starts to run across the ring, just before Blade goes to drop Knight, Knight jumps off of Blade's shoulders. Blade stops himself from hitting the corner and when he turns around, he turns right in to a Lights Out superkick from Christian Knight as the crowd goes crazy. Blade is laid out as Christian Knight falls to the mat as well.
Phil Latio: Lights Out! And if Christian Knight can cover Blade LaVigne we'll have a new Champion!
Don Chuckles: He's trying!
Knight crawls over and drapes an arm across Blade's chest and the ref gets down to count...
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: That was close, Don, and these fans are going nuts!
Don Chuckles: Christian Knight took a little too much time getting to that cover after receiving the damage from Blade. He didn't get nearly enough on that cover, either.
Knight pulls himself up and looks to go up top.
Phil Latio: We don't see Christian Knight go up top very often!
Don Chuckles: He's going to have to try something high risk if he wants to keep Blade down. But, will it pay off?
Knight is perched on the top wait as Blade struggles to his feet. Knight jumps off, looking for a missile drop kick, but Blade swats him out of the air like a fly. Knights hits chest first on the mat, and Blade grabs him and yanks him up, hooks the head and flips Knight over with a Northern Lights Suplex.
Blade bridges it in to a pinning attempt.
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Kickout!
Blade shakes his head and rubs his eyes again as he pulls Knight back up to his feet. Blade lifts Knight up on to his shoulders in to a torture rack. Blade starts racking Knight like crazy as Christian Knight is visibly in agony. Then Blade flips Knight and drops him with a thunderous brainbuster.
Phil Latio: Spiking B from the World Heavyweight Champion and this match is as good as done!
Don Chuckles: Blade with the cover now! On no!
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KICKOUT!
Christian Knight bellows "NO!" as he kicks out at the last second. Blade can't believe it. Knight struggles to to his feet again, barely able to stay standing. Blade grabs him again, and this time lifts him in to a stalling vertical suplex and then Jackhammer's him down hard to the mat. Blade hooks the leg...
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: How in the hell did Christian Knight kick out of that? Blade LaVigne had that cover on lock down!
Don Chuckles: We all know if you wanna beat Christian Knight, you have got to beat him down until he can't even move. You have to damn near kill the man!
Christian Knight is now on his back shaking his head, saying "No... No. NO! NOOOOO!" Has he starts to fire up again. He gets to his feet and Blade LaVigne crushes him with a Clothesline From Hell. Blade then signals for the Sit-Down Powerbomb as the crowd agree. But Knight is dead weight. He can't even stand on one knee after the huge clothesline from Blade LaVigne. Blade tries to hoist Knight up, but Knight won't move.
Phil Latio: All Blade has to do is hit this one move and it's over!
Don Chuckles: Blade is tired, too, Latio! Normally he'd be able to just hit his finisher, but these two have taken a lot out of each other.
Blade tries it again, but Knight just falls flat to the mat on his stomach. Blade is starting to look angry as he tries it again. This time, Christian Knight counters it by kicking his legs out and Blade can't get him up. Knight drops to one knee and low blows Blade with authority as the crowd boo. The ref is furious, but let's the match continue after warning Knight not to do anything like that again. Blade down on his knees recovering from the shot to the groin. Knights grabs Blade from behind and drops him with a Backstabber. Cover by Knight...
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KICKOUT!
Knight then rolls out of the ring to try and come up with a new strategy as Blade slowly pulls himself up. Knight slides back in to the ring. Goes for another Lights Out Superkick, but Blade catches his foot, pull Knight in and flips him over with an explosive T-Bone Suplex as the crowd go wild. Then Blade points to the top rope. He gets up there with his back to Christian Knight. Blade then gestures for the crowd to make some noise, then leaps off with a high moonsault from the top. But, Christian Knight gets his knees up! Blade rolls around the ring clutching his midsection. Knight gets on the offensive now as he drops a knee across the face of Blade. He then gets down on the mat with Blade and rakes the eyes again. He pulls Blade up and whips him in to the corner, following up with a clothesline. Then he lifts Blade up and puts him in to a tree of woe position. Knight then back off to the opposite corner then charges, leaping up and driving both feet into the upside down face of Blade LaVigne. Then Knight pulls Blade up so that Blade is sitting on the top rope. Knight then gets up there, too.
Phil Latio: What does Christian Knight have in mind here?
Don Chuckles: Both men are in a dangerous spot here, Latio. Whatever Knight has in store, it'll be the finishing blow to Blade LaVigne's championship reign!
Knight stands on the top rope, and he holds Blade standing as well. Blade is standing with his back to the ring, and Knight is facing him. Blade closer to the middle of the ring than Knight. Then Knight jumps up and over Blade's head and flips over, hooking Blade under the armpits with his legs and pulling Blade backwards off the top rope. Blade flips and lands right on his head as the crowd gasp. Knight with the cover...
Phil Latio: I've never seen a move like that in my life! It's over!
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Phil Latio: After a year long plus reign as Champion...
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Phil Latio: A new Champion is crowned here tonight!
Don Chuckles: And his name is Christian...
KICKOUT!
Don Chuckles: WHAT!?
The crowd go absolutely nuts. Christian Knight is freaking out as well, yelling in the ref's face. Knight seems to snap a little bit and he grabs Blade and flips him over and locks on the Cross Over again. Knight has it locked in in the center of the ring. Nowhere to go for Blade LaVigne. He wrenches back on the arm of Blade. The crowd starts to will Blade, screaming at him not to tap out. Blade struggles and squirms back can't break free.
Phil Latio: He's going to tap! Blade is going to tap!
Don Chuckles: It's about time Knight put this whole thing to bed!
Blade starts to almost roar as he uses all of his strength to begin to stand up out of the submission attempt.
Phil Latio: I can't believe what I'm seeing, Don! The sheer will of Blade LaVigne! He's almost super-human!
Don Chuckles: Aw, come on, Knight.
The crowd switch to boo-mode as JTB and Triana and Steve Blackman appear at the top of the stage.
Don Chuckles: Oh, thank God, it's the boss. He'll save this!
Phil Latio: What the hell does he want? He's done enough tonight!
Blade is standing now and he hoists Knight up...
Phil Latio: Blade has Knight up, does he have enough strength to hit it?
Sit-down Powerbomb from Blade LaVigne, and he covers as JTB, Triana, and Blackman run to the ring.
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JTB PULLS THE REF OUT OF THE RING AND PUNCHES HIM IN THE FACE!
The crowd are pissed! JTB, Triana , and Blackman slide in to the ring and start to attack both Knight and Blade.
Phil Latio: That son of a bitch ruined an amazing main event! Why? Just to make it all about him?
Don Chuckles: Maybe we were running out of time?
Phil Latio: Blade had that match won! And I forgot about Steve Blackman, too. He's got that black duffle-bag with him. Triana has that damn baseball bat, and she's using it on Blade LaVigne, trying to soften him up for RAW 155!
Triana drives the bat in to the gut of Blade as Steve Blackman lays Knight out with a hard Pump Kick. Both Blade and Knight are down as JTB demands a mic. The crowd is trying to drown him out with boos. JTB is frothing at the mouth, yelling...
JTB: THIS IS MY SHOW! MY RING! AND MY GOD DAMN MAIN EVENT! I CALL THE SHOTS AND I MAKE THE GOD DAMN MAIN EVENTS! NOT VINCE MCMAHON! NOT THIS PIECE OF TRASH...
JTB stomps Blade in the face.
JTB: OR THIS PIECE OF TRASH!
JTB then stomps Knight in the face.
JTB: Oh, and Christian, remember when I said that after tonight, you'd never wrestle in Thy WWE again?
Triana starts to get up to the top rope.
JTB: I wasn't lying, old man. Because, Christian Knight, I only have one thing to say to you...
Blackman pulls Knight up, and props him up. JTB grabs Knight and lifts him in to a vertical suplex. Triana jumps off the top rope and the two of them lay out Knight with the Spike Skrewdriver. JTB looks down at Christian Knight.
JTB: You're fired.
Phil Latio: What? No! You can't do that!
Don Chuckles: He can do whatever he damn well pleases, Latio. You're lucky he doesn't fire you!
JTB: Blaclie, get the paint.
