Post by DM on Jun 6, 2010 21:55:40 GMT
NWA New Blood Rising
Venue - Phoenix Arizona
Theme - Show Me What You Got - Powerman 5000
Tagline - Their Time Is Now
We are pulled in as usual after the video package with fans screaming and ready for the event to start, you could barely even hear the announcers talking to pull us into the event.
"Good evening everyone and welcome to New Blood Rising, History will be made tonight for sure as we have six jam packed matches all in store for you, on my left my partner in crime, Jesse Ventura."
"Tonight spells disaster and oppotunity for others as our Angel's will fight to become the next Women's Champion and our three top tier champions are going in a triple threat match for their lives, I can't wait."
"Well lets head down to ringside to our Maestro Justin Roberts."
"Ladies and Gentlemen this opening contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship. The rules are simple as all of the NWA Angel's will enter the ring, decisions are made by pinfall or submission. The last woman standing at the end of the match will be declared the New NWA Women's Champion."
[Play out]
The girls would pile into the ring, Molly Holly being a surprise entrant having a small patch on her head as the bell sounded and the girls would start to scramble. Vampriss met with Victoria, Natalya with Melina, Jazz with Luna and Molly would pick her spots carefully, more so watching the rest of them beat the crap out of each other. Jazz would toss Luna over the ropes, turning around and would duck a punch from Molly, picking her up and slammed her down with authority, pulling her up by the hair but Molly fought back, pushing her to the corner and started a ten count punch, only to be pushed off and clotheslined for her efforts. Jazz pulled her up and placed her in a gorilla press, tossing her over the ropes as she crashed upon Luna on the outside, smirking down to them. Jazz would then turn her attention to Vampriss and Victoria, grabbing them by the hair though they fought back, now working together and started to strike at her.
They would toss her to the ropes though Jazz would take them both down with a flying shoulder block, kicking them out of the ring as Melina was then tossed to her and slammed down hard with a one handed spinebuster and tossed to the floor as Nattie and Jazz would lock eyes.
Both of them stood in the center of the ring, Jazz pushing her then Nattie slapping her, calling her on as they would lock up. Jazz no Nattie, no Jazz, no Nattie they were testing each other as Jazz pushed her to the ropes then tossed her as both of them hit shoulder blocks, neither of them moving. Nattie would lock up, tossing her now and they would collide again, neither of them breaking. Jazz would shrug it off and struck, punching and kicking her to the ropes though Nattie fought out with an inverted atomic drop, picking her up and slammed her down, following up by clotheslining her out of the ring.
Nattie was ring dominate, shaking the rope some and backed up some as Molly Holly hit a school girl for two. Both girls rose up as Molly was the aggressor, taking her down with headlock takedowns and armdrags until Nattie got to a vertical base, tossing her to the ropes and would drop her with a back body drop, a suplex then a big time powerslam but was then speared by Jazz whom would cover for two. Jazz rose up, growling some but was hit with a dropkick from Melina whom flew from the ropes, knocking her back to the corner as she would charge in, ramming her shoulders into her stomach. Jazz would counter by grabbing her and pulled her up, hitting a running powerbomb square in the middle of the ring, covering for two, rising up and was kicked across the back of the head by the Luna Ecplise as Luna was back in the ring, now picking her targets as Vampriss and Victoria fought on the outside.
Luna would lock Molly in a leg lock until she broke out using the rope, Luna dragged her to the center of the ring, climbing the top rope for the Lunasault though Vampriss quickly scaled the apron and the rope, catching her off guard and hit a sunset flip powerbomb, covering Luna for three. Luna was eliminated as Vampriss smirked, rising up though Victoria was hot on her heels, tackling her down and started to flail at her, pulling her up by the hair and slammed her head into the turnbuckle, placing her on top. Victoria would then climb up, placing her upon her shoulders until she was caught herself by Jazz whom would lift them up upon her own shoulders. Jazz was ready to drop down when Nattie would get under her and would place her upon her shoulders, Vampriss of course on top trying to fight her way off as Nattie balanced herself on the bottom rope. The fans stood up as Nattie woudl smirk and fell back, taking Jazz, Victoria and lastly Vampriss down with ther as they crashed hard, Vampriss screaming in pain the loudest.
"Holy shit, holy shit" the fans yelled out as Nattie rose up, smirking at herself but wasn't aware that Holly jumped from the top rope hitting the Molly-Go-Round but rolled off, unable to hold her down as Melina then struck with a hard kick to her jaw, knocking her out of the ring. Melina would spin around, waiting patiently and swung with a kick, connecting over the head of Jazz, knocking her loopy as she would grab Victoria by the hair, ramming her head first into Jazz's middle then slammed her with a backsuplex then dropkicked Vampriss out of the ring. Melina would scream, having her sights set on Jazz as she would lock her for a bulldog, taking her down and Nattie on the way, covering Jazz for two.
Melina rose up, calling one of them up though Molly slid in behind her, placing her in a full nelson then slammed her down, quickly climbing the top rope and would leap for another Molly-Go-Round but landed face first upon the mat. Melina would swing some then struck with her foot though Molly would duck, Victoria taking the brunt of the kick as Molly caught Melina in a german suplex for three.
Melina screamed at the ref but slid out of the ring as Molly would rub her nose, it was broken for sure as she would bleed though Vampriss would pick at the bones, hitting her with a reverse DDT, covering her but for two. Vampriss would then scratch at her face some, rising up and would dodge Jazz's attempted spear, tossing her to the corner as she would hit along her back, placing her upon the top rope, hitting a neckbreaker from the middle rope, down upon the mat.
Vampriss rose up with a smirk, sweeping Nattie down upon her back and would stomp on her head, turning around and would ram a boot over Victoria's head, knocking her to the floor as she rose her hand up as the victor of the match. She would take her time, watching Molly rise to her feet and would strike her first though Molly came alive, fighting her back and would tackle her to the corner, literally slugging her over the face with some wild haymakers, tossing her hard from the corner to the ropes and connected with bodysplash covering for two. Molly rose up, checking her nose again and would hit Vampriss with a pile driver, turning her attention to Jazz as she would lock up but was slammed hard upon the mat, picked up by the hair and literally long darted out of the ring to the floor. Jazz was back in the game until she met the gaze of Victoria whom dared her strike first, in which she did.
Jazz tried the power game though Victoria was too smart for that, tripping her up with a drop toe hold and a strong hit toss, bouncing off of the ropes and kicked her to the corner with a dropkick, finishing her off with a superplex but then rose up, twitching some and would head back to the top rope, leaping for a moonsault though Nattie was able to catch her and quickly turned it into a rolling powerslam, going for the cover when Vampriss grabbed her by the hair, tossing her through the ropes and went for the cover herself, only getting a two.
Vampriss rose up as Molly leap from the rope, dropping her with a leap frop DDT, crashing down hard upon the mat. Holly rose to her feet, taking a hard spear from Jazz whom covered her for three. Jazz rose up, getting in position as she would grab Nattie whom pulled herself back into the ring, slamming her down with a dominator and backed away then ran like wild fire, hitting her with the spear but Nattie held on, countering with a front face lock and wrapped the legs.
Jazz would struggle though Nattie held on tightly as Jazz was forced to tap out, Jazz was eliminated. Nattie rose to her feet, only down to three now as she locked eyes with Victoria. They would exchange words but then turned their heads, looking over to Vampriss and had an idea. Nattie went after her first but Victoria quickly turned her around, going for the Widow's Peak but Nattie blocked it, sliding out. Nattie went for a clothesline but Victoria would duck however Vampriss went for the Axe Guillotine Driver but Nattie fought out again, bouncing off of the rope and went for another clothesline to which Vampriss ducked. Nattie would miss Victoria, keeping up the momentum but was countered by both girls with a double capture slam. Vampriss and Victoria then charged at her though Nattie would then counter with a double back bodydrop, keeping the momentum on her side, picking up Victoria and would drop her with a spine buster then grabbed the legs, locking her in the Sharpshooter when Vampriss kicked her hard in the jaw, knocking her out.
Vampriss was quick, covering her for one, two, no Nattie broke free as Vampriss screamed out, pulling her to her feet, trying to pick her up though Nattie fought out, backbody dropping her over but was then grabbed by Victoria whom went for the Widow's Peak. Nattie would break out once again, tossing her to the floor below.
Nattie then went after Vampriss, literally punching the hell out of her and tossed her around the ring like a ragged doll, dropping her down with a samoan drop and was ready to end the game for Vampriss when Victoria grabbed her from behind from the apron. Nattie would fight out of it as both girls would start to punch, the ref having to get involved as Nattie swung hard, hitting Victoria off of the apron though the ref was jabbed in the eye, dropping for a moment. Nattie would turn around as Vampriss went for a kick but she was caught and slammed hard against the ropes, watching her whip back as Nattie dropped her with a release german suplex. By this point, it was time to end it though Victoria slid into the ring, quickly grabbing Nattie and attempt the Widow's Peak again but she fought out, dropping her upon Vampriss as both girls would roll off, Nattie ready to end this match, going for a big splash on Vampriss but she quickly grabbed the ref, pulling him inside as Nattie would splash both of them, the ref falling flat though Nattie didn't care, dropping Vampriss with a gorilla press and looked ready to try a tackle a la Jim Neidhart.
Nattie was poised and ready, running hard at Vampriss when she was kicked hard in the face by....Steven Richards whom saved Vampriss just in the nick of time. Nattie was out cold as Stevie would smirk, sliding out of the ring as Vampriss rose her hand up in victory, climbing the top rope and hit a legdrop from the top, covering Nattie for three.
Vampriss would laugh as the ref would slowly start to push her out of the ring as Vampriss would turn around but forgot about Victoria whom placed her up for the Widow's Peak. Richard's quickly entered the ring, trying for the Stevie Kick though Victoria would let go and hit Richard's with a low blow, watchign him roll to the floor. Vampriss would swing hard with her foot though Victoria would counter it right into the Widow's Peak covering for one....two....three!
"Ladies and gentlemen the winner and NEW NWA Women's Champion...Victoria!"
The fans went crazy as Vampriss came so close to winning but Victoria was smart enough to know her games and avoided failure as she rose her newly crowned title up as she would roll out of the ring as Vampriss looked on in rage, literally screaming in anger as Victoria held the belt up at the ramp to the back of the stage. In the back however, camera's caught up with Evan Bourne whom was doing some hindu squats preparing for his big match when Stephanie McMahon would walk into his locker room with a pleasing grin on her face, Bourne was skeptical of course.
"Well Evan Bourne, the underdog of the main event tonight, you have the most to prove to these people though for a long while I have had my eye on your. Face it, between the other two, you have the longest title reign over my former employee John Cena, that in itself is impressive. Tonight I will be watching at ringside Bourne, I just hope that the decision you make is one you can live with."
With that, Steph left the locker room as Bourne would go back to his work out without a word.
Justin Roberts would get into the middle of the ring to announce the next match: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA World Tag Team Championship!
Justin Roberts would get into the middle of the ring to announce the next match: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA World Tag Team Championship!"
(Play Priceless)
(Play DDP/Perfect)
All four men would stare across the ring at each other as they came together in the middle of the ring, Perfect chewing his gum arrogantly, as Cody and Ted would approach them and relinquish the title belts to the referee. Mr. Perfect threw his towel across the shoulder of DiBiase, and Ted looked at it with disgust, throwing it down and stomping upon it. He grabbed one of the title belts and raised it high above his head, spitting at Mr. Perfect. Perfect then grabbed the title belt, took out his gum, and placed it on the title belt. DiBiase looked shocked at that, as Perfect blasted Ted over the head with the belt and the bell would finally ring.
Cody and DDP would slug it out, DDP getting the better of the two, as on the other side, Perfect hammered away at Ted, rocking him to the corner. DDP and Perfect flung Priceless toward one another as they crashed into each other in the center of the ring. Pulling themselves up, Priceless looked beaten already as DDP and Perfect clotheslined them over the top rope, to the outside, as the crowd roared approvingly.
"Now how the hell can you condone that, Grisham?! Perfect hit him with the belt!"
"The bell never rang, Jess, the match hadn't officially started yet."
"Oh yeah, don't give me that bullshit, Grish! You're as bad and impartial as Monsoon!"
