Post by Vince McMahon on Mar 5, 2017 0:27:08 GMT -5
THY WWE PRESENTS
RAW 162 RESULTS
Live From: Alamodome - San Antonio, TX
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Thy WWE RAW 162 begins inside the Alamodome at San Antonio, Texas. The Thy WWE Universe is going crazy as the RAW music video begins to play on the titantron. The pyros shoot off as the camera scans the arena. Fans holding signs for their favorite Thy WWE Superstars and they being loud! The camera stops infront of the commentary team which is made up of Phil Latio, Don Chuckles. Phil Latio begins to speak.
Phil Latio: Welcome to the Alamodome, I'm Phil Latio, next to me is Don Chuckles and this is the 162nd Episode of RAW! Last night we witnessed history as Team Thy WWE defeated the New Age, and bringing power back to Vince McMahon!
Don Chuckles: Team Thy WWE got lucky Phil! I'd rather see Joey in charge than Vince any day! Sorry folks, but get ready for another year of Blade and Vince sitting on top of the Wrestling World! Total bullshit!
Phil Latio: But Joey is still champion Don! And if they wanted to keep their power and control of this company, well they should've won! But never the less, we have a get show tonight and soon we'll hear from Vince McMahon himself!
Don Chuckles: Oh, wake me up when it's over.
Suddenly, Heart of a Champion by Nelly blares throughout the arena as Beno makes his way onto the stage.
Phil Latio: I was wonder where Beno was, he doesn't look too happy!
Beno with a serious look upon his face, he makes his way down the ramp, ignoring the crowds reactions towards him. He Slides into the ring and makes his way towards the corner and mouths for a microphone. He grabs the microphone and paces around the ring.
BENO: Cut my damn music!
Heart of a champion fades out as the crowd begins to boo the former World Champion.
BENO: I'm out here for one reason and one reason only. And that is to get what I have coming to me. See not that long ago when the New Age was running wild in Thy WWE, Vince McMahon came to me. And he personally asked me to help repel them and set things straight. He made a compelling case. At first he tried feeding my ego. When that didn't work, he tried flattery. And when that didn't work, he started making some pretty big promises. While I won't disclose the majority of the details, I'll let you all in on one of them.
Beno pauses for a moment waiting for the crowd to settle down.
BENO: He promised me when this was all set and done, I'd be given a guaranteed IN championship match against Bob Cena. So that really got me thinking. I've been a Tag Team and World champion here. But as for a mid card championship, I never held one. And winning the IN championship, well that would make me one of Thy WWE's only triple crown champions.I kept my end of the bargain. I decimated Kurt Orton and broke the back of the New Age. So now here I am. Waiting to get what I was promised. I Want Bob Cena and I want him tonight.....
The crowd pops big time for the return of the Chairman of Thy WWE, Vince McMahon. He walks out on to the stage with a big smile on his face.
Phil Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, the Chairman is back!
Vince stands at the top of the ramp for a moment, then begins his trademark strut to the ring as the fans eating it up. Vince enters the ring, and asks for a mic from ringside. He stands in the ring across from Beno, soaking in the reaction with a smile.
"WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!"
Mr. McMahon: Is that all you've got for me?
The place erupts with cheers.
Mr. McMahon: It's been far too long since I've stepped inside this very ring... MY RING!
Another huge pop.
Mr. McMahon: And, you won't hear me say this very often, but... I missed you guys!
The crowd roars in agreement.
Mr. McMahon: Now, I could spend the entire night, soaking in this amazing welcome back, but things in Thy WWE need to move forward. Now, Beno, you've got a lot of balls coming out here and making demands. You wanna call me out?
Beno: You're damn right! We had an agreement, and I want what is rightfully mine.
Mr.McMahon: You're right, Beno. I did promise you a shot at Bob Cena and the Thy WWE InterNational Championship. And, you did me, and everybody else for that matter, a huge service when you stepped up to rid Thy WWE of the New Age. Not only that, but you did something that I've been trying to do for years. You got rid of Kurt Orton! That's right! Kurt Orton suffered a career ending injury at Supremacy by your hands, Beno. And, now Kurt Orton will never compete inside a Thy WWE ring again. So, thanks for that, as well.
Beno: Get to the point, McMahon.
Mr. McMahon: Beno, I will honor our agreement. You will get your shot at Bob Cena!
The crowd goes nuts!
Mr. McMahon: But, it's not gonna happen tonight.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Mr. McMahon: Now, wait a minute now. Here me out! I can't give away such a high caliber match up with no build up. Are you kidding me? That is the type of match people will pay big bucks to see. That is a Pay-Per-View match up is I ever saw one!
So, yes, Beno, you get Bob Cena... at Justice For Some!
The crowd cheers, but Beno is not satisfied.
Mr. McMahon: And, let's go even further. You obviously don't like Bob Cena. You may even hate the man. I watched at home as he attacked you with chair, and you two put each other through tables and what not. My question for you now, Beno, is... do you want to hurt Bob Cena?
Beno: I would love nothing more than to beat his ass within an inch of his life.
Mr. McMahon: There you have it, ladies and gentlemen! At Justice For Some, Beno will go one on one with Bob Cena for the Thy WWE InterNational Champion... in a TLC Match!
The crowd goes absolutely nuts at the announcement. Beno seems to now be satisfied.
Beno: You are indeed a man of your word, McMahon. And, so am I. At Justice For Some, you're looking at the next Thy WWE InterNational Champion! Welcome back.
Beno drops the mic and leaves the ring. He then takes his place at the announce table with Phil Latio and Don Chuckles.
Phil Latio: What a huge match announced for Justice For Some! A TLC Match!
Don Chuckles: I hope you know what you've gotten your self into, Beno. Bob Cena is going to do his best to destroy you!
Beno: All that matters is that I've been rewarded for my hard work. Me being able to beat Cena's ass is just the icing on the cake.
Back in the ring, Vince isn't done...
Mr. McMahon: Now, let's move on to another Championship. The Thy WWE World Championship. Incase you missed it, and if you did, where the hell were you? At Supremacy, Thy WWE vanquished the New Age for good, and I fired Joey the Bastard's ass!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Mr. McMahon: But, I think I may have jumped the gun a little bit. Now, Thy WWE has no World Champion, and that's my fault. But, that's an easy fix. The first thing I need is for Joey to hand over MY World Title, and tonight is his last night on the job, so Joey... get your ass out here and give my back my damn belt!
The crowd begins to boo as JTB makes his way out from the back. The Bastard is limping heavily, and doesn't look to be his usual self. He looks disheveled. He is wearing dirty clothes and doesn't even react to the crowd. He looks sad as he makes his way down to the ring.
Mr. McMahon: Hurry up, now. Let's get this over with.
JTB enters the ring, dragging the Thy WWE Championship behind him.
Mr. McMahon: Did you really think you could get away with it? Did you? Get this man a microphone!
A ringside worker hands Vince a mic, and Vince tosses it at JTB. It hits his chest, and drops to the mat. JTB just stares down.
Mr. McMahon: Well? What do you have to say for yourself?
JTB picks up the mic. He doesn't speak right away. Instead, he looks around the arena, listening to the crowd's hate.
Mr. McMahon: Well, come on. Spit it out! I don't have all day.
JTB brings the mic up, looking depressed. He goes to speak but stops.