Steve Blackman exits the ring. Blade LaVigne attacks JTB, hammering away at him. Triana tries to attack, but Blade lays her out. Blackman back in, and Blade clotheslines him out of the ring. JTB exits the ring, not wanting to get involved with Blade face to face. Triana gets out and stands beside him, almost hissing at Blade. Blade goes to check on Knight, then calls for help from the back. EMTs run out, but Troy Motor and Bob Cena run out after them, taking them all out at ringside. Then the New Age regroups at ring side. Blade LaVigne is standing over Christian Knight, almost like a human shield. Blackman enters the ring and charges. Blade knocks him down, and Cena attacks him from behind. Troy takes out Blade's legs and the three of them are laying the boots to Blade in the corner. Once JTB is sure that Blade is out of the picture, he goes in to Blackman's black bag and pulls out a can of blood red spray paint. he rolls in to the ring, as does Triana. JTB then proceeds to spray paint "JTB" on the back of Christian Knight as the fans let their disapproval be heard. Then Triana grabs the paint and paints on a happy face as she laughs at their handy work. JTB then turns to Blade who was forced to watch on and be helpless to stop it.
JTB: You're next!
Then the roof blows off the place as Zak Shields comes running out. Robert Garrett runs out as well to an amazing reaction from the crowd. They hit the ring, and the New Age quickly roll out of the ring, and start to make their way up the ramp, all smiles and laughing.
Phil Latio: This is absolutely sickening! After all Christian Knight has done for this company... he has to go out like this?
Don Chuckles: How about a little taste of his own medicine, Latio? You ever think of that?
Phil Latio: Christian Knight needs some serious medical attention, but the damn New Age took out the EMTs!
We see a shot of the New Age standing at the top of the ramp. Zak Shields is standing in the ring while Garrett is standing at the bottom of the ramp, yelling up at the New Age. Blade is furious as he continues to check on Christian Knight.
Phil Latio: Well, we had an excellent main event going on until that dirty bastard, JTB, had to come out and ruin everything. And, Blade Lavigne, being the man that he is, is trying to help his former rival, Christian Knight. They may not like each other, or agree with each other's tactics, but they damn sure respect each other, and it's a damn shame that it had to happen like this. Damn them all!
The show ends as we see Christian Knight sit up as the crowd roars.
We hear a "Thank you, Christian" chant from the smarks at ringside, and the Thy WWE logo appears on the bottom left corner of the screen before the show fades to black.
END OF SHOW
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***RECAP***
New Age Segment
Triana over Robert Garrett via Count Out
Troy Motor Segment
Zak Shields over Bob Cena
Robert Garrett over Zak Shields
Bob Cena over Robert Garrett
Bob Cena ends RAW 153 has IN Champion
Blade LaVigne over Christian Knight via DQ
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Make sure to leave a comment ad a new card will be posted tomorrow night!
RAW 153
Live From: Amway Center, Orlando, FL
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The show starts off with an eruption of fireworks, and shots of the crowd freaking out while the Thy WWE; RAW them blasts through out the arena.
We see a few shots of signs that the fans have brought: "Thank You, Vince", "JTB: Joey the BOSS!", "The IN Champ is Here!", "The Star is Born", and various others. We cut to the announce table to see Phil Latio and Don Chuckles.
Phil Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Thy WWE: RAW! We are LIVE from the beautiful sold out Amway Arena here in sunny Orlando, Florida, and if you missed Anarchy, or if you've been living under a rock - the unspeakable happened in front of millions on Pay-Per-View last week.
Don Chuckles: That's right, Latio, Vince McMahon is gone from Thy WWE! HAHA! I love it!
Phil Latio: In what could be considered to be the darkest day in the history of Thy WWE, Joey the Bastard beat the living hell out of Vince McMahon, and won control of the company. That's right, folks, you heard me correctly. Joey the Bastard is the owner of Thy WWE and the boss.
Don Chuckles: Change is good, Latio. JTB has already been in talks with investors and merchandising companies. The website has had non-stop traffic, and Mr. Bastard has already promised more big events, new superstars, and, to top it all off, more Championship matches!
Phil Latio: Be that as it may, but the man is a damn lunatic. Do you really want somebody like Joey the Bastard writing your checks?
Don Chuckles: I have full confidence in our new boss, Latio. I suggest you start showing him the respect that he deserves, or he might just decide to fire you just like he did McMahon and the rest of the McMahon Family!
Phil Latio: I'll believe that JTB has Thy WWE's best interests in mind when I see it. I just can't trust the man! But if you'll take a look inside the ring, it looks like JTB has something planned. There is a stand covered with cloth in the middle of the ring.
Phil Latio: And speak out of the devil.
The crowd in Orlando erupts in a chorus of boos as Joey the Bastard walks out wearing a slick looking black suit, with blood-red neck tie, and his "New Age" flat brimmed ball cap cocked a little to the side. He comes out alone, but then points to the curtain. Triana walks out with a mean smirk and resting her baseball bat on her shoulder.
Phil Latio: The New Age screwed us all at Anarchy! They were never broken up. It was a damn ruse!
Don Chuckles: Well, what did you expect? Vince McMahon tried to cheat his way to a victory by staking the odds against The Bastard. It was all good strategy, Latio.
JTB and Triana meet at the top of the ramp and share an embrace as the crowd boos and they both laugh. Then the two of them open their arms to the curtain again. Bob Cena and Troy Motor walk out to even more boos from Orlando. They meet at the top of the ramp, and all shares hugs and high fives before JTB leads the way down the ramp. Troy hops up on the apron and holds the ropes open for JTB. JTB gets in the ring and returns the favor. Then Triana holds the ropes from Bob Cena, who then does his part by holding the ropes for Triana. JTB snatches the mic from Steve Cruise before he has a chance to introduce them, and Triana threatens to bat Cruise out. Steve Cruise flees the scene before any damage can be done. The crowd starts chant random insults at the New Age before JTB speaks.
JTB: The future looks bright! You guys can't bring my mood down! Try all you want! You're looking at the NEW owner of Thy WWE... The NEW CEO of Thy WWE, and the man who will take this company to the promised land.
The crowd continues to boo. JTB starts to look a little confused and angry.
JTB: I don't get it! What the hell is the matter with you people? Do you not understand? I'm doing this for you, you ungrateful pieces of...
Triana interrupts JTB by speaking in to his microphone.
Triana: Don't let them get to you. They don't know what they want. They need to be told what they want, and shown the way like the sheep that they are!
BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Triana: You boo us yet we're the ones who are willing to go to war for you - to give you a better product. Well, that war is officially over. The New Age wins!
Triana starts to hop and down, rapidly clapping and laughing like crazy as the others nod their heads.
JTB: You're right, Tri. I can't let these idiots bring my mood down, because this is the greatest day in Thy WWE. Vince McMahon is gone! Triple H is gone! That dirty, stinkin' whore of a wife of his is gone, too! FIRED! And you will never see any of them again!
A loud "Vince" chant breaks out, followed by a "Triple H" chant.
JTB: You're wasting your time. This is real. They're gone! And, if it weren't for Vince booking tonight's main event before he left, we'd be rid of all memory of that geriatric fossil. Not even that can bring me down! Thy WWE is destined for greatness, and it will be ME who takes it there. Vince McMahon is gone and he's never coming back. It's time for you all to come to terms and deal with it!
The four of them stand in the middle of the ring surrounding the stand that is covered by cloth. The crowd starts to chant "New Age Sucks!"
JTB: Now, now, you know that's not true. The New Age walked out of Anarchy with everything! The New Age is stronger than we've ever been before, and before I go any further, I have to get something off of my chest.
JTB turns to his friends.
JTB: Guys, I just wanted to say... I'm sorry.
Phil Latio: Well, there's a first.
JTB: I acted like a real dick. Bob, Troy, you guys are my best friends, and I was acting like you didn't matter. At some point, it started to become all about Joey the Bastard. That's not what we had in mind when we created this team. It's not one for one, it's all for one, and one for all. I lost sight of that, and I lost sight of the cause, and I apologize from the bottom of my heart.
Phil Latio: Oh, give me a break!
Don Chuckles: Quiet, Latio. This is an emotional moment! I feel a tear coming to my eye.
Bob asks for the mic from JTB and adjusts his Thy WWE InterNational Title on his shoulder.
Cena: Ya know... Yeah, sure, you acted like a twat, but thinking about it now. I think it was only because you wanted what was best for us and the rest of the company. Besides, you're a bastard. We all knew what we were getting in to when we signed up!
JTB and Bob and the other share a laugh as the crowd groans. JTB and Bob Cena hug it out as troy gets the mic now.
Troy: One of the conditions of me joining the New Age was that you would help me get revenge on Beno, and to my surprise, you pulled through. You really did pull through, and for that, I am eternally grateful. We made a deal, and I am "The Mercenary" Troy Motor! I never go back on a deal.