Priceless got back to their feets and were greeted by Perfect and DDP, as DDP clotheslined Cody over the security barricade, into the stands. Perfect grabbed Ted and launched him back first into the steel stairs, showing them that they meant business, and that they were going to take their titles. The ref flew to the outside, trying to maintain order, as DDP pushed him away. With the referee's back turned, Rhodes blasted DDP over the head with a chair that he took from the crowd, leveling DDP, dropping the chair before the ref turned around. Perfect would lunge at Cody but Cody ducked, getting back into the ringside area and hit a dropkick into Perfect's face. Cody helped Ted to his feet and rolled him into the ring, joining him as the referee would start the count.
"Ha ha! You see what happens, Grish? You try to cheat with the best, and it bites you on the ass!"
"What about you, Jesse? Win if you can, lose if you must, but always cheat?"
"The difference there Grish is that I'm the best! No one cheats against me, because I always cheated better!"
The ref got to a count of seven before Perfect rolled into the ring, as DDP got back to his feet, and into his corner. Cody sent Ted back to his corner so he could recover from the stairs, and stomped on Perfect. Cody walked around the ring, agitating the crowd until Perfect got back to his feet and slapped the taste out of his mouth. Cody locked in a headlock but was pushed off to the ropes. Perfect dropped down and Cody jumped over him, and on the rebound, Cody went for a clothesline. Perfect ducked that and when Cody turned around, he slapped him again! Perfect would smile arrogantly, knowing he had Cody in his hands as Cody would turn around and go to slap Perfect, but missed. Perfect went for another slap but Cody ducked, not knowing that Perfect faked him out. When Cody rose, Perfect slapped him in the face again, humiliating Cody! Rhodes went back to his corner, frustrated, as Ted tried to calm him down, tagging in.
DiBiase, being the smarter of the two, locked up with Perfect and dragged him down with an arm drag, locking in an armbar. He repeatedly crashed his knee into Perfect's shoulder, wearing him down. Perfect rose to his feet and pushed Ted off, whipping him to the ropes. Perfect attempted a clothesline, but Ted held onto the rope, staying on the other side. Perfect charged at him, and Ted ducked, attempting a backdrop, but Perfect hit the brakes and kicked Ted straight in the face, knocking him clear over the top rope, down to the floor!
"Looks like Priceless is being outsmarted, Jess!"
"Yeah, but DDP and Perfect have to beat the champions! The champions don't have to beat DDP and Perfect."
Cody rushed over to Ted, who was visibly frustrated, shoving Cody back angrily, screaming at him that "Nothing's working!" Ted climbed back into the ring as Perfect conversed with DDP, laughing a little bit as DDP would tag in. Ted charged at DDP and was felled with a drop toe hold, and DDP slapped him in the back of the head, insulting him a little. Ted rose up, furious, as DDP incited the crowd by doing his signature Self High Five. DDP flashed the Diamond sign in front of Cody who entered the ring, bringing the ref over to him. Perfect then inched his way over near Ted, who was ready to bounce off the ropes, but as he ran backward, Perfect pulled the rope down, flinging Ted out of the ring!
DDP high fived Perfect and followed DiBiase out who poked him in the eye, finally getting some offense in. Ted bashed DDP's head into the ring apron before sliding him into the ring. Ted again spit in Perfect's direction, but Perfect, being the veteran, stayed where he was. DiBiase turned to DDP and dropped fists on his head, keeping him down, going for the cover, but getting only a one. DiBiase, not to be deterred, locked in a headlock upon the mat, wrenching hard on it, as he inched his way over to Cody, as Cody bent over the rope, tagging DiBiase's shoulder, tagging himself in. Cody ascended the ropes and crashed hard on DDP's back, as Ted broke the hold and left the ring. Rhodes continued the assault on DDP's back, driving knees and elbows into the lower back area time and time again, wearing Page down. He picked Page up and delivered a short-arm clothesline, knocking him down, covering for 1... 2... no, DDP kicked out, having more fight left in him.
Rhodes picked DDP up and tagged in DiBiase again, as Cody held DDP, making him a sitting duck. Ted climbed the ropes and leapt off for a double ax, nailing Page in the head, and covered for 1...2... kickout! Ted and Cody smiled at each other, knowing the match was theirs at the moment, as DiBiase picked Page up and chopped him in the corner. The ref pulled Ted off and pushed him back, allowing Cody to take off the tag rope and choke DDP! Perfect ran in to break it up, but the referee pushed him back, allowing Ted and Rhodes to double team DDP. Rhodes tossed the rope to DiBiase, who continued to choke Page, and when the referee turned, DiBiase tossed the rope back to Rhodes, who concealed it away, tagging back in. Priceless then irish whipped DDP into the ropes, Ted hitting a drop toe hold as Cody bulldogged DDP down to the canvas at the same time. Rhodes covered for 1...2... Perfect would break the hold and nearly slap the ref in the face as he was pushed back to the corner, becoming rather frustrated.
"It appears that the champions have found a way to neutralize the experience of the challengers, Jess."
"They're the champs for a reason, Todd, they're not stupid. DiBiase is a thinking man's wrestler, and Cody's got plenty of talent himself."
Rhodes and DiBiase had DDP trapped in their corner, dictating the match as Ted went to the outside and grabbed Perfect's towel. He tossed it to Cody, who flung it up behind his back and went to catch it, but missed, mocking Perfect. Ted then climbed the top rope and flashed the Diamond sign, pissing the crowd off. DDP rose up in the corner as Rhodes closed in. He whipped Page to the opposite corner, but Page was able to pull away as Rhodes charged into the turnbuckles. DDP punched at Cody's head a few times, gaining momentum, running off the ropes and hit a massive clothesline, knocking Rhodes down! He went for another one, and hit it hard. He hit the ropes for one more, but DiBiase stuck his foot out, kicking DDP in the back. DDP punched Ted hard in the face, knocking him down, but Rhodes was right there, knocking DDP back down, bringing the momentum back to their side.
Ted tagged back in, as the crowd started to rumble, trying to get DDP back into the match. Cody held DDP again, and Ted leapt off for another double ax off the top, but DDP ducked, and Ted blasted Cody in the head! DDP spun around and nailed a discussion punch on DiBiase, knocking him down. DDP would hit the ground as well, being beaten down in the corner as he would crawl to his corner, reaching for Perfect. DiBiase would stop him dead in his tracks with an elbow to the back of the head, and a slap to Perfect's face, Perfect's face turning red with anger, wanting VERY badly to be in there and rip Ted's head off. Ted applied a sleeperhold to DDP, but not for very long, as DDP elbowed him several times to break it. He then headbutted DiBiase, reeling him. DDP would mount a flurry of offense as he whipped DiBiase to the ropes and back body dropped him down hard on the mat. Cody came in to help but was hip tossed for his efforts, landing hard on the mat. He rose up in front of Perfect, who walloped him with a stiff right to the face, as DDP back suplexed Cody down, his opportunity to tag in finally arriving. He crawled over to Perfect... inches away from the tag.... as Perfect was pulled off the apron by DiBiase, not wanting Perfect in the match! Perfect blocked a right hand from Ted, knocking him down, as Cody came around from the other side. Ted slid back into the ring as Perfect launched Cody over the barricade into the crowd again. By the time he got back to the apron, DDP was already pulled to the center of the ring, too far away to make the tag.
The crowd started to boo, nearly starting to riot, because DDP was so close to the tag. Ted walked around and mocked Perfect and DDP, as Perfect got an idea. He threw Cody into the ring on the opposite side, bringing the ref over, telling Cody to get back to his corner. With the referee's back turned, Perfect turned Ted right around and kicked him square in the balls.
"Now what the hell do you call that, Grish??"
"Retribution, Jess!"
The referee turned around and started a double count, as DDP and Ted crawled over to their respective corners, Ted crawling slowly in pain, as DDP inched his way to his corner. DiBiase would make the tag and Cody wind sprinted to the other side.... but not in time as DDP made the tag! The roof exploded as Mr. Perfect was tagged into the match, coming at Cody with fists of fire, blasting Cody across the head time and time again! Perfect whipped Cody to the corner and back dropped him as he came out of it. Cody sat up, as Perfect leapt over him, snapping his neck down to the canvas. Perfect went for the cover, 1...2... kickout, Cody still had some fight left in him. Perfect picked Rhodes up and set him up for the Perfect-Plex, but Ted grabbed a hold of his foot, breaking it. Rhodes grabbed Perfect from behind and went for CrossRhodes, but Perfect poked him in the eye to break it, the referee admonishing him. DDP charged from out of nowhere, blasting Ted out of the ring, and returning to his corner. With the referee's back turned, Rhodes grabbed Perfect by the hair and was able to get control of him, locking in a headlock, trying to stop Perfect's momentum. Perfect shot him into the corner and charged, but Cody countered with an elbow. Rhodes ascended the top rope and leapt with a moonsault, nailing Perfect, covering for 1...2...NO! Perfect was able to shoot his shoulder off the mat!
Cody couldn't believe it as he continued to stomp on Perfect, wearing him down. He picked Perfect up and slapped him in the face, which only enraged Perfect. Perfect then chopped Cody down hard to the mat, twice, three times, and launched Cody into the corner again. He charged in and Cody lifted a boot, but Perfect ducked and slid out of the ring, grabbing a hold of Cody's legs. He pulled Cody down to the mat, as the referee told Perfect not to do it. DiBiase would stop Perfect in his tracks, knocking him down. DDP came over and knocked Ted away, and turned to Cody's legs. He grabbed Cody and pulled him into the post crotch-first, as the crowd cheered wildly!
Cody crawled out to the center of the ring, writhing in pain, as Perfect came back into the ring, this time setting up for the Perfect-Plex. He hooked Cody up and launched him up, hitting it dead-center in the ring, 1...2... NO! DiBiase came in and broke up the pinfall attempt! Perfect rose to his feet quickly as DiBiase went for a clothesline, but Perfect sidestepped him and launched him over the top rope. He then picked Cody up and laughed, knowing this was the end. He placed Cody up on the top rope as the fans would begin to stand. Perfect set Cody up for a Super Perfect-Plex, hooking the leg and leapt off the rope, nailing it and HOLDING it, 1...2... NO! Ted DiBiase came in at the last second and broke the count, the crowd booing in unison! DDP came in to stop Ted, but the referee pushed him back, allowing DiBiase to hit DreamStreet on Perfect, sliding out of the ring quickly.
The crowd was rumbling, Perfect and Cody both crawling to their corners as they both tagged in their partners. DDP and DiBiase met in the center of the ring, trading right hands back and forth, with DDP getting the upper hand. He whipped Ted into the ropes and picked him up, nailing a tilt-a-whirl gutbuster hard on Ted, pointing to the crowd as they cheered wildly. He covered Ted for 1...2... Ted's foot found the bottom rope, as DDP thought he had won it. He picked Ted up and hit a vertical suplex hard on the mat for another two. Page picked Ted up but once again got a thumb in the eye for his efforts. DDP was tossed into the ropes and Cody blasted him in the back, but was nailed hard for his efforts. DDP turned around and saw Ted coming as he leapt and hit the turnbuckles, turning right into a Diamond Cutter! DDP would cover for 1...2... Cody pulled DDP off of Ted from the outside, breaking up the count! Mr. Perfect came around and scuffled with Cody, trading right hands back and forth, as both men slugged it out. Perfect grabbed Cody by the head and went to ram him into the steel post, but Cody blocked it and hit a russian legsweep on the floor, taking both men down.
DDP looked outside at the commotion, as the ref was trying to maintain order. He turned around and ducked a clothesline from DiBiase, and went for another Diamond Cutter. Ted however was able to grab one of Page's arms and wrap it around his neck, bringing his own arm through, sinching in the Million Dollar Dream! He lifted DDP up and drove him down hard, hitting DreamStreet right in the middle of the ring! Ted was exhausted, as he rolled over DDP, hooking the leg... 1...2...3.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your winners, and STILL NWA World Tag Team Champions... Ted DiBiase, and Cody Rhodes!"
"Jess, Priceless just dodged one hell of a bullet! DDP and Perfect had their number!"
"Yeah, but at the end of the day, like co-General Manager BM says: Team Priceless walks out as the NWA World Tag Team Champions, whether they get their asses kicked or not!"
"I don't think that Priceless will ever want to face these two again."
