Post by Vince McMahon on Jun 15, 2010 19:46:10 GMT -5
MONDAY NIGHT RAW
Jim Ross: Welcome to this special edition of Monday Night RAW. I am Jim Ross and this is my partner and good friend Jerry The King Lawler.
Jerry The King Lawler: Thanks JR but what do you mean by special? Whats so special about tonight?
Jim Ross: Well King last week we crowned a new world heavy champion! CM Punk and he will be addressing us all later tonight.
Jerry The King Lawler: I guess that is special then. Tonight we have many good matches and we could crown an new Intercontinental champion tonight.
Jim Ross: Thats right, Triple H puts up his championship up against Dan Hellman. It should be exciting.
Jerry The King Lawler: I think if Dan Hellman wants to win this belt, he must step up his game.
Jim Ross: I agree King. Well lets stop this talking and lets get right into the action. Our first match Jillian Hall, Layla and Angel in a triple threat!
Jerry The King Lawler: If Jillian wins she will not have to defend her belt next week. If either of her opponents win though then they will get a shot.
Match one
Layla El vs Angel Destler vs Jillian Hall
The match starts with Layla trying to work over both Angel Destler and Jillian Hall at the same time.
Layla knocks down Jillian with a chop, but Angel hits a double axe handle from behind. Destler stomped both ladies down for the next few moments, until Jillian rolled out of the ring. Angel was distracted by Jillian, who taunted her, so Layla tried a roll-up from behind. Angel kicked out at two. Layla ran at Angel, and was dipped up and over onto Jillian.
After a few moments, Layla and Jillian were at their feet. Angel was on the apron, and jumped backwards with a moonsault, hitting only Jillian, not Layla. Layla capitalized on the situation, and picked up Angel for a vicious neckbreaker.
She then picked up Jillian, and brought her into the ring, and got the pinfall, the damage done.
Winner: Layla El!
Jim Ross: Wow, Layla El out of nowhere steals the win.
Jerry The King Lawler: She did a great job, I would not say steal but capitalized.
Jim Ross: I guess King but now Layla gets a shot at the woman title next week!
Jerry The King Lawler: Lets see if she can take this win and go on to win the title for a second time!
Jim Ross: Well that was fun but we need to move on. Cody Rhodes returns to take on the Big Red Monster Kane!
Jerry The King Lawer: And that is next!
Match two
Kane vs Cody Rhodes
Kane's music hits, and the lighting in the arena turns a shade of red. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as the monster walks down to the ring. He gets in, and raises his arms up slowly, in the center of the ring, then brings them down violently as fire erupts from the four turnbuckles. He looks around, and faces the stage, awaiting his opponent.
“I CAN MAKE YOU SCREAM!”
Cody Rhode's theme begins to play after the fires die down, and the crowd erupts into loud cheers. He walks out onto the stage, pausing, acknowledging his fans, which draws more pop from the crowd, and they begin to chant his name. He turns his focus to Kane, and walks down to the ring, pausing a few feet away. He appears to be a bit timid, but remains a confident composure, and he runs, sliding into the ring, walking right up to Kane, and punching him in the mouth.
DING DING DING!
The match starts, and Kane just shrugs off the blow, and nails Cody with a vicious right hook, taking him off his feet. Cody returns to his feet quickly, only to be clotheslined. Kane picks him right back up, and irish whips him to the corner. He pounds on him a bit with his fists, then extends his leg, choking Cody Rhodes, only stopping when the referee reaches four.
Kane again sends Cody to the ropes, swings, misses, and Cody hits a picture perfect dropkick on the rebound, staggering Kane momentarily. Cody runs, bounces off the ropes again, and dropkicks the Big Red Machine in the knee, sending him to the mat. Cody stomps on Kane's knee, then grabs it, only to receive a boot in the face. Both men are back up, Cody whips Kane to the ropes, or tries to, but it is reversed. Cody bounces off the ropes to once again meet the foot of Kane, followed by a leg drop, and a pin.
1...2..kickout!
Kane growls in frustration, picks Cody up, and hefts him onto his shoulders for a powerslam, but Cody slips out and lands behind Kane, and begins kicking at the knee of Kane, trying to chop down this monster like a tree. Kane shoves him backwards, and Cody rushes him, flying forward in a cross body attempt, but is caught in midair, and Kane hits a fallaway slam. He makes the pin.
