Post by DM on Aug 2, 2010 0:46:04 GMT
NWA Uncensored
Venue : Greensboro Coliseum
TagLine : The Revolution Begins
Theme : Another Way To Die - Disturbed
***Key Notes***
Priceless go for Year Long Title Reign
Mysterio AND Lita return
Lita, Flair, Hardy and Steamboat are Billed from North Carolina
Flair wrestled Steamboat for NWA Title in 1989
CM Punk's 15th Consecutive Pay Per View Appearance (Counting Supercard/World's Collide)
***Dark Matches***
Misawa def. Bambam Bigelow
Goldberg def. Steven Richards
Andre the Giant def. Regal
Justin Gabriel goes to a draw with The Patriot.
We are greeted with the usual pryo and fireworks to start off the show as we are drawn in by Todd Grisham's Voice.
"Hello everyone and welcome to NWA Uncensored the one event a year we're there are no rules, no exceptions and no regulations, my partner in crime, Jesse the body Ventura"
"Oh my god Grish I can't believe we're actually here in the Coliseum of Greensboro and they're going to spill blood for our amusement, all I can say is for my money, finally, hardcore has come home."
"With that lets send it down to the Master of Ceremonies for our first match, Justin Roberts"
"Ladies and Gentlemen this opening contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship and it will be contested under a Ladder Match."
[Play Out]
Mysterio barely made his way down the aisle when Kidman jumped him from behind, taking off his vest and started to choke him, swinging him around as he hit the steel steps, furthermore tossing him hard against the guardrail with a baseball slide. Kidman smirked at his handy work, tossing Rey into the ring as the bell sounded as Kidman picked him up and tossed him from the ring with ease, smirking as he grabbed a ladder and set it up, starting to climb it, actually having a mic as well.
"And Kidman climbs the ladder, look at him, he's exhausted, he had been through a complete war, but the resiliance in this man is unmatched, can he make it to the top, can he-"
He was cut off as Mysterio dropkicked him off from the top rope, the ladder teetering some. Mysterio then folded the ladder and dropped it on the back of Kidman's head, pulling it back as Kidman moved to a corner. Mysterio then rammed the ladder into his stomach, keeping it lodged then ran along the ladder and delivered a kick across the face, rolling out of the ring as Kidman and the ladder pulled from the corner. Mysterio leapt from the apron, catching Kidman and bulldogged him face first into the ladder, taking him down with a spinning headscissor through the ropes to the floor.
Mysterio would wait just a moment before running full speed over the rope, faking Kidman out with a summersault Plauncha into a moonsault, crashing below. Mysterio was back in action as he would roll back into the ring, setting the ladder up and started to climb it as Kidman climbed behind him, dropping down with a backsuplex.
Kidman sprung up first, moving the ladder to the corner, setting it up as he smirked, pulling Mysterio to his feet and tossed him though irish whipped, back first into the ladder. Myserio then ran at him as Kidman moved aside, granting Mysterio a chance to quickly run up the ladder and leap with a spinning headscissor. Kidman was dizzy as he was pushed to the corner and Mysterio kicked to him heavily, climbing the top and dropped him down with a split legged face buster.
Mysterio rolled back, grabbing the ladder and positioned it, starting to climb rung for rung. Mysterio reached touching the title as Kidman climbed behind him, hitting his back and literally pushed him over the ladder. Mysterio fell over but held on, skinning the cat and grabbed Billy by the head with his feet then pulled him over as both men crashed upon the mat.
Rey rose up first, rubbing his knee as he would strike at Kidman with heavy kicks to the legs and knee, dropping him with an insiguri across the back of the head. Mysterio sprung up, placing the ladder in the corner then rolled out, taking the other ladder and pushed it inside the ring though Kidman kicked it square in his face with a baseball slide. Mysterio would lay on the floor as Kidman rose to his feet, rubbing his knee and set the ladder up, slowly starting to climb it. Kidman was moving a bit slow since his knee hurt, getting about half way as Mysterio, though dizzy, jumped from the apron upon Kidman's back and climbed up over him.
Mysterio was fast that was for sure as he reached the top reaching the belt though Kidman pulled his legs, getting under him and held tight, leaping from the top of the ladder and crashed down with Mysterio hitting face first in an inverted sit down powerbomb. Both men would lay for a moment, as well as the ladder, Kidman being the first to get up, realizing Mysterio was going to be hard to beat, slamming him down with a body slam and slowly climbed the top rope and leapt for th shooting star, crashing and burning. Mysterio was quick, grabbing Kidman from behind, using the ladder from the corner to spring with Sliced Bread upon the fallen ladder, crushing Billy's face within it. Mysterio had to move fast, dropkicking Kidman low and out of the ring as he would set up the ladder, starting to climb it once again.
Mysterio was moving a bit slower than before getting close to it once again as Kidman would pick up the ladder the best he could as Mysterio fell back and out of the ring through the ropes, the ladder straddling the middle rope some as Kidman fell to a knee, his nose broken. It took him a moment to get his composure as he moved towards the ladder, having to pull it from the rope though he took too much time recovering as Mysterio leapt from the apron, legdropping the end of the ladder and paulted the other end up, right into Kidman's crotch, causing him to drop and the fans to go "oooo".
Mysterio rolled into the ring, pulling the ladder back in and started to climb while Billy tended to himself. Mysterio was about half way up when Kidman climbed on the other end, chasing him. Both men met at the top, slugging it out as Mysterio swung hard with his foot, connecting it over his head. Billy fell but held onto the ladder, catching his footing on the rung, climbing up one and hit Rey in the gut and reached, both men struggling for the title.
Kidman thought he was clever grabbing the title and went to swing and bash it to Mysterio's head though he ducked, using his foot to connect with Billy's head. Billy though caught the leg, pulling Mysterio and tossed him down with a capture drop bomb, watching Mysterio hit the mat hard as he reaching up and took his title off the ring.
Kidman fell off the ladder and rolled out of the ring, spitting on the ground as he held his nose in pain, smirking though as he was able to retain his title over one Rey Mysterio, posing at the stage and moved to the back where DM was ready to conduct an interview.
"Ladies and Gentleman I'm standing here with Challenger Ricky Steamboat and Champion CM Punk. Gentlemen tonight is the big night and already this has a big fight feel, all I want from both of you is that you both conduct yourselves with the upmost respect and be sportsman."
"I want nothing more than to be sportsman and my opponent tonight is going to know what it's like to be a true champion."
"Is that right Ricky? You know since I've been here, I've held this title...twice...and the U.S. title for nearly a year but lets not get into how I'm better than you, I just want you at your best, so when I beat you, the world can see just how right I am and how hasbeens like yourself need to retire and die."
Punk would walk off, Steamboat just shaking his head, telling DM it was disrespect like that is what he hated most in the NWA though was cut off when Punk rammed the World Title over his head, starting a fight with him. DM was powerless to stop him, getting pushed back in the fray as Punk grabbed Steamboat by the head and rammed him into a vending machine, knocking Steamboat out. Punk then did the unthinkable as he would tip the machine over, having it smash over Steamboat's leg and spit at him, running off as DM quickly yelled out for medics.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA United States Championship and it is Falls Count..Anywhere."
[Play Out]
Morrison stood in the ring with Drew, ducking a punch and started at him with haymakers, tossing him to the ropes and came down with a spinning back elbow, two leg drops then a back bodydrop out of the ring. Drew hit the apron, angry as Morrison posed for the crowd as they would lock up, Drew hitting a middle knee then came down over the back, slamming Morrison down then pulled him up by the hair, bashing his head into the turnbuckle and yelling at him. Morrison fought back with a quick back elbow then a tornado DDT from the middle rope, covering for two.
Morrison sprung up, taking Drew down with a suplex then a hard dropkick to the jaw, finishing with an armdrag, locking it in. Drew pulled himself to his feet as Morrision tossed him, taking a shoulder block as Drew bounced off again, missing a clothesline then rolled up for two. Morrison was quick as he would duck another clothesline, doing a standing dropsault, knocking Drew to the corner and rushed in.
Drew rose the boot to the jaw, climbing the top and came down with a double axe, locking in a headlock, ramming his knees across his head. Drew yelled at the ref as Morrison pulled himself up, sliding out of the hold with and arm wrench, swinging with his foot and connected right in the face as Drew rolled to the floor. Drew walked around a little bit though Morrison crashed down with a corkscrew plauncha, rising up and posed with a grin.