Mr. McMahon: You know what? Screw it. Just give me the belt and get the hell ou...
JTB: I'm sorry.
BOOOOOOOOOOO!
Mr. McMahon: You're sorry? That's all you have to say?
JTB: My whole career I've been dying to get this type of reaction. Just pure hatred from the crowd as a whole. Not one single person in a sea of thousands on my side. And, now, I've finally achieved it. And, now that I have it, I realize that I don't want it. Not because I don't like it, but because I don't deserve it. I deserve to come out here to no reaction at all. That's what I deserve. After all I've put these people through. After all I've put my coworkers through. After all I put you through, Vince... I don't deserve this, either.
JTB hands over the Thy WWE Title To Mr. McMahon.
JTB: Because, I didn't win. I stole it. I stole everything from you. I stole your company. I stole the spotlight from everybody else who deserved it, too. I became the most powerful man in wrestling just to win that Championship, and hold on to it. That wasn't fair, and I'm sorry. I don't deserve to call myself a Champion, so take it. Give it to somebody who does, because I don't want it. It's tainted now, just like me. That Championship is broken, as am I.
A tear runs down JTB's cheek, as the crowd starts to quiet down, unsure what to think. Vince is unsettled as well.
JTB: I don't even deserve to be in Thy WWE, to be honest. I've taken everything that you've given me, and slapped you all in the face with it. If it weren't for you, Vince, and all these people, I'd be nothing. It's because of all of them that I was a top star in Thy WWE, and Vince, I was misguided when I said that you never gave me any chances. Hell, just signing me to a contract was the biggest opportunity I'd ever received. And, then I go and turn around betray you like that? And, to betray the fans like that? the people who make all of this possible? No. I really don't deserve to be here, and you gave me exactly what I deserved when you fired me. No. I deserve worse than that. And, I betrayed me friends in the back. I am no longer one of the boys. I'm a piece of shit. I apologize to everybody involved with this company. I apologize to Phil Latio, Don Chuckles, and Beno. Even Steve Cruise. Even Kurt Orton! Bob Cena, Blade LaVigne, you name it. I made this place Hell on earth and for what? To be the Champion? A true Champion earns it, and I didn't earn it. I am not a true Champion, and I never was.
And, the saddest part of all is that I know that I can be a true Champion, but I screwed it all up.
Mr. McMahon: You're damn right you did.
JTB: I manipulated my best friends, and I used the woman I love. Words cannot not describe the feeling of hate I feel towards myself about the way that I mistreated Triana. Triana is destined for great things. She is a future World Champion, and I forced her to sit on the sidelines to be my cheerleader. Triana is the best that this company has to offer, and I kept her from reaching her full potential. I just love her so much, and I will never make it up to her. I became the person who I originally set out to fight. And, I dragged everybody down with me.
The fans start to realize that this is legit, and they start to cheer a little bit as Joey, not The Bastard goes on.
JTB: Thy WWE changed my life as it does everybody's. If not for Thy WWE, I would surely be dead by now. This was everything to me. There was a time where I took pride in putting on a good show, and giving you fans somebody to believe in, or something to remember. Then I started doing it for all the wrong reasons. This isn't about me. This is supposed to be about all of you, and I don't expect to be forgiven. I just want you to know that I am sorry, and you people are the most important people in my life. All of you. Out in the crowd and in the back. It doesn't matter. We are all here, and we all have a part to play. I forgot my part. I forgot my lines, and I forgot what this business is supposed to be about. If I could go back, I would become the Champion that I know I can be.
Mr. McMahon: Well, it's a little for that, isn't it?
JTB: Yes. Yes, it is. But, if I was to ask for one last thing, it would be for you give me one last chance to prove to the world that I can be a great Champion.
Mr. McMahon: Absolutely not. In Fact, you're lucky I even brought you out here to say goodbye! Now, without further ado, say your final goodbye, and let's get this over and done with.
JTB: You're right. I didn't deserve to get a farewell, but thank you for letting me talk to them one last time.
JTB looks out to the crowd, and to the fans at home.
JTB: Guys. It's been fun, and I can't thank you enough for the memories that you've all helped create. I am very sorry, and I love each and every one of you with all my heart. Good bye.
JTB starts to cry a little bit as Vince McMahon gears up to finish things.
Mr. McMahon: Joey the Bastard, that was a heartfelt apology, and I truly believe that you mean each and every word of it. But, what you did was unforgivable, and for that...
Joey the Bastard...
YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU'RRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE
FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII...
: Wait, wait, wait, wait! Just a second now!
The crowd looks up, and we see Christian Knight making his way down to the ring.
Christian Knight: Let's not do anything to rash here.
Knight walks down and enters the ring.
Knight: You're just gonna fire him? You're not gonna make him pay? Make him suffer? That's not the Vince McMahon that I know. The Vince McMahon that I know would make this man's life a living Hell so much that he'd be begging to get to be fired. Now, I...
Mr. McMahon: SHUT UP!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Mr. McMahon: You think you can just come out here and...
Christian Knight: No. You shut up, McMahon!
Vince looks at Christian Knight in shock.
Christian Knight: Shut your mouth for once in your life and listen! Keep him here, and let me be the one to take him out. Let me be the one to take that World Title from him, and let me be the one who ends his career. I saw you pay back Beno for his help. So, this is my payback. You made a lot of promises when you asked me to help you at Supremacy. You promised me any match that I want, and this, Vince... is the match that I want. Joey the Bastard defending the Thy WWE Championship against Christian Knight at Justice For Some!
The crowd likes the sound of that, but Vince looks pissed.
Mr. McMahon: How dare you come out here and disrespect me like that! Embarrass me in front of millions!
Vince stops, thinking for a few moments.
Mr. McMahon: Joey the Bastard, this your lucky day, because I'm a man who believes in second chances. You will get your chance to prove that are a true Champion. At Justice For Some, Joey the Bastard defends the Thy WWE Championship against Christian Knight...
IN A CASKET MATCH!
Phil Latio: OH MY GOD! That's huge!
Beno: Why the hell does he get a World Title match?
Don Chuckles: Quiet, Beno! You already got your title match. Are you ever satisfied?
JTB's eyes have lit up a little.
JTB: Thank you.
Mr. McMahon: Shut the hell up! Either way, one of you are finished! Because who ever loses... their career will be dead and buried inside that casket!
FOREVER!
Christian Knight: Excellent idea, Vince.
Christian Knight then hits JTB with a Lights Out Superkick. JTB stumbles back then Vince McMahon boots him in the gut and drops him with a Mac Stunner. Vince grabs the World Title that JTB gave him, and drapes it over JTB's chest.
Mr. McMahon: You're welcome.
Vince's music hits again as Christian Knight leaves up the ramp, and Vince McMahon leaves the ring. The camera shows a fallen JTB in the middle of the ring with the World Title draped over his chest as the show cuts to commercial.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
RAW 162 RESULTS
Live From: Alamodome - San Antonio, TX
================
Thy WWE RAW 162 begins inside the Alamodome at San Antonio, Texas. The Thy WWE Universe is going crazy as the RAW music video begins to play on the titantron. The pyros shoot off as the camera scans the arena. Fans holding signs for their favorite Thy WWE Superstars and they being loud! The camera stops infront of the commentary team which is made up of Phil Latio, Don Chuckles. Phil Latio begins to speak.