JTB thanks Troy and takes the mic back. He then turns to Triana.
JTB: Tri, I couldn't have done any of this without you. You are my rock, and my partner in crime, and together, we will rule this place like it was meant to be ruled. Without mercy, without regard for human life. People don't want to see bunnies and kittens when they watch a pro wrestling show... They want blood and guts! They want violence! THEY WANT DEATH AND DESTRUCTION AND CHAOS!
JTB's eyes are widening as he starts to get more and more excited, almost in hysterics. He catches himself, though.
JTB: And that's exactly what they're gonna get, Tri, and we can give it to them. I'm sorry I hurt you, and I will never, ever hurt you again.
Triana grabs JTB by the hair and yanks his head back so that she is above him, staring at him with a sick smile.
Triana: You promise?
JTB looks back at her. It's looks like he's getting some sort of sick sexual thrill from this.
JTB: Yeah, yeah, I promise.
Triana's smile fades as she stares right in to JTB's soul. She blows a bubble with her gum and it's pops. Then she smiles again.
Triana: Okay!
Triana then licks JTB up the side of his face before letting JTB's head go and skips to the corner, leaning up against the turnbuckle.
Phil Latio: Well, that was disturbing. I'm not gonna lie.
Don Chuckles: That was beautiful, Latio. The love that the two of them share is what dreams are made of. I don't expect you to understand, Latio. I've seen your wife.
JTB: Now, back to the matter at hand. The State of Thy WWE Address... First thing's first. I meant when I said that we will be hosting more big events, and I'm in negotiations with a multitude of different outlets to get our product oyut there to even more people around the globe!
Don Chuckles: See, Latio? What I tell ya?
JTB: And you're damn sure that I meant it when I said that there would be more championship matches to people who DESERVE them. Because, let's face it... Does Blade LaVigne -
YAAAAAAAAY!!!!
JTB: SHUT THE HELL UP WHEN I'M TALKING!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
JTB: Now, where was I?
Triana whispers in his ear.
JTB: Ah, yes... Does Blade LaVigne truly deserve to be World Champion here in Thy WWE? I mean, sure, at one point he did, but now? In over a year, how many times has Blade defended the title? Maybe a handful of times? That's pretty damn sad if you ask me. You see, it was Vince McMahon protecting Blade LaVigne that led to this record-breaking title reign. But, when it all boils down to it, Blade LaVigne's World Championship reign will go down as one of the biggest jokes in Thy WWE history! You people deserve a Champion who isn't afraid of defending the belt. Who isn't afraid to take on all comers! It's what led to the departures of people like FEAR, and Kurt Orton, and Demmie Mae. Now, everybody knows that they would have never won the belt, but you could have at least given them a chance! That's the difference... People will get chances. People will get opportunities to succeed here in Thy WWE. Get my attention! Kick some ass and I'll come knocking, offering you the opportunity of a lifetime! But, in order to do that, one thing needs to happen. And that thing is simple... Get the Thy WWE World Championship out of the clutches of Blade LaVigne! And, yeah, I could strip him of the title, but where's the fun in that? It's too easy for him. The pain would come and go in a second. I want him suffer. Just he made each and every one you suffer when he refused to be a proper Champion!
BOOOO!!!
Phil Latio: Easier said than done! Blade LaVigne is the greatest Champion that this company has ever seen!
JTB: Ah, yes, but Blade is defending the title tonight against Christian Knight, you say? Well, good for him. Christian Knight finally gets his rematch. Yaaay. If Christian Knight thinks that he deserves a spot inside this ring, then he might have taken too many blows to the head during his hundreds of matches with *yawns* Austin Starr.
YAAAAY!!!
JTB: Don't waste your breath. He's not coming back. He thinks that he's too good for you all. Besides, I know, and he knows that he wouldn't have what it takes anyway. So, you can put that pipe dream to bed right here and now. But Christian Knight? His time inside the squared had run out long ago. Christian, times have changed, and you're no longer relevant. Nobody cares about your rematch. Nobody cares about your wife, or your butt-ugly child. But, I'll tell you what, since you did do an alright job as GM before you decided to try and hog all the spotlight, maybe we can work out something outside of the ring for you. How about announcing? You're a good talker! You could take Burris Troy's job and stand in the back asking idiotic questions! I mean, you're already a nuisance, you may as well have that in your job description. But, as far as competing inside this ring - MY ring - Christian, tonight is your last night. Win or lose, I don't care. If you have to retire as Champion after your last match, that's cool with me, but mark my words: Christian Knight will NEVER compete inside a Thy WWE ring after tonight!
BOOO!!!
Phil Latio: Christian Knight has committed some unspeakable acts, but you have to admit that he's done a lot for this company, and these fans seem to respect that.
JTB: But, enough about them - it's bummin' me out. Guys, I have a surprise for each of you. Troy, I got something you're gonna love.
JTB goes under the cloth that covers the stand and pulls something out: a T-shirt.
JTB: Troy, this the brand new Troy Motor: Army of One Mercenary t-shirt available only on ThyWWEShop.com and the merchandise stand at live events. Check it out!
Troy looks intrigued as JTB tosses him the black shirt. Troy holds it up to look at it. His face is in the middle with an explosion behind it. Bullet shells are also depicted flying passed his face. "The Mercenary Troy Motor" is also written in bullet shells. On the back, it's says "Army of One". Troy holds it up for the world to see while nodding his head. He takes off his old shirt and puts on his new one. He thanks JTB and they shakes hands and fist bump.
JTB: There ya go, buddy. That's for you. Enjoy the extra income cause it all goes to you. And Bob? Congratulations on becoming the brand new Thy WWE InterNational Champion. And to celebrate, I had something special made for you...
JTB rips the cloth off of the stand to reveal a glass case. Inside the case is a new IN Title. A custom made Thy WWE IN Championship. It has custom side plates, and plenty of gold and diamonds. Bob Cena's eyes light up when he sees it. A big smile on his face. JTB takes it out of the case. Bob looks at the old version of the IN Title and tosses it aside before JTB wraps the new custom-made IN Title around Cena's waist and snapped it on tight.
JTB: Ladies and gentlemen, the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion... BOOOOB CENA! You earned it man. You deserve this.
Bob Cena nods his head in agreement as the two share a bro-hug.
JTB: And, now... last and certainly not least - Triana. We didn't get to spend Christmas together. None of us did. But, that doesn't mean that Christmas can't come a little late for the New Age! Triana... I always wanted to give you the world, and now I have that power.
Triana's eyes start to get wide. Could it be?
JTB: That's exactly what I am going to give you, Tri. Because in two shows on Thy WWE: RAW 155, the Thy WWE Champion, Blade LaVigne or Christian Knight, will be defending the World Title... AGAINST TRIANA!
Phil Latio: Oh my God! What an announcement!
Don Chuckles: The greatest gift of all in this industry, Latio! What a human being JTB is! Take notes.
Triana jumps up for joy as she gives JTB a great big hug. Bob Cena and Troy Motor both share glances but then applaud. Triana starts to smother JTB with tiny kisses while he holds her up with one arm.
JTB: That's right! Triana is the number one contender! And, in two weeks, you'll all be looking at the first ever woman to become the Thy WWE World Champion! Now, let's get this show on the road!
The crowd is deafening with their hatred for the New Age and this latest announcement. JTB holds the ropes open for Triana as she skips down the steps and up the ramp, genuinely ecstatic after receiving JTB's gift or a Title match. The New Age stands at the top of the ramp as one, joined together with their arms high in the air.
Phil Latio: This is huge, Don! What an amazing opportunity. Triana has the chance to make history! Never before has a female competitor been crowned the Thy WWE World Champion!
Don Chuckles: That's right and it goes down at RAW 155!
Phil Latio: Well, we still have a huge main event tonight, as well as an InterNational Championship rematch from Anarchy to get to!
Don Chuckles: We could see two brand new champions crowned in The Bastard's first night ever on the job!
Phil Latio: Right you are, Don, but we have to take a break. Stay tuned! Triana vs "The Natural One" is next!
Don Chuckles: After a huge victory over FEAR at Anarchy, Triana is looking to keep the ball rolling tonight! A win over Mr. Money in the Bank would be huge!
Phil Latio: Let's get started!
Match One: Triana vs Robert Garrett
"My Way" by Limp Bizkit hits and the fans greet Garrett with a mostly negative reaction.