Morrison then grabbed him by the hair and tossed him to the guardrail though Drew countered with a knee to the midsection then a gutwrench suplex hard upon the ramp. Drew then rose up, grabbing a John Morrison action figure from a kid, slamming it upon the ramp and kicked it then proceeded to kick Morrison in the ribs up the ramp, each hit echoing as the fans jeered at him, Drew telling them to stuff it. Drew pulled him up by the hair, bashing his head into the stage set then followed up with a powerslam upon the grating, covering for two.
Drew rose up and pushed the ref, walking down the ramp and pushed a fan back, taking a chair and would walk back up, yelling at Morrison to get up, running hard with the chair but was back body dropped off the stage right upon the tech table. Drew would lay for a moment, dazed as Morrison then ran with a running moonsault off the stage upon Drew, breaking the table and covered for two.
Morrison got up first though took a low blow from Drew, dropping to his knees as the fans egged him on. Drew rose up, pulling up the chair and cracked it over his back, pulling away as he heard the fans yell, Drew walking over to them, yelling right back at them, not caring at all what they said. He rose the chair up saying he was going to crack Morrison's skull and turned around, poised and ready. He charged at him and swung though Morrison ducked as Drew nailed one of the pyro technics, caring less for him as he turned around, taking a hard chuck kick to the face as he fell flat. Morrison forced his way up, grabbing Drew by the hair and would start to drag him to the back, tossing him through the curtain.
Once in the back, Morrison would slam Drew against the walls then tossed him along another table that had beverages on it. Morrison grabbed a gatorade, drinking it down then slammed the bottle over Drew's head. He would pull him off, holding him by the hair and tossed him through a door, the women's locker room to be exact.
Morrison would enter, hearing the girls scream as he stopped and smirked.
"Hey Ladies"
He called to them, taking a moment to admire them as Drew would toss powder in his eyes then rammed his head into a mirror. Drew then yelled at the girls to 'get the hell out' as he placed Morrison's head within a locker and slammed the door shut. Morrison pulled away, holding his head as Drew pulled him up, tossing him out then rammed him into a steel guard, following up with a suplex on the floor covering for two. Drew looked at the ref with evil eyes, grabbing Morrison and would move, finding a rolling garbage bin and went to toss Morrison in though was irish whipped into it himself. Morrison would rise, grabbing the garbage bin and ran full speed, finding a small flight of stairs and let it fall down below with Drew stuck within.
Drew pulled from the bin, looking like hell as Morrison slid down the railing, crashing upon him and dragged him out, tossing him from the backstage area into the consession area. Morrison got a small flurry of on lookers as he would slam Drew down upon a merchandise table, climbing upon it and dropped an elbow, kicking Drew off. Morrison would pose, tossing out some free t shirts to the fans, actually ripping open a box and tossed merch everywhere for everyone, lining Drew up and leapt for a double axe though Drew countered with a spine buster upon the concrete.
Drew pulled himself up, dragging Morrison and went for the Future Shock though Morrison charged in, ramming Drew through a door as they were back in the arena, laying in a sea of fans. Both of them would slug it out until Morrison clotheslined Drew over the railing to the floor then tossing him back into the ring where the damn thing started. Morrison climbed the top rope, waiting and leapt for a dropkick though Drew held on, quickly locking in a Cloverleaf, wrenching on the back.
Morrison yelled out, grabbing the rope to break it as Drew let go, taking him down with a running boot, dropping a few elbows over his head and spine, dragging him to his feet and took him down with a rib breaker, bouncing off of the rope and came crashing down with both knees over the ribs. Morrison would cough as Drew went to the turnbuckle, starting to remove it. The ref told him to knock it off but Drew picked him up and tossed him away, pulling the pad off. The ref knew he couldn't disqualify him but would scold him over that, Drew could care less pulling Morrison up and ran to the corner though Morrison countered, bashing Drew's head into the turnbuckle, quickly climbing the rope and nailed Starship Pain, covering for one, two....no kick out by Drew, the count, perhaps being a little bit fast.
Morrison rose up, so close to victory as he pulled Drew up whom quickly hit him in the stomach, starting to fight back, tossing Morrison to the rope and swung but missed with a clothesline as Morrison quickly went for the Moonlight Drive, Drew fought out and countered right into The Future Shock, covering Morrison for one..two...no! Morrison fights out of it as Drew rose up in a rage, kicking the bottom rope in his frustration, telling the fans to shut up as he pulled Morrison up violently, tossing him to the corner and connected with a hard clothesline, repeating the process three times with violent intent, tossing Morrison to the exposed turnbuckle though it was countered as Drew hit chest first.
Drew pulled back in pain as Morrison grabbed him from behind, placing him on his shoulders, dropping him with a Waffle Face, bouncing off of the rope and took him down with a hard chuck kick to the face, climbing the top rope and tried again for Starship Pain but missed, hitting the mat as Drew rose face, dropping him with the Future Shock covering for one...two...three.
Drew rose up, still a bit angry as he grabbed the ref and dropped him down with a DDT, telling him to never fast count him again, pulling out of the ring as he grabbed the U.S. Title from the time keeper, storming off as fans started to toss debris at him. The fact was though Drew had retained the title despite how angry the fans may be.
In the back, DM and BM were panicing over the condition of Steamboat's leg as the trainers were coming out that his leg was severly damanged. They were obviously pissed that again their main event might be in trouble and this time, it was intentional. DM would storm back inside as BM had an idea, walking out of camera.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match up scheduled for one fall will be a Japanesse Death Match."
[Play Out]
Muta looked almost ready to commit murder as Hakushi would gaze at him across the ring, the bell ringing as both of them would move around the ring looking for an opening. Muta would pull away, spitting in the air then struck, locking up and took Hakushi down with an armdrag, then another, a dropkick then a spin kick right to the jaw, knocking him to the corner as he would slug away. Muta tossed him to the other corner, connecting with his handstand back elbow then a bulldog, kicking Hakushi out of the ring.
Muta would only wait for a moment before sliding out, creeping up slowly then pounced with a double arm face buster right to the steel stairs, tossing him back into the ring. Muta climbed the rope, taking him down with a missile dropkick then locked in a headlock to wear him down. Hakushi worked his way to his feet, taking Muta down with a back suplex, bouncing off of the rope and nailed a cartwheel back elbow then a cartwheel cross body, rolling off and worked to his body with heavy kicks.
Hakushi kept the speed up, taking Muta down with a snap brainbuster, quickly climbing the top rope and came down with a spinning axe kick over the head, tossing Muta now to the floor below, dropping to a knee and made a cross with his hands. He slowly moved to the floor, unfolding the protective matting to expose the concrete as he grabbed Muta, trying for a piledriver and slammed down, cracking his skull against the floor. Expressionless he would move under the ring, finding a kendo stick and would swing it around swinging at Muta but was blinded by the green mist.
Muta would pick up the stick, holding it like a sword and proceeded to chop Hakushi down with it, breaking the stick in half after choking him with one of the broken ends. Muta then went under the ring, finding a long paddle and swung it like a bat, hitting him over the head and back with a loud crack followed after. Hakushi tried to pull away heading up the ramp though Muta followed, grabbing him by the head and bashed his skull into the set wall, watching him bounce back and crawl back down.
Muta took a moment, yelling out and ran down the ramp, taking Hakushi down with a clothesline then tossed him back into the ring, dropping Muta like elbows into the heart of him, locking in a leg lock working at the knee. Hakushi would reach into his pocket, breaking something open and would hit Muta right in the eye with salt, blinding him. The hold was broken as he rose to his feet, pulling Muta up and bashed his head into the turnbuckle, placing him upon the top rope and came crashing down with a super release german suplex, covering for two. Hakushi took a moment, rolling out of the ring and picked the long paddle up, heading back inside and would break it over Muta's head. He then dragged Muta over to the rope where he placed the long end over his throat and then proceeded to step upon it, using the rope as balance as Muta would kick and flail being unable to breathe as Hakushi continued to press down.
