Post by Stasis on Jun 22, 2010 9:48:37 GMT -5
The Show begins with it's music video.
We see millions of fans cheering and going wild as pyros being to shoot off.
JR: Welcome to No Mercy. I am Jim Ross and I am here with my partner and close friend Jerry The King Lawlar.
King: Thanks JR, I am excited to be here.
JR: So lately here in Thy WWE theres been a man. Who people may call the devil or another Hitler. Why? Lets find out, here is Shane McMahon.
Shane McMahon's theme music began to play as the fan's cheering turned into boos right there and then. Shane walks onto the stage wearing a suit and holding the microphone. He makes his way down the ramp and into the ring. The place is quiet. He brings the microphone up to his mouth and right before he speaks a YOU SUCK Chant begins.
Shane McMahon: I don't suck you know why? Because I brought this place to the top.
WHAT!
Shane: If it weren't for me, this place would be nothing!
WHAT!
Shane: Without me this company wouldn't had gone anywhere except down the toilet.
WHAT!
Shane: So lately I been insult for being GM and screwing people over. Well thats right. I did. I screwed Kurt Angle over. I screwed the whole Smackdown roster and I don't feel bad one bit. You know why?
Because my father is the owner. I can do whatever, whenever I want. Got It. And right now I plan on firing someone for them being so disrespectfull against me.
Shane pulls out a peice a paper from his pocket and reads the name on it.
Shane: C....M.......PUNK. Get out here if you want to keep your job.
CM Punk's music begins to play and he walks onto the stage and the fans begin to cheer. Behind him Bret Hart follows. They make their way down to the ring as Shane continues.
Shane: Bret..Why you here?
Bret: Why..Because you screwed me also Shane...
I quit!
Bret hands the microphone to Punk and leaves the ring.
Shane: Fine, Leave..but you'll never get a job here in Thy WWE again. Now Punk..you like your job yeah? Well you must do something for me if you want to keep your job..
Punk: What might that be..?
Shane turns his back to Punk.
JR: Oh god..his is going to..what I think he might..
Shane: Punk..to keep your job you must..
He pulls down his pants.
Shane: Kiss my ass!!!
King: I can't believe this..
Shane: Well..what you waiting for! Do it damnit!
Shane pulls up his pants and turn around. Punk kicks Shane in the gut and connecting with the Go to Sleep.
Punk: No Shane..I quit.
JR: Punk..quits..God whats next.
Shane lays there holding his head. "You made the worst decision of your life" Shane says as suddenly Vince McMahon's theme song begins to play off of the PA. Vince walks onto the stage.
Vince: Punk..don't leave. You will be on RAW for now on.
Punk stops and smiles as he nods his head his.
Vince continues down the ramp and into the ring. Vince begins to speak as Shane is now up onto his feet.
Vince: Shane, look at you. Your a mess.
And..
Your killing my fed!
Vince kicks Shane in the stomach and connects with the Mac Stunner.
Vince: Shane....YOOUURRRR FIRRRRRRE!
The show goes to commerical.
Match One
8 man battle royal
Winner Recieves a IC title shot.
Entry Order (Eliminated By)
1 - Jeff Hardy (Drew Mcintye)
2 - Rey Mysterio (Jeff Hardy)
3 - D-Lo (The Doctor)
4 - The Doctor (Jeff Hardy)
5 - Barton (Drew Mcintyre)
6 - 20 Pack (Jeff Hardy)
7 - Drew Mcintyre (WINNER)
8 - Hulk Hogan (Barton)
Jeff Hardy wanted to win more than most of them...well it looked that way. He put alot of effort. He threw out Mysterio, The Docter and 20 Pack. Thats impressive.
He gave his all but Drew Mcintyre came from behind and tossed him over. Drew celebrates inside the ring. Jeff is up and slides into the ring and throws out his hand.
Drew cocks a smirk and goes to hand shake Jeff. But Jeff Hardy kicks Drew in the stomach and hits the Twist of Fate. Jeff exits the ring and taunts as he is boo'd
JR: What a first match King.
King: This night is full of suprises JR..first Shane is fired, Brett quits.
JR: I know..Something needs to be done.
King: Well whats next? When is Hanna Beth and the sexy Layla going to go at it?
JR: That match is next King..
Match two
Womans championship
Hanna Beth (c) vs Layla El
The match began and Layla El walked down the the ring and slid into the ring. She waits for Hanna. Hanna's theme song hits off of the PA system and she takes about two minutes just to get to the ring. She slides in and she raises her belt. Hanna beth is given many cheers. She hands the title to the ref and he calls for the bell.
That match begins. Hanna Beth gets into Layla's face and Layla pushes her. Hanna comes back to strike Layla but Layla Bitch Slaps Hanna Beth and hits a spear.
Layla goes for the pin. 1.............2...............Hanna kicks out.
Layla picks Hanna up by her hair and places her in a headlock. She holds that for some time before Hanna is able to connect with a backdrop. Hanna his a quick eblow on Layla and goes for the win but only getting a one. Hanna picks up Layla and hits two rights to her head and runs to the ropes. Hanna comes flying back and Layla connects with a cross body. She pins Hanna.
1...2..................Kickout.
She picks up Hanna and picks her up over her head and comes down connecting with a Jackhammer! She pins the champion..1...............2..................3!
Winner and New Champion: Layla El
JR: She did it King, Layla won the womans championship.
King: What a match..what a match.
JR: Now its time for Brian Gunn to defend his title up against Mr. Kennedy!
But Suddenly
"New Disease" by Spineshank blares out over the sound system, and the crowd immediately perks up, not so much at the man in question, but more at the realisation that the next match of the night is coming up - or so they think. When Alexander Kendall comes out, it's to little fanfare, having made an impression in his debut sufficient enough to get a reaction to begin with, but nothing to really last, and the lack of pyro and lighting effects doesn't seem to be helping much. One thing's peculiar about it - Kendall isn't dressed in his ring attire. He's still dressed in a suit and tie, and he doesn't look happy.