Ted DiBiase rolled out of the ring, and was handed the title belt, as Cody joined him, being given his. The referee raised their hands, officially declaring them the winners as they slowly walked up the ramp, looking at DDP and Perfect, perhaps meeting their match, knowing that they were in a war, yet still emerged victorious.
[Play out]
Morrison took no time in stealing the spotlight there, smirking as he would pose at the ramp and made his way down, rolling into the ring, tossing his shades and robe aside as Rude would do the same, going nose to nose with Morrison just smirking at him. Each of them would take a moment to pose for the crowd, Morrision probably getting more of them as they would lock up, rolling around the ropes some until he tossed Rude to the ropes, ducking for a backbody drop though Rude grabbed his hair, whipping him back with a slam. Rude would pose for a moment as Morrision rose up, locking up with him and pushed him to the corner, striking with his legs.
Rude broke free with a sucker punch to the face, striking at Morrison and tossed him to the ropes, dropping him down with a backbody drop followed up with a drop kick and an armdrag, locking in the armbreaker. Morrison would use his legs to flail out and work his way up, breaking free though Rude was crafty, taking him down with a drop toe hold, locking in a headlock. Morrision would fight out of it, tossing Rude to the ropes and dropped him with a corkscrew elbow, a roundhouse right across the head, knocking him loopy then clotheslined him out of th ering.
Morrision would pose for a moment, smirking as he would then leap over the ropes with a corkscrew plauncha, crashing down below upon Rude. Morrision would then toss him into the ring, standing upon the apron and would take him down with a springboard clothesline, keeping up the heavy offense then climbed the top rope, dropping Rude with a missile dropkick then followed up with a swinging neck breaker then a bulldog, bouncing off of the rope and hit a running moonsault for two.
Morrison rose up though Rude hit him in the jaw then dropped him with a leglace takedown, dropping the elbow several times upon the leg, locking in a leg lock. Morrison got to the rope though Rude kept upon him, punching him in the corner and worked at his ribs, dropping him with a few well placed slams then a piledriver, climbing the top rope and dropped Morrison with a double axe, standing over him and would swirl his hips in his signature pose. Morrison took exeption to that, pulling the tights for a quick pin for two.
Both men rose up as Rude went for a clothesline though Morrision countered with a kick to the back of the head then a hurricanrana for two. Though he kept the momentum going, dropping Rude with running elbows and took him down with a spinning headscissor armbar takedown, locking it in. Rude would kick a bit, slowly working his way to his feet and tossed Morrison off, trying for a knee though Morrison quickly countered it into a standing oklahoma roll for two.
Both men rise again with Morrison on the offensive, knocking Rude out of the ring to the apron with a dropkick. Rude held on, standing on the apron as Morrison tried to suplex him in but it was blocked as Rude then went to suplex him to the outside as Morrison quickly countered it into a sunset flip powerbomb to the floor. Rude held his back in pain as Morrison stole a kiss from a fan, and a water as well, dousing himself and charged at Rude whom flapjacked him into the stairs.
Rude rose up first, rolling him into the ring and would lay in the punishment, stomping away at him, working at his legs by ramming his knee against the mat several times. Rude would continue laying it into Morrison, tossing him around the ring and dropping him with hard old school slams, eventually placing him in a clutch. Morrison tried to fight though Rude would keep sitting on his back, knocking him down. Morrison had enough after a few minutes, rising up and held Rude upon his back, ramming him into the corner and turned around, punching him over the head and mounted the rope, rolling his hips in his face and would start to punch at him, dropping down and dropped Rude with an ally oop then a springboard kick across the back of the head covering for two.
Morrison rose up, favoring his leg and Rude took advantage with an uppercut to the knee, dropping him with a trip and worked at that knee, dropping elbows and knee smashes against it, keeping Morrison grounded. Rude would pull him up, tossing him to the rope and watched him hobble, hitting a knee to the midsection then dropped him with a bulldog, pulling him up by the hair and rammed him headfirst into the turnbuckle. Rude slowly placed him on top, trying for a back suplex though Morrison elbowed his way out, dropping Rude and steadied himself, trying for Starship Pain but crashed and burned.
Rude was fast taking him down with a swinging neck breaker then a figure four. Morrison struggled to get out but Rude had it locked in tight, yelling at him to give up but Morrison was able to reverse it as they rolled to the ropes for the break. Both of them rose slow with Rude kicking at the leg again, knocking Morrison to the corner and started to slug at him with heavy haymakers until Morrison blocked, starting to fight back. Morrison got a ful head of steam, ducking a punch and dropped Rude with an atomic drop then a german suplex then even a monkey flip, tossing Rude around the ring finishing him with backbody drop out of the ring.
Morrison climbed the top rope and dove with a bodysplash upon Rude, not wasting time and tossed him back into the ring, climbing the apron and leapt for a diving shoulder block though Rude dodged, chop blocking the knee and dropped Morrison with a running knee to the face covering for two. Rude would rise up, calling Morrison to his feet and went for the Rude Awakening though Morrison fought out, ducking a clothesline and countered quickly into a float over DDT as Heenan was yelling at Rude to get up.
Morrison staggered up, holding his leg as he would poise himself, going for the Moonlight Drive but Rude blocked, pushing him off, taking spinning inside kick to the jaw then a caperio kick to face, dropping Rude with a stomach breaker, poising himself ready again as he would try for the Moonlight Drive and connected, covering for two!
Morrison couldn't believe that one but rose to his feet, readying himself and went for the Chuck Kick though Rude would duck, watching him bounce and roll, waiting for the right moment and went for the Rude Awakening again though Morrison battled out, sliding free and would hit the rope, trying for the Chuck Kick again though Rude caught the leg and tripped him down hitting a half jackknife pin for one, two...three.
Rude would slide out of the ring, smirking as he outsmarted the younger, wily John Morrison as he would make his way up the ramp, Morrison looking on in defeat, angry at himself for screwing that up as Rude smirked, heading through the curtain, blowing a kiss to him to add insult to injury. In the back, CM Punk was lacing up his boots and stretching a bit when he was interrupted by Kevin Kelly wanting to ask about his pre match strategy.
"Strategy, well to be fair, with both of them it's going to be tough, especially since it's three different styles. You know, I'm going to just take my time and let the two aerial acrobats do their thing and I'll pick them off when I get the first chance because tonight, I will fulfill my legacy and be NWA's first double-"
Stephanie McMahon woudl then walk in, smirking at him as she would look along him then his U.S. Title.
"I just wanted to wish you luck tonight on your match Punk and that I'll be ringside watching for my next prospect."
"Prospect, you actually think I'm interested in you being my backup after what you did last year to me at this event? You know if I didn't know any better Steph I'd say you had something planned to screw me out of this match again because I beat your precious John Cena last year."
"You know Punk, you really need to watch your tone, besides, who said I was even interested in you. Besides, you lost your match at The Bash last year....he...won his."
She would walk off as Punk would growl a bit, knowing whom she was referring to. The bell would sound for the next match.
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The Horsemen were in tow and ready for a fight as the crowd would woo along with Flair as they stood tall in the ring with Planet Jarrett lined up with them staring back. The ref knew what was going to happen but the Horsemen struck first staring a melee of fists and kicks. Within moments it turned into chaos as each member was pushed to the corner as the Horsemen would toss them from the corner, watching all four of them smack into each other as one by one they were tossed from the ring, leaving Flair and Jarrett alone. Flair was going crazy with hard knife edge chops along the chest, taking Jarrett down with a chopblock to the knee then biting across his head as the ref pulled him off.
Flair would go back at him but was lowbridged to the floor as Jarrett rose up, watching Kidman sneak in a diving clothesline, taking Flair out but Benoit went after him, evening the sides out as Jarrett watched Flair roll back into the ring. Jarrett would strike hard, stomping at him and tossed him to the ropes, connecting with a backbody drop then worked at the back and the knee, tagging Kidman in to finish the job as they would double team him to the ropes, dropping him with a double backbody drop.
Kidman would smirk, kicking hard along Flair's body, dropping him with a scoop slam then leapt from the top rope with a body splash covering for two. Kidman rose up and bounced off of the ropes, dropping him with a flying elbow then a dropkick, sweeping the leg of Flair dropped a few knees across the throat, covering again for two. Kidman rose up, driving his knees across his head and tagged in Haas as they tossed Flair to the rope, taking him down with a double clothesline and Haas locked in a quick leg lock, working on Flair. Haas would smirk at him though Benoit would break the hold with a flying headbutt across Haas's head. The ref pushed him back to the corner but Flair was able to slide out of the hold, crawling over and would tag in Malenko whom slid inside, taking Haas to a wrestling school with suplexes and arm drags literally making his head spin.
Malenko locked in a german suplex for two then a back suplex for two, pushing Haas to the corner and began to ram his elbow and knee again him, climbing the middle rope and started to punch him over the head. Haas would block, tossing Dean from the corner and charged in though Malenko dropped him with a standing monkey flip then a hard clothesline out of the ring. Malenko would then so a plauncha out of the ring crashing below, punching at Haas' head then tossed him chest first into the steel stairs before tossing him back into the ring. Haas would counter strike with a running dropkick to the knee when Malenko tried to get back in. Haas kept on the offensive by keeping Malenko down with armbars and headlocks, proving his wrestling game as he pulled him to his feet, tossing him to the ropes and dropped him with a spinning backbreaker then a wristlock, keeping him down as he would ram the knee against the back, pulling him up and rammed him shoulder first into the turnbuckle and covered with a schoolboy for two.
Haas rose with a grin, bouncing off of the rope for a wheel kick however Malenko would duck, quickly tripping Haas up and would lock in the Texas Cloverleaf, turning him over. Haas was trapped as Malenko held on tightly but was booted off from McIntyre's foot whom slowly backed away, giving Haas time to recover. Haas was the first to his feet as he would tag in Drew whom came in like a ball of fire, stomping and kicking at Malenko, tossing him hard to the ropes and rammed his shoulders into him, blasting him with heavy forearms. Drew pulled back with a short arm clothesline then a few elbows, seeing red to say the least as he pulled him to his feet and tossed him to the ropes, dropping him with a flapjack for two.
Drew would continue to punish him, locking him in a hammerlock clutch as Malenko was grounded as Flair would will him on to break out. Malenko started to see an opening though Drew used his weight to knock him down, pulling off and would run up to the Horsemen, slapping Arn over the face forcing him into the ring. The ref would start to push him back as Drew and Kidman would quickly start to work on Malenko, hitting him with a double backbody drop then a double powerbomb, covering for two.
Drew yelled out in a rage, pulling him to his feet and went for the future shock though Malenko quickly turned it into am armbar, wrenching on the arm. Drew tried to fight out as Kidman came in for the save though Malenko broke the hold, dropping him down for a Clover Leaf when Haas came in with a wheel kick, hitting Drew on accident when Malenko ducked. Malenko would then dropkick him out of the ring, avoiding Drew's big boot as Malenko would tag in Arn. Anderson slowly came into the ring as he and Drew met in the center of the ring, locking eyes. Arn answered with a hard slap to the face, ducking a clothesline and dropped him with a neck breaker, a bodyslam, a hard elbow to the face then backbody dropped to the floor, crashing on Haas below. Benoit and Flair did damage control on the floor, tossing Drew back into the ring as he walked right into a heavy spine buster, covering for two when Jarrett broke it up.
Arn rose up, pulling Drew up and punched him square in the face, pushing him to the corner and would serve him some stiff haymakers, the last shot connecting across the mouth, busting him open. Arn pulled him from the corner, picking him up and would powerbomb him across the turnbuckle, dropping a few knees over the back of his head and finished him with a piledriver, covering for two when Kidman broke it up.
Arn didn't care, pulling Drew to his feet though he started to fight back, the blood igniting something as he would punch and kick Arn to the ropes, tossing him hard and dropped him with a high knee then a flurry of elbows, finishing with a falling knee across the throat, covering for two. Drew was enraged as he pulled him to his feet, pushing him to the corner and would have him straddle the top attemping a superplex when Arn blocked, tossing him from the rope and dropped him with a flying shoulder tackle, pulling Drew up and placed him in a gorilla press position, literally tossing him at Planet Jarrett as they caught him and fell to the floor.
