Post by DM on May 3, 2010 1:07:23 GMT
NWA Sin
Venue - The Staples Center
Theme - Hero by Skillet
Tagline - Salvation...through Sin
We are pulled in immediately after a loud firework display as the crowd was going crazy, barely allowing Grish to welcome us to the event, though there seemed to be a huge issue in the back and cameras quickly fled to the back. Referees and officials were looming over the beaten, bloody body of Molly Holly as Lita was yelling out what the hell was going on. There were no answers at all as DM was yelling out for EMT's. Molly Holly was placed upon a stretcher and wheeled out in an ambulance with no clues as to what had occurred prior to the event starting, the women's title match already in jeopardy without a contender for the match as DM scratched his head, heading to his office.
However the show still had to go on as the bell would sound for the first official match of the evening.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is the match of Gluttony and both men have agreed to have their teams barred for this match."
[Play out]
Misawa stood tall in the ring looking down at the cocky Flair whom would whoo and strut his stuff all around the ring, offering a hand shake then pulled away, swiping his hands through his hair though Misawa took rather rudely to that, hitting Flair with a sucker punch to the face, chopping him to the corner and would start with a flurry of punches. The ref would pull them apart as Flair would then walk up to him, talking a bit of trash as Misawa dropped him with a headlock takedown, wrenching on the head as Flair broke free, trying for a hiptoss though Misawa countered with a hiptoss of his own then dropkicked Flair out of the ring.
Flair would re enter the ring, locking up and was tossed the ropes as Misawa would drop Flair down with a flurry of arm drags and drop toe holds, finishing the combination with two huge European uppercuts then a spinning bodyslam. Flair rose up taking two big clotheslines as Misawa locked him in an arm wrentch, jerking the arm down and swept Flair to his back, wrapping his legs around his arm in a modified crossarm breaker.
Flair would struggle as Misawa pulled him up, dropping him with a hammerlock slam then clotheslined him out of the ring as Flair would stagger to his feet, catching a mouthful of Misawa as he would do a suicide dive through the ropes crashing below. Misawa rose to his feet, pulling Flair up and chopped him over the chest, ramming his shoulder into the post with a backsuplex to the floor, rolling in then out of the ring to break the count, picking Flair up and did a rolling spine buster upon the floor, rolling off and would watch him rise, tossing him back into the ring.
Flair would try to get his footing as Misawa would stomp on him, pulling him up by the hair, placing him within a torture rack and would start to spin, dropping down hard as Flair would bounce off of his shoulders, laying on his back in pain as Misawa would cover for two. Misawa rose up slowly, pulling Flair to his feet and tossed him hard to the ropes, missing a clothesline as Flair would hit a chopblock to the knee, kicking at the back of his leg locking him in a full nelson. Misawa would easily toss Flair off of him, dropping him with a shoulder block, climbing the top rope and jumped for a dropkick but missed.
Flair took advantage of that, stomping and working to the knee and leg himself, dropping at least four Ric Flair like knees across the leg and knee, pulling Misawa to his feet and chopped him to the corner, slowly turning them to fists, placing him on the top rope though Misawa fought back, knocking Ric back. Flair would charge back, taking a boot to the face as Misawa leapt from the middle rope, hitting a sunset flip neckbreaker, rising up and followed up with a baseball slide across Flair's head, knocking him back to the floor.
Misawa got a rally of jeers as Flair would stagger up, entering the ring as Misawa would push him to the corner, punching at him until Flair had enough, literally exploding upon him, tackling him down to the mat and started to punch at him in typical Flair fashion. Flair would pull off, calling him up and would drop him with a shin breaker, quickly going for the figure four but Misawa breaks out, taking a flying shoulder tackle for his efforts. Flair would start to punch and kick at him, waiting for him to rise up, dropping Misawa with two big suplexes then would clothesline him out of the ring, doing a little dance in the middle of the ring.
Misawa shook his head some as Flair went after him, chasing him around some as Misawa rolled into the ring, bouncing off of the ropes but Flair would catch him with an inverted atomic drop and a few hard chops to the chest, dropping him down with a quick snap suplex. Misawa rose up a bit dizzy as Flair grabbed him from behind, trying for a german though Misawa held onto the ropes, breaking the lock. The ref pulled them aside as Flair literally pushed him aside, charging after Misawa though was low bridged over the ropes, landing on the apron. Flair rose up as Misawa grabbed him by the hair and aimed to ram his head into the post but Flair blocked, ramming Misawa to the turnbuckle, stunning him and quickly hit the top rope. Misawa would quickly counter with a dropkick to Flair's foot, causing him to fall awkwardly upon the mat as Misawa picked him up for the Emerald Flosion though Flair weasled out.
During the confusion Flair would grab Misawa with a roll up, hooking the tights but only for two as both men rose up, exchanging fists back and forth. Flair swung with a haymaker but missed as Misawa dropped him with a hard knee to the face, stunning him then rose him up and hit a sickening brainbuster upon the mat, rising up and started to climb the top rope.
Misawa would wait as a loopy Flair rose to his feet, turning around as Misawa jumped with a shoulder lariat from the top rope, connecting with a loud crack, covering for two. Misawa would nod a bit, realizing Flair was hell tough, rising to his feet and would signal that it was over, pulling Flair to his feet and would lock him in for the Tiger Driver though Flair powered out, suplexing him over, getting a second chance. Flair would pull himself up, ducking a clothesline from Misawa, grabbing him in a sleeper, cursing at him and would actually toss him with a bit of force to the ropes connecting with a small package for two. Both men rose though Flair grabbed him by the head, hitting him with a headbutt not once, but twice, pushing Misawa to the corner and would kick at him and slug upon him, again, pushing the ref out of the way as he would then bite him.
Flair would mount the middle rope, punching away, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 god knows how many times he was punching him as Misawa grabbed him by the trunks and literally ran from the ropes hitting a sitout powerbomb, covering for one, two, no Flair kicked out. Misawa and Flair got up with Flair yelling at him to 'give me your best shot' as Misawa then kicked him square in the jaw, knocking him to the ropes. Misawa went after him though Flair fought back with a gouge to the eyes, starting to fight back and dropped Misawa to his back, going for the figure four when Misawa kicked him off. Flair would bounce off of the ropes as Misawa quickly grabbed him for the Emerald Flowsion though Flair slid out, grabbing him from behind but again Misawa grabbed a hold of the rope to break the hold.
Flair refused to let go as the ref tried to break it up when Misawa hit Flair across the head with a back elbow, stunning him for a moment and went after him again. Flair would duck a punch, kicking him low and picked him up for a suplex as Misawa blocked it by flailing his feet and flipped over, quickly turning Flair over and up and hit Emerald Flowsion covering Ric for one, two..three.
Misawa got the win over Flair as he would raise his arm up in victory but then slid out of the ring letting Flair lay in the wake of defeat, Misawa not even showing emotion as he would head to the back meeting up with his team though after a moment he would walk down the hall a little bit where he was then staring eye to eye with....The Great Muta. They would exchange some words in Japanesse obviously as Misawa patted Muta on the back and would walk off.
"Hello everyone I"m Lord Alfred Hayes and while we still do not know what has happened to the challenger of the NWA Women's Championship tonight though I am standing with General Manager DM whom perhaps can shed some light on the situation."
"Well Lord Alfred as much as I would like to I cannot, the reports that I was given was that Molly Holly had been attacked prior to the event. Now, all of our Angel's have stated that they were all either in the locker room or in designated areas, therefore, after confirmation with local security, their stories all check out."
"So what you're saying is that Molly Holly was attacked but not by any of the Angel's?"
"What I am saying is that whomever did this to Molly Holly is going to have to answer to me and the rest of the NWA locker room. For now we have to remake a match here tonight because these fans are not going to get ripped off. So therefore, having my hands tied in this matter, I am doing the only logical thing and that is grant Vampriss, Katie Lea Burchill her rematch here tonight at Sin, and it will be, next."
[Play out]
The fans were jeering at Katie Lea as if she killed jesus or something as Lita kept pointing at her, knowing she had something to do with it though Lea kept saying she knew nothing as they stood in the middle of the ring. Both girls talking trash to each other already as Vampriss would take a step back, flipping her hair back and would spit on her. Lita took it head on and would follow up with a fierce slap that echoed across the arena. Vampriss would then pounce on her as both girls would roll around hitting each other with heavy punches as the ref got them seperated for a mere moment as Lita would tackle Vampriss through the ropes to the floor on the outside, continuing the fight. Both girls rose up with Lita kicking her low and tossing her hard into the steel stairs, ramming her head at least five times into the steel, grating her head along it then pulled her back, tossing her hard upon the announcers table, tossing monitors like it was no one's business.
Lita and Lea battled on top of the table, trying to get the over over a Lita went for a quick twist of fate though Lea pushed her off. Lita landed upon the guard rail, catching her balance barely and turned around as Lea would hit her with a flying cross body right into the crowd. The ref had to regain control of this match as both girls rose up, punching at each other through the crowd though neither of them cared as Vampriss knocked Lita loopy, climbing the guard rail though Lita would quickly use a steel chair, jumping off of it and would tackle her right through the announcers table. The fans would chant out 'holy shit' as these two were just going at each other, Lita eventually tossing Vampriss into the ring, going after her but took a hard kick to the gut as Vampriss dropped Lita with a swinging DDT, covering her quick for two.
Vampriss pulled her up by the hair litearlly, shaking her violently and tossed him to the corner, kicking to her ribs and chest until Lita grabbed her leg, kicking her at her hamstring then took her down with a mandara twist. Lita would then rush in with a whiplash snapmare, holding upon the ankle and would kick to the leg over and over again eventually slamming it down hard upon the mat then kicked Lea over the back of her head, pulling her up by the hair now, tossing her hard to the ropes and dropped her with a powerslam for two.
Lita would wait patiently, kicking Vampriss in the back, watching her stumble to the ropes then rushed at her though was lowbridged to the outside. Vampriss would wave her palm as if it was that easy, needing a moment as Lita would slide back in, trying for a bulldog though Vampriss pushed her off, each of them trying to jock for position as it was Vampriss whom got the upper hand, using her long legs to sweep Lita down, doing an old fashion leg split then kicked her hard across the face, nearly kicking her head off and would cover for two.
Vampriss rose up in a rage, pulling Lita up and would bash her head into the turnbuckle a few times then started to choke her with her foot, pulling away and would drop her with drop toe hold, locking in a double hammerlock waistlock wrapping her legs. Lita would yell out, not wanting to give up as she shook her head while Vampriss wrenched and held on, keeping her shoulders off of the mat. Lita would use her legs to pull and drag herself to the rope, hooking it with her ankle as the hold was broken and Vampriss let go, pushing her off and would lick her fangs almost one would say, swinging hard with a kick though Lita would duck, countering by sweeping Lea's other leg, forcing her to split down and take a hard dropkick to the face as Lita caught a two.
Lita was the first to her feet as she would toss Vampriss to the ropes but it was quickly countered. Vampriss would duck for a backbody drop though Lita saulted with a sunset flip as both of them would roll around, trying to pin the other with Vampriss getting on top, grabbing the rope as the ref stopped the count. She would argue though Lita countered quickly turning it over for two. Both girll rose up again, Vampriss going for another kick though Lita would duck, grabbing Lea and went for the Twist of Fate, spinning around though Lea would spin her body quickly and countered with a very quick spinning neck breaker, covering for two.
Vampriss was so damn close that time, countering the Twist of Fate as she would drag Lita up, placing her in the piledriver position though Lita would counter, getting to her feet and would raise Vampriss up for an Alabama Slam though Lea weasled out with a victory roll for two. Both girls got to their feet with Lita striking first with a standing monkey flip, tossing Lea out of the ring through the ropes. Lita would get to her feet and would bounce off of the ropes, saulting over the ropes with a plauncha, crashing into Vampriss through the barricade into the crowd once again.
"This is absolutely nuts Jess."
"I love it"
Lita was the first to her feet, pulling Lea up by the hair and would literally toss her by the hair back to ringside, charging at her as Lea would grab her and slammed her face first into the apron as Lita began to bleed from her mouth. Lea crawled over to a hurt Lita, moving the hair slowly from her face and would dig her nails right into her flesh, pulling off and climbed upon the apron, waiting. Vampriss would then strike with a running thez press though Lita held on, backing away quickly as Lea bashed her face right into the steel post as both women hit the stairs then the floor. Both girls were now bloody and worn as the ref would start to count, having no choice in the matter. Lita would roll in at seven then back out to break the counter as Vampriss rose up, blood coming down from her head as Lita went to her, getting sprayed right in the face with Vampriss's red mist. Lita rolled into the ring, holding her eyes as Vampriss caught her second wind, slowly entering the ring.