JR: "The Dark Horse" Alexander Kendall made an impressive debut last week against 20 Pack. He's scheduled to face The Sorrow tonight in both men's pay per view debut, but something doesn't seem right.
King: Would turning up not ready to wrestle count as not right, JR?
Justin Roberts takes up his position in the middle of the ring, prepared to announce the next contest.
Roberts: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from--
King: Hey, look at Kendall!
Kendall marches down the rampway, pausing just before the ring and waving at Justin Roberts, signalling for him to stop the introduction, which he does so, perplexed but going along with it nonetheless. Alex sighs, casually climbing up the steel steps and stepping through the middle ropes, wandering up to Justin and politely motioning for his microphone. He's given it, but it doesn't seem to make him any happier.
Kendall: Now I know all of you here were expecting me to take on a man called "The Sorrow" as advertised, but unfortunately that won't be the case tonight.
The crowd boos. Not particularly out of a longing for The Sorrow or hatred of Kendall, who they've been otherwise ambivalent towards as of yet. More to do with the fact that they're not getting what they paid for.
Kendall: Because it would seem that I was the only person professional enough to keep to my agreement, and to do as I was told, and that was to turn up to work, prepared to wrestle. Before tonight, I wasn't aware that was any great feat. I didn't think that going to work was something that I was supposed to be credited for, rather than it just being something I do. But since I'm here and The Sorrow isn't, I suppose it is.
The fans give a mixed reaction, which on camera sounds more like an idle murmur than anything. Kendall glares right into the camera, that bloodshot eye of his not exactly making him the most appealing sight.
Kendall: So if that the kind of attitude and the kind of standard that "The Sorrow" represents, then by default of me having shown up here tonight, I should be declared the winner - and even if he had managed to drag his half-hearted backside into the arena tonight, I can guarantee that I would have beaten him anyway. As far as I'm concerned, your winner tonight by way of countout is myself - "The Dark Horse", Alexander Kendall.
He holds out his arms, congratulating himself on the hollow victory. The fans don't seem to be liking this all too much, minor boos beginning to spread in select corners of the arena.
Kendall: But you know...you know what the funny thing is? Management told me that despite being a winner at a pay per view, they're not going to pay me the agreed rates. No, this was the perfect excuse for them to save money. 'Sorry Alex, we pay you to wrestle, and you didn't wrestle.' 'Sorry, Mr. Kendall, that's not the way things work around here.' 'Sorry, Alex. That's not the way we do things on RAW.'
The mention of the brand name gets a cheap pop. Alex glares around the arena shortly after it, looking no less than disgusted.
Kendall: And there would have been a time when I would have been fine with that. I would have been happy just to be employed, but you know, those days passed. Those days died when I realised a solid paycheck was just about the only thing worth getting out of this cesspit of an industry, and certainly out of a cesspit of a company like this.
Those who were on the fence about booing aren't holding themselves back any longer, now Kendall's made his viewpoint clear. The boos grow progressively louder - and Alex isn't stopping yet.
Kendall: You're going to penalise me for your problems? You're going to cheat me because your roster can't be depended on? You booked me against Cody Dementium, and you pulled me out of that because you were too busy falling over yourselves trying to keep him happy and under contract. You booked me against The Sorrow because you didn't know what the hell else to do with me, and you cared too much about your precious Brian Gunn to have me humiliate him and take his worthless championship in my second match. Is that what you call a business plan?
Louder and louder the fans grow, and louder and louder Alex grows, getting more frustrated by the second.
Kendall: No, things don't work this way. As far as I'm concerned, this right here is my time, and that means my rules. You're going to pay me the pay-per-view victory fee of six thousand dollars that I am owed - plus bonuses for having wasted my time turning up to this sham of a pay per view.
Alex is forced to pause, taking the time to acknowledge the momentum that the recently started up 'you suck' chant is gaining and show his displeasure at that. Still, he gets over it, and carries on.
Kendall: Because you know as well as I do that six grand is a small fee to keep a talent like me. And you know as well as I do...that SmackDown is willing to pay a lot more than six grand for a talent...like...me.
Mention of the rival brand does little in winning over the fans, and at this point, the hatred in the arena is at boiling point, the sheer level of booing raining down on Kendall reaching nuclear levels, cheap heat or not.
Kendall: So here's what's going to happen. Before you carry on with your little flea market of a pay per view, I'm going to hand this microphone back to Mr. Roberts, I'm going to walk down that rampway, and if I don't have a cheque for six thousand plus handed to me the second I walk through that curtain, I'm going to keep on walking and I'm going to go right out that door. Are we clear, 'management?'
Management, naturally, doesn't respond, despite the crowd's best intent to answer for them. Alex just smirks, the first smily smile of the entire promo.
Kendall: Good.
He turns, casually handing the microphone back to an astounded Justin Roberts as "New Disease" begins playing on the sound speaker again. He makes his way up the rampway at a sickeningly slow speed, as if enjoying every single step, before vanishing behind the curtain and letting the show resume.
Match Three
First Blood
IC Championship
Return of Mr. Kennedy?
Brian Gunn(C) vs Mr. Kennedy?
Kennedy!!! Is heared around the arena as Mr. Kennedy’s theme starts to play and he comes out. He makes his way to the ring and slides to enter. Then, “World greatest” hits the PA system and Brian gunn’s theme song starts. He comes out with the IC title on his shoulder, accompanied by Alexis King.. He walks down the ignoring the boos from the fans. Alexis stays in the corner and Brian enters to the ring. The ref lifts the belt to the air
DING!! DING!! DING!!