Drew was tossed back into the ring where Arn picked him up and slammed him down with another spinebuster covering for two as Drew barely kicked out. Arn pulled him to his feet by the hair though Drew countered with a quick gouge to the eye, tagging in Jarrett whom came in, choking Arn to the corner and started to slug him over the head. Jarrett climbed the middle rope though Arn countered with an inverted atomic drop then ran from corner to corner bashing Jarrett's head into the turnbuckles, knocking him down with a slam as Flair went crazy wanting a tag in. Arn would slowly walk over, tagging in Flair whom went nuts on Jarrett, punching and biting at him, knife edge chopping him to the corner and bit him again.
Flair would drop him with a chopblock to the knee then a bulldog to the mat, bashing his head into the canvas until pulling away, catching Jarrett with a suplex then a backbreaker, ready to end this game as he would sweep Jarrett down and went for the figure four leg lock though Jarrett kicked him towards his corner. Flair was quick and would strike Kidman and Haas over the head, turning around and ducked Jarrett's clothesline, covering with a school boy for two but then dropped him again, this time locking in the figure four square in the middle of the ring.
Flair had it locked in tight as Jarrett was trying to break free, the ref asking if he wanted to give up then was struck from behind with a steel chair by McIntyre, knocking him down as Drew then rose the chair to strike at Flair when Benoit held on, climbing into the ring and would enter a fisticuffs bout with him to the floor. Flair would yelling out as Kidman saulted from the rope, smashing Flair's leg and breaking the hold but had to answer to Malenko whom tackled him down, rolling to the floor. Flair held his leg as Jarrett was able to chopblock him down to a knee, stomping at the knee and tried to work on it, calling in Haas whom entered the ring, tossing Flair to the ropes, trying for a double clothesline though Flair would duck and he and Arn would counter with a double clothesline of their own. Arn would pick up the chair, blasting Haas over the head out of the ring and went after him to join the fray on the outside as Flair would smirk, rushing at Jarrett though was blinded in the face with some powder as Jarrett took him down with a clothesline.
Now he was on top of the world, dropping some heavy fists and bashed his head into the turnbuckle once pulling him up, placing him upon the top rope and would drop Flair with a suplex, crashing down though the ref was still out from the chair shot. Jarrett then slid over to his corner, grabbing his guitar and woudl call Flair to his feet, wanting to end this war once and forall, watching Flair rise to his knees and rose it up to smash it over his head when Arn got behind him, pulling the guitar out of his hand and blasted Jarrett over the skull, knocking him down flat.
Jarrett held upon his head, moving to the corner as Arn would roll out of the ring, pulling out a tire iron and rolled back inside, cornering Jarrett as he pulled himself up, holding his hands out for mercy. Arn didn't take too lightly to that and would pounce on him, hitting him three times over the head, twice over the back and once in the knee with the tireiron, hearing a loud roar from the crowd, wanting more. Arn then pulled Jarrett up and dropped him with a spine buster, watching him crawl over to the corner in pain, holding his hand up as Arn was out for blood it seemed. Jarrett rose up, holding his knee and was ready to give up as Arn held his head up with the end of the iron, pulling back for the finishing blow and would blast...Flair over the head with it.
The crowd was in shock at what just happened as Arn stood over the body of Ric Flair then dropped down, pulling him up by the hair and would hit him with an Arn Anderson Spine Buster right in the middle of the ring. He would then look over to Jarrett who's feared eyes turned into a smirk as he would walk over to Flair and covered him, just in time for the ref to come to as he counted one....two....three.
The fans were irate and Malenko and Benoit upon finding out would rush to the ring though Arn was too strong for them, using the weapon to strike them down as Planet Jarrett had won the Faction Warfare, leaving the ring slowly and reforming at the top of the stage. The fans were literally tossing stuff their direction, one fan nearly leaping over the barricade though security held him back as Planet Jarrett would head to the back, pulling the wool over their eyes and leaving the Horsemen in shambles.
Cameras tried to catch up to Anderson but he wasn't giving any interviews at all to anyone though the real question was, where Sting was the entire time and why he didn't help out his fellow Horsemen since no one had seen him or Kane all day long. The announcers had to stall for a little bit of time as the ring debris was cleared and the bell sounded for the next match.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall is our Semi Main Event for the evening."
[Play Out]
Kane and Sting would stand in the middle of the ring, staring each other down, neither side backing down as the buzz was now around this match as Kane would strike first. Sting would dodge and started to slug at Kane, dodging his strikes each time. Sting would kick to the knee and bounced off of the rope, hitting Kane with two bit elbows then attacked with heavy back elbows, eventually clothesling him out of the ring. Kane landed upon his feet as Sting watched him slowly re enter the ring as they went nose to nose again.
Kane would strike first and again Sting would avoid and counter strike, knocking Kane to the corner and would stomp and punch away, keeping the big monster at bay as he pulled back, ducking a big boot then dropkicked him to the rope, rushing at him with a flying cross body as both men went over the top to the floor. Kane sat up as Sting rose, dropkicking the back of his head, rising up and would wait, charging at Kane again but was sent into the post. Kane rushes with a big boot though Sting would avoid it as Kane crotched the post, yelling out as Sting backed up and hit a Stinger Splash upon him, waiting for Kane to pull away and dropkicked his leg into the steel stairs.
It appeared to be strategy as Sting backed away, climbing on the apron and would do a suicide dive upon Kane as they would crash over the steel stairs. Sting was the first up, rolling into the ring as Kane would follow suit, though took hard shots to the knee as Sting kept on him. Sting bounced off of the ropes after being pushed, rushing in though was backbody dropped over the rope. Sting held on, landing on the apron and would guillotine Kane over the rope, climbing the top rope and hit a missile dropkick but Kane wouldn't drop.
Sting bounced off of the rope again with a cross body though Kane held on and slammed him with a pump handle slam. The tides were turned as Kane would toss Sting hard to the corner, choking him out and kicking along his body, placing him on the top and tossed him with ease, dropping him down with a heavy clothesline, finishing him with a leg drop for two.
Fixing his glove he would pull Sting up by the hair, bashing his head a few times into the turnbuckle, choking him with his boot then pulled him out, picking him up and dropped him throat first upon the rope, watching him snap back. Sting held his throat in pain while Kane circled him, pulling him up and would raise him in a choke hold, trying to choke him out as Sting would flail some. The ref would start a count though Kane pushed Sting to a corner, rushing at him and hit two bit clotheslines, tossing him off and would slowly climb the top, poising up and jumped, dropping Sting with a flying clothesline, covering for two.
Kane would go back to choking Sting a bit, hearing the ref as he let go and stared at him though it gave Sting a chance to punch back, getting to a vertical base and bounce off of the rope, getting behind Kane and would lock in a sleeper. Kane fought back by flipping Sting over him though Sting countered with a mach stunner, causing Kane to be on spaghetti legs. Sting had a chance as he would dropkick to the knee again, going for a DDT but Kane pushed him off. Sting rushed again taking a boot to the face as Kane grabbed him by the throat, pulling him up and rose him up for a chokeslam though Sting slid out, quickly trying the Scorpion Death Drop but Kane blocked.
Both men stood trying to out punch each other as Sting would duck a haymaker, saying 'the hell with it' and picked Kane up, slamming him to the mat. Kane sat up taking a flying elbow from Sting as he was wobbly once again and pushed to the corner as Sting ran for a Stinger Splsh. Kane would dodge though Sting held onto the rope, trying a cross body as Kane held on, attempting a Black Hole Slam though Sting countered with a DDT, covering Kane for two.
Sting rose to his feet, waiting patiently as Kane sat up, fixing his glove again and Sting punched him to the corner, standing upon the middle rope and started punching at his head until Kane grabbed him by the hips for a powerbomb but instead dropped Sting face first upon the steel post as he fell to the floor. Kane would go after him, pulling him up to his feet and rammed him into the barricade then the steel stairs as Sting was busted open, Kane, rubbing his head into the stairs like a cheese grater, tossing him into the ring and following. Sting was in a world of hurt as Kane would drop a few heavy elbows over the back of his head and neck, pulling him to his feet and would drop him with a brainbuster, covering barely for two.
Kane pulled to his feet, pulling Sting up by the throat and tossed him to the rope, tossing him up in the air and caught him with a bearhug, squeezing the life out of Sting and turned it into torture rack, finshing Sting by literally tossing his body off of him and kicking him down with a big boot. Sting crawled over to the rope, blood dripping from his forehead as he used the ropes to pull himself up as Kane grabbed him from behind with a reverse suplex, however held him up, letting all the blood rush then fall back, Sting hitting face first leaving a stamp upon the mat.
The ref kept checking if Sting was fit to compete but Kane pushed him aside, pulling Sting to his feet and tossed him to the ropes, picking him up by the throat and slammed him down hard upon his back, covering again only for two. Kane got to his feet and pulled Sting up with him, bashing his head into the turnbuckle, placing him on top and went for a superplex but Sting came to life, punching back at him, hitting a headbutt to drop him down, leaping with a double ax but Kane caught him by the throat, lifting him up but Sting counters quick with a Scorpion Death Drop, using most of his energy. The crowd went nuts as Sting fought back to his feet, Kane slowly sitting up after that, going after Sting with a big boot though missed and got caught up in the corner. Sting would then hit two Stinger Splashes against him, pulling back and would catch a suplex, seeming to be lit on fire all of sudden, getting a rush of adrenaline as he would toss Kane to the corner and hit Two Big Stinger Splashes, the big man getting wobbly as Sting went for a third one though Kane grabbed him by the throat, picking him up for a gorilla press and literally tossed him out of the ring, right through the announcers table.
Kane would go after the lifeless Sting, pulling him from the debris and tossed him into the ring, picking him up and hit a chokeslam square in the middle of the ring covering for one...two...NO. Sting had fight left in him as the fans went nuts, Kane rising up, cutting his throat slowly to end this match as he pulled Sting up by the hair, pushing him to the corner and began to punch at him, ignoring the refs ques to stop as he would turn his attention back to Sting, punching him over the head....to no effect. Kane would hit him again as Sting would yell out with a "Woooooo" and started to punch and kick back at Kane, literally, fighting his way out of the corner, bouncing off of the rope and took the big man down with a spinning neck breaker. Sting was on fire, beating his chest as a rush came over him, picking Kane up and would powerslam him upon the mat, moving over to his legs and would grab them, trying to sinch in the DeathLock though Kane kicked out. Sting hit the top rope and took Kane down with a flying clothesline, keeping the pace quick as Kane kept sitting up, but at a slower rate as Sting would drop him with a bulldog, rising up and yelled out again, poising and was ready as Kane rose up.
Sting then went for the Scorpion Deathdrop but Kane fought out, pushing him to the ropes though Sting fought back with a suicide Dive right to Kane's knee, taking him down as Sting got behind him, grabbing him by the hair and would drop him with the Scorpion Death Drop, covering quick for one..two...NO! Kane fought out as Sting had enough, sliding out of the ring and would grab the ball bat. Charles Robinson told Sting no, but one look from the Stinger told him to 'not test him' as Sting held the bat ready to strike. He would swing hard across Kane's back and blasted him over the head, knocking him to the corner as Sting threw the bat away, hitting a big time Stinger Splash as the ref waved it off, getting word from the back to 'let it go' as Sting dropped Kane with a flapjack, getting behind him and would grab him again, locking his arms over his head and was ready for the second one when Kane somehow, had the upper body strength to reverse the Scorpion Death Drop into a vertical positon and dropped Sting with the Tombstone Piledriver, covering for one.....two....three.
The lights went dark red as Kane was declared the winner of the match, igniting the posts on fire and would leave the ring, a bloody, battered Sting coming so close to victory as the big red machine walked up the ramp with a small trail of fire...behind him.
In the back, Jeff Hardy was preparing for his match, doing stretches as he was stopped quickly by Kevin Kelly.
"Jeff Hary in just moments you will be in perhaps the biggest main event match in history, you have to have some thoughts heading into it."
"I do Kev, and while I won't over psyche myself out, I will say that tonight, history will be made and tonight the Hardy Party will continue to thrive."
Before he could finish, Stephanie would interrupt with a grin upon her face.
"I just wanted to wish you luck on your match tonight and that hopefully, you take my offer into consideration."
Hardy would look to her, fixing the title over his shoulder.
"Steph, I'm about to embark on a match of pure epicness, we'll talk business, after I win."
Hardy would then leave the locker room as the fans buzz would grow with a video package highlighting each of their careers over the last year and a half in the NWA, each of them being a top contender for each title, but the prize, was of course, wanting to be World Champion.