Lita held her eyes as Vampriss would smirk, blood just coming from her head slowly though she seemed to enjoy it, licking some off of her palm and would pull Lita up by the throat and dropped her with a sambo suplex. Vampriss slowly rose to her feet, having an evil look in her eye, using her fingers to draw Lita to her feet, kicking her low in the midsection and would pick her up for the Axe Guillotine Driver though Lita fought back to her feet, back body dropping her over to the mat. Lita would then hit a springboard dropkick square in the face, climbing the top rope though Lea was playing possum, grabbing her from behind by the hair and slammed her down with rage in her step.
Vampriss would cross her throat with a bit of erotic choreography, pulling Lita up to her feet slowly as Lita quickly hit the Twist of Fate but was also laid out. The big move was just enough time for Lita to pull herself back up, turning around and would try for one more Twist of Fate though Vampriss would counter it, spinning out of it and then hit Lita with a Twist of Fate, quickly covering her for one...two...NO!
Lita just barely kicked out as Vampriss was literally enraged, chasing the ref out of the ring as she would turn with violent eyes, screaming at Lita to get to her feet and would charge at her though Lita would hit a flapjack right upon the turnbuckle pad, dropping Vampriss down and would climb the top rope, leaping and would hit the LitaSault crashing down below as the ref counted one....two....NO Lea's foot JUST managed to catch the rope. Lita looked exhausted as she would find the strength to rise to her feet, pulling Vampriss up and held on tight, trying one more time though Vampriss again slipped out of the manuever, kicking low and went for a powerbomb, raising her up though Lita held onto the top rope, kicking off of Vampriss and climbed up. Vampriss acted fast, kicking to her leg and forced her to straddle the rope.
Vampriss would then move over to the top of the rope, placing Lita in the powerbomb position as she would smirk, raising her up for a super falling powerbomb though Lita quickly countered it into last minute hurricanrana and crashed down below, hooking the leg for one...two....NO! Vampriss somehow had the strength to kick out as Lita literally, looked to the ref as if to say 'are you kidding me?" Both girls rose up as Lita knew she couldn't do her Twist of Fate as Vampriss had that scouted, grabbing Vampriss and went for a Side Effect though Vampriss fought out, kicking hard to the leg of Lita and dropped her down to her knees, sizing her up and would swing hard with her foot as Lita would duck, quickly springing into action and hit a counter Twist of Fate right in the center of the ring, covering Vampriss for one...two...three!
The bell wound sound as the fans gave yet another standing ovation to that brutal match that was Lea's rematch. Lita would slowly rise to her feet being declared STILL NWA Women's Champion, raising her title up looking as if being through a war when she was struck from behind from Vampriss whom had a steel chair. The ref went to stop her but took a hard shot across his head as Lea literally screamed at her "get up bitch" she would yell, blasting Lita over the head with the chair, slowly starting to make her way out of the ring when she stopped, looking at the chair then back at Lita, having an idea as she would go back to Lita, picking her up slowly and would set the end of the chair against Lita's throat and hit a Twist of Fate, forcing the chair to crack against Lita's throat. Vampriss looked down at her dirty work as Jeff Hardy came flying down to the ring as Vampriss would slide out like a snake, Hardy too concerned about Lita to care as EMT's quickly flew down to the ring to assist Lita from was choking and bleeding from her mouth, gasping for air. Vampriss slowly walked back, licking her lips with an evil smirk in her face as Lita was wheeled out in a hurry, Jeff following behind. Jeff was in a panic telling them to move faster and wanted to go with her to the hospital but due to his match he was unable to follow suit though out of all people, Stephanie McMahon stepped up, telling Jeff not to worry about a thing and would go with Lita as Jeff would look on, now, his mind deffinately not in the game.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship."
[Play Out]
Bourne and Eddie would meet in the center of the ring, shaking each other's hands and would slowly move around the ring, locking up to the corner as there was a clean break. They would meet again in the center and locked up once again, Bourne getting behind Eddie though Eddie would counter getting behind him as they would repeat this process until Eddie managed to get his body out of the ring to break the hold.
They met in the center of the ring again as Eddie reached for another handshake, hitting Bourne with an over the shoulder takedown, wrenching on the arm until Bourne would flip around, countering it upon Eddie. Bourne held on tight as Eddie would then flip around, using the ropes to flip back and over, tossing Bourne from his shoulder as the exchange would start.
Guerrero with a dropkick, Bourne with a leg sweep, Guerrero with two big clotheslines, Bourne with standing spin kick to end the combination, charging at Eddie whom side stepped, tossing him out of the ring. Bourne held on, leaping off of the top rope with a Hyper Knee Couger strike to the jaw, stunning Eddie for a mere second and would lock in a double underhook facebuster. Boune would continue the offense hitting Eddie with a spinning headscissor DDT then dropkicked him in the back, causing him to lay over the middle rope. Bourne would then bounce off of the rope, bouncing off of Eddie's back over the rope and hit a legdrop over the back of the head, having him snapback and finished him off with a spinning wheel kick covering for two.
Bourne rose up, striking to Eddie with hard kicks to the side and legs, bouncing off of the rope and took him down with a flying cross body, rolling off and would springboard off of the rope hitting a moonsault hurricanrana, tossing Guerrero around and kicked him to the corner with a leg lariat, running at him full speed with a double knee to the face, rolling back and would dropkick him over the top to the floor. Bourne got a loud ovation as Eddie held his jaw some, slowly re entering the ring as Bourne was ready for another go at it. They would lock up again though Eddie would lock Bourne's hands in a greco roman lock, twisting and turning the wrist, taking him down with an overthe shoulder takedown and locked in an overhead hammer/chinlock, keeping Bourne down.
Bourne would flail a bit, getting to his feet though Guerrero tossed him down to the mat, bouncing off of the rope took him down with two shoulder tackles, chopping him to the chest to the corner then tossed him hard to the other, watching him bounce off and would spring board off of the rope with an insiguri over the back of the head, covering quickly for two. Eddie pulled to his feet, doing a little dance and would drop Bourne with two suplexes then a tiltawhirl back breaker, waiting for him to rise up and would grab his head, running with him and would hit a guillotine by jumping over the rope, snapping Bourne back and would hit the apron, waiting patiently and would jump off of the top rope with a missile dropkick, turning Bourne inside out and covered for two.
Eddie called out in spanish, rising up again and would work to Bourne's knee, locking in a reverse leglock, ripping at the knee a bit, eventually pulling up and slammed his knee down. Eddie would continue to do that, pulling his leg up high as Bourne would counter with his free leg, swinging hard at his head though Eddie would grab his foot, quickly trying to lock in a Lasso From El Paso, trying to turn Bourne over. Bourne would fight and struggle though Guerrero had one better, rolling back and would slingshot Bourne face first into the mat, rising up and would wait, locking him in a half nelson, going for a slam but broke his knee across the back of his neck, pulling him back up and would hit the half nelson slam covering for two once again.
Eddie didn't mind as he rose up, pulling Bourne to his feet and would kick him to the corner, placing him on the top rope and would climb up with him, moving behind him however and would yell out in Spanish once again and did an inverted sunset flip slam, crashing hard upon the mat and covered Bourne just barely kicking out at two. Eddie would nod some, seeing he had fight left, shrugging some and would watch Bourne stagger up, starting to strike and tossed him to the ropes. Eddie then went for a flapjack though Bourne countered with a flipping dropkick, landing on his feet and charged at full speed hitting Eddie with a rolling legsweep covering quickly for two.
Both men rose as Bourne came alive, ducking another clothesline and hit Eddie with a hard kick to the chops, bouncing off of the ropes and ran for his double knee lariat though Eddie held on, keeping his balance and quickly dropped Bourne face first to the mat. Eddie was up quick, grabbing Bourne from behind and went for a german suplex though Bourne flipped out, catching Eddie again with a hard kick to the jaw, knocking him into the corner and would start with a flurry of kicks. Eddie would grab the leg and spun with a dragon screw, hurting the knee of Bourne as he then did a bodysplash on the back of the knee, Bourne yelling out in pain though Eddie then placed him in the ever dreaded Mexican Surfboard stretch, raising him up as Bourne would yell out in pain.
The ref would ask over and over again as Bourne would shake his head no over and over again, stuck in the hold for at least three or four minutes until Eddie let go, not having the strength but was still in control, grabbing Bourne's knee and hit a spinning knee breaker, jerking at the leg as he would try for a leg lock though Bourne kicked him off, staggering to his feet. Eddie would quickly drop him with a spinning wheel kick, rising up fast and would grab Bourne, hitting one suplex then spun, rising up and would hit him again with a second, spinning his body and rose for the third lifting him up though Bourne would start to flail and countered it into a DDT, crashing hard as both men would lay.
Bourne would start to move first, holding his knee a little bit as Eddie was right behind him, both of them starting to strike each other though Eddie won with a kick to the knee, bouncing off of the rope and did a sunset flip though Bourne countered out of it, swinging hard with his foot and kicked Eddie down, moving to the rope though was unable to climb due to his knee thus giving Eddie a chance to catch him on the top rope hitting a super reverse suplex flat in the middle of the ring. Eddie was the first man up, needing put Bourne away as he moved around, watching him rise up and would grab him in the Gourry Special, locking in the submission lock. Bourne would shake his head no, getting to the ropes and was able to kick off and flip over Guerrero sending him face first to the mat. Bourne rose to his feet, rubbing at his knee would keep Eddie down with kicking combinations, eventually dropping him with a double knee lariat, holding his knee afterwards.
Bourne then went for the Asai DDT though Eddie weasled out at the last minute, forcing Bourne to land on his feet and be pushed to the corne where Eddie would kick and stomp at the knee, placing him on the top rope. Guerrero would then climb up, looking for a super double underhook suplex though Bourne fought the best he could. Eddie would regain control and would hit a super double underhook suplex though at the last minute Bourne flipped his body on top of Eddie, crashing down and would use the momentum to quickly climb the rope, leaping for faith and crashed down with the Shooting Star Press for one...two...three! Bourne could barely stand due to his hurt leg but he would raise the title the best he could, rolling out of the ring and would start to limp to the back, needing to ice down his knee.
Once the ring was cleared it was time for the next match as the bell would sound off to begin.
"Ladies and gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA United States Championship."
[Play Out]
Punk and Sabin would stand in the middle of the ring, Punk offering a friendly hand shake as Sabin would shake it with a nod as they would slowly move around the ring, Punk trying to score early offense with some kicks though Sabin was too quick and alert for those tricks. Sabin would then lock up with Punk, neither one of them backing down as Sabin would catch him off guard with an armdrag though was easily taken down as Punk rose up and caught him with a standing dropkick to the jaw. Both men would exchange locks, countering each other until Sabin backed Punk to the corner, ramming his knee into his stomach and pulled away, running quick and did a step over dropsault, landing on his feet and dropped Punk with a snapmare, locking in a headlock.
Punk would get to his feet after a moment, breaking free with his elbow to the ribs. Punk would bounce off of the rope, Sabin leapfrogging over and caught Punk in the jaw with a backkick to the jaw, knocking him for a moment to the ropes and rushed in, hitting a climb up DDT upon the mat, quickly climbing the top rope and saulted with a cross body block.
Sabin rolled off, having the momentum and dropkicked Punk's knee, dropping him down and caught him from behind with a throwback, quickly hitting the rope and did a springboard legdrop, covering for two. Sabin rose up, smirking as he would get Punk from behind, trying for a german as Punk quickly ran forward and ducked under the turnbuckle, bashing Sabin's face into it. Punk moved quickly and dropped Sabin with a double underhook back breaker, following up with some heavy kicks to the chest and stomach. Sabin was a bit rocked, leaning against the ropes as Punk tossed him hard, swinging with a kick though Sabin slid under him, catching him with a sleeper, only to sunset flip over and nail a face buster. Punk held his face in pain a little it, Sabin bouncing off of the rope and hit him hard with two knees across the face, stunning him for a moment and charged in.
Punk would duck, tossing him over the rope though Sabin held on, watching Punk turn and strike. Sabin slid under Punk's legs, re entering the ring and hit Punk with a victory roll but instead tossed him over the top rope to the floor as Sabin slid back in. "Hail Sabin" he would chant out, watching Punk stagger to his feet as Sabin flew over the rope with a Leap of Faith, crashing down below. Sabin was in complete control, climbing up the apron and would wait a moment, doing a quick pose and would run for a hurricanrana though Punk held on, pulling him up and did an alley oop having Sabin land face first upon the steel stairs below. Punk would roll into the ring, just breaking the count at seven then rolled back out, tossing Sabin back into the ring and would wait, dropping him down with a sambo suplex then a samoan drop, hitting him from all angles, catching him in a front face lock and used his knees to strike across his face and head.