The match starts and both men go a tie up. Gunn comes out with a wrist lock and clotheslining Kennedy. Brian picks him up and clotheslines him again. Picks him up again and irishp whip to the corner, Brian runs but Keneddy moves and Gunn hits his shoulder with the steel post.Brian turns around and Kennedy does a quick suplex, gets up an and then huge elbow drop. Kennedy picks Brian up, but he slaps Kennedy. Kennedy turns around with rage on his eyes but Brian dropkicks him.He gets up and raises his hand as the crowd boos him. Gunn picks kennedy up and does a suplex, gets up and hits another suplex, he does the same thing and goes for the cover, 1..2..quick out. The match continues. Kennedy is on the apron ready to fly, he jumps but Brian Gunn hits a spear on the air. Goes for the pin, 1..2…no, quick out again. Brian gets up and argues with the ref. Kennedy gets up and goes for the mic check, but Gunn pushes him away. Short kick and Total Destruction, this is it. 1...2….3. Gunn retains the title
Winner and still IC champion: Brian Gunn.
JR: Well I guess Mr. Kennedy wasn't ready to return.
King: Guess not.
Suddenly out of nowhere.
Triple H's theme music begins to play and Gunn freaks out and throws the title down and gets ready to fight. Triple H walks onto the stage and the fans scream and begin to go wild.
JR: TRIPLE H, he is back!
King: The King of King, former IC champion is back.
Triple H walks down the ramp and he slides into the ring and the brawl begins. Both men begins to throw left and rights off and Triple H takes controls and irish whips Gunn into the ropes. HHH spears Brian as gives off a taunt as Gunn rolls out of the ring. Holding his stomach Gunn walks into the back as HHH stares on.
JR: Wow..That was insane.
King: I wanted more! HHH is back and wants his title match!
JR: Wow..Well next its The Sarrow
Match Four
Falls Count Anywhere
The Sarrow vs Alexander Kendall
No Mercy drew closer to it's main event stretching even closer and now the fourth match went underway. The Sarrow came out and he walked down the long extending ramp down into the ring with a roll and celebrated like he had already won the match before it began. Then the lights went out and out from behind the black curtain on onto the glowing bright stage walked Alexander Kendall down into the ring joining the opponent with a chair already in hand standing toe to toe with his opponent. They wasted no time ringing in the bell and this match of Falls Count Anywhere rules started with a chair smashed against the face of Sarrow who fell straight down with an oversell.
Alexander crawled out through the bottom rope and dragged the enemy wrestler down slapping his face off of the concrete floors covered by a hard black mat. He lifted him back up and tossed him into the announce table drawing the two commentators from their seat and he collapsed on the floor. He jumped over and went to proceed in the attack. Climbing up on the table and leaped into him but Sarrow caught and flipped him over the barricade on his back with a cover. 1.... Not even close. He kicked out and embraced the opponent with a slap to the face chasing him over into a group of fans and pulled him back over the barricade with a thump. He kicked his face in down with a flurry of kicks. Pin 1....2... Not quite yet. This never ending attack on the wrestler opposite of Kendall showed no sight of ending flipping him into the ring post. Sarrow was in a bad place and as Alexander went in for a kick he dodged it with Kendall's leg smacking off of the post holding his leg on the ground with pain.
Sarrow grabbed the chair and slapped him in his back rolling him up the ramp applying pressure to his back with a limp. Sarrow was dazed but pursued the wrestler this time with a shot to his rib cage. Alex limped and finally got to a stand on the stage and a blow to the head cracked him out like a light. 1....2... He won't give up! Sarrow regrouped with frustration turning his back on the challenger behind him and out of nowhere with a burst of energy sprang Kendall who speared him off the stage into a huge drop right through a table! Neither moved but Alexander was on his opponent pinning unintentionally, 1....2....3! A gruesome and hellacious victory for Alexander Kendall.
Winner: Alexander Kendall
JR: Wow..what an epic match.
King: You can say that again.
JR: Now..the match you all been waiting for..
Both: Our main event!
Main Event
WWE Championship Match
Undertaker vs Kane
Jim Ross
Wow, what a night! We’ve seen some truly memorable contests tonight with Drew McIntyre becoming the new number one contender for Brian Gunn’s Intercontinental championship. But the “Chosen One” will have to contend with the current champion as well as “The King of Kings” Triple H, who is yet to invoke his rematch clause.
King
Yeah JR, but don’t forget the divas match! Did you see Layla? Sheesh, those are some puppies!
Jim Ross
Aw, hush up King. Now, we have the main event! The Undertaker is going to face off against his half brother, Kane!
The lights are darkened in the arena rather abruptly, leaving the crowd blind, only the raw anticipation and the roars of the rampant crowd can be felt. An eerie organ begins to play, chilling the crowd before roasting them as the stage explodes to life in the inferno of The Big Red Machine, Kane. Paul Bearer isn’t far behind Kane as he strides down to the ramp, adjusting his glove.
Jim Ross
Through hellfire and brimstone, Kane!
Kane reaches the bottom of the ramp and promptly enters the hell in a cell. He eases his long limbs over the top rope and advances to the centre of the ring. Paul Bearer decides it would be in his best interests if he avoided the hell in a cell and takes a seat beside the announcers desk. Kane raises his arms towards the heavens for what seems like an age before thrusting them downward and unleashing the flames of hell from all four turnbuckles, restoring light to the arena, which was bathed in a gentle red light.
As quickly as the lights were restored they are removed once more and a gong reverberates throughout the arena sound system. Flames begin to belch from the stage, ascending upward for a moment before fading back into The Undertaker’s artificial night. This sequence continues for a few moments before the main part of Undertaker’s “Graveyard Symphony” begins to play. The Deadman steps into the fray with a piercing look in his cold, steel blue eyes. The rest of his face however, is blank and shows no signs of emotion. Kane’s horrifically scarred face is probably the same behind his haunting mask. Undertaker continues down the ramp at his legendary, methodical tempo, designed to perforate the opponents mind with doubt and trepidation, but Kane is of the same lineage as Undertaker and is apparently immune to The Phenom’s mind games.
Jim Ross
Our current champion, The Undertaker, ready for battle with his own flesh and blood in the Hell in a Cell, No doubt, there will be flesh shed and blood spilt inside it’s crude, steel chain walls.