Phil Latio: Welcome to the Alamodome, I'm Phil Latio, next to me is Don Chuckles and this is the 162nd Episode of RAW! Last night we witnessed history as Team Thy WWE defeated the New Age, and bringing power back to Vince McMahon!
Don Chuckles: Team Thy WWE got lucky Phil! I'd rather see Joey in charge than Vince any day! Sorry folks, but get ready for another year of Blade and Vince sitting on top of the Wrestling World! Total bullshit!
Phil Latio: But Joey is still champion Don! And if they wanted to keep their power and control of this company, well they should've won! But never the less, we have a get show tonight and soon we'll hear from Vince McMahon himself!
Don Chuckles: Oh, wake me up when it's over.
Suddenly, Heart of a Champion by Nelly blares throughout the arena as Beno makes his way onto the stage.
Phil Latio: I was wonder where Beno was, he doesn't look too happy!
Beno with a serious look upon his face, he makes his way down the ramp, ignoring the crowds reactions towards him. He Slides into the ring and makes his way towards the corner and mouths for a microphone. He grabs the microphone and paces around the ring.
BENO: Cut my damn music!
Heart of a champion fades out as the crowd begins to boo the former World Champion.
BENO: I'm out here for one reason and one reason only. And that is to get what I have coming to me. See not that long ago when the New Age was running wild in Thy WWE, Vince McMahon came to me. And he personally asked me to help repel them and set things straight. He made a compelling case. At first he tried feeding my ego. When that didn't work, he tried flattery. And when that didn't work, he started making some pretty big promises. While I won't disclose the majority of the details, I'll let you all in on one of them.
Beno pauses for a moment waiting for the crowd to settle down.
BENO: He promised me when this was all set and done, I'd be given a guaranteed IN championship match against Bob Cena. So that really got me thinking. I've been a Tag Team and World champion here. But as for a mid card championship, I never held one. And winning the IN championship, well that would make me one of Thy WWE's only triple crown champions.I kept my end of the bargain. I decimated Kurt Orton and broke the back of the New Age. So now here I am. Waiting to get what I was promised. I Want Bob Cena and I want him tonight.....
The crowd pops big time for the return of the Chairman of Thy WWE, Vince McMahon. He walks out on to the stage with a big smile on his face.
Phil Latio: Ladies and gentlemen, the Chairman is back!
Vince stands at the top of the ramp for a moment, then begins his trademark strut to the ring as the fans eating it up. Vince enters the ring, and asks for a mic from ringside. He stands in the ring across from Beno, soaking in the reaction with a smile.
"WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!"
Mr. McMahon: Is that all you've got for me?
The place erupts with cheers.
Mr. McMahon: It's been far too long since I've stepped inside this very ring... MY RING!
Another huge pop.
Mr. McMahon: And, you won't hear me say this very often, but... I missed you guys!
The crowd roars in agreement.
Mr. McMahon: Now, I could spend the entire night, soaking in this amazing welcome back, but things in Thy WWE need to move forward. Now, Beno, you've got a lot of balls coming out here and making demands. You wanna call me out?
Beno: You're damn right! We had an agreement, and I want what is rightfully mine.
Mr.McMahon: You're right, Beno. I did promise you a shot at Bob Cena and the Thy WWE InterNational Championship. And, you did me, and everybody else for that matter, a huge service when you stepped up to rid Thy WWE of the New Age. Not only that, but you did something that I've been trying to do for years. You got rid of Kurt Orton! That's right! Kurt Orton suffered a career ending injury at Supremacy by your hands, Beno. And, now Kurt Orton will never compete inside a Thy WWE ring again. So, thanks for that, as well.
Beno: Get to the point, McMahon.
Mr. McMahon: Beno, I will honor our agreement. You will get your shot at Bob Cena!
The crowd goes nuts!
Mr. McMahon: But, it's not gonna happen tonight.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Mr. McMahon: Now, wait a minute now. Here me out! I can't give away such a high caliber match up with no build up. Are you kidding me? That is the type of match people will pay big bucks to see. That is a Pay-Per-View match up is I ever saw one!
So, yes, Beno, you get Bob Cena... at Justice For Some!
The crowd cheers, but Beno is not satisfied.
Mr. McMahon: And, let's go even further. You obviously don't like Bob Cena. You may even hate the man. I watched at home as he attacked you with chair, and you two put each other through tables and what not. My question for you now, Beno, is... do you want to hurt Bob Cena?
Beno: I would love nothing more than to beat his ass within an inch of his life.
Mr. McMahon: There you have it, ladies and gentlemen! At Justice For Some, Beno will go one on one with Bob Cena for the Thy WWE InterNational Champion... in a TLC Match!
The crowd goes absolutely nuts at the announcement. Beno seems to now be satisfied.
Beno: You are indeed a man of your word, McMahon. And, so am I. At Justice For Some, you're looking at the next Thy WWE InterNational Champion! Welcome back.
Beno drops the mic and leaves the ring. He then takes his place at the announce table with Phil Latio and Don Chuckles.
Phil Latio: What a huge match announced for Justice For Some! A TLC Match!
Don Chuckles: I hope you know what you've gotten your self into, Beno. Bob Cena is going to do his best to destroy you!
Beno: All that matters is that I've been rewarded for my hard work. Me being able to beat Cena's ass is just the icing on the cake.
Back in the ring, Vince isn't done...
Mr. McMahon: Now, let's move on to another Championship. The Thy WWE World Championship. Incase you missed it, and if you did, where the hell were you? At Supremacy, Thy WWE vanquished the New Age for good, and I fired Joey the Bastard's ass!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Mr. McMahon: But, I think I may have jumped the gun a little bit. Now, Thy WWE has no World Champion, and that's my fault. But, that's an easy fix. The first thing I need is for Joey to hand over MY World Title, and tonight is his last night on the job, so Joey... get your ass out here and give my back my damn belt!
The crowd begins to boo as JTB makes his way out from the back. The Bastard is limping heavily, and doesn't look to be his usual self. He looks disheveled. He is wearing dirty clothes and doesn't even react to the crowd. He looks sad as he makes his way down to the ring.
Mr. McMahon: Hurry up, now. Let's get this over with.
JTB enters the ring, dragging the Thy WWE Championship behind him.
Mr. McMahon: Did you really think you could get away with it? Did you? Get this man a microphone!
A ringside worker hands Vince a mic, and Vince tosses it at JTB. It hits his chest, and drops to the mat. JTB just stares down.
Mr. McMahon: Well? What do you have to say for yourself?
JTB picks up the mic. He doesn't speak right away. Instead, he looks around the arena, listening to the crowd's hate.
Mr. McMahon: Well, come on. Spit it out! I don't have all day.
JTB brings the mic up, looking depressed. He goes to speak but stops.
Mr. McMahon: You know what? Screw it. Just give me the belt and get the hell ou...
JTB: I'm sorry.
BOOOOOOOOOOO!
Mr. McMahon: You're sorry? That's all you have to say?
JTB: My whole career I've been dying to get this type of reaction. Just pure hatred from the crowd as a whole. Not one single person in a sea of thousands on my side. And, now, I've finally achieved it. And, now that I have it, I realize that I don't want it. Not because I don't like it, but because I don't deserve it. I deserve to come out here to no reaction at all. That's what I deserve. After all I've put these people through. After all I've put my coworkers through. After all I put you through, Vince... I don't deserve this, either.