After about a minute of striking, Punk would let go, pushing Sabin to the ropes and dropped him with a Death Valley Driver, covering him only for two. Punk was the first to his feet, taking Sabin down with a flurry of suplexes, speaking out that 'flipping wasn't helping him now' as he pushed him to the corner, kicking along his chest and head, pulling him out and swung with a clothesline though Sabin would duck and counter with a crucifix pin for two. Punk was a bit shocked at that one taking a hard haymaker to the face then a kick as well as Sabin mounted the second rope, punching him with ten punches and did a monkey flip. Punk landed hard, rising up as Sabin took him down with a shoulder tackle, bouncing off of the rope and hit a sunset flip senton splash, knocking Punk down as he would springboard again off of the rope with a bodysplash, covering for two.
Sabin was fighting back, locking Punk in a headlock and ran to the corner for Sliced Bread though Punk tossed him off. Sabin would land on his feet, ducking a roundhouse kick from Punk and dropped him with a legsweep in the front, dropping Punk to his face. Sabin moved fast, dropping a few elbows across the back of Punk's head, climbing the top rope and would wait, leaping for a tornado DDT though Punk pushed him off. Sabin caught his balance, charging in however Punk was crafty, catching him and quickly hit a Senton Samoan Driver, hooking the legs for two.
Punk was back in the game, needing a moment of course as Sabin was right behind him trying to beat him to the punch. Punk went for the early kill, pulling Sabin to his shoulders for the GTS though he fought out, bouncing off of the ropes and went for a spinning headscissor though Punk was barely able to hold his footing and dropped Sabin with a side slam then quickly tried for the Anaconda Vice.
Sabin slid out just in time, getting to his feet and would duck just in time, catching Punk's leg and did an awkward capture flapjack, getting Punk caught in the ropes. Punk would straddle the rope some, trying to get free as Sabin took advange of this, kicking at the other leg until Punk fell flat. Sabin moved to the top rope and leapt with a double knee across the back of Punk's head, seeming to crush him as Punk yelled in pain being covered for two.
Sabin would smirk, mocking CM Punk a little bit and would pick him up for the GTS though Punk violently fought out, pushing Sabin to the ropes and connected with a hard kick across the head. Punk seemed upset that Sabin would even dare attempt that move on him as he pulled him up by the hair though Sabin snapped back with a hard uppercut to the jaw, bouncing off of the rope and went for another spinning headscissor though Punk was able to counter it into a release german suplex, nearly snapping him in half. Punk rose up, calling him on, checking his wrist to see that it was time to Go To Sleep, pulling Sabin up upon his shoulders going for the GTS though Sabin quickly countered it into a small package for one...two..thrNO!
Punk just barely kicked out in shock as Sabin struck first, kicking at him and picked him up for the Cradle Shock though Punk used his knee to fight out, knocking Sabin down. Punk would move to the top rope, stumbling a bit though Sabin moved like lightning, jumping up with him from behind and would hit Sliced Bread from the middle rope, crashing down below as Sabin would cover for one...two...Thre No no no! Sabin held his head, he couldn't believe Punk kicked out of that manuever, rising to his feet and would watch Punk stagger up.
Sabin then grabbed him and leapt high for a DDT but crashed down hard upon his back and Punk held on to the rope for leverage. Sabin was a bit loopy as he was pulled to his feet and placed upon Punk's shoulders who aimed for the GTS though against Sabin countered using his elbow and knee to bash over Punk's head forcing him to let go. Sabin had him as he grabbed him up for the Cradle Shock though Punk slid out, pushing Sabin to the ropes but got an ensiguri for his efforts, laid out as Sabin rolled him over to his back and climbed the top rope.
Sabin would smirk for a moment, leaping for a legdrop but crashed upon the mat hard. Sabin rose up holding his lower back as Punk would quickly grab him and locked in the Anaconda Vice. Sabin would flail with his feet, trying to fight out of it though Punk would hold on tightly keeping it locked in. Sabin would kick and twist his body some, actually able to roll some and nearly break the hold but Punk held on, trying to avoid the rope at all costs as Sabin's body started to slow down a bit. Punk would wrench on him a little bit more, pulling back as Sabin was forced, his hand slapping against Punk's own as the ref would ring the bell.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the winner of this match by Submission and still NWA United State's Champion...C.M. Punk."
Punk looked a bit angry as he would leave the ring, rubbing his jaw a little bit since it stung, looking over towards the ring and rose his title up for everyone to see and know he was still a reigning champion, heading to the back.
The bell would sound for the next match.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is the semi main event and will be for the NWA Tag Team Championships."
[Play Out]
DiBiase would start things off with Bambam, smirking at him as he went nose to nose though Rhodes would also get in his face with Vader backing up Bambam. It was a stare off as Priceless struck first but Bambam and Vader fought back being the bigger of the two, knocking them both into a corner. Bambam and Vader tossed both of them, watching them crash into each other as they were taken down with backclotheslines, tossing them back into the corner though stacked them this time as Bambam would splash upon them then Vader, then Bambam, then Vader again. Rhodes pulled out first and was litearlly tossed out of the ring as DiBiase was caught victim to a double flapjack and a double body splash as Vader, picked him up, hitting him with a belly to belly suplex and Bambam with his flying headbutt, covering for two as Rhodes just barely broke it up in time.
The ref would regain control with Bambam pulling Ted to his feet, slamming him down a few times, dropping the big head across his shoulders and back, watching him squirm away from but grabbed his ankle, pulling him back and slugged him over the mouth. DiBiase fell back to the corner, getting rammed in the stomach then across the head as Bambam set him on the middle rope then jerked him down violently by the feet, hearing him smack the mat.
A smirk came across his face as Ted pulled himself up, placed in a gorilla press then dropped him down hard face first, following up with a release german suplex as DiBiase rolled to the outside for a breather. That didn't last long as Vader went after him, tackling him down and would toss him into the ring where Bambam waited, grabbing him by the throat and would slam him down with force, coming off of the rope and hit another body splash, covering DiBiase for two.
Bambam pulled him up with a hard slap to the face, tossing him hard to the rope and dropped him down with a heavy powerslam, giving Cody a death glare as he covered DiBiase again only for two. Rhodes yelled for his partner to fight back as Bambam pulled him up, hitting him with a dropkick then looked over, slowly walking over and tagged Vader him as the crowd went nuts. Vader watched DiBiase rise up, giving him a war cry almost and started in on him, taking him down with some body splashes, a few bodyslams and some heavy elbows, literally keeping him down for the count as he pulled him up, hitting him with a pumphandle slam, rising up as he would then move over and actually pulled Rhodes into the ring, picking him up and would drop him down hard upon DiBiase. The ref would push Rhodes back to the corner while Bambam and Vader would double team DiBiase, actually hitting him with a double powerbomb as Vader went for the cover as the ref ran over, covering for two as Rhodes broke it up and quickly moved back to the corner.
Vader didn't care, pulling DiBiase up by the hair and would toss him hard to the corner, punching over his head and stomach, putting the hurt on him and placed him on the top rope, literally tossing him and finished him with a hard clothesline, DiBiase falling back to the outside, at least, on his end. Rhodes went down to help him up, trying to rally him back in the game as Vader picked Bambam up and would toss him out of the ring, watching him crash down hard upon them.
DiBiase was very sluggish as he was tossed into the ring being fed to Vader whom picked him up and slammed him with a scrap buster, slowly dragging him to the corner and would slowly climb up, trying for a Vaderbomb though DiBiase would roll out of the way, Vader having to climb down. DiBiase dragged himself to his feet as Vader grabbed him from behind, attempting a slam though DiBiase held onto the rope for dear life, the ref having to break it up. Bambam took the chance and would slug DiBiase over the head with a fist, knocking him away from the rope as Vader caught him, dropping him with a suplex, running for a bodysplash though Rhodes pulled the rope down as Vader was low bridged to the floor.
This gave DiBiase a chance to recover as Vader would re enter the ring, going after DiBiase whom would punch at him low, hitting him with a hard headbutt then moved, tagging in Rhodes as both of them would start to punch and slug away at Vader. They grabbed him by the wrists, tossing him to the ropes but were double clotheslined for their efforts. Vader was back in control. He would toss Rhodes hard to the ropes, dropping him with a back body drop then tagged Bambam in.
Rhodes was pulled to his feet, staggering as Bambam would toss him hard to the ropes, picking him up and literally tossed him in the air though Rhodes countered with a dropkick. Cody caught his footing, attacking Bambam the best he could, dropping him with an armdrag and locked it in, holding him down. Bambam rose to his feet, breaking free with ease and tossed Rhodes to the corner, charging in but took a hard boot to the face. Rhodes climbed the top rope and hit a leaping swinging neck breaker.
Rhodes would stomp on him a little bit, dropping a few knees across the back of his neck, smirking a bit as he would lock in a headlock to keep him worn down. Bambam again rose to his feet though Rhodes pushed him to the corner, working upon him a little bit, tagging DiBiase back in as both of them set him on the top rope, hitting a double superplex. DiBiase would then covering him for two, tagging Rhodes back in as he would drop him with a shoulder tackle, locking in a figure four leg lock and would lay back.
Bambam would try to fight out but Rhodes had it locked in real good. Rhodes would reach back, grabbing the ropes a few times for leverage as he eventually let go when the ref caught him, rising up and would chopblock the knee of Bambam, taking him down then hit a short standing DDT. Rhodes would slowly climb the top rope, waiting for him and would hit him with a missle dropkick, rising up with a grin as he locked Bambam in a sleeper hold trying to wear him down. Bambam would rush back to the corner though Rhodes broke free just in time, watching the big man drop as he climbed the top rope again, leaping with a moonsault....and crashed down upon the mat as Bambam rolled over.
Both men were down as Bambam rolled over and tagged Vader in as Rhodes staggered to his feet, turning around and hit Vader with his hardest punch. Vader would smile at him, causing Rhodes to bounce off of the ropes and get dropped with a body splash then a heavy legdrop. Vader would pull him to his feet, dropping him with a sambo suplex then added further insult to injury, tossing him headfirst into DiBiase to knock him off the apron, landing a german suplex for two.
Vader was in complete control, picking up Rhodes with a gorilla press and dropped him with a pump hand slam, flatening him like a pancake, pulling Bambam in and placed him in a gorilla press position, dropping him on Rhodes. Bambam would roll off as Rhodes was gasping for air, placed in a powerbomb position as the ref was pushing Bambam out of the ring, DiBiase would hit Vader with a clothesline, making him a bit loopy as Priceless would strike, dropping Vader with a double DDT. Rhodes would take that chance and tagged DiBiase in as he was ready, locking in the Million Dollar Dream, though that lasted about as long as a mere second as Vader powered out, tossing him hard to the corner and hit two big Avalanch splashes upon him, dropping DiBiase down. Vader would climb the rope again though Rhodes would run over and started to strike at him when Bambam then ran alongside, taking Rhodes to the floor.
DiBiase had just enough time to rise up, catching Vader by the legs and would drop him with a falling powerbomb, covering while using the ropes...for two. DiBiase grunted a bit, rising to his feet and would pull Vader up, attempting a body slam but he was pushed back to the corner as Vader charged in. DiBiase moved out of the way and quickly locked in the Million Dollar Dream, trying for Dreamstreet though Vader would block, tossing DiBiase over his shoulder and splashed him three times in the corner, watching him drop to the mat. Vader moved quick, climbing the middle rope and would hit the Vaderbomb, covering for one...two...NO Rhodes Just barely broke the count up. Vader rose up and would pick Rhodes up and tossed him across the ring with ease as DiBiase pulled himself up from the corner as Bambam went after Rhodes. Vader ran for another big splash though DiBiase moved out of the way, Vader hitting the corner and hitting the exposed turnbuckle, stunning him for a moment as DiBiase and Rhodes would quickly hit Lock,Stock and Barrell, they're over/under clothesline combination as DiBiase would cover Vader for one...two...three.
Priceless walked out with their lives and their titles still in hand, holding onto them tightly as they would limp towards the back a little bit, smirking somewhat though that they got the best of their opponents, hearing the rally of jeers as Vader and Bambam were pushed out of the ring while the Prison Cell slowly started to decend down the ring.