1...2...KICKOUT!
Kane gets up, and confronts the referee, who warns Kane off, threatening a DQ. Suddenly Rhodes from behind leaps up, and drives Kane into the mat with a bulldog. He begins stomping on the leg of Kane. He lifts up the leg, and falls down on the knee with his elbow. He grabs Kane by the hair, leading him up a bit, then hooks the neck and the weakened knee, hitting a russian leg sweep, Kane's knee giving out. Cody pins Kane.
One...two..KICKOUT!!!!
Kane throws Rhodes a few feet in the air with a powerful kickout. Both men are on their feet again, and Kane is favoring his left knee, but throws a wild haymaker, connecting solidly to the gut of Rhodes. Kane lifts him up and hits a thunderous powerbomb, but he is not content with that, picking him up again, and hitting a tiltawhirl backbreaker, and pins him as Cody writhes in pain.
One...two...THR- NO! Kickout!
Once again Kane lifts Cody to his feet, and Cody begins to wildly swing at Kane with lifts and rights, but is grabbed by the throat. Kane lifts him up in the air and hits the chokeslam, or would have, but at the top of the slam, Cody reverses the move, bringing his body forward, hooking Kane's neck with his right arm, and falling backwards, hitting a ring shaking DDT, and Kane is stunned. Cody scrambles and makes the cover.
1...2....3!!!!
Kane kicks out a second after the three count but the bell has already rung, the referee raising Cody's arm in victory.
Winner: Cody Rhodes
Jerry The King Lawler: Too bad for Kane.
Jim Ross: Cody Rhodes was almost chokeslam! What a reverse DDT right there.
Jerry The King Lawler: That was a close match. Glad to see Rhodes back, he sure looked great.
Jim Ross: Yeah he did, but lets get to our next match.
Jerry The King Lawler: Sheamus goes one on one against M....V....P! And it should be epic!
Match three
Sheamus vs MVP
Both men stand opposite each other in the ring, bombarded by a lively crowd with cheers for MVP and boos for Sheamus. They grapple up, but it isn't long before Sheamus gains the upper hand. He swivels behind MVP, grappling him from behind. MVP manages to wriggle out of it and engages Sheamus in a headlock. He irish whips Sheamus to the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Sheamus ducks and bounces off the ropes on the other side. MVP turns around and is met by a double axe handle! Sheamus goes for the cover.
1... 2... Kickout!
He lifts MVP back up and places him on his shoulder. Running powerslam by Sheamus! But this time he doesn't go for the cover; instead he decides to beat his chest three times, causing the crowd to boo loudly. He awaits menacingly for MVP to get back up to his feet........ MVP manages it and is about to turn towards Sheamus... Big Boot to the face of MVP! Sheamus laughs at his destructive behaviour, and goes for he cover for the second time.
1...
2...
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3...... And Sheamus is the winner after having completely annihilated his opponent in this match!
Winner: Sheamus!
Jim Ross: Well we have a winner.
Jerry The King Lawler: Yeah, Sheamus hit that boot and it was over!
Jim Ross: Yeah. Sheamus could be huge here on RAW. He still has the United States championship match soon!
Suddenly out of nowhere the lights begin to flicker on and off and random numbers and letters appear on the titintron.
Sheamus looks confused. The video ends and the show goes to commercial.
Jim Ross: And we are back! King, what was that haha.
Jerry The King Lawler: That was Sheamus next opponent warning him, that's what!
JR: Coming up next is an Intercontinental Title defence from Triple H against Dan Hellman.
King: I can’t wait for this one JR, these guys have fought before too!
JR: That’s right King, there is a history between these two men and almost every time they have squared off Dan Hellman has been on the losing side of things. Has Dan had one too many defeats? Is this his night?
King: I don’t know JR, Triple H has been dominant when it comes to that Intercontinental Title, he even beat former champ Brian Gunn, that should say something.
JR: You’re right there King.