Venue - Phoenix Arizona
Theme - Show Me What You Got - Powerman 5000
Tagline - Their Time Is Now
We are pulled in as usual after the video package with fans screaming and ready for the event to start, you could barely even hear the announcers talking to pull us into the event.
"Good evening everyone and welcome to New Blood Rising, History will be made tonight for sure as we have six jam packed matches all in store for you, on my left my partner in crime, Jesse Ventura."
"Tonight spells disaster and oppotunity for others as our Angel's will fight to become the next Women's Champion and our three top tier champions are going in a triple threat match for their lives, I can't wait."
"Well lets head down to ringside to our Maestro Justin Roberts."
"Ladies and Gentlemen this opening contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship. The rules are simple as all of the NWA Angel's will enter the ring, decisions are made by pinfall or submission. The last woman standing at the end of the match will be declared the New NWA Women's Champion."
[Play out]
The girls would pile into the ring, Molly Holly being a surprise entrant having a small patch on her head as the bell sounded and the girls would start to scramble. Vampriss met with Victoria, Natalya with Melina, Jazz with Luna and Molly would pick her spots carefully, more so watching the rest of them beat the crap out of each other. Jazz would toss Luna over the ropes, turning around and would duck a punch from Molly, picking her up and slammed her down with authority, pulling her up by the hair but Molly fought back, pushing her to the corner and started a ten count punch, only to be pushed off and clotheslined for her efforts. Jazz pulled her up and placed her in a gorilla press, tossing her over the ropes as she crashed upon Luna on the outside, smirking down to them. Jazz would then turn her attention to Vampriss and Victoria, grabbing them by the hair though they fought back, now working together and started to strike at her.
They would toss her to the ropes though Jazz would take them both down with a flying shoulder block, kicking them out of the ring as Melina was then tossed to her and slammed down hard with a one handed spinebuster and tossed to the floor as Nattie and Jazz would lock eyes.
Both of them stood in the center of the ring, Jazz pushing her then Nattie slapping her, calling her on as they would lock up. Jazz no Nattie, no Jazz, no Nattie they were testing each other as Jazz pushed her to the ropes then tossed her as both of them hit shoulder blocks, neither of them moving. Nattie would lock up, tossing her now and they would collide again, neither of them breaking. Jazz would shrug it off and struck, punching and kicking her to the ropes though Nattie fought out with an inverted atomic drop, picking her up and slammed her down, following up by clotheslining her out of the ring.
Nattie was ring dominate, shaking the rope some and backed up some as Molly Holly hit a school girl for two. Both girls rose up as Molly was the aggressor, taking her down with headlock takedowns and armdrags until Nattie got to a vertical base, tossing her to the ropes and would drop her with a back body drop, a suplex then a big time powerslam but was then speared by Jazz whom would cover for two. Jazz rose up, growling some but was hit with a dropkick from Melina whom flew from the ropes, knocking her back to the corner as she would charge in, ramming her shoulders into her stomach. Jazz would counter by grabbing her and pulled her up, hitting a running powerbomb square in the middle of the ring, covering for two, rising up and was kicked across the back of the head by the Luna Ecplise as Luna was back in the ring, now picking her targets as Vampriss and Victoria fought on the outside.
Luna would lock Molly in a leg lock until she broke out using the rope, Luna dragged her to the center of the ring, climbing the top rope for the Lunasault though Vampriss quickly scaled the apron and the rope, catching her off guard and hit a sunset flip powerbomb, covering Luna for three. Luna was eliminated as Vampriss smirked, rising up though Victoria was hot on her heels, tackling her down and started to flail at her, pulling her up by the hair and slammed her head into the turnbuckle, placing her on top. Victoria would then climb up, placing her upon her shoulders until she was caught herself by Jazz whom would lift them up upon her own shoulders. Jazz was ready to drop down when Nattie would get under her and would place her upon her shoulders, Vampriss of course on top trying to fight her way off as Nattie balanced herself on the bottom rope. The fans stood up as Nattie woudl smirk and fell back, taking Jazz, Victoria and lastly Vampriss down with ther as they crashed hard, Vampriss screaming in pain the loudest.
"Holy shit, holy shit" the fans yelled out as Nattie rose up, smirking at herself but wasn't aware that Holly jumped from the top rope hitting the Molly-Go-Round but rolled off, unable to hold her down as Melina then struck with a hard kick to her jaw, knocking her out of the ring. Melina would spin around, waiting patiently and swung with a kick, connecting over the head of Jazz, knocking her loopy as she would grab Victoria by the hair, ramming her head first into Jazz's middle then slammed her with a backsuplex then dropkicked Vampriss out of the ring. Melina would scream, having her sights set on Jazz as she would lock her for a bulldog, taking her down and Nattie on the way, covering Jazz for two.
Melina rose up, calling one of them up though Molly slid in behind her, placing her in a full nelson then slammed her down, quickly climbing the top rope and would leap for another Molly-Go-Round but landed face first upon the mat. Melina would swing some then struck with her foot though Molly would duck, Victoria taking the brunt of the kick as Molly caught Melina in a german suplex for three.
Melina screamed at the ref but slid out of the ring as Molly would rub her nose, it was broken for sure as she would bleed though Vampriss would pick at the bones, hitting her with a reverse DDT, covering her but for two. Vampriss would then scratch at her face some, rising up and would dodge Jazz's attempted spear, tossing her to the corner as she would hit along her back, placing her upon the top rope, hitting a neckbreaker from the middle rope, down upon the mat.
Vampriss rose up with a smirk, sweeping Nattie down upon her back and would stomp on her head, turning around and would ram a boot over Victoria's head, knocking her to the floor as she rose her hand up as the victor of the match. She would take her time, watching Molly rise to her feet and would strike her first though Molly came alive, fighting her back and would tackle her to the corner, literally slugging her over the face with some wild haymakers, tossing her hard from the corner to the ropes and connected with bodysplash covering for two. Molly rose up, checking her nose again and would hit Vampriss with a pile driver, turning her attention to Jazz as she would lock up but was slammed hard upon the mat, picked up by the hair and literally long darted out of the ring to the floor. Jazz was back in the game until she met the gaze of Victoria whom dared her strike first, in which she did.
Jazz tried the power game though Victoria was too smart for that, tripping her up with a drop toe hold and a strong hit toss, bouncing off of the ropes and kicked her to the corner with a dropkick, finishing her off with a superplex but then rose up, twitching some and would head back to the top rope, leaping for a moonsault though Nattie was able to catch her and quickly turned it into a rolling powerslam, going for the cover when Vampriss grabbed her by the hair, tossing her through the ropes and went for the cover herself, only getting a two.
Vampriss rose up as Molly leap from the rope, dropping her with a leap frop DDT, crashing down hard upon the mat. Holly rose to her feet, taking a hard spear from Jazz whom covered her for three. Jazz rose up, getting in position as she would grab Nattie whom pulled herself back into the ring, slamming her down with a dominator and backed away then ran like wild fire, hitting her with the spear but Nattie held on, countering with a front face lock and wrapped the legs.
Jazz would struggle though Nattie held on tightly as Jazz was forced to tap out, Jazz was eliminated. Nattie rose to her feet, only down to three now as she locked eyes with Victoria. They would exchange words but then turned their heads, looking over to Vampriss and had an idea. Nattie went after her first but Victoria quickly turned her around, going for the Widow's Peak but Nattie blocked it, sliding out. Nattie went for a clothesline but Victoria would duck however Vampriss went for the Axe Guillotine Driver but Nattie fought out again, bouncing off of the rope and went for another clothesline to which Vampriss ducked. Nattie would miss Victoria, keeping up the momentum but was countered by both girls with a double capture slam. Vampriss and Victoria then charged at her though Nattie would then counter with a double back bodydrop, keeping the momentum on her side, picking up Victoria and would drop her with a spine buster then grabbed the legs, locking her in the Sharpshooter when Vampriss kicked her hard in the jaw, knocking her out.
Vampriss was quick, covering her for one, two, no Nattie broke free as Vampriss screamed out, pulling her to her feet, trying to pick her up though Nattie fought out, backbody dropping her over but was then grabbed by Victoria whom went for the Widow's Peak. Nattie would break out once again, tossing her to the floor below.
Nattie then went after Vampriss, literally punching the hell out of her and tossed her around the ring like a ragged doll, dropping her down with a samoan drop and was ready to end the game for Vampriss when Victoria grabbed her from behind from the apron. Nattie would fight out of it as both girls would start to punch, the ref having to get involved as Nattie swung hard, hitting Victoria off of the apron though the ref was jabbed in the eye, dropping for a moment. Nattie would turn around as Vampriss went for a kick but she was caught and slammed hard against the ropes, watching her whip back as Nattie dropped her with a release german suplex. By this point, it was time to end it though Victoria slid into the ring, quickly grabbing Nattie and attempt the Widow's Peak again but she fought out, dropping her upon Vampriss as both girls would roll off, Nattie ready to end this match, going for a big splash on Vampriss but she quickly grabbed the ref, pulling him inside as Nattie would splash both of them, the ref falling flat though Nattie didn't care, dropping Vampriss with a gorilla press and looked ready to try a tackle a la Jim Neidhart.
Nattie was poised and ready, running hard at Vampriss when she was kicked hard in the face by....Steven Richards whom saved Vampriss just in the nick of time. Nattie was out cold as Stevie would smirk, sliding out of the ring as Vampriss rose her hand up in victory, climbing the top rope and hit a legdrop from the top, covering Nattie for three.
Vampriss would laugh as the ref would slowly start to push her out of the ring as Vampriss would turn around but forgot about Victoria whom placed her up for the Widow's Peak. Richard's quickly entered the ring, trying for the Stevie Kick though Victoria would let go and hit Richard's with a low blow, watchign him roll to the floor. Vampriss would swing hard with her foot though Victoria would counter it right into the Widow's Peak covering for one....two....three!
"Ladies and gentlemen the winner and NEW NWA Women's Champion...Victoria!"
The fans went crazy as Vampriss came so close to winning but Victoria was smart enough to know her games and avoided failure as she rose her newly crowned title up as she would roll out of the ring as Vampriss looked on in rage, literally screaming in anger as Victoria held the belt up at the ramp to the back of the stage. In the back however, camera's caught up with Evan Bourne whom was doing some hindu squats preparing for his big match when Stephanie McMahon would walk into his locker room with a pleasing grin on her face, Bourne was skeptical of course.
"Well Evan Bourne, the underdog of the main event tonight, you have the most to prove to these people though for a long while I have had my eye on your. Face it, between the other two, you have the longest title reign over my former employee John Cena, that in itself is impressive. Tonight I will be watching at ringside Bourne, I just hope that the decision you make is one you can live with."
With that, Steph left the locker room as Bourne would go back to his work out without a word.
Justin Roberts would get into the middle of the ring to announce the next match: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA World Tag Team Championship!
Justin Roberts would get into the middle of the ring to announce the next match: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NWA World Tag Team Championship!"
(Play Priceless)
(Play DDP/Perfect)
All four men would stare across the ring at each other as they came together in the middle of the ring, Perfect chewing his gum arrogantly, as Cody and Ted would approach them and relinquish the title belts to the referee. Mr. Perfect threw his towel across the shoulder of DiBiase, and Ted looked at it with disgust, throwing it down and stomping upon it. He grabbed one of the title belts and raised it high above his head, spitting at Mr. Perfect. Perfect then grabbed the title belt, took out his gum, and placed it on the title belt. DiBiase looked shocked at that, as Perfect blasted Ted over the head with the belt and the bell would finally ring.
Cody and DDP would slug it out, DDP getting the better of the two, as on the other side, Perfect hammered away at Ted, rocking him to the corner. DDP and Perfect flung Priceless toward one another as they crashed into each other in the center of the ring. Pulling themselves up, Priceless looked beaten already as DDP and Perfect clotheslined them over the top rope, to the outside, as the crowd roared approvingly.
"Now how the hell can you condone that, Grisham?! Perfect hit him with the belt!"
"The bell never rang, Jess, the match hadn't officially started yet."
"Oh yeah, don't give me that bullshit, Grish! You're as bad and impartial as Monsoon!"