As everyone was still buzzing after the previous match, the arena would start to darken as the prison cage would start to lower. As it reached the ring, the referees were there to line the cage up to the ring, and to hang the four weapons on each of the corners. As the referees began to hang the weapons up, Justin Roberts would begin to announce: "Ladies and Gentlemen... this is the main event of NWA Sin, and it is a "Sinner's Pit Match", for the NWA World Heavyweight Championship!! The rules are as follows: It will be contested in a fatal-four way style type match, and there will be one weapon hung from each of the corners. The door will be chained and padlocked shut, making escape impossible. The only ways to win this match are by pinfall or submission. The first man to score the decision will win the match, and the NWA World Heavyweight Championship!" (play out)
The bell rang as Jeff Hardy ran Kane full speed ahead and was booted down to the ground, setting the tone for the match as Sting and Muta would lock up on the other side. Sting would back Muta into the corner and continually reverse knife-edge chop him, until Muta would reverse Sting into the corner and retaliate. On the other side, Kane would pick Jeff Hardy up by the throat and launch him into the corner, and would swing hard, as Jeff would duck and mount Kane and punch at his head, but Kane launched Jeff off. Jeff would run back at him and dropkick Kane in the face, slowing the big man down a little bit. Muta would headlock Sting and drag him down into the mat, locking in a headlock tight. Kane came out of the corner as Jeff would continue to punch and kick away at him as Kane pushed Jeff back, Jeff tripped over Sting and Muta, breaking the headlock. Jeff would get back to his feet and deliver a dropkick to the knee, stopping Kane in his tracks, as Sting would push Kane back to the corner, shoulder blocking him in the stomach. Muta would charge in with a clothesline, as Sting would get on all fours and Jeff Hardy would run full speed ahead, leaping off of Sting's back, hitting Poetry in Motion on Kane, knocking the big man down!
Jeff would get back up, running into Muta, who locked him in a full nelson and would german suplex him backward, holding him for a 1...2... Jeff would raise his shoulder off the mat, trying to break free, but Muta wouldn't let go. Jeff would walk towards the corner and kicked off backwards, flipping over Muta and locked in a sleeper hold on Muta, as Sting would break it up, not wanting Muta to submit. Sting would toss Jeff to the ropes and would scoop slam him down hard on the mat. Muta would then intercept Sting with a straight right hand to the face, rocking Sting back, as he would irish whip him into the ropes. Muta would go for a clothesline, but Sting ducked underneath and would go for a cross body block, pinning Muta down, but Muta would roll through, surprising Sting for a quick two.
Kane would rise up from the corner and go straight for Jeff Hardy again, grabbing him by the head and blasted him into the turnbuckle. Kane would then start to choke on Jeff as Sting would come from behind and hit Kane from behind, making Kane release the choke, as Jeff crumbled in the corner. Sting would hit at Kane repeatedly in the face, as Kane continued to walk forward, as he was hit from behind by Jeff Hardy with the first unhooked weapon of the match, a Singapore Cane. Kane would take a cane shot to the stomach, and Muta would run in and hit a swinging neckbreaker on Kane, taking him down again. Muta would lock up with Sting again as Jeff Hardy would help Sting take down Muta. Muta was double teamed, as he was hit with a double suplex, and right afterward, Sting would hit a legdrop on Muta as Jeff Hardy would somersault on Muta's body at the same time. As Sting and Jeff surveyed the damage, Sting would lock in the Scorpion Death Drop! Jeff Hardy would fight frantically, and was able to fight out of it, to a standoff, to which the crowd cheered. Sting and Jeff Hardy would stare at each other as Muta would rise back to his feet, and double clothesline Sting and Jeff down, getting a second wind.
Muta would turn around into a chokehold by Kane, but quickly spat the green mist into his eyes, blinding Kane temporarily. Muta would turn around and reach up and grab the steel chair the second weapon to be unlatched, and blasted Kane in the head with the chair, knocking him down. Jeff Hardy would then rise up from behind and lock in a school boy for a quick two count, and Muta would rise up and blast Jeff in the head with a roundhouse kick, knocking Jeff clean out. Muta would go for the pin but Sting broke it up at two, as Kane would rise up, but Sting and Muta would double-team Kane, trying to keep the big monster down. Sting would then lock in a headlock to Muta and bulldogged him, but he bulldogged Muta face first down, but bulldogged him over Kane's prone body, doing damage to both Kane and Muta. Sting would get the cover on Kane, but Kane powered out at one and sat up... staring at Sting.
Kane would chop Sting in the throat, and irish whip him into the rope, back body dropping him nearly as high as the cage, and Sting would crash down onto the mat. Jeff Hardy would leap at Kane, but Kane caught him in mid air and scoop slammed him hard down into the mat. Kane would then reach up and grab the third weapon to be unlatched, but Jeff would get back up and low blow Kane, his hand still on the weapon, but Kane was slowed down for a minute. Sting would attack Jeff one more time, as Jeff would kick him back, Sting caught his leg. Sting would get hit with a mule kick, but as Jeff turned around, he was blasted in the face by Kane with... a wrench, the third weapon to be unlatched. Jeff Hardy would hold his face in agony, as blood spurted from his forehead, his face becoming a crimson mask. Jeff was picked up by the hair by Kane and was thrown into the turnbuckle, but Jeff had the wherewithall to attempt a Whisper in the Wind! But Kane caught Jeff in midair and powerbombed him into the mat, the crowd cringing in agony, and collectively groaning out in pain for Jeff. Kane covered Jeff... 1... 2... Sting would break the count up as the referee's hand was coming down for three! Sting and Muta would attempt to double team Kane, but Kane overpowered the both of them, knocking both of them down to the ground. Kane would then pick the both of them up by their throats, and Sting and Muta both kicked Kane in the midsection, breaking up the double chokeslam attempt. Sting and Muta would continue to double team Kane, as Muta hit a drop toe-hold onto the steel chair, and Sting would legdrop him in the back of the head. Sting and Muta would then go at it again as Sting went for a quick Scorpion Death Drop attempt, but Muta flipped backwards, locking Sting in a Dragon Sleeper. Sting was in in for several seconds, and his arm dropped down, heavy. The referee checked it, as it dropped once... twice... three-NO!!! Sting's arm dropped, but rose back up at the very last second, keeping him alive. Sting would then drop down to his back, hitting a variation of a Diamond Cutter, breaking the Dragon Sleeper.
All four men were down on the mat, as Muta rolled over, his lip being busted open by the Diamond Cutter, as he would spit up blood from his mouth. Jeff Hardy would pull himself up and fall over Sting, still reeling from the Dragon Sleeper. 1...2... Sting kicked out at two, keeping the match alive. The referee would ask Jeff if he wanted to continue, and Jeff told the referee yes, so the match would continue. Jeff would attempt to pull himself up to his knees, as Kane would sit up again... turning his head slowly towards Jeff. Jeff took note of this and leapt to his feet, dropkicking Kane in the face. He would cover Kane for a one, and Kane would sit up again. Jeff would then go for another dropkick and nail Kane again, and went for the cover again. However this time, Kane's hand shot up and grabbed Jeff by the throat, and would chokeslam Jeff HARD into the mat, the impact shaking the cage. Kane would stand up on his feet, and Sting would charge at him, but Kane would sidestep Sting, blasting his face into the prison bars, busting Sting open in the process. Muta would rise up and stare at Kane, as Kane whipped his head back, his hair whipping over his back and Muta and Kane would stare at each other, perhaps Muta being the lone soldier to take Kane down... the fans would explode, flash photos everywhere as Muta and Kane would get ready to take each other down one-on-one. Kane would cross his throat with his thumb as Muta spit red mist into the air, like two titans emitting their respective war cries, as Sting would lock in a Scorpion Death Drop on an unsuspecting Muta. Sting would then turn his attention to Kane, being the biggest threat to Sting at the moment, as Kane would charge, and Sting would sidestep him, hitting a Stinger Splash on Kane. Jeff Hardy was on the other side, pulling himself up and was hit with a Stinger Splash! Muta would pull himself up to his feet, as Sting would go for a Stinger Splash on Muta, but Muta would sidestep it, and pick Sting up and put him on the top turnbuckle. Muta would then ascend the turnbuckle and spit a little red mist into the air, popping the crowd, and leapt with a super huricanranna on Sting, slamming him down into the mat! Muta went for the cover... 1... 2... NO! Sting would barely kick out at two, Muta showing signs of frustration.
Muta would rise to his feet as Jeff would swing hard at Muta with the chair, but Muta ducked it, and superkicked the chair into Jeff's face, knocking him down once more, blood staining the chair, and Jeff would fall down, nearly lifeless. Kane would rise up in the corner again, trying to get his bearings back, as Muta would charge at him, cartwheeling, then backflipping with a backspring elbow into Kane, sitting him down in the corner. Muta would pick Jeff up by the hair and lightly slap him, trying to wake him up, and both Jeff and Muta looked at Kane, then looked back at each other, as Muta very slowly nodded at Jeff. Muta stood back as Jeff charged forward, grabbed the top rope, leapt off the bottom rope, and hit a dropkick into his face, as Jeff was able to roll back onto his feet, and Muta would spit the red mist into Jeff's face, burning him!! Jeff Hardy would go down to a knee, and Muta would back up... leaping for the Shining Wizard! And hit it! Muta would go for the pin... one.... two.... Sting would break it up with the final unlatched weapon, his baseball bat! Muta would rise up in pain, as Sting would hit another Scorpion Death Drop on Muta, both of them being knocked out. All four men were down in the ring as the crowd was rumbling... the referee standing in shock of the carnage. Sting was busted open, Muta's mouth was bleeding, and Jeff Hardy's face was soaked in blood, dripping like a leaky faucet... as Kane would sit up again, being the only man to reach his feet. Kane would bend down and pick up the wrench, cocking his head a little bit, as if it were telling him something, as he would look at whoever was the first man to his feet... being Sting...
Sting would turn around as Kane swung hard, but Sting ducked, and ran off the ropes. Sting clotheslined Kane, but Kane only backed up a bit. Sting would attempt it again, but Kane sidestepped him and launched him face first into the prison cell, the cell not moving an inch as Sting's body bounced back. Muta was next to rise to his feet slowly, as Kane would wind up the wrench, getting ready to knock Muta's head off his shoulders. Muta would turn around and spit his deadliest mist, the Black Mist into Kane's face, burning his eyes and vision, as he dropped the wrench, clutching at his face. Muta would grab a hold of one of Kane's legs, and took him down, and locked a Figure-4 Leglock on Kane, in the center of the ring. At the same time, Sting locked in a triangle choke on Kane, as they tried to take him down again. Kane's hand hit the mat, lifeless, as the referee went to ring the bell... but stopped, not knowing who to award the fall to! The referee was conflicted, as Jeff Hardy came into the equation, and blasted Kane across the stomach several times with the steel chair, the crowd popping with each chairshot. Jeff then went wild, blasting Muta and Sting with the chair, as he fell down getting a surge of adrenaline as he covered the last man he hit, being Sting. 1... 2... no! Sting's shoulder shot off the mat.
Jeff Hardy would stand up, pulling himself up in the corner as Kane would sit up AGAIN... taking all this abuse, and never stopping... Kane slowly rose to his feet and stalked Jeff, as Jeff realized he had nowhere to go... but up! He leapt to the top of the turnbuckle and kicked Kane in the face, rocking him back Jeff would leap off but Kane caught him and went for a chokeslam. He lifted Jeff up... but Muta and Sting were right there, fighting off Kane, as he dropped Jeff down, lifeless. Muta and Sting would irish whip Kane into the ropes, and Kane would double clothesline the both of them down to the ground. Kane would cross his throat, signalling the end. Muta would rise up, as Kane grabbed him by the throat, and Sting would hit him in the back with the ball bat, causing Kane to drop Muta. Sting would swing for the fences, but Kane ducked, and Sting nailed Muta across the face, knocking him out cold. Sting looked down in shock, and turned around into a chokehold from Kane. Kane crossed his throat with his other hand, and rose Sting up high... but Sting jumped up with him and turned in mid-air, countering the chokeslam into the Scorpion Death Drop!!! The crowd exploded as Kane and Sting crashed down hard in the center of the ring, and Sting would slowly rise up on his knees, Jeff Hardy came from nowhere and blasted Sting in the face with the steel chair. Jeff Hardy then looked to the top rope, everyone knowing what he was thinking, but he stopped short... and looked at the chair one more time. Jeff would then bend down and place the chair on Kane's face, wanting to prove to everyone that he wasn't a fluke, and the crowd would explode. Jeff Hardy would place the chair on Kane's face, and climbed to the top rope. He pulled his shirt off and screamed, the passion and intensity visible through his bloody face, as he leapt off the top rope, going for a Swanton Bomb.... and hit it!!! Into the chair, into Kane's face!!! Jeff Hardy rolled around in agony, as he rolled on top of Kane! 1.... 2.... 3!!!!!!
"Ladies and Gentlemen... the winner of this match, and STILL NWA World Heavyweight Champion.... Jeff Hardy!!!!!!"