Undertaker continues inside the Hell in a Cell, not even suffering a glance at Paul Bearer, he is giving all of his attention to Kane. Undertaker raises his coat as he traverses the steel steps and raises his arms to a fixed point, where they remain as light floods the arena once more. Kane is like a colossal statue at the other end of the ring, completely unmoving as Undertaker goes about his entrance. As Kane towers at the far side of the ring Undertaker is staring heatedly at his brother as he removes his entrance gear. Undertaker rolls his eyes back and the sound of thunder and lightening erupts around the arena, yet Kane is totally oblivious to it, like some sort of killing machine, devoid of life, just waiting to butcher Undertaker.
The referee signals for the bell and the action commences at the sound of the bell with Kane immediately advancing over to Undertaker and swinging a wild right hook. Undertaker promptly ducks beneath the flying limb and goes to work on his younger brother with measured right hands to the exposed part of his face, which only has the strap of the mask on it. Undertaker beats Kane into a corner where he continues to strike at the Big Red Monster with more powerful right hands. But Undertaker’s success is short lived as Kane grabs Undertaker with two hands around the neck and hoists the three hundred pound man into the air and switches their positions in the corner. Kane immediately starts to uppercut Undertaker in the corner, each blow packing huge impact and shaking Undertaker’ entire body. Kane then takes a step back before running in and crushing Undertaker with an impactful clothesline. As Undertaker stumbles out from the corner, Kane slaps his gloved right hand around Undertaker’s throat and hoists him into the air before driving The Phenom into the canvas. Kane quickly covers……1…………………….2……………no! Undertaker remains lying on the canvas as he breaks the cover, trying to get some recovery time. Kane grants him some by exiting the ring and reaching under the ring and grabbing a chair. Kane re-enters the ring where Undertaker is slowly clambering to his feet and as The Deadman turns around he nails him squarely with the chair. Undertaker falls lifelessly on to his back. Kane then drops the chair and moves towards the top rope. Undertaker sits up from the chair shot and spins around on to his knees then his feet. As The Deadman turns around once more Kane hits his flying clothesline. Undertaker is grounded, but not for long as Kane scoops Undertaker up and lowers him in preparation for a tombstone piledriver. Kane’s knees buckle and Undertaker’s skull bounces off the canvas in a flash. Kane performs his signature pin where he holds Undertaker’s arms down as the referee begins the count……...1.............…...2………….....…2½……………………...NO!!!!! Undertaker somehow gets his shoulder up and rolls to the outside of the ring. Bearer is clearly frustrated and is out of his seat telling the referee to count quicker.
Kane exits the ring after the wounded Phenom, still showing no signs of emotion. Kane grabs Undertaker by a tuft of his hair and forces the WWE champion to his feet. Kane then rams Undertaker’s skull off the steel steps and rakes his eyes on the steel wire, Undertaker groans in agony as Kane repeatedly rakes his eyes. As Kane ceases, Undertaker sinks to his knees and the camera captures the hot blood which streams from an open wound in Undertaker’s forehead. Bearer laughs manically while chanting “Yes” signalling for Kane to do more. Kane obliges and raises Undertaker to his feet before charging down the Phenom. Undertaker dodges and Kane runs right into the steel wire, the gentle ping of steel garners a shocked cry from the crowd. As Kane turns around Undertaker kicks The Big Red Machine in the gut before ramming his skull into the steel several times. When Undertaker finally stops his hand is resting on Kane’s neck. Before long Undertaker has a sinister look in his eyes and leans back and launches Kane at the steel wall. Kane crashes into the cell and rips through it right at the cell in front of the announce table. The crowd cry out in shock again, but Undertaker isn’t done, he tears the covering and the monitors out of the announce table and picks Kane up. As soon as Kane is on his feet Undertaker pounces by planting his hand around Kane’s throat before lifting him into the air and chokeslamming Kane through the annoncer’s table! After a few moments to let it sink in, an exhausted Undertaker grabs Kane by the scruff of his neck and returns the Big Red Machine to the ring for the pin……………..1…………2……………Kane kicks out! As Kane kicks out Undertaker sinks to his knees in disbelief. To buy more time, Undertaker lands a measured leg drop across Kane’s throat. But somehow Kane sits up after the leg drop and begins to brawl with Undertaker again. Kane hits with more lethality, but Undertaker is craftier and hooks Kane’s arm into a classic wrist lock. Undertaker then mounts the turnbuckle and shows incredible balance and agility for his physique by performing Old School. Kane is only down momentarily however, but he is promptly scooped up for a tombstone which connects with thunderous impact. Undertaker wastes no time in the pin and sticks his tongue out as the referee begins………………1…………………………….2………………………………….
Jim Ross
Rest in peace, Kane.
……………………….
Jim Ross
No! Kane kicked out! Kane kicked out! He damn well kicked out of the tombstone!
Undertaker sinks to the canvas with a look of disbelief plastered on his face. Kane is still lying on the canvas breathing hard; Bearer has his hands on his head fearing the worst for Kane. Undertaker gets to his feet and holds up a hand, mouthing the words: “One more time,” Undertaker leaves the ring and picks up the chair from earlier. The Deadman promptly slides it into the ring and advances over to Kane. As Undertaker is picking Kane up, The Big Red Monster’s hand reaches out and clasps Undertaker’s throat! Kane then prepares Undertaker for a chokeslam, but the champion blocks with a kick to the gut. As Kane is bent over in pain, Undertaker scoops Kane up and hits a jumping tombstone on to the steel chair, laying Kane out. Undertaker repeats his signature pin and the referee counts it……….1……………..2………………3
Undertaker’s gong sounds and he raises triumphant while Bearer is on the floor, grovelling in his own self pity. Undertake is presented with the WWE Championship and drops to one knee with the belt in his hand. He raises it up and thunder airs around the arena as it did in his entrance, Undertaker is victorious.
Winner: Undertaker.
The show fades to black as the Thy WWE logo appears
Credit goes out to Punk, Taker and 20 Pack for helping out. Congratulations goes out to all of the winners and I thank all who rped.