Finally after a minute he would pull off, Muta holding his throat in pain, coughing up blood though Hakushi could care less, wrapping his belt over his throat, starting to choke him out. Muta would fight, getting to his feet and flipped him over head, rubbing his neck as he was rammed to the corner then suplexed out as Hakushi climbed the rope, nailing a moonsault for two. Rising to his feet slowly he would hop out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair and would enter the ring, waiting as he cracked it over Muta's back, opening the chair and would place it on Muta's back and neck to keep him still as he did a Boston Crab.
The torque on his back and legs was insane as Muta was unable to bend due to the chair keeping him in place and Hakushi sitting comfortably, Muta yelling out in pain. He refused to give up as Hakushi let him go, tossing the chair aside and pulled him to his feet, hitting him with a stiff kick to the face and moved out of the ring, pulling out..barbed wire.
Rolling back inside, Hakushi would drop it upon the ground, pulling Muta to his feet and went for a suplex though Muta countered it with a DDT, nearly breaking his neck. Muta rose up first, holding his throat then looked over, seeing the barbed wire, slowly picking it up with a trance in his eye. He would turn sharply and moved over to Hakushi, slowly wrapping the barbwire around his neck. In an act of pure evil, Muta would then run full speed, tossing Hakushi over the ropes holding onto the end of the wire, literally choking him him it as the ref begged him to let go, in which he did. Hakushi held his throat in sheer pain as Muta tossed him back into the ring, pulling the wire off of his neck but then placed it over his head like a crown of thorns, picking up the chair and would blast him clearly over the head, busting him wide open.
The fans were nearly disgusted as Muta would slam the chair down upon the mat, enraged as he would pick Hakushi up, punching him over the head, placing him upon the top rope and came down with a brainbuster then rolled out of the ring, wanting to make a statement as he pulled out a table, sliding it into the ring. Muta would then set it up, pulling Hakushi to his feet whom quickly countered with an over the shoulder takedown then a quick cutter, getting a bit of momentum. Slowly he rose to his feet, pulling the barbed wire off and pulled Muta to his feet, placing him upon the top rope as he climbed up, placing Muta up and hit a Super Gorry Special Bomb through the table as both men lay.
Hakushi pushed Muta over, covering....for two as Muta kicked out. Hakushi rose to his feet, moving over and picked up the chair, pulling Muta up and placed his head within it and ran full speed to the turnbuckle. Muta would block at the last minute with his foot, sliding his head out of the chair and hit Hakushi with a back elbow then a springboard kick to the jaw, bringing him down with a DDT, rising up as he looked to the chair..then Hakushi. Muta knew what he was about to try and do, now a bit angry just from the look in his eyes as he would place Hakushi's head within the chair and slowly backed up connecting with a thunderous crack with the Shining Wizard, covering a bloody Hakushi for one..two....three.
A statement sent indeed as Muta slowly rose to his feet, the carnage definately set as his hand was raised, sliding out of the ring, sending a message to Misawa and perhaps the rest of the Rising Sun, maybe a warning that Muta was not one to be trifled with.
In the back, DM caught up with CM Punk, an arguement actually being heard.
"The hell is the matter with you Punk? Are you trying to destroy us?"
"Look...I had to wrestle hurt to win the World Title, now, let Steamboat wrestle hurt."
"You're on thin ice Punk, another outbust-"
"And you'll do what? Fire me? Go ahead, fire me, another company will gladly pick me up and you'll be sitting there with your dick in your hand. Strip the title from me, go ahead, be a pussy and strip the title from me because I"m not being the 'marketable' champion that you want. Face it, no matter what you do, you know damn well I'm right, now if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare for my match."
The door would slam shut as DM stood there, it was easy to see he was pissed, his cellphone ringing as he would answer it, though all that was heard was "What do you mean he's is in my office?"
"Ladies and Gentleman this next contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship."
[Play Out]
A return indeed as Lita was ready for her rematch, charging in as Vampriss slid out of the ring with Lita chasing behind. Vampriss slid into the ring trying for a cheap stomp though Lita tackled her down, punching away and bashing her head into the mat, pulling up and dropped the champion with a flurry of armdrags and dropkicks, grabbing her by the hair and bashed her headfirst into the turnbuckle ten times, pulling her out and over the rope to the floor. Lita got a full head of steam and nailed a plauncha upon Lea on the floor. Lita was a wild woman as she pulled the refs belt off and started to whip at Vampriss until she pulled away.
Lita tossed it down and chased after her and would toss her over the announers table, watching her slide along and hit the mat as Lea crawled away, rolling into the ring. Lita caught up with her, locking in a half crab then started to ram the knee to the mat, literally trying to rip her apart as she pulled her to her feet, tossing her to the ropes and smashed her skull with a float over ddt, covering for two.
Lita pulled her up by the hair and kicked her to the corner, kicking to the chest and stomach over and over again, climbing up and started a ten count punch until she was dropped head first upon the steel post and fell to the floor below. Lea had a moment to recover as she slid out of the ring, a grin upon her face as she would pull Lita up by the hair and grate her face over the steel stairs, pushing her off as Lita was already starting to bleed. Vampriss pulled her up to the apron, placing her neck over the rope then whipped her back, watching Lita snap back and hit her back against the announcers table.
Lea dropped down, tossing Lita into the ring, climbing the top rope and came down with a dropkick for two. Rising up she would show off her nails and would dig them into Lita's skull, opening the wound, ripping it even and pulled back, trying for a clothesline though Lita ducked countering with a swinging neck breaker then a clothesline of her own, quickly locking a headlock. Vampriss rose to her feet, ramming Lita into the corner then turned around, climbing the middle rope and monkey flipped her out with a bulldog to follow, trampling upon the back of the head then the front of it. Lea would roll out of the ring, taking a moment to pose for the crowd then grabbed a steel chair, slowly climbing the top rope and waited, coming down but took the chair square in the face from Lita's dropkick.
Lita was the first girl up, wiping the blood from her eye and took Lea with with a suplex then another suplex then a fujiawa armbar, breaking the hold and opened the chair, using it like a tag team partner and ran full speed, leaping off of the chair and crashed on upon Lea with a sunset senton splash covering for two. Lita pulled herself up, hitting Lea with haymakers, tossing her to the ropes and connected with a flapjack right upon the chair, covering for two. Lita then slid out of the ring, pulling out a table from under the ring and would set it up in the ring getting a pop from the crowd, pulling Lea up by the hair, yelling at her and rammed her face first into the turnbuckle then had her straddle it, climbing up behind her though Vampriss blocked, hitting a back elbow.
Vampriss slowly would turn herself around but didn't see Lita as she quickly slid out of the while she was turning around, quickly climbing up behind and leapt with a super bulldog right through the table. Shards of wood flew everywhere as Lita turned her over, covering for one, two, no, Lea kicked out. Lita rose up, wiping the blood from her face as she pulled Lea up by the hair going for the Twist of Fate though Vampriss quickly countered it into a reverse DDT covering quickly for two.
Lea rose up, reaching into her tights and pulled out a pair of knucks, calling Lita up as she staggered to her feet, holding her neck as Lea would swing. Lita ducked and countered with a drop toe hold, bouncing off of the rope and came down with a cross body block, then tackling Vampriss through the ropes back to the floor. Lita was the first one up, grabbing Lea and would toss her over the barricade into the sea of fans. Lita would then slug it out with her all the way to the door, tossing her through them as she rolled out on the concrete. Lita then pulled her up by the hair, dragging her along and rammed her head through a popcorn machine then dropped it on her. Lita then grabbed a camera from a fan, taking a quick picture then tossed Lea through the door again, watching her roll down the stairs, clotheslining her back over the railing.
Lita hopped over, pulling Lea by the hair and tossed her head first into the post then into the ring, climbing the top rope and waited, leaping for a cross body, covering for two. Lita rose up, signaling the end of the match, pulling Lea up but was blinded by the red spray in the eye as Lea quickly took her down with a scoop slam, climbing the rope and leapt with a bodysplash, covering for two. Lea then straddled Lita, raising up her fist that still held the knucks and started to punch at her head and face viciously. The ref told her to stop but she refused, punching her repeatidly for nearly twenty hits before pulling up, licking her fist clean and watched Lita struggle to her feet.