JTB hands over the Thy WWE Title To Mr. McMahon.
JTB: Because, I didn't win. I stole it. I stole everything from you. I stole your company. I stole the spotlight from everybody else who deserved it, too. I became the most powerful man in wrestling just to win that Championship, and hold on to it. That wasn't fair, and I'm sorry. I don't deserve to call myself a Champion, so take it. Give it to somebody who does, because I don't want it. It's tainted now, just like me. That Championship is broken, as am I.
A tear runs down JTB's cheek, as the crowd starts to quiet down, unsure what to think. Vince is unsettled as well.
JTB: I don't even deserve to be in Thy WWE, to be honest. I've taken everything that you've given me, and slapped you all in the face with it. If it weren't for you, Vince, and all these people, I'd be nothing. It's because of all of them that I was a top star in Thy WWE, and Vince, I was misguided when I said that you never gave me any chances. Hell, just signing me to a contract was the biggest opportunity I'd ever received. And, then I go and turn around betray you like that? And, to betray the fans like that? the people who make all of this possible? No. I really don't deserve to be here, and you gave me exactly what I deserved when you fired me. No. I deserve worse than that. And, I betrayed me friends in the back. I am no longer one of the boys. I'm a piece of shit. I apologize to everybody involved with this company. I apologize to Phil Latio, Don Chuckles, and Beno. Even Steve Cruise. Even Kurt Orton! Bob Cena, Blade LaVigne, you name it. I made this place Hell on earth and for what? To be the Champion? A true Champion earns it, and I didn't earn it. I am not a true Champion, and I never was.
And, the saddest part of all is that I know that I can be a true Champion, but I screwed it all up.
Mr. McMahon: You're damn right you did.
JTB: I manipulated my best friends, and I used the woman I love. Words cannot not describe the feeling of hate I feel towards myself about the way that I mistreated Triana. Triana is destined for great things. She is a future World Champion, and I forced her to sit on the sidelines to be my cheerleader. Triana is the best that this company has to offer, and I kept her from reaching her full potential. I just love her so much, and I will never make it up to her. I became the person who I originally set out to fight. And, I dragged everybody down with me.
The fans start to realize that this is legit, and they start to cheer a little bit as Joey, not The Bastard goes on.
JTB: Thy WWE changed my life as it does everybody's. If not for Thy WWE, I would surely be dead by now. This was everything to me. There was a time where I took pride in putting on a good show, and giving you fans somebody to believe in, or something to remember. Then I started doing it for all the wrong reasons. This isn't about me. This is supposed to be about all of you, and I don't expect to be forgiven. I just want you to know that I am sorry, and you people are the most important people in my life. All of you. Out in the crowd and in the back. It doesn't matter. We are all here, and we all have a part to play. I forgot my part. I forgot my lines, and I forgot what this business is supposed to be about. If I could go back, I would become the Champion that I know I can be.
Mr. McMahon: Well, it's a little for that, isn't it?
JTB: Yes. Yes, it is. But, if I was to ask for one last thing, it would be for you give me one last chance to prove to the world that I can be a great Champion.
Mr. McMahon: Absolutely not. In Fact, you're lucky I even brought you out here to say goodbye! Now, without further ado, say your final goodbye, and let's get this over and done with.
JTB: You're right. I didn't deserve to get a farewell, but thank you for letting me talk to them one last time.
JTB looks out to the crowd, and to the fans at home.
JTB: Guys. It's been fun, and I can't thank you enough for the memories that you've all helped create. I am very sorry, and I love each and every one of you with all my heart. Good bye.
JTB starts to cry a little bit as Vince McMahon gears up to finish things.
Mr. McMahon: Joey the Bastard, that was a heartfelt apology, and I truly believe that you mean each and every word of it. But, what you did was unforgivable, and for that...
Joey the Bastard...
YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU'RRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE
FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII...
: Wait, wait, wait, wait! Just a second now!The crowd looks up, and we see Christian Knight making his way down to the ring.
Christian Knight: Let's not do anything to rash here.
Knight walks down and enters the ring.
Knight: You're just gonna fire him? You're not gonna make him pay? Make him suffer? That's not the Vince McMahon that I know. The Vince McMahon that I know would make this man's life a living Hell so much that he'd be begging to get to be fired. Now, I...
Mr. McMahon: SHUT UP!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Mr. McMahon: You think you can just come out here and...
Christian Knight: No. You shut up, McMahon!
Vince looks at Christian Knight in shock.
Christian Knight: Shut your mouth for once in your life and listen! Keep him here, and let me be the one to take him out. Let me be the one to take that World Title from him, and let me be the one who ends his career. I saw you pay back Beno for his help. So, this is my payback. You made a lot of promises when you asked me to help you at Supremacy. You promised me any match that I want, and this, Vince... is the match that I want. Joey the Bastard defending the Thy WWE Championship against Christian Knight at Justice For Some!
The crowd likes the sound of that, but Vince looks pissed.
Mr. McMahon: How dare you come out here and disrespect me like that! Embarrass me in front of millions!
Vince stops, thinking for a few moments.
Mr. McMahon: Joey the Bastard, this your lucky day, because I'm a man who believes in second chances. You will get your chance to prove that are a true Champion. At Justice For Some, Joey the Bastard defends the Thy WWE Championship against Christian Knight...
IN A CASKET MATCH!
Phil Latio: OH MY GOD! That's huge!
Beno: Why the hell does he get a World Title match?
Don Chuckles: Quiet, Beno! You already got your title match. Are you ever satisfied?
JTB's eyes have lit up a little.
JTB: Thank you.
Mr. McMahon: Shut the hell up! Either way, one of you are finished! Because who ever loses... their career will be dead and buried inside that casket!
FOREVER!
Christian Knight: Excellent idea, Vince.
Christian Knight then hits JTB with a Lights Out Superkick. JTB stumbles back then Vince McMahon boots him in the gut and drops him with a Mac Stunner. Vince grabs the World Title that JTB gave him, and drapes it over JTB's chest.
Mr. McMahon: You're welcome.
Vince's music hits again as Christian Knight leaves up the ramp, and Vince McMahon leaves the ring. The camera shows a fallen JTB in the middle of the ring with the World Title draped over his chest as the show cuts to commercial.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: Folks, up next we have something a little different for you: A Knockout Match between "Lethal Weapon" Steve Blackman and Dominic Reynolds!
Don Chuckles: That's right, Latio! This is the in ring return of Reynolds on Thy WWE RAW, too! And, there couldn't be a better way to return than to knock Steve Blackman's lights out!
Phil Latio: Easier said than done, Don. Now, Beno, what do Blackman and Reynolds need to do to come out of this match victorious?
Beno: The first thing that they need to remember is that there are no pinfalls or submissions. They only way to win this match is by knocking your opponent out. It's as simple as that. And, Reynolds needs to remember that the rules state that this match must stay inside the ring. If you leave the ring on purpose, it's an automatic DQ. That being said, there are still plenty of ways for Reynolds to take a shortcut. I've known Reynolds for a long time, and trust me, if he sees a shortcut, he will take it. Not because he has to. Not because he can't win the match without it. But, because he can. Reynolds is a man who likes to embarrass his opponents, and he likes to hurt them, too.
Phil Latio: Facing a man with the skills of Steve Blackman is no easy task. Steve Blackman has trained his entire life in martial arts.