I will spell check later..but here is NO MERCY!
JR: Welcome to No Mercy. I am Jim Ross and I am here with my partner and close friend Jerry The King Lawlar.
King: Thanks JR, I am excited to be here.
JR: So lately here in Thy WWE theres been a man. Who people may call the devil or another Hitler. Why? Lets find out, here is Shane McMahon.
Shane McMahon's theme music began to play as the fan's cheering turned into boos right there and then. Shane walks onto the stage wearing a suit and holding the microphone. He makes his way down the ramp and into the ring. The place is quiet. He brings the microphone up to his mouth and right before he speaks a YOU SUCK Chant begins.
Shane McMahon: I don't suck you know why? Because I brought this place to the top.
WHAT!
Shane: If it weren't for me, this place would be nothing!
WHAT!
Shane: Without me this company wouldn't had gone anywhere except down the toilet.
WHAT!
Shane: So lately I been insult for being GM and screwing people over. Well thats right. I did. I screwed Kurt Angle over. I screwed the whole Smackdown roster and I don't feel bad one bit. You know why?
Because my father is the owner. I can do whatever, whenever I want. Got It. And right now I plan on firing someone for them being so disrespectfull against me.
Shane pulls out a peice a paper from his pocket and reads the name on it.
Shane: C....M.......PUNK. Get out here if you want to keep your job.
CM Punk's music begins to play and he walks onto the stage and the fans begin to cheer. Behind him Bret Hart follows. They make their way down to the ring as Shane continues.
Shane: Bret..Why you here?
Bret: Why..Because you screwed me also Shane...
I quit!
Bret hands the microphone to Punk and leaves the ring.
Shane: Fine, Leave..but you'll never get a job here in Thy WWE again. Now Punk..you like your job yeah? Well you must do something for me if you want to keep your job..
Punk: What might that be..?
Shane turns his back to Punk.
JR: Oh god..his is going to..what I think he might..
Shane: Punk..to keep your job you must..
He pulls down his pants.
Shane: Kiss my ass!!!
King: I can't believe this..
Shane: Well..what you waiting for! Do it damnit!
Shane pulls up his pants and turn around. Punk kicks Shane in the gut and connecting with the Go to Sleep.
Punk: No Shane..I quit.
JR: Punk..quits..God whats next.
Shane lays there holding his head. "You made the worst decision of your life" Shane says as suddenly Vince McMahon's theme song begins to play off of the PA. Vince walks onto the stage.
Vince: Punk..don't leave. You will be on RAW for now on.
Punk stops and smiles as he nods his head his.
Vince continues down the ramp and into the ring. Vince begins to speak as Shane is now up onto his feet.
Vince: Shane, look at you. Your a mess.
And..
Your killing my fed!
Vince kicks Shane in the stomach and connects with the Mac Stunner.
Vince: Shane....YOOUURRRR FIRRRRRRE!
The show goes to commerical.
Match One
8 man battle royal
Winner Recieves a IC title shot.
Entry Order (Eliminated By)
1 - Jeff Hardy (Drew Mcintye)
2 - Rey Mysterio (Jeff Hardy)
3 - D-Lo (The Doctor)
4 - The Doctor (Jeff Hardy)
5 - Barton (Drew Mcintyre)
6 - 20 Pack (Jeff Hardy)
7 - Drew Mcintyre (WINNER)
8 - Hulk Hogan (Barton)
Jeff Hardy wanted to win more than most of them...well it looked that way. He put alot of effort. He threw out Mysterio, The Docter and 20 Pack. Thats impressive.
He gave his all but Drew Mcintyre came from behind and tossed him over. Drew celebrates inside the ring. Jeff is up and slides into the ring and throws out his hand.
Drew cocks a smirk and goes to hand shake Jeff. But Jeff Hardy kicks Drew in the stomach and hits the Twist of Fate. Jeff exits the ring and taunts as he is boo'd
JR: What a first match King.
King: This night is full of suprises JR..first Shane is fired, Brett quits.
JR: I know..Something needs to be done.
King: Well whats next? When is Hanna Beth and the sexy Layla going to go at it?
JR: That match is next King..
Match two
Womans championship
Hanna Beth (c) vs Layla El
The match began and Layla El walked down the the ring and slid into the ring. She waits for Hanna. Hanna's theme song hits off of the PA system and she takes about two minutes just to get to the ring. She slides in and she raises her belt. Hanna beth is given many cheers. She hands the title to the ref and he calls for the bell.
That match begins. Hanna Beth gets into Layla's face and Layla pushes her. Hanna comes back to strike Layla but Layla Bitch Slaps Hanna Beth and hits a spear.
Layla goes for the pin. 1.............2...............Hanna kicks out.
Layla picks Hanna up by her hair and places her in a headlock. She holds that for some time before Hanna is able to connect with a backdrop. Hanna his a quick eblow on Layla and goes for the win but only getting a one. Hanna picks up Layla and hits two rights to her head and runs to the ropes. Hanna comes flying back and Layla connects with a cross body. She pins Hanna.
1...2..................Kickout.
She picks up Hanna and picks her up over her head and comes down connecting with a Jackhammer! She pins the champion..1...............2..................3!
Winner and New Champion: Layla El
JR: She did it King, Layla won the womans championship.
King: What a match..what a match.
JR: Now its time for Brian Gunn to defend his title up against Mr. Kennedy!
But Suddenly
"New Disease" by Spineshank blares out over the sound system, and the crowd immediately perks up, not so much at the man in question, but more at the realisation that the next match of the night is coming up - or so they think. When Alexander Kendall comes out, it's to little fanfare, having made an impression in his debut sufficient enough to get a reaction to begin with, but nothing to really last, and the lack of pyro and lighting effects doesn't seem to be helping much. One thing's peculiar about it - Kendall isn't dressed in his ring attire. He's still dressed in a suit and tie, and he doesn't look happy.