Venue - The Staples Center
Theme - Hero by Skillet
Tagline - Salvation...through Sin
We are pulled in immediately after a loud firework display as the crowd was going crazy, barely allowing Grish to welcome us to the event, though there seemed to be a huge issue in the back and cameras quickly fled to the back. Referees and officials were looming over the beaten, bloody body of Molly Holly as Lita was yelling out what the hell was going on. There were no answers at all as DM was yelling out for EMT's. Molly Holly was placed upon a stretcher and wheeled out in an ambulance with no clues as to what had occurred prior to the event starting, the women's title match already in jeopardy without a contender for the match as DM scratched his head, heading to his office.
However the show still had to go on as the bell would sound for the first official match of the evening.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is the match of Gluttony and both men have agreed to have their teams barred for this match."
[Play out]
Misawa stood tall in the ring looking down at the cocky Flair whom would whoo and strut his stuff all around the ring, offering a hand shake then pulled away, swiping his hands through his hair though Misawa took rather rudely to that, hitting Flair with a sucker punch to the face, chopping him to the corner and would start with a flurry of punches. The ref would pull them apart as Flair would then walk up to him, talking a bit of trash as Misawa dropped him with a headlock takedown, wrenching on the head as Flair broke free, trying for a hiptoss though Misawa countered with a hiptoss of his own then dropkicked Flair out of the ring.
Flair would re enter the ring, locking up and was tossed the ropes as Misawa would drop Flair down with a flurry of arm drags and drop toe holds, finishing the combination with two huge European uppercuts then a spinning bodyslam. Flair rose up taking two big clotheslines as Misawa locked him in an arm wrentch, jerking the arm down and swept Flair to his back, wrapping his legs around his arm in a modified crossarm breaker.
Flair would struggle as Misawa pulled him up, dropping him with a hammerlock slam then clotheslined him out of the ring as Flair would stagger to his feet, catching a mouthful of Misawa as he would do a suicide dive through the ropes crashing below. Misawa rose to his feet, pulling Flair up and chopped him over the chest, ramming his shoulder into the post with a backsuplex to the floor, rolling in then out of the ring to break the count, picking Flair up and did a rolling spine buster upon the floor, rolling off and would watch him rise, tossing him back into the ring.
Flair would try to get his footing as Misawa would stomp on him, pulling him up by the hair, placing him within a torture rack and would start to spin, dropping down hard as Flair would bounce off of his shoulders, laying on his back in pain as Misawa would cover for two. Misawa rose up slowly, pulling Flair to his feet and tossed him hard to the ropes, missing a clothesline as Flair would hit a chopblock to the knee, kicking at the back of his leg locking him in a full nelson. Misawa would easily toss Flair off of him, dropping him with a shoulder block, climbing the top rope and jumped for a dropkick but missed.
Flair took advantage of that, stomping and working to the knee and leg himself, dropping at least four Ric Flair like knees across the leg and knee, pulling Misawa to his feet and chopped him to the corner, slowly turning them to fists, placing him on the top rope though Misawa fought back, knocking Ric back. Flair would charge back, taking a boot to the face as Misawa leapt from the middle rope, hitting a sunset flip neckbreaker, rising up and followed up with a baseball slide across Flair's head, knocking him back to the floor.
Misawa got a rally of jeers as Flair would stagger up, entering the ring as Misawa would push him to the corner, punching at him until Flair had enough, literally exploding upon him, tackling him down to the mat and started to punch at him in typical Flair fashion. Flair would pull off, calling him up and would drop him with a shin breaker, quickly going for the figure four but Misawa breaks out, taking a flying shoulder tackle for his efforts. Flair would start to punch and kick at him, waiting for him to rise up, dropping Misawa with two big suplexes then would clothesline him out of the ring, doing a little dance in the middle of the ring.
Misawa shook his head some as Flair went after him, chasing him around some as Misawa rolled into the ring, bouncing off of the ropes but Flair would catch him with an inverted atomic drop and a few hard chops to the chest, dropping him down with a quick snap suplex. Misawa rose up a bit dizzy as Flair grabbed him from behind, trying for a german though Misawa held onto the ropes, breaking the lock. The ref pulled them aside as Flair literally pushed him aside, charging after Misawa though was low bridged over the ropes, landing on the apron. Flair rose up as Misawa grabbed him by the hair and aimed to ram his head into the post but Flair blocked, ramming Misawa to the turnbuckle, stunning him and quickly hit the top rope. Misawa would quickly counter with a dropkick to Flair's foot, causing him to fall awkwardly upon the mat as Misawa picked him up for the Emerald Flosion though Flair weasled out.
During the confusion Flair would grab Misawa with a roll up, hooking the tights but only for two as both men rose up, exchanging fists back and forth. Flair swung with a haymaker but missed as Misawa dropped him with a hard knee to the face, stunning him then rose him up and hit a sickening brainbuster upon the mat, rising up and started to climb the top rope.
Misawa would wait as a loopy Flair rose to his feet, turning around as Misawa jumped with a shoulder lariat from the top rope, connecting with a loud crack, covering for two. Misawa would nod a bit, realizing Flair was hell tough, rising to his feet and would signal that it was over, pulling Flair to his feet and would lock him in for the Tiger Driver though Flair powered out, suplexing him over, getting a second chance. Flair would pull himself up, ducking a clothesline from Misawa, grabbing him in a sleeper, cursing at him and would actually toss him with a bit of force to the ropes connecting with a small package for two. Both men rose though Flair grabbed him by the head, hitting him with a headbutt not once, but twice, pushing Misawa to the corner and would kick at him and slug upon him, again, pushing the ref out of the way as he would then bite him.
Flair would mount the middle rope, punching away, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 god knows how many times he was punching him as Misawa grabbed him by the trunks and literally ran from the ropes hitting a sitout powerbomb, covering for one, two, no Flair kicked out. Misawa and Flair got up with Flair yelling at him to 'give me your best shot' as Misawa then kicked him square in the jaw, knocking him to the ropes. Misawa went after him though Flair fought back with a gouge to the eyes, starting to fight back and dropped Misawa to his back, going for the figure four when Misawa kicked him off. Flair would bounce off of the ropes as Misawa quickly grabbed him for the Emerald Flowsion though Flair slid out, grabbing him from behind but again Misawa grabbed a hold of the rope to break the hold.
Flair refused to let go as the ref tried to break it up when Misawa hit Flair across the head with a back elbow, stunning him for a moment and went after him again. Flair would duck a punch, kicking him low and picked him up for a suplex as Misawa blocked it by flailing his feet and flipped over, quickly turning Flair over and up and hit Emerald Flowsion covering Ric for one, two..three.
Misawa got the win over Flair as he would raise his arm up in victory but then slid out of the ring letting Flair lay in the wake of defeat, Misawa not even showing emotion as he would head to the back meeting up with his team though after a moment he would walk down the hall a little bit where he was then staring eye to eye with....The Great Muta. They would exchange some words in Japanesse obviously as Misawa patted Muta on the back and would walk off.
"Hello everyone I"m Lord Alfred Hayes and while we still do not know what has happened to the challenger of the NWA Women's Championship tonight though I am standing with General Manager DM whom perhaps can shed some light on the situation."
"Well Lord Alfred as much as I would like to I cannot, the reports that I was given was that Molly Holly had been attacked prior to the event. Now, all of our Angel's have stated that they were all either in the locker room or in designated areas, therefore, after confirmation with local security, their stories all check out."
"So what you're saying is that Molly Holly was attacked but not by any of the Angel's?"
"What I am saying is that whomever did this to Molly Holly is going to have to answer to me and the rest of the NWA locker room. For now we have to remake a match here tonight because these fans are not going to get ripped off. So therefore, having my hands tied in this matter, I am doing the only logical thing and that is grant Vampriss, Katie Lea Burchill her rematch here tonight at Sin, and it will be, next."
[Play out]
The fans were jeering at Katie Lea as if she killed jesus or something as Lita kept pointing at her, knowing she had something to do with it though Lea kept saying she knew nothing as they stood in the middle of the ring. Both girls talking trash to each other already as Vampriss would take a step back, flipping her hair back and would spit on her. Lita took it head on and would follow up with a fierce slap that echoed across the arena. Vampriss would then pounce on her as both girls would roll around hitting each other with heavy punches as the ref got them seperated for a mere moment as Lita would tackle Vampriss through the ropes to the floor on the outside, continuing the fight. Both girls rose up with Lita kicking her low and tossing her hard into the steel stairs, ramming her head at least five times into the steel, grating her head along it then pulled her back, tossing her hard upon the announcers table, tossing monitors like it was no one's business.
Lita and Lea battled on top of the table, trying to get the over over a Lita went for a quick twist of fate though Lea pushed her off. Lita landed upon the guard rail, catching her balance barely and turned around as Lea would hit her with a flying cross body right into the crowd. The ref had to regain control of this match as both girls rose up, punching at each other through the crowd though neither of them cared as Vampriss knocked Lita loopy, climbing the guard rail though Lita would quickly use a steel chair, jumping off of it and would tackle her right through the announcers table. The fans would chant out 'holy shit' as these two were just going at each other, Lita eventually tossing Vampriss into the ring, going after her but took a hard kick to the gut as Vampriss dropped Lita with a swinging DDT, covering her quick for two.
Vampriss pulled her up by the hair litearlly, shaking her violently and tossed him to the corner, kicking to her ribs and chest until Lita grabbed her leg, kicking her at her hamstring then took her down with a mandara twist. Lita would then rush in with a whiplash snapmare, holding upon the ankle and would kick to the leg over and over again eventually slamming it down hard upon the mat then kicked Lea over the back of her head, pulling her up by the hair now, tossing her hard to the ropes and dropped her with a powerslam for two.
Lita would wait patiently, kicking Vampriss in the back, watching her stumble to the ropes then rushed at her though was lowbridged to the outside. Vampriss would wave her palm as if it was that easy, needing a moment as Lita would slide back in, trying for a bulldog though Vampriss pushed her off, each of them trying to jock for position as it was Vampriss whom got the upper hand, using her long legs to sweep Lita down, doing an old fashion leg split then kicked her hard across the face, nearly kicking her head off and would cover for two.
Vampriss rose up in a rage, pulling Lita up and would bash her head into the turnbuckle a few times then started to choke her with her foot, pulling away and would drop her with drop toe hold, locking in a double hammerlock waistlock wrapping her legs. Lita would yell out, not wanting to give up as she shook her head while Vampriss wrenched and held on, keeping her shoulders off of the mat. Lita would use her legs to pull and drag herself to the rope, hooking it with her ankle as the hold was broken and Vampriss let go, pushing her off and would lick her fangs almost one would say, swinging hard with a kick though Lita would duck, countering by sweeping Lea's other leg, forcing her to split down and take a hard dropkick to the face as Lita caught a two.
Lita was the first to her feet as she would toss Vampriss to the ropes but it was quickly countered. Vampriss would duck for a backbody drop though Lita saulted with a sunset flip as both of them would roll around, trying to pin the other with Vampriss getting on top, grabbing the rope as the ref stopped the count. She would argue though Lita countered quickly turning it over for two. Both girll rose up again, Vampriss going for another kick though Lita would duck, grabbing Lea and went for the Twist of Fate, spinning around though Lea would spin her body quickly and countered with a very quick spinning neck breaker, covering for two.
Vampriss was so damn close that time, countering the Twist of Fate as she would drag Lita up, placing her in the piledriver position though Lita would counter, getting to her feet and would raise Vampriss up for an Alabama Slam though Lea weasled out with a victory roll for two. Both girls got to their feet with Lita striking first with a standing monkey flip, tossing Lea out of the ring through the ropes. Lita would get to her feet and would bounce off of the ropes, saulting over the ropes with a plauncha, crashing into Vampriss through the barricade into the crowd once again.
"This is absolutely nuts Jess."
"I love it"
Lita was the first to her feet, pulling Lea up by the hair and would literally toss her by the hair back to ringside, charging at her as Lea would grab her and slammed her face first into the apron as Lita began to bleed from her mouth. Lea crawled over to a hurt Lita, moving the hair slowly from her face and would dig her nails right into her flesh, pulling off and climbed upon the apron, waiting. Vampriss would then strike with a running thez press though Lita held on, backing away quickly as Lea bashed her face right into the steel post as both women hit the stairs then the floor. Both girls were now bloody and worn as the ref would start to count, having no choice in the matter. Lita would roll in at seven then back out to break the counter as Vampriss rose up, blood coming down from her head as Lita went to her, getting sprayed right in the face with Vampriss's red mist. Lita rolled into the ring, holding her eyes as Vampriss caught her second wind, slowly entering the ring.