The fans in the stands are bubbling with expectation, chanting “Triple H!” and clutching various merchandise belonging to the Cerebral Assassin. Just as the fans are beginning to become restless, the sound of a guitar chord from Motorhead is like the fuse to a bomb and the crowd explode in jubilation as The King of Kings comes out from the back. Triple H seems to be pumped for the match and as he spits his water out high into the air it becomes a mist and droplets return to Triple H, who has his eyes focused on the squared circle where he is set to do battle with Hellman tonight. Triple H’s strides are quick and light footed on the ramp as his mind is elsewhere, devising tactics or perhaps trying to remember how he overcame Hellman last time.
As Triple H stands pondering his strategy in the ring, “Snow” by Red Hot Chilli Peppers interrupts his thought pattern and massive boos make it impossible to try and think again as Dan Hellman makes his way to the ring with a swagger. The referee insists Triple H backs away as Hellman enters the ring and taunts to the crowd as though he were one of their favourites.
As Hellman continues to pander to the audience, Triple H can’t take anymore and squares up to Dan Hellman, who is considerably shorter at 5”9. Triple H stares down into Hellman’s eyes with disgust and knowing, he knows this opponent perhaps better than anyone else in the locker room and this will be a great battle between these two and judging by the shouting of the crowd they think it will be a great battle too.
DING DING DING
With the sound of the bell, Hellman slaps Triple H squarely in the face and the crowd go silent in shock as Triple H rubs his cheek to get rid of the sting and plants a firm right hand on Hellman’s jaw, knocking his back to the corner where he begins the 10 punch routine in the corner. The crowd count along: 1……2…..3…..4…..5…6…..7
……..8……….9……..ooooh! The referee didn’t notice a thing, but Hellman hit Triple H in the groin to gain the upper hand!
JR: Filthy tactics, King! Underhanded!
King: It was good strategy if you ask me, JR. What the referee doesn’t see won’t hurt him!
As Triple H clutches his nether region, Hellman looks to go for Hell’s Lock, his deadly sharpshooter finisher, but Triple H grabs the ropes before the hold can take effect. As Hellman curses his luck, Triple H uses the moment to get back up and start another brawl with Dan Hellman. Triple H is first to strike once more, but this time Hellman hits back, with force to equal Triple H’s blow. The two athletes continue to go shot for shot for a time before Hellman blocks Triple H, pulls back and hits him with a huge dropkick, sending the King of Kings all the way to the outside, causing the crowd to gasp with concern! As Triple H writhes with pain Hellman stands in the ring tensing his muscles and making fun of The Game. The referee begins the count out as Hellman continues to show off. As the referee reaches seven Triple rolls back into the ring with visible effort and comes to a stop at Dan Hellman’s feet who smiles and stomps on Triple H’s chest repeatedly, to the shock of children in the audience. But Helmsley shows great durability and manages to roll out of the way of another boot.
Hellman’s eyes widen as Triple H comes back at him stronger than ever with right hands all the way across the ring. As Dan Hellman staggers back to the ropes Triple H whips him to the far ropes and as he shoots back he is hit in the face with Triple H’s quad.
JR: What a facebuster!
As Hellman rises from the mat he is hit with another knee, yet still Hellman won’t give up for he wants the Intercontinental Championship so much. But Triple H is taking a hard line with Dan Hellman and whips him into the ropes once more, this time hitting a spinebuster! A merciless Triple H picks Hellman up from the canvas and hooks his arms before landing a Pedigree!
JR: This thing’s over!
The referee bends down with a grim look in his eyes, fearing for Hellman, but nonetheless he starts the count: 1……………………2……………………….
JR: No! NO! My gawd! My good gawd he kicked out of the damn Pedigree! Hellman kicked out!
As JR begins to calm down again he is set running wile by Dan Hellman.
JR: SPEAR! SPEAR! Hellman landed a spear on Triple H! We know what’s coming next! King! We know what’s coming next!
King: Calm down JR!
JR: I can’t! I may not like him, but Hellman has some fight in him!
The fans seem to know what is coming next and boo heavily when Hellman ties Triple H up in his sharpshooter finisher, Hell’s Lock. The fans boo in the hope of lessening the pain of the hold, but it only seems to spur Hellman on and not before long Triple H has begun to tap!
JR: He tapped! He tapped! We have a new champion!
“Snow” begins to play and a euphoria filled Hellman grabs the title and basks in his glory, blocking out the boos of the thousands surrounding him.