JR: "The Dark Horse" Alexander Kendall made an impressive debut last week against 20 Pack. He's scheduled to face The Sorrow tonight in both men's pay per view debut, but something doesn't seem right.
King: Would turning up not ready to wrestle count as not right, JR?
Justin Roberts takes up his position in the middle of the ring, prepared to announce the next contest.
Roberts: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from--
King: Hey, look at Kendall!
Kendall marches down the rampway, pausing just before the ring and waving at Justin Roberts, signalling for him to stop the introduction, which he does so, perplexed but going along with it nonetheless. Alex sighs, casually climbing up the steel steps and stepping through the middle ropes, wandering up to Justin and politely motioning for his microphone. He's given it, but it doesn't seem to make him any happier.
Kendall: Now I know all of you here were expecting me to take on a man called "The Sorrow" as advertised, but unfortunately that won't be the case tonight.
The crowd boos. Not particularly out of a longing for The Sorrow or hatred of Kendall, who they've been otherwise ambivalent towards as of yet. More to do with the fact that they're not getting what they paid for.
Kendall: Because it would seem that I was the only person professional enough to keep to my agreement, and to do as I was told, and that was to turn up to work, prepared to wrestle. Before tonight, I wasn't aware that was any great feat. I didn't think that going to work was something that I was supposed to be credited for, rather than it just being something I do. But since I'm here and The Sorrow isn't, I suppose it is.
The fans give a mixed reaction, which on camera sounds more like an idle murmur than anything. Kendall glares right into the camera, that bloodshot eye of his not exactly making him the most appealing sight.
Kendall: So if that the kind of attitude and the kind of standard that "The Sorrow" represents, then by default of me having shown up here tonight, I should be declared the winner - and even if he had managed to drag his half-hearted backside into the arena tonight, I can guarantee that I would have beaten him anyway. As far as I'm concerned, your winner tonight by way of countout is myself - "The Dark Horse", Alexander Kendall.
He holds out his arms, congratulating himself on the hollow victory. The fans don't seem to be liking this all too much, minor boos beginning to spread in select corners of the arena.
Kendall: But you know...you know what the funny thing is? Management told me that despite being a winner at a pay per view, they're not going to pay me the agreed rates. No, this was the perfect excuse for them to save money. 'Sorry Alex, we pay you to wrestle, and you didn't wrestle.' 'Sorry, Mr. Kendall, that's not the way things work around here.' 'Sorry, Alex. That's not the way we do things on RAW.'
The mention of the brand name gets a cheap pop. Alex glares around the arena shortly after it, looking no less than disgusted.
Kendall: And there would have been a time when I would have been fine with that. I would have been happy just to be employed, but you know, those days passed. Those days died when I realised a solid paycheck was just about the only thing worth getting out of this cesspit of an industry, and certainly out of a cesspit of a company like this.
Those who were on the fence about booing aren't holding themselves back any longer, now Kendall's made his viewpoint clear. The boos grow progressively louder - and Alex isn't stopping yet.
Kendall: You're going to penalise me for your problems? You're going to cheat me because your roster can't be depended on? You booked me against Cody Dementium, and you pulled me out of that because you were too busy falling over yourselves trying to keep him happy and under contract. You booked me against The Sorrow because you didn't know what the hell else to do with me, and you cared too much about your precious Brian Gunn to have me humiliate him and take his worthless championship in my second match. Is that what you call a business plan?
Louder and louder the fans grow, and louder and louder Alex grows, getting more frustrated by the second.
Kendall: No, things don't work this way. As far as I'm concerned, this right here is my time, and that means my rules. You're going to pay me the pay-per-view victory fee of six thousand dollars that I am owed - plus bonuses for having wasted my time turning up to this sham of a pay per view.
Alex is forced to pause, taking the time to acknowledge the momentum that the recently started up 'you suck' chant is gaining and show his displeasure at that. Still, he gets over it, and carries on.
Kendall: Because you know as well as I do that six grand is a small fee to keep a talent like me. And you know as well as I do...that SmackDown is willing to pay a lot more than six grand for a talent...like...me.
Mention of the rival brand does little in winning over the fans, and at this point, the hatred in the arena is at boiling point, the sheer level of booing raining down on Kendall reaching nuclear levels, cheap heat or not.
Kendall: So here's what's going to happen. Before you carry on with your little flea market of a pay per view, I'm going to hand this microphone back to Mr. Roberts, I'm going to walk down that rampway, and if I don't have a cheque for six thousand plus handed to me the second I walk through that curtain, I'm going to keep on walking and I'm going to go right out that door. Are we clear, 'management?'
Management, naturally, doesn't respond, despite the crowd's best intent to answer for them. Alex just smirks, the first smily smile of the entire promo.
Kendall: Good.
He turns, casually handing the microphone back to an astounded Justin Roberts as "New Disease" begins playing on the sound speaker again. He makes his way up the rampway at a sickeningly slow speed, as if enjoying every single step, before vanishing behind the curtain and letting the show resume.
Match Three
First Blood
IC Championship
Return of Mr. Kennedy?
Brian Gunn(C) vs Mr. Kennedy?
Kennedy!!! Is heared around the arena as Mr. Kennedy’s theme starts to play and he comes out. He makes his way to the ring and slides to enter. Then, “World greatest” hits the PA system and Brian gunn’s theme song starts. He comes out with the IC title on his shoulder, accompanied by Alexis King.. He walks down the ignoring the boos from the fans. Alexis stays in the corner and Brian enters to the ring. The ref lifts the belt to the air
DING!! DING!! DING!!