Don Chuckles: Reynolds just needs to out smart Blackman which is fairly easy if you ask me.
Beno: Reynolds knows what he's doing. He's not a Golden Glove Champion for nothing. He needs to make this quick, and not try to toy with Blackman. If Blackman gets an opening from a Reynolds mistake, then this match is done for.
Phil Latio: Thanks, guys. Well, let's head to the action!
Match One: Dominic Reynolds vs Steve Blackman
(Knockout Match)
Steve Blackman starts to make his way out to the ring to a nice ovation from the crowd. He makes his way down the ramp.
Phil Latio: Wait a minute now. There's Reynolds!
Reynolds run down the ramp and clobbers Blackman in the back of the head to boos from the crowd. Reynolds then slams Blackman face first on the apron, then slams him shoulder first in to the ring steps. Reynolds isn't done as he then chucks Blackman in to the barricade. The ref is livid.
Phil Latio: What is the meaning of this? Why? Reynolds will take any advantage he can get!
Don Chuckles: And, the best part is that he doesn't even have to! Haha!
Beno: I mean, yeah. Great strategy, and all. I was more looking forward to a fair fight.
Reynolds slams Blackman's face on the barricade once more then crotches him on top of it. Reynolds jumps up as well, pulling Blackman up, while balancing on the apron. Reynolds hooks Blackman up, lifts him...
Phil Latio: NO! Not this! This is the move that Reynolds used on Blade LaVigne at Supremacy!
BRAINBUSTER ON THE BARRICADE!
Phil Latio: Come on, dammit! What happened to the spirit of competition? This is disgusting!
Don Chuckles: Blackman's eyes are rolling to the back of his head! He may be knocked out before this match can even start!
Beno: He may have a concussion. In fact, I'm almost certain of it. Look at his eyes!
The crowd rains down on Reynolds with boos as the ref jumps out of the ring to check on Blackman. Reynolds shoves the ref away then pulls Blackman up and rolls him in to the ring. Reynolds walks up the other steps and enters the ring, standing in his corner as the ref enters the ring. Blackman is down in the corner, motionless. Reynolds demands that the ref start the match, but the ref refuses. Instead, he throws up the "X" with his arms. EMTs rush to the ring as Reynolds watches on, asking what the hell they think they're doing. The ref is like "BACK OFF!" as Reynolds crouches in his corner, watching it all unfold. Blackman gets in a sitting position in the corner. The EMTs are asking Blackman questions and checking his eyes.
Phil Latio: It looks like the ref wants to cancel this match.
Don Chuckles: Steve Blackman won't let him do it! What an idiot!
Beno: This may not be the smartest decision on Blackman's behalf. But, you gotta admire the guts.
Blackman yells to start the match as he shoves the EMTs away. They leave the ring, and the ref asks Blackman if he's sure. Blackman shakes the cobwebs out and says yes.
Phil Latio: Just do it another day, Steve! It's not worth it. You have nothing to prove to anybody!
DING DING DING
Phil Latio: Dammit!
As soon as the bell is rung, Reynolds moves quickly. He gets in a quick flurry to the body as Blackman can barely defend himself. A quick jab to the jaw, causes Blackman to stumble. Reynolds starts to juke and jive now. Using fancy foot work to get in, land a few shots, then get out, as Blackman takes every shot Reynolds gives him like a champ. Blackman won't do down, but he is wobbling. Reynolds starts to wind up, taking a little bit too much time. Reynolds with the haymaker, but Blackman parrys it with both forearms. Spinning back fist from Blackman followed by a spin kick to the gut. Reynolds holds his midsection in pain, and Blackman drops him with the Pump Kick!
Phil Latio: And, Reynolds is down! I can't believe it! Reynolds is down and out!
Don Chuckles: That was amazing speed from Steve Blackman! How did he manage that?
Beno: The Pump Kick connected with the chest! If Blackman had connected with Reynolds' jaw, this match would be over! Blackman didn't get all of the kick, but did he get enough?
Reynolds is down, looking up at the lights in shock. The ref starts the ten count...
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And Reynolds is back up before the ref counts nine. Blackman moves forward, grabbing Reynolds, but Reynolds pulls Blackman by the waistband, and Blackman falls face first into the turnbuckle. Reynolds starts to stomp Blackman in the chest in the corner.
Phil Latio: Hey, that's not part of this match!
Beno: Nothing in the rules of the Knockout Match says that you can't stomp your opponent. Reynolds just needs to break before the ref counts to five.
Reynolds back off at four and a half, and Reynolds looks angry. The ref demands that Reynolds get to his corner. Blackman up, and the ref signals for them to continue. Reynolds moves in. Jab, jab, jab, cross, right hook, but Blackman catches his arm, spins him and drops him with a swinging neckbreaker. Blackman goes for a cover, but the ref is like "NO!"
Don Chuckles: HAHAHA! What a moron!
Beno: The guy is obviously concussed, Chuckles. He's just fighting off of pure instinct at this point.
Phil Latio: If pinfalls did count, this match would be over for sure.
Don Chuckles: Well, they don't. So shut the hell up, Latio!
Reynolds rolls over to the ropes. Grabbing them for safety as Blackman closes in. The ref forces Blackman back, and Reynolds goes in to his trunks.
Phil Latio: Brass knuckles! Reynolds has the brass knucks!
Don Chuckles: Knock him out, Reynolds!
Reynolds hides them behind his back as the crowd starts to rumble, trying to warn the ref and Blackman. Blackman gets close, and Reynolds takes a swing. Blackman catches his arm, and wraps it up. Blackman looks at the knuckles, then at Reynolds. Reynolds looks at the knuckles, then at Blackman, then at the referee. Blackman shakes his head, then rips the brass knuckles away. Blackman holds the knuckles up, and the crowd cheers. Blackman puts the knuckles on, and the ref is freaking out, telling him not to use them. Reynolds with a chop block to Blackman's knee and the knucks fly out of the ring. Reynolds drives Blackman's face in to the turnbuckle, then lifts Blackman up, sitting him on the top.
Phil Latio: Is that legal?
Don Chuckles: They're inside the ring, aren't they?
Beno: Yeah, I'm stumped on this one.
Reynolds climbs up, and sets Blackman up for a Super-plex, but turns it in to a brainbuster on to the top turnbuckle.
Phil Latio: OH MY GOD!
Don Chuckles: That was brutal, Latio! Blackman is done for!
Beno: But, Blackman still won't go down! Blackman is still standing!
Steve Blackman, somehow, is still standing. Barely. Reynolds looks at him wide-eyed, and shocked. The shock turns to rage as Reynolds moves in close. Right hook, left hook, right hook, uppercut, and Steve Blackman is dummied. The ref shoves Reynolds away, telling him it's over, then starts the count.
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Steve Cruise: Here is your winner... by way of knockout... Dominic REEEYNOLLLDS!
The crowd is livid.
WINNER OF THE MATCH: DOMINIC REYNOLDS
Phil Latio: What a lethal combination to finish off Blackman!
Beno: Let's face it, Reynolds finished off Blackman before this match even started. It was only a matter of time. If Reynolds can live with that type of victory on his conscience, then I may have misjudged him.
Don Chuckles: I'm sure he's extremely proud, and so he should be!
Phil Latio: And he's not done!