JR: Well don’t forget King, Triple H was in a title match not long ago and this title probably weighed him down. Perhaps he will be able to focus on CM Punk’s title now.
King: I know JR, but Hellman is new champ, I love it!
Winner and new IC Champion: Dan Hellman
Jim Ross: Wow, history was made tonight folks!
King: Triple H has been on top if the RAW roster for a long time and now someone has knocked him down.
Jim Ross: Triple H, he has his rematch clauses but will Triple H go after the world title or continue going after the IC belt!
King: Well now it is time for our main event! Randy Orton and Justin Gabriel battle it out!
Jim Ross: This should be excited!
Main Event
Randy Orton vs Justin Gabriel
Justin walks towards the centre of the ring as Randy Orton begins walking to the centre too. Both men meet in the middle of the ring, and Gabriel reaches out for Orton, while at the same time, Randy reaches out, and the pair lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. Orton and Justin begin jockeying for dominance but Randy, being the bigger man, manages to get the upper hand and shoves Justin down to the mat. Gabriel sits up and stares at Orton while, Randy looks down and flexes at Justin.
Jim Ross: I like it, Orton showing confidence there.
King: Or arrogance.
Jim Ross: Look at that, Randy is in command here.
King: We’ll soon find out.
Justin hops up to his feet and charges at Orton, but Orton counters Gabriel and scoops him up, nailing a huge power slam! Randy then covers and hooks the leg as the referee slides into position.
1...
2...
Justin was able to kick out. Randy pulls Gabriel up by his hair and hits a European upper cut and irish whips Justin. Young Gabriel runs towards the ropes and comes back just to be hit by a huge clothesline. Orton goes for a pin once again.
1...
2...
Justin kicks out once again. Justin holding his necks, Orton jumps back up and begins to stomp on the left leg of Gabriel. Randy drops onto his stomach and begins to pound his fists on the mat. The fans begin to scream RKO RKO RKO RKO. Justin gets up, turns around and Randy jumps up and hits a picture perfect RKO! Randy rolls onto Gabriel and gets the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!
Winner: Randy Orton
Randy rolls out and raises his arms. Orton walks into the backstage and the show goes to commercial.The show comes back.
Jim Ross: What a main event! Randy Orton was victorious!
King: I agree, it was a great match. That RKO was super affective.
The bells ring sounding off an alarm in the minds of everyone in attendance for the Monday Night Raw after the epic show last week. It was a sound that rings in everyone's mind when they think wrestling and sometimes when they even think of death. The theme and entrance of the legendary Undertaker. And after such a very long break after CM Punk took him out, the feeling was even stronger. Just the sound of his entrance sounded just that much more important with the fact he could return any week and confront Punk for his actions. It continued until suddenly balls of flames flew up in the air and torches lit on the top held by dark figures in robes covering their faces and all of their body. A casket in their hands which they carried downward towards the ring in a slow pace. Fans began to roar out with excitement, it was the return of the Phenom that they had so long awaited for right after a Raw that could be passed off for as a pay-per-view.
They slowly made their way down the long ramp and slid the coffin which they slid into the middle of the ring and departed the same way they had came. Smoke filled the ring, a foggy and eerie scene witnessed by all of them. Everyone rushing with adrenaline and fear all at the same time, a dark blue lighting over everything. The entrance played through once more and then a flash of lightning awoke the stage and the coffin nudged a slight bit beginning to raise. People held their breath as it inched its way up and up until fully opened. A figure kipped up from inside the cushioned casket. Not the Deadman, but a flicker of gold as the lights turned on all of sudden to reveal who was inside. The WWE Champion CM Punk with a smile and the championship proudly over his shoulder.
JR: "It was a game all along King, can you even begin to believe this? This was all the work of damn Punk! We and the entire WWE were fooled once again by that champion."
The King: "Take it easy JR, you don't want to get on the bad side of our new Straight Edge Champ. Just look what happened to Taker!"
He climbed out and also at the same time grabbed the microphone that was laying beside him. The music stopped and he jumped down to hear the loud boos. They came came from every direction and all of them faced against him. Chants and anti-Punk words being tossed out of people's mouths. He had made himself out to be the jerk of the company again by playing the entire crowd as a fool. The mic raised up to his mouth to speak.