The match starts and both men go a tie up. Gunn comes out with a wrist lock and clotheslining Kennedy. Brian picks him up and clotheslines him again. Picks him up again and irishp whip to the corner, Brian runs but Keneddy moves and Gunn hits his shoulder with the steel post.Brian turns around and Kennedy does a quick suplex, gets up an and then huge elbow drop. Kennedy picks Brian up, but he slaps Kennedy. Kennedy turns around with rage on his eyes but Brian dropkicks him.He gets up and raises his hand as the crowd boos him. Gunn picks kennedy up and does a suplex, gets up and hits another suplex, he does the same thing and goes for the cover, 1..2..quick out. The match continues. Kennedy is on the apron ready to fly, he jumps but Brian Gunn hits a spear on the air. Goes for the pin, 1..2…no, quick out again. Brian gets up and argues with the ref. Kennedy gets up and goes for the mic check, but Gunn pushes him away. Short kick and Total Destruction, this is it. 1...2….3. Gunn retains the title
Winner and still IC champion: Brian Gunn.
JR: Well I guess Mr. Kennedy wasn't ready to return.
King: Guess not.
Suddenly out of nowhere.
Triple H's theme music begins to play and Gunn freaks out and throws the title down and gets ready to fight. Triple H walks onto the stage and the fans scream and begin to go wild.
JR: TRIPLE H, he is back!
King: The King of King, former IC champion is back.
Triple H walks down the ramp and he slides into the ring and the brawl begins. Both men begins to throw left and rights off and Triple H takes controls and irish whips Gunn into the ropes. HHH spears Brian as gives off a taunt as Gunn rolls out of the ring. Holding his stomach Gunn walks into the back as HHH stares on.
JR: Wow..That was insane.
King: I wanted more! HHH is back and wants his title match!
JR: Wow..Well next its The Sarrow
Match Four
Falls Count Anywhere
The Sarrow vs Alexander Kendall
No Mercy drew closer to it's main event stretching even closer and now the fourth match went underway. The Sarrow came out and he walked down the long extending ramp down into the ring with a roll and celebrated like he had already won the match before it began. Then the lights went out and out from behind the black curtain on onto the glowing bright stage walked Alexander Kendall down into the ring joining the opponent with a chair already in hand standing toe to toe with his opponent. They wasted no time ringing in the bell and this match of Falls Count Anywhere rules started with a chair smashed against the face of Sarrow who fell straight down with an oversell.
Alexander crawled out through the bottom rope and dragged the enemy wrestler down slapping his face off of the concrete floors covered by a hard black mat. He lifted him back up and tossed him into the announce table drawing the two commentators from their seat and he collapsed on the floor. He jumped over and went to proceed in the attack. Climbing up on the table and leaped into him but Sarrow caught and flipped him over the barricade on his back with a cover. 1.... Not even close. He kicked out and embraced the opponent with a slap to the face chasing him over into a group of fans and pulled him back over the barricade with a thump. He kicked his face in down with a flurry of kicks. Pin 1....2... Not quite yet. This never ending attack on the wrestler opposite of Kendall showed no sight of ending flipping him into the ring post. Sarrow was in a bad place and as Alexander went in for a kick he dodged it with Kendall's leg smacking off of the post holding his leg on the ground with pain.
Sarrow grabbed the chair and slapped him in his back rolling him up the ramp applying pressure to his back with a limp. Sarrow was dazed but pursued the wrestler this time with a shot to his rib cage. Alex limped and finally got to a stand on the stage and a blow to the head cracked him out like a light. 1....2... He won't give up! Sarrow regrouped with frustration turning his back on the challenger behind him and out of nowhere with a burst of energy sprang Kendall who speared him off the stage into a huge drop right through a table! Neither moved but Alexander was on his opponent pinning unintentionally, 1....2....3! A gruesome and hellacious victory for Alexander Kendall.
Winner: Alexander Kendall
JR: Wow..what an epic match.
King: You can say that again.
JR: Now..the match you all been waiting for..
Both: Our main event!
Main Event
WWE Championship Match
Undertaker vs Kane
Jim Ross
Wow, what a night! We’ve seen some truly memorable contests tonight with Drew McIntyre becoming the new number one contender for Brian Gunn’s Intercontinental championship. But the “Chosen One” will have to contend with the current champion as well as “The King of Kings” Triple H, who is yet to invoke his rematch clause.
King
Yeah JR, but don’t forget the divas match! Did you see Layla? Sheesh, those are some puppies!
Jim Ross
Aw, hush up King. Now, we have the main event! The Undertaker is going to face off against his half brother, Kane!
The lights are darkened in the arena rather abruptly, leaving the crowd blind, only the raw anticipation and the roars of the rampant crowd can be felt. An eerie organ begins to play, chilling the crowd before roasting them as the stage explodes to life in the inferno of The Big Red Machine, Kane. Paul Bearer isn’t far behind Kane as he strides down to the ramp, adjusting his glove.
Jim Ross
Through hellfire and brimstone, Kane!
Kane reaches the bottom of the ramp and promptly enters the hell in a cell. He eases his long limbs over the top rope and advances to the centre of the ring. Paul Bearer decides it would be in his best interests if he avoided the hell in a cell and takes a seat beside the announcers desk. Kane raises his arms towards the heavens for what seems like an age before thrusting them downward and unleashing the flames of hell from all four turnbuckles, restoring light to the arena, which was bathed in a gentle red light.
As quickly as the lights were restored they are removed once more and a gong reverberates throughout the arena sound system. Flames begin to belch from the stage, ascending upward for a moment before fading back into The Undertaker’s artificial night. This sequence continues for a few moments before the main part of Undertaker’s “Graveyard Symphony” begins to play. The Deadman steps into the fray with a piercing look in his cold, steel blue eyes. The rest of his face however, is blank and shows no signs of emotion. Kane’s horrifically scarred face is probably the same behind his haunting mask. Undertaker continues down the ramp at his legendary, methodical tempo, designed to perforate the opponents mind with doubt and trepidation, but Kane is of the same lineage as Undertaker and is apparently immune to The Phenom’s mind games.
Jim Ross
Our current champion, The Undertaker, ready for battle with his own flesh and blood in the Hell in a Cell, No doubt, there will be flesh shed and blood spilt inside it’s crude, steel chain walls.