He strolls out from the back wearing an expensive looking sport coat with no shirt on underneath. Robert is holding the MITB briefcase. His hair is slicked back and he is sporting a pair of Bentley Platinum sunglasses. He walks down the ramp while carrying some head shots of himself. The camera zooms in to see that they are all autographed head shots of "The Natural One" himself.
Steve Cruise: Now on his way to the ring, fighting out of Los Angeles, California. He is the Natural One, ROBERT GARRETTTTTTT
Garrett makes his way up the steps and stops. he turns and tosses the head shots up in the air and in to the crowd. The crowd boos and a lot of them rip them up, or throw them back.
Garrett looks annoyed and yells, "Hey! Those are priceless!" He then smirks and enters the ring, heads to the corner and poses while looking over his shades at the crowd.
U + Ur Hand by Pink begins to play as Triana comes out from the back.
Triana makes her way down the ramp and stops at the ring.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent, weighing in at 121lbs....From Miami, Florida.....former Intercontinental Champion....TRIANAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!
She heaves herself up and rolls under the bottom rope.
After getting into the ring her makes her way towards his respective turnbuckle and awaits in her respective turnbuckle as she awaits for the referee to signal for the bell. Garrett hands a crew member his MITB.
The referee then signals for the bell to be rung and for this match to go underway.
DING DING DING
Triana extends her hand as Garrett looks on cautiously.
Garrett reaches out and grabs Triana's hand, only to be dropped wih a hard left punch from Triana. Triana begins to put the boots into Garrett until the official separates them. Garrett rolls to the outside of the ring, Triana grins arrogantly.
She begins to laugh at Robert as the referee begins to count him out.
Phil Latio: What a coward! Get back into the ring!
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The referee warns Garrett that he'll be counted out and Robert slides back into the ring.
Triana runs at Garrett but Garrett takes her down.
Triana tries to cover up as Garrett rains down on her with closed fists and hard elbow strikes. Robert regains his vertical base as he lifts Triana off of the ground. He kicks her in the stomach and irish whips her into the turnbuckle. Garrett runs at Triana, and looks for a corner clothesline but no, Triana ducks out of the way and Garrett runs chest first into the turnbuckle. Garrett turns around as Triana drop kicks him back into the turnbuckle.
Triana begins to force her foot into the gut of Garrett. She then drags him into the middle of the ring and kicks him in the stomach. Triana connects with a snap suplex!
Triana goes for the cover.
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Don Chuckles: Triana knows its going to take more than that to keep down Mr. Money in the Bank!
Triana pulls Robert up to his feet, then drops him again with a swinging neckbreaker.
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Phil Latio: Not even close Don!
Triana gives Garrett a kick in the ribs and steps out onto the ring apron. She begins the climb to the top turnbuckle when Robert springs to his feet and throws a Bicycle Kick to the side of Triana's head!
Triana teeters uneasily on the tope rope as Garrett elevates himself into the air and brings Triana to the mat with a huge Suplex!
Don Chuckles: What a turn around Phil! Robert could win this!
Both superstars are down on the mat and begin to stir. Both make it to their feet groggily and begin to exchange lefts and rights. Robert gains the upper hand and rushes towards the ropes, bouncing off but is leveled with a huge Hurricanrana from Triana! The crowd erupts as Triana pushes himself to finish the match. Triana looks at the crowd and points to the top turnbuckle. Holding her head, she hops over the ropes and ascends to the top rope.
Phil Latio: Triana may be looking for the First impressions!
Triana poses for the crowd and is about to perform the First Impression, when Garrett slides out of the ring. Garrett grabs his MITB briefcase and jumps the barrier, going through the crowd and leaving the match.
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The official rings the bell as Triana jumps down from the turnbuckle and kicks the mat.
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner by count out, TRIANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Winner of the Match: Triana
Phil Latio: I must say, what a match! Garrett left the match right before Triana could end it!
Don Chuckles: He's a coward! What could he have ment by, "more important things to do"?
Phil Latio: No clue Don but let's go to commercial!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
The show comes back as the ring is lit by a single spotlight, an almost eerie bluish glow.
Troy sits on a chair in the center of the ring, his elbows rest on his knees, a microphone in one hand. He's staring intensely at the ring mat. He slowly raises the mic to his mouth.
"I defeated a Hall of Famer."
Troy is speaking in a monotone voice, his eyes still intensely on the ring.
"I nearly killed myself to beat that Hall of Famer. Beno.
I faced him in the greatest match of my career, and I defeated him, by God. Fueled by the thirst for revenge, fueled by hatred I could feel physically pool in my gut. I felt legitimate joy as I Jackknife power-bombed Beno through the roof of the cell. I pinned him. I felt vindicated.
And then it all stopped."
Troy lifts his eyes to the camera.
"I fell back to being a loser. The weak link of the New Age.
I..... I won for nothing. I was defeated precisely two times in my pursuit of the International Championship.
Two times I hung my head in defeat as I walked from this very ring to backstage. Who would've thought?"
Troy laughs bitterly.
"I had the match of my career, the greatest moment of my life so far. And all of that happiness..... snuffed out like a candle in the dark. Last night at Anarchy, the final nail in my coffin was the match ending.... and my hand not being raised in victory."
Troy grows agitated. He stands up and starts pacing.
"I'm proud of Bob. If he's not the greatest wrestler we have today, he's one of 'em. But I'm jealous. I'm jealous because Bob has gold and I don't. I want that title. God, I want that title. It's all I think about. But I failed.
I truly failed."
Troy pauses in his pacing, looking out into the crowd. He raises the mic to begin speaking again, but the lights in the arena cut out. Childlike giggling is heard, and suddenly the sound of a roaring wind is heard. This goes on for a few long moments, before all sound cuts out and all that can be heard is the nearly silent crowd.
After a few moments, we see light- a lantern flares up brightly in the center of the ring, a bright white light that seems to be swirling slightly. We see Troy staring wide eyed at the sudden appearance of the lantern.
"You are lost."
A drop, Southern-accented voice says suddenly, echoing all over the arena.
"You are lost, but you will find us. Your false brothers will plead you to stay, so they can use you some more- do not let them. Troy Motor, you will know where to find us. All you have to do, is follow.... the buzzards."
The bright lantern cuts off, bathing the arena in darkness yet again. The lights then switch back on, and the lantern is gone. Troy is staring at the place where it once was, the same shocked, wide eyed expression on his face. He looks around at the confused and equally shocked crowd, before dropping his microphone and climbing out of the ring. His walk up the ramp is slow, and he doesn't take time to look at the crowd.
Troy just stares blankly ahead, and leaves via the stage.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
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Phil Latio: What in the world was that?! But never the less, coming up next is our rematch from Anarchy. The Thy WWE is on the line! Bob Cena defends his newly won championship against the man whom he defeated to earn said championship, "The British Brawler" Zak Shields!
Don Chuckles: These two have gone head to head on multiple occasions.
Phil Latio: Right you are, Don, and no matter how you look at it, each time these two men meet inside the squared circle, it's a toss up as to who could come out on top. Flip a coin. On any given night, Zak Shields could come out with the win, or Bob Cena. These two men are so equally matched!
Don Chuckles: I beg to differ, Latio. Any victory that Zak Shields has gotten over Bob Cena was either a fluke, or he just caught Bob Cena off his guard by nefarious means.
Phil Latio: Nefarious means, Don? Bob Cena is a master of nefarious means!
Don Chuckles: Well, when you're engaged in constant battle with a snake like Zak Shields, you have to come up with ways out-fox him. Zak Shields will stop at nothing to get back that Thy WWE InterNational Championship, and Bob Cena will stop at nothing to make sure it stays around his own waist. And after JTB gave him that brand new custom plated title, Bob Cena isn't gonna go down that easily!
Match Two: Zak Shields vs Bob Cena (c)
Thy WWE InterNational Title
The crowd roars as the opening lick kicks in during Gunsn' Roses' "Sweet Child o' Mine" At the end of the intro, as soon as the drums kick in, Zak Shields bursts in on the scene through the curtain. The crowd crowd goes nuts as Zak Shields walks to the side of the stage, raises his arms up to the crowd, yelling at them to make some noise. Zak then stands at the top of the ramp and points to the ring.
Steve Cruise: Introducing first, the challenger, from Leeds, England, and weigning in at two hundred, twenty-seven pounds... The British Brawler... ZAK SHIIIIIEEEEELDS!