EMTs have hit the ring to check on Blackman once again. Reynolds starts to chuck them out of the ring, then grabs Blackman's lifeless body as the crowd boo.Reynolds tries to pull Blackman up, but Blackman falls back down, still knocked out. Reynolds laughs, then pulls Blackman up again. He sets him up for what may be a third brainbuster...
Phil Latio: BLADE LAVIGNE IS HERE!
Blade sprints down the ramp, and slides in to the ring with vengeance on his mind. Reynolds lets go of Blackman, and quickly rolls out of the ring, running around ringside, and up the ramp.
Don Chuckle: Mind your own business, LaVigne!
Beno: Blade LaVigne made it his business after Reynolds tried to take him out at Supremacy. His own team mate! I hope Blade beats the living piss out of him.
But, Blade instead checks on Steve Blackman. The EMTs get back in to do their jobs. Blade looks up the ramp at Reynolds, calling him a coward, and daring him to fight face to face. Reynolds backs away up the ramp, pissed off. "YOU'RE LUCKY!", he yells down at Blade. The crowd starts to chant for Blade, and Reynolds look around in disgust before shaking his head and leaving. Blade then turns back to Blackman and the EMTs, asking if Steve Blackman will be okay.
Phil Latio: I haven't seen Blade that angry before, guys! Thank God he showed up when he did. Otherwise, Steve Blackman's career may have been ended.
Don Chuckles: Why would Blade come out here to save Blackman? They were enemies for almost a year!
Beno: The New Age is dead. There's no reason for Blade and Blackman to be enemies anymore. Dominic Reynolds made an enemy in Blade at Supremacy. Now, Reynolds has made a new enemy in Steve Blackman. As, I'm sure, Steve Blackman knows, and as a wise man once said: The enemy of my enemy, is my friend.
Phil Latio: We'll be back!
The show cuts to commercial as we see Blade help Blackman up. Steve Blackman shakes Blade's hand and thanks him for what he did.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! What two big announcements from Vince McMahon! At Justice 4 Some, we will have Beno taking Bob Cena for POT's InterNational title! And Joey the Bastard put's his title and career on the line against Christian Knight in a casket match!
Don Chuckles: Christian Knight is back and nothing is new, sticking his nose into everything! He always has to ruin my mood! Even though he basically saved Joey from being fired tonight!
Beno: I got what was promised to me, so I'm happy! But I actually agree with you Don! Knight comes back and is granted a title shot? That's bullshit!
Phil Latio: But right now, we have a one on one match between Zak Shields and Xavier Oden! Should be a good one!
Match Two: Zak Shields vs Xavier Oden
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 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 weighing 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 his opponent.
Phil Latio: This is a big match for both superstars! Zak Shields has a chance to show Vince McMahon that he still has what it takes!
Don Chuckles: And don't forget about Xavier Oden, he's been on a tear as of late, ever since returning! To beat a former InterNational Champion tonight would be huge!
Phil Latio: I'm pretty excited for sure Don!
Suddenly, Hero by Skillet begins to blare throughout the arena from the PA system as the fans begin to boo as "The Killer" comes walking out onto the stage.
I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero (save me now)
I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me (just in time)
Xavier Oden looks around the arena and cocks a grin as he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent...Weighing in at 220lbs...From Seattle, Washington...XAVIER ODEN!!!
Xavier rushes to the ring springing up onto the apron, then whipping his feet before stepping through the ropes. He climbs over to the turnbuckle to cross* his arms in an 'X' form before shouting.
"I don't need you...You need me...You're welcome!'
Oden’s theme song fades as he turns his focus onto Zak Shields. The referee calls for the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING
Both walk to the middle of the ring and they lock up, almost instantly Oden gets the upper hand and he hip tosses Shields to the mat and locks in a headlock. Zak with his quick thinking throws his legs up and wraps them around Oden’s head and he pulls Oden down making him release the hold.
Both of them get to their feet as Oden runs at Zak and goes for a clothesline but Sheilds ducks, Oden bounces off the ropes and comes back at Zak and this time goes for a scissor kick but again Shields side steps and he takes out the supporting leg of Oden.
Don Chuckles: Quick thinking by the former InterNational Champion!
Zak picks up Oden and begins to throw forearms into his face, pushing him up against the ropes, Zak irish whips Oden, Oden hits the ropes and comes back at Shields, Shields grabs Oden and connects with a Belly to Belly Suplex!
The crowd gives off a small pop for Shields as Shields goes for the quick cover!
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: It’s going to take more than that to keep Xavier Oden down!
Shields gets to his feet. Zak bends down to pick up Oden but Oden gets in an eye poke, forcing Shield to back away and begin to feel his eye. Oden rushes to his feet, grabs Shield by the trucks and head and throws him into the turnbuckle, shoulder first!
Phil Latio: What a cheap shot!
Don Chuckles: Gotta do whatever it takes to win Phil! Zak is a veteran, he should expect anything and everything!
Oden grabs Zak by his feet and drags him into the center of the ring. Oden walks over to the hurt arm. Oden lays out Zak’s arm on the ground, jumps up into the air and lands knee first on the arm! Zak screams and begins to roll around on the mat as the fans begin to boo Oden who just stands there with a smirk on his face.
Phil Latio: Oden could break Zak’s arm and wouldn’t care at all!
Don Chuckles: Why would he care? Zak knew what he signed up for.
Oden picks up Shield and kicks him in the mid-section, Oden sets Shields up for a Pile-Driver. But no, Shields grabs the legs of Oden and slams him down on his back! Shields holding both legs of Oden looks around the arena as the crowd begins to get loud.
Shields puts one foot through the legs of Oden and crosses his legs, Shields begins to turn Oden around, looking for the Sharpshooter!
Phil Latio: If he connects with the Sharpshooter, it may just end this match!
Shields almost has Oden turned over on his stomach but suddenly, Oden with all his might, twists and throws Shields off of him, Shields hits the ground, both superstars get to their feet. Zak rushes Oden, Oden kicks Zak in the stomach, and quickly connects with one of his finishers, a Running Pile Driver!
Don Chuckles: My god! This could be hit!
Oden covers Shields, the referee begins to count…
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Don Chuckles: Oden has this!
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: XAVIER ODEN!
Steve Cruise: And the winner by pinfall...XAAAAVIER OOOOODEN!!!
The bell is rung and Oden gets to his feet, Oden stands up over the lifeless body of Zak Shields. He raises his arms as his theme song begins to play.
Phil Latio: What chain of events just happened! We went from a Sharpshooter to a Running Pile Driver within a handful of seconds! What a match!
Don Chuckles: Tough loss for the former InterNational Champion but huge win for Xavier Oden! He’s been on a roll since returning!
Phil Latio: If Zak was able to put on that Sharpshooter, we might’ve had a different winner but that’s how the cookie crumbles sometimes! We’ll be right back folks after these commercials!
Xavier Oden exits the ring as Zak is laying there on the mat, holding his head in defeat. The show goes to commercial break!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
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 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 weighing 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 his opponent.
Phil Latio: This is a big match for both superstars! Zak Shields has a chance to show Vince McMahon that he still has what it takes!
Don Chuckles: And don't forget about Xavier Oden, he's been on a tear as of late, ever since returning! To beat a former InterNational Champion tonight would be huge!
Phil Latio: I'm pretty excited for sure Don!