Lita held her eyes as Vampriss would smirk, blood just coming from her head slowly though she seemed to enjoy it, licking some off of her palm and would pull Lita up by the throat and dropped her with a sambo suplex. Vampriss slowly rose to her feet, having an evil look in her eye, using her fingers to draw Lita to her feet, kicking her low in the midsection and would pick her up for the Axe Guillotine Driver though Lita fought back to her feet, back body dropping her over to the mat. Lita would then hit a springboard dropkick square in the face, climbing the top rope though Lea was playing possum, grabbing her from behind by the hair and slammed her down with rage in her step.
Vampriss would cross her throat with a bit of erotic choreography, pulling Lita up to her feet slowly as Lita quickly hit the Twist of Fate but was also laid out. The big move was just enough time for Lita to pull herself back up, turning around and would try for one more Twist of Fate though Vampriss would counter it, spinning out of it and then hit Lita with a Twist of Fate, quickly covering her for one...two...NO!
Lita just barely kicked out as Vampriss was literally enraged, chasing the ref out of the ring as she would turn with violent eyes, screaming at Lita to get to her feet and would charge at her though Lita would hit a flapjack right upon the turnbuckle pad, dropping Vampriss down and would climb the top rope, leaping and would hit the LitaSault crashing down below as the ref counted one....two....NO Lea's foot JUST managed to catch the rope. Lita looked exhausted as she would find the strength to rise to her feet, pulling Vampriss up and held on tight, trying one more time though Vampriss again slipped out of the manuever, kicking low and went for a powerbomb, raising her up though Lita held onto the top rope, kicking off of Vampriss and climbed up. Vampriss acted fast, kicking to her leg and forced her to straddle the rope.
Vampriss would then move over to the top of the rope, placing Lita in the powerbomb position as she would smirk, raising her up for a super falling powerbomb though Lita quickly countered it into last minute hurricanrana and crashed down below, hooking the leg for one...two....NO! Vampriss somehow had the strength to kick out as Lita literally, looked to the ref as if to say 'are you kidding me?" Both girls rose up as Lita knew she couldn't do her Twist of Fate as Vampriss had that scouted, grabbing Vampriss and went for a Side Effect though Vampriss fought out, kicking hard to the leg of Lita and dropped her down to her knees, sizing her up and would swing hard with her foot as Lita would duck, quickly springing into action and hit a counter Twist of Fate right in the center of the ring, covering Vampriss for one...two...three!
The bell wound sound as the fans gave yet another standing ovation to that brutal match that was Lea's rematch. Lita would slowly rise to her feet being declared STILL NWA Women's Champion, raising her title up looking as if being through a war when she was struck from behind from Vampriss whom had a steel chair. The ref went to stop her but took a hard shot across his head as Lea literally screamed at her "get up bitch" she would yell, blasting Lita over the head with the chair, slowly starting to make her way out of the ring when she stopped, looking at the chair then back at Lita, having an idea as she would go back to Lita, picking her up slowly and would set the end of the chair against Lita's throat and hit a Twist of Fate, forcing the chair to crack against Lita's throat. Vampriss looked down at her dirty work as Jeff Hardy came flying down to the ring as Vampriss would slide out like a snake, Hardy too concerned about Lita to care as EMT's quickly flew down to the ring to assist Lita from was choking and bleeding from her mouth, gasping for air. Vampriss slowly walked back, licking her lips with an evil smirk in her face as Lita was wheeled out in a hurry, Jeff following behind. Jeff was in a panic telling them to move faster and wanted to go with her to the hospital but due to his match he was unable to follow suit though out of all people, Stephanie McMahon stepped up, telling Jeff not to worry about a thing and would go with Lita as Jeff would look on, now, his mind deffinately not in the game.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship."
[Play Out]
Bourne and Eddie would meet in the center of the ring, shaking each other's hands and would slowly move around the ring, locking up to the corner as there was a clean break. They would meet again in the center and locked up once again, Bourne getting behind Eddie though Eddie would counter getting behind him as they would repeat this process until Eddie managed to get his body out of the ring to break the hold.
They met in the center of the ring again as Eddie reached for another handshake, hitting Bourne with an over the shoulder takedown, wrenching on the arm until Bourne would flip around, countering it upon Eddie. Bourne held on tight as Eddie would then flip around, using the ropes to flip back and over, tossing Bourne from his shoulder as the exchange would start.
Guerrero with a dropkick, Bourne with a leg sweep, Guerrero with two big clotheslines, Bourne with standing spin kick to end the combination, charging at Eddie whom side stepped, tossing him out of the ring. Bourne held on, leaping off of the top rope with a Hyper Knee Couger strike to the jaw, stunning Eddie for a mere second and would lock in a double underhook facebuster. Boune would continue the offense hitting Eddie with a spinning headscissor DDT then dropkicked him in the back, causing him to lay over the middle rope. Bourne would then bounce off of the rope, bouncing off of Eddie's back over the rope and hit a legdrop over the back of the head, having him snapback and finished him off with a spinning wheel kick covering for two.
Bourne rose up, striking to Eddie with hard kicks to the side and legs, bouncing off of the rope and took him down with a flying cross body, rolling off and would springboard off of the rope hitting a moonsault hurricanrana, tossing Guerrero around and kicked him to the corner with a leg lariat, running at him full speed with a double knee to the face, rolling back and would dropkick him over the top to the floor. Bourne got a loud ovation as Eddie held his jaw some, slowly re entering the ring as Bourne was ready for another go at it. They would lock up again though Eddie would lock Bourne's hands in a greco roman lock, twisting and turning the wrist, taking him down with an overthe shoulder takedown and locked in an overhead hammer/chinlock, keeping Bourne down.
Bourne would flail a bit, getting to his feet though Guerrero tossed him down to the mat, bouncing off of the rope took him down with two shoulder tackles, chopping him to the chest to the corner then tossed him hard to the other, watching him bounce off and would spring board off of the rope with an insiguri over the back of the head, covering quickly for two. Eddie pulled to his feet, doing a little dance and would drop Bourne with two suplexes then a tiltawhirl back breaker, waiting for him to rise up and would grab his head, running with him and would hit a guillotine by jumping over the rope, snapping Bourne back and would hit the apron, waiting patiently and would jump off of the top rope with a missile dropkick, turning Bourne inside out and covered for two.
Eddie called out in spanish, rising up again and would work to Bourne's knee, locking in a reverse leglock, ripping at the knee a bit, eventually pulling up and slammed his knee down. Eddie would continue to do that, pulling his leg up high as Bourne would counter with his free leg, swinging hard at his head though Eddie would grab his foot, quickly trying to lock in a Lasso From El Paso, trying to turn Bourne over. Bourne would fight and struggle though Guerrero had one better, rolling back and would slingshot Bourne face first into the mat, rising up and would wait, locking him in a half nelson, going for a slam but broke his knee across the back of his neck, pulling him back up and would hit the half nelson slam covering for two once again.
Eddie didn't mind as he rose up, pulling Bourne to his feet and would kick him to the corner, placing him on the top rope and would climb up with him, moving behind him however and would yell out in Spanish once again and did an inverted sunset flip slam, crashing hard upon the mat and covered Bourne just barely kicking out at two. Eddie would nod some, seeing he had fight left, shrugging some and would watch Bourne stagger up, starting to strike and tossed him to the ropes. Eddie then went for a flapjack though Bourne countered with a flipping dropkick, landing on his feet and charged at full speed hitting Eddie with a rolling legsweep covering quickly for two.
Both men rose as Bourne came alive, ducking another clothesline and hit Eddie with a hard kick to the chops, bouncing off of the ropes and ran for his double knee lariat though Eddie held on, keeping his balance and quickly dropped Bourne face first to the mat. Eddie was up quick, grabbing Bourne from behind and went for a german suplex though Bourne flipped out, catching Eddie again with a hard kick to the jaw, knocking him into the corner and would start with a flurry of kicks. Eddie would grab the leg and spun with a dragon screw, hurting the knee of Bourne as he then did a bodysplash on the back of the knee, Bourne yelling out in pain though Eddie then placed him in the ever dreaded Mexican Surfboard stretch, raising him up as Bourne would yell out in pain.
The ref would ask over and over again as Bourne would shake his head no over and over again, stuck in the hold for at least three or four minutes until Eddie let go, not having the strength but was still in control, grabbing Bourne's knee and hit a spinning knee breaker, jerking at the leg as he would try for a leg lock though Bourne kicked him off, staggering to his feet. Eddie would quickly drop him with a spinning wheel kick, rising up fast and would grab Bourne, hitting one suplex then spun, rising up and would hit him again with a second, spinning his body and rose for the third lifting him up though Bourne would start to flail and countered it into a DDT, crashing hard as both men would lay.
Bourne would start to move first, holding his knee a little bit as Eddie was right behind him, both of them starting to strike each other though Eddie won with a kick to the knee, bouncing off of the rope and did a sunset flip though Bourne countered out of it, swinging hard with his foot and kicked Eddie down, moving to the rope though was unable to climb due to his knee thus giving Eddie a chance to catch him on the top rope hitting a super reverse suplex flat in the middle of the ring. Eddie was the first man up, needing put Bourne away as he moved around, watching him rise up and would grab him in the Gourry Special, locking in the submission lock. Bourne would shake his head no, getting to the ropes and was able to kick off and flip over Guerrero sending him face first to the mat. Bourne rose to his feet, rubbing at his knee would keep Eddie down with kicking combinations, eventually dropping him with a double knee lariat, holding his knee afterwards.
Bourne then went for the Asai DDT though Eddie weasled out at the last minute, forcing Bourne to land on his feet and be pushed to the corne where Eddie would kick and stomp at the knee, placing him on the top rope. Guerrero would then climb up, looking for a super double underhook suplex though Bourne fought the best he could. Eddie would regain control and would hit a super double underhook suplex though at the last minute Bourne flipped his body on top of Eddie, crashing down and would use the momentum to quickly climb the rope, leaping for faith and crashed down with the Shooting Star Press for one...two...three! Bourne could barely stand due to his hurt leg but he would raise the title the best he could, rolling out of the ring and would start to limp to the back, needing to ice down his knee.
Once the ring was cleared it was time for the next match as the bell would sound off to begin.
"Ladies and gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA United States Championship."
[Play Out]
Punk and Sabin would stand in the middle of the ring, Punk offering a friendly hand shake as Sabin would shake it with a nod as they would slowly move around the ring, Punk trying to score early offense with some kicks though Sabin was too quick and alert for those tricks. Sabin would then lock up with Punk, neither one of them backing down as Sabin would catch him off guard with an armdrag though was easily taken down as Punk rose up and caught him with a standing dropkick to the jaw. Both men would exchange locks, countering each other until Sabin backed Punk to the corner, ramming his knee into his stomach and pulled away, running quick and did a step over dropsault, landing on his feet and dropped Punk with a snapmare, locking in a headlock.
Punk would get to his feet after a moment, breaking free with his elbow to the ribs. Punk would bounce off of the rope, Sabin leapfrogging over and caught Punk in the jaw with a backkick to the jaw, knocking him for a moment to the ropes and rushed in, hitting a climb up DDT upon the mat, quickly climbing the top rope and saulted with a cross body block.
Sabin rolled off, having the momentum and dropkicked Punk's knee, dropping him down and caught him from behind with a throwback, quickly hitting the rope and did a springboard legdrop, covering for two. Sabin rose up, smirking as he would get Punk from behind, trying for a german as Punk quickly ran forward and ducked under the turnbuckle, bashing Sabin's face into it. Punk moved quickly and dropped Sabin with a double underhook back breaker, following up with some heavy kicks to the chest and stomach. Sabin was a bit rocked, leaning against the ropes as Punk tossed him hard, swinging with a kick though Sabin slid under him, catching him with a sleeper, only to sunset flip over and nail a face buster. Punk held his face in pain a little it, Sabin bouncing off of the rope and hit him hard with two knees across the face, stunning him for a moment and charged in.
Punk would duck, tossing him over the rope though Sabin held on, watching Punk turn and strike. Sabin slid under Punk's legs, re entering the ring and hit Punk with a victory roll but instead tossed him over the top rope to the floor as Sabin slid back in. "Hail Sabin" he would chant out, watching Punk stagger to his feet as Sabin flew over the rope with a Leap of Faith, crashing down below. Sabin was in complete control, climbing up the apron and would wait a moment, doing a quick pose and would run for a hurricanrana though Punk held on, pulling him up and did an alley oop having Sabin land face first upon the steel stairs below. Punk would roll into the ring, just breaking the count at seven then rolled back out, tossing Sabin back into the ring and would wait, dropping him down with a sambo suplex then a samoan drop, hitting him from all angles, catching him in a front face lock and used his knees to strike across his face and head.