Priceless got back to their feets and were greeted by Perfect and DDP, as DDP clotheslined Cody over the security barricade, into the stands. Perfect grabbed Ted and launched him back first into the steel stairs, showing them that they meant business, and that they were going to take their titles. The ref flew to the outside, trying to maintain order, as DDP pushed him away. With the referee's back turned, Rhodes blasted DDP over the head with a chair that he took from the crowd, leveling DDP, dropping the chair before the ref turned around. Perfect would lunge at Cody but Cody ducked, getting back into the ringside area and hit a dropkick into Perfect's face. Cody helped Ted to his feet and rolled him into the ring, joining him as the referee would start the count.
"Ha ha! You see what happens, Grish? You try to cheat with the best, and it bites you on the ass!"
"What about you, Jesse? Win if you can, lose if you must, but always cheat?"
"The difference there Grish is that I'm the best! No one cheats against me, because I always cheated better!"
The ref got to a count of seven before Perfect rolled into the ring, as DDP got back to his feet, and into his corner. Cody sent Ted back to his corner so he could recover from the stairs, and stomped on Perfect. Cody walked around the ring, agitating the crowd until Perfect got back to his feet and slapped the taste out of his mouth. Cody locked in a headlock but was pushed off to the ropes. Perfect dropped down and Cody jumped over him, and on the rebound, Cody went for a clothesline. Perfect ducked that and when Cody turned around, he slapped him again! Perfect would smile arrogantly, knowing he had Cody in his hands as Cody would turn around and go to slap Perfect, but missed. Perfect went for another slap but Cody ducked, not knowing that Perfect faked him out. When Cody rose, Perfect slapped him in the face again, humiliating Cody! Rhodes went back to his corner, frustrated, as Ted tried to calm him down, tagging in.
DiBiase, being the smarter of the two, locked up with Perfect and dragged him down with an arm drag, locking in an armbar. He repeatedly crashed his knee into Perfect's shoulder, wearing him down. Perfect rose to his feet and pushed Ted off, whipping him to the ropes. Perfect attempted a clothesline, but Ted held onto the rope, staying on the other side. Perfect charged at him, and Ted ducked, attempting a backdrop, but Perfect hit the brakes and kicked Ted straight in the face, knocking him clear over the top rope, down to the floor!
"Looks like Priceless is being outsmarted, Jess!"
"Yeah, but DDP and Perfect have to beat the champions! The champions don't have to beat DDP and Perfect."
Cody rushed over to Ted, who was visibly frustrated, shoving Cody back angrily, screaming at him that "Nothing's working!" Ted climbed back into the ring as Perfect conversed with DDP, laughing a little bit as DDP would tag in. Ted charged at DDP and was felled with a drop toe hold, and DDP slapped him in the back of the head, insulting him a little. Ted rose up, furious, as DDP incited the crowd by doing his signature Self High Five. DDP flashed the Diamond sign in front of Cody who entered the ring, bringing the ref over to him. Perfect then inched his way over near Ted, who was ready to bounce off the ropes, but as he ran backward, Perfect pulled the rope down, flinging Ted out of the ring!
DDP high fived Perfect and followed DiBiase out who poked him in the eye, finally getting some offense in. Ted bashed DDP's head into the ring apron before sliding him into the ring. Ted again spit in Perfect's direction, but Perfect, being the veteran, stayed where he was. DiBiase turned to DDP and dropped fists on his head, keeping him down, going for the cover, but getting only a one. DiBiase, not to be deterred, locked in a headlock upon the mat, wrenching hard on it, as he inched his way over to Cody, as Cody bent over the rope, tagging DiBiase's shoulder, tagging himself in. Cody ascended the ropes and crashed hard on DDP's back, as Ted broke the hold and left the ring. Rhodes continued the assault on DDP's back, driving knees and elbows into the lower back area time and time again, wearing Page down. He picked Page up and delivered a short-arm clothesline, knocking him down, covering for 1... 2... no, DDP kicked out, having more fight left in him.
Rhodes picked DDP up and tagged in DiBiase again, as Cody held DDP, making him a sitting duck. Ted climbed the ropes and leapt off for a double ax, nailing Page in the head, and covered for 1...2... kickout! Ted and Cody smiled at each other, knowing the match was theirs at the moment, as DiBiase picked Page up and chopped him in the corner. The ref pulled Ted off and pushed him back, allowing Cody to take off the tag rope and choke DDP! Perfect ran in to break it up, but the referee pushed him back, allowing Ted and Rhodes to double team DDP. Rhodes tossed the rope to DiBiase, who continued to choke Page, and when the referee turned, DiBiase tossed the rope back to Rhodes, who concealed it away, tagging back in. Priceless then irish whipped DDP into the ropes, Ted hitting a drop toe hold as Cody bulldogged DDP down to the canvas at the same time. Rhodes covered for 1...2... Perfect would break the hold and nearly slap the ref in the face as he was pushed back to the corner, becoming rather frustrated.
"It appears that the champions have found a way to neutralize the experience of the challengers, Jess."
"They're the champs for a reason, Todd, they're not stupid. DiBiase is a thinking man's wrestler, and Cody's got plenty of talent himself."
Rhodes and DiBiase had DDP trapped in their corner, dictating the match as Ted went to the outside and grabbed Perfect's towel. He tossed it to Cody, who flung it up behind his back and went to catch it, but missed, mocking Perfect. Ted then climbed the top rope and flashed the Diamond sign, pissing the crowd off. DDP rose up in the corner as Rhodes closed in. He whipped Page to the opposite corner, but Page was able to pull away as Rhodes charged into the turnbuckles. DDP punched at Cody's head a few times, gaining momentum, running off the ropes and hit a massive clothesline, knocking Rhodes down! He went for another one, and hit it hard. He hit the ropes for one more, but DiBiase stuck his foot out, kicking DDP in the back. DDP punched Ted hard in the face, knocking him down, but Rhodes was right there, knocking DDP back down, bringing the momentum back to their side.
Ted tagged back in, as the crowd started to rumble, trying to get DDP back into the match. Cody held DDP again, and Ted leapt off for another double ax off the top, but DDP ducked, and Ted blasted Cody in the head! DDP spun around and nailed a discussion punch on DiBiase, knocking him down. DDP would hit the ground as well, being beaten down in the corner as he would crawl to his corner, reaching for Perfect. DiBiase would stop him dead in his tracks with an elbow to the back of the head, and a slap to Perfect's face, Perfect's face turning red with anger, wanting VERY badly to be in there and rip Ted's head off. Ted applied a sleeperhold to DDP, but not for very long, as DDP elbowed him several times to break it. He then headbutted DiBiase, reeling him. DDP would mount a flurry of offense as he whipped DiBiase to the ropes and back body dropped him down hard on the mat. Cody came in to help but was hip tossed for his efforts, landing hard on the mat. He rose up in front of Perfect, who walloped him with a stiff right to the face, as DDP back suplexed Cody down, his opportunity to tag in finally arriving. He crawled over to Perfect... inches away from the tag.... as Perfect was pulled off the apron by DiBiase, not wanting Perfect in the match! Perfect blocked a right hand from Ted, knocking him down, as Cody came around from the other side. Ted slid back into the ring as Perfect launched Cody over the barricade into the crowd again. By the time he got back to the apron, DDP was already pulled to the center of the ring, too far away to make the tag.
The crowd started to boo, nearly starting to riot, because DDP was so close to the tag. Ted walked around and mocked Perfect and DDP, as Perfect got an idea. He threw Cody into the ring on the opposite side, bringing the ref over, telling Cody to get back to his corner. With the referee's back turned, Perfect turned Ted right around and kicked him square in the balls.
"Now what the hell do you call that, Grish??"
"Retribution, Jess!"
The referee turned around and started a double count, as DDP and Ted crawled over to their respective corners, Ted crawling slowly in pain, as DDP inched his way to his corner. DiBiase would make the tag and Cody wind sprinted to the other side.... but not in time as DDP made the tag! The roof exploded as Mr. Perfect was tagged into the match, coming at Cody with fists of fire, blasting Cody across the head time and time again! Perfect whipped Cody to the corner and back dropped him as he came out of it. Cody sat up, as Perfect leapt over him, snapping his neck down to the canvas. Perfect went for the cover, 1...2... kickout, Cody still had some fight left in him. Perfect picked Rhodes up and set him up for the Perfect-Plex, but Ted grabbed a hold of his foot, breaking it. Rhodes grabbed Perfect from behind and went for CrossRhodes, but Perfect poked him in the eye to break it, the referee admonishing him. DDP charged from out of nowhere, blasting Ted out of the ring, and returning to his corner. With the referee's back turned, Rhodes grabbed Perfect by the hair and was able to get control of him, locking in a headlock, trying to stop Perfect's momentum. Perfect shot him into the corner and charged, but Cody countered with an elbow. Rhodes ascended the top rope and leapt with a moonsault, nailing Perfect, covering for 1...2...NO! Perfect was able to shoot his shoulder off the mat!
Cody couldn't believe it as he continued to stomp on Perfect, wearing him down. He picked Perfect up and slapped him in the face, which only enraged Perfect. Perfect then chopped Cody down hard to the mat, twice, three times, and launched Cody into the corner again. He charged in and Cody lifted a boot, but Perfect ducked and slid out of the ring, grabbing a hold of Cody's legs. He pulled Cody down to the mat, as the referee told Perfect not to do it. DiBiase would stop Perfect in his tracks, knocking him down. DDP came over and knocked Ted away, and turned to Cody's legs. He grabbed Cody and pulled him into the post crotch-first, as the crowd cheered wildly!
Cody crawled out to the center of the ring, writhing in pain, as Perfect came back into the ring, this time setting up for the Perfect-Plex. He hooked Cody up and launched him up, hitting it dead-center in the ring, 1...2... NO! DiBiase came in and broke up the pinfall attempt! Perfect rose to his feet quickly as DiBiase went for a clothesline, but Perfect sidestepped him and launched him over the top rope. He then picked Cody up and laughed, knowing this was the end. He placed Cody up on the top rope as the fans would begin to stand. Perfect set Cody up for a Super Perfect-Plex, hooking the leg and leapt off the rope, nailing it and HOLDING it, 1...2... NO! Ted DiBiase came in at the last second and broke the count, the crowd booing in unison! DDP came in to stop Ted, but the referee pushed him back, allowing DiBiase to hit DreamStreet on Perfect, sliding out of the ring quickly.
The crowd was rumbling, Perfect and Cody both crawling to their corners as they both tagged in their partners. DDP and DiBiase met in the center of the ring, trading right hands back and forth, with DDP getting the upper hand. He whipped Ted into the ropes and picked him up, nailing a tilt-a-whirl gutbuster hard on Ted, pointing to the crowd as they cheered wildly. He covered Ted for 1...2... Ted's foot found the bottom rope, as DDP thought he had won it. He picked Ted up and hit a vertical suplex hard on the mat for another two. Page picked Ted up but once again got a thumb in the eye for his efforts. DDP was tossed into the ropes and Cody blasted him in the back, but was nailed hard for his efforts. DDP turned around and saw Ted coming as he leapt and hit the turnbuckles, turning right into a Diamond Cutter! DDP would cover for 1...2... Cody pulled DDP off of Ted from the outside, breaking up the count! Mr. Perfect came around and scuffled with Cody, trading right hands back and forth, as both men slugged it out. Perfect grabbed Cody by the head and went to ram him into the steel post, but Cody blocked it and hit a russian legsweep on the floor, taking both men down.
DDP looked outside at the commotion, as the ref was trying to maintain order. He turned around and ducked a clothesline from DiBiase, and went for another Diamond Cutter. Ted however was able to grab one of Page's arms and wrap it around his neck, bringing his own arm through, sinching in the Million Dollar Dream! He lifted DDP up and drove him down hard, hitting DreamStreet right in the middle of the ring! Ted was exhausted, as he rolled over DDP, hooking the leg... 1...2...3.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your winners, and STILL NWA World Tag Team Champions... Ted DiBiase, and Cody Rhodes!"
"Jess, Priceless just dodged one hell of a bullet! DDP and Perfect had their number!"
"Yeah, but at the end of the day, like co-General Manager BM says: Team Priceless walks out as the NWA World Tag Team Champions, whether they get their asses kicked or not!"
"I don't think that Priceless will ever want to face these two again."
Ted DiBiase rolled out of the ring, and was handed the title belt, as Cody joined him, being given his. The referee raised their hands, officially declaring them the winners as they slowly walked up the ramp, looking at DDP and Perfect, perhaps meeting their match, knowing that they were in a war, yet still emerged victorious.