Suddenly, Hero by Skillet begins to blare throughout the arena from the PA system as the fans begin to boo as "The Killer" comes walking out onto the stage.
I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero (save me now)
I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me (just in time)
Xavier Oden looks around the arena and cocks a grin as he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring.
Steve Cruise: And his opponent...Weighing in at 220lbs...From Seattle, Washington...XAVIER ODEN!!!
Xavier rushes to the ring springing up onto the apron, then whipping his feet before stepping through the ropes. He climbs over to the turnbuckle to cross* his arms in an 'X' form before shouting.
"I don't need you...You need me...You're welcome!'
Oden’s theme song fades as he turns his focus onto Zak Shields. The referee calls for the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING
Both walk to the middle of the ring and they lock up, almost instantly Oden gets the upper hand and he hip tosses Shields to the mat and locks in a headlock. Zak with his quick thinking throws his legs up and wraps them around Oden’s head and he pulls Oden down making him release the hold.
Both of them get to their feet as Oden runs at Zak and goes for a clothesline but Sheilds ducks, Oden bounces off the ropes and comes back at Zak and this time goes for a scissor kick but again Shields side steps and he takes out the supporting leg of Oden.
Don Chuckles: Quick thinking by the former InterNational Champion!
Zak picks up Oden and begins to throw forearms into his face, pushing him up against the ropes, Zak irish whips Oden, Oden hits the ropes and comes back at Shields, Shields grabs Oden and connects with a Belly to Belly Suplex!
The crowd gives off a small pop for Shields as Shields goes for the quick cover!
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KICKOUT!
Phil Latio: It’s going to take more than that to keep Xavier Oden down!
Shields gets to his feet. Zak bends down to pick up Oden but Oden gets in an eye poke, forcing Shield to back away and begin to feel his eye. Oden rushes to his feet, grabs Shield by the trucks and head and throws him into the turnbuckle, shoulder first!
Phil Latio: What a cheap shot!
Don Chuckles: Gotta do whatever it takes to win Phil! Zak is a veteran, he should expect anything and everything!
Oden grabs Zak by his feet and drags him into the center of the ring. Oden walks over to the hurt arm. Oden lays out Zak’s arm on the ground, jumps up into the air and lands knee first on the arm! Zak screams and begins to roll around on the mat as the fans begin to boo Oden who just stands there with a smirk on his face.
Phil Latio: Oden could break Zak’s arm and wouldn’t care at all!
Don Chuckles: Why would he care? Zak knew what he signed up for.
Oden picks up Shield and kicks him in the mid-section, Oden sets Shields up for a Pile-Driver. But no, Shields grabs the legs of Oden and slams him down on his back! Shields holding both legs of Oden looks around the arena as the crowd begins to get loud.
Shields puts one foot through the legs of Oden and crosses his legs, Shields begins to turn Oden around, looking for the Sharpshooter!
Phil Latio: If he connects with the Sharpshooter, it may just end this match!
Shields almost has Oden turned over on his stomach but suddenly, Oden with all his might, twists and throws Shields off of him, Shields hits the ground, both superstars get to their feet. Zak rushes Oden, Oden kicks Zak in the stomach, and quickly connects with one of his finishers, a Running Pile Driver!
Don Chuckles: My god! This could be hit!
Oden covers Shields, the referee begins to count…
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THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WINNER OF THE MATCH: XAVIER ODEN!
Steve Cruise: And the winner by pinfall...XAAAAVIER OOOOODEN!!!
The bell is rung and Oden gets to his feet, Oden stands up over the lifeless body of Zak Shields. He raises his arms as his theme song begins to play.
Phil Latio: What chain of events just happened! We went from a Sharpshooter to a Running Pile Driver within a handful of seconds! What a match!
Don Chuckles: Tough loss for the former InterNational Champion but huge win for Xavier Oden! He’s been on a roll since returning!
Phil Latio: If Zak was able to put on that Sharpshooter, we might’ve had a different winner but that’s how the cookie crumbles sometimes! We’ll be right back folks after these commercials!
Xavier Oden exits the ring as Zak is laying there on the mat, holding his head in defeat. The show goes to commercial break!
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Phil Latio: Welcome back folks! Up next is our main event!
Don Chuckles: Triana and Bob Cena are two of Thy WWE's very best! I'm pretty excited for this one!
Beno: Bob better not start something he can't finish and just focus on his match! That's all I have to say!
Don Chuckles: If you were as good as POT, you'd be champion and not him! He'd be sitting here with Phil and I!
Beno: I'll prove everyone wrong when I take that title from Cena at Justice for Some! Then you'll shut your big mouth Don!
Phil Latio: Never the less, this is a great opportunity for both superstars!
Don Chuckles: A win over POT will put Triana right up there for a future shot at the belt for sure!
Main Event: Bob Cena © vs Triana
(Non Title)
"U+Ur Hand" by P!nk plays as Triana makes her entrance to a loud but mixed reaction.
Phil Latio: A noticeably mixed reaction for this lady. She's one of the helpers in the destruction of the New Age last night, but this crowd won't easily forget her actions as part of the New Age.
Don Chuckles: This girl is a winner! I don't care who she's siding with, she's one of the best in this company right now!
Beno: I hate to admit it, but I do agree with Don to a point. I was on the opposite side last night in that hellacious match, but I have even more respect for this superstar than I did before. She is one tough customer.
Triana is a bit more reserved tonight, but she looks focused. She's worked a long time with Bob Cena, so this match will certainly prove to be interesting. She stands in her corner of the ring, staring intently at the entryway.
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 begins playing to a huge reaction to the crowd, mostly mixed but leaning towards positive.
Bob Cena walks out and pauses, looking around at the crowd, unsure how to take the reaction. He walks down the ramp, talking trash to Triana. He stops at the apron, removing his shirt and hat, preparing for a fight-
Luke Harper comes out of nowhere with a forearm!
Phil Latio: What the hell is this?
Beno: That's... thats Luke Harper! One of Bray Wyatt's tools!
The crowd is shocked as Luke begins punching Cena down. Luke backs off, and as Cena regains himself, Luke spins around for a discus clothesline- but Cena ducks it, and begins punching Luke! Bob has him backing up, but Troy Motor comes up behind him, spinning him around.
Phil Latio: Oh my god! These two have history! They were friends even before joining the New Age!
Troy removes the sheep mask, and Bob pauses, something stopping him-
Luke grabs Bob's arms and holds him back, and Troy begins peppering his former friend with shots. Cena can't fight back without his arms, and Harper rolls Bob into the ring.
Beno: This is an assault! They're picking apart Cena like they've done to every other wayward soul that has crossed Bray Wyatt's path!
Triana is still standing in the corner, looking shocked, but watching intently.
Luke picks Bob up, and he begins struggling again, but is overwhelmed by Troy and Luke. Luke begins stomping on Bob's head while Troy hold him steady.
Phil Latio: Stop this! Somebody stop this!
Don Chuckles: You go in and try if you want!
Beno: Oh god guys. Bob has gone limp! The only thing holding him up is Troy!
Troy lifts Cena up into a standing position, and pushes him forwards, straight into a super kick by Luke Harper! Cena's head snaps back and he bends backwards, suspended in that position for a moment, before finally collapsing. Harper laughs, and turns around, staring at Triana.
Troy sets Bob up, before running into the ropes. Harper, his eyes still on Triana, points at Bob with a gunshot gesture as Troy stomps on Bob's head with a Peace of Mind.