Lea would smirk, grabbing her by the hair and yelled at her as Lita quickly hit the Twist of Fate, both girls down. The ref would start a count as Lita rose up at six, pulling herself to the corner, climbing the top rope. Vampriss got behind her to take her down though Lita knocked her down flat, quickly leaping for the Litasault but crashed hard upon the mat. Lita rose up, the chair smashing over her head as Vampriss placed it over her head, quickly climbing the top rope and leapt with a legdrop, crashing down upon Lita's face, covering her for one...two....three. Sliding out of the ring, almost dropping Lea would grab her title and started slowly up the ramp, actually limping quite a bit using the ref a little bit, taking a moment to look down at the beaten Lita in the middle of the ring, laughing and walked to the back.
"Well Jesse Ventura, you being the color analyst, give me, and the fans of the NWA your prediction. Who's got the edge, and who's taking it?"
"The champions have the edge as far as being champions right now, but my advantage goes to LoD. They've been together as a team FAR longer, and they're not one of the greatest tag teams of all time for nothing. Look for LoD to take the titles off of Priceless here tonight. The year-long tag team reign will come to an end at the hands of the Road Warriors."
The bell rang as Priceless charged forward and jumped LoD while they were taking off their spikes, trying to gain an advantage. LoD was getting hammered on hard and were whipped into the ropes. Hawk and Animal clotheslined DiBiase and Rhodes down, much to the delight of the fans.
"That didn't last long, Grish!"
Priceless rolled to the outside to try and regroup, but were met out there. Hawk turned DiBiase around and flung him head first into the ringpost, as Animal threw Rhodes into the ring. Cody sat up and started to beg off, backing into the corner. He got up on his feet and went to kick Animal, but his foot was caught. He went for an enisguri, but missed as Animal ducked. Animal went for an elbow, but Rhodes was able to quickly roll out of the way and roll to the outside. He grabbed one of Animal's legs and went to the ring post. He was about to blast his knee into the post, but was intercepted by Hawk, who took his head off with a clothesline.
DiBiase ran into the ring to work on Animal, knowing that perhaps Priceless had a better wrestling game than the powerhouse Road Warriors. DiBiase locked in a headlock down on the mat, trying to wear Animal down, but was stopped as Hawk entered the ring and broke it up. Hawk launched DiBiase into the corner, but lowered his head, getting a kick in the face for his efforts. Cody was able to get back into the ring and hammer away on Animal. Priceless went to double team on Hawk, whipping him into the ropes, going for a double clothesline. They hit it, knocking Hawk down, both of them getting on top of him to cover. Hawk kicked out at one.
Animal rose up as DiBiase charged at him, getting launched over the top rope to the outside, DiBiase's face hitting the steel steps on the way down. Animal went to the outside and grabbed a steel chair, getting ready to swing for the fences with Ted's skull, but Cody came from behind him and hit a low blow, retrieving the chair from Animal. He nailed him twice in the back with it, knocking him down, and got Hawk in the gut with the chair as he came around the other side. Priceless rolled inside the ring, armed with chairs, leaving the Road Warriors on the outside, beaten down. Priceless demanded a microphone, and Ted was handed one, while Cody grabbed LoD's spikes and put them on, giving a set to Ted. DiBiase, in his best Animal impression, now wearing the spikes, began to speak.
"Ya know let me tell you something, people! Week after week after week, we've come out here and said that we're the best team alive! And we've proved it every single time, and now the Road Warriors thought they could beat us, and we've taken them down, tell 'em, Cody."
"WWEEELLLL!?!? *cough cough* Man, I don't know how he does that. That's the honest to God truth, Ted. We're the best, we've got the money, the talent, and the ability to beat anyone we want, and we're going to stay the champions until the end of time. OOOOOOOHHHH WHAT A-" Cody dropped the mic and was heard saying "Oh shit!" as the LoD came back into the ring armed with lead pipes! Priceless fled the ring with their chairs, taking off the spikes, running up the ramp, being followed at a close distance. Animal stopped running as Hawk started to windsprint after them. Animal threw his pipe at the stage, stopping Priceless in their tracks as they had to dodge it, giving Hawk enough time to double clothesline them down. Animal caught up with them as Hawk beat the shit out of them on the stage, bashing Cody's head into the set time and time again. This time, Hawk grabbed a mic from the back.
"Now you're gonna pay! THE ROAD WARRIOR WAY!"
Hawk gorilla pressed Rhodes up over his head and walked toward the edge of the stage. DiBiase ran toward Hawk and pulled Cody out of Hawk's hands as they started to beat him down, almost knocking him off the stage. Hawk was knocked down, but rolled off the stage, not taking that bad of a fall. Animal came back and swuing the pipe hard at DiBiase's chest, taking him down. He went for Cody's head, but missed wildly. By this time, Hawk was back onstage, right behind Animal. Cody charged at Animal, and Animal sidestepped him, pushing him into Hawk as Hawk back body dropped him off the stage! Cody flew through the air, crashing through two tables on the floor below! The crowd exploded as Animal grabbed the mic.
"That's what happens when you make fun of the Road Warriors! We leave you in a broken, crumpled, heap!"
"OOOOOHHHHHH, WHAT A RUSH!!!"
Hawk and Animal grabbed DiBiase and dragged him to the ring, getting ready to finish him off. Hawk threw DiBiase into the ropes, and Animal powerslammed him right hard in the center of the ring, shaking the ring and ropes from the impact. They called for the Doomsday Device, as the crowd erupted.
"They're callin' for it! The Doomsday Device, Ventura!"
"If they hit it, we've got new NWA Tag Team Champions!"
Animal threw DiBiase into the ropes and picked him up in the electric chair, as Hawk ascended the top rope. Hawk screamed out as Animal backed up and called it. Hawk leapt off with the clothesline, and as DiBiase hit the mat, Arn and Ole Anderson stormed the ring with tire irons, beating the living hell out of the Legion of Doom!
"What the hell is this, Ventura, LoD had this match won!!"
"I don't know! But I think I like it, The Andersons are taking the initiative here, and making an impact! And what better team than the legendary Legion of Doom?"
Arn and Ole wore down LoD with their weapons, and there was nothing the referee could do about it. The fans were screaming at the top of their lungs, booing The Andersons out of the arena as Ole went to the outside and grabbed the unhinged section of the stairs and slid them into the ring. Arn was on the other side doing the same thing with the other set of stairs. Cameras went back into the ring to see Hawk and Animal busted open severely, blood staining the ring, covering their war paint.
Arn and Ole looked at each other and smiled, knowing what they were going to do. Arn took a hold of Hawk, while Ole grabbed Animal. They threw them into the ropes, and on the rebound, they both hit massive AA Spinebusters on the steel stairs, the impact breaking the bottom rope from one of the corners!! Arn and Ole then left the area just as quickly as they came, as Animal rolled off the stairs in pain, as DiBiase had climbed back into the ring and put an arm over Animal... 1... 2... 3.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the winners, and STILL NWA World Tag Team Champions, Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes!"
The Legion of Doom wasn't moving as The Andersons slowly walked up the ramp, almost demonically smiling at the carnage that they left in the ring. Referees, EMTs, and officials poured out of the locker rooms, coming to check on LoD's condition as Priceless crawled out of the ring with the title belts, going to check on Cody, who was still on the floor on the outside. NEVER wanting to face LoD again, Priceless regained their tag titles and left the arena as quickly as they could.
"I can't believe this, Jesse. LoD had the match in their hands, they were gonna become new champions and The Andersons came from out of nowhere and just destroyed them."
"I gotta agree with you, Grisham, but I've gotta tell you, I'm liking this new attitude of Arn Anderson. And with the addition of Ole, I've gotta say, I don't think there's any two, maybe even three or FOUR people that can stop them. These two are on a mission to make an impact, and they've just taken out the most dominant tag team in wrestling history in under a minute."
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure as you've guessed, we will bring you information of the condition of the Legion of Doom right now, as they're being checked on by the EMT's and trainers here, from where I'm sitting, it doesn't look good. Right now, we're gonna take you backstage to Kevin Kelly."
"Okay I'm standing here with-"
"Let me tell you something Kev, we just proved beyond the shadow of a doubt that Priceless is the greatest tag team in the HISTORY of professional wrestling, we held these titles now for a full year. Tonight marks the beginning of a new chapter in tag team wrestling and mark my words there is no team that will ever, EVER take these titles away from us."