Zak makes his way to the ring, slapping hands with a few fans at ringside. He walks up the steps then does a title gesture at his waist, and yells, "It's coming back!" to support from the crowd. Then, with a slight bounce in his step, Zak enters the ring through the ropes and runs to the corner, jumps up to the second turnbuckle, and holds his arms up. The crowd roars and flash bulbs go off through out the arena. Zak then removes his "British Brawler" hoodie and tosses it to the crowd. Zak then jumps down and stands in his corner, waiting for the Thy WWE InterNational Champion, Bob Cena.
The crowd switch on a dime and greet the newly crowned IN Champion with venom once "Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 feat. Example hits the PA system.. The fans in Orlando are attempting to boo Bob Cena out of the entire state of Florida.Cena walks out from the back with his back turned to the fans and his arms out to his sides. Cena is wearing his red zip-up hoodie that simple reads, "Cena" on the back. Cena then turns around to reveal his new custom Thy WWE InterNational Championship as the booing from the crowd in attendance increases. Cena makes his way down, throwing as many obscenities at the crowd as they throw at him. Then, Cena stops at the bottom of the ramp and gets down on his knees with his arms out again, looking up to the rafters. Cena shouts out, "BEST IN THE FUCKING WORLD!" as the crowd boos even louder. Cena jumps back up to his feet and unzips his hoodie while walking around the ring to the announce table. Cena then removes his hoodie and tosses it at the time keeper's face. Cena chuckles a little bit.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent... From Belfast, Ireland, and weighing in tonight at two hundred, thirty pounds... He is the Thy WWE IterNational Champion... He is BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB... CEEEEENA!
Bob Cena then slides in to the ring under the ropes while unsnapping his IN Title. Cena gets to his feet then holds his new Championship above his head while getting in to Zak's face and talking some smack. Zak Shield's talks trash right back to Cena, and the two of them are almost at blows. The ref tries to get in between the two, and Cena tosses the belt at the ref, distracting him so that Cena can rake the eyes of Zak Shields. The ref quickly holds the title above his head to signify that this is indeed a title match, then reluctantly calls for the bell as Cena takes an early advantage pounding away at Zak in the corner to boos.
***DING DING DING***
Phil Latio: Bob Cena taking an early advantage here, and we've all come to expect that sort of behavior from him, haven't we, Don?
Don Chuckles: I can't blame the guy, Latio. You know Zak Shields was gonna try the exact same thing. Cena was just quicker on the draw.
Phil Latio: Look at Bob Cena hammering away on Zak's skull with those wicked lefts and rights. You know, I really thought Bob Cena had made a change for the better before Anarchy. But, it was all just one big lie. The New Age were never at odds. They were never broken up! And because of them, Vince McMahon is gone. Damn Bob Cena and the rest of the damn New Age!
Don Chuckles: I dunno what you're talking about, Latio, but from what I saw, the New Age was broken up! But, they're bond as a group, and their bonds as friend didn't allow it be thrown out the window because of some petty disagreement. The New Age is unlike any group that we've seen before in Thy WWE. They aren't driven by greed. They aren't drievn by ego. they truly want what's best for this company, and this business. Look at this!
Bob Cena starts to choke Zak in the corner with his boot as the ref steps in to try to break the illegal choke. He counts to four and Cena backs off, taunting the crowd as they respond with hatred. Cena grabs Zak by the head and pulls him up, dropping him with a neckbreaker. Then Cena stands up again and taunts the crowd.
Phil Latio: Bob Cena really should keep his focus on Zak Shields here. He should know better than this. These two men know each other so well. Former friends turned enemies. Bob cena even had a rivalry with Zak Shields' mentor, Bret "The Hitman" Hart at one point.
Don Chuckles: Yeah, and he beat him! And Zak Shields had a feud with Bret Hart as well after he turned on him! That goes to show you what type of a man Zak Shields really is. he beat the living crap out of Bret Hart, his own mentor. If it wasn't for Bret Hart, Zak Shields would be nothing! Not that I'm complaining, I never liked Bret Hart, but the proof is in the pudding.
Bob Cena has Zak up, and hits a European uppercut, but Zak fires back with one of his own. the two of them start to trade European uppercuts, each one hitting harder than the last as the crowd starts to buzz. Zak hits one that causes Cena to stumble. Cena shakes his head then runs and bounces off the ropes, but Zak ctaches him on the rebound, lifting him high in the air and rocking Cena with huge European uppercut out of mid-air.
Phil Latio: That's why they call him the British Brawler, Don!
Now, Zak takes his turn pandering to the crowd.
Don Chuckles: And that's why I call Zak Shields a piece of crap! Look at him gloating like that. If you want to win that title back you have stay on your opponent, you idiot!
Zak turns back to Cena who rolls out of the ring. Cena says that he's had enough and starts to leave!
Phil Latio: Hey, wait a minute! Get back in there!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, good! Zak Shields doesn't deserve this title shot anyway!
The ref starts to count Bob Cena out, but Zak Shields isn't an idiot as he quickly runs up the ramp and clubs Cena across the back. Zak then slams Cena in to the entrance way barricade as Cena yells out in pain. Zak grabs Cena and hooks him, lifts him up, and drops him with a hard vertical suplex on the ramp. The ref has reached five now in his ten-count as Cena starts to crawl away from Zak in agony. Zak grabs Cena at ringside and slams Cena face first on to the steel steps. Zak then rolls in to the ring, then back up to break the count. The ref starts over at one as Zak runs and drives a knee in to the face of Bob Cena who was sitting with his back against the steel steps.
Phil Latio: Oh, what a brutal knee to the face! These guys know what it takes to hold each other down, and it isn't pretty!
Don Chuckles: Zak Shields is a damn coward using his environment as a weapon like this. Suplex on the steel ramp. Slamming Cena's face in to the steel steps, and now this? He's a disgrace!
Zak reacts to a "Let's go Zak!" chant then turns back to Cena. Zak pulls Cena up and then lifts Cena up on to his shoulders as the ref has reached five again. Zak goes to ram Cena face first in to the ring post, but Cena wiggles out and shoves Zak skull first in to the ring post.
Don Chuckles: There ya go, Bob! Use that ring post as a weapon! That should do the trick!
Phil Latio: And Zak Shields is down! Both men are in danger of being counted out here!
Cena then grabs Zak and Irish whips him shoulder first in to the steel steps, sending the steps flying. The ref has reached eight. Cena decides that he doesn't want to take the easy way out and rolls Zak back in to the ring. Cena rolls in to the ring at the count of nine. Then Cena pulls Zak up, and lifts him up on his shoulders...
Phil Latio: Bob Cena looking to end it all right here!
Don Chuckles: Here we go, Bob. Finish him off!
Bob Cena then flips Zak off of his shoulders with an F-U..
But Zak lands on his feet! Quick roll up by Zak Shields for the cover!
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Don Chuckles: WHAT?
Phil Latio: New Champion! New Champion!
***DING DING DING***
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner, and the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion.... ZAK SHIIIIEEEELDS!
Winner and NEW IN Champion: Zak Shields
Bob Cena is freaking out. He's pleading with the ref, saying that he got his shoulder up, but the ref will have none of it.
Phil Latio: With a roll up after reversing the F-U, Zak Shields has regained the InterNational Championship! He's now a two-time IN Champion!
Don Chuckles: NO! It can't be! Cena got his shoulder up!
Zak Shields accepts the In Championship from the ref and gets up in the corner as Cena watches on from across the ring, almost panicking. Then Bob Cena snaps and runs across the ring, attacking Zak from behind. Zak falls off the turnbuckle, and Cena starts to stomp away at him. Zak drops the title and Cena picks it up. Cena with a vicious shot to the head with the IN Title and Zak is laid out.
Phil Latio: You lost fair and square, dammit!
Don Chuckles: yeah, take that cheater out, Cena. Him and that ref were probably in cahoots together!
Cena then leaves the ring and grabs his hoodie and rolls back in to the ring. Cena then shakes the hoodie and a chain falls out of one of the pockets. Bob Cena wraps the chain around the throat of Zak Shields, and locking in an STF.
Phil Latio: And Bob Cena has Zak Shield in the damn Chain-Lock Choke! This is sick!
Don Chuckles: Choke him out, Cena! He doesn't deserve your championship!
After a few seconds, Cena let's go of the hold and shoves the ref down on his rear end.
Phil Latio: Zak Shields has just been choked the hell out by Bob Cena and that damned chain!
Don Chuckles: Well, that's what happens when you steal a man's championship.
Phil Latio: STEAL!? Zak Shields won that match fair and square!
Don Chuckles: Not the way I...
Phil Latio: Wait a minute, now, is that...? Could it be?
Don Chuckles: It is, Latio! Mr. money in the Bank! The Star! The Natural One!