After about a minute of striking, Punk would let go, pushing Sabin to the ropes and dropped him with a Death Valley Driver, covering him only for two. Punk was the first to his feet, taking Sabin down with a flurry of suplexes, speaking out that 'flipping wasn't helping him now' as he pushed him to the corner, kicking along his chest and head, pulling him out and swung with a clothesline though Sabin would duck and counter with a crucifix pin for two. Punk was a bit shocked at that one taking a hard haymaker to the face then a kick as well as Sabin mounted the second rope, punching him with ten punches and did a monkey flip. Punk landed hard, rising up as Sabin took him down with a shoulder tackle, bouncing off of the rope and hit a sunset flip senton splash, knocking Punk down as he would springboard again off of the rope with a bodysplash, covering for two.
Sabin was fighting back, locking Punk in a headlock and ran to the corner for Sliced Bread though Punk tossed him off. Sabin would land on his feet, ducking a roundhouse kick from Punk and dropped him with a legsweep in the front, dropping Punk to his face. Sabin moved fast, dropping a few elbows across the back of Punk's head, climbing the top rope and would wait, leaping for a tornado DDT though Punk pushed him off. Sabin caught his balance, charging in however Punk was crafty, catching him and quickly hit a Senton Samoan Driver, hooking the legs for two.
Punk was back in the game, needing a moment of course as Sabin was right behind him trying to beat him to the punch. Punk went for the early kill, pulling Sabin to his shoulders for the GTS though he fought out, bouncing off of the ropes and went for a spinning headscissor though Punk was barely able to hold his footing and dropped Sabin with a side slam then quickly tried for the Anaconda Vice.
Sabin slid out just in time, getting to his feet and would duck just in time, catching Punk's leg and did an awkward capture flapjack, getting Punk caught in the ropes. Punk would straddle the rope some, trying to get free as Sabin took advange of this, kicking at the other leg until Punk fell flat. Sabin moved to the top rope and leapt with a double knee across the back of Punk's head, seeming to crush him as Punk yelled in pain being covered for two.
Sabin would smirk, mocking CM Punk a little bit and would pick him up for the GTS though Punk violently fought out, pushing Sabin to the ropes and connected with a hard kick across the head. Punk seemed upset that Sabin would even dare attempt that move on him as he pulled him up by the hair though Sabin snapped back with a hard uppercut to the jaw, bouncing off of the rope and went for another spinning headscissor though Punk was able to counter it into a release german suplex, nearly snapping him in half. Punk rose up, calling him on, checking his wrist to see that it was time to Go To Sleep, pulling Sabin up upon his shoulders going for the GTS though Sabin quickly countered it into a small package for one...two..thrNO!
Punk just barely kicked out in shock as Sabin struck first, kicking at him and picked him up for the Cradle Shock though Punk used his knee to fight out, knocking Sabin down. Punk would move to the top rope, stumbling a bit though Sabin moved like lightning, jumping up with him from behind and would hit Sliced Bread from the middle rope, crashing down below as Sabin would cover for one...two...Thre No no no! Sabin held his head, he couldn't believe Punk kicked out of that manuever, rising to his feet and would watch Punk stagger up.
Sabin then grabbed him and leapt high for a DDT but crashed down hard upon his back and Punk held on to the rope for leverage. Sabin was a bit loopy as he was pulled to his feet and placed upon Punk's shoulders who aimed for the GTS though against Sabin countered using his elbow and knee to bash over Punk's head forcing him to let go. Sabin had him as he grabbed him up for the Cradle Shock though Punk slid out, pushing Sabin to the ropes but got an ensiguri for his efforts, laid out as Sabin rolled him over to his back and climbed the top rope.
Sabin would smirk for a moment, leaping for a legdrop but crashed upon the mat hard. Sabin rose up holding his lower back as Punk would quickly grab him and locked in the Anaconda Vice. Sabin would flail with his feet, trying to fight out of it though Punk would hold on tightly keeping it locked in. Sabin would kick and twist his body some, actually able to roll some and nearly break the hold but Punk held on, trying to avoid the rope at all costs as Sabin's body started to slow down a bit. Punk would wrench on him a little bit more, pulling back as Sabin was forced, his hand slapping against Punk's own as the ref would ring the bell.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the winner of this match by Submission and still NWA United State's Champion...C.M. Punk."
Punk looked a bit angry as he would leave the ring, rubbing his jaw a little bit since it stung, looking over towards the ring and rose his title up for everyone to see and know he was still a reigning champion, heading to the back.
The bell would sound for the next match.
"Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest scheduled for one fall is the semi main event and will be for the NWA Tag Team Championships."
[Play Out]
DiBiase would start things off with Bambam, smirking at him as he went nose to nose though Rhodes would also get in his face with Vader backing up Bambam. It was a stare off as Priceless struck first but Bambam and Vader fought back being the bigger of the two, knocking them both into a corner. Bambam and Vader tossed both of them, watching them crash into each other as they were taken down with backclotheslines, tossing them back into the corner though stacked them this time as Bambam would splash upon them then Vader, then Bambam, then Vader again. Rhodes pulled out first and was litearlly tossed out of the ring as DiBiase was caught victim to a double flapjack and a double body splash as Vader, picked him up, hitting him with a belly to belly suplex and Bambam with his flying headbutt, covering for two as Rhodes just barely broke it up in time.
The ref would regain control with Bambam pulling Ted to his feet, slamming him down a few times, dropping the big head across his shoulders and back, watching him squirm away from but grabbed his ankle, pulling him back and slugged him over the mouth. DiBiase fell back to the corner, getting rammed in the stomach then across the head as Bambam set him on the middle rope then jerked him down violently by the feet, hearing him smack the mat.
A smirk came across his face as Ted pulled himself up, placed in a gorilla press then dropped him down hard face first, following up with a release german suplex as DiBiase rolled to the outside for a breather. That didn't last long as Vader went after him, tackling him down and would toss him into the ring where Bambam waited, grabbing him by the throat and would slam him down with force, coming off of the rope and hit another body splash, covering DiBiase for two.
Bambam pulled him up with a hard slap to the face, tossing him hard to the rope and dropped him down with a heavy powerslam, giving Cody a death glare as he covered DiBiase again only for two. Rhodes yelled for his partner to fight back as Bambam pulled him up, hitting him with a dropkick then looked over, slowly walking over and tagged Vader him as the crowd went nuts. Vader watched DiBiase rise up, giving him a war cry almost and started in on him, taking him down with some body splashes, a few bodyslams and some heavy elbows, literally keeping him down for the count as he pulled him up, hitting him with a pumphandle slam, rising up as he would then move over and actually pulled Rhodes into the ring, picking him up and would drop him down hard upon DiBiase. The ref would push Rhodes back to the corner while Bambam and Vader would double team DiBiase, actually hitting him with a double powerbomb as Vader went for the cover as the ref ran over, covering for two as Rhodes broke it up and quickly moved back to the corner.
Vader didn't care, pulling DiBiase up by the hair and would toss him hard to the corner, punching over his head and stomach, putting the hurt on him and placed him on the top rope, literally tossing him and finished him with a hard clothesline, DiBiase falling back to the outside, at least, on his end. Rhodes went down to help him up, trying to rally him back in the game as Vader picked Bambam up and would toss him out of the ring, watching him crash down hard upon them.
DiBiase was very sluggish as he was tossed into the ring being fed to Vader whom picked him up and slammed him with a scrap buster, slowly dragging him to the corner and would slowly climb up, trying for a Vaderbomb though DiBiase would roll out of the way, Vader having to climb down. DiBiase dragged himself to his feet as Vader grabbed him from behind, attempting a slam though DiBiase held onto the rope for dear life, the ref having to break it up. Bambam took the chance and would slug DiBiase over the head with a fist, knocking him away from the rope as Vader caught him, dropping him with a suplex, running for a bodysplash though Rhodes pulled the rope down as Vader was low bridged to the floor.
This gave DiBiase a chance to recover as Vader would re enter the ring, going after DiBiase whom would punch at him low, hitting him with a hard headbutt then moved, tagging in Rhodes as both of them would start to punch and slug away at Vader. They grabbed him by the wrists, tossing him to the ropes but were double clotheslined for their efforts. Vader was back in control. He would toss Rhodes hard to the ropes, dropping him with a back body drop then tagged Bambam in.
Rhodes was pulled to his feet, staggering as Bambam would toss him hard to the ropes, picking him up and literally tossed him in the air though Rhodes countered with a dropkick. Cody caught his footing, attacking Bambam the best he could, dropping him with an armdrag and locked it in, holding him down. Bambam rose to his feet, breaking free with ease and tossed Rhodes to the corner, charging in but took a hard boot to the face. Rhodes climbed the top rope and hit a leaping swinging neck breaker.
Rhodes would stomp on him a little bit, dropping a few knees across the back of his neck, smirking a bit as he would lock in a headlock to keep him worn down. Bambam again rose to his feet though Rhodes pushed him to the corner, working upon him a little bit, tagging DiBiase back in as both of them set him on the top rope, hitting a double superplex. DiBiase would then covering him for two, tagging Rhodes back in as he would drop him with a shoulder tackle, locking in a figure four leg lock and would lay back.
Bambam would try to fight out but Rhodes had it locked in real good. Rhodes would reach back, grabbing the ropes a few times for leverage as he eventually let go when the ref caught him, rising up and would chopblock the knee of Bambam, taking him down then hit a short standing DDT. Rhodes would slowly climb the top rope, waiting for him and would hit him with a missle dropkick, rising up with a grin as he locked Bambam in a sleeper hold trying to wear him down. Bambam would rush back to the corner though Rhodes broke free just in time, watching the big man drop as he climbed the top rope again, leaping with a moonsault....and crashed down upon the mat as Bambam rolled over.
Both men were down as Bambam rolled over and tagged Vader in as Rhodes staggered to his feet, turning around and hit Vader with his hardest punch. Vader would smile at him, causing Rhodes to bounce off of the ropes and get dropped with a body splash then a heavy legdrop. Vader would pull him to his feet, dropping him with a sambo suplex then added further insult to injury, tossing him headfirst into DiBiase to knock him off the apron, landing a german suplex for two.
Vader was in complete control, picking up Rhodes with a gorilla press and dropped him with a pump hand slam, flatening him like a pancake, pulling Bambam in and placed him in a gorilla press position, dropping him on Rhodes. Bambam would roll off as Rhodes was gasping for air, placed in a powerbomb position as the ref was pushing Bambam out of the ring, DiBiase would hit Vader with a clothesline, making him a bit loopy as Priceless would strike, dropping Vader with a double DDT. Rhodes would take that chance and tagged DiBiase in as he was ready, locking in the Million Dollar Dream, though that lasted about as long as a mere second as Vader powered out, tossing him hard to the corner and hit two big Avalanch splashes upon him, dropping DiBiase down. Vader would climb the rope again though Rhodes would run over and started to strike at him when Bambam then ran alongside, taking Rhodes to the floor.
DiBiase had just enough time to rise up, catching Vader by the legs and would drop him with a falling powerbomb, covering while using the ropes...for two. DiBiase grunted a bit, rising to his feet and would pull Vader up, attempting a body slam but he was pushed back to the corner as Vader charged in. DiBiase moved out of the way and quickly locked in the Million Dollar Dream, trying for Dreamstreet though Vader would block, tossing DiBiase over his shoulder and splashed him three times in the corner, watching him drop to the mat. Vader moved quick, climbing the middle rope and would hit the Vaderbomb, covering for one...two...NO Rhodes Just barely broke the count up. Vader rose up and would pick Rhodes up and tossed him across the ring with ease as DiBiase pulled himself up from the corner as Bambam went after Rhodes. Vader ran for another big splash though DiBiase moved out of the way, Vader hitting the corner and hitting the exposed turnbuckle, stunning him for a moment as DiBiase and Rhodes would quickly hit Lock,Stock and Barrell, they're over/under clothesline combination as DiBiase would cover Vader for one...two...three.
Priceless walked out with their lives and their titles still in hand, holding onto them tightly as they would limp towards the back a little bit, smirking somewhat though that they got the best of their opponents, hearing the rally of jeers as Vader and Bambam were pushed out of the ring while the Prison Cell slowly started to decend down the ring.