Priceless would leave, rather quickly though with champagne in hand.
Venue : Greensboro Coliseum
TagLine : The Revolution Begins
Theme : Another Way To Die - Disturbed
***Key Notes***
Priceless go for Year Long Title Reign
Mysterio AND Lita return
Lita, Flair, Hardy and Steamboat are Billed from North Carolina
Flair wrestled Steamboat for NWA Title in 1989
CM Punk's 15th Consecutive Pay Per View Appearance (Counting Supercard/World's Collide)
***Dark Matches***
Misawa def. Bambam Bigelow
Goldberg def. Steven Richards
Andre the Giant def. Regal
Justin Gabriel goes to a draw with The Patriot.
We are greeted with the usual pryo and fireworks to start off the show as we are drawn in by Todd Grisham's Voice.
"Hello everyone and welcome to NWA Uncensored the one event a year we're there are no rules, no exceptions and no regulations, my partner in crime, Jesse the body Ventura"
"Oh my god Grish I can't believe we're actually here in the Coliseum of Greensboro and they're going to spill blood for our amusement, all I can say is for my money, finally, hardcore has come home."
"With that lets send it down to the Master of Ceremonies for our first match, Justin Roberts"
"Ladies and Gentlemen this opening contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship and it will be contested under a Ladder Match."
[Play Out]
Mysterio barely made his way down the aisle when Kidman jumped him from behind, taking off his vest and started to choke him, swinging him around as he hit the steel steps, furthermore tossing him hard against the guardrail with a baseball slide. Kidman smirked at his handy work, tossing Rey into the ring as the bell sounded as Kidman picked him up and tossed him from the ring with ease, smirking as he grabbed a ladder and set it up, starting to climb it, actually having a mic as well.
"And Kidman climbs the ladder, look at him, he's exhausted, he had been through a complete war, but the resiliance in this man is unmatched, can he make it to the top, can he-"
He was cut off as Mysterio dropkicked him off from the top rope, the ladder teetering some. Mysterio then folded the ladder and dropped it on the back of Kidman's head, pulling it back as Kidman moved to a corner. Mysterio then rammed the ladder into his stomach, keeping it lodged then ran along the ladder and delivered a kick across the face, rolling out of the ring as Kidman and the ladder pulled from the corner. Mysterio leapt from the apron, catching Kidman and bulldogged him face first into the ladder, taking him down with a spinning headscissor through the ropes to the floor.
Mysterio would wait just a moment before running full speed over the rope, faking Kidman out with a summersault Plauncha into a moonsault, crashing below. Mysterio was back in action as he would roll back into the ring, setting the ladder up and started to climb it as Kidman climbed behind him, dropping down with a backsuplex.
Kidman sprung up first, moving the ladder to the corner, setting it up as he smirked, pulling Mysterio to his feet and tossed him though irish whipped, back first into the ladder. Myserio then ran at him as Kidman moved aside, granting Mysterio a chance to quickly run up the ladder and leap with a spinning headscissor. Kidman was dizzy as he was pushed to the corner and Mysterio kicked to him heavily, climbing the top and dropped him down with a split legged face buster.
Mysterio rolled back, grabbing the ladder and positioned it, starting to climb rung for rung. Mysterio reached touching the title as Kidman climbed behind him, hitting his back and literally pushed him over the ladder. Mysterio fell over but held on, skinning the cat and grabbed Billy by the head with his feet then pulled him over as both men crashed upon the mat.
Rey rose up first, rubbing his knee as he would strike at Kidman with heavy kicks to the legs and knee, dropping him with an insiguri across the back of the head. Mysterio sprung up, placing the ladder in the corner then rolled out, taking the other ladder and pushed it inside the ring though Kidman kicked it square in his face with a baseball slide. Mysterio would lay on the floor as Kidman rose to his feet, rubbing his knee and set the ladder up, slowly starting to climb it. Kidman was moving a bit slow since his knee hurt, getting about half way as Mysterio, though dizzy, jumped from the apron upon Kidman's back and climbed up over him.
Mysterio was fast that was for sure as he reached the top reaching the belt though Kidman pulled his legs, getting under him and held tight, leaping from the top of the ladder and crashed down with Mysterio hitting face first in an inverted sit down powerbomb. Both men would lay for a moment, as well as the ladder, Kidman being the first to get up, realizing Mysterio was going to be hard to beat, slamming him down with a body slam and slowly climbed the top rope and leapt for th shooting star, crashing and burning. Mysterio was quick, grabbing Kidman from behind, using the ladder from the corner to spring with Sliced Bread upon the fallen ladder, crushing Billy's face within it. Mysterio had to move fast, dropkicking Kidman low and out of the ring as he would set up the ladder, starting to climb it once again.
Mysterio was moving a bit slower than before getting close to it once again as Kidman would pick up the ladder the best he could as Mysterio fell back and out of the ring through the ropes, the ladder straddling the middle rope some as Kidman fell to a knee, his nose broken. It took him a moment to get his composure as he moved towards the ladder, having to pull it from the rope though he took too much time recovering as Mysterio leapt from the apron, legdropping the end of the ladder and paulted the other end up, right into Kidman's crotch, causing him to drop and the fans to go "oooo".
Mysterio rolled into the ring, pulling the ladder back in and started to climb while Billy tended to himself. Mysterio was about half way up when Kidman climbed on the other end, chasing him. Both men met at the top, slugging it out as Mysterio swung hard with his foot, connecting it over his head. Billy fell but held onto the ladder, catching his footing on the rung, climbing up one and hit Rey in the gut and reached, both men struggling for the title.
Kidman thought he was clever grabbing the title and went to swing and bash it to Mysterio's head though he ducked, using his foot to connect with Billy's head. Billy though caught the leg, pulling Mysterio and tossed him down with a capture drop bomb, watching Mysterio hit the mat hard as he reaching up and took his title off the ring.
Kidman fell off the ladder and rolled out of the ring, spitting on the ground as he held his nose in pain, smirking though as he was able to retain his title over one Rey Mysterio, posing at the stage and moved to the back where DM was ready to conduct an interview.
"Ladies and Gentleman I'm standing here with Challenger Ricky Steamboat and Champion CM Punk. Gentlemen tonight is the big night and already this has a big fight feel, all I want from both of you is that you both conduct yourselves with the upmost respect and be sportsman."
"I want nothing more than to be sportsman and my opponent tonight is going to know what it's like to be a true champion."
"Is that right Ricky? You know since I've been here, I've held this title...twice...and the U.S. title for nearly a year but lets not get into how I'm better than you, I just want you at your best, so when I beat you, the world can see just how right I am and how hasbeens like yourself need to retire and die."
Punk would walk off, Steamboat just shaking his head, telling DM it was disrespect like that is what he hated most in the NWA though was cut off when Punk rammed the World Title over his head, starting a fight with him. DM was powerless to stop him, getting pushed back in the fray as Punk grabbed Steamboat by the head and rammed him into a vending machine, knocking Steamboat out. Punk then did the unthinkable as he would tip the machine over, having it smash over Steamboat's leg and spit at him, running off as DM quickly yelled out for medics.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA United States Championship and it is Falls Count..Anywhere."
[Play Out]
Morrison stood in the ring with Drew, ducking a punch and started at him with haymakers, tossing him to the ropes and came down with a spinning back elbow, two leg drops then a back bodydrop out of the ring. Drew hit the apron, angry as Morrison posed for the crowd as they would lock up, Drew hitting a middle knee then came down over the back, slamming Morrison down then pulled him up by the hair, bashing his head into the turnbuckle and yelling at him. Morrison fought back with a quick back elbow then a tornado DDT from the middle rope, covering for two.
Morrison sprung up, taking Drew down with a suplex then a hard dropkick to the jaw, finishing with an armdrag, locking it in. Drew pulled himself to his feet as Morrision tossed him, taking a shoulder block as Drew bounced off again, missing a clothesline then rolled up for two. Morrison was quick as he would duck another clothesline, doing a standing dropsault, knocking Drew to the corner and rushed in.
Drew rose the boot to the jaw, climbing the top and came down with a double axe, locking in a headlock, ramming his knees across his head. Drew yelled at the ref as Morrison pulled himself up, sliding out of the hold with and arm wrench, swinging with his foot and connected right in the face as Drew rolled to the floor. Drew walked around a little bit though Morrison crashed down with a corkscrew plauncha, rising up and posed with a grin.