Robert Garrett runs out on to the stage holding the Money in the Bank briefcase. The crowd boo as Garrett runs down the ramp and slides in to the ring as Cena slides out, watching, and looking extremely angry.
Phil Latio: Oh no, come on Garrett, don't do it like this! Don't take the easy road!
Don Chuckles: Do it, Garrett!
Garrett shoves the case in to the chest of the ref. The ref holds the case up and calls for the bell.
***DING DING DING***
Phil Latio: DAMN IT! The man is out cold for Christ's sake!
Don Chuckles: Finish him quick, Garrett!
Garrett pulls Zak Shields upand lifts him with a back suplex, then effortlessly transitions in to a cutter.
Phil Latio: Natural Selection from Robert Garrett, and there's no way that Zak Shields is going to kick out of this.
Don Chuckles: Yes! Garrett with the cover!
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***DING DING DING***
Phil Latio: This is disgusting.
Don Chuckles: New Champion, Latio! New Champion!
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner, and the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion... "The Natural One"... ROBERT GARRETT!
Winner and NEW IN Champion: ROBERT GARRETT
Garrett starts to celebrate like crazy in the middle of the ring as EMTs rush to ringside to check on Zak Shields. They gets him out of the ring as Bob Cena watches Garrett celebrate from ringside with a look of disgust on his face.
Don Chuckles: Robert Garrett with his first singles title win here in Thy WWE. What a feeling that must be, Latio!
Phil Latio: Zak Shields was defenseless! In no way should Robert Garrett be proud of himself tonight. In no way!
The crowd give Garrett a mixed reaction as he holds the title up, but then the place gets unhinged when the voice of Thy WWE Owner and CEO interrupts the celebration.
JTB: Well, I guess congratulations are in order, Mr. Garrett. Congratulations! You are the brand new Thy WWE InterNational Champion!
The crowd react mixed once again as Garrett nods his head and starts to celebrate again. Cena looks up at JTB as if to sk "What the hell, man?"
JTB: Oh, yeah, but Mr. Garrett... Here in Thy WWE and in most wrestling companies across the globe, we have a little thing called a "rematch clause".
Phil Latio: Zak Shields gets a rematch?
JTB: And Bob Cena is entitled to a rematch, Mr. Garrett.
Robert Garrett looks up at JTB with his eyes wide, yelling "I'll kick his ass, too!"
JTB: And, guest what... That rematch happens... RIGHT NOW! Ring the bell, ref!
***DING DING DING***
Robert Garrett is still a little confused as Bob Cena slides in to the ring. He spins Garrett around, lifts him up, and drops him with the F-U! Cena covers...
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***DING DING DING***
Steve Cruise: Here is your winner, and the NEW Thy WWE InterNational Champion... BOOOOOOB CEEEEEENA!
Winner and NEW IN Champion: Bob Cena
Phil Latio: What in the hell did we just witness?
Don Chuckles: HAHAHAHA! NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION! That's amazing!
JTB laughs from the ramp and leaves as Bob Cena stands over Robert Garrett who is still in shock from the surprise attack from Cena. Cena holds the title above his head while the crowd reign down on him with boos. Some of them are throwing trash in to the ring as Cena stares in to the hard camera. He then wipes his feet in the direction of Robert Garrett and leaves the ring, heading up the ramp, and posing at the top. We see a shot of Zak Shields sitting up at ringside, demanding that the EMTs leave him alone. Then we see a shot of Garrett in the ring, trying to pull himself up while looking up at Cena, and yelling "That's my title! THAT'S MY TITLE!"
Phil Latio: What about Zak Shields' rematch? Technically he was the Champion!
Don Chuckles: Yeah, for, like, five seconds!
Phil Latio: And what about Garrett? Does he gets his rematch? JTB said it himself... here in Thy WWE we have a thing called the "rematch clause". Is he going to stay true to his word, or what?
Don Chuckles: Who cares, Latio? Bob Cena is a two-time InterNational Champion. He walked in with the belt, and now he's walking out with it. That's all that matters, and on JTB's first night on the job we've already had not one, not two, but three new champions crowned! Could see see a grand-slam? Is Christian Knight going to leave Orlando with Blade LaVigne's World Title?
Phil Latio: All those questions and more will be answered after the break. The main event is next!
The shows cuts to commercial as we Cena at the top of the ramp with a smug look on his face while holding the IN Title high.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
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Phil Latio: Folks, it's time for our main event! This is the last match Vince McMahon booked before stepping down, and what a match it is! Blade LaVigne defends against former General Manager, and former World Champion, Christian Knight.
Don Chuckles: Is Christian Knight the guy to get the title out of the hands of Blade LaVigne? I sure hope so!
Phil Latio: And don't forget, Don, the winner goes on to defend against Triana two RAWs from now at RAW 155.
Don Chuckles: So, I guess it doesn't really matter who takes home the gold tonight. Triana is the uncrowned champion!
The crowd greet Christian Knight with mostly cheers.
Phil Latio: Am I hearing this right, Don? Have the fans of Thy WWE forgiven Christian Knight?
Don Chuckles: I think it's more about how he hasn't been here for a long time. If you're gone for too long, people start to remember all the good things you did. But, don't let this fool you, Latio. Christian Knight is a bad man.
Phil Latio: He held the Thy WWE World Championship for over a year. Christian Knight was Kenneth Walker's opponent in that infamous match that ended up killed Ken Walker.
Don Chuckles: That's right. Christian Knight is a murderer, and Blade LaVigne may be next on his list.
Phil Latio: A lot of people - me being one of them - believe that that was an accident. Christian Knight never intended on killing Kenneth Walker.
Don Chuckles: Well, if you thought Vince McMahon was bad, be thankful you weren't a fan when Christian Knight was running the company.
Phil Latio: Christian Knight was one of the best General Manager's that we've ever had, Don. He bled for this company. He did whatever he could to make this place better, and to help it run smoothly. You can take all the nasty things that he did during his in-ring career, but you can't take away any of the things that he did for Thy WWE.
Main Event: Christian Knight vs Blade "The Future" LaVigne (c)
Thy WWE World Title
Christian Knights walks out on to the stage looking around the arena at the crowd. Not showing any emotion, and not even really acknowledging the crowd, Knight starts to make his way down the ramp. He gets to ringside and gets up on to the apron, staring daggers in to the hard camera before entering the ring via through the ropes. Knight then stands in the center of the ring with his arms in the air looking around at the fans at ringside.
The roof blows off the place as Blade Lavigne walks out from the back wearing the Thy WWE World Championship around his waist.
Phil Latio: Here he is, a man stuck in the middle of a war for power and control!
Don Chuckles: That war is over, Latio, and now it's only a matter of time before Blade LaVigne loses that World Title.
Blade nods his head and slaps the World Title before removing it from his waist, and draping it over his shoulder while making his way down the ramp. Blade stomps up the steps and gets up on the outside of the turnbuckle, posing with the title as the crowd cheers and all take pictures. Flash bulbs fill the arena, lighting it up even more for a split second at a time. Blade hops in to the ring and him and Knight share a stare down.
Phil Latio: This has been in the making for close to two years. Christian Knight finally gets his rematch!
Don Chuckles: How the hell does these fans still like Blade LaVigne so much? Aren't they tired of seeing him walk around like he owns the place with that World Title?
Phil Latio: He has remained Champion because he won't give up. He won't give in to the pressure of being Champion. Inside and outside the ring, Blade LaVigne represents what a true Champion should be. He does everything for this company, and even now with Vince McMahon gone, Blade LaVigne is still here, willing to defend the place from the New Age.
Don Chuckles: But, why? Why does Thy WWE need to defended? From who? The New Age? Cause it looks like things are running perfectly fine right now. The New Age needs to defend us from Blade LaVigne is what I say!
Blade and Knight have gone to their corners and Steve Cruise is standing by for the intros.
Steve Cruise: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. It the main event of the evening and it for the Thy WWE WORLD Heavyweight Championship.
YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Steve Cruise: Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington, and weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds, Christiiiaaaannnn KNIGHT!
A solid mix of cheers and boos are directed toward Christian Knight. It doesn't bother him, though.He's here to win back the World Title, not get friendly with the fans.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent, hailing from Gladstone, Michigan, and weighing in at two hundred fifty-five pounds... he is the reigning and defending Thy WWE World Heavyweight Champion, "The Future" BLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAADE LAAAAAAAVIGNE!
The crowd pops big time, but there are quite a few Christian Knights fans in attendance who try to drown them out.