"What? Were you really expecting the hero to come out here and dry the tears of all the upset children after last week? Did you think that the Deadman would suddenly rise up this week to finish me off for all that you say I have done wrong? What have I actually done wrong? What can you people charge me for huh? Being an outstanding citizen? Trying to convert hundreds of people over to a greater faith and stop the bad habits of smoking, drinking, and the consumption of drugs? Or I know, you must be trying to call me a failure because my plot to take the World Championship on the flagship program and take out the Undertaker was a complete and utter success. Face the facts you simple morons, I'm everything that is good about this company and everything that is good about this business. The entire sport of professional wrestling is in the hands of the single most greatest and amazing wrestler to walk into this Wrestling Empire."
He paces around the ring now slowly trying to make eye contact with as many people in the front rows as he possibly can. His black hair pushed out of his face and a cleanly shaved face. The glimmer of gold that is the WWE Championship still securely on his shoulder mocking everyone in their seats.
"Empire, now I know that most of you don't even have the basic knowledge to know that that is because you dropped out of high school to pursue a life of being a common drunk. Every week's pay getting thrown into a case of beer. So let me define it for you. It's a large and massive thing that contains many people. And this Empire, it only has one leader and that is called an Emperor. For those of you who haven't put two and two together to figure out what I'm saying, I am your new Emperor. I am the new commander-in-chief of this place. Nobody in the back crosses the line and nobody asks questions because Straight Edge is the only answer. Vince McMahon isn't calling the shots around here anymore, Vincent Kennedy McMahon is a pawn in a game that is controlled by me. From this day forth, I am making the rules and laws of this place. This means the random drug tests are going to be this much more severe, this means that if you have that whiskey smell on your breath I will throw you out of this arena."
The boos increase and gradually even get louder than before. he stands in the middle of the ring, an expression of anger and happiness. The general raising an army in the sport of wrestling and from the looks of it, nobody is liking where it's going.
"Boo-hoo, boo-hoo, scream your hatred, I don't care and you know what, I'm tired of all you people and I'm tired of all those hypocrite idiots in the back that try and pass off as a wrestler. If you want to be drunk and come to the show hammered then I have news for you. I'm in charge and I think that the first order of business is establishing ground rule number one. Your either Straight Edge or your out. I'm not putting up with the bullshit that Vince McMahon and his family of simpletons. He says that you can run around promoting drugs and smoke your cigarettes around the gullible viewers that watch this damned show. You're either Straight Edge... or the only thing that you'll be thinking of... are the possibilities of what could have come to you. The life you could have had and the money you could have picked up along the way if you joined with me. "
He paused and looking around for a minute, a smirk came across his face and he centered in on the camera now.
"What's an Empire without an army to protect it with? Which is why I am now issuing one other thing, a declaration of war on those who don't abide by my rules. I'm going to offer it out there right now because I can't do it all alone. I am forming a Society and I can only promise peace and prosperity to those who join with me. It's a simple offer, you can either be safe or you can rot with the rest of these people. This is a new order of how the way things should be done and should have always been done. This is a society that is fighting for the only correct way of living life. This is the Straight Edge Society, the army of Straight Edge. Either with me or against me. Remember this sick people, take a minute to listen to logic and stop the drug abuse for a moment. Your river of alcohol and cheap cigarettes is only going to carry you so far in life. And I don't want to lay a hand on any of you people in the back, I'd like to convert you all by your own free will. But if you refuse, I'm afraid freedom no longer becomes an option."
He goes down on one knee nearing the end of the show.
"The revolution starts next week, comply with me or wear a crimson mask for all your sins. Because I am Straight Edge, and I am better than you."
He raises the WWE Championship high in the air above and the audience goes into a fit screaming at him. The screen turns black, the logo appears and the last words heard from the show are those from ring announcer Jim Ross.
JR: "Ladies and gentlemen... I have a bad feeling about this."
Thanks goes out to CM Punk for his address, D-Lo for the Divas match. Taker for the IC match. Sheamus for the Kane and Rhodes match and Jericho for the MVP vs Sheamus match. Money, Power 5 and new card will be up soon. Read the show and Enjoy
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