Morrison then grabbed him by the hair and tossed him to the guardrail though Drew countered with a knee to the midsection then a gutwrench suplex hard upon the ramp. Drew then rose up, grabbing a John Morrison action figure from a kid, slamming it upon the ramp and kicked it then proceeded to kick Morrison in the ribs up the ramp, each hit echoing as the fans jeered at him, Drew telling them to stuff it. Drew pulled him up by the hair, bashing his head into the stage set then followed up with a powerslam upon the grating, covering for two.
Drew rose up and pushed the ref, walking down the ramp and pushed a fan back, taking a chair and would walk back up, yelling at Morrison to get up, running hard with the chair but was back body dropped off the stage right upon the tech table. Drew would lay for a moment, dazed as Morrison then ran with a running moonsault off the stage upon Drew, breaking the table and covered for two.
Morrison got up first though took a low blow from Drew, dropping to his knees as the fans egged him on. Drew rose up, pulling up the chair and cracked it over his back, pulling away as he heard the fans yell, Drew walking over to them, yelling right back at them, not caring at all what they said. He rose the chair up saying he was going to crack Morrison's skull and turned around, poised and ready. He charged at him and swung though Morrison ducked as Drew nailed one of the pyro technics, caring less for him as he turned around, taking a hard chuck kick to the face as he fell flat. Morrison forced his way up, grabbing Drew by the hair and would start to drag him to the back, tossing him through the curtain.
Once in the back, Morrison would slam Drew against the walls then tossed him along another table that had beverages on it. Morrison grabbed a gatorade, drinking it down then slammed the bottle over Drew's head. He would pull him off, holding him by the hair and tossed him through a door, the women's locker room to be exact.
Morrison would enter, hearing the girls scream as he stopped and smirked.
"Hey Ladies"
He called to them, taking a moment to admire them as Drew would toss powder in his eyes then rammed his head into a mirror. Drew then yelled at the girls to 'get the hell out' as he placed Morrison's head within a locker and slammed the door shut. Morrison pulled away, holding his head as Drew pulled him up, tossing him out then rammed him into a steel guard, following up with a suplex on the floor covering for two. Drew looked at the ref with evil eyes, grabbing Morrison and would move, finding a rolling garbage bin and went to toss Morrison in though was irish whipped into it himself. Morrison would rise, grabbing the garbage bin and ran full speed, finding a small flight of stairs and let it fall down below with Drew stuck within.
Drew pulled from the bin, looking like hell as Morrison slid down the railing, crashing upon him and dragged him out, tossing him from the backstage area into the consession area. Morrison got a small flurry of on lookers as he would slam Drew down upon a merchandise table, climbing upon it and dropped an elbow, kicking Drew off. Morrison would pose, tossing out some free t shirts to the fans, actually ripping open a box and tossed merch everywhere for everyone, lining Drew up and leapt for a double axe though Drew countered with a spine buster upon the concrete.
Drew pulled himself up, dragging Morrison and went for the Future Shock though Morrison charged in, ramming Drew through a door as they were back in the arena, laying in a sea of fans. Both of them would slug it out until Morrison clotheslined Drew over the railing to the floor then tossing him back into the ring where the damn thing started. Morrison climbed the top rope, waiting and leapt for a dropkick though Drew held on, quickly locking in a Cloverleaf, wrenching on the back.
Morrison yelled out, grabbing the rope to break it as Drew let go, taking him down with a running boot, dropping a few elbows over his head and spine, dragging him to his feet and took him down with a rib breaker, bouncing off of the rope and came crashing down with both knees over the ribs. Morrison would cough as Drew went to the turnbuckle, starting to remove it. The ref told him to knock it off but Drew picked him up and tossed him away, pulling the pad off. The ref knew he couldn't disqualify him but would scold him over that, Drew could care less pulling Morrison up and ran to the corner though Morrison countered, bashing Drew's head into the turnbuckle, quickly climbing the rope and nailed Starship Pain, covering for one, two....no kick out by Drew, the count, perhaps being a little bit fast.
Morrison rose up, so close to victory as he pulled Drew up whom quickly hit him in the stomach, starting to fight back, tossing Morrison to the rope and swung but missed with a clothesline as Morrison quickly went for the Moonlight Drive, Drew fought out and countered right into The Future Shock, covering Morrison for one..two...no! Morrison fights out of it as Drew rose up in a rage, kicking the bottom rope in his frustration, telling the fans to shut up as he pulled Morrison up violently, tossing him to the corner and connected with a hard clothesline, repeating the process three times with violent intent, tossing Morrison to the exposed turnbuckle though it was countered as Drew hit chest first.
Drew pulled back in pain as Morrison grabbed him from behind, placing him on his shoulders, dropping him with a Waffle Face, bouncing off of the rope and took him down with a hard chuck kick to the face, climbing the top rope and tried again for Starship Pain but missed, hitting the mat as Drew rose face, dropping him with the Future Shock covering for one...two...three.
Drew rose up, still a bit angry as he grabbed the ref and dropped him down with a DDT, telling him to never fast count him again, pulling out of the ring as he grabbed the U.S. Title from the time keeper, storming off as fans started to toss debris at him. The fact was though Drew had retained the title despite how angry the fans may be.
In the back, DM and BM were panicing over the condition of Steamboat's leg as the trainers were coming out that his leg was severly damanged. They were obviously pissed that again their main event might be in trouble and this time, it was intentional. DM would storm back inside as BM had an idea, walking out of camera.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match up scheduled for one fall will be a Japanesse Death Match."
[Play Out]
Muta looked almost ready to commit murder as Hakushi would gaze at him across the ring, the bell ringing as both of them would move around the ring looking for an opening. Muta would pull away, spitting in the air then struck, locking up and took Hakushi down with an armdrag, then another, a dropkick then a spin kick right to the jaw, knocking him to the corner as he would slug away. Muta tossed him to the other corner, connecting with his handstand back elbow then a bulldog, kicking Hakushi out of the ring.
Muta would only wait for a moment before sliding out, creeping up slowly then pounced with a double arm face buster right to the steel stairs, tossing him back into the ring. Muta climbed the rope, taking him down with a missile dropkick then locked in a headlock to wear him down. Hakushi worked his way to his feet, taking Muta down with a back suplex, bouncing off of the rope and nailed a cartwheel back elbow then a cartwheel cross body, rolling off and worked to his body with heavy kicks.
Hakushi kept the speed up, taking Muta down with a snap brainbuster, quickly climbing the top rope and came down with a spinning axe kick over the head, tossing Muta now to the floor below, dropping to a knee and made a cross with his hands. He slowly moved to the floor, unfolding the protective matting to expose the concrete as he grabbed Muta, trying for a piledriver and slammed down, cracking his skull against the floor. Expressionless he would move under the ring, finding a kendo stick and would swing it around swinging at Muta but was blinded by the green mist.
Muta would pick up the stick, holding it like a sword and proceeded to chop Hakushi down with it, breaking the stick in half after choking him with one of the broken ends. Muta then went under the ring, finding a long paddle and swung it like a bat, hitting him over the head and back with a loud crack followed after. Hakushi tried to pull away heading up the ramp though Muta followed, grabbing him by the head and bashed his skull into the set wall, watching him bounce back and crawl back down.
Muta took a moment, yelling out and ran down the ramp, taking Hakushi down with a clothesline then tossed him back into the ring, dropping Muta like elbows into the heart of him, locking in a leg lock working at the knee. Hakushi would reach into his pocket, breaking something open and would hit Muta right in the eye with salt, blinding him. The hold was broken as he rose to his feet, pulling Muta up and bashed his head into the turnbuckle, placing him upon the top rope and came crashing down with a super release german suplex, covering for two. Hakushi took a moment, rolling out of the ring and picked the long paddle up, heading back inside and would break it over Muta's head. He then dragged Muta over to the rope where he placed the long end over his throat and then proceeded to step upon it, using the rope as balance as Muta would kick and flail being unable to breathe as Hakushi continued to press down.