Don Chuckles: Even his nickname is old and tired. The Future. It's been the future for so long now. Enough is enough!
Phil Latio: I'm starting to think that Blade LaVigne will stay Champion for years to come! People are just jealous of his success in this business. I have a feeling you might be one of them, Don.
Don Chuckles: Excuse me? I am not jealous! I just get sick and ti...
Phil Latio: This match is about to begin, folks!
The ref calls for the bell...
***DING DING DING***
Blade and Knight circle to start the match. Elbow and collar tie up to start. Blade grabs Knight by the head and wrenches with a side head lock, then Blade chains it in to a hammerlock. Christian Knight - having the ring awareness that he does - quickly reaches out and grabs the top rope. The ref steps in demanding that Blade let go. Blade does with out a fuss, and Knight drives the tip of his elbow right into the eye of Blade LaVigne. Blade yells out in pain and goes down to one knee as Christian Knight stomps him in the back of the head. Blade tries to rub the vision back in to his eye, but Knight stays on top of him. Knight pulls Blade up and starts to give him some wicked chops in the corner as the crowd "WOO"s along with each thunderous smack of palm on skin. Knight then whips Blade hard across the ring in to the corner. Blade hits the turnbuckle and stumbles out in to a deep arm drag from Christian Knight. Blade back up and gets arm dragged down again. Blade back up, looks for a wild right hand and Knight ducks, grabs Blade under the arms and connects with an inverted atomic drop. Blade doesn't go down until Knight forces him to go down with a real beauty of a dropkick that connects under the chin. The crowd applaud Knight.
"YOU STILL GOT IT!" *clap-clap-clapclapclap*
Blade rolls to the corner and starts to pull him self up. Knight cuts him off with a jumping clothesline to the corner. Then Knight grabs Blade's face and drives his elbow down in Blade's eye once again. the crowd begins to boo a little bit now as Blade shakes his head in pain, checking his eyes for blood as Christian Knight stalks him around the ring. Knight grabs Blade by the hair while Blade in down on one knee. Blade tries to fire back up with elbows to the gut of Knight, but Knight puts a stop to that quickly by raking the eyes of Blade. The ref's like "Hey, man, wtf?" and Knight pushes passed him. Knight slams Blade face first in to the corner then starts to hammer away with rights and lefts to the mid-section. Then he tosses Blade out of the corner, and as Blade falls to the mat on his back clutching his stomach, Christian Knight gets up to the second turnbuckle and jumps off with a diving forearm to the face of Blade LaVigne. Cover by Knight...
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Kickout.
Phil Latio: Christian Knight is in full control here after those various short cuts.
Don Chuckles: Christian Knight hasn't changed one bit.
Knight grabs Blade and locks in a rear chin lock, every now and then he rakes the face and the eyes of Blade when the ref is re-positioning himself. Then Knight switches and wraps his legs around Blade's head from behind and starts to pound away on his skull with his right fist. Then Knight gets up, bounces off the ropes and jumps up in to the air, driving a knee in to the heart of Blade LaVigne. Another cover from Knight...
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Kickout.
Christian Knight quickly grabs Blade's head and locks in the chin lock once again as the crowd begins to boo.
Phil Latio: There is a method to the madness, Don. He's like a surgeon, focusing on specific points of Blade LaVigne's body. Firmly controlling the pace of this match.
Don Chuckles: Yes. It seems as if Christian Knight hasn't missed a step in this, his return match up in Thy WWE.
The fans start to chant for Blade now as he tries to use them to fire himself up. he gets to his feet as Knight tries to keep him down. Sot to the gut from Blade, then another. Then he sends Knight in to the ropes. Knight bounces off and ducks a clothesline attempt from Blade. Off the ropes again and duck a back elbow this time. Knight off the ropes a third time and this time Blade goes for a clothesline, and Knight jumps up, grabs it in mid-air and flips Blade over on to his back in to an arm bar submission.
Phil Latio: The Cross-Over! Christian Knight has Blade locked in the Cross-Over!
Don Chuckles: And Blade's got nowhere to go!
Knight wrenches on it and Blade desperately tries to pull free. Then Knight starts to stomp Blade in the face with his heels. Knight's heels connected with the eye of Blade. The ref won't allow the hold to continue due to the illegal attack on the eyes from Knight. Knight quickly gets up, releasing the hold, and drops an elbow to Blade's chest, then wraps up Blade's arm and grabs the back on his head, locking in the Anaconda Vice. Blade screams as the crowd looking on is almost in shock.
Phil Latio: If this continue's then we're all looking at a new World Champion!
Don Chuckles: And it's about damn time, too!
Blade reaches out with his free arm but there's nothing to grab. Except for Christian Knight's hair. Blade has a handful of Knight's hair and yanks Knight's head back. Then he drives a knee in to the back of Knight's skull. Then another, and another until Knight breaks the hold. Blade gets up as the crowd starts to rally behind him. Knight gets up holding the back of his head. He turn and is met by a charging Blade who drops him with a running big boot square in the face. The crowd pops as Christian Knight rolls out of the ring. But Blade won't let him have any time. Blade bounces off the ropes and then dives through the other side. Taking Knight out at ringside. The crowd are buzzing again as Blade rolls Knight back in to the ring. Knights asks for a time out but Blade stomps him in the chest in the corner then stomps a few more times for good measure. Blade then drags Knight out by the leg and drops an elbow to the inside of the knee. Then he stomps Knight's knee, and drops another elbow. then Blade goes to lock in a sharpshooter, but Knight has it well-scouted and shoves Blade off of him. Blade turns back and flat foot boots Knight in the face. The crowd "OOOH"s as Blade covers...
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Kickout.
Blade back up, rubbing hi eye, and pulls Knight up. Blade picks Knight up and drops him spine first across the knee with a hard backbreaker. But Blade doesn't drop Knight. he lifts him back up and drops him with a side walk slam this time. Blade hooks the leg...
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Kickout.
Blade back up, and he has Knight by the back of the neck and sends him to the corner. Jumping forearm to the face of Knight. Then Blade sets up Knight for a running powerbomb. Blade lifts Knight up on to his shoulders and starts to run across the ring, just before Blade goes to drop Knight, Knight jumps off of Blade's shoulders. Blade stops himself from hitting the corner and when he turns around, he turns right in to a Lights Out superkick from Christian Knight as the crowd goes crazy. Blade is laid out as Christian Knight falls to the mat as well.
Phil Latio: Lights Out! And if Christian Knight can cover Blade LaVigne we'll have a new Champion!
Don Chuckles: He's trying!
Knight crawls over and drapes an arm across Blade's chest and the ref gets down to count...
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: That was close, Don, and these fans are going nuts!
Don Chuckles: Christian Knight took a little too much time getting to that cover after receiving the damage from Blade. He didn't get nearly enough on that cover, either.
Knight pulls himself up and looks to go up top.
Phil Latio: We don't see Christian Knight go up top very often!
Don Chuckles: He's going to have to try something high risk if he wants to keep Blade down. But, will it pay off?
Knight is perched on the top wait as Blade struggles to his feet. Knight jumps off, looking for a missile drop kick, but Blade swats him out of the air like a fly. Knights hits chest first on the mat, and Blade grabs him and yanks him up, hooks the head and flips Knight over with a Northern Lights Suplex.
Blade bridges it in to a pinning attempt.
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Kickout!
Blade shakes his head and rubs his eyes again as he pulls Knight back up to his feet. Blade lifts Knight up on to his shoulders in to a torture rack. Blade starts racking Knight like crazy as Christian Knight is visibly in agony. Then Blade flips Knight and drops him with a thunderous brainbuster.
Phil Latio: Spiking B from the World Heavyweight Champion and this match is as good as done!
Don Chuckles: Blade with the cover now! On no!
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KICKOUT!
Christian Knight bellows "NO!" as he kicks out at the last second. Blade can't believe it. Knight struggles to to his feet again, barely able to stay standing. Blade grabs him again, and this time lifts him in to a stalling vertical suplex and then Jackhammer's him down hard to the mat. Blade hooks the leg...
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: How in the hell did Christian Knight kick out of that? Blade LaVigne had that cover on lock down!
Don Chuckles: We all know if you wanna beat Christian Knight, you have got to beat him down until he can't even move. You have to damn near kill the man!
Christian Knight is now on his back shaking his head, saying "No... No. NO! NOOOOO!" Has he starts to fire up again. He gets to his feet and Blade LaVigne crushes him with a Clothesline From Hell. Blade then signals for the Sit-Down Powerbomb as the crowd agree. But Knight is dead weight. He can't even stand on one knee after the huge clothesline from Blade LaVigne. Blade tries to hoist Knight up, but Knight won't move.