As everyone was still buzzing after the previous match, the arena would start to darken as the prison cage would start to lower. As it reached the ring, the referees were there to line the cage up to the ring, and to hang the four weapons on each of the corners. As the referees began to hang the weapons up, Justin Roberts would begin to announce: "Ladies and Gentlemen... this is the main event of NWA Sin, and it is a "Sinner's Pit Match", for the NWA World Heavyweight Championship!! The rules are as follows: It will be contested in a fatal-four way style type match, and there will be one weapon hung from each of the corners. The door will be chained and padlocked shut, making escape impossible. The only ways to win this match are by pinfall or submission. The first man to score the decision will win the match, and the NWA World Heavyweight Championship!" (play out)
The bell rang as Jeff Hardy ran Kane full speed ahead and was booted down to the ground, setting the tone for the match as Sting and Muta would lock up on the other side. Sting would back Muta into the corner and continually reverse knife-edge chop him, until Muta would reverse Sting into the corner and retaliate. On the other side, Kane would pick Jeff Hardy up by the throat and launch him into the corner, and would swing hard, as Jeff would duck and mount Kane and punch at his head, but Kane launched Jeff off. Jeff would run back at him and dropkick Kane in the face, slowing the big man down a little bit. Muta would headlock Sting and drag him down into the mat, locking in a headlock tight. Kane came out of the corner as Jeff would continue to punch and kick away at him as Kane pushed Jeff back, Jeff tripped over Sting and Muta, breaking the headlock. Jeff would get back to his feet and deliver a dropkick to the knee, stopping Kane in his tracks, as Sting would push Kane back to the corner, shoulder blocking him in the stomach. Muta would charge in with a clothesline, as Sting would get on all fours and Jeff Hardy would run full speed ahead, leaping off of Sting's back, hitting Poetry in Motion on Kane, knocking the big man down!
Jeff would get back up, running into Muta, who locked him in a full nelson and would german suplex him backward, holding him for a 1...2... Jeff would raise his shoulder off the mat, trying to break free, but Muta wouldn't let go. Jeff would walk towards the corner and kicked off backwards, flipping over Muta and locked in a sleeper hold on Muta, as Sting would break it up, not wanting Muta to submit. Sting would toss Jeff to the ropes and would scoop slam him down hard on the mat. Muta would then intercept Sting with a straight right hand to the face, rocking Sting back, as he would irish whip him into the ropes. Muta would go for a clothesline, but Sting ducked underneath and would go for a cross body block, pinning Muta down, but Muta would roll through, surprising Sting for a quick two.
Kane would rise up from the corner and go straight for Jeff Hardy again, grabbing him by the head and blasted him into the turnbuckle. Kane would then start to choke on Jeff as Sting would come from behind and hit Kane from behind, making Kane release the choke, as Jeff crumbled in the corner. Sting would hit at Kane repeatedly in the face, as Kane continued to walk forward, as he was hit from behind by Jeff Hardy with the first unhooked weapon of the match, a Singapore Cane. Kane would take a cane shot to the stomach, and Muta would run in and hit a swinging neckbreaker on Kane, taking him down again. Muta would lock up with Sting again as Jeff Hardy would help Sting take down Muta. Muta was double teamed, as he was hit with a double suplex, and right afterward, Sting would hit a legdrop on Muta as Jeff Hardy would somersault on Muta's body at the same time. As Sting and Jeff surveyed the damage, Sting would lock in the Scorpion Death Drop! Jeff Hardy would fight frantically, and was able to fight out of it, to a standoff, to which the crowd cheered. Sting and Jeff Hardy would stare at each other as Muta would rise back to his feet, and double clothesline Sting and Jeff down, getting a second wind.
Muta would turn around into a chokehold by Kane, but quickly spat the green mist into his eyes, blinding Kane temporarily. Muta would turn around and reach up and grab the steel chair the second weapon to be unlatched, and blasted Kane in the head with the chair, knocking him down. Jeff Hardy would then rise up from behind and lock in a school boy for a quick two count, and Muta would rise up and blast Jeff in the head with a roundhouse kick, knocking Jeff clean out. Muta would go for the pin but Sting broke it up at two, as Kane would rise up, but Sting and Muta would double-team Kane, trying to keep the big monster down. Sting would then lock in a headlock to Muta and bulldogged him, but he bulldogged Muta face first down, but bulldogged him over Kane's prone body, doing damage to both Kane and Muta. Sting would get the cover on Kane, but Kane powered out at one and sat up... staring at Sting.
Kane would chop Sting in the throat, and irish whip him into the rope, back body dropping him nearly as high as the cage, and Sting would crash down onto the mat. Jeff Hardy would leap at Kane, but Kane caught him in mid air and scoop slammed him hard down into the mat. Kane would then reach up and grab the third weapon to be unlatched, but Jeff would get back up and low blow Kane, his hand still on the weapon, but Kane was slowed down for a minute. Sting would attack Jeff one more time, as Jeff would kick him back, Sting caught his leg. Sting would get hit with a mule kick, but as Jeff turned around, he was blasted in the face by Kane with... a wrench, the third weapon to be unlatched. Jeff Hardy would hold his face in agony, as blood spurted from his forehead, his face becoming a crimson mask. Jeff was picked up by the hair by Kane and was thrown into the turnbuckle, but Jeff had the wherewithall to attempt a Whisper in the Wind! But Kane caught Jeff in midair and powerbombed him into the mat, the crowd cringing in agony, and collectively groaning out in pain for Jeff. Kane covered Jeff... 1... 2... Sting would break the count up as the referee's hand was coming down for three! Sting and Muta would attempt to double team Kane, but Kane overpowered the both of them, knocking both of them down to the ground. Kane would then pick the both of them up by their throats, and Sting and Muta both kicked Kane in the midsection, breaking up the double chokeslam attempt. Sting and Muta would continue to double team Kane, as Muta hit a drop toe-hold onto the steel chair, and Sting would legdrop him in the back of the head. Sting and Muta would then go at it again as Sting went for a quick Scorpion Death Drop attempt, but Muta flipped backwards, locking Sting in a Dragon Sleeper. Sting was in in for several seconds, and his arm dropped down, heavy. The referee checked it, as it dropped once... twice... three-NO!!! Sting's arm dropped, but rose back up at the very last second, keeping him alive. Sting would then drop down to his back, hitting a variation of a Diamond Cutter, breaking the Dragon Sleeper.
All four men were down on the mat, as Muta rolled over, his lip being busted open by the Diamond Cutter, as he would spit up blood from his mouth. Jeff Hardy would pull himself up and fall over Sting, still reeling from the Dragon Sleeper. 1...2... Sting kicked out at two, keeping the match alive. The referee would ask Jeff if he wanted to continue, and Jeff told the referee yes, so the match would continue. Jeff would attempt to pull himself up to his knees, as Kane would sit up again... turning his head slowly towards Jeff. Jeff took note of this and leapt to his feet, dropkicking Kane in the face. He would cover Kane for a one, and Kane would sit up again. Jeff would then go for another dropkick and nail Kane again, and went for the cover again. However this time, Kane's hand shot up and grabbed Jeff by the throat, and would chokeslam Jeff HARD into the mat, the impact shaking the cage. Kane would stand up on his feet, and Sting would charge at him, but Kane would sidestep Sting, blasting his face into the prison bars, busting Sting open in the process. Muta would rise up and stare at Kane, as Kane whipped his head back, his hair whipping over his back and Muta and Kane would stare at each other, perhaps Muta being the lone soldier to take Kane down... the fans would explode, flash photos everywhere as Muta and Kane would get ready to take each other down one-on-one. Kane would cross his throat with his thumb as Muta spit red mist into the air, like two titans emitting their respective war cries, as Sting would lock in a Scorpion Death Drop on an unsuspecting Muta. Sting would then turn his attention to Kane, being the biggest threat to Sting at the moment, as Kane would charge, and Sting would sidestep him, hitting a Stinger Splash on Kane. Jeff Hardy was on the other side, pulling himself up and was hit with a Stinger Splash! Muta would pull himself up to his feet, as Sting would go for a Stinger Splash on Muta, but Muta would sidestep it, and pick Sting up and put him on the top turnbuckle. Muta would then ascend the turnbuckle and spit a little red mist into the air, popping the crowd, and leapt with a super huricanranna on Sting, slamming him down into the mat! Muta went for the cover... 1... 2... NO! Sting would barely kick out at two, Muta showing signs of frustration.
Muta would rise to his feet as Jeff would swing hard at Muta with the chair, but Muta ducked it, and superkicked the chair into Jeff's face, knocking him down once more, blood staining the chair, and Jeff would fall down, nearly lifeless. Kane would rise up in the corner again, trying to get his bearings back, as Muta would charge at him, cartwheeling, then backflipping with a backspring elbow into Kane, sitting him down in the corner. Muta would pick Jeff up by the hair and lightly slap him, trying to wake him up, and both Jeff and Muta looked at Kane, then looked back at each other, as Muta very slowly nodded at Jeff. Muta stood back as Jeff charged forward, grabbed the top rope, leapt off the bottom rope, and hit a dropkick into his face, as Jeff was able to roll back onto his feet, and Muta would spit the red mist into Jeff's face, burning him!! Jeff Hardy would go down to a knee, and Muta would back up... leaping for the Shining Wizard! And hit it! Muta would go for the pin... one.... two.... Sting would break it up with the final unlatched weapon, his baseball bat! Muta would rise up in pain, as Sting would hit another Scorpion Death Drop on Muta, both of them being knocked out. All four men were down in the ring as the crowd was rumbling... the referee standing in shock of the carnage. Sting was busted open, Muta's mouth was bleeding, and Jeff Hardy's face was soaked in blood, dripping like a leaky faucet... as Kane would sit up again, being the only man to reach his feet. Kane would bend down and pick up the wrench, cocking his head a little bit, as if it were telling him something, as he would look at whoever was the first man to his feet... being Sting...
Sting would turn around as Kane swung hard, but Sting ducked, and ran off the ropes. Sting clotheslined Kane, but Kane only backed up a bit. Sting would attempt it again, but Kane sidestepped him and launched him face first into the prison cell, the cell not moving an inch as Sting's body bounced back. Muta was next to rise to his feet slowly, as Kane would wind up the wrench, getting ready to knock Muta's head off his shoulders. Muta would turn around and spit his deadliest mist, the Black Mist into Kane's face, burning his eyes and vision, as he dropped the wrench, clutching at his face. Muta would grab a hold of one of Kane's legs, and took him down, and locked a Figure-4 Leglock on Kane, in the center of the ring. At the same time, Sting locked in a triangle choke on Kane, as they tried to take him down again. Kane's hand hit the mat, lifeless, as the referee went to ring the bell... but stopped, not knowing who to award the fall to! The referee was conflicted, as Jeff Hardy came into the equation, and blasted Kane across the stomach several times with the steel chair, the crowd popping with each chairshot. Jeff then went wild, blasting Muta and Sting with the chair, as he fell down getting a surge of adrenaline as he covered the last man he hit, being Sting. 1... 2... no! Sting's shoulder shot off the mat.
Jeff Hardy would stand up, pulling himself up in the corner as Kane would sit up AGAIN... taking all this abuse, and never stopping... Kane slowly rose to his feet and stalked Jeff, as Jeff realized he had nowhere to go... but up! He leapt to the top of the turnbuckle and kicked Kane in the face, rocking him back Jeff would leap off but Kane caught him and went for a chokeslam. He lifted Jeff up... but Muta and Sting were right there, fighting off Kane, as he dropped Jeff down, lifeless. Muta and Sting would irish whip Kane into the ropes, and Kane would double clothesline the both of them down to the ground. Kane would cross his throat, signalling the end. Muta would rise up, as Kane grabbed him by the throat, and Sting would hit him in the back with the ball bat, causing Kane to drop Muta. Sting would swing for the fences, but Kane ducked, and Sting nailed Muta across the face, knocking him out cold. Sting looked down in shock, and turned around into a chokehold from Kane. Kane crossed his throat with his other hand, and rose Sting up high... but Sting jumped up with him and turned in mid-air, countering the chokeslam into the Scorpion Death Drop!!! The crowd exploded as Kane and Sting crashed down hard in the center of the ring, and Sting would slowly rise up on his knees, Jeff Hardy came from nowhere and blasted Sting in the face with the steel chair. Jeff Hardy then looked to the top rope, everyone knowing what he was thinking, but he stopped short... and looked at the chair one more time. Jeff would then bend down and place the chair on Kane's face, wanting to prove to everyone that he wasn't a fluke, and the crowd would explode. Jeff Hardy would place the chair on Kane's face, and climbed to the top rope. He pulled his shirt off and screamed, the passion and intensity visible through his bloody face, as he leapt off the top rope, going for a Swanton Bomb.... and hit it!!! Into the chair, into Kane's face!!! Jeff Hardy rolled around in agony, as he rolled on top of Kane! 1.... 2.... 3!!!!!!
"Ladies and Gentlemen... the winner of this match, and STILL NWA World Heavyweight Champion.... Jeff Hardy!!!!!!"