Finally after a minute he would pull off, Muta holding his throat in pain, coughing up blood though Hakushi could care less, wrapping his belt over his throat, starting to choke him out. Muta would fight, getting to his feet and flipped him over head, rubbing his neck as he was rammed to the corner then suplexed out as Hakushi climbed the rope, nailing a moonsault for two. Rising to his feet slowly he would hop out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair and would enter the ring, waiting as he cracked it over Muta's back, opening the chair and would place it on Muta's back and neck to keep him still as he did a Boston Crab.
The torque on his back and legs was insane as Muta was unable to bend due to the chair keeping him in place and Hakushi sitting comfortably, Muta yelling out in pain. He refused to give up as Hakushi let him go, tossing the chair aside and pulled him to his feet, hitting him with a stiff kick to the face and moved out of the ring, pulling out..barbed wire.
Rolling back inside, Hakushi would drop it upon the ground, pulling Muta to his feet and went for a suplex though Muta countered it with a DDT, nearly breaking his neck. Muta rose up first, holding his throat then looked over, seeing the barbed wire, slowly picking it up with a trance in his eye. He would turn sharply and moved over to Hakushi, slowly wrapping the barbwire around his neck. In an act of pure evil, Muta would then run full speed, tossing Hakushi over the ropes holding onto the end of the wire, literally choking him him it as the ref begged him to let go, in which he did. Hakushi held his throat in sheer pain as Muta tossed him back into the ring, pulling the wire off of his neck but then placed it over his head like a crown of thorns, picking up the chair and would blast him clearly over the head, busting him wide open.
The fans were nearly disgusted as Muta would slam the chair down upon the mat, enraged as he would pick Hakushi up, punching him over the head, placing him upon the top rope and came down with a brainbuster then rolled out of the ring, wanting to make a statement as he pulled out a table, sliding it into the ring. Muta would then set it up, pulling Hakushi to his feet whom quickly countered with an over the shoulder takedown then a quick cutter, getting a bit of momentum. Slowly he rose to his feet, pulling the barbed wire off and pulled Muta to his feet, placing him upon the top rope as he climbed up, placing Muta up and hit a Super Gorry Special Bomb through the table as both men lay.
Hakushi pushed Muta over, covering....for two as Muta kicked out. Hakushi rose to his feet, moving over and picked up the chair, pulling Muta up and placed his head within it and ran full speed to the turnbuckle. Muta would block at the last minute with his foot, sliding his head out of the chair and hit Hakushi with a back elbow then a springboard kick to the jaw, bringing him down with a DDT, rising up as he looked to the chair..then Hakushi. Muta knew what he was about to try and do, now a bit angry just from the look in his eyes as he would place Hakushi's head within the chair and slowly backed up connecting with a thunderous crack with the Shining Wizard, covering a bloody Hakushi for one..two....three.
A statement sent indeed as Muta slowly rose to his feet, the carnage definately set as his hand was raised, sliding out of the ring, sending a message to Misawa and perhaps the rest of the Rising Sun, maybe a warning that Muta was not one to be trifled with.
In the back, DM caught up with CM Punk, an arguement actually being heard.
"The hell is the matter with you Punk? Are you trying to destroy us?"
"Look...I had to wrestle hurt to win the World Title, now, let Steamboat wrestle hurt."
"You're on thin ice Punk, another outbust-"
"And you'll do what? Fire me? Go ahead, fire me, another company will gladly pick me up and you'll be sitting there with your dick in your hand. Strip the title from me, go ahead, be a pussy and strip the title from me because I"m not being the 'marketable' champion that you want. Face it, no matter what you do, you know damn well I'm right, now if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare for my match."
The door would slam shut as DM stood there, it was easy to see he was pissed, his cellphone ringing as he would answer it, though all that was heard was "What do you mean he's is in my office?"
"Ladies and Gentleman this next contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship."
[Play Out]
A return indeed as Lita was ready for her rematch, charging in as Vampriss slid out of the ring with Lita chasing behind. Vampriss slid into the ring trying for a cheap stomp though Lita tackled her down, punching away and bashing her head into the mat, pulling up and dropped the champion with a flurry of armdrags and dropkicks, grabbing her by the hair and bashed her headfirst into the turnbuckle ten times, pulling her out and over the rope to the floor. Lita got a full head of steam and nailed a plauncha upon Lea on the floor. Lita was a wild woman as she pulled the refs belt off and started to whip at Vampriss until she pulled away.
Lita tossed it down and chased after her and would toss her over the announers table, watching her slide along and hit the mat as Lea crawled away, rolling into the ring. Lita caught up with her, locking in a half crab then started to ram the knee to the mat, literally trying to rip her apart as she pulled her to her feet, tossing her to the ropes and smashed her skull with a float over ddt, covering for two.
Lita pulled her up by the hair and kicked her to the corner, kicking to the chest and stomach over and over again, climbing up and started a ten count punch until she was dropped head first upon the steel post and fell to the floor below. Lea had a moment to recover as she slid out of the ring, a grin upon her face as she would pull Lita up by the hair and grate her face over the steel stairs, pushing her off as Lita was already starting to bleed. Vampriss pulled her up to the apron, placing her neck over the rope then whipped her back, watching Lita snap back and hit her back against the announcers table.
Lea dropped down, tossing Lita into the ring, climbing the top rope and came down with a dropkick for two. Rising up she would show off her nails and would dig them into Lita's skull, opening the wound, ripping it even and pulled back, trying for a clothesline though Lita ducked countering with a swinging neck breaker then a clothesline of her own, quickly locking a headlock. Vampriss rose to her feet, ramming Lita into the corner then turned around, climbing the middle rope and monkey flipped her out with a bulldog to follow, trampling upon the back of the head then the front of it. Lea would roll out of the ring, taking a moment to pose for the crowd then grabbed a steel chair, slowly climbing the top rope and waited, coming down but took the chair square in the face from Lita's dropkick.
Lita was the first girl up, wiping the blood from her eye and took Lea with with a suplex then another suplex then a fujiawa armbar, breaking the hold and opened the chair, using it like a tag team partner and ran full speed, leaping off of the chair and crashed on upon Lea with a sunset senton splash covering for two. Lita pulled herself up, hitting Lea with haymakers, tossing her to the ropes and connected with a flapjack right upon the chair, covering for two. Lita then slid out of the ring, pulling out a table from under the ring and would set it up in the ring getting a pop from the crowd, pulling Lea up by the hair, yelling at her and rammed her face first into the turnbuckle then had her straddle it, climbing up behind her though Vampriss blocked, hitting a back elbow.
Vampriss slowly would turn herself around but didn't see Lita as she quickly slid out of the while she was turning around, quickly climbing up behind and leapt with a super bulldog right through the table. Shards of wood flew everywhere as Lita turned her over, covering for one, two, no, Lea kicked out. Lita rose up, wiping the blood from her face as she pulled Lea up by the hair going for the Twist of Fate though Vampriss quickly countered it into a reverse DDT covering quickly for two.
Lea rose up, reaching into her tights and pulled out a pair of knucks, calling Lita up as she staggered to her feet, holding her neck as Lea would swing. Lita ducked and countered with a drop toe hold, bouncing off of the rope and came down with a cross body block, then tackling Vampriss through the ropes back to the floor. Lita was the first one up, grabbing Lea and would toss her over the barricade into the sea of fans. Lita would then slug it out with her all the way to the door, tossing her through them as she rolled out on the concrete. Lita then pulled her up by the hair, dragging her along and rammed her head through a popcorn machine then dropped it on her. Lita then grabbed a camera from a fan, taking a quick picture then tossed Lea through the door again, watching her roll down the stairs, clotheslining her back over the railing.
Lita hopped over, pulling Lea by the hair and tossed her head first into the post then into the ring, climbing the top rope and waited, leaping for a cross body, covering for two. Lita rose up, signaling the end of the match, pulling Lea up but was blinded by the red spray in the eye as Lea quickly took her down with a scoop slam, climbing the rope and leapt with a bodysplash, covering for two. Lea then straddled Lita, raising up her fist that still held the knucks and started to punch at her head and face viciously. The ref told her to stop but she refused, punching her repeatidly for nearly twenty hits before pulling up, licking her fist clean and watched Lita struggle to her feet.