Phil Latio: All Blade has to do is hit this one move and it's over!
Don Chuckles: Blade is tired, too, Latio! Normally he'd be able to just hit his finisher, but these two have taken a lot out of each other.
Blade tries it again, but Knight just falls flat to the mat on his stomach. Blade is starting to look angry as he tries it again. This time, Christian Knight counters it by kicking his legs out and Blade can't get him up. Knight drops to one knee and low blows Blade with authority as the crowd boo. The ref is furious, but let's the match continue after warning Knight not to do anything like that again. Blade down on his knees recovering from the shot to the groin. Knights grabs Blade from behind and drops him with a Backstabber. Cover by Knight...
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KICKOUT!
Knight then rolls out of the ring to try and come up with a new strategy as Blade slowly pulls himself up. Knight slides back in to the ring. Goes for another Lights Out Superkick, but Blade catches his foot, pull Knight in and flips him over with an explosive T-Bone Suplex as the crowd go wild. Then Blade points to the top rope. He gets up there with his back to Christian Knight. Blade then gestures for the crowd to make some noise, then leaps off with a high moonsault from the top. But, Christian Knight gets his knees up! Blade rolls around the ring clutching his midsection. Knight gets on the offensive now as he drops a knee across the face of Blade. He then gets down on the mat with Blade and rakes the eyes again. He pulls Blade up and whips him in to the corner, following up with a clothesline. Then he lifts Blade up and puts him in to a tree of woe position. Knight then back off to the opposite corner then charges, leaping up and driving both feet into the upside down face of Blade LaVigne. Then Knight pulls Blade up so that Blade is sitting on the top rope. Knight then gets up there, too.
Phil Latio: What does Christian Knight have in mind here?
Don Chuckles: Both men are in a dangerous spot here, Latio. Whatever Knight has in store, it'll be the finishing blow to Blade LaVigne's championship reign!
Knight stands on the top rope, and he holds Blade standing as well. Blade is standing with his back to the ring, and Knight is facing him. Blade closer to the middle of the ring than Knight. Then Knight jumps up and over Blade's head and flips over, hooking Blade under the armpits with his legs and pulling Blade backwards off the top rope. Blade flips and lands right on his head as the crowd gasp. Knight with the cover...
Phil Latio: I've never seen a move like that in my life! It's over!
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Phil Latio: After a year long plus reign as Champion...
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Phil Latio: A new Champion is crowned here tonight!
Don Chuckles: And his name is Christian...
KICKOUT!
Don Chuckles: WHAT!?
The crowd go absolutely nuts. Christian Knight is freaking out as well, yelling in the ref's face. Knight seems to snap a little bit and he grabs Blade and flips him over and locks on the Cross Over again. Knight has it locked in in the center of the ring. Nowhere to go for Blade LaVigne. He wrenches back on the arm of Blade. The crowd starts to will Blade, screaming at him not to tap out. Blade struggles and squirms back can't break free.
Phil Latio: He's going to tap! Blade is going to tap!
Don Chuckles: It's about time Knight put this whole thing to bed!
Blade starts to almost roar as he uses all of his strength to begin to stand up out of the submission attempt.
Phil Latio: I can't believe what I'm seeing, Don! The sheer will of Blade LaVigne! He's almost super-human!
Don Chuckles: Aw, come on, Knight.
The crowd switch to boo-mode as JTB and Triana and Steve Blackman appear at the top of the stage.
Don Chuckles: Oh, thank God, it's the boss. He'll save this!
Phil Latio: What the hell does he want? He's done enough tonight!
Blade is standing now and he hoists Knight up...
Phil Latio: Blade has Knight up, does he have enough strength to hit it?
Sit-down Powerbomb from Blade LaVigne, and he covers as JTB, Triana, and Blackman run to the ring.
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JTB PULLS THE REF OUT OF THE RING AND PUNCHES HIM IN THE FACE!
The crowd are pissed! JTB, Triana , and Blackman slide in to the ring and start to attack both Knight and Blade.
Phil Latio: That son of a bitch ruined an amazing main event! Why? Just to make it all about him?
Don Chuckles: Maybe we were running out of time?
Phil Latio: Blade had that match won! And I forgot about Steve Blackman, too. He's got that black duffle-bag with him. Triana has that damn baseball bat, and she's using it on Blade LaVigne, trying to soften him up for RAW 155!
Triana drives the bat in to the gut of Blade as Steve Blackman lays Knight out with a hard Pump Kick. Both Blade and Knight are down as JTB demands a mic. The crowd is trying to drown him out with boos. JTB is frothing at the mouth, yelling...
JTB: THIS IS MY SHOW! MY RING! AND MY GOD DAMN MAIN EVENT! I CALL THE SHOTS AND I MAKE THE GOD DAMN MAIN EVENTS! NOT VINCE MCMAHON! NOT THIS PIECE OF TRASH...
JTB stomps Blade in the face.
JTB: OR THIS PIECE OF TRASH!
JTB then stomps Knight in the face.
JTB: Oh, and Christian, remember when I said that after tonight, you'd never wrestle in Thy WWE again?
Triana starts to get up to the top rope.
JTB: I wasn't lying, old man. Because, Christian Knight, I only have one thing to say to you...
Blackman pulls Knight up, and props him up. JTB grabs Knight and lifts him in to a vertical suplex. Triana jumps off the top rope and the two of them lay out Knight with the Spike Skrewdriver. JTB looks down at Christian Knight.
JTB: You're fired.
Phil Latio: What? No! You can't do that!
Don Chuckles: He can do whatever he damn well pleases, Latio. You're lucky he doesn't fire you!
JTB: Blaclie, get the paint.
Steve Blackman exits the ring. Blade LaVigne attacks JTB, hammering away at him. Triana tries to attack, but Blade lays her out. Blackman back in, and Blade clotheslines him out of the ring. JTB exits the ring, not wanting to get involved with Blade face to face. Triana gets out and stands beside him, almost hissing at Blade. Blade goes to check on Knight, then calls for help from the back. EMTs run out, but Troy Motor and Bob Cena run out after them, taking them all out at ringside. Then the New Age regroups at ring side. Blade LaVigne is standing over Christian Knight, almost like a human shield. Blackman enters the ring and charges. Blade knocks him down, and Cena attacks him from behind. Troy takes out Blade's legs and the three of them are laying the boots to Blade in the corner. Once JTB is sure that Blade is out of the picture, he goes in to Blackman's black bag and pulls out a can of blood red spray paint. he rolls in to the ring, as does Triana. JTB then proceeds to spray paint "JTB" on the back of Christian Knight as the fans let their disapproval be heard. Then Triana grabs the paint and paints on a happy face as she laughs at their handy work. JTB then turns to Blade who was forced to watch on and be helpless to stop it.
JTB: You're next!
Then the roof blows off the place as Zak Shields comes running out. Robert Garrett runs out as well to an amazing reaction from the crowd. They hit the ring, and the New Age quickly roll out of the ring, and start to make their way up the ramp, all smiles and laughing.
Phil Latio: This is absolutely sickening! After all Christian Knight has done for this company... he has to go out like this?
Don Chuckles: How about a little taste of his own medicine, Latio? You ever think of that?
Phil Latio: Christian Knight needs some serious medical attention, but the damn New Age took out the EMTs!
We see a shot of the New Age standing at the top of the ramp. Zak Shields is standing in the ring while Garrett is standing at the bottom of the ramp, yelling up at the New Age. Blade is furious as he continues to check on Christian Knight.
Phil Latio: Well, we had an excellent main event going on until that dirty bastard, JTB, had to come out and ruin everything. And, Blade Lavigne, being the man that he is, is trying to help his former rival, Christian Knight. They may not like each other, or agree with each other's tactics, but they damn sure respect each other, and it's a damn shame that it had to happen like this. Damn them all!
The show ends as we see Christian Knight sit up as the crowd roars.
We hear a "Thank you, Christian" chant from the smarks at ringside, and the Thy WWE logo appears on the bottom left corner of the screen before the show fades to black.
END OF SHOW
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***RECAP***
New Age Segment
Triana over Robert Garrett via Count Out
Troy Motor Segment
Zak Shields over Bob Cena
Robert Garrett over Zak Shields
Bob Cena over Robert Garrett
Bob Cena ends RAW 153 has IN Champion
Blade LaVigne over Christian Knight via DQ
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