Phil Latio: I.... I don't even know what to say anymore....
Beno: These men have been doing this for weeks straight. Something has to give!
Bob is totally limp on the map. Troy grabs Bob's left arm, and Luke grabs Bob's right, and the lift him up so that his chest and stomach are off of the mat.
The lights go out.
Phil Latio: And here comes the Puppet-master.
The lights switch back on and Bray is standing before Triana, a wide smile on his face. He steps aside, pointing to an unconscious Bob. Triana considers a moment, before shaking her head. Bray laughs, picking Cena up, setting him up, and hitting him with Sister Abigail's Kiss.
Bray grabs a microphone.
"I saw your potential."
He looks straight at Triana, who returns his gaze, her face blank.
"I saw within you, the need to truly belong. I could see her in your eyes. I could see her, before the sickness that took her. She was my teacher. She was like a mother to me. She brought me into the enlightenment, the awakening that has set me on this path. She who has touched so many souls! She who gave Luke Harper new life! She who gave Troy Motor new purpose! Triana... in your eyes, I saw Sister Abigail."
Bray looks like he has tears in his eyes.
"You are lost now. You've had everything ripped from you. We can give you new purpose. We will preach Abigail's words; her spirit lives on within you! You can show those that think you are less, that you are truly a force to be reckoned with! Come with us, Triana. Join your former brother in arms Troy. Leave this existence behind, and assume your role as Abigail's successor."
Bray stops talking, and the crowd is hushed in anticipation for her answer. Triana looks as though she truly is considering, and she looks at Bob's unconscious body.
Triana climbs between the ropes, and walks away, towards the ramp.
"You can't run away from destiny!"
Triana continues walking, not giving any indication she heard Bray.
"You have one week to decide."
Triana pauses and looks at Bray, her face showing slight shock.
Bray laughs and drops to his knees.
"Follow.... the Buzzards!"
RAW 162 just ends in static.
END OF SHOW
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Don Chuckles: Triana and Bob Cena are two of Thy WWE's very best! I'm pretty excited for this one!
Beno: Bob better not start something he can't finish and just focus on his match! That's all I have to say!
Don Chuckles: If you were as good as POT, you'd be champion and not him! He'd be sitting here with Phil and I!
Beno: I'll prove everyone wrong when I take that title from Cena at Justice for Some! Then you'll shut your big mouth Don!
Phil Latio: Never the less, this is a great opportunity for both superstars!
Don Chuckles: A win over POT will put Triana right up there for a future shot at the belt for sure!
Main Event: Bob Cena © vs Triana
(Non Title)
"U+Ur Hand" by P!nk plays as Triana makes her entrance to a loud but mixed reaction.
Phil Latio: A noticeably mixed reaction for this lady. She's one of the helpers in the destruction of the New Age last night, but this crowd won't easily forget her actions as part of the New Age.
Don Chuckles: This girl is a winner! I don't care who she's siding with, she's one of the best in this company right now!
Beno: I hate to admit it, but I do agree with Don to a point. I was on the opposite side last night in that hellacious match, but I have even more respect for this superstar than I did before. She is one tough customer.
Triana is a bit more reserved tonight, but she looks focused. She's worked a long time with Bob Cena, so this match will certainly prove to be interesting. She stands in her corner of the ring, staring intently at the entryway.
"Unorthodox" by Wretch 32 begins playing to a huge reaction to the crowd, mostly mixed but leaning towards positive.
Bob Cena walks out and pauses, looking around at the crowd, unsure how to take the reaction. He walks down the ramp, talking trash to Triana. He stops at the apron, removing his shirt and hat, preparing for a fight-
Luke Harper comes out of nowhere with a forearm!
Phil Latio: What the hell is this?
Beno: That's... thats Luke Harper! One of Bray Wyatt's tools!
The crowd is shocked as Luke begins punching Cena down. Luke backs off, and as Cena regains himself, Luke spins around for a discus clothesline- but Cena ducks it, and begins punching Luke! Bob has him backing up, but Troy Motor comes up behind him, spinning him around.
Phil Latio: Oh my god! These two have history! They were friends even before joining the New Age!
Troy removes the sheep mask, and Bob pauses, something stopping him-
Luke grabs Bob's arms and holds him back, and Troy begins peppering his former friend with shots. Cena can't fight back without his arms, and Harper rolls Bob into the ring.
Beno: This is an assault! They're picking apart Cena like they've done to every other wayward soul that has crossed Bray Wyatt's path!
Triana is still standing in the corner, looking shocked, but watching intently.
Luke picks Bob up, and he begins struggling again, but is overwhelmed by Troy and Luke. Luke begins stomping on Bob's head while Troy hold him steady.
Phil Latio: Stop this! Somebody stop this!
Don Chuckles: You go in and try if you want!
Beno: Oh god guys. Bob has gone limp! The only thing holding him up is Troy!
Troy lifts Cena up into a standing position, and pushes him forwards, straight into a super kick by Luke Harper! Cena's head snaps back and he bends backwards, suspended in that position for a moment, before finally collapsing. Harper laughs, and turns around, staring at Triana.
Troy sets Bob up, before running into the ropes. Harper, his eyes still on Triana, points at Bob with a gunshot gesture as Troy stomps on Bob's head with a Peace of Mind.
Phil Latio: I.... I don't even know what to say anymore....
Beno: These men have been doing this for weeks straight. Something has to give!
Bob is totally limp on the map. Troy grabs Bob's left arm, and Luke grabs Bob's right, and the lift him up so that his chest and stomach are off of the mat.
The lights go out.
Phil Latio: And here comes the Puppet-master.
The lights switch back on and Bray is standing before Triana, a wide smile on his face. He steps aside, pointing to an unconscious Bob. Triana considers a moment, before shaking her head. Bray laughs, picking Cena up, setting him up, and hitting him with Sister Abigail's Kiss.
Bray grabs a microphone.
"I saw your potential."
He looks straight at Triana, who returns his gaze, her face blank.
"I saw within you, the need to truly belong. I could see her in your eyes. I could see her, before the sickness that took her. She was my teacher. She was like a mother to me. She brought me into the enlightenment, the awakening that has set me on this path. She who has touched so many souls! She who gave Luke Harper new life! She who gave Troy Motor new purpose! Triana... in your eyes, I saw Sister Abigail."
Bray looks like he has tears in his eyes.
"You are lost now. You've had everything ripped from you. We can give you new purpose. We will preach Abigail's words; her spirit lives on within you! You can show those that think you are less, that you are truly a force to be reckoned with! Come with us, Triana. Join your former brother in arms Troy. Leave this existence behind, and assume your role as Abigail's successor."
Bray stops talking, and the crowd is hushed in anticipation for her answer. Triana looks as though she truly is considering, and she looks at Bob's unconscious body.
Triana climbs between the ropes, and walks away, towards the ramp.
"You can't run away from destiny!"
Triana continues walking, not giving any indication she heard Bray.
"You have one week to decide."
Triana pauses and looks at Bray, her face showing slight shock.
Bray laughs and drops to his knees.
"Follow.... the Buzzards!"
RAW 162 just ends in static.
END OF SHOW
================
Sorry for the long delay guys. I've said it before, life happens! I do hope you enjoy the results!
Please leave your comments/feedback! A new card will be posted in a day or two!