Lea would smirk, grabbing her by the hair and yelled at her as Lita quickly hit the Twist of Fate, both girls down. The ref would start a count as Lita rose up at six, pulling herself to the corner, climbing the top rope. Vampriss got behind her to take her down though Lita knocked her down flat, quickly leaping for the Litasault but crashed hard upon the mat. Lita rose up, the chair smashing over her head as Vampriss placed it over her head, quickly climbing the top rope and leapt with a legdrop, crashing down upon Lita's face, covering her for one...two....three. Sliding out of the ring, almost dropping Lea would grab her title and started slowly up the ramp, actually limping quite a bit using the ref a little bit, taking a moment to look down at the beaten Lita in the middle of the ring, laughing and walked to the back.
"Well Jesse Ventura, you being the color analyst, give me, and the fans of the NWA your prediction. Who's got the edge, and who's taking it?"
"The champions have the edge as far as being champions right now, but my advantage goes to LoD. They've been together as a team FAR longer, and they're not one of the greatest tag teams of all time for nothing. Look for LoD to take the titles off of Priceless here tonight. The year-long tag team reign will come to an end at the hands of the Road Warriors."
The bell rang as Priceless charged forward and jumped LoD while they were taking off their spikes, trying to gain an advantage. LoD was getting hammered on hard and were whipped into the ropes. Hawk and Animal clotheslined DiBiase and Rhodes down, much to the delight of the fans.
"That didn't last long, Grish!"
Priceless rolled to the outside to try and regroup, but were met out there. Hawk turned DiBiase around and flung him head first into the ringpost, as Animal threw Rhodes into the ring. Cody sat up and started to beg off, backing into the corner. He got up on his feet and went to kick Animal, but his foot was caught. He went for an enisguri, but missed as Animal ducked. Animal went for an elbow, but Rhodes was able to quickly roll out of the way and roll to the outside. He grabbed one of Animal's legs and went to the ring post. He was about to blast his knee into the post, but was intercepted by Hawk, who took his head off with a clothesline.
DiBiase ran into the ring to work on Animal, knowing that perhaps Priceless had a better wrestling game than the powerhouse Road Warriors. DiBiase locked in a headlock down on the mat, trying to wear Animal down, but was stopped as Hawk entered the ring and broke it up. Hawk launched DiBiase into the corner, but lowered his head, getting a kick in the face for his efforts. Cody was able to get back into the ring and hammer away on Animal. Priceless went to double team on Hawk, whipping him into the ropes, going for a double clothesline. They hit it, knocking Hawk down, both of them getting on top of him to cover. Hawk kicked out at one.
Animal rose up as DiBiase charged at him, getting launched over the top rope to the outside, DiBiase's face hitting the steel steps on the way down. Animal went to the outside and grabbed a steel chair, getting ready to swing for the fences with Ted's skull, but Cody came from behind him and hit a low blow, retrieving the chair from Animal. He nailed him twice in the back with it, knocking him down, and got Hawk in the gut with the chair as he came around the other side. Priceless rolled inside the ring, armed with chairs, leaving the Road Warriors on the outside, beaten down. Priceless demanded a microphone, and Ted was handed one, while Cody grabbed LoD's spikes and put them on, giving a set to Ted. DiBiase, in his best Animal impression, now wearing the spikes, began to speak.
"Ya know let me tell you something, people! Week after week after week, we've come out here and said that we're the best team alive! And we've proved it every single time, and now the Road Warriors thought they could beat us, and we've taken them down, tell 'em, Cody."
"WWEEELLLL!?!? *cough cough* Man, I don't know how he does that. That's the honest to God truth, Ted. We're the best, we've got the money, the talent, and the ability to beat anyone we want, and we're going to stay the champions until the end of time. OOOOOOOHHHH WHAT A-" Cody dropped the mic and was heard saying "Oh shit!" as the LoD came back into the ring armed with lead pipes! Priceless fled the ring with their chairs, taking off the spikes, running up the ramp, being followed at a close distance. Animal stopped running as Hawk started to windsprint after them. Animal threw his pipe at the stage, stopping Priceless in their tracks as they had to dodge it, giving Hawk enough time to double clothesline them down. Animal caught up with them as Hawk beat the shit out of them on the stage, bashing Cody's head into the set time and time again. This time, Hawk grabbed a mic from the back.
"Now you're gonna pay! THE ROAD WARRIOR WAY!"
Hawk gorilla pressed Rhodes up over his head and walked toward the edge of the stage. DiBiase ran toward Hawk and pulled Cody out of Hawk's hands as they started to beat him down, almost knocking him off the stage. Hawk was knocked down, but rolled off the stage, not taking that bad of a fall. Animal came back and swuing the pipe hard at DiBiase's chest, taking him down. He went for Cody's head, but missed wildly. By this time, Hawk was back onstage, right behind Animal. Cody charged at Animal, and Animal sidestepped him, pushing him into Hawk as Hawk back body dropped him off the stage! Cody flew through the air, crashing through two tables on the floor below! The crowd exploded as Animal grabbed the mic.
"That's what happens when you make fun of the Road Warriors! We leave you in a broken, crumpled, heap!"
"OOOOOHHHHHH, WHAT A RUSH!!!"
Hawk and Animal grabbed DiBiase and dragged him to the ring, getting ready to finish him off. Hawk threw DiBiase into the ropes, and Animal powerslammed him right hard in the center of the ring, shaking the ring and ropes from the impact. They called for the Doomsday Device, as the crowd erupted.
"They're callin' for it! The Doomsday Device, Ventura!"
"If they hit it, we've got new NWA Tag Team Champions!"
Animal threw DiBiase into the ropes and picked him up in the electric chair, as Hawk ascended the top rope. Hawk screamed out as Animal backed up and called it. Hawk leapt off with the clothesline, and as DiBiase hit the mat, Arn and Ole Anderson stormed the ring with tire irons, beating the living hell out of the Legion of Doom!
"What the hell is this, Ventura, LoD had this match won!!"
"I don't know! But I think I like it, The Andersons are taking the initiative here, and making an impact! And what better team than the legendary Legion of Doom?"
Arn and Ole wore down LoD with their weapons, and there was nothing the referee could do about it. The fans were screaming at the top of their lungs, booing The Andersons out of the arena as Ole went to the outside and grabbed the unhinged section of the stairs and slid them into the ring. Arn was on the other side doing the same thing with the other set of stairs. Cameras went back into the ring to see Hawk and Animal busted open severely, blood staining the ring, covering their war paint.
Arn and Ole looked at each other and smiled, knowing what they were going to do. Arn took a hold of Hawk, while Ole grabbed Animal. They threw them into the ropes, and on the rebound, they both hit massive AA Spinebusters on the steel stairs, the impact breaking the bottom rope from one of the corners!! Arn and Ole then left the area just as quickly as they came, as Animal rolled off the stairs in pain, as DiBiase had climbed back into the ring and put an arm over Animal... 1... 2... 3.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the winners, and STILL NWA World Tag Team Champions, Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes!"
The Legion of Doom wasn't moving as The Andersons slowly walked up the ramp, almost demonically smiling at the carnage that they left in the ring. Referees, EMTs, and officials poured out of the locker rooms, coming to check on LoD's condition as Priceless crawled out of the ring with the title belts, going to check on Cody, who was still on the floor on the outside. NEVER wanting to face LoD again, Priceless regained their tag titles and left the arena as quickly as they could.
"I can't believe this, Jesse. LoD had the match in their hands, they were gonna become new champions and The Andersons came from out of nowhere and just destroyed them."
"I gotta agree with you, Grisham, but I've gotta tell you, I'm liking this new attitude of Arn Anderson. And with the addition of Ole, I've gotta say, I don't think there's any two, maybe even three or FOUR people that can stop them. These two are on a mission to make an impact, and they've just taken out the most dominant tag team in wrestling history in under a minute."
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure as you've guessed, we will bring you information of the condition of the Legion of Doom right now, as they're being checked on by the EMT's and trainers here, from where I'm sitting, it doesn't look good. Right now, we're gonna take you backstage to Kevin Kelly."
"Okay I'm standing here with-"
"Let me tell you something Kev, we just proved beyond the shadow of a doubt that Priceless is the greatest tag team in the HISTORY of professional wrestling, we held these titles now for a full year. Tonight marks the beginning of a new chapter in tag team wrestling and mark my words there is no team that will ever, EVER take these titles away from us."
Priceless would leave, rather quickly though with champagne in hand.