Undertaker continues inside the Hell in a Cell, not even suffering a glance at Paul Bearer, he is giving all of his attention to Kane. Undertaker raises his coat as he traverses the steel steps and raises his arms to a fixed point, where they remain as light floods the arena once more. Kane is like a colossal statue at the other end of the ring, completely unmoving as Undertaker goes about his entrance. As Kane towers at the far side of the ring Undertaker is staring heatedly at his brother as he removes his entrance gear. Undertaker rolls his eyes back and the sound of thunder and lightening erupts around the arena, yet Kane is totally oblivious to it, like some sort of killing machine, devoid of life, just waiting to butcher Undertaker.
The referee signals for the bell and the action commences at the sound of the bell with Kane immediately advancing over to Undertaker and swinging a wild right hook. Undertaker promptly ducks beneath the flying limb and goes to work on his younger brother with measured right hands to the exposed part of his face, which only has the strap of the mask on it. Undertaker beats Kane into a corner where he continues to strike at the Big Red Monster with more powerful right hands. But Undertaker’s success is short lived as Kane grabs Undertaker with two hands around the neck and hoists the three hundred pound man into the air and switches their positions in the corner. Kane immediately starts to uppercut Undertaker in the corner, each blow packing huge impact and shaking Undertaker’ entire body. Kane then takes a step back before running in and crushing Undertaker with an impactful clothesline. As Undertaker stumbles out from the corner, Kane slaps his gloved right hand around Undertaker’s throat and hoists him into the air before driving The Phenom into the canvas. Kane quickly covers……1…………………….2……………no! Undertaker remains lying on the canvas as he breaks the cover, trying to get some recovery time. Kane grants him some by exiting the ring and reaching under the ring and grabbing a chair. Kane re-enters the ring where Undertaker is slowly clambering to his feet and as The Deadman turns around he nails him squarely with the chair. Undertaker falls lifelessly on to his back. Kane then drops the chair and moves towards the top rope. Undertaker sits up from the chair shot and spins around on to his knees then his feet. As The Deadman turns around once more Kane hits his flying clothesline. Undertaker is grounded, but not for long as Kane scoops Undertaker up and lowers him in preparation for a tombstone piledriver. Kane’s knees buckle and Undertaker’s skull bounces off the canvas in a flash. Kane performs his signature pin where he holds Undertaker’s arms down as the referee begins the count……...1.............…...2………….....…2½……………………...NO!!!!! Undertaker somehow gets his shoulder up and rolls to the outside of the ring. Bearer is clearly frustrated and is out of his seat telling the referee to count quicker.
Kane exits the ring after the wounded Phenom, still showing no signs of emotion. Kane grabs Undertaker by a tuft of his hair and forces the WWE champion to his feet. Kane then rams Undertaker’s skull off the steel steps and rakes his eyes on the steel wire, Undertaker groans in agony as Kane repeatedly rakes his eyes. As Kane ceases, Undertaker sinks to his knees and the camera captures the hot blood which streams from an open wound in Undertaker’s forehead. Bearer laughs manically while chanting “Yes” signalling for Kane to do more. Kane obliges and raises Undertaker to his feet before charging down the Phenom. Undertaker dodges and Kane runs right into the steel wire, the gentle ping of steel garners a shocked cry from the crowd. As Kane turns around Undertaker kicks The Big Red Machine in the gut before ramming his skull into the steel several times. When Undertaker finally stops his hand is resting on Kane’s neck. Before long Undertaker has a sinister look in his eyes and leans back and launches Kane at the steel wall. Kane crashes into the cell and rips through it right at the cell in front of the announce table. The crowd cry out in shock again, but Undertaker isn’t done, he tears the covering and the monitors out of the announce table and picks Kane up. As soon as Kane is on his feet Undertaker pounces by planting his hand around Kane’s throat before lifting him into the air and chokeslamming Kane through the annoncer’s table! After a few moments to let it sink in, an exhausted Undertaker grabs Kane by the scruff of his neck and returns the Big Red Machine to the ring for the pin……………..1…………2……………Kane kicks out! As Kane kicks out Undertaker sinks to his knees in disbelief. To buy more time, Undertaker lands a measured leg drop across Kane’s throat. But somehow Kane sits up after the leg drop and begins to brawl with Undertaker again. Kane hits with more lethality, but Undertaker is craftier and hooks Kane’s arm into a classic wrist lock. Undertaker then mounts the turnbuckle and shows incredible balance and agility for his physique by performing Old School. Kane is only down momentarily however, but he is promptly scooped up for a tombstone which connects with thunderous impact. Undertaker wastes no time in the pin and sticks his tongue out as the referee begins………………1…………………………….2………………………………….
Jim Ross
Rest in peace, Kane.
……………………….
Jim Ross
No! Kane kicked out! Kane kicked out! He damn well kicked out of the tombstone!
Undertaker sinks to the canvas with a look of disbelief plastered on his face. Kane is still lying on the canvas breathing hard; Bearer has his hands on his head fearing the worst for Kane. Undertaker gets to his feet and holds up a hand, mouthing the words: “One more time,” Undertaker leaves the ring and picks up the chair from earlier. The Deadman promptly slides it into the ring and advances over to Kane. As Undertaker is picking Kane up, The Big Red Monster’s hand reaches out and clasps Undertaker’s throat! Kane then prepares Undertaker for a chokeslam, but the champion blocks with a kick to the gut. As Kane is bent over in pain, Undertaker scoops Kane up and hits a jumping tombstone on to the steel chair, laying Kane out. Undertaker repeats his signature pin and the referee counts it……….1……………..2………………3
Undertaker’s gong sounds and he raises triumphant while Bearer is on the floor, grovelling in his own self pity. Undertake is presented with the WWE Championship and drops to one knee with the belt in his hand. He raises it up and thunder airs around the arena as it did in his entrance, Undertaker is victorious.
Winner: Undertaker.
The show fades to black as the Thy WWE logo appears
Credit goes out to Punk, Taker and 20 Pack for helping out. Congratulations goes out to all of the winners and I thank all who rped.
I will spell check later..but here is NO MERCY!