[Play out]
Morrison took no time in stealing the spotlight there, smirking as he would pose at the ramp and made his way down, rolling into the ring, tossing his shades and robe aside as Rude would do the same, going nose to nose with Morrison just smirking at him. Each of them would take a moment to pose for the crowd, Morrision probably getting more of them as they would lock up, rolling around the ropes some until he tossed Rude to the ropes, ducking for a backbody drop though Rude grabbed his hair, whipping him back with a slam. Rude would pose for a moment as Morrision rose up, locking up with him and pushed him to the corner, striking with his legs.
Rude broke free with a sucker punch to the face, striking at Morrison and tossed him to the ropes, dropping him down with a backbody drop followed up with a drop kick and an armdrag, locking in the armbreaker. Morrison would use his legs to flail out and work his way up, breaking free though Rude was crafty, taking him down with a drop toe hold, locking in a headlock. Morrision would fight out of it, tossing Rude to the ropes and dropped him with a corkscrew elbow, a roundhouse right across the head, knocking him loopy then clotheslined him out of th ering.
Morrision would pose for a moment, smirking as he would then leap over the ropes with a corkscrew plauncha, crashing down below upon Rude. Morrision would then toss him into the ring, standing upon the apron and would take him down with a springboard clothesline, keeping up the heavy offense then climbed the top rope, dropping Rude with a missile dropkick then followed up with a swinging neck breaker then a bulldog, bouncing off of the rope and hit a running moonsault for two.
Morrison rose up though Rude hit him in the jaw then dropped him with a leglace takedown, dropping the elbow several times upon the leg, locking in a leg lock. Morrison got to the rope though Rude kept upon him, punching him in the corner and worked at his ribs, dropping him with a few well placed slams then a piledriver, climbing the top rope and dropped Morrison with a double axe, standing over him and would swirl his hips in his signature pose. Morrison took exeption to that, pulling the tights for a quick pin for two.
Both men rose up as Rude went for a clothesline though Morrision countered with a kick to the back of the head then a hurricanrana for two. Though he kept the momentum going, dropping Rude with running elbows and took him down with a spinning headscissor armbar takedown, locking it in. Rude would kick a bit, slowly working his way to his feet and tossed Morrison off, trying for a knee though Morrison quickly countered it into a standing oklahoma roll for two.
Both men rise again with Morrison on the offensive, knocking Rude out of the ring to the apron with a dropkick. Rude held on, standing on the apron as Morrison tried to suplex him in but it was blocked as Rude then went to suplex him to the outside as Morrison quickly countered it into a sunset flip powerbomb to the floor. Rude held his back in pain as Morrison stole a kiss from a fan, and a water as well, dousing himself and charged at Rude whom flapjacked him into the stairs.
Rude rose up first, rolling him into the ring and would lay in the punishment, stomping away at him, working at his legs by ramming his knee against the mat several times. Rude would continue laying it into Morrison, tossing him around the ring and dropping him with hard old school slams, eventually placing him in a clutch. Morrison tried to fight though Rude would keep sitting on his back, knocking him down. Morrison had enough after a few minutes, rising up and held Rude upon his back, ramming him into the corner and turned around, punching him over the head and mounted the rope, rolling his hips in his face and would start to punch at him, dropping down and dropped Rude with an ally oop then a springboard kick across the back of the head covering for two.
Morrison rose up, favoring his leg and Rude took advantage with an uppercut to the knee, dropping him with a trip and worked at that knee, dropping elbows and knee smashes against it, keeping Morrison grounded. Rude would pull him up, tossing him to the rope and watched him hobble, hitting a knee to the midsection then dropped him with a bulldog, pulling him up by the hair and rammed him headfirst into the turnbuckle. Rude slowly placed him on top, trying for a back suplex though Morrison elbowed his way out, dropping Rude and steadied himself, trying for Starship Pain but crashed and burned.
Rude was fast taking him down with a swinging neck breaker then a figure four. Morrison struggled to get out but Rude had it locked in tight, yelling at him to give up but Morrison was able to reverse it as they rolled to the ropes for the break. Both of them rose slow with Rude kicking at the leg again, knocking Morrison to the corner and started to slug at him with heavy haymakers until Morrison blocked, starting to fight back. Morrison got a ful head of steam, ducking a punch and dropped Rude with an atomic drop then a german suplex then even a monkey flip, tossing Rude around the ring finishing him with backbody drop out of the ring.
Morrison climbed the top rope and dove with a bodysplash upon Rude, not wasting time and tossed him back into the ring, climbing the apron and leapt for a diving shoulder block though Rude dodged, chop blocking the knee and dropped Morrison with a running knee to the face covering for two. Rude would rise up, calling Morrison to his feet and went for the Rude Awakening though Morrison fought out, ducking a clothesline and countered quickly into a float over DDT as Heenan was yelling at Rude to get up.
Morrison staggered up, holding his leg as he would poise himself, going for the Moonlight Drive but Rude blocked, pushing him off, taking spinning inside kick to the jaw then a caperio kick to face, dropping Rude with a stomach breaker, poising himself ready again as he would try for the Moonlight Drive and connected, covering for two!
Morrison couldn't believe that one but rose to his feet, readying himself and went for the Chuck Kick though Rude would duck, watching him bounce and roll, waiting for the right moment and went for the Rude Awakening again though Morrison battled out, sliding free and would hit the rope, trying for the Chuck Kick again though Rude caught the leg and tripped him down hitting a half jackknife pin for one, two...three.
Rude would slide out of the ring, smirking as he outsmarted the younger, wily John Morrison as he would make his way up the ramp, Morrison looking on in defeat, angry at himself for screwing that up as Rude smirked, heading through the curtain, blowing a kiss to him to add insult to injury. In the back, CM Punk was lacing up his boots and stretching a bit when he was interrupted by Kevin Kelly wanting to ask about his pre match strategy.
"Strategy, well to be fair, with both of them it's going to be tough, especially since it's three different styles. You know, I'm going to just take my time and let the two aerial acrobats do their thing and I'll pick them off when I get the first chance because tonight, I will fulfill my legacy and be NWA's first double-"
Stephanie McMahon woudl then walk in, smirking at him as she would look along him then his U.S. Title.
"I just wanted to wish you luck tonight on your match Punk and that I'll be ringside watching for my next prospect."
"Prospect, you actually think I'm interested in you being my backup after what you did last year to me at this event? You know if I didn't know any better Steph I'd say you had something planned to screw me out of this match again because I beat your precious John Cena last year."
"You know Punk, you really need to watch your tone, besides, who said I was even interested in you. Besides, you lost your match at The Bash last year....he...won his."
She would walk off as Punk would growl a bit, knowing whom she was referring to. The bell would sound for the next match.
[Play out]
The Horsemen were in tow and ready for a fight as the crowd would woo along with Flair as they stood tall in the ring with Planet Jarrett lined up with them staring back. The ref knew what was going to happen but the Horsemen struck first staring a melee of fists and kicks. Within moments it turned into chaos as each member was pushed to the corner as the Horsemen would toss them from the corner, watching all four of them smack into each other as one by one they were tossed from the ring, leaving Flair and Jarrett alone. Flair was going crazy with hard knife edge chops along the chest, taking Jarrett down with a chopblock to the knee then biting across his head as the ref pulled him off.
Flair would go back at him but was lowbridged to the floor as Jarrett rose up, watching Kidman sneak in a diving clothesline, taking Flair out but Benoit went after him, evening the sides out as Jarrett watched Flair roll back into the ring. Jarrett would strike hard, stomping at him and tossed him to the ropes, connecting with a backbody drop then worked at the back and the knee, tagging Kidman in to finish the job as they would double team him to the ropes, dropping him with a double backbody drop.
Kidman would smirk, kicking hard along Flair's body, dropping him with a scoop slam then leapt from the top rope with a body splash covering for two. Kidman rose up and bounced off of the ropes, dropping him with a flying elbow then a dropkick, sweeping the leg of Flair dropped a few knees across the throat, covering again for two. Kidman rose up, driving his knees across his head and tagged in Haas as they tossed Flair to the rope, taking him down with a double clothesline and Haas locked in a quick leg lock, working on Flair. Haas would smirk at him though Benoit would break the hold with a flying headbutt across Haas's head. The ref pushed him back to the corner but Flair was able to slide out of the hold, crawling over and would tag in Malenko whom slid inside, taking Haas to a wrestling school with suplexes and arm drags literally making his head spin.
Malenko locked in a german suplex for two then a back suplex for two, pushing Haas to the corner and began to ram his elbow and knee again him, climbing the middle rope and started to punch him over the head. Haas would block, tossing Dean from the corner and charged in though Malenko dropped him with a standing monkey flip then a hard clothesline out of the ring. Malenko would then so a plauncha out of the ring crashing below, punching at Haas' head then tossed him chest first into the steel stairs before tossing him back into the ring. Haas would counter strike with a running dropkick to the knee when Malenko tried to get back in. Haas kept on the offensive by keeping Malenko down with armbars and headlocks, proving his wrestling game as he pulled him to his feet, tossing him to the ropes and dropped him with a spinning backbreaker then a wristlock, keeping him down as he would ram the knee against the back, pulling him up and rammed him shoulder first into the turnbuckle and covered with a schoolboy for two.
Haas rose with a grin, bouncing off of the rope for a wheel kick however Malenko would duck, quickly tripping Haas up and would lock in the Texas Cloverleaf, turning him over. Haas was trapped as Malenko held on tightly but was booted off from McIntyre's foot whom slowly backed away, giving Haas time to recover. Haas was the first to his feet as he would tag in Drew whom came in like a ball of fire, stomping and kicking at Malenko, tossing him hard to the ropes and rammed his shoulders into him, blasting him with heavy forearms. Drew pulled back with a short arm clothesline then a few elbows, seeing red to say the least as he pulled him to his feet and tossed him to the ropes, dropping him with a flapjack for two.
Drew would continue to punish him, locking him in a hammerlock clutch as Malenko was grounded as Flair would will him on to break out. Malenko started to see an opening though Drew used his weight to knock him down, pulling off and would run up to the Horsemen, slapping Arn over the face forcing him into the ring. The ref would start to push him back as Drew and Kidman would quickly start to work on Malenko, hitting him with a double backbody drop then a double powerbomb, covering for two.
Drew yelled out in a rage, pulling him to his feet and went for the future shock though Malenko quickly turned it into am armbar, wrenching on the arm. Drew tried to fight out as Kidman came in for the save though Malenko broke the hold, dropping him down for a Clover Leaf when Haas came in with a wheel kick, hitting Drew on accident when Malenko ducked. Malenko would then dropkick him out of the ring, avoiding Drew's big boot as Malenko would tag in Arn. Anderson slowly came into the ring as he and Drew met in the center of the ring, locking eyes. Arn answered with a hard slap to the face, ducking a clothesline and dropped him with a neck breaker, a bodyslam, a hard elbow to the face then backbody dropped to the floor, crashing on Haas below. Benoit and Flair did damage control on the floor, tossing Drew back into the ring as he walked right into a heavy spine buster, covering for two when Jarrett broke it up.
Arn rose up, pulling Drew up and punched him square in the face, pushing him to the corner and would serve him some stiff haymakers, the last shot connecting across the mouth, busting him open. Arn pulled him from the corner, picking him up and would powerbomb him across the turnbuckle, dropping a few knees over the back of his head and finished him with a piledriver, covering for two when Kidman broke it up.
Arn didn't care, pulling Drew to his feet though he started to fight back, the blood igniting something as he would punch and kick Arn to the ropes, tossing him hard and dropped him with a high knee then a flurry of elbows, finishing with a falling knee across the throat, covering for two. Drew was enraged as he pulled him to his feet, pushing him to the corner and would have him straddle the top attemping a superplex when Arn blocked, tossing him from the rope and dropped him with a flying shoulder tackle, pulling Drew up and placed him in a gorilla press position, literally tossing him at Planet Jarrett as they caught him and fell to the floor.
Drew was tossed back into the ring where Arn picked him up and slammed him down with another spinebuster covering for two as Drew barely kicked out. Arn pulled him to his feet by the hair though Drew countered with a quick gouge to the eye, tagging in Jarrett whom came in, choking Arn to the corner and started to slug him over the head. Jarrett climbed the middle rope though Arn countered with an inverted atomic drop then ran from corner to corner bashing Jarrett's head into the turnbuckles, knocking him down with a slam as Flair went crazy wanting a tag in. Arn would slowly walk over, tagging in Flair whom went nuts on Jarrett, punching and biting at him, knife edge chopping him to the corner and bit him again.
Flair would drop him with a chopblock to the knee then a bulldog to the mat, bashing his head into the canvas until pulling away, catching Jarrett with a suplex then a backbreaker, ready to end this game as he would sweep Jarrett down and went for the figure four leg lock though Jarrett kicked him towards his corner. Flair was quick and would strike Kidman and Haas over the head, turning around and ducked Jarrett's clothesline, covering with a school boy for two but then dropped him again, this time locking in the figure four square in the middle of the ring.
Flair had it locked in tight as Jarrett was trying to break free, the ref asking if he wanted to give up then was struck from behind with a steel chair by McIntyre, knocking him down as Drew then rose the chair to strike at Flair when Benoit held on, climbing into the ring and would enter a fisticuffs bout with him to the floor. Flair would yelling out as Kidman saulted from the rope, smashing Flair's leg and breaking the hold but had to answer to Malenko whom tackled him down, rolling to the floor. Flair held his leg as Jarrett was able to chopblock him down to a knee, stomping at the knee and tried to work on it, calling in Haas whom entered the ring, tossing Flair to the ropes, trying for a double clothesline though Flair would duck and he and Arn would counter with a double clothesline of their own. Arn would pick up the chair, blasting Haas over the head out of the ring and went after him to join the fray on the outside as Flair would smirk, rushing at Jarrett though was blinded in the face with some powder as Jarrett took him down with a clothesline.
Now he was on top of the world, dropping some heavy fists and bashed his head into the turnbuckle once pulling him up, placing him upon the top rope and would drop Flair with a suplex, crashing down though the ref was still out from the chair shot. Jarrett then slid over to his corner, grabbing his guitar and woudl call Flair to his feet, wanting to end this war once and forall, watching Flair rise to his knees and rose it up to smash it over his head when Arn got behind him, pulling the guitar out of his hand and blasted Jarrett over the skull, knocking him down flat.
Jarrett held upon his head, moving to the corner as Arn would roll out of the ring, pulling out a tire iron and rolled back inside, cornering Jarrett as he pulled himself up, holding his hands out for mercy. Arn didn't take too lightly to that and would pounce on him, hitting him three times over the head, twice over the back and once in the knee with the tireiron, hearing a loud roar from the crowd, wanting more. Arn then pulled Jarrett up and dropped him with a spine buster, watching him crawl over to the corner in pain, holding his hand up as Arn was out for blood it seemed. Jarrett rose up, holding his knee and was ready to give up as Arn held his head up with the end of the iron, pulling back for the finishing blow and would blast...Flair over the head with it.
The crowd was in shock at what just happened as Arn stood over the body of Ric Flair then dropped down, pulling him up by the hair and would hit him with an Arn Anderson Spine Buster right in the middle of the ring. He would then look over to Jarrett who's feared eyes turned into a smirk as he would walk over to Flair and covered him, just in time for the ref to come to as he counted one....two....three.
The fans were irate and Malenko and Benoit upon finding out would rush to the ring though Arn was too strong for them, using the weapon to strike them down as Planet Jarrett had won the Faction Warfare, leaving the ring slowly and reforming at the top of the stage. The fans were literally tossing stuff their direction, one fan nearly leaping over the barricade though security held him back as Planet Jarrett would head to the back, pulling the wool over their eyes and leaving the Horsemen in shambles.
Cameras tried to catch up to Anderson but he wasn't giving any interviews at all to anyone though the real question was, where Sting was the entire time and why he didn't help out his fellow Horsemen since no one had seen him or Kane all day long. The announcers had to stall for a little bit of time as the ring debris was cleared and the bell sounded for the next match.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this contest scheduled for one fall is our Semi Main Event for the evening."
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Kane and Sting would stand in the middle of the ring, staring each other down, neither side backing down as the buzz was now around this match as Kane would strike first. Sting would dodge and started to slug at Kane, dodging his strikes each time. Sting would kick to the knee and bounced off of the rope, hitting Kane with two bit elbows then attacked with heavy back elbows, eventually clothesling him out of the ring. Kane landed upon his feet as Sting watched him slowly re enter the ring as they went nose to nose again.
Kane would strike first and again Sting would avoid and counter strike, knocking Kane to the corner and would stomp and punch away, keeping the big monster at bay as he pulled back, ducking a big boot then dropkicked him to the rope, rushing at him with a flying cross body as both men went over the top to the floor. Kane sat up as Sting rose, dropkicking the back of his head, rising up and would wait, charging at Kane again but was sent into the post. Kane rushes with a big boot though Sting would avoid it as Kane crotched the post, yelling out as Sting backed up and hit a Stinger Splash upon him, waiting for Kane to pull away and dropkicked his leg into the steel stairs.
It appeared to be strategy as Sting backed away, climbing on the apron and would do a suicide dive upon Kane as they would crash over the steel stairs. Sting was the first up, rolling into the ring as Kane would follow suit, though took hard shots to the knee as Sting kept on him. Sting bounced off of the ropes after being pushed, rushing in though was backbody dropped over the rope. Sting held on, landing on the apron and would guillotine Kane over the rope, climbing the top rope and hit a missile dropkick but Kane wouldn't drop.
Sting bounced off of the rope again with a cross body though Kane held on and slammed him with a pump handle slam. The tides were turned as Kane would toss Sting hard to the corner, choking him out and kicking along his body, placing him on the top and tossed him with ease, dropping him down with a heavy clothesline, finishing him with a leg drop for two.
Fixing his glove he would pull Sting up by the hair, bashing his head a few times into the turnbuckle, choking him with his boot then pulled him out, picking him up and dropped him throat first upon the rope, watching him snap back. Sting held his throat in pain while Kane circled him, pulling him up and would raise him in a choke hold, trying to choke him out as Sting would flail some. The ref would start a count though Kane pushed Sting to a corner, rushing at him and hit two bit clotheslines, tossing him off and would slowly climb the top, poising up and jumped, dropping Sting with a flying clothesline, covering for two.
Kane would go back to choking Sting a bit, hearing the ref as he let go and stared at him though it gave Sting a chance to punch back, getting to a vertical base and bounce off of the rope, getting behind Kane and would lock in a sleeper. Kane fought back by flipping Sting over him though Sting countered with a mach stunner, causing Kane to be on spaghetti legs. Sting had a chance as he would dropkick to the knee again, going for a DDT but Kane pushed him off. Sting rushed again taking a boot to the face as Kane grabbed him by the throat, pulling him up and rose him up for a chokeslam though Sting slid out, quickly trying the Scorpion Death Drop but Kane blocked.
Both men stood trying to out punch each other as Sting would duck a haymaker, saying 'the hell with it' and picked Kane up, slamming him to the mat. Kane sat up taking a flying elbow from Sting as he was wobbly once again and pushed to the corner as Sting ran for a Stinger Splsh. Kane would dodge though Sting held onto the rope, trying a cross body as Kane held on, attempting a Black Hole Slam though Sting countered with a DDT, covering Kane for two.
Sting rose to his feet, waiting patiently as Kane sat up, fixing his glove again and Sting punched him to the corner, standing upon the middle rope and started punching at his head until Kane grabbed him by the hips for a powerbomb but instead dropped Sting face first upon the steel post as he fell to the floor. Kane would go after him, pulling him up to his feet and rammed him into the barricade then the steel stairs as Sting was busted open, Kane, rubbing his head into the stairs like a cheese grater, tossing him into the ring and following. Sting was in a world of hurt as Kane would drop a few heavy elbows over the back of his head and neck, pulling him to his feet and would drop him with a brainbuster, covering barely for two.
Kane pulled to his feet, pulling Sting up by the throat and tossed him to the rope, tossing him up in the air and caught him with a bearhug, squeezing the life out of Sting and turned it into torture rack, finshing Sting by literally tossing his body off of him and kicking him down with a big boot. Sting crawled over to the rope, blood dripping from his forehead as he used the ropes to pull himself up as Kane grabbed him from behind with a reverse suplex, however held him up, letting all the blood rush then fall back, Sting hitting face first leaving a stamp upon the mat.
The ref kept checking if Sting was fit to compete but Kane pushed him aside, pulling Sting to his feet and tossed him to the ropes, picking him up by the throat and slammed him down hard upon his back, covering again only for two. Kane got to his feet and pulled Sting up with him, bashing his head into the turnbuckle, placing him on top and went for a superplex but Sting came to life, punching back at him, hitting a headbutt to drop him down, leaping with a double ax but Kane caught him by the throat, lifting him up but Sting counters quick with a Scorpion Death Drop, using most of his energy. The crowd went nuts as Sting fought back to his feet, Kane slowly sitting up after that, going after Sting with a big boot though missed and got caught up in the corner. Sting would then hit two Stinger Splashes against him, pulling back and would catch a suplex, seeming to be lit on fire all of sudden, getting a rush of adrenaline as he would toss Kane to the corner and hit Two Big Stinger Splashes, the big man getting wobbly as Sting went for a third one though Kane grabbed him by the throat, picking him up for a gorilla press and literally tossed him out of the ring, right through the announcers table.
Kane would go after the lifeless Sting, pulling him from the debris and tossed him into the ring, picking him up and hit a chokeslam square in the middle of the ring covering for one...two...NO. Sting had fight left in him as the fans went nuts, Kane rising up, cutting his throat slowly to end this match as he pulled Sting up by the hair, pushing him to the corner and began to punch at him, ignoring the refs ques to stop as he would turn his attention back to Sting, punching him over the head....to no effect. Kane would hit him again as Sting would yell out with a "Woooooo" and started to punch and kick back at Kane, literally, fighting his way out of the corner, bouncing off of the rope and took the big man down with a spinning neck breaker. Sting was on fire, beating his chest as a rush came over him, picking Kane up and would powerslam him upon the mat, moving over to his legs and would grab them, trying to sinch in the DeathLock though Kane kicked out. Sting hit the top rope and took Kane down with a flying clothesline, keeping the pace quick as Kane kept sitting up, but at a slower rate as Sting would drop him with a bulldog, rising up and yelled out again, poising and was ready as Kane rose up.
Sting then went for the Scorpion Deathdrop but Kane fought out, pushing him to the ropes though Sting fought back with a suicide Dive right to Kane's knee, taking him down as Sting got behind him, grabbing him by the hair and would drop him with the Scorpion Death Drop, covering quick for one..two...NO! Kane fought out as Sting had enough, sliding out of the ring and would grab the ball bat. Charles Robinson told Sting no, but one look from the Stinger told him to 'not test him' as Sting held the bat ready to strike. He would swing hard across Kane's back and blasted him over the head, knocking him to the corner as Sting threw the bat away, hitting a big time Stinger Splash as the ref waved it off, getting word from the back to 'let it go' as Sting dropped Kane with a flapjack, getting behind him and would grab him again, locking his arms over his head and was ready for the second one when Kane somehow, had the upper body strength to reverse the Scorpion Death Drop into a vertical positon and dropped Sting with the Tombstone Piledriver, covering for one.....two....three.
The lights went dark red as Kane was declared the winner of the match, igniting the posts on fire and would leave the ring, a bloody, battered Sting coming so close to victory as the big red machine walked up the ramp with a small trail of fire...behind him.
In the back, Jeff Hardy was preparing for his match, doing stretches as he was stopped quickly by Kevin Kelly.
"Jeff Hary in just moments you will be in perhaps the biggest main event match in history, you have to have some thoughts heading into it."
"I do Kev, and while I won't over psyche myself out, I will say that tonight, history will be made and tonight the Hardy Party will continue to thrive."
Before he could finish, Stephanie would interrupt with a grin upon her face.
"I just wanted to wish you luck on your match tonight and that hopefully, you take my offer into consideration."
Hardy would look to her, fixing the title over his shoulder.
"Steph, I'm about to embark on a match of pure epicness, we'll talk business, after I win."
Hardy would then leave the locker room as the fans buzz would grow with a video package highlighting each of their careers over the last year and a half in the NWA, each of them being a top contender for each title, but the prize, was of course, wanting to be World Champion.